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Chapter Twenty-One: Branded

BPOV

I awoke to the most amazing feeling. Edward's long soft fingers trailing from my forehead, over my cheek, down my neck, across my chest and stopping at my stomach.

"Edward," I breathed, opening my eyes to the most glorious sight. He was here and nothing else mattered. Without a second's thought I sat up and flung my arms around his neck. But I never felt it. Instead I fell forward onto my stomach, my grasping hands feeling nothing. Shocked, I got up and my eyes flew wildly around the room.

He was crouched in the corner, behind the shadow of the door, his blood red orbs glistening. I gasped and felt my own blood run cold.

"Edward…you promised…" I whispered.

He had fed on human blood.

I heard him growl.

"I know. And I kept it. For about ten minutes."

"What do you mean?"

He sighed and stood up, walking slowly towards me.

"I fed off some animals here. But my thirst wasn't quenched it wasn't enough. I couldn't stop myself. I'm sorry."

I felt the tears in my eyes and the coldness trickle down my spine. How could I love him? It was so wrong. But, it felt so damn right.

"It doesn't mean I won't try again though Bella. I will keep trying for you. I promise," Edward whispered, extending his arm out to me. I retreated for a second, then stopped. I was sick of playing this, love/hate game with him. Without another thought my hand was in his. Fire to ice.

"Edward?"

My eyes locked with his, he smiled softly.

"How can you be so near me? I'm on my…" I trailed off and blushed crimson.

He chuckled at my obvious embarrassment.

"Sweetheart, it's hard, its unbearable, but more so easier now that I have fed. Although I must say I made a mistake with the pads, the tampons might have been a better option." (A/N: Thank you beloved reviewer for pointing that out )

By this point I was totally mortified and looked away, inwardly cringing.

Edward once again saw my discomfort and laughed a low and throaty laugh again. That sexy laugh that made my whole body tingle with want.

"Bella, love, nothing should be awkward between us. I want you to tell me anything, I want to be that person that you can talk to freely without being judged or feeling embarrassed. Though, I must say, that beautiful colour on your cheeks only makes me want you more," he said, pulling me towards his rock hard chest by my waist, my hands entwining around his neck. The lower part of his body brushed against mine and I felt exactly how much he wanted me. He exhaled sharply and I couldn't help but giggle and blush again.

"I'm sorry you have to go through that, you know," I said, pulling away and resting my forehead against his.

"You don't help matters."

"Excuse me?"

He pressed his lips softly to mine, and I felt the smile on his against my own.

"One, you are so heart-stoppingly beautiful that my body can't help but react to that. Secondly, you smell so fucking good. Another thing I can't help but react to. Of course these things are sub-conscious. What you're doing now, wearing my clothes. God, that's driving me mad."

If I was blushing before, it was nothing compared to what I was doing now. I swear my whole body is going to turn beetroot permanently. My buried my head in the crook of his neck and held on even tighter, never letting go.

"It's your birthday tomorrow love," he murmured in my ear. I groaned, I had always hated the attention I got on my birthday, and I knew Edward wouldn't let this one past. He was going to dote on me weather I liked it or not.

"Please don't go out of your way for me," I begged.

He pulled me away from him and narrowed his eyes, looking directly into mine.

"That's a stupid thing to say. You're the one I would do anything for, how can I ignore the day your beauty was born into the world?"

I bit my lip and looked down.

"Try."

"Nope."

"Please."

"No."

"You said you'd do anything for me."

"Except this."

I hissed in irritation and without thinking slammed my hand against his chest.

"OW FUCK," I yelled, clutching my now bruised hand in the other.

Edward burst out laughing and I took a step back and narrowed my eyes at him.

"You anger me."

"You amaze me."

I turned around in frustration. I felt the air next to me whoosh, and he was suddenly standing in front of me, that crooked grin that I hated to love was plastered all over his beautiful face. He took my hand in his and kissed it gently, his lips like live wires, sending electricity racing through my veins.

"All better?"

I shook my head adamantly, even though I felt better than better.

"Love, do you want anger management classes, that can easily be arranged," he teased in that voice that was so damn sexy.

My frustration turned into want. I reached out, trailing my hand down his abs and hooked my fingers through the belt loops of his jeans, pulling him closer to me, and then slipping my other hand through the other one.

"Only if you're the one to help with my little anger problem…"

I gauged his expression at my words and actions. His eyes were wide, his lips parted and his breathing even more rapid than usual.

"With pleasure."

And with that I was on the floor. His arms protecting me from the impact, I was barely jostled. He lay on top of me, his mouth attacking mine in the most passionate of ways. My mind was reeling, no coherent thought even making it into my brain.

Edward's hands slipped down under the hoodie and pushed it up, exposing my stomach. His lips pulled away from mine, and I groaned at the loss of him. He hungrily placed kisses down my neck, down the middle of my chest until he reached my stomach. I arched my back as I felt something wet and ice cold trail around my bellybutton. Fuck was he using his tongue?

Once again I felt his hands trail even lower down to the rim of my shorts, but instead of pulling them down completely like I thought he would, he only pulled them down a little uncovering my hip bone. Like a flash his mouth pressed against my right hip bone and I cried out in pain and pleasure as I felt his teeth nip open my skin. It wasn't deep, I knew that, about one centimeter in. I froze. Surely if he tasted my blood I was as good as gone?

I knew I should have closed my eyes, but I was unable to rip my eyes away from Edward, my heart was beating so loudly, that even my insensitive human ears could pick up the heavy pounding. I hissed out in pain as I felt him suck, and then a prickling burn and suddenly it was gone. He looked up at me, his eyes black again, drowning in a sea of hunger and lust, never looking more desirable.

"You…you bit me," I whispered, after I had unglued my tongue from the roof of my mouth. His fingers silkily trailed over the love bite on my protruding bone. His fiery eyes locked to mine.

"No, my sweet angel, I branded you. I branded you as mine."

Is this Edwards craziness, starting all over again! TUN TUN TUN :O