Well, it turns out this is not the last chapter. We are getting close though.

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Edward kicked the remains of the cabinet and stood up, pulling Bella with him. They surveyed what was left of the kitchen. It looked like a wrecking ball had gone through the center of it, scraping the floor up with it. Bella knew that it was her back that had pulverized the hardwood as Edward had pounded into her, driving her across the room. She wasn't sure what had happened to the far countertop; it was split down the middle, which had sunk into the cabinetry below. Either end was a foot higher than it had been when it was still one piece of granite. She had no idea why most the lower cabinet doors had come off their hinges.

Edward let out a low whistle. "Well, we certainly brought this room down." He pulled Bella into his arms. Having just one arm around her wasn't enough.

Bella stood on her toes, stretching her body up Edward's. "Edward," she whispered against his mouth. "How many rooms are there?"

"I've no idea, but this place is going to need a lot of work when we're done with it." He pulled her off the floor and started to walk, unable to say anything else and eager to get started.

He walked until Bella's back encountered a wall. He wasn't sure if it was a testament to his restraint that he didn't walk her through it. He knew his - their - bedroom was on the other side. It may have been that thought that stopped him. He had a bedroom to share now, and he wasn't sure he was ready to destroy it. He'd seen it through Esme and Alice's minds. The house had been intended as a wedding gift. They'd prepared the room expecting the wedding to be soon. He pulled his mind away from weddings and back to the naked woman he had pressed against the wall. Not walking through the wall meant he could stop and enjoy her now.

He pulled his hips back and angled his body, preparing to enter her. He was momentarily surprised by his sexual confidence. He was even more surprised when Bella pushed him slightly away, bringing her legs down so she could stand before him.

"I think that I need to hunt again before we..." Bella's voice trailed off, and they both realized that the human Bella would have blushed. "Jesus. Fuck. Look at you." She whispered the sentiment. In their lust-induced haste, she hadn't taken the time to appreciate the full view of Edward naked. "You were a well-developed 17 year old." She ran her hands over the defined ridges of his abdomen. "You even have these." Bella's fingers traced the indentations of Edward's swimmer's V.

"I was a few weeks shy of 18." Edward enjoyed watching Bella explore him, and his cock twitched as it grew even harder. "Besides, the change perfects us." Edward was aware that if he could, he'd be the one blushing now. For all his years of being privy to the male and female lust for him, there was nothing like this moment, nothing like watching Bella admire his naked form. But he knew if she kept it up any longer, he'd have her back against that wall, and she needed to hunt first. He wanted to make sure that any needs she had were satisfied, and he knew she wouldn't be able to be fully in the moment with him if she was also in the throes of newborn thirst. "Come on." He threaded his fingers through hers and pulled her to him. "Let's get you dressed, fed, and undressed again." He pulled her around the corner while she laughed.

Bella stopped laughing when she saw the room. It was like a fairy tale. A large canopy bed dominated the space. It was swathed in cream silks and satins. Matching drapes hung down, loosely tied to each bedpost. Two of the walls were nearly entirely windows; the others were a rich chocolate brown that made the room feel as though it were part of the forest. In one corner, logs in a stone fireplace waited to be lit. Edward disappeared through another door, and came back with clothes in one hand and a bag slung over his other shoulder. To Bella's great disappointment, he was dressed.

He sat the bag down and kneeled before her, gently picking up her foot and sliding it through a pair of shorts and then doing the same to the other side. Slowly, he pulled the shorts up her legs, lightly kissing her hip before he stood up. She watched him roll the band of his boxer shorts back over themselves so the elastic sat on her hip. She recognized these. Bella said nothing as Edward pulled one of his t-shirts over her head. She recognized this, too. He kissed her forehead and then rested his own against it as she threaded her arms into the shirt. Edward kept his hands under the shirt, his fingers pressed against her skin as he dragged his hands down to lower the cotton over her body.

"I want you to press me against the window," she whispered. "And do to me what I fantasized about you doing to me that day."

Edward's mouth was hard and forceful against hers in response. "You don't know how close I came…" he managed to get out between kisses. "You don't know how fucking close I came to tearing these from you that day."

Bella took a step toward the window, but Edward moved away from her. Bella misinterpreted the reason Edward broke off the kiss. "I'll try my best not to break anything." She'd turned so that her back was now to the window, and she took another step backward, hoping Edward would advance on her like he did that afternoon in his room. Her efforts were rewarded with a growl, but he didn't move to her.

"I'm going to take you hunting. You're going to drink until you're satisfied. Then, I'm going to rip those from you and take you. Against a tree or a rock ‒ I don't care‒ and I'll pretend it's a window. But you know what I won't need to pretend?" Now he advanced toward her. "I won't need to pretend that it's you. I won't need to pretend that my hand is your body." Edward stopped. Instead of pressing Bella to the window, he pulled her to him. "I've thought about you standing in my room, in my clothes every day. And I've gotten myself off, just about every day since, thinking of what I wanted to do to you that afternoon. But I'm not going to destroy this room the way I was willing to destroy my bedroom in Forks." Edward walked away from Bella once more to pick up the backpack he'd left the closet with. "There's a change of clothes in here. When we're finished in the woods, we'll get dressed and come back here. Because if there's one thing I've thought about more than you against that window, it's you in our bed. It's me taking my time with you; exploring you first with my hands, then with my mouth, and finally with my body. I'm going to take my time and make love to you they way I've wanted to since the day we met."

They ran together. Bella wanted to reach out to him, but she was barely holding onto her control as it was. She took off in pursuit at the first whiff of prey. This time, she gave no thought to which creature she took down, picking from the fleeing herd indiscriminately. As she finished her first kill and headed off for a second, she wondered if this was the same group of elk she'd fed from earlier. She planned to gorge herself so she wouldn't need to interrupt what Edward had planned for her. She moaned with anticipation as she drained her second elk and licked her lips as she stood up. She was rushing and messy with her kills, but she didn't care. Once again, she ran. She was aware of Edward moving in behind her, but she couldn't let herself look at him. She knew once their eyes met, he was going to make good on his promise to take her. She took down her third creature, finally slowing down as she finished. She'd had her fill, and finally let her eyes raise and meet Edward's across the field.

The sight of him caused her to lose her hold on the animal below her. As her mouth lifted off its severed artery, a last spurt of blood followed her, spraying her own neck. Edward growled. His feet were shoulder-width apart, and he stood with a slight hunch in his shoulders. His arms hung rigid at his side, ending with fisted hands. She realized that she was finally seeing him in full predator mode. She stood but made no move to wipe the blood that flowed down to her chest.

She watched Edward's knees bend slightly.

"Run." His voice was gravelly and authoritative.

Bella didn't run... but she didn't stay still. She slowly ran her index and middle fingers up along the length of her neck, over her chin, and into her mouth.

Edward watched her, his knees bending even more as his body coiled further.

"I said run."

There was no ignoring his command now. Bella watched long enough to see him snap out of his stance in a vigorous leap in her direction. She spun around and sprinted away. She wasn't sure if she was faster than Edward, but she was going to do her best to get away from him. If he wanted a game of cat and mouse for foreplay, then that's what he'd get.

She had no idea where she was running to, consumed only with the need to get away. She darted between trees until she was suddenly aware that the forest had grown quiet around her.

It was quite possible that she had gotten too far away from Edward.

Her newborn mind started to panic. She had no idea where they were, which direction home was, or, more importantly, what direction humans may be in.

"Edward?" Bella called out. There was no reply, only the rustle of leaves as the wind blew through them.

"Edward?" Bella turned around, intent on finding and tracing back the route she'd taken to get here. The wind blew through the tree tops once more, but this time, Bella thought she heard a twig snap behind her. She turned around, falling to a crouch, her instincts taking over.

There was nothing there.

Bella turned around once more, but this time, she couldn't shake the feeling she wasn't alone. She tried to smell the air around her but realized that even if there was something behind her, it was also downwind from her.

She was sure there was no way Edward could have gotten ahead of her.

Bella knew that she was at the top of the food chain, but she also knew there were other vampires out there. Perhaps she'd run into one. Bella stopped walking and tried to focus all her newborn talents into the situation that surrounded her.

She was alone, lost, and frightened.

"You thought you could get away from me?"

Bella turned to the direction of Edward's voice, but he wasn't there.

"You thought you could outrun me?"

Bella spun around again, this time looking to the treetops that hadn't stopped moving in the wind, but there was still nothing there.

"Foolish girl."

This time when Bella turned around, she found herself facing Edward.

But she'd never seen Edward look so much like a vampire as he did now.

Her fear turned to something equally primal.

"Edward." Bella reached out for him, but he was gone before her hand made contact.

"Don't you remember what I told you?" He was behind her again, but this time Bella didn't move. She could feel him behind her. The tufts of air he released as he spoke tickled the side of her neck. "I am the ultimate predator."

Bella's eyes closed, and she fought off a smile as Edward lifted her hair and draped it over her shoulder. She couldn't stop herself from angling her exposed neck to give Edward better access.

"Everything about me is designed to lure you in." Edward's hand moved from her hair to her throat. He pushed her chin up, fully exposing her throat while his other arm circled her waist until his palm gripped her ribcage. Edward moved his thumb so that it caressed Bella's breast while he ran his nose from her shoulder to her ear. His other thumb brushed past Bella's lips. Her tongue darted out, licking the blood he'd gathered from her neck. Edward hissed behind her and pushed his thumb over her teeth into her mouth. Bella's lips closed over it, her tongue swirling as she sucked it.

"Bella…" Edward groaned quietly behind her, then whipped her around so that she was facing him. He no longer looked threatening. He quirked his eyebrows at her in a silent question. Are you okay with this? She nodded once, and his face changed; his eyes narrowed, and his posture changed so that he seemed to grow as he arched over her.

Bella bit her lip and took a step back.

"Good girl." Edward growled his praise as he mirrored her steps until he backed her against a tree. He put his hands on the rough bark just below her shoulders, and then slowly bent his elbows as he leaned into her and pressed her further into the tree. He bent down so his mouth made contact with her collarbone. Bella struggled against Edward and the trunk behind her, trying to angle her chin to give him the greatest access to her neck. Edward's tongue laved at the blood that remained on her body. He dragged it up her neck and plunged it into her mouth, allowing her to share the taste with him.

Bella freed her arms from Edward's caging stance and raised them over her head. She gripped the bark and lifted herself off the ground, wrapping her legs around Edward and pulling him to her. She writhed and whimpered as he lapped the last of the crimson from her alabaster skin. When she was finally clean, he reached behind him and unhooked her legs so that she stood before him once again.

"Look at you. You're standing there so innocent. Do you know what you do to me? I'm the one designed to lure prey, but I can't control myself around you. Do you have any idea what you're doing to me right now? Standing there like that? In my clothes?" Edward grabbed Bella's hand from above her head and pressed against his hard cock. "Do you feel how hard you make me?"

Bella said nothing, focused on the feeling of Edward underneath her hand.

"I asked you a question, Bella." Edward pressed himself into Bella's palm. "Do you feel how fucking hard you make me?"

Though Bella didn't need to breathe, she found herself doing so, heavily, at Edward's words. "Yes." She managed to blow the response past her lips before she took another gasping breath.

"I'm like this all the time. When I'm around you, I can't think straight. When I'm away from you, it's even worse. You're my fucking everything. Do you think I'm ever going to let you go now that I've caught you?"

"God… No." Bella trembled as Edward grabbed the shirt Bella wore, fisting the hem at her hips as he did the first time she wore it. Bella tried to undo Edward's jeans without destroying them. She managed to get the button undone before Edward stopped her.

He took her hands and put them back over her head, taking half a step back to appreciate the view. He twisted the hem of the shirt once more, this time ripping it from her body. He did the same to the boxer shorts.

"And I thought you in my clothes made me hunger for you."

Bella's chest heaved once again with longing, but she didn't move her arms. She watched as Edward finished the job she'd started on his pants. He slowly brought his zipper down and pulled out his erect cock. He stroked himself as he looked at Bella naked before him.

She watched his thumb brush over his head, and she moaned. "Edward, please. I need you." Her hips pushed off the tree as she lifted her legs to pull Edward to her once more. Instead of feeling Edward naked against her, his clothes remained on. The fly of his jeans pressed against the back of her thighs as Edward entered her.

This time, there was no pausing. Edward thrust into Bella with wild abandon.

She met him halfway. Grinding against him, she moved her mouth to his ear. "Do you think I'll ever let you go now that I have you? You're mine, Edward Cullen. You belong to me. Your body is mine. Your soul is mine. We're one." Bella's hand moved from holding onto the tree to where they were joined. "We're one. You are mine, and I am yours."

Edward pushed Bella further into the tree as his momentum increased. His hands reached down to Bella's hips so he could guide them roughly with his own movements.

"We're one. You're mine. I'm yours," Bella repeated as they came together. Their cries were lost against each other's skin.

Edward thrust once more and then fell to the ground, pulling Bella with him.

She collapsed on top of him, though they remained joined. They moved against each other slowly as they rode out their orgasms. Their exclamations of ecstasy became soft sighs.

Eventually, they stilled for the most part, though their fingers still wandered over each other.

"Wow…" She eventually broke the silence and sat up, though she continued to straddle his hips. She could feel him twitch against her as he recovered. Edward didn't need to say anything; his smile said it all. "You look pretty proud of yourself."

He only smiled wider and shrugged. "You're naked over me. Your hair's a mess, and we managed to knock over a perfectly healthy tree. I'm feeling pretty good right now."

"You should. You're amazing."

"You almost sound surprised."

Edward's hands danced over Bella's hips to her backside where they gave a squeeze before they rested.

Bella shook her head. "No, I knew we'd be great together."

"I feel like there's a 'but' coming up." Edward's hands gave another pinch, and Bella giggled.

"I just‒" She paused to figure out exactly what she wanted to say. "I thought that given the time you were born… you might be a shy lover."

Edward laughed, appreciating the resulting bounce of Bella's breasts. "Are you trying to tell me you thought that I was repressed?"

"Maybe. But I mean, when we dated, you really were."

"I was terrified. That doesn't mean I wasn't doing the same thing you were when we weren't together." Edward sat up, and Bella wrapped her legs around him. "The thing about a century of mind-reading is that you get to see how normal your own wants and desires are. Trust me. I've a whole arsenal of fantasies to draw from."

"You're going to run out of fantasies to re-enact if you keep blending them like this; me against the window, me as prey-"

"No. That afternoon, for a moment, I allowed myself to think of you as prey. I've had a need to exercise that particular fantasy from the moment I scented your blood. But I never allowed myself to even contemplate it. That afternoon in my room was the closest I came. I needed to express that aspect of my desire for you, just like I need to express my desire for you by taking my time and worshiping your body. So don't worry. I have an eternity of fantasies to live out with you. I could spend the next hundred years slowly making love to you on our bed until the forest engulfs the house. Then I could spend a hundred years fucking you dressed as a librarian and then another hundred with you as a secretary. That's 300 years right there without coming up for air." Edward stopped talking for a moment. It had been too long since his lips had been on her skin. "Don't you understand, Bella? As long as I'm with you, I'm living out my fantasies."

"Edward?" She sighed.

"Mmmhmmm?" His lips were back on Bella's neck.

"I believe you promised you were going to dress me and take me home to our bed." She felt him smile against her, gently nipping her skin before he moved away.

"You're right, Ms. Swan. I believe I did."