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Hunting naked with my Bella was the most exhilarating experience of my entire existence. I could not pry my eyes away from her exquisite face. She was lovelier than the most priceless works of art. I fought back a growl of longing as I watched her stalk her prey. She had her eyes closed and her mouth gently parted, as she ran her tongue over her teeth, and breathed in deeply. I watched her intently.

I admired her openly with a hungry stare and chuckled at her thoughts as they told me she felt sexy under my gaze. I smirked at her and she opened her mouth to request postponing this hunting trip in favor of more erotic activities, but the wind blew a concentrated blast of warm blood scented air our way.

The sounds of the beating hearts of a small herd of marsh deer quickly followed the scent, revealing their close proximity to us but they couldn't sense us yet.

"I smell dinner," she grinned, looking at me. "I'll race you."

I smiled back; I couldn't resist the offer. Her voice dripped with lust and love. I could see the thirst for both blood and me in her eyes. I felt my body beginning to become aroused, and it was all I could do to keep from pouncing on my ravishing wife. She looked absolutely stunning standing there with the tropical breeze blowing through her long, brown wavy hair that hung in soft waves to almost halfway down her back. Her skin was so pale it was almost translucent now; her eyes were a bright chocolate brown with just the slightest hint of gold appearing around the irises. She was undoubtedly ethereal, and she was mine.

"Edward!" she purred, "Are we racing or not? I'm starving, husband of mine."

I shook myself out of my thoughts, bringing me back down to earth. "Of course, Love. Let's go!"

With that, she gave a false start; I laughed and began chasing after her.

She was no match for me, even with her newborn strength and speed. She darted through the trees, with a grace I'd never seen in her before. It was the complete opposite of human Bella, yet she was exactly the same. She was a walking contradiction, and I was enthralled by her every move.

The deer came into sight at the clearing. Bella increased her speed, pouncing on a small doe that barely had a chance to recognize what was happening to react. I took a movement to enjoy the sight of my mate feeding before I leaped forward and snapped the neck of the closest stag with ease.

I drained the stag quickly, while watching Bella intently the whole time. She was feeding hungrily. Her eyes were closed, and I could see her throat swallowing mouthfuls of blood as she moaned in pleasure at the taste. After a few minutes, she tossed her prey away from her and looked up to find me gazing at her. She winked and seductively licked her lips.

A low, feral growl erupted from deep within me. At vampire speed, I reached out and pulled her up against me, my arms holding her tightly.

"Edward!" Bella gasped, taken aback from my actions, "What are you-" her voice cut off when I ground my hips into her, letting her feel my growing arousal. "Oh," was the only coherent thought she could put into words.

"Mrs. Cullen," I bent down, whispering in her ear, "Do you have any idea how sexy you are to me?" Bella looked down, and if she could have, she would be blushing.

"I have a slight idea," she whispered, before pushing me backwards. She had only meant to push me against the closet tree, but she pushed too hard and I found myself lying on my back in mud looking up at a very remorseful Bella.

She began to apologize, but my hand flashed out and pulled her down into the muck with me making sure to turn her around so the she landed on top of me, but then I quickly rolled us over so that I was hovering over her and she was lying on her back in the mud.

"Mmmm…" Bella moaned as she stroked her small hand slowly up and down my length. What was this woman doing to me?

She pushed me off of her and slid sinuously down my body until she was eye level with my erection. She smirked up at me and resumed her previous torture.

"Bella," I warned, "If you keep doing that with your hands… oh God!" I moaned, as she licked up my shaft "And, with your mouth… I might not be able to control myself, Love."

"Who said I wanted you to control yourself?" she questioned, grinning at me devilishly. She took another long, slow lick up my shaft, before swirling her tongue around the head and taking me fully into her mouth.

I moaned loudly, and began to desperately grasp at anything I could near me in an effort to keep from grabbing her too tightly. I felt myself involuntarily buck my hips up. "You're turning into quite the succubus, Mrs. Cullen," I growled playfully, reached down to gently tug on her hair.

That action gently elicited a sweet little moan from her, and she picked up the urgency in her ministrations. She brought her head back up and released me with a loud pop. She narrowed her eyes at me, her fingers tracing patterns on my thigh,

"Well I guess that means I'm making you into an incubus, Mr. Cullen," she replied back.

She moved back to lie down beside me, rolling on her side to look at me. I mirrored her position, wondering why she stopped as she was thinking only of my face as it had been moments earlier, scrunched up in blissful passion.

I struggled with taking unnecessary breaths to try to calm myself. "Why did you stop?"

She rolled her eyes at me, "I'd hate to undermine your stellar self control, Husband dear!"

I laughed, and then kissed her hard on her lips before making my way down to her neck, licking a trail along her collarbone. Her hands went up to my hair, and she buried fingers there.

I traced my hand down her frame, stopping at the swell of her breasts to give them a gentle squeeze, causing her to sigh contentedly and she fluttered her eyes shut. I continued moving down past her hips to her mid thigh. I was inches away from the promise land when she grabbed my hand to stop me.

"Edward, you were right before, we should stop," she panted. I lifted a curious eyebrow at her, silently asking why she stopped me again.

"Well, okay I don't think we should stop, I just think we should move to a cleaner location, like the shower," she stammered, and I knew she would have been crimson, were she still able to blush.

"As you wish my, dirty girl," I shook my head and laughed, then pulled her into my arms headed for the yacht.

We washed each other chastely, being careful not to linger too long on the parts that we both longed to spend hours worshipping. The longer we stood under the spray of hot water, Bella's thoughts turned more and more towards making love than getting clean. I couldn't resist touching her as she bent to turn the water off, stopping her before she reached the knob. My hand went back down her body, and I ran a finger up and down her most delicate parts, making sure to stay safely on the outside and never enter her with my fingers.

"God, Edward." she moaned my name breathlessly, causing me to grow unbearably hard. "Please, I need more!"

I all too eagerly obliged, and slipped a single finger into her hot wet folds. My action caused her to buck her hips and moan loudly. "Please." she begged, so I added another finger, then another. I used my thumb to rub her tiny bundle of nerves in time with my thrusts. Her breathing picked up, and I could feel her begin to tighten around my hand.

"Come, Love," I whispered, "come for me. Let me feel how good I can make you feel."

She needed no more convincing or permission. I felt her muscles contract around my fingers, and she bucked against me one last time before she exploded in ecstasy. The sound of her pleasure consumed me so completely that I almost fell over the edge with her.

After a minute, she found her voice again. "Edward, I need you in me. Please."

I needed no more encouragement then that. I shut the water off, grabbed her in my arms and raced us into the bedroom and hurriedly laid her on the bed. I positioned myself over her entrance and thrust slowly into her until I was buried completely in the heaven known as Bella Cullen.

I gasped at the feeling of her tight, wet, and warm walls around me. I stayed still, relishing in the feeling of being connected, being one. Bella must have felt particularly insatiable because she groaned in frustration before beginning to attempt to thrust upwards.

I snapped myself out of my reverie. Looking down, I kissed her hard, and set a slow pace with my thrusts. I didn't want this feeling to end. It was too good, too sweet, but Bella was begging me in her thoughts to go faster and harder, and I wanted to give her exactly what she needed. And if I was being completely honest I also wanted to find release. So I picked up the pace, groaning as Bella matched my movements thrust for thrust. Bella wrapped her legs around my hips, silently urging me to go even faster. Her moans became the sweetest symphony I had ever heard.

"Edward, you feel so good." she gasped aloud for the first time since we entered the bedroom. I felt Bella's second release building, even before she did. She arched her back, and let out a loud scream of pleasure. I sought her mouth; I kissed her hard, my tongue dancing with hers. I felt my orgasm begin to consume me. I gave one last thrust, and roared as the euphoric bliss overtook me.

We lay still for a few minutes, kissing, petting hair and touching each other as our breathing evened out. I flipped us around so she was lying on my chest. I kissed the top of her head; ready to spend the rest of the evening, cuddling and talking about our day as we had done after all of our other intimate couplings. But Bella, it seemed, had other ideas.

"I think you were right before, Mr. Cullen. I think I may be a succubus." she teased me, running her fingers along my chest.

"Is that so?" I smirked as she sat up then straddled me.

Apparently we were ready for round two.

We continued the pattern of making love and hunting for the next few weeks. We made a point to communicate with our families at least once a week and were happy to get updates on Rachel's pregnancy and the other happenings in the pack. It was truly a miracle the way things had worked out with the Quileute tribe, but then again, everything about my Bella was miraculous, so I'm not sure why I was surprised at this.

The caretakers that had been hired to maintain the island house arrived one day without any prior warning. I had to assume that Alice was with the wolves since she had not called to prepare us. Bella became very nervous as their boat drew closer to the island because not only was she a newborn vampire, but she was hungry and needed to hunt.

Bella locked herself in the stateroom on the yacht, thinking that distance and the obstacle of the locked door would help her to control her thirst. While was I certain that Bella would desire the blood of the two caretakers I knew that she would do anything to avoid acting on those desires.

I hesitantly left her sitting on our bed and ran to the cottage located on the beach so that I could appear hospitable to the cleaning crew. We had found in our exploration of each other and the island that distance didn't affect our ability to hear each other's minds and sense each other's emotions.

I monitored Bella's mind as the dark skinned Brazilians made their way from the dock to the cottage door, walking leisurely down the beach and talking about how nice the weather had been lately.

Hmm, they smell good, but not so good that I couldn't pass them up in favor of a deer or something. Bella's thoughts made me chuckle, and I invited her to come into the house to meet our guests as Gustavo raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Gustavo! Kaure! Please, come in." I said enthusiastically in Portuguese, elated that they could meet my Bella.

They returned my greeting politely and set about doing their usual routine inspection of the house before beginning to clean the living room.

I caught Bella's freesia and lavender scent as she entered the room and chuckled internally at her assessment that Gustavo smelled more like a deer than Kaure who she was certain smelled like some sort of tree.

The humans sensed another predator entering the room and turned to look at Bella. I gestured toward her and couldn't help but beam with pride as I introduced her. "This is the newest Cullen, my wife, Bella," I explained in Portuguese. "We were married just a few months ago."

We decided to stay in the house to watch a movie as Gustavo and Kaure quickly and quietly went about their work. Bella asked me to hold her tightly so that if she felt the urge to attack them I could stop her. I was positive that she wasn't going to given the fact that she had been in the same room with them for over half an hour already and was perfectly fine. I was, however, content to have her in my arms, and gently stroked her hair. So I wasn't complaining about her request. The movie was almost over by the time Gustavo entered the room to tell me that they were finished.

Bella remained in my arms until they were safely onboard their tiny boat and half way back to the mainland before breaking out into a victorious fit of laughter.

"I did it," She yelled triumphantly. I pulled up into my arms and kissed her deeply in congratulations.

"That you did, my love, that you did, and I couldn't be more proud." I told her and then a thought occurred to me.

"Bella, Love, how would like to accompany me to the mainland tomorrow? I think it's time you graduated from just hunting deer and try something slightly more predatory in delicacies." I saw my words register in her face, and I laughed at her hopeful and enthusiastic expression.

Bella was beyond thrilled with the idea of hunting larger animals. It was a strange experience to pilot the yacht towards Rio, in the bright morning sun, without fearing exposure. The eyes of the humans, in and around the marina, fell on Bella and me, as we made our way along the waterfront after having docked in the marina. Bella felt self conscious as usual, but her thoughts showed her joy at feeling beautiful. For me, it was simply surreal to be walking amongst humans in the sunlight and not have them scream and run away due to my monstrous glittering skin.

"Monstrous? Try glorious, Mr. Cullen. You were just as beautiful in the sunlight then, as you are now." Bella whispered, far too low for anyone to hear.

We spent a few hours window shopping and just enjoying each other's company as we strolled through the streets of Rio. Never once did Bella feel the urge to drink from any one of the humans around us. It was as if she had developed the self control of a much older vampire over night.

Maybe I'm sharing your self control Edward? We share everything else right? Why not this?

I considered this for a moment and realized that it was completely possible for Bella to be sharing my control, and I wondered what other parts of ourselves were being shared between Bella and I. I wanted to share everything with Bella, but I could only hope that Bella's clumsiness didn't resurface somehow and become a shared trait between the two of us. I could only imagine us tripping all over ourselves. It would give Emmett carte blanch to tease us for the next millennium.

Bella groaned at my thought, and then started to giggle as she imagined me tripping over midair and landing on my rear. The image was quite humorous, and I found myself laughing with her as we made our way towards the local car rental location.

I procured a jeep to take us into the rainforest so that we could hunt away from any risk of the temptation of human blood. We could have gone on foot, but it would seem suspicious for tourists to trek into the Amazon without a guide or transportation.

We left the vehicle once we were far enough into the jungle that we were sure that no humans would be around and took off running through the thick, lush canopy, laughing at how free it felt to let go and just be.

Bella stopped abruptly and spun towards the east. A low growl escaped her throat and she stiffened. I could hear the thundering heartbeat of the animal nearby and couldn't keep the smile off my face as registered the scent in the air.

Bella was perfectly still and quiet for a moment as she focused on what her senses were telling her. She sniffed the air, and I could feel the flickering panic in her mind as she heard me name what she was smelling. I wanted to laugh at the mere thought that a jaguar could cause her any harm, but knew that she was serious in her trepidation.

"Don't think about it," I suggested. "Just follow your instincts."

She was thoughtful for a long moment as she considered this, but then her eyelids snapped open and she immediately headed east.

I followed at what I considered a safe distance, far enough back that she wouldn't react to me instinctively as a threat to her hunt. She had yet to view me as such, but this hunt was more primal than those on we had shared on the island. There was no intimate prelude this time, and she had reacted to the scent and allowed it to pull her along.

She ran lightly, slightly slower than she had before, and her body lowered into a hunting crouch. When it was more convenient, she took to the trees, either running along branches or leaping from tree to tree, like she had traveled this way her whole life. She was a sight to behold.

We were climbing into the mountains still on the tail of two large jaguars. The vegetation was thinning and the scent we pursued became more distinct and easier to follow. It was a sharper scent than the small prey from the island, and much more appealing, at least to me. Bella found the scent just as bland as any other that she had caught wind of today but was following the animals intently. She felt drawn to hunt the animals and I wondered if she simply preferred to hunt the jaguars simply because she could see in my mind how much they appealed to me or if this shared preference was part of our ever-growing connection.

Before long, we could hear the sound of padded feet, soft and more subtle than the crunching of deer hooves in the grass. The animals were somewhere above us, in the trees themselves. I was about to relay this information to Bella as I wasn't sure she was listening to my thoughts now that she had fully given her mind over to the hunt, but she figured it out for herself before I could do so, and leapt onto a higher branch silently. I followed close behind her.

I didn't figure it out husband I just followed my instincts and maybe picked your brain a bit.

Good to know I'm good for something love.

You're good at everything and you know it now stop distracting me and let me hunt.

As you wish, my love. I took a step back and worked to quiet my mind trying not distract Bella any further.

With the close proximity of the carnivorous beast below me, my thirst began to make itself known, but as this was Bella's first hunt of this kind, I decided to stay back and simply observe.

I watched through her eyes as she searched the branches and found the largest cat on a wide branch in a tree underneath her and to her left. The other jaguar had chosen to leave the tree, to stalk its own prey on the ground.

The animal that chose to lounge in the shade of the trees was the smaller of the two, but it was still a large female, surely weighing in at a couple hundred pounds, well-muscled and armed with sharp claws and deadly razor sharp teeth. It was shocking to compare her massive size to my petite wife, and I forcibly resisted the urge to lunge in between them to protect her. I reminded myself that she was no longer the fragile, human Isabella Swan. She was now Bella Cullen, newborn vampire, and could handle herself.

I was distracted by my thoughts, and almost missed the lightning-fast action of Bella. She leapt from her branch and pounced on the unsuspecting beast. They plummeted to the ground with Bella gripping the animal tightly, so she couldn't run once they hit the forest floor. It looked as if Bella was going straight for the beast's jugular, but the animal let out a defensive roar, which startled Bella, causing her to lose her grip on the cat.

The beast turned on Bella with teeth and claws bared, ready for a fight, and I again had to fight the urge to protect my mate.

Bella hardly seemed to register the animal as a threat as she refocused on the hunt, launching herself forward, and knocking them both against a nearby tree with a loud crash.

They wrestled briefly, but it wasn't much of a fight. The jaguar's teeth and claws couldn't so much as scratch Bella's beautiful porcelain skin, and even with a greater body mass, the female was no match for my Bella's superhuman strength.

Bella maneuvered her into position and easily sunk her teeth into the animal's throat, instinctively going straight for the most powerful artery. The cat stilled instantly in her arms. Bella had crushed the animal to her with enough force to stop her heart. She then drained it quickly and efficiently.

I took a moment to enjoy the sight of her as she shoved the carcass aside and leapt to her feet. Her hair was messy from the struggle, the odd leaf stuck into the dark waves that fell over her shoulders, and her body was smudged with dirt from the forest floor. Although the jaguar's claws hadn't come close to piercing her skin, they had certainly been more than effective on the blouse she wore.

,

Her shirt was smeared with blood and torn in more places than it was whole. It was incredibly enticing to see her this way. Her eyes were sparkling with victory; her body was so raw and powerful, and it was humming with the residual excitement that always accompanied such a physical hunt. She was so unbelievably sexy, and she was all mine.

Bella saw her reflection in my mind andrealized that she was a mess, and looked down at herself shaking her head in disgust. "I guess I could have done that better."

"You did perfectly fine," I told her honestly and couldn't resist a small smirk. "And I like the improvements to your top."

"You are insatiable husband, mine." she giggled and smiled brightly up at me. I was just about to respond with a snaky retort, when I spied the larger male jaguar that had been too preoccupied with chasing his own dinner, to come to the aid of his mate, which laid lifeless just a few yards from us.

The animal nudged his mate gently, and then let out a deafening roar when she did not respond. He crouched low to the ground and growled menacingly at Bella and me. I moved to pull Bella behind me as the animal made his slow approach. Bella knew that it was still habit to put myself between her and any potential threat against her, no matter how small.

I knew logically that the animal in front of us was no stronger than the one that Bella had slain just moments before, but my baser side only acknowledged the large male predator that had his sights set on my mate. Bella heard all of this in my mind, and she allowed me to move to protect her without argument.

I was still a good five feet away from her, but thankfully, I was closer to the beast and he turned all of his attention to me. Bella moved slowly until she was standing directly behind me, but still a few yards away.

Bella retreated slowly, and I began to back into the trees, keeping the large cat directly in front of me. He hissed and growled and made no move to back down when I responded with a growl of my own. I crouched down into a defensive position, ready to pounce at the first sign that the jaguar intended to attack.

Bella didn't adjust her position when I did and the male locked his eyes on her and charged forward. I braced myself to catch him but just as he began to leap forward, he was thrown in the other direction instead. It looked as if some unseen force had propelled him backwards more than fifty feet.

"Edward. Please tell me I stopped him in time. He didn't hurt you did he?" Bella was frantically calling as I stared intently at the large animal as it rallied itself and rose to its feet limping slightly as he slowly made his way towards us again.

"Wait, what? You did that, Bella? How?" I asked incredulously as I turned to face her. She shrugged and looked up at me through her lashes.

"I couldn't let you get hurt. I have that instinct to protect you too, you know," she smirked when I rolled my eyes at her explanation. The jaguar crouched to pounce and let out a painful cry as it added weight to its left rear leg.

"We'll discuss this later, my love," I told Bella before I wrestled the jaguar into submission so that I could end its misery.

I snapped his neck and quickly drained the poor creature. It was easier now to feel pity for the great beast that had lost his mate, now that my own mate was safe. I was aware that Bella was watching me and it gave me a rush of pride knowing that she was observing me, just as I had observed her.

I quickly buried both of the jaguar's carcasses and turned to find Bella still staring at me. She had a strange expression on her face. It was some amalgamation of love, lust and pride. In her thoughts I only heard one word repeating over and over in her psyche.

MINE!

She flew at me, and in her enthusiasm, she inadvertently pushed me off my feet and then fell on top of me, causing me to land on the forest floor with a thud.

"Oops. I didn't mean to tackle you like that. Are you okay?" she looked a little sheepish as I laughed. I took a deep breath and reached out to stroke her cheek with the back of my hand, gathering my wits back about me.

"'Okay' is a gross understatement of how extraordinary I feel right now, Love." I crushed my lips up to hers. I took her bottom lip between mine, nibbling gently on it, and then moved to do the same thing with the top. She panted breathlessly, giving me the opportunity to slide the tip of my tongue into her mouth. She met it with her own in an instant, and we kissed feverishly for what felt like hours.

I started to lose myself in my need for her, and felt myself harden against her as I seriously contemplated ripping the remainder of Bella's clothes from her body and taking her as I had wanted to do since we began hunting.

Bella's hand curled into the fabric of my shirt. I started to hope that she was about to tear it off me, but she surprised me by shaking her head no. She stood quickly, and reached to pull me up with her. She studiously ignored my silent protests and attempts to coerce her into making love to me right then.

"Edward, we have a lot to discuss, and I really think we should call Carlisle. I know that he'd be interested in what happened today." I sighed, nodding. She was right of course, but I couldn't help wishing that she would have come to this conclusion after she had allowed me to ravage her for hours.

I slipped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me, burying my nose in her hair. I kissed the top of her head and groaned as I breathed in her scent; it was obvious the she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

I led her back to the jeep, all the while trying to quell my desire for her body, and managed to succeed barely. I calmed myself with the promise that we would come together again soon. Later, but soon.

Bella looked up at me with a smile of understanding, and kissed the side of my neck softly as she brushed past me to hop up into the passenger seat of the vehicle. We were quiet on the ride back to the rental company and the boat trip back to the island. We were both lost in our own thoughts of what had occurred this afternoon.

Bella had absolutely no bloodlust and seemed to be sharing my self control, and more intriguing than that was the fact that Bella had the power to throw a three hundred pound jaguar more than fifty feet, using only her mind.

The more I thought about this, the more I realized that Bella was right and that we needed to contact Carlisle as soon as possible. I was relieved when immediately; he agreed to come to the island. Emmett and Jasper decided to accompany him just in case Jasper's gift or Emmett's strength were needed to help recreate a climate of fear or strain in order for Bella's newfound gift to make itself known again.

All that was left to do was wait for them to arrive, and I knew just what to do to pass the time. It was later after all!