AN: Some people are getting a bit eager for the hinted threeway with Leah, lol. Be patient, there's just one or two things that have to happen first. ;)
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Chapter 16:
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The following afternoon found us in bed. The girl was sore between her legs from last night but I was very gentle. I was sitting back against the headboard and the girl was laying back between my legs with her own legs wide open, moaning and smiling as I petted that area between her thighs. I did it very slowly and lovingly and it took over half an hour before she gasped and climaxed, grinning as the hot waves of lust rolled over her body and chuckling as they all washed away.
After that she drew her legs together and turned in my lap and smiled at me.
"Thanks," she said. "That was amazing."
I removed my hands from between her thighs and licked my fingers saucily. "My pleasure," I said. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"Not at all."
"Good. Last night we got very carried away. Look at your poor boobs."
I took one of them in my hand and gave it a soothing caress. Each of them had shallow knife marks in them, small red lines in that otherwise perfect white softness. She chuckled and placed her own hand over mine.
"It doesn't even hurt," she said. "The cuts'll heal in a couple days. Then maybe you can cut them again."
She grinned but I shook my head.
"I think you've had enough cutting for a while," I said. "From now on you're due a little gentleness."
"That's okay, I guess. I like it gentle too. I like everything you do to me."
She was still laying back between my legs where I sat against pillows propped against the headboard and now she turned her face and lifted her lips for me to kiss. I kissed her , slow and lovingly like how I had made love to her, and then she smiled at me.
"I love you, Victoria," she said.
I smiled back. "I love you too."
She giggled and pecked my lips one more time and then she settled back against me for me to cuddle her. I loved to cuddle her. In some ways I liked to cuddle her even more than I liked to fuck her. Or torture her. Or perhaps it's the pain that made the cuddling all the more sweeter.
I began stroking her body while she lay there, running my hands up and down her midriff. She murmured and squirmed and she might've purred like a cat if she was able.
"So what do you want to do today?" I asked her.
"Nothing much. Just this."
I chuckled and placed a kiss in her hair. "You really are such a mindless slut, aren't you?"
She turned in my arms and wrapped her own arms around my neck to look into my face. "Was that supposed to be a compliment?"
I smiled and stroked back her hair with my hand. "Of course."
She leaned and gave me a kiss, our breasts pressing together. She held her lips to mine for a moment and then she settled back between my legs. I resumed petting her.
"Seriously, though," I said. "Perhaps we should get you out of the house more often. Don't you get bored of being home all the time?"
"Why would I get bored with you here?"
I chuckled and gave her a squeeze. "Well, as much as I love to keep you as thoroughly entertained as possible, don't you also want some kind of life? A job, perhaps? A career?"
"A job? What would I want a job for?"
"To keep you occupied?"
"I'm occupied enough with your pussy. Besides, we got plenty of money, don't we?"
I nodded and sighed. I'd had these things on my mind for a while now and it felt like a decent time to talk about it. "I suppose," I said. "I just feel that we should start thinking about the future. Long term. The honeymoon doesn't last forever and I don't want us to become complacent. For that matter, I'm not sure how long we should remain in Seattle. I'm not all that eager to bump into Heidi again and it's still possible for those Cullens to come track you down."
"I kind of wish they would. I wonder what Edward would say if he could see me now?"
She turned her face to look up at me, laying back between my legs with cuts on her breasts and such a slavish look on her face. The smile on her face was intriguing, as if she really did hope for him to see her with me so she could taunt him with it. Quite a change from when he was her only hope for rescue. The idea intrigued me as well. James hadn't been my mate but I had been devastated at his loss all the same and perhaps here between my legs was the perfect revenge against the man who killed him. But at the same time none of that was much of a priority anymore. Our relationship was much too precious to take chances with. The notion of revenge was all well and good but what if I failed and got killed? What if Ms Swan got killed? No. The risk just wasn't worth it.
She was still looking at me, waiting to see what I thought, and I smiled at her and took her hand and laced my fingers with hers.
"Why, I'm sure he would be speechless to see his loved one so defiled," I said noncommittally.
"Yeah," she said in an impish whisper, gazing into my eyes. "You defiled me alright."
Then she giggled and kissed me, pressing her mouth onto mine and then again, moaning pleasurably. I chuckled into the kiss and finally she pulled back and grinned at me.
"So where would we go if we left Seattle?" she asked.
"East, I suppose. Perhaps all the way to New York. The climate there ought to be manageable. And perhaps after we arrange some passports we could go all the way to England."
"England?"
"Why not? It's been a long time since I was home."
"I'd love to see where you're from."
I smiled and gave a nod. "It's settled then. We'll find a nice cottage in the country. And perhaps acquire some cats or a dog. A victim or two chained in the cellar. And it'll be just me and you, happily ever after."
"Sounds nice," she said happily. Then she chuckled.
The chuckle came after an odd delay and it caused me to smile and tilt my head. "What's so funny?"
She shrugged a bare shoulder and looked into my eyes with her own eyes all dark and bright and beautiful. "Nothing," she said. "It's just, I remember you used to talk about how much you liked being a nomad. You said you never wanted to settle down. That it was boring."
That was true, I had always felt that way. Traveling the world and indulging a variety of victims was what I lived for.
But that was before Ms Swan.
Now everything had changed. Things had fallen into place that were never there before. Falling in love with her had changed my perspective about a lot of things. Made me realize how important love really was. That when you find the person you're supposed to be with you want to be with her all the time. Forever.
So I smiled and gave a shrug of my own bare shoulder.
"Perhaps I just never had anyone that I wanted to settle down with," I said.
She smiled coyly. "You mean me?"
"Of course I mean you, silly."
"Do you really love me that much?"
I chuckled at the question and lifted my hand to stroke back her hair as she gazed at me. "I love you more than anything," I told her. "More than I ever thought it was possible to love another person."
She smiled as I continued to caress her hair. Her eyes were searching mine and slowly her smile grew.
"And you really want to settle down with me? Like…being married?"
Her choice of words made me chuckle. She seemed to be realizing for the first time that this was actually a very serious relationship. Perhaps until now she hadn't really thought about it. She was still very young but I was glad she was responding to this so well.
I smiled at her and cupped her face.
"Yes," I said. "I want to be with you forever, Ms Swan."
A blush began to burn on her cheeks and after a moment of gazing into my eyes she nodded and giggled.
"Me too," she said.
Then she pressed her lips to mine and applied a deep kiss.
I moaned and let my mouth open, moaning again at the entrance of her tongue. She moaned as well and shifted in my lap, turning to face me and take my face in her hands. She stroked my cheeks and my neck, pushing her tongue inside my mouth, and even after all this time I was still intoxicated by the warmth of it. By how lucky I was to have this girl in my life. Bella. My love.
My own arms had wrapped around her naked body and I was about to roll her over and do her all over again but then she broke the kiss and giggled.
"Hey, I just thought of something," she said. "I need to go shopping quickly."
I was surprised. "Of course. Just let me shower quickly, and—"
"No, no, no, I'll go myself," she said, already climbing out of the bed. "I just need some cash."
Again I was surprised but a little worried now too.
Why did she want to go alone?
Did I do something wrong?
"Take as much as you need," I said, referring to money.
She was getting dressed and I was rather anxious at the suddenness. She didn't even bother putting on underwear, she just stepped into a pair of jeans and zipped them up, and then she pulled a top over her bare breasts. She grabbed a hair brush and ran it through her tangled dark locks quickly and then she pulled on her boots with no socks.
After that she grabbed the car keys from the dresser and her phone before kneeling at the dufflebag and removing whole fistfuls of cash that she stuffed into all three pockets of her jeans. Then she put on a jacket and stuffed even more cash into the jacket pockets. By now I had sat up in the bed and I had pulled the sheets over my lap to cover myself a little, somehow feeling that a little propriety was called for.
"Is something the matter, my love?" I asked, trying to keep the anxiousness out of my voice.
But she turned to me, grinning, and came over to place another big kiss on my mouth.
"Nothing at all," she said. "I'll be back soon, okay?"
Before I could answer she kissed me again once more and then she giggled and turned and scampered out of the room.
I was quite frazzled to say the least. What had gotten into her? At first I just laid down on the pillow and tried to make sense of why she was going out. Obviously there was something on her mind. But what? One minute we were talking about how much we loved each other and wanted to be with each other and then the next minute she was out the door. How perplexing. And why by herself? All I could think of was that she had some kind of surprise in mind but I couldn't imagine what. So far she had been rather passive in her affections. She showed how much she loved me by allowing me to do all the things I liked to her. It wasn't like her to take any kind of initiative—assuming that's what she was doing.
I decided to stop worrying about it and go for a shower. It really was quite silly that I was worried. Part of me was even afraid that I might not see her again. That she might go to the police and seek escape from me the way she used to when I first kidnapped her. It was hard to believe such a thing could even occur to me after all we'd been through. Just last night she had allowed me to tie her to a coffeetable and mutilate her breasts with a kitchen knife before begging me to rape her with a strapon. I think by now it was fairly clear that she wanted to be with me of her own free will.
Still, it didn't feel right to let her go out alone, and while I showered my thought turned anxiously to Heidi. I had no idea what to expect from my old friend but what if she harboured some kind of grudge against Bella? And now Bella was out there all alone with no one to protect her. Heidi would have no idea, of course, and I didn't think Heidi would stoop that far, but still, I didn't like the idea. If it had occurred to me before Bella left I never would've let her go. Until we had relocated somewhere it probably wasn't safe for her to be on her own. Heidi could be dangerous. I was half tempted to call her and tell her to come home right away but I didn't. Heidi was still my old friend, no matter how unpleasant our last encounter was, and I couldn't imagine she would ever seek to hurt me in that way.
After I got out of the shower I dried off and put on a bathrobe. The afternoon was advancing and already Bella had been out over an hour. I wish I knew how long she would be. I was blowdrying my hair when I heard a knock on the door. At first I wasn't sure so I turned off the hairdryer and listened again. There was another knock and I felt a little misgiving. Bella wouldn't knock if it was her, she had keys, so who else could it be? Ms Clearwater?
I figured I'd better answer it so I hurried downstairs and made sure my robe was closed tightly around my nakedness. Wouldn't want to give our young landlady any ideas. Not just yet, anyway. Before anymore threeways I needed to talk about it with Bella and make sure we shared exactly the same sentiments. No more awkwardness or discomfort. I was coming down the stairs when there was another knock, louder this time. It made me smile. The poor girl was obviously very intrigued by Bella and I. I could tell when we bumped into her last night. She would make for a very lovely threeway, assuming Bella felt the same way.
"Just a minute!" I called out.
Pausing at the closed door, I took a moment to straighten my hair and loosen my robe just a little. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to be a little suggestive. I then reached for the door knob and pulled it open and—
It wasn't Ms Clearwater.
It was Heidi.
My smile fell away from my mouth slowly. She was standing there in a coat and scarf with large sunglasses over her eyes. I hadn't expected to see her so soon and perhaps never again. Her eyes were hiding behind the sunglasses and now she removed them and revealed a sadness in those dark red orbs that I wasn't sure I had ever seen in them. Sadness and loneliness. I looked at her and blinked, totally unprepared.
"Heidi," I said.
She folded the sunglasses and put them in her handbag. When she looked up again, her eyes had hardened a little. "I saw her leave and I wanted to speak to you alone," she said.
Saw her leave? Bella? But how? How could she have seen Bella leave unless…
"You've been stalking us?" I asked her, more in disbelief than anger. I would never have expected that kind of behaviour from Heidi.
Heidi ignored that and pushed past me into the house. I closed the door and turned to face her, supressing the gnawing of fear that had begun in my stomach. I wasn't afraid for myself but Heidi had seen Bella leave the house. Seen her leave my protection. What if something could've happened to her? What if Heidi—
Heidi pulled off her scarf and turned to me with her hair down.
"I'll put this as plainly as possible, Victoria," she said. "I love you."
My mouth fell open.
She watched me, waiting for some kind of reaction. The longer the silence stretched, the more desperate her eyes became. I could see it building in them like a dark red storm, brooding just below the surface as she struggled to supress it.
"It's taken me a long time to realize that, but it's true," she said. "I want to be with you. I…"
She reached for me.
I stepped back, my brows drawing into a frown. "I thought I already made myself clear that night at the hotel," I said. "Bella is my mate. Not you."
She shook her head feverishly. "The only thing clear to me is how much I love you."
"Heidi…"
"Please, Victoria," she went on, her voice rising a pitch. "You have no idea how much it pains me to admit this. To make myself vulnerable. But I can do it because I love you. I really do. I can't believe it's taken me so long to realize but perhaps this is what it took. You had to become unavailable for me to realize how precious you are to me."
I didn't answer, I just looked at her sadly. Her eyes were round and desperate with none of the composed confidence that I had loved about her all these centuries. She took a step toward me.
"But you don't have to be unavailable, Victoria," she whispered. "Leave the human. Kill her. Let me kill her. Please. You deserve so much better than a whore like her. Think of all the years we've had together. All the memories. All the affections. Are you really going to throw all that away? For her?"
I shook my head and drew back again. "Please don't make me do this, Heidi."
"I could say the same thing to you. Please, Victoria. Don't make me beg for you."
"Heidi—"
There was still two feet of floorboards between us but suddenly she swooped forward and—
Kissed me.
Surprise squirmed up in my stomach and for a second I did nothing. I allowed her lips to mash against mine and her hands to cup my face. There was even a flutter of delight. Delight to be desired so much. By such a dear friend. Such a gorgeous and powerful woman. Only she wasn't so powerful right now. These feelings for me had shaken her composure and reduced her to a jilted lover and for a moment I was even tempted to return the kiss. To restore her confidence and power over me and let her take me and show me the full extent of her passion.
But the moment was very brief and suddenly it felt wrong. Bella was my mate. Not Heidi. My brows gathered into a frown as I tried to pull back. But her hands held me tight and pulled me closer to her mouth. She moaned and tried to part my lips with her tongue. My mouth opened involuntarily and the entrance of that wet and unwelcome appendage caused a sudden welling of disgust and fury from the pit of my stomach. I tried to pull back a second time, but she held tight again, and suddenly—
—I wrenched backwards and slapped her.
The sound echoed all through the sparsely furnished house. She stumbled back and stared at me in disbelief, holding her cheek with one hand. It couldn't have hurt physically but emotionally she was devastated.
I glared at her for a second and then I turned and opened the front door.
"Get out," I said. "Right now."
She was still holding her cheek and her eyes were hurt and wounded.
"No," she said.
For some reason this stunned me. "Excuse me?"
"I'm not going anywhere."
"Get out now, Heidi, or I'll throw you out."
"I'm not leaving, Victoria," she said softly. "I want you."
Then she started taking off her clothes.
Her coat first, shrugging it off and letting it fall behind her. Underneath she was wearing a blouse and a skirt. Her fingers began unbuttoning her blouse and I quickly shut the door and hissed at her.
"What are you doing?!"
She smiled and took off the blouse and let it drop. Her bra had the catch in the front and now she opened it to reveal her large round breasts. I stared at them, unexpected waves of lust assailing my body and rolling over me hotly.
Heidi saw it in my face and smiled and dropped the bra and then she turned and started toward the stairs.
"Heidi!" I gasped in shock and indignation. "What are you doing?! Stop right now!"
I followed her up stairs, scared to get close lest I rip the remainder of her clothes from her body. She was unzipping her skirt and she smiled at me over her shoulder as she went down the corridor, smirking like a beckoning siren, and then she paused to lower the skirt to the floor, bending and revealing a pair of sexy panties. My throat closed over. She rose and smirked again over her shoulder and then she continued into the bedroom, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pushing them down as she walked and letting them fall.
I followed her into the bedroom, now completely silent. My heart was racing and my pussy was throbbing. It was the submissiveness. It was so unlike Heidi. She had always been so strong and confident. A woman like her would never simply strip and offer herself. But that's what she was doing and it was driving me crazy. She was wearing absolutely nothing but a nice pair of high heels and now she slipped them off and gazed about the room. There were sextoys on the nightstand and a few articles of clothes scattered on the floor, mostly Bella's. Heidi took it all in and smirked and turned to me with her hands on her hips.
"So this is your bedroom, is it?"
I swallowed the venom that had salivated hungrily in my mouth. "Heidi, if you don't leave this very minute…"
"You'll what? Throw me out forcibly? Like this?"
She smiled, standing there naked, and then she turned and climbed onto the bed. On her hands and knees, crawling like a cat with her beautiful legs and her ass displayed in all their voluptuous perfection. She reached the pillows and she took one of them and put it to her nose and inhaled deeply. Then she snorted and smirked and lowered the pillow again.
"I will say one thing for the girl," she said. "She does smell divine."
I glared at her naked body, anger and indignation finally beginning to overwhelm the insane lust she had triggered in me. "Get off from there."
Heidi laughed and lay back and spread her legs wide open.
"Oh, Victoria," she said. "Please stop fighting it. I know I have. Just come to me. Take me. Please. My body burns for you."
The mound of her entrance was fully revealed to me between her gorgeous thighs and now she used her fingers to stroke enticingly at her folds, beckoning me forward, daring me, tempting me. A spasm of lust clenched at my vagina, so powerful it was painful, but I shook my head and looked at her in disgust.
"You're disgusting," I said.
She smiled at that, as if it turned her on, and then she sat up and shifted onto her knees. "Are you truly going to make me beg, Victoria? Fine. I will, if that's what it takes."
She arranged herself on the mattress submissively, kneeling there like a servant girl with her hands on her lap and her breasts bunched between her arms. Her dark red eyes gazed at me from across the bed and she fixed them in the most supplicating and submissive way she could manage.
"Please, Victoria," she said in a sultry beg. "Please. Don't deny me. We belong together, you know we do. Just come here and take my hand. You'll see. I'll show you."
She offered a hand and I wandered toward the bed. My whole body was throbbing. My vagina. My throat. My heart. I was wearing nothing but the bathrobe I had put on after my shower and it would've been so easy to take it off. To let it fall and climb into the bed and into Heidi's arms. My voice came out soft and lost.
"Heidi…"
Heidi smiled and used her hand to untie my robe. The sash came loose and the robe opened, revealing just a thin vertical swathe of my body. She smiled at that as well and then she used that hand to move the robe away from one of my breasts.
"You're so beautiful," she whispered. "Why must you torment me so, my love?"
I didn't answer. She was looking at my exposed breast and now she leaned and took the nipple into her mouth.
I shivered.
It was wrong but I shivered. Why did it feel so good? What was she doing to me? A soft moan came out of her and she gave the nipple a small suckle. She then licked it and placed a kiss on it with her soft lips and then she licked it again, lifting her eyes to mine.
"Please, Victoria," she whispered. "End my suffering and tell me we can be together."
"I can't," I choked out.
"Then at least let me try and change your mind, hm?"
She sucked again at the nipple. Harder this time. I moaned and I wanted to pull away with all my heart. But it was my body that rooted me in place and perhaps my body had always been stronger.
"Come into the bed, Victoria," she whispered to my breast, licking it, kissing it. "Come into the bed and we'll be together."
My hands wove into her hair. She took this for encouragement, as if I was holding her to my breast. And perhaps it was. But then a small revulsion began to form in my stomach as I watched her tease my nipple with her mouth, this whore, this woman who hated my mate, and slowly it grew until finally I clenched my hands in her hair and tore her away from it.
With that, the lust instantly transformed into anger.
How dare she do this to me?
How dare she try and tempt me away from my Bella?
Suddenly I couldn't even think clearly. I was so overwhelmed with rage at what she had almost tricked me into doing that I wanted to kill her. But instead I just slapped her. I still had a handful of her hair and I slapped her again, and again, slapping her across her beautiful face while she struggled against my grip, naked, squirming, shameless.
"Stop," she sobbed, so upset and embarrassed that she couldn't even fight back. "Stop, please!"
I didn't listen, I just dragged her off the bed by her hair and continued dragging her all the way downstairs. It was basically the reverse of what I had done to Bella last night. Last night I had dragged Bella up into our room to make violent love to her. Now I was dragging Heidi down to throw her out.
Heidi struggled and sobbed as she bounced down the stairs, naked, and then I threw her toward the pile of her clothes on the floor.
"Put your clothes on, you vile whore," I seethed at her. "Hurry up before Bella gets home."
She struggled to her feet, crying without tears, and grabbed up her blouse.
"You're going to regret this, Victoria," she blubbered. "I'm going to—"
"Shut up," I hissed before she could utter anything even resembling a threat. "Don't you even dare. Utter even one threat towards Ms Swan and I'll kill you right this instant. Remember that, Heidi. If any harm comes to Bella, any harm whatsoever, I'm going to find you and I going to burn your disgusting body to ashes."
I had also grabbed her skirt while I had been dragging her down the corridor and now I threw it at her. She glared at me and caught it and then she stepped into it and zipped it up. After that she put her coat on as well. Her dark mahogany hair was all tangled around her head and her blouse was untucked and buttoned wrongly but she was fit enough to be thrown out into the street.
I opened the front door and pointed outside without speaking.
She came over, sniffling from how hurt and upset she was, and looked outside hesitatingly. As if there was something out there she was afraid of. I waited, glaring at her, and she turned back to me.
"Victoria, please," she whimpered. "Don't do this. I love you. I really do. I'll do anything, please, just…"
I grabbed her by the nape of her neck and kissed her.
Then I threw her out.
She stumbled down the steps on the sidewalk, barefoot, and looked up at me sadly. I glared at her and ignored the sliver of sympathy that glimmered within the rage.
"Goodbye, Heidi," I said. "Don't ever come near me or Bella again."
Then I slammed the door.
For a while afterwards it was all I could do to try and calm down. It was hard to believe what had happened. It had been such a normal day, nothing but relaxing and love making with Bella. Then Heidi showed up and suddenly a five hundred year old friendship was shattered. Why had she forced me to do that? Why was she so unreasonable? In all these centuries she had never once been burdened by romantic feeling. Now the mishandling of those feelings had cost her the one woman she claimed to have truly loved. Why couldn't she just leave me be with my mate? Why couldn't she respect my own feelings?
I shook my head and now my thoughts turned to worry. Bella was still out there unprotected. In the state Heidi was in, I couldn't be sure what she was capable of. Dammit, why did Bella have to disappear like that? If she had only allowed me to take her shopping none of this would've occurred.
I went upstairs and grabbed my phone off the dresser but before I dialled I stopped and considered the best approach. After all, I couldn't tell Bella that Heidi had been here and taken her clothes off and sucked on one of my tits. I had rebuffed her, of course, but I didn't think Bella would be all that happy about it. I didn't want to scare her either by mentioning she might be in danger. After all, I didn't even know for sure. Heidi had almost threatened her but I managed to stop her before she did and give her a pretty stern warning. And beyond that, we still had five hundred years of love and friendship between us. As much as I hurt her just now I couldn't possibly believe she would retaliate so unspeakably.
So in the end I didn't call. Instead I sent a text.
Where are you?
It took her a minute to reply. Heidi's panties and her shoes were on the floor and I quickly scooped them up and bought them into the kitchen. I was stuffing them into a garbage bag when the reply came through.
It's a secret. :)
I let out a shaky sigh. At least nothing had happened to her yet and there was still this surprise of hers to look forward too. I wanted to ask her again until she told me, so that I could at least go find her and protect her from a distance, but I didn't want to ruin her surprise either. Perhaps it was reckless but I also didn't want to believe the worst of Heidi either. So instead I just told her to hurry.
I want you so bad.
Hurry home as quick as you can. :)
I hoped that would quicken her shopping trip but I still felt very anxious. I took the garbage bag outside, holding the bathrobe closed around my body, and threw it in the trash bins and then I went back inside to shower. Anxiety continued to gnaw at my stomach under the hot water and I tried to convince myself that Bella would get home safely. That my texts would cause her to hurry and that Heidi would never hurt her anyway. True she had tried to kill her that night at the hotel but that was different. She needed my approval first. Without my approval she would never do it.
But didn't I make it very clear today that I would never want her?
Was there really anything stopping her anymore?
But I pushed those thoughts away and dried off and put some clothes on in case I had to leave the house quickly. I spent about half an hour with the phone in my hand, pacing back and forth in the bedroom, and finally I texted again to ask where she was. This time she replied that she was getting something to eat and a few texts later I was able to discreetly acquire a location from her. It was a hotdog stand at the mall.
Instantly I was out of the house and I used my vampire speed to navigate alleys and sidestreets until I reached the mall. By the time I tracked her down she had only eaten half her hotdog. She had a couple bags in one hand and she was browsing a clothes store while she eating with the other hand. No sign of Heidi. I felt relieved but I kept watch, texting one more time for her to hurry home. I could actually watch her face from across the store as she read the text and my heart swelled at the smile that came over her mouth as she replied that she was on her way right now.
After that I followed her out into the parking lot. Still no sign of Heidi. I was glad that I had been overreacting. Because if I had spotted Heidi anywhere near Bella, there would be no more excuses. I would have to kill her. Which would be a shame because I knew she was only confused right now. She had never been in love before, not in five hundred years, and she wasn't sure how to handle it. But she would calm down eventually. Perhaps our friendship was over but eventually she would move on and find someone else. It would truly be a shame if anyone had to die over this.
I made sure to reach the house before Bella did and I positioned myself in the kitchen to greet her when she came back. I put the coffeemachine on, as an excuse to even be in there, and then finally I heard the key in the lock of the front door. My heart started racing and finally she came in, smiling to see me and carrying a couple of shopping bags.
"Hey," she said. "Sorry I took so long, but I figured I might as well have something to eat while I was out so we won't have to bother about dinner. I want tonight to be—"
I came around the kitchen counter and hugged her abruptly.
"Oh," she chuckled, hugging me back with one arm. "Everything okay?"
I held her tight and squeezed my eyes shut against the waves of relief washing over me. I don't know what I would've done if anything had happened to her. My Bella. God, she smells so nice. But I didn't want to scare her about anything so I let her go and just smiled as casually as possible.
"Everything's fine," I said. "I'm just happy to see you."
She giggled and placed her bags on the counter. "Me too."
"But I'm confused as well," I added, reaching for the bags. "What on earth was so important that you had to rush out and go shopping so urgently?"
She slapped my hand away from the bags playfully. "It's a surprise."
"A surprise?"
She nodded and smiled and the smile was so bright it was practically beaming. Whatever was on her mind was obviously something very special. "Yeah," she said. "I had an idea while we were in bed before. You're always doing special stuff for me, so now it's my turn to do something special for you."
I smiled as well, touched, but I still didn't know what she meant. "What do you mean?"
"It's a surprise," she repeated teasingly, and then she noticed something on the floor. "Who's bra is that?"
Oh crap.
I turned and looked at what she was pointing at. Heidi's bra, laying under the sideboard by the stairs. It must've gotten kicked over there and I never saw it. How careless of me. But I chuckled to allay any suspicion and hurried to pick it up before she could see it better.
"Oh, it's mine," I said. "I must've dropped it when I was putting my things in the hamper."
She nodded normally, thinking nothing of it. I suppose that was the wonderful thing of a lesbian relationship. When your partner finds a bra in the house that doesn't belong to her you can always claim it's your own.
The rest of the afternoon proceeded without any drama. I stayed with the girl while she had some coffee and teased me a little more about this surprise. Her excitement was succeeding in distracting my anxieties away from Heidi. It occurred to me that maybe it was wrong to conceal the truth from her but I felt it was for the best. Heidi had already caused so many problems between us. I didn't want her to cause any more. After today she was hopefully out of our life for the foreseeable future.
So I put it all out of my head and focused on Bella. She said that I had wait till night time for my surprise and I suggested that perhaps I could go down on her while we wait. But she said that would also ruin the surprise. I was beginning to have some idea of what this surprise might be. Obviously it was something of a sexual nature and I did recognize one of the bags was from a lingerie shop that we had been to before. I was delighted, naturally, but perhaps just a little disappointed as well. Only a little. Kinky sex might be special to regular couples but to us it wasn't really undiscovered territory. Perhaps I could've used something more emotional, especially after that drama with Heidi.
Still, it was very sweet of her to arrange something on her own and I was very excited. I just hoped it wouldn't involve any violence. Tonight I really needed to be gentle with her. To make love.
The hours were very long while we waited but soon we were in the shower together. It had become a regular method of foreplay for us, to fondle each other a little and play with each other's soapy breasts and buttocks. By the time we came out we were both quite horny. The girl told me not to put on any clothes and to relax on the bed while she got ready. I sat down and crossed my legs while she arranged candles around the room. She had bought them today at an aroma therapy store and she lit them with a match. Soon the room was filled with the scent of vanilla and jasmine and after she turned off the light the entire bedroom was cast in a warm orange glow.
She tossed the box of matches onto the dresser and giggled.
"I know it's not that special, but at least it's something," she said. "It's just too bad I can't cook for you. I would've loved to make you dinner."
I smiled at her naked body, leaning back on the bed with a pleasant insistence between my crossed legs. "Me too," I said. "Instead I suppose you could supply the dessert."
She giggled again and snagged two bags from the floor. One of them was the bag of lingerie, I wasn't sure what the other one was. "I will, but I have to get dressed first. Relax and get comfortable, okay? I'll be right back."
She then pranced out of the room and hurried to the bathroom.
I sighed and shuffled backwards on the bed to arrange myself in a sultry pose, sitting there with my legs tucked under me to await my darling love. Idly I wondered why she hadn't bought me any lingerie either. I would've been more than happy to wear anything she wanted.
The candles were nice, though. I smiled around at them and inhaled the lovely scent. Nice and romantic. Just what I needed. Even though this was her surprise it was going to be me who made very special love to her tonight. I needed to. Part of me felt bad about Heidi but that part would go away once I reminded myself how much I loved Bella. With all my heart and body.
I sighed again, wishing she would hurry, and then finally I could hear the click of heels on the floorboards of the corridor. I smiled at the empty doorway in anticipation and then a soft gasp of wonder came out of me as she appeared.
She was clad entirely in white.
Pure white. Beginning with white shoes on her feet. Patent leather and shiny. Then white stockings on her white legs all the way up to her thighs. They were attached to a white lace garter belt over a white lace corset that bunched her breasts into two large white mounds. The only thing dark on her was her hair and the only color was her lipstick. Her lipstick was ravishing red and she smiled coyly as my eyes rose to her face. There was also dark makeup around her eyes and a light dusting of blush on her cheeks.
I stared at her and my voice came out in a breathless whisper.
"Oh my god," I said.
Her face lit up and made her even more beautiful. She came into the room, turning to close the door behind her. My eyes roamed over her back and her buttocks. Nothing covered them at all but a strip of white lace that was hidden between them.
She turned back to me and came toward the bed, smiling, her shoes clicking gently on the boards.
"What do you think?" she asked coyly, holding out her arms. "I wanted something special."
I nodded at her, mystified at how beautiful she was. I had never seen her more beautiful.
"It is," I breathed. "You look incredible."
She tucked some hair behind her ear and giggled. "Thanks. I got it at a bridal boutique store."
My throat tightened as she climbed into the bed. The scent of her perfume washed over me and almost caused me to black out from desire. I could hardly contain myself. I was still sitting there in the bed and I looked at her in an agony of want.
"Oh, Bella," I said. "You're so beautiful. You have no idea how much I appreciate this. This is the best surprise I could've hoped for."
I cupped her face and went to kiss her.
But she giggled and pulled back playfully.
"Actually, this isn't the surprise," she said.
"It's not?"
"Nope. The surprise is this."
She had something in her hand and now I looked down.
Sitting in her palm were two small black felt jewellery boxes.
Ring boxes.
My heart stopped and my eyes burned with tears that I could never shed. The shock was overwhelming. The surprise. I lifted my eyes to her face and she smiled at me softly, coyly, almost embarrassed.
"I mean, I know it's sudden," she said. "And I know we never actually talked about it, but…"
She looked down at the boxes and then up at me again with an indescribable love and warmth in her eyes and I could see the candleflames reflected in those glossy black pools of beautifulness.
"But you said yourself this afternoon," she went on. "You want to be with me forever. And I definitely want to be with you forever. So…"
She opened one of the boxes.
I gasped.
It was a diamond ring set in whitegold.
I covered my mouth with one hand and gazed at her, almost quivering and coming apart from the happiness coursing through me. She smiled at my reaction and removed the ring from the satin cushion and set down the other box on the mattress.
"It's a promise ring," she said. "I figure since we can't actually get married, we might as well do our own thing. What do you think?"
I lowered my hand and opened my mouth and after a while I blurted:
"I'm speechless."
"In a good way?"
"Oh, Bella," I blubbered, covering my mouth again.
She giggled at that and took my hand away from my mouth. I whimpered from the touch and let every bone in my arm go loose. No contact in my life had ever been more powerful. Her warm fingers held me gently as she began to thread the ring onto my finger.
"Okay, um…what's your full name?" she asked.
I sniffed. "Victoria Rachelle Lefevre."
She smiled at how it rolled off my tongue and continued to hold my hand. "Victoria Rachelle Lefevre…I love you with all my heart and I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Will you let me be yours?"
"Yes," I sobbed. "Yes."
She smiled and then she leaned and placed a kiss on the corner of my mouth. The sweetness of it made me sob again and as soon as she let go of my hand I quickly grabbed up the other box and opened it.
Inside was a ring identical to the one already on my finger and I took it out of its satin cushion.
"Isabella Marie Swan," I said, taking her hand and slipping the ring onto her finger. "You are everything to me. I exist only to love you. Please make me the happiest woman in the world and promise to be mine for all eternity."
She smiled brightly and gave me a nod. "I promise."
I sniffled and continued holding her hand, gazing at her face. She took my other hand and set it side by side with her own so that we could look at both rings. The diamonds shimmered in the candlelight and I could hardly tell who's hand was who's.
We were One.
"Oh, Bella," I said, my voice trembling. "I wish I could cry so much. I don't know what I'm going to do if I can't let all this happiness out."
She let go of my hand and smiled at me with the corner of it curved into a smirk.
"You can let it out on me," she said.
Instantly the happiness twisted into lust and I threw myself at her in a kiss. Her arms went around my naked back and I could feel the lace of her corset against my breasts and the softness of her own breasts behind them. I sobbed into the kiss and gripped her back and grabbed her buttocks with one hand and dimpled my fingers into that amazing softness.
"Oh, Bella," I groaned. "Oh, Bella."
She moaned in response and I flung her around and set her on her back to make love to her.
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AN: Victoria's actual last name in the novels is Sutherland, but I used the name of her actress instead because it's just so sexier, lol. Hope you liked that scene. A reviewer mentioned that Bella should do something nice for Victoria and that's what gave me the idea. I use a lot of suggestions from reviewers, so don't be shy with the comments. Next chapter soon. :)