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Bella.
I was feeling nervous. It wasn't like I had never dated before, but there was something about Edward that made me excited and anxious at the same time.
A knock at the door broke me from my thoughts. Brushing my hands down the front of my dress, I took a deep breath and opened the door.
Standing in front of me wearing a dark blue suit, and holding a bunch of wildflowers, was Edward. My God, he was handsome.
"Isabella, you are a vision." Grabbing my hand, he lifts it to his lips. "An Angel." He looked at me with a small smirk. I had to stop myself from rubbing my legs together to relieve the tension.
"Thank you. You look very handsome too." I hope tonight ends with him in my bed, it has been way too long.
Whoa Bella, you don't sleep with a guy on the first date.
But there was something about him that made me think that it wouldn't be a mistake. That, he and I together in any capacity was right. That maybe we belonged together.
"You okay Isabella?" I focused on him. Trying to get out of my head. Looking into his bright green eyes; green eyes had always been my favorite. I noticed he looked a little frustrated and a crease had appeared between his eyes.
Reaching up, I used my finger to brush the creased skin, watching as they disappeared. "I'm fine," I smiled at him. "Just thinking."
"About?" He raised an eyebrow making him look even more sexy.
"Nothing to worry about… I mean… It wasn't anything bad… Don't worry about it." I could feel the heat of my blush creep upon my cheeks. Could I sound anymore like an idiot?
"Oh, I can assure you, Isabella, I am not worried. I know tonight will be perfect." His eyes seemed to pierce through me. "We belong together… Of that I am sure."
My heart pounded against my chest. He sounded so sure when he said that. Determined.
Offering me his elbow, he spoke, "Shall we?"
"We shall." I giggled.
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Dinner was wonderful, he had taken me to a quiet restaurant on the waterfront. It was so beautiful.
We had decided to take a stroll after dinner.
Walking hand-in-hand was amazing. There seemed to be a constant peaceful feeling when I was around him. Tonight, I seemed to feel so at ease with him that I would drift into my head.
It was strange, I kept getting a sense of deja vu, but they felt like memories. Like something was trying to break through into my memory, but I just couldn't grasp it.
Looking over the water I could feel him pressed up against my back.
"It's so pretty Edward. So peaceful." His head moved to rest on my shoulder and his arms wrapped around my waist. Why did I feel so comfortable with him?
"I guess so, if you like those sort of things."
Turning in his arms I spoke, "You prefer the woods." It wasn't a question, but a fact and I didn't know where I knew that from.
"Belladonna." His hands cupped my face. His voice was soft and quiet. "Petite fleur." His eyes flicked between my eyes, searching for something.
"Edward?" Shaking my head, I looked into his eyes. "What did you call me?"
"Nothing beautiful. It wasn't important." He leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on my lips before pulling back to look at me. "Let's head back to the car."
The ride to my apartment was quiet. My mind kept drifting in and out, it was as if I was daydreaming.
Pulling up to my apartment, I turned to look at him. "Would you like to come up for a coffee?" I normally wouldn't be so forward, but something made me bold. Edward would not reject me.
"I would love to come up to your apartment. We can negotiate on the coffee." He looked at me like he wanted to devour me.
Once in my apartment, we wasted no time with pleasantries. His hands reach for my dress, pulling it up and over my head; he threw it behind him somewhere. His hands pull down my bra and his mouth locks around my nipple, sucking hard. My hands thread through his hair, pulling him closer.
"Bedroom, Edward." I panted out. He let go of my nipple and took a step back.
Slowly removing his suit jacket he spoke. "Then I suggest you lead the way." Dropping his jacket onto the floor he moved onto his shirt. "Because once I am naked I will be inside you. Whether it is in the hall, the kitchen, or against the front door... I won't wait."
I shivered, all those places sounded so tempting, but I wanted him in my bed. I wanted his scent on my sheets for days after this encounter.
Leading the way to my bedroom, I knew he was following me; removing his clothes as he followed.
Once I stepped into my bedroom, I turned and pounced on him.
He was already naked and his hands unclasped my bra then tore at the sides of my panties.
Lowering me onto my bed, my legs open and he falls over me, one hand on either side of my head. His hips roll against me and I can feel his dick right where I want it. "Please, Edward." I gasp, my hands claw at his back.
"You want me, petite fleur." Nodding, I wrap my legs around him. Lining himself up, he thrusts into me in one hard motion. "You don't know how long I have been waiting for you."
I lift up to capture his lips, "Harder, faster." I speak into his mouth before biting at his lips.
"Fuck! So good Bella…" His eyes look at me intently, his hips continuing to thrust. "You know I want you, right?" Grasping both my arms, he brings them up over my head. "You don't understand," Thrust "not yet." Swivel "But you will." Thrust "Both of you." Thrust "One and the same. But both mine."
Groaning, he lifts up, placing my legs over his arms. His hips moving faster, I can feel myself getting closer.
"Please," I beg, looking up into his beautiful green eyes. "Make me come, Edward. Now." I groan again. So close.
Dropping one of my legs, his hand plucks at my nipple, his eyes watching as it puckered. "Almost, petite fleur." Working down my stomach, he reaches my clit and starts to rub in time with his thrust.
I pant, finding it hard to catch my breath as the pleasure washes over me in waves. My mind goes blank and for a moment I'm not home in my bed, but on the forest floor as Edward pounds into me with big black wings spread out from behind him. So magical.
Edwards groan brings me back to the present and I watch as he shudders through his release. Falling beside me, he rolls me over onto his chest.
"So good." I nod in agreement, too tired to talk. "Sleep, petite fleur, for only when you rest will you truly remember."
My eyes close and I drift into a sleep plagued with unusual images, all of them moving like a film.
Black feathers. The woods. Edward. Horns. The man sat at the desk. A tail. Me and Edward making love underneath a large tree. Crows. Shadows. My box. Screams. fire.
.
I'm back in the room with the desk. The man has my box.
"Please, papa." I reach for it, "it belongs to me."
"Belladonna, you have disappointed me. You turn your back on our Lord and Savior to embrace the Devil. You are a disgrace." He comes around the table. "I cannot allow you to shame my name. I will pray for you, maybe God will forgive you." I don't see the knife, but I feel it enter my stomach, making me gasp in pain. "I'm sorry, but I cannot allow the Devil to gain your soul."
Looking down, I watch as the blood seeps through my hands, the knife still embedded in my stomach.
"Papa!" It hurts so much.
Edward. I need Edward. Turning, I stumble out of the house and into the woods behind.
"Edward," I gasp.
I spot our tree, a single moonbeam highlighting its large form. Falling beneath it, I look up into the moon. The crows seemed to cry for me, their sounds echoing through the darkness.
I could feel the cold creeping in, I was dying and I was scared.
Where was Edward?
"Petite fleur." I forced my eyes open, I didn't even remember shutting them. He looked so handsome in the moonlight, his black feathered wings spread in a protective shield, always making me feel safe. "Shhh… You're going to be fine." His hands pressed down on the wound around the knife and he began to chant.
It was too late.
"You hear me. You haven't won, I will reclaim my love." He sounded so angry.
With my last breath, I spoke the words I knew would be my last. "I love you, my Edward. I hope I make it to Hell."
I jump awake with a gasp and turn to look into bright green eyes.