And now, the moment you've all been waiting for... drumroll, please! (I do not own Twilight!)
I heard the door shut behind us with a soft click, sealing us in a world that felt electric with tension. Edward held me effortlessly in his arms, cradling me as though I weighed nothing, his movements smooth as he carried me to the bed. The room was brighter than last time, still cloaked in shadows, but the gleam of moonlight filtering through the window more as the moon had risen. My gaze drifted over his skin, which seemed to glow in the pale light, enhancing the otherworldly beauty that always surrounded him.
I reached out instinctively, my fingers aching to touch his cheek, but before I could, he dropped me in one swift motion.
I gasped, the air rushing from my lungs as I landed softly on the bed. I propped myself up on my elbows, my eyes tracing the figure before me. Edward stood there, a casual yet striking presence, his light blue button-up shirt hanging untucked over the waistband of his jeans. I couldn't help but study the man who had brought me here, drawn to every detail.
He must have been doing the same because once my eyes reached his, I could see the hunger that lingered there. A rush of excitement coursed through me, a wicked thrill that made my heart race. The weight of his presence was almost overwhelming as he slowly stalked towards me.
He positioned his knee between my legs, leaning in with a predatory grace that made my heart race. With a swift motion, he captured my wrists, pressing them above my head and holding them securely with just one hand. A delicious tingle spread through me at the realization of my vulnerability, the way he had effortlessly placed me in such a submissive position.
He leaned closer, his lips brushing against my ear, sending chills running through my body. "You have no idea how beautiful you look under my control."
I could barely react to his words before he leaned in and kissed me, a deep and commanding kiss, unlike anything I had ever experienced. There was a wildness to it, a raw passion that ignited an insatiable fire within me. My breath quickened, and I found myself losing control, longing for more. I would let him control my every breath if he kept kissing me like that.
His other hand slipped beneath the hem of my nightgown, gliding over the soft skin that had been revealed. His cold fingers danced upward, cupping my breast, gently pushing the delicate fabric higher and exposing my lower half. Beneath the sheer material, a simple pair of grey panties with a tiny bow clung to me, adding an innocent touch to my vulnerability.
As he began to massage me, a soft sigh slipped from my lips, a sound of pleasure that he quickly captured within the kiss. The urgency in his touch grew, matching the rhythm of our breath, each sound I made fueling his desire, intensifying the kiss as he became more demanding.
He gradually withdrew, allowing me to gasp for the air I hadn't realized I needed. His lips traveled to my neck, kissing and teasing in all the right places, sending waves of heat coursing through me. I could feel the familiar warmth pooling in my panties. My legs instinctively pressed against his knee, which still held mine apart, seeking any hint of friction to soothe the growing ache within me. He felt this and lifted his head, those mesmerizing golden eyes held mine with a smoldering intensity. There was a predatory gleam that both thrilled and terrified me.
"Tell me you want this," he commanded, his voice steady and laced with the intensity of need. In the midst of the darkness that surrounded him, there was a tenderness in his words, a quiet patience that seemed to wait for my affirmation before moving forward.
"I want this," I gasped, the words spilling out instantly. I would never hold back the truth from him ever again.
As soon as the words left my lips, he leaned in once more, his eyes locked on mine, burning with a fierce desire. He released my wrists, and I remained frozen, his touch still lingering on my skin.
His fingers drifted downward, and his hands found the delicate fabric of my dress, its softness yielding to the gentle pressure of his fingertips. With a subtle tug, the dress was ripped from my body in two swift movements, his hands tearing the fabric apart with an almost careless elegance. The dress lay in tatters in his hands, as I lay vulnerable to his gaze. He took a moment, taking my body in.
I could feel the insecurity slowly creep in as he dropped the dress. I lowered my hands slightly, "Don't you dare move." He growled, a warning in his tone, making me stop my movements instantly.
He leaned in closer, his cool hands enveloping my waist, sending a shiver through me as he traced the curves of my body. One hand lingered delicately over my breast, while the other tangled in my hair. With a firm yet tantalizing grip, he pulled gently, tilting my head to the side as his lips continued their attack on my neck, leaving a scorching trail of kisses along my skin. Each lingering touch felt electric, igniting a fire deep within me that demanded more.
"So beautiful, and utterly mine," he murmured with a hint of possessiveness.
His fingers continued their sensual exploration, sending me into a whirlwind of sensations. His touch ignited a fire that seemed to spread through every fiber of my being. I felt myself surrendering to him, the feeling of insecurity flying out the window.
His fingers skimmed over my breast, teasing the sensitive peak, making the nipple hard before moving to the next. His hand then slid down to the delicate lace of my panties. He toyed with the edge, his touch feather-light, making me squirm with anticipation.
With a sudden movement, he ripped the panties from my body, the sound of the fabric tearing echoing through the air. I felt a rush of excitement mixed with a dash of fear as he exposed me completely. His eyes burned with an inner fire as he took in the sight of me, naked and vulnerable before him.
"So perfect," he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
His words sparked a surge of confidence, urging me to lean forward and reach for the buttons of his shirt. My fingers fumbled slightly as he allowed me to take my time. When the last button finally came undone, he eased the shirt from his shoulders, letting it slip to the floor with deliberate slowness. His hungry eyes never leaving mine.
As I began to reach for the button of his jeans, his hand quickly grasped mine, halting my movements. I met his gaze, confusion flickering in my eyes. His intense stare roamed my body, and I noticed him take an almost involuntary gulp. "I want to try something," he murmured, his voice low, tinged with a hint of nervousness. It was an unusual blend of eagerness and apprehension that only fueled my curiosity.
I nodded slightly, wondering what he had been thinking about. He released my hand, and his fingers trailed down my body, leaving a path of shivers in their wake. His hands gripped and guided my hips, positioning me to his liking.
With a gentle pressure, he coaxed me to lie back, and I felt the softness of the bed beneath me. His body followed, his chest brushing against mine as he settled between my legs. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin, and my anticipation grew.
His lips lowered, grazed my inner thigh, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. I gasped, my hands involuntarily covering my mouth as he began to kiss and lick his way up my leg. His touch was gentle, yet electrifying, and I could feel myself becoming more and more aroused.
"I want to hear you," he whispered, his breath cool against my skin.
I lowered my hands at his confession, brining them to my side, wrapping them in the sheets. As he reached the apex of my thighs, he paused, his eyes locking onto mine. I could see the desire and nervousness still swirling in their depths, but also a sense of determination. He paused, perfectly still, as if he were waiting for some kind of resistance from me. I could only nod, giving him whatever answer he needed. His eyes now pitch black like how I've seen when he hasn't hunted in weeks. He lowered his gaze to my center and dipped his head, his lips brushed against my folds, sending a wave of pleasure crashing over me.
His tongue flickered against my sensitive flesh like an electric current. I felt myself melting into his touch, my body arching instinctively as he began to explore. Each lap of his tongue, each delicate kiss made my heart race, and I could feel the heat pooling deep within me. My hands tangled in the sheets, clawing and pulling to the point of ruin.
Unfamiliar sounds escaped my lips. My body, electrified by the overwhelming sensations, instinctively responded, my hips drawing back as if seeking an escape or perhaps driving deeper into the pleasure. He growled, a primal sound that vibrated in the air, his hands sliding along either side of my legs, strong and possessive. With a firm grip, he pulled me closer, anchoring me to him as he intensified the delicious euphoria that coursed through me.
He lavished attention on my most sensitive spots, teasing, tasting, and coaxing moans from my lips. With each deliberate movement, he seemed to discover new ways to drive me wild. As he held me in place, he expertly navigated my body, his tongue swirling and teasing in ways that made my senses explode.
"Please," I found myself whispering, the words slipping from my lips as my desperation mounted. I'm not sure what I was begging for, but he seemed to relish in my need, teasing me just enough to keep me on the edge. I felt the world around me fading, leaving only the exquisite sensations of his mouth and the rhythm of his movement.
As he found the perfect tempo, I could feel the tension in my body mounting—a coiling heat that threatened to consume me. My breath quickened, and I could feel his rhythmic strokes pushing me closer to the edge of oblivion. Each flick, each gentle pull of his lips heightened my pleasure, leaving me breathless and wanting more.
I could feel my body tighten around him, pulling away from his advances due to the intensity of the feeling. His grip on my hips tightened, holding me steady. I felt myself teetering on the edge, every nerve in my body alight with sensation, my cries of pleasure echoing in the otherwise still room.
And then, with one final stroke of his tongue against my warmth, I felt the world shatter around me. I cried out, a primal sound of ecstasy escaping my lips as waves of pleasure coursed through my body, overwhelming and all-consuming. I felt as if I were floating, completely lost in my own euphoria, his mouth never leaving me, drinking in the sounds and tastes of my release.
As the waves subsided and flowed, he lifted his head, a triumphant smile spreading across his face. His eyes sparkled with satisfaction, a mix of pride and desire reflecting in their depths. I could sense the connection between us deepening in that moment, his gaze heavy with an intensity that made me feel utterly cherished. I could feel the heat on my face as a slight sweat glazed my skin.
He allowed me a moment to catch my breath, his lips gliding delicately up my body, each kiss sending ripples of warmth through me. As the intensity of sensation began to fade, I felt a profound sense of relaxation wash over me. He hovered above me now, his body pressing against mine, his undeniable arousal evident.
"I've only ever daydreamed about doing this with you," he murmured, his voice low and intimate as he brushed his lips against my neck, igniting a delicious shiver along my spine.
In that moment, a powerful urge surged within me, a desire to reciprocate, to give him a taste of the fantasies I had also cherished in silence. I took my hand and pushed him back, his head rising slowly to see what I was doing. I was nudging him to lie beside me on his back. He was in control of this because my strength could never overpower his. He finally got the idea, allowing my hand push him to his back.
My hands slid down his body, tracing the contours of his chest, the ridges of his abs. His eyes locked onto mine, a spark of surprise dancing in their depths as I made my way further down. I reached for the fly of his jeans, my fingers undoing the button and pulling the zipper down. He tensed, his chest rising as he seemed to hold his breath.
For a moment, he hesitated, his face a mask of reluctance. But I knew it was just a mask, that beneath it, he was burning with desire. His gaze locked onto mine, a silent plea for me to stop, but his body betrayed him. I slipped my hand under the jeans and underwear, my hand brushed against his erection, and he sucked in a sharp breath.
The touch sent a jolt of electricity through my fingertips, and I could feel the tension in his body begin to unwind. My hand wrapped around his length, and I felt a thrill run through me. He was hot, hard, and pulsing with life.
As I began to stroke him, he seemed to surrender, his body relaxing into my touch. His eyes fluttered closed, and his head dropped back. I could feel his desire coursing through him, his pleasure mounting with every passing moment. I pulled at his clothing with my other hand lowering them so I could see all of him.
Definitely not average…
I continued my movements as I lowered my body to have my head level with his erection. He was a statue, frozen in ecstasy, as I continued to tease and tantalize him. Before my confidence subsided, I brought my lips against his tip. His eyes flashed open, as she shook his head. "Wait," he whispered, his voice barely audible.
But it was too late. He was under my control, at the mercy of my touch. I smiled, a wicked glint dancing in my eyes. Then leaned in, my mouth parting to take him in.
He gasped, his body tensing as I wrapped my lips around him. It was a gentle, tentative touch, but it seemed to send him over the edge. His hands flew to his sides, grasping the sheets as I had done as I began to suck. His head flew back as his eyes gripped closed.
His body convulsed; he held back his hips bucking into my mouth as he surrendered to the pleasure. I could feel his release building, his tension coiling tighter and tighter. I could only take him in so much, using my hand to cover the space that my mouth couldn't. I swirled my tongue around the tip of him then took him back in my mouth. The sound of sheets ripping rang in my ear, but I didn't dare stop. He tasted sweet as he throbbed in my mouth. I moaned at the taste, causing vibrations in my throat. With his body more tense than before, he let out a strangled breath. "Bella, move."
I pulled back, listening to his command, right when a clear liquid pulsated out of him. He cried out, his voice echoing through the room as he came. It was a primal, animalistic sound, and it seemed to send him into a frenzy. It was a sensation unlike anything I'd ever experienced before, a primal and raw pleasure that seemed to consume me whole. I understood why he told me to move, with every liquid in his body a poisonous venom. I've only ever tasted his venom during our kisses. It didn't affect me then, but I wasn't willing to chance it and ruin this moment with my change.
I took a moment to take in the scene around me. The once pristine sheets now torn to shreds by his hands. The waves of his pleasure subsided, and he lifted his head, his eyes locking onto mine. They were wild, feral, and utterly consumed by desire. His pupils were dilated, his irises burning with an inner fire that seemed to scorch the air around us. And in that moment, I knew that I had unlocked something deep within him.
He pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me, holding me in place. I felt the heat of his passion, the intensity of his pleasure, and I knew that I had become the key to his deepest desires. I could feel his arousal grow once more on my hip like it never left. I guess vampires don't need time to recover…
His lips crashed down on mine, a fierce, possessive kiss that left me breathless. It was a kiss that seemed to consume me whole, that wrapped around me like a shroud of desire. I felt his tongue invade my mouth, tangling with mine in a sensual, primal dance. I could taste his passion, his pleasure, his desire.
Suddenly, I felt myself flip on my back; his eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity. I felt the bed creak beneath me as he followed, his body looming over mine. His lips back on mine, grinding on my center, giving me friction that could send me over the edge.
But then, abruptly, he pulled back, his eyes blazing as he loomed over me. The primal hunger in his gaze sent a shiver down my spine, blending excitement with a hint of trepidation. I could see the battle within him, the desire to dominate and the need to protect. He gripped my wrists, pinning them gently to the bed, and I could feel the raw power radiating from him.
"Bella…" he breathed, his voice low and almost pleading. "Are you sure you want this?"
For a moment, my heart raced in uncertainty, but the intensity of his gaze, coupled with my own yearning, made the decision clear. I nodded, feeling a warmth spread through me, urged by the undeniable connection we shared.
"That's not enough…" He said in a deep yet teasing voice.
I knew what he wanted, I could feel my control slipping as he was hitting all the right spots, and he wasn't even inside me yet. "I'm begging you. Please Edward, make love to me…" My voice pleading with a cry.
His dark eyes glared at me, a small smile hinting at the edge of his lips. Reassured, he released my wrists slightly, his hands roaming down my body as he leaned closer. He kissed me again, his lips soft and tender, coaxing me into the moment. I could feel his need building, but he remained gentle, his touch reverent as he carefully guided my body.
He trailed kisses along my neck, down to my collarbone, his breath hot against my skin. I gasped as he nuzzled against me, his lips brushing against my body in a way that made my skin tingle. As he shifted, adjusting himself between my thighs, he paused, studying my face. The beautiful tension in the air escalated, and I could see the flicker of something dark and possessive in his gaze, but there was also a profound tenderness.
"Tell me if it's too much," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I don't want to hurt you." His voice was steady and confident.
With a deep breath, I nodded again. My body trembled with both fear and excitement, the unknown stretching before me like a tantalizing promise. He moved closer, his erection pressing against me, but he kept the pressure light, never rushing me.
Edward traced his fingers along my thigh, slowly inching closer to where we both burned with need. As he teased me, I could feel the anticipation building like a coil in my belly. I leaned into his touch, craving more.
"Please," I whispered, my voice almost a plea. It was a desperate invitation, and I could sense his control slipping. He eased into my entrance, slowly pushing against me, and I felt a moment of reluctance, a brief sting of discomfort that sent a jolt through me. I gasped, my body instinctively tensing, and Edward immediately halted, concern flashing across his face.
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to relax. "I'm ok," I whispered, surprising myself with my resolve. "I want this."
With my encouragement, he pressed forward again, this time inching in carefully, his gaze locked onto mine, searching for any sign of hesitation. The initial discomfort was quickly replaced by waves of pleasure that coursed through me. The coolness of his skin acted like an ice pack, numbing me from any pain that came.
"God, Bella," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "You feel incredible."
As he pushed deeper, I gasped, the sensation overwhelming. He stilled once more, pulling back slightly, giving me a moment to acclimate as our bodies connected. The intensity of our union pushed me to the edge of something exhilarating, a threshold I was ready to cross. I showed him by grinding my hips towards him, letting him sink fully inside. He filled me, giving me a certain pleasure I have never felt before.
That seemed to unleash something primal within him. His eyes darkened further, and the tenderness that had marked his earlier movements shifted into a raw, rough intensity. He began to move, his thrusts deep and steady, still slow but filling me in ways I had never imagined. His hands that were on either side of me began to sink into the mattress. Tearing at the seams, feathers slowly spilling out.
With each movement, I felt myself getting lost in this new rhythm, the world around us fading away. The sensations built, transforming into a symphony of pleasure that echoed through every nerve in my body.
"Bella," he gasped, his grip tightening around my hips as he lost himself in the depths of our connection. "You have no idea what you do to me."
The darkness in his gaze ignited a fire within me, and I could feel my body responding to his every thrust. I met his movements, my hips rising to welcome him, craving the intimacy that surged between us. The chemistry was electric, a merging of our desires that felt both primal and divine.
As we moved together, I could feel the spirals of tension tightening, each thrust building toward an inevitable climax. I clung to him, my fingers now tangled in his hair as I surrendered to the euphoric rhythm we created together.
"Edward, I—" I gasped, teetering on the brink, the world around me fading as the pleasure mounted. "I'm so close…"
He groaned at my words, the growl in his throat sending waves of desire soaring through me. With one final thrust, his body surged against mine, and I felt myself fall into that blissful abyss, climaxing with a cry that echoed through the room.
The waves of pleasure crashed over me, the sensation almost overwhelming as I felt his own release join mine, his breath ragged with need. He buried himself deep, both of us suspended in a moment that felt eternal.
As we lay there, panting and wrapped in each other's arms, I could hardly believe the intensity of what had just happened. The world felt blissfully distant, the aftermath of our shared moment leaving everything else in a happy blur.
"Wow..." My voice echoed, the words slipping out before I could even think them.
He chuckled at my statement as he laid to my side, pulling me in his arms. "Wow, indeed." His fingers lifted my chin to his and kissed me softly. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this."
His fingers traced my jawline, sending soft shivers down my spine. But beneath the sweetness of his touch, I felt a pang of guilt. He deserved honesty, and I had waded into this moment filled with hesitation, telling him I didn't want to rush things.
"I—I didn't mean for it to happen this way," I stammered, my heart heavy. "I should have just been honest with you from the beginning…" He cut me off.
"You were protecting yourself, and I get that," Edward replied, his expression softening. "But in trying to guard your heart, you almost kept me out, too. I need you to understand that this connection we just shared is more than just physical; it's a promise, a commitment to face everything together. You don't have to hide from me."
Tears threatened to spill over at the sincerity in his voice. "I just didn't want to ruin what we had. I was afraid I would ruin us."
"You could never ruin us," he assured me, brushing his thumb across my cheek. "The love I have for you is fierce and unwavering. I want to explore every part of you, not just physically but emotionally."
His words wrapped around me like a warm embrace, making me feel deeply loved and cherished. I loved him with every part of me and couldn't imagine ever letting him go. I pressed myself closer, burying my face against him, wanting to be as close as possible. Exhaustion threatened to take me with it as I closed my eyes.
We laid there for a moment before he spoke again. "Bella."
"Hmm?" I hummed.
His voice now low and demanding, a warning in his tone. "If you ever tease me like that again, I'll make you regret it."
His words sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a rush of adrenaline that made my heart race. The exhaustion I had felt moments before vanished in an instant.
I'm going to hold you to it.
So, what do you think? Show me some love (but, you know, not like Edward)! I'm wrapping up the story here. I had a blast writing it, and I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did creating it. With this being my first story, there are definitely more to come. Until then, follow me you filthy animals! :)