Shhhhh…..
Chapter 15
Claiming Isabella
Edward stands on the balcony of the deck while he watches Sam teach Isabella how to catch fireflies.His thoughts are far off, focusing more on planning the rest of the evening.
Isabella’s humanity is unfamiliar territory for Edward. He does not know the first thing about how to even kiss a human without hurting her. He is worried his instincts will kick in and he will end up killing her…but he quickly gathers a moment of confidence as he thinks about the fact that to date he has yet to harm her. Minus the toe of course but he will blame Caius for that mishap. He is certain that when it comes to Isabella, he will have perfect control.
The most obvious reason is just that.
Obvious.
She is his mate. The one that will spend the rest of eternity with him. History has proven that Vampire’s protect their mate until the death.
Isabella is his true mate so to harm her would end him and considering the fact that he just found her there is absolutely no way in any fucking lifetime he is going to destroy the girl that now holds his heart and his soul in the palm of her hand for all eternity.
After spending the entire day with Isabella, while getting to know her even further, he will no longer deny how drawn he is to her. His pathetic attempts in the past to avoid her have failed and he knew the night that he thought he almost lost her forever was one of the worst nights he ever had to live through. To Edward it was the equivalent of burning all over again like he had when he was changed. He never wanted to feel that loss again because he didn’t believe he would keep his sanity if it ever happened.
Here she is, merely a few hundred yards away, but to him it felt like a thousand, as he watches her out in the yard following Sam’s instructions.
Even though Edward tried to go against his instinct he still wound up right back where he started from. This time he would give into his instincts and let his body, his heart and his desires guide him.
He slips quietly away from Isabella and takes off like lightning through the Shawnee Forest. He knows he will be back before they are done gathering fireflies. His pace is set by his hunger, giving into his thirst, because this hunt is for her. His need to quell his thirst is more important for he could not be consumed with it later while he gave into his own lust while he is with her. There is no way he is ready to forsake her hot heart…not yet anyway.
He consumes the hot blood of a trophy buck, quickly buries his kill, only to rush back home to her before she can even take notice that he was gone. Upon his return he gracefully bounds the stairs to the third floor. His untouched playroom takes up the entire floor just as he had designed it so long ago. He had yet to have a submissive in here and prior to this he had often wondered why. Now it was almost as if it was sacred ground to a whole new beginning. He was certain that fate played a role in the grand overall picture and he could not help but smile now as he keys in the pass code, the door buzzes faintly as he pushes it open to enter, and then lets it close quietly behind him.
He inhales the scent of the room taking notice that it has been closed up for far too long. He needs a more pleasing scent so he lights the Jasmine scented candles on the armoire that houses all his favorite playtime toys. Each toy is of course placed perfectly in each drawer still brand new, waiting to be broken in.
The scent of Jasmine fills the room now while the ambiance of candlelight casts a few flickering shadows along the wall. He walks over to the electrical panel that houses switches for various items around the room. He begins to flip the switch that brightens the area beneath his bed as he smirks to himself.
Edward’s playroom is decorated with finely crafted top of the line leather bondage equipment. Some items are crafted with the most expensive and rare but sturdy woods on the market. Mahogany is the general theme, not only in color but in décor.
The one thing that stands out in this room above anything else is the custom made solid steel welded bed with a canopy of mirrors above the bed itself and the headboard. This bed had been long ago custom ordered and welded to his specifications. Now it seemed that everything in this room is just waiting to be christened.
He ponders as he adjusts the lighting…he is not the kind of guy that thought very much about romance let alone what was considered romantic and what wasn’t. He opts to focus on what he knows for a fact and the one thing that he surpasses in.
Playing
Sex
Fucking.
Dominating.
Coming.
His fingers graze over the various switches. He pauses on the Sybian and smiles knowing that it is too soon for this toy, but the anticipation of picking her up manhandling her dressed in something really naughty and straddling her over the attachment of his choice while cuffing her hands up above her head to then just sit back and watch her while he controls her orgasms by a mere switch has his cock straining in his jeans.
He wonders how many orgasms he can pull out of that tiny little body of hers. He has to be so careful with her but for reasons beyond him, he doesn’t mind being careful…she is definitely so fucking worth it.
His finger ghosts over the switch of the fucking machine and he wonders why he even bothered to purchase something that he now knew Caius Volturi once owned. He makes a mental note to throw the bitch out the first chance he gets. Besides…no machine can do what he can for hours on end. A wicked grin spreads over his lips with a sick satisfaction that he possesses such ability.
He stops on the sound system, flips the switch, which raises the iPod dock. He scrolls through the play list, pausing on the one titled, Can you handle fucking to hard rock? He chuckles and moves to something a little more erotic that he titled, Classical fucking. He makes his selection, adjusts the volume to play faintly in the background. The melodic tune is soft and sexy. His hopes are that maybe it will relax Isabella.
He walks along the length of the wall that displays his fine collection of erotic art, realizing some must be removed. He by passes the personal shots of his own form leaving them for now, but he plucks the frames that house several of his former submissive. The other random shots in his collection will be the only ones to remain.
He can’t help but rearrange the frames so they are spaced now evenly of the ones he chooses to leave in place.
Edward opens the closet door, stashing the photos inside out of view until he can discard them at a later time.
He picks up the sound of the sweetest voice now that Isabella is laughing and talking to Sam as they enter the house. He makes his way downstairs now ready to greet her.
Edward walks into his kitchen noting that Sam has switched off the lights so that Isabella can see how the two jars light up a room. Bella holds both jars in her small hands, watching as they light up the dark with a flashing green glow every few seconds. There are easily over a dozen fireflies communicating back and forth. The males calling to the females and although Edward was disgusted with the fact that there were insects now inside of his home he couldn’t help but see the irony of the scene before him.
He cleared his throat and walked in with his hands in his pocket.
“Sam I need to talk to Isabella.” Sam gave him a knowing nod and excused himself as he took his exit making sure to lock the door behind him. Sam made his way across the yard to his own quarters near the stables but he couldn’t help but smirk to himself thinking that for sure by tomorrow Isabella would be racked with pain over the inflicted bite of her true mate.
He almost felt sorry for her but if there is one thing Sam believed in it was the love of a soul mate and his thoughts went back to a beautiful dark haired girl with dark skin and deep chocolate eyes. He would no doubt end up dreaming of his beloved Emily tonight while he slept.
S*h*h*h*h*h…..
Isabella stood in front of Edward who seemed to have taken on one of those less relaxed personalities she had noticed. Something inside of her was stirring. Her body was signaling out it’s warning but Isabella didn’t catch it because she was too spellbound by the gorgeous Angel in front of her as her skin pebbled with goose bumps and her hair rose on the back of her neck.
“Is something wrong?” Her lip nearly trembled worried that Edward was upset. Edward tried to pick up her scent of fear she should be experiencing, but there wasn’t any. This puzzled him but it also excited him as well.
“Bring your jars and follow me.” He commanded and instantly Isabella knew this was the Edward she met the first night in the club. The one that caught her eye, the one that intrigued her, scared her, and turned her on sexually like no one ever had.
She followed right behind him up the stairs past the second level not realizing there was even a third. The hall was faintly lit with sconces along the long corridor and only one door that they headed for as she tried to keep up with his long stride falling several steps behind. He stopped and turned to look at her and she would swear his eyes were the greenest they had ever been especially when the jar of fireflies lit up with each flash in the small confined space of the hallway.
Isabella’s instincts were screaming at her that something was about to happen.
Edward took the jars from her hands and placed them on the table outside of his playroom.
He reached out and took her hands in his. He didn’t worry about them being cold. That was not the issue. He stood there before her towering over her while he listened to her heart rate increase and her breathing becomes a little more labored. He had her shaking a little nervous as venom flooded his mouth as the faint hint of anxiety finally hit the back of his tonsils and burned like a hot poker shoved down his throat.
“Relax Isabella. I won’t hurt you.” He smiles down at her and then brings her right wrist up to press his cool lips to the inside of it. He takes a quick whiff because she smells so fucking good that he can’t resist.
Isabella’s breath hitches and that was the signal he was looking for. The one that said she didn’t pull away out of fear or disgust. The one that kick started her heart into overdrive.
He started in right away not wasting another precious minute of their time.
“I need you to tell me exactly why you became a member of Lovely Dark and Deep? Why is it that you were in my club that night that you refused to leave after I had warned you…what exactly were you looking for…or should I say whom?” He demanded but gave a gentle reassuring squeeze of the hands.
Isabella stood there shifting from one foot to the other her eyes were downcast.
“Stop fidgeting Isabella, don’t hesitate and answer the question.” His voice was commanding and firm but still so very velvety smooth and sexy.
“I was curious about the lifestyle. I…was…looking for a Dominant.” She manages to blurt out.
Edward’s eyes were now alight with this revelation. It may not be new, because he suspected it, but now it was confirmed by her admission.
“So you are in search of a Master is that correct?” Edward cocks his head awaiting an answer.
She pauses, he couldn’t help but feel a small twinge of delight. She was going to be so much fun to train even though he had never trained a submissive before…let alone a human one.
“I am waiting for you to answer Isabella.” He presses her.
“Yes.” She replied her eyes still downcast, her head bowed. Edward couldn’t help but smile because even though she had a smart little mouth and an attitude to go with it, she definitely possessed a submissive quality. Edward reached out and put his thumb and his finger under her chin lifting it to force her eyes to meet with his.
“Are you sure you want to enter this dark world innocent one?” She felt his cool breath blow over her face and all around her as it enveloped her body where she stood.
“Yes…it is all I can think about…but I have no idea…you know…that…I don’t…that I have never…done any thing…” Her voice trails off and she loses her confidence suddenly. Edward doesn’t allow that to happen.“What Isabella? I need you to finish what you started to say. Don’t be shy Angel. There is no place for shyness in a playroom. Tell me what you were going to say.”
Her body stands up straighter, her fists tightly clenched at her sides meeting his eyes with nothing but wonder and innocence reflecting in them. Her body betrays her with a trembling and racing heart and Edward couldn’t help but smile at her adorable tiger-kitten persona.
“I have never done anything like this before?”
Edward can’t stop the devilish grin that breaks out over his face. His fangs pressed against his gums and his cock hardened to steel. He fought them both and he picked up her jars. He turned and pushed in the code shoving the large door open and stepping aside to wave her in. Isabella entered as the door slammed behind her with a loud thud causing her to jump and she could feel the presence of Edward right behind her.
She stood there taking a deep breath of the jasmine scent. Isabella felt a little juvenile now for her new found pets. Edward had already decided that he would allow them to remain. He walked over to place each one on its own bed side table next to a bed that Isabella just stood in front of gaping at it. She had not noticed that their signaling stopped until Edward set them down and moved away. It was only then that they started again and he smirked as they brighten their mating call to one another adding to the ambience of the room but making him desire even more now than ever to claim his own mate.
He watched her wide eyes take in the room and he put his hands behind his back and paced around the room and moved to stand behind her as she took in the equipment before her. He knew it was a bizarre collection. He liked a variety of options and the bed alone screamed for any submissive to wisely turn around and run. He smiled wickedly at the thoughts that he so desired to hear what was playing in that pretty head of hers.
However Isabella didn’t budge as she stood there with her thundering heart and a tremor that was only visible to a vampire as Edward finally made the move and stepped up behind her.
He leaned around whispered in her ear. “Every one has to start somewhere Isabella. Don’t be nervous. I want to put my lips on you Angel. Would that be all right?”
His sweet breath raises her heart rate and she smiles and breathes out a faint “Yes.”
He moves in closer and he leans over her shoulder to reach around and place a soft gentle kiss on her neck.
His voice is soft as he whispers into her neck. “You probably already dream about it…don’t you Isabella? You dream about giving up control to be taken care of in a way that you know you can be. A way that you strongly desire to be.”
His cool lips ghosted over her throat as his hand rested on her hip to pull her back against him closer to his body.
“Is that what you are looking for Angel? Do you need to be taken care of?”Edward halts his kissing on her and to look right into her eyes. He watches as she begins to gnaw on that delicious bottom lip teasing him all the while having no idea she is even doing so. It is one of the many traits he loves this about her. How absolutely oblivious she is to her own fucking sex appeal that she exudes.
“You are one brave little girl do you know that?”
Isabella flushes a deeper shade of red and Edward can’t help but inhale that sweet fragrant blush of hers. “You’re so beautiful Isabella. So unbelievably fucking exquisite you take my breath away. How the hell do you do it?”
Isabella doesn't answer because she automatically assumes its rhetorical since she barely hears him say it.
He just can’t help but wonder how this innocent sweet girl bewitched him. All Isabella could do was blush even further at his admission and his question. She didn’t know how to react, let alone what to say. She certainly didn’t know what to do now but she chose the first thing she thought of without really thinking about it too hard at all and she whispered, “I always forget to breathe when I look at you.”
His smile grows wider and he whispers with his lips pressed right against her throbbing blue vein that is just a fraction away from his now very present fangs pressed right against her neck.
The vein that sings to him, pulses for him, and waits for him.
He swallows a mouthful of venom first, “I am going to dominate you in ways you have never imagined Isabella. As if your beauty isn’t blinding enough to see you submit yourself to me beautiful girl…there are no fucking words to describe this kind of beauty.”
He fell upon her like prey and she moaned out softly as his cool lips caressed her neck as they moved over it. “I love your warmth. You have the sweetest scent and you leave me breathless.” His words are breathy and deep.
Edward can’t wait another minute and he outright stakes his claim on her.
“You're mine Isabella, I own you from this moment on.”
Isabella lets her head fall back on his shoulder allowing him better access to glide his unusually cool lips lovingly all along her throat. She is oblivious to the fact that Edward’s fangs are protruding out of his gums as soft whimpers and little mewls come out of her throat and vibrate under his icy lips as he kisses her throat and the electricity that hums and continues to build into a low hum.
“Who am I?” he asks nipping her supple skin just under her ear lobe now with his lips covering his teeth.
“Say it Isabella. I need to know that this is what you want. What you need, just as much as I do. You know what I am asking…Angel?” His voice flows through her very soul.
“Master.”
The moment she whispers the word warmth spreads through him. His eyes close for a brief moment and he rests his forehead against the back of her head and inhales every scent that emanates off of her.
That sweet blood, her lust, her arousal, and the newest scent of her submission.
He starts to whisper words but he speaks so fast that there is no way Isabella catches them. .
“This is heaven. I didn’t think I was worthy of it and you just walk into my life and delivered me right to the pearly gates. What did I do to deserve you?”
He listens to her swallow and imagines what her mouth must taste like. Her lips, her tongue. “Hmm…That sounds so fucking good coming from those sweet lips of yours…You are such a good girl.” His grip on her loosens slightly; he brushes her hair away from her ear.
He is now nuzzling up to her ear lobe, as he lets his fang graze over it. He knows it is time.
Time to reveal what he is and that Isabella will not have a choice. Either way, whether she wants him or not he will make her his. He will break her like Peter did Charlotte if she denies him. He will follow and haunt her, never let her move on to continue a life without him in it.
He will show her everyday that she is the center of his world. He will do whatever it takes to make her see what he is offering her. He will give her all his power as a man and wrap it around her and envelope her in comfort and strength. He will protect her with his own life and before he whispers what his biggest darkest secret is he confesses, “I bring you close to my heart, a place no one has ever been allowed to venture near Isabella, my area of sanctity and I will belong to you just as you are now mine.”
With his vampire speed, he now stands in front of her the movement causes her to get slightly dizzy and she gasps as he now stands before her baring more than his fangs, he is now baring the last of his soul. She stares at him with an open mouth and wide curious eyes. His fangs are bared now fully exposed for her to see him for the first time as he truly is. His eyes are the clearest brightest green she has ever seen. She would swear she could see right through them.
Her eyes move down from his to now study his parted lips and the razor sharp teeth that are ready to drip venom and she watches his tongue slide out of his mouth and swipe over the sharp edge to lick it away.
His eyes are burning brightly the most vivid of greens she has ever seen. They sparkle like diamonds and she sees a slight look of worry but what stands out more is that look of hope. The most vulnerable she could ever imagine he has ever felt and she couldn’t be more right.
“Do you see me Isabella?” His voice is so motherfucking sexy.
She just stands here in front of him and all she can do is nod her head bobbing it up and down her lips slightly parted.
“Do you know what I am?” he licks his lips swiping his tongue over his fangs so fast it is nothing but a blur to her mere human eyes but she tries to keep up with the movement.
She tries to form the word that sits on the tip of her tongue but all she gets out is the “V.”
“Say it!” He commands and instantly Isabella knows who is asking her. She knows that deep down her
Master wants her to answer.
“V…v…vampire.” She stutters with a thundering heart that is so loud in his ears he is sure it will beat right out of her chest. He slowly closes his eyes as the word is now out there. His soul is bared even if he believes he has none and he inhales. He can’t help but allow the tiniest of smiles to slip through his lips because there is something missing in her scent. Something he was sure she would exude…only she didn’t.
Isabella did not give off the scent of fear and he was pleased.
S*h*h*h*h*h…..
Bella’s POV
Edward is a Vampire.
I stand here frozen like a frightened little rabbit would that split second before they run as fast as their feet can carry them from the danger that they sense that is threateningly too close for comfort.
There was only one problem; I should have already been running…so why was I still standing here?
I feel the air around us shift, reminding me of a cool blast of air that you are hit with when you open the freezer door on a really hot day. I notice that cool air seems to circulate around his form and my breathing is already heightened because of his mere presence, let alone when he speaks in the most velvety whispered tone that causes each fine downy hair on the back of my neck to stand up. I feel each bump form on my skin as it pebbles.
Yet, here I still stand staring at him focused solely on his beauty. A vampire Angel towering over me, protecting me and getting reactions out of me that no one has ever done before.
I stare at him and all his beauty. I couldn't imagine how an angel could be any more glorious. There was nothing about him that could be improved upon.
A Master who commands.
A Master who excites.
The Master I have been longing for.
I responded without a second thought.
“I am not leaving. I’d rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you; I am yours till the end of time.”
His beautiful green eyes glinted in the flickering candle light. His angel’s face was now merely inches away. I should have felt uncomfortable from his unexpected closeness but there was no way I could move away from him. How could I?
The scent of his breath hit me and I leaned in to inhale. He smelled mouthwatering.
“Bella…” his breath hitches and he reaches down with both hands and his touch is so soft it feels like a feather is caressing my cheeks as he cradles my face in his hands. His cool thumbs caress my heated skin as he holds me in his hands while those beautiful green eyes burn deeper into mine. He studies me and I can see his fascination as he stares at me. He is probably wondering what the hell is wrong with me and I would tell him there isn’t a damn thing wrong with me. I am exactly where I want to be. Here with him.
S*h*h*h*h*h…..
“Bella…” Edward’s breathe hitches as he moves closer to her. His hands reach down to take that beautiful face into his hands. He has to touch her. He has to know for sure that she is real but he keeps in mind that his touch has to remain gentle. His thumbs caress her soft heated skin.
Edward watches Isabella’s eyes darken to a melted pool of chocolate before they dilate as she is giving into her desires and she is now lusting for him. He is in awe of such a beautiful creature, watching her as she licks her lips and as if she doesn’t surprise him enough what she does next stuns him even further.
Isabella lifts up on her tiptoes and without any fear or disgust she slowly moves her face closer to his as cautiously as she can.
His eyes dart down to her lips, now only a whisper away from his icy cold ones, his eyes remain wide open while Isabelle lets her tongue come out and she presses the tip of it as softly as she can over his right fang taking a small lick to taste him. She drops back down flat on her feet and her eyes close as she savors the taste of him on the tip of her tongue. Then she hums in pleasure.
Edward stops breathing.
This can’t be real. She isn’t repulsed. She isn’t afraid and she is still right here.
The longing he has for her is so overwhelming that he can’t wait one more minute. He wants a taste too. He craves it, but more than that he has to have it and it has to be now.
“Angel…can you do me a favor?” He asks.
Her eyes open and she looks up at him, “Anything.” She breathes out and her scent fills his nostrils.
“Can you be very still…let me control this Angel…just…don’t fucking move…promise me that you won’t move…I just…I need a taste too.”
Her chocolate brown eyes swirl with emotion and well up with moisture when suddenly one tear spills over her lid and rolls down to wash over the tip of his thumb, his nostrils fill with the salty scent.
He whispers as he moves in closer to her lips soothing her fears, “No need for tears Angel. I promise I will never hurt you.”
“I know…I trust you…completely Edward.” Isabella sniffles and he can’t help but try to soothe her worries.
“Shhhhh…Angel…relax.”
Edward's hands cradle her face making it easier to control his movements as well as hers as he moves in closer now, so close now that he can taste her in the air on the tip of his tongue. He breathes out the words,
“Oh God…just one taste.” the closer he gets he swallows back the last of his venom to clear his mouth because he knows now without a doubt that once he gives into this kiss, his mouth will never want to stop…at least not for a while.
He tilts his head to the side…
S*h*h*h*h*h…..
Edward’s POV
Her blood sped beneath her transparent skin underneath my stone cold hands. Her crimson blood floods her cheeks, I can feel the heat slowly warm my palms. Warmth continues to move up through my fingers as it crawls up my arm. I move slowly to retain my control as I press my freshly licked lips to hers. The feel was like cold stone to warm yielding silk. I could not believe how soft she was in my hands and under my lips. The moment her lips part I am hit with an eruption of her mouthwatering aroma that is so fragrant and sweet.
There is nothing else in the world like this. There can’t be. This is fucking nirvana and I am forever lost to it. There is no going back from here. She has sucked me in and stolen my fucking heart, my mind; my body…basically every part of me belongs to her.
I venture forward still maintaining all the control I can but the desire to be inside of her mouth is too strong. I have to be in there and it has to be right fucking now.
I slip my tongue through her warm lips as I part them with mine and her mouthwatering aroma floods my mouth and drips down the back of my throat burning like the sweetest white hot fire burning up the inside of my mouth. I was sure to have swallowed the sweetest spoonful of lava and I couldn’t stop this masochistic act even if I tried.
Fuck this is the best taste I have ever had on my tongue.
I languidly lick my tongue along her soft warm gums exploring every part of her mouth I can get my tongue over, from the front of her teeth all the way back to her uvula and still it isn’t enough as I begin to chase after that sweet heated tongue of hers. She twirls it around intertwining it with mine. It is so fucking warm and sweet and I can’t stop the moan that escapes from deep within me as I am reminded of her abilities to tie a cherry stem with this sweet tasting hot little tongue she had shared with me the night she was so high.
I had never kissed anyone before and I didn’t know if I would ever be able to part from her lips ever again. I never in a million years thought I would ever desire to kiss anyone let alone a human and now that I have…I don’t want it to stop. Ever.
I feel her tongue tease my fangs with little licks to taste them and the fact that she does this without any fear slightly worries me. I pull back a little and give her a gentle warning, “Careful Angel...razor sharp.” And for that split second she whimpers at the loss of my lips on hers.
I don’t waste another minute away from her lips and I begin working my tongue back to play tongue twister with her as the heat of her blush burns under my fingertips.
I hesitantly pull back to allow her to breathe as she presses her forehead to my chin resting while she inhales some much needed oxygen. I listen to her pant while the sweet scent of her breath blows around my face. I feel her slip her hand over mine and she pulls it away from her cheek and she looks up at me now her eyes asking for my patience as she places my hand flat against her thundering heart. My ice cold skin against the heat of hers.
“I have never felt it beat like this before.” She almost sounds out of breath.
All I can do is stare at her. “I have.” I whisper and her eyes widen.
“When?”
“The night I held you in my arms Isabella. The very same night that I knew there was no doubt.”
Her face heats up as it brightens into a pinker hue. “No doubt?” she asks.
“No doubt that you are mine. I never should have walked away Isabella. It was so fucking stupid...but I couldn't imagine that I could ever be with a human. I tried to walk away though. I should have known. I should have known that no matter how much of my life I thought I could control that there was one thing that I never would be able to no matter how much I wanted to.”
“I don’t understand.” Her little brow furrowed in a little scrunched V and her eyes searched mine.
“You marked a vampire as your mate Isabella. It burns in the color of my eyes. My eyes have not been green since the day I was turned. Born into this life. You not only walked into my life but you gave me back something I thought I would never see again. You beautiful girl have given me the gift of seeing the eyes of my mothers. I never thought I would see those again Isabella. I don’t have to feel your heartbeat with my hand…Isabella…I hear every single beat of it. I know it so well that it sings to me just as your blood does. It reminds me of the sound of the wings of a hummingbirds right after it consumes the nectar of a flower as their fragile little bodies get their fix from their sugar rush whenever you look at me. You cannot hide my affect on you. You’re intoxicated by my very presence.”
“You hear it?”
“I hear everything Isabella.” I watch her as she ponders that thought. I can see the wheels turning in her head and what I would not do to hear them again.
“Everything.” She tests the word on her lips.
“Mmm…hmmm.” I smirk. “Everything…” I emphasize.
Her anxiety peaks for a moment as she comes to terms with my revelation. I can just imagine the thoughts that are going on inside that innocent yet naughty little head of hers.
Isabella’s thoughts when she was high were so fucking innocent and so fucking naughty at the same time I thought surely she would be the death of me.
“By everything do you mean…” She trails off and I don’t let her ask because she is rubbing her thighs together and I am so done fucking waiting I need her. All of her and I will fucking have her.
“Yes Isabella…I can hear you get aroused and so very fucking wet. It’s the sexiest sound I have ever heard so Angel do not be embarrassed because you do the same to me…I have never been in a constant state of hardness in all the years I have roamed this earth. Fuck Isabella…I have been hard since I first met you.”
Her heart stutters for split second and resumes its frantic pace and I literally feel her blush hit me like a gust of hot air that blows from a furnace. Her blood fills with adrenalin and then I am hit with the scent of her sweet pheromones and my body reacts instantly stunning me when I do something so out of character for me.
I fucking whimpered.
I have never fucking whimpered in my entire life alive or dead but I did it with want for more of that sweet mouth like a needy little kitten mewling for nourishment. It was as if the seventeen year old boy in me suddenly woke the fuck up. I nearly came in my fucking jeans as thoughts filled my head while my body raged in desire with want for her.
I want to fuck her.
I am going to fuck her and damn it all if she doesn’t stun the fuck out of me even more.
“I want you.” Her breath is still panting while her eyes dart between my lips to my eyes and back to my lips again.
“Oh you do…do you?” I murmur smirking. Yeah I know my response is fucking cocky but I don’t fucking care. I love the art of the tease and Isabella would be so easy to read that I was pretty sure I could tell how far her limits could be pushed.
“Isabella…you are so fucking innocent…still a sweet tight little virgin. So very innocent and pure as the driven snow…” I cock my brow up and pull away from her face still cradled in my hand while the other rests flat over her throbbing heart.
“How do you know?” Her breathing is calmer now, her heart rate slows, but I can smell what I am sure is a hint of her shame in the air.
Isabella has nothing to be ashamed of. Her virginity is one of the most endearing traits she has but it is just one of the many that she has.
“Vampire…” I lick my tongue over my favorite fang and suck some of my venom back as I do. “…remember?” I cock my head and grin like the devil that I am.
“Yeahhhhh.” She moans out the word moaning it as rolls off her tongue. The word hangs in the air between us. I nearly gasped. She just told me something I never in a million years would have thought to expect of someone so young, sweet and innocent.
Jesus fucking Christ she never ceases to amaze me!
I catch the thickest scent of her arousal as it seeps into the air around us confirming my thoughts. Isabella does not realize that I know now the very thought of what I am has her so fucking aroused, I can’t help but call her out on it.
Isabella is turned on by the mere fact that I am a fucking vampire!
“Bella you are such a naughty girl,” I tilt my head down and cup her face lifting it up to press a soft kiss on her lips.
“Very naughty.” I murmur while I ghost my lips down her jaw over her throat and her heart rate picks up yet again.
Fuck…she likes this shit? I do a mental fist pump at my new discovery.
“Hmmm….So very fucking naughty aren’t you?” I move behind her and push he hair off her shoulder to give me access to that bare hot skin of hers. A deep growl rumbles in my chest and her breath hitches. I can’t help but smirk and I lean down to begin moving my lips to the outside of her bare shoulder and softly press them to her heated skin. She whimpers under my kisses. Her skin tastes so much sweeter than I imagined.
“Oh God.” She groans out and I feel her entire body shudder and I can’t help but chuckle. I place kisses all along her shoulder up until I am just behind her ear lobe and speak softly.
“I prefer Master Isabella….So let’s make that rule number one.” I stick my icy tongue out and move to the very edge of her shoulder, letting the tip of my tongue taste her skin as I glide it along the length all the way to the tip of her collar bone. I swirl it along before gliding my tongue along the length up her throat. I continue to lick her sweet skin up under he chin until I reach her lips, I pause murmuring softly against them. I slowly turn her to face me and pull her into me closer,
“I am Master unless I want you to call me by something else. On occasion I am really going to need to hear you scream my name when I allow it.”
I press my lips to hers again but don’t enter her mouth and just hover over them looking down into her eyes. I drop my hands down to her hips and gently push her to step backwards.
“Rule number two…learn to have patience Isabella. I am a Master at the art of teasing. There is nothing more erotic than the tease, so I suggest you get used to it. If you can master patience then we won’t have any problems. If you lack any patience Angel well then I will just have to teach you. Trust me you will learn patience the hard way if you don’t get a handle on it from the start and just so that you know…I love and hate to interrupt my playtime for punishment but don’t doubt that I will.”
Her eyes roll in the back of her head and I would swear she was going to fucking faint on me.
“Breathe Bella.”
Her eyes open as she inhales while I trace the outline over the top of her outfit with my index finger of her little country girl romper she is wearing and I can’t help but chuckle.
Fucking Sam….I mentally snicker.
Her hot flesh warms my fingertips, and I deiced to give Isabella a little taste of vampire speed again as I unfasten three buttons down to bare more of her cleavage so quickly she sees nothing but a blur and I smile down at her as her breath hitches.
“Wow.” She looks up at me with sheer fascination leaving her mouth parted in wonder.
I know I am being such a fucking show off but I can’t help it. Her reactions fascinate and excite the living fuck out of me. I am going to so love playing with her if I can get these kinds of reactions out of her.
“Relax Isabella. I promise not to hurt you.” I lean forward and peel the fabric down slightly to expose the roundness of her curved breasts and peer in like a peeping pervert and wink at her when our eyes meet. She breaks out in a beautiful red fucking blush.
“So fucking perfect.” I murmur and continue now with both hands I slowly unfasten the next couple of buttons and moan out to tease her. I stop right over her full shot of cleavage. I cock my head to the side as it dawns on me she is braless.
“Hmm…I am willing to bet that poor Sam was a little too embarrassed to make an attempt and guess your bra size.” I smirk teasingly.
“Oh God.” She lowers her head but I can feel the heat of that blush in the air emanate off her yet again. I grin wickedly when I realize the little bit of her chest that is exposed is glowing an almost cherry red.
Fuck me…hell I can’t even handle the fucking tease…with lightning fast speed I unfasten the line of buttons down the front and then step back. It is barely holding up ready to spill out all her secrets, covering each breast. I admire my work thankful that I am able to unfasten them all the way down to her adorable little navel. I allow my eyes to scan over her flat taught tummy down to those long barely covered luscious legs of hers.
“Show me.” I demand and her breathing picks up slightly and her heart is pounding and she is so excited but her excitement surely can’t come close to my own. I am ready to pounce on her. I watch her hands come up slowly her fingers grip the edge of the material and she slowly peels it back exposing every beautiful inch of skin bravely before me.
“Jesus fucking Christ. You blush all over don’t you?” I stare at her hot glowing skin and watch in awe as the moment I speak I witness her sweet puffy nipples tighten and harden while her breasts swell as she grows more aroused.
Surely that can’t be possible…I need to test this theory but I will hold that thought for another day. Right now I need to feel her. To touch her so I step closer and allow the back of my hand to graze over her right nipple.
I have never seen more perfect breasts in all my life and I had seen several over the years and fuck they were vampires for crying out loud but still not a one holds a candle to the ones I am looking at right now. Bella’s are warm and her fucking nipples puff out and get rock fucking hard. I lower my hands and pick both of hers up and press them flatly to her breasts and lean down to whisper, “Show me how you tease yourself Angel.”
Her chest heaves a huge breath and I drop my hands and watch in fascination taking notice of the amount of strength she uses on them. I find myself memorizing her movements as her thumb flicks over the hard protruding nipple before she pinches it and twists so fucking tightly between her finger and thumb. She then moans out from the sensation that shoots through her entire body right in front of me while her skin stays that beautiful flushed color the entire time.
Damn she is fucking instantly responsive and I inhale that sweet scent drifting up under my nose.
“Beautiful.” I encourage her further as I drop down to my knees right in front of her. Now as I kneel in front of her, I reach down to pull her foot up and untie the little white tennis shoe and pull it off her foot and set it back down to repeat the other foot.
I allow my hands to softly glide up the front of her hot curvy legs letting my thumb pause at her inner thighs just under the ruffle of her skirt. I move in to lick my tongue around her navel flicking and teasing at it. My fangs had retracted for a moment but I knew it would not last for long.
“Do you know how absolutely sweet you smell between your legs?” I look up at her under my lashes.
She sucks that lip into her mouth and I keep my eyes locked on hers while I let my tongue glide from her navel up to her right breast.
“Hold it for me Isabella.” Her hand is still cupped around her breast and she moves her fingers away from her very erect nipple. I slide my tongue over her nipple and go beyond it to lick at her little fingers before I go back to it and suck it in between my lips. I suck on it as her eyes watch me growing heavier and hooded as her body becomes so fucking aroused. I let it pop out of my mouth and look down to watch it pucker as the warm air rushes over her skin.
She breathes out dropping her head back looking up and away from me as she is muttering to herself, “It feels just like ice.” She murmurs. I hear her begin to elicit moans and whimpers out while my hands move up her thighs pushing up the ruffled skirt with them. I stop at the curve where her leg meets her groin and let my thumbs brush over the edges of her soft little white cotton panties and her skin is pebbling in my hands.
My touch alone has her body reacting and I am fascinated that I can hear her wetness seep out of her lips. I know if I lifted this skirt she would have a wet spot right over her entrance.
The thought is just too fucking good to pass up so I move my hands grip the front of the hem of her skirt and slowly lift it up looking her in the eyes. Her breath hitches when she realizes what I am doing and I drop my eyes when she is now exposed.
My eyes move down and I knew it.
“Hmm…someone is a little excited…I just needed a little proof Angel.” Right on cue her body blazes a beautiful red and she clenches her eyes closed and I can’t help but chuckle.
I know I am so fucking bad but I can’t help it. Teasing is an art and there is nothing sexier than seeing how good you are at it when the physical evidence is right there in front of you.
“Open your eyes Angel and look at me.” I order…I know technically she doesn’t have to do anything I ask but I am damn sure she will without a second thought.
Her eyes slowly open and she looks down into mine.
“I already know how fucking delicious you taste…but this time Angel…I want to sample it from your fingers. Now be a good little girl and slide that hand down inside your wet panties and spread a little of that nectar on your fingertips but…before you pull that hand back out…I don’t want to lose any of it so hold the fabric away from your skin so none of it rubs off and bring your fingers to my mouth so that I may indulge in the taste of you the way you really want me to.”
Her eyes widen and I give her a half crooked smile and cock my brow up to show her I mean what I am saying.
She licks her lips and her fingers slide over her skin underneath the edge of the top of them, she pulls the elastic away from her skin while her other hand dips down inside and as I sit here kneeling before her that sweetness fills the air and then I hear her fingertips slip in the saturated wetness and a tiny whimper escapes her lips because it is obviously very sensitive to her touch.
She gnaws that lip closing her eyes and I watch with sheer fascination as her fingers work the wetness through her lips coating them for me while her face flushes the pinkest of hues.
Fuck she is going to taste so fucking good and my cock is throbbing now.
Her hand comes out and she opens her eyes and I keep mine locked on hers and part my lips slightly giving her a little guidance.
She moves her hand so fucking slowly and I have to almost chuckle because now I am pretty sure she is fucking teasing me as if the tables had suddenly turned and I am not sure how I feel about that.
Naughty little vixen.
The scent of her is now right under my nose and her fingertip barely touches my bottom lip and she fucking traces my lips with her fingers spreading her arousal on them.
“Fuck you are a naughty little minx.” I growl and move so fast she squeaks out a little when I lock my teeth gently on her fingers to hold them where I want them. I swirl my tongue around her hot little fingers and I can’t help but grunt out a fucking pleasurable moan.
“Hmmm…so fucking sweet,” I lap at her fingers and clean them off looking up at her heavily hooded eyes now.
“You just wait till I show you what a vampire’s tongue can do to that sweet bundle of nerves you little tease. I want some more Isabella only this time I want it spread over that sweet budding nipple of yours and I want to watch you do it.”
This time it is my breath that hitches when she gives me one hell of a devilish grin. I swear to fucking God I think I have met my match in the art of teasing but there is no way in fuck she will ever beat me at this game. I will not allow it. Not yet anyway.
I wait and watch as she repeats the movement while I move to stand up so I can tower over her and intimidate her into doing what I asked. Her heart thunders in her chest and her blood is flooded with lust and adrenalin.
Once she has her nipple coated I step forward and reach around and pick her tiny little ass up manhandling her and command her, “Wrap your legs around my waist.” While my hands dig in to that soft but firm little ass of hers under the skirt but over her cotton panties.
One hand grips onto my bicep and she digs her nails into it holding on to me so tight.
“Relax Bella. I would never let you fall. Ever.” I bow my head and lock fully onto her breast and suck on it with the perfect amount of pressure to get her to moan. I let it pop out of my mouth and lick my lips. Her eyes are focused solely on my mouth as I let my fang graze over her hard fucking nipple.
A flicker of something hits my thought and I stare at her and pause.
I am not sure if I imagine it so I make the attempt to check.
Isabella is imagining me piercing her nipple with my fang and fantasizing about one small drop of blood running out of her nipple and down as it drips right on my tongue.
I gasp at the fact that I am back inside of her fucking mind again and what a dirty little mind she fucking has.
In a flash I have her on my bed as I hover over her now and thrust my tongue down her hot throat as I lick and suck the sweet saliva and arousal out of her mouth.
“I am going to love fucking you.” I pant in her mouth and for some reason I am out of fucking breath and I have no idea why.
What the fuck is she doing to me? Whatever it is all I know is that I don’t want it to ever end.
I move my lips from her mouth and press my tongue right over that blue artery that throbs while it sings the most melodic tune as she casts me under her spell. I find I am now moaning into her throat and listen to her mental musings.
Oh God. He feels so fucking good. I knew he was fucking perfect but…shit…I can feel his cock pressing against me. He is fucking huge and I am pretty sure this shit is going to hurt but fuck it…any pain is worth what it would be like to have Edward inside of me. God I fucking want him. So fucking badly!
Oh my naughty little Angel wants to get fucked as badly as I want to fuck her.
“You smell so fucking good.” I groan out and reposition my body so that I am right over top of her. I drop my head down let my tongue fall out and starting at middle of the inside crook of her knee I begin to lick my way up the inside of her thigh pushing her little skirt up to bunch it up around her waist and I and graze my nose over her wet panties.
I look up to see her looking down at me chewing the fuck out of that lip only making it pouty and sexier than it already is.
“Come on naughty girl talk to me.” I press a kiss to her wet mound.
What does he want me to say? I know what I want to say. I want to say fucking rip my panties off and show me how good he can lick my pussy but there is no way I will admit that, let alone say the actual words!
I nudge my nose into her heated wet spot that just keeps growing and spreading through the fabric. I love how fucking responsive she is to anything I do to her.
“Angel…I need to hear you…does this feel good?” I ask as my thumb slides under her panty line.
She just nods and I shake my head no.
“Say it. How does it make you feel?”
“So good….” She breathes out and I realize she is just too fucking shy for this. It is her first time and I surely can’t expect too much from her when her nerves are clearly on edge.
“Rule number three…You are going to have to learn to voice what you want when you are allowed to do so. No more nodding answers. I want to hear that sweet voice when I ask for it…Is that clear Isabella?”
Oh God…I love his fucking rules. This is what I have been looking for!
Fuck me…she nearly has me undone just from scolding her!
No…she is fucking with me…she has to be…she pouts out that bottom lip to tease me and presses her index finger to it whines out in a her sweet naughty little voice, “Sorry Master” batting those big Disney eyes of hers.
I gape at her with my mouth hanging open for far too long before I just outright ask her.
“You are such a fucking tease. Are you doing this shit on purpose?” I can hear the uncertainty in my voice and my question as I stare at her waiting for both the verbal and the thought.
Doing what on purpose? What am I doing?
“Uhh what do you mean?” her brow furrows.
“Oh for the love of all things holy Isabella could you be anymore innocent? Damn…you are going to be the death of me!” I growl, crashing my lips into hers kissing the shit out of her while I am pushing my erection still clad in my fucking jeans against her hot center.
She whimpers under my lips and I am suddenly aware that I am being too rough. I back off just to gaze down at her checking to make sure she is alright..
“Don’t stop.” She breathes out and pulls on my arms to get me to lower myself back down against her again.
“I have no plans to.” I stand up, turn around fist my shirt off and fold it as I walk over and lay it on the chair kicking off my shoes and socks and yank my button fly jeans open to release some of the pressure that my cock has been straining against.
This is about the most I can take. I have to be inside of her. My cock is so fucking hard it actually fucking hurts. It has never ached like this because vampires aren’t supposed to feel regular pain but damn if my cock isn’t throbbing as if I were human right now.
As I stand over her she continues to fuck with me even more. Her hands slowly glide over her bare hips up to her breasts and she moans and whimpers as I take in the beautiful sight of her hot little body.
“Oh….yes….” she whimpers. I feel the wetness seep out the tip of my cock watching her hands rub over her body getting harder by the fucking minute.
I hook my fingers inside elastic of her panties and slowly slide them down her legs and toss them over to the chair.
“Lift up for me.” I ask. Isabella complies as she sits up while I pull the dress she is wearing now up and over her head.I fold it quickly laying it on the chair.
I stand over the most beautiful Angel as I let my eyes move over her body. The dark patch captures my attention and I see it now from a new angle...“Is that what I think it is?” I ask looking up to meet her eyes.
“What?” she drops her eyes down to look with me.
“It’s a fucking V Bella.”
“Oh.”
I chuckle. "I love the irony of it Isabella, but your pussy is far too fucking pretty to hide behind anything so Angel we are going to make sure you are bare for me from now on but…Jesus...your so wet!” I trace my fingertip along the V shape of her hair coming down to the point of it and lean down to kiss the very tip of it which is aimed right at her clit.
“Isabella.” I breathe in her scent that is so heavy right here so close under my nose and I could just slide my tongue into her slit which I must say is saturated beyond belief. “Your clit is so fucking aroused its pushing its way through your fucking lips. Fuck even your fucking clit is perfect.”
“I want to be inside of you so badly…you need to be ready for me first though. I am holding back from just spreading you open and thrusting into you Angel but I need to get you ready for this."
I feel the growl rumble from deep within my gut. I am a little worried that I have pushed his limit. I notice I am starting to totally lose my focus here. I want to do everything all at the same time. I want to taste her, touch her, feel her, caress her, kiss her, fuck her and I don’t know what the hell I should do first.
Jesus Christ what the fuck is wrong with me?!
I just need to fucking focus!
Taste. Yes....I want to taste first...I off her to stand over her. I gently press my fingers against her knees to keep her spread with her legs apart while I still take care not to hurt her. I bend over and look up at her under my lashes and try for a distraction. “Show me baby…show me where you want my tongue.” I coerce her to lose her shyness and she hesitates.
I soften my voice further and stare into her eyes. “Bella, do you know how badly I want this? I want to taste you without anything else to taint the sweet flavor of you. Don’t hesitate. I promise Angel I will make you feel things you never knew you could experience. I want you to guide me. Show me.”
Her hand comes down and she lets her finger slip right inside of her slit, I watch fascinated as her entire body flushes a deep crimson color.
“That’s it baby…mmmm…….Oh Jesus fuck.” I drop my lips around her hard swollen clit and suck right on it careful to keep my teeth covered. She bucks up throwing her hips forward with a need to grind her pussy for the friction she is desperately craving. She tastes better right from the source and I love that she cries out not holding back the passion she feels as I work her up to a climax. Listening to Isabella is so fucking hot and is about to be my undoing.
‘Ohhhhhh….oh…shit…shit! Mmmm…oh...yes...there....” She is pressing her lips into a hard line to silence the cries she lets out. I push her limits while I swirl my tongue along the sides of her clit making it swell even more in my mouth.. Her body is so fucking responsive, that sweet blood rushes to fill up her already swollen clit. I don't let up and continue to tease it.
“Such an obedient naughty little girl aren’t you?” My eyes drop down and I watch my cock fucking drool while it twitches waiting more patiently than I ever thought possible.
“Fuck Bella damn baby your clit is huge! You are so fucking aroused...so fucking swollen. Show me that pretty pussy Isabella." I watch as she hesitates. Her eyes meet with mine and she knows I am not going to let this one slide. I expect her to do it. She follows my orders and her thoughts are a little convoluted because there is so much desire burning in her I am pretty sure she is beyond coherent thought. Finally I hear her when she mentally whimpers out the faint words.
Lick it please…just lick on it...right fucking on it….I want to feel that cold tongue on it so badly...just a little more God that felt so fucking good!
I smile wickedly and decide Isabella needs to experience a little pain with her pleasure.
“Spread your lips further back.” She is so fucking slow to respond but I have to keep remembering that all of this is so new to her. She is doing so well considering the circumstances and for me to expect more would be fucked up. I am so proud she has let herself go this far and opened up. She does as I ask and I grin and move so fast to do one quick test slap on her clit. Her legs react instantly to try to close but I am faster and my hands block her movement holding them open.
“Good girl...You just got wetter Bella. Did you like that?.” I lower my mouth over her sex and start at the bottom of her slit and take a long slow lick up the center of her wet swollen slit. Her entire body quivers underneath my tongue, her legs tremble and soft moans escape her lips. I suck around a very sensitive swollen and wet bundle of nerves that is swelling further filling with her hot sweet blood as she is anticipating my tongue on it again.
"You like me licking on this." I swipe my tongue faster than she could see and begin to flick it at a speed that will have her quivering and begging in just a moment. My tongue licks rapidly over the sides of of her lips and I know that it being her first time I should only expect her to come once. As much as I want to make her come on my tongue there is no fucking way I am letting her come this way her first time with me.
I will make her fucking come. She deserves to fucking come. But only when she is wrapped around me so that I can feel her coming on me.
She tastes like pure heaven and I devour her slurping all the wetness that drips out of her slit. I slide one finger in to check how tight she really is.
Isabella's got to be the tightest pussy I have ever felt. I sure as hell don’t want to tell her that because I am pretty sure that isn’t something a girl wants to hear even if it does make her stellar in your long list of sexual trysts.
I work my finger inside her warm folds to stretch her open a little more without going too deep. Being inside of her is so fucking warm and her heat just keeps warming every part of me. Hell had I of known how good this was I may of taken a human submissive on before this…but for some reason I still don’t think it would be the same with just any human. Isabella owns me and as she whimpers and moans for me, I know damn well I own her.
Her little moans and whimpers are so sexy and her face is flushed with the pinkest color. God she is so tight…my cock is twitching and making himself known as if I would fucking forget he was down there. I snort at the thought. He isn’t used to being denied and I suddenly discover he doesn’t like the game of tease when he is the one being teased.
Selfish little punk that he is can't say I fucking blame him.
“You like this don’t you?" I murmur pressing my lips to hers. "So you naughty little girl, I think it’s safe to say that this has never been touched by anyone else?”
I wait with baited breath for her answer and hope to God she says what I want to hear. What I better fucking hear. Otherwise this would end right the fuck now and I would have to go and kill someone then I would come back and mark her as mine.
“Only you…” she breathes out gyrating her hips for friction.
“You’re damn fucking right. I own this right here.” I reach out and pinch her clit while sliding in a second finger and pump a little spreading her further trying to do it as gently as I possibly can. This is so fucking hard when I want to show her how good she could feel with my fingers alone.
“God you are so deliciously tight. My cock is screaming to feel this wrapped around it Isabella. One more finger and then I am going to pop that sweet little cherry.”
I attempt to slide in the third and realize she is going to be so god damn tight that I am sure I will explode instantly. I am fucking elated that I am a vampire for once and that if I come in her as soon as I enter her I only have to wait a moment before I will harden again to last longer.
Oh it’s so full.
Not yet Baby…You will know when you are full trust me.
“Relax Isabella.” I say in a soothing voice and the walls of her pussy ease up some to allow me to slip a portion of my third finger in her.
“Mmmm…” she whimpers.
“Shhhhh…Breathe and.just relax.” I climb up over to hover over her while keeping my fingers in her holding her open to get used to me stretching her and I look down into her eyes and her brow is furrowed with a deeply etched v in the center. Her concentration is fucking adorable. I press my lips to it and move them along to talk to her right next to her ear.
“Does that feel good Angel?”
“Uh huh.”
Oh God you have no idea how good it does feel. The cold is so numbing. Maybe if I move my hips a little I can feel him more.
God I just want to bend her over my knee for even wanting to do as she pleases without permission, but I can’t because we have no agreement. I am just a little lost in this part. I am usually in total control over my submissives.
I have never had sex just for sex. I like dominating them. Isabella doesn’t realize this and she has no experience so there is no way she could know that I will be the one in control of every orgasm she ever has again.
Soon enough Angel. I will teach you soon enough.
“Talk to me Angel. Tell me what feels good.”
She lets out a deep breath panting now, “You touching me. There.”
I smile at her ability to dodge the question with a vague answer. Nope....
“Where?”
“Down there.”
Tsk Tsk....If I had her bound she would get a swat on the ass for this shit.
I hold off the snicker and push for it. “Down where? Here?” I rub and pinch her clit.
“Oh yes!”
I remove my fingers and hand and just cup her sex.
“I am not touching it again until you tell me something naughty.”
“Oh Jesus.” She whines out.
“Master.” I correct her.
“Whhh…what…do you want me to say?”
“I don’t care what you say as long as I hear the word I want to hear come out of those prim and proper little lips of yours.” I kiss her softly.
“Here is a hint. I am holding on to it.” I squeeze once gently but to prove my point.
“You want me to tell you how badly I want your cock buried inside of my pussy?”
I froze. Her eyes are wide open and she is looking right the straight fuck at me.
Stunned?
Fuck NO!
Flabbergasted is more like it! Then she cocks her brow up, gives me my own signature crooked smile and proceeds to to pout begging for my cock.
"Please Edward...I want to feel you inside of me buried...deep." .
Holy Shit!
I am so ready for her I can taste it and I will not wait…she is about as ready as I am willing to get her. Primed as much as she is going to be for my size and I have to be buried deep inside of the sweetest hottest wettest tightest pussy I have ever had.
“Relax Angel…it’s about time you got properly fucked.”
S*h*h*h*h*h……
Isabella whimpers at the loss of Edwards fingers but she watches his hand move gracefully to his mouth where he doesn’t hesitate to let his tongue roll out of his mouth and his eyes meet with hers while he laps and licks up and down the long length of each finger. He moans out very pleased with the taste of her and he moves up to press his lips to hers.
"Taste how good you are Angel." He slips his tongue into her mouth and makes sure she clean off the wetness of her arousal and her scent she has marked him with. She blushes still furiously under his gaze.
"Taste how good you are Angel." He slips his tongue into her mouth and makes sure she clean off the wetness of her arousal and her scent she has marked him with. She blushes still furiously under his gaze.
He bemoans out a low rumbling in his chest that mimics the sound of a very content cat.
Her memories of a cats purr flicker in her mind.
Vampires fucking purr?
She watches him with wide eyes still so very aroused and wet between her legs. She starts to close her legs to rub her thighs together but she stops when he stands to look down over her.
Edward’s crooked impish smile melted her heart as it sped up further when she could not help but follow the movement of his hand as he openly reached down and rubbed a very prominent bulge in his jeans.
His fingers gracefully slide in around the waist of his jeans and he pushes them over his hips. Even though the room is barely lit with only the candles burning and the occasional flicker of a firefly she can clearly see the sexiest six pack and the very prominent muscular V-cut that leads her eyes to land on his length and girth. Isabella's mouth falls open. What was unnerving was that Edward didn’t look like he was as hard as he could get yet. If he is this big still soft....her only thought is...
Oh…shit. He is going to tear me apart.
A little whimper escaped her lips as Isabella’s heart rate picks up and everything is different because she knows that he can hear her heartbeat. She now watches his reaction to hers. He smirks that smart ass little smirk he does so well and licks his lips while his hand pushes his jeans and boxers down all the way and he steps out of them taking care to fold them and lay them on the chair.
Before she can even blink she hears his voice in her ear and he is now over her, “Breathe Bella.” He whispers however, Bella is unresponsive as her eyes are focused down and locked onto his cock.
“Bella?” His voice is soft spoken capturing her attention now, her eyes scan up to his and he has a sympathetic expression.
“Relax.” He gives her a soft smile and she sighs.
He climbs up to position himself between her legs and settles his cold body against her hot skin holding most of his weight up on his arms over her. She can literally feel his erection nestle up against her pussy making itself at home while Edward starts to seduce her with his voice, his face and even his smell.
"You are the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on and you don’t even realize just how sexy you are Isabella."
"You are the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on and you don’t even realize just how sexy you are Isabella."
You have to be blind. You are sexy. No make that perfect and sexy and beautiful and God I can’t find the words.
Edward gives her a soft smile as he listens to her thoughts. He knows he should tell her and in time he is sure he will, but for now it’s just too perfect to ruin the moment.
Their feelings for one another are becoming very obvious between them. He can feel every thing she does and once he is inside of her she will be filled with more than just his erection.
His lips move over her cheek and he kisses her softly. He pulls back to gaze down at her and inexplicably the room brightens as the two jars on the bedside tables light up more frequently and brighter than before.
His murmured words in her ear have her so aroused she can’t help but wiggle her hips under him.
“Relax Angel…..I will try not to hurt you but I can’t promise that it won’t hurt at all.”
“Please…” she whispers back and kisses her way from his ear along his chiseled jaw.
“Please what Angel?” His hand slides down between them and he positions himself right at her entrance.
“God you are so fucking wet down there.” He murmurs into her ear as he nips at it tasting her yet again.
A low rumble emanates from his chest. His growl rings in her ear as his fingers brush over her sex and he gently and lovingly spreads her lips slightly to get her aligned with him.
A low rumble emanates from his chest. His growl rings in her ear as his fingers brush over her sex and he gently and lovingly spreads her lips slightly to get her aligned with him.
“Oh Bella damn...Angel…you are so warm love...it feels so fucking amazing against my skin...baby you are so hot down there...Fuck! I think I am going to fucking come before I even get inside of you.” His breathing escalates and he swallows down air venom floods his mouth while his fangs lock down in a more permanent position. It surprises him because they only do this when he has fed on a human in the past. He doesn’t want to think that he will lose control and bite her but he knows there is a distinct possibility that it is possible and he vows to stay focused.
“I want you please…I want you so bad.” She cries into his ear while wiggling like an inch worm underneath him.
She doesn’t have to tell him twice. He knows because he feels it flowing through him. Edward’s sexual history doesn’t include romance and kissing and cuddling. It has always just been fucking. It was a means to an end and that worked fine for him at the time…
However, even Edward knew that this right here was not just fucking. At least not yet he thought.
“I get to be your first.” He whispered and her reply started the momentum that would soon turn the rest of the night into one neither of them would ever forget.
“My only….please Edward.”
His icy coldness is pressing into her heat and he feels the head slip in further but she tightens around him nearly halting his advance..
“Then we are even…” he breathes into her ear, “You are my first and only kiss.” His tongue comes out and glides over the shell of her ear while he takes her right hand to move above her head. He alternates his weight and does the same with the left pinning her under him. Controlling her.
He smiles looking down on her as his fantasy is becoming reality and he finally has Isabella underneath him
He pushes a little further inside of her and she gasps as he begins to fill her. His legs press against hers to spread her wider and more open for him.
“Relax. God Bella you have to fucking relax some. I will never get in there with you clamping down on me like this.”
Edward freezes when he feels the head of his cock being denied access now that it has slipped in a little further. His chest rumbles in a low deep growl as venom floods his mouth, his hand grip onto hers a little tighter pinning her hands above her head looks so good underneath him he is so ready for her, for this and he is done fucking waiting.
“I won’t be denied.” He growls in her ear. “Angel...you will let me in.” Isabella’s breath shudders and her legs splay open a little more and the sensation of her relaxing allows him to slip in to meet her cherry. He smiles inwardly and repositions his legs to gain as much leverage as he can, knowing he will use his thighs to slowly open her up to him even further when he first pushes into her.
“Motherfucking hell...you are so fucking tight! Damn!!... fuck…there it is…I can fucking feel it...Jesus...God I can feel the heat coming out of you...fuck that feels unbelievable. are so fucking hot inside. You’re warmth feels so good on my fucking cock Isabella. Jesus…I am going to lose it any second.” He rambles speaking faster than normal.
God she is so fucking tight. I may not fucking fit! Fuck...I have to! There is no way I can stop now! Fuck!
Her breathing becomes a little more ragged and she whispers two words that Edward doesn’t expect to hear. What is worse is what is released into the air when she says them.
“I’m scared.”
The scent of human fear for vampires is like throwing chum into shark infested waters.
He whimpers while his hands tremble to keep from squeezing her too hard. His throat feels like he has sucked up a mouthful of lava through a straw.
“You should not have said that.” His voice is strained and he knows it can’t get any worse but he is holding his own. Fighting back his animal urges. She is too fragile. He can’t hurt her. It is not an option no matter how much he wants to bury himself inside of her and just pump his hips to meet with hers.
“Edward…” she grinds her hips into him and the feeling is unreal. He can feel the thin membrane trying to deny him further access as it stretches over the head of his cock.
“Tell me what you want Angel. Guide me, don’t stop talking, keep me focused because I am so close to fucking slamming into you to start fucking you and I don’t want to hurt you that way…God Bella please…help me.”
His chest is heaving in exaggerated breathes.
“I want it. I want you. Do it. Take me…it is going to hurt no matter what right? Edward I am sure. I don’t think taking it slower is going to make it hurt any less.”
“Oh fuck Bella. Fuck. Stop it.” He clenches his eyes closed fighting back the urge.
He should know better by now. He should know that Isabella is Isabella and she has no idea what she is saying…he shouldn’t expect anything less from her feisty nature.
He is taking too long…God he doesn’t realize it will hurt anyway. If anyone gets to experience the pleasure our first time…let it be him…
Then he hears the moment she decides to goad him with six startling words.
“Are you afraid to fuck me?”
The room brightens as the activity in the jars picks up. Edward tried to focus on the sounds of them emitting light but the moment those words slipped out of that smart mouth of hers… all hope for him is lost.
“Pleaseeeeee….Edward stop fucking teasing me! I don’t want to wait anymore!!!”
Instinctively he pulls his hips back tightens his grip on her hands and she steels herself for his invasion.
“la tua innocenza è ora e per sempre la mia” He growls into her throat and thrusts forward stealing her innocence like the demon he is.
Isabella cries out under him in pain more than pleasure as the length of him taps her G-spot. He fills her completely stretching her to the limit and the searing pain is quickly replaced with the cold numbing sensation that tingles now between her legs.
He breathes out in an exasperated breath, “Your innocence is mine.”
Edward has no control over his body as it reacts instinctively to its mate. His nose grazes all over her face his chest rattles preparing to assuage the little vixen underneath him before his body responds accordingly and he begins to purr.
His nose nuzzles to her burying into her hair while his throat hums for her and if she were a vampire her reply would be a mewl but since she is human all she does is whimper for him into his ear.
His purring shocks not only Isabella but surprises him even more.
His tongue slips out of his lips and he traces the outline of hers begging for entrance needing to taste her while he is buried deeply inside of her.
He purrs and moans deeply as the searing heat from deep within her envelopes his cock while it stretches her to accommodate every inch of him. Edward is overwhelmed with so many unfamiliar emotions so he makes the move to slowly begin to slide out of her but the scent slams into him of fresh sweet blood as it fills his senses.
"FUCKING SHIT!!!" he whimpers and cries out...."Bella your bleeding!!"
Edward moves so fast all she feels is cold. Cold hands on her hips as her lower half of her body is lifted up
off the bed her legs are spread and a icy cold tongue licking and lapping at her swollen sore pussy. She hears him growl and grunt and as he slows his frenzy down he purrs against her lips. He lowers her back down and crawls up her body. Edward’s mouth is pooling more than ever with venom and he struggles to contain it as it begins to drip over his lips off of his fangs and he loses focus crashing his mouth into hers as he litters her lips with kisses, not being able to get enough of the taste of her mouth while he buries his length all the way back into her in one thrust.
"God Bella I love the way you taste, and God you feel so fucking good!"
Their open mouth kisses become more frantic and needy and Isabella is gasping in his mouth fir air. They both burn with need as if they can’t get close enough to each other while they lick, lap and suck on each others tongues in a show of dominance.
"FUCKING SHIT!!!" he whimpers and cries out...."Bella your bleeding!!"
Edward moves so fast all she feels is cold. Cold hands on her hips as her lower half of her body is lifted up
off the bed her legs are spread and a icy cold tongue licking and lapping at her swollen sore pussy. She hears him growl and grunt and as he slows his frenzy down he purrs against her lips. He lowers her back down and crawls up her body. Edward’s mouth is pooling more than ever with venom and he struggles to contain it as it begins to drip over his lips off of his fangs and he loses focus crashing his mouth into hers as he litters her lips with kisses, not being able to get enough of the taste of her mouth while he buries his length all the way back into her in one thrust.
"God Bella I love the way you taste, and God you feel so fucking good!"
Their open mouth kisses become more frantic and needy and Isabella is gasping in his mouth fir air. They both burn with need as if they can’t get close enough to each other while they lick, lap and suck on each others tongues in a show of dominance.
He stills when another instinct kicks in. The monster is tapping on the door of his cell waiting patiently but Edward knows that he will only be patient for so long before he will be soon fighting him off.
Their open mouth kisses become more frantic and needy and Isabella is gasping in his mouth for air. They both burn with need as if they can’t get close enough to each other while they lick, lap and suck on each others tongues in a show of dominance.
Edward’s Dominant persona kicks in and he growls deeply from his gut and overtakes her mouth with is tongue taking command of the kiss.
Isabella gets one tiny hint of a flavor so sweet it only makes her want more. Her lips move right to the source as if she knew right where to go, she suddenly begins to suck on the end of Edward’s fang drawing out venom as she swallows ingesting it but by the time Edward realizes what she is doing it is too late.
He pulls back and his eyes are glowing greener than ever while Isabella’s are melting into liquid milk chocolate.
She whimpers out the word “More.” and she entices him as she wiggles her hips under him.
Edward hisses at the feeling of her pussy moving over him.
“No.” he kisses her cheek and grazes over to her ear, kissing behind it, right over her sweet spot.
“No.” he kisses her cheek and grazes over to her ear, kissing behind it, right over her sweet spot.
“Please it tastes so good.” She whines pleading.
“NO Isabella.”
“So….what are you waiting for?” she juts out her bottom lip, he feels her wiggle her hips under him yet again. Her sassy mouth is his undoing.
“You are pushing it little girl.” he growls into her throat and pulls his hips further back looking down on her trying to determine her level of pain. Her eyes plead for him to continue, Edward complies slamming into her driving her body up the bed a few inches. She cries out, and he realizes his thrust is too hard. He pulls out again trying to lessen the strength of his next thrust, yet again she cries out.
He truly hopes the next time he gets it right and pulls out to steadily push his length back into her. His tongue licks the shell of her ear as he murmurs, “Do you know how naughty it is to hear you beg to get fucked? Do you know how badly I want to sink my teeth into you and taste you while I am fucking you?”
Don’t stop…
He hears her thoughts and he smiles knowing he has found the perfect amount of pressure that is acceptable to fuck her with. He smiles down on her because for him it is achingly slow and his cock seems to enjoy this rhythm and pace too.
Her thoughts only boosted Edward’s already inflated ego.
She loved the taste of him, the girth of him, the raw invasion of him and in return he loved every flavor she gave to him, the snare she set for him that now had him trapped deep within her. He loved every thing about her but Edward knew his time was limited. He simply wasn’t going to last inside of her. She was too wet, too hot, too tight and too fucking perfect to keep him on the edge. He would swear it would be impossible.
Each thrust draws him closer and he rests his forehead on hers.
“I am going to make you come for me first Isabella. Relax and just feel it…trust me I am going to follow so close behind you because I need to feel your pussy tighten around my cock.”
Her body screams for more and her legs wrap around his hips as he drives it in deeper. His pubic bone working her clit and she responds with her own grinding.
“That’s it Bella…help me bring you with me. Come on Angel I know you can let go just do it baby. Let me watch you come Isabella.”
“Oh God yes!” she throws her head back his hands restraining hers above her head still holding her where he wants her and her back arches while Edward can’t help but cry out at the incredible way her pussy contracts around him. His body is already so much warmer buried inside of her. There is no place else on earth better than right here right now.
“Jesus fuck…I can feel you Isabella….that’s it baby…so fucking tight.”
“Oh…fuck…God!!! Edward….”
His breath washes over her cheek as he presses his lips to her ear now and breathes out the words “I can feel you coming all over me Angel. FUCK shit….fucking hell! I knew it…I fucking knew you would be so fucking perfect…Bella...damn baby you fucking own me!”
He drilled in a little too hard on his last thrust as his icy cool come blasted the inside of her hot wet pussy as she continued to clamp down around him like a vice. Each spasm she had, milked another shot out of him until she drained him completely.
The scent of salt hit his nostrils.
He lifted his upper body off of her to look down at her, his cock still twitching deep inside of her but he needed to check and make sure she was okay.
He wasn’t sure but he would swear that her thoughts were slowly fading.
This beautiful girl is still coming all over him as tears roll down her cheeks and her soft faint voice assures him she is fine. “So good. Perfect. You are perfect.” All Edward can do is smile at her adoringly.
While he kisses her tears away, Edward whispers, "I am never letting you go Angel...now that you are mine I am fucking keeping you!"
Isabella hummed and he repositioned her to spoon his cold naked body against her hot curvy form.
Within moments that familiar pattern of her breathing regulates. Edward slides back inside of her already hard again and happily buried deep inside of her. His nose nuzzles into her hair and he begins a new ritual of that every mated vampire does when they are content. He starts purring, nuzzling and kissing her bare shoulder while his own body temperature continues to rise wrapping him in her warmth.
Within moments that familiar pattern of her breathing regulates. Edward slides back inside of her already hard again and happily buried deep inside of her. His nose nuzzles into her hair and he begins a new ritual of that every mated vampire does when they are content. He starts purring, nuzzling and kissing her bare shoulder while his own body temperature continues to rise wrapping him in her warmth.
© Robshandmonkey ~ All Rights Reserved
Translation…Your innocence is now and forever mine
I have to give credit where it is due……I Belong To A Vampire aka Jells & Thaigher Lillie aka Tyggs are the authors of Living Amongst Hell. Their story was the original place that I heard of a purring Edward.
I loved that whole idea!
It is a dark story but if you like dark and different...IT IS FUCKING EPIC!
purring edward, sooooo awesome xx
ReplyDeleteAn awesome chapter and as always awesome pictures
ReplyDeleteHola RHM,
ReplyDeleteBrava bella...Very nice chapter. The lemons were HAWT.
Wishing you continued success with your story,
Pattypattz
OMFG, that was incredibly hot. I love that she teases him too. He truly has found his match. I like that he purrs.
ReplyDeleteThis was hot, HOT, H.O.T. Loved it :-)
ReplyDeleteI liked that he told what he is before they took the next step. I also like that he purrs, and can hear her thoughts when they are intimate. I bet that will come in very handy when training Bella. He should tell her about it, soon, as in yesterday. Otherwise she will become upset. I hope he turns her soon, however it should be her choice.
Here is the link to a manip I found that may fit your story at a later point, http://floren83.tumblr.com/post/5411791076/nsfw-would-he-still-be-roughward-now-that-it