Chapter 51 Battling a newborn

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Chapter 51

Battling a newborn

 

Over the next three days Isabella’s body went through changes.

Edward’s venom makes its way to her heart merely moments after her wounds are sealed. It then pushes the venom through her bloodstream shutting down her system just like a person walking through a house shutting off lights at the flick of a switch.

Each major organ ceased to function but her heart beat until the venom met at the intersections of her bloodstream. It only takes a handful of beats that are needed to push the deadly venom as it travels through the miles of veins throughout her body spreading it through every major artery, vein and blood vessel. Once it has all been distributed, it slowly dissolves the leathery vein itself and the cells around it deep within her body absorb her beloved Edward’s venom marking her in a more permanent way.

She is going through one of the final stages of becoming his one true mate as his scent is now embedded into every cell of her flesh. His scent is one of the most important ways to be able to locate her no matter where she is on the planet.

Her body firms and tones up. Her beautiful skin is now flawless aside from the three sets of vampire fangs on her inner thigh close to her sex, her hip next to her sex and the right side of her throat. Her now leaner more taught legs will flex perfectly when she runs and or walks showing off her lean muscles. Her sexy tummy is now more taught to enhance her female form. Nothing is left out of place, flawed, or contorted oddly. Her small round breasts now sit perfectly with a natural lift up. Her cleavage is fuller, the tops swollen and rounded to fit nicely into his palm, her nipples were now puffy and permanently swollen but it would take his caress over her rose toned nipple before it would rise to attention and signal her sex in a warning of what will be to come. Her hips rounded out and carved out the sexiest curves that Edward would adore and worship with his hands, but the best part of those curves would be her round solid little ass, now perfected for the hours he could give it the proper attention to spank it.

Since vampires skin is so hard, the only time to get the desired result of a sweetly reddened ass will be right after she is sated. The blood she ingests will pool under her round cheeks at the mere swat of his hand and he will be pleased beyond words that this flush still shows itself.

Her mahogany locks grow an inch longer and thicken her full mane. Her eyelashes darken with a now thicker fullness and curl all up on their own. Her lips fill and swell now somewhat fuller but something different occurred during Isabella’s change when Edward had bit her lip. That perfect bottom lip now came with a permanent sexy little pout, one that would have Edward spending hours longing to suck on it.

Edward’s choice to stay connected to Isabella during her change was something that had  never been done and it was because of his choice that their connection linked them mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually the whole time she was changing.

Isabella’s latent gifts were strengthening as her body changes.

Edward’s ability to fall asleep was simply because Isabella

They spent all three days dreaming in unison, interacting and intertwining in one another’s dream, alternating from his to hers and then back again never being apart.

The moment Edward’s eyes closed and his body fell into an odd deep sleep, it was her giggle that caught his attention in his very first dream. In mere seconds, she had him chasing after her through a thick dense forest.

She was dressed in pure white as she ran in front of him barefoot through the forest.

He laughs chasing her and when she looks over her shoulder back at him, his smile melts her heart. Edward watches her in awe when her beautiful blood red eyes shift and blend into a rich chocolate brown tone when they landed on him for the very first time. The same tone that she had the first night he met her at the club.

Her mated milk chocolate brown eyes were wide with wonder looking back at him.    

His heart swelled that same moment when the two lovers lock gazes as their human color eyes signal that their lives are forever bound, complete, whole, and right.

She ran a little faster but he knew he could catch her and tackle her if he chose to. They were having too much fun as she bound over a log, her skirt flying up in the air and his breath hitched when he caught a peek of a satin and red lace thong under that tiny white skirt.

His cock hardened and his pupils dilated.

Beautiful.

He thought smiling as he moves to the left and kicks up his speed. He watches her look over her right shoulder but he was on her left. Isabella was slightly confused and she slowed looking back and calling out for her vampire, but he never strayed far.

“Edward? Where did you go?” Her voice was soft, sweet and angelic. Something you would hear coming out of a large white winged seraph.

She continues to run not aware that she is heading right for him when he swoops out of nowhere, lifting her up, and swinging her around in a tight vampire strength embrace.

His lips locked onto her earlobe and he murmured, “Gotcha!” In her ear.

Her laugh echoes trilling through the forest and his arms hug her without caution. Edward smiles down at her, his heart filling with joy, relief and bliss.

She is the one meant for him. She is now strong and sturdy. Finally his equal.

Her laugh fills the forest as the tiny forest animal’s scurry away with fear driven only by their instincts.

Their dreams continue to morph over the next few days. Scenes that included waterfalls, snow banks, crystal blue water right off a familiar island and star filled nights.

Their bodies still joined in the middle of the meadow. No animal dare come near either of them.

Edward’s family knew better than to disturb them or fear his wrath if they did. The sun peeks through the treetops shooting rays of light down over the slightly swaying tall grass that is haphazardly filled with wildflowers in small bunches. Tall yellow and white flowers with lavender petals sway in the breeze while two sexy vampires dream of days to come. The sound of a small stream or brook flows near them, both oblivious to the blinding sun, the night that it rains and the sweltering heat of that last afternoon.

Their dreams morph into hours upon hours of sex in all positions, various places, and finally come to a halt when out of nowhere Isabella’s heart bursts out a stutter, starts to thunder in her chest again like it was starting for the very first time. The loud thunderous pounding jolts Edward awake in the darkness of night.

Confused and slightly bewildered by what is going on around him, he remembers where he is. His eyes land on her and his voice catches in his throat a rasped gasp at the girl lying next to him. He gently lets his hand reach out to caresses her cheek when he realizes he is still buried deeply inside of her.

Then reality slams into him when he realizes also that for the very first time in Isabella’s presence his throat is not on fire.

Now the fire burns deep in his loins as he hardens inside of his Angel whose previously natural beauty can only be described as the two words she already wears engraved in the gold band wrapped around her tiny thumb. He pulls out of her and lets her body roll onto her back while he remains propped up on his elbow looking down at the beauty his beast had created. He hated him more now than ever. However, it was a double-edged sword so to speak. He had the willpower to do what Edward had been struggling with from day one. And the girl that lay here now beside him despite the fact that he had showed his true colors. He knew deep in his gut she would hate him. And in his mind she had every right to.

“Fucking Beautiful.” He murmurs listening to her heart fly faster than it ever has before, knowing she is close to the end. His eyes move along her body and he is rendered speechless by such beauty.

Then just as quickly as it started Isabella’s heart meets its final fate as it stops again for the very last time.

Her chest rises in a breath she doesn’t even need, her eyes slowly open and she gazes up at her maker and her mate.

Her breath hitches at the sight of him. Edward was always beautiful but to see him now with vampire eyes leaves her stunned.

If she needed to find a word for such a creature then there is only one that says it all.

Quintessence

The movement of her eyes mimics that of a humans during the rem stage of sleep. They dart too fast as she tries to see everything around the meadow. It all starts to become a blur to her keener sight and she is easily frustrated. It is a newborn trait that she will need to learn to control.

The sounds that thunder in her head hum while her eyes see everything. She catches sight of the thousands of lightning bugs out in the woods as they flash signaling their mates. She can decipher the click on and off like a switch as their bodies hum when they light up.

Her head turns to the right and she inhales the scent of Edward’s throat. This scent belongs to her and instinct kicks in as she moves closer to him, nuzzling into his chest, her hands come up to lay flat on his chest.

Something pushes through her chest and she is slightly startled by the purr that comes out of her. In response, Edward answers hers with his own.

She looks up at him but he is staring off blankly into the dark night. His expression solemn.

Her lips press softly to the very center of his chest right where she knows his heart is. It may not beat for anyone else but it clearly beats solely for her.

She tests her voice next clearing her throat.

“I see everything.”

“I know.”

“I hear everything.”

“I know that too.”

“It is amazing Edward.”

“It is only the first of the many discoveries you will have over time.”

His voice is like the sweetest softest velvet and honey rolled into one.

“You smell mouthwatering.”

“I am glad you approve.”

“What is that low rumbling noise?”

“Lithospheric plates. You know the earths plates slowly shifting. The earth is constantly moving. You will learn to tune it out.”

“What about the high pitched ringing?”

“The sun’s solar winds are bouncing off the earths atmosphere. When it does, we hear it as a high toned ringing before it arrives.”

“Why are things different colors that I don’t recognize?”

“You see the full spectrum of the rainbow now.”

“Your eyes are the prettiest green with burgundy flecks I have ever seen.”

“Thank you.”

“The color in them shifts constantly that is amazing.”

 

“In time you will learn how to decipher what shift in color means what. Each colortone is a chemical response to whatever is going on in our body.”

“They are darkening. What does that mean?”

“My mood is not the best right now.”

“Edward…I don’t blame you.”

“You are a completely irrational human being.”

He hisses at the reality of what he just said.

“I am no longer human.” She whispers.

“You can thank me for that.”

Edward moves so fast he pins her down to the ground. His teeth are clenched and he glares down at her.

“You need to be angry at me. I expect you to yell, kick, scream, hit, something…anything!”

“How can I be angry when I am your equal now? I have everything I could ever want.”

He stares into her eyes, his brow furrowed simply shocked by her words.

“Isabella do you remember anything that happened?”

It is the only thing that would make sense. She doesn’t remember.

She moves so fast Edward gasps startled as she pins him down. He is not use to this.

He is not use to this at all.

“I remember every detail. I remember feeling you there and then your touch, your voice, your face, and even your smell. I remember every thing that was said…but that does not change anything as far as we are concerned. Don’t you see…Everything happens for a reason Edward. There has to be some reason that my change happened the way it did. It was out of your control. Fate”

“No Isabella. I didn’t have control because I failed to maintain it. I allowed my body to starve for far too long and that was the stupidest thing I ever could have done. My attacking you was not fate Isabella! It was purely sadistic, cruel, evil.”

Isabella stands up now looking down at her naked body.

She giggles as Edward sits up and just watches her mortified by her disregard for the fact that he brutalized her just days ago.

“My God! How can I be angry when I look so fucking good? Seriously…look at my tits. I don’t even need a bra! My hair is thicker!” she turns around and shows him her ass and she says, “Does my butt look too big?” as she looks over her shoulder at him with a dead serious expression.

Edward sprayed venom trying to contain his laughter falling back on his back busting up.

She smiles at him. “Well is it?” her hand goes to rub over it.

Edward sits up shaking his head in disbelief. He slowly stands making no sudden movements that may startle her in any way as he is now moving towards her. His expression and his mood completely reverts and she feels the shift between them. He stands now in front of her inches away from her beauty, her scent is otherworldly now...she intoxicates him completely.

He tries to say everything but nothing comes out of his mouth. He knows he can’t hide any of his shame for his eyes will surely show it as he gazes down upon her.

Again he moves ever so slowly, never wanting to scare her again, his hand lifting up to touch her skin that now matches his.

She senses his trepidation by his movement, he sighs and he pushes forward, his skin making contact with hers.

His mouth falls open.

She is warm.

Her flesh is hard like his but she isn’t cold at all. Not like Lauren, or Tanya or any of the other submissives he has been with.

A feeling courses through him but it is quickly replaced.

She can see the pain he feels for what has happened clearly in his worried brow. His own shame is so obvious and her heart nearly breaks for him. She knows he doesn’t want her sympathy, but she needs him to believe that in time she can forgive him and although it may take a while to convince him of that, for now she decides to let him see her own pain hoping that maybe if she is forthcoming he can find it somewhere to forgive himself for the pain he caused her.

Edward’s voice softens and so do his eyes.

 “I can never convey enough how sorry I am. You are the single most important thing in the world to me and I broke your spirit and I can never bring it back Angel, nor can I undo what has happened. I want you to know that, I didn’t plan things that way. I am soooo fucking sorry. I do not deserve your forgiveness and I am not worthy of your love but I belong to you just as you belong to me and I am so fucking flawed Bella. I don’t know how to right such a horrible wrong.”

“Oh Edward, you have not broken my spirit. He may have stolen my soul and broke my bones, but you will always have my heart and it doesn’t matter how flawed you are, in my eyes you will always be my perfect Edward…flaws and all.”

Isabella watches his eyes as venom wells in them. One venom teardrop threatens to spill over his lid.

“I know Edward. I know it wasn’t supposed to happen like that.”

“I can never say I am sorry enough Angel. Never.”

That single tear falls over and slides down his cheek. She moves in and puts her lips right up to it kissing it away as the sob rips through his throat.

“I forgive you.” She whispers.

Her sweet soft lips move to his ear and her voice hardens like ice cold hard stone.

“But I will be damned to hell for all eternity if I ever forgive him.” She says with a clenched jaw holding in anger that is rooted now deep within her.

She moves to meet his eyes. His expression is disorientated as she now stares hard into his eyes seeking him out. She knows. She knows that he is in there watching and waiting. Her milk chocolate eyes shift suddenly to a black as coal tone. The shift nearly steals Edward’s  breath right out of him.

Her voice comes at him again, that same ice cold hardness to it.

“I know he’s in there.”

Her hands move so fast she laces her fingers into his beautiful bronzed copper locks at the base of his skull gripping on to it, showing him her new found strength fisting it hard, she murmurs with a wicked little smile of her own.

“Payback is going to be a mother fucking bitch for you, motherfucker. This newborn will have her revenge.”

She shoves him away from her and turns her back to compose herself, startled by her own actions and words. 

“Fuck me.” Edward lets out a startled breath…then snorts out some sort of uneasy laugh and shakes his head in disbelief.

“That won’t be happening anytime soon.” She hisses and looks over her shoulder at him her eyes blazing now.

Edward drops his eyes and nods.

Isabella’s head lifts and her nostrils flare as the scent of a carnivore has wafted under her nose. Her throat lit up like a furnace. Her hands went to it digging her nails into her throat tearing at her own stoney flesh, crying out at him.

“Edward make it stop!” She panics her eyes full of fear. Her nails claw at her throat further, “It burns….it feels like fire!”

Edward rushes at her gripping her wrists and pulling them from her throat restraining them, “Stop it Bella! You can’t do that baby you need to hunt. It won’t help to tear it up.”  

She wiggles her fists trying to scratch at it again. “God!! It is like white hot fire!!” she struggles against his hold.

“I know Angel…I fucking know…it is going to take some time to get used to it.”

The wind shifts and a scent far more appealing to her than the one prior to it fills her nose, the scent kills the initial burn at first because it is the first scent of human blood she has encountered.

Her mouth floods with venom.

“Edward! Ow…it stings!”

Her thoughts oddly fill his mind and he hears her whimper.

Oww…something is stinging and my throat is on fire.

She pulls back slightly from him, his hands still keeping her from hurting herself.

Her eyes widen as she felt the first signs of her fangs making their appearance as her eyeteeth slide in to retract.

Edward cannot help but smile, his eyes are alight as he waits to see them for the first time.

His expression glows with a sense of pride and joy in anticipation. He can’t help it. She is his mate and this is a one of many first milestones for her.

Her tongue comes out to run over her lips now wet with so much of her venom. His hand moves up and over her top lip, his thumb pushing her upper lip up and his purring increases as he tries to calm his mate.

“Show me.” He breathes out a husky breathy voice and her brow furrows as she swallows a mouth full of venom.

In slow motion Edward’s mouth falls open watching Isabella’s beautiful razor sharp fangs make their first appearance as they slowly slide out from under her upper gums.

“Jesus that is the most beautiful erotic thing I have ever witnessed.” He watches her tongue swipe over her fang and a drop of venom now lingers on the tip of her tongue.

“I call dibs on first taste Angel.”

Isabella watches him move in on her, her tongue snakes its way to his lips and she swipes her first venom coating them in her sweetness.

Edward inhales, his eyes roll in the back of his head and his head falls back as he savors the taste of her venom looking up at the heavens.

Their venom.

“Oh God.” He moans out and before he could drop his head back down, Isabella has already locked her eyes on his exposed throat. Her eyes watch, her thirst causing her to hallucinate and she swears that he has a pulse. Before she can stop herself, she whimpers out two words.

“Fucking…Mine.”

Her lips pull back, another pair of bottom fangs burst out of her gums, venom floods her mouth, her sex becomes saturated, her nipples harden, her skin pebbles, her throat burns, and her fingers move so fast to his hair gripping underneath the nape of his neck again with both fists full of his bronzed tousled locks. The rush she gets off the fact that she can hold him with her newborn strength anyway she wants is obvious.

Edward doesn’t even get a chance to stop her as she sinks both sets of fangs into his throat simultaneously hopping her body up onto his, wrapping her legs around him as she holds him where she wants him.

Edward cries out.

“Arghhhhhhh.”

Isabella sucks down the sweetness sating that burn in her throat. She moans out in pleasure as it subsides all that pain. Instinctively she licks the wound and nuzzles into his throat all the while purring.

“I cannot believe you just fucking bit me.” His hands grab onto her waist in an attempt to pull her away from him. She shows him how insignificant his strength really is by not letting go.

“Your lucky. Other voices in my head told me I should bite you right on that most cherished part of your anatomy.”

Edward gasps.Then he groans.

Isabella as a newborn is going to be the most challenging thing he is ever going to go through.

“I’m thirsty.” She whispers and she takes off through the forest like a flash of lightning. Edward chases after her as she runs straight for the house.

Then Edward realizes halfway there that there is human blood there. He kicks up his speed hoping to God he can catch up to her before she crosses the path of her first victim.

For a split second his demon suggests he let her have her. It would be something to see Isabella drain Rosalie Hale of every last drop. It would be even better to watch her do it naked...however, as cruel as his demon is, Edward was sated and in control now. He wouldn’t allow Bella to harm her best friend. That is if he can catch up with her newborn ass as she runs through the forest nearing home an entire mile ahead of him now between them.

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