Thursday, July 12, 2012

the chapter after fuck if I know...


 
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~BELLA~




“Please...please...please...” I bite on his icy cold earlobe and grind my hips into him as he carries me into his room.

“Listen to you.” his voice causes my arms to pebble up with goose bumps. He does it to me constantly.

His hands are on my black lace panties over my ass as he holds me up, my legs now wrapped around him.

I fist his hair and bring my lips to his, forcing him to stop and make him look me in the eyes.

They are red, fiery and smoldering as they burn into mine. He is now studying my face, licking his lips, while simultaneously brushing mine softly as he does it.

“Don't you want me like I want you?” I ask.

He flashes a half-crooked smile, then his brow furrows as his eyes now focus on my lips.

“It will come baby. Not yet, but it will, have no doubt.”

I pout and he grows harder under me.“I am not that young!” I frown.

“Let me explain something to you little one. I am not sixteen. I am not in high school. This is not the back seat of my car, at the movies on a Saturday night. You are fucking underage Bella. Still in school, a teenager, and I pride myself on keeping my ass out of jail. If someone found out, if they were to check you...examine you...” He trails off and then takes a deep breath and continues.
“...if one of my enemies suspects that we had done any thing, I would go down for it. I really like my freedom Bella. If I were to become incarcerated it would end badly. I cannot let that happen, because I couldn't keep my dick in my pants. My father drilled it into me that pussy was never a priority over anything especially my freedom, and fuck if you had any idea of the things that play through my mind...about the dozens of ways I want to take you to bed, you would probably run screaming in the opposite direction!”

His grip loosens on my ass, he is now stopped at the foot of the bed. One hand is pulling his jacket off with ease, and he tosses it aside moving forward as his knee hits the bed moving us both over it to lower me down underneath him.


“You are killing me slowly. My cock fucking hurts from wanting you, and I assure you that I will have you...I just can't right now. Please don't make this harder.” his lips ghost along my throat and his voice sends chills through me at the way he claims he will have me.

“God I want to be in you too baby. So fucking much, but I am also a vampire and for now I have to keep in mind that I may lose focus and hurt you. You distract the fuck out of me at times. I could break you, we need to practice getting used to one another.”

“Break me then.” I moan into his neck, then I bite his hard flesh. It does nothing.

“Damn it Bella! I swear to God you just wait. Just fucking wait....it will happen baby. So please relax and enjoy this.” his hand moves up the front of me and his nails glide swiftly against black lace and the bow of my bra separates as it falls down to the sides baring me to him. He moves so fast its all just a blur and the sound of little tears echo in my ear, but I feel nothing but the cold pressure of his tongue as it glides over my skin licking expertly against the heat of my flesh.

I look down watching him as he watches me. His eyes are so full of longing and I know its not just me that wants this. When his icy lips lock onto my nipple firmly but softly, I cry out as he sucks it into his mouth. My nipple grows inside against the cool wet flesh of his tongue. He opens his mouth and as he pulls his lips back, a hiss comes out and I watch his eyeteeth grow before my eyes, and his eyes darken to a burgundy red glow.

“Oh...my...God.” I blurt out and he leans in and drags them over my breasts, scraping the flesh but not breaking the skin.

“Temptation weakens my resolve. I want to lick, suck, and taste you...I fantasize about the sweet flesh of yours. Just one little nip.”

“Edward...you cant do this...and not expect me to want you this way!”

“I can and I know.” he murmurs against my ribs moving down my body, kissing along my side. I giggle from the sensation of his tickling me. He growls and bites a small mouth full of my flesh in his teeth.

“God I want to taste you.” He lets it go and two small indentations are left from his fangs.

He continues his journey and slips his fingers under the string at my hips of the sheer black lace panties that Alice let me borrow. He slowly slides them down my legs, tossing them off the bed. He is up on his knees and tears his shirt off shredding it moving upwards to now graze his lips and teeth over my hip bone.

“I can hear your heart rate speed up the lower I go down.” he looks up at me and I fist my hands into his hair again. He moves to crawl up and drops his nose to mine.

“Bella?”

“Hmm?”

Then he flips me over on my stomach, his hardness pressing into my ass. He has me pinned down to his mattress. I look over my shoulder at him as his inhales.





“I want to explore.” His voice is breathy and deep.

I shiver from his cool breath on the back of my neck as he brushes my hair off to the side.

“Explore?” I can form the word and finally ask.

I feel his hand slide down my side then slip between us as he squeezes my ass cheek.

“Explore another option.” He whispers and his cool finger caresses along the crack of my ass.

I am frozen not knowing what to say.

“Shhhh....” he whispers, “Don't say anything yet, just feel my touch. I promise I will stop if you want but at least let me show you.”

I let my body relax, and he whispers his cool breathe blowing over the skin of my back.

“So soft, so sweet. I love the shape of your ass Bella. It begs to be squeezed and your legs are the perfect length to wrap around me.”

His fingers trace down my sides.

I sigh.

“Feel good baby girl?”

“Yes.”

“Feeling a little naughty for me?”

My breath hitches as I try to catch it.

“Oh. God.”

“You can speak to him on Sunday, now it's just you, me, and my touch.”

I press my hips up against him.

He moves to the side and lays next to me and proceeds to whisper in my ear. “Such a fine ass little one. I know how hard you came when I explored there earlier.” his fingers brush over my crack and down.

“Wet little kitty is screaming for my touch.”

“Edward!” I cry out as he teases.

“Look at me.” I turn to face him. He brushes my hair aside. “Lips on mine, don't stop exploring. Remember tips of my fangs are sharp, but lick around them.”

I do as he says. He tastes sweet. Cool, refreshing. I find his tongue twirling mine around his and he hums into my mouth.

He pulls back slightly swallows and crashes them into mine.

I don't even realize he is already knuckle deep in both my pussy and my ass moving it in and out. I am writhing under him. Its different and god it feels good. I wiggle and his lips pull back and he watches for my reaction.

“More.” I beg.

His eyes glaze over and he bites his bottom lip and lets out a long drawn out, “Fuuuuckkkkk.”

His fingers press slowly in deeper but the other hand is now rubbing my clit. I am grinding into the bed and trying to lift my ass up to get him deeper.

“Look at you...needy.” he growls against my cheek chuckling.

“feels amazing.” is all I can mutter, “so fucking amazing.” I wiggle against him.

I feel wild and out of control. I climb up on my knees and look over at him.

“Faster, deeper, more!” I hiss and his eyes widen and his lips form the slowest most devious smile I have ever seen.

“You naughty, little tease, you are insatiable. Fuck and dripping motherfucking wet!” he has me up off the bed,up against the wall, my ass and pussy are impaled on his fingers as he works them in and out.

“That's it baby give into it. Begging to get fingered in this sweet tight ass. God Bella to know that you are still pure but I am fingering your ass is so fucking erotic. You want to come like this? Come on baby, let me make you come.”

He suddenly drops his body holding my thighs in his hands as he lays my legs over his shoulders, my back pressed, still up against the wall.

He devours my pussy grunting and teasing my clit while his fingers move in and out of me. I can't stop the insane feeling of pure pleasure as it wraps around me.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

I cry out when my entire body shudders letting go and my orgasm floods out of me.

Edward freezes not moving a muscle as I am slowly coming down from my frenzied state of lust.

His eyes are locked on my pussy and I would swear I hear him whimper.

“Edward?”


I look down and gasp when I see the small tear in the lip of my pussy. Blood pools at the wound and his nostrils flare.

“Edward put me down, I will go take care of it. It doesn't hurt, I swear.” I inspect it and notice it must be from his fang.

I push against the wall, then his entire body vibrates as a low guttural growl comes from deep within him.

“Edward. Your scaring me.” I whisper as my heart pounds in my chest.

His eyes move finally up to mine.The deepest of black burn into my brown ones.

“Ow.” I whimper as his fingers slip out of my pussy that is sore, and he stands up slowly, his eyes never leaving mine.

He lays me back on the bed and steps backwards slowly. He is struggling and my first instinct is to reach out, but my body is now crawling backwards away from him.

“Don't move.” his voice is not at all one I recognize.

“It is pulsing through your veins little girl, I can smell it. Don't cower, and try to mask your fear.”

My eyes widen. “He, who?” I whisper confused.

Suddenly, I am alone.

He just disappeared before my eyes. I catch my breath, moving to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.

Looking in the mirror, I seriously look scared as hell. My hair is everywhere.

A loud crack of thunder rolls over head and I jump.

I look down to see the perfect shape of the tip of his fang on my skin and the trickle of blood as it drips down to the floor.

I hear someone outside the door and I watch the handle wiggle.

“Edward?”

“No Isabella. It is me sweetheart. Are you alright?”

I hear Edward's mother on the other side.

“Yes.” I breathe.

“Let me in?” she asks and I wrap a towel around me and open it slowly.

Her eyes look over me and she frowns walking in closing the door.

“I feared this very thing.” she whispers, walking over to the sink and grabbing a wash cloth.

“I need to check sweetheart.” I stare at her confused. Her eyes fall to the pool of blood on the floor.

“Oh.” I am bleeding more now.

“But...”

“Bella. It's okay. I am not going to say or do anything that will hurt you. Sit down.” she points to the toilet.

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Thirty minutes later I step out of the shower, now completely alone.

Edward's room is dark and I stand here with chills, then it suddenly lights up as lightning strikes and I now hear the sound of rain pouring outside on Edward's patio. I move towards the door and pull his robe tighter around me.

I jump when his voice fills the room and I turn to look for him and I don't see him anywhere in the dark room.

“I am sorry baby girl. So fucking sorry.”

“Edward?” I whisper into the dark. Then the loud crack of thunder rings over head and I jump again. The room lights up and I catch a glimpse of him.

He is towering over the room, balanced easily on the wrought iron headboard, looking like some ominous creature with glowing red eyes. He slowly steps down on the bed,then to the floor. He is only in his slacks that I notice are dripping on the floor. He is soaking wet.

“I am okay Edward. We must of lost focus.” I try to show no fear at all. I am sure I suck at it though since I hear my own heart beating like a loud bass drum. He moves in closer, his hands tugging the robe open, and he drops to his knees.

His eyes move down my body and I know he is looking at the small band-aid that is covering it.

With speed he has me on the bed and hovers over me.

“Let me heal you.” he murmurs and I look up at him confused.

His fingers move to the band-aid and I watch him pull it off carefully. 

 I watch fascinated as he slowly sucks the tip of his finger and then moves it towards the wound.

His voice is pained as his words are mumbling out. I watch him caress my wound gently. I hiss from the burn and he moves up and begins cooing into my ear. “I'll make it better. I am so sorry...you...we....I....” he shakes his head and his finger caresses the wound softly as the pain all but disappears.

“It works.” he smiles as the room lights up with another flash of lightning. 

“Look.” He reaches over and flips on the light next to the bed. My eyes move down and I gasp surprised by what I find.

“It's gone!” I sit up.

His hand comes up to cradle my cheek and he pleads with me. “Lay with me Bella. I need to have you in my arms. Please.”

I just stare at him.

What in the fuck just happened?

All I can do is nod, curling up safe and snugly into his arms as we lie back. 

His voice is full of anguish as it fills the darkness. 

“You have no idea what you have become involved with. You think that being a mafia member is danger in itself, but Bella, that danger doesn't compare to what lurks deep inside of one of my kind, and the sad part about it, is I won't let you go. Even if you beg, plead and cry. He has every intention of killing you to keep you.” 

He kisses my forehead and speaks again, “You need to know that your fear only goads him. That at some point stealing your soul is his plan. Then and only then, will you see what I really am.”

I lay here listening to him at a loss as to what to say.

“You will be mine in every way, but what you don't know, is that you are already his. I am sorry. If I had known...” he trails off.

“No...I knew...and still...I coveted you.”

He moves over me and his lips press to mine. the amber glow of the light shines in his eyes as they burn into mine. The red tone deepens.

“Evil ran through my veins before I was turned. You little girl are your own brand of evil. Naughty thoughts, naughty outfits, seducing of all things a vampire. What God must think of his broken angel that will never be fixed...never. Not when you belong to him...no baby...to me. In case you forgot, you played the game. It is no ones fault but yours. You showed us that side that he feeds on. Preys upon.”

His lips press to mine softly, “My naughty little catholic schoolgirl.”

I just lay here stunned by his words. Confused.

I mean really what the fuck do you say to all of that?

“Go to sleep sweetheart. You have class in the morning.” He turns out the light laying back down as he takes me into his arms.

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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Chapter fuck if I know....lol


yeah...computer is frozen in some time past...i had to write something...so uh..yeah...

hot hot...hot....









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~EDWARD~



I know the scent of every person in this house.

Every person.

One of the many “enhancements” that come with being what I am.

As I step outside the door and look around, of course not a soul is anywhere near here. Luckily for me, I can smell her.

I move down to Alice's room and don't bother to knock, just walking in.

“I knew you were coming.”

“You always know.”

“How in the hell else was I supposed to get your attention without alerting Bella?”

“What makes you think you didn't alert her? And by the way so that you know, I almost shot you.” I snarl.

“You had to of known it was me. I am as quiet as a mouse...well quieter than you and Bella!”

“So you know that too.” I growl closing the door behind me as I step in. “Sneaky little heathen aren't you?”

“Please Edward, you are lucky it was me and not someone else passing by! She is my best friend. She has been through enough in her life, and I know her pretty damn well too. She dreams of fairy tales, and happily ever afters. I can see it in her eyes when she gets lost in those books that it is she that is the one that wants to be rescued from her miserable past life. She reads romance novels and love stories like she can't get enough of them and I am willing to bet without a doubt that she sees you as some prince charming who has come to rescue her from that life. She is pure, sweet, and innocent, and what is worse is that she is gullible, and more naïve than she would ever admit. But deep down, she has a heart of gold and so help me God, I don't care who you are if you break her heart....I will gut you.”

I chuckle and shake my head walking around her room, putting my hands in my pocket as I move to look out her window.

“That's a big threat coming from such a little person.” I muse.

Alice stands up and walks towards me then launches herself on my back. With my instinctual reaction, I catch her as she wraps her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck.

“You don't fool me Edward Masen. You tiptoe around here and think no one sees what you do. I see everything.”

I stiffen.

“What the hell are you talking about?” I chuckle again.

She leans in and whispers in my ear. “ Just do me a favor and watch Felix. Just watch him.”

“That is the second time I have been told that, and at first I thought you were him lurking at the door.”

She lowers herself down and walks around to face me.

“I keep your secret...you keep mine.” she quirks a brow up.

I give a half smirk. “I have no secrets.” I lie.

“Oh really?” she crosses her arms and leans against the wall.

“Really.” I hold the mask in place.

“tsk, tsk. Your dad would be so mad at you right now.”

I glare at her now towering over her. “Don't you dare Alice!” I hiss then lash out at her.

“My father would be angry that you and Jasper are more involved than you should be! You are family for Christ's sakes.”

“We are not blood related! He is adopted in case you forgot!” she snaps defensively.

I smirk wider. “Defensive little munchkin aren't you?”

I move closer to her and reach out to lift the hidden necklace bringing out the gold J that is underneath her collar.

“Is that your plan to tell Esme? That you are messing around with a much older man, who also happens to be related but not by blood?”

She narrows her eyes and grips the necklace to keep me from tugging it.

“Does Elizabeth know?” she takes it back and furrows her brow at my cold touch.

“Yes.” I sneer.

“Please Edward. She is far more fragile than you realize. You have no idea what has happened to her living the life she has. If you are just using her then please, end it now.”

I feel my anger rise up from my core.

“You don't know anything Alice! Furthermore it is none of your business! I am her new guardian and I will see that she is cared for!”

“You are also known for disappearing just out of the blue!” she hisses.

“I am not going anywhere. I have obligations to this family. To the Borgata. To our business, not to mention to my fucking father, so don't go there Alice! You don't know shit about where I was or what I was doing!”

“So tell me!”

“No!”

“I won't tell a soul Edward, you know that!”

My eyes soften looking at her as she pleads with me, using her big brown eyes.

“Maybe someday munchkin, just not today.” I look back out the window and watch Alec speak to Eleazar out near the gate.

I know I can trust her. I am just not ready to reveal all of this yet. There are too many people that cannot be trusted. Too many enemies. Too many that could ruin this family and if anyone got a hold of Alice, I can't say she wouldn't do what she had to, if she was in fear of her life. If she doesn't know, she is useless to those that would exploit that.

“I have to go release everyone. You and Esme are free to go home, if you so choose.” I turn to walk out.

“What about Bella?”

I turn to look at her. “What about her?”

“Is she coming with us?”

“No.” I look at her incredulously.

“So she is a permanent resident here.” she frowns.

“Look at it this way, you can see her more often now that the Stanley's don't control her life.”

She rolls her eyes. “No now its the Godfather that has control over her and just happens to be doing really bad things behind closed doors with her, like she is some dirty little secret.” she mockingly teases.

I narrow my eyes at her. “It can't be helped.” I growl.

She instantly shows remorse for her comment. “Your right, I am sorry. That was uncalled for. Don't be angry with me.” she walks over to me and hugs me.

“Edward you need to have your health checked. Your freaking cold as ice.” she pulls back and shudders.

“I am perfectly healthy.” I mutter walking out the door and slamming it behind me.



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“Gentlemen.” I sit down at the head of the table.

“How are things going with the new program Carlisle?”

“Perfect. Couldn't be any better. Since the first program as you know rolled out like a charm. I am already working on another one.”

“I can't believe that actually worked.” Felix chuckles.

“And why not? Perfect fix if you ask me.” I ask, watching him.

“Seriously? I am amazed that people just handed over firearms, like they were toy guns! For of all things a credit card that is only good at the local grocery store. Fucking Christ did you see some of the weapons they came in with?”

“Yes. I think it was a genius idea. Not only do we get a hell of a lot of those firearms off the street and out of the wrong hands, we can now utilize them to put them into the right ones.” I grin.

Felix snorts out laughing and smacks Garrett on the back of the head. “Yeah...right being ours!”

I smirk again.

I wear the mask and continue on.

“With the rumors of our involvement in the Egyptian slaughter, I want to warn you all that you need to watch one anther's backs. Attempts will be made out of revenge, anger, and to prove a point. No one is to handle any shipments alone. No one is to deal with others when alone and I have a very important meeting set up with our suppliers from down South. This is going to be a very important meeting. It will be my first without my father and you all know how unpredictable and trigger happy the cartel is. I will not be going alone. If I am to take control of that relationship, I need to have a number of you, who are the epitome of control. No one, and I mean no one blows this for us.

“Demetri, Alec, Emmett, Carlisle, Jasper, Eleazar, Sam and Randall, you all will be a part of this meeting. We will get together with the details later on this week. I need to figure out where exactly this meeting is going to go down.”

“What the fuck about me?” Felix frowns.

“Someone has to stay back at the house. I am assigning you as the Capodecina. They will be the best ten we have, outside of who is attending with me.”

This appeases him for now.

“And?” Garrett sits back in his chair and narrows his eyes at me.

“You will be with Felix.”

“Nah fuck that! I want to be with you!”

“Garrett.” Emmett's voice is his warning.

“No pops...that ain't fucking fair. He has been doing this since he took over. What the fuck did I do to you to piss you off so much?” He stands up and puts his hands down on the table leaning towards me.

“Is it that girl? The one that you strangely now have control over?”

I clench my jaw and lower my hand below the table to hide the fist that I have formed.

“Garrett!” Emmett stands up now pushing him by the shoulder. “Sit the fuck down!” he growls. “Boy I know I taught you better than to disrespect the boss! What the fuck is the matter with you?”

“Well fuck! I want to be there! This is the fucking Cartel.”

I stand now slowly and walk around and stand behind him and lean down. “Exactly my point Garrett, if you can't respect me, then what the fuck makes me think that you will respect them when we are all gathered in the same room with your hot headed ass trying to play the big bad ass?” I grip his shoulder pinching it hard.

He tenses up and hisses. “Ow fuck!”

“I am three seconds away from sending you off to some boarding school if you don't check the attitude. I don't give a damn what your mother thinks about it!” I let him go and I know he will be bruised by morning.

“Fucking Christ!” Emmett scowls sitting down next to his son and glares at him. “Is that what you want? Because I sure as fuck ain't opposed to it!” he adds.

“How in the hell am I supposed to prove myself when you don't ever give me the opportunity?”

I take my seat again glaring at him. “Finish high school, stop flirting with the girl, and focus on whats important!” I snarl.

“Now...the lock down is over. There are several things that need to be handled and we can't handle them while we are all chained to this house. You all have your assignments, I want reports to start coming in as soon as possible. And don't forget gentlemen, there is still a murderer out there that took your godfathers life. I want that fucker alive and in front of me by the end of the week. Don't disappoint me!”

I stand up and walk out of the clubhouse and head for my car. I glance up to see Isabella sitting in the library window. I pull out my phone and dial.

“hey.” her voice is somber, “your leaving?”

“I have business.”

“When will you be back?”

“Probably not before you are in bed. Don't stay up Isabella. You have school.”

“Are you going to be here to take me?”

I chuckle to myself and she hears it. “Since when did I become a school bus driver?” I climb in my car and look up at her.

“Since you decided to take an innocent catholic schoolgirl under your wing. You wouldn't want her to miss school now would you?”

I groan.

“Oh Bella, my oh so adorable and not so innocent one. I am a little smarter than your average sister. Hold on to that image to portray to them. I know better. But don't worry, I will make sure you get there safe and sound.” I tease.

“Bedtime is ten. No later.” I demand , then disconnect and toss my phone on the seat.

She sits there for a moment and then gets up moving away from the window.

Carlisle slaps me on the back startling me.

Motherfuck! That is so fucking random and not normal. Since becoming a vampire no one sneaks up on me.

He bends down and kneels at the side of my car.

“I was considering taking Elizabeth out for a meal. I thought it best to ask you first.”

I look over at him.

“Ask her.” I snap and move to pull my door closed forcing him to get out of the way.

“I am not her keeper. Just know that if you do go out, I will wait up for her.” I warn.

I put the key in the ignition and start up my car. I pull towards the gate and look up again to see her bedroom light is now on.

“Good girl.” I murmur.




I pull up to the club.

“Mr. Masen.” Jared is there to greet me and opens my door.

“Good evening Jared. Take good care of her.” I warn moving to step out.

“Always do sir.” he grins this wide bright smile that would blind anyone if he were standing in the sun.
“I take it your boss is inside.” I ask.

“Yes sir, but he didn't mention that you were coming. Is he expecting you?”

“No, but I am sure he won't have a problem seeing me.” I wink.

“Yes, sir. Go right in.”

I nod and reach in to grab my jacket lying on the seat. I pull it on and adjust it so that Seth is secure and then fasten the buttons on the front of it.

I make my way to the bouncer who doesn't hesitate to let me in.

I nod and walk by and into the loud club as the lights reflect off the walls thumping in a deep bass tone that is really quite annoying to me.

I head for the bar and lean in to Brady who is standing here talking to a cute little female that doesn't look a day over sixteen.

I pull out a cigarette, light it, breathe out the smoke towards the side and ask him, “Double.”

“Yes Mr. Masen.”

The female eyes me up and bats her lashes. “Is she legal?” I ask.

Brady looks over at me as he pours my drink and nods yes.

“If she isn't, I am going to be really fucking pissed when this place gets raided and I am a victim of stupidity.” I state.

“Leah, time to go.” Brady says and nods towards the door.

I shake my head just as Brady hands me the glass. “Smart move.” I say and walk towards the doors just below the two way glass mirrors above the ceiling.

I don't even knock and walk in closing the door and locking it behind me. I set the drink down on the desk and he looks up at me.

“Trying to get me drunk are you?” He grins.

“Maybe.” I smirk and walk to the two way glass looking down over the club.

“So, haven't seen you around much. I mean yeah being a mob boss and all, I get it, really but you could have come by sooner.” he throws back the drink and leans back in his chair. I watch him in the reflection of the mirror.

“I need a favor.” I blurt out.

“Edward Masen needs a favor? Well that's a first. Can't say that I am surprised you chose me. I am the best after all.” he puts his hands back behind his head and his feet up on the desk.

“Cut the shit Black. This is fucking important. More important than anything else I have ever asked of you and you owe it to me motherfucker.”

“Yeah, I know. So what do you need, oh fearless leader of all those that rule the dark side?” I ignore the comment.

“I need your protective services.”

His brow rises on one side, before they furrow. “Who is it?”

I turn to look at him.

“Tell me right now if you can't handle this. You are the only fucker I trust and if you can't guarantee that she is protected one hundred and ten percent then I will figure something else out.”

“Fuck, your damn serious. So it's a she huh?? Why Edward, have you found a love interest?” he chuckles.

I move towards him and lean over his desk, my eyes burning into his. “Guarantee it.” I demand.

“Okay, okay, I can see we are not in the mood to joke around. Sure, sure, you know you can trust me man. Have I ever let you down?”

“No, and Black, this can't be the first time you do. I want you to promise...with your own life. I will pay whatever it takes.”

“Time and place.” he asks.

“I will let you know. I would take her with me but, I think that would be more dangerous.”

“Cartel. Your right, keep her as far away from them as possible.”

“So who is she.”

“Her name is Bella.” I visualize her getting ready for bed.

“Bella.” the name drips off his lips like he is testing it out.

“Different. So when do I get to meet her?”

“Come by the house after three. She gets home from school then.”

His brows shot up in surprise.

“I am her guardian asshole.” I shake my head at him and feign disgust.

“Oh. Shit...man I thought.” he chuckles.

I move to the door and open it, music blasts in from behind me.

“You really need a new DJ.” I holler, slamming the door closed and walk out heading for the entrance.

I stand waiting for my car and realize I forgot my phone in the front seat.

“Fuck.”

Jared pulls around and opens the door. “Thanks.” I mutter and slide in to find it right where I left it. I pick it up and find a text message.

“Goodnight.”

It was as if I heard her sweet voice in my ear as I read the words.

I couldn't drive home fast enough and pull up to the house. I walk up the stairs and notice its quiet around here.

My mother opens the door and smiles. “You didn't say you were leaving. Don't do that again. I want to know when you are not on this property.”

“Mother please. I am old enough.” I scowl walking in. She follows me. “It's quiet. Everyone is gone and in case you are wondering, I turned him down. It's too soon.” her voice lowers as I approach the staircase. I stop and turn to look at her.

I move to embrace her and hug her to me. The scent of her tears fill my senses.

“I am sorry.” she whispers.

“Don't be. I miss him too.” I assuage.

We stand here for a moment until her tears stop and I pull back and look at her.

She gives me a soft smile and nods towards the stairs.

“I am willing to bet she hasn't fallen asleep. She has moped around all afternoon.”

I give her a half smile.

“Go on. You look like you are about to break off into a sprint.” she laughs, and turns heading for the kitchen.

“Everyone leave?”

“Emmett, Rosalie and Garrett are in their rooms, and Jasper is still out. All the rest have gone back home.”

I nod.
I fly up the stairs and pause by her door and quietly open it moving in so fucking quiet, there is no way for her to hear me and stand in the shadow of the room out of her human sight.

She turns over towards the window lets out a little sigh and slowly gets up. I look over to the window and see she has the curtains pulled back the blinds up and it is slightly cracked open. She walks towards it and I move to stand directly behind her realizing that she is not wearing much of anything.

I hear her let out a little gasp as she sees my car now down in the drive. Her heart rate speeds up and I fight to not laugh at the mere fact that I am pretty sure she is excited that I am back.

She has no clue just how excited I am to be back and to feel the warmth and sweet scent of her surround me.

I sneak up further and reach around her covering her eyes. She gasps again, then giggles when I murmur, “Guess who?”

“Is it the bogey man?” she giggles more and I chuckle.

“I am sure some have called me that.” I murmur against her ear. “Silly girl.” I tease and press my nose under her hair and behind her ear and take the biggest inhale of her essence in through my nose.

“Edward.” she breathes and I smile when she turns in my arms to face me.

“Hey beautiful.”

“Hey.” she flushes and I gaze at her. That gorgeous red crimson color that washes under her skin lights up my throat and I suddenly realize something.

“Bella.” I cradle her cheeks and look down into her big doe eyes.

“What the fuck are you wearing?”

I catch the glint in her eye even if it is dark in here.

“A bra and panties.”

My eyes move down and my cock grows fucking harder than stone.

“Explain.” I nod towards her outfit.


“If I wear something that is older, you won't see me as so young any more.”

Then I say something that shocks even the hell out of myself.

“Although it is arousing, I rather like your white cotton panties, the way the hug your body, showing a perfect outline of your pussy so much better.” I growl into her ear. “Especially under that hot little skirt you wear, teasing the ever loving shit out of me sweet one. So don't be too anxious to grow up Isabella. I think you are perfect just the way you are, innocent, young, naïve. It's fucking sexy. Sexier than a black lace garter belt and a pair of stilettos, which I just now realized...are not my thing. Can you do that for me? Don't be so quick to change anything and don't worry about my waiting. I am not so sure I can hold out much longer, so fucking sexy.” I slide my lips over hers and press my tongue into the sweet burning heat of her mouth.

“So very fucking sexy.” I murmur against her lips.

I pull back and look down at her. “Wanna come play with me in my room little girl?” I half smirk.

Her heart rate picks up faster and she blushes further. “I'll take that as a yes.” and I lift her up and have her wrap her legs around me moving towards my room.

“What about school?” she looks at me batting her lashes.

“Your still going.” I kiss her lips once, twice.

She frowns.

“Ah ah. You wouldn't dare deprive me of seeing you dressed in that skirt now would you?”

Then it suddenly hit her. Her eyes widen and her mouth drops open. “You are such a perve!” she slaps at me playfully.

“So very fucking naïve.” I growl against her throat laughing.




~Robshandmonkey


Capodecina is synonymous with capo, this term designates the capo as a leader of at least ten soldiers.


A Fix is a situation in which law enforcement has been paid to allow criminal activity.



Saturday, July 7, 2012


I am taking time out to finish my book! 

I so look forward to introducing Logan and Karma to the world.
I will be announcing when it will be out!

hearts and hugs!!! 


Drea~

Friday, July 6, 2012

Taboo Chapter 14


Stephenie owns all things Twilight.
I own all things Chimerical 
and am now taking a break from
My fanfiction writing to finish my book!
I will be back I promise!

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“Breathe baby, it won’t be any fun if you are passed out, but don’t think I won’t take advantage of you if you are.”

Bella~

Breathe? Yeah…not possible at the moment. He is there. Right freaking there.

Yeah that is what I wanted but now that its there…I am a little more nervous.

“I love your warmth.” That voice, how does he do this to me and that expression raises a question in my mind.

Edward is cold.

Edward is cold because he is dead.

Holy shit…would this be…oh God, don’t say it, don’t say it, don’t even think it, let alone say it.

Necrophilia?

Fuck, I tried not to say it and now I am thinking it.

“Sweetheart?”

His honeyed voice has changed slightly. There seems to be concerned behind his questioning endearment. I try to feign his earlier concern.

“Breathe. Yeah. Gotcha.” I murmur.

“Bella are you okay? Do you need to rest?”

He brushes a stray strand of hair out of my face. His brow furrows.

“You…uh…”

“What?”

I move my body to sort of sit up and feel him there again. Oh, my fucking
God why does that feel so deliciously wonderful?

Oh God.

He feels so good right there.

Right fucking there!

I slide forward a little more and I feel him slip in between my wet lips. He is so right there.

Right freaking there.

It’s so close.

He watches me, and I just stare into his eyes noticing they are turning a different color. Then his eyes darken and they are suddenly not gold, amber, or even black.

I see red.

Deep dark blood red.




My voice is so low I almost don’t hear what I say. “They are red because…you drink blood.” I trail off this reality smacks me upside the head.

Edward stiffens underneath me. “Yes.” He whispers.

“Blood from…” I cannot bring myself to say it.

“Yes Isabella. Blood from those I have killed. Those that have sacrificed their lives to keep me sustained, and I believe that is why they are this color as well. My contacts must have disintegrated. They don’t last long. It is my burden to bare, and when I look in the mirror trying to cover who I am, I am reminded of whose lives I have stolen. I know this sounds really bold and forward, but I will not hold anything back now that you know, and hey…”

His voice is low now as he looks at me with a look that surely is nothing like the way a cold-blooded murder would look at his victim. I can see the warmth in at least his eyes. They are far more expressive when he is not wearing the contacts. He gives me a sympathetic smile.

“322.” I murmur from my memory.

“Without those people, I don’t think I would be here. Just as I wouldn’t have been here if it weren’t for Seth.”

“Seth?”

He reaches over to his nightstand and grabs the large silver gun. He eyes it with admiration.

“Isabella you know this is Seth. Seth protects those that are loyal to him and me. He will protect you, with everything in him. He has never failed me…and Bella…you have to understand sweetheart that where I go, Seth goes.”

“If you are a vampire. I don’t understand why you need a gun. No one can kill you right?”

“Your right, I don’t need anything but my own strength. However, no one knows I am a vampire baby but you now. Everyone had to believe that I had him to protect me. I also keep him around, because when I was sixteen, I nearly lost my life. If it were not for Seth, I would not be here. I would be lying in the bottom of Pacific Ocean off the cliffs of the Palisades. Three rather large guys pulled up on me while I was waiting for triple A to change my tire. It was early in the morning, sometime around three am or so. No one was around the streets at that time. They stopped, got out of their car, and had me in their hands so fast, I didn’t know what the hell was happening. When I finally realized  what it was they were planning, ready to toss me down the side of the cliffs, and they are some rocky ass cliffs…I managed to pull Seth out. Thankfully, he was tucked in the back of my jeans where they didn’t see him. Once I got my hand back there and felt him, I went wild and started firing it off shooting two of them. The other one took off running, jumped back in the car and took off up the street. The important thing was that they dropped me.”

“Who were they?”

“Don’t know to this day who they were. Once my father found out, he sent a clean up crew to take care of them. The one that took off though, he was tall and had dreadlocks. I will never forget those fucking dreadlocks. He spoke with an accent as if he was from Jamaica. My father chalked it up to local street gangsters trying to take back their territory after we moved in, and staking a claim on LA. The local gangsters weren’t too happy that the mafia had come to town. Bloods, Crips maybe? Who knows.” He shrugs.

“Bella?” His eyes burn reminding me of a burgundy wine. They are shining and he looks at me with a look that I have only imagined being on the receiving end of.

No one has ever looked at me like this. I blush when I notice his eyes grow hooded and that look of lust and desire fill them. He stares at me and his fingers run along the shiny surface of that big gun.

“Seth saved my life.” He murmurs and gives me a sweet, soft half smile. I like it. It’s a playful one. It is sweet to know he is playful at times. He is the most fascinating man I have ever been around, and I want to know him better. To understand him more.

I smile. “Maybe I should get down on bended knee and worship him for doing so.” I tease back playfully.

“Bella…the only time you will be on your knees is when you are in church is that clear?”

I smile again. “What if I have a desire to please you?”

“Fucking hell.” He groans tossing Seth down on the other side of the bed, his hands move up and he slides his fingers in through the length of my long locks of hair. He grips it firmly, but holds me gently by the hair on both sides of my head.

“Bella…how did we end up talking about something so random and got us off track?”

“Hmm.” I lose my train of thought as I slide forward and then back and my body settles more perfectly as my lips of my pussy are now wrapping around him.

“It’s so big.” I blurt out like an idiot. God Bella!

A smug grin graces his face.

“I know.” His voice whispers. “Trust me…in time, you will fucking love how big he is, just not the first few times.”

“Edward?”

“Yes.?” He grazes his lips along my throat inhaling my scent.

“Why are you waiting? Don’t you want me?”

He pulls back to look at me and his eyes smolder.

“Anxious?” He asks.

“Maybe a little.”

“Trust me Isabella, no one is as anxious as I am. And I did say I will have you. All of you, but only when I say, your still so fucking young.”

“But it feels so good now.”

“I know, I am drooling on my own stomach baby. You are positively drenched and I am going to smell like you all night, but if I am anything, it’s careful when it comes to the thought of losing you. If you are a virgin…no one can accuse me of having sex with you when you are still underage.”

He presses his hips upwards lifting my body up some off the bed.

“Oh yeah…listen to you get wetter. That is the sexiest fucking sound I have ever heard. I may have to record it, make a God damn ring tone out of it!”
I can’t help but giggle. “Really?”

“Well that and when you whimper. I swear to fucking God you almost make me come with that little whimper. It is like pleasure and pain. Is that how it feels Isabella, because that is sure the fuck how it sounds, as if it feels so good to hurt.”

His fingers grip my ass and he pushes me down onto him hard, thrusting upwards. I glide over him and he slides against me as if he is a hot knife cutting through butter.




“Sit up on me and get me off little girl.”

His hands grip my hips as he lays here under me. He is beautiful in an ethereal way. If I didn’t feel him right there, I would assume I am dreaming and he is an apparition. Men just aren’t this…pretty. I keep that thought to myself as his eyes fall to where our bodies intersect. I am wet, warm flesh to his hard, cold, flesh.

Fire and Ice.

I can see the tip of his cock peek out from the top of my pussy as I slide back and it bumps against my clit. The feeling is indescribable.

I let out a soft moan at the sight of him, and my hands move up to cup my breasts. I have rarely explored my own body, but I can literally feel the aroused state of my nipples. It is almost as if they ached to be touched. I cannot believe I am jacking him off by my own sex.

I let my head fall back, my eyes close, and I just feel him.

I have never even kissed anyone up until I met him, yet here I am naked above him doing things that I was sure a woman with far more experience would do. I am sure I don’t even compare to that.

I get a little more aroused by my own hands. When my eyes fall back down to look at him, his tongue glides over his lip, and he bites down on it. My nipples tingle watching his mouth.

This is so not me, and God I have read so much romance but nothing I have read out there prepared me for the feelings that are coursing through me now. This feels like…whatever it is that is between us, is…there are just no words. I think I am falling for him really fucking hard.

It’s a feeling of warmth even though he is cold. It is a feeling of longing when I am not near him and that desperate desire to see him. It is a feeling of wanting to make him happy and he brightens my mood while speeding up my heart with that smile, that look and those intense eyes.

“God Damn it Isabella…what the fuck are doing to me?” he growls and his eyes close tight and he grunts out, “that’s it harder baby…you come too baby…soon…fuck…” his voice is gritty and I see his fangs dig into his bottom lip as he bites down on it.

He hisses a few times through his clenched teeth, his jaw clenches tightly, and I can’t help but feel slightly powerful that he seems to be about to explode. I can feel the hint of anger mostly directed away from me and I am sure it is because it is taking everything to not plunge my mouth into his. He looks as if he can’t hold off.

I am making this strong, frightening, and feral vampire, about to lose all his control.

“Coming!! Fuck…Coming!” he growls out and I look down just in time to watch the beauty of Edward’s cock pulse as it sprays out of the tip. I slide back further and the thick clear liquid is cold against my hot flesh as I glide back over him again. A long stream of it shoots across his rippled abs as his muscles tighten up from his orgasm.

I just gave a man…uh er vampire an orgasm and it was by far the strangest thing I have probably ever done, but damn he looked so hot that way!

Oh my God.

Before I know it, I lean forward for leverage and just go with the intense need to grind on something…anything. I am going for it, placing my hands on the side of his head.

“I wanna come too!” I gasp as I am grinding with all that I have back and forth on him. Closer. Closer. Please don’t get tired…keep it going, back and
forth.

“Oh…fuckkkkk….” I cry out. “sooooo….good….uh….yeah.”



“Look at you!” he runs his fangs along my bottom lip then plunges his tongue into my mouth kissing me deep and hard. He tastes wonderful and I feel his fangs with my tongue. He pulls back.



“Sharp baby, so fucking sharp, be careful.”

“Edward…” I whine out his name wanting his lips back with mine. His tongue comes out and licks along my throat.

“You taste like pure heaven.” He moans against my throat.

“So…god this feels amazing.” I keep up the pace even though my hips are tiring and my thigh muscles are burning.

“So fucking amazing.” His fingers dig into my hips and he is helping me along, then I feel his thumb brushing along my backside. I don’t even expect it when I feel it press against my ass and I am so close I can’t even react before a slight pressure is placed on it and just as I yell out, an intense feeling overwhelms me and I can feel my ass clenching in erratic spasms on his thumb.




“Shit…shit…oh…” my body is so tightly tensed up, my muscles are coiled like a spring that is about ready to bust. I shudder over his slippery wet cock soaking him even further with my own orgasm. The sound of wet flesh is filling my ears as my head begins to come back down out of the clouds of total ecstasy.

Edward is fucking amazing. He makes me feel things I didn’t know even existed. How is it possible that he doesn’t belong to someone else? I take a deep breath and my eyes begin to open.

Something is very wrong.



Suddenly his hand is on my mouth. He is covering it to shut me up. Then with a speed so fast, everything is a blur and he has somehow flipped me over. I am laying on my back.

“Don’t say a thing.” He whispers so low in my ear. He looks over his shoulder at the door as if he is waiting for someone to come in.
His eyes come back to me and he is angry. “Stay here baby.” He whispers and reaches out for the gun slowly with one hand while taking his hand away from my mouth.

He cocks his head and watches the door aiming the gun at it. I reach around for the blanket and cover myself and shimmy up behind him.

The handle on the door wiggles and we watch it. I wonder why they didn’t knock.

“Do it motherfucker.” He whispers to himself, his eyes trained on the door, but I can hear him. “Do it…I fucking dare you.” His whispered words are hard and laced in anger.

“Do it and die.” He growls low.

I watch the door handle turn one way then the other but it is locked.

Edward wouldn’t shoot anyone in front of me would he?

“Edward it could be your mom.” I sit up slowly and talk to him as low as I can.

“My mother wouldn’t dare attempt to open my door without knocking. Especially since she knows I am here with you. It isn’t her.” The sound of quiet footsteps faintly disappear as they walk away.

Then he lifts his nose and his nostrils flare as he inhales.

“Motherfuck...!” He smirks and turns to me. “Baby…you stay right the fuck here. I have something to take care of; I will bring you back something, because after all of that, you need to eat. You are dehydrated and your sugar is low. I can’t have you passing out on me.” He stands up pulling his pants back up and shoving Seth inside of the front of his pants. He walks over to his closet where he disappears inside. He comes out with a shirt in each hand. He then tosses me a white dress shirt.

“Put this on.”

I stand up and slide the shirt on my arms and just let it hang open and watch him. 


He throws his on and it is all a blur as he fastens his buttons.

“Edward?” my voice is a little hoarse. “Who was that.”

He looks at me and gives me a sad smile.

“Someone who made a very grave mistake. Don’t worry baby, you couldn’t be safe anywhere but in my bed. That shit…don’t happen. I need to handle this.”

He puts his knee on the bed, leans in and cups his hand to the back of my head. His eyes stare at my lips.

“I am sorry we got interrupted. Bella that was so fucking erotic. You need that release and you come find me. I will make damn sure you get it.
 Understand?”

I blush.

God that’s so fucking embarrassing.

His smug smile grows. “I knew you were naughtier than you appeared.” He winks at me and my heart stutters.

His lips graze my ear and his voice is sexy and I can hear his desire in the words he leaves me with.

"You took that pretty well baby and fuck did you come hard. I may fuck you there first before I take that cherry." He bit on my earlobe as I sucked in a breath of air.

Oh my God! 

I throw myself back on the bed and stare up at the ceiling.

I pinch my arm after he closes the door behind him.

Is this really happening?

I was just intimate with the notorious gangster over LA. How did I go from sitting in a boring all girls school to lying in bed with of all people Edward Masen.

This kind of stuff never happens.

I am going to be really pissed off when I wake up and realize that I was dreaming.

Ugh.

©Robshandmonkey~








Preview for Come to Daddy





"Isabella, go to bed."

"But Daddy...I am sorry please."

I can feel her behind me and in her most childish voice she says,

"I want a kiss Daddy. I can't sleep if you don't kiss me first."

I roll to look over my shoulder at her and she is on her knees dressed like the most adorable thing I have ever seen. Her hand is under her nighty and she is rubbing her pussy.

Ah...Fuck it!

I turn and throw her back on the bed under me and grip her pony tail.

"You kiss first baby. Kiss Daddy's cock and say your sorry. I don't care if that tongue hurts or not."

She moans and I yank my sleep pants off and stand at the edge of the bed.

"On your knees baby girl. Start begging for me to forgive you. If you do a good job and make Daddy's cock happy then maybe I just may please that wet little pussy."

I can see in the moonlight as her tongue comes out and the ball on the end and my breath is sucked in when the cold ball hits the slit of my cock.

I am not going to make it through the night. She is going to put me in a grave.

Fuck the punishment...I am going to spoil the ever loving shit out of her for doing this!!!

With ponytails in hand I start. ----------------

xoxoxoxox

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Taboo Chapter 13




Stephenie owns all things Twilight that
stars the sexiest, hottest vamp on two very long legs,
and his sweet, innocent little human.
I however corrupt the human and her innocence,
by allowing that fuck hot vamp to
seduce her.
Who knew she could be so fucking naughty?
 ~ I heart u all HARD! ~

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EDWARD ~

“Maybe you two should go eat and we can talk about this after dinner?”
I suggest.

“I think maybe we take a moment to talk about this right now.” My mother walks over and plants herself in the chair in front of my desk, her gaze now focused on the seat my father was usually in. I know now that I am not getting out of this. I glance at the chair, as she waits for me to sit down.  

I eye up Bella and she looks at me warily.

“Have a seat. You may as well stick around for this, considering this was your wonderful idea.” I snap, then instantly regret it. I am not angry just a little thrown. I am not at all used to being thrown under the bus like this.

I am seriously going to have a one on one talk with her later.

I walk over to stand in front of my mother. I have no plans to take my fathers old seat now.

My mother and I have always been very close and supportive of each other, and what is about to go down is anything but normal. I do not want to be too far away when I break this to her. I want to be right here close to her, when she hears what I have to say.  

I take a deep breath and kneel down, eye level staring into her beautiful green eyes. The same ones I used to have once upon a time.

“I know you have always wondered and asked Mother, but I hope you will understand why I never disclosed much about the time I was away once this is all said and done. This is really fucking hard, so please…ma if you are going to freak out, don’t have a fucking heart attack on me. I can’t lose you too.”

Her hand reaches out to mine and she takes it rubbing it as she always does, trying to warm it up.

I swallow and begin. “Mother…Bella is right…this is about time I told you what happened in South America. Since she seems to of taken the news better than I expected,” I glance in her direction,  “I hope maybe you can too. Just remember…I am the same person, just different. I am still your son, your flesh and blood, well…flesh anyway.” I frown and look down at her hand holding mine and slowly bring my eyes back to hers.

Her brow furrows deeper than I have ever seen it. I try to comfort her with a soft smile, but I know what I am about to tell her, is going to shock the hell out of her. I am not sure what she expects me to say, I just hope it doesn’t kill her.

“What is it baby? You can tell me anything.”

“Something happened down South. I know you suspected it. Something I can’t begin to describe but I will try.”

“Edward your scaring me sweetheart…what is it baby. I knew something happened, I just never understood what it could have been, you came back so different. What was it Edward?”

So, I began to explain what happened to me, and thankfully, her hand never dropped mine, as she and Bella sat quietly and listened to every last horrific detail. I could tell instantly when my words cut her deep. When I spoke about the sexual assault I had endured, tears fell down her beautiful face. My recount had brought tears to both of their eyes, when I spoke about that part of it. Their responses were mostly nods and frowns, but they kept quiet as best they could, and listened to my entire story.

My mother’s tears began to fall more steadily, Bella stood up without hesitating, approaching my mother and she leans in to hug her.

 It stuns me a little.

I speculated as to how much affection Isabella had in her life while in foster care, more than sure she had been neglected in that area as she was raised. She surely didn’t act the way one would, having little to no emotional attachment to others. For some reason, when she saw the tears my mother began to shed in full force, it must have been instinctual for her to reach out and comfort her. I could not fathom her learning to comfort anyone living in the Stanley home or in foster care for that matter.

She sat on the edge of the chair; put her arm around my mothers shoulder, while she sobs quietly, holding my hand tighter than ever.

I reach out slowly; put my other hand on Bella’s, and smile when she doesn’t even flinch from the gesture. In fact her other hand now rests atop of mine and I love the warmth of her skin.

“This is why your always so cold, isn’t it baby?” My mother’s voice spoke up.

“Yes.” I whisper.

“It makes sense now, why you tell me don’t worry.” She chokes. “You can’t die…because…” sobs begin to wrack her body and I feel Bella stiffen. “…because
you are already…they took my little boy…you died that night. Your already…”
And the word hung there in the air between us. No one had to say it.

“My baby boy died that night.” I frown never having thought of it like that, and her body shook harder as she cried.

“I suppose so.” I murmur.

 Bella’s tears increase and my mother pulls her in wrapping an arm around her waist now, as she sits on the arm of the chair.  

“But I am right here ma, and I am not going anywhere…ever.” I say.

“Oh, Edward.” She whispers.

I rise up to my 6’2 height and tower over them.

Being a vampire my senses are a lot more heightened and I have gotten pretty good at predicting what people will do physically. I am a little thrown when Bella doesn’t pause as she jumps up and launches herself at me sobbing and whispering ‘don’t let go’. Her arms fold around me; she hugs me to her crying into my chest. I cannot help but relish in the heat of her body and hold my perfect girl tighter when I literally feel her acceptance of what I am.

“It’s unbelievable.” My mother whispers. “Is your soul damned?”

“I don’t know Mother. I don’t know what any of what happened to me that night means. What I do know is, whatever I managed over time to figure out on my own, is all I have to go on. I focused on remembering what they said or did while I was turning. I don’t know anything about what I have become. I am trying to figure it all out, but I can’t very well leave and go off to seek out others, when I have a family to take care of.”

“The family.” She whispers, and her eyes widen. “Who else knows?” she asks alarm in her voice.

“No one. Just Bella and now you.”

She stands up and begins to pace now.

“As if your relationship with Bella isn’t enough to have them whispering behind our backs, I see what others don’t Edward. I don’t know what you think, but it’s only a matter of time before everyone in this house knows that you are smitten with her. Let alone this! The accusations will come and all will judge you. It is only a matter of time. This lockdown needs to end now, so that we can figure all this out and deal with whatever type of relationship is transpiring between you two. She is not even legal and I regret letting you file for guardianship, maybe we can change that. I should have done it to begin with.”

“Why are you worried about the lockdown? I haven’t learned of anything about father’s death.”

“Edward, your father’s death happened. It happens in this lifestyle. You will have your revenge, and so shall I, but for now, you must protect yourself and Bella. I love your father with all my heart, but he is gone son. Nothing will bring him back now. You need to focus again on taking the reigns over this family, we need to focus on the business, the relationships with the others that you worked so hard to build up, as for the rest…well, I will help you figure out all we can about what has happened to you.”

She is right. I have lost all control over the situation. I am not leading this family very well at all lately, and with very good reason.

Bella is a distraction.  

I have been careless, stupid, and my demeanor has changed dramatically. Even Carlisle knows it.

I lean down to kiss the top of Isabella’s head.

“Edward…your eye color? Is this the reason for the colored contacts since you returned?” My mothers asks.

I smile and shake my head yes.

“I think that is the first thing that clued me into why the two that changed me, heightened my flight or fight instincts. Looking into their blood red eyes raised the hair on the back of my neck the moment they confronted me. When I was capable of tolerating being in the presence of humans, I saw how the change had transformed my eyes as well, and the way people look at me.”

My voice lowers and I hug Isabella tighter. “I felt like they stole the part of you that you created and gave me. My green eyes. I was pissed because I couldn’t do anything about them until I could function without wanting to end the life of everyone around me. Once I found an eye doctors office, I tried several pairs trying out the different colors. I have to mask the red, because as time passes between meals, my eyes darken to a solid jet black. I tried so many damn colors. I of course tried desperately to find a green that matched my previous eye color. However, with the red tone behind it, I despise the color they become. I don’t look right with brown eyes. This is the only color that seems to change the least when my eyes turn from red to black, my eyes darken drastically and nearly turn solid black. This gold tone doesn’t seem to become affected too much by the change as I go for longer periods without feeding and well, blue turns them violet, and there is no way in hell I am going to walk around with violet eyes!”

Her eyes dart from me to my mouth as she studies my features. Bella’s sniffles have subsided but I can feel the warmth of her fingers rub patterns along my back. I just hold her in my arms and I don’t let go of her. It feels good to not have to back away from her with my mother present.

“How many people Edward?” I put my head down in shame, I respond with only a whisper.

“322. Believe me, I tried to starve myself. It didn’t matter, and only then it got harder to keep the numbers lower the longer I went hungry. I lack the control and I always give in to him.” I murmur more to myself than her.

 She doesn’t have to say a word. I am pretty sure that she wishes that number were lower too. We both know that death is a part of the mafia life, but she had no idea how much death, I am truly personally responsible for, until now.  

“All those meals skipped. I swear your father thought you had an eating disorder.” She paces talking to herself. I can see her mind working through all the things she had noticed about me and wondered why. She was answering all her own questions now.

“Did father ever suspect anything like this?” I ask curiously.

“His biggest fear is that you left out of shame.” She stops and looks at me with a pained expression.

“I have never been ashamed of my father!” I hiss.

“In the end, he knew that Edward. His last theory ended up being that you wanted to sow your wild oats and go play with girls. He chalked it up to your teenaged hormones.”

I chuckle. I look down into Bella’s eye and can’t help but smile at the beauty of her brown chocolate eyes. Those are the true brown color I love. Warm…soft. I can’t help but grow uncomfortable slightly by the way they seem to be studying my every move, my face, my body. I am resigned to the fact, they are only trying to understand the man in front of them.

Simultaneously they both drop their eyes to my mouth. I know what they are thinking now. It’s as plain as the nose on their face and I knew if I ever spoke of this, then the questions about my abilities would be posed.  

“I know what your thinking Mother, but I have become a master at hiding them, so that no one sees them.”

“May I…” she trails off and I know what she wants to ask me. She wants to see my teeth.

My eyes move to Isabella’s who is now looking at me wide with her own wonder but I can still smell that hint of fear in her blood.

“I don’t want to frighten her any more than she already has been.” I shake my head no, as I brush the back of my hand along her warm cheek.  

“I want to see too.” I  gaze at her. I have hated seeing her cry.

“Are you sure?” I brush my fingers over her cheek.

She nods, then bits her bottom lip before she finally gives in and says, “Yes please Edward.”

She has no fucking clue what she is asking. If she only knew the thoughts that a vampire has before their body reacts to that thought physically. If she only knew where my mind has to be at before the physical change happens she may turn and run away screaming from me.

I wonder if this is such a good idea. To transform from the human to the beast right before their eyes.

I hid them so well that not even Bella was aware that I had already been through this in front of her and under her nose, but more so between her legs when I devoured her.
I thought for sure she would feel the slight difference of my eyeteeth, as I devoured her the last time we were intimate. I must have managed to keep them at bay when I am orally pleasing her, because the minute her wetness hits my tongue, they slowly push through my gums, and that sweet taste of her pussy kicks the production of my venom into over drive. She wakes him up as if she is standing at his cage rattling it and poking a sleeping monster. The entire time I am between her legs, my teeth lengthen and leak venom. It mixes with her sweetness and my desire to flip her over like a goddamn caveman, fist her hair in my hands, forcing her to submit to me and my cock plays out in my head. My body had become even more highly aroused than I have ever felt before. Once I am past that point, my body screams for me to align my cock up with her pussy preparing to plunge my entire length into her, while at the same time sinking my teeth into the side of her neck. I fantasize the entire time I am licking her pussy about alternating each thrust with one long pull of that sweet motherfucking blood soothing my throat.

Luckily, when I am orally pleasing her, I push the overwhelming desire to fuck and drink, from her and just enjoy what she gives to me. If I had absolutely no emotional tie to her, she would have just been number 323.

I have often wondered if it really is all him or am I using him to place the blame as some pathetic excuse of a human I am. I am guilty of the sadistic desires that I sate to merely to get him off. More than once I have been guilty of sucking the life out of one of my victims while sexually aroused. It’s in our nature.

It is buried deep down inside of me, and I know of that I have very little control of. My desire to kill is still there. I regret more than anything is that it doesn’t disappear and on more than one occasion I have fantasized about how I would kill her to sate my thirst.

I despise my sick fantasies he has played and forced me to endure over the last five years of unknown faces in a crowd.
He wants what he wants and I cannot help the fact that the demon in me is so fucking strong, that he has subjected me to those days when he wins, and some unsuspecting human looses.

The first year was the worst with the unrelenting thirst that tormented me. I have barely managed to live with myself after his year of an endless feeding frenzy. I have tried desperately to turn the thoughts of my demon off and take total control of any situation.
I have come to accept that there are things that a vampire does to survive and the choice is out of my hands.

I am designed to kill and my sexual appetite has increased tremendously since I have met her. I am constantly battling to keep my cock from erupting when she merely walks into the room.

What is maddening is the fact that every day that goes by, my strong desire to fuck her keeps growing.

God what it would be like to do whatever I want without restraint would surely kill me if all I ever do is get to fantasize about it. She may want nothing to do with me in that way now. I also notice that my longing to taste her blood is only getting stronger every day. The thought of biting into her femoral artery has me hard instantly.

I am certain that Bella’s blood while she comes would be the most divine taste in all the world.

I groan internally imagining her writhing as she fills my mouth with the sweetness of her.

If I told her exactly what my mind conjures up to become the beast that lies deep down inside of me, she would surely take off running and screaming to get away from me. I decide to do it.

To show them my true nature.  

I step back away from her and on the opposite side of the desk, putting distance between the three of us. I then let my mind go to a very naughty place to make them appear. I shuffle through memories and chose to remember the first time I convinced her to show me that sweet pussy, and the memory of a fulfilled fantasy begins as venom floods my mouth.

I hiss as they burn when they cut through my gums, but don’t show them until they are fully engaged and locked into place.

I know this is dangerous, but if there are two people in all the world I would fight to protect, it is these two and I don’t think I could ever harm either of them, no matter what state of mind I am in.

“Oh my God.” My mother’s voice brings my attention back from the fantasy and I am mortified that I almost forgot she was even in the room.

Then I am hit with a very familiar sweetness that I crave as much as blood. I cannot believe what I taste in the air. I step back and my nostrils flare out as Bella’s aroused scent fills the air around me and  my senses kick in and the venom flows faster.

Did…she…no….no fucking way!

Her cheeks brighten and I realize I am not imagining it. I can literally hear her pussy almost bubble as it moistens. The sound of her rubbing her legs together doesn’t help either. I simply cannot believe Bella is growing more and more aroused the moment her eyes lock on to watch me bare my fangs.

I can hear her, but he can smell her and controlling him in front of my mother is going to be harder than anything.

Holy fucking shit! We need to get out of here.

“Mother you need to go eat.” I state and do not leave any opportunity for her to answer as I walk around the desk. He takes Isabella by the hand and pulls her with him heading for the door, and just like the naughtylittle lamb she is, she follows willingly.

“I need to talk to Isabella privately.” I snarl dragging her to go at my too fast pace behind me and I want to throw her over my shoulder and run up the stairs to my room, but I manage to walk so that she can keep up with me. I feel like shit leaving my poor mother behind, but there are some things I cannot control, and I think this might be one of them.

If she is as aroused as I think she is, I have to know. I cannot worry about my mother now. I shove the door open pull her in and kick it closed locking it.

The beast in me inhales the sweet scent of fear. Fuck her fear smells like solid sin.
I drop to my knees in front of her and make my demand.

“Isabella.” I suck my bottom lip allowing my fangs to dig into my full lower lip and narrow my eyes.

“Fucking show me!” I growl through clenched teeth now that I am closer and her scent is EVERYWHERE.

She whimpers, shifting from one foot to the other and her hand lifts up her skirt too fucking slow. I have to remember she is a fragile human that owns me, and I have to be so fucking careful with her.

Where the fuck are her panties? My eyes lock in on her completely naked baby smooth pussy and the want I had for her just magnified ten fold.

Instincts kick in and I let out a long low growl that rumbles through my chest. “You naughty, naughty, naughty little girl.”

Her sweet voice is like music to my ears. “I can’t help it.” She is practically stirring it up even more so when she fidgets.

I smirk at the little girl in front of me and imagine that she is so fucking innocent, I bet she would take candy from a stranger so easily. Her thighs grow even more damp with her sweet juice, my fingers reach out to capture it on my fingertip and gather it. I stand up and caress it over her lower lip.



“Go on baby suck that lip the way you do…show me.” I don’t even recognize my own voice any longer.

She lets out a small gasp and her eyes dilate.

There it is. 

The signal.

“I want you on the bed.” I demand.

She whimpers and steps backwards slowly. “I am still a little afraid.”

I smile down at her and I know its one of those evil devilish smiles I can throw out. “I know…I can smell it coursing through your blood. I can smell your pussy more, so you aren’t that afraid. Please baby…don’t be afraid. I want nothing more than to please you and hope that I can get you to come for us. Were thirsty. Thirsty for you. For this." I cup her pussy in my hand.

She lets out a low moan as I squeeze it softly massaging it to emphasize what I am thirsty for. The more fidgeting she does, the more I can tell what she needs. 

I gaze into her eyes and let them burn there. “Bella baby, don’t you want me to make you come again?” 




She stands before me opening and closing her mouth, finally stops and her head bobs up and down.

“Alright…why don’t I let you control it? You say your scared. I promise baby I won’t hurt you. I will lay back and you do whatever you want. I promise I will just lay here and only do what you ask of me.”

He is talking to her now. The motherfucker is trying to dazzle her into getting what he wants.

Her eyes widen and I yank my shirt off, move past her to the bed and lie back. Her eyes can’t help but peruse my body and they grow more hooded with lust, the lower she goes.

“Come and get it little girl.” I taunt, then watch her as she pulls each piece of clothing off, slowly revealing all of her to body to me, in a cute and bashful way.
Venom is flooding my mouth, her curves are beautiful, the dip just above her belly button looks lickable, and her hipbones need to have my fingerprints imprinted into them from driving my body into hers.

Hard.

She flushes a beautiful shade of pink and it slowly moves down over her beautiful chest under her transparent skin. I can feel the heat all the way from here and only as she moves closer do I notice how aroused her nipples have suddenly become. The rosy buds are harder than fuck and I watch them swell right before my own eyes, and find myself groaning with the need to touch her.

“Come here baby.” He coos and coerces her.

Her bashful smile and her slightly nervous demeanor is a perfect sign of how young she still is. Her hands land on each side of my legs and she straddles me, slowly crawling up my body right into the web I have weaved for her. 

That's it little girl. We got you right where we want you. 

I knew you were naughty. The moment I laid eyes on you.

He is very pleased with himself and I know this is so fucking dangerous but my God she is totally naked over top of me.  

I close my eyes for a second and groan.

She leans back on her heels and reaches out to trace my abs with her warm fingertips, and she leans forward, looking right into my eyes. She licks her lips so fucking slow and sexy and I watch captivated as her hands work to release my cock from my pants. Then when her tongue rolls out and I gape at her as the tip of it explores the throbbing head of my cock. She is torturing me with her slow flicks, swirls, and licks.

“Fuck you are so sexy baby. You have no idea.” I murmur and her tongue works its way  around my nipple that is permanently hardened.

“I like the way you taste.” She whispers out in the sexiest most seductive voice I have ever heard. I cannot believe that she is just as worked up as I am.

I fucking smile at her and my chest heaves when she sucks all of it into her hot little warm mouth.

“God, baby…you sure the fuck know how to wreck me.”

Her warm mouth sucks and her little tongue circles it before her teeth lock onto it and she bites down. My cock twitches, and my eyes roll back when she doesn’t hesitate to yank my boxers down my hips diving in to go for what she wants.

Her grip is so cute, it almost tickles.

“Harder.” I whisper. “Tighter baby and pump it.” I lay back close my eyes and just feel her jacking my cock. My hands move up above my head, I moan enjoying the sensation and the erotic way her mouth drools and slurps noisily as she works that hot little mouth.

Then I hear that sweet fucking voice again. “Like this?”



So fucking innocent.

Never even knew how erotic innocent was eh?

“God yes just like that beautiful.” I let my hand feather through her hair and brush my fingers through the soft curls of it.

“Faster?” she asks.

“As fast as you want.” I grin down at her.

She wants it.

She likes it.

She needs it.

Hard.

Fast.

I am starting to realize that my demon isn’t just dazzling her.

The fucker is goading me. 

I always get what I want. 

I moan and hear him louder.

I want her virginity and admit it motherfucker...so do you.

I hate that he is right.

Then we taste her blood.

Not. yet....just not yet.

I'll only be patient for so long.

She pumps it hard, faster, but still so gently and she still has me panting and moaning for more. The delicious friction, the heat, and her skin on mine has my own flesh warming up.

I am so into it I do not even notice that she is now hovering right next to my ear and her lips press along my jaw.

“Can I feel you there?” she emphasizes where as she pushes her hips forward and my cock is blasted with the warmth of that sweet swollen mound between her legs.

My eyes pop open and I look up at her. I bring my hands up to cup her face.

“What do you want to feel sweetheart?”

“I won’t put it in…I just want to feel it there.” Her eyes are pleading.

Fucking pleading.

Oh baby I really like that shit when she begs like that! Fuck yeah!

She wants my cock to rub along her pussy and I agree.

“I am thirsty and you sate me Bella please. Straddle my face and let me lap all that sweet juice out of you first.”

“Then will you let me…you know…feel it.” Her transparent cheeks pink up again.

“Yes baby. I will let you get off on it if  that is what you want. I will give you anything.”

Smooth motherfucker.

I lick my lips and run my tongue along the tip of my fang.

Bingo.

See an angel pick it up. I want to corrupt her and so do you.

Yeah...I fucking do to and I know this part of me comes from my bloodline. 

Corruption.

“You didn’t even notice them, when I tasted before, and this time you will.” I grip her waist lift and shift her weight moving her where I want her with ease. She weighs little to nothing and I can position her and man handle her any damn way I want.

I will not wait any more.

Once I position her pussy right above me I look up and she looks so fucking innocent staring down at me. The lust in her eyes burns deeper than it did a moment ago. I can see the fascination in her expression, her heart is beating a faster, yet still the sweetest rhythm but its picking up its pace with anticipation. Her breath is sweet and hot and I inhale growing intoxicated on her scent.

“You want to watch little girl?”

“Yes.” She breathes out a heavy breath.

See naughty.

So fucking naughty.

She is ours.

OURS.  

“You will be able to see better if you hold your lips open, let me show you how I do it, when I spread your thighs, then you take over and hold them back and try to keep up with how fast my tongue is going to work you up baby. I am so going to make you come for me. Just relax and let whatever happens happen. Enjoy it. Feed me baby.”

“Oh...” She jumps a little from my cold touch but it doesn’t take long before her looking down to watch me spread her pussy lips to expose her throbbing red hood over her clit has her whimpering above me with need. Her clit is already swollen and she is saturating her pussy with that sweet juice involuntarily.

The fucker is smug as he reminds me that we make her this way. She is not a whore or a slut. She is pure, innocent and we want to see how far we can get her to let go, and before I know it, we are working together on her.

A virgin catholic schoolgirl just had our cock in her mouth moaning on it, now her pussy is dripping for us to lick at it. 

We work well together. 

I tease her and let my fang graze over her sensitive exposed clit.

“Holy shit.”

“tsk, tsk. Someone will be in confession on Sunday.” I smirk.

“Edward, please.” That angelic voice pleading again. “I hate being teased.” Breathy and sexy.

“I know, but its so much fun.” I swirl my tongue around it slow.

“Fffffuck.” she breathes out a long emphasis of that F is punctuated by that K.

Consider her corrupted motherfucker. 

“Such a bad little girl. I may have to sit outside of the confession box just to listen to you recount all your sins.”

Then she lowers her pussy right over my mouth putting her weight on me fully and my mouth is covered with hot, wet, sweet, flesh.

She moans and slides her body forward taking over.

See told you.

Lead her into temptation.

Deliver her right into evil.

Feast on her.

Naughty little girl is working her pussy the way she wants it licked.  You going to allow that shit?

I  take over gripping her hips, gently lift her up slightly and begin to work on her pussy taking back control.  

I moan and Bella is so fucking aroused she isn’t holding anything back bucking her hips forward now trying desperately to grind on my face at her own pace.

I flip her over with all my speed, grip her hips shove them up and hold her legs spread wide now looking down at her.

She has to look past her pussy to see me. 

So fucking hot!

“You are positively drooling. I can see you coming all over and its dripping down to that sweet little hole.” I slowly bring my tongue up from the crack of her ass all the way up to her clit and swirl my tongue as she watches till she cant any longer giving into the sensation of my finger flicking over her clit better than any vibrator man has ever made. Her hips lift trying to press harder and my tongue slips in to collect my meal.

“Good girl.” I coo and dip my tongue down lower.
I hear her gasp but I feel her tighten up at the very touch of my tongue on her puckered hole.

She lets go and relaxes when I move away from there but every time I venture back there she stiffens up.

“I will have you.” I growl into her pussy.

“ALL OF YOU!” I take her to the edge and have her coming, convulsing on my tongue.
Light sprays of her come squirt right down my throat and the burn is fucking heaven.
Her hips buck forward instinctively, and I move to slip two fingers into her pussy as she comes hard all around them fingering her to get an idea for just how really tight she is.

I bring her back down slowly and lay her hips back down on the bed.

“You’re not done yet little one.” I smirk as her chest heaves in an exaggerated movement.

“Climb on.” I lay back and grin over at her.

“Hump to your hearts content.” I murmur as I place her gently over top of me.“Oh yeah baby, I can feel how wet you got for me, such a warm wet pussy. Let’s see if you can make us both come shall we?”

Her eyes are alight and the heathen in her appears as if it was just given permission to commit the ultimate sin.

“Bella.” I smirk up at her.

“huh?”

“Breathe baby, it wont be any fun if you are passed out, but don’t think I won’t take advantage of you if you are.”

Fuck yeah we will!

Her breath hitches and I grin like the devil.

© Robshandmonkey~


okay…I know that I can write some pretty kinky shit…but this and the expressions I have used in Come to Daddy are even surprising me!

I almost want to say…I come….you come.  

I hope you enjoyed this chappy cause I sure did, even tied up !  ~ LOL~