Chapter 50 Just breathe Baby!

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Chapter 50

Just breathe Baby!

Edward’s POV

It took far too long to finally get a hold of someone at the ranch, with each one of us frantically dialing every number we could once we had signals to call, no one was answering at first.

Naturally Alice couldn’t see shit as far as Bella was concerned again. Her visions drawing blanks even Jasper's decisions were marred and blurry and her concerns were growing fearful and had me further on edge. I didn’t like to see Ally so lost. She was just as frantic now as I had been.

Right before we land Emmett finally got a hold of Rose who apparently had fallen asleep in the tub with her headphones on. She informs Emmett that before she went in, the family had gone out on a hunt and she left Isabella in my room. Everything was fine and she had no idea what had happened since she went up to her room. I knew instantly that my family had turned their fucking phones off, because if one of their phones rang it during a hunt it would alert any potential prey.

I was livid that they all went together. Emmett orders Rose to lock her bedroom door and the bathroom door and to stay put until someone came up to get her. It was ridiculous because any vampire would not think twice about knocking a fucking door down to get to her if he really wanted to, but I knew he was just as worried about her, as I was for Isabella.

As soon as the plane lands, I hear Peter telling the men to wait for the cars. I take off on foot not even pausing, I was not about to wait around for a fucking car to arrive; besides I knew I was faster than any car.

No one has ever timed exactly how fast a vampire can run, but if we can run faster than the human eye can detect, I knew it had to be fucking fast. One of these days, I was going to have to test that shit out and have someone clock my ass. I knew I could run faster than anyone that was with me, and even though I knew Alice, Emmett, and Peter would follow right behind me, I would get there first, long before they would.

I came up on the house and I could see all the men I had hired were in position, on full alert now surrounding the house. Seth was pacing back and forth nervous as hell muttering to himself angry over the fact that he was not ordered not to go inside until we arrive. His thoughts were only focused on Isabella and how he just wanted to get in and check on her.

I ran right past all of them, brought out my key nearly ripping the knob off because I could not get that motherfucker open fast enough.

There was not any indication that anyone had even been here, which made no sense. No vampire scents or any other scent for that matter lingered around the house. Nothing else was out of the ordinary. I didn’t understand why in the hell she would panic. All I kept thinking was that I hoped to God she was still in here. I unlock the basement flew down the stairs key in the code and the door slid open. I move to the next room and my stomach sank when I realize she isn’t here either.

“Oh fuck!” I yell in a full fucking panic as I catch her scent leading down the corridor to the last keypad and the vault. I could smell her and I knew she had definitely come down this way. The fucking walls down in this part of the basement are solid rock because it is  part of the bunker that I had dug out going right into the base of the mountain that sits out in front of my ranch.

I can’t hear her fucking heartbeat and I am keying in the code as fast as I fucking can trying to figure out how long she has been locked in here from the first time I got the alert.

The door opens fucking slow because it is made of  reinforced steel and concrete.

My eyes land on her form off to the left a little and my heart fucking broke. She was in a fetal position on the cold floor shivering, her heartbeat is so faint and she is clearly unconscious.

“Oh Angel baby... what the hell have you gotten yourself into!” I ran to her reaching down grabbing her up in my arms. The first thing I notice instantly is that her body temperature is too fucking low. Her breathing is shallow, her heart rate had slowed considerably, but she was still breathing even if it was just barely. I flew up the stairs where my father had thankfully just returned.

“She was locked in a room that has no fucking ventilation!” I yell holding her to me.

My father checks her pupils, presses his fingers to her throat feeling her pulse taking notice instantly as he feels her temperature with the back of his hand.

“Fuck how cold was it where she was? She is damn near hypothermic, get her upstairs and into a warm bath.” He demands.

“What the hell happened?” Rosalie came running down the stairs now with Emmett as I pass by them and head up the stairs straight for my room.

“Come on baby you gotta wake up…please Bella. Fuck baby don’t you do this to me!!”

My mother runs past me into the bathroom and starts filling the tub with water. I sit at the foot of the bed holding her to me rocking her, and I keep trying to get her to respond to me.

“Come on Bella just fucking breathe damn it! You can’t do this to me!” I am pressing my lips to her cheek, her face, her lips. She is clearly starting to breathe a little deeper now that she is in a room with oxygen in it but she isn’t coherent at all.

“Please Bella wake the fuck up baby!”

God she smelled so fucking good and I should be worried I am holding her too tight but fuck…I missed her and to come back and find her locked in the vault knowing I could have lost her and still quite possibly could scared the shit out of me. I was fighting back a sob trying to wake her up.

The vault room has a steady controlled temperature once it is sealed shut. There are no air vents. Air is one of the things that can deteriorate things and it was one of the reasons I chose to store my father’s collection in such a place. Some of the art and artifacts in that room is hundreds of years old. The room is not in any way designed to have a human survive in there if it is sealed shut.

She was basically suffocating and it’s too cold for a human to withstand it for very long. What made it worse was the fact that she was dressed in a thin cotton sundress with flip-flops on her feet for God sakes.

“Edward you are going to have to get away from her! Your body temperature isn’t helping her son.” My father warns.

“GET OUT!” I yell at everyone who stood in my room now watching. All their voices were flooding my head and I could not think straight.

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!” I yell at them as I carry her into the bathroom kicking the door closed. I turn to my mom and plead with her, “Help me get her clothes off.” She snaps into action and helps get her undressed while I hold her ready to lay her in the warm water.

“Come on baby. Wake up…I know you can hear me. You have to wake up Bella please don’t do this to me. I need you to please wake up for me baby.”

“I will go heat up some warm milk should she wake up soon.” My mother says and she leaves the bathroom shutting the door.

I rip my shirt and pants off, kick my shoes and socks off, climb in behind her turning on the jets, and kick up the temperature of the water. Using a rag, I wipe it over her face trying to get her to warm up.

I know once my body heats up from the hot water I can pull her against me again and use my body to warm her further. She still shivers which I know is a good sign. Her body is obviously trying to warm itself up again.

After a few minutes my temperature has increased to match the water and I can feel her body heat rise agonizingly slow over the next several minutes. I keep pressing my chin over the top of her head, hoping to hold her body heat in.

“Come on baby…what the hell did you do baby…what caused you to even go down there Isabella? Please baby wake the fuck up!”

I press my lips to the top of her head after running a warm rag over her face trying to warm her skin further while keeping up my attempts to get her to wake up.

“Angel you gotta wake up baby. I know you were not in there for that long, I didn’t realize that you were in so much danger! God what the fuck was I thinking! I know it was too long for you to be locked in the fucking vault!!”

My father’s thoughts come through from the other side of the door.

If she has been deprived of oxygen, there is a possibility of brain damage. If she doesn’t respond soon she needs to be taken to a hospital to assess her condition.

“She is breathing on her own though!” I yell at him.

“I know Edward and that is a good sign but she needs to wake up now.”

I press my lips to her forehead and rock her. “Please baby wake up. This is so fucking stupid I should have warned you! Fuck, I had no idea you would go beyond the safe room! Wake up baby!”

I get no response from her and my throat starts to burn like fire. A low growl rumbles in my chest, the beast is uneasy, he is restless, agitated, and reminds me that he is right there waiting. I can see his glowing red eyes as he glares, hisses, rattling his cage and I can’t seem to focus on anything but his agitation right now. I just want him to shut the fuck up. I don’t need this now.

“Mine…bite her, fucking bite her now…mine…take her and claim her! Turn her now before it’s too late! She is fucking mine!”

I take a deep breath and inhale her scent, brush my hand over her cheek and whisper in her ear, “Isabella…if you don’t wake up in the next few minutes…I won’t hesitate…I won’t let you fucking live with brain damage God damn it! WAKE THE FUCK UP!” I am sobbing now as she lays here limp in my arms.

I let out a load roar and scream out, “BELLA DON’T DO THIS TO ME! FUCK!!!!!!!!”

The mirrors, window, and walls shake from my deep howling. I am so close to letting him out to let him take her now. I lower my head into the crook of her neck and whisper, “Forgive me Angel...” suddenly her head lolls to the side and she murmurs something.

“Bella?” I gasp out her name.

“Sooo….soooo…ccccold.” she shivers and I let out a whimper at the sound of her voice, even if it is scratchy and she is stuttering her words.

“I know Angel. You are warming up though, just a little longer.” I brush her hair over her shoulder and pull her up to me kissing her shoulder. My body temperature is warming even further as well.

“Edddwward?”

I close my eyes and thank God. “Yes baby. I am here.”

“Sooo..tttired.”

“Angel you need to try and stay awake okay, just keep talking to me baby, I want to know what happened? Can you do that…keep talking?” I press the warm rag to her forehead again.

She doesn’t answer.

“Angel?”

Her heard turns slightly and I can see as her eyes slowly open and she looks up at me. “You came back?” the corner of her lips turn up in a small smile, her body shivers.

“Did you think I wouldn’t?” I look down at her, never more happy in my fucking life.

 “It’s been soooo long.” She shivers again.

“Isabella what happened? How did you end up in the vault?” I ask.

“I am sorry Edward. I didn’t mean to…I…I just got locked in. How did you know where to find me?” She starts to move and sit up, I hold her still.

“Stay baby you need to warm up more.”

“I want to see you.” She whines.

“I am right here.” I press my lips to her cheek and she wiggles her body anyway squirming against me fighting me the whole time. She manages to flip over on her stomach now facing me, her eyes well up with tears that start to spill over the edge.

“I missed you!” she throws her arms around my neck and hugs her naked cold body to mine and I cannot help but wrap my arms around her and squeeze pushing my nose in the top of her hair and inhaling her scent.

“I fucking missed you too baby so much.” I murmur nuzzling into her and feeling nothing but relief. “Fuck Bella you scared the living shit out of me just now!” I softly scold her.

“I am sorry…I didn’t mean to. I went down to make sure that whatever you put down there didn’t spoil. You said you put supplies down there but that was weeks ago…I didn’t know what to expect and I was so stupid to go nosing around where I shouldn’t have been. I am so sorry Edward please don’t be angry at me for this…but how did you find me?” her eyes are searching mine for any anger.

“You silly girl…are you saying nothing happened? You just decided to go exploring? Couldn’t seem to stay out of some sort of mischief could you?” I ask teasingly.

“I suppose. I was bored there was nothing to do…but mostly I wanted to make sure that nothing was spoiling down there. I know how you are about things.”

“Oh Bella, what in the hell am I going to do with you?” I kiss her lips softly and they are still too cold.

Her lip lifts a little in a half smirk as she thinks about something, then her eyes fall to my lips. I can literally see the wheels turning in her head. I am sure whatever she is thinking will surprise me.

“Master should punish me.” Then she breaks out in the most devilish little grin.

“Is that so?” I cock my brow up at her suggestion but all I can feel right now is the relief that she is safe and obviously fine with her naughty desires completely un-phased by this event. She moves her body up, her lips kissing up along my neck as she moves up towards my lips. She wastes no time pushing her tongue in my mouth moaning all the while her fingers lace through my hair and tug on it. I kiss her back and we continue until she runs out of breath sooner than she actually should. I know she is still week and needs to breathe more of her own oxygen and not mine. She pulls back and sighs her brow furrows a little in frustration.

“How did you find me? I didn’t tell anyone where I was going.” He eyes study my face.

“Isabella, you saw what was in that room, did you not?” I ask with every bit of sarcasm in my tone.

She nods.

“Don’t you think that I would have some sort of system that would alert me if the walls of that room had ever been breeched?” I was sure she would have already known this.

“Of course you would. What as I thinking.” she groans then her eyes widen, “Wait…you didn’t just fly all the way home because of that did you?”

I cock my brow up on in surprise before I narrow my eyes at her. “Why the fuck would you think that I would not come running back here to you if you were in danger?” My anger spikes a little.

“I would drop everything if I thought you were being harmed Isabella. Don’t you know that by now? Can’t you see how much I love you? Jesus Christ you almost died in that fucking room!”

“But Edward what about the mission? What about the men? Where is everyone? Is Alice and Emmett okay? Please tell me that I did not ruin the mission”

“Everyone else is fine. They are all worried about you! Come on its time to get out you are shriveling up like a prune. You need some warm clothes. My mother has made you some warm milk which will help.”

Her fingers tickle the little bit of chest hair I have and she murmurs, “I don’t want you to get dressed…in fact you are wearing your boxers and I want them off you now.” She pouts.

I shake my head in disbelief. “Oh Isabella what in the hell am I really going to do with you, you naughty girl?” I hug her to me.

She licks the shell of my ear and whispers, “Spank me. Spank me hard.” Her hips press into my now growing erection and I groan out.

“Oh my silly little submissive girl, you are most definitely entitled to some form of punishment I assure you when you are up to it, I plan to most definitely provide a reasonable amount of discipline for that little snooping stunt of yours.” I growl in her ear and nip at it. She moans out a little.

“Missed the fuck out you.” I slid my hand up under the mane of her hair gripping ahold a fist of it and pull her head back to look into her eyes. “I can’t wait to punish that sweet ass for scaring the fucking shit out of me, and I crash into her lips with mine thrusting my cock towards her needy pussy, while shoving my tongue in her mouth dominating her with my kiss.

After I had kissed the living hell out of her, we got out of the tub. She was still too weak. Far weaker than she thought when she almost did a face plant on the tile floor in the bathroom trying to make it on her own and I caught her of course. I would always be there to catch her.

I select a pair of my sweats and help her step into them rolling them up at her waist. I pull out a t-shirt and pull it over her head and grab a sweater too. I get dressed and carry her downstairs dressed in far more than she probably needed to have, but I wanted to make sure she was okay. I had my father check her out again. He tested her reflexes, her response time, and some other doctor type tests as I made my way back down to the basement to secure everything.

That was when my brother snuck up behind me. This was an epic first for the motherfucker. He had never been able to pull this off no matter how many times he tried throughout our lifetime. I literally jumped when I heard his booming voice echo through the vault as he caught sight of everything as I looked over the room.

“WHAT THE FUCK?”

Needless to say I spent the next hour down here with Emmett showing him all the shit my father left me. He was pissed I had never showed him before, then the fucker said, “I do believe you owe me this much for putting up with your ass as my brother.” He laughs as he picks up a bar of gold.

I laughed back at him, “Deal.”

His eyes widen and he says “Seriously?”

“Emmett you idiot…you would settle on one gold fucking bar?” I stare at him waiting for a reply.

His brow furrows and he smirks. “Your right make it two!”

I shake my head and chuckle, turn to leave and he follows behind me. I key in the code to shut the door and I mutter, “You could have demanded half and I would have given it to you.”

I took off up the stairs laughing hearing him cursing himself.

I walk in to find my family standing around talking and Isabella is sipping on a cup of hot chocolate.

Her eyes land on me and they light up. I was pretty sure that mine did the same thing. My heart swells when I see her. My world feels all right again.

We spent the next couple of hours discussing the mission and all that had been accomplished. I kept Isabella at a distance though because I was not warm enough for her to let her hang on me even though I wanted to hold her desperately.

I had the guys driven to the nearest motel, I went ahead and booked the entire place to let them get some much needed rest for the night before we were going to head out the next day.

After listening to Peter rant and rave about the time we have lost I decide I am not about to spend another minute with anyone else but my Angel. We are already compromising the mission and we have to go and finish what we started but I am taking a much needed break myself to spend time with her while I can.

I walk over and lift her up in my arms right after she has devoured a bowl of hot soup. Her condition has improved rapidly over the last couple hours. I carry her upstairs to my room. On the way up, she looks at me under her lashes and her skin flushes a pinkish tone bordering on a brighter red.

I can’t help but smirk at her. “Someone is thinking naughty thoughts.” I murmur against her ear and kiss it softly, letting out a heavy breath blowing into her ear as my desire for her builds quickly.

“You are driving me insane with that scent Isabella…my baby is already wet for me isn’t she?” I ask as I kick the bedroom door closed behind us.

She sucks her bottom lip and looks up at me, her eyes are hooded with lust.

“Oh God.” She grips onto my hair and kisses me hard squirming in my arms. I lay her back on my bed slowly and tell her, “Easy baby. You are so fragile still.”

“I feel fine!” she refuses to let go of my neck holding me down to hover over her.

She is rubbing her thighs together and whimpering underneath me and she starts to beg.

“Please Edward…touch me.”

“Where?” I stare into her eyes and watch and wait for her reply.

“Where do you think?” she pouts and rubs up trying to get friction against my body but I am too far away from her to grind up against. She looks so adorable trying to hump me but all she is getting is air.

I smile down at her and her frustration builds further.

“Feisty little kitten still…I see.” I tease her and lower my lips to her temple and kiss lightly.

“Hmmph.” She grumps, crosses her arms over her chest, and turns her head trying to act all angry.

I chuckle. “What’s wrong Angel?”

“You are teasing me! I don’t want to be teased! It has been too long!”

“Oh…too long for what?” I ask watching her eyes narrow further. She is getting really irritated and it is so fucking cute I cannot help but get harder watching her.

I should know better, where Bella is concerned, because she is so fucking sassy and feisty especially if she does not get her way. I should expect anything from her at this point. Until she gets what she wants, she is going to conjure up ways to do just that.

She is totally aroused now and her thoughts are playing out perfectly for me, cluing me into what she is planning. I cannot help but enjoy the way her mind works.

Isabella definitely has an angel on her right shoulder and a devil on her left and that devil on her left goads her on like nothing I have ever seen. It is almost as if I can hear the devil cuing her on what to do. What he thinks will work on me.

Tease him back, but not directly, tease him with my body.

Her hands drop to her stomach and she rubs them up and along her sides moving them slowly down to move up under the front of the sweater she has on.

I sit up back on my heels now, and just watch her fascinated, by her little game of seduction.

“I am hot now. It is too hot.” She grumps and pulls the sweater up over her head tossing it. I smile down at her and her hand is now under her t-shirt running it slowly across the bare flesh of her stomach. She hums closes her eyes acting as if I am not even here in the room with her and she licks her lips.

I don’t know if I look seductive or stupid but it is worth a shot.

I hold back my desire to laugh and groan at the same time. I want to laugh because she truly is a little hellion and I want to groan because she is every bit as seductive as she is trying to be even though she does not believe it. There is nothing stupid about her.

I watch her hand slip under the rolled up part of my sweats on her tummy, she is teasing me slowly with her eyes still closed. A little moan escapes her lips the lower her hand moves down to her pussy which I can already smell how fucking aroused she really is

I should look at him when I touch myself. I know he wont be able to resist.

Oh you little vixen. I truly wished she had not just been through hell so I could grab her, throw her over my knee and finger fuck her while I spank her sweet ass hard with those pants pulled down around her knees right now. I had to be even more careful than before and a low growl rumbles out of my chest and throat. Her eyes pop open and she nearly does a fist pump thinking that she is getting to me.

Well technically she is, but I am fighting her on it. We are in some sort of power exchange now.

After watching her for a few minutes my cock harder than hell growing even more uncomfortable in my jeans, I wonder why the fuck I am even playing this game with her.

She wants me to touch and fuck her and I want to do both of those just as badly. What in the hell is wrong with me and my fucked up ego?

I narrow my eyes at her and snarl as she watches. I open my lips and do a little teasing of my own letting my fangs out slower than usual so she witnesses their descent once I retract my eyeteeth. Venom drips from the tip and I cannot help but smirk at her with a smug grin as I swipe and taste the venom on the tip of my tongue.

God that’s so fucking sexy when he does that. I want to pounce on him. Why am I not pouncing on him?

I listen to her internal monologue that sounds pretty close to what mine is like.

“Mine.” I growl out and swipe my hand down the front of those sweats tearing through the material from the top of her navel to her pussy. I reach out and grip both edges as they lay open and yank them off her body leaving her in only the t-shirt now.

The movement is so fast it is nothing but a blur to her eyes which when she realizes she is naked from the waist down, her eyes widen, her legs snap closed and she rubs her thighs together under my gaze. I can see now how that movement gives her some friction up against her hot little clit.

“Oh Angel…don’t you dare hide that pussy from me.” I stand up, reach up over my head, and fist my shirt pulling it over my head tossing it without a second thought of laying it on the chair like I would usually.

I deepen my voice with warning, “You know better than to close those legs on me.” My eyes move down to her legs and I look back up at her, I narrow my eyes commanding her without saying a fucking word that she better open up to me.

She bites down on her bottom lip, I can hear her thoughts become more frenzied, and a slight hint of fear is coursing through her blood now.

“Isabella.” I warn again my voice deeper and firmer. She has one chance to put that pussy out there for me and if she does not, I may just find it in me to tie her feet to each post at the foot of my bed and smack her pussy a few times for disobeying me.

Slowly her legs start to spread and I look down at her swollen lips that are starting to glisten with her wetness.

“Good Girl.” I reward and unbutton my jeans tugging them down, kicking off my shoes and socks and stand at the foot of the bed looking right up the center of her. I lick my lips, swallow venom back, and let my hand slide under my boxers to give her a little taste of her own medicine. I moan a little as my palm grips around it. It is throbbing and pulsing. It has been too long and there is a substantial amount of precum leaking out.

The beast is rattling the cage again and I shut him down tearing my boxers off as I crawl up the bed and lick from her inner thigh up to her pussy. “Spread further Isabella.” I command and her legs move wider as she sits up on her elbows watching me. She licks her lips and I smile at her.

“Looks like you want a taste.” I smirk. Her eyes dart from her pussy to my eyes and she blushes a deeper red flooding her cheeks. I hold my body up on one hand and let my fingers slide right up the center of her slit keeping the motion moving my fingers right up to her lips. Her eyes widen slightly and they dart down to meet with mine. I glide it over her bottom lip and hear her slightly whimper. “Suck.” I command and watch in sheer fascination as she swirls her tongue around my finger before she wraps her lips around my finger entirely and begins to suck her sweet flavor off.

I am so aroused I just want to pick her up and plow her down on my cock hard, but I know its been a while.

I tap her inner thigh cocking my brow noting that her legs have slightly closed some.

“Don’t loose focus Angel.”

God just fucking touch me or lick me or something fuck….fuck me god damn it!   

“Oh I intend to do all of those.” I move to the foot of the bed gripping her legs and tugging her down to the edge as I drop to my knees. I grab her behind the knees and spread her out throwing them over my shoulders and I inhale deeply.

“Mmmm….I am hungry.” I growl and dive into her sex licking and lapping at her pussy like a starving soul that has not eaten in months. Within seconds her hands are laced through my hair, her back is arched and she is grinding on my face like a wild woman.

Her internal monologue is filling my head driving me insane with lust.

Jesus your tongue feels so good…like heaven right between my legs…oh God Edward don’t stop licking me till I come baby please…don’t stop…I wanna come like this so bad….so fucking bad. 

I pull back slide my middle finger inside of her going right for her spot and dive in again. She begins to buck wildly on my face crying out now louder. I don’t care about anything anymore but giving her what she wants. Her entire body is now arched up off the bed.

I pull back a little and demand, “You got one minute to come on my lips or I will be smacking yours.” I dive in again and she bucks up crying out convulsing as she explodes in my mouth all over my tongue. I growl and purr on her lips vibrating them further drawing out her orgasm.

“Good girl.” I murmur against her swollen hard little clit.

I pick her up flip her around as she stands now in front of me on rubbery legs needing me to hold her steady at first. I give her a minute longer to gain her composure but I have little patience to wait it out long. I need to be in her and it has to be now.

“Knees up on the edge of the bed stay upright with your back against my chest those knees far enough apart so I can get in between those saturated lips of yours Bella…you will tease those nipples for me while I fuck the shit out of you like this.” I nudge her legs further apart. “Go on put your hands on those beautiful tits baby…show me how you like having them touched.” I grip her hips push her body at the angle I need and press the head of my cock right against her lips.

“Fucking so wet huh baby…you came so good in my mouth…you better be ready to come on my cock when I tell you.” I smack her ass one quick short slap and she yelps and then moans.

“That’s my girl. When I get home we are going to work this sweet ass over. I bet you can come hard while being spanked only. I doubt I have to ever touch that pussy to get it all aroused. Don’t you think?” I ask licking her shoulder along her neck.

“You are so warm again already. I wanna fuck you.” I thrust up into her and cry out at the sensation her hot little pussy feels wrapped around my cock. I slide out and watch over her shoulder as her hands squeeze her tits.

“I want to hear how that feels.”

“Mm….my nipples are rock hard.” She gasps.

“Pinch them for me.” I nibble on her skin along her shoulder blade. “That’s it baby…that feels good don’t it. I can hear how good it feels in your sweet little head.” I thrust into her slide my head under her arm and come around underneath it and suck on her breast looking up at her face. She is lost in her lust. I graze her nipple with my fangs and pull away. “Hands flat on the bed. I need to come and you better be ready Bella.” I grip her hips and pound on her harder than I know I should but I can’t help it. She drives me insane. The sound of my cold hard skin smacking against her heated flesh fills the room.

“Fuck yeah so hot wet and tighter than ever!” I growl out. I tilt her further forward and bury myself into her depths tapping her spot and she quivers with each stab. “Gonna come for me right baby?”

I smack her ass once and her pussy grips onto my cock. “Oh fuck yeah! Now that is what you like huh?” I smack the other cheek and her legs tremble.

“God I am so close Isabella! The next one you better let go baby.” I command and pull back thrust hard into her deep and smack her ass. Her pussy explodes simultaneously with my own orgasm shooting inside of her. I push my body forward putting my weight on her pressing my chest to her back laying her face down on the bed.

“Good little girl…still coming.” I twist her hair around my fist pull her head back to look at me.

I look in those beautiful eyes of hers, “I am still coming in you Isabella do you feel it baby?”

“Oh God yes.”

“God I love squirting in you like this!” I throw my head back grunting, using her hair as a rein to keep her where I want her. “That’s it baby.”

Her entire body relaxes underneath me and I moan into the back of her hair collapsing on top of her. I roll to the side and wrap my hand around her waist. “You stay right the fuck where you are.” I turn to the side and hitch her leg over my hip spreading her open so I can look down at her.

“God I missed seeing me inside of you. Look at us.” Her eyes scan down and she moans out turning her lips to kiss me.

“You are still coming aren’t you?” She murmurs.

“Fuck yes…I can’t stop it when I am with you.”

“Don’t.” she says in a breathy tone collapsing completely now.

I can hear her moan in her thoughts. God I can feel it each time he squirts it inside of me. So good. She hums relaxing.   

All too soon, the time has come. Now holding her in my arms and allowing her to say whatever she needs to this time before I leave again.

Her love for me stuns me at times. I often wonder how I ended up here. Lost in love with a human of all people. It didn’t really matter how I got here all I knew was that she was my fucking life. Yeah…I know…I am now officially a total pussy whipped motherfucker but she is my girl.

I would do anything for her.

“Promise you will call more often. I don’t hear from you enough.” She murmurs.

“I promise baby.”

I kiss her one last time and I plead with her, “Please let me just leave you here in my bed naked so I have the memory burned in my brain.”  

And with that I left half of me and all of my heart behind splayed out in all her naked beauty with a river of chestnut locks flowing over her shoulders and tears in her eyes but before I walk out of the room she lets her hand slowly glide up her side and pinches her nipple and sighs a shuddering breath.

She is killing me.

Over the course of the next six weeks we had nearly accomplished our mission. With two covens left, the one in Boston and Aro’s home in Chicago our mission would have been done.

However, it all came to an abrupt end when we arrived in Boston and discovered there was no coven to be found.

Aro and the Volturi family disappeared along with the Boston coven. Not a trace of them left behind. I knew they fled and obviously went nomadic or more likely underground somewhere.

The most important part of all of this was that at least we had taken down his army and thwarted his plans. He was hiding like the little bitch he was. All his gifted vampires were now ash. Some Mob boss he was with his true colors showing through now. He definitely wasn’t off my radar, but this meant we were going home.

S*h*h*h*h*h

“Edward!” My mother rushes forward from the back porch hugging me.

“Hey Mom.” I hug her back.

“We have been so worried!”

“I am fine.” I let her dote on me for a few minutes.

My father patted me on the back.

Emmett and Rosalie were forehead to forehead, whispering quietly to one another. Jasper was just gazing into Alice’s eyes both with huge grins plastered on their faces. Peter and Charlotte were kissing like a couple of teenagers practically tearing at each other right in front of everyone.

I snort out a laugh.

I stop and cock my head…realizing, “Speaking of which…where the fuck is Isabella?” I ask now realizing that she hasn’t come downstairs. I know it’s late out, but shit…I thought she would have heard all the commotion and the entourage of cars with doors slamming and voices.

“She went for an evening stroll out to the meadow.” Carlisle stated.

I gape at them.

“Alone?”

“She is fine Edward. She has gone every night over the last couple of weeks.”

“Are you insane letting her go out there by herself! Fuck Dad!”

“Edward we send someone out to check on her and make sure she is okay. Esme checked on her before she went off for a hunt. She is fine.” My mother stated. I shook my head in disbelief.

I flew away from the house and took off running under the moonlight.

I head up the trail that leads towards the meadow in search of her. I am pissed that they all allowed her out here all by herself! I trusted them to take care of her!

Fuck!

My anger has been on a short enough fuse as it is lately. It just comes on faster than ever since I had been away from her and Aro slipped away from us.

I run full speed, the closer I get I rip off my shirt and leave it lying in my wake.

My senses lock onto her faint but delicious scent along the trail.

It has been forty days that I have been away from her.

Forty long fucking torturous days!

So many times, I nearly jumped on a plane and came back to her. I was tired of traveling from one major compound to the next, but I was hell bent on getting rid of every Volturi member that had been a threat. I was sick of the smell of burning vampire flesh from one country to the next.

All I have thought about is her.

I just want to bury my nose in her hair, pull her to me, smell her…taste her…feel her underneath me again.

I want to hear the real sounds of her crying, begging, pleading, whimpering for me in real time. Not the memories I have survived on for the last forty days.

I ache everywhere for her. My eyes ache to look at her, my ears ache to hear her, my heart aches to be without her…fuck my entire body aches for her and its killing me inside!

I silently growl out the minute her scent fills my lungs with that sweetness. It feels like her scent is a pitcher of water pouring into a tall glass and filling my lungs full of her.

I hear her heartbeat the closer I get and I cannot seem to run fast enough.

I hear her pulse and my cock hardens further straining against my jeans.

The scent of Bella’s blood is overwhelming.

It has been so long.

So very fucking long.

I near the edge of the meadow and stop to just take the deepest breath I can manage filling my lungs with all the sweet scents that are purely my beloved Bella.

The ache magnifies because she is so close and I cannot wait anymore.

Then every luscious scent she exudes just disappears.

I cannot hear her.

I cannot smell her but I can see her and I am frozen.

Isabella stands there with her head tilted back looking up into the heavens watching the stars and has no idea she has just now become my prey. 

I cannot move.

It is as if everything is happening in slow motion and I am being forced to watch this play out no longer in control.

He has taken hold of me and now I know exactly what it felt like for him to be held at bay. All the years I did this to him and now of all times he decides that it is time to get his payback.

I am frozen and denied.

Denied to cry out to warn her, but the fucking bastard does not deny me to watch. I feel like a prisoner in my own body, but held off to watch him as he enters the meadow.

I feel the rage build up in me as he is forcing me to watch like an out of body experience as I am left off to the side.

What I don’t realize is that my rage is feeding his control.  

I fell utterly helpless.

I am trapped inside of hell and he is going to make me watch him kill her as I listen to his long awaited plan that is now in full motion.

I had not hunted the entire time I was gone.

I fucked up.

Shhhhh…..

The beast steps up behind Isabella who is totally lost in thought staring at the sky above.

He does not make a sound but she suspects Edward is there. The electric hum of her flesh is charging and growing stronger. She smiles to herself and hopes she is not asleep and dreaming of him again. It feels too real. Her heart rate picks up speed as she stands there.

The beast smiles as he inhales the pheromones and the adrenalin as it floods through her blood stream when she is without a doubt certain that her Edward has come home to her.

It is a warm night and she is dressed in very little, her tan skin glows in the moonlight, the light breeze sends a few stray strands of her long locks blowing in the wind. His darkened eyes scan over her body from head to toe. His cock thickens and weeps. 

She looks absolutely beautiful in a barely there short little black summer dress…barefoot and waiting.

The beast moves in like the predator he is, his silent footsteps stealth in their movement, now directly behind her, he inhales the sweet scent of her blood singing to him like no other.

Before she can turn to even look at him, His ice cold arms wrap around her waist from behind, now his strength overpowers her and he barely has to pull her to submit to his movement, pulling her body into his bare icy hard chest.

If only Isabella had turned before he grasped her, she would have seen that this was not her beloved Edward but the beast within him. It now gave him more of an advantage with time to prepare to play a role.

A role he knew better than any other.

A role he despised from day one.

Now the tables are turned.

She feels perfect in his arms.

He is home.

Edward laments as he watches still caged  and held at bay while his beast torments his thoughts.

You have played around long enough. She teases us, like she even has the right and the power to do so. You must see the absurdity of it all. How can you allow her to dictate what does and doesn’t occur? I am done waiting and you are a fucking idiot to think that you have ever had total control over me.

No one controls me.

NO ONE!

I know you smell how mouthwatering she is Edward. The most delicious blood we have ever consumed and you deny yourself.

In doing so…you denied me.

Payback is a bitch Motherfucker.

Do you taste her on your tongue? We have tasted her blood. If I had my way the little bitch would be tied to a bed, stripped naked for our pleasure and I would make her sate both of our thirsts Edward.

Our throat has burned and thirsted for her sweet, sweet, blood. We should have drunk from her every night. We should have been able to fuck and feed on her all this time!

But no, you just wanted to fuck.

I was forced to imagine the pleasure of nicking her soft flesh and slathering that sweet juice all over her body to lick off of every inch of her heated flesh then all I got was to imagine dipping our cock deep inside of her to get off while we lap at her blood on that warm skin.

I had to resort to fantasies you son of a bitch!

I dreamed of how you would slip.

I was forced to wait.

My waiting is over.

Now it’s your turn.

Edward’s entire body shudders at the visuals of the acts his beast forces him to sit through. Of him flipping her over on her stomach, brushing her hair over her shoulder, cuffing her hands up high, fastening them to anything that will keep them from fighting him off.

He plays through the images of his fantasies.

He starts at the top of her shoulders, raking his nails down her back, tearing open her flesh all the way down to her ass. Moving over her to straddle her, he pulls back to smack her ass and laving his tongue over her torn raw flesh, following each bleeding line up the length of her back. Licking at the blood that seeps through before sealing it up and then sliding his cock into her heat from behind to get off inside of the best pussy he has ever had.

Fuck, I am fucking hard as granite, stone and marble all put together.

Edward…you think you control everything…and usually you do. You are the worlds most dangerous predator and you let a simple human girl take that away from you. I don’t fucking care if she is our mate! She is still a weak little human!

In a world where it is man vs. beast without any weapons other than the ones you are given brought into this life there was only one that would remain at the top of the food chain.

Humans are weak.

Nothing but flesh, blood, and bone.

Flesh that is so easily damaged, therefore making them one of the weakest species of all.

Our preferred prey.

A human alone in the wild would succumb to the elements, or the beasts on a tundra, most wouldn’t last the first 24 hours.

They would drown in a sea or be a delicacy for a five thousand pound beast that lurks in the ocean’s depths if left without a vessel. 

Throw them in a cage and watch them fight off the jaws of a hungry caged lion.

It is definitely no contest.

I am a fucking vampire. I am the ultimate predator.

She is the ultimate prey.

And it is time you learned this now!

The beast licks his lips. Fangs engaged. Venom flowing. Thirsty for blood.

I fuck and I feed the only two real things in the world that make sense in my world. I am designed for this, and this alone.

So why the fuck would you go against nature and do the opposite?

I survive to get off and on occasion get off on surviving.

All I care about is to sate my thirst and to bury my cock in a very wet cunt, possessing her and drinking from her while I pound into her even if it is only for a moment.

It isn’t rocket science Edward! What the fuck?

I have no conscious.

I care about nothing.

I am the monster in human nightmares.

I am feared as I should be.

I am fierce.

Everything about me is dead.

My heart, my breath, my life, my soul are all dead…so I surround myself in death.

I keep good company with my own kind.

You may be strong but you are not the strongest.

To retain control, you should have been sated and you are so far from it.

Stupid excuse of a vampire.

Your first mistake is that you didn’t feed me especially with this kind of thirst. We expended a ton of energy killing our own kind.

You cannot live on her loving you, nor can we live on the arousal that comes from between her legs.

I am thirsty and so the fuck are you!! YOU CANNOT DENY THIS AND YOU KNOW IT! Especially not now!

It has been so fucking long and now it is time.

Time to stop playing house and show her what we truly are.

Show her who the fuck owns her.

You are a fucking vampire Edward…you do remember don’t you?

The beast sends a flash burn directly to his throat to remind him and moves to brush his lips along her cheek.

He is in character now.

It’s show time.

“Hmm…so sweet.” He murmurs. “Miss me?” he taunts.

Her sweet blood smells so fucking good as I inhale close to that pulsing artery. The one we know so well. I am so Goddamn close to her and there is not one fucking thing you can do.

Watch and learn Edward.

Hmm…feel that? Fuck her skin is so wonderfully warm.

Hot vs. cold and its time to embrace her. Watch motherfucker…watch me as I press my back up against her bare shoulders.

Stone vs. silk…so very breakable.

He nuzzles his nose into the back of her hair and moans out in pleasure from the scent he inhales over and over again. Brushing her hair aside, he kisses her throat, neck, jaw, and ear, murmuring his undying love for her.

Her heart pumps rapidly as he grinds his erection into her from behind.

“Hmm….God yes I fucking missed you!” she moans in reply to his declaration, her hands squeezing around his arms that are enfolded around her. She wants to turn around but he holds her there squeezing her, smelling her.

Savor the flavor of her all around me. God she makes my cock hard!

His lips move over her skin ghosting over it following arteries that pump that sweet blood as he believes that it only sings to him.

His tongue laves along the blue vein and he smiles as she practically purrs underneath his lips.

Such a good little submissive bitch.

He steels himself in his role, now turning her around, he lays her back gently but quickly on the large blanket, she has spread on the ground. Her shoes and a book are off to the side along with a small flashlight.

He hovers over her pushing his knee between her legs to spread her for him as the full moon shines brightly over the meadow filling it with enough light.

He kisses her softly and moves his lips along her jaw.

“God I fucking missed you too baby.” He murmurs in her ear playing his part so well he believes he deserves a mother fucking Oscar for this performance.

The scent of her blood and her arousal are working him up into a frenzy of need. He wants to be inside of her…it’s been too fucking long and it feels like he will die if he doesn’t do it now.

He grinds his hips down to press his hardness against her sex. She responds and lifts up pressing right back into him as her hands grip onto his biceps.

“I need to be inside of you now!” he growls and her dress is torn up the front, laid open baring her pert little breasts to him. She lays here for him like a sacrificial lamb. His for the taking before she even realizes what he has done to her dress.

She doesn’t even react only thinking of him and his cock. She reaches down to his button on his jeans.

“Let me.” He says and before the words are out of his mouth, he is already pressing up against her sex.

He is hard and ready.

Her heat is like heaven against his cool flesh.

“Fuck you wake my cock up, don’t you…you are such a bad girl.” he growls in her neck kissing on it. “Such a naughty little girl…you like fucking a vampire don’t you?” he says between gritted teeth as he forces himself to hold back from tearing into that sweet tight little body.  

She hums at his words.

Isabella lifts her knees up and wraps her legs around him locking them behind him holding him to her.

“Please Master…I missed you!”

He smiles down at her slipping his hand down between her hot little legs shoving her tight little white cotton panties aside. He doesn’t hesitate as he thrusts forward, his cock pushing into her tight wet heat. He moves in and out, her warm wet panties brushing along the length of his cock as he penetrates her. Isabella cries out for him in sheer pleasure and he grins.

“God I love how tight you are, hot you are, and so motherfucking wet Isabella. You want it so badly and I plan on giving it to you. If you only knew how much pussy I have had in the past. Trust me baby, I have had a lot of pussy but there is no one else’s that comes close to the way this sweet pussy of yours feels wrapped around my fucking cock. Best pussy ever!”

He moves in and out of her, loving the warmth and the feel of her wrapped around him, stretching those little panties away from what is his and he ignores Edward’s protests.

He smiles wickedly and lifts his head to flash that hellish smirk. 

You are such a fucking pussy.

Edward’s cries go ignored and his desires get so blatantly disregarded.

His beast finally found his way out at a moment he is at his weakest and he has taken full control over his body.

Nothing would ever be the same after tonight…all because Edward didn’t listen.

Edwards ears feel like they are being stabbed with her screams as his beloved Bella cries out in her orgasm, oblivious to the fact that she is fucking the beast and not him. His beast smiles down on her meeting with her eyes. She stares into the darkest eyes she has ever seen. They are so dark they are almost black. Her heart skips a beat, then another.

“It’s time.” His eyes are now alight and jet black burning into hers he murmurs before he pulls back grins like the devil and then slams his hard cock into her burying himself to the hilt. He is drawing closer to coming, his fangs drips venom from the tips and for the first time Isabella notices that Edward has two sets of fangs now locked into position. His eyes move over her face and down to glance at her breasts, his eyes slowly move back up, his tongue swiping over all of his fangs.

Vampires have one set of fangs…Edward is the only known vampire to have two and Carlisle couldn’t understand why, it is just another thing about him that makes him different.

This is why Edward knew that everyone who saw her mark from him would know that she belonged only to him. No other vampire bite compares to his and his fangs have only appeared a couple of times. This first time they appeared was when he took his first taste of human blood. 

This would be the second time. 

Isabella’s eyes gaze up at him, her smile has fallen suddenly, her instincts all be them late, finally kick in.

There are moments in life when we need to trust blindly in intuition and this would have been one of those moments if only she had paid closer attention. Although in the end the outcome would still be the same.

The beast drops his façade, salivates over her dripping venom all over her lips and she can’t help but lick it off her bottom lip.  

“Too late Angel…this vampire is ready feed.” He grins and his eyes gleam the jet black color in the light of the full moon.

Dark.

Dangerous.

Deadly.

Her thoughts are now his and he growls at her words.

“Oh what’s wrong Angel….you were being such a dirty little girl before. You love spreading you legs for us anytime! Why the fuck are you trying to close them now?” He hisses.

“Edward?” Her voice trembles as reality sets in.

“You may be warm to him…but she will be warm to me and I won’t wait for her any longer.” He sneers.

He pulls out of her and the scent of her fear fills his nostrils, feeds his need, pulses his desires even further egging him on. He grins and slithers down her body never looking away from those frightened eyes. He positions himself accordingly, grabs her legs right at her knees, and all caution he used before is gone. She instantly bruises under his fingertips as he is rough with her, he spreads her open to display her to him. He reaches down grips her white little stretched out soaking wet panties and tears them off tossing them aside and leaving behind a few scrapes on her tender flesh from his nails above her pubic bone where he grabbed them to yank them from her.

Isabella cries out from the pain of the burn her skin suffered as he tore them from her body.

“This is what I have been waiting for far too long.” He growls.

Isabella screams out in terror and in pain as her leg is snapped like a toothpick now dangling from his fingers in an awkward position that is not normal for a human leg. Edward’s beast tears into her thigh with both fangs. His chest rumbles his cock hardens further, he moans as he pulls back just a bit to let the artery pump the blood for him spraying it directly onto the back of his throat and that constant nagging burn subsides for a very short time. He locks his lips sucking in her hot flesh, and rapidly draws a deep pull on her thigh, the smell of her aroused pussy so close to his nose. He does not take very much, for the rest will come from above and he licks over her freshly torn flesh to seal her wound. He proceeds to feed as his lips ghost over her pussy dripping venom and blood along the way until he stops just above her hip bone.

“Listen to it sing Isabella. Your blood taste far better than any other pussy but it is a definite tie with yours. I don’t know which one I like more.”

He moves in fast sinking his fangs into her fragile thin skin just above her right hip bone picking the best artery tearing at her flesh as he sucks. Her blood pools on her stomach and he laves his tongue through it smearing it around over to her navel, he licks and he sucks sealing the wound above her hip, he finally looks up again into her tear filled eyes and growls out in a thunderous roar that echoes through the trees of the forest.

You are forever Mine little girl!

The beast then moves so fast all she feels is his cold lips ghost over hers, his tongue snakes out to lick the salt from her tear-stained lips leaving blood on them now.

He pulls back to look at her and although she always believed that this was not Edward…she knows deep down now more than ever that it is. This is a part of him. Her

tears stream down her cheeks, her bottom lip quivers and she is pumping that beautiful scent of her fear out of her bloodstream more than she ever has before.

She is feeding the beast and his words may not sound like something Edward would say….the words come out of his mouth none the less.

“You wanted to run with vampires little girl? Edward is too fucking slow…I don’t wait for anyone and I can’t wait to fuck the shit out of you when you are a feisty little vampire.” A sinister smile graces his lips.

It isn’t the half crooked, dazzling smile, or the smirk he is so known for. It is the one of his beast. She watches his finger trace the outline of her breast as he snakes his body back up over hers, his fist grips the nape of her hair under her neck, he licks over her nipple smearing traces of blood over her hot skin then slowly he taunts them both as he lifts her to his lips.

He hisses, nuzzles, then purrs and venom drips from his lips down on her mouth now.

Isabella gets one moment of pure bravery mixed with a whole lot of insanity.

“Fuck you.” She hisses through her teeth and glares into his black eyes. He throws his head back and laughs. Then stops suddenly and a moment of tenderness overcomes him.

“You are gonna make me come again while you feed me little Angel.”

It isn’t a question...

His teeth press against her throat pausing only for a second,

“Fuck you too baby because you are now and forever mine!”  

All four fangs puncture her translucent skin yet again and he sinks them further into her throat sucking hard for all he is worth. He slows down his meal remembering he wants to savor this taste while he drinks moaning in relief. His throat no longer burns but soothes.

He hums content but only for the moment, his other need throbs painfully in his groin.

He growls from deep within his gut roaring out to the world that he is the ultimate beast and he will not be denied.

He presses his hips forward in an uncharacteristically gentle way, his cock slipping into her wet folds, starting out slow, he pumps on her to fulfill his own desires as he slowly swallows down the last of the hottest sweetest blood he will ever taste.

His need becomes feral. “That’s it…this is mine!” he growls thrusting into her pushing her body up a few inches as he drives it in. She gets no pleasure while he enjoys it all. He cries out and screams in the heat of his orgasm. He pulls up from her throwing his head back and he roars into the dead of the night.

“Forever my mate….you will always belong to me!”

He drops down on his hands hovering over her.

He was blurry to her as her eyes still filled with wet tears. The pain she was feeling that courses through her veins is unbearable. Her plump bottom lip quivers and his eyes dart down to it. He smiles softly leans down capturing it between his teeth, he sinks his fangs in and pierces through it with one of his fangs stealing one last taste sucking on it deeply. He lets it pop out of his lips and his eyes burn into hers and he uses her own words to describe what she claims about his venom.

“Now I know why you suck and chew on that pouty lip…it tastes better than chocolate.”

Her eyes widen as he moves in and out…then, once his sex drive is sated and he has filled her with his cool seed, he licks the last drop from her throat as it oozes out, he finally gives it one quick swipe to seal his venom into her leaving her to burn for him.

To turn for him.

To belong to him.

Forever.

The beast lifts his body up and roared like a lion throwing his head back looking up to the star filled sky over his mate he just laid claim to, licking the remnants of her sweet blood from his lips. He pulls out of her pussy and moves to stand over her shaking pale lifeless body. He smirks down at her in his trademark grin.

“Now that is how you fuck and feed Edward. Master that motherfucker.”

The beast releases his hold over Edward as he falls into his own satisfied bliss giving back control.

The meadow falls deadly silent for only a brief moment. Now it is just Isabella and Edward left in the moonlit meadow.

The selfish bastard leaves Edward behind to deal with the broken fragile little girl he callously left all alone on the ground broken and dying under the stars.

If only Edward had listened to Alice when she begged him to do it before he left.

Edward’s fangs retract slowly the taste of blood still strong on his tongue, he drops to his knees and he cannot believe what he has done staring down at his beautiful girl. His eyes scan over her leg and he reaches out to move it so that it doesn’t look like that.  

Isabella screams out in pain the meadow no longer silent as her sobs fill the air. Edward pulls away from her.

Bella lays there looking up at him. Her hand reaches out to touch his cheek. This is her Edward. She knows it for sure and even more so when he lets out a distraught cry.

“Fucking Christ!!!!!!!!! Oh God baby…what have I done to you?” His eyes are filled with horror and fear.

“Please.” She whisper’s “Don’t let me die.”

“Oh Bella baby…it’s too late! There is nothing I can do! It wasn’t supposed to happen like this!” He wants to touch her but is afraid to do so.

“I don’t want to die.” Her voice is raspy and a strange gurgling comes from her throat before it hits her mouth. She coughs.

He reaches down finally giving in to cradle her face. “But you said you wanted to be like me.” His pain evident in the expression on his face.

“I am scared!” she cries out coughs and chokes a little.

“Oh Angel…Fuck…I am so fucking sorry! I fucking didn’t plan it like this! I swear!”

“Stay with me till I am gone. Please.” She coughs up blood and Edward gasps.

“Fuck! Something is wrong…Bella!”

“I am dying….don’t leave me alone please!” His eyes dart to her throat and his eyes well up with venom but no tears come forth no matter how much he cries inside for his Angel.

“You aren’t alone Angel I am right fucking here. I swear I won’t go anywhere!” He grips her hand and presses his icy cold lips to the back of it.

Why is she coughing up blood? I have only seen that once in Charlotte. Her throat was slit though…something is wrong.

“Just please…” she coughs again spewing more blood as it runs down her chin, “stay with me please Edward…don’t you dare fucking leave me!”

“I am not going anywhere baby.” Edward turns her body on her side away from his so she could no longer choke on any more blood should it come up. He lies down next to her, pulling her body back to his. He just wants to hold her in his arms wrapping them tightly around her like he does when she falls asleep in his arms. He sobs while humming in her ear to quiet the screams she let out from his moving her and her broken mangled leg.

"Kiss me Edward please baby....its the last thing I want to feel please from you." her eyes plead with him begging him for just one more kiss.

Edward laces his fingers through hers and he kisses her like he has never kissed her before. He ignores the fact that her lips taste so fucking sinfully good. He just has to bestow this one last request of her. A kiss she will never forget and one he will never regret giving. It is deep with longing, need and so easily could turn into desire but it holds off as she gasps for air once more.

When he finally pulls back he sobs again. "I am so fucking sorry baby! Fuck!”

Although he was not in the least bit aroused, Edward manages to slip back inside of her, sobbing into the back of her hair all the while, not wanting to lose his connection to her.  

“You are not going to die alone. I am right here with you. You belong to me now. Now and forever. I am so sorry baby.” 

Isabella lays there, her entire body shaking, naked under the stars. Her beautiful brown eyes slowly go vacant before they slide closed, hidden behind her lids from his view. Her heat surrounds him and he purrs only for her, trying to soothe and calm his Angel during her last moments. Finally, her shivering stops, then her body relaxes he listens carefully to each one of the last of her heartbeats as they slow down even further. Her breathing has nearly stopped, the gurgling in her throat faintly stops and he whispers his words of I love you as he kept up trying to assure her he would not ever leave her.

Then it was just as if Isabella somehow calmed his thoughts and fears too even as she took her last few breaths.

Edward’s body did something it had long ago forgotten. Over one hundred years of constantly being alert, Edward’s body shut down and Edward fell asleep inside of her still purring when Isabella’s heartbeat took it’s last thump.

© Robshandmonkey ~

Explanation…of the Vault.

Edward does not go down to that room as often as you think. The reason it is so dust free and clean is because it is sealed and temperature controlled by the natural rock that surrounds it. The temperature of the mountain stays regulated inside and is very cool. The temperature inside of it would keep mold from forming and damaging anything where as humidity is a breeding ground for it. Of course, the room cannot be ideal for all artifacts as some are metals that would rust, hence the cases for those items. I just imagined this room to be something he hollowed out of the mountain and tunneled to the house for access. Does that make sense?

When will I update the next chapter...hmm....yall are gonna flipping kill me...I work nine days solid next week so it all depends on how fucking wore out I am....This story is not over....just saying....okay...kisses and licks!

 If you review...I promise to reply!