Chapter 55 Feelin' love

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Chapter 55

Feelin' Love

“Going through Laurens phone was very enlightening. It seems that she and her little friend are the ones behind threatening your life. At least that is what I eluded to the few messages they were sending to each other. Bree sent a text message to Lauren telling her to send another threat. That she had tracked Edward to New York, she gave the specific details that Lauren needed in Chicago to do it, but the calls weren’t made from Laurens phone. They were from those cheap little prepaid pieces of crap.”

Peter explains as he stands there watching Isabella keep a certain distance between her and Edward. He had spent the better part of the afternoon discussing the icon blinkie thingy as Bella called it causing him to laugh as they tried to get to the bottom of exactly how it came to be. He found that her strange behavior was starting to really irritate the vampire he knew so well sitting near her.  

Edward’s huffs were getting to him as well. Peter decides to intervene.

“So are either one of you going to give anyone an idea of what went on out in the forest that night?”

Bella just blurts it out there.

“Oh…sure you wanna know?” She points her thumb over towards where Edward is sitting and says it straight the fuck out. “His beast decided to fuck the shit outta me and then served my leg up like a drumstick for desert!” Bella snorts out a feigned laugh of sorts as if the whole thing was amusing.

Edward winces.

Peter’s eyebrows shot up and then he grinned like a mother fucker.

“What the hell is that look for?” Edward asks.

“Dude….I knew she was sassy and feisty as a human but fucking A alive as a newborn she is going to be badass!! Man alive you are so incredibly going to be whipped it isn’t funny!” he throws his head back laughing.

“The fuck I am.” Edward roars and stomps out of the room.

Peter shook his head. “That is one frustrated vampire…you know…vampires don’t stomp…you got him all outta whack there Isabella!” he grins chuckling still.

Bella sighs.

“You should go a little easier on him you know. He really does care about you. In light of what happened. He had not fed while we were out and we should have known better than to let him go without. Especially  if he was coming back to be around you.” Peter says.

“And if you know what is good for you…Mr. Alfred you will shut the hell up.” Bella stands up to stomp off and go upstairs after Edward.

“Alfred? Who the fuck is Alfred?” Peter looks at her retreating form curiously.

Without looking back she yells over her shoulder.

“Go rent fucking Batman! Jesus…stupid vampires.” She scowls as she walks up the stairs after her idiot mate of a vampire.

S*h*h*h*h*h….

Edward stands off next to the window in his bedroom folding a shirt. It had driven him insane with the mess that Bella left. He had to get it cleaned up at once, or risk losing his sanity. He turns to pick up a pair of torn jeans and scowls.

“Sorry.” She mutters standing at the door.

“It isn’t your fault.” He mutters back. “If I hadn’t turned you this wouldn’t have happened.”

“Why do I get the distinct impression you don’t like me as a vampire?” she steps inside now standing next to the bed. He throws the jeans lunges for her gripping her waist and throwing her back on the bed.

“You want to know why?” His green eyes burn into hers.

“Why?”

“Because I haven’t fucked you yet and you won’t let me. I will take the human Bella over the vampire Bella any day! At least she put out!” he hisses.

She grins cheekily.

“Aww…is the big bad vampire a wittle sexually frwustrated.” She babbles in a condescending baby talk tone.

“You are pushing it Isabella.” He growls.

“You don’t think I have the muscle to keep you controlled? Think again there little girl. Every piece of paraphernalia in that playroom will do a very superior job holding you down…while I have my wicked way with you!”

He smirks, “Do you want to know how I know this?”

“Are you going to tell me you had it ANSI approved or something?” she smirks back, her finger traces the line of his jaw.

“Oh you little wench, God if I had you collared right now!” His eyes continue to burn into hers before they move down to her now permanent pouty lip. He hates that it reminds him of his beast biting it, but he loves that it holds his mark and juts out now the way it does.

“How can you be so sure it can hold a newborn like me?” she cocks her right eyebrow up at him.

“I tested it on Emmett when he was a newborn.” He grins like a motherfucker.

Isabella’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh.” She whispers.

Edward laughs.

“Oh. That’s all you have to say is oh?”

There is a moment of silence between them as they stare at one another. The tension in the air is so thick in this room you could cut it with a knife.

His voice breaks the silence finally. “Isabella…I want my collar on you. I want you on your knees in my playroom. I ache everywhere for you damn it. You are killing me.”

His brow furrows his eyes locked on that lip as she sucks it into her teeth. Her fangs lock into place.

“I need to hunt.” She pushes him off her and heads for the door, she doesn’t look back.

S*h*h*h*h*h*…..

Edward’s POV

I stand here at the window and watch out for her.

“So we gather the intelligence we need, train the men with what little we get and leave for Italy in a month.”

I just can’t believe she walked out on me. I knew it was possible, but to actually have her do it, stunned me.

“Are you sure that you can handle her alone?”

I turn to look at Peter.

“I can handle her.”

“And you are sure she can control that thirst in a months time?”

“Alice is sure.”

“Alice’s visions are pretty faulty lately.”

“Not this one.”

“You trust that little hellion too much.” Peter warns.

“You don’t see what I do Peter. I am in her head when she does have a vision. This one is clear.”

“Well then I guess that is it. I will give you updates on how it is going and let you know how the training is going. We will all be down on the island. If she doesn’t have a handle on that thirst by then, you may lose a few good men when you both arrive.”

“Just put Rosalie out there on the tarmac. We can test that theory out on her.” I snort out a chuckle.

“Emmett would never let that happen.”

“Emmett needs to change her also soon.”

“He said he was going to have you do it. Why don’t you bring her back here and do it. Then they both can deal with it together.”

I laugh.

“Peter…newborns are very volatile. You know that. They may very well kill each other. No. Rose’s change will have to come when we return.”

“Whatever you say boss. I am going to head out. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to shout. You are pretty secluded out here so you shouldn’t be too worried about humans coming around but just stay on your toes. Use that brilliant gift of yours before that nose of hers picks anything up.”

He turns to head out but turns back and says, “Give her some time Edward. It has been a long time since you have been a newborn. She is overwhelmed out of control.”

I just nod at him and watch him leave.

I look over at the boxes that are sitting in my foyer. The things I ordered when she was human. I open up a couple and stare at the rug. This strange ache hits the center of my chest. I curse at him as I carry the stuff upstairs even though some of it will be of no use.

Then I stop and think for a moment as a plan forms in my head.

“Oh baby…I will have you begging for that collar.” I smile to myself and start setting everything up while she sits by the creek and reads. I laugh when I see her go to flip a page and she tears it right out of the book. Her expression is priceless. Her curses are fucking adorable.

And I love this creature with every ounce of my mind, body and heart.

She is mine and damn it, I will claim her again.

S*h*h*h*h*h*…..

Edward’s POV

Thank God for vampire vision. If I didn’t have this I never would have caught the little bastards! Fucking fireflies think they stop flashing and they are invisible. The nasty little creatures are vile and dirty and God the lengths I will go to for this woman!

With a reasonable amount in two jars I head upstairs and put them next to the bed. I scowl at the thought.

“Only for you angel.” I mutter under my breath and step away from them. Then just like that they start lighting up the darkened room. I light the candles, lay down the rug where I want it and head downstairs.

I stood in the doorway and watch her as she curses at the television.

“Son of a fucking whore! This is so fucking ridiculous.” She scowls as the remote in her hand cracks under her grip.

“I am never going to be able to hold anything again!”

“If you want help, I can practice with you.” I offer.

She turns her head to look at me.

“Come on.” I hold out my hand and she looks at it as she gets up and finally takes it. Her grip is fucking strong.

“Ease up a little Angel.” I ask.

She does and I pull her out to the kitchen taking out various items from the pantry.

Her bottles of water seem like a good way to start.

I place one in her hand and she wraps her fingers around it crushing it instantly water spilling all over the floor.

“Well shit. Let’s try that over the sink instead.” I growl and clean up the mess as she stands there laughing at me.

“I am glad you find this amusing.” I grump at her.

“Try again.” I tell her and she does this time only denting it slightly before it starts to leak.

“More.” I tell her.

Once she has mastered the art of holding a water bottle without crushing it, my plan seems to be going along splendidly.

“Come upstairs.” I ask and she follows behind me to the bedroom and I head for the walk in closet. I pull off my t-shirt and take a button down shirt and slide it on and turn to face her.

“Button it up.”   

Her eyes drop to my chest and there it is.

I keep my smugness in check and urge her further. “Come on Angel you can do this.”

Her eyes are moving along my abs down lower to my navel. She steps up closer and I smile down at her.

“Cue blush.” I whisper.

Her lips lift slightly because she knows I am dead on accurate. Human Bella would have blushed while gawking at my bare chest.

I lift my hand up slowly and take hers and place it on the front of my shirt. “You have to practice.” I encourage.

After the tenth shirt she is frustrated and cursing under her breath.

“Slow down. Think about it.” I soften my voice to ease her mood. “There is no rush.”

She takes a deep breath and finally buttons up my green button down shirt. “Good girl.” I grin and she smiles from ear to ear.

“Now unbutton.” I murmur in a slightly seductive tone. Her eyes dart up to mine from under her lashes. I lean in and press my lips to her cheek, “Cue blush.” And let a low purr rumble through my chest before I step back.

“It was bad enough when I did it but knowing you noticed it so often when I tried so hard to hide it…” she trails off.

“You were never able to hide that from me Isabella. Vampire, remember?” I smirk.

“Yeah.” She reaches up and starts to unbutton it only snapping one button in half.

I remove my shirt and throw it into the pile to be thrown out and I walk over and pull the drawer open that holds all the beautiful things I bought for her.

“Now you try to dress yourself.” I pull out a couple of modest outfits. Nothing like what I want her in by the end of this lesson.

She manages to tear a few and apologizes profusely for ruining the items.

“Isabella…it isn’t like I can’t afford it.” I shrug.

“Here try mine since you did so well on this one.” I hand her my white button down shirt.

When she slipped it on, my breath hitched and I let out a loud gulp as the memory of her wearing this the first night I brought her to the ranch plays in my mind.

My mouth floods with venom and the animal in me wants to pounce.

No!

She belongs to us!

Only if and when she is ready…I scowl back at him.

Says the Casanova who is trying to seduce her with false pretenses.

Shut the fuck up. I feel my fingers tighten into a fist. I attempt to calm myself down as she fumbles with the buttons, then she inhales and looks up at me.

Pussy.

My jaw clenches.

“Edward, are you okay?”

I attempt to nod and it doesn’t work. She steps closer and I take a deep breath. She is literally killing me. My body is going on pure primal instinct, I am hard and haven’t claimed her yet and its becoming unbearable.

“I’m fine.” I manage to get out. That couldn’t be further from the truth.

“You are almost done.” I manage to gain my wits about me.

She smiles and fastens the last three and then begins to remove it. My hands twitch because I want to do it. I want to tear it off of her…throw her down and thrust into her and slide my hand under the back of her neck and lift it to my lips. Then I realize what it is that is driving me insane.

I am thirsty. She is sated.

I still have not fucking fed!

This was a bad idea, I swallow venom and she jumps up and down when she has unbuttoned the shirt.

“Awesome baby. Now…the final test. Something far more delicate.”

I lead her upstairs and she quirks an eyebrow at me.

“There are things in the dressing room that will be perfect for you to practice with.”

“Uh huh.” She says with apprehension looking at me out of the corner of her eyes.

I take her into the dressing room and open the armoire and tell her, “I will let you do this alone.” I murmur and just turn and head to the playroom. “Practice all you want.” I call back and enter the playroom and try to calm myself down.

Now, if she comes in here at anytime then I think I may have a chance. However, if she tries this or just gives up and leaves then I failed.

The burn in my throat becomes more obvious suddenly. I step in front of the mirror and notice how dark my green eyes have really become and the darkened shadows underneath them.I hear her curse and scowl as the sound of fabric tears and rustles against the skin of her body. I try to push the images out of my head and fail miserably.

I don’t know how long I stood here but it got deadly silent in the next room. I look towards the entrance and wait with hope. She finally steps in and her gasp is louder than I am sure she wanted me to hear.I could see the conflict in her eyes when her eyes met mine in the mirror.

I turn and face her and hope that she doesn’t bolt for the door.

My eyes scan over her and instantly my fangs burst out of my gums, mouth floods with venom and my cock hardens even further in my jeans. I am still standing here without a shirt on, while my angel is dressed in red.

Bright. Deep.Blood. Red.

So fucking red against her beautiful curves and her pale flawless skin.

I am holding onto the collar in my right hand and this time I walk towards her. She takes a step back and it nearly breaks me, but I won’t give up.

No.

Not yet.

I drop down on one knee and look up at her.I am ready to be beg with everything that I have. 

“Get up Edward please.” She murmurs fidgeting like she is human looking down at her hands.

“But…” She doesn’t let me finish.Her hand comes out and she cradles my cheek and it feels so good to feel her touch me. I lean into it.

“I already know…you would do anything I asked of you baby..”

I do as she asks and I stand up and look at her extremely confused now.

“Isabella…he is part of me, I am the one that should take the blame for every time he has hurt you.” I murmur looking down at the collar.

“Edward…we all wear masks even as we are human. There was a mask for how I was with my parents, there was a mask for when I went to school, there was a mask for when me and Rosalie would sit behind the dugout and flirt with the players. But they were all me, and I think I figured out that you put yours on when you have to do something you don’t really want to do or you begin to lose control of your human side. I think I know now what happened that night. I have been thinking about it a lot. I know now why he took the decision out of your hands and changed me.”

She slid her other hand against my cheek and pulled me towards her. “You couldn’t do it because you didn’t want to kill the girl you love and I think that he is a mask you hide behind when you need to let him handle certain things that the good side of you can't handle.”

I stare at her and contemplate what she says.

“It doesn’t change the fact that I nearly amputated your fucking leg Bella!”

“You can be a really stupid vampire sometimes do you know that?” she gives me a sympathetic half smile. I gape at her.

“Excuse me?” I ask now a little irritated since I don't like to be called fucking stupid...that is unless I am calling myself that.

“What have we spent the last several hours doing? Duh...trying to get my strength under control…so think about it Edward, if I were in the meadow in full blood lust while I turned you, do you think I would have not injured you in some way? I suddenly realized this when I was in there tearing through nylon after nylon.”

“I don’t know.” I mutter. “You are already far more controlled than any newborn I have encountered Isabella and I have been around for a long fucking time! I broke your fucking leg with my own God damn hands!”

“I think now I understand. You lost focus Edward, and what happened with my leg now makes perfect sense to me after the last couple of hours. I cannot imagine being around a human with blood flowing through them and trying to hold a human body in these hands without causing damage. It’s instinct Edward and it has to be even harder because I am your singer...” she stops and here eyes narrow in as she looks at me. Her eyes widen with some epiphany.

She steps closer and runs her finger tip under my eye.“Your thirsty. You still haven’t fed.”

She drops her hands, a sympathetic look fills her eyes. She reaches out and takes the collar, lays it down on the stand and pulls my hand leading me over to my chair.

She pushes me back using her damn strength to sit back in the chair and she straddles my lap.

If I had a heartbeat it would have thumped louder than the speakers in a low rider’s car out on a Saturday night out cruising with the feel of her straddling over me in my chair. Her arms came up to wrap around my neck and she pulls me to her lips.

“Come on baby. You need to drink.”

I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her into me tighter hugging her against me.

“Fuck I miss you!” I kiss her lips her cheek, moving along her ear and down over the sweet spot behind it and inhale her sweet new vampire scent.

“You are warm…so fucking warm and I can smell me all over you. God.” I lick along her jaw, my nose grazes up the length of her neck.

“Take as much as you need.” She whispers pulling back to look down at me.

“Fuck.” A deep guttural growl builds up slowly from my gut up through my chest. My hand slides up the front of her red lace lingerie and with barely a tug, her breast falls out. I tease and taunt her nipple laving my tongue around the peak and flick it over the hardened flesh. Her head falls back as she moans out now grinding her heat on my jean clad hips.

My mind and body are sending me some sort of signal. It is warning me not yet. I don’t know why but I know that I can’t do it this way.

“Isabella, I am going to have to ask you to do something I don’t rightfully deserve.”

“What?”

“I need you to trust me, before I attempt to drink from you.” I ask.

“If you don’t...I understand and I need to go hunt because I am thirsty as fuck right now.”

I pick her up and carry her to my bed. “I cannot hurt you.” I murmur setting her down.

“But your thirsty for me.” She grips her fist over the edge of my jeans tugging me back.

“I know…just…” I stop and realize what it is that is stopping me.

“If I bite you now and we aren’t connected then you will suffer.” My voice is spilling the words out certain of what I somehow just know.

“Bella, I am not just saying this...I have to be inside of you. I have to listen to my instinct.”

She studies my face for a moment and whispers, “Okay baby.”

I look at her stunned. 

She fucking trusts me. 

Even after all of what I have done...she fucking trusts me. 

I tear the red lace outfit away from her body, my jeans come next in the frenzy of my need. I let my body do what it is guiding me through to do next.I kiss her warm silken taught flesh all over. Every last inch of her skin has to touch my lips first. I whisper to her, how much I love her. I cry out how much I need her and I let my last move position her to receive all of me.

My hand caresses her softly. I slowly glide it down to her side over her hip and then further down to her knee. I wrap my hand around the back of it and hitch it up and out positioning myself between her legs.

“I don’t have to touch you…you are already ready.” I inhale the thick scent of her wetness and lean down to growl into her neck.

My cock settles against the warmth of her flesh and I give her no warning to keep her from tensing up.

Our eyes are locked on each others.

“You are mine Isabella…I own you from this moment on.” My voice is deep and powerful.

I thrust forward as the words leave my lips. Then I lower my head and sink both sets of fangs into the swell of her breast right over her heart.

“Oh Fuck!” she cries out, her thighs tense up and squeeze my body in their grip. It isn’t painful, its just an unfamiliar feeling being gripped like this.She is so fucking strong and it reminds me of Emmett's strength.

Sweet hot blood and venom flood over my teeth, tongue and fill my mouth, mixing with my own venom and the blood she has just taken in from her most recent hunt. I suck hard because that shit tastes so fucking good. Its just as good as her hot sweet human blood alone.

I suck even harder than I have ever sucked before and the sensation is unfucking real. Moans come out of me from deep within, that constant burn stops instantly, her chest heaves in a breath of air under my lips as her hands come up and fist through the sides of my locks and she grinds forward and pulls back to get me to start moving in her.

“Oh God! Edward!” she cries out when I pull back and thrust forward again. The pleasure to be able to drive into her is mind blowing. 

No more holding back.

No more fear of harming her.

Now…I just can’t stop. My hips pound into her and she hisses then whimpers underneath me all while I suck and feed from the breast of my Angel.

This is fucking heaven! She somehow got me through the gates and into motherfucking heaven!  

I disengage my fangs from her breast and look down at the wounds dripping blood and venom from my saturated lips and teeth, I pull back and lift up to look at her.

Her eyes are liquid milk chocolate, dilated and pleading. I lick my lips that are so deliciously coated in our venom and blood.

With my thirst for blood slightly sated, my thirst for sex has magnified ten fold.

I know what I want now…time to pick up my rhythm I have settled into and claim her pussy as mine also!

“It’s time you got fucked good and proper!” I growl. The sensation is fucking heaven being buried inside of her but the feel of pulling in and out, the friction of our sex feeding off one another’s and arousing us further is indescribable. I feel every twitch, pulse, whimper and catch every sign her body is giving me.

This is where I belong.

This is what I live for.

This is why I fucking exist in the first place.

I feel the pull in my chest and I know that she needs something. When our eyes meet, they look at me with longing and almost look desperate as they search mine.

Her lip quivers and I realize suddenly I don’t hear her thoughts, but know that I don’t have to. Her body is singing to me. She is quietly whimpering underneath me giving me the cues she so desperately wants.

I am a perverted mother fucker and I wanna hear that shit!

“What are you trying to tell me?” I lean in and purr against her throat already knowing what it is she wants so badly.

“I think I am wanna come.” She sucks in a breath of air."God Edward the feeling is..."

"I know Angel." I murmur with my lips to her ear moving down.

“Not yet baby. I am not done yet.” I whisper against her throat before I sink my teeth into the hard flesh that would be impossible for any human to tear through.

I draw and suck while I drive her body up the bed with each thrust knowing she can take it. Knowing I can tease and pleasure her depths with the length and girth of my cock.

I swallow washing my throat with the warm sweetness of her as I drink, I begin to slow my hips down and on the last deep draw, I pull back lick her wound and I begin to pound into her with out holding anything back.

“So tight and hot and fuck you are so wet for me! Jesus your tighter! This is the way its supposed to be!” I grunt, gripping her hips and holding her still pinned so that I can drive it into her. Her hands fist my hair and pull it.

“God damn you take my cock so good Bella! I won’t let you fall over yet Angel…you still need it hard don’t you?”

In a flash I pull out of her heat, grip her and flip her over holding her hips while I lift her ass up in the air setting her up on her knees in front of me. 

“You better hold on tight Angel.” I watch her hands ball into fists as she grabs onto the bed sheets tearing them in her tight grip. 

“Oh Fuck!” she throws her head back, arches her back as her long brown tresses whip at the hard stone flesh on my face and chest like a cat o nine tails being brought down with excessive force.

With one hand on her hip, I bring the other up around that hair of hers wrapping it several times around my fist. I lean forward pull her hair back hard and purr against her ear.

“This big bad vampire is ready to play.” I hiss in her ear. “You be a good little girl and I’ll show you how I can really make that pussy weep.”

“Holy fuck!” she growls, her teeth are clenched tight. “Yesssss!” she hisses.

“What Angel? Come on baby say it. I wanna hear that dirty sassy mouth of yours!”

I take aim with the tip of my throbbing soaking wet cock against her swollen dripping lips.

“Fuck me! Fuck it! Fuck it hard God damn it!” She cries out.

A sinister smile spreads over my lips.

“That is what I wanna hear!”

I roar and thrust into her yelling, “Mine!”

The bed sways forward a little rocking on its thick metal welded frame. I pull back and slam in again listening to the little grunts that escape her lips and her breathy cries of “Yes!” with each thrust I deliver.

The metal frame squeaks and she grunt’s out turning her head to the side looking over her shoulder at me out of the corner of her eyes.

She never disappoints me.

“Is the big bad vampire so strong he may even break his own super strength bed fucking his mate like a dog?" 

I grin down at her perfect round little ass and her sassy little mouth spewing challenges at me.

“Is the little she devil underneath me able to take the smack of this big bad vampire’s hand when it meets the soft skin of that sweet hard little ass?”

Wetness drools out of her sex before I have even posed all of the question.

“Fuck Isabella you naughty little vamp! Someone’s pussy is trying to tell me something.”

With that I pull my hand back tug her hair and let my hand fly across her ass. The smack sounds like thunder and her squeak and the tightening she does on my cock with that pussy tells me that may of smarted a little.

“Too bad I drained you baby. My hand print is going to look stunning on that sweet little ass.” I grip her hip and thrust into her pounding into her throwing a hard ass smack on her backside.

The pleasure of smacking it has to be as good as the pleasure she gets receiving it.

Our bodies come together, our skin slaps hard like loud clapping thunder hanging over the roof when I buckle down and pound on her driving it in, beating the head of my cock against her G spot causing her body to shake violently with each thrust.

My body is in complete sync with hers now. I can feel it and I just know.

“Now you are ready, so come for me, baby. Now!”

I growl and roar throwing my head back, my fist holds onto her hair as I drill into her with no holds barred at a speed that should break the fucking sound barrier.

Every muscle in my body and hers simultaneously coils up, ready to tear out from under our stone hard skin with a whipping snap.

I fall forward and wrap my arms around her chest and pull her back to my chest bringing us up on my knees and she turns her face to the side, my lips against her cheek.

The heat between us is hotter than when she was human. It felt like our bodies ignited like someone had lit a damn blowtorch with the flame of a match. Her skin all over flushes with a pinkish color.

Her whimpers turn into mewls and little hisses, her fingers grip onto my arms around her waist.

I am on the edge so close, feeling my body on that tightrope teetering to the left before I fall to the right and I explode inside of her just as she screams out at the top of her lungs… “I am coming Edward….fuck me…oh god baby…”

Her entire body arches away from me but I won’t let her, her feet dig into the mattress at the sides of my legs, her pussy convulses around my cock while she pumps her pussy up and down on it as I am now stilled pulsating hard in her. A vice couldn’t hold my cock the way the walls of her pussy have locked onto it as it pulses shooting stream after stream of my seed deep into the warmth of her.

What blows my mind is that I am not just giving it to her. Isabella is taking it with each hard spasm, her body keeps it where it needs to be as she milks my cock pulling my orgasm out to draw it out even longer as her arms come up over her head and fist my hair hard as she pulls my head down over her shoulder, holding her body tightly against mine.  

I bite into her shoulder as her tiny tight perfect little body quivers in my arms, both her legs start to relax slightly. Then I am hit with the scent of our orgasm as it swirls around under my nose mixing and growing sweeter. Her beautiful fangs drip venom before she she is pressing the tips into that succulent bottom lip.

So sexy.

The tension in her neck eases slightly. Her eyes flutter open and meet with mine. She is still quivering while I still spill my seed deep inside of her pulsing deep within her holding her body to mine not wanting to ever, ever, ever let go

I pull out of her turn her around and wrap my self completely around her burying my length back into the heat of of her. .

“I am yours Edward, you have my heart, my body and I am happy you got to be the one to steal my soul. Please don’t ever stop loving me the way that you do and you will have my submission for eternity.”

I squeeze her tighter and bury my nose in her hair.

"I love you...God I fucking love you, but I don’t remember giving you permission to call me Edward.” I smile wickedly and I know she can’t see it but surely she can feel it with my face pressed up against her neck.

“Oops.” She lets out a burst of giggles as I nuzzle and begin to purr and for the first time, she answers with her own content purr and it's by far the only sound I ever want to hear out of her. 

© Robshandmonkey~

Whew!!!!!!

wipes the sweat from my brow takes a deep ass breath and dares to ask….

Go ahead give it to me!