Chapter 66 Dominating Isabella

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Chapter 66

Dominating Isabella

“My Angel seems to be a little voracious tonight.” Edward growls in her ear as he holds her tightly with a need to feel her in his arms. He will never let anyone or anything come between them again and anyone that tried simply wouldn’t exist.

Each agonizing day he was in that cell all he did was replaying every second, he was around her from the moment he met her. Looking back he could see that his actions were blatantly obvious now realizing that his feelings back in the first days they interacted he had clearly been captivated by her and there was no way he was ever going to just walk away.

Even when he left her on the dance floor believing that he was protecting her, he didn’t have a snowballs chance in hell of staying away.

The beautiful chocolate haired beauty had marked him and gave him back a part of his humanity when he looked in the mirror at the green eyes that stared back at him.

Bella growls out in frustration as Edward teases her with heated passionate kisses only to pull back before he lets them go any farther.

“Edward please.” She pleads.

“Tsk, tsk, Angel, from now on it is Master unless I state otherwise.” He grabs her chin in between his long finger and thumb to hold her chin up focusing her attention to him while his eyes burn into hers.

Her brow furrows and she growls out a frustrated grunt and throws out her lip to pout.

“I think you need a little refresher course in how to obey little girl. Your behavior is a little out of control. I haven’t forgotten your newborn tendencies, but at some point love you will learn to control that bad attitude.”

“Yes Master.” Isabella whispers.

“I want you to go back to our cabin; in the top drawer of the armoire is what I want you to wear. I will wait for you on the stern.”

Isabella grumps all the way back to the cabin. She starts pulling open the top drawer to find what it is Edward has for her.

A red crocheted bikini is sitting there in her exact size all by itself. She smiles and quickly gets undressed knowing the less she is in the better chance she will have of seducing her sexy vampire. Then, her curiosity gets the best of her and she cannot resist opening the remaining drawers below. She lets out a muffled gasp when she comes across Edward’s toy drawer chock full of a variety of vibrators, plugs, bullets, a blindfold, a paddle, some sort of whip and leather cuffs that remind her of hers back home. Everything is laying there neatly in a perfect straight line. She quickly closes it now even more anxious to get back up on deck with Edward. She hopes she doesn’t get caught, although getting into trouble for snooping doesn’t sound half bad considering there is no intimidator on this boat and a spanking from Edward’s hand excites the hell out of her.

Grabbing a towel before she heads up to the deck where Edward is waiting for her to return, she makes her way back adjusting the straps of the suit. Her body reacts to the sight laid out before her on a lounge chair when she steps out onto the lower deck near the stern. Edward is laying back in a pair of grey slacks and a white wife beater tank top. He is stretched out with bare feet crossed at his ankles. His lean body is stunning in the moonlight and her mouth pools with venom.

The minute his eyes land on her, she watches his eyes light up taking her in with his mouth partially open to witness both sets of fangs burst out of his gums violently at first sight of her.

Isabella smiles at him coquettishly as his eyes wander down her long toned legs and up to a barely there fuck me red bikini.

“God fucking damn! My imagination didn’t even come remotely close to how hot you look in this thing, Jesus Isabella Angel you have to let me photograph you. God I want to capture every time I see you in something that just stuns me. I will show you baby, I promise how you never fail to look absolutely breathtaking. Don’t you see how absolutely fucking beautiful and sexy you are?”  

His eyes slowly scan up and pause in all the naughty places they should not be.

She doesn’t reply, because she doesn’t know what to really say to that.

“Isabella come stand here next to the chair.”

She follows his command and she lays her towel down on the chair seated next to him. She watches him lick his lips slowly washing his tongue over his drooling fangs and the scent of Edward’s venom fills her senses. It is the sweetest scent she has ever encountered being a human or a vampire. She knew if she could be addicted to that, then there was no doubt in her mind he was already her drug of choice.  

“Mmm…” she cannot help but let out the moan as the need to taste him builds.

“Untie your top around the neck and let it drop.” He commands and she does as he asks. Edward reaches over to a table next to him and grabs an odd-looking pair of purple bulbs with a clear plastic tube attached.

He stands up and bends down keeping his eyes on her the entire time as he flicks his tongue over her nipple causing it to harden under his tongue. Her body responds accordingly sending a wave of shivers down the length of her arms settling down her legs. The puffy bud of her nipple hardens as his wet tongue arouses her. She watches him fascinated by each action he does that follows. His knowledge and skill is both a blessing and a curse to her naïve experience in all things sexual. She focuses on him reminding herself that distractions of things she has no control over will do her no good.

Edward’s past encounters in all areas of sex far outweigh her own experience.

Edward places the hard clear plastic over the peak of her hard nipple and proceeds to pump the bulb. The sensation is incredible and she gasps dropping her eyes from his to watch it pull on her nipple sucking it into the tube deeper and deeper.

“Too much?” he asks assuring she is not being harmed. He knows it would take something much stronger to make her feel any pain although the next step will take time to get used to because the initial set up will remain slightly uncomfortable for her.

“No…” she breathes out.

Edward’s long fingers grip the black band and he proceeds to roll it down the length of the tube where it settles against her breast. These bands are not the typical novelty type making sure to use an industrial strength o-ring that will stay seated on her harder than human skin. He pushes his finger to her breast and it releases the tube and bulb. The black band is wrapping tightly around her fully erect nipple creating it to puff out. The sensation is a little painful but not so bad, that she would safe word.

He repeats the process on her other breast. He lifts her chin to force her to look at him. His other hand pinches her now bound nipple and squeezes. He watches her eyes widen when he releases her now throbbing nipple of her breast, Isabella hisses at the sensation.

Edward cannot help but grin mischievously as he reaches down for her ties and commands, “Hair.” She lifts it up while he ties her top back up and he adjusts the material against her skin straightening out each triangle to sit perfectly on her flawless body.

“Those are to remain on until I release them. Understood?”

“Yes master.”

“You are not allowed to seek any relief from them. Nor are you allowed to touch them at all. Those are there for my pleasure Isabella, not yours.”

Edward inhales the scent that has been released unwillingly into the air that is now saturating her new swimsuit bottoms.

 “Isabella, you naughty little vixen and I just bought you that suit.” He smirks

He stands back as she fidgets while his eyes drop between her legs. She cannot help but let her eyes take in the sight of him as they roam down his body enjoying the beauty of Edward in a wife beater.

Her human habit still in tact she sucks in that bottom lip unconsciously while she waits for the heat of her cheeks to make their appearance when he catches her ogling the bulge in his trousers.

“Cue blush.” He whispers so low, so that only she can hear him. “See something that you want Angel?”

His eyes gleam in the color of a beautiful jade green in the moonlight, and are set on the soft milk chocolate color of hers. She is adorable to him. To him she will always be his innocent little Angel no matter what. A small smirk threatens to break out into a smug grin when he thinks of how he is the one that stole her innocence and how he will continue to do so.

Isabella nods frantically eying every inch of him.

Since becoming a vampire she realizes now, how wanting him before does not compare to the way she wants him now. It is so much more intense. Everything is when you are a vampire. Now she understands what Edward meant when he tried to explain the way he felt about her and how that did not compare to the way she felt about him. She loved him with all of her heart as a human, and at the time believed it to be true when she felt that love for him.

It is only then that the light bulb went off inside of her head.

It was the light bulb that Edward had been waiting for, because he knew she was smart enough to figure it all out, and it would only take a few commands before it dawned on her what she was really truly in for.

Maybe he should have told her, but there was no way in hell he was going to jeopardize the chance of her accepting his collar. Some may even see it as evil, manipulative, or even downright deplorable.

However, this is Edward and what Edward wants; Edward gets no matter what he has to do get it.

Being a human submissive was one thing.

Being a Vampire submissive was an entirely all together different thing.

Her need to be with her mate was instinct. It was a longing, a desire and a downright need to have. There was no sort of’s or a little bit, or any possibility of the word probably when it came to wanting your mate and even knowing this, should have been something he took into consideration before collaring her.  

Now as a vampire, it the expression is I have to have. She has to have him. There are no grey areas because he owns her and she owns him.

The gleam in his eye brightened and sparkled and the curl of his lip in the corner confirmed that he probably just read her mind.

How am I supposed to do this? She asked without opening her mouth.

“We will figure it out Isabella.” He replies looking at her with nothing but love.

Then her eyes fill with fear and he catches the scent of it. The last time was when she lay underneath him before he was taken away from her. He didn’t like the scent of Isabella’s fear as a vampire. When she was human, it was different and there were times when he relished in it. Now she is a vampire, and the scent should not be released, and he wished that she hadn’t felt it but it was still there.

He is an ass and he knows it, but it doesn’t stop him from making the decision to proceed with it.

“Hey.” He whispers stepping up to cradle her face in his hands. “We will figure it out Angel. I will help you. I promise.”

Her eyes drop to his chest and she furrows her brow unsure and uncertain of what it is they are about to do.

“Isabella, eyes.” He demands and she looks back up at him. He seems so confident, strong, and commanding. She finds him stunningly beautiful, but she wonders if she has that same confidence that he does. She is sure that her being a newborn is just part of what is adding to her fears and one day she will realize what it is that Edward has done but it will take years before she figures out it.

She is his new challenge.

The excitement he needs to get that rush he longs for constantly and he knew if she could read his mind, she would be down right fucking pissed off at him for looking at her that way.

It didn’t matter how much he would apologize in the future for it, for now he was going to enjoy every last fucking minute of it.

Isabella was his shiny new toy and he loved her with everything he had in him, but he is still the same guy that went after things he should have avoided. He was the same guy that longed for the thrill of something dangerous. Now he knew the difference to know the dangers that would end him. The danger of losing her…but this…what was happening between them was not dangerous, so much as, it was challenging.

How do you get a Vampire who is not only your mate, but a newborn to submit to you fully?

Being a Vampire submissive takes years before they can be begin to be successful at it. Vampires are not instinctual submissives, but the desire to be one is only a trait carried over from their human nature prior to their turning. 

Being a Vampire submissive is doable.

Being a newborn Vampire submissive, that is mated—there lies the challenge—and he knows it deep down in his soul that what he is doing would be frowned upon by most Dominant vampires who live the lifestyle.

To tame her, to train her with all these going against them, is going to be the biggest challenge he has ever taken on. But he smiles inwardly and accepts it stepping into his role as her Dominant who wants nothing more than to fuck the shit out of his beautiful little innocent submissive while she is bound beneath him.

“Back to nodding? Really?” He cocks his brow.

“I apologize Master. I see something I really, really want very much.” she fidgets lacing her fingers in front of her to try to keep her hands to herself. Her desire to reach out and grab onto his silken soft skin over the strong sinew of his muscles in his biceps is driving her damn near insane. Then he teases her with them even further when he takes notice of what her eyes drop down to look at. He voluntarily flexes his muscle to see if she will react.

Her eyes widen just the slightest bit, but he catches it knowing damn well that her need to touch him is too strong.

I am such an ass. He thinks to himself but he just can’t help it.  

“Soon Angel, turn around for me.” He sits back down in his lounge chair and pulls out his tucked in tank top making himself more comfortable.

“Very fucking nice. Damn Isabella I didn’t think you could improve a perfect ass but fuck Angel your ass is just begging for me to smack it.”

Isabella drops her head and Edward commands her to turn back around and face him. She does as he asks and they stare at one another for a moment under the moonlight. He then whispers under his breath once again knowing full well what he would have seen if she were human. 

“Cue blush.”

Just then, a short dark haired woman steps out on the deck smiling at Edward.

Isabella can sense the woman is smitten with him, as she hasn’t even acknowledged her presence. Her fist instinct is to growl, but she holds it in watching as the woman sets a tray down next to Edward not saying a word and she turns and quickly scurries away.

Isabella raises her eyebrows as the scent of the sweetest strawberries hits her nostrils.

They may smell appealing but she isn’t so sure about the taste. She has tried several times to see if things that she ate when she human had tasted any different as a vampire. She was surprised she had lost all her cravings for the many things she loved to taste.

She couldn’t imagine Edward even eating a strawberry, but she knew he said that Carmen had them all the time and the story he had told her about them.

His honey voice brings her out of her trance as she stares at the bowl.

“Come here Angel.” He reaches his hand out and pulls her into his lap to straddle him in the lounge chair.

“Strawberries?” She cocks her brow up at him, her former worries put aside for the moment.

“Not fond of the fruit…it’s the juice that I plan to enjoy.” He grins with a glint in his eyes. “Carmen made them just for me. And Angel I think you are literally soaking wet between those thighs.”

He inhales flaring his nostrils looking directly into her eyes. “Fuck the flavor of both is going to have me throbbing with need to devour every inch of you.” He growls putting his hands on her hips pushing her forward to let her get a feel of how hard he is getting.

He slides his hand under the nape of her hair and with a gentle pull brings her lips to barely touch his with just a whisper of breath between his lips and hers he asks, “Lick your lips for me Isabella.”

She follows his orders, he watches as the venom from her tongue coats the upper lip first then the lower, and before the action is complete, he snags her tongue between his razor sharp fangs, pulling it into his mouth to suck on.

Isabella grinds her pussy against his groin repeating the action he just did. His hands drop down to grip onto her soft curvy bikini clad hips and he stills her movement setting her tongue free at the same time ending their heated kiss abruptly.

“Ah, ah, I don’t remember giving you permission to grind that tight little ass against my cock did I?”

“No Master.” She almost starts to lower her eyes but catches herself and holds his gaze.

“So what the fuck do you think your doing?” His green eyes glare and darken while staring into her milk chocolate ones.

“It’s instinct. I have no control over it.” She states hoping that this will keep her out of trouble. He almost laughs thinking, oh yeah. This is going to be a hell of a lot of fun.

“Really Angel, maybe is it time for the next lesson in controlling your sexual urges?”

“Why would I want to control them? Isn’t it more gratifying to just fucking do them?”

Moreover, there lies the biggest challenge. Can he keep her as a submissive when there is so much going against them?

“Tsk, tsk…oh Angel, you have so much to learn.”

She narrows her eyes at him not liking the sound of his tone at all.

His voice is deep with warning, “You better keep your attitude in check little girl.”

“Yes Master.”

He knows he is going to have to be firm and consistent. Even if it takes going all the way back to the basics. They barely trained at all what with all the bullshit that they had been through. He was set in his resolve, that after the plane was repaired and they flew back to the states he would let her pick the place to train but once they did this, nothing in the outside world would interfere in his time to teach her. He didn’t care about who lived, who died, or if the fucking world was coming to a God damned end. He would not allow her any outside influences to hinder this relationship.

“You know, I warned you the very first night…teasing is an art Isabella and you know how much that I love to tease you to the point of begging. I like it when you beg, and tonight, you my little doe eyed girl, you are going to be begging for me and pleading to be fucked. However Isabella, I swear to God if you narrow those eyes at me one more time disrespectfully, I will flip you over and smack that ass till your round little cheeks glow an even brighter red than that swimsuit you have on, is that understood?”

“Yes Master, I understand.”

“That collar on your throat means I own you. I say when and if you are allowed any pleasure. It is not your decision Isabella. Urges or not. You have to control them otherwise you will spend more time being punished than being fucked and that would really start to piss me off. I need you to remember that to deny you denies me and do you really want to do that?”

“No sir.”

“I expect you to sit here and behave. Don’t disappoint me.” Edward leans in and takes her lobe in between his lips and he sucks on it while his hand traces the outline of the triangle on her bikini top, brushing his thumb over her nipple softly enough so that it causes her to gasp out. She is surprised at the intense sensation of his touch, having forgotten about those bands that have her now overly sensitive nipples even more sensitive than ever.

Edward smiles wickedly against her cheek and murmurs, “A little painful love?”

“A little.” She tries to remain unphased but Edward isn’t fooled.

“Pick up a strawberry and put it to my lips.” He demands.

She does as he asks and he punctures it with his fang and reaches up taking it from her.

His other hand moves to her breast and his finger moves under the fabric of the top as he intentionally pushes it to the side brushing it against her bound throbbing nipple. She yelps jumping in his lap.

“A little?” he teases.

She begins to chew her bottom lip while he brings the fruit up over her breast and pinches it letting the red juice drip down onto the hard rosy bud of her nipple. A drop lingers on the tip, he tosses the fruit in the bowl and leans forward wrapping his lips around her entire nipple, and he sucks hard punishing her for her for grinding against him.

Isabella’s stomach sucks in a deep breath and she whimpers out muffling her sound.

He continues to roll it and suck it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth as his hand cups her entire breast squeezing it creating an even stronger sensation of pain that will pulse through it and arouse her hard little clit between her legs.

“I can hear your clit growing harder.” He murmurs into her nipple. “Don’t worry; I won’t neglect any part of your sex Isabella. Master is thirsty and I want the scent of your pussy all around me when I feed.”

He picks her up and lays her back on the lounge chair completely flat.

He then plucks the string on each side of her bikini as he grips the top string and slowly pulls back the small triangle piece of fabric to expose her bare weeping little wet pussy.

“Feet over the edge of the chair, I want them flat on the ground. Hips up and hold them there.” He demands as he reaches over grabbing a strawberry while his hand moves to brush up against the sensitive flesh of her slit before he pulls the folds of her lips open to expose her to him. Juice drips all along her pussy from the top as it rolls through the folds of her flesh saturating her further. He tosses the strawberry overboard and lies down between her legs.

“God I love this pussy. So fucking perfect. It is so ready to be licked isn’t it baby.”

“Oh God yes please.”

“Do you think you deserve it?”

“Yes!”

“Why?”

Isabella closes her eyes and grits her teeth. Her fists clench and he knows he is pushing her limit.

He smacks her lips once and demands an answer. “Answer me damn it!” He growls.

“Because I need it. I want it please Master. I will be good! Please!!!”

Edward smiles looking up at her. “Eyes stay on mine. Watch me Isabella. Watch me devour you.”

With his elbows on the edge of the lounge chair against her hips and thighs both hands pinch each side of her lips and he spreads her back exposing her completely to him. She watches his nostrils flare at the scent of her wetness and he licks his lips before he grazes his fang right against the very sensitive edge of her clit in the meantime his tongue takes a long lavishing lick of her pussy. Her legs quiver watching him do this and feeling every bit of it ten times more than when she was human.

She chomps down on her bottom lip to hold back the whine she is about to let out and she is fighting every thing in her to NOT thrust her hips forward into his mouth. She knows this will piss him off and end what pleasure she is getting. She takes a refreshing deep breath and commits herself to doing this. To not giving into her instincts. To not allowing herself to ruin one very hot sexy moment between them. He is thirsty. His eyes are darkening every minute longer and she knows that after he feasts on her sex, he will bury himself inside of her before he feeds on her.  

She is the one he depends on to live. She is the one that keeps him breathing, she is the one that controls him, and she smiles wickedly at the thought of that power she has over this man.

Edward laves his tongue over her hardened clit. It is throbbing in need and he knows the actions it will take to get her off, he has no plans to waste much time getting her worked up, because she can already is as far as he is concerned. The more he licks of her nectar the more thirsty he becomes and he cannot wait much longer.

Gustavo is starting to smell good to him and he knows he needs to feed. He tries to tune out Isabella’s thoughts for a moment because he does not like what she is thinking, even if it is true.

He never thought there would be a time that he would not want to hear her, but she somehow managed to think the one thing that he didn’t like. Edward did not like not being the one in control and giving up that control to Aro nearly killed him, but for her he did it without a second thought. He would do anything for her.

In the BDSM community, Dominant’s know that the submissive is always in control, but Edward has never been the typical Dominant, yet he is still shown respect nonetheless.

Edward has never cared what anyone thinks he should or shouldn’t do. He doesn’t follow the standard rules for much less anything else and his lifestyle was no different. He never has played by the rules and he never will.

If they didn’t like it they could all fuck off and die as far as he was concerned. All that mattered to him was whom it was lying here spread out underneath him. Her begging and whimpering for him to do naughty things to her, things that he had every intention of doing.

He nipped, licked, and sucked her soft slick skin swirling his tongue around her wetness before he lapped it up. His mouth flooded with venom and he allowed it to flow down over her clit and drip into her sex getting her even wetter.

The beast was rattling his cage violently. The trace scent of human blood still lingers under her skin, as he can smell the traces of it in the tissue of her newborn body.

The beast is chanting at him.

Bite her.

Biter her lips now!

I can smell her, fuck she smells so fucking good!

There is no way he will allow it, her pussy is beautiful and perfect, and he would never scar it with his teeth nor will he ever allow his beast to either.   

Within seconds, he realizes he cannot let him get out and allow him to take control. Edward keeps his attention focused on her pussy, while he ignores the beast, licking and sucking all of her into his mouth, his other hand grips the front of his trousers as he tears his pants off. He then stands up straddling the lounge chair towering over Isabella. His long fingers slip under and grip the top of his tank top at the front, with little force; he tears it from the top down the center growling with need.

Isabella gasps out silently mourning the loss of the sexy garment he just destroyed in his frenzy.

He looked so fucking sexy in that! Fuck, I will have to buy him more of those!

Every muscle in his body is tense, pulled back tight and ready to spring as they bulge out over her. He stands hard and erect, his cock glistens at the tip as it begins to weep over her.

His eyes darken and his hand comes down sliding up under her lower back while his other hand wraps around under he knee and he hitches her leg up over his hip as his lower half moves down to meet with her pussy. He is putting her in the position he needs lifting her hips up to enter her. He wastes no time as he pushes forward sheathing himself deeply into her letting out a throaty deep moan that boarders on that of a growl.

His voice is deep and demanding.

“Isabella expose that fucking throat!” He growls out, she doesn’t hesitate as she pushes her hair over to the other side of her shoulder and she lets her head fall back for him, but her eyes don’t leave his. He is salivating more than ever, venom dripping off his fangs onto her skin before he hisses and pulls his hips back once slightly before he thrusts forward hard, simultaneously burying his face into the crook of her neck where he locks his teeth right over his scar sinking those fangs of his into her throat. The sound of her flesh tearing thrills him, as his tongue is flooded with the sweetest fucking elixir that was ever created.

Fuck there is nothing in the world that tastes better than her. Us.

His mind is on overload and his sex drive has kicked into overdrive as he feeds from his Angel.

“Oh…God!” Bella cries out feeling the length, the girth, and the sensation of him burying himself deeply into her, pulling back and pushing in again.

“Yes!” She can’t help but want it, that and loving the sensation behind the power which Edward uses to suck and draw blood and venom from her body only to nourish his is so fucking arousing she isn’t going to last much longer before her entire body will erupt from the pending orgasm she has yet to experience since he started.  

She listens to the sound of their fucking and his sucking, it only arouses her more, and her hips move to meet with his.

She wants to come so badly and she knows damn well he could make it happen now if he wanted, but he is holding something back.

Let him do it. Give him the power. He will when it is time. He knows I want it.

She stops trying to meet him thrust for thrust and lets him use her body as his instrument. She knows he will give her what she desperately wants; she just needs to be a little more patient. Her will to please him overrides her own desire.

He releases her throat after several long draws; his eyes scan down to look at the perfect yet unique crescent scar on her throat.

“Fuck that is beautiful.” He licks his lips, cleaning the traces of blood that coated them with his tongue. Each punctured hole of the outline of his teeth is oozing blood and venom in small trails down her neck. He watches it fascinated and then moves down to lick up her sweet skin as he makes his way to seal her wounds.

He stills in her for a moment and their eyes are locked on one another’s again.

“My baby ready to come?” he asks watching her eyes light up as she smiles under the moonlight.

“Yes.” She whispers.

He kisses her lips softly tracing the top lip with his wet tongue along the one then slowly moving down to the bottom spreading the mixture of her sex, venom, and blood all over her lips.

“Taste.” He demands watching her tongue come out to lick up what he has left for her.

“Yummy?” He asks, his eyes alight with anticipation of fucking the hell out of her when she admits that she tastes as good as he knows she does.

“Very.” She hums in a moan that nearly kills him.

In a blur of movement, she is now standing at the railing naked from the waist down over the stern and he gives her a warning. “Don’t break my boat baby; I don’t want to have to swim back to Italy.” He grunts as he grips her hips and pushes her back forward to bend at the waist. Her hands grip the railing and she takes a deep breath.

“God please just do it! Fuck me!” she whines out.

“It will be my pleasure.” He leans over to whisper in her ear tightening his grips on her hip as his cock aligns with her slit. He lets it fall perfectly against the entrance of her pussy and he pulls her back as he pushes forward in one long hard but agonizingly slow thrust.

“Ohhhhhhh Fuck!” she cries out.

Edward growls as her pussy grips onto him. “Fuck you are so fucking tight and ready!”

“Please Master…don’t stop!” she pleads and he has no intention of it. His hand pulls back and he smacks her ass once, but it doesn’t bare his print because he has just drunk from her.

“I swear to God I will see my hand print on that ass at some point! Fuck!” he growls and thrusts at vampire speed into her fucking her wildly like a bitch in heat. He brings her to the very edge and slows slightly before he let’s loose pounding into her with all his strength again as he teases her.

“Don’t break my boat, I swear to God I will tie you to her and let you go down with her!” he growls.

She looks over her shoulder at him with wide eyes surprised by his words, and then she realizes he is goading her when she sees him grin wickedly.

She will not let him win this one.

Fuck that! She thinks smugly to herself.

“Yes Master.” She says with a little sass behind it smarting off to him the only way that Isabella can get away with.

He growls. “Watch it little girl.” As he pulls back and slams into her again, smacking his balls against her pussy. He reaches up to the string of her bikini top and tugs it letting it unravel while he pounds into her. Now with it hanging from her neck, her tits are set free.

Edward slides his hands along her side to come around and grip her by her breasts as he holds onto them with her nipples between his fingertips he squeezes as he thrusts into her hot tight wet heat.

Isabella arches her back and hisses at the sensation and Edward groans out feeling her pussy bear down on his cock with each pinch.

“Oh fucking a baby!” he squeezes and pinches again creating the same reaction from her.

“You gonna come?” He nuzzles into the back of her hair. “I want to come with you Bella baby please. Tell me!” he whimpers into her hair.

“Yes…so close Master so fucking close.”

Edward inhales and drives his cock deep and hard right into her g spot slamming it to stimulate her and push her over the edge.

“….Ohhh….God….now…right….” She stops talking and she doesn’t have to say another word because he already knows she is right there with him. He can literally feel her pussy bear down on his cock as it contracts in spasms squeezing his own orgasm right out of him.

“That’s it baby…so fucking good, that’s it Angel give into me! Fuck yes!” his nose pushes into her hair moving out from underneath it to lick at her sweet spot behind her ear. He purrs filling her with everything he as she takes all that he gives.

The soft rumble against her back causes her to respond purring back to him.

“My little kitten is content yes?” he asks nuzzling into her neck kissing along it moving around up along her jaw and along her cheek searching for her lips.

She turns her head, her eyes are closed, and the sound of her contentment leaves him feeling like a proud lion. Her eyes slowly open and he watches those huge Disney eyes of hers meet his. She nods as she conveys with her eyes how much she loves him.

He sees it instantly right there in the way that she looks at him. The look in her eyes tells him everything, the feel of it all the way down to his toes.

“You fucking love me, just as much as I love you now don’t you baby?”

“If I could have loved you like this when I was human I would have. I swear.” Her sweet voice calms him down.

His tongue comes out licking and seeking permission to enter her mouth. She doesn’t hesitate to grant it access. Now kissing him back tasting every part of her in his mouth.

She moans out and he chuckles to himself.

“I know. You taste so fucking good…you don’t have to convince me love.” He whispers into her lips as she smiles against his murmuring to her.

“Your still coming.” She whispers quietly, her voice is so angelic to his ears even more since her change.

“You can feel it huh baby?” they stare at each other and her eyes widen with each pulse he shoots into her. It only takes a moment for him to figure out the reaction she has to his coming in her.

He smiles at her and caresses the sides of her breasts.

“Yes.” She answers. “Why?” she asks again wanting to understand why he is different.

“Why what?”

“I have seen porn. Guys usually come pretty fast and all at once, but you…don’t. You keep going see…” she says feeling him squirt even more into her. “So why?”

Edward nuzzles into her and asks, “Are you complaining?”

“Never.” Her voice is breathy and he grins like the devil.

“Do all vampires do that?” she asks.

“From my memory of scenes I have watched I have to say no. I don’t know why. Everyone is different.” He shrugs it off.

Her hands let go of the railing and she stands up pressing her back to his chest lifting them both up.

“I am not done.” He whispers still nuzzling.

“I know.” She replies and lifts her hands up over her head, threading her fingers in his hair just to feel the silky softness of them as they stand there.

“Still coming.” He breathes into her throat looking down at her banded nipples as they have grown in size and hardness. They almost look engorged ready to burst and he shoots another long stream into her at the sight of it.

He throws his head back and relishes in the way she clamps around him the minute his semen hits the walls of her pussy.

“That’s it baby. Take it…you take it so good.” He drops his lips back down in search of her tasty ear he sucks on so much.

“Oh God.” She breathes out realizing that each time he squirts into her, it arouses her all over again.

“Master?” She whimpers hearing the question in his title.

“Shhhhh….just let it go, close your eyes Isabella, lay your head back and enjoy it.”

He has no idea what he is saying. It just comes out of him. She relaxes slightly.

“That’s it baby…so fucking sexy.” He moans against her throat kissing all along it.

“Oh God.” She can feel a climax building deep within her and he isn’t even touching her other than his fingertips grazing over the side swells of her breasts. The only other place is where his cock is buried deeply inside of her and he is not even moving in her.

“I know.” He whispers realizing that she is going to come again as he feels the same sensation on his cock as he does when she is in the fully aroused state when he fucks her.

Before he fully realizes what is happening his orgasm slams into him full force when she bears down on him squirting all over his cock and down their legs.

His arms wrap around her tightly his fangs ripped out spewing venom his grip on her tightens further holding her where she can’t squirm away from him.

He erupts violently inside of her and her legs quiver nearly giving out, but he doesn’t let her go still holding tighter to her than he ever has before while he comes again deep and what he is sure is far more force inside of her.

“He is right there. Fuck right fucking there. Fuck. Fuck.” Edward fights with everything he has to hold back his beast but the bastard is not willing to give up. He is almost out.

Almost free.

“No!” He growls and fights against him.  

He knows his persistence will pay off if he keeps it up. Edward fights with everything he has in him to control the bastard but he is slowly winning out.

“No…not now…fuck…your fucking sated…what the fuck?” He growls into her hair, he is now shaking, tightening his grip on her even more.

“Don’t you dare.” Isabella’s words break him of his concentration.

“I am trying,” he growls, his anger building while he is almost to the point of feeling as if the fight is hopeless. “Fucking hell!”

“DON’T you fucking dare let him out!” She clamps her pussy down onto his cock squeezing him to the point that it is almost painful. “I will hurt you. I don’t want to hurt you.” She whispers.

He chuckles losing focus knowing damn well that she will do it too.

Suddenly Edward feels a sense of calm wash over him. If he were not out on the vast ocean, he would swear that Jasper is near influencing him to calm down some. The feeling is familiar.

“What are you doing?” he asks.

“What do you mean what am I doing?”

“How did you do that?” he kisses her shoulder turning to look at her, watching her face.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” She stated.

“You tamed the beast Isabella how the fuck did you do it?”

Her brow furrows and she giggles after a moment.

“I didn’t do anything but threaten you with pain.” She replies.

Edward smiles to himself shaking his head.

“I think we need a shower.” She whispers.

“Not yet.” Pulling out of her as he turns her around and lifts her up setting her up on the railing of the stern of the ship.

She grasps onto it teetering over it. He smirks.

“Open.” He looks up at her.

Instantly her eyes become hooded filling with lust for him.

“Fair is fair. You taste…I taste.” She barters.

He grins at her and says, “Whatever my Angel wants.” The heel of his palm rests flat over the top of her pussy as his thumb glides down in with no resistance what so ever. He curls it up saturating it with all that wetness saturating her soft skin. He moans as she coats his thumb with both of them mixed together. He brings it up to her bottom lip and rubs across it, watching her fascinated by her beauty and her dirty mind.

He knows he is corrupting an Angel.

He mutters to some deity, “You dropped her, I picked her up. Finders keepers.” He chants in his thoughts.

Mine.

She sucks in his thumb and when she moans out he looks down to see his cock drip from the tip. His eyes find hers again and he asks, “Taste good?”

“Fuck yeah.” She breathes gripping his wrist and sucking his thumb all the way into her mouth.

Edward’s mouth falls open in awe.

“My turn.” He smiles wickedly at her. “I believe I gave an order love.” He narrows his eyes at her and she follows his command spreading her legs. He drops to his knees and grips her around her thighs.

“Hold the fuck on.” He demands before he dives into her pussy sucking and licking at it.

He growls and grunts and her desire for him builds so fucking fast she cannot stand it any more as he feasts on her sex.

Her hands come down to grip his hair letting go of the chrome railing she is teetering on and she cannot hold it back no matter how much she tries.

“Make me fucking come again!” she demands and she grinds her hips forward into his face to get off. Edward has lost focus of her precarious position and growls at her attempt to take control of him. Taking notice that she is not holding on isn't something he is thinking about. He is trying to determine if this is punishable or instinct, either way he is pissed off because he is in control. 

Before he realizes it though, she slips backwards when she lets go of his hair, while at the same time she is not expecting him to let her go to confront her on her actions. It only took a moment before he attempts to get a hold of her again, but it is too late. Her hard marble skin slips through his own slippery hands, and she falls backwards headfirst into the water below.

Her scream pierced the quiet night and then stopped abruptly with the sound of the splash as she hit the water her weight hitting it, sending a wave that rippled through the deep blue sea.

Edward took notice trying to quickly estimate Firefly's speed. His guess was that it was traveling at least a good sixty knots and he was certain that it left Isabella in her in wake. 

It didn't really matter though because he had already jumped in after her, not taking another minute longer to have Gustavo circle around and go back for her.

S*h*h*h*h*h…..

Edward’s POV

I didn’t hesitate. I flew over the railing after her laughing to myself. I knew she would be alright, pissed I was sure, but alright.

Once I surfaced, I honed in on her and dove deep heading right for her. I wasn’t sure if she had a chance to realize I had gone over after her or not, so I thought I would play with her.

I came up underneath her and watch her feet kick to hold her head above water. She didn’t have to breathe air but she was still too new to this life, and had not been in the water, at least not that I was aware of.

I tickle the bottom of her foot and she starts kicking frantically.

I laugh.

I let my hand brush over her thigh as if I was some sort of fish brushing up against her.

I didn’t think that out to clearly when her hand came down to grab a hold of my hair and with her strength is was nothing for her to pull me up by it. I surfaced busting out laughing, she started to smack me as she yelled.

“Damn you! You scared the shit out of me!!”

I swam to her and wrapped my arms around her hugging her wet little taught body to mine and she giggled. 

“Why Angel? You’re a vampire for crying out loud! You can take anything in this ocean down in a flash!” I reminded her throwing my head back still laughing.

She pushed on my shoulders shoving me down under water and I pulled her with me towing her down deeper and deeper. Then I wrapped my arms around her again and kissed the shit out of her as we slowly resurfaced.

When we came up out of the water and I saw her in the moonlight again, she astounded me. My hand came out and I let the back of it glide over her wet pale skin.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

And there it was. Her eyes drop for a split second and I remember it like it was right there in front of me. The memory of seeing that pink flush of color wash over and fill her cheeks.

“Cue blush.” I whisper and kiss her softly not letting her out of my sight.

When she pulls back she asks, “Are you always going to remind me?” tilting her head to the side looking at me curiously.

“Always.” I rested my forehead against hers. “Or at least until I can finally let it go, and baby I just wasn’t ready to yet.”

I wanted to taste her now salty wet skin and I began to press my lips to her shoulders and made my way down. 

"Someone lost their top." I murmured against her skin when I noticed her bikini top was no longer fastened to her. It saddened me a little. I loved that on her and wanted a photo of her in it. 

I continued kissing her skin and lifted her up out of the water so that I could tease those sweet bound nipples.

The bands were doing their job because the moment I licked over her nipple she hissed. 

I knew that when I set them free I wanted her to be right in the middle of one hell of an orgasm so she could see how much pleasure they brought even if she had to feel the pain first. It would be worth it watching her come completely undone. 

I had so much to teach her still and she was willing to learn.

I look over her shoulder and nod out towards what just caught my eye.

“We have company.” I murmur against her wet salty skin lowering her down so she could see what I was showing her.

Isabella froze the moment her eyes landed on him. Her entire body stilled just as a vampire would. It was the fist time I had seen her do it. Her instincts kicked right the fuck in and the only thing that moved was her eyes as she followed it.

My little Angel is now one of the world’s most dangerous predators and that son of a bitch that wasn’t more than thirty feet away now circling us had no reason to fear us yet.

Most animals have the instinct and many people think sharks are smart. They couldn’t be further from the truth. They are stupid creatures and they fear pretty much nothing anyway. He didn’t know it yet, but he was about to figure out he isn’t the only monster in this water. I knew by the looks of him he could be at least five thousand pounds to her tiny form. I wasn't worried in the least. I have nothing but faith in my girl.

I smile when I hear her fangs lock into place, I lean in and whisper, “Go get him baby, he is all yours.” And I drop my arms from around her and set her free.

© Robshandmonkey~

A/N
I understand that some of you are not happy with the photo's I include in this story as you have clearly called them pornographic.
I sort of laughed at that statement because I mean you are reading a story that is FULL of BDSM SEX but your offended by the graphic visual of it?
I work hard to choose photos that are done with a more erotic theme than capturing a screenshot of a full blown pornographic movie.
Okay in a nutshell honestly I am shocked that some are offended now after sixty three chapters of some pretty hardcore sex. I guess reading and seeing are two different things all together for some but who am I to question why my readers prefer some things while others don't.
The point I am trying to make is that if you are offended now...fasten your seatbelts. The scenes that are already written are pretty hardcore and will be chock full of erotic art depicting some of the acts they will engage in because I wrote the scenes around the photo itself. I try to make it beliveable visually so that you can see it being Edward and Bella in the photo....I hope you keep enjoying what it is that I write and ignore the photos if they offend you.
thank you.