Bella’s POV: I’m so happy that last night really happened.
After a year and a half of waiting, we were finally one. Edward is mine; I am his. I never want that to change. I smiled against my pillow as I felt cool kisses trail up my arm. The air around me smelled so clean and fresh, yet was also laden with his sweet scent. The peaceful sound of birds chirping was adding to this serene environment. I’ve never heard birds this loud from my bedroom before. I rolled over onto my back and opened my eyes to see a grayish-blue..sky? I bolted up and looked around. “Bella? Are you alright?” the Greek god asked with concern. “I just..forgot we were outside,” I laughed shakily through my embarrassment. “Oh, thank God. I thought you regretted last night.” He still looked a little worried. “I’d never regret loving you,” I said softly, running my hand through his hair. “So you’re okay?” he asked after a moment. “Better than okay. You?” He smiled. “Wonderful.” I ogled his muscular chest and arms as we lay there. “What?” he asked, noticing my intent gaze. “You’re prettier than I am,” I giggled. He chuckled. “Hardly.” We held each other in silence for a while before he spoke again. “Alice called half an hour ago. She convinced the family to go out shopping this morning for your birthday presents, so we can go inside and get cleaned up.” I nodded, ignoring the presents part. They were going to spoil me regardless, so I might as well be gracious. I ended up just putting on some underwear under my nightgown before he carried me to his house since there was no point in changing yet. After showers (separate, unfortunately) and breakfast, he took me home. My dad’s car was gone. We had just gotten into my room when his phone buzzed. He looked at the caller ID and frowned. “I’m sorry, Love. Today is my day to hang out with Jacob and I forgot. Do you mind? I can stay if you want? Or you can hang out with my family?” I could tell that he felt guilty leaving me after last night. I shook my head. “No, no, go play with Jacob,” I smiled slightly. “I have some stuff to do around here anyway. Laundry..dishes..” Phone calls.. He nodded and kissed my cheek. “Be back tonight,” he murmured before disappearing. Who to call first? My mother, I suppose. Just in case he’s still in hearing range. “Hello?” “Hey mom.” “Hey, what’s up?”
“Edward and I would like to visit you before we go on our trip, and I was wondering if early September is okay? In a little less than 2 weeks.” “Oh I’m sorry, sweetie. Me and Phil are going on a little getaway around then.” I tried to brush off the disappointment. “Oh. Well maybe we can stop there at the end of September, and we can leave for Europe straight from Florida?” “Sure, sweetie, that sounds great.” “Okay. Love you, bye.” I heard Phil in the background and she giggled at him. “Love you too.” I decided that now was as good a time for a food break as any. I fixed something from the fridge and noticed that there was something taped to it. ‘I’ll be out until late tonight. Hanging out with a friend. Love you.’ I sighed. I really didn’t care about who my dad’s prostitute was anymore. It was sad that he wouldn’t be able to spend as much time with me before I left, but at least I had Edward to..distract me now. Which reminds me: time for phone call number 2. “Bella! How did it go?” the pixie squealed on the line. I laughed lightly. “It was perfect, Alice. Thanks for everything.” “I’m so glad to hear it.” “So what are you up to?” I asked without bothering to fake nonchalance. “Oh you know..just hanging out here with Jasper.” “You know Alice, yesterday was pretty personal for me and I shared that with you because I love you and you’re my sister. Don’t you want to share something with me?” I guilt-tripped. “That’s not fair Bella, I really can’t tell you. It’s not about-- Hold on, Jazz wants to talk to you.” What’s with the distractions? I tried to not get annoyed. “Hello, Bella,” a male voice said quietly. “Hey Jasper, how are you?” “I’m doing better than before..that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Alice isn’t hiding something about herself; it’s about me. You’re alone, right?” “Umm, yes.” It sounded more like a question. “Remember the night when we went hunting? The rest of the group was settling down for the night. I wandered off, thinking that I’d find an extra deer or something. Alice had a vision of me..draining a wounded hiker and my phone was dead so she rushed off to intercept me. She got there before I even smelled him. But it scared me. I made her tell me her vision. She saw me killing him if she hadn’t shown up. I know it might not have really happened, but it could have. I felt so guilty. I decided to come up to visit our friends in Alaska until I calmed down since it’s less-populated and there is support. So the Denali clan knows but I’d like to keep it from our coven for a while so I don’t have to deal with their emotions and pity when I return.” I suddenly felt ashamed for not minding my own business. “I’m sorry, Jasper. I shouldn’t have pried. I didn’t need to--” “I know, Bella, I wanted to.” He paused. “You know the rest of my family..they’ve always paid special attention to me, even now. Always worry about me. They were so
disappointed by my..outburst at your party. They may not have said it, but I felt it at least a little from everyone. God I felt it. You’re the only person I didn’t feel that from. You’re so forgiving and nonjudgmental, even though you were the one who got hurt. So I know that I can tell you this.” “Thank you, Jasper, that means a lot.” I felt a little teary eyed. “And I won’t tell anyone, promise.” “I know you won’t” he said warmly. “Well I better go. Alice wants me to shop with her online. How there is even a connection out here, I’ll never know,” he laughed. “Wait, Jasper? You probably won’t care about knowing my secret, but if you’re wondering why Alice was gone yesterday, she can tell you about it if you want.” I blushed a little at the thought. “Thanks, Bella. I’ll think about it.” “No problem. I hope to see you soon. Bye Jazz.” “You will. Bye Bella.” After resting for a bit, I decided to spend the rest of the day at Angela’s so I wouldn’t be alone. She was the only human I was planning on telling and she squealed when she found out. I didn’t think she was the squealing type but I guess I was wrong. She and Ben were planning on waiting until they got settled in college but she promised to dish when it happened. They had already done some “stuff” but she did not elaborate. There was some stuff I wanted to try as well.. I guess we did things sort of backwards. Edward returned from his day with Jake and helped me make lasagna. I ate a piece and stuck the rest in the fridge so Charlie could microwave some later. I almost laughed when he got home late and Edward ran into my closet when Charlie came to check on me “sleeping.” I had not been conscious enough to see that in a while. When I saw that Edward wasn’t there when I woke up, I couldn’t help but feel a little insecure. But then I found his note. ‘Gone hunting.’ I laughed at the variation on the phrase “gone fishing.” Funny vampire. ‘Be back by noon.’ I sighed when I saw the clock. It was only 10:00. After getting ready, I went downstairs and was surprised to find my dad on the couch under a blanket, looking miserable. “Dad? Why aren’t you at work?” I asked, concerned. He never took days off. “Sick day,” he said, triggering a coughing fit. “Oh I’m sorry. Want some soup?” He nodded and I went to work on a family recipe. I certainly had the time to make it. He thanked me after eating and then fell asleep to the sounds of a game replay. A few soft knocks on the door interrupted me from putting things away. Thankfully, it was my angel. Edward helped me quietly clean the kitchen while my dad snoozed away on the couch.
“Why were you hunting?” I whispered. “Didn’t you hunt two days ago when I was with Alice?” “And do you remember what I told you during breakfast yesterday? About why I went hunting then?” “Because you wanted to--” I was suddenly pressed up against the fridge. “Prepare,” I finished breathlessly as I stared into his suddenly-darker eyes. Oh! I grabbed his face and pulled his lips to mine, immediately biting his bottom one. He growled softly and snuck his hand up my shirt. Then the couch creaked and we were suddenly aware of my dad sleeping about 7 feet away. After pulling away to check on him, Edward pressed his lips against my neck. “Meadow,” he whispered. My heart leaped. “Meadow,” I repeated in agreement. We raced to the beginning of the trail in his Volvo he had waiting outside, going even faster than usual. For once I didn’t mind. Finally we made it to our secret place and I started tugging on his shirt. He unbuttoned and removed it faster than I could ever hope to. “You sure that you’re not too sore? I tried to wait for that reason as well; I was very close to jumping on you last night,” he said seriously. I nodded so he started kissing my collarbone. I pulled back. “Edward, hold on.” He looked at me questioningly. “You know last time was really sweet, and I appreciate that.” He nodded and kissed my cheek. “But..I was thinking we could do things a little different this time,” I said innocently. I ran my fingers over his chest. “Oh?” His breathing was already a little uneven. “Mmhmm.” I barely brushed my lips against his. “How so?” he breathed. His hands were still lingering on my hips. I leaned in to whisper in his ear. “I think you better remove your hands before I start.” He complied immediately so I rewarded him with a soft tug on his ear. “You know how you asked me if I would mind you not being able to touch me?” “Yes.” “And I said no. You know why?” I asked coyly. He shook his head. “Because teasing is half the fun,” I whispered as I applied pressure to his lower stomach. He moaned and reflexively reached for me. I backed up. “No no no,” I scolded. “There’s lots of things I want to do to you first, and I don’t expect you to be rational..or tame while I do them.” He growled with impatient lust. I grinned and walked behind him. “How should I punish you for the interruption?” I mused. I trailed my hand up his arm, to his shoulder, to the area under his neck. Then I scratched my nails down the length of his back. Hard.
He shifted and whimpered, but I knew it was the good kind. After all, I couldn’t even leave marks on his tough skin. “Are you going to be a good boy now?” He sighed lightly. “I didn’t hear you,” I said darkly. No reply. “Oh I forgot how masochistic you are. How about this. Your punishments will be your reward.” I trailed my hand down his back. “Now, are you going to be a good boy?” “Yes.” “That’s what I thought.” I planted my hands on his shoulders and bit the part of his back closest to me. He shuddered. I licked the area then bit it again. I couldn’t believe how every inch of his skin tasted like candy. “Bella,” he pleaded. “Oh come on, it’s not that bad. And you never got the lesson in patience that you needed. I’ll give you a badge and everything,” I mocked. He hissed. “Would it make you feel better if you could see me?” I placated. “Yes.” “Are you sure?” “Yes!” “Fine then,” I said coolly. I walked around and started to play with the hem of my tank top. “You have your shirt off. It’s only fair, right?” He nodded and reached for my shirt, and this time I let him. But instead of ripping it off quickly like I assumed he would, he went very slow as he pulled it up, trailing my stomach with his fingers as he went. My shirt and his hands reached my bra and he marveled at the lace and baby blue that had been hidden. Suddenly he grabbed me and spun me around so that my back was pressed against him. “Hey!” I complained as I tried to squirm away. But the lock of his arms was firm on my waist and around my arms. He was still being cautious though; his hands overlapped and fastened to the circle of his arms instead of gripping me. “Sorry,” he said, unrepentant. “It’s my turn,” he growled. My shirt had fallen back to its regular place so he took this time to rip it from my body with one hand. Then he bent his head down to kiss my neck and sucked the same spot. Part of me thought to remind him that I was human and he could actually leave marks, but I didn’t want him to stop. I let out a little moan and he started kissing my bare shoulders. He released one of his arms and trailed down the side of my torso, but I could tell that he wanted both hands free. “Bella,” he murmured. “If I let you go, do you promise to be good and stay still?” I nodded even though I had no intention of doing so. As soon as he released me, I spun around and dug my nails into his shoulder. “Bella!” He turned me back around. “What am I going to do with you?” he scolded harshly in my ear. If I didn’t know better, I actually would have been frightened by his tone. He went back to securing me with one arm. With his free hand, he pressed down on my lower stomach, just like I did to him. My breath caught and I whimpered. “You were right, Bella,” he murmured as he traced patterns above my belly button. “About what?” I asked breathlessly.
“Teasing IS half the fun.” “Edward.” I tried to sound mad but I just sounded extremely turned on. Which I was. He chuckled darkly. He freed me and my arms. “Take your shorts off. Underwear too.” I shook my head, still facing away from him. This was supposed to be my game, damn it. “Fine,” he said dangerously. “I’ll just rip them off.” He reached for the hem and I swatted his hand away. “Don’t you dare. I already have to borrow a shirt to go home.” Thank god that Charlie does not seem attentive today. “Hurry up, then.” I took a half-step forward and pulled my shorts and underwear down at the same time, stepping out of them clumsily. He pulled me back against his chest and set one finger on my clit. I gasped at the cold and squirmed, trying to break free. “No no no.” I could hear the smile in his voice. Then he started rubbing and I didn’t want to move anymore. It felt too good. But he abruptly stopped and I remembered that he was teasing. He kept his finger where it was and attached himself to my neck once more. He started sucking in the same spot he did before. It was slightly painful but in the best freaking way. He stopped sucking and rubbed again for a few seconds, stopped and started sucking again, and so on. I whimpered as he alternated because that’s all I could do; I couldn’t move an inch. Wait, that’s not true. He unwisely had left my arms free. I managed to reach my hand around and place it in the nonexistent space between us. I blindly found his crotch and grabbed it. He gasped and turned me around again to face him, crushing his lips to mine. His hands had already released me, probably not wanting to grip me too tightly, so it was easier to pull away after a minute. I knelt down in front of him and his eyes widened. I started to take off his jeans but he grabbed my hands. “Bella, you don’t have to..” I shrugged. “Okay,” I said, feigning indifference as I stood up. His face looked like I had murdered his kitten. I couldn’t help but laugh. I pecked his cheek and went back to my place on the ground. His hesitance was a nice reminder that this was still my Edward. “No, I want to,” I insisted. He read my face for a moment and then went through some internal dilemma before he sighed. “Okay, but we need a better spot.” He offered me his hand and led me over to a tree he could stand against. There were branches in reach that he could grip. I continued to pull down his pants and adorable boxer briefs. He helped before kicking them off. I paused for a moment, feeling slightly uneasy. I had very little idea of what I was supposed to do. But I figured that Edward wouldn’t mind too much. I carefully grabbed his base and Edward’s whole body twitched. I looked up and he had his eyes closed. Amusingly, it reminded me of the first time he showed me the
meadow. Only now, my touches were much less innocent. All seemed well, so I continued. I kissed his thigh, then the head, earning a shudder from him. I licked the exposed part of his length, making him moan loudly, before putting it in my mouth. It didn’t feel like much time had passed when I heard a loud snap. I jerked back. Edward’s hands were full of broken branches. His eyes were open now and the black fire consumed me. “Bella, I want to be inside you,” he panted. Before I could respond, he towed me over to the bed that we had managed to ignore this whole time, and Edward ripped off the weatherproof cover. It was funny how we had yet to have sex indoors, but between Charlie and hypersensitive hearing, neither of our places seemed like great ideas. Besides, I liked our meadow. He kissed my jaw hungrily before moving down my cleavage. I pushed him so he let himself fall back on the bed. He watched with dark eyes as I removed my bra. God, how did I end up with this amazing creature? _________________ Edward’s POV: “My turn,” she demanded as she knelt down on the low bed. She tossed her ruffled hair over her shoulder, exposing her long neck. How did I end up with this amazing creature? She made quick work of straddling me and my breath caught as my tip brushed against her. She lightly rubbed herself against it, driving me crazy. She smiled as I growled but I could hear her small whimpers as well. It was a wonderful, awful, dual torture. Finally when it was too much for both of us, she let herself slowly engulf me. Holy Shit. Warm, warm, hot, scorching. Bella. She rode me and I loved every fucking second of it. And I knew from her various noises that she loved it too. I heard faint ripping noises and I knew the sheets were becoming casualties. But I just couldn’t bring myself to care. I was so far lost in her. I never wanted to find my way out. She leaned down to kiss me firmly on the lips, grinding harder against me. I groaned loudly into her mouth. I feel like I’m not doing enough for her. But I can’t touch her right now; I’m too unfocused. And I certainly can’t flip her over and violently ravage her like I wish to, because she is my delicate soap bubble. That’s what I have to keep telling myself. She moved her mouth to my neck to nip and bite and suck and lick. Soap bubble. Soap bubble. Soap bubble. Fuck!
“Bella, I swear you’ll be the death of me,” I choked. She smiled against my skin.