Author's Note: This may be the last chapter of this story posted on this site. The reasons for this are varied, but in large part it is due to an unfair accusation of plagiarism. Last month, a few people accused me of stealing this story, in public via reviews and PMs, without even contacting me first. If they had done so, I could have provided PROOF that it was my own work. The story which I was accused of stealing had been posted on this site beginning in December 2009. I had started posting this story on another site (adultfanfictionDOTnet) in October 2009. I don't know how close the stories were. I heard everything from word-for-word, to sentences that matched. I never read the other story, so I can't tell you how close they were. The other story was pulled from this site soon after the accusations against me were made, so I have no way of knowing exactly what happened. I have left their reviews on my story because I have nothing to hide and I know the truth. If I seem defensive, just imagine how YOU would feel if someone accused you of plagiarism without bothering to check their facts. In any case, it sort of took the heart out of me for this story and on this site. I hope to continue it on AFF (adultfanfiction DOT net), but I'm still not sure. The accusations really threw me for a loop, especially as they could have been so easily addressed by simply contacting me with concerns and questions. In any case, it seems that this site is cracking down on mature rated stories and this is definitely one of those. This is posted on the AFF site under the user name LadyExacalibur. You don't need to register to read fics there; it's a very user friendly site and has been around for more than a decade. I encourage you to check it out if you like your fan fiction a little bit naughty, LOL! Anyway, here is the next chapter. As far as "dirty talk" there is a reason they haven't yet indulged in that. Physical intimacy is sometimes easier to handle than opening yourself up emotionally, at least for some. And I've felt all along that these two, especially Bella, would need time to be that vulnerable. You will see that Edward is starting to introduce just a bit of "auditory seduction" to his repertoire in this chapter.

LE

Chapter 6: The Vamp in Charge

Bella had fallen asleep, exhausted by their lovemaking. Of course, Edward conceded, he had taken rather more of her sweet blood than was wise. He would have to recommend a vitamin and, perhaps, refrain from drinking from her for a few days. Luckily, Bella seemed to recover quickly, though he had never before taken more than he had that night.

Edward pulled a thick quilt over them as she snuggled against him. Her warm human flesh, rather than getting chilled from his own marble form, seemed to impart heat to him. He shivered at the sensation.

He closed his eyes, letting himself slip into an almost dreamlike state. Vampires could not sleep of course, though Edward often mused that they needed that sweet release of oblivion more than humans did. But at times, they could drift away from their minds and suspend their bodies in absolute stillness. It was the closest thing he'd had to sleep in ninety years.

Beside him, Bella slept.

They were in the kitchen, Bella finally having woken. Once more, Edward cooked for her. And again, her eyes had followed him, hungry in yet another way. After she was done, she stared at her empty plate for a moment. "I'm curious," she said.

"Now there's a surprise," Edward teased. He came to stand beside her, idly rubbing her shoulders.

"Do all of…you…" She paused, frowning. "Are all vampires like you?" Bella looked at him curiously.

"No more so than all humans are alike," he answered.

"So all of you can't…drink from a human without…killing them?"

"Some of us – a few of us – have learned to sip…to savor…" he murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and then gave her a crooked smile. "But it isn't common, by any means." He brushed his lips over the delicate lines of her ear and then cradled her face. "Just as there are humans who can control their appetite for fast food – and there are those that can't."

She laughed a bit at that.

Then her expression grew solemn. Bella gazed up at him, her eyes wide, and dazed. She turned and nuzzled into his palm, placing a gentle kiss there. He felt his hand tingle. She took that hand in hers, running her fingers over his cool, hard flesh, lightly touching the ring that still graced his long finger. "You're still wearing it," she said softly, and he felt a tremor run through her body as she recalled what he had used it for. His own body tightened up at the memory and venom flooded his mouth. Bella had tasted exquisite.

"I thought it might come in handy," Edward admitted. "When I'm near you, I can't seem to…keep my mind from the flavor of you." He wriggled his fingers. "This seems to make things easier." He traced her lips with his tongue. "But if you'd rather I didn't-"

"No," she said swiftly. "That wasn't what I meant." She looked up at him through her dark lashes. "I sort of…" A fiery blush illuminated her cheek. "I liked it."

He laughed then and leaned in to whisper in her ear, "When you see it on my hand, you can remember what it was like to have my fingers inside of you." Bella trembled. "And you can imagine how it will feel the next time I press this ring to your flesh, the sweet pain of it piercing into your skin, and how it will sound and feel when I'm drinking from you…" His tongue flickered out and then he nibbled carefully at her lobe. "Will you do that, Bella? Will you think of those things for me?"

She moaned softly, swaying on her feet.

His erection throbbed and his throat closed up. His mouth found hers and his tongue swept in to her mouth to lay claim to her, to establish his ownership, his dominance. She surrendered sweetly, as she always did. Edward groaned as her pressed her to his body, rotating his hips so that his cock ground against her belly.

She clutched at him then, as if she was afraid she would fall without his support. Gladly, he held her up, supporting all of her weight in his arms. He picked her up and carried her up to his bedroom, kicking the door wide and then depositing her on the bed. She sat on the bed, blinking up at him, and Edward knew he would have to satisfy at least one craving. Now.

He kept his eyes locked with hers as he untied his pajama pants. He had only put them on to go downstairs, something telling him that Bella was not quite ready to see him walking around the kitchen nude. That would come in time. Now, however, the pants were an unwelcomed restriction and they had to go. Impatiently, he shoved them down and stepped out of them, freeing his erection. A pearl of fluid glistened on the tip.

Bella's eyes widened at the sight of it. She licked her lips and suddenly Edward knew exactly what he wanted to do. She started to get up from the bed but he put a hand on her shoulder and kept her in place. "Open your mouth, Bella." He let the words carry the faintest hint of authority and neither of them was surprised when her lips parted and she gazed up at him expectantly.

Threading his fingers through her long, silken hair, he allowed his cock to brush against her open lips. Her mouth opened wider, welcoming him into her heat. "That's it," he whispered approvingly. His hands held her head in place and he began moving slowly, not wanting to frighten her.

Looking down, seeing her mouth move over his hard length, he could barely restrain the impulse to bury himself in her throat. No. Not yet. That was a lesson to be mastered at another time. Still…the temptation… Almost irresistible.

He groaned loudly and quickened his pace. Bella struggled for a moment as he pressed deeper but then she adjusted her mouth, relaxed her throat instinctively, and he felt his cock slip even further inside that sweet cavern. "God…Bella…yes…suck me down…" His hips took up a rapid, snapping pace as his hard hands held in her place. But she did not protest or falter. "Don't stop."

A shudder ran through him as he felt his muscles tighten. He was so close. His hips rolled and snapped in a punishing rhythm. Giving a harsh tug on her hair, he felt her cry out in surprise, but her voice was muffled by his cock, moving in and out. Quickly. Deeply.

Close. Very close.

Then he was exploding, shattering into a thousand pieces, pouring down her throat, sliding in and out more slowly now, riding out the waves of his orgasm.

God she was warm…

As he spilled over her lips, into her heat, he felt almost as if he was the man he might have been.

Then he gave a final shudder and relaxed his grip on her head. His cock slipped from her mouth and she daintily wiped at her lips. "You're very good, Bella," he whispered, pulling her to her feet. "So very sweet and giving." Slowly, he pushed aside the silky robe she wore, glad that there was nothing underneath to impede his progress. He looked at the belt in his hands and a grin spread across his face.

He quirked one brow at Bella. "Tell me, Bella, have you ever…been tied up?"