Stop, Edward, please, he begs.
His experience layers upon my own and overwhelms me. I cease my movements too late and explode into a million tiny pieces.
I'm dying, I think, and he's dying with me. I feel all of it, his, and mine, and the world is gone. All that is left is us.
Quiet and still, I am collapsed against him, and his mind is full of satiated joy and love and it is only this that keeps me from the mortification of what I have done to him. Instead, one word comes to my lips.
A/N: Gotta love the vampire stamina. They could be like little energiser bunnies.
I'm gonna give Edward and Carlisle a rest for a bit while I concentrate on getting some other stuff out. Thanks for reading and reviewing!