Hello again…I hope that everyone enjoyed the last one shot I did with my friend Blueopal Writer, "Random Phantom." If you haven't read it go read it now…well after you read this one haha :) Hot masked loving! It is some good stuff seriously!
Now here is my newest one shot that I hope you enjoy reading as I much as I enjoyed writing it with my awesome lemon hat that my awesome sister made for me….it helps me write the lemons, ya know? Hence the name lemon hat…hahahahaha.
Ok so here it is…just read and then review! Meet you on your way down the mountain ;)
I pushed the gas pedal all the way to the floor. I could hear the straining hum from the engine, but I didn't care. I was going to make it to La Push before Jacob left, and I wasn't about to stop for anything. He had pissed me off for the last time. That cocky self centered bastard was about to get an ear full from me. Sure Jacob Black is and always has been my best friend, don't get me wrong. We have known each other since birth. I grew up listening to his absurd stories and legends about the Quileute tribes and their secret mysteries. At one point I even started to believe he was off his rocker. But for some reason I really wasn't all that shocked when I discovered that each and every story was as true as the gospel. Yes, my best friend could shape shift into a werewolf but he did not intimidate me. And I sure as hell was not afraid of him or any member in his pack for that matter. He had crossed the damn line and now it was personal. He might be able to push others around with his six foot and whatever frame but it's time for him to back off.
Things were going good between Mike and me. He had taken me out several times since prom. I was just starting to enjoy his company a lot when he told me that summer relationships never work out and that we should-and I quote- slow it down some, and see where the college road took us, I wasn't too surprised. Everyone knows how hard it is to maintain a relationship over the summer. Most of the time when school started back in the fall either summer love had fizzled out or it had broken up a healthy relationship with its seasonal rendezvous. But Mike and I both coincidently had plans to attend the same University. I sent my application into the University of Washington in January. Last weekend after graduation Mike seemed excited to tell me that he had also gotten an acceptance letter from UW. I knew our budding relationship had not been planned, but it seemed to be blossoming just fine, if you ask me. Hell, I had even agreed to go to prom with him at the last minute because Jacob had blown me off. I have never had any interest in Mike Newton. Angela did not want me to go dateless so she set us up. I was by no means in love with him but he could make me laugh and was a hell of a kisser.
I whined around all week after he dumped me with Jacob by my side. He listened to my woes and even eagerly shared a whole basket of greasy fries with me. It had never one time crossed my mind that he was the reason for my troubles. When Angela called me with the newest gossip of "I heard from a friend, who heard from a friend..." I huffed into the phone and told her I wasn't in the mood to hear about other people's problems. She stopped me from hanging up when she mentioned the gossip was about me.
All I remembered her saying was "Jacob told me he ...Mike Newton... away from Bella..."
I don't even know if I hung up the phone properly. If not, Angela was probably still talking to herself not realizing that no one was listening on the receiving end. I was absolutely livid!
As I squealed tires up the drive and slid sideways into my usual parking space at the Black's home, I saw a blur enter the woods at the far end of the house.
Jumping out of the truck I screamed "Damn you Jacob Black, you better get your sorry ass down here right now!"
I heard rather than saw that he was already with his pack. I took off running across the lawn. "Dammit Jacob I mean it! You know I will come into those woods after you!" I screamed
As soon as my right foot stepped into the patch of trees I was met with glaring eyes from Paul already in his wolf form. "You don't scare me." I sneered "Now where the fuck is he?"
"We don't have time to wait on you Jacob. We have to get going." I heard Sam's voice carry from a distance
"What?" I heard Jacob's voice sneering in my direction.
As soon as I saw his traitor face appear from the darkened forest I picked up the biggest ass whopping stick I was closest to and charged after him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Bella...what the hell is wrong with you?"
"You know exactly what is wrong with me!"
He grabbed me into a bear hug before I could even take the first swing. I kicked and thrashed with all my might but I knew he wasn't going to put me down right away.
"Bella calm down before you hurt yourself." He demanded
"The only person I intend to hurt is you. Now put me down, you asshole!"
He walked me back toward the green grass and before I knew it he had set me down and sprinted cowardly back into the woods.
"Don't you even think about running away from me!" I hissed with my fist balled up so tight it almost hurt.
"Bella, we will talk about this later." He said and turned to me with pleading eyes.
"No! We will talk about this right now." I said as I made my way back to him.
"Stay!" He warned.
I took a few more timid steps towards him.
"I mean it, Bella. Do not follow me." He stood still and so did I as we stared at another for what seemed like ages.
"We will talk about this later. I will explain everything to you when I get back."
Before I could answer he shaped into his werewolf form and darted through the woods after his pack.
Like hell we will talk about this later.
I took off after him. I ran like hell to catch up. I didn't know if he could hear me running or not but if he did he would realize I wasn't backing down and he would come back after me. We would have to talk then, I thought to myself. Jacob would never allow me to wander the woods alone. It wouldn't be too long until he turned around to escort me back out and onto the green grass of safety. I slowed down into a fast paced walk once I realized I really didn't even know which direction him and his pack were headed. I looked around, trying to find some sort of disturbance left behind by a pack of werewolves. A trail, some broken tree branches, something, but I saw nothing. No evidence of Jacob or his buddies. I thought about panicking but I decided to keep running after him instead. I could feel the wind whirling around me as I put one foot in front of the other. My eyes began to sting and blur the visions in front of me as I tried to hold back the tears. I had no clue how far into the forest I had run but my steps began to slow as I made it farther up the mountain. I put my hands on my knees and pushed myself to keep climbing.
I felt myself falling before I could stop it. I tried desperately to grab a hold of something to keep from sliding, but it was useless. I rolled and tumbled back down the mountain that I was so eagerly climbing just moments before. As I finally slid to a stop I felt the pulsing ache in my hands, knees and back. Leaves were tangled in my hair and I had ripped my jeans right above the backside of my knee. Apparently I had cut my leg in the same area too because I started to feel the unpleasant sting from the wound. I began to let the tears fall. I felt so disgusted with myself. How did I think it was possible to catch up with a pack of werewolves for God's sake? I figured that Jacob would have come back after me by now. And he would have if he had known. Which only meant one thing...he was too far ahead of me to know I was following him. He didn't know! He didn't come back to stop me, it was that damn log I tripped over that had stopped me from climbing any farther up this God forsaken mountain. I cried from the ache my heart was experiencing. I let the tears flow. Not for Mike. I could give a flying fuck about Mike, but I cried for Jacob. I hated that he had hurt me and betrayed me. He told Mike to stay away from me! Then he dashed off into the woods with no explanation. He has never stirred up unnecessary trouble with guys in my life. Why now?
It was getting dark and I knew I was in trouble. I had no idea where I was. Hell, no one knew where I was for that matter. I tried standing up but the hillside was too steep. I began to dig my fingers into the dirt and leaves of the ground for support and slowly crawled back to a steadier spot. I became exhausted fast. I leaned by aching back against a tree to rest for a moment and before I knew it I was letting sleep take over. I tried to wake back up, but what good would it have done? The sun had set and it wasn't like I could find my way out of these woods in broad daylight. So I gave up.
I thought I was dreaming or maybe delusional when I felt strong arms holding me, or carrying me. Whoever it was smelled like heaven so I willed myself to keep my eyes shut and finish my dream. My weight would shift around ever so often by the arms that enveloped me and I snuggled closer by pure instinct. I felt warm and safe. This dream was divine and so vivid. I was being laid down on something soft now. What, I couldn't exactly tell but it felt good against my skin. Then the strong arms that held me so tight were gone. I moaned and curled up into a ball to find rest.
I woke up with a jump. My vision was a little blurry and it was still dark out but I could tell that I was in a much stranger place than I fell asleep in. I was no longer on the hillside surrounded by dirt, rotting leaves, or trees. I was now in what appeared to be a tent. I was confirmed with the revelation when I looked down and saw that I was snuggled into a sleeping bag. I let out a strangled cry and then quickly covered my mouth as I heard footsteps approaching from outside this safe haven that had been protecting me from God knows what. Now I just hope I was protected from God knows who.
I watched as the zipper to the tent slowly opened. I drew in a big breathe in preparation to scream. Where was I and who had carried me here in my sleepy dreamy state? Curiosity coupled with fear and adrenaline caused me to speak. "Who's there?"
But there was no response, only the sound of the zipper, which sounded like a herd of elephants echoing into the silence of my surroundings.
I saw long slender fingers pull at the curtain of the tent and I pulled my knees to my chest and closed my eyes. You know how when someone is starring at you in your sleep and it startles you awake? Well, the eerie feeling I was feeling at this moment was at least ten times worse than that. I knew I was being watched and as bad as I wanted to open my eyes, I simply couldn't. I felt his lingering presence drawing closer and closer and when he touched my arm I gasped and opened my eyes. My gaze met his in an instant.
"I'm not going to hurt you. Relax." He said as he scooted even closer to me
I leaned against the tent the best I could. He said he wouldn't harm me but I was still terrified. His eyes were gentle but the set tension in his jaw didn't go unnoticed.
He sat down directly beside of me. The tent really wasn't that big. He could have moved against any side of it and still would have been sitting beside of me. He propped his knees up in front of him and rested his fore arms on his knees.
"You want to tell me what you were doing this far into the woods at dark? You apparently weren't hiking, I didn't find you with any gear?" he asked dryly.
"No!" I answered simply. Frankly it wasn't any of this strangers business as to why I was
He cocked an eyebrow at me. "O...k" He dragged it out and went on. "Can I at least offer you some water? Food?" he asked
"No, I'm fine"
"Fine? I hardly believe you are fine, lady. I just found you lying on the forest floor with no gear, no weapons for protection, and no jacket. I had to dig the leaves from your hair and wipe the dirt from your face." He smirked at me
"Well, I…I…you should have left me there, I was fine." I stammered over my words like an idiot. This man had saved me from being eaten alive by wild animals and I told him he should have left me there. What the hell is wrong with me?
"Trust me baby, you are a hell of a lot safer with me than alone in the forest." He said smugly
"Don't call me baby! I'm not your baby." I snapped at him. I knew I was safer with him but I wasn't going to let him know that and I sure as hell wasn't his baby.
"Well then, who's baby are you?" he asked
I was surprised by his bluntness. I stared at him with my mouth hanging open.
God he was so cocky and that irritated the shit out of me. Who does he think he is? It wasn't like I asked him to save me and I sure as shit didn't ask to play 20 questions with Mr. Hot as Hell.
Did I just admit that this strange man was hot? Yep! I believe I did. Maybe I was delusional after all. I'm talking to myself for Christ's sake.
"And answering yourself"', my conscious chimed in.
"That's um… none of your business." I stammered over my words once again.
"You don't seem so sure of yourself." Shit, he noticed. "A pretty girl like you, surely you are spoken for."
It sounded more like a question rather than a statement. I needed to get the hell out of here and fast.
"Where am I?" I asked. I tried changing the direction of this inappropriate conversation.
He raised his eyebrows and with a smug grin answered, "In the woods." Then he smiled as if he delighted in giving me dumb ass answers.
Maybe I should just punch him and get it over with. I could tell it was going to end that way anyway if he kept up with his bullshit attitude towards me.
"Look, let's just get you outside and get some water then we can finish this conversation. Ladies, first." He motioned with his hand for me to crawl out of the tent.
"Oh hell no! I'm not climbing out first so you can ogle my ass." My mouth ran away with me before my brain could stop it.
He chuckled, which only confirmed my speculation. "I'm not going to stare at your ass." He promised
I huffed and scrambled as quickly as I could to my knees and out of the tent.
When we had both made it out we stood face to face. God he was tall and…shut up Bella. He leaned in towards my face. I could feel his hot breathe against my skin.
Holy hell. What is he doing?
"However, we need to get you out of those jeans so I can take a look at that cut on the back of your leg." He whispered. His face was too close to my cheek. I swallowed and closed my eyes. I felt him step away. "Looks like it needs to be cleaned."
"I thought you weren't going to stare at my backside." I snapped, mainly because that was the only reaction I could muster up after his breathe had just left my face.
"I promised not to stare at your ass, not your legs baby." He smiled
Was he trying to intimidate me? I thought we had already established that I wasn't his baby. He turned and walked towards the campfire. His tall silhouette was outlined by the glow that was radiating from the fire. I felt my mouth go dry, and suddenly remembered water.
I stepped towards him and he handed me a canteen. I accepted it graciously and began to drink. The cool water quenched my thirst immediately. I sat down on the log that was near the fire and watched him poke the heat with a stick. He turned and smiled at me, I couldn't help but to smile in response. His lopsided grin made my stomach tighten. His strong jaw line that was tensed earlier had relaxed some and the sight of the muscles that were visible through his shirt only added to the butterflies in my stomach. No doubt I found this man very attractive and the thought of removing my pants for any reason was enough to make me nervous. I needed to get away from here. Away from him before I said or did something to make an ass out of myself.
I cleared my throat before I spoke. "If you will point me in the direction towards La Push, I would like to be on my way. I'm sure my family is worried about me. They don't know where I am."
He turned and stalked towards me like a tiger stalking its prey. I swallowed hard as he sat down so close to me our arms were touching. He turned and looked me right in the eyes.
"Are you fucking serious?"
"Yeah, they don't know I'm out here. I..."
"No, I mean you want to leave in the dead of night?" He interrupted me. His voice was firm and assertive.
"Do you have any idea what kind of dangers lurk in these woods? I mean it's dangerous to be out here during the day. And the night, well, most people don't even dare to be wondering around."
"Well, I'm not most people." I stated
"No shit." He snapped back with a sarcastic laugh.
"What the hell are you doing out here then?" I asked
"That is none of your business." He stood and up walked to the other side of the fire to put some distance between us.
"Fine! If you won't help me then I will figure it out on my own. I found my way in here, I'm sure I can find my way back out." I stood up and brushed my clothes off.
I turned to start towards the trees. It looked like we were in an opened field or something. He must have camped here often. I'm sure it wasn't by mere chance that he happened upon such a flat area to set up camp.
"Where in the hell do you think you are going?" His voice boomed over the nocturnal animal sounds.
"I told you. I'm going home!" I shouted over my shoulder.
"Like hell you are." His voiced was closer now.
He grabbed me by the wrist and spun me around to face him. "You don't even know these woods." He stated as he pulled me closer to him
"And like you do?" I asked
"Like the back of my damn hand." He said through clenched teeth as the grip on my wrist tightened and he dared me to move again.
"Good, then I'm sure it won't take you long to lead me out of here."
"I don't travel the woods at night."
"Well, I do. Now let me go!" I tried to wiggle out of his hold. But he only pulled me closer and now my chest was pushed against his and my head was tilted back slightly as I looked up at him with pleading eyes.
"I said you were safe here with me. You need to stay here and I will escort you back to La Push first thing in the morning. Plus that cut on your leg needs…"
"I don't care about my leg." I interrupted him. "I'm leaving. Goodbye!" I managed to break free from his hold and stepped back.
"Fine!" he spat at me. His tone ice cold
"Fine!" I shouted back and turned towards the trees once more.
"Fine!" I heard him say again as I got farther away from him
I turned back and looked at him "What?" I asked
I said "Fine, if you want to get eaten alive by wild animals, go ahead and be my guest lady. You sure as shit are stubborn I believe a bear would have fun playing with you. They like a good challenge you know?"
"Fine!" I shouted once more. He didn't call me baby this time. Yeah, I noticed so what? He was a jackass and I would rather get eaten by a bear than stay the night here wrapped up in his safe arms. I was almost to the trees and I swear I heard him say 'fine' again. Just like a man! He had to get the last word in. I ducked through the trees, pushing a branch out of my way. "Fine!" I mumbled to myself mostly but it was directed straight towards him. Maybe he had supersonic hearing and could hear me? Not likely, Isabella.
Good! So he wouldn't hear me lusting over his looks. God, the man was too damn hot for his own good. I thought I could have passed out when he pulled me against his chest and he smelled like heaven. Just like in my dream. Only it wasn't a dream it was a reality. And I had to be the dumbest person on the face of the planet to not want to spend the night with this guy. He was right, I am stubborn.
I turned and looked over my shoulder. The glow from the meadow was no longer visible. The moon was shining in broken pieces of light through the trees. I could barely see but I continued on. I wished I knew which direction La Push was in. If the strange man, in whom I just realized I didn't know his name, actually did know these woods like the back of his hand, then either he or Jacob would find me. I was hoping for the later because I really did need and want to talk to Jacob.
I walked for approximately twenty five minutes, pulling and pushing at tree limbs and carefully stepping over stumps and logs. And as before it didn't take me long to become fatigued. I wished I would have taken Mr. Hotty up on his offer for food. It would have come in handy for some energy.
I started catching glimpses of the moon shining brighter through the trees so I kept on the path I was taking. I was suddenly happy with myself that I was making progress. When I came closer to the visible moonlight, I realized I was headed towards some sort of clearing. Maybe it's another open field? When I stepped out of the trees and looked around I saw a campfire burning on the other side of the meadow. "Shit!"
I had spent nearly forty five minutes wondering the woods on my own accord only to make a full damn circle around this fucking meadow. I was irritated as hell and the last thing I wanted was to hear Mr. Hotty rub it in. Before I could turn and hide in behind the thick forest his voice rang out...
"Did you have a nice walk, honey? I'm glad you're back. Took you longer than I thought but at least I didn't have to come after you."
Pfft. Yeah sure, go ahead and rub it in dickhead. I started across the meadow. He didn't move. He just sat all cozy on his log and watched me carefully. I sat down beside him and started to warm my hands by the fire.
"Let's get one thing straight." I turned to face him "I am not your baby your honey or any other pet name you can think to call me. We clear?"
He just winked and gave me a panty dropping smile then said "Whatever you say…baby"
I huffed and turned away from him.
We sat in silence, listening to the crackle of the fire. I was so mesmerized by the flames flickering and dancing I couldn't pull my eyes away long enough to notice anything else around me. I was glad for the distraction though. It was better than clouding my mind with thoughts of my best friend Jacob. And watching the fire burn was sure as shit better than thinking about why in the hell I was back here with this strange man.
"You really should let me look at that leg of yours you know?" He spoke up.
"I'm not just dropping my pants right here so you can cop a feel, mister, if that's what you're thinking. I don't even know your name"
"Do you have to know my name for me to doctor your leg?" he asked
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. I know all the names of my doctors. Trust me, I've had plenty. I'm accident prone." I smirked at him
"It's Edward." He said as he nudged his shoulder up against my back.
"Well, Edward do you honestly think my leg is that bad?"
"Yes, I do. The cut doesn't look to deep but it definitely needs to be cleaned and possibly wrapped in a bandage to keep out infection."
I thought about what he had said. It wasn't like I could see the cut to thoroughly care for it myself. I sighed, completely aggravated with this entire situation. I felt him staring at me, so I turned to face him.
"What?" I said softly then looked away from him
He stood up, adjusted the crotch of his jeans, then straddled the log and sat back down all in one fluid motion facing me. I tried with every fiber of my being to keep my eyes on the flames of the campfire. The flickering flames were not as intriguing as they had been just mere moments before. Visions of Edward pulling at his crotch and straddling this damn log kept replaying over and over in my mind. I was afraid to turn my eyes back to meet his, afraid that he would see the desire in my eyes to see him move like that again.
"Hey, will you look at me?" He asked me sincerely as he dipped his head trying to catch my eye. I looked at him timidly, gave him a half smile, and then turned my eyes back towards the fire.
"Okay, then." He said as he leaned away from me and slapped his palms against his thighs.
I waited for him to stand up and walk away, but he never did. He just sat there with his long legs wrapped on each side of the log, watching me. I could feel the heat spread through my cheeks as I thought once more about how he moved to straddle the log we were both sitting on. God he was a perfect image of pure… raw… sex. Every muscle in his body screamed 'wrap yourself around me!' I couldn't think straight. The fire in the pit of my stomach was what held my attention now.
"Look." He said as he ran his hands across his face and through his bronze colored hair. "We could sit here and do this all night." He exclaimed
I could hear the agitation in his voice "Your leg needs to be cared for. We have a long hike back down the Mountain tomorrow and frankly I don't want to hear you complain about how bad it hurts. If you would just let me…"
"Okay." I interrupted him hoping he didn't notice the roll of my eyes. I didn't want him to take me for a complete stubborn ass, even though that was exactly the way I was coming across. He seemed to be genuinely helpful to those in need. He did carry me to the safety of his campsite, after all. And God only knows how far of a walk that was for him. Not to mention he offered me food and water. The least I could do is cooperate with his kindness and try to get along with him. Perhaps the walk back to La Push tomorrow would be a pleasant one if I did.
"Just give me a minute then come into the tent." I said quietly as I stood up and walked slowly back towards the tent. Before crawling in I looked over my shoulder and Edward was watching my every move. Thank God he couldn't see my blush.
I crawled into the tent and pulled my jeans off. I couldn't see the cut on the back of my leg but it did hurt like hell. I laid down flat on my stomach against the tent floor and covered myself up with the sleeping bag. I rested my chin on my hands and waited. His footsteps were light outside the tent.
"Is it okay for me to come in now?" He asked. His voice sounded a lot kinder and gentler than earlier.
"Yes." I answered
He crawled into the tent beside of me and set a first aid kit beside of my head.
"I'm going to take a look now." He warned before he slowly inched the sleeping bag up till it rested high on the back of my thighs near my ass. My breath hitched in my throat when his warm hands touched the back of my knee, turning it slightly so he could get a better look.
He pulled out a towel and a bottle of sterile water and showed it to me."Just going to clean it now. Lift your leg so I can put the towel under you to catch the water."
I did as I was told and briefly felt the cool air against my panties. I could feel the blush rising in my cheeks. There was no way he could convince me he wasn't staring at my ass now. I just gave him a full view! I tried to remember which panties I had on. I think it was the navy blue lace ones. I didn't know whether to be relieved or mortified. If I had on my 'granny panties' as Rosalie called them I would probably feel the same way... completely relieved and or utterly mortified. It was a no win situation either way I felt like at this point.
I winced when the cool water ran over my wound. He let the water flow until the bottle was empty. "We will let it dry then I will put some antibiotic ointment on it. Okay?"
I nodded my head. He slid his hands up and down my calves. "What are you doing" I asked. I was shocked but also didn't want him to stop.
"I'm rubbing your legs. You have done an awful lot of walking today. Just relax; it will keep your legs from cramping up tomorrow when we hike back down the mountain."
I closed my eyes and thanked my lucky stars that I had just shaved this morning. Before I could stop myself from talking I let out a moan of appreciation "Mmmm…That feels good." I hummed
He moved my hair to the left side of my neck, and then he leaned over my back and pressed his lips against my ear. "It feels good on my hands too." His breathe was hot and his voice seductive against my ear.
Holy shit! My heart rate spiked immediately. Did I want this? Did I want him? Hell yes, you want him!
"What is your name beautiful girl?" he whispered in my ear
I swallowed trying to wet my dry throat "Bella." I said the best I could as I tried to wrap my mind around how swiftly the atmosphere in this cramped up little tent had turned.
"Bella? So fitting." He said as he still hovered over my back but not so close to my ear this time. I could still feel his breath against the back of my neck and it only increased the burning desire in the pit of my stomach.
"I think the wound is dry now." He said as he stretched his arm above my head and
grabbed a tube of ointment and a q-tip. I felt his arousal brush against my side. I closed my eyes and sighed heavily.
"Don't worry, I will not hurt you." He soothed
Oh that's not what I'm worried about baby. Oh God I was falling fast into a frenzy of desire that was building every time his body touched mine. He lightly brushed the ointment around the wound on the back of my leg. When he touched the q-tip directly to the wound I winced a little. He started rubbing soothing circles with his free hand at the top of my thigh. He was trying to take my mind off the pain in my leg. It was working but it was also adding to the pulsing ache between my thighs.
Once he was done he blew his hot breathe against my wound before he wrapped it up with a bandage. "There all better." He said
I lay perfectly still. I couldn't move, hell I could barely breathe. "My mom was a doctor. She taught me everything I know." He hesitated. "I hope I didn't hurt you."
Still, I didn't move a muscle or make a sound.
I felt him move closer again. "Except my mom always did this when she was done." He leaned down and pressed his lips against my thigh. I let out a moan along with the breath that I was holding. His lips moved slowly around my freshly bandaged wound, planting kisses every so often. His nose brushed against the outside of my knee.
"Bella," He whispered. "so beautiful."He crawled up my body and pressed his lips to the back of my bare neck. His lips felt so good moving across my skin. His breathe was becoming ragged and I felt the sleeping bag move ever so slowly to the side. I turned my head to the side and rested my head on my hands. I could see his forearm beside of my shoulder. He was trying to keep his entire weight off of me. The muscles in his arm were flexed. Was it me or is it getting hot in here?
I didn't know what to say or do. I didn't want to stop this. I wanted to feel his lips all over my body. So I decided to lay still and go with the flow. Letting Edward run his lips across my skin just felt natural.
He started kissing up my jaw and down the side of my neck. My body was tingling all over. Sizzling from the fire he was setting through me. It was spreading like a wild fire. I wanted him. And I would have him.
"Please what, baby? What do you want?" He asked as he trailed kisses down my back through my shirt. The sleeping bag was completely gone now. I rose up some and wiggled my way out of my shirt.
"Beautiful." He murmured as he kissed the dimples above my ass. I felt his fingers sweep my hair back to one side of my neck once again. He hovered over me and placed chaste kisses against my neck once more before he began to unhook my bra.
I shivered as he pushed the straps to the side. I slid my arms out of the straps and tossed my bra to the side of the tent. I heard him shuffle behind me then saw his shirt land on top of mine. I wanted to roll over and admire the sight of his sculpted torso but he attacked my naked back with more kisses. It felt so damn good all I could do was hum in anticipation. I let my mind wonder what he looked like shirtless. Bare chested or hair? I didn't have to wonder long because he stretched his body against mine and I felt his bare chest press against my naked back. Oh fuck me! This man was sexy as hell and I haven't even had the privilege of seeing his body yet! But I could feel it, all of it! He pressed his lips against my ear lobe and drew it into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue.
"I want to see all of you baby." Oh God! I want to see you too...all of you. I felt his hands run over my bottom and I bit down on my lip. He hooked his fingers in the side of my panties and slowly slid them down my legs. I lifted my ass in the air slightly to assist him.
As good as all his worshiping of my back felt, I needed him to touch me. My body was craving his touch in every sinful way.
"Please, Edward. Touch me."
Before I could even finish pleading he parted my legs and ran his finger through my wet folds.
"Fuck baby, you are so wet." He removed his finger.
Oh my God was he?... sucking on his finger?
"Mmmm…and you taste absolutely fucking amazing."
Holy shit! What was he doing to me? I have never been so turned on in all my life.
May he what? I didn't respond so he spoke again.
"I want to taste your sweet pussy Bella, but I don't want to hurt your leg. Lift your ass in the air a little for me."
Holy Mother of fuck!
I pushed myself up on my knees slightly, not bending them too much. He was right my leg was starting to hurt like hell.
I could feel the cool air rushing over my wet center. He ran his fingers down my back and positioned his body between my thighs. I wondered if his legs were hanging out of the tent because there simply wasn't enough space in this damn thing to accommodate the length of both of our bodies.
His hands palmed both of my ass cheeks before he attacked my center. When his tongue made contact against my clit I cried out.
"Oh shit!" I huffed and bucked my hips against his face.
He began working his tongue around my center. He started with light flicks against my clit then he inserted his finger into my wet pussy. My walls clenched around his finger when he sucked my sensitive clit into his mouth.
"Mmmm…so good." I moaned
"You like that baby?" he asked, his voice raspy and dripping pure sex.
He didn't give me time to respond. He inserted another finger in me and began to pump it in a tantalizing rhythm. I felt my legs begin to tremble and my stomach clench.
"That's it baby. Give it to me." He said as he increased the speed of his long fingers and sucked on my clit again. I felt the heat start to rise up my body and my orgasm crashed over me in big wave. I cried out and grabbed for something, anything to hold on to.
"Argh…Oh fuck yesssss!" I hissed almost unable to form the words.
My knees buckled and I fell back down feeling the cool ground beneath the tent. My back was tense from the arching of the position but I was grinning like a damn fool. His head between my legs that way felt incredible.
He lay beside me and I rolled slightly and pressed my back against his chest.
We spooned with his fingers tracing small patterns against my arms.
"You are beautiful, Bella." He whispered against my ear.
I rolled onto my back and pulled his face towards me. Our noses were almost touching and I angled my face slightly, craving to feel his lips against mine. He leaned closer and brushed his lips against mine slowly. Our kiss started so slow with his lips perfectly even against mine. I slipped my tongue out and licked across his bottom lip. He moaned and tried to readjust himself, careful not to touch my wounded leg. As we kissed I ran my fingers through his hair and down his back pulling him closer to me.
"Bella, your leg." He breathed
I didn't care. I wanted to feel his body pressed against mine, so I pulled at his shoulders once again. He let out a moan and brought his lips against mine. He placed his hands on either side of my head and straddled my body while lifting my injured leg across his hip.
"That's more like it." I smiled up at him. He smiled back and then devoured my lips again. He trailed kisses down my neck and across the top of my chest until I was dizzy with want and need. His right hand slid up and down my leg that was rested on his hip as he thrust his clothed hips against mine. I could feel his arousal pressing against me…the pressure hitting me in the exact spot I needed it most.
I ran my hands down his chest and across his rippled abdomen. His breathing came in short pants as he realized where I was headed. I stroked my finger tips across the flesh above his waist line and he grinded against me again. I pulled at his hips to let him know I was enjoying his movements. Then I unbuttoned his pants and started working his fly. I pushed his pants down his hips and he moved to his knees and quickly removed his jeans.
I leaned up on my elbows to watch him because I was greedy like that, and I sure as shit wasn't going to miss the sight of him taking off the rest of his clothes.
Mother fucker! I gasped when I saw that he was wearing no underwear and his cock sprang free.
He just gave me a sexy lopsided grin and climbed back on top of me.
"Hi!" He said.
"Hi, there yourself" I responded as I rubbed my injured leg up and down his naked hip and down the back of his thigh.
He leaned down and kissed me while he ran his hand down the side of my torso. I felt his erection press against my stomach.
"Now there is a proper introduction." I gasped.
"I'd say." He grabbed my hips and pulled my center against him.
"Fuck." He moaned as my wetness covered the tip of his cock.
He ran his hand between my breasts and circled each with his finger tip.
"I want to fuck you, Bella."
"God yes, I want you to, Edward please."
He looked at me with fire and passion in his eyes. "Um…I didn't expect company, I am not prepared." He hesitated.
I bit the inside of my jaw and reached up to stroke his face. "I'm on the pill. Please, I want you baby."
He cocked his eyebrow. I knew he had heard me right. I just called him baby.
He growled and it was the sexiest fucking noise I had heard all night. He couldn't get close enough, fast enough. God I wanted him inside of me…now! He kissed and nipped at my breast and I pulled at his hair. It felt so damn good to feel his tongue and lips against my flesh. He sucked my right nipple into his mouth.
"Ahh…that feels so good Edward."
He raised his head up and said "Baby, call me baby. I love to fucking hear you say it."
"Baby." I moaned and arched my back letting him know I wanted him to continue his pleasurable administrations. He growled again and I squealed in delight as he playfully attacked my breast again and again.
He shifted so my heated core was aligned perfectly with his throbbing cock. He watched me closely as he guided himself in.
"God, you feel so fucking warm and tight, baby." He stilled himself so I could get used to the feeling of him stretching me in a 'fuck that feels good' kinda way.
He leaned down to kiss me and the pressure of his body against my clit caused me to cry out.
He started moving and thrusting his hips slowly against mine. Rocking back and forth gently to create the friction we both desired. It felt amazing but I needed more.
"More." I cried out as I arched my back and thrust my hips against his.
"Say it." He groaned back with a shaky breathe.
"More, baby. Please I need more!" I cried as I scraped my nails gently down his back.
"Fuck yes!" He growled as he rose above me.
I would call him baby a thousand times just to hear him growl a thousand times more. Something about that sound vibrating from deep within his throat made my pussy clench with desire. It was sexy as hell and I would make him do it again and again.
He pulled out of me and I frowned in disappointment.
"Don't worry baby, I'm giving you what you and I both want."
I gave him a confused look but he quickly rolled me onto my right side and straddled my right leg, pinning me under him. My frown turned into a huge fucking smile when I realized he was just adjusting us into my favorite position. I knew then this was going to be the best damn sex of my life.
And as if he could read my mind he hiked my injured leg on top of his shoulder and thrust into me. "I love this fucking position." He panted as he began to move in and out of me.
"Me too, baby, me too!" I panted back
And as if on cue he growled and thrust harder hitting me exactly where I wanted him.
"Oh yes! I cried.
"God, you feel...Argh…so good." He panted.
He moved his hand up and down my injured leg. Soothing me in case I was in pain.
"It doesn't hurt, Edward." I said as I looked up at him. "Please, harder. Give it to me harder baby."
I knew he wouldn't be able to resist. He pulled my leg away from his shoulder and used it as leverage to rock himself harder against me.
"Ahh shit! Yes…just like that. Argh…so good!" I cried out not caring if I was too loud.
Something about being out in the wild being pounded relentlessly over and over by this hot wild man was causing my excitement to build.
"Come on, baby…I'm so close." He panted as he thrust hard and deep.
I moaned and the urge to hear him growl one more time was uncontrollable.
"Keep going baby, I'm almost there." I reached down and rubbed my clit hard. And If I thought I had heard him growl before it was nothing compared to the sound he made now.
"Fuck…Fuck, fuck, fuck." He managed to growl as he replaced my hand with his and started rubbing my clit. I felt my orgasm approaching at lightning speed.
"That's right, baby, give it to me. I want to feel you come on my hard cock." He groaned
And just like that my orgasm over took me. It crashed against me over and over wave after wave. He gave three more final thrust and he came, spilling his warm seed inside of me. My whole body tingled. I felt like I was on fire from the warmth that spread through my body.
He held still but I could feel his cock twitching inside of me as it released the last of his warm fluids.
He released my leg and fell on top of me. "Damn, Bella. I changed my mind." He panted
I ran my fingers through his damp hair. "About what?"
"About escorting you back to La Push tomorrow. I am keeping you here with me for the rest of forever." I could feel his lips curl into a smile up against the skin of my chest.
"But I let you call me baby." I teased
He looked up at me."Yes, you did." He grinned and planted a kiss on top of my breast. He rolled off the top of me and grabbed the sleeping bag. "It only sleeps one, so we will have to share." He said with a devilish grin.
"I don't mind." I said as I crawled into the comfort of his arms.
I fell asleep with my back against his chest, and just like in my dream, it was heaven.
I felt his hand running up and down my side.
"Ugh." I groaned. I knew it was morning but I was not ready to wake up.
"Bella." He whispered in a singsong voice. "It's time to get up. We need to get going, baby."
"But I don't want to." I whined. I opened one eye and saw that he was staring down at me. He was already dressed which made me a little sad but what did I expect, to stay here wrapped up in his naked arms forever?
He leaned forward and brushed his lips tenderly to mine. "Trust me. I would love to keep you here but you mentioned your family had no idea where you were." He said with an arch of his brow.
"Shit!" I rose up a little disoriented. Between the awesome sex and soundless sleep I had totally forgotten about why I even ended up here in the first place. Jacob? I thought to myself. Where the fuck was he? And Charlie? Oh God, Charlie! He must have called out the U.S. Army by now to search for me.
I cleared my throat "Where are my clothes?" I asked panicked as I looked around.
I could see the frown forming on Edward's face. He had noticed my eagerness to get the hell out of here and misunderstood.
"I'm sorry." I apologized. "It's just my dad. Well, he must be worried sick." I ran my hand across his shoulder and down his arm. "Last night was amazing, really! But I do need you to escort me out of here."
He smiled and cupped both of his hands on my cheeks and kissed me hard. I was breathless when he pulled away.
"Last night was amazing." He repeated. He helped me gather my clothes and he left the tent so I could get dressed. When I was fully clothed I came and joined him outside. He poured me a cup of coffee and I sipped it while I watched him take down the tent and fold it up expertly.
Once he had everything packed up we set out down the mountain. "I need to check my traps just over the next hill. I promise it won't take too long. I have several set along the way back down the mountain, but it won't cut into our travel time."
"Traps? What kind of traps?" I asked
"I'm a hunter Bella. That's what we do. We set traps sometimes." He explained.
"Oh, I see." I sounded so dumb, but I wondered why he had told me it was none of my business as to why he was out here. It seemed like a touchy subject last night. But then again I was being rude so maybe he felt the need to be rude back.
"Just wait here and I will be right back." He said as he dragged out the biggest fucking hunting knife I had ever seen.
I gasped in shock. Don't hunters usually carry guns or bows or some shit? What kind of hunter is he if he catches his prey in traps, then butchers them to death?
"It's okay Bella. I will be right back." He leaned forward wrapped his knifeless hand around my neck and pulled me to him for a quick kiss.
It's okay? Is he freaking kidding me? He must have thought I was afraid of whatever animal he was trapping. Hell no! I was mortified at his hunting tactics.
He stepped over a fallen tree and grabbed at his waistline. I saw the handle of his gun as he reached for it too. I watched him walk away, totally awestruck, until I couldn't see him anymore. I set down on the ground and let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. I racked my brain trying to remember a hunter's safety course I had taken when Jacob and I were younger. What could he be hunting that was legal for him to trap and then kill? What season is this anyway? Bear, maybe?
Before I could finish picking my brain of hunting knowledge, he had returned.
"Coast is clear, we can move on." He said as he put his knife away. I watched him carefully as he strapped it to the handles of his back pack. He took my hand and helped me off the ground. He was silent as we made our way down the mountain.
"Umm, Edward?" I decided to break the silence.
"Yeah?" He answered.
"What is it you actually hunt?" I asked him nervously. Not sure if I wanted to know if it was something illegal. I wasn't against hunting wild game, but I didn't like the fact that some people were dirty hunters.
"Oh! Umm… you know… big game and stuff." He stammered over his words. Maybe he was afraid it would scare me?
I thought about his answer for a moment and realized something was off. He was nervous discussing this with me. I decided to make him think I knew the ends and outs of hunting. If he was hunting out of season or illegally I wanted him to feel bad for it.
"Oh, I come from a family of avid hunters. I'm not scared you can talk to me about it. So what is it? Bear? Elk?" I asked him
He looked a little green. Good! He knew I was on to him.
He cleared his throat nervously before he spoke "Actually it's something much more dangerous than that." He said slowly.
What the hell? What other big game was hidden in these mountains that I didn't know about?
"Enlighten me." I said my tone flat and showing no emotion
He stopped walking and turned to look at me. "Do we have to talk about this?"
"Yes, I want to know."
"No you don't!" He snapped.
I stared him in the eye. "Why is it something illegal?" I questioned him
He started walking again, dunking under a low tree branch and then holding it up for me as I followed him.
"Aren't you going to answer my question."
"Look, it's hardly illegal if no one knows about it."
"Well, I know about it so yeah, that sort of makes it illegal now don't you think?"
"No I mean no one knows about what kind of animal I hunt. I am the only one who has ever seen them. And I'm determined to catch one." He stated.
I was puzzled. What kind of animal could be lurking around in this forest that no one but this man knew about?
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you, anyway. Most people don't believe me." he smirked at me
"Try me." I whispered
"They say my stories are from fairy tales and mythology but I know they are real I have seen them with my own eyes." He took my hand and looked me in the eyes.
"Do you really want to know?" He paused.
I could tell by the look on his face that he believed in whatever it was that others didn't.
Suddenly my knees grew weak and I felt immediately ill as I peered into the deep dark secrets of his green eyes. I knew exactly what he was hunting that others wouldn't believe existed…Mythology, fairy tales, ghost stories. It all made sense now. I believed the same thing once, that it was all some ghost stories that a tribe of old men sat around a campfire and talked about because they had nothing better to do but now I knew the truth.
I gasped in disbelief. He was hunting my best friend.
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