L I S A

Previous night was free of any nightmare though I felt myself living in a beautiful utopia of my mind, somewhere where there was only me and him and no one else to perturb. It was a night derived from my best fantasy woven into now a very good memory. A memory I’d die for.

Die? Why did I think of that? No everything was going to be fine from now on. Edward had told me last night that Malcolm and he had been planning a scheme for Merida’s escape and if luck favored them then it’d be sometime soon. He needed to make me familiar with his plan because I had a role to play in it as well—a role I dreaded the most.

However for now, even I was compelled to stay in darkness nevertheless only for a little while until they decide how to move on with the first stage of their sketch. And I was pretty sure it wouldn’t be any time in this week since the groom and bride was planning for their honeymoon.

I have to thank Malcolm once I see him today—for all he’s done for me. I thought.

I had many things on my mind right now but I wouldn’t focus on any of that, I wanted to solely heed my little knight who was curled up next to me in bed.

Much to my surprise Edward took me to his bed last night and honestly it was way more comfortable than mine and I knew he noticed me snuggling against the sheets too. After a long while I had finally enjoyed sleeping so much and undisturbed by any bad thoughts or demons lurking in the shadows in the corners of the rooms at night. And the credit of it all went to him.

He was fast asleep beside me and behind him there was a balcony which demonstrated the sun rising behind the valleys. It was an amazing sight as the sky turned from black to slight red, scarlet red that reminded me of blood in the sky and then it was all quickly masked by a blue glowing light and the sky was untainted and lucid as a mirror—the time-honored definition of purity.

I was standing on my elbow and my feet were trapped between his and one of his hands was wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest. I had no little luck at escaping or even walking out of bed to enjoy a mesmerizing sunrise so I put all my weight on my elbow and peeked from above his shoulder.

There was nothing out of ordinary about the day but as soon as the sound of birds chirping lowly outside approached my ears, it bound me to put some efforts to find the source of such a lovely sound.

My head was budging left to right in hopes to get a view of the bird that I didn’t realize how close my chest was getting to his face until his hot breaths hit my naked skin and I began to draw back. However it seemed as if he wasn’t much fond of the idea for he pulled me closer to his face and nuzzled against my skin. I was smiling so much that my cheeks hurt and I knew for a fact that I was red as a tomato.

All of this was bringing me the flashbacks from last night.

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He had carried me all the way from the forest to his place. I’d thought we’re going to my room but when he entered into an exceptionally dark-themed aged building, looking like a haunted place I knew for a fact I was getting a taste of his pleasure, his fondness.

It scared me. The way he walked so effortlessly in the dark hallways without a caution. Everything about that house scared me but the fact that shook me from the core was that I was alone with him. His house was at the farthest distance from the village centre and the nearest to the forest. The walls were so thick that wouldn’t allow the reverberations even though the house barely contained any furniture.

In that forever walk I’d fantasized about a hundred different scenarios that would lead to the end of the night and I silently hoped none of them to be true—I even cursed my stupid mind for thinking something so ridiculous. I had reminded myself moment after other that Edward had confessed his love for me and he wouldn’t hurt me but for some unknown reason I couldn’t trust myself.

After a long walking the hallway ended and he opened the door to a room, his room. My heartbeat had reached all limits and my breathing had become so uneven that I was compelled to breath from my mouth. And his room didn’t show me any mercy as well.

As soon as we entered the darkness devoured us, especially me. If it hadn’t been for Edward’s arms lifting me closer to his chest, I would’ve run for the hills long ago. He struggled to perch me down on my two foot and as soon as I felt ground underneath my soles I reached for something to hold onto. I hated dark especially if it was suffocating me and now I didn’t even have the choice of running, so I just stood there trying to catch my breath.

Not much after the illuminations lit in every corner of the room, making me squint. I tried to find my way in that dazzling light as Edward wrapped his arms around me from behind, taking my breaths away and I stilled in his embrace like a marble statute. It took me a while to adjust to this new environment and regain my steady heartbeat and breathing. I exhaled and inhaled all the while Edward waited so patiently—I felt bad for doing this to him, I hoped he’d overlook my typical human nature.

When I regained control over my body, a smile crept up to my face at the beauty of his room and I hugged him back from the position I was in. He leaned down and pecked on the side of my neck. Taking my arm playfully he came forward and pulled me into his chest. I giggled as he did so and observed him from under my lashes. The moment my eyes met his light brown ones, I failed to remember why I was scared in the first place, everything was falling just right in place. I loved him and he loved me and that was all that mattered. That was all I was counting on.

He leaned in and claimed my lips ever so lightly with his mouth. His hands that hovered over my skin were sure to make it clear that he couldn’t harm me. His every touch, every kiss which he tended me with was careful to not shatter me as if I were a priceless gift given to him by mercy. He swore to protect me like his life depended on it and even if it hadn’t, I was glad he made me feel so prominent.

I moaned giving him more access to my mouth and he thrust his tongue inside to cherish me, to worship me. He bit me moment after another but was careful to not hurt me, it was only for my pleasure and I couldn’t feel more turned on. His hands dropped down to my waist and below and then out of nowhere he swept me up by my thighs so that I was straddling him. He didn’t break the kiss as he began to walk towards the bed.

He lay me down softly against the sheets with him towering over me and he pulled up from the kiss. As the oxygen entered my mouth, I remembered I needed to breathe. My chest was heaving up and down as I breathed vigorously and fully to suffice my lungs in case I needed to go through that kiss again.

I was still straddling him as he just gazed down at me, towering over me like a vast shadow. He was eyeing me up and down as I felt more insecure by the passing moment. At last he bent down making my heartbeat reach the top and devoured my lips into his mouth once again but he didn’t stay there. He swiftly but gently moved to my cheeks and down my neck as his hands forced my thighs on the bed.

My knees were trying to press together by instincts but he wouldn’t let them. He was torturing me in the sweetest way that I couldn’t reprimand. His mouth lingered on my neckline and then he decided to move behind my earlobe. That was when the loudest moan escaped me and reverberated in my ears. He licked and nibbled and bit and then licked again. It was getting out of hand—even I didn’t know I was so sensitive in that area!

My hand decided to wander off and entwined in his hair, making him bend lower into my skin. Whatever he was doing, I was very fond of it and even though I had no idea of his next move, I was craving for it. His tongue was drawing circles at my neckline, licking the skin and momentarily biting it. He stayed there for a long time but I was enjoying it. He came to meet my lips and kissed me passionately until I felt something bitter. He tasted rather sweet before but now his mouth had a bitter, metallic taste.

My brows scrunched together into thinking as he pulled himself back. When my eyes met his lips I was startled. To make my haze come true I brushed his lips with my finger and saw blood, my blood. Panic was starting to build up in me as he began to realize it too. His gaze fell on the crook of my neck where he was nibbling not just a minute ago and his eyes widened into two cannonballs.

I quickly covered my neck with the cloth that was nearest to me as he began to withdraw himself away from me. It wasn’t painful at all but the look in his eyes as he tasted the same blood on his lips, that guilt and remorse tore me apart.

It wasn’t really his fault. He couldn’t have done anything about it. I knew that all too well but he needed to comprehend it too. He was a vampire; it was bound to happen someday and he’d been resisting the temptation for so long now—if it had been someone else they wouldn’t have waited. I hoped he wouldn’t be hard on himself.

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“May I ask what you’re thinking?” Edward asked tugging me closer to his chest. A smile was forming at the corners of his mouth as his eyes were widely awaked.

“Just about us.” I said and leaned in to kiss him. He struggled at first but then left himself in my capable hands—or lips. I fought his urge to draw himself back from me and obstinately hurled myself closer to his chest. If he wasn’t ready to give me what I wanted then I’d just have to take it myself.

“Lisa.” He complained as I put two fingers on his lips to shut him up. “Shh . . . you got your wish last night. Now let me take what I wanted.”

I ignored his struggles to be freed from my loving clasps and leaned in to feel his plump velvet lips against mine. I had the dominance over him, entirely and he wasn’t trying to reverse the roles. He was enjoying it just as much but a part of him was scared to unleash his beast, he didn’t trust himself anymore with me, not after last night.

I moved my lips softly against his until I gave up myself after getting no reaction at all from his side. I leaned away from his skin and endeavored to get up from the bed when I felt a slight tug at my wrist, making me unable to take another step.

I was certain about who it was but it’d take more than a touch to get back my mood he so easily destroyed. As if reading my mind he climbed up next to me and began to lay kisses all along my neck. I’d thought he’d never kiss me like that again but I was wrong—perhaps it was always easy to get your work done by persuasion and even easier if the man was in love with you.

He didn’t stop then but circumspection licked his movements as he handled me with extreme care and gentleness than the last time, all the while giving me the pleasure I’d sought.

I threw my head back giving him a wide access of my neckline as his hands wrapped around me in a firm embrace from behind. He was licking my skin as sweet and soft moans escaped my throat. I wanted to lie in bed with him all day long but something inevitable drew our attention.

Edward leaned away from me as a small hiccup escaped my throat. We both heard it. The clamor of riot’s chattering and breaking glasses and momentary screams, all dedicated to a place that stood houses away from our bedroom. Edward concentrated on the noise and as he got closer to the source, a gasp passed by his lips.

He didn’t say a word as he jumped out of bed and began to do his shirt buttons leaving the topmost one open. He didn’t bother taking his coat as he rolled up his sleeves and put on his shoes. It all happened in somewhere between two to ten seconds, that was all it took him to look all freshened up as I just sat and bewildered about nothing.

When he was done he paced in front of me and leaned down to peck on my forehead.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

He hesitated for a while before he decided to give me a sneak peek, “I’ll be gone for a little while to check something. Until I come back don’t go anywhere with anyone and make sure to get cleaned up before I return, okay?” He brushed my cheek with the back of his hand waiting for a response.

I simply nodded knowing he wouldn’t have any trouble locking me up here all alone by myself—and I simply didn’t want that. I’d just sneak out once he was gone.

He gave me a last peck on the lips and left hurriedly leaving the door open. If I hadn’t been suspicious before, I was awfully skeptical now.