A/N: Just a warning, this is another very, very mature chapter. Oh, and to the girls who have been commenting on this, wewe make my days. Thank wewe so much! Chapter 7: An Idea
“Bella, this could be a great opportunity for you,” Esme alisema softly, stroking my hand as we sat on the soft leather sofa in the living room. Carlisle had called the school and brought everyone else home, claiming we had a family emergency. It was comforting to be surrounded kwa people I loved when my life had become pure chaos.
I had told everyone about the strange coven of Succubi and their eagerness to meet me and help me with the new problems I was faced with. Everyone except Edward and Alice seemed eager to meet this new coven, though Emmett’s fascination with them earned him an elbow in the stomach from his wife.
“I don’t want wewe doing this kwa yourself, it could be a trap,” Edward alisema as he pulled me even tighter against his side. I rolled my eyes at him and looked to Carlisle for help.
“I think he has a point, Bella,” Carlisle reminded me. “Just because we haven’t had any problems with the Volturi for the past ten years doesn’t mean we are in the clear.”
I frowned as I thought of that. It was true that the Volturi still felt that we had gotten away with a lot in respect to Renesmee and our continuing friendship with the Quileute mbwa mwitu pack, but they had been silent the past ten years. I had lured myself into a false sense of security and of course, when wewe no longer felt threatened is exactly when the enemy would strike. Even with that in mind I still had trouble imagining that this coven of Succubi was members of the Volturi.
“The Volturi didn’t have any succubi with them ten years ago,” I pointed out, trying desperately to reassure myself. I didn’t want the Volturi hunting my family again; I wanted us to have peace… was that too much to ask?
“It’s been a decade, Bella,” Carlisle alisema gently, “That is quite long enough to add new members to any coven. Besides, we all know how persuasive they can be when they really want something.”
I knew he was right; I just didn’t want to admit it. The timing was perfect, that I could acknowledge. Less than twenty-four hours after I started exhibiting signs of being a Succubi, a coven of them appeared on our doorstep and claimed to want to help me. If I was honest with myself, I knew that it was too good to be true.
I sighed and buried my face in my hands. Just because I had become a vampire didn’t mean my luck had changed. I was still a magnet for trouble and danger, especially bringing it close to the people I loved most.
“Don’t worry about it, mom,” Renesmee alisema as she leaned against the back of the sofa, hovering over me, “We have gone up against the Volturi before and come out the winners. I’m sure we could do it again if it came to that.”
I groaned at the thought of another battle between our covens. I could still remember vividly the line of black robes advancing toward us, their eyes a bright, hungry red…
I shuddered and Edward squeezed me against his side. I’m sure he knew what I was thinking, even though my shield was still firmly in place. “We won’t let it happen again,” he whispered tenderly in my ear. I nodded but I wasn’t convinced.
“Alice, wewe have been rather quiet,” Carlisle pointed out, “have wewe seen something?”
Every head in the room turned to look at Alice, whose eyes were wide and staring at something only she and Edward could see. Edward concentrated on her for a moment and then his tensed body relaxed and a reassured smile touched his face.
“They aren’t from the Volturi,” she alisema in that slightly far away voice that she only used when she was seeing something other than the present. There was a collective sigh of relief from the family at her words, Esme squeezed my hand and Renesmee threw her arms around my neck and hugged me. We were all so relieved that it wasn’t the Volturi coming after us again that we assumed that was all Alice had to say, but as usual she surprised us.
“They have been looking for someone like Bella for awhile, they haven’t found anyone with talents as strong as hers in over a hundred years,” she alisema and a pained look crossed her perfect features.
“Alice, what is it?” Jasper asked, moving to the floor in front of her and taking her hands in his.
Alice shook her head as if to clear it, but she began to look confused. “I’m not sure what they are going to do, they don’t know if she will…” she trailed off.
“If she will what?” Edward demanded. It was obvious that he couldn’t see what was in her clouded vision any zaidi than she could and it frightened him.
Alice shook herself out of the vision and turned to look at me. “I don’t think wewe should go alone tonight,” she alisema in a soft and worried voice. “I can’t see what they are planning; I don’t think they even know exactly what they want yet.”
“I think Edward, Alice and I should go with Bella,” Carlisle alisema firmly.
“I’m going too,” Jacob argued, making his presence known for the first time since we had all arrived home. I saw the look on his face and I knew why he wanted to go. Ever since we had left Forks he had felt a little left out, a black kondoo in our family. Now he could finally prove useful, to give us extra protection against an unknown and possibly rival coven, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him no. Especially because he was my best friend and I wanted him to be there.
“I think he should,” I agreed and for once Edward didn’t argue with me on my decision.
Carlisle nodded thoughtfully. “I think it’s a good idea to have Jacob along, most Wanyonya damu won’t go up against a mbwa mwitu if they can avoid it.”
My daughter turned to her husband and a pang of panic crossed her porcelain, tiled face. “Jake,” she walked around the kitanda until she stood in front of him, “Promise me wewe won’t do anything stupid.”
“Aww, Nessie,” he pulled her into his arms, “You know I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, but please don’t ask me not to go. I need to do this.”
“Just be careful, I know wewe miss the action of being in a pack and hunting down rogue Wanyonya damu on your land, but please,” she stroked his face tenderly, “please make sure wewe come back home.”
“I won’t let him get into any trouble,” Alice promised her, and Renesmee nodded her head with a grateful expression on her face and let herself be enfolded in Jacob’s arms.
I felt an ache in my chest as I watched how easily my daughter could be affectionate with her husband. I wanted that back, I wanted to be able to touch Edward without hurting him. I wanted to be able to lie curled up in his arms without feeling that overpowering desire for sex. I sighed and as Edward let his fingers stroke up and down my arm I felt a burst of need shoot through me. I bit my lip and tried not to look at Jasper, I didn’t even want to know how I was affecting him.
“Edward,” I whispered to him, “Please don’t touch me. wewe have no idea how much pain I’m in knowing that I keep hurting you. I can’t keep doing this.”
A spasm of pain slashed across his face and I wanted to reach out and ease that pain, but I knew that I couldn’t. I had partly exposed us to a human girl today and I had almost attacked a patient in the ER, I refused to add Edward to the list. I loved him zaidi than anyone au anything else in the world, I couldn’t hurt him anymore.
He must have seen the agony in my eyes because his turned determined and he looked at Alice. “We are going to our room, and I would appreciate it if we didn’t have any disruptions.”
Alice focused on him for a moment, and then her eyes stared past him, into the future. When she returned her gaze to him she wore a self-satisfied sort of smirk and she nodded. “All right, I promise that I won’t interfere,” she paused for a moment and then grinned again. “You can thank me later.”
I looked at her questioningly, but she only shook her head and grinned broadly. Edward took my hand and began pulling me up the stairs toward my room before I could argue with him. “Edward, we can’t do this,” I protested feebly. I cursed myself for not sounding forceful enough, but I couldn’t stop it from happening. I wanted this and I wanted him.
The moment we reached the bedroom door, Edward flung it open, swept me into his arms and carried me into the room, shutting the door firmly behind us. He carried me to the bed, his eyes locked on mine, hungry and intense. “I upendo you,” he alisema softly, brushing a strand of hair away from my eyes. “You know I would do anything for you.”
“I know, but how can wewe still want to risk this when we know what happened yesterday?” I asked plaintively. Every moment that we spent together was wearing on my resolve but it seemed that I wanted to make upendo to him zaidi than I hated to see him hurt. It was a startling revelation and not one I liked very much.
“I want to try something different today,” he alisema and crawled behind me on the bed. He spread his legs and pulled me into the space between them, resting his hands on my stomach. “Do wewe trust me?” He asked.
I laughed breathlessly, “It isn’t wewe that I don’t trust: it’s me.”
Edward smoothed my hair back behind my ear and then pressed his lips to it. “I’m going to touch wewe now and I don’t want wewe to argue with me.”
His hand slowly unbuttoned my jeans, lingering on the zipper and then slid beneath the denim and he cupped his palm around me. I tried to jerk away, but Edward wrapped an arm around my chest, restraining me. I couldn’t have stopped him if I had wanted to; he was determined to see this through and nothing stopped Edward when he wanted something.
His fingers rubbed over the lace cloth of my panties, making me squirm with nervousness and anticipation. I knew what he was going to do and part of me wanted it badly, but another part of me screamed that somehow I was going to screw it up and hurt him. I tried to shove that smaller part of me away and just enjoy the sensations that he was igniting in me, but it was hard to do.
The moment his fingers slipped beneath the flimsy fabric and touched my skin I Lost the ability to think at all. All I could do was bite my lip and try not to moan aloud at the pleasure that I was already starting to feel. Edward’s expert fingers knew exactly where to touch and just how much pressure to exert to bring me to a maximum climax. Only this time it was different, much zaidi intense than it had ever been before.
I clutched at the sheets with both hands, trying to fight off the pressure building in my body. Any dakika now and I knew that my body was going to catch fire, that all of my nerves were going to light up like sparklers on the fourth of July. “Edward,” I moaned, pressing into him as much as I could.
“Mmm, wewe feel good,” he whispered in my ear. “It makes me want to touch other parts of you.”
The arm that had been restraining me loosened and I felt his hand songesha to the hem of my shirt, inching up until he reached the lace cups of my bra. “Alice was right, I really will have to thank her for convincing wewe to buy this underwear set,” he nipped at my ear. “It’s incredibly sexy.”
“It’s from Frederick’s of Hollywood…” I choked out.
“Yes, I know, I remember getting the bill,” he remarked drily.
He quickly unclasped my bra and began stroking the bare skin of my breast, causing my breathing to quicken into sharp pants. “Please…” I whimpered as his fingers began teasing my nipple. He rolled it between his thumb and forefinger and I bit my lip again to hide my moan.
“Anything for you, my love,” he agreed. His movements became zaidi forceful, the hand on my breast kneading and caressing while his other hand began moving in delicate circles around my most sensitive part. The pressure inside me exploded as the climax came on me hard and fast, taking my breath away and leaving me trembling violently in Edward’s arms.
He turned me around and crushed me tightly in his arms as he rocked me back and forth, kissing my forehead, cheeks and anything else he could reach, while he waited for me to calm back down.
I couldn’t stop shaking as the aftermath rolled through my body, again and again. If I had thought that our lovemaking yesterday had been amazing, it was nothing to how I was feeling now. Every cell in my body felt alive, zaidi alive than it had in the ten years since I had become a vampire. It was a strange sensation, feeling so warm and vibrant and… alive. It made me wonder if Edward was still okay and slowly, painfully, I forced myself to look up into his eyes.
When I saw the golden warmth in them I let out a breath I hadn’t known that I had been holding. I touched his face, eager to make sure that he didn’t onyesha any ill effects from what we had just done. He looked perfect, nothing out of the ordinary. He was also beaming, his smile shining like a beacon as it cast all of my dark worries aside.
“I thought that this might be the answer,” he alisema a little smugly as he tucked me back into his arms.
“You thought what might be the answer?” I asked curiously, stroking his arm and enjoying the nearness of him.
“I was beginning to wonder if it was the combination of my orgasm and yours that was causing wewe to drain me. I just proved that I was right. When it’s only wewe climaxing, nothing happens to me,” he explained.
I thought about that for a few moments and I had to admit that it made a lot of sense. If I really was a Succubus, then I was draining Edward as we made love. If he wasn’t actually “part” of our upendo making then it was impossible to feed from his climax. It made sense, but that didn’t mean that I liked it.
“So what, we can’t ever have normal sex again?”
Edward laughed at the indignant tone in my voice. “Ah, Bella, I do upendo you.”
“Well, is that a no?” My voice was getting a little hysterical and I couldn’t help it. The thought of spending forever with Edward and not being able to be as intimate as I wanted was not something I relished.
“Somehow we will find a way to get wewe under control, it won’t be forever,” he assured me, but I wasn’t convinced.
“If these women wewe are supposed to meet tonight are what we think they are, they will most likely be able to teach wewe to control yourself and focus your new abilities. I’m sure it won’t be long until we are locking ourselves away in our room for days at a time again,” he teased and pressed a kiss to the tip of my nose.
I knew he was right, I would figure out how to control myself eventually. I just hoped it didn’t take too long; I didn’t want to lose what I had with Edward. It was to special and integral to my life to give up. It was the only way I knew how to onyesha him how much I loved him.
“I guess I can live with this for a while, as long as I know it isn’t permanent,” I sighed.
Edward chuckled and squeezed me against his chest. “Bella, do wewe really think I could be satisfied with this forever? I’m just as needy as wewe are.”
I stuck out my tongue at him and untangled myself from his arms. “All right, enough of this. We know how to get around my limitations now and we really need to set up a plan for this evening, why don’t we head downstairs with the rest of the family?”
I stood up and was just about to fix my clothing and head back downstairs when Edward grabbed me from behind and pulled me back to the bed.
“Why don’t we stay in kitanda for just a little while longer?” he whispered. I looked into his warm golden eyes and saw the desire still raging in them and it took me a moment to respond.
“Yeah, we could do that too.”