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Seduction	By : sidhe712 Category: Twilight Series > Het > Bella/Edward Views: 17962 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or make any money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Seduction
- 2-Temptation
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A/N: I would like to begin by thanking my gracious reviewers! I never expected such an overwhelmingly positive response. I certainly hope this lives up to any expectations.

When I started writing this, several distinct possible sequel scenarios occurred to me. After carefully deliberating, I decided to attempt the one I believe follows the previous installment closest chronologically. Fortunately for those who gave me reviews, these multiple scenarios may allow me to provide them with several follow-ups after this one. Oh, and since I finally finished reading Eclipse, I might have a Jacob Black story coming up, too :)

Oh, and FYI: Initially, I wrote two beginnings to this particular segment of the story: one from Bella's point of view and the other from Edward's. I chose the one told from Edward's POV, just to try something new. I don't have much experience (obviously since I'm a woman) in the receiving end of the actions preformed in the following story, but I've done my best to accurately portray the scenario from a sensitive male's prospective. I say “sensitive” because I believe Edward to be capable of higher thought than the typical club-wielding, Neanderthal male.

I am sure you are all familiar with my review policy assuming you read the last chapter: no pressure to review, but no flames; if you don't like it, don't read it :) Anyway, on with the story. (Remember, this is from Edward's point of view)

I could not believe the goddess lying beside me, utterly disrobed and exposed, her perfect pale skin shining and tempting. She did not bother to cover herself up- a fact which made each moment harder for me- but curled into my arms, content and exhausted.

I tried to divert myself by focusing on her most perfect parts: her breasts, small but perky like little globes; her flat stomach with each muscle slightly defined; her slender, juicy neck. I could hear the blood as it flowed through her veins... her heart, I could hear each pump as it forced the nectar through her. I shook my head to distract me from these thoughts- the ones I was trying to avoid. I turned from her, hoping the temptation would lessen. I could not avoid the smell- the tangy, sweet, seductive scent of her, especially the bit she left on me; this thought caused me to become hard again, and I tried not to think of it any longer. I closed my eyes and tried to think of anything other than her delectable warmth; anything except the sweet wine flowing through her and the little droplets of it she had left on my now clearly erect cock.

I shook myself again, get a grip, I told myself. I tried to convince myself that my love for her could conquer my feral instincts, as it had so many times in the past, when sexual desire wasn't so much of a factor. I pulled away from her, trying to escape my own desires, fearing I might lose control, but she noticed quickly.

“What's wrong?” She asked, suddenly turning to face me.

How could I lie to those brilliant, trusting eyes? “Nothing, it's nothing.” I told her, not wanting to scare her with my overwhelming thoughts of tackling her and sucking out her very life.

Concern was written all over her face, and, as usual, I could not tell what she was thinking, “You are unhappy,” She said, looking down, “It wasn't good for you, was it?”

Shocked, I quickly sat up and stared down at her fiercely, “What? No, no that's not it at all! It was...” I searched for the words, “Amazing, phenomenal. There's no word to describe how fantastic this was for me.”

But my words did not convince her, “If it was so great, why do you look so uncomfortable? Are you upset?”

“No, no,” I said, leaning back onto my elbow so my face was near hers, I found myself torn between kissing and biting her, “It's just...” Perhaps telling her would make it easier for me, so she could understand how I felt; of course, she couldn't really ever understand, but we could try. “It's just I can still...” I paused searching for words, “I smell the blood,” I stopped, searching her reaction, which was not of fear, “I can still smell it on me. You're so close,” I could even smell her hair, “And this is very difficult for me.” In truth, it was like some bizarre vampire fantasy come true, except missing parts. I felt like part of me was bathing in the blood of my tua cantante, as Aro had referred to her, but my victim was not dead.

“Oh,” She said with curious, mischievous eyes, “That must be very difficult for you,” She said in that low, seductive voice of hers as a she sat up slightly, “I could help you with that.”

I began the question with “What--” but I could not remember how to finish the sentence as her warmth, soft lips suddenly wrapped around my ice cold cock. I was surprised; I knew she hated blood, but realized the droplets were so small, she probably couldn't see or smell them. My whole body filled with a thick electric current as I felt her tongue against my skin. She began tantalizingly slow, making it almost painful- but the kind of painful I enjoyed. Each caress of her tongue was gentle yet eager; she started at the head, tormenting me by circling around just the tip. Suddenly, she took the hold head of it into her mouth, leaving me utterly breathless- had I been capable of remembering to breath at the time.

Each tiny flick of her tongue on my skin filled me with delirious excitement. I wanted to encourage her, but I was scared to even touch her. She was delicate like a balsa wood tower, like porcelain, like feathers. She had no idea what danger she put herself in by doing this to me... If I slipped for even a moment, I might kill her. The idea terrified me, yet was not enough to convince me to tell her to stop-- my thoughts snapped out of my brief mental digression when she abruptly cupped my balls.

I let out an audible gasp from the pleasure and found myself moaning her name. I felt her laugh quietly and smile against me as she continued her motions, her tongue sliding up and down my shaft like it was some delicious popsicle of which she could not get enough. As she did this, she gripped my balls tighter, causing my hips to involuntarily raise up to greet her lips. The feeling was so entirely sensual, so incredibly overwhelming, it was difficult for me to control my reactions, but I stopped myself. I did not want to accidently choke her. To my surprise, she was taking in more of me than I could have ever imagined, licking me all the way to the base. She could only continue so long without stopping for breath, and I began to see the benefits of changing her into a vampire after all.

Each movement of her enthusiastic tongue sent electric shivers through every bone in my body, meeting at my spine. I couldn't stop myself from shaking, both from the intense and heavenly sensation as she continued to bring me closer and closer to the edge- but also in an attempt to maintain self-control. Everything she was doing was making me crazy, like she had a death wish.

Literally incapable of containing myself, I had pulled her mouth off me and was atop her, holding her down with unnecessary force before I even realized my actions. Frighten of hurting her further, I tried to calm my intense desire to ravish her. I looked up into her eyes, searching for the panic and terror I knew I'd find there. Her eyes held none of this, however; it was difficult to determine the exact emotion there. No fear, just excitement, lust, impatience.

I gently released her arms, hoping I hadn't broken her yet. She wrapped her arms around my neck and lifted herself until she could press her lips against my ear. I was mid-way through composing myself when she whispered “Don't stop” in her husky, sensual voice, nearly sending me over the edge again. Without warning, I was inside her, pumping in and out of her gently.

The feeling of her around me was like none other. Indescribable. I began to speed up, desperately desiring release, but I had to think of her. I looked down at her and saw her eyes closed, sheer bliss on her face. “Look at me, Bella.”

Her eyes opened wide, confronting me with her beauty. How did I ever come to deserve her? She was a goddess to my monster, a live angel here with me. She released a deep, carnal moan and continued to push herself up to meet me. I had only lost my virginity an hour before, and I was still a little unpracticed with the female anatomy. While I knew she was clearly enjoying it, I wished I could do more for her.

Despite my desire to ensure I met her needs, I found myself more eager to meet mine. I tried to slow, tried to draw it out so we could both enjoy it longer, but she was warm and when we were connected this way, I felt warm like I hadn't in nearly 100 years. I began to thrust faster, trying still to maintain restraint.

Without warning, I felt her muscles tense and then vibrate around my cock, and she moaned my name with a violent tremble. The absolute abruptness of it caught me off guard. It felt wild, nothing she could have ever done could have felt better to me. It sent me skyrocketing off the edge, and I struggled to hold myself up. The sheer force of my orgasm caused me to quake from the inside out and weakened me so I had to turn over and off of her to avoid crushing her. I instinctually pulled her with me so she was clinging to my chest.

“You,” I began, defenseless after our lovemaking, “Are incredible.” I kissed her head. She smiled and kissed my bare chest in response. She was tired and already falling asleep. I closed my eyes, too, though sleep would not come for me. Instead, I listened to her rapid heartbeat as it slowly returned to its normal pace, and she drifted off to sleep.
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