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My Shiny Freak	By : Prettyflour Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 3183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I stood in the greenhouse, my eyes taking in the newly placed glass. It was larger, Carlisle and Alice's apology for destroying the last one. Fuckers. I idly wondered how Alice would look with no legs. No, scratch that, one leg and a peg leg. I decided she would wear a pirate costume the next day, with some plaid worked into it as her punishment for fucking with my sunflowers.
My sunflowers... I looked around again, the dead sprouts gone and thrown away, nothing but a memory now. I shook off the sadness and began.
I didn't plant all the seeds for they would take over the entire space and I begrudgingly needed to leave room for Esme. This was her greenhouse after all. Speaking of the ice queen, she peeked her head in and I nodded, letting her know it was ok to come in. I'd been out there by myself for a while, and the company was somewhat welcome.
"All done?" She asked quietly.
"Yeah, I'm done. I built another shelf." I shrugged. "For your herbs."
I grinned because the damn things really did smell good. I liked having them around.
She scanned the area and raised an eyebrow. "You left space for me?"
"Yeah..." I paused and sighed, feeling a little guilty over the fact that I had taken it over with sunflowers before. "Thanks for sharing it with me."
She waved her hand. "This isn't just my space anymore. You enjoy it as much as I do. It's ours." She lifts up a small plastic bag and handed it to me. "More seeds, all different varieties. I just thought it would be good to mix it up a little. Try something new."
She winked at me, prompting me to laugh before we proceeded to plant things. We stood back and admired our handi-work which was pretty unimpressive- most of it being newly planted seeds. Anti-climactic as all hell.
"Do you have any other favorites aside from sunflowers?" She asked.
I took a moment to think. I wasn't sure I'd ever had an interest in flowers, had I? I attempted to think back but I was having a hard time trying to recall.
"Bella?" Esme asked after about 2 minutes of me scanning memories, and focusing really hard.
I blurted out, "I can't remember."
Esme's expression shifted from casual to sympathetic.
"I... I have a feeling that I have a favorite." I shook my head. "But I just can't remember it, at all." I whispered the last words. Usually my memories were hazy but this...
Ug.
I was compelled to try again. There was something nagging at the back of my brain and I pulled at it, trying to draw out the simple memory.
My mother, spring time, a gentle breeze bringing in wonderful scents.
I remembered myself saying, "I love the way these smell."
Sadly I could not remember the flower, what it looked like or how it smelled. I just couldn't.
I even attempted to make myself remember. I demanded that my brain fucking cooperate!
No such luck.
I frowned. Carmen told me this would happen; I guess I didn't realize it would start so soon. I felt slightly detached, definitely having a moment. Like I'd lost something and I was searching my vast brain to find it.
I have no idea how long I stood there fruitlessly searching my mind. I don't know how long Edward had been in the room until he slipped his hand around my waist; his touch soft and reassuring, I fell back into him, letting myself deeply inhale his scent- it was a balm to my raw senses, a roofie that intoxicated my body. I turned toward him, nose to neck and huffed the hell out of him.
He held me tightly as I sniffed away, relaxing more with each pull. His hands lingered on my hips before trailing over my ass. He lifted me, pressing me up against him eye to eye, our usual staring contest began and we gazed at each other.
I had another moment, we had a moment together. As I looked at him, I saw beyond his drool-worthy physical beauty. I felt myself shift and connect with him on a completely different level.
"Wrap your legs around me," he whispered.
I did, and once I felt him in between my thighs I couldn't help but kiss him. So slowly I ran my lips over his, my hands over his face. It felt so good to be that close to him and somehow, it was deeper than physical contact. It... It was... I didn't know but it was just right. It was him, he was all I needed, my other half, my everything. With my eyes closed, I felt, reveling in the moment where I was absolutely fulfilled and euphoric. The bond between us almost glowed, the both of us radiating some kind of brilliant unseen energy. His and mine, shifting together and blinding me into utter peace. I knew we were mates, I knew I loved him but... it was something more, like my brain had learned a new trick. A new ability, a sight...
I could swear I saw his very soul and I watched fascinated as it intertwined with mine.
Yeah, like soul mates.
Mmmmmmmm... I did some serious spiritual ogling and decided that Edward had a fucking beautiful soul. A soulless creature he was not. I vowed to convince him of that, no matter how long it took.
He leaned into me, rubbing his nose against mine. "What are you thinking about? What makes you smile so radiantly?"
Yes, I was grinning like an idiot, my soul epiphany rendering me giddy with perma-smile. I hugged him, squeezing and relishing the simple feel of him so close. "I'm thinking about you, us."
Edward held me so tight, like he was holding on for dear life. He kissed the spot below my ear and worked his way to my mouth, his tongue sliding over my bottom lip. "You are so fucking beautiful when you smile."
I smiled bigger and whispered, "Let's go."
And we were off to the cottage at vampire speed where I all but tackled Edward to the floor. Kissing him softly, I unbuttoned his shirt and ran my hands over him. My fingertips wandered up and down his chest, grazing his nipples. When I attempted to unzip his pants, he stopped for a moment and looked a little smug.
"I have something for you." He reached around and his took his wallet out, my smile went as wide as a cheshire cat's when he pulled out a shiny new Amex for none other than Isabella Cullen.
I snatched it up and kissed it four times, my uber-grin still blazing. I placed the card aside then leaned down to kiss him while helping to remove his pants. My clothes were no longer, I shredded them off as soon as I was in the door.
"Thank you," I rasped in between kisses. He was smirking at me, which lead me to believe that Jasper told him or he heard it. Either way, he knew why I liked it so much.
"So..." He paused arching his hips a little, rubbing himself up against me. I moved with him, the friction feeling incredible. I spread my legs wider and ground back and forth slowly. He was staring up at me. "You want to marry me someday?"
For a brief moment I couldn't speak, but I smiled for him and a freakishly-girly giggle escaped me. Then I started talking and the words poured out. "I love you. Love you so much. You are it for me, stuck with me forever. Yeah, I want to marry you. I'd marry you right now."
He gripped my hips forcefully, growling and purring, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing. I rose and looked down at him; he looked shocked yet excited-his hands shaking on my skin. I ran my hand over his jaw and poured love into my stare. "The thought of being your wife..." He teased my nipple, rolling it through his fingers. "Makes me so wet."
Reaching down, I guided him into me, sinking down as he thrust up.
"Yes, yes," he groaned and arched his back, tilting his hips bringing him deeper inside me. I was gasping, breathless and looking down at him in pure awe. He made me feel so good. Just... Uh...
He quickly rolled us and positively buried himself in me over and over in long, slow thrusts.
"Fuck, yes." I breathed, head thrown back, rolling my hips when he was all the way in. He stayed there and let me get a taste of friction before he pulled out and rubbed the head of his cock over my clit. Oh! He moved it all round, up, down, up down and worked me until I was on the verge of coming.
"Touch yourself," he growled, grabbing my hand and putting it between my legs. I didn't hesitate but moved my fingers slowly, wanting him inside me when I come. Then he was, slow then fast, he matched the speed of my fingers. I rubbed faster and faster until I came, whimpering and clutching on to him as he kept thrusting in and out. He came too, grunting and pounding into me with abandon. He was just starting to slow when I felt another climax coming on. Edward stared down at my hand which was rubbing franticly, his dick still inside me; I wiggled my hips and clenched my muscles around him.
Smirking, he pulled out. I whined at the loss but didn't stop touching myself. He sat back on his heels and watched, stroking himself. "God, look at you..." He was pulling and pushing his hand so hard and fast. Damn he looked good doing that! "You are the sexiest creature I have ever laid eyes on. Make yourself come for me. Do it."
I watched his hand, watched his mouth as it parted, I wanted to play with him. "No." I start rubbing a little slower. "You do it." I challenged.
His grip loosened and he pursed his lips, slightly grinning. We were both still touching ourselves, our pace a bit more leisurely. He took his free hand and grabbed my ankle, pulling me closer to him. Pushing on my inner thigh he spread me wide. Kneeling, he leaned forward and took a long lick up my slit. Oh yes! I writhed beneath his mouth, looking up only once to make sure he was still touching himself.
He was.
Now licking and sucking, his tongue was simply magical. I grabbed on to his hair and guided him, pushed him, felt him. I came and rubbed my pussy all over his mouth, and damn if he wasn't using that tongue of his even faster, stopping to suck on the most sensitive part. He grunted and pulled my hand back down and I slowly rubbed myself, riding out the aftershocks as he sat up and came all over my stomach.
He leaned down and kissed me once, and as always stared at me. I smiled and took his face in my hands giving him one more chaste kiss before pulling away to look right back at him. That staring issue of his must be contagious because I couldn't tear my eyes away.
"I want to marry you," he whispered, running the tip of his finger over the ring finger of my left hand.
I smirked but did not hesitate in my response. "You will."
~O~
As it turned out, Alice made a wonderful looking pirate. I admit I might have gotten a bit carried away with my mission to make her look like Captain Jack Sparrow. Yes, that's right, she wore a long, dreaded wig with a bandana over the top, a frilly pirate shirt, swashbuckling boots, teeth painted to look dirty and I may have insisted that the vest be plaid for good measure. Oh- and a fake mustache and goatee as well.
"Captain Jack Sparrow did not have a peg leg," she hissed.
"What do you think, Carlisle? Shall we make her wear the eye patch too?" I mused, also contemplating a parrot for her shoulder, Capt'n Jack be damned.
When he didn't answer I turned around to see Esme beside him, beaming a toothy grin and Carlisle with a ball gag firmly placed in his mouth. I wasn't sure how the ball gag fit into his naughty nurse costume but I didn't question it. It was the happiest I had ever seen Esme. I decided to let her have her fun and make him keep it on, much to his chagrin. I may have winked at him before saying, "I like it. Good call." Then I gave Esme a high five and waltzed out of the room while ordering a live parrot on my phone.
~O~
"What the fuck?" Carlisle shouted. He came zipping into the living room in a tizzy. He pointed at me and shook his finger. "You are not keeping the parrot!"
"Yes mistress," the parrot croaked as it flew into the living room and landed atop Carlisle's head. "Dr. Teeth wants to come, please, master, please!"
I cocked an eyebrow at the parrot, it was obviously highly intelligent. "We're keeping it."
The fucking parrot winked at me, I swear.
~O~
Inspired by the new season of True Blood, Alice donned a blond wig and Merlotte's uniform. "You should have made Edward dress like Sookie. He's the telepath." She didn't like this costume either.
Carlisle didn't put up too much of a fuss in tight black jeans and a Fangtasia T-shirt, although, he wasn't pleased when I super-glued the faux-fangs onto his teeth.
"Fangths!" Carlisle shook his head in disgust. "Fucking Fangths."
Heh. They made him lisp. I made sure he wouldn't be taking those out anytime soon.
I may have imagined what Edward would look like with fangs… and decided that it was a good look for him. I declared it time to take a break and took the Merlotte's uniform for myself. Then I dragged Edward to the cottage where he stared me down, puffing his chest out and looking all fierce. His lips parted, his fangs out, fake or not, I wanted to lick them.
When I tried to lean up to kiss him he put his hands on my shoulders, pushing me down. His voice low and husky he said, "As your maker," He paused trying not to smile. "I command you to bend over."
I gave him a quick smirk before turning around and bending over the arm of the sofa. In a flash my shorts were gone along with my panties, and a pair of pointy fangs were poking my ass.
It was a very light poke, not anywhere close to being strong enough to break my skin, the fangs were too weak. Edward was being very careful not to break them as he dragged them down to the back of my thighs. I wiggled my ass, his fangs scraping so lightly on my skin that I wanted more. His tongue joined the party and down he moved until he reached the back of my knee. He gently bit and sucked, the tip of his tongue working little circles just like the ones he used on my clit. And fuck, it was turning me on!
"Edward... Pl-"
"Silence!" He interrupted, giving me a sound smack on the ass. "Your master did not give you permission to speak."
I groaned instead, knowing that I was about to be teased, wanting it, and cursing it all at once. Of course he took his sweet time, dragging those fangs all over my body, turning me over, kissing and licking, and oh! The biting. Damn! I found it incredibly hot; I pictured him really biting me, drinking me. Fuck! I want him to do that again.
His lips at my breast, he looked up at me, pushing the fangs into my nipple. I shuddered, arching my back as he slipped a finger or two inside me. His thumb ran over my clit and his tongue... Oh his tongue... Flicking, sucking, flicking, sucking. Tongue, fangs, fingers, I fucking loved it. I writhed and grabbed his hair, pushing his face into my breasts. I looked down and his eyes met mine as he bit down hard enough to break the fangs. His eyes were suddenly pleading, his fingers working fast, he wanted me to come. There was a silent question, desperation in his stare, his teeth around my nipple giving the tiniest scrape and I gasped.
He wanted it too, wanted to bite me.
"Yes," I rasped. "Fuck, yes, please."
His thumb moved in an unheard of speed and I came. I barely felt the sting of Edward's teeth as they sliced, just a whisper of a sting as his venom sealed the cut he'd just made. I was too overcome by my orgasm, euphoric and shaking, I was sort of oblivious and undeniably fucking spent.
Afterward he started a fire and we lay side by side, gazing into the flames. I rolled and propped myself up on my elbow. "I really liked that."
"The fangs?" He raised an eyebrow.
"I liked the fangs too, but that's not what I was talking about."
"Oh, you mean..." His finger wandered to my nipple tracing his bite mark.
I shuddered and pushed out my chest and he leaned down to place a kiss on the barely visible scar.
"Yeah," I breathed. "I really liked that."
I thought back and shivered as I recalled his teeth breaking my skin. God that was hot! I sat up abruptly as I remembered myself thinking, I want him to do that again.
Edward sat up too, his expression concerned. "What's wrong?"
"Did I make you do that?" I scowled at the possibility that I couldn't control my awesome super power.
His eyes widened. "You wanted me to do that?"
"Yes," I whispered looking back at the fire, avoiding his stare.
"Bella..." He trailed off and started snickering.
I turned to glare at him. "What the hell is so funny?"
He saw my expression and stopped laughing. Smiling sweetly he started again. "It is an instinctual act for our kind. Certain... actions incite a very base reaction and we want to bite."
"Feeding and fucking?" I asked, feeling like an idiot because I was somehow just now figuring this out.
He nodded and continued explaining. "Lust, Bella, in all its forms makes us want to bite. Whether it is good old fashion lust for sex, or lust for blood, it makes our very basic nature take hold."
He kissed my forehead, his fingers trailing lightly around my nipple. "I wanted to mark you, taste you, I wanted to bite you."

"How can you be sure that I didn't make you?"
"The minds of those you manipulate become... empty as your will takes over. Now that I've witnessed and felt it for myself, I can tell." He looked so proud of himself. "You did not make me do it. That was all me, and I have to be honest and tell you how relieved I am that you liked it as much as you did. I was afraid you'd think I was some sort of deviant."
"Oh, you are a deviant." I teased. "But I like you that way. My little perv."
"Little?" He scoffed, grabbing my hand putting it in on his suddenly hard not-at-all little erection.
~O~
As I was watering my seeds, I noticed that the house became eerily quiet except for the occasional ping or vibration from what were likely cell phones. Seconds later the engine of Carlisle's Mercedes roared to life and pulled out of the garage, followed moments later by the Barbie Jeep. I zipped into the garage to find Alice and Jasper approaching Edward's Volvo.
I couldn't help but ask. "Where is everyone going?"
They eyed each other suspiciously and finally Alice sighed. "We're going to see a movie."
"Oh." I pouted, jealous at their ability to be in a room full of humans without trying to eat them. Lucky bastards!
They both smiled sadly at me as they slipped into the car. Jasper glanced back and winked at me before they drove away. What was that wink fo… Um... What was I thinking about?
Fucking Jemo.
My jealousy? Gone.
His signature 'mellow high' came over me in a mild wave and I sighed and giggled and snorted at nothing in particular.
I wandered into the living room and found Edward typing away on his laptop his feet up on the coffee table. I plopped down next to him and cuddled into his side, high, yet still slightly miffed at my current newborn exile from anything human.
"Everyone went to the movies." I may have pushed my face into his neck and huffed a little.
"I know. They are all quite excited to see the new Harry Potter film."
I removed my nose from his neck and slumped into the couch thinking about Harry Potter.
~O~
"Were you high when you came up with this?" Jasper asked.
"Yes." I answered, handing him his cane and stepping back. I nodded in approval; he made a stellar Lucius Malfoy complete with long blonde wig and black dress robes.
"This is all your fault," Rose pointed her finger at him and sneered. "Malfoy..."
He looked at her and laughed before saying. "Why, Snape, what's the matter? Has the Dark Lord got your panties in a twist?"
She scrunched her nose, the greasy black hair falling into her eyes. Raising her wand she shouted, "Avada Kedavra!"
"Severus, please..." Carlisle, err, I mean Dumbledore said, scratching at his beard. "At least you don't have to wear this ridiculous hat."
The silly pointed wizard's hat was a bright turquoise, matching his long flowing robe.
"I wanted to be Dumbledore," Emmett grumbled from the corner, adjusting his belt.
"I think you make a fine Hagrid," Carlisle replied winking at him.
"Ah shut up, yeh great prune," Emmett replied, quoting a passage where Hagrid spoke to Mr. Dursley in the book. I decided not to correct him, pleased that he was playing along at all. As a matter of fact I thought they were all taking this quite well. Since I didn't get to see the movie in the theater, I decided to bring Harry Potter here, making everyone dress like my favorite HP characters. I had come to learn that this family was a wee bit taken with J.K. Rowling's creation and no one was throwing a fit over this. And I suspect that everyone is under Jemo's stoner thrall, except for Alice.
"I think this is a good look for me," Esme mused. I whole-heartedly agreed. The Bellatrix Lestrange get-up was actually pretty hot… I may have ordered one for myself. The dress was black of course with a long skirt and tight leather corset top with long arm warmers that laced up the inside leaving just a hint of her shoulder bare.
She stepped away from the mirror she had been admiring herself in and suddenly she cackled wickedly, drawing her wand. "I killed Sirius Black!"
Carlisle hummed and adjusted his glasses "Dear, Bellatrix, who likes to play with her food before she eats it..."
The parrot flew into the room and said, "I must be the one to kill Harry Potter!"
"The fucking parrot gets to be Voldemort?" Carlisle huffed.
"Bloody Hell!" Alice screamed and charged into the room. Everyone bust out into laughter and Alice stomped her foot, three times. "A Weasley? You have got to be kidding me! I do not make a good red-head!"
"Ron Weasley? A Male? You've turned me into a badly dressed man! An ugly one at that. I can't believe you!" She turned toward me and pointed her wand in a menacing nature. "I thought you said this was a family affair." She gave me a pointed look.
I shrugged. "It is."
"Then who the hell is Edward supposed to be?" She shrieked.
"Cedric Diggory, of course."
She looked at Edward who had his hand over his mouth trying in vain to conceal his amusement. He composed himself and said, "At least she didn't make you wear any plaid. Right?"
Before she could respond, Jasper jumped in front of Edward and pointed his wand at his livid mate and cried, "Stupify!"
The emo-psuedo-Lucius blasted his mate with his version of a calming curse, which turned out to be a very mild high.
Carlisle grabbed his robe and curtsied before dancing a jig.
Alice's mouth hung open, her eyes a bit droopy. She sucked in a breath and growled ferociously. "No... Damn you. I was so close! That Doors shirt was mine! And now..."
She fell to her knees and began to sob.
All Jasper could say was, "Oops."
~O~
"Wha..." I couldn't believe what I had just heard.
"We're having a dinner party," Esme repeated nonchalantly, and I smiled at the notion of humans coming to this house for a meal. She went on to explain that she was on the Board of Directors for an organization that developed technology capable of harnessing power from natural resources like sun, wind, and water. The party being held here was for the sole purpose of getting donations, and my eating them would no doubt hamper their ability to write checks. She politely asked that I reside at the cottage while she played hostess to twenty-four human guests.
Twenty four twinkies... I drooled a little, imagining them all lined up like a buffet.
"Maybe you should take her somewhere... further away?" Carlisle asked looking over to Edward, whose eyes lit up.
"How would we get there?" Edward asked rubbing the back of his head before he turned to Jasper. "You think he'd do it?"
'Yes I do, he owes me a favor."
Edward took my hand and asked, "How would you feel about getting out of Alaska for a little while?"
That was how I found myself aboard a small jet, piloted by none other than George Carlin, and yes, he was a vampire.
When I asked how he became immortal he answered, "Fucking Jesus Christ, that pussy."
He growled and started speaking in a tone clearly meant to mock Jesus. "You're so talented George; it would be such a tragedy for the world to be without your raunchy jokes. Pfft. Selfish, perverted, mother-fucker. I was finally going to die! To be rid of this cock-sucking world that any idiot could tell that I completely despise, but nooooooo. Jesus just had to bite me. What an asshole."
He turned and shook a finger at me. "This just proves that he doesn't get my sense of humor at all. We're here, get out." he motioned toward the door.
I gave Edward a quizzical look, as we were flying about 10,000 above the Atlantic Ocean off the coast of Brazil. "We're not going to land?"
He laughed. "No, we're going to jump."
He took my hand, thanked George who flipped us off, and then lead me to the door.
I look through the window at the water below in sheer shock that we are about to jump out the fucking plane without a parachute I might add.
"Jump or I'll push your pansy asses out! Oh and tell Jasper to call me SOON." George mumbled something about getting high being the best thing to happen to him since finding Jesus.
At vampire speed, Edward grabbed me, opened the door and jumped. I screamed, I flailed around and when I heard Edward laugh from behind me, I turned my body mid-air and launched myself at him. I caught hold of his leg and pulled him to me. I was about to give him a piece of my mind when I realized that we were barreling toward the ocean below us. Yeah, I started to panic, shrieking once before Edward put his hands on my face and pulled me into a kiss. His lips descended upon mine hard and I clutched onto him, relaxing into our embrace and enjoyed the free fall.
That lasted about two seconds.
We plunged into the water and sank like two heavy ass vampires. My first reaction was to pull away and swim like hell but Edward held on tight. I opened my eyes and looked at him, his lopsided grin mocking me under the water. He pulled me closer and pushed the hair away from my face. In a delayed reaction I laughed at myself. What the hell had I been panicking about? We're vampires! We can't drown! We could totally make-out under the water right now!
So we did and it was awesome.
~O~
We swam to Isle Esme.
I liked Isle Esme. I liked it a lot.
A fucking exquisite beach, a house on said beach that has all the luxuries of home and gobs of alone time with Edward, naked and wet.
Paradise.
"How long can we stay here?" I stretched out, the soft sand beneath me conforming to the shape of my body. I inhale; everything smells so good here, the sun's heat intensifying the scents all around me. Edward smells especially good here, I have no desire to ever leave.
Running a finger around my belly button he replies, "As long as our food source allows."
Ug. Hunting. There were only so many wild animals on this island.
"At this rate, we've got about another three weeks here." Those naughty little fingers of his traveled down my stomach and between my legs, dipping his finger to find me wet. His head dropped to my chest, lips and tongue teasing my nipple.
"I want more," I whined and wiggled my bottom, arched my back and generally writhed around like a shameless hussy.
"Do you now?" He chuckled and slipped two fingers inside me while using the palm of his hand to put pressure of my clit. "I want more too. I want more time here with you, doing this."
He sucked on my nipples while his hand worked me with an intensity. "We might be able to stretch it out to six weeks..."
"Yeah? Oh! Oh... Please, yes. That sounds so good." I licked my lips and watched as he lavished my breasts with attention.
Trailing licks and gentle bites up my neck, Edward hummed against my skin and pulled back to look at me, his hands slowing against my sex. "All you have to do is hunt just a little less. Can you do that for me Bella?"
He applied more pressure with his hand, lazy circles of his palm on and around my clit. I knew he had asked me a question but I was too close to coming to really think about that. All I knew was that if I agreed to what he was saying that we could stay on this island longer and he might move his hand faster.
"Yes. Done. Faster, please."
He laughed loudly against my skin and his head appeared between my thighs. I screamed when his tongue took to my clit at an insane speed that spurred a sudden intense orgasm. He gripped my thighs and pinned me into the sand while he licked and sucked on my overly sensitive flesh.
With one last long lick he started kissing my inner thigh, working his way up my body until he kissed my lips.
"I love you," he whispered putting his forehead against mine.
"I love you too." I said watching him intently as he props himself up on his elbows and looks down at me. I loved watching him when he is above me like this. His eyes focused on me, his pure contentment and happiness radiating, the watering glistening on his skin that sparkled in the sunlight. Rays of sunshine beamed down on us, two shiny freaks, like disco balls on the beach.
I studied him, looked upon this sparkly creature in my arms and sighed. So beautiful... So Mine.
Inhale. He smells so good. Sweet and salty, totally lickible. His underlying scent was warm and thick in my senses. I purred.
Eyes closed, I revel in the feeling of hopeful delight in the here and now. There is a freedom here that feels new to me, where we can lay on a beach naked, all glimmering in our inhuman glory. God, this feels so good. So fucking good.
I wonder what would have happened if we had stayed in Alaska... Part of me wanted to stay, just to prove to everyone that I could control myself. I'm pretty sure I would have been fine. I think... Everything said and done, I decided not to push my luck and hell; I couldn't refuse an opportunity to get the hell away from the rest of the family and have alone time with Edward. Did I mention that he's naked?
Alice had clothes delivered before we arrived and I decided that we did not need them. Why bother? We would just rip them off each other anyway...
At the bottom of the box of clothes I found a journal from Esme. It was filled with blank pages, thick expensive paper and leather bound. I haven't used it yet but I think I will today.
Although my memories are starting to fade, I remember my life before Edward. I haven't forgotten my mother and all her flighty madness. The woman was crazy in ways both good and bad. I have no doubt that she loved me and I acknowledge that I used to hold resentment when it seemed that her priority was Phil. Now I can look at the situation from a completely different perspective, now that I have Edward in my life.
With my mother, we moved a lot, never stayed in one place long enough for me to form relationships and have friends. I was lonely. And then there was Charlie, my dad, a quiet man who showed his affection with shoulder nudges and gentile smiles. I was happy with Charlie to a certain degree, but I was never, ever as happy as I am now.
I look up at Edward who is smirking down at me.
"Are you having a moment?" He asked running a finger down my jaw, my neck and over my shoulder.
"No, just thinking." I sighed and touched his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles. He scrunched up his eyes in concentration and nodded, pouting a little as he tries unsuccessfully to read me.
I laughed at him and he in turn picked me up and launched me into the water. That little shit.
I didn't surface, staying below the water, I swam away from shore, pretty sure that he would chase me.
He did.
When he finally caught up me, we were well out of sight of the island. We circled each other, a mischievous gleam in his eye. The bastard was faster than me, catching my foot as I tried to swim away. Before I could blink, he had his arms secured around me, his lips upon my neck. "Will you tell me? What you were thinking about?"
I smooshed my face into his neck, licking the water off his skin. I nibbled a path to his lips and kissed him softly, twice before opening my mind to him. We were silent, me in my mental musings and memories, he in telepathy heaven. His arms tightened around me, his smile the widest I've ever seen.
I winked at him and he burst into laughter, snorting even. "You know... That is the sixth time you winked at me today."
I was about to argue but couldn't. He was right. Damn you Carlisle! Damn you to eye twitching hell! I gave a dramatic sigh and mock distress over my horrible eye lid affliction. I decided to embrace this and made my best attempt at winking at Edward seductively.
"You are such a tease," he leaned in and licked my eye. The fact that he got hard over that did not escape me.
"And you are such a perv." I leaned up, rubbing my closed eyes against his cheek. "And a freak too. My Shiny Freak."
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