Chapter 26 AVitD

Chapter 26~Loopholes and Sharing Something New

Bella took Carlisle’s hand and silently led him into their bedroom.  She bit on her lower lip; a habit that carried over from her human life.  She did not turn back towards him to avoid showing her excitement blended with a touch of nervousness.  When they entered the bedroom she left him standing alone at the end of their bed. 

“Bella?” he said in question.

“Shhhh, patience,” she responded in a sultry voice.

If his cock could get any harder, it would have torn a hole in his shorts.  Bella walked around Carlisle’s desk and brought out his Champlain arm chair.  She set it on the floor to his right.  His eyes followed her every move.

“Have a seat Carlisle.”

He swallowed back the venom that pooled in his mouth as her tongue caressed the letters of his name, especially the ‘r’ and first ‘l’.  He quickly followed her instructions as Bella walked into their closet.  She was only gone a moment when she returned with several of Carlisle’s silk scarves in hand.  She smiled deviously at the perplexed look on his face.

“You will ruin my fun and I will never get to finish the dare if you can’t stay sitting.” She explained as she began to restrain his upper arms to the back of the chair and his wrists and forearms to the intricate wooden arms.

“Bella, surely you don’t believe that silk will hold me in place?” Carlisle said with a small smirk.

Bella returned the twist of a grin.  “I don’t, but I do believe that if you rip even one of these scarves that I will stop the show, and you will become very familiar with the palm of your hand until our wedding night.” She finished with a swift kiss to his lips.

Carlisle’s jaw dropped at the insinuation that Bella would cut him off for four months, seventeen days and three hours. 

She wouldn’t he thought as she started a fire.  Bella was bent over with her ass perfectly centered right in front of him.  She turned to look over her shoulder and he saw the burning in her eyes as she smiled sensuously.  Yes, she would.

Bella righted herself before heading to the walk-in once more and emerging with a large garment bag.  She walked into the washroom and left Carlisle tied to the chair with only the sound of the crackling fire to keep him company.  He shifted in the chair to try and alleviate some of the pressure against his swollen manhood.  He had been rock hard since Bella showed him the truth or dare card and his discomfort had not let up one iota.

The door to the washroom opened just enough for Bella’s hand to protrude with the iHome remote between her fingers.  The slight scent of leather wafted to Carlisle’s nose causing a gentle growl to build in his chest.  Soon the sultry sounds of Christina Aguilera filled the room followed by the long drawn out sounds of several brass instruments accompanied by a brush sweeping along the skin of a base drum. 

‘Come here big boy
Ahh, mmmhmm, yeah

You've been a bad bad boy
I'm gonna take my time, so enjoy’

All rational thought drained from Carlisle’s expansive brain as Bella stepped into their room. 

“Sweet baby Jesus,”he hissed under his breath.

Bella was dressed for sin in head to toe leather.  Her half jacket covered the studded and zippered strapless corset which led into the pleated micro skirt that barely concealed the swell of her ass.  The only skin that was on display for Carlisle’s ravenous gaze was the three and one-eighth inches exposed between the bottom of her skirt and the top of her thigh high leather boots.  The term ‘fuck-me’ suited them perfectly.  They had four inch heels and laced all the way up the back of her shapely legs.  The growl that had been gently simmering in his chest broke free.  The sound of his desire echoed in the room.

Bella smiled as she pulled her hair free of the loose bun it had been in.  The soft chocolate waves brushed against the leather; combining their scents.  Carlisle’s long fingers wrapped around the ends of the chair arms as he attempted to control his natural urge to claim his mate.

‘There's no need to feel no shame
Relax and sip upon my champagne
'Cause I wanna give you a little taste
Of the sugar below my waist, you nasty boy’

She reached up to the top of her jacket and slowly led the zipper down to its end.  Each tooth releasing its counterpart was like a doomsday clock in Carlisle’s hyper sensitive ears.  But before opening the flaps she turned her back to Carlisle; denying him the view he had been promised.  A whimper slipped from between his lips making Bella’s nipples harden against the smooth leather.  She turned her head to look over her shoulder as she shrugged the jacket down her naked arms letting it slowly slip to her fingertips before falling to the ground.  The sound of the silk scarves crying under their strain caused Bella to freeze.  Carlisle realized that he was pulling them to their breaking point and had to force himself to relax back into the chair.

Bella nodded in approval and began to sway her hips to the music while it continued to play.  It may have been a song of seduction but it was quickly becoming the background music to Carlisle’s demise.  She leaned into the hearth as she dipped down just enough to show the round curve of her sumptuous buttocks.  Carlisle licked his lips; wanting nothing more than to sink his teeth into the tender flesh—well, tender to him.

‘I'll give you some oh-la-la
Voulez vous coucher avec moi?
I got you breaking into a sweat
Got you hot, bothered, and wet
You nasty boy

Nasty naughty boy’

She stood upright, turning in Carlisle’s direction.  She began to stride towards him.  Her hips shifted seductively with each step.  Bella’s hands drifted down to the side of the skirt to pull at the bindings that kept it in place.  Without further ado, the skirt joined the jacket as Carlisle sucked in an unnecessary breath.  With the skirt gone, he could see that Bella was wearing a leather thong that tied up on each hip. 

She turned slowly in time with the music to show how her ass was plump and naked.  She turned around once more and appreciated how his eyes were as black as night.  This may have concerned her as a human, but now it had the same effect as a red cape being waved in front of a bull.  She wanted him just as badly, and she worried that she would not be able to hold out much longer.  Her juices flowed to soak the scrap of leather at the apex of her thighs. 

‘Oh baby for all it's worth
I swear I'll be the first to blow your mind
Now if you're ready, come and get me
I'll give you that hot, sweet, sexy loving (loving)’

She strode up to him and dropped to her knees in one fluid motion.  Carlisle growled again making the windows rattle as the sweet smell of the soaking wet leather at her center permeated the entire room.  She ripped his shirt open causing the buttons to fly across the room.  His shorts were nothing more than shredded parcels of fabric as she released his swollen shaft.  It wept at the sight of her, and she could not control the desire to have him in her mouth.  Bella swallowed him instantly until his tender head hit the back of her throat.

“Ahhh Bella!  You are killing me!” he called out as her mouth stroked him over and over.

The strands of silk began to protest—not being missed by Bella’s keen hearing.  She stopped.

“Oh no!  Bella baby, please don’t stop!  I’ll be good!  I swear I’ll be good!” he cried out.

Bella had to fight the giggle that was threatening to erupt.  She had never had this kind of power over Carlisle, and to hear him beg her that way made her forget her own desire momentarily. 

She continued her ministrations.  Her venom dampened his beautiful cock as she sucked it into her mouth repeatedly.  On each upstroke she pressed her tongue flat against his frenulum, making Carlisle moan loudly.  His head tipped back; his mind lost in the sensations.

‘Hush now, don't say a word
I'm gonna give you what you deserve
Now you better give me a little taste
Put your icing on my cake
You nasty boy’

Bella slipped her fingers into the leather thong and dipped them into her core.  Carlisle’s head shot upright with wide open eyes.  He could not see it, but he heard as her fingers slipped into the very place that he wanted to be at that moment.  However, he was incapable of complaining as her mouth continued to work him over.  The world could have ended at that moment and he wouldn’t have noticed. 

Her mouth—her teeth—her tongue, they operated together to bring him to a place of exquisite pleasure.  Bella could feel his release was near, so she quickly stood releasing his wanting member into the cooler air of the room.

“Wha…” he began to object, but was silenced as Bella stuck her dripping fingers into his mouth. 

The taste of her honey nearly made him cum, yet again she was gone from him all too soon.  She stepped back and reached for the ties at the top of her boots and Carlisle whimpered in dismay.

“Bella baby, please… leave the boots on?”

She quirked her head to the side in question. “Really?”

He nodded quickly looking much more like his physical age of twenty-three.  Bella shrugged, and instead went to the zipper at the center of her cleavage and began to slowly pull downward.  Carlisle sat and stared with the eyes of a starving man as each click of the teeth revealed a little more of her smooth alabaster skin.  The corset found its place in the growing pile of leather, leaving Bella naked except for her thong and boots.

‘Oh no, oh there I go again
I need a spanking, 'cause I've been bad’

Bella slapped her ass on the word ‘spanking’, and in a millisecond, she heard the wood of the chair as it splintered under Carlisle’s iron grip.  She saw the annihilated arms and back of the chair fall to the ground as Carlisle had her in his arms; silk scarves intact and still wrapped around his biceps and wrists.

“Carlisle.” She growled in warning.

“Loophole.” He smiled. “You never said I couldn’t break the chair, just the scarves.”

Bella’s retort was silenced as his tongue attacked hers full force.  It was her turn to moan as he pressed his titanium rod against the leather at her heated center.

Carlisle released her mouth as he tossed her to the bed, “I’m hungry.”

He lowered his mouth to the apex of her thighs and licked the wet leather before pulling at the strings to open up his most sought after prize.  Before the scrap of hide fell to the floor his mouth and tongue were delving deep into Bella’s secret garden.

She screamed in rapture as he forced his tongue in between her silken folds.  His nose pressed against her swollen bundle of nerves as it peaked out from its hiding spot.  Bella moaned and writhed on the bed as she felt her climax begin to reach its peak but then he was gone.

Carlisle had her in his arms and pressed against the outer wall of the room a second later as he entered her. 

“Yes!” she moaned as each glorious inch of him filled her completely.

All Carlisle could do was growl.  The animal inside was unleashed, and he would not be denied.  Plaster and sheetrock crumpled around them as he drove into her harder and harder with each subsequent thrust.  Her nails scratched the impermeable skin of his back.  His hands grabbed and pinched at her ass.  Pushing with everything he had he penetrated her deeper.  Her juices poured out of her as her inner walls quivered around his dick.

“More!  Harder!” Bella screamed, needing him so desperately.

Two pairs of onyx eyes bore into each other, willing their bodies to merge into one.  He pressed into her with all the strength he had until Bella felt the night air tickling her back.  She met his every thrust, slamming her pelvis down onto his.  Her heels dug into his lower back.  Their moans turned to growls and hissing as Bella leaned her head away from his.  Turning her head, she exposed his mark on her neck.

“Now Carlisle!” she screamed, and without hesitation he sunk his teeth into her marble skin.

Cries of pleasure exploded from her and echoed off the trees surrounding their property as her body found the release it had been pleading for.  Bella’s neck muffled Carlisle as he screamed out his mutual pleasure as he pistoned into her tightened walls and shot his cum deep within her.  Ribbons of his very essence coated her inner sanctum while his venom once more coursed through her body. 

He licked her wound closed as she looked up at the stars overhead.   He continued to lave it even after it was healed.  It was his way to apologize for the pain he knew it caused her.  Bella purred in contentment as her body continued to contract with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

They lay in each other’s embrace with the night air lapping at their skin.

“What a beautiful night,” Bella said in a blissed out voice.

“You make every night beautiful.  No star can hold a candle to the beauty I hold in my arms,” Carlisle whispered into her ear.

His words left her speechless so she kissed him instead.  It did not escape her attention that they had literally fucked their way through a wall.  She giggled against his lips.

Carlisle pulled away with a perplexed look on his face, “What is so amusing, My Bella?”

She laughed out loud now. “Even in my worst newborn moment, I never took out a wall ‘Mr. The Epitome of Self-Control’,” she teased.

He smiled down at the way her smile lit up her whole face. “What can I say?  You bring out the animal in me.”

“Mmmm, speaking of animals…”

Carlisle knew a good hunt was better than a post coital cigarette for a human.  He looked into her burnt orange eyes.  “Would you like to go for a late night hunt Isabella?” he asked as he licked over his renewed mark on her neck once more.

“Oh, that feels soooo good.” She writhed beneath him. “But my throat is starting to burn.”

Carlisle dragged his tongue up over her chin and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips. “Then we shall hunt.  We have forever to continue this,” he added smiling.

He stood up pulling Bella with him; old habits die hard.  She looked at the gaping hole in their bedroom with an exaggerated frown.

“What do we do about this?” she asked gesturing to the exposed mortar and beams.

Carlisle’s phone began to vibrate, and he stepped into the room to quickly snatch it up.

“Alice,” they said in unison.

“Hello, Alice,” he said as he slid the phone open. “Mmm hmm.  Alright, I will let her know.”

Bella had slinked into the washroom to clean the plaster lath and grass from her hair.  She walked back into the room to a smiling Carlisle.  His beauty never failed to stun her.  He was an angel put on this earth for her.  He watched as her eyes caressed him and smiled at the pure love that radiated off of her.

“My love, you should get dressed.  The others are on their way back to begin construction on the new deck and sun room.” He gave her an all knowing smirk.

“How did you…?  Alice.” She huffed. “Do you mind if we add a deck off of the room?” she asked a little hesitantly.

Carlisle had her wrapped in his marble arms a second later. “Whatever makes you happy—makes me happy sweetheart.”

She looked into his honey colored eyes and smiled serenely. “Really?”

“Absolutely,” he assured her, “now get dressed quickly.”

He gave her a quick swat on her hind quarters and she squealed as she scurried into the closet to grab something to wear.  Carlisle went to throw the remnants of his desk chair into the fire, remembering with perfect recall the events leading up to its destruction.  He found the leather thong Bella had been wearing and brought it up to his face to inhale the enticing perfume that still lingered.  He did not realize till he heard the gasp of horror that Emmett was the first to arrive home.

“Oh my God!  My eyes!  I’m blind!  I’m scarred for life!  Rosie baby, get the bleach!  I just saw our dad’s naked ass!”

Bella, having heard all this, came out of the closet after slipping on a t-shirt and denim shorts, to find Emmett feeling around like a blind man with his eyes locked shut.  She burst out into a fit of laughter as the others broke through the edge of the woods.  Carlisle shook his head in exasperation before heading into the closet to throw on a pair of cargo shorts and a polo.

Emmett was still stumbling around when the others stepped through the new ‘door’.

“Jeez Bella!” Rosalie called out admiring the damage, “At least you didn’t take down the whole wall.”

“Don’t look at me! That was all Carlisle’s doing,” she responded with her hands up in defense.

Jasper was taking in the jagged edges of brick and mortar nodding in approval.  Alice stood back with a knowing smirk on her face.

“See, I told you we were going to need ‘all that stuff’,” she expressed with air quotes as she spoke directly to Emmett who had yet to open his eyes.

Carlisle, now fully clothed, joined the others. “Open your eyes for Pete’s sake, Emmett.  Everyone is decent,” he chastised as he looped his arms around Bella’s shoulders before kissing her on the temple.

Emmett slowed peaked one eye open and the other soon followed when he had ascertained that he would not be greeted by any more nakedness.

“Damn, Carlisle.  That is just not cool.  You know that once you have seen something it can’t be undone.  I am going to carry that for eternity,” Emmett berated as he shivered with the obvious flashback.

Everyone laughed out loud.

“You don’t have a leg to stand on, son.  There is not a member of this family who hasn’t seen your hind end at least a time or two,” Carlisle retorted.

Everyone but Rosalie shivered this time.

“Come, my love.  Let’s go see what we can scare up in the woods this time of night.” Carlisle released Bella only to take hold of her hand.

“Have fun you two.  We will see you in the morning!” Rosalie called out as she pulled her hair into a quick ponytail to start the work on the new addition.

“Thanks guys!” Bella’s voice trailed behind her as she and Carlisle sprinted into the forest.

It was pitch black as they ran deeper into the thick of the woods.  The light of the moon and stars could not penetrate through the layers of flora.  It made no difference to them, since they could see as if it was a clear sunny day.  Bella felt giddy as she and Carlisle raced through the darkness; their fingers laced together.  Carlisle looked to his left to take in the beauty that was his Bella.  Each and every day he sent a prayer of thanks to God for allowing him to have her in his life.

Bella’s eyes met his, and she smiled as she looked on him with such adoration.  She loved him more than life itself, and she would strive every day to make sure that he knew it.

They ran for a while longer until they came across the spicy scent of a bear.  From the sound of it, there was only one.  Bella was thirsty, but she knew she could wait.  After all, she had hunted hours earlier with Jasper and Emmett.  Carlisle had an idea.  He knew it could be dangerous, but he really wanted this and believed that Bella could handle it.

“Bella, would you like to share a meal with me?” he asked.

Bella stopped short.  The shock clearly written on her face was replaced by anxiety then fear.  She shook her head rapidly from side to side as she stepped back in reflex.

“I don’t want to hurt you.  I might…I might attack you.  Jasper said it was dangerous to be too close to me when I hunt,” she stuttered out.

Carlisle smiled at her reassuringly. “I don’t believe that you will hurt me, My Bella.  You have shown great control these last few weeks, and you are not starving right now, are you?”

Bella shook her head but slower this time.

“And if you didn’t hunt right now, you would still be fine, correct?”

Bella nodded just as slow.

Carlisle went on, “And if it is my kill that I am offering to you, then you have nothing to protect, wouldn’t you agree?”

Bella thought on this for a minute before nodding even slower.

Carlisle pulled her into his protective embrace.  He kissed her forehead, her eyes and nose then finally her lips.

“This is something that would give me great pleasure to share with you,” he whispered.

His breath ghosted over her lips, causing her to forget what he was talking about as she became drunk on his scent.  She wanted Carlisle to be happy and would gladly give him anything he wanted, but this—this could kill him.

Sensing her reluctance he kissed her softly trailing his lips to her ears. “Trust me, My Bella.  You will not hurt me.”

His whisper held the hint of his dominance in those last five words, and she knew right then and there that no matter what, she would not hurt him.  She nodded in acceptance, and he released his hold on her.  He reached for her left hand and kissed her forth finger above his ring.

“Come.  I will take the bear down and begin to drink.  Then you will join me.”

Bella nodded once more, seemingly incapable of finding her voice. 

Carlisle released her hand as soon as the bear was in sight.  She felt her natural instinct pull her towards the bear, but she dug down deep to a stronger desire—a desire to please Carlisle and to keep him safe.  That is what she focused on as Carlisle showed his trust in her and turned his back on his newborn mate.  He wouldn’t let her know it, but he was a little nervous that Bella might attack him.  But he buried that down and focused on what he planned to do.

He paced towards the sleeping bear, and when there were merely fifty feet between him and the beast, he leapt and landed directly behind it.  He snapped the bear’s neck before it ever knew he was there. 

Bella panted as she fought her inner battle to take the animal away from Carlisle.  Her hands clenched and released repeatedly in an attempt to calm herself.  She found it easier once the heart had stopped beating; thankful for Carlisle’s quick and humane practice.  She watched as his teeth sunk into the skin.  The smell of its delicious blood wafted on the breeze eliciting a slight growl from within her. 

Carlisle never lost himself in the kill like many others of their kind did, so he was fully aware of every move Bella made.  He watched as she stiffened in her stance and seemed at war with herself.  As he drank from the bear, he motioned for Bella to join him.  She approached slowly; her gait was rigid and tense.  She slowly knelt down across from Carlisle with the bear in between them.  This was the closest she had been to any of them during a meal.  The blood called to her, but she could not bring herself to unclench her jaw.  She did not trust herself not to attack Carlisle instead of the bear.

Carlisle released his hold on the bear.  Blood glazed his perfect lips as he commanded, “Drink Isabella.”

He returned to his meal, never releasing her from his stare.  Bella leaned in over the bear and bit into the flesh near its leg.  The blood poured into her mouth and down her waiting throat.  Her eyes closed as her body relaxed under the healing power of the heated elixir.  Carlisle smiled as he continued to drink from the massive animal.  Bella felt his eyes on her and opened hers to see his gaze burning back. 

Having finished drinking his fill, Carlisle slowly made his way around the bear to sit beside Bella while she finished off what was left.  He resisted licking his lips, knowing full well that some blood remained on them.  He reached towards Bella as she kept a steady watch, wondering what he was doing.  Then she felt it—his touch.  She stiffened for a moment, but then let go as Carlisle’s fingers brushed over her hair.  He stroked her gently as she drank more of the blood.  It was an amazingly complex blend of feelings.  She had never combined the satisfaction of feeding along with the security of Carlisle’s love.  It was spell-binding.  She could feel her need for him grow to that which was far beyond her need for the blood. 

She pulled away even though there was still more to take.   Her gaze never left him as she noticed the blood still moist on Carlisle’s lips.  She reached for his shoulder as she straddled his waist and ran her tongue over Carlisle’s open mouth to taste the fusion that was distinctly him blended with the blood.  It was a heady combination, luring her in to deepen the kiss as she tried to draw out every last drop of the concoction.  Carlisle encouraged her as she began to rub up against his solid erection.  His hands grabbed her ass as she rode him slowly over their clothes.  Their tongues danced between their mouths as he too savored the disarming amalgamation of Bella’s taste mixed with the blood she had been drinking.

Their breathing picked up till they were both panting with need.  Carlisle could feel Bella’s desire as if it was an aura around her.  He made quick work of their clothes, stripping them both down to nothing.  He tossed them aside and was hovering over his own personal woodland goddess a moment later.  The nearby creatures of the night had been silent, but something in the air brought them back to life as their sounds became the symphony to which he would have her by.  His hands caressed and touch every inch of Bella while his lips, having finally parted from hers, paid homage to her flawless skin.  Her body hummed with need until she could wait no more.

“Carlisle, make love to me,” She pleaded.

“I could find no greater joy,” he whispered against her ear as he sunk his manhood deep within her, effectively joining their bodies as they were meant to be.

“Ahhh,” Bella moaned in delight as her body surrendered to its other half.

They moved together in perfect synchronization.  Carlisle gazed down at Bella as her now slightly more golden eyes stared back at him.  He did not need a gift to know that no one could ever love him as much as she did.  He could feel it.  He could taste it.  He could hear it in everything that she did. 

Bella shifted her hips up to meet Carlisle’s; not to urge him to go faster, but to make sure that on each and every thrust that they were connected as deeply as their bodies would allow.  His venom had always run through her, but now he also had her venom in him.  Through sharing the blood of the bear, her venom mixed in and he felt it as he drank.  They were now as close as any two vampires could be.  She was as much a part of him as he was in her.  Carlisle knew it—he could feel it as he made love to her now.  He was nearly overpowered by this awareness.

He felt the coil tighten deep within his belly, but refused to cum without her.  He pressed his pelvic bone down onto her sensitive clit and whispered so soft that it was nearly impossible for Bella to hear.

“Cum with me, Isabella.”

She pushed up against him and felt her body give Carlisle exactly what he desired.  Their eyes locked as they hit their precipice together.  His hot seed mixed with her tonic as he swelled within her tightening walls.   They stopped breathing as their orgasm seemed to reach its pinnacle over and over.  It would not stop.  Carlisle did not move.  He stayed seated deep inside of Bella as their consecutive climaxes set every synapsis on fire.  The muscles throughout their bodies contracted with complete and total rapture for over twenty minutes until finally the waves of ecstasy began to ebb.

Carlisle stayed where he was as he drank in the blissful look on Bella’s face.  She stared back at him trying to find the words, but was at an epic fail.

“My Bella, are you alright?” he asked, after several minutes of silence he became concerned over her lack of communication.

Her eyes widened in shock.  Then she smiled brightly up at the beautiful sex god who was still entwined with her.

“Can we do that again?”

A/N
Lyrics for ‘Nasty, Naughty Boy’ by Christina Aguilera

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the world of Twilight and all that is contained therein.  I am just borrowing her characters for a little while.