Peace & love,
Nickey
Chapter 27
Like clockwork, as soon as Bella drained the last of
the viscous fluid from the animal, Carlisle was on top of her. He stripped her of her clothes as his lips
ravaged her. She moaned into his open
mouth as she tasted the fresh blood on his demanding tongue.
Clothing was scattered about the forest floor as
Carlisle lifted Bella pressing her into the side of an ancient spruce. The tree groaned with the force but held its
place.
“My Bella.” Carlisle whispered across his mark on
her neck.
Bella was aching with need; whimpering at the sound
of her name on his lips.
“Carlisle.” She pleaded.
She didn’t need to
tell him what she wanted. It was exactly
what he wanted. He locked his gaze with
hers and lowered her hips as he impaled her with his swollen manhood.
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