1 comments/ 7648 views/ 2 favorites Forbidden Desire By: Hex Witch Magiere sat in the library, milling over a few books. However long she looked at the words, her mind just wasn't on them. Thoughts of the elven ranger a few tables over kept her from concentrating. She wondered if he had the same thoughts she did. She closed her eyes and all she could see was him. To most he was quiet and very private, but to her...she knew another side of him. She could see him standing before her, his chest bare, waiting for her touch. His hair, sandy brown and he smelled like the trees he called home. She remembered what it was like to be underneath him as they made love, the passion they had shared. She had to bite her lip to keep the vision under control and had to remind herself that those days had passed. She opened her eyes to look at him and fixed on an empty seat. She frowned in disapointment. Her Her good mood all but disappeared with him and she got up, thumping her book closed. A few people turned and looked but no one said anything. They knew Magiere enough to know her mood and this wasn't one to question. Her chair squeaked against the hardwood floor as she stood up and went to her office. She tried not to slam the door behind her least her now foul mood took hold of her. Over and over in her head she told herself she shouldn't feel this way. She stood at her desk and shuffled through a few papers, pushing some aside. Her mind just wasn't on them and she braced her fists against the table taking a deep breath. "Something bothering you Mags?" His voice came from behind her and she whipped around a bit startled. He looked so relaxed with his arms crossed across his chest, leaning against the wall by the door. "Tyris, I didn't hear you come in." "You never do." Magiere cast her eyes down. If she looked at him he'd be able to read her and they'd been through enough. "What are you doing here?" "You want me to leave?" "No..I.." She looked up and he was standing inches in front of her. Silently he'd closed the distance between them. Her heart fluttered in her chest and she did her best to calm it. She couldn't avoid looking him in the eye. The deep brown pools pulled her in and held her there. The attraction was tangible, swirling around them. Her body burned with desire for him while her mind told her she couldn't act on it. He was no longer hers. Magiere looked deep into his eyes and saw they mirrored her own. He was fighting it as well. "Ty..." breathlessly she whispered his name. So much was said in that one simple breath. Tyris leaned forward, his face so close to hers she could feel his breath upon her. "Magiere, you know if I kiss you I won't want to stop." "I know." He easily lifted her onto the edge of the desk and pressed against her. They were like cats, circling each other, waiting for someone to make a move. Neither wanting to take the first step, knowing where it could lead. "We can't go through this again." Their breath mixed together, both in a heated state. "Ty?" "Yes?" "Shut up and kiss me." She pulled him to her as he captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Feverishly they devoured one another, tasting, touching. His hands roamed across her back. They held on to each other as sparks flew between them. Her body came alive, begging for more of him. A groan escaped him, he'd thought this moment wouldn't come again. Before she could react he released the buttons on her shirt, cupping one heavy breast in his hand. His finger flicked across her nipple. She pulled back, breaking the kiss and gasped in pleasure as they hardened to pink buds. "Magiere?" He paused in his movements, studying her face. "Do you want this? You had best stop me now because after this moment...there's no going back." She stared deep into his eyes. "Yes I want this, more than anything." It didn't matter what tomorrow brought. All that mattered was the two of them, in this moment and what they desired the most was each other. Nothing stood in-between his touch and her luscious breasts. Kisses trailed down her neck and across her shoulder sending shivers through her. His lips rest upon her nipple, his tongue flicking out tormenting. Her hands weaved through his hair, holding him close to her. Her head fell back as her body burned with wanton abandon. He couldn't hide his lust as he pressed himself between her legs. It only served to send her desire higher. She grabbed his head between her hands and brought him up for a deep kiss. Like a starving woman she couldn't get enough. Her fingers made quick work of his shirt, stripping it from his shoulders. With a shimmy he slipped out of it and tossed it aside. The kiss never broke as she trailed her nails across his now bare flesh. A quiet moan escaped her as the kiss broke. She pushed him back a bit with a wicked grin. Tyris stared at her curiously for a moment until he realized what she was up to. She bent over and kissed down his toned stomach. When she came back up she dangled her pants on a single finger in front of him. She bit her lip as she tossed them aside, lust burning in her eyes. Magiere stood before him in her naked glory. He cocked a grin at her and stepped closer, their naked chests pressing together. His hands gently caressed down her sides. She shivered at the feeling. When his hands found the roundness of her buttock he cupped his hands around her and gave a squeeze, pulling her ever closer. Again their lips found each other and he lifted her up around him. She wrapped her legs around his hips as he placed her back on the edge of the desk. She whimpered as he broke away and took a step back from her. "Fair play my dear." He gave her a devilish grin and unbuckled his pants. Slowly he slid them down his legs. Magiere looked ready to pounce but kept her seat, drinking him all in. He was obviously as ready as she was. His hard cock jutted forward towards her and she reached out, taking him in her hand. Tyris sucked in a sharp breath getting even harder as she squeezed him and pulled him closer. His hands caressed from her knee to her inner thigh with a feather light touch, teasing just out of reach of her sex. So wet and hot he could feel it as he pushed her thighs apart. With a tug she guided him against her steamy entrance. "God Mags, I want you so bad..." He was breathless and could barely keep from burying himself into her, taking what he wanted. His whole body shook with an almost painful need for her. "Then take me Ty...we both want it." "Are you sure?" His voice cracked, obviously it hurt him to ask with the fear she'd say no. In responds she brought her silken strong legs up around his hips, locking her feet behind his back. He groaned as he felt the head of his cock push just slightly into her. His control laid in her hands and he struggled to keep it. With a quick thrust of her hips it was lost. Magiere cried out as Tyris slammed forward, stretching and filling her to the hilt. Her arms and legs wrapped around him taking him in a spiders grip. Her cry died down to mewing as he found his rhythm. Ecstasy washed over her face, her head thrown back as she rode against him. Her nails dug into his tanned flesh, holding on and pulling him closer, deeper. His rough hands held her hips as his lips found the swell of her breast. Tiny nips led him down to a rosy perked nipple and he captured it. His lips tormented the bud just as his swollen member tormented her sweet slick depths. "Tyris..." The urgency in her voice as she breathed her name drove him on, heightening his own need to bury himself deep within her and fill her with his seed, claiming her as his own. Harder and harder he thrust within her, moving the table beneath them. She growled loudly, pulling her nails across his back. She gave no warning as she leaned forward and bit harshly into his shoulder, drowning out her own scream. Tyris gasped, pain mixed with pleasure at her bite causing him to grasp her tightly. His moan was nearly drowned by her screams of lust. He arched back as her succulent lips found their way down his hardened chest. He was unrelenting in his thrusts, his passion mounting with each one. She gripped him so tightly within her he thought he burst just from the pleasure of it. She seemed to be everywhere at once, touching, licking, devouring. His rhythm skipped a beat, pausing before he could lose his seed before he was ready. His voice shook as he looked down at her. "Oh god Mags..." Her hands found his hard ass and with a quick shift she pulled him forward, burying him to the hilt within her. She tossed her head back with a primal scream as he filled her, an explosion hitting her hard, rocking her body. Her release was more than he could take and with a final thrust he grunted, exploding inside her in a hot stream. Her head came to rest upon his shoulder as they rode through the last of the tremors. Neither wanted the moment to end, afraid of what else was to come. The only sound in the room was their heavy breathing as they clung to one another. "Magiere?" His chest rumbled beneath her ear as he spoke. She lifted her face, staring into his eyes, searching for something, anything to make this not a dream. "Magiere, I told you there was no going back." He gently touched his lips to hers and they started all over again. Forbidden Desire Please comment and let me know what you think of this new series. Thank you, kitten2010 ********** Maddox had never wanted to take over for his father as the Warlord of the Weylin province, but the gods didn't seem to care what he wanted. There were parts that he enjoyed, such as training and proving himself as a warrior. And of course being the only vampire in the world with the ability to change into a wolf wasn't bad either. However, Maddox did not enjoy events such as the one he would soon be attending. Fergus, the Warlord from the neighboring, Barra province, had invited everyone who was important to view his latest purchase. But, he had to go for diplomacy's sake. As Maddox strode through the stone hallway, maids and slaves couldn't keep their eyes off of him. Maddox was around six feet and seven inches tall, with broad intimidating shoulders, shoulder-length auburn hair, and a clean-shaven face that seemed to be carved out of stone, except for soft expressive brown eyes. He felt naked without his weapons, but it would have been construed as a threat if he were to go into Fergus's chambers with a sword. When he entered, servants were laying out a lavish lunch of bread, cheese, sweet and savory meats, and several exotic fruits, along with wine. Fergus sat in an ornate chair. The man was tall, but serpentine in appearance with a pointed nose, thin eyes with a yellowish tinge to the iris, a thin mouth, and twitchy mannerisms. "Maddox! Wonderful to see you!" he bellowed. He turned to a servant that was arranging grapes in a bowl and snapped, "Fetch my new slave." Maddox took his seat at the table and quietly thanked the female servant that poured his wine. A servant returned and handed a black leather leash to Fergus. Attached to the leash was possibly the most beautiful slave Maddox had ever seen. He was barely more than a boy, with the blackest hair Maddox had ever seen that hung low over his eyes, but spiked in the back. Snakebite piercings sparkled on his pretty mouth. A black leather collar studded with silver was around a thin, delicious neck. His chest was smooth and hairless. Each nipple was decorated by a silver hoop. His stomach looked soft and his navel was pierced as well. He was clothed in tight black leather pants that showed a bulge in his crotch and a nice ass. The boy shyly scurried to kneel at Fergus's side. "Lovely, isn't he? Just turned eighteen yesterday," Fergus commented as he piled savory meat and cheese on a bread roll and stuffed it into his mouth. Maddox nodded. Normally, he preferred females, but occasionally he indulged in a male, and this slave was just his type. "He cost me quite a lot. Five thousand gold bars. But when I saw him, and learned that he is completely virginal..." Fergus laughed nastily, food spraying from his mouth. "Now, how could I resist that!" Maddox felt his cock stir in his trousers. The boy had been completely untouched. Not only was he a virgin sexually, but also no vampire had ever tasted him. "What is he called?" Fergus gestured to the boy because his mouth was full of bread. The boy did not reply, though, and instead nervously sucked one of his lip piercings into his mouth. Fergus swallowed hard and backhanded the boy. The boy whimpered. "Answer him, bitch," Fergus hissed. "Aidan," the boy whispered. "I am called Aidan." When he spoke, Maddox caught a glimpse of a silver and felt his cock swell and harden even more. He wondered if there was any way that he could have the slave for himself, but he knew it was pointless. Fergus was looking forward to deflowering the boy and there would be no way to persuade him not to do it. Fergus nodded. "I will savor you," he said huskily. Maddox glowered. Fergus turned to address him. "Normally I would fuck him in front of everyone, but this one I think will be a private affair." Maddox was glad that he would not have to watch the event. *** Aidan trembled as he was bathed and shaved for the night. The two female slaves arranged his hair in the way that pleased Master the most. He didn't want that man inside him. He knew it would hurt and he was scared. Aidan was born and raised for this, but he had always fantasized that it would be a strong, beautiful man that would be his master...like that man, Maddox. Aidan felt guilty for wanting him, but it wasn't something he could control. He had a desire to taste that man, to touch him in ways he'd only imagined. He was completely nude, and shone with lavender scented oil, as the women led him to his fate. "It won't hurt so bad," one reassured him. "It will be over before you know it," the other added. "Just picture something nice." "Like the most beautiful place you've ever seen." "Or the most delicious meal you've ever eaten." Or Maddox, Aidan thought. The room was full of several people, there to witness the corruption of his innocence. Master rose and spoke in a booming voice and the crowd was silent. "Thank you, for coming to witness my first enjoyment of my new slave. Be assured that after the activities, my other lovely slaves will be available." The crowd cheered and the noise doubled when two identical, seductive slave girls clothed in nothing but shimmering golden coins led the nude Aidan to Fergus's side. Aidan felt his palms sweat and he looked around for Maddox. Somehow he would just feel better if he could see the beautiful warrior. Master grinned and reached down to grab Aidan's penis. Aidan squeaked in surprise, but had the good sense not to bolt. "Look, he's shy," Master joked and the crowd laughed. Master started to massage him, attempting to make him hard. Aidan tried to think of something pleasant, when finally he saw Maddox's hard face. He looked at the man's strong arms and felt himself start to react. His penis grew to its full five inches and the crowd began to cheer. "Masturbate for us," Master instructed. Aidan felt himself go pale. How could he? In front of so many people? He didn't move, just looked around desperately. Master chuckled. "Well," he said. "Looks like my friends will get more entertainment than they bargained for. Fetch my whips!" Aidan trembled. He was stupid to have hesitated. *** Maddox struggled to watch and not rush to the boy's defense, but somehow he managed to restrain. Fergus had the boy kneel on hands and knees and instructed him not to move. He began delivering the lashes and with each stroke Maddox's frustration grew. The boy's perfect ass was now red and tears streamed from eyes that were hidden by his dark hair. The flogging continued, to the point where even the horniest members of the audience started to fear for the little slave boy. At that point, Fergus dropped his whip and walked to the front of the slave, grabbing him by his hair and jerking his head up. Fergus freed his cock from his trousers and forced it down the boy's throat. As he fucked the boy's mouth, Aidan gagged and choked, tears streaming down his face. Finally, Fergus pulled out of the boys mouth and squirted white semen all over his face. Aidan looked to Maddox pathetically before he was led away. *** Luckily, Master was still angry about Aidan's hesitation and did not wish to break him in just yet. Aiden waited until he heard no sounds and then cautiously gripped his throbbing penis. He pictured Maddox's strong arms around him, his rough hand in place of Aiden's own soft hand. He started to masturbate, biting at his lip to keep from moaning. He heard a sound and quickly covered himself. When he saw his visitor he was almost sure it was a dream. Maddox stood by the door, shirtless and glorious. Aidan couldn't speak. "Hello, little one," he whispered. His voice was deep and rumbling and it made Aidan's heart beat faster. He was struck stupid and could not even ask why Maddox had come to find him. "Listen closely, little one. I do not wish this life for you. I am going to buy you for myself. I have arranged for a meeting with Fergus." Aidan finally found his voice. "Why?" he croaked. Maddox stroked the side of Aidan's face. "I desire you." Aidan was filled with happiness. Maddox swept aside Aidan's messy black hair and looked into his eyes. "Indigo. I knew they would be beautiful." He brought his strong lips to Aidan's face. Their breath mixed and Aidan felt like he'd drunk too much wine. Maddox's lips brushed against Aidan's and it felt like electricity ran through his veins. Softly, Maddox probed with his tongue and Aidan opened his lips. Maddox started to explore his mouth and lightly sucked at the rod in Aidan's tongue. The separated and Aidan could barely breathe. Maddox smiled as Aidan explained shyly. "Uhm...first kiss." Maddox laughed and nuzzled Aidan's neck, taking in his smell. "I promise I will cherish you," Maddox whispered. "You will be mine." Maddox kissed his way down to Aidan's nipples. He took one ring into his mouth and flickered his tongue over it, and repeated the same with the other. Aidan felt like he could orgasm from just that. His stomach quivered. "I love how soft you are," Maddox whispered, trailing hot kisses down Aidan's delicate skin. He moved the blanket and found Aidan's fully erect penis. He enclosed it in his mouth and Aidan cried out softly. Maddox handed the blanket up to Aidan to stifle his cries with. The hot suction on his sensitive area was almost more than Aidan could handle. Finally, with a loud moan, he released. Maddox continued to suck him, removing the evidence of their time together. Maddox rose and Aidan desperately reached for the bulge at his pants. Maddox smiled but said in a apologetic tone, "I'm afraid I've taken too much of a risk already." "Please stay," Aidan begged. "I want to give you all the pleasure that one boy can possibly give." Maddox ran his hand through his hair. "Soon, you will be mine." *** "Fergus, I would like to make you an offer," Maddox said, when the meal was halfway gone. "What is this about?" Fergus asked, his eyebrows rising. "One of your slaves." "Ah." Fergus nodded. "So you liked the lovely brunette I sent to you?" "Actually, this is about a male." Fergus nodded. "Make your offer, friend." "Ten thousand for Aidan." Fergus's face fell into anger. "Are you joking?" "No. I believe the price is more than reasonable." "I will not sell him." "Fifteen hundred," Maddox offered. "No. That little bitch will be my whore. No one else's." Forbidden Desire Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. Please treat it as such. Forbidden Desires ----- Bella wasn't surprised when her mother brought a new guy home with her. Nor was she surprised that the new guy was now practically living with them. Bella's mother always had a variety of men, she usually picked them up in the bar, they screwed for a few weeks, and then went their separate ways. Bella mostly stayed to herself and tried to stay out of the way as much as possible. What surprised Bella about her mother's latest conquest, was the fact that this guy was extremely good looking. Bella usually found most of the men disgusting and couldn't imagine what her mother saw in them. This guy had a sculpted body, a chiseled jaw, striking green eyes, and bronze tousled hair. He didn't look like he could be more than 21 or 22, which did not fit her moms usual M.O. at all. Regardless of his looks, he was the guy fucking her mother, and that fact alone was disgusting. Bella couldn't for the life of her figure out what the gorgeous guy would be interested in her mother! Apparently, Bella's subconscious wasn't as concerned about how the new guy "Edward" had come into her life. Every night he was the star of Bella's dreams. Or she should probably say fantasies. Bella was probably the only 18-year-old virgin in the entire town. She wouldn't be surprised if it were the case for the entire state of Washington. The subject matter of Bella's recent dreams was somewhat confusing to her. She had always been extremely shy and had never really experimented with her body before. She thought it was embarrassing and was honestly too afraid to try. It hadn't really made that much of a difference up until now, because she had never met a guy that turned her on before. But now, Bella found herself waking up in the morning with a throbbing between her legs and aching nipples. She had no idea what she was going to do about these weird urges her body was having. ************************* Edward had been dragged in his drunken stupor to some new bimbos bed. He couldn't give two shits about who this broad was or even what her name was. Edward had partaken in his fair share of one-nighters, but he usually chose someone more age appropriate. This night; however, found Edward beyond drunk, his friends had all abandoned him at the bar, and an older woman with a decent body was offering to take him home with her for a meaningless fuck. Who was he to argue? Besides, it wasn't like he had too many options at this point. Edward woke the next morning with a throbbing head and not much memory of the night before. He looked at the naked body lying next to him and rolled his eyes. God, please let me have remembered to use protection. He thought to himself. Edward dragged his tired ass down the stairs, hoping that there was at least something decent in this house to eat. What he found instead was something that peaked his interest much more than food. A beautiful young girl stood in the kitchen, drinking a glass of juice. She had long thick chestnut hair that hung in thick waves down her back. Long, pale legs rose up to meet the most deliciously perky ass he had ever laid eyes on. The sweet ass was covered in a pair of thin, cotton boy-shorts; pink with green polka-dots of course. Edward felt his dick growing hard and hadn't even seen her face yet. As he stood there ogling for a beat too long, the young beauty turned to face him. The breath was nearly knocked out of him in a gust. Huge innocent chocolate eyes met his. He took in the beautiful heart shaped face with perfect pouty lips. Everything about this girl screamed beauty, perfection, innocence, and he knew without a doubt that she had never been touched. When he let his eyes drift down from her face, something else caught his attention. She wore a tiny, thin tank top to match her shorts, and it fit her like a second skin. He could see her nipples through the top, and they were very hard. The beautiful girl met his eyes for a brief moment, before glancing back down to the floor. She placed her glass in the sink and made her way around him and back up the stairs, never saying a word. Edward didn't say anything either, he was too busy lusting after her. As she past him to climbed the stair, a deliciously arousing sent wafted towards him. It was all he could do to keep from grabbing her and taking her there on the stairs. She made him crazy with lust. He was stricken with equal parts devotion and lust, and he had no clue which emotion would win out. She had the body of an angel, and he wanted to worship her. She had the body of a goddess, and he wanted to ravage her. There was no doubt that Edward wanted her. He would have to find a way to stick around so he could take her. With that thought in his mind, he made his way back upstairs and into the bedroom of the nameless whore he had fucked the night before. He slid in next to the naked body and began groping and kissing her awake. When the nameless woman was riding his hard cock, Edward closed his eyes and thought of the beautiful young girl down the hall. He hoped that soon, it would be her body bringing him pleasure. ************************************************** It had been several weeks that the new guy had been staying at the house. Bella tried to avoid him at all costs. When he would look at her, he always had a hungry look in his eyes, like he was thinking something very inappropriate. Surprisingly enough, those looks didn't bother her, it was the way her body reacted to those looks that was confusing. For even though she had never done what was considered inappropriate things before, there was no doubt her body wanted to do them with Edward. Bella had never been one to seek the attention of the male species and she usually kept her body covered up so as not to draw attention to her blossoming form. But with Edward in the house, she found herself becoming more and more brazen. She took to wearing clothes that were little and tight. She knew that it was affecting him by the way he would close his eyes and groan. Plus it was hard not to notice the change that happened in his crotch. It was the middle of the night and Bella was having a hard time sleeping. She was plagued with lustful thoughts of Edward again, and she was aching and miserable. She crawled out of bed and pulled her fluffy pink robe on and trotted quietly down the stairs to get a drink from the kitchen. It was quit and dark in the house, the only light coming from the clock on the oven. She was leaning against the kitchen sink when she felt a strong form press into her back, two thick arms wrapping around her. Everything froze except her breathing and heartbeat, both of which picked up at an alarming pace. "You're so fucking beautiful," Edward whispered as he pulled her thick hair to the side, revealing her long silky neck to him. He ran the tip of his nose softly down the back of her neck and across her bare shoulder, simply breathing her in. "You keep teasing me with this beautiful body, and I can't stop thinking about you baby," he began running his hands softly over her hips, up towards the opening in her robe. His tongue peeked out and gently licked her at the spot behind her ear. Bella had no idea what she was doing, so she just followed what her body felt like it should be doing. Without conscious thought, Bella began moaning softly, and leaning in towards Edward's body. Edward's hands slipped into the front of the robe and began to gently caress the ample breasts of the young girl. Moving softly, kneading them, causing her nipples to stiffen and peak under his touch. "That's right, baby. Let me feel those beautiful tits you've got," he whispered as his kisses became a bit stronger, wetter, he began nipping and sucking on her skin, which was blushing under his touch. "God Bella. I've wanted you for so long. After the first time I saw you, I knew I could never leave you," he slipped one hand into her tank top so he could feel Bella's stiff nipple, "please sweet girl, tell me you think of me too." Bella could only groan and press her ass towards the bulge she felt behind her. "God, baby girl, you feel so fucking good. Feel what you do to me?" Both Edward and Bella were moaning and panting now. The air around them only disturbed by those desperate sounds. Edward slowly pulled the robe from Bella's shoulders and let it pool at their feet. While he continued to caress and kiss her body, he gently eased her tank over her head, leaving her exposed from the waist up. Edward continued to play with her nipples and kiss her as he brought his other hand back down to her waist and started to run it between her legs. "Ohhh," Bella gasped softly, not having had anyone touch her there before. Her body was tingling all over and she was overwhelmed with the sensations that he was bringing out in her. "Shhh, sweet girl, I'm going to make you feel so good." he continued as he slipped his hand into the front of her panties, feeling the soft curls of her pubic hair between his fingers. "Let me show you how good your body can feel baby." Edward turned Bella's body toward him so that he could look into her beautiful face and enjoy all the splendors of her. "Fuck sweetheart. You are so amazing. So fucking beautiful." He moaned as he looked at the perfect titties on display before him. So perky and plump, soft pink nipples puckered and ready to be sucked. Bella watched in rapt fascination as Edward dipped his head down and drew on small nipple between his lips. "Oh, God," she whimpered, pushing her chest towards his mouth. Edward alternated between each breast, licking and sucking, and on occasion, nipping. Edward ran his hands up the back of her thighs until he was gripping her sweet ass. He slowly and gently ran a finger through the elastic on her panties before he began tugging it down. Bella was shocked that she had no desire at all to refuse him. She was so turned on she could barely keep quiet. She had never wanted anything more than she wanted Edward in this moment. When Bella's panties were removed, Edward gently lifted her and placed her on the counter in front of him, continuing to kiss her sweet angelic lips. He trailed kisses up her jaw and whispered into her ear, "Let me make you feel good baby girl. Can I do that for you?" "Yessss," Bella moaned as she closed her eyes and let her head drift back. Edward smiled to himself and hummed his happiness into her ear. Taking a small step away from her, he brought one leg up and placed it on the counter, then continued to do the same with the other, until both Bella's legs were lifted and spread in front of him. "Jesus, sweet girl!" Edward cried, "You have the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen." Edward slipped his fingers between the slick folds of her pussy. "That's right baby, your body knows what it wants. See how your body is reacting to me," he smiled as he rubbed the wetness over her pussy, spreading the slickness around. "Your pussy is wet because you want me. I'm going to make it feel good." Edward tugged on Bella's nipples, pinching and pulling them, not hard enough to cause pain, but enough to bring pleasure. He started sliding his finger softly over Bella's swollen clit. Letting the tip of his finger gently touch her opening before moving it back up. Bella's pussy was soaking wet, never having been stimulated in this way before, it was on sensory overload. She couldn't help but spread her legs a little more and push herself into his hand. "Um, does that feel good sweetheart?" "Ohh... y-yes," she moaned, a tear falling down her cheek. Her emotions were so overwhelming. Her body had never felt anything like this before. It was so foreign to her, but it felt so good. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to fuck her right away, Edward wanted to concentrate on bringing her pleasure tonight. He wanted Bella to know how good he could make her body feel. He wanted her to want him just the same. He knew by being gentle and bringing her body to orgasm, that she'd eventually want more. It took a lot of restraint to keep from fucking her right now. His dick was raging hard and he wanted nothing more than to sink into this virgin pussy. But it was that thought that kept him in line now. He knew this pussy would be so good and he wanted to take his time with it. And because of this, he was holding back on his pleasure to bring it to the beautiful girl in his arms now. "Such a good little girl," Edward cooed, circling his finger over her tiny clit. "Such a sweet, pink little clit." Bella's hips began to move back and forth, pushing her vagina over his fingers again and again. She was a little embarrassed by the amount of wetness she could both hear and feel, but she wasn't embarrassed enough to quit. All she wanted was more. "Fuck, baby. You are so wet for me. Can I please lick your sweet pussy baby? Let me taste you my love," he pleaded. "Yes!" she panted desperately as his ministrations picked up. Edward knelt between the open legs and inhaled the intoxicating nectar that was seeping from between Bella's thighs. He looked up at the wide brown eyes staring down at him and smiled his most enduring crooked smile, before he peaked his tongue out and touched it to her clit. Bella's hips thrust upwards uncontrollably and she let out a gasp of air. "Shhh, angel." He cooed to her. "Stay as quiet as you can my love, and I will make sure you are so happy." Bella nodded her head quickly and watched again as Edward took a longer lick all the way up her slit. Both of them moaned and sighed in pleasure. Edward had never tasted anything as delectable as what he was tasting now. He brought his fingers up and softly spread her lips apart to give him better access to her swollen nub. Edward continued to lick and suck while he brought one finger to the opening below her clit. Being sure to stay as gentle as possible, Edward let the tip of his finger ease into Bella. Her breath was coming in quick shallow pants. Seeing that Bella's face held only lust and longing, he continued to ease his finger inside, letting it slide in and out with gentle thrusts. "Do you want me to make your pussy cum sweetheart?" Edward teased, knowing what the answer would be. "Oh yes, please," she cried softly. Edward began to lick her clit more quickly, and continued thrusting his finger inside her. A drop of sweat formed above Bella's brow and she tried to spread her legs even further apart. She felt like she couldn't get his face close enough to her pussy. "That's it baby, let it go for me, cum for me Isabella. Cum sweet girl." He encouraged her in his silky lust filled voice. "Yeeesssssss!" Bella replied in a voice that combined a soft cry and a moan. Her body convulsed, trembling over and over again. Tingles shot through every inch of her skin, wetness seeping from between her legs. Edward eased his finger out of her, but continued to lap at her as she shuddered above him. He licked slowly, helping her orgasm last as long as it could. Fuck she was beautiful when she came. As Bella became more lucid, he brought his kisses up her hips and across her flat stomach. He made his way across her breasts and up to her neck and mouth. Bella could taste herself on him, and while there was a time she would have been repulsed by that idea, now she was only more turned on. Feeling emboldened from her first orgasm, Bella brought her small hands up to Edward's shoulders, and then over his chest. Her kisses became more heated and frantic as she made her way across his muscular chest. Bella's hands were like heat seeking missiles, going straight for the prize. When she reached Edward's hard cock, she froze and sat back, staring at his smirking face with wide apprehensive eyes. Although her body apparently knew what she wanted, she had no clue what to do. "It's ok my love," Edward encouraged as he stroked her cheek. "You can touch me if you want." Edward tugged down his black boxer briefs until they fell around his feet. Bella was beyond shocked by the large appendage standing in front of her. She had never seen a penis before, but she was pretty sure that this one was quite a bit larger than what would have been considered "normal". Edward reached out and took Bella's hand in his, bringing it towards his dick. He placed her hand around him and began stroking himself, moaning at the sensation. "That's it baby girl. Gawh that feels so fucking good," he groaned as he watched her tiny hands stroke him. "Edward," Bella whispered, looking up at him through her thick lashes. "What baby?" he asked through gritted teeth. "Can I please put you in me? I want to feel you inside me," she begged. Edward was shocked that she was so forward, and for a moment doubted whether she was sure about what she was asking. But all sense and reason left when he saw the raw hunger in her eyes. "Of, fuck!" he cried as he brought his hands up to cup her beautiful face and planted a deep searing kiss on her swollen lips. "Baby girl, are you sure?" "Yes, please, Edward," she begged. "I need you to fuck me, please!" Not one to argue, Edward leaned back and placed the tip of his cock at her entrance. He ran it up and down her slit and over her swollen clit, capturing the moisture that was pooled there. With each pass, he'd press a little at her entrance, slowly acclimating her body to the size of his dick. Bella found herself even more turned on than before and all the wanted to do was push him inside. Edward's jaw was taught and he had a mixture of concentration and desire on his face. "My angel, this will hurt at first, but I'll be as gentle as I can." Bella nodded her head, not able to say anything due to her excitement. With the most gentle of moves, Edward began easing his dick inside. It was beyond anything he had ever felt before. He was certain that he would spill his load at any second if he wasn't careful. He looked up when he heard a small cry, about the same time that his cock encountered the resistance that marked her virginity. He eased himself out and in with shallow thrusts, hoping to allow her a second to get used to the feeling. When Bella's eyes met him again, he knew she was ready. At the next pass, Edward continued forward, breaking the seal that could only be broken once. Edward stilled his movements and buried his face in Bella's neck, trying with all his might to stay still. Bella grasped onto Edward's shoulders, trying with all her might not to cry. It was a hot, searing pain. It was an odd combination because her body had been so needy that it gave some satisfaction to the pain. After panting for a few minutes, Bella began kissing along his jaw, encouraging him to move. Edward drew out slowly and then eased his way back in, moaning in pleasure. "Baby, you're so fucking tight. You feel so incredible." He was doing his best to distract her from the pain she was likely still feeling, and himself from cumming too soon. After a few minutes of the slow, torturous movements, Bella's breath began to pick up again and she started to hum and moan in pleasure. "Is it feeling good sweet angel?" he asked her as he kissed along her neck. "Gawh, yes, Edward." She said as she brought her hips out to meet him. "It feels good having your dick in me." This only made Edward's hips move more erratically. She had no idea where those words came from, but apparently Edward liked them. Edward hooked his arms under Bella's knees and began to pick up his pace. With one hand, he moved to Bella's pussy and started stroking her clit again. Forbidden Desire "Fuck!" she exclaimed as her body arched into his touch. "That feels so fucking good. Please don't stop!" "Hmmmm, baby girl. You make me want to do such naughty things to you." "Yes, please. Keep talking." She begged. "Aghh, you want me to talk dirty to you sweet girl?" Bella's slick skin slapped against Edward as he continued to thrust into her hot body. In and out. In and out. Over and over. "Yes, oh, yes!" she cried. "Please, Edward. Play with my clit. Please rub my pussy." It was just like he knew the first time he saw her. She was an innocent angel, but had a body built for sin. He was so glad that he was the one getting to experience her for the first time. For some inexplicable reason, he also found himself hoping that he'd be the last one to experience her pleasure. "Fuck Bella. I'm going to cum sweetheart," he growled as he slammed into repeatedly. Edward's words sent Bella and her body into a spiral of pleasure. She moaned and writhed as he body convulsed around him. Just as he could feel her clamping around his cock, she could feel his hot seed releasing into her. "Ohhhhhh!" Bella cried out in ecstasy. Edward held her to him tightly, both of their breathing erratic and their bodies covered in sweat. When his heart finally started to calm down he began caressing her back softly and placing small sweet kisses over her shoulder, up her neck and on her lips. He wasn't exactly sure if he was delusional from the intensity of his orgasm, and honestly he really didn't care. The one thing Edward knew for sure is that he wanted nothing more than to hold this sweet girl in his arms and cherish her. Bella felt a strong hand cup her cheek tenderly and soft lips suckle hers. Edward deepened the kiss and groaned into her mouth, while his dick stayed sheathed inside her. "You're so beautiful my little angel," he cooed. "Are you ok my love? Are you hurting?" "Yes, a little." "Let me get you something for the pain," he whispered as he slid out of her, wincing at the loss of heat. As Edward made his way through the kitchen, gathering another glass of juice and some Tylenol, Bella was hit with a sudden fear. She was consumed with embarrassment and doubt over what had just happened. Bella drew her legs closed and wrapped her arms around them, trying to cover as much of herself as she could. Edward made his way back to Bella, with a warm wet rag in his hands. He smiled at her softly and placed the warm cloth between her, gently cleaning her up. When he was done, he handed Bella the Tylenol and juice, watching her intently. His heart faltered when he noticed a tear leak out of her eyes and down her flushed cheek. "Oh, my sweet girl, please don't be sad." He looked at her pleadingly. "I'm so sorry," she sobbed, her bottom lip trembling. "I'm so embarrassed." "Hey now my love. Please don't say that." he caressed her arms and face lovingly. "That was so beautiful and there's nothing to be embarrassed about." "But you're my mom's boyfriend!" "Listen..." Edward took her face in his hands and stared intently in her eyes. "Your mother cares nothing of me, and I care nothing of her. The only reason I'm here is for you. This was the only way I could be near you." Bella could only look on with shock, not really believing what she was hearing. "Bella, I want you, and it's not just for sex." Even he was surprised at his confession. "So, what now?" she asked. "We see where things go. I'm only four years older than you Bella. We can make this work, if you want to." "Yes," she smiled at him. "Let's get you to bed angel." Edward wrapped Bella in her robe and gathered his own clothes off the floor. He gathered her into his arms and carried her as quietly as he could up the stairs to her room. He had never been more thankful for carpeted stairs than he was at that moment. With Bella safely tucked into her bed, Edward planted tender kisses all around her face, whispering sweet words of affection to her. His voice was so soft and tender that she could barely hear him over her labored breathes, but she knew that the words 'adore', 'cherish', and 'worship' came up repeatedly. After giving Bella plenty of reassurance, Edward went to grab a blanket out of the hall closet. He would happily sleep on the couch tonight, knowing full well that he could never sleep in another woman's bed again. Neither of them knew what would happen when morning came, but both knew without a doubt that they were willing to find out. The End