She Loved them Both

Chapter 2: I wanted to see the pleasure in Edward’s topaz eyes as he tasted the forbidden fruit, my blood
Bella's pov
We drove in silence. My life was beginning to resemble a campy tabloid headline. Vampire takes human wife to buy tampons. I shook my head and ran my fingers through my hair. I suddenly became thankful for the darkness in the car. I was glad he couldn't see my face. Then, I realized Edward could probably see through fog and my gratitude crumbled. Stupid vampires and their superhuman senses. "You're starting", Edward breathed the words in what sounded like desire. "What? What do you mean?"What do you --" I meant to sound accusing. PMS was making me hostile. I wanted to berate him for talking so quietly while the 'human' was in the car. However I never got the chance because in that instant I felt the warm gush between my legs. I was starting and Edward smelled it! He must have smelled it before. He never mentioned it. The fact that he knew and I knew... oh it was agonizing. "It's ok; I can go in the store. You ruined your shorts", his velvet voice whispered. Edward swiftly slipped his leather jacket underneath me. This was great; now I was bleeding on his jacket. "Better the jacket than the car," he chuckled seeing my pained face. I heard him gasp and felt myself jolted forward. The Volvo had come to a sudden stop & Edward was making sounds as if he were hyperventilating. I knew this was impossible. Vampires don't breath. He was panting his eyes were glowing with what looked like a mixture of lust & abhorrence. I searched the outside of the Volvo with my eyes in confusion. I glanced at Edward and then I saw it. One of his smooth pale hands was stained in blood, my blood. For a moment I just gazed at him, there was something so inhuman yet stunningly beautiful about the expression on his face. He gripped the steering wheel hard with both knuckles so hard I thought he might break it. "Edward are you alright? I'm sorry I’m so sorry...the blood...” I stammered. Delicately one finger at a time he lifted the blood stained hand from the steering wheel. Slowly he brought it to his nostrils and took in the scent. Then he did something I never thought I would see him do. He licked the stain cautiously as if he didn't want to waste a single drop. Seeing his pink tongue like that sent a shock through me. I wanted him bad and I wanted him now. I wasn't myself just then, hormones completely took over. I ignored the warm blood spilling into my white shorts and attempted to straddle Edward. Of course I hit my head on the ceiling of the car and ended up sideways on his lap. I looked up at him stupidly like the horny, self- conscious, menstruating klutz that was me. Abruptly he started laughing hysterically. Apparently I wasn't the only one with mood swings tonight. "Bella you've made a terrible mess", he laughed harder. I peered at the blood spattered across my seat and some had even made it to the dashboard. I waved a hand in his face; unconcerned. My hormones were still in charge. "Edward, I want you---, my eyes ran over the blood on the dashboard again and the most twisted crazy thought flitted into my hormone driven brain. It was strange, like an out of body experience. There I was my body wild with lust and there was me shy Bella on the outside watching in horror. I watched myself as I dipped
my finger into the blood. I ran my finger across the dashboard. Then I placed my bloodied finger to Edward's ruby marble lips. He was looked paralyzed and stiller than I had ever seen him. "Bella no this is wrong. This is dangerous. Please Bella." he pleaded in a robotic tone. But I didn't care. I pushed my finger into his mouth and he obliged slightly parting his lips. A hoarse moan escaped him as he licked my finger dry. "Edward taste me...I know u can enjoy my blood without hurting me...taste me...” I had no idea where the words came from. I had only lost my virginity a few weeks ago. And now I was experimenting in some kind of kinky vampire sex. Then I realized that this had been in me all along I was just too afraid to voice it. I realized how much I wanted to see the pleasure in Edwards’s topaz eyes as he tasted the forbidden fruit, my blood. I always accompanied these fantasies with my unfortuante demise or maybe me changing. Somehow I knew tonight would end happily for both of us.