Passage Favor

I awoke in a tangle of sheets on my stomache. Someones arm hung heavily across my side and their hand cupped my stomach. I stiffened as memories of what had happened came flashing back to me. I remembered Edward ontop of me. I rememberd seeing the cuts across my thighs and my stomache. I was reluctant to turn over. I didn't regret what Edward and I had done but I wasn't willing to wake up to his face. I took a deep breath and rolled over. My body protested the entire time. I seen the back of someones head. Short blonde hair but it wasn't Edward. I knew this man like I knew my self. He was on his stomache with one arm draped over me and the other hanging off the bed. His face turned away from me. I leaned against his back and pressed my lips to the back of his head. He stirred and rolled over to look at me with sleepy eyes.

"Good morning to you too." Jason said.

"Not that I am complaining but why are you in here?"

"You called to me." He said it as if it wasn't a little off. "I am your wolf to call, you called; I came."

"I don't recall calling you to me."

"I know. You were asleep when I came in here. I think you had a nightmare or something so I stayed close to you anyways." He laid his head back down on the pillow.

A thought occured to me that I wasn't happy about. Was Edward still in here when Jason came in or had he left. Could Jason tell I had slept with Edward? Did I care? Maybe I did care just a little if everyone knew I had slept with Edward.

"Edward was gone before I got in here."

It wasn't new for him to know what I was thinking but it was still creepy. It sent a shiver down my spine to know we were so connected and yet it didn't really seem to bother us. I just didn't like my thoughts not always being my own. "You are aware that still creeps me out?"

"I am."

"So you know?"

"Yes. I knew before the act was completed."

"How?"

"I felt your ghost pleasures."

"Ghost pleasures? What is that?"

"I got a very softer version of what you had."

"Kind of like Ashers bite where you think about it and you are braught again?"

"Kind of; yes. Not as serious but still the same." Jason looked to the door. "Someone is coming. Do you wish me to leave?"

"Why would you have to leave?"

"It's Edward."

"Who else knows?"

"I think Damian may know. And Jean-Claude generally knows everything. But I don't think Richard knows."

"Thanks. Glad you know me so well."

"I am too." He kissed my forehead and sat up in bed. "I will tell no one."

He stood and wiggled his way into his pants. I watched as the tight lines of his bottom was squeezed into the tight fitting jeans. The muscles in his stomach flexed as he buttoned his pants then leaned over for his shirt. His arms moved as if there were joints in places there shouldn't be and ripples moved down to disapear into his pants. The sight was mouth watering and I was thankfully to watch it. Suddenly his shirt was in place and covering the sights from me. I blinked only to find his nose pressed against mine. His eyes were closed.

"I love that you look at me like that now." He pressed his lips to mine in a soft kiss but pulled back before I could respond.

He pushed me back slightly and pulled the sheet up to cover my breast before turning and walking to the door. I was about to sit up when he called to me over his shoulder.

"Stay down. I'll be back later tonight."

He opened the door to reveal Edward with his hand up as if to knock on the door. He bowed his head slightly before slipping past Edward and into the hallway. He cast me a smile over his shoulder before walking down the hall. Edward stood in the door with his hand still up as if to knock. I motioned him into the room and pulled the sheets closer around me. I wish I had had time to take a shower and dress before he came in.

"Anita." Edward nodded towards me before setting the folder back onto the table. He sat in the chair and folded his arms across his stomach while stretching his legs out infront of him and crossing his ankles. "I'll wait for you to dress then we will talk." He leaned his head back against the chair but kept his eyes on me.

"Thank you."

I sat up in the bed still clutching the sheet to my chest. I was being modest when I had no need to be. Edward had seen me naked lastnight so why was I acting as if this were odd. Maybe because it was Edward and it was odd. Even lastnight was odd. I sighed and pulled the sheet off of me before standing up. I put my back to Edward and picked up my cell phone. I had two missed calls so I opened it to see who it was. The first was from Ronnie and the second was from Micah. I would have to call them both back later.

I felt someones hand start to trace the lines of scars on my back. The feeling sent shudders down my spine and I faught myself to stay still. Edward was gently strokng my scars with so much tenderness it made me a little uneasy. This wasn't a side of Edward I was used too and it was very unsettling. How could someone so cold hearted,- someone who could kill with no remose,- be so tender and touchy?

"No wonder you were so comfortable with my scars." He whispered as both hands came to rest on my shoulders. "You have as many as me."

"This isn't new to you." I said. "We have the same perfession almost. Of course I have scras to match yours. Some of these scars I got on jobs with you."

Edward dragged his hand down my arms with his fingers delving into the deep burrows of my scars. I shivered slightly and closed my eyes. I had plenty of men who touched me despite my scars but no one has ever focused their attention on them before.

"I could never date you Blake."

His simple words made me open my eyes. I turned to face him and Edward let his hands drop back down by his side.

"What did you just say?" Yes there was some hostility in my voice.

"I could never date you." He said again. "I wouldn't want you to leave the house for fear someone would try to use you and hurt you to get to me."

"If anything we would be a better match. You could leave me home alone and not have to fear the monsters had gotten to me. I can protect myself."

Edward smirked and I knew I had just played into his game. He wanted me to admit we were a better couple than any one else because neither would have to worry about the other. I would never have to sit at home and worry my husband wasn't coming home because he was an hour late. He would have to leave the house and worry some unknown robber would come in and kill his wife. Wait. Back track. Did I just see mine and Edwards life as a married couple?

I shook before pushing past Edward. I was heading for the bathroom but I didn't make it. I was thrown back on to the bed and Edward was suddenly there ontop of me.

"I wasn't through talking to you Blake."

"Well I am through talking to you."

"I wanna know what went through your mind that made you shake and run from me." He said as he pressed his body against me fuller.

I could get away from him if I wanted but he was not going to hurt me and I was in no danger. Why push the limits?

"I pictured our happily married lives. Happy?"

"No." He didn't even blink at my comment. "I want more."

I didn't have to ask to know what he meant. I seen the black duffle bag sitting on the bed. I had heard it when he set it down. This time he came prepared and there would be no stopping. I wiggled out ffrom under him and started scooting up the bed. He only asked aloud what I had been begging for since I woke up. I had more than enough lovers but they all treated me so gentle and were restrained with as if I had not proven to them I was one tough girl and could handle what they put out.

"Promise me one thing Edward?"

"Ask and I will see."

"Okay two things."

He cocked his brow at me. "You sure want alot."

"Promise me you will let me pick the wedding decor?"

Edward chuckled as he started crawling up the bed to me. "Done."

"Promise me you will not restrain yourself for fear of hurting me."

"Done." He nestled his body against mine as his right hand started tracing circles along my stomach. "Be afraid if I ever do get gentle with you. Be afraid and start planning those wedding decors."

I didn't have time to respond before his mouth was covering mine and his hand was between my legs. My legs opened up to allow me more access to me as a million thoughts crossed through my head. Was he saying that if he ever got gentle with me then it would mean wedding bells in our future? Maybe this isn't such a good idea. I was joking about the wedding decor but something told me he was serious.

A sharp pain in my neck braught me back to the here and now instead mine and Edwards wedding.

"I told you I don't like people zoning out while I am doing things to them. Where did you go anyways?"

"I was mapping out our wedding. After all you said if you were being gentle to start planning the decor. You were gentle so I did as you asked." It was a low blow and a challenge but I was up for it.

He flipped me over onto my stomache before pushing himself inside me. I didn't even know he was naked until that point. Having no warning and no foreplay I cried out and it wasn't fully in pleasure.

"I thought for sure I had given you enough last night but here you are challenging me again." His voice promised pain and lots of it. This time I did squirm from fear. "Whats the matter Blake? Was it not scary enough for you last night? Or did you just more and this was the best way you could think to make me do it?"

I didn't respond. I was pretty sure I had pushed Edward more than far enough that this was about to be a no holes barred fuck.

"If your going to get really rough and there is a chance I will be making alot of noise then I need to make a call." I got my phone out and called Jason.

"Hello?" He answered on the third ring.

"Jason I need you to keep everyone from my room. Things are threatening to get rugh and nasty and I don't want any interruptions. Despite the so-" My sentence was cut off in a long ragged scream as I felt the first cut across my back and Edward thrust his hips against me. Apparently he didn't like my remark."Despite the sounds no one is to enter this room. Got it?"

"Got it."

I hung up the phone and looked over my shoulder the best I could. I could feel the blood rolling down my sides from the cut. I opened my mouth to cuss him out but my words were loss once he started thrusting in and out of me. Each thrust braught a small sound of discomfort from me which in turn braught a groan from Edward. My body was starting to ease up and accept Edward and it felt good. He was pushing hard against my cervix now and I knew I would be walking odd for a week after this.

Just as my first climax reached it's apex I felt the blade cut into my thigh across the one he had given me lastnight. I closed my eyes and screamed his name as another orgasm had me rocking back against him.

"More Edward."

His blade cut across my back and I threw my head back with a wimper. Its what he wanted. I could tell by how his thrust lost its rythem for a split second. I felt him drop the knife and move his hands to grip my waist. His fingers dug so hard into my flesh that I cried out again just as another orgasm rocked my body. I felt his release inside me and his cock hitting my cervix at full force. I screamed out his name as all my shields were ripped from me.

I heard the voice laughing in giddy joy before I seen her honey brown eyes getting closer to me.

"I told you Necromancer. I told you earlier this year that the blonde would do. Here is my gift to you." Belles voice held such happiness that I knew I would regret this.

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I awoke to a cold shiver. The only thing warm was the body beside me. I snuggled to that body trying get more heat. Thats when I noticed I was soaking wet and so was the body I was clinging too. I opened my eyes only to see red every where. My white sheets were covered in blood. Beside me the skin of the man in bed with me could barely be seen through all the blood. Oh God. Was he dead? I crawled to the man and rolled him over. It was Edward.

I saw Edward ontop of me. Cutting at me while I screamed his name in pleasure. I saw him under me while I cut little tattoos into his body. I shook my head and felt for a pulse. He was still alive. Thank God. Now was time for a break down.