#edward cullen smut

[gogogodzilla]

day 23, virginity loss

edward cullen x reader warnings: nsfw 18+, unprotected sex, fingering, maybe ooc!edward, slight dirty talk, human!reader kinktober ☠︎︎ main masterlist ☠︎︎ read on ao3

Edward Cullen was a man who pretended to have a strict moral code when it came to you, but the way he was ravishing you tonight was downright sinful. 

Your wedding was nothing short of extravagant, of course. The Cullens spared no expense for your union. However, all you could think about was Edward ripping your dress off of you and taking you right there and then. By the way he gripped your side tightly the entire night, you could tell your wandering thoughts were getting to him. 

Your lips quickly attached to the side of his neck as he drove to the airport and your fingertips trailed up his thigh. He grabbed your hand and nipped at your inner wrist, a silent warning to behave. 

You were on your best behavior after that, only allowing your thoughts to veer off course once or twice, just to keep Edward on his toes. 

Isle Esme was gorgeous, and you couldn’t wait to see it in the daylight. You were glad to finally be alone with Edward. As you approached the threshold of the front door, he swept you off your feet and a high-pitched squeal left you at his movements. 

“Little warning next time?” you raised a brow as he carried into the main room of the villa. He spun you around, a grin gracing his features. 

“I am nothing if not traditional,” he replied as he set you down. His hands lingered on your waist as you looked up at him. 

You pursed your lips, “That’s for sure.” 

He chuckled, before pressing his lips to yours in a soft kiss. His cool fingers traced a delicate path across your jawline, and you shuddered against his touch. Your heartbeat quickened in your chest, and you wondered if Edward’s thoughts were racing just as fast as yours were. 

Your lips parted and his breath fanned across your cheek. He laced his fingers with yours and led you deeper into the house. It was luxurious and open, and you never wanted to leave. 

Soft lighting bathed the master bedroom, and a sudden wave of nervousness overtook you. You’d been intimate before but never like this. 

He pulled you into the bedroom and wrapped his arms around your waist. “I promised you we’d try,” he murmured, his gaze never leaving yours. 

You forced yourself to focus on his touch lingering on your hips and the ocean breeze drifting through the open double doors to the bedroom. Your tongue darted out to wet your lips as you formulated your plan in your mind. 

“Think you can wait a bit longer while I change into something more comfortable,” you questioned, pulling yourself out of his embrace. 

He grinned, “I’ve waited 104 years, a few more minutes isn’t going to kill me.” 

You grabbed one of your smaller bags and brought it into the bathroom with you. You sifted through the various sets of lingerie Alice had meticulously packed for you, looking for something that wouldn’t be impossible to put on. 

You settled on a lacy dark blue, but not navy, bralette and panties with little to no straps. Easy enough.  

Once you had the lingerie settled onto your features, you took a moment to gaze at yourself in the mirror. You couldn’t deny Alice’s taste when it came to anything you wore. The lingerie fit you like a glove and looked amazing. You looked amazing. You spritzed some perfume on yourself before exiting the bathroom, shutting the door softly behind you. 

Edward turned to face you. He was still wearing the light blue button-up that he donned after the reception. The two buttons at the top were undone, which was definitely not because of you. 

His eyes raked up your body, and you struck a pose, attempting to diffuse the tension in the air. He chuckled and the next thing you knew you were lifted into his arms. His hands cupped your ass and held you steady against him. You wrapped your arms around him and kissed him, deep and slow. 

With every moment, your kisses grew deeper and more desperate. Edward laid you softly onto the plush mattress, his lips still attached to yours.  

“You’re exquisite,” he breathed as he took in your features. He left featherlight kisses along your cheekbones before moving to your jawline and to your neck. His tongue grazed over the skin of your pulse point and you tangled your fingers through his hair, tugging lightly.

“Don’t go getting any ideas,” you teased. 

“Trust me,” he assured, moving up to peck your lips, “the ideas I’m having do not involve taking your life.” 

You slid a hand across his chest and began undoing the buttons of his shirt. “Thinking of taking something else?” you hummed against his lips. 

“Yes,” he replied as his hands wandered down your abdomen and brushed against your clothed core. Your breath shuddered as he teased you through your underwear, stroking your clit before sliding down to dip a finger in your entrance. 

A soft whine escaped you as he pressed sloppy kisses against your neck. You bucked your hips against his hand, desperate for more. 

He hooked a finger through the waistband of your panties and with the flick of his wrist they were falling off of you. Your gasp was quickly swallowed by his lips against yours and his deft fingers sliding through your folds. 

“So wet for me,” he praised as he circled your clit. He slowly inched a finger into your entrance, like he had multiple times before. He quickly added another finger and pumped it languidly within you, savoring the way you swallowed him whole and were begging for more. 

“Fuck me,” you whimpered as you ground your hips against the palm of his hand. “Please, Edward.” 

He removed his fingers and slipped them passed your lips, groaning as you eagerly swiped your tongue across the pads of his fingers. He fumbled for the buckle of his belt with his free hand and the smooth leather bumped against your inner thighs. You took the time to unclip your bra, allowing it to fall freely off your shoulders. You threw it elsewhere in the room, not caring where it landed. 

You gripped the side of his pants and helped him shimmy out of his slacks. His lips were back on yours faster than you could process. You were still getting used to his super speed after all this time. You reached down to palm him through his briefs, and he moaned against your lips. 

You looked up at him through your lashes as you slipped a hand past the waistband of his briefs and wrapped a hand around his cock. You pulled his length out of his briefs so you could freely stroke him. You slid your thumb over his pink-hued tip, which was the same color as his lips, spreading the precum that had begun to form. 

He bit back a gasp, his teeth sinking into his soft lips. You wanted to hear him. You knew all of those pretty little noises he could make, why was he holding back from you? 

“Please, Edward,” you begged, tugging him closer to you, “you promised.” 

He settled his hips between your thighs, one hand roaming your body while the other slid his length through your dripping folds. You arched against his touch and rested your hands on his shoulders, his soft skin under your fingertips grounding you. 

“I love you,” he murmured as he slowly pushed inside of you. A soft hiss escaped your lips as he inched inside of you. His eyes scanned your face, searching for the slightest inkling that you were uncomfortable. 

Quickly, the slight pain of him inside you morphed into pleasure. You’d never felt so full— so deeply connected with Edward. 

“You’re okay?” he asked, voice strained and pleading. Your hands shifted up to cradle his face, and you swiped a thumb over his cheek as you gave a quick nod. 

You pulled him toward you and pressed your lips against his, “I’m okay.” 

The plush skin of your thighs sunk under his grip as he started rocking into you. You buried your face into the crook of his neck, leaving kisses and nipping at the skin there. Each and every one of Edward’s thrusts is purposeful and deep, almost as if he’s trying to mark you as his own. The thought turned you on, and you clenched around him.

He propped himself up on the headboard with one arm to let his eyes rake over your form. Your tits bounced with each roll of his hips against yours, and his grip tightened on the headboard. The wood cracked and then splintered under his palm, but you didn’t care. You were making him feel good, and pride swelled in your chest. His eyebrows were pinched, his expression a mix of pleasure and thinly veiled restraint. 

“Don’t stop,” you begged, wrapping your legs around his hips and bringing him closer. “I can take it.” 

He groaned against the crook of your neck as his thrusts quickened. The room was filled with the sounds of the squelching of your heat and the soft music Edward had put on while you got changed. His free hand trailed across your thigh and moved to draw quick, tight circles around your clit. A breathy moan left you, and the familiar heat pooled in your belly. 

He left open-mouthed kisses along the column of your neck. His thrusts became short and sloppy as you neared your climax, your walls fluttering around him. 

“You feel so good,” he breathed against your neck, “wanna feel you cum around me.” 

You clenched around him in a vice grip as you came, a strangled cry and his name gracing your lips. You threw your head back into the pillow below you as your orgasm washed over you. Edward whined against you as he helped you ride out your high. 

Edward’s hips faltered against your own and he quickly pulled out of you. He didn’t get very far, though, and his release coated your thighs. You whimpered as it ran down your thighs, warmer than you thought it’d be. 

You panted, attempting to catch your breath. Edward leaned down and captured your lips in his. You reached up and ran a hand through his hair, pulling him closer. 

“I love you too,” you finally whispered as you pulled away. 

His lips curved into a smile, “Was it everything you imagined?” 

“Better,” you replied, your mind racing with a thousand different scenarios. Edward met your eyes before groaning, a boyish smile gracing his features as he lay beside you. 

[meiluu]

Edward Cullen's Mate

Edward Cullen/ Afab!Reader

cw: SMUT 18+ MDNI, oral f receiving, unprotected p in v sex, edward breaks the headboard hehe, and edward is completely enamored with you.

(I need to get this out of my system, been thinking about him a lot recently...)

this was supposed to be a short drabble but i just couldn't shut up

reader pov.

Being with edward has been nothing but a beautiful and slightly chaotic ride. With finding out he wasn't human instead was a hundred something year old vampire along with the rest of his family. And then as your relationship grew as did the romance between you too, and that grew tenfold when the magnetic pull you felt for one another was because you were mates.

Fated to be together, equals, crafted for one another, you both completing one another and that never felt truer than now.

Body underneath his stony one, feverishly chilly lips leave a scorching trail of kisses from your neck to your bare chest. edward inhales your scent, and scent that didn't have him craving your blood like he was supposed to instead it calmed and aroused his body in a tantalizing mix. His eyes flick up to yours, pupils nearly completely dilated leaving behind a dark amber ring at the edge of his iris. Love and lust in his gaze has your body warming, and you knew that your gaze mimicked his.

"So beautiful. I'll never get enough of you my love." his word are spoken with nothing but truth. Leaving your shared gaze he continues his journey down your torso, soft hands caressing your hips squeezing the plump flesh before leading down your thighs to the backs of your knees. Mouth leaving behind love-bites upon your skin, each one sending jolts of heat straight to your core, evidence of your arousal staining the insides of your thighs.

Going lower with each kiss pulling your legs apart allowing him to sink further down, mouth right above where you need him most. A blush covers your cheeks and the tops of your breast, "Edward- you don't have to do that."

His gaze snaps up to you, and the sight of his head between your thighs with the full intention to bring you pleasure has you holding back a shiver. "I want to, God you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this. Can I ?" Why would you ever deny that? Nodding your head edward goes back to staring at your weeping cunt.

Hands tighten their grip on you before he's pushing them further apart and up, completely baring you to him. You watch as his mouth descends until you feel his tongue lick up from the bottom to your clit. softly wrapping the bud with his lips gently sucking on the bud, sending a shockwave of pleasure through you. A moan falls from your slightly swollen lips, seeing your obvious satisfaction edward continues his ministrations. Swirling his tongue a sucking in your clit, body lighting up in euphoria as a ball of pleasure settles into the pit of your stomach. Shaky breaths leave you as your gaze stays locked onto edward’s head, vision blurring around the edges as your mind begins to wholly submit to him.

Then his mouth is leaving your clit all too soon, but you don't have to wonder for long where he's going next. His tongue delves straight into your cunt, mouth covering the bottom half of you. Your eyes widen before rolling back into your head at the mind-numbing sensation of his tongue massaging your walls, pushing in and out of you. Then one of his hands is leaving your thighs and begins to swirl your forgotten clit between his fingers.

Your breathing is uneven breast rising and falling as you try to catch your breath. Heart racing as your body becomes so pliant and warm under his devotion. Your moans and cries of his name bounce around the room, hands going to his soft hair to tangle themselves within them, hoping to keep yourself grounded. The knot within your belly only tightens with each moment that passes. Your mind lagging behind as it gets lost within this pleasure, you realize a little late that edwards tongue has left you but his cool fingers have entered and taken the spot where his tongue once was. Curling up sweetly rubbing into your g-spot, a near-cry of pleasure leaves you at this.

The ball of pleasure that had settled within your core tightened and then you where cumming, as your cunt milked his fingers as they continued to abuse your g-spot. With your high fizzling out of you, thighs shaking with the intensity of your orgasm. Your eyes open looking down to see edward leaning his head against the one thigh he still had a grip on, fingers still buried within you and a smirk of satisfaction upon his face.

"You look so gorgeous when you cum." giving the inside of your thigh a sweet kiss before he starts to sit up, wrapping your legs around his waste. Face rising up to yours, his mouth comes down giving you a kiss that leaves you breathless. "Do you want to keep going?"

"Yes-yes, please." no shame, your words are full of need and edwards smirk brightens. "Of course my love, I am at your whim."

Reaching down taking edward by surprise, you grip his hardness, a groan leaves him at your soft hold. Lining him with your cunt you let him slowly sink into you. Your head falls further into the pillow as edward grits his teeth hoping to keep himself in control.

He stretches you out just perfectly, filling you up with no space left and your walls wrap so beautifully around him, so warm and wet and oh so welcoming to his cock. You were both made for one another as you slot together- bodies entwined with one another. "Move, Edward please." as your words leave you, he is obeying.

With near flawless movements he starts a slow yet deep pace, bottoming out to the hilt. Each thrust has you keening in utter ecstasy body lit aflame. But his pace begins to pick up speed as your cunt continues to push him to his limits by squeezing him, and with every pull out of you, your walls are trying to suck him back in. God he never knew he could feel like this, so wholly enraptured, this was his new drug and Edward knew that he would never want to part from it.

Your thighs tighten around his waist, arms leaving the bedsheets to latch onto his back. Nails digging into his stony muscle, as your head buries into his neck where his scent is strongest. Your sounds of pleasure are right by his ear, the most beautiful song he's ever heard. His arms leave your waist in favor of the headboard, harshly gripping onto the mahogany. Edward moans along with you as he tilts his pelvis down and up, kissing your g-spot with the tip of his cock. And with his pelvis hitting your clit with every thrust back into your cunt.

Your arousal leaks out staining the fronts of his thighs along with the sheets beneath you, your heady scent filling the space around you two. Edward feels the head board snap then crumble within his grasp and not a moment after that does he feel your cunt quiver as you cum, walls milking him as a gush of your arousal stains his thighs. An unfiltered moan falls from edward, completely in shock at this sensation pace becoming frenzied as he pistons into you with the sole intention to cum within your cunt. Your head has fallen back into the pillow body buzzing in overstimulation as your third orgasm nears.

"Edward-please, please, I need it." words broken up by moans as you barely get them out. Edward's body hunches over yours, hands coming down from the shattered headboard to the sheets beside your head before quickly wrapping around your body. Pulling your chest against his, a hand against the small of your back the other at the base of your head.

His body trying to get as close to you as possible, trying to bury himself within you. Cock bullying your overstimulated and weeping cunt that continues to welcome him in with every thrust, pace now rougher and faster. Each time his cock bottoms out reaching the end of you your moans are punched out of you, mind having turned to mush. Your ears are hypnotized by the heady squelching sound of your cunt along with edwards moans of pure pleasure.

Edward feels the painfully tight knot of pleasure in his pelvis snap, cock swelling as he empties himself within you, eyes closing from the heavy orgasm. That orgasm grows tenfold with you cumming again, walls milking his cock in an attempt to ring him completely dry. Slowing down his thrusts as you both come down from your highs, coming to a stop as you are both left in the aftershocks of your orgasms. Gently bringing you back down to the bedsheets, turning to the side with you still within his embrace. feeling your racing heart against his chest.

Ever so softly he begins to place chaste kisses upon your skin along with 'I love you's, soon your body is lulled into unconsciousness, as edward continues to give his worship to your body. As you rest he lays protecting and watching over you and with every moment that passes does he fall more and more in love with you.

His mate, made just for him.

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[sage-exe]

Edward x (gn!)reader

Pairing: Edward Cullen x gn! reader

Summary: You had a wet dream where Edward fucked you and he wishes to make it a reality.

Word count: 1810

Warnings: nsfw, afab, nicknames, praise, somnophilia, corruption kink,consensual sex, cuddle fuck, slight breeding kink

Authors note: I hope you guys enjoy!! I just recently got back into twilight so I needed to make a fanfic about it, leave suggestions for stuff if you want! <3

You began to stir as the bed dipped down from the weight of another person. Edward smiled as he saw you fast asleep, gently brushing away the wisps of your hair from your face with his ice cold hands. You kept mumbling in your sleep and he tilted his head a bit curious as to what was going on in that head of yours.

He knew you would normally mumble in your sleep when you have a nightmare so he began to get worried, however one thing slipped from your lips that made him stop dead in his tracks.

You whimpered his name, as clear as day. He knew exactly what you said but he had to be hallucinating. Then you began to beg, you begged for Edward in your dream and he couldn’t help but smirk. He laid down right by your side and held you close in his freezing embrace before your eyes began to flicker open.

“Are you alright sweetheart? You were talking in your sleep again” You look around, trying to get your bearings before you realize what you were dreaming about. Your face turned red and you looked away from him embarrassed.

“Answer me my love..” his voice was but a whisper in your ear as his grip on your hips tightened. Your chest felt tight as your face turned a few shades darker than normal.

“I..I’m ok.. I..I was just sleeping..” he hummed and rubbed small circles in your hips.

“Yeah..? What were you dreaming about sweetheart?” You froze as you tried to think of a lie on the spot, however his hands working into your hips were throughly distracting.

“U..um.. I..” he chuckled deeply in your ear and one of his hands slid down to your inner thigh, causing your breath to catch.

“Common darling, spit it out.” He was teasing you, and you became more aware as you tried to close your thighs together, his cold touch making you shiver and your brain hazy.

“Mm.. just.. dream about you..” you admitted embarrassed.

“Oh yeah? Was it a good dream?” You nodded your head slowly, unsure if he was going to be nosy. He hummed softly against the nape of your neck as his hand slid down into your pj shorts and rubbed against your already leaking cunt through your panties.

“Hm I’d say it was a wonderful dream~” he cooed in your ear as you jerked from the small friction to your sensitive body. He laughed as he smoothed a finger over your aching clit, driving you mad.

“Want me to take care of you darling? I’ll make you feel real good..” nothing but a whimper and some mindless pleas escaped your mouth as you nodded your head.

“How adorable~” he hummed against your neck before he sat up, pulling you toward the edge of the bed by your hips. He slowly tugged off your bottoms just to watch you squirm before he knelt in front of you.

“Put your legs on my shoulders sweetheart, I’ll make sure you feel nice and good” You whimpered and nodded your head, doing as you were told and propping your legs on his shoulders. He wasted no time now, licking up your leaking pussy to taste you, his grip on your hips tightened as he did so. His tongue prodded along your clit as he began to suck at the sensitive spot. You gasped and covered your mouth to hide your vulgar noises.

“Oh sweetheart.. if I’m going to please your sensitive mortal body I’d wish to indulge myself in your erotic beauty…”

His words were so lewd that you couldn’t help but clench around nothing, tears already brimmed in your eyes.

“Don’t cry my love, you’re doing so good” he hummed and began to eat you out, tasting your arousal on his tongue with a tight grip on your hips. You couldn’t help but tug at his hair with your hands as you moaned out, arching your back.

“E..Ed..Edward.. plea..” he chuckled against your cunt as he continued to eat you out, pressing his tongue against your most sensitive spots. You couldn’t help but cry his name into your hand while rutting onto his tongue.

“You taste amazing sweetheart..” he cooed as he nibbled on your thigh. You shivered and begged mindlessly beneath him, his seductive gaze burning your skin.

“E..Ed.. want to c..come..” he smiled and rubbed soothing circles in your hips.

“Oh you sweet little thing… why didn’t you just say so?” He delved down between your legs and caused a moan to fall from your lips, your mind just so hazy from how good he was making you feel. You teared up as you neared your orgasm and nearly cried out as it washed over you. His tongue still abusing your poor red clit made you breathless as the feeling in your stomach was still tightened.

“ ‘S t..too much..” you could hardly utter a few words as he lifted his head, licking up the mess you left on his lips. His eyes were a hard black color as his teeth grazed against your neck, you heard him inhale and moan softly against your skin.

“You blood smells heavenly..if only I could just b..bite..” you looked up at the ceiling in a daze as he relished in the sound of your quickened pulse against your neck. Your hands found their way in his hair as he leaned down to kiss the rest of your body, lifting your shirt above your head. You shivered and gasped as his ice cold hands grazed over your breasts. Goosebumps rose on your skin while your nipples hardened under his touch, making you lean your head back.

“Ple..Please…” you heard him chuckle against your neck while one of his hands trailed back down towards your stomach to rub slow circles into your sensitive spot between your legs.

“Shh… I’ll take good care of you, you’ll allow that right? Let me fuck you with my dick instead of just my hands and mouth?” You quickly nodded your head and whimpered softly at the pinch of your clit.

“Y..Yes please.. w..want.. that so bad..” you gasped out and held onto him tight. Your thighs began to shake as his fingers grazed over your sensitive parts ever so slowly, a smirk pulling at his lips.

“Of course my love, let’s get your pretty cum all over my fingers yeah?” You gave a slow nod as his fingers shoved inside of you. The way his long fingers curled inside you and hit the perfect spot made you squirm and gasp, moaning his name absentmindedly.

“Yeah does that feel good baby? Why don’t you tell me?” He chuckled and left a small kiss on your forehead.

“F..Feels so g..good.. ‘m gonna come s..soon..” you managed to slur as you looked up at him in a daze. He hummed as his fingers kept working into your sensitive flesh, a soundless moan and gasp coming out of you as that feeling built back up in your stomach and broke. You cried softly as the orgasm rushed through you, every nerve in your body stimulated from it.

Exhausted and dazed you looked up at Edward for permission to finally doze off, despite the fact your body still ached for more.

“You can rest my love, let’s get you comfortable..” you whimpered and turned to your stomach, holding onto a pillow as you lifted your leg to wrap around it.

“K..keep going..please..” was all you could mumble till your eyelids closed. Edward stared at you in disbelief, blinking a few times before he rushed to get his clothes off. He sighed softly as he pulled his dick out, rubbing it against your wet cunt. He let out a breathy moan as he pumped his dick a few times and pushed it inside of you. He felt you stretch out from his girth and he bottomed out, panting softly and gently gripping your hands from behind. He fucked into you slowly and gingerly, making sure to not wake you. Your sleeping face was so peaceful, your eyebrows furrowed in pleasure while your mouth hung agape. He wanted to take in every moment he could with you, inhaling your scent while he slowly picked up his pace, the sound of your lewd pussy clenching around him was driving him mad. He had to use every last ounce of his self restraint to not pound into you right then and there. He held you close to his chilly body, relishing in your warm body and planting soft kisses on it. His hands roamed your body while he thrusted into your aching cunt. Your back arched and he managed to fuck deeper into you. “Fuck baby.. feel so good..” he mumbled into your skin as he kept thrusting. He was so overwhelmed by how good you felt around him that he never realized how close he was till his dick was twitching inside you and he became soft. He huffed impatiently and pulled out, his cum dripping from the tip and leaking from your cunt. Just the sight of you filled up with his cum made him groan under his breath as he rubbed his cock. He shivered at the loss of your warm cunt around him and gasped softly as he shoved himself back inside you. He started to lose all of his self control as his pace became inhumane. The faster his pace was set the faster it would take him to reach his next climax. The rocking of the bed and the snap of the headboard soon woke you up and you whined, nuzzling into the pillow you were holding onto.

“Shh shhh I’ve got you l..love go back to sleep..” you gave a small nod and squirmed a bit at how full of his seed you were. Your eyes felt heavy as he held you flush up against his bare chest from behind, his hands interlaced with yours. He pressed soft kisses to the nape of your neck and hummed.

“You did such a good job my love..” he whispered in your ear as he cuddled up behind you. He made sure to have a blanket over top of you so you wouldn’t shiver against him, although with as hot as your body was it was relaxing having his cool body temperature. Your body felt so relaxed against his as you whispered a quiet

“I love you..” this caused a smile to break out on Edwards face before he kissed your neck again.

“I love you too, now get some rest sweetheart, we can wash up in the morning..” you nod and your body relaxes once more and you find yourself passed out in a vampires arms.

[soulofapatrick]

I Like Your Mind - Edward Cullen x female reader

Summary: As soon as you meet Edward, you're both drawn to each other with an intensity you never expected

Words: 2.2k

Warnings: None

Y/N’s POV

I step into the Cullen house, my heart racing in my chest, and my mind filled with a mixture of fear and fascination. Bella has brought me here, introducing me to the family of her new boyfriend - Jasper Hale - and I can hardly believe where I find myself. I know their secret, the one they’ve been hiding from the world, the fact they’re vampires. And I know Edward can read minds which makes the whole situation even more daunting. But, as Bella races off to find Jasper, I’m left alone I the living room, taking in the stunning surroundings. 

The Cullens’ house is unlike any place I’ve ever seen. The air is heavy with an unspoken history, and everything within is both timeless and modern. A grand piano rests against one wall, a dark mahogany masterpiece, and the soft notes of a melody linger in the air, a testament to the musical talents of the family. On the opposite wall, a massive bookshelf houses an impressive collection of novels and ancient texts. Their spines form a spectrum of human knowledge, artfully arranged. 

My gaze drifts to the floor-to-ceiling windows that frame the room, offering a breathtaking view of the dense, ancient forest that surrounds the house. The trees stand tall and proud, their branches intertwined like guardians, protecting the Cullens from prying eyes. The afternoon sun filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows that dance across the polished wooden floors. 

As my eyes linger on the tranquil forest, my imagination takes flight. I envision myself running through the woods, feeling the cool, damp earth beneath my feet. The leaves would crunch softly with each step, and the intoxicating scent of pine and damp earth would fill my senses. My heart would race, and a rush of adrenaline would surge through me as I lose myself in the untamed beauty of the wilderness. But, what captivates me the most is the idea of running through the forest in the rain. The thought of raindrops falling like liquid diamonds from the heavens, pelting the leaves and creating a gentle, rhythmic melody, sends a shiver of delight down my spine. In my daydream, I am drenched, my clothes clinging to my skin as I twirl and leap through the woods, liberated and carefree.

The rain washes away all my worries and fears, leaving only the exhilaration of the moment. It's as if the world, with all its complexities and complications, has melted away, leaving only the simplicity and purity of the rain-soaked forest. It's a feeling of utter peace, a sense of being one with nature and the world, a sensation I've longed to experience again. 

Lost in the serenity of my daydream, I sense a subtle presence to my right. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, and a strange but not unwelcome shiver runs down my spine. Slowly, I turn my head to see one of the Cullen brothers standing there, a striking figure with sharp, chiseled features. He exudes an air of quiet strength and confidence, and I can't help but admire his physical appearance.

As I take in his feature, I quickly realise that this isn’t Jasper, as Bella would undoubtedly be with him if he were here. Besides, Jasper is known for his blond hair, which contrasts with the dark brunette locks of the Cullen brother beside me. His eyes, however, remain a shimmering gold, and their intensity is captivating. 

Going over Bella’s description, I recall that she mentioned Emmett to be big and buff. Emmett is tall and muscular. He has dark curly hair and dimpled cheeks. Despite his intimidating appearance, he is light-hearted and carefree. This man in front of me is almost quite the opposite with perfect and angular high cheekbones, strong jawline, a straight nose, and full lips causing my heart to quicken with a sudden realisation. In a hushed voice, I tentatively ask, “Edward?” 

The name hangs in the air between us, my uncertainty evident in the way I speak his name. The Cullen brother gives a small nod, his eyes holding a hint of amusement and there’s a small smile on his pretty lips as he says, “Hello.” His voice is a velvet whisper that sends a shiver down my spine. My cheeks heat up in response, and I can’t help but feel flustered by his presence. Turning my face away from him, I gaze out at the enchanting forest, using the breathtaking view to regain my composure. 

But just as I start to calm my racing heart, I sense his movement. Edward is moving closer, somewhat hesitantly as if he’s scared to do so but he moves so close I can feel the coolness of his chest against my back. The physical proximity is both thrilling and nerve-wracking, and I can’t help but wonder what his intention are as I continue to look out at the tranquil forest. 

The peaceful silence in the room is broken by Edward’s soft voice, barely above a whisper, “I like your mind,” he admits, his words sending a rush of warmth through me, “It’s quiet.” 

His words wash over me like a gentle caress, and I can’t deny the intrigue of his interest in my mind. It’s a compliment I could never have anticipated, coming from a vampire who can hear the thoughts of others. The intimacy of this moment is palpable, and I can sense the internal struggle within him, as if he’s torn between his desire to touch me and the realisation that we’ve only just met. 

Despite my rational thoughts screaming at me to maintain my distance, I surrender to the magnetic pull of Edward Cullen. My back leans into his cool, sculpted chest, and the sensation of his icy hands on my hips sends a shiver of anticipation coursing through me. It's as if the enchantment of the Cullen house, the breathtaking view of the forest, and Edward's irresistible presence have combined to create a spell that I am unable, and unwilling, to break. 

Closing my eyes, I allow myself to become completely enveloped in everything Edward. I’m hyperaware of how he feels behind me, the firmness of his chest pressed against my back, the subtle rise and fall of his breath against my neck as if it’s a force of habit for him despite vampires lack of need to breathe. His scent, a delicate blend of lilac, honey and sunshine, fills my senses and intoxicates me, wrapping me in a warm, inviting embrace. 

The moment feels intensely romantic, the air electric with the unspoken connection between us. I know that Edward can read my thoughts and perceive my view of him, and in this vulnerable instant, I choose not to resist. I grant him access tot he unfiltered depths of my desire, allowing him to see and feel the passion that simmers beneath the surface. 

The tension in the room crackles, the rain outside intensifying as if mirroring the fervour building within us. It's a clandestine dance of two souls drawn together by an unexplainable force. In this silent, electrifying embrace, I become an open book for Edward, my thoughts and desires laid bare, and I can only wonder what he'll make of the desires that race through my mind like wildfire

With a slow and deliberate movement, Edward turns me to face him, his eyes open and unguarded. They flicker with a hint of vulnerability, as if he, too, is uncertain of the depth of this connection. His gaze drops to my lips, and I can feel the warmth of his breath on my skin as he hovers close. His fingers twirl my hair around them, an intimate gesture that feels like an attempt to memorise every part of me that he can reach. The air crackles with anticipation as I hold my breath, my heart pounding in my chest, The world outside seems to fade away, leaving only the two of us in this electrifying moment. 

Edward’s gaze remains locked on mine, a silent promise of the depths of emotions and desire that lie beneath the surface. In the hushed room, our shared anticipation and vulnerability create an electric tension that’s impossible to ignore. His lips are tantalisingly close, and I can feel the coolness of his breath as he hovers near. It’s as if he’s about to kiss me, his intentions clear in the smouldering depths of his golden eyes. But he hesitates, his voice barely a whisper as he mumbles something about not being able to stop once he starts, a confession laden with both longing and restraint. 

Unable to resist any longer, I tangle my fingers in his tousled hair, an intimate gesture that communicates my desire and intent. With a gentle, yet urgent push, I guide his face the rest of the way down until his lips finally meet mine. 

As our lips meet in a hesitant and guarded kiss, a complex swirl of emotions and desires floods the space between us. Edward, despite his initial restraint, can’t help but respond to the fiery connection we share. His lips, cool and soft, brush against mine with a caution born of a lifetime of self-control. The kiss begins with a tentative exploration, as if he’s testing the boundaries of this newfound intimacy. 

The initial hesitancy slowly gives way to a growing intensity, and I can sense his need for more. His grip on me tightens ever so slightly, fingers digging into my hips, a delicate balance between desire and restraint. His response is careful, as if he’s constantly aware of his vampire strength, wary of causing any harm to me. The kiss deepens, his passion building, and the chemistry between us becomes an irresistible force that pushes us further into uncharted territory. 

With a slow and deliberate movement, he begins to walk me backwards, his lips never leaving mine, until my back makes contact with the cool glass of the windows, drawing a gasp from me. It has Edward smiling softly, golden eyes a little glazed as if in a trance of disbelief this is happening before his cold nose bumps my neck, making my pulse jump. I should be scared by how close he is to my jugular but I don’t feel any fear or anything, especially when Edward places a soft kiss on my jugular, a silent acknowledgement of the temptation that throbs beneath my skin. His lips are cold, but their touch is gentle, sending shivers of desire coursing through me. 

My hands tangle back in his soft locks, guiding his lips back to mine, their coldness a stark contrast to the burning passion that courses between us. In that moment, I am both vulnerable and empowered, willingly allowing myself to be drawn further into this intoxicating dance of desire. 

Each kiss makes me feel more alive, more connected to a world I never knew existed. The world outside may be drenched in rain, but in this electrifying embrace, a different kind of storm rages, a tempest of emotions and desires that we can’t control. His lips, cool and velvety soft, meet mine over and over again in a symphony of fire and ice, a fusion of elements that ignite a burning desire deep within me. 

His body presses against mine, a solid and unyielding presence that leaves me feeling both vulnerable and empowered. The contrast between his cool skin and the heat of my own sets my senses ablaze. As we deepen our connection, the room seems to spin around us, and I lose myself in the feeling of everything Edward. 

The room is charged with our passion, and I can feel it deep in my core. Every kiss is like a secret, a stolen moment in a world that is entirely our own. We lose track of time and space, our lips locked in an intimate dance that only intensifies the fever that has drawn us together in the first place. 

But then, like a bolt of lightning in our own private storm, I hear Bella’s joyful squeal. Edward pulling away from me, and I let my face fall into the warmth of his chest, overwhelmed by embarrassment. As I hide from the world, I can feel the soft rumble of amused laughter in Edward’s chest, a sound that both soothes and electrifies me in equal measure. 

“Fuck yeah!” Bells shrieks with joy and I flip her off over Edward’s shoulder as he wraps his arms around me, stifling a laugh as he can probably hear all of my silent insults and embarrassed thoughts thrown Bella’s way. 

“It’s okay.” He murmurs, fingers carding through my hair and I just hum, letting my eyes flutter closed in contentment. I don’t care how quick this is happening, all I know is I need Edward and no-one else so I’ll live with the embarrassment if it means I can have Edward. 

“You have me.” 

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Complicated 

Virgin!Edward x Stripper!Fem!Reader 

Summary: A young man saves you from a creep at work… you decide to repay his kindness. 

Warnings: 

NSFW 18+ 

Smut 

Virgin Eddie-boy 

Word Count: 2.5k+ 

Requested?: For Kinktober! 

Virginity with Edward 😝 I wanna ride him and take his virginity 

A/N: I fucking KNEW it'd be Edward for virginity. I knew it.

The lights in the club whirred and pulsed, music thumping out an obnoxious rhythm. The bass pounded through my chest, shaking my ribs like bells. Smoke filled the air, obscuring the stage where I usually danced. Most of the men, and occasional women, who watched and frequented the club were respectful. Stripping wasn't easy, but it paid the bills, so I couldn't really complain. Every now and then someone did get a little handsy, though, like the asshole who was currently making another grab for my ass. 

"Billy." I gave an awkward smile as I stepped out of reach. "Nice to see you again." 

"Oh come on, Candy. Don't be that way." 

It was all I could do not to glare at him. This was the third time this week that he'd been in here, and the fifth time that he'd tried to grab my ass. Billy was a regular, both fortunately and unfortunately. He always requested lap dances, and he gave good tips, but in exchange, he liked to feel you up, especially when he was drunk. 

Most girls put up with it, but I was not one of them. After the first request from him, I conveniently had other patrons to attend to during his visits. Although tonight it was rather empty, so that excuse wasn't going to fly. As someone who loathed confrontation, I dreaded telling Billy that I wasn't interested in attending to him. 

But I had to suck it up and put my big girl pants on. 

 "Billy, I'm sorry, but I don't feel like dancing tonight." 

"C'mon, Candy." He reached out and grabbed me roughly by the arm. "You're never available. No one else is here tonight." 

I looked down at his hand clasped around my forearm, a spark of fear and irritation running through me. 

"I said no, Billy. And I ask that you respect that." 

Billy's hand tightened around my arm, and I let out a hiss of pain. There would surely be a bruise there in the morning. I opened my mouth to tell him to piss off, when a pale hand came into view, grasping his wrist. 

"The lady said no. Now release her, please." 

The voice was smooth and deep, and I looked up to see a young man with dark hair and light eyes. He was unnaturally beautiful, with sharp angular features that pulled me in. He could have easily been a supermodel. Who knows? Maybe he was. 

"And just who did you think you are?" 

"Billy," I warned. "let go or-" 

I let out a yelp as Billy squeezed harder. "Shut up, whore." 

Just as quickly as he had done it, he was pulling back, howling, and cradling his wrist. I jumped at the sudden movement, eyes widening at the sight of it. It was already purple and swollen. It looked broken. 

The young man angled himself in front of me, blocking Billy from my view and putting a hand on my back protectively. It was the lightest of touches, but I could still feel the chill from his hand. 

"Are you alright?" He asked, eyes roaming over my face before flicking down at my arm. 

I immediately grasped my arms and cleared my throat, suddenly self-conscious. 

"What's going on here?" It was Steven, one of the club's bouncers. 

"Billy here was just leaving-" I started. 

"THAT BASTARD BROKE MY WRIST." Billy howled at the top of his lungs. 

Steven grabbed him by the collar and hauled him back, shoving him towards the door. 

"Serves you right, Billy. You've been harassing these girls long enough. Now get out and go to the hospital man." 

I watched as they both disappeared down the hallway towards the exit. Rubbing my arms, I turned back to the young man at my side to find him already watching me. I gave him a small, nervous smile. 

"Thank you." 

"You are most welcome." 

After a beat of awkward silence, I nodded my head and turned to leave. This was enough excitement for tonight, perhaps the boss would let me go home early- 

"Wait!" 

I turned to look back at the man, his hand running through his dark hair. 

"Are- are you seeing anyone right now? I mean, attending to anyone right now?" 

His nervousness seeped into his voice, and I was surprised by how bashful he looked. I turned back to him and flashed him another small smile. Maybe tonight wouldn't be a complete bust after all. 

"Not currently, no. Did you want some company?" 

"Uhm… yeah. My brothers over there, they- they uh- paid for some time upstairs…" He trailed off sheepishly, throwing a thumb back towards a table with two other men who were watching us closely. 

I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows. His whole family must be gorgeous because hot damn. All three looked fine. I turned back toward my potential patron to find him smirking at me like there was something he knew that I didn't. I shrugged it off. 

"What's your name, hun?" I asked him. 

"Edward." 

I nodded my head and held out my hand. "Come on then, handsome. It's the least I can do for you saving me anyways." 

His hand was oddly chilly in mine, but I found that I liked it given the insufferable heat of the club. Halfway up the stairs, we heard one of his brothers call out. 

"Get it Eddie-boy! We'll see you when you get home!" 

I looked at Edward questioningly, but he just glared at his brothers as they started gathering their things to leave. 

"They're leaving you here alone?" I asked in surprise. 

"It's… complicated." 

I simply nodded in understanding and continued with him on our way up the stairs until we reached the top, a long, dark hallway scattered with doors stretching before us. I led him to one of the nicer rooms that overlooked the club. While it had a nice view, it was relatively quiet, the thumping bass a low background noise. A plush couch was against the back wall, along with two chairs on either side. A glass table in the middle held a bucket of ice and a bottle of champagne. 

"Champagne?" I asked, lifting the bottle. 

"No thank you." 

I could tell he was nervous, so I decided to take it easy with him. It looked like the poor boy had never even been inside a strip club before. And that very well could be the case. I led him over to the couch, pushing him into it gently before straddling him, my arms coming up to wrap around his neck as I pressed my breasts into his chest ever so slightly. His hands gripped my hips. 

"You- you don't have to do anything. I'd just like to enjoy your company." 

I paused, looking at him quizzically. No one had ever requested a private room just to talk. Unless he meant the "enjoy your company" in a whole other way. 

Edward sighed. "Like I said, it's complicated." 

"So, how complicated is complicated?" 

"My brothers think that I need to get laid." 

"Oh?" I quirked a brow at him. "When was the last time you got laid?" 

There was a brief silence before he cleared his throat. "Never." 

He looked away as I gaped at him. 

"Never?" 

Edward shook his head, his hands tightening around my hips in an almost painful grip. I winced a little before he let go, mumbling a quick series of apologies. 

I found it hard to believe that this man had never had sex. He was too good-looking. Maybe… maybe he had been in an intense relationship that had gone wrong? 

I saw him flinch and I pulled back just a little. 

"I'm sorry." I breathed, trying to calm his nerves, and mine. 

"It's alright. I- I just didn't expect it to be this hard." He shook his head, running a hand through his hair. 

I chewed on my bottom lip thoughtfully, studying his features now that he was looking away from me. Now that we weren't in the multicolored lights of the club, I could see that his hair was a bronze color, perfectly tousled as if he had just rolled out of bed. His skin was the palest I had ever seen, but it was perfect, and his eyes. His eyes were a gorgeous gold, a color I had never seen before. He was beautiful. 

I had never had sex with a patron before, but the other girls did it all the time. I certainly wouldn't mind taking Edward for a ride. He wouldn't even have to pay me. 

I felt myself blush, embarrassed at my train of thought. I bit down on my lip again to bring myself back to reality. 

"Please." Edward's voice was husky, snapping me out of my thoughts quickly. "Please stop biting your lips." 

I looked down at him, and seeing the pleading expression on his face sent my heart racing. Suddenly my decision was made. 

"Okay," I breathed leaning forward, right next to his ear. "But only if you bite them for me." 

I felt him still underneath me, hands tightening on my hips yet again. I wondered for a brief moment if I had pushed him too far when one of his icy hands came up to cup my neck and bring me in for a deep kiss. 

I couldn't help but gasp at the sudden movement, and he groaned in response. 

He sucked on my lower lip, nipping it roughly before trailing his tongue along the inside. I moaned, my hands coming up to grip his hair, pushing him harder into my mouth. I could suddenly feel his cock, nice and thick between my legs, the hardness sending a shiver down my spine. 

I whimpered against his lips. My own body was reacting to him, and I could feel my pussy starting to pulse with desire. 

He broke the kiss hesitantly, trailing kisses down my throat, skimming his teeth along my pulse point softly. I swiveled my hips against him and was rewarded with a groan as he nuzzled into my shoulder, suddenly tense. 

"Edward." I said softly, my hands tightening in his hair just a little. "If you don't feel comfortable doing this, I understand." 

"I want you." He said quietly. "I'm just having a hard time containing myself." 

"Is that so?" I smirked at him. "Well, I can assure you that I'm not going to break, darling." 

Edward's hands found their way back to my waist, giving my plump hips a nice squeeze. I pulled one of his hands away and put it on my breast. 

"I'm all yours, Edward." 

Edward sucked in a harsh breath. He closed his eyes for a brief moment before opening them back up. His eyes had darkened, the gold now looking almost black. He gave my breast a good, hard squeeze as his thumbs brushed against my nipples, sending a wave of pleasure through me. His touch was electric, sending tingles down my spine as he turned to massaging my breasts more gently, teasing my nipples until they were hard. 

He pushed the straps of my bra aside, the lace falling down as he cupped my bare breast in his hand. He took my nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking. I gasped, my hips jerking involuntarily. 

This is not what I had expected from a virgin. Not in the slightest. 

His hand slid down my stomach to between my legs, his fingers slipping past my lacy panties and inside me. I moaned, my hips automatically moving in time with his fingers. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm, the pleasure building quickly inside of me. 

Just when I was about to come, Edward pulled his hand out and abruptly stopped, his breathing coming in harsh pants. I looked at him in confusion, my own chest heaving with exertion. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against mine in a bruising kiss. 

He pulled back, his eyes looking almost feverish. 

"Please," He begged, his hands keeping their tight grip on my hips. "I need to be inside of you. Now." 

I grinned at him, pushing him back onto the couch. I eased my hand down his chest until I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his pants and slowly started to pull them open, revealing his hard cock. 

Fuck, he was big. 

I could feel his erection pressing against my pussy, begging for entrance. I took his cock in my hand, rubbing it through my juices almost tauntingly. 

"Candy-" 

"Y/N." 

Edward looked up at me, eyes glazed over but still trying to comprehend. 

"Y/N." He repeated. 

I shivered as he said my name. My actual name. 

"If I'm going to take your virginity, Edward, I want you moaning my actual name." I winked at him. 

He groaned, and I felt his cock twitch against my entrance. 

"You're going to have to be a little more patient, darling." I said, before lowering myself down onto his cock, inch by inch. He hissed in pleasure, his hands coming up to grip my hips yet again. 

"You're so tight." He groaned, his head falling back against the couch. "So fucking tight." 

I leaned forward, pressing my breasts against his chest as I rode him slowly. He was so big, and yet he felt so good. He was angled just right, hitting my sweet spot and causing me to moan when he began to thrust ever so slightly. 

My head fell back in pleasure as he reached up to grasp my breasts again, pinching and pulling at my nipples. I whimpered as I began to feel the heat pool in my lower belly, my clit starting to pulse when I reached down to circle the small nub. 

"You look so beautiful." 

I looked at Edward in surprise, feeling the heat from the blush creeping up my face. He was staring at me, his eyes dark with passion. 

"So fucking beautiful." He said hoarsely, his grip tightening around my hips. 

He teased my hardened nipples with his lips, then pulled one of them into his mouth. He rolled it between his teeth and bit down gently until the waves of pain mixed with pleasure so that I could no longer tell one from the other and both lost their meaning. His fingers ran softly up my stomach as he cupped my breasts in his hands. 

"Edward." I moaned. "I'm- I'm gonna come." 

His hips jerked faster, his cock spasming inside of me as I felt my orgasm building. It tightened the coil within me, pulling the pleasure up from my gut until every muscle was strung tight. My eyes flew open, and I gasped as I came, stars bursting behind my lids. Edward's body tensed, his chest tightening as he filled me with his seed. 

My body shuddered as pleasure coursed through me. My pussy clenched like a vise around Edward's thick cock, and he groaned out from the sudden tightness. I came hard, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave. 

I felt limp now, completely and utterly spent as I slumped forward onto Edward, who wrapped his arms tight around me, one chilled hand rubbing soothing circles as we both tried to catch our breaths. 

"Are you sure you're a virgin?" I asked half-heartedly. 

Edward just laughed. 

"Well, I was." 

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[halesinger]

⟡ 𝔱𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 when you give them fuck me eyes

✦ jasper can definitely tell when you’re in the mood, since he’s very in tune with emotions. if you give him the eyes? he’s already dragging you away to a different room.

✦ alice is always one step ahead. if you’re in the mood, she is too. she’ll make up a very believable excuse so you two can have some fun time. ;)

✦ it would take rosalie a second to understand what you want, but as soon as she does, she is pulling you away - with or without an excuse.

✦ emmett is very oblivious. you would have to straight up tell him what you want. he would be so cute about it though, probably giving a small smile and a quick peck on the cheek, before taking you away.

✦ edward is an awkward old man. he would most definitely not know what to do if you gave him the eyes. he would probably make up an excuse so you two wouldn’t have fun time.

↳ ahh i accidentally deleted this and had to rewrite it from memory :( also i added more characters bc this one is super short lol

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[imaslutforwritingshit]

Edward Cullen Imagine (XF!READER)

PART TWO

Warnings- smut, p in v, cunnilingus, faint jealousy (Jacob), passionate (lovey) sex

P.S I’ve actually never made smut where the characters actually loved each other😭 it’s mostly just desire. So this is actually kinda well written , just a foreword to the poetic shit she says.

Read PART ONE here ;)

I didn’t understand what he meant when he said that. I didn’t understand, until his cold fingers snakes down the bones of my hips, and he covered me with his strong body, like the crevices in my pelvic bone were made solely for his hands.

“You,” Edward strained, his voice gravely, unlike the normal smooth charisma he embodied. As he spoke in my ear, he pushed my shorts down with his thumbs, the cheeky underwear I had picked out this morning on a whim now on full display to him.

When Edward let his fingers graze the shape of my ass, his hand wavered on my skin, like every movement was delicate- and yet something he couldn’t contain. “You are making me lose myself. The way you sound, look, smell,” Edward inhaled sharply, grinding his hard cock across the sheer fabric of my underwear. The feeling sent shivers and tingles down the nerves of my stomach.

I wanted more. I’ve never wanted anything as much as I wanted this. His voice was amplifying my desire for him, each rough syllable a new jolt of electricity through my body.

Edward groaned as my panties rose up, his dick deeper in the planes of my ass. I could practically feel the veins of his body sliding on the skin of my ass cheeks.

He finished his sentence in a husky tone, each word getting harder for him to speak. “You make me want to do horrible things, Calypso. I want to be selfish with you. To you.” The lowness of his voice, if I didn’t know him as my boyfriend, would be straight up deadly- and terrifying.

My heart melted at the thought of Edward getting what he wanted, a strange mixture of lustful hormones and admiration for the words. Everything Edward has always been was good, and gentleman-like, and selfless.

So, yeah. I want him to be selfish. I want him to have what he wants, just for this evening.

I arched my back, pressing my entire ass against his erection. “I need you to be selfish, Edward. I want to see you lose control.”

Edward stopped moving for a second, breathing heavily over my body. I could feel his cock twitching on my underwear, and I bucked my hips backwards, urging him to keep going. He stopped my movement with a rough push on my hips, bringing my entire body to the cushion.

“Callie, Callie. I will never lose control.” he felt my body up, each grope electrifying my senses. “I desire ruining you. My body begs to. The amount of times I fantasized of killing you when I met you…You drive me insane, beautiful.” He paused, and I could almost feel a smile on his face. “But I’m not a dog. I wouldn’t eat you alive the first chance I get, for my own filthy benefit.” Edward bit his lip, tilting his head in a dangerously playful motion. “Unless, of course, you would prefer that. Canines?”

Realization dawned on me. Jacob. He was mocking me about Jacob. Where was this coming from?

“Edward, I don’t care about him. I want you.”

Edward draped his head by mine, the graceful stands of his hair falling on my cheek. “I don’t know why you enjoy that so much, Calypso. The thought of being weak. Under Jacob’s ruthless control.”

The words were true, but still irritating. I could only assume this fire of emotion was coming from his episode of lust, but my body was getting too many mixed emotions to understand how to feel about it.

Edward thumbed my panties now, sliding the strings down in a slow, taunting manner. “I know that animal would love to see you like that. Begging.” He snarled quietly at that, and took a quick breath as my underwear slid off my ass. “To see you asking him, pleading him to take control from you.”

I whimpered, a strange thrill coming from the anger in his voice. He was jealous- because he wanted me.

Maybe I’m sick for that having fueled my desire more.

But then again, maybe I’m sick for loving a vampire.

He kissed my shoulder blade, a soft contrast to the hardness of his words. “I’ve thought about tasting you for a long time.”

My blood.

A strange, unusual spike of fear entered my heart.

This was Edward. But he’s different now- fueled by emotions, unpredictable.

Is he gonna hurt me?

Edward kissed the small of my back, dragging his hands to my waist.

“I’ve thought about tasting you, Calypso. I just never said how.”

Edward grabbed my side, rolling me to be on my back. I stared at his eyes, animalistic and wild, blending in with the dark of the forest behind him.

“Spread your legs, my dove.”

My heart was pounding so fast, I could feel the pulse all over my body. Specifically throbbing in the area between my thighs, which I spread out per his orders.

Edward sucked in a breath in his teeth, the fangs in his mouth sticking out in a predatory manner. Only staring at my naked body, like the very sight was granting him vitality. He didn’t drop his frighteningly focused stare, and instead leaned over me, kissing my thighs. Each touch was tipping me over, teasing me in a painful way.

I remember what Edward had told me a month ago.

“So the lion fell in love with the lamb.”

I was indeed, a stupid lamb.

He grazed the skin below my stomach with his lips, tracing the lines of my hips with a trail of burning kisses. I was practically rocking my hips, a silent beg for more.

Edward pushed his cold, comforting hands on my hips again, forcing me down.

God, I could live in this moment forever.

This is my life now. He is my life now. I can’t see anything farther than this.

This is my past, my present, my future all encapsulated in one small, fleeting moment.

Edward stared at me, with intense, hot eyes, dragging on my breasts, my hips, and the slow trail to my clit. It would embarrass me- the heavy eye contact, with anyone else.

But Edward’s not like anyone else.

So I kept my gaze on him, as he kept his eyes on me, and let his warm tongue heat the area between my folds. I shivered from his godlike touch, unable to tear my eyes from the beautiful scene of his mouth on my body. He grasped my thighs harder, tracing circles with the perfect pressure on my clit.

As if he couldn’t control the quick movement, he snaked his tongue down to my wet opening, rolling movements inside of me. I mewled, gripping the sheets with white knuckles. My toes were already curling from the very idea of him touching me like this.

Edward bite down a little harder on the top of my pussy, licking my body like I was his last meal. Every touch was strategic, but am I surprised? He had 104 years of experience.

Orgasm was rising to my surface too quickly. I grabbed his hair, increasing the screaming thoughts of my mind, hoping he’ll understand. But the desire took over him- and he began flicking his wet tongue more, causing me to jerk my head backwards, clasping my thighs over his head.

“Please, Edward.” My gasps were filling the empty space, all of his movements sickeningly perfect.

He let go of me, the warm tongue exiting my folds, and I clenched my thighs together harder as he kneeled over me, his breath ragged and heavy. His lips were sleek with my fluid, and I felt my ears go red.

He was looking at me like I was the most beautiful thing to exist. He watched me, so intense that I could cower from his breathtaking gaze. Edward pulled his shirt over his head, the pale, shimmering color of his skin mesmerizing me.

The sun was out. Fading over the large pine trees of Forks- as if the universe had some perfectly divine idea of the first connection of our bodies.

His eyes were light brown in the sunlight, the lines of his abs sparkling in the warm orange of the sun.

“I’m crazy about you.” My confession was soft, so soft I wasn’t sure he heard it.

Edward slowly shook his head, but all I could focus on was the color of his eyes. It was the only thing tethering me from heaven.

He was a fallen angel, looking at me like I was the cure to his sin.

“Calypso. You are my destruction.” His breath quickened, his lean chest rising and falling with the pace of my own.

Edward’s mouth met mine one more time, one more soft, passionate time. I grazed my fingers over the muscles of his back, memorizing every part of this moment. Solidifying it in my nimble, mortal mind.

He let the tip of his dick slide on my wet pussy, staring at me with lustful eyes, eyes waiting for confirmation.

I nodded, biting my lip in preparation.

Edward let his thick shaft slide in my cunt, and I yelped, clenching his thick shoulders.

It hurt. His dick was so big, I was hardly prepared for it. But Edward, with the last remaining piece of willpower he had, slowed his movements, his hard body meeting the spongey, untouched area inside of me.

He hissed, dropping his body on mine, and he grazed his fingers through my hair, each thrust getting more powerful.

With that, I realized something.

Edward is a vampire.

A vampire with exceeding amounts of supernatural strength, and… stamina.

He showed no signs of reaching climax as he warmed my body with his cock, each stroke inside of me causing pleasure to shoot to my stomach.

I could faintly hear my reaction- unreal, loud moans that I assume the deers of the forest could hear. I mewled as he slowed down, pushing his forearms into the cushion. Edward let out a soft groan, stroking my face with his thumb. He repositioned his position, pushing his dick back in, and reaching new lengths of pleasure in my insides. I moaned, shamelessly, letting my fingers dig into his back.

The warm ball of nerves were heating at my core, a sign that I was reaching climax. Edward’s mouth dropped to my collarbones, sucking sharp hickeys as he thrusted inside of me, each movement rolling my eyes back.

I whimpered, stammering from the euphoria shaking my legs. “I’m-close…”

Edward moaned, a sound so beautiful I could’ve just watched him now, an artist and a masterpiece. He ground his hips to mine, hissing with the feeling of his body completely in mine. I let my hands fall over my head, closing my eyes to try to preserve the orgasm rising in my gut.

“No.” Edward’s voice was strained, the softness of his movements gone. Each thrust inside of me was hard, rough, matching his untainted desire. “Don’t close your eyes. I need to see you.”

I need to see you.

How could I love someone so much it hurt?

I opened my eyes weakly, meeting the heavy lidded, black pits of Edward’s. His abs clenched as he pushed inside of me, his hips bucking with a renounced speed. I gasped at the feeling of his dick hitting my cervix, trying to focus on his face, overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Please,” I begged one more time, the need for my climax forcing my legs to shake on his.

Edward managed a smile, and dropped his body again, fully covering mine. He rocked into me, and I whimpered in his ear, letting my hands drop over his neck.

Nothing has ever felt this good. Nothing will ever feel this good.

Edward groaned, the thrusts getting so hard it began to hurt again, with a strange, overwhelming pleasure that came with the pain.

“Callie…” His voice was soft for the jerk of his hips, a warm sensation rolling over my body.

“Edward!” I squirmed, peak taking over my nerves.

“I know, love.” Edward’s breaths were fast in my ear, the jerk of his hips creating the sounds of skin slapping throughout the room. He let a heavy groan slip from his lips, and I felt the leak of precum making the inside of my pussy even more liquid.

“I’m going to-” Edward’s voice was nothing more then a raspy groan in my ear.

“Please, please!” I whimpered again, clenching my legs around his abdomen to avoid the painful desire of climax. He had edged me on for so long, I don’t think I could’ve waited anymore.

Edward’s movements turned hard, fast, a ripple of sensation arousing my body again. He growled, our skin smacking together with new volume, and orgasm blinded my vision, making me roll my eyes back, and arch my back until my clit touched the root of his cock. I screamed, scraping my nails on his back until I could’ve been sure there was blood.

Edward didn’t protest; in fact, he thrust harder with that, each movement causing him to heave breaths, the warm air hitting my ear. He moaned, a vibration in the mess of my hair, and quickly pulled his warm, wet body from my own, shooting strings of hot white on the base of my stomach, dripping down my sensitive cunt.

Edward rolled off of me slowly, collapsing on the small couch, both of our bodies reeling the affects of the tiresome fuck. I attempted to catch my breath, feeling my heart beating so fast I couldn’t hear the birds chirping anymore. Hesitantly, I turned my body to meet his, but Edward was already staring at me, the warmth of his expression a relief to me. He bit his lip, his chest rising the similar pattern mine was.

I processed everything, opening my mouth to speak, but not understanding how to phrase it.

“Edward?”

He smiled, the soft, mesmerizing action in my peripheral. “Yes?” The melody of his voice still left me catching my breath.

I couldn’t say the words. They rung in my mind, an untamable message dancing through my heart.

Three words.

I love you.

Edward let his eyes fall on mine, hearing the silent plea of my mind.

“I love you too, Callie.” His mouth was parted, and his lips were red from before, and he read my mind and read those words. I couldn’t help it when I draped over his body, kissing him like it was the first time all over again.

He snaked his arms over my bare body, his smooth knuckles tickling my spine. His lips draped over mine as if we were two puzzle pieces, separated for too long, and now here, and alive, and in love.

I loved Edward Cullen. I had the very first day I met him. And even if I die a mortal, holding the hand of the boy who will exist forever, I know I’ll live until the day he ceases to.

I’ll live in Edward’s heart,

And he’ll live in mine.

Because that’s what love is, right? A taste of forever.

And we were forever.

Okay that’s it byeeee

I am super open to constructive criticism and feedback, as well as recs. Thanks for reading ! :> <333

[sunset-curve-fantom]

Eternity Jasper Hale x Reader

JUST TRYING SOMETHING!

You watched carefully as Jasper walked through the room. The sunlight shining in on the one beautiful day in Forks.

As the sunlight hit his skin, he sparkled. His skin reflective like a million stars as it reflected through the room. His golden eyes flashing throughout the room as you watched.

It was like he could feel your eyes tracking him, “Can I help you my love?” He questioned

You laughed under your breath as he focused on you. Under his gaze you could feel the butterflies in your stomach, knowing if you were still human that a blush would be crossing your cheeks softly.

WHAT DO WE THINK??? NEED MORE???

[munsonsquinnn]

WHERE ARE ALL THE GOOD EDWARD CULLEN X READER FICS

[too-many-fandoms-tbh]

MOVIE NIGHT

edward cullen smut

edward cullen x fem!human

cw : fingering, mirror use, praise kink, choking, temperature play (??)

"hey, edward!" y/n greeted with a smile. she'd barely just gotten the movie set up, and he was already climbing in the window.

edward smiled at her, instantly closing the distance between them and pulling her into a soft kiss. she smiled against his lip, eventually pulling away and flopping backwards onto the bed. crawling up to the headboard, she patted the spot next to her.

edward climbed in bed next to her, smiling when she immediately curled up next to him. the summer air had heated up her room, and edward's skin never failed to cool her off.

the movie started and y/n found it harder and harder to focus. edward's thumb was softly stroking her bare arm, but she started imaging his hands all over her body. tearing off her clothes, pinching her nipples, on her throat, inside her...

y/n squirmed next to edward, crossing her legs as an excuse to squish her thighs together. her cheeks had heated up just at the thought, and she could've sworn her pulse went straight to her pussy.

it was in moments like this that she thanked whatever god was out there that her boyfriend couldn't read her mind.

even without mind-reading, edward could sense something was wrong. "everything alright?" he asked, sliding his hand up and down her arm.

"mhm," y/n barely managed to squeak out. fuck, she wanted him so bad. she couldn't help but think about the last time they'd done anything, how cold his fingers felt against her.

"oh really?" edward said in a tone that made y/n flush in embarrassment; he knew. "because you're burning up."

"w..what? no i'm not."

"baby, i can hear your heartbeat." as he spoke, his fingers trailed up her waist and across her collarbones.

she shivered under his touch. "then kiss me."

he did as he was told. pulling her onto his lap with a swift movement, edward brought his lips to hers. she planted her hands on his stomach, stroking the rock hard abs under his shirt. at the same time, his hands rubbed lightly up and down her waist, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

y/n pulled away to catch a breath. as she did so, she tore her t-shirt off, exposing the lacy bralette she had worn underneath. through the thin fabric, edward could already see how hard her nipples were.

by the time she'd returned her lips to his, he was already unhooking her bra. she felt the fabric come loose around her, and without breaking the kiss, she slid the straps off of her arms.

edward's hands grazed y/n's nipples and the girl moaned into his mouth. goosebumps flooded her body in the best way possible. one of his hands trailed down to the waistband of her sleep-shorts, and she squirmed against him, trying anything she could to get him to touch her.

"please," she begged.

"please what?" edward asked calmly, putting his years of perfecting patience to use.

y/n didn't want to say anything; she was suddenly shy. it was only when his hands left her body that she squirmed against him. "please," she tried to grind against him, but his hands gripped her waist. "touch me."

"as you wish," edward smirked. with a swift movement, he slid off her shorts and panties, leaving her completely naked. she shivered as his hands rode down her bare back, over the cups of her ass, and down her thighs.

"edward," y/n whined. she was so wet that without her panties, she'd begun to drip down her thighs.

"you've made quite a mess, haven't you?" edward teased. before she could respond, his ice cold fingers pinched both of her nipples, and she let out a load moan. suddenly, he slipped out from under her. moving too fast for her to see, y/n didn't even have a chance to complain before he was back in bed.

"what did you..?" her voice got lost in her throat when she saw that her full-length mirror had been placed at the end of the bed.

edward watched as she stared at her own naked reflection. he was sat with his back against the headboard and legs spread apart far enough for her to fit between them.

edward reached forward and softly pulled y/n between his legs. her knees were spread over his, leaving her pussy wide open in front of the mirror. her bare back laid against his chest, her head falling onto his shoulder.

"i want you to see yourself how i see you, angel." he told her, brushing the stray hairs out of her face. "how beautiful you look when you unravel."

even his words send another wave of arousal through y/n's body. she felt herself clench around nothing, but before she could say anything, edward's hands were back on her body.

one hand busied itself with her hardened nipples, causing light pants to escape her. his other hand teased her folds, collecting the wetness with his middle finger.

"ed..." she moaned, trying fruitlessly to buck her hips against his hand.

"shh," edward whispered, continuing to run his index finger up and down her pussy, gliding past her clit but not applying any pressure. the hand that was groping her chest moved to her throat, tilting her head forward so that she was forced to look at her own reflection again. "now watch."

he held her head in place as he suddenly inserted a freezing finger inside her. y/n let out a shocked moan, feeling her warm walls clench against his icy digit.

"so pretty," he praised, beginning to move his finger. he moved slowly, teasing her yet again. his hand slowly fell off of her throat and back down to her nipples, which she knew would be sore in the morning.

suddenly, he inserted a second finger, and y/n moaned even louder than before. it was times like this that she was forever thankful she lived alone. edward began scissoring his fingers in her, and she couldn't help but whimper, her back pushing against his chest as she bucked her hips up.

"faster," she moaned out, struggling to keep her eyes on the mirror. her own fingers were nothing in comparison to his hard, cold ones.

edward let out a breathy laugh in her ear, but complied to her desperate wishes. he inserted a third finger and began pumping in and out of her even faster than before.

his hand trailed off of her nipples and to her throat. y/n moaned loudly as his hand applied the slightest pressure to her neck, causing her head to loll back onto his shoulder. he didn't even bother to remind her to look at herself as she got lost in her own world of moans.

"i live to pleasure you," edward whispered. he could tell she was close by the way her moans got higher-pitched and her muscles began tightening. "you're the most beautiful specimen i've ever laid eyes on."

when his thumb pressed down on clit, y/n could've sworn her eyes rolled to the back of her head. he continued to pump in and out of her, getting faster and faster until his pace wasn't even near one of a human anymore.

edward's hand tightened around her throat, and y/n lost it. she practically screamed as her orgasm flooded her entire body. she shuddered against edward as he slowly rode her through it.

when she finally fell limp against him, edward pulled his cool fingers out of her. his hand relaxed against her throat and brushed beads of cold sweat off of her forehead.

as quick as lightening, edward ran to get a towel from the bathroom as well as fresh pajamas. he cleaned up the aftermath, praising y/n the whole time he did so. he helped her get redressed, and by the time he sat back down, she was already slumping against him.

"aw man," she said hazily. "the movie's over."

edward smiled, pressing a soft kiss to her temple. he could tell she was nearing sleep by the way her heart rate slowed and she struggled to keep her eyes open. "it's alright, baby. i'm not sure you'd have stayed awake through it anyways. now goodnight, my love."

[inxzoid]

#TEAMJACOB🤭🤭

Now yall can't tell me this man ain't fine he's so scrumptious I may lose my mind he's my bbygirl werewolf😍😍 ngl him with long hair hits so fucking hard but like him with short hair could do things to me😋😝 fuck Bella I'm so much better for you jacob like cmon we all know I would do you right, the second you say you want me I'm pouncing on you I will grow old with you I swear🙏

[natti-ice]

18+ mdni

Edward canonically being a caring and passionate lover sits very well with me. Like yeah fuck me slow but also break the bed😩

[dollyism]

edward’s fantasies had always made him feel terrible – guilt filled his entire being at the mere thought of all the disgusting things that he wanted to do to you. he felt entirely sinful, but sometimes even he couldn’t rebel against his nature, against his needs.

he felt as if he had corrupted you, a feeling which made him both ashamed of himself and undeniably needy for you. whenever you asked him to do something particularly disgusting his lips would twitch down into a frown, though his cock grew hard at the mere thought.

“will you spit in my mouth… please?” you practically begged edward one day. he sighed, frowning to himself as he took your chin in his hands, gently angling your head backward as you parted your lips for him.

“at least you’ve still got your manners, even if i’ve robbed you of your innocence… that’s one thing, i suppose.” and despite his dramatic demeanour, he did exactly what you asked for. “swallow.”

[wolcont]

Leon Kennedy would’ve been a great Edward Cullen if he was real, we’ve been robbed😔

[robertpattinsonslut]

hi darling! i was wondering if you could write your last imagine its so cute! i love it! hope you have a great day or night and i loveeee youu!

𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄!

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐧!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

ೃ⁀➷𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 1/?

ೃ⁀➷𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒: 3.3+𝐊!

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.

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ೃ⁀➷ 𝐀/𝐍: 𝐇𝐢 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲! 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 <3. 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠! ⍟

My hands were shaking. My body was sweating. My head was spinning. I couldn't believe that my sister was dead.

I grabbed my phone from the counter and typed in Charlie's phone number as I placed the phone to my earlobe. I was holding into the table, breathing heavily as a silent tear rolled down on my left cheek what was flushed red because of my blood pressure.

Charlie answered the phone after the fourth ring as he spoke into it. His voice was raspy, sad and angry. I couldn't hold it anymore so I started to cry while he was listening to me through the phone.

My sobs were quiet as I gasped for air. The worst part was that Bella was pregnant and I couldn't imagine how the Cullens were dealing with the situation...especially Edward.

- Y/N don't cry it's going to be okay I promise. I sent the Cullens after you, it's better if you stay with them for a short period of time. I don't think I can take a really good care of you...and you are still eighteen a kid. I'm going to Phoenix for a few days, tell Renée that you are going to be fine I don't think she will believe me...I love you. - He said and when I didn't answer, a sigh left his lips and he placed down the phone.

I placed the phone back to the counter as I carried my legs to the stairs of the house. I almost fell due to my blurred vision. I let out more sobs and got got upstairs holding onto the limit as I lifted my legs on each step.

I entered my room staring at it. It was a little room with a bed in it, next to it a desk where my books and some photo frames where. I slowly got to the desk, picking up photo frame and I stared at it blankly. I traced my fingers on the frame of the photo of me and my sister.

It was after graduation. Bella and I were wearing this long, yellow dress and the graduation hat on our heads. I remember that dad took this picture because mom asked him to. Renée was always a memory keeper, whatever happened she had to take millions of pictures to remember the exact same moment.

I bought the frame to my chest, holding it tightly as a few more sobs escaped my mouth. I never could imagine myself living with the Cullens. What dad meant that he is going to be away for days in his understatement meant a few years, and I was a hundred percent sure that I'm not going to make it with hero hair Edward Cullen and his vampire family. Yeah maybe I spent dinners there because Bella and Edward invited me to, but nothing serious happened.

I softly ran my hands through my brunette locks and took the hair away from my face. I leaned onto the wall sliding down to the floor. My mascara ran down my face as I looked at my ceiling still crying and reaching for air.

It didn't even take 5 minutes for a car to show up. I heard the motor of it which was kind of surprising, because the only car this loud I knew was Bella's trunk. I slowly got up from the floor and wiped my mascara off with the sleeves of my hoodie.

I walked to my window and reached for the knob of it, twisting and opening it fully. As I gazed out the window the cold October's breeze got through my skin and I closed my eyes feeling the fresh air. The weather was chilly, after all living in Forks comes with this. I shifted my gaze to the oak tree which was in the neighborhood and watched the letters slowly fall down from it to the ground.

I was still hearing the motor of the shiny Volvo what I immediately recognized. I looked down to my shaking hands noticing that I was gripping the windows ledge. The door opened and Edward Cullen got out of the car. I showed him a tired smile as he looked at me worried. My face was totally saying others then my inner, but I knew that he could easily read my toughts from even 20 meters.

My heart started pounding in my chest. I felt like a part of my heart just stopped beating and was nowhere to be functioning. I stood out of his way and waited until he got in through my window, but before he could even get in I fainted and my head hit the floor, loosing my consciousness as my eyes started to give out just like my heart.

A few days later

I woke up to the beeps of the green glowing monitor what showed my heart rate next to me. My fingertips were tracing somethings on the blanket what was wrapped around my figure. I slowly opened my eyes gazing at the table that was next to me with roses and cards on it. I moved my gaze to the end of the bed and a girl was sitting on it, waiting for me to wake up.

- Oh my god you are awake! - She exclaimed smiling at me while taking my hand in hers.

The girl was Alice, she looked a bit more like a woman after graduation eventough they don't really age. Seems like their 67th graduation changed a lot about them...wish I could say the same.

She was wearing a leather jacket with a black dress covering her thighs with a matching pair of black heels. The "Im dressed in black" look informed me that today is Bella's funeral and I couldn't go because of my physical condition.

- Hi... - I said with a raspy tone. Her hand was cold and it felt good. My eyes were still sore and I barely managed to open them fully. I felt that something in my stomach wasn't really having great days because I wasn't eating for a few, a nd my immune system started to give out.

-How are you? We were worried you are not going to wake up. - Alice asked tightening her hold on my hand.

I was surprised she didn't have any visions of me...maybe because I wasn't awake or something like that.

- Yeah well I only remember seeing Edward from my windows and then I fainted my head is still spinning and my stomach is hurting like crazy. - I said quietly looking out of the big see through doors and I realised that I wasn't at a hospital. I was in Carlisle's hospital room in the Cullen house.

Then she suddenly looked into the nothing and stayed motionless. She stayed like this for almost half a minute and then when she woke up she stared at me with wide eyes and a shocked face.

- Alice what's wrong? What did you see? - I asked holding her hands in mines. It didn’t take a second for her to quickly speed away from the room and ran up the stairs to find her family.

I was left alone in the bed for about ten minutes after Carlisle came down to the room I was in. Good I tought. Now I will have to stay here for I don't know how long. Behind him followed Edward who didn't even look up from the stairs.

- Edward help her sit in the wheelchair. - Carlisle said running to his desk to grab some things after the mentioned person came up to my bed and placed his hand behind my back and the other one under my legs.

- Hey I can sit up don't touch me! - I said. No. Shouted at him. He looked at me like I was crazy but he lifted me up anyways and carried me to the wheelchair, sitting me in it. I looked at him like I was going to kill him after the funeral, but he pushed the wheelchair to Carlisle's desk and he sat down aswell on a chair next to me.

I looked down to see why were my legs shaking and I saw it. I saw that I had huge bump, covering the top of my thighs as I opened my mouth to scream out of the top of my lungs. The only thing that accused me not to was Edward turning his back on me, ignoring my words and acting like I wasn't even there. I moved my head back to my thighs and lifted my nightgrown. How did I even get in a nightgrown?

- This is why we came up... - Carlisle spoke and I moved my head up from my thigs to stare at his face. He was giving me a worried look again just like Edward did yesterday. Was it even yesterday? I didn't know how many days I have slept through - Y/N - He kept the eye contact with me and not caring about that he wasn't blinking already for about 3 minutes - You are not pregnant by yourself don't worry, you are carrying the baby Bella was. - He spoke looking back at Edward who was still turning his back on us.

It was like in that moment, my full life just run down in front of my eyes. I couldn't believe nor I wanted to that I was carrying my dead sisters baby, or whatever is this. A baby shouldn't grow this fast. They just came home from the honeymoon like two weeks ago. I finally found my voice again in my sore throat and began to speak eventough I didn't even know what words were coming out of my mouth.

- No I can't. Bella died! My sister is dead how can I possibly carry something what was in her womb a few days ago? How? You are lying! You did something to me there is no possibility for a 2 week old fetus to be this huge already! Look at me! I look like I'm already in my nineth month! - I exclaimed, sweating and trying to control my anger what just literally splashed over my nerves. He took a deep breath before going to the ultrasound station and nodding to Edward to come and help me to the bed.

-I already told you that I do not need your help, thank you! - I said getting slowly up myself, eventough I thought I did it, my back started to hurt after not being used to my big bump and I almost fell to my knees, letting out a gasp as Edward catched me and picked me up before I could even take a breath.

He stared at my face and gave me a look that told me I shouldn't really speak back to him. And I immediately thought about two words that he could easily read out from my mind.

Fuck yourself.

He gave me his serious look again and carried me to the bed where the ultrasound was, and laid me on my back. He then moved away from me and went to the big windows to look out of them. I stared at his back blankly as he walked to the window and crossed his arms on his chest.

- Atleast try to not show it that you hate me from this moment now... - I whispered but also knew that he could hear it so I turned my gaze to Carlisle who was setting up the whole thing. I lifted my nightgrown a little so the bump's end would be visible and he placed the cold transcuder on it and I shivered.

He started typing in some things on the keyboard and I moved my gaze to the monitor as it turned on and the baby became more visible.

- The head is upwards so it will be sure a caesarean delivery still and I see that the hands are opening. - He smiled as he moved the transcuder to the left and upwards. - After all it seems healthier then before! - Carlisle said typing more things on the keyboard as I stared at the baby in the monitor.

A silent tear fell down on my cheek and I quickly wiped it away, sniffling my nose and I felt more tears spill out. I couldn't still believe that a part of Bella was still with me. It made me happy and forget about how worse things were. I forgot about everything that bothered me in that moment and thought about the baby. I smiled as the monitor showed the heartbeat of it.

- Okay I'm done, I'm just gonna pack away everything. You can wipe the gel down. - He handed me the paper towels and I slowly but cleverly wiped it down. My gaze flew to the person standing at the window who's hands now were in his pockets as he didn't hid the fact that he listened to what Carlisle said about the baby and he then turned around staring at me laying on the bed.

His face as usual, didn't show his emotions. It was like he swallowed something really bad, but didn't want to tell it. He finally walked over his adoptive father as he gave something to the younger vampire.

He held a picture in his hand. Probably that was what Carlisle was typing after he checked on me. After all Edward finally showed the famous little smile of his and slided the picture in the pocket of his jacket.

- I'm gonna check your blood pressure and take some blood from you, then I will help you to your room. - Carlisle spoke finally standing up from his seat to find the blood pressure meter as Edward helped me to sit up.

He squeezed my hand before letting it go again as he went back to the big see through windows. I stared at him again, thinking that I probably messed up now our friendship with my thoughts and I let out a sigh.

- Your room is still not ready since Alice is rambling about something called "Y/N's color scheme" and we didn't knew what kind of furniture we should buy so today I'm taking Rosalie with myself and she will help me since she is into pregnancy, until that you are going to sleep in Edward's room. - he said wrapping the fabric around my arm and tying it tightly then pressing the start button on the little machine.

I looked at Edward again who was facing the windows. The color black didn't really remind me of him. He never wore these kind of suits and what really hurt my heart, that in the next few years, he is never going to go out of his room, while I have to be with him. I knew that if he comes home I would confront him about this whole thing. It hurt to me aswell just as enough as for him, so I knew what was he feeling, but I was here and I was only here because if Bella couldn't make her dream come true, then I knew that she would beg for me to complete my own.

- Average. - Carlisle said forcing me out of my thoughts. I looked back at him and he turned the machine off taking the fabric off my left arm and placed it on the table next to us.

- Now I'm going to take blood. - He said reaching for the clamping strap and wrapped it tightly around my arm.

I wondered back to my own thoughts. What would happen if I give birth to this baby? Would Edward still hate me for being here instead of Bella? Would he even speak to me? I looked down again before Carlisle could see that I had tears in my eyes again.

- Okay now stretch your arm and your palm too. - He went to his desk reaching for the needle and some tampons with sterilizer and he sat down facing me.

- You can look to the window if you like to some of my patients don't really like seeing their blood. - he chuckled searching my veins when he found one he sterilized the spot and grabbed the needle.

As he pushed the needle in a sigh left my lips and I looked at the window. When he was done he pulled it out and gave me a tampon to hold the blood back.

- Okay well then Edward will push you to his room! - Carlisle said looking at Edward and giving him a look as he turned around. He slowly walked to me again, now looking somewhat calmer then before. He picked me up by my legs and my back then slowly sitting me in the wheel chair. My back leant onto the back of the chair, relaxing my muscles. Edward went behind me again and reached for the two handles of the chair. He lifted the metal rod so it could move as he started to push me towards the elevator.

- Wait you have a bed in your room? I tought vampires don't sleep...? - I asked, remembering again what his room looked like. No, it sure didn't have a bed before.

- Well it's technically yours. We couldn't set it in your room now, you know what Carlisle said. - Edward finally spoke after being silent for almost an hour. He pushed the button to the elevator and the doors opened infront of us. He pushed me into it, pushing the button of the second floor as he still stood behind me, probably reading my thoughts.

Then I decided I would ask if something with me being here bothers him but I decided not to. Atleast not today, on Bella's funeral.

He suddenly stepped in front of me and bended down to my level. He brushed the hair out of my face and pushed some behnd my ear. He looked down and pursed his lips as tried to say something but no words came out of his mouth. Then he shook his head, and went behind my chair again. I sighed in defeat, because I wanted to talk to him. And it didn't work out again.

As the doors slowly opened they revealed the white corridors and the paintings on the wall. I smiled looking at the familiar doors and paintings all over the wall as Edward pushed me towards the right side of the corridor where his room was. He stopped infront of the familiar elephantbone white colored door with a number on it and he twisted the know revealing his room. He pushed me inside and stopped in the middle of his room stepping infront of me again to pick me up. He placed his hands again under my legs and my back and picked me up.

He carried me to the king sized bed and placed me down on it, covering my body with the blankets. And he squeezed my hand again walking to the door. I stopped him by saying his name.

- Edward! - I spoke calmly as his back faced me again. He didn't even bother to turn around he just stopped in his tracks. - Please if you come home wake me up. Don't wait for me until I do. Now go you have somewhere to be... - I whispered as he continued to walk to the door and opened it closing it slowly behind him.

I stared at the ceiling trying to sleep that day. Whenever I closed my eyes, he would come infront of me. I tried to turn to my sides, but it didn't work out. I only once almost screamed because of the pain I felt, but I quickly turned to my back again never trying to turn around.

I looked at his sshelf where his CD's where. They were full of classic's from the sixties to the now day music. I was surprised that he even had the first of Taylor's album. I quickly glanced over his desk where his journal was opened with a black picture glancing out of it. I couldn't see it from far away. As my eyes started to give out again, I smiled to myself as the baby kicked somehow now not that painful. I placed my palm on my bump again and started rubbing it.

After all I could live here. Not like the Cullens were horrible persons. Atleast I knew they weren't. I just didn't know what was Alice's vision holding in the future for me.

[imaslutforwritingshit]

Edward Cullen Imagine (F!Reader)

Y’all this took 2 hours 😨

WARNING- smut, biting, oral (m receiving)

PART ONE

Fem. Reader-

Name: Calypso Sawyer (Callie)

Origin- From New Mexico, came to Forks with her father. Had just been introduced as Edward’s girlfriend to the Cullen family<3 A human girl, similar dynamic with Edward, and personality as Bella (but not as y/n tropey as Bella acted💀)

EDWARD CAN READ CALLIE’S MIND*

He just fell in love with her cuz she’s hot af

Setting- The Cullen Mansion

“I think I have to go now.”

Edward furrowed his perfect eyebrows, a tug of smile reaching his lips. “That’s not really necessary, Calypso.”

God, the way my name sounded on his lips made me wild.

I forced myself to think straight. “But Alice and Jasper already left. Emmett says he’s about to, too.”

Edward chuckled, a sweet, soft sound. “Jasper’s only leaving because you smell so mouthwatering. He wouldn’t want you to leave on his behalf. Stay.” The last words felt urgent on his tongue, and a sudden jolt of electricity ran through my veins.

Staying, at Edward’s house.

Alone with him.

Maybe I should be scared that I’m going to be alone with a vampire. A cold blooded killer.

But I’m more terrified of what I’ll do around him. The way he makes my senses heighten, and the rest of the world disappear. How he makes my heart feel close to bursting with a brush of his fingers.

I’m scared of myself.

“I don’t know, Edward.” The lie felt far-away in my mouth.

Edward’s smile faded, and he repositioned his body on the large bookshelf. “Because of me?” The look in his eyes told me he had read the words in my mind, the fear I felt, even if it wasn’t directed to him.

“No!” I rushed the words out, and stood off the sofa to touch his face, leaning my body to his shoulders. “No, anything but you. I just don’t want to mess this up.”

Edward laughed, a heavenly vibration on my neck. The small gesture warmed my insides. “You can’t mess this up, Callie. Nothing you could do would pull me away from you.”

I looked up at him. The strong line of his jaw, those predatory, bewildering amber eyes. My gaze wandered to the soft curves of his lips, and I couldn’t help myself when I leaned in.

He gripped my lower back in response, pulling me closer as we kissed. He was delicate, careful with his movement as always, but the intoxicating tease of his tongue on mine was different. He explored my mouth with a new passion, trailing his fingers on my waist. I shivered at the cold, yet exhilarating touch. Edward immediately coiled back, his chest rising and falling quickly from the touch.

“Are you okay?” I knew he already understood I was okay, the light in his eyes proving he already read my mind.

I almost laughed. “Yes, God. I’m okay, Edward.” A playful smile reached my lips, and I grabbed the collars of his shirt, letting my warm fingertips slide over his neck.

The feeling of my skin caused Edward to tilt his head back roughly, the clench of his jaw stronger. His tussled hair spread on old books rearranged on his shelf, and he closed his eyes, like my fingers were blades.

The room was blanketed in a heavy softness, so comfortable I pushed even more, letting my fingers fall to the smooth lines of his collarbones.

“Fuck, Callie!” Edward pushed away from me, and rushed his body to the balcony with supernatural speed, grabbing the railings with brutal strength. I stared with shock as his his body heaved with breath, the thin fabric of his grey shirt untucked from his dark blue slacks.

I covered my mouth and backed up. “Shit, is it my blood?” I hadn’t stopped to consider what my scent could have done to him. I even wore an extra layer of perfume to try to offset it, but it might’ve made it worse.

Edward turned around, walking to me in quick strides, and I fell back on the sofa. He kneeled in front of me, balancing his body on his palms on the cushion.

“That’s not what’s driving me crazy right now.”

I leaned closer, letting my lips part slightly. “Then what is it?”

Edward dropped his head from my eyesight, and curled his fingers near my own. “Vampires, especially males,” Edward lowered his voice, struggling to get the words out. “We go through potent episodes of…lust.”

My mouth fell open, and I manually forced my jaw to shut. “What?” My voice was an octave higher. “Like… in heat?”

Edward laughed a dry, humorless laugh. “Yeah, you could say that.” His eyes met mine, the predatory color returning, like the way he had looked at me the first day we met.

I unconsciously almost moved back, but decided against it. Curiosity dared me to ask the next words. “So…um-how do you… take care of it?”

Edward’s hands snaked to my fingers, casually tracing circles on my knuckles. “How any guy would. Calypso, I’m still 17 in body.”

My face burned. The thought of Edward touching his body, pleasuring his self- it was too much to bear. Edward saw the blush on my face, and his nails dug into my fingers. His jaw was clenched so strongly I thought it would break, and his eyes had a dark coat of desire. He looked so desperate, a biological need for my body on his. So desperate for me. I could practically feel my mind, naked for him, all the images of his body spilling out of my thoughts.

I spoke before I could stop myself, the husky pitch of my voice unrecognizable.

“I suppose I could help you, then. It’s only fair.”

Those words alone flipped Edward over the edge. His fangs bared white, and he grabbed the small of my back, pulling me to the floor. My thighs landed, kneeled up, hitting the planes of his shoulders. He growled, running his hands over my body in animal-like movements.

“You don’t understand,” he groaned lowly, “what I want to do to you. It would sicken you. Everything I’ve thought about.”

I moaned at his touch, the embarrassment from the sound reaching the burn of my face. But it seemed to affect Edward more than me, because his breath changed into a rapid pace on my shoulder blades.

“I’d do anything for you, Edward.”

It was true.

He let out a breathy sound, and snaked his hands under my shirt, each point of my skin electrified into flame at the smooth pressure of his palm.

“You know what I want to do with you, Callie?” He brought his hand higher under my shirt, just above my ribs.

Desire clouded my vision.

“Show me.”

He exhaled in my ear, and roughly dropped his lips to mine, a strange sensation of cold skin meeting my warm one, causing fire to pop in my mouth.

“I won’t be able to control myself, Calypso.” His voice was so raw, stripped bare. He needed me, now. The very sound set me over the edge.

“I already can’t control myself when I’m around you.” I trailed my fingers from the muscles of his back, all the way to the seam of his pants. I traced the lines holding me back from his body, and he shuddered in the crook of my neck.

And he pushed a sharp sting of pressure on my neck- a bite. Edward breathed heavily, licking the area he drew his fangs in my body.

This was a dangerous, dangerous game. He was biting me so hard, the layers of my skin ripped, but not hard enough to draw blood.

This was a reckless mistake, a taste of his full desire for me.

And fuck, it was attractive. I could feel the area between my thighs throbbing, and I tried to clench my legs together, but his body was practically spreading mine out now.

Edward tenderly kissed the area, then dragged his teeth up my neck, biting just under my jaw. It stung even more this time, and his wet tongue drew circles, making my fingers tremble.

A loud whimper slipped from my mouth, and I dropped my head on his broad shoulder. I could feel the vibrations of his chuckle, and he pulled the fabric of my shirt over my head, a strange confidence washing over him.

“You’re so beautiful, Callie.” His voice had softened, but the low desire still edged on his words, and he let his fingertips meet the clasp of my bra. I gasped, and pushed my palms on his chest. “Please-“

Edward tugged on the lace, a sign to shut me up. “Let me enjoy this. I want you to feel good.”

I was practically leaking out of my panties now, and I prayed to God it didn’t show from my shorts.

He undid the bra, carefully letting the lace fall off my body. The cold air met my already hard nipples, and I fought the urge to cover my body.

I felt so vulnerable. But I liked it. Feeling vulnerable for him.

Edward didn’t hide the breathy moan in his throat, and he kissed my breasts, starting from the low curve to the area near my collarbone. “You’re so perfect, it’s driving me insane. Insane.”

But his hands were grasped tighter around me, nails practically poking through my skin. I knew he was getting impatient.

I pushed him off, gentle enough to be kind, but strong enough to send a message. He wiped his mouth, the swell of his pink lips shining in the light of the open room.

“Get on the bed.” I paused, and added a sweet plead to my tone. “Please.”

Edward slowly rose to his feet, holding the tips of my fingers, but his eyes didn’t rise off my bare body. I could feel the blood rushing to my face.

He sat on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs effortlessly. I watched the strong muscles of his thighs, then trailed my eyes higher, to the bulge in his pants.

Shit.

He leaned back on his arms, a cocky expression smoothing over his features. He was watching me, seeing what I was going to do.

But the urgency in his eyes didn’t fade, and I knew one thing, and one thing only.

I wanted to please him.

I dropped to my knees, and Edward immediately raised his body, closing his knees a little. I pushed the top of his thigh open, and he relaxed tentatively.

“Callie, you don’t have to-“

I rose my eyes to his, hoping the innocent expression would get him to stop talking. It did. His words caught when he stared back down at my breasts, and he shifted his legs uncomfortably to try to hide the reaction of his body.

A smile danced on my lips, and I pulled down the zipper of his pants. He was so big, and I hadn’t even seen his boxers yet.

I wondered if this ever happened before, if he had ever gotten hard to the thought of me.

“Yes. It did. And I have.” Edward smiled, savoring the embarrassment on my face.

The fact he read my mind, heard those thoughts,

I didn’t hesitate when I pulled down his pants.

He was wearing dark grey boxers, clean and neat around his lean frame. His cock was pressing against the fabric, the shape almost being explicit against his underwear.

His voice was thick with mockery. “Do you need me to help you, pretty girl? You seem a little nervous.”

I ripped those off, too.

His cock sprang up, and wo-ow, his body is probably entirely perfect. A pink head, delicately sculpted on his thick shaft, the entire shape veiny, like some work of art, smooth, pale skin twitching with anticipation.

He laughed, the admiration of his dick apparently seeping through my thoughts. I slowly let my fingers wrap around it, and Edward’s breath hitched. I brought my body closer, the points of my nipples grazing over his knees, and I let my mouth touch the tip of his cock. He immediately arched his neck, throwing his head back as if every small touch was causing him overwhelming pleasure. I could see the way his hands were gripping the sheets, and I suddenly wished he was grabbing my hair, instead.

As if he was reading my mind, (he was), Edward let his hand drag on my scalp, urging my mouth to go farther.

I dropped my lips, pushing his dick to the back of my throat, but the length of his shaft was too much for me to fit all the way. Edward didn’t make any complaints, though, because he was too busy trying to control the raspy moans slipping from his tongue.

“That’s it. Yeah, good-“ he broke into a low groan, bucking his hips forward. “Good girl.”

The pet name had me bobbing my head even more, warming his entire dick with the saliva of my mouth. I could feel Edward’s eyes on me, taking in the skin of my back, the feeling of my lips. He clenched the scalp of my hair, and began pushing my head on his body, working my mouth the way he wanted.

He forced my head down, dropping it all the way on his dick, and I made myself take it all instead of gagging. He jerked my head up, over and over, each thrust of his hips in my mouth messier and shorter, as if he was close already. His dick warmed the back of my throat, but he pulled my lips all the way up, saliva coating my tongue. Edward’s eyes were pools of black now, so dark it slightly terrified me.

Whatever episodes of lust he was talking about, he must’ve hit his peak now. It seemed like he was on the brink of destroying me.

“Get up.” His voice was hoarse, and his mouth twitched with the words.

As soon as I did, Edward used his strength to slam me to the couch, letting my stomach hit the cushion. I repositioned my head, trying to meet his eye, but he crawled on top of me, and whispered low in my ear,

“The way I’m about to make you scream, my love, is gonna hurt way more than my cock in your pretty throat.”

Part TWO here