I pulled back into the shadows when I saw her move out of her bed. It really was not necessary; her human eyes wouldn't have seen me even if she had the urge to randomly look out her window. More of a reflex action than to be sure that she couldn't see me.

When she didn't stand and leave the room as I assumed she would to go to the washroom, I came a little closer to the curtain of leaves. Curiosity peaked in me now. What had roused her if not her body's need to eliminate?

She sat on the side of her bed, hands clutching the mattress at her sides. Her eyes were closed and back hunched over. She looked like she was thinking very hard on something.

"Edward." My name was barely audible, but it rang and hung in my ears. She said it with such longing. She said it as if she wanted me there, holding her.

Like she wanted me there, touching her.

Her breathing quickened, but her eyes stayed closed. She could have been dreaming were she not sitting upright.

Her right hand moved to her abdomen. The movement pulled her shirt up a little so skin showed between the bottom of her shirt and the waistline of her pants. She put her right hand over to her left hip, and along the now exposed skin, she slowly and softly caressed her belly with her middle finger. Her lips parted and she let out a breath.

I nearly fell out of the tree. All feeling left my limbs, and seemed to be pooling in my core. I was hypersensitive, and with my already heightened sense of touch I felt I may go mad.

Once her finger reached her right hip, she pushed her hand to the left again. This time though, the caress moved upwards. Catching her shirt along the way, her hand moved up and underneath her shirt, but I could see it settle on her left breast. She sucked her lower lip in between her teeth, her breath quickened. Neither her hand nor fingers moved. It seemed that she was making herself accustomed to her own touch before she moved them.

Venom filled by mouth, but I hardly noticed. Not in my hundred plus years had this feeling washed over me. I had barely even given it a thought, even when I was human and hormone filled. A part of me, the noble and gentlemanly part, pulled me away to give her the privacy she thought she had. However, the monster inside me roared to stay, to watch...to join.

"Edward..." Again, her longing sigh for me nearly pulled me to her side. The branch I sat on moaned under my tightened grip as I tried to anchor myself there. If she would just stop for a few seconds I could leave. Just as the thought crossed my mind, her fingers on her breast began to massage her, and she let out a soft, pleasured moan. Her head came up, eyes still closed. She slipped deeper into her world of uncensored, unrestrained passion and dragged me with her. I wish I could say I tried to fight, but I can't.

I let go of the tree and hopped down. Out of the sight of her, a little more common sense edged into my reason. I took in a deep breath and I could smell her. Dilute as she was in the night air, she still hit me like a ton of bricks. I could hers her moan again from the window above me. "Please, Edward. I want you."

That was the final nail in the coffin. I was at her window before she had finished her nearly inaudible sentence. The scent of her blood swarmed me, but there was a new scent here. The scent of her arousal. That seemed to strike an alien chord deep within me.

Still having some wits about me, I slipped silently into her room. She didn't know I was there, consciously anyway, but her nostrils flared when I entered the room and I knew that she could smell me. Whether she thought it a part of her fantasy or not, I could not tell.

Her eyes were still shut. I tentatively touched the hand that still clung to the side of the bed. She took in a sharp breath at the contact. I was about to pull away, thinking that she didn't like the coolness of my touch, but she let out another pleasurable moan as a shutter ran through her.

"Open your eyes, Bella." I don't know why I had said it. I knew I shouldn't have said it. Still, I had. Her eyebrows twitched at this.

"No." The simple statement was laced with pain at the idea of opening her eyes to reality. She thought I was there only in her dream world.

I pulled in close to her. I blew gently on her forehead, her eyes, her cheek. I got to her ear, and her breathing was ragged, near panting. I moved a hand to touch her abdomen and trace upwards, touching both her belly and arm. Small, primal sounds escaped her that shot through me like lightning. She let my hand gracefully under her own, and her nipple grew and hardened under my palm. Fighting control over the monstrous part of me was both easy and hard at that point. Hard because it was impatient, and easy because I was having an enormous amount of fun.

"I am here, Bella. I am with you." Her heart was racing, I could feel it and hear it. "Please open your eyes and be with me." I pulled my thumb across the nub that was her nipple, and her eyes popped open with the shock of the sensation.

At first, confusion burned in those deep chocolate depths. However that was quickly replaced with fiery passion as she kissed me. All my walls and rules evaporated in that second, and I kissed her back. Her arousal scent overpowered her blood's scent, a feat I would have thought impossible an hour ago.

She moved the hand that was on the side of the bed. My hand moved with it. Never breaking the kiss, she flipped her hand around so that her left and my right were palm to palm. Her right, still over my left and resting on her breast, urged my left to move...to massage. I was all to willing to comply now.

She guided my right to her belly, and pushed both our hands under the waistline of her pajama bottoms. She slipped her own hand out from under mine and hugged my neck instead. I did not move my right hand; not wanting to loose contact with her skin by going up, and not wanting to test my willpower by moving down.

She pulled me down onto her bed. I went easily, although I should have resisted. She broke our kiss to look at me with those chocolate eyes. I went still and tense, thinking that she had finally realized that I was actually there. Thinking that she was going to become angry at any second. She should! What was I thinking taking advantage of her unconscious state like this?!

She put a hand on top of each of mine and sat up a little. Why she wasn't pushing my hands away I couldn't understand. She suddenly hooked a leg around my hips and pulled herself up, straddling me.

She guided my right hand down again. My breathing quickened as I started to feel soft, fine hair. She let out moans of pleasure when my fingers grazed her small nub of nerves. She pushed me past it though, and stopped her guidance when my hand was fully groping her sex. She pushed my middle finger a little, and I could feel the inside of her.

Oh God! She was so wet and warm. A low growl escaped me, and she moaned at hearing it. Her hand left my right to grab the scruff of my collar and pull me up. "There everything is, Edward. Please, help me." He voice, usually so innocent and soft, had taken on a rougher and more passionate quality.

My fingers, stone cold and still as they were, soon grew moist and sticky from her. I was starting to come out of my shocked stasis, and my own body began to react to hers. I was growing hard under her, something that had not happened since before I was changed.

I experimentally moved my finger a little deeper into her. It slid in with ease, the walls within her hugged my finger tight. She opened her mouth to take in a breath. She moved her hand that was atop mine that was on her breast. In one fell swoop, she took her top off and flung it to the side of the bed. The sight of her bare torso shook loose any morals and rules I may have had left hidden somewhere in my mind.

She moved her hips, making my entire finger slip inside her. Her entire body went rigid, and as she stiffened she put a lit of pressure on my now fully erect member. We both let out a cry that was fairly loud. Not screaming or anything, but definitely louder than any noise that should be made in a seventeen year old girl's room who is supposed to be sound asleep and alone. I froze when I heard Charlie jerk from his sleep.

"Bella! We have to stop!" Oh how I wanted to not stop.

"What?" Her still dream-like state wore off in an instant.

"Charlie is awake."

She looked confused for a second. She looked down at me, straddled under her. She looked at herself, half nude. She looked further down to where my hand went, and could also see my full and proud penis bulge under her.

The next second I nearly ruined everything by bursting out laughing. First her entire body went crimson. She tried to move off me, but must have forgotten that my finger was still in her because the instant she moved and my finger pulled out a little, she crumpled onto my chest in a heap.

I heard Charlie's bedroom door open. No time for humor right now. I lifted her and in one swift motion I put her onto the bed on her side, extracted myself from her (which proved exceedingly hard...the muscles there seemed to be the strongest in her!), put a blanket over her and ducked out of her window just as the door opened.

"Bella? Are you alright?"

"Yea Dad...just talking in my sleep like normal." Her voice was so wispy and dreamy I couldn't believe Charlie heard her.

"Oh, alright." He closed the door and was back in his room.

She sat up, holding the blanket over her chest. "Edward?" She called to me, pleading almost for me to come to her. How could her saying my name have such a profound effect on me? "Edward...how could I..." It seemed she was talking to herself now, thinking I was gone probably. She was talking to herself, and blaming herself.

I moved to go back into her room, to apologize. "Edward, get down here RIGHT NOW!"

I looked down. Alice was on the sidewalk at the end of Bella's driveway. She was frantically waving at me to join her. Reluctantly, I jumped down. "What?"

"If you go back into her room again tonight, you will regret it. Come home with me now, and talk to her tomorrow at school!"

If there's one thing I don't question, it's Alice. I took one more look at my love's window, and sprinted next to Alice through the forest.