My second attempt at lemons.

I tried to go into a little more detail,

for those who asked for it.

Hopefully, you enjoy!

The sun was rising on the last day of Bella's transition. Aside from some pained squirming, the two we're in the same position they started in. Fred's ear was directly above her heart. It was beating faster by the minute. Her skin had hardened and cleared, her hair was longer and thicker, her grip on him was strong enough to hurt. He continued to purr and stroke her sides, bringing her as much comfort as he could.

As the sunlight broke through the trees and filled their room with warm light, Fred looked on in awe at her dazzling skin. When Bella woke up their first morning there, she had been captivated by how his diamond skin refracted the light. Fred noticed how the room was covered in twice as many rainbows now. If he concentrated, he could tell the difference between his refractions and hers. His refractions had a slight yellow tint to them, as his skin was a few shades darker than hers.

The moment her heart stopped beating, the cabin went dead silent. Fred stayed frozen still in anticipation, allowing her to get used to everything. Bella's mind was blank as she laid there in her new undead body. With her heart silent and no need to breathe, she was completely still.

The first thought she had was that her neck tickled. From there, several trains of thought erupted in her mind and danced around in perfect clarity. She was recognizing that the feeling was caused by Fred's hair, remembering all of her time with him in as much detail as her hazy human memories allowed, and wondering how every possible sensation would feel to her new body.

When her ears finally cut through the hundreds of noises in the forest and honed in on the silence in the room, she decided to try to speak. It was an interesting feeling to take a breath you didn't need. The rise of her chest gave Fred the encouragement to move and with a shift of his neck, Bella was lost in his sent.

The shift was instantaneous. In less than a second Bella was sat up in bed, eyes pitch black and trained on Fred who was crouched at the end of the bed. He kept his face calm and maintained eye contact with her as he waited to see what she would do next.

Bella inhaled through her nose and committed the sent to memory. It was warm and earthy, like the smell of fire and wet earth. There was also a hint of lemon that intrigued her. She looked him over with her new eyes, taking in all the details she missed when she was alive. There were sparse strands of dark brown and strawberry blonde mixed in to give his honey blonde hair depth. His chin and upper lip had some blonde peach fuzz as well.

He was naked, like her, and she could track the short curly blonde hair from his chest on down. The guttural sound of a deep growl surprised her as it rumbled in her chest. Fred slipped into a sly grin as he realized what she was focused on.

"How are you feeling?" He asked her quietly. She pulled her eyes away from him and took a look around the room. The room was full of distractions, from the rainbow refractions covering the walls to the dust particles floating in the air. She turned her attention to the window and was fascinated with how far she could see.

She moved to stand and was at the window in an instant. Fred joined her, standing by her side. She could feel the sun but it didn't warm her skin at all. "It's overwhelming." She finally answered. Her voice was deep and smooth. Fred purred at the sound of it.

"You'll figure out how to slow your brain down and concentrate soon enough. It might take some time to learn to control your strength, but we have all the time in the world." She could hear the smile in his voice when he said that, it brought a smirk to her own lips. "Not all the time. We have to get back eventually, Riley is waiting on us."

Fred's back went rigid and his eyes flashed pitch black. He held in the territorial growl that was crawling up his throat at the thought of Riley anywhere near his mate. Bella felt her insides melt at the sound of it and her smile grew wider. She turned to face him, momentarily distracted by the light reflecting off his marble skin.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and tucked her head under his chin. She closed her eyes and took in his sent, knowing that he was doing the same with his nose buried in her hair. In a few minutes, they were both calm. "I didn't mean we should leave right now." She teased him. He rolled his eyes and squeeze her tighter. "I've still got a lot I need to get used to before I can go anywhere near town." She pulled away from him and cast a look back out at the forest.

She felt a swell of curiosity and excitement at the idea of exploring the woods. She couldn't wait to discover all of the amazing details she had never been able to notice. Fred's hand on her shoulders pulled her from those thoughts. He ran them down her arms and intertwined their fingers, pressing his chest against her back and placing his chin atop her head. "Well in that case, what would you like to do?"

When she turned back to look at him her eyes were pitch black. Fred sighed and gave her a knowing nod. "Of course! You've got to be starving. I don't know too much about hunting myself, but I can teach you what I do know and I guess we'll figure out the rest together." Bella was shaking her head before he finished the sentence. "What's wrong?" "That's not what I want right now." Incomprehension colored his face as he tried to imagine what could possibly be more important to a newborn than quenching their all-consuming thirst.

"But your eyes, and you just woke up, you've got to be hungry." "I'm ravenous." Her voice was unnaturally deep. The hairs on the back of Fred's neck stood on end. "Bella?" She took a single step forward and he followed her instinctually. "Everything I need is in this room with me." She continued forward pushing him into the bed. He fell back onto it easily and she quickly followed suit, straddling him at the waist. "And we aren't leaving this room until I've been satiated." She finished mischievously. His hands found their way to her waist. "I don't think that's possible." He offered playfully knowing that they'd always be insatiable. "Well then, I guess we're never leaving."

He laughed at her deadpan response holding in a moan as she began to grind into him. "But you just said that we have to get back." She dived forward in response to his comment, capturing his lips and digging her fingers into his hair. They both growled in deep satisfaction, their grips on each other becoming tighter. He quickly turned them over, getting on top. She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles together at the small of his back. Her hands slid down and her fingers dug into his spine. He fell forward, pressing his full weight on to her. She was panting hard as his mouth found its way to the crook of her neck. Just as his tongue began to trace the ridges of her scars, he entered her.

It was unlike anything either of them had ever experienced. All of Bella's heightened senses make the experience one of a kind. Fred quickly found he did not have to hold himself back. The two let loose on each other. Bella quickly realized that, though she was covered in them, Fred had no marks of his own from her. She flipped them, yet again, landing herself back on top and holding him in place with a hand around his throat. She was grinding methodically with her eyes locked on his features. He watched with rapt attention as she delicately gripped his wrist and brought it to her mouth. She slid her teeth into his skin and pumped him with her venom.

He growled thunderously in response and moved to reach for her. Her hand tightened around his throat and she kept him down. Shaking her head, she made a move for his other wrist. As her teeth sunk in he bucked his hips raising her higher into the air and bringing her to her first climax of the day. He was quick to follow and she soon fell forward into him. He held her as she caught her breath, a slow laugh beginning to build inner chest. "Oh no."

"What's wrong?" He asked lightly, catching her giggles. "I'm not the least bit tired." She looked to him, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Me either." "We might actually never stop!" She cried worriedly. He let out a hearty belly laugh and ran his hand through her hair assuredly." Sounds like the best way to spend eternity to me."

Her black eyes were full of fire as she leaned towards him again, one hand headed south as the other found purchase in his golden locks. She tugged on both ends of him in synchronization, exposing his neck to her and watching it move as a growl of surprise and pleasure escaped from his mouth. She leaned forward and placed her teeth were his pulse point would have been, making sure her other hand kept working him. She could feel him writhing beneath her and her mouth began to fill with venom. Right as he reached his own peak, she broke through his marble skin with ease and marked her mate with her venom and scent for the rest of his immortal life. This act alone brought on another climax for her.

They spent the rest of the day and most of that night tangled up in each other, learning everything about their bodies. They both had a few sweet spots that sent them over the edge in record time when given undivided attention. They took turns being dominant and submissive to the other and found that they liked both roles equally. Bella received four new bites from her mate before the night was done. Fred received ten.

Something happened when these two became one for the second time, their first time as a mated vampire pair. A blast of energy shot out from the two of them and encompassed the cabin and the surrounding woods in a dome. Invisible to any eye, thick plumes of smoke produced intense repulsion, ensuring that no self-preserving creature would set foot near the dome. But these plumes of smoke were not simply floating in mid-air, as they had every time before this. Now they clung to an equally indivisible wall.

This wall did not emit anything, but instead, it kept things in. Things like the sounds coming from the cabin. The loud feral growls, moans, and screams of pleasure did not echo through the forest, as one might expect. They stayed trapped within the impenetrable wall that covered the cabin and the surrounding forest in a dome of protection. Unfortunately for any creatures that were too slow to outrun the wave of repulsion, they were now stuck within the dome as well. They were not writhing in pain and discomfort, however, as the repulsion that might cause them harm was now on the outside of the dome. The forcefield kept anyone and anything from entering, while the smoke kept anyone from wanting to.

This was the first collaboration of their powers and an intriguing sign of their perfect match. Though neither of them noticed it was happening. It had been a subconscious reaction, a deep instinct, manifesting to protect themselves and each other in a moment of vulnerability. Throughout the day and night their stamina never waned, their undivided focus on each other never faltered, and their dome stood strong.

There it is!

I hope the lemons were satisfactory.

;)

Till next time!