A/N: I know, I know, it's been a while. RL and work have greatly interfered with my writing time. Wish I could say it won't happen again, but it probably will. Hope you enjoy.

"How soon can we do it?" he inquired.

"Whenever you want. The family went on a trip so the house is empty," I said while kissing his neck.

"Tomorrow then. I'll pack first thing, we'll make love one last time, and then we'll do it "With that, Brian flopped down next to me covering us with the blankets and curling into my side.

"Tomorrow it is then," I grinned as I pulled my mate close against me.

Chapter 4

The next morning found Brian and I packing up the remainder of his belongings. He was leaving all of his furniture here, and was just taking clothes and other essentials he felt he would need for the next few weeks. As far as we were concerned, this was going to be an extended vacation. Brian wanted to eventually get back to his business, and keeping his loft would make that so much easier for us. It would provide us with a home base, a place that was just for us.

My phone call with Carlisle that morning had gone well. He thought the idea of us doing it during sex was a good one, and would actually aid Brian into the transition by keeping him distracted from what was actually going on. He offered to come back and help me as Brian went through his change, but I declined his offer. Brian wanted us to be alone, so alone we would be.

Adding a suitcase to the growing pile by the door, Brian finally uttered the words I was waiting to hear. "I think that's it," he said putting his hands on his hips.

"Finally!" I yelled. Grabbing him, I picked him up off the floor and kissed him deeply. "Now we can get to the fun stuff!"

"Hmm," he mumbled around my lips. "Don't we have to get to your house first?"

"But I thought you wanted to make love first? You know, before we did it?"

"I did, I mean, I do, but I thought we'd make love and as we both came, you'd do it. It's not that I don't want you now, I just don't know how long my nerves will hold out," he explained nervously.

"Oh, okay, I understand. " Grabbing his bags from the floor, I made my way out. "Let's go now because I can't wait."

Laughing, Brian locked up his loft and followed me out.

The drive to the house was quiet. Both of us were contemplating what was going to happen next. While I was excited at the thought of my mate soon being mine forever, I was a little anxious since Brian was afraid of what he would have to go through during his change. The fear he was feeling was palpable, and I could smell its scent permeating the car.

"Brian," I said softly as I reached over and grabbed his hand, "We don't have to do this today if you don't want too. If you feel you need a little more time to adjust to the idea, it's okay."

Keeping his eyes on the road, Brian squeezed my hand tightly before he answered. "It's not that I have doubts about you, or us, it's just that I know there is no turning back from this. My whole life as I know it is going to change. Once it's done, it's done. The finality of it all is frightening me tremendously."

"I wish I could tell you I could understand how you feel, but I can't. It's been so long since I've been changed that I really don't remember all that much about it, to be honest. Plus, I was on my deathbed at the time, and my parents were already dead, so I wasn't leaving anything or anyone behind like you are."

"It's not that. My family and I aren't close so I'm not really worried about missing them. As for my friends, they are used to me traveling and disappearing from time to time so they will adjust to my change in availability just fine," he responded.

"So, what is it then? What's bothering you?" I asked.

"The finality of it all, I guess. The thought that once it's done there's no turning back. When I first found out I'd be young and beautiful forever, I was thrilled because that's what I always wanted. Now, I'm wondering if there's more to life than just looks and youth. My feelings for you have shown me that there is, but I'm still afraid," he replied honestly.

Squeezing his hand, I reassured him with my words. "Brian, you will always be young and beautiful. You will be rich and you will travel the world and experience life in a way that is only possible for very few. But most of all, you will have me, your mate, to share your life with. You can't imagine how wonderful things are going to be between us once your change is complete. Trust me, okay?" I pleaded.

Brian nodded his head as he kept gazing out the window. We didn't speak another word about it, and my anxiety grew the closer we got to the house. If Brian changed his mind, I would honor his request, but I would be devastated. I couldn't even entertain the notion of that happening as the thought of being without him was too much for me to bear.

Once we arrived at the house, I gave Brian a tour. He got quite a laugh when he saw all of the high school diplomas I had.

"You think it's funny?" I joked, pushing him up against the wall.

"Yes, I do. High school sucked balls the first time around, and I can't even imagine someone attending it again, willingly!" he cackled out.

"We really had no choice. For many years there was no way we could stay in any town and pretend to be anything other than high school students. Now, with plastic surgery and the like, looking younger is the norm so we don't stand out as much. Believe me, high school was no fun, but we make the best of it," I explained.

"Guess I could understand that. You had to do what needed to be done to keep your secret safe, I respect that. Still think it's funny, though," he joked.

Pressing a kiss against his lips, I laughed. "You just wait until you have to do something boring. Then I'll be laughing at you."

"Keep kissing me, and you can laugh at me all you want," Brian said.

"Let's go to our room," I suggested. "We'll be more comfortable there."

Making our way to the bedroom, Brian gave the room a cursory look, grabbed me and pulled me down on the bed. "Do it fast, no foreplay or anything. Okay? Let's just get to the main event."

"Are you sure? Foreplay might relax you a little bit, maybe we should.."

"No!" he interrupted me. "My nerves are shot, okay. Please, just do it."

"Okay, baby, okay. Trust me," I murmured as I kissed his lips while my hands unbuttoned his shirt. Brian broke away from the kiss to rip off his shoes, socks, jeans and boxers.

"Now it's your turn," he smirked as he divested me of my clothing and pulled me up against him. The second our dicks slid against each others, I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through my body. Upon hearing Brian's shocked exclamation, I realized he must have felt it too.

Throwing him back on the bed, my mouth found his nipple and I began to lick and suck it. Brian's moans filled the room and I could feel his arousal pressing against mine. He fisted his hands in my hair and bucked his hips up against me, while I kissed his lips, probing his mouth with my tongue. Breaking the kiss, I gave Brian a little nod to signal that it was showtime, He nodded back to give his consent.

Kneeling up on the bed, I positioned myself between Brian's legs and gave him a deep kiss. Pulling back from him so I could see his face, I picked up the bottle of lube and squirted some on my fingers, and on his ass.

"I love you, Brian," I promised him as I slid one of my fingers down to his puckered hole and caressed it. His body tensed when he felt my finger press through his tight ring of muscles and gain entrance to his warm, wet heat.

"I love you, too, Edward," he moaned, and I could tell by the look in his eyes that he did.

Continuing to thrust my finger in and out of him, I caressed his dick with my other hand. When he started pushing back on my finger, I added another and continued to work him scissoring my fingers to loosen him up. Watching his eyes, I could see them darken and go out of focus. Removing my fingers from his body, I placed the tip of my dick at his entrance.

"You ready, baby?" I asked him while brushing his hair off his face.

"Yes, I'm ready, Edward," he answered. He lifted his body up off the bed to kiss me. The kiss was frantic, fraught with both fear and excitement. As we continued kissing, I pressed my dick against his entrance letting just the head slip in.

"Fuck!" Brian yelled, causing my body to freeze.

"Are you okay, Brian? Do you want me to stop?" I asked.

"No way! I'm fine, just a little nervous, that's all," I could feel his body slowly start to relax.

Nodding my head, I proceeded to press myself inside of him inch by inch. "Feel good, Brian?"

"Fuck yes, Edward! More, please," he begged.

Complying with his wishes, I started thrusting in and out of him at a slow, steady pace. "I want you to always remember this, what it was like the two of us together while you were still human. It's going to seem like nothing compared to the sex we will have after you've been turned. The sensations you are experiencing now will be magnified a thousand fold," I promised as I continued stroking his dick, rubbing my finger over the tip to wipe the precum that was oozing out of his slit. Brian was moaning and grabbing at my arms as I continued to fuck him.

It felt incredible being inside of him, and I couldn't believe how amazing it felt. With all of the men I had been with, none of them had ever felt as good as Brian did because he was my mate. While inside of him, I felt complete, satisfied, and as if I were finally where I truly belonged. More determined than ever to please him, I angled my hips a little to try to hit his sweet spot. After a couple of thrusts, Brian screamed out, "Holy shit, Edward!" and I knew I found it.

Continuing to thrust at that angle so I hit his prostate every time, I increased my pace. The familiar coil in my stomach was starting to build and I knew I would be cumming soon. Closing my eyes, I enjoyed the powerful feelings coursing through me as I continued to thrust in and out of him. Brian began raising his hips to meet mine with every thrust. He lifted himself up on his elbows and grabbed my head to kiss me again.

As I kept on thrusting, I could feel my dick swell inside of him. "Fuck, Brian, baby, I'm close. Cum for me, please," I pleaded as I continued pumping his dick in time with my thrusts.

"Fuck, Edward, I'm coming, too." His dick erupted, shooting hot cum all over our stomachs. I could feel his ass clutching around my dick. He closed his eyes. The sight of him was enough to throw me over the edge and I could feel my dick get impossibly harder before pumping my cum within him. As the last of my seed shot into him, I sunk my teeth into his neck and began to drink. The taste of his blood prolonged my orgasm making it seem never ending. Brian was thrashing underneath me as the last moments of pleasure left his body to be replaced by the burning pain that would consume him for the next three days.

Pulling my lips from his neck, I licked the wound to seal it and pulled out of Brian. He immediately curled himself up into a ball. Brushing my lips into the crease of his arms, his wrists, the back of his knees, wherever I could reach, I bit him in every spot so the venom would spread quicker. The more venom in his system, the better it would be for him.

When I was done, I pulled a chair close to the bed and waited for the sound I knew would be coming soon. After a few minutes I heard it, a frantic pounding in his chest as his heartbeat changed. He began thrashing and moaning as the change commenced.

The pain had to be unfathomable to him. The time of my change was so long ago that I barely remembered it, but I did remember that it hurt, a lot. Brian was moving around and groaning, but there was nothing I could do for him. All I could do was sit there and listen to his shrieks and his pleas for death to come and take him. After securing him to the bed, I caressed his body with cold compresses to try to alleviate the pain and the heat of the burning, but I didn't know if it actually helped. Carlisle wasn't sure that there was anything that could assist in the change, unfortunately. Doing what I did was more for me so I didn't feel quite so helpless.

I sat in that chair for three days and watched as my mate was tortured by the immense pain of the change. The only thing that kept me going was the fact that at the end of all of this, he would be mine forever.

Carlisle, and the rest of the family, called me many times over the three days that I waited to reassure me that everything was going to be okay. As I was speaking to him, Brian's body began to calm down slowly. Of course I panicked not knowing what was going on, but Carlisle assured me that this was normal. The fire was retreating from Brian's body, one part at a time. His heart would be the last organ to expel the heat. It was almost over. Removing the restraints from his wrists and ankles, all I could do now was wait.

Hanging up the phone, I paced the room like a caged tiger. These last few minutes were going to be worse than the whole three days had been. Hearing a moan, I turned to see Brian's back arching off the bed for what seemed like forever, but was probably no more than a minute. He slumped back down and his heart started beating with a deep sounding thud, stuttered three times and then, there was no sound. He wasn't even breathing anymore.

As I stood there transfixed, Brian's eyes opened.