Chapter Fourteen ~ Trust and Obey

Chapter Fourteen

The soulful notes of At Last faded away, causing the couples to exit the dance floor, though Edward and Bella continued to sway together. Wrapped in each other’s arms, they had blocked out the world, only aware of each other. 

“How about we take a walk?” Edward asked, placing a kiss behind Bella’s ear. 

“That sounds wonderful,” Bella sighed. The night had been something of a dream. The food, the music, the decor all was perfect. Except, she had this feeling someone was watching her.

Edward wrapped his arm around her waist and they walked out the side entrance. When he saw his guard, he told him to stay, since they were only going to walk around his parents’ gardens. Giving Edward a nod, the guard stepped back into position beside the door.

As they walked along the lighted pathway to the garden, they talked about the party. It was Bella’s first time visiting the garden, and its beauty blew her away. Rather than one fountain, it had two. Multicolored flowers and fairy lights surrounded them. It was an enchanting experience. 

They continued around the garden, taking in every exquisite inch. “Dad designed this garden for Mom,” Edward declared. “He wanted a place where when someone walked into it, they would know immediately the vastness of his love for her. He loves her so much there is no doubt he would lay down his life for her. Bella, I know it has only been a few days, but I can’t keep it inside any longer. I am in love with you.”

“You love me?” Bella asked.

“Very much,” he answered. “I never thought I would find someone who I would share one tenth of love Mom and Dad for each other. Being a Dominant brought me joy, however, now it is not enough. I am and will always be a Dominant and now I am a man in love who wants to spend the rest of his life bound to one woman.”

“One woman?” Bella whispered, eyes full of unshed tears.

“Yes, I want to be bound to you. I want to fall asleep with you each night, wake up every morning wrapped around you. I want to see you round with my child. I want to grow old with you,” he confessed, dropping to one knee. “I don’t care if I have only known you for a few days. I only care that you will agree to be my wife. Bella Swan, marry me and love me forever.”

Bella’s mouth went dry as her heart palpitated wildly. This was insane. But looking into his soulful green eyes, she could see her future. Throwing caution to the wind, she reached out and stroked his jaw. “Yes.”

Edward jumped to his feet and pulled Bella into his arms. 

“I love you so fucking much,” he said, lowered his mouth, but just before it touched hers, he collapsed.

Bella dropped to her knees to see what had happened. Rubbing her hand over his head, she felt something wet and when she pulled her back, it was covered in red, sticky blood. 

Lost in the trance of the blood, she didn’t hear someone stepping up behind until it was too late. She felt a painful stab in neck and when she turned she saw a pair of eyes which caused her blood to run cold. The blackness surrounded her and pulled her down into the abyss. 

Bella didn’t know how long she had been out, but when she opened her eyes, she was no longer in the garden or at the party. Looking around, she saw she was in what looked like an abandoned warehouse. As she went to move her arms, she noticed she was bound to a table. How did she get here?

“Did you really think you could keep me away?” he growled, as he placed his hand around her neck and squeezed.

“Please, stop,” Bella choked, as tears ran down her face. She couldn’t believe he had found her. Where was Edward?

“Did you spread your legs for Cullen?” he asked, bringing up the knife to the side of her face, while his other hand cupped her sex. Rubbing his finger along her lips, he brought up her wetness and inhaled. Gritting his teeth, he put his hand back around her neck and squeezed. “I fucking smell him on you.”

“Why are you doing this?” Bella choked, as she stared at the jagged blade of the knife. Was he going to cut her again? She didn’t think she would survive this time.

“Because you are mine and no one else will ever touch you again. But soon I won’t have to worry about you doing anyone else anymore,” he wickedly smiled, dropping his hand.

“What have you done?”

“Look,” he said, pointing to the right. Edward was tied up to a pole. His head dropped to the side with blood dripping from a gash in his head. 

“EDWARD!” Bella called out, wrestling against the ropes to get to him.

Chuckling his evil laugh, he walked over to Edward and grasped a handful of hair. “One of your fucking rules is that another Dominant never touches someone else’s submissive. You broke the rules, so I am going to pass judgement. Edward Cullen, I find you guilty and I sentence you to death.” Taking the knife, he slits Edward’s throat, blood poured from the cut, while Edward makes a gurgling sound. 

“EDWARD!” Bella screamed, fighting against her restraints. He had killed the love of her life, the man who was supposed to be the father of her children. The man she wanted to grow old with and spend every day basking in his love. Shaking her head, she willed herself to come out of the nightmare, because this couldn’t be true. Edward couldn’t be dead and he couldn’t be here, threatening her. 

“Well, now that I have taken care of the trash, it is time I punish you for allowing another man to touch you,” he quipped. Holding up the bloody knife, he stalked towards her. Rubbing the knife between her naked breast, he watched as Edward’s blood smeared along her skin. He couldn’t help but smile at the scars he had left behind all those years ago. “Time for me to remind you just who your Master is.”

“DON’T CUT ME!” she cried, but it didn’t stop him from making a deep cut next to her nipple. “SIR, PLEASE STOP!”

“MASTER! I AM YOUR MASTER FOR LIFE!” he roared, taking the knife and slicing through her breast.

The pain ripped through her and she began screaming from the agony. “RED! RED! RED!”

“Never stopping,” he snickered, as he continued his assault. 

“STOP! PLEASE STOP!”

~T&O~

Edward had been sleeping soundly, wrapped around Bella. He had never slept so deeply as he did with her in his bed. Suddenly, he was startled awake by Bella screaming at the top of her lungs and wrestling to get out of his hold. Sitting up quickly, he pulled her into his arms and held her close. “Bella, love, wake up.”

Bella struggled to open her eyes, even though she didn’t want to see him or Edward’s lifeless body. Arms were around her and it felt like Edward was holding her, but that was impossible. He was dead; he killed him. However, why did he smell like Edward? 

“Bella, look at me,” Edward urged, stroking her cheek. 

“No, I can’t,” she cried, shaking her head. “I don’t want to look at you.”

“I’m not him, it’s me, Edward.”

Bella slowly opened her eyes and looked. She gasped when she saw Edward’s face. “You’re dead. He killed you. I saw the blood pour from your neck,” she said, pain evident in her voice and on her face. 

“Sweetheart, you were having a nightmare,” Edward soothed. 

“Edward? Is it really you,” she sniffled.

“Yes, my love,” he answered, placing a kiss on her forehead. 

“It was just a dream? None of it was real?” she questioned, trying to wrap her mind around the fact. 

“No. He is not here. You are safe.”

“But it was so real,” she admitted.

“How about we take a bath and if you want to, you can tell me about the dream?” Edward suggested, knowing it would be better for her to share the nightmare. 

“A bath sounds nice,” Bella muttered. 

“Stay here, while I go run the bath,” Edward said, looking deep into her eyes. He could see the pain swimming around in them and he needed to take it away. Placing a sweet kiss on her lips, he got up and went into the bathroom. Turning on the water, he adjusted the temperature until it was perfect, then added some lavender bath beads. Sending a text to Maggie to send up breakfast in an hour, with comforting foods. Next, he turned on the stereo and turned on Christina Perri’s Lovestrong album. Lastly, he opened the blinds, allowing the warm morning sun to shine into the room. Going back into the room, he found Bella staring out at nothing. Stepping around to her side of the bed, he pulled the cover back, pulled her into his arms, and carried her to the bathroom. Placing her on the edge of the tub, he pulled her gown up and over her head. Once she was naked, he picked her up and gently placed her in the hot, foamy water. When she was settled, he stripped off his boxers and climbed in behind her. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulled her against his chest. “How does this feel?”

Breathing deeply, Bella allowed herself to relax. Looking out the window, she soaked in the view. The sun was dancing across the blue water. 

“Tell me about it,” Edward urged, hoping she would.

“In the beginning, it was wonderful,” Bella began. She told him about the dream, even though she tried to laugh it off about the declaration of love and the marriage proposal. It took everything she had to tell him about how it turned into a nightmare. By the time she was finished, she was sobbing. 

Edward turned her, so she was straddling his lap, so he could look at her face. Hearing the dream, where he confessed his love for her, he realized the feelings he was having might just be love. However, he wanted to be sure before confessing it to her. “I promise you, I will do everything humanly possible to ensure he never gets close to you again. I’ll increase security, fuck I’ll lock us away in the playroom and never come out,” he joked.

For the first time since waking up, Bella giggled. “The playroom?”

“Yeah, think about it, twenty-four seven orgasms,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. “Alright, let’s finish up, because our breakfast will be here soon. I thought we could enjoy it on our private deck.”

“It sounds perfect,” Bella cooed, leaning forward and giving him a kiss. It was only meant to be short and sweet, yet their passion exploded. As their tongues stroked each other, she felt his cock rubbing against her wet folds. It would only take one shift of her hips and it would enter her. Breaking away from the kiss, she rubbed his face, never breaking eye contact, she shifted causing his bulging tip to slide into her hot opening.

“Fuck,” he groaned, as his cock slid deeper and deeper inside of her. 

“Oh my god, your cock fills me so completely,” she mewled, as she began to ride him. With each stroke, her orgasm began to build to the point where she was on the precipice of a cliff and she was ready to fall. 

Edward was lost in the feelings. He didn’t care about breakfast, he didn’t care about the water which was being splashed out of the tub, he only cared about the woman who was riding him. Fuck, every damn time was better. How could that be possible? Reaching down between them, he stroked her clit. “Come for me.”

Pushing herself back down on his cock, its head rubbing against her G-spot in combination of him stroking her clit, sent her over the edge. “EDWARD!” she moaned loudly, as her pussy clenched around him. 

Edward felt her orgasm grip him and he thrust forward, empty his searing cum deep inside her womb. “Damn,” he wheezed, leaning his forehead to hers. 

“Damn is right,” Bella panted as she lifted her butt, causing his soft cock to slide out. She missed him already, filling her up.

“Alright, we need to get out and get dressed, before Maggie comes in here and whips my ass for getting water on the floor,” Edward remarked.

“Hmm, I would love to see that,” Bella teased. 

They got out of the tub and Edward sent Bella to dress while he cleaned up the water mess. After soaking up the water, he dressed in a pair of linen white shorts, a navy blue shirt, and a pair of deck shoes. He normally would be the captain of his yacht, but today he would be playing host, allowing Seth to be captain. 

With the number of guests, they had decided to take out both his yacht as well as Emmett’s new yacht. Rose had not even seen it and he couldn’t wait to see her face when she saw the name. PrimaRose.  A 142 feet Numarine Yacht, with three bedrooms, large living room, chef kitchen, and hot tub. 

Edward had taken him to his yacht builder when Emmett expressed interest in purchasing one. Now that Rose and he were moving back to Plum Island, he wanted to invest in something he knew they would enjoy with each other. Edward had purchased his Amels 272 limited edition yacht five years ago and it was nearly three times the size of Emmett’s. He loved the name, fitting his personality perfectly. Those who weren’t aware that he was Dominant thought the name of the boat was cute. However, he named it because he was a Dominant. He hadn’t been on Tied-Up for several weeks and he was excited to get Bella on board. He hoped she loved the boat as much as he did. If she did, it would be nice after the stress of the next two weeks to take an extended vacation on the yacht. Thoughts of changing one of the bedrooms into a playroom swirled around his head.

Coming out of his closet, he spotted Bella coming back into the room dressed for the day. He needed to ask her if for the duration of the wedding activities, she would like to just move all her clothing into the other side of his closet. He couldn’t see them not sleeping together and it was stupid she had to go next door to dress. 

Bella had been concerned about today’s outfit. She didn’t wear two-piece bathing suits or one that was low cut because of her scars. Deciding on a simple strapless one-piece swimsuit, paired with a pair of loose fitting white pants, navy blue polo shirt, and her favorite Keds. 

Placing her sunscreen, sunglasses, kindle, and chapstick in a straw bag. Looking at herself in the mirror, the dark circles from not sleeping well were clear. She was so used to this, and she hated that her mind was still conjuring up the awful nightmare about him. Normally, it took her hours after waking up from a nightmare to get her nerves to settle down. However, Edward had helped her relax and made her feel secure. After applying some cover and pulling her hair back in a low ponytail, she picked up her bag, then headed back to Edward’s bedroom.

When she walked in, she saw they had dressed in similar colors. “We match,” she giggled.

“We do. Come, Maggie just brought up breakfast,” he advised, holding out his hand. Placing her hand into his, they walked out the french doors to the private deck. He pulled out her chair and once she was seated, he went over to the side table where the food was placed. Taking a plate, he filled it with waffles with fresh strawberries, bacon, and hashbrowns. Once finished, he placed it in front of Bella, while he fixed his. Eating in silence for several minutes, they enjoyed the deliciously filling food. 

Edward’s leg began to bounce as he worried about asking Bella to move her clothes from The Pearl to his room. He finished his food and drank the last of his coffee. “Bella, I was wondering if you would like to move into my bedroom?”

“Really?” 

“Yes,” he answered, reaching out and taking her hand. “There is another side of my closet where we can put your clothes.” bringing her hand up to his lips, he placed a sweet kiss on her knuckles before letting it go, then continued. “I want to fall asleep beside you each night and wake up with you each morning. So, will you move in?”

Bella stood and stepped over to Edward. Moving the table out of the way, she crawled onto his lap. Putting her hands on either side of his face, she looked deep into his dazzling green eyes. “I want the same thing.” Leaning down, she captured his lips in a kiss of passion and promise. 

6 Comments Add yours

  1. Bernadette Aquino says:

    You really put me on edge with that “nightmare”!

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  2. yankeegirlnj says:

    Scary nightmare. So worried that was the end of Edward.

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  3. Oh you meanie. I though the “nightmare was real for ages. You got me sobbing. Love it can’t wait for next week

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  4. dpennell007 says:

    Yikes! That seemed believable and real, until it didn’t.

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  5. Debbie Hannon says:

    Wow.. what a horrible nightmare. I am glad that Edward was with her. I hope it is not a premonition of things to come. The hoe-bag twins and James… anything is likely to happen.

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  6. Janet Garrett says:

    just getting around to this but, WOW…That was some horrible dream and the ret of the chapter was so Edward……Great

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