Impulse

 

IMPULSE

Carlisle/Bella

 

Ever since I saw New Moon, the scene where Carlisle stitches Bella up to me is filled with such sexual tension. I wanted to explore what would happen if in that moment Carlisle gave in to his feeling and vampire instincts. Would the family recover?

 

  

Summary:

Carlisle always felt that Bella was special to his family, especially Edward. However, on the night of her 18th birthday party things go awry and Carlisle is left picking up the pieces.

 One moment alone with Bella…

One moment too close…

 Can he fight the impulse?

Again I don't own Twilight that's all the wonderful Stephanie Meyers! I just like playing in her sandbox!

Warning: Sexy time ahead!

The italicized portion in the beginning is from Stephanie Meyer's book

 New Moon chapter 2: Stitches.

 

Bella's POV

 "Well, that's everyone," I sighed. "I can clear a room, at least."

 "It's not your fault," Carlisle comforted me with a chuckle. "It could happen to anyone."

 "Could," I repeated. "But it usually just happens to me."

 He laughed again.

 His relaxed calm was only more amazing set in direct contrast with everyone else's reaction.

I couldn't find any trace of anxiety in his face. He worked with quick, sure movements. The only sound besides our quiet breathing was the soft plink, plink as the tiny fragments of glass dropped one by one to the table.

 "How can you do this?" I demanded. "Even Alice and Esme…" I trailed off, shaking my head in wonder. Though the rest of them had given up the traditional diet of vampires just as absolutely as Carlisle had, he was the only one who could bear the smell of my blood without suffering from the intense temptation. Clearly, this was much more difficult than he made it seem.

 "Years and years of practice," he told me. "I barely notice the scent anymore."

 "Do you think it would be harder if you took a vacation from the hospital for a long time.

And weren't around any blood?"

 "Maybe." He shrugged his shoulders, but his hands remained steady. "I've never felt the need

for an extended holiday." He flashed a brilliant smile in my direction. "I enjoy my work too
much."

 Plink, plink, plink. I was surprised at how much glass there seemed to be in my arm. I was tempted to glance at the growing pile, just to check the size, but I knew that idea would not be helpful to my no-vomiting strategy.

"What is it that you enjoy?" I wondered. It didn't make sense to me–the years of struggle and self-denial he must have spent to get to the point where he could endure this so easily.

 I was waiting for his response as he continued to stitch me up. I found this man utterly fascinating and very distracting; I had to fight to concentrate on what he was saying. I looked up into his eyes and was caught off guard by how dark they were. I also noticed how close we were and how beautiful Carlisle really was. I had always thought he was extremely attractive ever since the day I met him at the hospital.

 Without thinking, I licked my lips and had to fight the overwhelming urge to lean forward and kiss him. My body started to betray me as I was becoming very aroused. Carlisle's nostrils flared, and his eyes became pitch black. I knew my life may be very much in danger, but this seemed to only arouse me more. I had no idea when and why my feelings for him changed. All I knew for sure was that I needed him like I needed oxygen.

 "Isabella," Carlisle quietly moaned my name as he stared into my eyes just inches away from me.

 I let out a gasp as I felt his palm on my cheek. "You're an amazing woman. I can't fight this anymore," he whispered before his cool lips touched mine.

 This wasn't a chaste kiss. As our lips urgently moved together, I thought I might pass out from the rush that flowed through my body. I moaned as I felt his cool tongue on my bottom lip. I gladly opened my mouth for him as I slid my hand through his soft blonde hair. My head spun as I felt his cool tongue touch mine. I had truly never felt this much pleasure, and my body tingled all over as I throbbed with want. Carlisle suddenly pulled away; I stiffened and started to panic. Did he regret what just happened?

 "Oh, Isabella," he groaned as his tongue slid down my neck towards my chest. My body was going into overdrive. I couldn't think. All I knew was I wanted more, much more.

 "Is this, okay? Should I stop?" he asked in a deep, sexy voice.

 "No, please don't," I moaned in desperation.

 I never wanted him to stop. Even though his hands and lips were cold he ignited a fire in me. I let out a muffled moan as his fingers roamed over my back. I thought I would explode with need as I felt him slowly sliding the zipper of my dress down.

 He slowly pushed the dress off my shoulders causing it to pool in my lap. He looked deep into my eyes, and into my very soul. I knew for sure that I was put on this earth for Carlisle, and I had no doubt that he belonged to me.

 "I need you," he moaned. "I want to make you mine!"

 I wanted to be his in every way possible. "I'm yours. Take me!" I pleaded.

 

Carlisle's POV

 

 I knew I was stepping over the line by kissing her, but I couldn't help it. One minute I'm stitching her up and answering her question, but then she looked up into my eyes, and everything changed. I knew the minute her tongue slid across her perfect lips that I was done for. There was no way I could fight the impulse to kiss her.

 Ever since Isabella came into our lives, I'd felt a need to be near her. I did my best to hide my thoughts from Edward, but Jasper had picked up on my attraction to her. Esme had also noticed the change in me. We had always known that we were not mates, but companions. After over four hundred years, I never thought I would meet the one that was destined to be mine.

 I knew Edward thought she was his mate, but there was no way that she could be. He constantly fought against changing her and refused to be with her intimately. There is nothing that would stop a vampire from claiming a mate. I had spoken to Alice about this, and she just smiled and said that she'd seen Bella with gold eyes and with the family. My mind started to shut all my thoughts off and concentrate on this incredible woman in my arms. Her body was so warm; her lips tasted sweet, and the smell of her arousal was driving me insane. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was meant to be mine.

 I slowly pulled away from her, and she stiffened. It broke my dead heart. How could she think I was rejecting her?

 "Oh, Isabella," I groaned as I licked my way down her neck towards her chest. She tasted so good. "Is this, okay? I need to know if I should stop?" I asked; my voice was deep with need.

 "No, please don't," she moaned in desperation.

 There was no turning back now. She was mine. I needed to make her mine.

I continued to kiss her while slowly sliding the zipper of her dress down. The small moans escaping her mouth were driving me insane. I pushed her dress off her shoulders until it fell in her lap. I pulled away to look at her. Her deep brown eyes looked into mine. She looked so sexy sitting there in just a dark blue bra. I knew once I started, there was no way I would be able to stop. I needed to make sure she felt the same way I did; that she wanted this also.

 "I need you," I moaned. "I want to make you mine!"

 "I'm yours. Take me!" she pleaded breathlessly.

 That was all the encouragement I needed. I had her undressed within seconds. My lips were exploring  her pert breasts as my hand roamed down her body. I rubbed her through her soaked panties, causing her to moan and become even wetter. The smell of her arousal was too much for me. “Isabella,” I moaned.

 “Carlisle,” she breathlessly replied.

 I couldn't focus on anything but her as the words mine and claim were a loop in my head. I tried to pull myself together; I didn't want to hurt my mate. My mate. Yes, Bella was meant for me and only me. 

 I slowly kissed down her body, savoring the taste of her salty skin. I stopped at the top of her panties and slowly ran my noses over the silk, eliciting the most amazing sounds from her.

 "Oh... God...," Bella cried.

 In the blink of an eye, I had her panties off. I wanted her to feel the ultimate pleasure. I leaned down and my tongue slid over her wet, warm flesh; she tasted so sweet.

 "Carlisle," she panted.

 "Isabella, your body is amazing. I want to explore every inch of it," I purred before slipping my tongue in and out of her, causing her body to shake as her orgasm hit her.

 I licked her clean and placed a few kisses on her thighs before I stood up. The sight before me almost brought me to my knees. My beautiful Bella was lying on the table panting. I inhaled deeply, and my vampire mind was swimming with everything Bella. Her smell was all around me; I could still taste her still on my lips, as my eyes roamed her beautiful naked body.

 In a flash, I was naked. Bella gasped and slowly licked her lips at the sight of me as I stroked myself. I looked into her eyes searching for any guilt or second thoughts. I found none, just pure love and need.

 "Please," she answered my unspoken question.

I pulled her to the edge of the table. "Wrap your legs around me," I commanded. "I'll be as gentle as I can."

 I knew no matter how gentle I was that I was going to cause her some pain. I knew Bella was pure. She wrapped her legs around me as I slid slowly into what I can only describe as heaven. She was so tight, wet, and warm. I hit her barrier, pulled back and then pushed through it. She yelped.

 "Sorry, so sorry," I whispered in her ear as I held her.

 I was shocked when she started to move against me. I had hoped that my coolness would soothe her pain quickly. I started to rock in and out of her slowly at first so she could get used to the sensation.

 'More. Please. Take me," she panted between moans.

 I started thrusting harder and faster. The way she felt around me was amazing. I felt her body start to tighten around me, spurring me on. With a few more thrusts, I felt her release around me. My mind completely shut down as my orgasm hit me.

 "Mine, mine, mine," I chanted as I released deep inside her.

 "Yours, I'm all yours," she chanted back as I sunk my teeth in her neck and pushed all the venom I could into her beautiful body, claiming her as my own.

I slid out of her and held her tight, as she screamed in pain. What have I done? In my selfish need to have her for all eternity, I'd caused pain to the one person who matters the most to me. Pain... that… would… last... three… days.

 I cradled her in my arms, chanting "I'm sorry" and "I love you" repeatedly. This was possibly not the best way to let my Isabella know that I did indeed love her. I fell in love with her the moment I realized she was my mate. I just hoped and prayed she would forgive me for this.

 My cell ringing brought me out of my inner thoughts. I reached down to grab it from my pants pocket.

 "Carlisle, are you okay?"  I sound of her voice brought back to reality and what weight of what just happened started to sink in.

"Hello, Alice."  

"Carlisle, just calm down. I've seen what happened and trust me, it will all work out. Unfortunately, Edward has also seen the vision. We are on our way back. Get yourself and Bella dressed and take her up to mine and Jasper's room."

 She didn't even give me a chance to reply before she hung up. I quickly headed up to Alice and Jasper's room with Bella in my arms. Once I placed Bella on the bed, I got dressed. I found something for Bella to wear and quickly dressed her. I sat down on the bed next to her, letting her know how she means to me. I had no idea what to do. I needed to protect Bella; I also knew that Edward would be hurt. At least, I knew Esme would be fine. We talked many times about what would happen if one of us found our mate. I just never thought my mate would end up being my son's girlfriend.

 I wrapped my arms around Bella as she whimpered in pain. I heard them come into the house. Esme was the first to walk into the room. I looked into her eyes, and I knew she was going to be okay. She approached the bed and put her hand on my shoulder.

 “Esme, I’m sorry…”

 “Don’t.” She cut me off. “I’m happy for you. I hoped this day would come and you’d find with the one that completes you. You’ve been my best friend and my companion for years.”

 “And you mine. Thank you for understanding.” I answered and squeezed her hand. “How is Edward?”

 “He was very upset as you could imagine but he’s dealing. He now understands that Bella was never his mate, that he was drawn to her solely because she’s, his singer. It will take some time Carlisle, but he loves you, he needs to get over his first crush, so to speak.”

 “I hope you’re right.”

 “I’ll leave you two alone.” She turned to walk out of the room.

 “Esme, wait. What is going to happen now?” I asked.

 “First, we will need to fake Bella’s death, Emmett and Rose are dealing with that now.”

  “Oh my God, poor Charlie. What have I done?”

 “Carlisle, don’t beat yourself up, what’s done is done as we have to move on.”

 I nodded and let what she said sink in. She was also so sensible.

  “When Alice first saw this vision her and Jasper acquired a remote place in Alaska for the family to  live while Bella is in her newborn year.  And to make things easier Edward and I will go to Denali tomorrow morning.”

 “I haven’t even thought about what we’re going to do. Thank you for taking care of everything and cleaning up my mess.”

 “Carlisle, you will always be family to me and today you claimed your mate. Everything will work out. I know she will make you very happy. Since you have your hands full. I’ll call Jenks and have divorce papers drawn up.”

 “Thank you again for everything.”

 “You’re truly welcome, Carlisle.” She replied as she turned and walked out of the room.

 I turned my focus back to my beautiful mate lying beside me. I could hear Alice and Jasper packing what we needed. In less than three days Bella will wake and truly be my equal.

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