Title: All I've Ever Wanted
Author: Readingmama/Vampiremama
Beta: AcrossTheSkyInStars

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. No copyright infringement is intended.

Continuity: AU—Set after Breaking Dawn
Rating: M for sexual situations and violence.

A/N- Thanks to Tanya for beta'ing this little fic. Thanks to everyone reading and giving a shot to a Rose/Em fic.

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Chapter 4

At best, Emmett felt like a small town crook. At worst, he felt like a pervert following Violet around town. Bella had figured out her pregnancy fairly quickly, but for someone who had no idea what they were watching for, Violet might have ended up at the doctors claiming a bad stomach ache and they couldn't have that.

On day two, Rosalie was getting anxious. If the girl had not been fertile then Emmett was wasting time by not trying again. Rosalie decided that the rapid fire approach was the best idea. Rather than having her husband sleeping with the girl for weeks, or worse, months. Rosalie felt more jealousy than she expected when Emmett had returned after sleeping with the girl. She could smell her all over him and she recognized the satisfied smile on his face, it made her sick but the goal was bigger than her pride so she pushed the thought of them together out of her brain and ordered him to call her.

"Hello," Violet said, answering her phone. She had not expected to hear from Emmett so soon, so she was pleasantly surprised when his voice came over her speaker.

"Hi…it's Emmett," he finished lamely. Part of it was an act but more of it was an honest awkwardness at not having dated anyone in decades.

"Well hello, Emmett, how are you?" she replied formally with a chuckle.

"Gotta say, I'm feeling pretty silly right now," he pouted.

"Please don't," she panicked, not wanting to hurt his pride. She knew men rarely came back if you attacked that. "I think you're cute." She could hear him smile over the phone.

"I was wondering if you'd like to come jogging with me this morning?" Emmett asked coyly. It was actually the perfect date idea for him. She would get all sweaty and then there would need to be showers and of course showers meant nakedness, and on top of that, there would be no eating. He could tell when they'd had sex together that she worked out, he just hoped that equated into jogging.

"Sure, I was just getting ready to go out myself. Where do you want to meet?" she inquired, trying to hide her excitement. The thought of Emmett running next to her, with his muscles straining, was almost a workout in itself. It would surely be a test of her self control.

"I'm not far from you, I'll come by in ten," he stated.

"Sound good."

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"Argh, I hate you, you're not even sweating," Violet huffed as they arrived back on her driveway. She bent at the waist to stretch out her legs and Emmett took the opportunity to check out her ass. It was firm, not as firm as Rosalie's, of course, but the softness to it was just as tempting.

Violet cleared her throat and Emmett looked up, seeing that he'd been caught.

"I know you're not sweaty or anything but could I interest you in a shower?"

"That does sound interesting." Emmett replied, pulling out the dimples.

Violet dropped Emmett off in the bathroom and told him to get started without her. He was grateful because he intended to use some hot water to warm his body temperature before she came back.

He pulled out a pre-poked condom packet out and dropped it on the counter. He didn't want her to become suspicious of his motives by not being prepared again.

Emmett let the water run over his body, he hoped that it would be warm enough as he heard Violet enter the bathroom. He turned the temperature back down to a cooler temperature, not wanting to burn her when she stepped in.

She pulled the shower curtain back and held the condom in one hand, her eyebrow raised but her mouth was smirking. "Came prepared, did we?" Emmett raked his eyes over her naked form and stopped himself from growling.

"Well now that I know you are a sure thing," he teased grabbing her and pulling her into the shower before she had a chance to protest.

Violet was amazed at Emmett's strength. She had tried having sex in the shower a few times before but it always ended up taking place on the bathroom counter due to logistics. Of course with Emmett, he was able to hold her up with one hand, flick her clit with the other and never lose a beat with his kiss. She knew that Emmett had ruined her for all other men.

It was even easier making love to Violet the second time. Emmett's growing affection for the girl helped to reign himself in.

When Emmett left her house, he headed off and back into the woods where he knew Rosalie would be waiting for him.

"What did you do to that girl? I could hear her screaming from here." Rosalie tried hard to keep the venom out of her voice, but she was a vampire, after all, and she had a lot of venom.

Emmett knew that while this whole thing had been Rosalie's idea, he also knew that if he didn't pay some attention to his wife soon, the idea of a family together could crumple as quickly as it began. Even he sometimes forgot that Rosalie was much more fragile than she put forth.

Emmett took his wife's hand and led her back to their cabin in the woods. She still felt defensive and her body language reflected that; arms crossed on her chest and her head held high in defiance.

He dropped to his knees them moment they were in the house and started by removing her shoes. He placed a kiss on the top of each foot before placing her heels delicately by the door. Rubbing her calves, he felt her loosen a little. Looking up at her from his place on the floor, he cracked a shy smile.

When he saw her lip twitch he went back to work reaching around her waist and unzipping her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She took two tiny steps, allowing him to pull the skirt out from underneath her.

Rosalie rested her hands on the top of his shoulders as he embraced her middle, his head resting on her womb. She loved this feeling of vulnerability from him, it was just for her and it made her feel special. Worthy.

"I love you, babe," he said before standing up and taking her in his arms.

He sat her on the bed and pulled her shirt over her head, causing her to let out a sigh at the feeling of the gentle fabric tickling her skin. He laid her body on the bed, it was cold and hard and familiar, and yet he couldn't help but think of the less known, warm body not too far away and the tiny life that may already be growing inside of it.

Rosalie was surprised at Emmett's gentleness; she hadn't felt so revered since he had woken up asking if she was an angel. That was how he was treating her, laying soft kisses on her body, touching her as if she was made of glass and not stone. She adored being precious.

When Emmett finished making love to his wife, he felt like he had failed, he had spent the entire time thinking of another woman and yet, when he looked up, the love that shone through Rosalie's eyes surprised him. He realized that it was the first time he had been with his wife that they hadn't broken so much as a bed spring. It wasn't as if they had never had softer times together, it just had never happened during sex.

The guilt was overwhelming but he continued to do what was expected and gathered Rosalie into his arms and just held her.

Hours passed and Rosalie was still perfectly content in her husband's arms. The only thing that would have made it better would be if they had their child with him. But that line of thinking led to the thought of the other woman who had known her husband's touch.

In the beginning, Rosalie had felt bad that their surrogate would have to die, but hearing the young girl scream out her husband's name, the thought of his hands on her body, well, Rosalie's guilt had all but disappeared.