10. Best friends share… everything.
Disclaimer: the characters and all recognisable situations belong to Stephenie Meyer - this is a work of fan fiction, except for the legends and histories of the Quileute that, of course, belong to them. I pay my respects to their gods.
Thanks to BanSidhe [ruadh sidhe] and Feebes86 for betaing and pre-reading.
Embry woke up. He lay there just trying to work out where he was for a second. Smelt like Jake's. He blinked and stretched his neck. He could feel breath on the skin of his back. Then it all came back.
He shifted on the bed. He heard a small sigh behind him. He moved, rolling over so that he could look at Bella. Quil loomed mountain like behind her. She frowned in her sleep and her hand twitched. She was dreaming.
He rolled fluidly out of bed and went to the bathroom. He had a quick shower. Then he stood in the doorway and studied them again.
"No…" she muttered. "Gone…" a tiny wail.
Quil threw his arm over her body and tightened it around her; sliding her back and spooning her in against him. He was still asleep. She made another little noise and then she fell silent. The frown was erased. Embry looked at them together. Quil's meaty arm looked massive wrapped around her.
He decided he was hungry. He went to the kitchen and raided the fridge. He was onto his third sandwich when Quil appeared in the doorway. Scrubbing at his hair.
"Hey," Embry greeted him. "Couldn't sleep?"
"You left."
Embry shrugged. He ignored that. "She okay?" He passed Quil the plate of extra sandwiches. He had made more, thinking they would be eaten sometime.
"Asleep." He grabbed a sandwich.
"She talks in her sleep."
"Yeah. Cute huh?"
"Yes, she is," Embry agreed.
"You think she's hungry?" Quil looked concerned.
"She's asleep, Quil."
"I suppose…" He looked at the sandwiches. "We could leave one for her."
"Good Lord… it's a miracle!"
"Fuck you, Em."
"You know you do." They grinned at each other. They ate silently for a while.
"You made extras for her, anyway," Quil pointed out.
"And for you," Embry confessed.
Another grin.
"We could wake her up and ask her if she wanted a sandwich," suggested Quil in a wicked voice.
Embry chuckled. "I'm sure she'd love that… or did you mean a different kind of sandwich?"
They heard her shuffle down the hallway. She stood in the doorway blinking in the light. She had a sheet wrapped around her chest under her arms and held clutched in one hand at the front. "Whassup?"
"Nothing. Midnight snacks," Quil answered her.
She shuffled in a little further and sat on Embry's lap. He tucked her in and shifted her to a better position. He wrapped one arm around her. She snuggled down against him. "You left," she mumbled at him.
"You missed me?" he sounded surprised.
"Yes." She rubbed her face with a hand.
"You were asleep." Huh. Embry thought she was having a flashback; that night she got lost in the forest chasing after Cullen all she kept saying for hours was 'he's gone'. They all knew that from Sam's memories of that night. But she missed him. He glanced up at Quil's oddly serious eyes. He made one of those 'I don't know' faces.
Embry stroked her hair and kissed her forehead. "You hungry? You want a sandwich? Or a drink?"
"In a minute," she mumbled. "Give me a hug."
He did. "Quil was spooning you," he pointed out. "You were okay." He was still trying to assess how much she needed him, rather than Quil. He had noticed her looking for him earlier when they were on the floor.
She sighed. "Yeah… maybe… Quil's too big to spoon…"
"Hey," Quil chided. "Not my fault."
"Maybe he can knife?" suggested Embry.
She chuckled. "Yeah… maybe he can."
Quil grunted. "I can fork… fork you Embry."
She sat there for another minute or so. "I think I'm hungry now." Quil held up the plate for her. She snagged a sandwich and cuddled back in against Embry. The boys watched her eat. Quil passed her a glass of water.
Embry slid a hand up under the sheet so that he could touch her thigh. He needed to touch her skin.
"He's a better mattress," she commented. "Quil is…"
"Anytime, girl… anytime…"
"Yes," agreed Embry. "We have to do that again."
Bella twitched on his lap and both boys looked at her.
"Did you want to be in the middle next time, Bells?" Quil asked.
"I had my turn," stated Embry. He rubbed her back. "It'd be best to do it this weekend…"
Quil nodded. "Healing thing. Good point, Em."
"I dunno…" Bella mumbled. "Let me think about it…"
"It's your turn," noted Quil with a mouthful of sandwich.
"Turn?" asked Bella. She finished her drink and leaned forward to put it down on the table.
"To be in the middle… properly," Quil answered.
Embry had well and truly been the meat in a sandwich and Quil had been the bottom of the kitchen triangle… so they were right. She squirmed on Embry's lap. He stroked her thigh.
"We know it excites you…" he hinted.
"I know you know…" She sighed. "Let me think about it…"
"Sure, sure," said Embry. "Lots of other things we can do…"
"No! No thinking," said Quil. "We should just try it, and if you are not happy, we can stop… you trust us, don't you Bells?"
Embry gave him a look, as if he was going to ruin it.
"No, Em…" Quil argued. "We could do that… stop. Worst case scenario we could do each other."
Embry blinked. "Yeah… we could stop. Who should do it? I'm… smaller…" suggested Embry archly.
"Hey," complained Bella. "Don't I get to choose?"
"No, Bells… because you get both of us anyway," said Quil.
The boys looked at each other and had a moment of complete understanding. They both stood, and Embry virtually tossed Bella, still wrapped in the sheet, into Quil's arms. She made a startled squeak noise as he caught her.
"Mattress… here I come," whispered Quil to her.
"I… I…"
"No thinking, Bells… would you have let me touch you in the shower if I had asked?" he started walking towards the bedroom. Embry was cleaning up the kitchen behind them, throwing the uneaten sandwiches in the fridge and turning the lights off.
She frowned at him. "Embry asked. I thought you weren't supposed to be making me think…"
"You always think Bella… but right now, I think you should be thinking about what we are going to do to you."
She made another startled noise. Quil carried her into the bedroom and laid her carefully on the bed still wrapped in the sheet. Embry followed him in. He turned the lamp on the bedside table on, and made sure the lube bottle was near at hand. The lamp was the only light in the room now. Quil unwrapped her, opening the sheet and running his hands all over her body. She looked up at him as she lay on her back. She sat up a little and kissed him.
He shuffled over and Embry seamlessly moved into the gap. She had one on each side now. They started on either side of her head; kissing and licking. They moved slowly further south. It was synchronous. They moved perfectly in time and at the same speed. Their hands stroked and patted her everywhere. She put her arms over her head to keep out of their way. She purred under their twofold touch.
They sucked on her neck and nibbled on her clavicles.
Each heated mouth closed around her aching breasts at the same time. She sank her fingers into their hair and hugged them to her. Embry licked but Quil nibbled at her pebbled nipple. Her back arched; pushing herself up into them. Her hands reached down the skin of their backs. She scraped her nails back up. Embry shivered.
A hand slid between her legs. She didn't even know whose it was. Long, heated fingers slid inside her. She uttered a small moan. Other fingers rubbed around her labia, the heel of a hand moving the whole mound over her pubic bone. She closed her eyes. She writhed.
A mouth closed over hers and a tongue plunged into her. An arm went behind her head and she was rolled onto her side. It was Quil. He rolled her again so that he was on his back and she was lying on top of his body. She could feel his cock, hot and hard and pressed between them.
Quil slid her up his body and kissed her again. She had to move up enough distance for their mouths to be level. Hands reached down and grabbed her behind the knees and others pushed them up level with Quil's waist. Shifting her legs up so that she was crouched over Quil's stomach with her chest against his and her butt up. She let them move her; she assumed that they knew what they were doing even though they had told her that they hadn't shared a girl before.
Embry's hands and tongue were massaging over her lower back. His fingers slid back into her stroking her from the other side now. He spread her own moisture around and pressed on the rosebud of her ass with a finger. She twitched. Quil distracted her with more kisses.
He made a startled noise himself and she realised Embry had him in his hand as well.
"Too tempting," muttered Embry.
Bella chuckled.
"Em… don't get distracted now," chided Quil.
"Hell, no."
She felt cool lube drip down her ass crack. She shivered.
"It melts too fast in my hand," Embry explained. His finger took up the same pressing motion as before. He massaged and rubbed and pressed. His fingers were so hot and slippery and he timed it so well with the muscle spasms that before she knew it, he was sliding a long greased finger into her puckered hole. She groaned. "Oh my god… that feels … so… different."
Quil grinned at her and kissed her again, rubbing his hands over her shoulders and up and down her neck. More lube and more pressing and Embry slid two fingers into her now. She felt those fingers stretch her a little; scissoring the way Quil had done with Embry when he had done this.
"Honey?" Embry asked.
"I-I'm okay," she responded. She was starting to feel overwhelmed. The heat of them on either side of her. The constant touching and caressing. She could feel Embry shift behind her now.
"Just relax now Bells," encouraged Quil.
Embry pushed at her now. She knew it was the head of his cock now; it was hotter and bigger than his fingers. He did the same rhythmic pushing and then he timed it; probably with a glance at Quil. Quil slid her down his body, his cock slid between her swollen folds and her clitoris pressed down onto it at the same time. It was superbly distracting as Embry held still or pushed forward a little and he sank into her untried opening. Her muscle ring tightened around him and he swore.
"Fuck, that's tight."
The movement stopped. Bella was panting. Her thighs twitched. Quil stroked her some more. "Look at me," he said. She looked up at his face. He locked eyes with her. "She's good Em, keep going."
She kept staring at Quil. Embry pulled out a little, applied some more lube and pushed forward again. A muscle deep inside her seemed to just release and he worked in further. She pushed back herself; bearing down on him and with a couple more push and pull movements he was in to the hilt. It felt so different; more dragging and tight. She could feel her muscles clenching around him. He was so hot and it burned inside her.
"Q-Quil." Embry sounded close to losing it.
Oh lord, she was never going to survive this. Embry reached around and lifted her up off Quil with one arm. Impaled on Embry, she could not move. It took everything she had just to keep breathing in and out. She put her hands down onto Quil's chest to try and support herself. Embry held her back against his sweat slicked chest and supported them both on his other arm. Quil reached a hand down and dragged the head of his cock along her folds. She let out a groan so loud, she surprised herself.
He positioned himself at her opening and pushed up a little. Once the head was in, he nodded at Embry who dropped her slowly back down. Quil's hard member slid all the way in.
"Fuck," Embry swore. "I can feel you in there, Quil."
Bella was beyond speech. As before, she couldn't fight them. She just surrendered. She lost it; orgasming as Quil filled her now too. They hadn't even moved but she had just fallen over that edge all by herself. The weight of Embry on her back; the heat; the sensation … it was all too much for her.
Quil stroked her face. She kissed at his fingers. Neither moved while they let her ride out her orgasm.
When she had come back to herself she finally managed to speak. "Somebody move," she begged. "I c-can't…"
"Em, you're driving," Quil ordered.
Embry slid out very slowly and carefully; as if testing her limits. She knew they would stop the instant she asked them to, but she had crossed some kind of line in her head and she could not have asked them to stop now.
She was making small cries; wordless unintelligible sounds of pleasure. Quil was breathing quickly; he was on the bottom of this pile but he seemed okay with it. He was lifting up into her when Embry withdrew. Their timing was exquisite. They seesawed into her.
She was sweating so much; she slipped and slid between them. Their skin making wet sucking noises against each other. She threw her head back and cried out. Both men pumped in and out of her and she rocked between them. She was overcome with need. Her breath caught and she felt light headed. Embry thrust into her harder. His hand holding her at the hip. She pushed herself up against Quil's chest and back into Embry. Quil's hands reached for her now exposed breasts.
She could hear herself panting and moaning. She arched her back and caught Embry unawares. She had tilted her pelvis and he lost the rhythm and they both ended up thrusting into her at the same time. She screamed. A high keening sound.
"Shit! Oh shit!" Embry cried out. "I can't…" he kept pounding into her.
Quil grabbed Bella's face. "Bells! You okay? Do you want us to stop?"
"NO!" She inhaled and tried to get herself under control. "Please… don't stop."
"Okay…" He punctuated that with a lift into her and she cried out again. She was so close to that edge; dancing on it and they kept pushing at her; pushing her over.
"Oh god… oh god… oh god…" she muttered. She was rocking her head from side to side.
"Jeez Quil, I'm close," Embry stated. "So close…" he groaned; plunged into her hard and stayed there.
Quil made another thrust up and he circled, the way he had done before. He hit everything and she was gone… just gone. She felt hot and cold at the same time and she thrashed between them. Quil grabbed Embry's neck and held him down on her; pressing her between them and effectively immobilising her. The weight calmed her. Embry groaned and shuddered as he filled her. She felt Quil arch under them both and then he twitched inside her. He grunted. He and Embry stared at each other over her head.
"Oh fuck…" Quil swore as he lost it too.
Bella was shaking. Quil put his hand on her neck and stroked slowly with his thumb down her pulse. Embry held himself up off her, but didn't leave. He shifted to one arm and rubbed down her back with the other hand.
"Honey?"
"That was…" she croaked. "No words… I wanna cry."
They both kissed her. Quil on the top of her head and Embry in the middle of her sweat soaked back. After a couple more breaths, Embry dragged himself out of her. Quil lifted and shifted so that she was back on her side. He pulled out of her as well and she shivered again as he withdrew.
Embry rolled out of bed and went to the bathroom to clean up. Bella and Quil just breathed together. She blinked away the tears. She was just so overwhelmed.
The bed shifted when Embry tucked in behind her and they put their arms around her. She had one arm folded across her stomach and the other around Quil's waist. Embry's arm laid over hers and clasped Quil as well. Quil slid an arm along the mattress and under her and Embry's head. His other arm mirrored theirs, holding Embry against Bella.
Nobody spoke. The weight, the heat… she felt cocooned. She wondered if she would wake up and be different. Like a butterfly.