AM4 ch13

A/n: *sighs*

So many things about this chapter that I love….and I hope that you do, too!

Thank you and much love to my precious beta, Bnjwl. She worked her magic on this on and always keeps me in line.

And, to my wonderful pre-readers, Eternally Edward's girl and Celi – LOVE YOU!

ENJOY!

EPOV – Five Years Later

The Bundles (Olivia & Ethan) are 10, Patrick is 8 and Amelia is 5

"Edward, don't forget to grab Amelia's favorite bunny off her bed, please," Bella yelled at me while I carried the children's bags down to the SUV.

We were going on a trip, alone, finally.

It was the first week of summer and my parents were taking all of our children to Disneyland while Bella and I flew to Hawaii for a week.

I had seven full days alone with my wife; naked, available and at my service. It was all I could think about for the past six months after she'd given me the trip for my birthday.

"Daddy, I need to tell you a secret," Amelia said when I walked back into the house.

I looked down at my precious little angel and smiled, before I crouched down to her level, "You can tell me anything, Angel."

She looked up at me with those big green eyes and dark chocolate hair, and I melted into her gaze. Our youngest daughter was curious and reserved just like Bella. She owned me and she knew it. I feared for any young boy that ever tried to take her from me. I didn't think that I'd ever be able to let her go.

Olivia was strong and confident, completely full of piss and vinegar, just like me. She took shit from no one and often got into trouble because of her demanding nature. I can't tell you how many times we'd been called to school about her attitude. Each time Bella would shake her head and defer to me to take the heat for my oldest daughter's behavior.

I was proud of her and I knew that any boy or eventually man that came into her life would definitely have his work cut out for him.

Amelia grabbed my hand and led me to the couch where she patted for me to sit down beside her. Once I sat down she crawled into my lap and put one of her small palms on my cheek, she wanted my complete attention. I couldn't wait to hear this secret.

"I want a baby sister," she spoke quiet and full of enthusiasm.

I choked then coughed before I managed to calm myself down.

"Oh, um, Melli, I'm afraid that isn't possible." I knew where this was coming from as Jasper and Alice had just had their third daughter, Taryn. So, Amelia's best friend, Maggie had a new little sister.

Patrick was the same age as their oldest daughter, Hannah, and they were thick as thieves, as well. But, neither of them was as enthusiastic as the younger two were about having a new baby around.

"But Daddy, I'm a good big sister. I play with baby Taryn at Aunt Alice's house and I'm always the best helper. I could be a helper for Momma, too." Her eyes were wide and rimmed with tears.

"Bella!" I yelled for help, I knew that she'd know exactly what to say and I couldn't stand to see my baby girl cry.

"What?" Bella said as she came bouncing down the stairs.

"Amelia is having a hard time with something and I think it's more your territory than mine," I said as she sat down beside us and began to caress Melli's cheek.

"What's wrong baby?" My wife's voice had the most amazing softness to it when she spoke to our children like this.

"I wants a baby sister and Daddy said no." Her bottom lip jutted out and the tears began to roll down her chubby little cheeks.

"Oh, baby, even if Daddy said yes, then Momma would have told you no. I can't have any more babies. Besides you wouldn't be the baby of the family anymore if we had another sister. And, you wouldn't want to have to share your Daddy with anyone else, would you?"

See, that shit right there. Bella had this parenting thing down pat, whereas I felt like a bumbling idiot half the time.

Just then the front door flew open, Livvy came flying into the room and was screaming and talking so loud I had no idea what the hell was going on.

All I heard was 'bra', 'stupid boys' and 'Matt was an ass'….but whatever this new crisis was, I knew that I wasn't going to like it.

I looked over just as Ethan came walking in the front door with Patrick hot on his heels. They were smirking and trying not to laugh, therefore I knew that this was bad. Really bad.

Bella took Amelia from me and led Olivia down the hall to the bathroom while I sat there, stunned and looked at my sons.

"What happened?" I asked as I stood and walked over right in front of them with my hands on my hips.

Ethan threw his hands up and laughed, while Patrick looked at me said, "You seriously do not want to know, Dad."

I scratched my head and looked at my watch.

"Bella, we have to get going so we can drop the kids off." I truly wasn't sure that I wanted to know what had happened and I knew that in time, Bella would tell me.

But, I wanted to get her on the plane first. I wanted us out of town and alone.

Focus.

I palmed Mr. Happy as I walked through each bedroom to check that we hadn't left anything behind.

"Edward." I heard Bella say from behind me as my hand stroked my semi-hard cock through my jeans.

"We talked about this. You know the boys are both doing it already simply because they see you doing it," her voice matter of fact and accusatory as she spoke to me.

"Well, they are my sons, so no doubt that they'll have the same healthy um … appetites that I do. Or well, their 'little happy's' will." I beamed at the thought of my boys being as well endowed and sexually thirsty as I was.

She smacked my chest and narrowed her eyes at me.

"My boys won't have 'little happy's', they'll be good, normal little men." She pointed at my chest then walked away. "Hurry up, I'm getting the kids in the car," she yelled from down the hall.

I smirked to myself. She could think what she wanted about our boys, I knew that they'd both be just like me with the ladies.

Three hours later we were alone, on a plane waiting to fly to Hawaii. I sighed as I felt Bella's head lean onto my shoulder.

"It's quiet," she remarked as I kissed the top of her head.

"It certainly is." I smiled as she sighed.

"I can't wait to get you naked and have my wicked, wicked way with you." I may have growled as I softly spoke to her.

She giggled then sat up to look at me, her beautiful eyes tired and soft as she looked back at me.

"Can I have a few hours of sleep first?" Bella yawned and snuggled into my side.

I sighed and nodded.

"I think we both could use a full eight hours of uninterrupted sleep." As much as I hated to admit it, we were worn the fuck out.

But, by the time this trip was over, we'd both be fully rested, sexually sated and stronger than ever.

Two days later we lay in bed, naked, and recovering from round two of lovemaking that we'd shared in the past few hours.

"Mr. Happy still has it," Bella said with a laugh as she rolled to her side to look at me. I rolled to my side and began to run my hand up and down her hip and thigh. Her skin still amazed me.

"I might be getting older, but I'm not that 'old'," I replied just as I thrust my hips up and pushed my semi-hard cock against her soft belly.

She sighed and closed her eyes.

"Again?" Bella's voice whined.

I laughed and pulled her on top of me as I rolled onto my back.

"Yes. Mr. Happy has to enjoy all of this alone time that he can, especially since there aren't any children taking over the bed and interrupting naked times."

"Mmm, I miss naked times," she said as she began to slowly rock back and forth over my dick.

"Me, too baby. Me too," I said just before I lifted her hips and pushed my cock up to her entrance.

"Fuck…" Bella said as she began to rise and fall on my shaft, each time taking me a little deeper.

"Ride me, baby. Fuck yes, ride my cock." My voice sounded breathy and raspy while I held her hips tight as she continued to fuck me senseless.

And this is how our trip went, we'd fuck like rabbits, go to dinner, spend some time on the beach, then sneak off and fuck wherever we could find a secluded place to do so.

It felt like our life, ten years ago, before 'the bundles' changed our lives forever.

"I miss the kids," Bella said as she walked out of the bathroom, naked and applying lotion to her arms. We'd just finished showering, well, we'd fucked against the tiles, then we'd showered.

I sighed, "Believe it or not, I do, too, even Patrick." I knew that teasing her about our possessive son would rile her up.

She stopped walking, turned towards me with her hands on her hips and glared.

"He's a spitting image of you, he acts just like you and you have to stop fighting with him over my attention." Bella's voice got that motherly tone to it and I knew that I was in for it now.

"Bella, do you want to talk about the way that you squawk at Livvy for crawling up in my lap every chance she can?" I quirked a brow and shot my retort back at her.

"Mine," she might have growled to which I burst out laughing.

She crawled up on the bed and straddled my lap, her eyes boring into mine.

"We have amazing children," she whispered as her hands played with the hair at the nape of my neck.

I nodded and kissed her neck.

"We truly do. Amelia is almost as beautiful as you are," I said as my tongue laved around her ear.

She moaned and pushed her bare chest against mine, "Ethan has your maniacal mind and eyes."

This continued for a while, trading barbs about our kids and how they truly reflected the two of us.

Then the damn phone rang, breaking us apart just before Mr. Happy slid home into Lucy Diamond.

I snatched the phone off the bedside table and noticed the picture and name flashing across the screen, "It's Olivia," I told Bella as I answered the call.

"Daddy?" I heard Olivia's tears come through the phone.

My blood pressure rose and my breathing became labored. My 'bundle' needed me and I couldn't get to her.

"Yes, baby, what's wrong?" I asked as Bella scooted off my lap to sit on the bed as I stood to start pacing.

"He told me that I am ugly. Am I ugly, Daddy?" Olivia's voice was soft and scared, instantly raising my hackles.

"Who told you were ugly, baby?" I asked through gritted teeth, the red ire building behind my eyes.

"Kevin." She whimpered and stopped. The hand that wasn't holding the phone involuntarily fisted. I mean who the fuck was this little twirp to tell MY daughter that she was ugly?

"Baby, you are one of the three most beautiful girls in the world. Perfect. Gorgeous, even," I said as I fought to reign in the feeling of packing my bags and flying home instantly.

Just then I felt Bella's hands come around my waist as her face pressed to my back.

"Let me talk to her, Edward," she murmured against my back.

Thirty minutes later, we'd spoken to all the children and my mom, who reassured us that this was nothing more than a childhood rite of passage.

I didn't care.

When I got back to the states, me and little 'Kevin' were going to have a nice long chat. Then, I would take Olivia out to show her that she was forever beautiful to me. No stupid little runt is going to put doubts in my daughters head.

"Edward." I heard Bella say from behind me as I stared out at the waves, my hand softly stroking my cock to help calm me.

"Edward, look at me," she stepped in between me and the rail of the balcony.

"This is only going to get worse and you can't go chasing after every single boy that hurts her feelings." She laid a kiss across my chest and then slid her hands up and around my neck.

"Bella, he made her cry. I can't allow that," I said as I felt my breathing pick up again.

She sighed and tiptoed up to kiss me.

"You made me cry." Her words and the look in her eyes pulled me to a complete standstill as I looked at her.

I remember that night in the restaurant. I remember her tears and how awful I was to her.

I was such a fucking tyrant back then.

"Oh baby," I said before I leaned down and kissed her softly.

"I'm so sorry, Bella." Even after all these years, all the times we'd confessed our love for one another, she still remembered me hurting her feelings.

"It's forgiven, Edward. I'm just reminding you that it happens and apparently, we're about to head feet first into pre-teen puberty hell." She sighed as she spoke and leaned against my chest.

"Do we have to go home? Maybe we can stay here for a few years and go home once they are grown?" I was half serious, half joking.

"Come on, let's enjoy our last night here by you bending me over that desk, like old times," she said as she grabbed my hand and led me into the living area of the suite we were staying in.

"Yeah, like old times," I said as I followed her, stroking Mr. Happy the whole time.

A/n: Sorry for the delay in posting…I was out all day yesterday then this morning I realized I had no internet (gasps – the travesty). Got it all sorted out now, though!

The last chapter will post tomorrow…and the epi sometime next week.

See ya soon,

Kyla