This chapter is going to show some of the sexual situations that went on with James. If you are easily offended please don't read I don't want your nasty comments...

BPOV

"You are nothing but a dirty little whore!" Phil yelled at me as his hand connected with my face. "You are so ugly!" he seethed. I was scared and I couldn't get away from him. He was holding me down by my neck, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I heard a noise behind him and I was grateful to see Edward standing there.

"Ohmygod, Edward please help me," I said trying to breathe. He walked over to me and kissed my forehead and then left me there.

"No!" I said as I sat up in bed. I couldn't believe I was having such bad dreams. They seemed much worse than before, and they were involving Edward and James. I obviously lost James, but did my dreams mean I was going to lose Edward as well? The thought made me cry. I had to get out of bed before I woke up Edward. I knew he would tell me that he was never going to leave me, but who knew what was going to happen.

I hopped in the shower and just let the water consume my body. I needed to get a full night sleep. I couldn't take not sleeping through the night anymore. What was worse was the dreams seemed so real that I didn't feel asleep. After taking a shower and getting dressed I headed downstairs to the kitchen. As I started the coffee I saw that the clock read five fifteen, I really needed sleep. I knew Edward wouldn't let me stay home from school, but I was hoping that tonight wouldn't hold any nightmares for me. I was startled by Carlisle when he walked into the kitchen at six.

"Do you get up this early every morning?" he asked me. I was still very nervous around him, but I didn't want to be rude.

"Between six and six thirty is when I get up," I said. I was hoping that it was going to be enough to get him to stop talking, but he took it as 'let's have a conversation'.

"If you are having trouble sleeping, I can give you something to help."

"It's not sleeping that is giving me a problem."

"Dreams?" he asked. I really didn't want to talk about it so, I just shook my head yes. "Sometimes, the sleep aid will help you not to dream," he said as he sparked my interest.

"I'll keep that in mind, but I'm sure I will be fine once I am adjusted." But what I really meant was, 'Edward would never let me, but thanks for the offer'.

"How are you adjusting?"

"I'm good. I just feel like I'm by myself. Edward has football and I have never seen him so excited about something. I just don't want to be a burden," I said feeling like I was saying too much.

"I'm going to tell you something, and I want you to know that I mean every word. You and Edward are our family now. You two have been through so much, we would adopt you tomorrow if you wanted. Alice is in love with you, Esme thinks she can learn a thing or two from you, and Emmett has been so quiet. I'm not going to lie, it has been nice." He wanted to adopt us, that was nothing I hadn't heard before.

Phil said he was going to adopted me and keep me as his for the rest of my life, the idea of that made me sick. James said almost the same thing, but I would have loved that. I couldn't help but to laugh because now he was talking about wanting to adopt us. Why did people even want foster kids, we were damaged goods.

"Emmett's growing on me," I told him because I knew that would be something he would like to hear.

"I'm glad to hear it. He would never do you any harm. I'm more scared of his girlfriend then I will ever be of him," Carlisle said.

"Rose seems...cool," I said trying to be nice.

"Ya know, Saturdays after the game Alice, Jasper, Em, and Rose order pizza and hang out downstairs. I don't know if that is something you and Edward would want to do, but I know they would love for you two to join," Carlisle said looking hopeful.

"I'll have to talk to Edward. I have never seen him so excited about something. I think this will be good for him," I said. It was the truth.

"Did you get any sleep last night?" Carlisle asked. Did I look that bad? I knew I was tired, but I was kind of hoping that it wouldn't show in my face.

"I just have a lot on my mind," I said wanting to end the conversation. I was happy and nervous to see Edward walk in. When I said good morning to him I knew just by the way he looked at me he wasn't happy.

I'm not going to lie, I really liked Esme. I like everything about her. I wanted to tell Edward that, but I didn't want him to think that I was replacing him. I liked that she let me eat my breakfast and that she cleaned. I did feel a little bad leaving a mess for her, but she seemed to like it. Emmett really made my morning, he looked so happy. It was almost as if he was never fed, but we all knew that wasn't true. His love for my cooking made it worth getting up for. Edward never really seemed to appreciate my cooking. I was shocked when he said that I made the best french toast, that was something I never knew.

After breakfast was all said and done, I followed Edward upstairs. I was too tired to fight or get spanked. I sat on our bed and I just put my head in my hands waiting for the wrath of Edward. It once again didn't come. Instead I felt his strong hands on my shoulders, and I felt the tension melt away. I told him I would do whatever he wanted me to do. In a way I was giving up. I really didn't have a chose in the matter; it was going to happen one way or another. I figured this way, maybe, I would be less stressed.

Once he started kissing me I knew what was coming and I was ready for him. I had missed him inside of me, and I wanted it more than anything. Being with Edward made me feel loved. When we would be together, all I would feel was love, in his kisses, his caresses, and with every thrust. That was how I knew how much he loved me.

I don't think he will ever know how much his words would ever mean to me. He told me all I had to do was say no, and that would be the end of it. I just had to hope that he meant it. Part of me did believe him, he was my life, and I trusted him with everything.

I found it odd that he was undressing me. It had never happened before. I always had to take my clothes off, nice and slow for them, that was a rule. I guess he was being honest when he said that we were going to make our own rules.

I could never contain my moans when I was with him. It was as if I wanted the world to know how good he made me feel. He told me that I needed to be quiet, but I really didn't want to. He felt so good inside of me. There was no way to use words to tell him how good he felt. It had been almost two weeks since we had sex, so I knew he was ready to blow his load as soon as he entered me. This was the first time Edward and I had ever really had sex by ourselves. James was always there. I did like it when he watched and joined, but this time it felt too right. We would always start off on our own, but James would always hear us, and he would make his way to our room. The first time he ever walked in scared the shit out of me...

Edward started to kiss my neck as he pulled the straps of my bra down. This was my second time having any kind of consensual sex and I was still nervous and apprehensive about it. My heart still pounded in my chest every time, but I didn't have the urge to run away.

"Stand up and take your clothes off," he said as I moved off the bed. I knew the rules and I kept eye contact with him, and slowly pulled my clothes off. This part always made me feel the most self-conscious. The way they both looked at me made me feel beautiful, but like an object at the same time. I knew it was just the newness of liking sex, so I knew I just needed to relax.

Edward took me by the hand when I was done undressing and pulled me back to the bed. We kissed some more as he rolled my nipples in between his fingers. I loved the way it felt. He kissed his way down my body.

"You need to spread your legs more," he said to me pushing my knees further apart. Once they were far enough apart he lowered his face between my thighs. He going down on me was one of my favorite things. Just as he flicked his tongue across my clit, I saw movement in the doorway. My whole body stiffened and I felt Edward's hand hold my legs tighter.

"It's okay," he said as he went about his business. I couldn't relax, all I could feel was James' eyes on me. I thought that if I closed my eyes it would make it easier, but James wasn't having that.

"Open your eyes, Bella," James said in a very calm voice. I opened my eye and moaned as Edward pushed two fingers into me. I was so embarrassed by my moan, but both James and Edward seemed to like it.

"Ohmygod," I said as Edward held my withering form still. As I came down from the high of my orgasm, I saw that James pulled his chair closer to the bed. Edward kissed my clit and lifted his head from between my legs. I took a deep breath trying to calm myself when I saw James kiss Edward. I was dumbfounded by what I saw, but also that I liked it.

"Mmm she tastes good, doesn't she?" James asked Edward kissing him again. When James pulled away all Edward did was smile. "Make her cum again, son," he said as he undid his pants.

As Edward pushed his way into me, I saw James start to stroke himself. I felt uncomfortable, but as Edward worked me over I became comfortable with it. I didn't understand why James stood until I felt his warm spunk hit my chest. He grunted as he released onto my chest. I felt his cum run down my harden nipples. What shocked me more was when Edward leaned down and licked it off of me...

That was one of the weirdest, but erotic moments of my life. After having amazing overdue sex, all I wanted to was sleep. Of course, Edward was having none of that. I knew I just had to suck it up. I just hoped that Edward would let me go to bed early.