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CHAPTER 14

BPOV ~

I gasped, but he didn't give me a chance to say anything. "If anyone else would have said, asked, what you just did…." His eyes searched mine a brief moment, before he went on, "Bella, I've never wanted any of this. The live-in girlfriend, kids…."

I felt the sting of tears at precisely the same time I felt my face heat up. This wasn't at all something I wanted to hear, especially minutes after his declaration of love, so I started squirming my way out from beneath him. "I'm sorry," my voice cracked. "I shouldn't—"

"Hey," he soothed, wiping a tear away as he moved his hand to my cheek. "I just told you I loved you."

I sniffled when he swept his thumb across my cheek to wipe away more of the now steadily falling tears. "But you said …" I whispered, meeting his soft eyes.

Edward shifted himself a bit to the right, resting the majority of his weight on the bed, while his body remained deliciously on top of mine. "I said, 'if anyone else would have said, asked, what you just did,' but you're not just anyone, Bella. You're you."

I'm sure through all the tears, and probable blotchiness, he saw the confusion, because he quickly went on. "This is all new to me," he explained. "You, me … us. I've never—God, I sound like a fucking pansy, right now!" I giggled a bit which earned me a smirk.

"Look, if anyone else would have asked me to make love to them, I'm pretty sure — no, I know my shit would have gone limp and I would've either gotten up and left, or told them to get the hell out. I don't make love, Bella. I fuck."

He chuckled a bit, probably at the wide eyes staring back at him. "But when you said that," he continued. "I found myself eager as hell to make it happen." His cock twitched against my thigh, and I couldn't help the moan that escaped. Edward, of course, smirked before trailing his eyes hungrily over my body and making me shiver in delight.

I whimpered when his lips met mine and his hand lightly trailed up my torso, gently caressing my pebbled skin. My body was literally on fire when his fingers skimmed the side of my breast, and his tongue traced my bottom lip requesting entrance. I was more than ready to pick up where we had left off, so of course, I obliged.

Unfortunately, Edward pulled away just as the kiss was starting to deepen. "Baby," he groaned resting his forehead against mine. "You … you make me want all that stuff, Bella. I feel things for you that I've never felt before. I know it's fast … so fast, but it just … it feels right."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. "Bella," he started, but I quickly silenced him with my lips. He had said enough, and I honestly couldn't tell if he was trying to convince me what he'd said was the truth, or if he was rambling on because he was afraid of what I might say in return.

I broke the kiss, and whispered, "Feelings have no concept of time, Edward." He cocked his eyebrow in question, while I pulled him closer and settled against the mattress. "Yes, with some people they progress as you get to know one another, but with others, they're just … there."

He just laid there above me and stared; it was as if he was in a trance or something, but luckily I knew just how to break it. I wrapped my hand around the back of his head, and pulled his face closer to mine. "Edward," I murmured as my other hand slid to his cheek. "I love you, too."

I placed my lips over his and kissed him before he could respond. He reacted immediately, finally allowing his body to once again rest comfortably on top of mine. Honestly, it felt amazing, having his body so close, so heavy against mine—it made me feel safe in ways I hadn't in a very long time.

Edward broke the kiss, leaving me panting and gasping for air, as I laid there staring at him. He was just watching me, and I was seriously starting to get frustrated. Enough, enough with the talking already; I needed him to fuck me … to show me just how much he loved me.

"Will you just—"

"Yes," he chuckled, mere seconds before his lips touched mine.

I whimpered, burying my hands in his hair, as I wrapped my legs around his. I finally had him right where I wanted him, and I wasn't about to let him go anywhere. I needed him like I needed air at that point, and his twitching cock definitely wasn't helping things.

I was gasping for air when he finally broke the kiss, and began trailing his lips down my chin to my neck. "Oh, please, Edward?" I begged lifting my hips to urge him forward. "Please?"

He gently nipped at my collarbone, as he moved his hand between the two of us, and situated the head of his large cock against my slick entrance. I couldn't help myself; I lifted my hips again, silently begging him to take me—to fill me with his large manhood.

My lip found its place between my teeth, when he lifted his head to look at me. His eyes were so dark, so full of lust and passion, when they met mine, and I still couldn't believe he was looking at me like that. My ex had told me he loved me multiple times, but not once did I see in his eyes what I saw in Edward's.

I prayed it was a sign of some sort.

I couldn't help the strangled moan I released when he finally entered me. Not only did it feel incredible to have him inside of me again, but that combined with the way he was looking at me … it made my entire body tingle. It was like nothing I'd ever felt before. It was a feeling like no other. The way he felt against my thighs. The way he moved inside of me, rocking back and forth, pushing me closer and closer to my release.

"You are so beautiful," he murmured, as his lips descended on mine. I whimpered a little when his lips touched mine, but immediately I opened my mouth and gently sucked on his top lip. I loved the way his lips felt, how soft they were against mine. I could literally lie there all night just kissing him.

Edward softly nibbled on my bottom lip, before lightly brushing his tongue against it, silently requesting entrance. I quickly complied and allowed him to enter my mouth, causing him to groan, and move his hand to the back of my thigh, hiking it up farther around his waist. I couldn't help the moan I expelled; he was now moving fluently inside of me and God did it feel good.

"Edward," I breathed when he broke the kiss and moved his lips to my neck. "Baby, please? Please make me cum?" I was so close to my release. The way he was moving inside of me, combined with the feel of his lips against my skin, it was quickly becoming too much.

The little shit chuckled against my chest, and I whined out my frustration. I was desperate to cum, and if he wasn't going to do it for me, then I was damn well going to do it myself. I was four and a half months pregnant, and so fucking horny. Luckily, he took my whine for what it was, and quickly moved to pull a nipple into his mouth.

I arched my back and moaned when he swirled his tongue around the hardened bud. I was so close, literally teetering on the edge of my release, and my man seemed to know exactly what it was I needed, because he immediately snaked his hand between us and started toying with my tiny bundle of nerves. I'm sure I would have fallen off the bed when I came had Edward not been on top of me.

"Oh, yes!" I cried, lifting my hips as I dug my nails into his shoulder blades and he continued to piston inside of me. "God, Edward … feels so … it feels so good."

He lifted his head to look at me, and I moaned, pulling my lip between my teeth. God, he looked sinfully delicious. "Does it, baby?" he panted. "Does it feel good?" I nodded, as I gnawed on my lip and he worked me closer and closer to my second release.

"Edward," I whispered, when he hiked my legs up farther and started moving with a bit more urgency. I could tell he was close, and I thought that maybe I'd help him out a bit, he wasn't, however, looking for any help. Instead, he wrapped his hands around my biceps and stopped moving all together.

"Baby," he murmured against my ear, his voice coming out so low and sultry, that I quickly found myself desperate for him to start moving again. I actually needed him to start moving again.

"I'm not gonna cum," he went on to say, as he slowly stretched my arms out above my head, and held each of my wrist against the bed. "Until I've made you come again."

His lips found mine just as he started moving again. The renewed friction pulled a desperate noise from my throat. I relished the feeling of him. Reveled in the emotions he'd made me experience thus far. They were new and precious. Never had sex been something more than fantastical. With my old partner it was boring, and just barely tolerable. Pleasure was a fictional concept belonging to overly voluptuous women in vastly exaggerated romance novels. It wasn't in anyway something I enjoyed. It was actually something I once dreaded, though thankfully, it eventually became tolerable, but very rarely ever pleasurable. I honestly couldn't understood what all the hype was about. It was certainly something I could have lived without, well, before Edward that is, because now it was something I found myself needing and wanting more and more. So, maybe there was some truth in those novels … because sex with Edward was enjoyable and very much pleasurable.

I bellowed his name when my second orgasm ripped through me and he emptied his seed deep inside of me. We were both panting and gasping for breath when he collapsed onto the mattress beside me and pulled me into his arms. I was a hot sweaty mess, and I'm sure I looked like a drowned rat, but that didn't seem to affect, or deter Edward, from turning my face and pressing his lips against mine.

"I meant what I said, Bella." He pressed another kiss against my lips, and then went on to say, "I love you. I…." He was staring at me, his bottom lip between his teeth, and oh my fucking God, he looked so fucking hot.

I stared back at him for I don't know how long, before I decided to say something. "I love you, too, Edward. I really do. I honestly can't …" I caught myself before I said too much, because as much as he claimed to love me, I didn't want to reveal too much of myself, my feelings, too soon. He was lightly rubbing my belly, and every now and then, his fingers would brush against my breast, leaving goose bumps in their wake. My body was starting to react to this simple touch; this, of course, grabbed Edward's attention immediately.

"You honestly can't, what?" he asked, just before dragging his thumb over my fully erect nipple. "Are you cold, baby?"

I shook my head, as I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth and Edward expelled a large breath. I was far from cold and very much ready for round two. I could literally feel just how ready Edward was. He was so fucking hard against my thigh, which sure as hell wasn't helping my current state of arousal.

He brought his lips to mine, and I'm not ashamed of the strangled moan that escaped, I was literally squealing inside. He really did want me as much as I wanted him; that added to his insatiable sex drive, and it was definitely something I could get used to.

I pouted when he broke the kiss and pulled away from me. "I could get lost in one of your kisses, baby." Tears started to fill my eyes instantly, but he didn't give me a chance to say anything, before he placed his lips back on mine.

Edward and I spent the remainder of the night making love, while my tacos sat uneaten on the coffee table. I really was hungry when I called him, but unfortunately, my overwhelming desire for him outweighed my hunger.

"Bella," Edward whispered, as he lightly trailed his fingers over my slowly growing belly. I had recently started to feel the baby moving, but I doubted it was something he could feel quite yet. I couldn't help but wonder how he would react the first time he felt our son or daughter move. I hoped it would excite him as much as it did me, because it was honestly the best feeling in the world, and I really wanted, needed, to believe that all he was saying was the truth.

He lightly kissed me on the neck, before trailing his lips to my shoulder and gently sucking. "It's time to wake up, baby girl," he murmured against my dampened skin. "Mom's expecting us around one, and it's almost noon."

I whimpered as he continued his assault on my shoulder, and God did it feel magical, but I rolled onto my back so I could see his gorgeous face anyway. I was just about to ask him how I should dress for this little family function, when he placed his lips over mine. I mewled and instantly shifted myself closer to him. I wasn't usually this easily swayed, but the way he was kissing and grinding on me…let's just say, I was definitely leaning heavily towards a repeat of last night. Even a quarter of what last night was would have been sufficient, considering his mother was expecting us, but I really wanted my baby daddy to fuck me.

"Baby," Edward groaned, breaking the kiss. "We really need to get up, but I promise, I'm all yours tonight." He placed his lips on mine, kissing me gently once more, before he pulled away and waggled his eyebrows at me. "We could sneak up to my bedroom while we're there."

I laughed, I couldn't help myself, but the idea was actually intriguing to me in an adventurous kind of way. "I wouldn't say that unless you mean it, because I may just take you up on it."

He chuckled, as he bent down to place one last kiss on my lips. "I wouldn't have said it unless I meant it, my sexy little nymph." I shook my head, as a tiny smile graced my lips, because I truly was becoming a nymph, and I honestly wouldn't have it any other way. I lifted my head to place my lips on his, and he returned my kiss, lightly sucking on my top lip, before immediately moving on to my bottom.

He pulled away, and I am not ashamed to admit I pouted. "You know," he proposed with a slight chuckle. I could tell he was trying his best to hide it, but I still caught it. "If you get up now, we could take a shower together … it'd save a little time, which means we could take an extra-long shower."

I smiled brightly and quickly sat up on my elbows, exposing both of my now much larger breasts. Edward moaned, and immediately moved his hand. I didn't know if he was reaching for my breast or his hair, but I decided to be a little stinker and play hard to get for a change.

"The shower, baby," I giggled, quickly slipping off the bed. Edward laughed a bit, but he was quick to take a seat on the edge, considering I was standing before him completely naked.

"God, Bella," he breathed grabbing my waist. "You are absolutely gorgeous, and this …." He placed his hand on my stomach and rubbed it lovingly, before he placed a gentle kiss on the corner of my mouth. "It makes you so much more beautiful."

I immediately felt my face starting to heat up, as I lightly shook my head and he pulled me in between his legs. A smile did however grace my face when he brought his lips to my stomach and placed several gentle kisses all over it. I even whimpered a little, before a sudden bout of vertigo swept over me, causing me stumble forward a little bit.

Edward was quick to pull me onto his lap. "How long has the dizziness been going on?" he asked, as he lightly ran his hand over my back.

I shook my head. "It hasn't. I don't really know where that came from to be honest."

He studied me momentarily, before narrowing his eyes, and saying, "You didn't eat last night." It wasn't a question, or a statement. It was a fact. I didn't eat last night, but I honestly wasn't hungry at that very moment either, not for food anyway.

"You need to eat," he said shifting me off his lap and onto the bed. "Stay here. I bought a loaf of bread last night as well, I'll make you some toast. I know it's not much, but—"

"Toast is fine, Edward," I interrupted with a smile. "Thank you."

He flashed me his notorious smile, before kissing me and then leaving to make me toast. I decided to lie back down as I awaited his return, and luckily for me, he didn't keep me waiting long.

"Yay!" I exclaimed sarcastically as I sat back against the headboard and he placed a plate on my lap. Edward just rolled his eyes and shook his head, saying nothing in return. Unfortunately, for him, I wanted a kiss, so I wrapped my hand around his wrist the best I could and halted his movement.

He cocked his eyebrow. "Was there something else you needed, baby?" I nodded, as a small innocent smile covered my face, and I pulled his face closer to mine. "Shall I take a guess?"

I didn't get a chance to respond before his lips were back on mine, and I honestly couldn't have been happier than I was in that very moment. Yes, I was scared as shit of what the afternoon may bring, but on a personal, all around level, I had never been happier than I was right then. I knew things were far from perfect in our relationship, that there was still a lot to learn about the father of my child, but we had the rest of our lives to learn, and I honestly couldn't wait to begin the next chapter of my life.

"Was I right?" he snickered breaking the kiss.

I nodded, as I sat there panting, gasping for breath. "Per-fect-ly!"

He chuckled, pressing another kiss against my forehead. "If you eat your toast, I'll really make it perfect," he murmured against my skin, causing me to shiver.

Needless to say, I quickly ate my breakfast and ushered him into the bathroom for our shower.

"Are you sure I look ok?" I asked nervously when we turned onto his parent's street. "That I'm dressed appropriately?"

I was wearing a blue and white striped tank top, white shorts, with red shoes. I wanted to wear white ones, but Edward insisted the red looked better.

He had a smile on his face when he looked at me. "Bella, I promise you, you look fine. Don't be so self-conscious, baby, you are absolutely beautiful."

We had since pulled onto his parent's property and found a parking spot. The butterflies were really starting to take over my whole stomach, or maybe it was pregnancy related, but either way, my stomach was really turning, and I was starting to feel nauseous.

"I'm gonna be sick!" I moaned pushing open the car door.

Edward was quick to exit the car, and thankfully, for me at least, I had finished vomiting by the time he reached me. "Are you okay?" he asked, extending his hand once he realized I was halfway out of my seat.

He pulled me close to him, and I buried my face into his chest. "Yeah, I think it's just nerves. There are a lot of people here, Edward."

"I know," he murmured as he lightly ran his hand over my back. "But they're going to love you, I promise."

I lifted my head to look at him. "How can you be so sure of that?" It was a serious question in my book, how could he be so sure?

He smiled. "Because I do," he whispered, as he descended on my lips. I moaned a little in his mouth, before I remolded myself against him and effectively allowed him to invade my mouth.

I was so perfectly content with our little party of two, three including little sweet pea, that I honestly didn't care if we ever entered the back yard. Yes, I knew that wasn't an option, but it didn't mean we couldn't enjoy what little alone time we had left. I was honestly terrified they wouldn't like me, and I wanted to delay Edward's disappointment for as long as I possibly could.

Reluctantly, he broke our kiss with a groan. "I'm sorry, baby," he murmured against my lips. "I'm not trying to rush you, I'm really not, but the sooner we get back there, the sooner we can get these awkward introductions out of the way."

A tiny pout immediately covered my face, but I nodded, and stepped out of his arms anyway. Edward, however, he just chuckled, before mimicking me with a pout of his own. I narrowed my eyes at him, which earned me another chuckle, before I shot him a scathing glare and huffed in frustration.

Edward sighed, before pushing some loose hair behind my ear, and saying, "I'm not trying to be a dick. I'm just worried about you, Bella, about the baby. I bet if I checked your blood pressure right now it would be through the roof. You know that's not good for either of you."

He studied me for a moment, before he gently cupped my face in his hands, and pressed a kiss against my forehead. "I just think once you have met everyone," he went on to say, as he dropped his hands back to his sides. "You'll finally be able to relax."

I had tears in my eyes when I finally met his. "I know you're right, Edward. I just …."

"You're scared," he said, totally finishing my sentence. "I know you are, but I'm right here. Do you honestly think I'd allow anyone to disrespect you?"

I stared back at him, studying his face. He seemed sincere. "No," I finally whispered. "But—"

He shook his head. "No," he interrupted sternly. "I realize we're still getting to know each other, Bella, but I can promise you, I will not put up with—"

"They're your family," I interrupted. "I don't expect you to choose me over—"

He stepped away from me, as he forcefully pushed his hand through his hair. "Look," he sighed. "I have never cared what anyone in my family thinks of a girl I'm dating, and I'm sure as hell not going to start now, but regardless of that, my mom, and dad, both adored you, Bella. Their opinion would be the only one that mattered, if I cared."

I sniffled as I wiped away some of my tears, which caught Edward's attention immediately. His expression softened considerably, when he stepped forward and took my face in his hands. "I'm sorry," he breathed. I attempted to shake my head, but he was quick to continue.

"I tend not to think before I speak. You'd think I would have learned by now, but sadly, that isn't the case. Obviously, I want my family to like you, Bella, but it won't change anything either way. I'm in this with you all the way."

I stood on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his. Edward responded immediately to my kiss, and wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me against him. "Thank you," I whispered breaking the kiss.

"Stop thanking me," he chuckled before placing his lips on mine. I moaned stepping closer to him, but unfortunately my bliss was extremely short lived, as the sound of a car approaching grabbed both of our attention.

I swear I heard him say "shit" just as I lifted my head to look at him, but he was quick to wrap his arm around my shoulder. "Let's go join the party," he said, leading me towards the backyard. I chanced a glance behind me, but Edward's grip on my shoulder tightened slightly, and I deemed it better if I kept my eyes in front of us.

We were almost to the gate when it flung open, and out walked a girl that looked vaguely familiar. She was roughly my height and had short choppy hair, I realized almost immediately who she was, as I recognized her from the family photos diligently placed throughout the Cullen home.

She was smiling widely when she approached us, but something in her smile seemed fake, maybe even forced. I politely returned her smile when her eyes landed on me, but she quickly diverted her attention back to Edward.

"Bout time. We were starting to think you weren't going to show."

Edward glanced over his shoulder briefly, before bringing his attention back to the girl I assumed was his sister. "Did you …." He glanced at me for a fraction of a second, before turning back to her. "Did you seriously fucking invite her here, Alice?"

Alice frowned, as she crossed her arms over her chest and looked behind us. When she finally brought her attention back to us, she zeroed in on me. She literally dragged her eyes over my entire body, before she turned back to her brother.

"How was I supposed to know you'd be bringing her?" She eyed me again, before turning her attention back to Edward. "I mean, it's only been, what, a week, since you broke up with her?" There was absolutely no question as to which her she was referring to on that last statement, as she flailed her arm in the direction of the fast approaching female.

I gasped, as tears started to fill my eyes. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I had to get out of there. I was starting to feel nauseous, and it was only a matter of seconds before I would be full on crying. I moved to step away from Edward, but he was quick to grab my hand, halting my movement.

He looked at me, and mouthed, "Please don't," before he turned back to Alice, and growled, "Really, Alice?" My hand was still securely attached to his, and it didn't look like he was going to be letting it go anytime soon.

"You really should have left my lying bitch of a sister in Chicago, because you know I have absolutely no use for her here. You knew Bella was coming today. I told you two days ago, so don't even play like this wasn't a deliberate act. Now you can go explain to your friend why she needs to leave."

Edward turned to look at me, and lightly squeezed my hand. "Will you please come inside and talk to me?" I turned to look at his sister and the mystery girl, but Edward turned my face back to face his.

"Baby, they're not important. This right here, you and baby Cullen, you're important. We're important," he whispered wiping tears I didn't even realize I was shedding away. "Please come inside with me, Bella. Let me explain."

I knew I probably shouldn't have given in so easily, but the sincerity I heard in his voice made it impossible not to. So I nodded and allowed him to lead me inside.

"YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!"

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