I don't own anything copyrighted but I was assaulted by my X-Mas tree the other day.

I think FF might be having another tantrum because I've uploaded this chapter three times and neither me nor my hubby got an alert for it. Is anyone else getting the author alerts?

I sincerely hope that everyone had a good holiday. I know not everyone got everything they wanted, I sure didn't *glares at the empty spot where Edward, Emmett, and Jasper were supposed to go *, but now we have New Year's to look forward to and that means the demon-spawn, I mean kids going back to school!!! *does happy dance *

I love you all and am so glad that you're still around to read my crazy story, thank you!!

Black Swan

Chapter 25

Bella Swan-Black

All I can think about are his lips on mine and the current flowing between us where our bodies touch. This is beyond lust. I need to feel him on me, against me, inside of me. "Edward...please," I plead against his lips. I'm not even sure what I'm asking for, all I know is that he is the only one who can alleviate the ache.

"Tell me Bella," he murmurs as he dips a single long finger into the neckline of my dress. I hear the tearing of fabric and it falls away, leaving my golden-eyed lover frozen momentarily. "You are truly a goddess my love."

Before I can answer, his lips and hands are all over me, playing their carnally euphoric song upon my skin. I instinctively twist my hands into his shirt and can't help but smirk when the awful camouflage pattern shreds and I pull it back to reveal his glorious torso. Without a second thought, I drop to my knees, my fingernails ruining his pants as I drag them down his frame. I lean back slightly to bask in my Adonis before my focus zeroes in on his prominent member that is standing straight and proud directly in front of me. A lustful growl rumbles out of my chest, the sound hedged with a new found possessiveness of what is mine.

"Mine," I hear my own voice as I tear my eyes away and look up at him, it's husky and thick with a hunger that has nothing to do with blood.

"Yours, always," Edward agrees as he tries to do the gentlemanly thing and step back, but I clamp down on his thighs, inciting a slight wince out of him.

I ignore the grimace and run the flat of my tongue along his length, this time receiving a moan out of him, so I continue until I've tasted him entirely. When I get another idea and lean back, Edward emits a half-growl, half-whine and attempts to push his body at me. I stop his movements, tickled at being able to make him stop with my new strength, and am surprised when my name tumbles from his lips in the form of a plea. The sound alone makes my insides churn gleefully and I feel my own wetness beginning seeping down my thighs.

Unable to contain myself, I lay a kiss on the tip of his bulbous head then begin taking him into my mouth at an agonizingly slow pace. Edward twitches, wanting to sheath himself in my mouth, but his gentlemanly ways trip him up once again and, quite frankly, it's beginning to piss me off. I swallow the annoyance and continue my little journey until my nose touches the close-cropped copper tinted curls that surround his manhood. By this point, my lover is breathing like he has just completed a decathlon and his physique is visibly trembling as he wrestles with his control.

After a few second of adjusting to not breathing, I swirl my tongue around him the best I can and that causes a fracture in his facade. His hands, which had been curling and uncurling at his sides, are suddenly fisting my hair and pulling the loose curls away from my face. He leans back slightly and I glance up to see what he is doing.

"Oh god Bella," he gasps, then his eyes literally roll back in their sockets, "You're driving me mad, I don't know how much longer---"

In a flash, I sit back, dislodging his quivering member, "Dammit Edward, I want you to lose control," I growl up at him, causing his eyes to snap open again, "I'm tired of you having to be gentle with me. I'm not breakable anymore so stop being so fucking nice and take me....unless you can't, then I'm sure I can find someone who is willing."

I move to stand when Edward roars and grabs me. "Mine," he snarls, his orbs now darker than ink. Without another word, he throws me onto the bed with such force that I hear a few of the supports crack when I land.

I don't get a chance to adjust myself as his hands clamp down on my hips and he pulls my down the bed until I can feel his hardness glide along my throbbing center. When I moan at the contact, a cocky smirk spreads across his features. "You like that? Good. You're so beautiful when you're like this. Now tell me what I want to hear or I'm going to stop Isabella. Tell me who you belong to." To punctuate his words, he rolls his hips enough to increase the friction between us to a maddening level.

"I don't belong to you until you claim me, mark me as yours," I challenge despite my ever increasing wetness that is now flowing freely over him and making him slide back and forth with ease.

I watch with a defiant look on my face as he lowers his body over mine, "You want me to mark you as mine when I claim you then? Fine, you little vixen, I shall mark you so that no other creature in this world will have any doubt about who you belong to ever again."

He lowers his head to my left breast and I feel the sharp sting of his teeth on my skin as he forces himself into my all too willing body. I scream out in both pleasure and pain as he takes me with the fury of a madman, claiming me body and soul.

"That's it, scream for me," Edward mumbles smugly before tilting his head and taking my diamond hard peak between his lips and sucking so hard that it reaches the edges of pain.

His arousal feels like silk covered steel as he plunges into me over and over. Out of nowhere the tightness in me snaps and I feel my fingers shred the the bedding and mattress on either side of my head. It doesn't faze Edward in the least and his animalistic plundering of my body continues, much to my relief.

"More," I hear myself crying out to him, needing him to claim me as his own thoroughly.

In the blink of an eye, he turns me on to my stomach and pulls me to him with a grunt. The sensations are so different in this position, I can feel so much more of him. I barely have time to shift my knees a little wider and lift myself onto my forearms when he slams back into me, immediately sheathing himself to the hilt. I involuntarily yelp at the feeling of being so full, inciting a dark chuckle from my mate before he nearly pulls out completely and does it again. The second time I'm able to brace myself for the impact therefore can enjoy it so much more.

Edward begins to taunt me, moving with slow rolls of his hips and my annoyance at him flares again. I shriek with impatience and claw at the innocent mattress. Suddenly his hand shoots up my spine and grabs a fistful of hair before his weight bears down on my back. "Is this how you want it Isabella?" his voice is dark and dangerous and makes me shiver with want, "Wantonly rutting like the monsters we are, not caring who can hear how I make you scream as I take what is mine? You want me to give over to my instincts and take you how I've always dreamed since we were seventeen?"

"Yyeess," I whimper breathlessly, trying to move under him and find the friction I need right now.

Another flash of pain as he bites the back of my neck where it meets my shoulder, "Like you had a choice," his lips tremble against my skin then his weight disappears. I manage a single shaking breath before his fingers find their now familiar place and dig into my hips. "I love you," he whispers so tenderly that my eyes prickle with venom.....and then the first barrage of thrusts obliterate my mind.

Somewhere amidst the never-ending waves of ecstasy, Edward pulls me from my position on all fours until my back is flush with his torso. His violent assault on my body slows into a more sensual cadence and I raise my hands to bury them in his wild copper locks, giving his roaming hands full access to my breasts as they swing in tandem with our movements. One of his hands eventually dances its way down my body and his fingers slide along where our bodies our joined, gathering the combined nectars of our lovemaking, then begins playing against my rosebud.

It takes a minute to realize that there is a peculiar rhythm to his touch and I fall apart in his arms when I realize he is using our bodies to create a melody. Even my orgasmic keening has its place in the music we are creating. My name flows from his lips in an unending stream and it creates the tempo. Once fully engrossed in our song, his name rolls off my tongue, a reverent chant in time with the music.

Once, twice, thrice more we follow the song beginning to end before collapsing onto the mangled bed, completely spent for the moment. Immediately we wiggle into our usual post-coital embrace, my body curled into his side and my head resting over his quiet heart, one of his arms holding me tight and the other clasping my hand to his chest. I let my eyelids fall closed, drowning in Edward's scent and soft caresses as the sounds of our slowing breaths fill the room.

As we lay there, part of my mind churns through the euphoria and reminds me that Edward was able to hear my thoughts towards the end of my human life so I decide to try it again. I love you Edward.

He presses his lips to my forehead I love her so much I hear She is everything. "I love you too." I turn my head to gaze at his beautiful smiling face and he chuckles lightly, "What? I love being able to hear your thoughts angel. Is that so wrong?"

I heard your thoughts too Edward I smirk as his expression transitions from delighted to shocked You said 'I love her so much. She is everything'. I didn't figure you'd want me to say anything out loud about it yet.

He pulls me over him until my chest is resting on his You can hear me? He asks as he cradles my face in his hands.

I nod and kiss the tip of his nose Yes I can. Neat, isn't it?

He bobs his head enthusiastically Now you will always know how much I love you and the twins.

The smile that crosses my face threatens to wrap itself around my head when I am struck with how much he truly loves me, but it's my heart that is effected the most when I finally realize that he loves Seth and Leah truly as if he had fathered them himself and he is still on an ego trip that I had proclaimed that for the rest of our existence, the world would know him as their father.

They're waiting for you he qualifies with a soft laugh Although Jasper is having a hell of a time restraining Alice so that the kids get a chance to talk to you before she attacks.

My mind reels briefly as all of my thoughts throw everything out that isn't directed at my children. "I want to see them," I break the silence with a whisper, but it sounds like a roar on my sensitive ears after the span of silence that had surrounded us.

"If it was anyone but you, I would be worried about your ability to control yourself around them," he qualifies while slipping off of the bed and striding across the room to the walk-in closet, "But you, aside from being a mother to two werewolves, are showing signs of having multiple abilities in a world where having one is a very big deal," he saunters back out, clad in a pair of faded low slung jeans, a white tee- shirt, and pulling on a navy blue button up, "You are truly one of a kind my love."

"That's just because evolution killed off the rest," I snicker while tugging one of his long sleeved tee shirts over a pair of tightly tied jersey cotton shorts, "I really need new clothes Edward, everything of mine is too big now."

"All of your new stuff is at my house!" I hear Alice trill from downstairs, "I brought some with me if you want it!"

"Why didn't you say something before I got dressed then?" I call back, exasperated with my sister.

"Two reasons," she chortles, "One is that I knew you would love being able to fit into Edward's shirts again and two, you didn't ask so sit and spin on that!"

I roll my eyes at Edward's crooked grin and allow him to draw me into his arms, "You look unbelievably sexy in my shirt angel. It makes want to strip it off of you and pick up where we left---"

"Goddamit Edward, get your hands off of my sister before I while have Emmett freeze you then rip your arms off and hide them for a month!" Alice screeches from below, "Bella wants to see your kids and they want to see her! Get your asses in gear already!"

"Wow, when did Alice get such a potty mouth?" I ask then yelp in surprise when Edward lifts me onto his back and starts towards the door.

"Right around the time Ben and Tia learned the differences between boys and girls," Edward admits with a shrug, "Emmett had accidentally left an adult movie in the DVD player in him and Rose's room. Mom, Ali, and Rose were wrapping presents while us guys were out hunting. The kids were bored and making a fuss so Rose told them to go to her room and watch a movie. If I hadn't come home when I did, my niece and nephew would have seen more than just five minutes of it."

"Sometimes I wonder how I didn't kill that man," Alice grumbles as we reach the bottom of the stairs, "He had a big ass grin on his face and said that he wished that he'd learned about sex that way instead of from the village priest telling everyone that sex was only for procreation and you were going to hell if you enjoyed even that bit."

I scratch my chin thoughtfully, "Brother Bear does have a point Al. Can you imagine what the big sex talk was like while pyramids were being built in the distance?"

"I'm not that old Bella!" the subject of our conversation bellows from the yard, "But Jazz probably is, ask him about it!"

The conversation is abandoned when my six foot seven son and six foot five daughter rush in from the back deck and smoosh me between their super heated frames. Even with my new vampire hearing, it's nearly impossible to distinguish everything that is being fired at me from both sides.

"Whoa, slow down to warp five guys," I chuckle while wrapping my arms around my brats. Coincidentally in that moment I also realize that they smell no different to me as when they were human.

Leah starts babbling about another female werewolf named Claire that saved Quil and Embry's life while Seth crows about the advantages of being a werewolf period. Both of them agree that I had made the right decision when I announced to the "messenger" that Edward is adopting them. I admit my surprise to Leah that she accepted it with no qualms, but she reveals that part of her acceptance came from being privy to the atrocities that Jacob has committed over the past few weeks, courtesy of Quil, Embry, and the rest of the pack.

It takes two full hours for my children to slow down enough for anyone else to get a word in edgewise and the lucky speaker ends up being Jasper, who is sensing my growing thirst. "No rest for the wicked Bells, time to go hunt," he snickers as Edward takes my hand and starts dragging me towards the forest edge.

Leah and Seth move to follow us and Edward puts a hand up before I can dissuade them myself, "You two stay home, when your mother's instincts take over to feed, she most likely will forget who is friend or foe and I'd hate for one of you to get hurt because her control slips."

"But she's done so good Edward," Seth argues, "Mom hasn't made one move to eat either of us or rip our heads off for being werewolves. I'm beginning to seriously doubt that she's going to be a typical newborn."

"Nevertheless, would you rather see your mother wracked with guilt because she hurt one of you or would you rather cool your furry heels for a while and take the excess pressure off of her?"

"What Edward is trying to avoid telling you is that all vampires get extremely horny when they hunt and it will be worse for your mom because she's a newborn and her mate is taking her out for her first feeding," Emmett explains with a light guffaw, "You're going to be lucky if they're home before the sun goes down tonight."

"But what if she gets away and attacks a human?" Leah inquires, her espresso eyes flitting between me and Edward nervously.

"Don't worry Lee-Lee," Alice chirps, winding and arm around her husband's waist, "Me and Jazz are going hunting too. We'll be far enough away not to bother them but close enough to catch Bella if she happens to come across a hiker out there. We won't let her feed off of a human, I promise."

"Fine, but if my mother turns into a people-eater, I'm blaming you three," Leah points to Edward, Jasper, and Alice, "I love you all, but I love my mother more. Don't let her become a murderer."

"I would rather die a thousand deaths, she will be safe with me guys," Edward proclaims and tugs my hand again, "We should be back around dark, I know you will want to test some of your innate abilities once we're safely away from everyone love."

After and exchange of 'I love you's' with the kids, I give in to my desire to run, leaving Edward, Alice, and Jasper to catch up.

Little bit of lemon, little bit of filler, what can I say? The holiday lunacy finally got to me and I haven't had much of a chance to sit down and focus on writing. Updates will probably be spotty until the kids go back to school the first week of January, please don't be pissed, I will do my best not to fall behind.

Okay, this is where I normally beg for reviews, but my ass is already dragging from chasing a nine year old with ADHD and no medicine in him today. I'm so glad my daughter doesn't have it too or I'd be on a permanent vacation to the nuthouse :-)