A/N: Ok, after the long weekend of fanfic not working, I am finally getting this together! So, I am hoping that the reason for the big decline in reviews last chapter was the problems with fanfic, not the fact that you hated the last chapter... Anyways, show me some love this time, otherwise you might permanently crush my ego.

There is a lemon in this chapter, blocked off with stars in case you aren't into that. ;)

Stephenie Meyer is the proud owner of all things Twilight. I am using her characters for my own (and hopefully your) enjoyment, no profit involved.

Also, credit must be given to charverv, who invented the "Bella viagra" term. I had to use it, babe!

Chapter 24: Humiliation and Domination

BPOV

As I watched my husband pacing in front of the fireplace, I could nearly see the the wheels turning in his head as he tried desperately to figure out how to explain the ridiculous amounts of lust that had been recently been affecting our family. It was a bit embarrassing, really, to listen to my brothers, and even worse, my sisters, admit that being near me made them, for back of better terminology, horny. But I wanted to understand just as much as anyone else, so I was dealing with my own discomfort.

Suddenly, Carlisle looked at me, his eyes locking with mine, and I saw the flash of understanding in his eyes.

"Wait a moment!" he cried. "Jasper, did you notice lust coming from the other humans while we were at the golf course, or only the vampires?"

A moment passed while Jasper considered the question. "There was lust with the humans, but not more so that is the usual when they see us. So I would say no, only the vampires were affected. Why do you ask? Do you know what's going on?"

Carlisle's glorious smile lit up the room. "I do, Jasper. I think that I do." He walked over and dropped down to his knees behind the coffee table, so that he sat at the focal point of the room. "Pheromones," he said. "The root of our problem, I believe, lies in Bella's pheromones."

"You think you could elaborate on that a bit, Dad?" Emmett said, annoyance in his tone.

"Yes. Pheromones are chemical signals, present in all animals. They serve many purposes, one of which is to let others know that the creature is available for mating. Many scientific studies have been done over the years, and despite marketing efforts that suggest otherwise, humans don't necessarily respond to these chemicals in any noticeable way. Vampires, however, are not human, and cannot help but respond.

Bella, now that she is pregnant," he paused for a moment, looking at me with guilt and apology in his eyes before continuing, "has, like many pregnant women, seen a definite increase in her sex drive."

I groaned inwardly. I so did not need all of my siblings to know that! Could this get any worse? Jasper gave me a sympathetic glance, no doubt feeling my embarrassment.

"I'm sorry sweetheart," Carlisle said sweetly, "But it was a necessary bit of information for the explanation."

I nodded, understanding. Not that it made me less awkward.

"Anyway, the increase in her desire would cause an increase in her body's production of pheromones. Thus, her body is calling to all of us, arousing us, with it's chemical signals. That explains why the humans are not affected while we are.

But there is more. Bella's increased desire is being felt by Jasper's gift as well. So Jasper is being forced to deal with not only his body's chemical reaction to the pheromones, as well as all of ours, but her own lustful emotions as well. I can only imagine that it would be increasingly difficult for Jasper to manage all of that without projecting it onto the rest of us."

Oh god, please let a hole appear in the floor so that I can crawl into it and disappear...

"Wait, let me get this straight," Emmett interrupted. "What you are saying is that our little Bella here is so freaking lusty that her body is sending out signals to anyone nearby to get them to come do her, making all of us horny too? Oh god - just the thought kills me! Bells is like a living and breathing viagra pill for vampires!" His booming laughter filled the room, quickly joined by several others.

Did he really just say that?

Even Carlisle looked a bit embarrassed now, but he still managed to answer. "I suppose that you could say that, Emmett, although it's a much cruder phrasing than I would have chosen myself."

Mortified.

Absolutely horrified.

Sure, I had been embarrassed many times over in the course of my twenty-three years, but this was a whole new ball park. This far surpassed tripping over flat ground or falling on my butt in the snow or any other ridiculous example of my klutziness. It made my drunken seduction attempt on my twenty-first birthday look like a day at the beach.

I had serious doubts that my skin had ever been such a dark crimson shade before, nor would it ever again. Because this was the most humiliating moment of my life: my brother had just informed me that, thanks to my presence, my husband, brothers, brother-in-law, and sisters are all in a constant state of arousal. I, Bella Cullen, was vampire viagra.

Oh my god.

I knew that I had to get over this feeling of intense embarrassment. It wasn't doing me any good, and only giving Emmett more reasons to laugh at me. So I took a deep breath and tried to call back my humor. It took me a moment, but I finally got myself under control.

"Alright, alright. Get your laughs in now, while you can. Just remember, I may be the viagra, but you are the ones taking the pills!"

That shut them up real quick. Jasper looked like he was choking, Rosalie and Alice were grinning, most likely at the fact that I had gathered the guts to make such a comment, and Emmett looked a little disgusted.

"What's wrong, big brother?" I asked innocently. "Do I make you horny, baby?"

Admittedly, my Austin Powers impression was awful, but it was enough to get us all laughing again.

It was definitely an improvement in my life that I could laugh at myself rather than just blush constantly. Sure, I still blushed a little, but I was comfortable with myself now, in a way I hadn't been when I was younger.

A few minutes later, we had all calmed down a bit. It seemed that the laughter had been enough to dispel all of the earlier tension in the room, and Carlisle had even moved from his spot of the floor to sit next to me on the love seat. His arms were wrapped around me and he was softly nibbling at my earlobe. I was trying my hardest not to pay too much attention - wouldn't want to cause a giant orgy in our living room, after all. I'm not sure I was doing such a good job, however, since it seemed like all the other couples in the room were suddenly acting more affectionate with each other as well.

Luckily, I was not the only one who noticed. Jasper cleared his throat loudly, a human habit that was completely unnecessary for him, but still got him the desired results.

"Carlisle," he said. "First of all, I have to ask you to stop that right now, as I only have so much control over here." I turned my head toward my husband, who had the dignity to look slightly ashamed. Only slightly, though.

"Thank you," Jasper said, breathing a sigh of relief. "I also wanted to mention that I think there's more to this than just Bella's pregnancy."

"What do you mean?" Carlisle asked, obviously intrigued by the idea of more mystery.

"Well, at the risk of causin' Bella's head to permanently change colors, I think I aught to point out that your raging lust didn't start when your wife got pregnant."

Oh, come on, brother!

"Thank you for pointing that out, Jasper," Carlisle said through gritted teeth. I knew he was rather embarrassed once again. Yeah, I know how you feel honey.

"I'm not sayin' it to make you uncomfortable, Carlisle. I'm sayin' it because I think you're missin' somethin'. I noticed this back as far as we've known Bella. Don't you remember how much Edward always complained about Newton and Crowley? He hated listening to their thoughts because all they ever did was run Bella porn in their heads. Edward himself was constantly fighting against his own desire, and not just for her blood. And don't even get me started on Jacob Black... Now you, Carlisle, and not to mention that waiter in Scotland. Think about it."

Carlisle stiffened at the mention of the other boys, especially the Scottish waiter, who I knew particularly peeved him. The room was quiet for a moment as everyone thought about Jasper's words. I knew there was truth to what he said. It was something that I had never been able to understand - there were women so much more beautiful than me, hell, I went to school with Rosalie! - but those boys obsessed about me way too much. I used to fear for their lives when Edward was nearby.

"It makes sense," Alice whispered. "Why haven't we ever thought of it before?"

"Querida," Eleazar said gently. "It is difficult to say with any certainty, since your mind blocks me so completely, but I am beginning to wonder if you don't have some sort of power that is causing the lust."

"You mean I'm an empath like Jasper?"

"No, no. I don't think so. If you were we'd feel other emotions, not only lust from you," Eleazar said with a grin and a wink. "I think that your gift is something more like a siren's call for men - though it doesn't seem to affect all men. I don't quite understand it myself. What about you, Carlisle? Any ideas?"

"No, not much more than yourself," Carlisle replied. "Perhaps it is a call that is voluntary to answer? For I know that I did not feel anything like this toward Bella until our first fall here in Hanover. And by that time I had known her for several years."

"And I've never wanted Bells, I swear!" Emmett interrupted, his voice urgent. I was pretty sure he was being honest, but more sure that he was just saying so that Rose wouldn't question him.

"Nor I," Eleazar added.

"Me neither," came Jasper's reply as well. "Not that you aren't beautiful, sis, I just don't need to look past my Ali-cat here."

I smiled in gratitude to Jasper. While I was glad that none of the guys had been affected by me, I still appreciated the little ego boost.

"It's very interesting..." Eleazar mused. "I'll be so interested to see how it manifests once she is changed."

I was suddenly distinctly disturbed by the way this conversation had gone. I was no longer embarrassed, though. Instead, I was ready to cry. If I had some crazy vampire power that allowed me to lure men in, what did that mean about my relationship with Carlisle? I knew if I asked him that he'd tell me that his love was real and not the result of any power, but I assumed that the power would make him believe that, so it didn't much matter.

I didn't think that I could hold onto my composure much longer, so I pulled on the only excuse I had in a roomful of vampires - sleep - and excused myself to my bedroom. When I got there, I laid on the bed and sobbed as quietly as I could.

CPOV

When Bella excused herself from the room to go to sleep, I knew something was wrong. The despair in her heart showed through her eyes, and I wondered what could have caused it. My angel should never look so unhappy.

I stood, much like my wife had only a few moments before. "I will see you all in the morning," I said softly as I left the room, knowing that they would hear.

As I neared our bedroom door, I could hear Bella's ragged breathing and the heavy sobs that were falling from her eyes. Oh, my lovely wife, why do you cry so?

Using my vampiric stealth, I slipped into the room unnoticed, and laid down in the bed beside the love of my existence. My weight was enough to upset the balance of the mattress, and shifted her body toward mine. I wrapped my arms around her, taking care to brush back her hair with one hand.

"Bella, sweetheart, I'm here. Talk to me. Tell me what's wrong," I whispered.

She curled into me, burying her face in my chest, hiccuping softly.

"I love you, Bella. No matter what's wrong, you can talk to me about it. Please, sweetheart. Please talk to me."

She tilted her head to look up at me, her eyes red and swollen from the tears she had already cried, the soft skin of her face streaked with wet, salty lines. I could see uncertainty and fear etched in the lines of her forehead.

"Do you really love me, Carlisle? Or have I forced you to think that you do?" Her words were barely a whisper, but they were loud enough to shatter my heart. How could she doubt my feelings for her?

"Isabella Marie Cullen, have I given you any cause to doubt my love for you? You are the love of my existence, the light of my life... Soon you will be the mother of my child. You are everything to me, sweetheart. Please believe that!"

"No, Carlisle, you've given me no reason to doubt you. You've been wonderful. I'm just afraid that you are that way because this power I have has forced you, and not of your own free will. I don't want to create your feelings, Carlisle. If you were to love me, I wanted it to be by your own choice, not mine."

Her eyes once again overflowed with tears. I had to make her understand.

"Bella, my love, please listen. I think that you are under a misapprehension. First, you must know that at this moment, we are only suspicious of the presence of such a power, not certain of it. It is only our own speculation, and could just as easily be wrong. Second, and more important, like I said before, your body may have called to me somehow, but I didn't feel that until I chose to feel it! If your power was undeniable, how can you explain the years that we knew each other before I felt this way for you?"

"I can't, I guess. But maybe it only works when I want it to. That's why it didn't affect you until I wanted it to."

"I don't believe that for a moment, Isabella. As by your own admission, you wanted me from the day in the hospital after Edward saved you from the van. I was not then affected. And even if we discount that experience, there is still all the time that passed in Hanover before I finally gave into my own feelings. If you power was strong enough to force me to love you, certainly I wouldn't have been able to fight it as long as I did."

I could see that I was getting through to her. Hope was showing in her expression. It still broke my heart. She shouldn't have to hope that my love was true.

"Bella, if you had a power that could force me to bend to your desire, then surely your twenty-first birthday would have been your last night of virginity, don't you think?" I teased, drawing a smile and a blush of embarrassment. Knowing that she was listening, I became serious once again. "I chose to love you, to desire you, Bella. Once I made that choice, your power may have pulled me in. To me, it's not a forceful power. It's more of an addiction. You, Bella, you are like an addiction - once I had you, I had to have more and more. I can't be satisfied. There's never enough..."

She laughed. It was a genuinely happy sound. I sighed, a smile coming over my face at the beautiful sound.

"What is it sweetheart?" I asked.

"So you're saying I'm like a drug to you?" She asked.

"Most definitely," I replied. She laughed again, a softly lilting giggle that melted my icy heart. "Why is that so funny?"

"Because you are not the first vampire to tell me that. It seems that I'm not only vampire viagra, but also vampire heroine. I'm like a one-girl pharmacy over here!"

I grinned. "So you understand, then? You no longer doubt me?" I asked, needing to be certain.

"Yes, honey, I understand. And thank you for helping me. We only have one problem now."

"And what's that, my love?" I asked, concerned.

"You've not been satisfied. I think that it's extremely important that I rectify that problem, immediately."

Really, who was I to argue?

**********

From her position, still lying in my arms, she reached up with one hand, pushing against my shoulder. I acquiesced, rolling off of my side to lay on my back. She stood and quickly divested herself of her clothing, standing naked in all her glory before me. LIke a wild cat on the prowl, she got up onto the bed on her knees and crawled over to me, situating herself with one leg on each side of my body. The body that was already reacting to her, as it always did.

I reached up to touch her, but she pushed my hands away. "No, honey, this is about you. You have never failed to satisfy me, and now I am going to return the favor," she said in a sultry voice.

"Bella, baby, you always satisfy me. I only meant that I will always want you again and again. The way you make me feel is so amazing that I constantly wish for more."

"Your wish is my command, husband," she replied, her voice so husky that I could only groan in response. This woman, this luscious vixen, had no idea the effect she had on me - on both my body and my heart. I was forever wound around her finger.

My eyes rolled back in my head as she slid her warm body down over my own, letting me feel her lovely curves as they rubbed against me. Her scent washed over me, bathing me in its sweetness, calling to my body, begging me to fill her.

Her hands came to my waist, and she slipped her hands under the hem of my polo shirt, pushing it up my chest, exposing my skin to her, centimeter by centimeter, her lips and tongue following the fabric in its journey. I raised my hands over my head, making it easier for her to remove the cloth from my body. Once it was off, I tried once again to touch her, but, like last time, she brushed my hands away.

Her lips came down over my naked torso, teasing me with light kisses, nibbles, and licks. Her tongue swirled around my nipples, and they hardened under her ministrations. My back arched toward my lover, desperate for more of her touch.

"Bella...Bella...please..." I begged. Her teasing was unhinging me. I wanted, no, needed more.

"What do you want, Carlisle?" she asked in a sultry voice.

"I want you, baby, only you...always you."

She moaned in response, bringing her lips to meet mine in a passionate kiss. As she kissed me, her hands traveled back down my body, finding their way to the belt that held my pants, deftly unbuckling it as well as the button and zipper of the pants themselves. She took her lips away, drawing a whimper from me at the loss, and sat up, pulling my pants and boxer briefs down my legs and tossing them onto the floor.

I felt a sudden surge of lust flood over me, and while I knew that I was most certainly feeling great amounts of desire, I knew that it wasn't my own this time. I knew that Jasper had most likely been overwhelmed by what we were projecting onto him, and had lost control of his gift. And as strong as that burst was, I could only hope that the other couples were at least together in their own rooms, if not out of the house altogether.

Not particularly wanting to find out, I refocused my attention on my wife, who was now slowly crawling back up the bed like a lioness on the prowl. I felt my cock surge at the image she laid before me - the gleaming desire in her eyes, her full, beautiful breasts swaying as she moved over me, her hair already a tousled mess.

She stopped moving when her breasts had reached a position just out of the reach of my mouth, and leaned down, her face down beside mine, her tongue laving my earlobe. "Tonight, honey, you're mine," she whispered, her voice thick with lust.

Where did this Bella come from? Never before had I seen her so dominant, so feral. It was unbelievably arousing.

"That's where you are mistaken, my love. I'm yours every night."

"As I am yours," she whispered, leaving my ear and licking her way back down my neck and over my chest and abdomen, finally reaching the deep v of my hips. I groaned as her tongue entered that crease, knowing where it would lead her and anticipating the warmth of her touch and her mouth where I needed it so badly.

She did not disappoint. She followed that v down to it's point, where she abandoned it's path back up to the opposite hip in favor of licking her way up from the base to the head of my throbbing cock. I moaned her name as her tongue circled my tip, and gasped as her mouth descended, taking my entire length into her mouth.

"Oh god, Bella... baby... oooooohhhhhh..."

She moaned around my cock, sending vibrations through it that nearly doubled the pleasure I already felt. She worked me over with her mouth, sometimes teasing me with her tongue, others simply sucking it hard as her head bobbed up and down my length. She nipped gently with her teeth, making me growl with pleasure. The woman was certainly talented with her mouth.

"Baby....so good....never stop, baby....uuuuggghhh...."

Just as I felt that I could stand no more, she reached down with one hand, grasping my balls and massaging them. Her other hand was lightly gliding over my torso, teasing me with her light touch. I began to moan and grunt, trying hard to hold onto my control, my hands fisted tightly in our bed sheets.

She lifted her mouth off of me and looked up at me with her sexy, heavily-lidded eyes. "Let go for me, honey. Show me just how good I make you feel."

She dropped her mouth back down around my arousal, sucking me into her until the tip of my cock brushed the back of her throat. She gave my balls one last tug just as her other hand pinched my right nipple, and it threw me over the edge. I came hard, spilling into her throat as I yelled out her name in ecstasy.

She didn't stop, though - she slowed her pace as I rode out the pleasure, but her mouth never left me, sucking my softening member gently until it hardened for her once again.

"Baby, I need to be in you...Please, Bella...I need to feel your heat wrapped around me...." I was begging, but it didn't matter. As much as I loved her mouth on me, I was desperate to plunge my cock into her tight, wet sex.

"Your wish, honey," she replied, letting me slip out of her mouth before she climbed up over my body until she was straddling my hips. She sat there, letting her arousal drip onto my cock as she slowly ground her hips into me. "Is this what you wanted, honey?" She asked innocently, her tone contrasting so sharply with her behavior that it nearly threw me over the edge once more.

"God yes, Bella! Please!"

She raised her hips a little, reaching down between her legs to grasp my engorged cock in her tiny fist, lining it up with her slit, and then sank down upon me. We both moaned deeply at the feeling of being connected again.

I reached my hands up yet again, and this time she allowed me. I cupped her breasts in my hands, reveling in their new, fuller shape - the fullness attesting to the fact that she was carrying my child. I massaged those beautiful breasts, rolling her taut nipples between my thumb and forefinger, as she rode me, plunging herself over and over again down the length of my cock. She looked beautiful this way, with her hair falling wildly over her shoulders and her head thrown back in rapture.

"Oh Carlisle.... oh yes... mmmmmm...feels so good...." The broken phrases fell from her lips, barely more than whispers.

"Yes, my love... don't stop baby... Oh god, Bella..." I spoke to her, trying to convey how she made me feel, but there weren't words to express it. The venom in my body was reaching a boiling point, I was so close to the release that was coming on strong.

Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. At vampire speed, I pulled myself up to a sitting position, keeping her straddled above me so that she could continue her work. I left her breasts, instead wrapping my arms around her and holding her flush against my chest. I could feel her heart beating - it was wildly fast - against me.

"I love you, Isabella Cullen... Always..."

"Oh Carlisle...Never stop loving you..."

I brought my lips to hers, immediately deepening the kiss. Suddenly, the emotional and physical euphoria overpowered my will, and I fell over the edge, cumming hard into her as I cried out.

"Bella! My god, Bella!"

"Ooooohhhhhh, Carlisle!" she screamed as her orgasm overtook her only seconds after my own.

We held each other close, neither of us willing to break our connection, as we kissed with tender sensuality.

Then she pulled back from me, and looked me deeply in the eyes. "Are you satisfied, husband?" she asked with a smile.

"Of course, my love. Deeply so." I pressed her head against my chest, reclining back against the headboard. "Rest now, sweetheart. I'm sure I'll be ready for another fix later," I teased.

I held her close as her breathing and heart rate slowed and became steady, falling asleep in my arms while we were still intimately joined. I breathed a contented sigh - my wife was reassured and confidant of my love, both of us had most certainly experienced great pleasure this evening, as, I was misfortunate enough to have heard, had the rest of our family members. I was relieved to have some bit of understanding about what was happening with her, even if it was only a small bit. It was so difficult to not know what to expect, to not have a way to prepare for the future. But as long as this perfect creature was in my arms, I knew that we would be alright.

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