Fyrebyrd & SunFlower Fran did me a solid and pre-read & beta'd this for me, even though it was so old and they didn't originally do it!
Sorry for the wait!
Edward
Six weeks later
"He's so adorable!" One of the expectant mothers staring at EJ says.
"You are really good with him. I wish my husband was like that," another woman says.
EJ and I are the hit of the fucking doctor's office. Ever since they called Bella in to see the doctor, women have been fawning all over us. I'm currently feeding him a small bottle of breast milk while Bella is in with Dr. Volturi. It's time for her six-week check-up, also known as daddy is getting some pussy today.
I look down at my son, my pride and joy. His eyes have been slowly changing color over the weeks. His light green eyes stare up at me as if he knows I have plans for his mommy later.
"Don't give me that look. You're going to sleep as soon as we get home," I tell him, raising my eyebrow.
He releases the nipple and then gives me a bored yawn, as if to say, no chance in hell, Daddy.
"Keep it up, and I'll ship you off to Grandma's and Grandpa's for a few hours," I threaten, but he just closes his eyes as I lift him, patting his back.
A lot has happened in six weeks. After Bella and EJ came home from the hospital, I put in an immediate request for a position on base. I'm waiting on approval to officially be a trainer. It's a forty-five-minute drive both ways, but it's better than being shipped away from them.
We could always move on base or to Tacoma. I know Bella would love to be closer to Angela, especially now that she's expecting. But I'm not sure she would want to be away from my parents. I've always lived close to them, being an only child, and it's not something I want to change.
We're back in our apartment for almost a month now. I love my parents, but I'm glad to be in our own damn space again. There's still a constant stream of visitors, practically every-fucking-day. It's great to know EJ is loved unconditionally
Oh, and Bella's fucking parents...They want to be part of her and EJ's lives. How they plan to be part of my family's life, but not mine is beside me. Even if I felt like allowing them that privilege, I can't forget the months of fucking abuse.
Both Charles and Renee saw EJ the day after he was born for fifteen minutes until I told them to leave. Ever since then, they've continued to call, trying to see their daughter and grandchild. I'm trying not to be a fucking caveman and forbid Bella from seeing them, but they are her parents, and it should be her decision.
If she does decide to allow them back into our lives, I will never leave my family alone with those motherfuckers. No matter what.
EJ lets out a large burp, and a few ladies giggle at the sound from such a small baby.
"Good job." I kiss the top of his head, snuggling him back into the crook of my arm.
Staring down at him, I'm still awestruck at how much he favors me. I can also see small parts of Bella in his features, especially when he's hungry.
Bella comes back into the room all smiles, and I know it's about to be on. I'm so fucking horny I'm sure I won't last long at all. Thank fuck she's been making sure I'm satisfied, but nothing compares to being inside of her.
As if he knows my thoughts about his mother, EJ let's out a large poop. I can feel it go on for what seems like hours while Bella settles at the front desk.
I stand and make my way to the family restroom. I never thought the day would come when I would use one of these, but I take pride in being able to take care of my son. Bella follows, and as I pull down the changing table, she lays out the pad.
"We all good?" I ask, laying EJ down.
Bella moves in front of me, squeezing my cock.
She kisses me on the lips. "All good," she says before she turns around to change our son.
Fuck yeah. Daddy's getting some pussy tonight.
~Dream~
My son is cockblocking. I can't fucking believe it. We've been home almost an hour, and instead of going to sleep, he cries every time I try to put him down in his crib. I'm currently rocking him while Bella is in the bathroom primping for me.
I can't fucking wait to be inside of her.
"Wahaa," EJ cries, interrupting my thoughts on his mother.
I pick up his pacifier from his dresser and put it in his mouth. He spits it out, whining and wiggling in my arms.
I hold my son up so that I can look into his eyes. He gives me a bored look, his lips stuck out in a little pout.
"Look, Daddy really misses Mommy. So you're going to take this pacifier, and then you're going to lie down in your crib. If you don't, I'm calling your grandparents to come and get you." I put his pacifier in his mouth, and he sucks dutifully as if he has understood my rant.
He sucks on it for a few minutes as I rub his back, walking around the nursery in circles. He starts to relax a little, and I begin to sing a song I learned years ago in camp.
"I got the good foot of a little rabbit, seems like the good life's getting to be a habit. Take a look at me and lordy lordy lordy, everything's going my way."
I whisper the next part looking down as he fights to close his eyes.
"Oh Gee, how happy I feel. I got the vision of an automobile. Don't have to worry where I get my next meal because I eat chicken and I don't have to steal. Boom Boom, everything is going my way, every dog has to have his day and I have mine and I'm ready to say." I look down at my sleeping son, a smile taking over my face.
I creep over to the crib and slowly place him down on his back, trying not to disturb him. Once he's down, I turn on the baby video monitor and tiptoe my ass out of there.
When I'm outside the door, I take a deep breath and practically run into our bedroom.
I stop dead, looking at my wife in the mirror. She's wearing a tight pink nighty, and she looks so fucking sexy. The baby weight is all gone to me, but ask Bella, and she says she's ten pounds overweight. Ask me, and I say the entire ten pounds have gone to her ass, and I love it.
I walk over, wrapping my arms around her waist. Kissing up her neck, my hands roam her body.
"Is the baby asleep?" she asks, moaning in pleasure as one of my hands teases a nipple.
"Yes, and now you're all fucking mine." I take her earlobe in my mouth
Leading her to the bed, my lips travel down her body, stopping to worship at her breasts. I Lick and suck gently, while she grinds against me for friction.
"Patience, Tiny," I whisper, biting on one of her nipples.
The need to take her is so damn strong, but I want to savor this moment and enjoy my wife.
It's been months, motherfucking months since I've been balls deep in my pussy and I damn sure want to enjoy it. Fuck, I'd live in it if I could.
"I want you now, Sarge," Bella moans, running her fingers through my hair.
"I need to taste you, baby." I slide her panties down her toned legs.
My lips ghost up her thigh until I find her center wet and ready. Licking up her middle, I enjoy the tangy taste on my tongue
"Ahh, Edward." Tiny arches her back as I pinch her nipples.
Her fingers pull at my hair as I devour her pussy. I insert two fingers, pumping in and out, causing her to start fucking my face.
Feasting on her, my free hand takes one of her breasts, massaging it as I explored her pussy like I'm starving.
"Yes!" Bella yells as I curl my fingers, causing her to come all over my tongue.
My cock is hard and ready as I climb up her body, hooking both her legs around my arms. I ram into her, sighing at how fucking good it feels to be inside my wife again.
"Fuck, baby!" I grit out as I move inside her. "It's been too long."
This six-week rule is fucking painful. It's bad enough I haven't seen Bella for months, but when I do get home, she's recovering. Not that I'm complaining, because she gave me our son.
I swirl my hips, hitting a spot deep inside her.
"Edward!" Bella yells out.
I drop one of her legs, taking the opportunity to press my body against hers. I pull at her hair exposing her neck, kissing and sucking, while never stopping my thrusts.
My fingers rub at her clit while my orgasm grows closer. I'm not going to fucking last, but we have all damn night. Hell, we have the rest of our lives.
"I need you to come, baby," I whisper against her lips.
"God yes!" she cries out as she clenches around my cock.
Unable to hold back any longer, I explode inside my wife, kissing her as if my life depends on it.
We lay in each other's arms, caressing. I'm still not comfortable being apart. I've been back six fucking weeks, but it still doesn't erase the time I was away from Tiny and EJ.
Six Months Later
Bella
"Did the florist replace those hideous tulips? I specifically asked for roses at the reception!" Alice complains as she changes out of her wedding gown into her reception one.
Yes, she has a reception dress. She also has a dress suit for when they leave the venue.
Alice is calling herself a fashionable bride. Rose and I are calling it annoying, since we have to assist her with every wardrobe change.
The ceremony was simply beautiful in all its extravagance. But it was nothing compared to the look in Jasper's eyes when Alice appeared. The sight of them nearly took my breath away. That is, until I locked eyes with my husband.
He was staring at me with the same exact look on his face, that of a man totally and completely in love.
"Yes, they have been replaced. Now stand still so I can zip you. I'm starving!" Rose says, her seven-month belly protruding in front of her.
"Ugh, I'm surrounded by pregnant people. I made sure my IUD was in. I'm not having a baby for at least two years. Then I'll have them back to back like Bella." Alice turns to me with a smile on her face.
My hand goes to the small bump where baby number two is resting. I'm a little over twelve weeks pregnant, and we just informed our family last week.
Walking over to Alice, I put a loose strand back in place. The three of us stand in front of the mirror, similar to the way we did the night we met our men.
"You look perfect, Alice. Now let's get you to your husband." I squeeze her shoulders.
We walk out of the private room reserved for the bride in The Rainier Club. Alice parents spared no expense for their daughter's big day, and everything is absolutely perfect.
Jasper waits for her, talking to Sarge and Emmett. When he sees her, his face lights up like a kid on Christmas.
She sprints to him, causing us all to laugh. My husband approaches, pulling me into him, his mouth is on mine, ravishing me as if we're not in public.
Breaking away from our kiss, I try to hold him at bay, but he takes my hand in his, kissing my lips again.
"Sarge, if you don't stop kissing me like this I'm going to abandon the receptionist and have my wicked way with you." I pant, wanting him so badly.
His hands roam my body, "I want to rip this fucking dress off you so fucking bad, Tiny." He bites down on my neck, causing me to moan.
"That's why Bella's pregnant again," Emmett yells, officially interrupting our make-out session.
"And she'll be pregnant again after this one comes out," Edward says, rubbing where our child lies.
"I don't' think so, Sarge. We're at least waiting three years after this one," I say, swatting his arm.
He chuckles, the sexy sound going straight to my pussy. "We both know I can have you pregnant again once you're cleared for your six-week checkup," he whispers in my ear, squeezing my ass.
"We are not having three kids all in diapers at the same time," I tell him, raising my eyebrow at him.
I will love and cherish every child we have, but we have time, there's no need to rush having all our kids at once.
"You're sexy when you put your foot down." He kisses my lips. "And you're right, after this one we'll take a break."
"Places everyone, let's line up!" the wedding planner says excitedly as the song Jasper and Alice picked for the wedding party entrance starts, causing the walls to vibrate.
Rose and Emmett line up and then Edward and me, a giddy Jasper and Alice stand behind us.
The doors open and the beat becomes even louder.
My hips are now swinging side to side, and I start dancing, smiling at Sarge who is rolling his eyes.
"I can't believe I agreed to this," he says grumpily, doing his own dance moves.
He looks so damn hot in his tuxedo, his hair in a glorious mess, eyes sparkling, so I know he's enjoying himself.
Alice insisted on a big dance entrance, so here we all are shaking and clapping while cheering at the top of our lungs.
Usher's smooth, rich voice begins serenading us as the beats of David Guetta 'Without You' builds into a perfect crescendo.
I can't win, I can't reign
I will never win this game without you, without you
I am lost, I am vain,
I will never be the same without you, without you
We run into the large reception area right onto the dance floor and start jumping to the beat, waiting for Alice and Jasper.
Edward is holding my hand, so afraid I'll trip or something. We've practiced it a million times, but he insists the only way he'll allow me to dance is if he holds my hand.
Overprotective as always.
Alice and Jasper join us, dancing into the center of the floor. Each couple does the same moves; perfectly coordinated by Alice who's like a drill Sargent.
I won't soar, I won't climb
If you're not here, I'm paralyzed without you, without you
I can't look, I'm so blind
I lost my heart, I lost my mind without you, without you
I smile at the lyrics as Edward kneels down in front of me, following Jasper and Emmett as they do the same in front of Alice and Rose.
When the end lyrics play, we walk in a circle around each other, my eyes locked on my husband's.
I am lost, I am vain,
I will never be the same without you, without you
Without you
Although it's not my wedding song, it's the perfect song for us. I smile as he pulls me in and his lips find mine. The room disappears around us as everyone cheers the bride and groom's entrance.
"I love you, Tiny," he whispers against my lips.
"I love you, too, Sarge."
"Someone is fussy, trying to get to his Mommy and Daddy," Esme interrupts, holding a struggling EJ.
He looks so adorable in his little tuxedo, his auburn hair standing up on his head.
Taking him in my arms I kiss his head, smiling at my mother-in-law. "Thanks, Mom. He's been fussy since he has two teeth coming in."
"I know, otherwise he would want to stay with Me-Maw and Pop-Pop, wouldn't you, sweetie?" Esme asks EJ in her baby voice, and he smiles at his grandmother.
He loves his grandparents who both spoil him rotten. My own parents have only seen him twice since he was born. Edward still doesn't trust them around both of us without his supervision.
I understand his reasoning; it's hard for me to forgive them, even if they are acting as if they've had a change of heart. I can't forget the way they treated Edward at the beginning of our relationship...the way they treated me.
Their cruelty was so hurtful. I want to forget and welcome them back into our lives, but the way they still look at Edward, as if he's the scum of the earth. They are just tolerating him so they can see EJ. I know they love their grandson, but if they can't agree to take us all, then they don't get to become a part of our lives. The three of us are a package deal, a family.
Edward and I stay on the dance floor, laughing and smiling, EJ between us, giggling as Sarge twirls us around.
My eyes shine with happy tears as I enjoy being with my family, celebrating the happiness of my friends, and cherishing every moment.
Ten Years Later
Edward
"Fuck, Tiny, milk my cock," I grit out as I pound into my wife from behind.
We've been alone all night and all morning. The kids had a sleepover at Mom and Dad's, so thank fuck we stayed in Seattle after I retired.
My parents have been lifesavers these past ten years, not only to Bella and me, but to the others as well. They're surrogate grandparents to Alice and Jasper's kids, as well as Rose and Emmett's.
Any second the entire family will be here for a back to school barbeque. I've never been so happy for the end of summer as much as I am since I've had kids.
Back to school means bed at eight and worn out kids, and a not so worn out mommy, now that she will have the days back to herself.
"Sarge, don't stop, don't stop," she chants over and over.
Not fucking likely.
I've had her all night into the early morning, and twice since we've been awake. After being together for nearly twelve years, I still can't get enough of her. She's all I fucking want and need.
I slap her ass, groaning as her pussy clenches around my cock. It's impossible to play the way we used to with four kids, someone always has a damn nightmare, or isn't feeling well, or need either mommy or daddy for something.
My hands roam her long bare back up to her neck turning her head to me for a sloppy kiss as I pound into her, feeling the telltale signs of my approaching orgasm.
"Fuck, baby you feel so damn good. Play with your clit," I beg like the lovesick fool I've been since I met her in that bar all those years ago.
"Oh god, Sarge! Right there," she moans as I pull her up, grinding my hips.
"Come on, Tiny, let's make another baby," I beg for the hundredth time.
I've been trying to convince her to take out her IUD so we can have another one. Both Cameron and Joseph were supposed to be girls, each time saying we'll keep trying for our little girl. Instead, we've been blessed with four crazy boys who we love and adore. One more try for our baby girl then we're done, boy or girl, we're done having babies.
"Oh fuck, I'm coming!" she yells out as I hear noises from downstairs.
Reaching between her legs, Tiny plays with my balls, tipping me over the edge.
"Tiny, damn, I love you." I come, throwing my head back, pumping the last of my cum inside of her.
I fall on the bed, bringing her into my arms.
"I love you, too," she says, smiling as she runs her fingers through my hair.
"I think our free time is over," I tell her before I hear little feet running up the stairs and someone trying to open our door.
"Mommy! Daddy!" Cameron's three-year-old voice calls out.
"No locked doors!" Five-year-old Joseph yells from the other side.
"Mommy and I will be down in a second," I yell without moving.
"Daddy! Open up!" Cameron yells again.
Bella crawls out of bed, and I try to bring her back, but she escapes me, forever the momma bear.
God, I love her.
"What's going on?" EJ asks as he tries the door. "Dad, the door is locked!"
"Sarge, get dressed, you know your sons will not stop until that door is opened."
I laugh at my damn kids. They don't understand I need private time with their mother, and, if I'm right, they'll be back and all charge into the room.
"Mom! We made cookies for the cookout!" Jaxon, our second oldest's voice comes from the other side.
Just as I slip on my boxers, Bella opens the door and is bombarded by four little boys all trying to hug her.
"My babies! I missed you." She kisses each of them on the head before bending to pick up Cameron.
"I missed you too, Mommy! We were at Me-Maws and Pop Pops forever," Cameron says.
I chuckle, walking over to them. "Don't I get any love? Or did we only miss Mommy?" I ask them as I throw on a T-shirt.
Jaxon and EJ are the first to attack me. I ruffle their auburn hair before kissing the tops of their heads.
"Dad, we helped Grandpa paint the bathroom, and he and Grandma took us all to Chuck E. Cheese, then we went back to their house and had a camp out in the backyard!" Jaxon, ever the talker, tells me excitedly.
"Yeah, and Dad, we roasted marshmallows, and Pops put the TV out on the deck, and we watched Spiderman!" EJ says.
"Wow! You guys had a good time. I'm bummed I missed out. Mommy made me go to a fancy restaurant and wear a suit," I tell them, pouting.
I smile, remembering our date last night. My wife looked fucking amazing in her red, tight fitting dress. We don't get out much with four kids, but when we do, I like to wine and dine her, show her how much she means to us.
She's my fucking rock, without her I'm nothing.
"Mommy! You made Dad wear a suit?" Joseph asks, listening in on our conversation.
"I did, but he was a big boy and didn't complain too much. Now go make sure your rooms are straightened before your cousins get here. Any time they are all over, the house ends up extra messy," Bella says, ushering out our brood.
"I was wondering where my boys went," Mom says, smiling widely as they run off. "Did you two have fun?" she asks Bella and me with a twinkle in her eye.
Fun to Mom is the possibility of a granddaughter.
Bella laughs, shaking her head. "You two will not be happy until we have ten kids," Bella says, smiling.
"Not ten kids, just a granddaughter. Anyhow, Carlisle is starting the grill, and I've taken the sides out of the fridge. Come down when you're ready." Mom smiles before leaving.
Closing the door, I pull my wife into my arms before kissing her plump lips and walking her to the bathroom where I ravish her in the shower.
When Bella and I finally come downstairs from our joint shower, the entire family is in our backyard. Jasper and Alice with their two kids, seven-year-old Jane and five-year-old Alec. Emmett and Rose with their three, Emma eight, Ronnie six, and two-year-old Ana. Rose is pregnant again with their fourth and final child, as she likes to tell anyone who is fucking listening. Angela and Ben are also here with their eight-year-old triplets, Kennedy, Reagan, and Taylor. The last round of fertility they did while I was on my mission produced triplets, and they couldn't be happier.
Bella's parents are even here. Over the years, neither Bella nor I have allowed much contact, beyond the occasional holiday visit.
After Charlie suffered a heart attack two years ago, they admitted how wrong they were, wanting back into all of our lives. I've allowed them to visit more, but I still don't trust those motherfuckers. They're welcome to birthdays and gatherings now, but one wrong move and they'll be kicked out of our kid's lives.
The boys like Bella's parents, but they aren't entirely comfortable around them like they are with mine. Mom and Dad have always been hands-on, so they are more familiar with them.
"Where have you two been? Working on number five?" Emmett asks before taking a sip of his beer.
"Five will be our lucky number," I tell him, taking a seat next to Jasper.
"Poor Bella will have five boys." Jasper laughs.
"I never thought I would see little Bella Swan with four boys," Angela says, shaking her head.
"Well, with Edward as a husband. Who can blame her!" Mrs. Webber says, side-eyeing me.
I shake my head at her old ass as Tiny sits down on my lap.
"Mrs. Webber, don't forget, I will hit an old lady," Bella teases her.
I squeeze my wife, loving her fierce side, even if it's against a sixty-year-old woman.
"I don't know how you do it, Bella. I'm done after this one, Emmett will be lucky if I let him touch me again. I'm done at four," Rose says, shaking her head.
"You two are crazy, I had my tubes tied at two," Alice says, taking a sip of her wine.
Holding up my beer, I offer it to Bella, but she shakes her head, and I raise my eyebrow at her.
"Not drinking?" I ask.
She shakes her head, turning to smile at me. "No, I'm not drinking."
I look at her suspiciously, knowing that she enjoys having a drink every now and again.
Conversation floats around me as Jasper and Emmett talk about our security business, catching Ben up on our latest clients. Dad talks to Charlie at the grill as the kids run around playing.
Bella talks about her photography business, having opened up her own studio six years ago. She mostly photographs children at her studio, which happens to be our guesthouse.
My smile is wide as I look at my wife talk excitedly about her most recent photo shoot of twin girls. Placing my hand under her shirt, I start stroking her bare skin with my fingertips.
"Let me talk to you alone," I tell her, interrupting her conversation with Angela.
Bella stands and pulls me through the house and into the downstairs bathroom.
"What did you want to talk about?" she asks, pressing her body against mine.
I stroke her cheek, staring into her eyes. "Why aren't you drinking Tiny?" I ask her.
She smiles wide. "I don't want to get your hopes up. When I had Dr. Volturi remove my IUD two month ago, she said it may be hard for us to conceive."
My heart beats wildly, and a smile takes over my face. "You took out your IUD? Why didn't you tell me?" I ask, pulling her to me and pressing our heads together.
"I took it out at my last appointment," she says, looking into my eyes. "I wanted to be sure, first."
"Are you sure?" I ask, wanting us to be pregnant again. Boy or girl, I just want another child with my Tiny.
"I'm two weeks late, and anytime I'm late, I'm pregnant," she says, trying to contain her happiness.
She knows I can tell, and that makes me the happiest motherfucker in the world.
"We're having another baby!" I pick her up, pressing our lips together.
I can't wait.
Eight Months Later
Bella
I look down at the small bundle nursing in my arms. Hailey Esme Cullen was born one week ago, and she is officially our last child. My fingers comb through her curly brown hair so much like my own, and I smile, happy that we were blessed with our girl.
Sarge comes into our bedroom exhausted. "They're all in bed. Damn, bedtime is hard," he says, shaking his head before turning to look at us.
He's still just as handsome as he was the day we met and even more of a caveman now that he has his little girl.
He kisses my bare shoulder before looking up at me. "You're so fucking beautiful, Tiny."
"I love you, Sarge, and I love our life together." I stroke his cheek with my free hand.
"Our life, our kids...it's all because of you, baby. You've made all my dreams come true," he says, and tears prick my eyes at the love I feel for this man.
I press my lips to his, feeling peace and happiness because of him and our family.
"And I love you for making my dream into our reality."
The End
A/N: I don't know if anyone was waiting on it, but here it is nonetheless! It was nagging at me that this epi wasn't finished and so I've been working on it here and there until it finally was done! YAY! Now I can sleep at night. LOL
