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Thankfully, when he left, Emmett excused himself to the bathroom, leaving just Bella and I in the kitchen.

Alone.

I wasn't sure how long he'd be indisposed, and I didn't give a fuck.

She was obviously feneing for it, and I was done with the teasing.

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With my arms around her waist, I hurriedly pushed her across the kitchen to the island.

Her breathing was already picking up, and I'd hardly fucking touched her yet. She reached up to grab a fistful of my hair and roughly tugged, attempting to bring my mouth to hers.

Unfortunately for her, I had other things on my mind taking priority over kissing her; that shit would come later.

I hastily reached down, pushing the overly tight boy shorts—though on me they more or less resembled fucking panties—past my hips, my cock springing free and literally slapping her ass.

Bella shot me a look over her shoulder that told me all I needed to know.

She was just as fucking ready for this as I was.

When our relationship had gone from hate to this, I wasn't exactly sure, but fuck if I enjoying the new us.

Us.

That just sounded alien to me in regards to Bella, but hell, I fucking liked it.

Returning to the task at hand, I lifted her night shirt just enough to tug the scrap of lace covering her ass down to her thighs, but I soon realized that wouldn't fucking work.

"Just rip 'em, dammit," she bit out, pushing her ass back against me.

She didn't have to tell me twice.

As soon as I'd removed the cock blocking fabric, I forced her legs apart just enough to slide forcefully all the way home.

Bella moaned, biting at her lip as she, again, looked back at me.

Despite how pressed we were on time before Emmett came back in, I was so stupefied by incredible fucking feeling and relief at being inside her once again that I couldn't bring myself to full out fuck her.

My dick had other plans.

I slowly pulled out until just the tip remained inside before gradually pushing my way back in with a roll of my hips. When my hips lay flush against the bare skin of her ass, the walls of her pussy pulsing around me, she pushed back against me again.

"Cullen, you've got to fucking move," she groaned, once again grabbing at my hair.

I leaned over her, my head extending past her shoulder to kiss her.

Big fucking mistake…or shit, maybe it was the best…I was past the point of being able to figure it out.

Getting closer to her meant putting my wings within reach of her hands.

The more she stroked, the faster I pumped into her.

And just as I felt my release spiral through me, Emmett came fucking bounding around the corner.

I lowered my head to her shoulder, biting her shirt, praying he didn't fucking discover what had just happened.

"What the hell is that?" Emmett hissed, pointing to…

Oh damn.

The remains of Bella's panties. Shit.

Think, Cullen. Think.

"That? Carlisle's nasty ass dropped them on his way out I think," Bella answered, pulling it off beautifully with a disgusted expression.

And the award for best lie ever fucking told goes to…

"Sick! Ed, man, why didn't you ever tell how big of a horn dog your old man really is?" he questioned, walking over to the cabinets by the sink to get a glass, then pouring some from the fridge.

"I thought you'd already picked up on that, man."

"Dude, I knew he was a horny old fuck, but I never thought he was so bad that he'd blatanly hit on my baby sister like that."

"Em, just ignore him. I do," Bella answered, rendering me nearly breathless as she somehow flexed her inner muscles against me.

My body then took on a mind of its own as my hips began to gyrate deliciously slow against her, pushing and pulling ever so slightly.

"By the way, don't ever tell me to touch your fucking wings again. That shit fucked with my head," Emmett laughed as Bella's head tucked to her chest with laughter.

My. God.

Was she trying to kill me?! Didn't she know what laughing did to the inside of a woman's body?

"Yeah, well, stud, if that fucked with your head, what's going on this side of that island with blow you damn mind," another all too familiar, yet unwelcome voice spoke up.

I clenched my eyes tight for a split second before looking toward the back to see Rosalie standing there, still decked out in her uniform.

"H-o-l-y shit," Emmett slowly said, his eyes wide as he looked at her, his tongue snaking out to lick at his lips. "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm your new boss, bitch," she mumbled. "Since you didn't catch what I just said, maybe this will get through your thick skull. Edward's buried balls deep in your sweet ass sister over here."

I gave her a deadly glare as Bella's head whipped around.

Shit.

That was the look she used to give me.

Was it wrong to hope this turned into a knock down, drag out cat fight?

I could totally go for some girl on girl action.

"What the fuck?! Bells, you're…Ed, you're banging my fucking sister in my kitchen?!" he roared, eyes full of rage.

"Newsflash, Em. This is my kitchen too, and do I really need to refresh your memory on how many times I've walked in on you getting off with some chick at night?"

"Okay, ew. I so didn't need to hear all that shit," Rosalie bitched in her typical fashion.

"I don't recall fucking asking you," Bella snapped.

"Wow, Edward, she's just as bitchy as you said she'd be," she smiled, picking at her nails.

I didn't dare look at Bella. I could feel her glare from here.

In my defense, when I'd said that shit to Rosalie, it had been back when Bella and I were at odds and did nothing but yell insults at one another.

I just prayed that it didn't go back to that.

And as I set eyes back on Rosalie, it was too fucking late.

Emmett.

Apparently, letting in him on what touching wings did to a fairy was the wrong fucking move.

Leave it to me to fuck up again.

He was already at Rosalie's side, and before she or I could stop him, he'd reached out and ran his hand down her wing.

"You sick mother fucker," she hissed, grabbing his arm and twisting it around his back forcefully. "Do that shit again and you won't have a fucking dick to piss with."

"Cullen, back up," Bella said lowly.

"Bella, don't listen to…"

"I mean it. I need to go change."

I did as she asked, but took hold of her arms as soon as she turned around. "Don't leave me down here. I'm sorry about what she…about what I said, but it was a long fucking time ago, okay? You can't fucking tell me that you didn't talk shit about me when you left the office."

"All I know is that what just happened," she started, gesturing between the two of us, "isn't happening again until we…"

"Can't I just call you my girl officially and leave the past behind?" I asked desperately, not wanting another fight.

Her eyes softened as her body relaxed under my touch.

"Dammit, Edward, your pathetic high school bullshit can wait. Right now, we need to lay out the fucking law to the oversized, roid-raged douchebag so I can go the fuck home," Rosalie bitched.

I didn't even get to respond before Bella was in her fucking face, and I was left covering my junk for decency.

I watched in horror, and amusement, as Bella grabbed hold of the barbie's nipples and twisted.

When Rosalie screamed and attempted to fight back, my girl swept her leg under barbie's legs, sending her to the floor.

"Oh, it's on now, bitch!" Rosalie screeched.

"No its not," Bella laughed. "You do what you have to do to train my moose of a brother. Edward and I are off limits, and correct me if I'm wrong, but you're out of your fucking jurisdiction, bitch."

Okay, so maybe I needed to talk to Bella about anger management as well.

Shit.

Oh no, Bella's getting big for her britches LOL!

So we've met Rosie and Emmett is showing signs of being a horn dog fairy...uh oh!

Next chapter hits tomorrow!

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