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…TEC..
Turns out I missed and connected with his nose instead.
"Holy fuck, Bella!" Edward screamed as he moved to help Riley who was nursing a bloodied nose. I coughed into my towel and moved around them, leaving the bathroom.
Little footsteps followed after me and then Ellie was in front of me. "Um, Mommy?"
"Wait one second." I went to the nearest bathroom brushing my teeth with one of the toothbrushes that we kept in every bathroom for occasions like this.
The puking. Not the fucking Riley up part.
That was just a bonus.
"You want to help me finish the cookies?" She nodded and followed me into the kitchen, holding my hand tightly.
"So..." she looked up at me slyly with a smirk. "You should, uh, you know... do that more often."
I smirked and shook my head in amusement, "I will, if you promise not to."
She looked conflicted before agreeing. "Deal." I smiled before packing a little bit more cookie dough into little balls.
"Bella, what was that all about?" Edward asked as he rounded the corner passing me, to throw the bloodied towel into the laundry room.
This is why I invited Ellie to make cookies. She doesn't ask questions.
"We can talk about it later." I said over my shoulder. Two hands appeared on either side of mine, on the counter and I tensed as he leaned in to me. I was still just a little worked up over the Riley thing.
"Why don't you tell me now?" He asked in my ear.
"Because if you don't leave me alone about it, you're next." I said turning my head so that I could look him in the eye. His eyebrows lifted and I sighed.
This was not going to be good.
"Bella." He whispered.
"Don't forget. There are children in the room." Ellie reminded from next to me.
"Yep. Children." I motioned jerkily to Ellie and Edward sighed, pushing off of the counter and going back to Riley.
"Mommy, if you don't want to tell Daddy I will." My eyes widened and I looked to Ellie.
"You know what happened?"
"No. You can tell me if you want…" She explained.
"Just work on the cookies, okay?" She shrugged and nodded. Seth waddled on into the kitchen looking pretty proud of himself.
"Hi, honey." I picked him up and kissed his cheek. He laid his head on my shoulder and stuck his thumb in his mouth. "Mommy's little piece of sanity." I whispered to myself before wrapping my free arm around Ellie. "Both of you." She smiled up at me and I leaned down to peck her warm cheek. When I crouched down, Seth reached out and slapped the cookie tray, knocking all of the cookie's that I'd spent what felt like hours on, tumbled to the ground.
"Ah… shit." I groaned as I took in all of the cookie dough splattered on the floor.
"Well, looks like we'll be having a cleaning party." I said unenthusiastically, Seth shook his head and rested it against my shoulder sleepily.
"Sweep, Mama." He said loudly in my ear before closing his eyes and faking sleep. I rolled my eyes and gathered all of the dough I could.
"Feel free to help, Ellie." I said with a smirk in her direction.
Larger hands pushed me away, "I've got it." Riley said softly as he scooped up the dough.
"What are you doing?" I gritted out as I slapped his hands away.
"I'm making amends, Bella." He said trying to meet my eyes. I shook my head and focused on the cookie's.
"Well… don't." I snapped. I was so tired of his shit, it wasn't even funny. He put his finger under my chin and tilted my head up so that my eyes met his. "Don't fucking touch me." His left eye was swollen and his nose was slightly crooked.
"Bella-"
"No." I looked up to Ellie who was looking upon our interaction with obvious interest tinged with hope. Not that normal, happy, kid hope. But that 'I want to see my Mommy make my grown uncle cry like a bitch' look. "Ellie go upstairs… or to the front room." She sighed and grabbed Seth's hand pulling him after her. "Be careful." I shook my head and turned back to Riley whose hand was still suspended in mid-air. I smacked away his hand and yet he moved closer to me.
"Bella. Tell me something, tell me you didn't feel anything." He dared, his eyes piercing mine.
"I'll tell you a few things." I said standing up, over him. "First of all, no, I didn't feel shit. So you can stop. Second, I'm married. Why don't you get that?" I shook my head and picked up the gathered dough, depositing it in the trash can. "Oh and lastly," He stood and came closer. "If you even try to kiss me again I will fuck you up." He smirked and leaned into me.
"Wouldn't dream of it," I glared at him and his lips quirked into a satisfied grin. A throat cleared from the doorway and Edward stood with his arms crossed tightly over his chest. I cleared my throat as well and Riley stepped backwards, almost looking appropriately ashamed as he stared at the ground.
"You fucking, ass." I growled at Riley before moving away from him, I looked up at Edward, "Hey, Baby."
"I'm going to put the kids to bed, and then turn in. Are you alright down here?" He spoke to me but his eyes were trained on Riley. I nodded and rubbed the back of my neck. It was kind of Edward's right, as my husband, to know about the kiss… But I'd rather handle it myself, keep him from getting hurt or pissed or whatever. He moved gracefully across the kitchen and pulled me into his arms fusing my lips to his and weaving his fingers into my hair. His hand slipped into my back pocket and I groaned into his mouth, and tried to keep myself from humping his leg. We did have company after all.
He pulled away, leaving me breathless. "Night."
"Good night." He pecked my lips once more before glaring at Riley.
"Watch yourself, kid." He warned, obviously referring to our proximity earlier. I bit my lip, staring at my husband, and rubbed my thighs together.
So damn sexy.
His eyes met mine and he gave me a warning look with a flick of his eyes at Riley.
"The kids are in the front room, Baby." I said quietly before turning and picking up the cookie sheet. Edward left the room and Riley turned to look at me.
"That was a little much…" I clenched my jaw and he snorted.
"You didn't have to watch." I said to the cookie sheet.
"He's so possessive that doesn't bother you?" He asked as he inched his ass closer to me.
"No, and he isn't that possessive, you ass. You're just all up in my shit. He noticed."
He scoffed, "Whatever. I could do better than that anyway."
Doubt it.
"Congratulations." He moved closer and our hips were touching. I jumped away from him and grabbed a pan from the strainer. "I swear I will fuck you up. Do not tempt me." He looked as though he didn't believe me, obviously ignoring the fact that his nose was probably broken.
"I don't understand…"
"Obviously."
"Why not me?" I curled a lip.
"I love, Edward." I explained, tapping the pan against my palm to accentuate my point. "You piss me off."
"If I piss you off so much then why'd you agree to let me stay here?"
"We've had this conversation. Bye, Riley." I dismissed with a wave of my hand.
"You didn't even give me a fucking chance." He got in my face and was breathing hard as he spoke. He grabbed the pan from my hand and dropped it behind him, it clanged to the ground loudly and I gasped. He was worse than fucking Newton. He put his hands on my hips and lifted me onto the counter. I panicked and my palm shot out and I kind of smushed his face…
He grabbed my hand and pinned it to the counter, "You are getting really fucking rape-y, Riley."
"Just… give me a chance."
"No. No. Back the fuck up." I was pretty kick ass if I did say so myself, but I honestly was no fucking match for a much stronger, younger man. Especially one that had me fucking pinned down.
"One. Just one." He leaned forward again, squeezing between my knees.
"This Is getting fucking ridiculous. Didn't you learn the first time? You know, the first time that you were trying to make amends for?"
He smirked, "I guess not." He leaned in to kiss me again and I pulled back until my head hit the cabinet. I turned my head to the side to avoid his kiss and he laid an open mouthed kiss on my jaw. I shut my eyes tightly and struggled against his hands.
"What the fuck is this?" Edward roared from the doorway, Riley's eyes widened and Edwards arm wrapped around his neck before he threw him to the ground. "Go upstairs." He ordered after glancing at me.
"Edward," He glared at me and I moved off of the counter and towards the door, not quite leaving the room.
"Get up," He growled at Riley, who stood coughing. "We take you in and you try and get with my wife?" He threw a punch that connected with Riley's jaw, sending him back a few steps.
"Look, man. I'm sorry…" He wheezed.
"I don't fucking care." He said lowly, his back flexed and he threw another punch.
"Edward, I don't want to fight."
"And I don't want your fucking hands on my wife. Looks like we both lose." He jabbed him in the ribs and Riley grunted and threw one back.
"You don't even know what was going on." Riley said as they moved away from each other and went around in circles. "How do you know you're beloved wife didn't start it. I am younger, maybe she wanted something fresh." They jumped at each other and I balled my fists at my side.
"Fuck that." I spat.
"Bella, I told you to go the fuck up stairs." Edward said angrily, his eyes flicked to mine and they were filled with nothing but hate. I gasped and moved backwards, I hadn't ever been on the receiving end of a look nearly as harsh as that one.
"Trouble in paradise?" Riley asked with a lifted brow. Edward's leg shot out and he knocked Riley off of his feet. Edward's back glistened with a bit of sweat, as he moved lithely around the younger man. If I wasn't so fucking mad at Riley I probably would have been turned on. Never mind.
Don't judge. My husband's sexy just didn't stop. I can't help falling victim to him.
"Edward, he's not worth it." Riley was in terrible shape and Edwards hands couldn't have been doing too well either.
"Shut the fuck up." I gasped and he lunged at Riley once more.
"Think about it, Edward." Riley panted as he struggled to block himself from Edward's blows. "If she didn't want me all over her why would she come back for seconds?" Edward punched him square in the mouth before standing and opening up the side door, a gush of cold air blew through it.
"Get the fuck out of my house." Riley groaned and spit out some blood on my floor before grabbing his coat off of the rack next to the door, where he'd left earlier after coming in from the snow, and shrugging it on. He left the house and slammed the door behind him. Edward leaned against the door and breathed heavily, I stayed quiet on the other side of the kitchen.
"Seconds." He hissed, before pushing off of the door and coming toward me, I held my breath as his eyes met mine and he brushed past me without a word. I clutched my stomach and began feeling sick again. My eyes filled with tears as I turned to go up the stairs after him. When I reached our room he was in front of the bathroom mirror, washing his hand of in the sink, the water tinged red from where his wedding ring had chaffed his finger. The ring lay off to the side of the sink.
"Fuck." He hissed as he put soap on the cut. I shook my head and moved into the bathroom. His eyes followed me from the mirror as I pulled a bottle of rubbing alcohol from the cabinet. I went to his side and pulled a cotton ball from the jar on the sink, dousing it with alcohol. I pressed the cotton to his finger and he hissed jerking his hand away from me.
"I'm sorry." He said quietly as I rubbed the gash. "I shouldn't have spoken to you like that."
I huffed, "Yeah." He pulled his hand from mine and glared at me. "I mean, its okay…" I looked up into his eyes and all I could see was pain. My own eyes teared up as I looked into his. "I didn't start that…" He moved away from the sink and ignored me, leaving the room. I followed after him and my stomach ached at his rejection.
"Baby…" I whispered, crawling across the bed to where he was sitting.
"What exactly was that then?" He gritted out, his jaw ticked.
"He-" I gestured around me at a loss for words. "attacked… me."
"Really? Twice?"
"Yeah."
"Bella, I'm not fucking stupid. You're telling me that that was the second time he'd done something like that and you just let it happen?"
"I didn't let it happen. He was holding me down!" My eyes widened as he shook his head.
"Really?" He said unbelievingly. "Why didn't you tell me the first time?"
"I don't need you to fight my battles." I explained, he scoffed. "I broke his nose; I think I did pretty well, myself." He turned and met my eyes. "I wasn't planning on it happening again." He stood from the bed and went towards the door; I jumped up after him and grabbed his arm.
"Where are you going?"
"I think I'll sleep on the couch tonight."
"No. Damn it. Just listen to me!" Tears fell down my cheek at this point and his entire demeanor softened. "I was not willingly kissing him! I wouldn't do that to you, you know this." His entire face lost its hardness and he just looked heart broken.
This was why I didn't tell him. Everything I tried to avoid happened. I didn't want him hurt or to feel betrayed. Yet he ended up being both of those.
"Baby, I'm sorry." I whispered cupping his cheek; he closed his eyes and shook his head. "Come here." I pressed my lips to his and he was still under my touch. "Edward, please…" I mumbled against his lips.
"That's fucked up, Bella." He whispered back, his voice sounding weak. I nodded and wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly, after a while his arms wrapped around my waist.
"I wouldn't do that to you, Edward. Not on purpose." I kissed him and he responded gently. "I love you." I reminded, he nodded.
"I love you too." He bent down and picked me up, cupping my ass as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He pushed me against the nearest wall and buried his face in my neck. I was suddenly overwhelmed with need and lust, as hugged me to him.
"Edward, please… I just… I need you right now." I whispered pathetically, as he pushed me against the wall. His mouth fused with mine, his lips crashing roughly against my own. I ran my hands down his back, feeling the muscles there tense with the effort he was using to hold me up. He pinned me to the wall with his hips for a second while he made quick work of my shirt. My lower stomach clenched with need as he rocked into me, quickly becoming hard against my warmth. He flicked the front clasp of my bra apart easily and kissed his way down my chest.
His hands fell back to my ass before he carried me over to the bed, laying me down gently. I discarded my bra and he worked on my pants, making me lift my hips so that he could pull the fabric from my body. When I was completely naked he looked over my body with a guttural groan and palmed his dick through his sweatpants. My pussy fucking quivered at the sight and I moaned wantonly. He dropped to his knees and ran his hands up my thighs, his fingertips barely grazing where I needed him the most. He leaned forward and licked the outside of my lower lips greedily. His warm breath washed over my wetness as he inserted two fingers into my drenched heat.
"So fucking wet." He moaned, before running his tongue up my slit, spending time circling my clit. I writhed against his face as it all became too much. "That better be for me." His eyes met mine and I nodded reverently, just wanting him to fuck me already.
"This is mine." He slipped up my body and ran two fingers along the inside of my pussy, teasing my clit with his thumb. "Baby, you're so fucking sexy." He murmured before taking my bottom lip between his own and biting down on it.
"Ah…" I moaned loudly as he teased me, He kissed back down my neck before paying attention to my nipples. He licked and blew on them until they were stiff and begging for his attention. He alternately twirled his tongue around both of them before biting down on my aching red peaks.
"God, Baby." He whispered before lining himself up at my entrance, he thrust into me lithely. "That pussy…" He moaned before sliding deeper, I gasped at his words enjoying his talking a little more than I probably should have been. I pushed his shoulder so that he'd roll over and let me ride him.
"Yes…" He groaned at the change of position, it allowed him to go deeper. I bounced on his cock rapidly, trying to acquire friction.
"Edward…" I breathed in his ear. His hands found my hips and he guided me on his dick. His mouth laid sweet open mouthed kisses on my neck as I rode him slowly. Tears filled my eyes as he brought me closer towards my climax, the weight of our earlier situation crashing down on me.
I pulled his bruised hand up to my lips, laying kisses along the flesh. "Shh…" He whispered softly, I clutched at his back, as his hips slapped into mine. He whispered sweet assuring nothings into my ear and I cried into his neck.
Ashamed.
Ashamed at how far the situation had gotten, and how much I'd hurt him.
He trailed his lips up my neck and reached between us, massaging my clit. His hand stopped long enough for us to shift into missionary as he picked up his pace a bit. One of his hands was bracing himself and the other cupped my cheek, swiping away the tears gently.
He leaned into me, our chest flush together. "Don't cry baby." He pressed a sweet slow kiss to my lips before looking down to where we were joined.
"I'm so sorry."
He shook his head, slowing inside of me so that I felt every inch of him slide against my walls sending us both over the edge.
…TEC…
I woke up feeling like shit.
My hips hurt and my mouth was dry. I opened my eyes to see Edward sleeping peacefully next to me, in all of his naked glory. His morning wood pressed against my leg and I reached down to stroke it. Edward had just started to stir from my ministrations when the bedroom door shot open and Ellie darted in. I pulled the covers over us, hoping like hell that the darkness in from the room covered us. I tucked the comforter underneath my armpits and sat up, opening my arms for Ellie to jump into.
"What's wrong, Honey? Bad dream?" I whispered as she snuggled into my chest. She smiled softly and laid her head against my neck.
"No."
"Then what happened?"
"Couldn't sleep. I got bored." I rolled my eyes above her head. I looked to the clock.
3:03.
Looks like I started a trend.
"You got bored? We didn't you turn on the T.V?"
"Um… because the only thing on was Girls Gone Wild commercials. People get shows for the stupidest things now." She frowned. "The one guy was like dahlin take of your shirt and the girl was like no. But she'd do it anyway. Dumb bimbo."
Bimbo. That's a new word to add to her excessive vocabulary of words she wasn't supposed to be saying.
"Ellie…" I shook my head.
"She really was Mommy. But not like Alice bimbo. Like, worse than that." She explained.
"Where'd you hear bimbo?"
"Seth."
"I doubt it."
"No really you should be worried about that one. Bad seed, Mommy." I rolled my eyes and leaned back against my head board. She peeked over my arm at Edward, who had turned over onto his stomach; I pulled the covers up again to make sure his turn hadn't disturbed the comforter. "Are you and Daddy still mad at each other?" I shook my head. "That's good." I nodded and laid my head against the top of hers. "I don't like when you fight."
"I'm sorry." I said sincerely. She nodded and snuggled in closer to me. The phone on my nightstand rang and Ellie answered it.
"Hello?"
"Ellie hand me the phone."
"Ellie?" My brothers deep voice boomed from the other end of the speaker.
"Hey, Uncle Em." I grabbed the phone and held it to my ear.
"What's up, Emmett?"
"Looks like your newest boy toy took some shit from the husband." My eyes widened.
"He's there?"
"Yup. Just so I know, should I fuck him up while he's here, too? Are you hurt or something?"
"No, he kissed me and Edward didn't really appreciate that so…" He hummed over the phone.
"Oh, that sucks." He sounded distracted and there was an echoed 'No' moaned in the background.
"Emmett… what are you doing?"
"You know those Girls Gone Wild infomercials?"
"Yes."
"They're pretty hot." I furrowed my eyebrows. "I mean I know they have stars over the good part and stuff but…"
"Don't forget who you're talking to, Emmett." I groaned.
"Will you wake Edward up for me then?" Edward groaned in his sleep and I smiled, before running my hand through his hair.
"No. Bye, Emmett." I turned off the phone and placed it back into its cradle. Ellie had fallen asleep in my arms during my conversation and I bit my lip. I shook Edward, patting his shoulder.
"Mmm… what?"
"Can you take Ellie to her room?"
"What?" He opened an eye and shot up. "When did she get in here?"
"Calm down, she didn't see anything." I smirked, "Put on some pants." He stood and I angled our sleeping daughter away from him in case she woke up during his changing process. After putting on a pair of sweatpants he took her from my arms. When he re-entered the room sans Ellie, I was dressing. He approached me from behind and laid his hands over my slightly swollen abdomen. I wasn't quite far enough in my pregnancy to 'show', being at the last few weeks of my first trimester but there was definitely something in there, I was bigger than I'd been with Seth.
"I really am sorry about last night." He said softly kissing down my neck, his hand trailed up my abdomen and he groped my breast.
"Me too." He nodded and I wrapped an arm around his neck, threading my fingers into his hair. He ran his hand across my stomach once more.
"When's your next doctor's appointment? Soon right?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing as he felt up my stomach.
"Tomorrow… or today, I guess. Why?" He shrugged.
"You're getting a lot bigger sooner than you did with Seth." I looked down at my stomach and tried not to focus on him calling me fat. "Wait, that's not what I meant-" I nodded and smiled at him before pecking his lips.
"I know." The phone rang again and I wondered why the fuck no one was sleeping these days. Edward leaned over me to pick it up.
"Hello?" He sat on the bed and pulled me into his lap. "What's up man?" There was a long pause and a whole bunch of slurring from the other end before Edward handed me the phone.
"Who is it?" I asked him, he just shrugged. "Hello?"
"Bella!" Jasper sounded ecstatic.
"What?"
"Alice wanted me to call you." There was a shit load of ruckus in the background and I could barely hear him.
"Why?" It sounded like a fucking tornado on his end and then Alice was screeching into the phone.
"Hello?" She on the other hand didn't sound half as excited as Jasper.
"Ali?"
"You fucking bitch!" She screamed, I raised an eyebrow.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"You didn't tell me you were contagious, stupid whore."
"Well there's no need to call names, darling." I smirked, wondering what she was going on about. Edward's hands moved across my back gently as he massaged it, I relaxed and sighed into the phone. "Why are you even awake?" She growled over the phone.
"I knew it. I knew one day you'd go rabid. Just didn't know when." I chuckled.
"I'm not rabid, fucking bitch!" She yelled, Jasper obviously tried to calm her down because she yelled again at him and then there was a smack from her side.
"Alice!" I said loudly into the phone. "Why did you call me?"
She blurted, "I'm pregnant." And then she proceeded to sob hysterically.
…TEC…
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