Chapter Ten
"You're sure about all of this?" My dad asks after we finish telling them about our plans for everything from the wedding to the embryos to my transformation.
"One hundred percent sure, yes." I nod emphatically.
"Well, okay then. But I'm sure as heck going to miss you, Kiddo. It feels like I just got you back. I'm not thrilled about the idea of you moving away right away." Charlie frowns.
"I know, Dad. But we're going to be visiting like all the time. It will be hard for Jake to be away from his pack brothers." I comfort him with a hug.
"And my old man," Jake adds, poking his dad in the shoulder. "We'll miss you guys a lot."
"Maybe we can come to visit you, too, wherever you'll be living," Billy suggests. "We've been saving for a trip to Hawaii to go see Becks, so maybe after that, we can visit you next," Billy offers.
"That would be great!" I beam, knowing that Edward would have started hatching a plot to discretely cover their travel expenses, the minute they said that.
After another half hour of small talk, my dad starts yawning, which I'm pretty sure is code for 'make yourselves scarce so we can get back to making the springs squeak.'
My suspicions are confirmed when Edward says, "Well, it's getting late, we won't keep you up any longer. I should be getting these two to bed soon anyway. That is if you two don't mind them spending the night at my place tonight?" He offers.
"What about Sam's bed rest order, Jake? "Billy asks.
Jake shakes his head. "Naw, he lifted that at the bonfire. When he saw how good I was doing." He shrugs.
"Oh good, then yes, that's fine to go to the Cullens. That way you'll be near the Doc in case any of your injuries flare up," Billy says, which is just code for 'I will take any excuse to have the house to myself with Charlie tonight.'.
"Great, thanks, Dads!" Jake beams and heads off to quickly grab a few things from his room.
It sounds strange to hear him say it that way and kind of makes me feel a bit incestuous but hey, we're already breaking pretty much every cultural taboo in the books with our polyamorous, bisexual, interracial, interspecies, May-December romance.
Wow is that ever a mouthful!
As soon as we arrive back at the Cullens', Alice starts in on us about the wedding planning. She talks our ears off for at least an hour about everything from the guest list, to flowers, to music.
When it looks like we are downright exhausted and have had enough, Carlisle jumps in to give us a reprieve by stating that he needs to talk to me about the fertility injections.
We accompany him to his office where he goes over the specifics of the procedure, as well as the preliminary steps we'll need to take.
Unlike Alice, he keeps it brief though, and shortly after, we head to Edward's room, locking the door behind us.
Our overnight bags hit the ground and soon there are two sets of lips kissing me and two sets of hands roaming my body.
No objections here though.
I initially thought I would find it awkward to be the center of their attention in a more intimate setting such as this. After all, I'm not a big fan of any attention in a public setting. But this feels different.
As our clothes hit the floor, I keep reminding myself that my part in this can only go so far before I am changed.
Even still, as Edward removes my bra while Jake unbuckles my jeans, I find myself wishing more than anything that I could be with them fully.
I almost want to throw caution to the wind and forgo all of our plans and succumb to the desires of my flesh. But Edward wants a wedding, and Jake wants a baby, neither of those things can happen if I end up becoming a vampire tonight.
And I know that is how this would go if we allowed ourselves to get totally carried away. So I keep myself in check, just enough to let them set a more casual pace than the frenzy of lust I, myself, am feeling.
Once I am bare before them, Edward undresses Jacob, and Jake undresses Edward. They take turns smothering me with kisses as we make our way to the bed.
Edward lays me down and begins kissing his way down my neck and chest. His hands join his mouth in its ministrations, as Jacob positions himself behind Edward, kissing the nape of his neck tenderly.
"My turn tonight?" Jake whispers in his ear just loudly enough for me to hear.
Edward nods, biting his lip. "As long as you feel well enough."
"I do," Jake assures him.
I soon get so lost in the sensation of Edward's hands and tongue on my breasts that I'm not even sure exactly when it happens but the next time I open my eyes, Jacob is thrusting himself slowly in and out of Edward which is the sexiest sight imaginable.
I take Edward's hands and move them down my body to signify that I want him to pleasure me. He gladly complies.
After my first of several orgasms, his mouth joins his hands and soon I am a moaning, mewling mess. Jacob doesn't last long after that and once he comes down from his high, the boys trade places so that Edward's mouth and hands are replaced by Jacob's and Edward is the one entering Jake.
The sight is just as perfect and I decide that I enjoy both configurations equally well.
Jake keeps bringing me pleasure so that by the time Edward finishes, I've lost count of my orgasms.
After all of that and the long exhausting day we've had, it isn't any wonder that Jake and I fall asleep pretty much immediately afterward, leaving poor Edward to his lonesome until morning.
The next few weeks pass by in a blur of wedding preparations, and fertility injections, and indescribably steamy nights.
The only notable moments worth mentioning from the weeks leading up to our wedding, are the moment when Carlisle says, "Congratulations, we have eight embryos."
Followed by the moment a few days later when four of those embryos successfully reach the blastocyst stage and are therefore viable for cryopreservation.
Four chances to have a baby! Or alternatively, four babies!
The whole thing feels pretty remarkable.
Though, not nearly as remarkable as the fact That I am getting married today to both the loves of my life.
I am forced from my thoughts by the sound of the music as Rosalie begins to play. I brush down the front of my dress to remove any wrinkles as my dad loops his arm with mine.
Alice did an incredible job with the wedding arrangements. The backyard looks amazing and I make a mental note to tell her so after the ceremony. Of course, she had help from Esme and the rest of the family as well as the pack, so I'll have to remember to thank them all.
"Ready?" My dad asks as we are about to start walking the aisle.
I nod my emotions a mixture of excitement and nerves. "Yeah, just, don't let me fall, Dad." I plead as my feet begin to move.
"I won't." He promises as we make our way to the arbor at the front where my two loves are waiting for me.