I was all for writing a cute Edward/Renesmee story with father/daughter moments considering this year Edward's birthday falls on Father's Day. It's not a day I celebrate in my country, so this lemonade happened. I'm sure you guys don't mind.
A big shout out to CoppertopJ for the quick beta work since this story just came to life on Friday.
Since the day Bella had stepped into my life, my whole being had been irrevocably altered. This captivating person had touched me – mind, body, and soul. Even though I'd believed I didn't have a soul for the longest time, Bella had managed to change my opinion on that subject.
She had awakened parts of me I wasn't even aware existed.
From the moment she had become my equal, our love and passion for each other had intensified on a scale no human mind could comprehend. I could barely wrap my mind around how much I loved her and how I'd do absolutely anything for her.
Bella had taught me that desiring her on such a deep level wasn't something ugly; it was a beautiful thing. A simple touch of her hand could be my undoing if placed correctly at the appropriate moment.
In the first months of Bella's vampire life, we'd barely had time to explore this side of our relationship; with the looming threat of the Volturi's wrath upon us. Then, in the years following, we had focused entirely on enjoying every moment of our fast-growing daughter's life, both of us aware there would be a time for us.
That time had come shortly after Renesmee's seventh year on earth. Jasper had begged us to go away for a while, because he couldn't deal with our unresolved lust in the same house anymore.
Bella and I had accepted Esme's gracious offer to visit her isle. We had spent the most satisfying and glorifying six months of our lives on the island. There was no going back from the moment I had let go of my worries and inhibitions. Bella had reminded me she wasn't a fragile human and that this wasn't the eighteenth century.
The difference of generations and centuries was visible most days, especially in her and Jacob. I had learned to tolerate Emmett's atrocious language over the decades, but it seemed he'd found his match in Jacob Black. Especially when things didn't go his way, I was horrified at the words he used. I had to literally restrain myself from washing his mouth with a bar of soap.
Bella had rarely cursed as a human, but spending so much time around Emmett and Jacob had been a bad influence on her. Though, she kept most of the dirty words for the bedroom.
I had never imagined hearing her cursing could be such a turn on.
During our time on the island, Bella had taught me that we shouldn't restrict ourselves to the bedroom. I knew people had sex in any imaginable place. I'd seen too many unwanted thoughts during my life, but I couldn't see myself daring something so adventurous.
The only other times we had made love outside the bedroom were on our honeymoon, when I had made love with her in the creek in the forest, and sometimes during our hunting trips at home. We always got wolf-calls from Emmett when we decided to go hunting alone. Thankfully, Rosalie and Esme were quick to put him in his place, reminding him that we were still newlyweds. It wasn't like we had the typical honeymoon, therefore, our newlywed stage had been curbed before we could explore every facet of it.
The fact that the impossible had happened during our honeymoon, and I had gotten Bella pregnant, then she had fought me tooth and nail about keeping the baby, only for the birth of our daughter to bring the Volturi to us based on a misunderstanding from Irina's part, all these factors had not helped our case to enjoy ourselves to the full potential.
When we returned from our half year spent on the island, I knew everything would change.
We couldn't keep our hands to each other, and we risked getting caught in the most compromising positions, but there was no way I'd ever be able to not touch this amazing woman.
When Carlisle approached me about the traditional month of "the Wild Hunt" as Emmett loved to call it, I hesitated. I'd been against sharing Bella with the others, getting her involved in the hedonic acts my family succumbed to for a month every year, or every other year.
To my knowledge, they had adventured to their Wild Hunt only twice in the past seven years, but our lives had changed radically with the new additions to our family.
The first time, it had happened several years after Emmett joined us. We were all hunting, preparing for a new life in a new town, when I caught his wandering thoughts. He was imagining Rosalie and Esme naked and kissing. I was horrified to have that picture imprinted to my brain. I hadn't even commented on it. But later that night, we were all sitting on the shore of a clear mountain lake.
The women were in the lake, washing the grime off their bodies from the hunt. They were washing each other, and to my surprise, Carlisle's mind wandered to the same scenario as Emmett's had earlier. He caught my eyes the moment the thought formed in his mind. I winced, knowing he was going to act on it. There was no doubt Emmett wouldn't follow. Their wives were likely to agree with their indecent proposal. I abandoned them by the lake, running as fast as I could back to our new house.
They had returned two weeks later, and we hadn't talked about it. Though, Emmett had taunted me endlessly with images of what had happened. I was close to losing my mind, but mercifully, he stopped when I made a painstaking effort not to comment or even grimace at the pictures in his head.
That was the beginning of their timid education about this new angle of their relationships. It didn't happen often, but Carlisle made sure to let me know beforehand, for which I was grateful.
Then Alice and Jasper joined the family. It had been close to a decade before Carlisle approached them with the proposition to join the Wild Hunt. Alice already knew what was going on, obviously, and she had attempted to coax an answer out of me, but I'd vehemently declined getting involved. It was Carlisle's decision when he'd invite them to join them.
I never thought I'd ever consider taking part in their month of debauchery. Not because I'd been the only unmated one from the family for so long, or that I had been a virgin for longer than that, but the manner in which I had been raised conflicted with what they did during their Wild Hunt trip.
Though, if Carlisle could put aside his morality to do it, I probably could too. But the idea of him or Esme involved in this scene repulsed me. I had considered them my parents of sorts for the longest time. Carlisle was my maker, my comrade, my father – I couldn't imagine how I'd be able to be part of this trip.
For Emmett it had been easy, because his relationship with Carlisle was different. As for Rosalie, Emmett had changed her for the worst, in my opinion. Or, that had been my initial thoughts when we couldn't be around them for the longest time, because they couldn't keep their hands off each other.
I understood that feeling better than I'd ever thought I would now that I felt the same about Bella. But to join the Wild Hunt with Bella? That thought had never crossed my mind.
Was she even aware it existed? Had Alice told her about it?
I promised Carlisle to return with an answer to him within the week. I had to take Bella away and discuss this with her. There would be no going back from the moment we joined the family's hedonic acts for a whole month.
Also, there was the major issue of leaving Jacob and Renesmee alone for an immeasurable amount of time. Their relationship had changed visibly. I was the only one aware of their awareness of each other, aside from them.
I hadn't dared tell Bella how our daughter dreamed of her Jacob every night. I was grateful Bella didn't question me on our nights spent in the forest, away from the house.
"What's on your mind?" Bella combed her fingers through my hair, as she lay against my side in the early morning dew drenched grass. Her bare chest was pressed against mine, already awakening the hunger we'd sated minutes before.
I chuckled, because that was my usual line. I peered down at her to see her liquid honey eyes watching me in a calculating manner. "What are you thinking?" I asked, my lips curling into a smile.
"No, no, mister. I asked first," she teased, moving to climb on my lap, straddling my thighs.
I cupped her hips, running my hands up her slender waist to her breasts. Bella gasped in pleasure, throwing her head back. She was a vision in the throes of passion, and I wanted nothing more than to sink inside her softness, but she wanted to talk.
"I've been meaning to ask you something," I said, stroking my thumbs over her nubs. She drew in a shaky breath, her lust-hooded eyes meeting mine. "It can wait."
She laughed freely. "We'll never be able to talk about anything, you know that, right? There is not a time in this lifetime when I don't want you."
"The feeling is very much mutual, my love." I positioned her above my aching hardness, and she slowly sank on me.
The talk had to be postponed for another time.
Bella's hands cupped my cheeks, as she showed me exactly how much she loved me, how much she enjoyed our nights alone in the forest. I basked in every single figment of her mind I could get, because I treasured these moments she allowed me inside her beautiful head.
Close to the break of dawn, we picked at our discarded clothes.
If it weren't for our daughter, I doubted we'd be in a hurry to return home after our blissful nights.
"Tell me," Bella inquired, slipping on her short light blue dress. It was torn at her ribs after a struggle with a mountain lion. It evaded me how she could still get her clothes ripped while hunting, but it made her even more endearing to watch during that moment she gave herself to her senses.
There was nothing more alluring on earth than Bella hunting. Except, maybe, Bella's passion during our lovemaking.
I caught her hand, squeezing her delicate, yet firm skin. I had long ago stopped worrying about hurting her with my touches.
There was no easy way to broach this subject. I tried not to wince at what I was about to suggest to my innocent wife. She was watching me curiously, yet with an underline of anxiety in her golden eyes.
I didn't want her to worry about anything, so I curbed the waiting.
"I'm not sure if you're aware how close the family is," I started.
"Of course, you're close! We're close," she added with a smile.
"Let me rephrase it," I tried to choose my words carefully, "The family is close, but they are also close on an intimate level."
Bella's mouth dropped and her eyes widened. "What," she gasped.
I ran a hand through my hair, quickly understanding I wasn't the best candidate to explain about the Wild Hunt, but at the same time, I was the only one who'd tell her about this in a clinical way, in a way that didn't sound perverse.
"It started several years after Emmett joined us," I said, keeping our eyes locked. I didn't want to miss any fickle or awareness or fear or repulsion from her reaction. "It happened while we were hunting. He had the most horrifying and impure thoughts about Rosalie and Esme. By the time our thirst was sated later that night, the girls were washing each other in a lake."
"Naked?" Bella interrupted, her breath hitching.
I couldn't help but chuckle. "Is there any other way someone could wash themselves?" I teased.
She shrugged adorably, hiding her face behind her hair. I lifted her chin, smiling indulgently. I could bet her cheeks would have been blooming with blood were she still human. The memory of her red cheeks and the potent smell in the air due to her embarrassment were vivid in my head.
"Carlisle surprised me by entertaining the same absurd thoughts as Emmett," I continued my story.
"Carlisle?" she repeated incredulously.
"I know you see him as the leader of the family – and he is, but don't forget he is only a few years older than us. His body has the same urges as ours."
"Oh, God." Bella covered her face with her hands, the inflexions in her voice made it clear she was repulsed by that idea. "I'll never be able to look him in the eye again." Her hands dropped and she stared at me appalled. "Esme, too?"
"I'm afraid so." I nodded.
"Wow…" Her eyes searched mine, and I'd never wanted to read her mind more than in that very second. The myriad of emotions crossing her face made me long for a glimpse inside her brain. "You?"
It was my turn to be appalled. "Me?" I choked out the word, half-amused, half-perplexed.
"I'm curious…how…could you not join them?"
Of course, I should have been used to her unexpected reactions by now, but this one took me by surprise. It seemed Bella accepted this side of our family. She was curious about it, judging by the sparkle in her eyes.
"Must I remind you of the delicate human girl who made me a man on our wedding night?" I teased.
Bella stepped closer, her fingers touching my jaw. She allowed me inside her scrambled thoughts. She couldn't understand how I could resist not to join the others, what sort of effort it had taken me to stay away from them, especially now that she knew what it was like to be a vampire and especially to enjoy the pleasure of flesh as one.
"Please keep in mind I didn't exactly know what I was missing out on," I reminded her gently. "Allow me to compare what I saw in my family's mind and every other perverted mind I'd ever encountered as a virgin watching pornographic movies. He'd enjoy it to an extent enough to bring him pleasure if he chose to, but he'd never understand the depths of that carnal feeling of actually having sex."
Bella bit on her lips, letting her hands drop to her side, as her shoulders shook in laughter. "I have no idea how you can make talking about sex in such clinical ways sound so hot, that I want to continue where we left off." Her eyes flitted to the flattened spot in the grass where we'd spent the best part of the previous night.
"Bella, you taught me there was nothing embarrassing or wrong about desiring you so intensely. I'd always found it repulsing how couples couldn't stop touching or kissing each other. And I'm not only talking about the family; I mean everyone I'd ever encountered in my life."
"It brings me back to square one – your supernatural self-control. You've always restrained yourself so much around me, on so many levels, it's difficult to begin to imagine what was inside your soul every moment we were together when I was human."
"I drove Jasper to despair at the time," I admitted.
Bella inhaled sharply. "Alice and Jasper?"
"Yes," I nodded, knowing she wanted to know if they'd ever joined in the family's shenanigans.
"And now it's our turn?" She searched my eyes, twining our fingers between our bodies.
I froze for a moment. She believed it was mandatory for us to be part of the debauchery. "No, love. We don't have to do anything you don't want."
"Then why did you tell me? Do you want it?"
I wasn't sure if her voice sounded accusing or anxious. I never wanted her to doubt our love and commitment to each other.
"Is it like prom, a rite of passage?" she asked, before I could gather my thoughts and explain why I'd even told her about this to begin with.
Yet again, the way her mind worked amazed me. "Of course not, my love." I gathered her into my arms, embracing her tightly and kissing along her hairline. "It was something Carlisle suggested. He wanted you to be aware of this, and if we ever want to join the Wild Hunt, we're more than welcomed."
Her head tilted to stare at me alarmed. "The Wild Hunt? Isn't that a legend, too?"
I couldn't help but laugh at the horrified look in her eyes. "That's the poor name Emmett had come with for their month of carnal pleasure spent far away from me."
"Oh. Oh, I see." She tucked her head under my chin, and I smiled into her hair. "I'm curious."
"But?" I rubbed her back, feeling her tense muscles under my fingers.
"I'm not sure about…you know…Carlisle and Esme…like that."
"I understand you completely. We could merely watch for the first time we join them."
"There's no such thing as just watching live porn, Edward!"
We both laughed at her statement, somewhat relaxing.
"I can tell Carlisle you're not ready yet. He'll understand."
"Has this happened since I joined the family?" she asked, narrowing her eyes.
"That time they left Forks before us, giving us time alone for closure with Charlie and Billy." I watched awareness dawning in her eyes. "And a couple years ago when we moved here, after our time spent on Esme's island."
"I should have known something was different when the whole family left for a month. I thought they gave us some privacy with Jake and Renesmee."
"That was the core of their decision to make the trip," I explained.
"They're going to be alone while we'd be gone for so long," she mumbled. A second later she ripped herself away from me, her eyes wild in alarm. "They're never to know about this. NEVER."
My stomach roiled in an unfamiliar way. It probably rivaled the way a human felt before getting sick. "Without a doubt," I vowed.
Bella's shoulders sagged. "I want to say yes, but…can I think about it?"
"Of course. We can even join the others after they've started their trip."
"When do they want to go? It sounds like everything is already planned."
"Carlisle is thinking maybe August. Alice sees it happening after mid-July." I refused to influence Bella's decision by telling her how all of Alice's visions involved us joining the family. To my chagrin, Alice kept me out of her mind whenever she got glimpses of this upcoming Wild Hunt.
To a point, I was relieved not to be bombarded with sexual fantasies at every turn, but I was curious about who Bella would choose as her first extra-marital experience. It had to be Alice, but if it was one of my brothers…who would he be?
I saw a wicked glimpse in Bella's eyes, but it was gone before I could read too much into it. The minx had already made up her mind.
We returned home hand in hand.
Bella jerked me to a stop on the porch, her eyes trained to the window showing us inside the kitchen. Her fingers flexed around mine, as she took in the most unwelcoming image I wanted to see.
Renesmee was plating pancakes, and Jacob had his arms around her from behind. Her head tilted toward him and they were kissing. Judging by the natural way they were carrying that posture, it wasn't the first time it happened.
Suddenly, his eyes opened wide and stared into mine, horror filling them fast.
Fuck. Busted. Fuck. Don't make a scene, he begged.
I steered Bella toward the garage with difficulty. She looked ready to rip Jacob's head off.
"Shh," I murmured, opening the passenger door of my new Lamborghini.
She threw me a venomous look, but complied.
"What's wrong?" Renesmee's apprehensive voice was clearly heard all the way to the garage. I could see the conflict in Jacob's eyes through hers. I trusted him to explain to her that they'd been spotted with his usual lack of tact, but he surprised me.
I was sitting behind the wheel with the doors firmly locked when he spoke. It wasn't like the feeble lock could restrain Bella if she chose to attack him, but it stalled her for a moment, long enough for Jacob to explain himself.
If we'd learned anything from the Volturi's visit, it was to stop and listen to the others when there was an argument. It had helped immensely with maintaining harmony in the family. Especially when I got into mindless debates with either Rosalie or Emmett. The only ones not even trying to be nice to each other at any given time were Jacob and Rosalie. Everyone, besides Renesmee, had stopped attempting to make them be friendly toward each other.
I watched Jacob's hand touching our daughter's face, and my fingers clenched on the steering wheel. "I think it's time to tell your parents, honey. It's a miracle we've been able to hide for so long."
Bella's hands turned into fists on her lap, her upper lips curling to reveal her gleaming teeth.
Renesmee was confused why Jacob had brought that out of the blue. She could be as unobservant as her mother when she was engrossed in her…boyfriend. I winced at the thought. I had to get used to that idea.
I revved the engine, backing away between the wall and Rosalie's sleek red convertible. This BMW model wasn't even available on the market, but Emmett had gifted it to her as their eighty year anniversary.
Oh no! Renesmee panicked. What did you see? she asked me silently.
"We'll return in one hour," I said, spinning the car and heading toward the nearest town. It would give them enough time to get their story straight.
When we were at a safe distance away, I dared a look at Bella. She was still as a statue, her eyes burning in rage.
Everyone in the family was aware of my reaction to the moment Jacob and Renesmee's relationship would take a different turn. I wasn't sure why they expected me to be the one to flip. I had the insight to know when that happened, before they even made the conscious decision. Besides, if I'd wanted to hurt Jacob, I could have easily done it from the moment he first imprinted on our daughter. But I hadn't, because I could see it all in his head and I knew what love was and how it could hurt.
Of course, the family failed to remember it was Bella who was the one going for the jugular when she'd found out Jacob had imprinted on our newborn daughter.
She had relaxed enough to accept their friendship in the past years, which had given me faux hope for her reaction to finding out about the moment they started dating. We all knew it was the next step, yet it was clear Bella needed to clear her head before confronting them.
I didn't want another altercation between her and Jacob, because now Renesmee could actually speak her mind and she'd side with Jacob. I had kept her secret from the glimpse she caught back then of Bella attacking Jacob. She had been worried about him while trying to understand why her own mother, who she barely knew, was hurting her friend.
"Where are the others?" Bella asked after what felt like years, when in reality was mere minutes spent in maddening silence.
"Not home." She turned her narrowed eyes on me, and I raised my hands in the air for a moment, before replacing them on the steering wheel. "They must have decided to give Jacob and Renesmee some privacy. They rarely are alone."
"Look what happens if they're left alone," she spat.
"Bella, love, please don't forget this is something you have no control over."
"How long have you been hiding this from me?" she demanded.
I exhaled slowly, not ready to start an argument. "A while."
Her teeth gritted. "How long is a while, Edward?"
"Several months?" I shrugged. "The thing is I don't know when their relationship shifted in this direction. They've done their best to keep me out of the loop."
"Jacob can't keep a secret to save his life," she huffed.
"Believe me, he's better at keeping secrets than you might think. As for Nessie, I try not to pry into her mind if I can help it."
Bella moaned quietly. "I'm not ready for this," she said in her hands, covering her face.
"For the first time in my life, I understand where your father's worries and protectiveness toward you came from whenever I was around. This is not something we have any sort of control over, more so in this situation. They're destined to be together."
She dropped her hands to stare at me incredulously. I braced myself for one of her most unexpected reactions.
"When did you become Team Jacob?"
I laughed at her ridiculous question. "If you want a juvenile answer, I'll tell you I'm Team Renesmee. All I want is our daughter to be happy. Jacob makes her happy."
"I'm a horrible person," Bella mumbled, closing her eyes.
I bit back my usual retort to her statement. She was no longer human, but her selfless trait had stuck to her.
"You're allowed to feel protective of Renesmee, but please keep in mind Jacob is the only person on this earth who'd ever make her happy, who'd protect her even if it meant him perishing, he'd do absolutely anything for her. If I didn't have this insight…"
"You'd have beaten me to attacking him after I woke up as a vampire?" she joked.
"He'd be no longer," I admitted sorely.
Bella chewed on her lips for a few moments. "I never thought I'd live to see the day when I wanted to hurt my friend."
"You have to trust me on this," I said slowly. "You have nothing to worry about. Your anger toward him is based on silly human traits lingering inside you, your maternal instincts. But we aren't going to lose Nessie. She'll always be part of the family…with Jacob."
"You're right. We can turn around now."
I threw her a large smile. "After a trip to the store. I promised to not hurt him, not to play fair."
Bella watched me curiously, but I didn't explain my intention to remind Jacob about who had the upper hand and that I knew everything.
At the store, Bella tried to talk me out of buying the box of condoms, but I promised her it would be worth it. I didn't even need Alice's gift to have the perfect image of the mortification on Jacob's face in my head.
When we arrived home, Carlisle and Esme were in the living room with Jacob and Renesmee.
"Behave," Bella demanded in a stern voice, as she disappeared up the stairs to change out of her ruined dress.
It had attracted quite the attention at the store, and I had to restrain myself from taking the cashier's eyes out when he ogled the displayed skin of Bella's ribs and hip.
Renesmee avoided my eyes, while Jacob pretended to be engrossed in rearranging the video games. Esme met my gaze, silently asking why the youngest members of our family were acting so peculiar. I lifted one shoulder, having mastered the silent way to communicate with my family ages ago.
"Can I have a word with you, Carlisle?" I asked.
He nodded, leading me to his study. What have you done to the children?
I rolled my eyes. It was amusing how he thought of them as children, when both of them were around our age, give or take a year or two. But Carlisle had considered all of us his children for decades, though, after Renesmee's birth, she and Jacob had become the actual children of the family.
"It happened," I chose to answer, avoiding any word that might give them away.
Oh! His eyes shone with love. About time.
"I couldn't agree more," I said quietly. Only I knew the torture of glimpses into their minds and their newfound feelings for each other.
Is this what you wanted to discuss? I hope you don't plan on having the talk with Jacob.
I gave him a perturbed look. "I have no idea what makes you think I'll entertain the thought of hurting Jacob."
A cacophony of thoughts bombarded me – worry and anxiety from Renesmee and Esme, anger from Jacob, and amusement from Carlisle. All I could hear from Bella was a huff, as if she didn't agree with me.
Of course. You'll allow that pleasure to your wife, Carlisle chuckled.
I refused to be baited like that. "The reason I wanted to speak to you has to do with my wife, but nothing in regards to her reaction to this matter. Bella would never harm Jacob, because that means our daughter would suffer."
Carlisle shot me a speculative look. Then, how can I help you?
"We've decided to join you in August," I said slowly.
He had enough tact not to comment on what I just agreed to. "That's wonderful news!"
I nodded in agreement. "We're tentative about some aspects…regarding you and Esme, but we're pretty much amiable to join you."
He chuckled, amused at the way I was talking about their month of sex-fest. "Then you will both be pleased to hear I'm taking Esme away to the island during that time. It will be just you and the others." Esme is just as wary as you about this experience. She wants both you and Bella to feel at ease during your first time. There will be other Wild Hunts for us to be part of them too.
"Thank you," I said fervently. I'd never been more grateful for how kind and understanding both Carlisle and Esme were.
You have to promise not to worry about the children being left alone. We all know what will happen during that month.
I grimaced. "Thanks for reminding me," I muttered.
I became aware of a hushed argument from the living room. Nessie was trying to keep Jacob from starting a quarrel with me.
"Excuse me—" I barely had the words out, when Jacob's heavy feet thumped toward Carlisle's study.
The door opened with a loud bang as it slammed against the wall. His dark eyes glared daggers at me. It was funny how even he failed to understand I wasn't the one he should fear.
"Let me spare you wasting your time," I said, getting up from the chair. "I'm not upset. You have my blessing," I added, walking to him.
Jacob watched me with a calculating look, trying to figure out where the catch was. Then his eyes widened when he heard Bella telling Renesmee to take a walk with her.
I was worrying about the wrong leech all along.
"Bella will be thrilled to know you think so highly of her," I said in a low, threatening voice, but he had no right to start calling his best friend names.
Shit. "Is she upset?"
"Bella understands, but it's difficult. You'll never understand it," I told him sadly. I hoped he'd never understand, because the thought of him and Renesmee turning us into grandparents was a thought I tried not to think if I could avoid it. Besides the fact that would defy everything we believed as impossible, it would endanger the family on a whole new level.
Just to make light of the implication of my statement, I fished out the box of condoms from my pocket and placed it in his palm. "Make sure I never become a grandpa."
I'm going to die.
No way, he said that.
No way…
Fuck, this is mortifying.
I almost felt bad for planting that fear inside Jacob's mind, but he better think twice before he made my mistake by simply believing it was impossible.
Was it necessary to embarrass the poor boy like this? Carlisle's reproachful thought reminded me we weren't alone.
Jacob avoided my eyes as he rushed out of the room, leaving his stench in his wake. I just shrugged at Carlisle, realizing I was going to enjoy teasing him.
What happened to Black? He feels…humiliated. Jasper's thoughts approaching the house made me feel somewhat bad for the childish way I'd acted toward Jacob.
You're joining us! Bella's decided! Alice was beside herself with happiness.
I joined them in the foyer. Jasper met my eyes, attempting to calm the spirits in the house. His wife's level of excitement was giving him powerful giddy waves, only to be lapped by Jacob's shame crashing over him.
"Jacob, let's join Bella and Renesmee. We have to talk."
No way! You're not going to embarrass me in front of her, too! He shouted from his room.
"I apologize for what I said. Come on, before Jasper has a meltdown," I joked.
"Family of freaks," Jacob muttered, storming past me through the door.
I shrugged, rolling my eyes at Alice and Jasper when they stared after him in wonder. "Teenagers," I said, amused.
"As if you're more mature than me," Jacob spat from the porch.
"I never claimed to be, but maturity comes with age. And I'm old enough to—"
"Don't finish that," he begged, leading the way into the forest following Bella and Renesmee's scents.
.
.
.
Bella had been too eager to accept Rosalie and Emmett's offer to take Renesmee and Jacob on a trip to New York City for the weekend.
A week after the dreadful conversation we had in the forest with the two of them, we had to trust Rosalie and Emmett, the epitome of inappropriate behavior and public displays of affection, to keep an eye on our daughter and her boyfriend.
The family hadn't even acted surprised when we explained what had happened. After that day, neither Jacob, nor Renesmee had shied away from showing us the new status of their relationship.
I wasn't sure if all parents had this insane urge to murder their child's significant other, but I was close to losing my mind with them under the same roof.
Maybe this time spent apart would do all of us some good.
As a last minute decision on Alice's part, she'd joined them on their trip. The five of them had left the previous evening, catching a night flight to avoid any incidents. They would need Alice's weatherman skills if they wanted to avoid any dramatic changes of the forecasted cloudy New York skies.
To my surprise, Esme and Carlisle chose to begin their trip to the island a few hours ago. I was shocked to hear the local hospital agreed to part with their best surgeon for three months.
Bella led me downstairs by the hand. She was only wearing one of my white dress shirts and her white lace panties. I'd stopped arguing about what she wore when she'd pointed out to me that I wasn't her father, and this was the twenty-first century.
Though, I felt bad for Jasper. It was rare when one of them chose to be apart from their mate for a long period of time. Because, we all knew the others weren't going to return in just two days. Such shopping trips could last several weeks.
We either went in pairs, or all the girls went together, leaving us men behind.
"Hi," Bella grinned at Jasper, swinging our clasped hand, stopping in the doorway of the living room.
Jasper looked away from the book he was reading. "Hello there."
I stared at him frozen in shock. He'd never shown interest in my Bella, apart from the time when she was human, but it was her blood that he'd desired. Now, his thoughts wandered to uncharted territories – her bare legs, the shape of her breasts under my shirt, her slender neck.
"Jasper," I hissed, taking a step in front of Bella.
His eyes slid to me, and all my jealousy and anger morphed into lust. His lust aimed at…me. It wasn't the first time Jasper had seen me in my undershirt or shorts, but somehow, he was seeing me for the first time as more than his brother.
I wasn't sure if the thought horrified me or cemented my fears about the Wild Hunt. Maybe I was the one reticent to be part of the debauchery, not Bella.
"Jasper," Bella's soft voice chided him playfully. "Let's not scare Edward on his birthday."
"I thought we agreed you weren't going to acknowledge this day," I said, tearing my eyes from Jasper's to look at my wife.
She smirked. "Oh, I was all for ignoring it, then an idea came to me. You planted this thought in my head and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted it to be the reality."
Jasper wasn't quick enough to start reciting the Pledge of Allegiance in his head, before I caught a glimpse of him and Bella hashing out details about today.
I searched Bella's amused eyes, wanting more than ever to know what she was thinking.
"Don't over analyze this," Jasper suggested, joining us in the doorway. "Bella wants you to have a good time."
"You're more than enough to satisfy me, Bella," I argued softly, aware I'd already lost this fight.
"I want you prepared for the Wild Hunt, Edward. I talked with Alice and Rose. I know what to expect. And I don't want you to freak out on us," she whispered, squeezing my fingers. "Jasper offered to help."
I winced, daring a look at my brother. I was well aware of how intense the emotions Jasper projected on others could be. I'd experienced it first-hand several times, and the impact was flabbergasting.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, Edward," Jasper said seriously. "Just enjoy." His smile stretched on his face, as he reached out to rub my bicep.
I braced myself, but Jasper shook his head.
You're not ready yet for any surcharge of emotions. Let me know if it gets awkward. He held my eyes, while stepping closer.
I nodded, waiting for his next move, tense and worried.
Bella turned into my arms, looping her arms around my neck and kissing me slowly. When she opened my mouth to snake her tongue around mine, I felt unfamiliar hands on my stomach as Jasper ripped my undershirt off my body.
A guttural moan escaped my throat when Jasper's hands roamed my chest, his thumbs stroking over my pebbled nipples. Bella smiled against my lips.
"Happy birthday, Edward," she whispered, gripping my hair, claiming my lips in another deep kiss.
Let go of your worries. Enjoy the moment. Feel, Jasper urged silently. One of his hands slid to the front of my shorts.
My eyelids fluttered at the feeling of his hand cupping me, touching my hardening length. A wave of lust nearly knocked me out.
Bella groaned loudly, taking my hands and putting them on her breasts over my shirt she was wearing. She was just as affected by the hopefully unwanted wave of lust Jasper had sent to us.
I pushed the collar aside, bending my head to kiss Bella's shoulder, while Jasper's hands kept exploring my body. Everything he felt was transferred to me, considering he lost control of his power when he was so aroused.
As much as I'd used to avoid Rosalie and Emmett, Alice and Jasper were a thousand times worse. Their love for each other was so powerful, especially when he let go of the control over his emotions during their private time.
"Is this how you torture Alice every day?" Bella moaned throatily, turning to look at Jasper.
"It's not torture if she enjoys it," Jasper drawled. He caught my eyes. Is kissing allowed? We do it during the Wild Hunt.
I beat down the jealous monster within me. "Ask first."
He chuckled, amused, before wrapping an arm around Bella's waist. "Am I allowed to kiss you, darlin'?"
Bella shot me a worried look. I smiled in encouragement, hoping it didn't look as strained as it felt.
"Both of us?" she asked, yet again surprising me.
"If it's what Edward wants, of course."
They both turned to look at me. I'd never imagined kissing a man. I didn't even think too in depth what joining the Wild Hunt would mean. There would be more than kissing exchanged between all of us.
Jasper cupped my cheeks. I felt my bones melting under the powerful calming vibes he sent my way. Holding my eyes, he angled his head to the side, before touching his lips to mine softly. It felt so different than kissing Bella.
Jasper smelled different – like the ground after rain and like the sand under a merciless sun. He pried my lips open, and I accepted the intrusion. I realized I wasn't even fighting this. Of course, Jasper was the best candidate to loosen my nerves and ease my mental image about what would happen during the trip.
Bella's potent arousal hit my nostrils, and my eyes shot to her. She'd discarded my shirt. She was leaning against the doorframe, one of her hands inside her panties, her head thrown back, lips parted, hooded eyes glued on us.
"Shall we move this to a bedroom?" Jasper asked. "I can't take much more."
"That's so hot," Bella breathed out, licking her lips. "I want to taste you, too."
Jasper's lips curled into a smile, as he glided to her side, pushing her up against the doorframe. He caught her wrists in one of his hands, trapping them above her head, as he kissed her roughly.
If anyone would have told me I'd feel aroused while watching another man kiss my Bella, I'd have murdered them on the spot for speaking such heinous lies.
"Uh, Jasper," she cried out.
"So wet for us, darlin'…"
Bella moaned loudly, catching my eyes. "Please."
I joined them, scooping her in my arms, following Jasper upstairs. He led the way to our bedroom.
I'd learned long ago I couldn't throw Bella on the bed, not without breaking it and suffering endless teasing from Emmett from breaking furniture without even actually fucking my wife.
I lay her gently in the middle of the bed, covering her body with mine. I froze when I felt Jasper crawling behind me.
Relax, Edward, he insisted, running a hand over my spine. A shudder of pleasure rippled under my skin. Where Jasper touched me, it felt like a high voltage source of power made contact with my skin, its energy consuming me slowly.
Bella looked at him over my shoulder, and I caught Jasper's memories about their conversation the other day. This time, he allowed me to see.
Jasper and Bella were in the woods, a few feet away from the carcasses of several deer. She was digging her toe in the dirt at her feet as she timidly asked him about his thoughts on the Wild Hunt.
"It's the most intense sexual experience I've ever had," he'd told her.
"We're planning on joining the next one."
Jasper had chuckled. "How did you find out about this? I thought we were keeping it away from Edward's innocent eyes."
Bella had rolled her eyes, huffing, as she glared at him. "Edward's known about it since it became a thing in the family. I don't know how you think anyone could keep a secret from him."
"We try." Jasper had shrugged, still chuckling.
"Anyway, Edward told me about it. I want us to join you." Her voice had wavered. "But I'm afraid he's going to panic when faced with the reality of what it means. He explained the details about this trip in such clinical ways, I'm sure he doesn't fully understand what's going to happen."
"And you do?"
"Of course." Bella had looked hurt by his incredulity. "I even spoke with Rose and Alice. They confirmed my suspicions."
"Okay…how can I help, darlin'?"
Her lips had curled into a wicked smile that I'd learned to dread when it came to new sexual experiences. Bella's imagination was far wilder than I'd ever believed. It proved we were born a century apart.
"I want to loosen his nerves. Would you like to help? As a present for his birthday."
"Sounds like a hell of a birthday for Edward. If he wasn't already dead, he'd drop dead on the spot upon hearing your suggestion."
Bella had shaken her head, a small smile playing at her lips. "He's more open than you might believe."
I stared at Bella incredulously while Jasper played their conversation in his head.
How open are you? His fingers traced my spine stopping at the elastic band of my underwear.
Of course, his question had a double meaning, which I refused to acknowledge at the moment. Though, it became clear what it meant to bring Jasper in our bed.
This was a present for me, which meant he was going to bring me pleasure, not Bella. I wasn't ever sure I could allow him to touch Bella like that. Could I allow him to touch me like that?
Once again, Bella proved how well she knew me by suggesting this play. I was already having doubts and second thoughts about accepting Jasper this way.
I wanted to join the Wild Hunt more out of curiosity than anything else. A part of me was aware everyone switched partners during that trip, but in my mind I couldn't picture any member of my family having sex with anyone else other than their mate.
When Jasper's hand dipped inside my underwear and one of his fingers traced the crevice between my ass cheeks, I shoved him away by reflex.
Bella gasped, turning to check on Jasper sprawled on the floor of our bedroom. Then her eyes met mine, worrying, dancing in her honey pools.
"I didn't expect that," I said, mostly to Jasper.
"Okay, then I'll walk you through what I'm going to do as I go," he promised, joining us again.
"Out loud. I want to hear it," Bella begged. "And you better not sit here frozen like a statue while he touches you." Her eyes met mine.
Her palm cupped my cheek, and I couldn't help but smile as she allowed me a glimpse inside her beautiful mind. She was imagining us making love while Jasper was behind me.
The thought aroused me more than I wanted to admit.
I glanced at Jasper over my shoulder. He was sitting on his haunches, now fully naked. He lifted a brow at me. Like what you see, Edward?
I tried not to look down where he was working his hand over his engorged manhood.
You can look, he urged, as if hearing my fears. But he could feel it, so it was the same. You have to be familiarized with what's going to be inside you.
I tensed up, my eyes freezing on where his hand was stroking himself. I had no idea if I'd ever let go of my inhibitions and beliefs to speak so freely about what I desired. I did it sometimes with Bella, but only when we were alone and the passion for each other consumed me, disabling the filter between my brain and my mouth.
Bella's fingers curled into the side of my underwear, before she tugged softly, tearing it away from my body. Her small hand wrapped around my penis, and I groaned, fire consuming my veins.
Another aspect was that I doubted I'd ever be able to call any body parts anything crude, like my brothers enjoyed doing. Even Bella said these terrible words sometimes when her need for me got the best of her, when I'd tease her endlessly, trying to prolong her pleasure.
I channeled my focus on running my hands all over her delectable body, while kissing her slowly. Jasper warned me inside his head that he was going to touch me again.
This time, his touch on my ass came accessorized with a wave of lust. It consumed me, making me groan loudly.
One of his fingers traced my hole. His other hand caressed my back up until his fingers knotted into the hair at the base of my neck. I'd come to understand how aroused that gesture made me feel from the early days of mine and Bella's relationship. The feeling of blunt nails scraping my scalp sent tingles of lust all over my body.
My back arched, as I groaned. It encouraged both of them. Bella's lips latched to my throat, kissing and licking the exposed skin – another oversensitive part of my body. Jasper pushed his finger inside my hole, and I seized up, growling deep in my chest.
Feels so good, I know, he acknowledged. His memories took him to Maria's camp and the lonely nights when Peter joined him, before Charlotte was even in the picture.
Bella's legs hooked around my waist, pulling me closer toward the spot she needed me. I didn't waste any time pushing deep inside her, because I couldn't wait another moment. The need to claim her burned in my veins. I'd never been so turned on, and I knew it was Jasper's added stimulus that made the experience more blissful. Bella's fingers were in my hair and on the back of my neck, as she gasped, meeting my thrusts, moaning louder than she'd ever dared while making love inside the house.
"By now, I'm not even sure who's fueling the lust – you two or me," Jasper chuckled, pulling his finger out of me. His hands squeezed my ass, before he pressed himself against the crevice. You have one second to back down, he demanded silently. Even his thoughts dripped with desire.
I reached back to grab his thigh. "Please."
It felt like my head was disconnected from my body. I'd never wanted anything more than to have him inside me while I had Bella wrapped around me.
When Jasper pushed inside, any traces of discomfort were quickly replaced by intense pleasure. The lengths of his power surprised me at every turn. It was intriguing how I could find new aspects of his power every time he decided to test it.
"Oh, God!" Bella cried out, clenching around me, her chest pressed into mine as she shuddered delicately.
"Too much?" Jasper joked, pushing in all the way until his pelvic bone was resting against my ass. "I'm just trying to loosen Edward's nerves. He's not making it easy on me."
"I don't think I've ever come so hard," she panted, her mouth going slack, when Jasper pulled out of me almost all the way only to push back hard. The movement jostled me inside her.
I usually allowed her a few moments to recover from her pleasure.
Bella's moans reached new high notes as Jasper used my body to prolong Bella's pleasure while showing me a new kind of pleasure. I'd never believed this would be a situation I'd find myself in, let alone enjoy so much.
"How many orgasms have you given Bella in a row?" Jasper asked curiously.
I was about to scold him for asking such a private question, but Bella beat me to the answer. "Several."
"What does several mean?" Jasper insisted, changing the angle inside me.
As much as I wasn't used to any kind of intrusion in that hole, I had to admit that the pleasure it brought was beyond my wildest dreams. Especially when his angle of penetration made him touch a spot that made my eyes cross in ecstasy.
"Three?" Bella's voice sounded like a distant dream.
My whole being was focused on what Jasper was doing to me, what he was making me feel. The tightening in my belly, the tingles in my toes, the constant friction of his dick inside me moving slowly, effectively bringing both me and Bella pleasure.
You have endless time on your hands and you don't even explore how many times you can make your woman come before she loses her mind? Jasper asked me incredulously.
I was all for telling him that if we didn't have any other duty, we'd blissfully live joined in the middle and in complete isolation to be able to enjoy ourselves.
Though, his thoughts showed me he was speaking of a different kind of pleasure brought to his woman other than the one coming from lovemaking.
I'd only allowed Bella a handful of times to put her mouth on my penis, because it felt denigrating in my mind. I couldn't believe she actually enjoyed that, even when she'd decided to show me exactly how much she loved sucking me.
As for me kissing her clit, we rarely indulged in that – only when we were alone. Bella turned into a wild woman when my lips and tongue touched her there.
I had never dared anything of the sort Jasper was showing me. I feared hurting Bella somehow to keep pushing her limits after an intense release. Judging by Jasper's memories of his and Alice's private time, we'd been missing out. I had to test that next time we were alone.
A powerful wave of lust and pleasure that wasn't even mine hit me out of nowhere. Jasper's movement faltered inside me. Bella thrashed under me, crying out my name. Not thinking clearly, I snapped my hips into hers to take her over the edge where I knew she was dangling. My uncalculated gesture made Jasper howl my name as he spilled deep inside me. That sensation combined with Bella's inner walls clenched around me, I came undone seeing stars.
After several moments of simply enjoying that bliss, we were all laying on the bed, curled around each other.
"Thank you," I said, meeting Jasper's eyes.
He laughed loudly. "That's definitely not what I expected, but…you're welcome."
"You gave me a taste of what to expect."
"Oh, Edward." His mind told me more than his words.
I was gentle now. Imagine Emmett doing what I just did in the throes of passion. Imagine the lust you just felt multiplied tenfold. Imagine watching our wives together.
The thoughts he planted on my brain made arousal spike through my veins.
He gave me a knowing smile. I'll let you test out how many orgasms you can give Bella until she goes mad with need.
When he sat up, Bella's hand shot to stop him. I watched her curiously, still debating if I was ready for what he'd suggested.
She was chewing on her lips as she glanced at me. "My turn?" she asked meekly.
The growl building in my chest was more instinctual, because the idea of Bella experiencing what I'd just felt was more arousing than anything else.
"Don't hold back," I told Jasper. My words made both of them stare at me equally amused.
Then, Bella was climbing on Jasper's lap, kissing him roughly. Jasper didn't even have to touch me, for me to experience the waves of lust transpiring between them. While Bella sank on his erection, Jasper reached for me.
Go behind her. Touch her breasts. Kiss her neck. Trust me.
Bella convulsed in his lap as I did what he instructed me.
Do you trust me? Jasper met my eyes.
I nodded, because by now I was aware he was expert level at pleasing someone.
Join me inside her. You're not going to hurt her.
My hands froze on Bella's soft breasts, my breath caught in my throat.
Trust me. Jasper held my eyes. Your choice – both of us in her pussy, or you get to enjoy her ass.
I was horrified at his suggestion. I couldn't believe I was entertaining such impure thoughts about Bella, never mind accepting the fact that she was currently experiencing another man.
"Edward," she breathed out, one of her hands reaching behind her to wrap around my neck and bring me closer. "I love you."
I claimed her lips in a deep kiss, telling her without words I appreciated this surprise of hers. It was broadening my horizons regarding sex and loosening my nerves about the Wild Hunt.
"As I love you," I whispered, trailing a line of small kisses to her ear and down her neck. "I want to join Jasper in bringing you pleasure."
Her body arched at my words. The hand in my hair gripping it harder and her lips parted for a loud moan to escape her throat.
"Would you like that?" I had to be sure.
"Yes. Please, Edward."
Jasper's hands covered mine on her breasts. He squeezed, making her shudder in a way I knew too well.
"Where do you want him, darlin'? This delicious pussy of yours or your ass?"
My fingers twitched, trapped between Bella's pebbled nipples and Jasper's iron's grip.
Bella's head was thrown back, resting on my shoulder. Her lust-hooded eyes met mine. "My pussy."
Like every other time I heard her speaking such dirty words, the ache in my groin intensified. Unlike how I usually operated, double-checking if she was sure to try something like that, I guided my erection to where Jasper was.
"Oh my!" Bella twisted to kiss me roughly as I slipped inside her along Jasper's hardness.
The new sensations were beyond words, especially feeling him against me as we moved inside Bella. She appeared to have stopped breathing as her mouth dropped open and her eyes rolled back.
"Does it hurt?" I had to know. I'd stop, even if it would be the most difficult thing I'd ever done.
"No," she breathed out. "Oh, no." Her eyes fluttered shut, her fingers gripping my hair tightly.
I push in, you pull out, Jasper instructed. I could tell he was barely holding it together, and I braced myself for the moment he'd lose control over his feelings.
Bella's other hand landed with a slap on Jasper's chest, as she started moving over us. Her body was doing the most sensual dance as we worked in tandem to bring her pleasure. She fell apart on us multiple times, crying out louder and louder after every release.
Jasper's arousal washed over me like a giant unexpected wave plunging me underwater. I gripped Bella's waist, feebly trying to anchor myself on the most real thing in my life as I experienced the most powerful orgasm in my existence.
Bella shouted, convulsing on us, drenching us in her juices.
"Good God…how is Alice still alive?" she chuckled lifelessly, as we flopped on our backs on the mattress.
Jasper laughed liberatingly. "She's not." She saw you refusing this last part. Can't wait to prove to her she was wrong about something.
I snorted. "You're the best manipulator in the world," I said, amused.
"I was born to touch your feelings," he declared.
Bella giggled, curling into my side, caressing my cheek. "I think we're ready for the Wild Hunt."
I smiled brightly. "Yes, we are."
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