Angel feels nothing but pleasure as she is held between her mates. It's overwhelming. Mind-blowing. Transcendent. She is kissing Jasper while laying on top of Edward. Their hardness encases her, while Jasper's tongue thrusts deeply into her mouth claiming her as his. Edward's hands are on her breasts, plucking at the hard nubs he finds there, his mouth on her throat. His fangs are lengthening, grazing her flesh repeatedly which only adds to her pleasure.
Angel is hot. She is on fire. There is no time for thought. Jasper lifts her, now she is on her knees between them, her clothing is ripped off her faster than human hands could manage. They give no thought to the other trio just across the room who are similarly engaged.
Edward and Jasper kiss Angel senseless, their mutual passion drugging her into submission. Jasper sits back on his haunches and then lifts her until she straddles him. Jasper guides her onto his thick, throbbing cock, he sinks inside her welcoming depths just as Edward readies her other opening with knowledgeable fingers and a generous amount of her own juices. Angel whimpers, her lips falling open in breathless wonder. The sensations are forbidden, slightly wicked but so delicious. Edward waits for her to adjust to Jasper's intrusion into her body before aligning himself with her other entrance and slowly sinking inside her too.
Angel cries out in mindless pleasure, unused to such intense sensations. Being filled to the brim was overwhelming and a little frightening. There was no control, she was free falling into oblivion. Her mates are gentle as they begin to move as one, thrusting into her body in unison. Angel orgasmed almost at once, her nerves stretched to capacity.
As her body pulses violently, again and again, the merge is finally complete. Bella and Charlotte become one. Their separate personalities disappear and become one whole new person. Peace fills her as her mates find their release inside her simultaneously. Jasper and Edward kiss over her shoulder and then, without any awkwardness, their kiss includes Angel. Her lips join theirs in a three way kiss which should be impossible but isn't. A glow envelops them, running along their skin and then spreading to their flesh and lighting their bones. They are a perfectly balanced triangle, symmetrical and complete.
Jasper and Edward have never known such peace in their very long existence. The small girl between them is the reason for their happiness, she is everything. They have known from the very beginning that Bella was very special - their destiny. The missing puzzle piece to their slice of forever.
And now that has all come to pass.
Across the room, Rosalie has been forced to submit to her mates, although the natural pull she felt towards them needed very little persuasion. Demetri focuses on his mates and their own slice of paradise. Once their bond is sealed, Rosalie will be unable to leave. Her need to own Jasper will be extinguished forever.
The mating takes only minutes, their bond sealed with love and lust.
Angel is lying between her mates, sated and boneless. They kiss again and again, their delight in each other all too new and consuming. Angel knows that she has finally reached her full potential. It's as if a blindfold has been removed from her eyes. She knows all that Bella and Charlotte did, their knowledge is hers, combined. She is at once killer and Angel, merged into the goddess of death itself. She feels entirely powerful, indestructible, whole.
Guilt fades away as human attachments no longer matter. Those that died at her hands were the necessary catalyst which propelled her to her new life. Her mother and Frank are distant memories.
Edward and Jasper hand hands over Angel's body, their fingers intertwined.
After countless minutes, they dress once more. Vampiric speed renders them blues of colour as they take their leave of the other trio.
Demetri nudges Rosalie forward, and she lowers her eyes, shamed. "I'm sorry." She tells them, her fingers still in Emmett's. Angel is inclined to be generous since she now has everything she wants.
"Apology accepted." She says with a smile, although there is little sincerity in her reply. Edward and Jasper ignore Rosalie, their eyes glued onto the women they both love.
Rosalie and her trio leave in a blur and Angel breathes a deep sigh of relief. All that remains is their forever, to be lived however they choose.
Dark delights awaited them, scrumptious days and nights filled with erotic savagery and three beautiful monsters cavorting through the halls of time.
Immortal.
Invincible.
Together.