I promised you a second part to Electrifying. It took me one year and two months, but I wanted this part to be as good as the first one.
Big 'thank you' to CoppertopJ for making my words readable :)
Enjoy!
"You've got to be kidding me," Bella muttered, as she stepped out of the bookstore. She'd been in there for less than five minutes, only to pick up her book delivery, and there was a cop inspecting her truck, writing on his notepad.
It wasn't even her favorite cop, so she couldn't sweet-talk her way out of that ticket.
"I'm here, I'm here," she said hurriedly, stopping next to the police officer. He towered over her, an impressive six feet five, easily one foot above her small frame. He was also packing some serious muscles, which was kinda intimidating.
The man turned to her, and Bella noticed a pair of kind blue eyes looking startled at her.
"I was just inside the bookstore. The reason why I left my number on the dashboard. I know I parked illegally," she babbled.
"Hello, miss," he said in a gruff voice. "I'm afraid the number on the dashboard doesn't apply when a police officer discovers an illegality."
"Please," she begged. "There's no parking space near this bookstore and they don't make home deliveries." The first editions, fresh from the print of her latest book, were heavy, but she knew that the cop might not appreciate it if she opened the door to place the box inside.
His eyes flitted to the box in her arms, and Bella was surprised when he reached out to help her. "Let's place this inside your truck, and then we'll discuss your ticket."
So he wasn't backing out. Bella wished for an early Christmas miracle in the form of Edward materializing and talking sense into his fellow cop.
After depositing the box with her books inside the truck, the cop turned to her, pulling out his notepad.
"Come on, man," she insisted. "It's almost Christmas. I'll bet there are worse illegalities in this city other than a girl parking on the sidewalk to get her books."
"That might be true, miss, but I happened to find your illegally parked car before I got called about any other issue."
"What the hell are you doing, Emmett?" Bella felt like crying in relief when she heard Edward's voice from behind her.
Emmett…Holy shit. This was Edward's partner in crime, so to speak. More like, partner against crime.
She spun around to find Edward stopped close to her, a to-go cup of coffee in his hand. He winked at her, making her insides melt.
"Trying to give this one a ticket," Emmett answered, sounding upset.
"There's no trying – you either do it, or you don't," Edward said, shaking his head.
"Well, I am," Emmett retorted.
"Is this the moment when I slink away and leave the old married couple to have their fight?" Bella joked.
Edward scowled, but focused his attention on Emmett. "Stop harassing my friend, McCarty." Then, he caught her eyes. "Need help with your order?"
"Nah. Your friend helped me put it in the car before continuing to try giving me a ticket." Bella rolled her eyes. "Can I go? I have to stop by the garage and give Rose her lunch, which she forgot at home this morning."
Edward snorted. "Of course." He opened the door for her, making sure to shove his friend out of the way. "Are we still on for dinner on the Eve?"
"I think so. Unless Dad demands my presence at home."
"Let me know." He tucked a strand of Bella's hair behind her ear, smiling softly.
Ever since her birthday, everything had changed. Whenever they were around each other, they couldn't keep their hands to themselves, and to Bella's shock, Rose accepted the new development in her friendship with Edward.
Bella wasn't even sure if her relationship with Rose had turned into a threesome with Rose and Edward, because the couple of times she'd succumbed to her deepest desire to fuck Edward, it had happened away from her girlfriend.
The first time, Bella had visited him at work in October to take his favorite cookies to him when she'd baked too many with him in mind. The impromptu romp in the archives room had been hotter than hell. She'd been a mess that whole evening and when she'd confessed to Rosalie what she'd done, her girlfriend had laughed, saying she'd expected something like that to happen.
The second time, had been at the end of November when Rose had gone to a car show out of state. The worst storm Bella had seen hit Seattle in the early evening, and she'd found herself calling Edward because she was terrified to sleep alone, like some child.
Bella closed the door of her old truck, biting on her lower lip, feeling mushy from Edward's attention. She'd stopped fighting the feelings overwhelming her. In the past few months, she'd learned that it was possible to be in love with two people at the same time.
She loved Rose to the moon and back, but Edward had weaseled his way into her heart, and she found herself falling for him more and more.
After trying to start her truck several times, she jumped, startled when her door opened. Edward hadn't left.
"Get out of there before I fine you for endangering other innocent people with this ancient piece of shit."
Bella scowled, still struggling to start the engine.
"Come on. I'll drop you off at Rosalie's garage," he insisted in a soft voice.
Bella refused to look at him because the tears of frustration in her eyes might spill out at his concerned eyes.
When Rose had first been introduced to Bella's vehicle, she was amused that the old Chevy truck still functioned, but in the past couple of years, it kept breaking down. Rose had refused to get involved in repairing it after the first few times. It was Rose's associate, Jacob, who always repaired it for Bella, and Bella was sure that her girlfriend was going to fire him one day based on all the sneaky work he did on her truck.
Edward had shared his concern about the safety of driving the truck from moment one, and he kept pointing out to Bella how she should seriously think of investing in a new car.
"Come," he whispered, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and guiding her out of the cab. "Get Bella's stuff, please," he added to Emmett, as he walked her down the street to the cruiser.
Bella pressed her face into his shoulder, a sob erupting from her throat.
"I know how much you care for that truck, but please think about getting one of its grandchildren."
She giggled, wiping her eyes. "Funny," she mumbled, though Edward had managed to make her smile.
"Look, this might be the only matter I agree with Rosalie – you need a new car. I'm scared for you, knowing what could happen when you drive that monstrosity."
"Stop insulting my truck. She just needs Jake."
Edward muttered something under his breath that sounded like "the junkyard", but Bella opted not to hear him.
She ended up in the backseat of the cruiser with her box of books, Rose's lunch, and her purse.
When Edward parked in front of Rose's garage, Bella spotted Jacob outside smoking.
"I've got it. Thanks," she said hurriedly, trying to grab all her stuff and get out of there. If she could get to Jake and explain the situation before Edward and Rose ganged up against her…but the back door of the cruiser couldn't be opened from the inside.
"Stuck, honey?" Edward chuckled, catching her eyes in the rearview mirror.
She scowled. Thankfully, Emmett took pity on her and opened her door, even helping her with the box. He offered to take it inside for her.
Edward joined her, effectively giving her no choice but to go inside the garage, with just a small smile in Jacob's direction. One of his eyebrows shot up, as he watched her amused.
It had to be a funny sight to see Rosalie's girlfriend coming in the police car and then escorted inside by the cops. But Jake knew Edward, since he was also a client, whenever his cruiser needed some TLC.
"Want me to take you home after you give Rosalie her lunch pack?" Edward's hot breath in her ear, made Bella shiver in pleasure.
"Let me see if I can convince her to take a look at my truck first."
Bella stopped in her tracks, watching amused yet somewhat worried for Emmett as he stared at Rosalie's ass. She was wearing a pair of washed-out overalls, dirty with grease and paint, but they hugged her ass nicely as she bent over the hood of a sports car. Her blond hair was caught in a messy pile on top of her head, held in place by a pencil.
Bella decided to save Emmett some embarrassment and maybe broken teeth, by skipping to her girl's side. "Hey, Rose." She touched her shoulder.
Rose turned her head and a smile graced her beautiful face. "This is a surprise, babe." She caught Bella in a tight hug, kissing her firmly on the lips.
Bella heard Emmett groaning loudly. "Why are the hot ones taken or gay…or both?"
Rose pulled away, looking in his direction. She eyed him up and down, scowling. "Just for guys like you to ask dumb questions."
Edward stepped forward, clapping his partner's shoulder. "This is Emmett, my new partner. Emmett, this is Rosalie. You better not get on her wrong side. She's my friend and mechanic."
"Nice meeting you, Rose."
Bella winced, squeezing Rose's arm, when she tensed up.
"Only my friends call me that. You're not my friend," Rose spat. "I thought you said this new rookie was bright," she said to Edward.
"They just helped me here because my truck died in front of Jasper's bookstore," Bella said loudly, hoping to steer the conversation from going completely downhill. "I also brought your lunch."
"It's a Christmas miracle. Is it really dead?" she asked, entertained.
Bella felt a fresh round of tears in her eyes, because neither Rose nor Edward would ever understand how much she loved her truck. Besides, they didn't make cars as durable now as they did back then. The fact that it was still running, fifty plus years after it had been made was saying a lot.
"Again?" Jacob's exasperated voice joined the conversation. "We just changed the battery last week."
"I know," Bella moaned, trying not to look at her girlfriend. "Can you maybe look at it again?"
"We're booked," Rose snapped, making a sinking feeling set deep in Bella's stomach. "The only place that thing is going from where it is now…is the junkyard."
Bella felt her lips trembling, but she wasn't quick enough to mask her reaction to how mean Rose was suddenly acting. A sob broke from her throat.
"It's for your own safety," Edward insisted softly, coming closer and rubbing her back.
"You're the worst. Both of you!" Bella made to run, but Jacob blocked her path.
"Whoa!" He caught her shoulders. "I agree with them."
The betrayal stung worse than anything. No one seemed to understand what that truck meant for her. Bella wrenched away from Jacob's arms, hurrying outside with tears in her eyes.
She stopped several feet away. She couldn't very well walk home, and there was no way in hell she was going to ask any of the heartless so-called friends from inside the garage for a lift.
She brushed the heel of her palm under her eyes, hating how her emotions got the best of her when she was angry.
Large hands cupped her shoulders from behind, squeezing her to an inviting chest, enveloping her in a familiar scent. She leaned into Edward's embrace, appreciating he wasn't saying anything. He kissed the top of her head, hugging her tightly.
"Let me drive you home," he offered.
"What about Emmett?"
"I think he finally found a crazy enough mechanic who'd help him restore a Jeep to look like a Monster Truck but keep it legal."
"Rose loves that shit."
"So, it's just us for a while." Edward steered her to the cruiser, opening the passenger seat.
"Won't you get in trouble if I ride in the front?" Bella checked.
"We're officially off duty for the day. We have been since I stopped for coffee," Edward admitted.
"So, Emmett trying to give me a ticket was a joke?"
"I think he was genuine, but he understood no one messes with my girl." Edward crowded her in the door, brushing his thumb over her tear-stained cheek. "I'm sorry for hurting your feelings, Bella."
"I don't want to talk about it."
"We're here for you. It's tough to part from such an important object, but please think about your safety, baby. It will gut both me and Rosalie if something happens to you."
"Christ!" Bella pressed her palm to his mouth. "Listen to yourself, Edward. Talking in plural about yourself and Rose, uniting against me."
He nipped at her fingers, smiling. When Bella dropped her hand, he bent closer to kiss her. "Think we can squeeze in some us time before the Wicked Witch returns home?"
Bella giggled, pulling away, but wrapping her arms around his neck. "Why…officer…"
"I could bring my handcuffs to spice things up."
"Is that a promise?"
Edward squeezed her ass, grinding into her. "Oh, you're such a tease. Get in the car, before I bend you over the hood."
"Defiling police property is surely a crime," she joked.
After Bella closed the door, she spotted Jacob in the side mirror. He was staring at the cruiser with a look of wonder and intrigue. He probably didn't understand anything, because no one could understand their complicated relationship.
It still baffled Bella that she could have two of the most beautiful people in the world without committing some capital crime. Rose and Edward had even started getting along, by which she meant, they could tolerate each other in the same room.
And they seemed to gang up against her if they found common ground.
As Edward drove toward her apartment, the scan radio came to life, scaring the crap out of her. Edward shot her an amused look, picking the speaker.
"Unit seventeen in the area, but I'm 10-10."
The same gritty voice returned, urging Edward to check whatever 10-91A was.
"All right, all right," Edward groaned. "You owe me, Honey."
"Tall latte on your desk first thing tomorrow?"
"Too bad I'm off for a week," Edward joked, shoving the mic in its place.
"What was that?" Bella tried not to sound jealous.
"That was Honey. It won't take long."
"Who the hell is Honey?"
"Do I detect a hint of jealousy in your voice, Isabella?"
She folded her arms across her chest, as Edward turned on a suburban street.
"That's her name – Honey," he explained.
"Oh." Bella felt stupid, but she had the right to worry about losing Edward. He was in this for fun. She was Rosalie's girlfriend, at the end of the day. "So, what sort of trouble do you have to deal with off duty?"
He shot her a curious look, then grinned widely. "Of course, you didn't understand the term."
"I got the 10-10. I know that's off duty. I heard it from Charlie."
"10-91A is a stray animal, which I'm willing to bet is a dog that escaped from one of those houses."
"Do you deal with this a lot?"
He shrugged. "It depends. Honey knows better than to send me to such boring scenes, but I was in the area. I'd rather be where the action is."
"Like, the other week, when I had to see it on TV that you were involved in the gunfire between those gangs."
"Yup." He licked his upper lip, scanning the badly lit street. "Aaaand we have a doggo on the loose." He parked, leaving the car. He approached the dog carefully, and thankfully, the furball was friendly and he didn't bite Edward's offered hand. While Edward pet the dog, he checked for the nametag, before pulling his phone out and calling the number.
In no time, a young woman, panicked and crying, ran down the street. She took her sweet time to thank Edward before he could escape.
When he returned behind the wheel, he ran a hand through his hair. He picked up the radio mic, talking softly to Honey, letting her know everything was okay in the area again. She wished him a relaxing few days and holidays, before he turned the whole thing off.
By the time they reached her apartment, snow had started falling so heavily they could barely see a foot in front of them. Edward steered her to the front door with a hand on the small of her back.
"I'll make hot cocoa," Bella offered, once they were finally inside her warm home.
"Sure. I've got to piss." He walked down the hall, and at that moment, Bella was struck with how at ease Edward was in her apartment. It seemed as if he'd been part of her intimate life for years, not mere months.
She went to get changed out of her street clothes, switching them for comfy yoga pants and one of her oversized T-shirts.
Bella found Edward in the kitchen. "Shoot!" she gasped, making him look up from his phone. "I forgot the books at the garage."
"I'll bet Rosalie will bring them home later," he dismissed her worries.
While the water boiled, Bella sent Rose a text message reminding her to bring the box of books when she came home later. There was no reply, but knowing Rose, she was already invested in Emmett's project.
Once the hot cocoa was ready, Edward carried the mugs to the living room, and they snuggled on the couch.
"How can you live in this heat?" he complained loudly, undoing more buttons than was considered decent from his shirt.
"We like it toasty warm."
"I'm willing to bet not even in Africa it's so hot."
"Oh, shut up! My house, my rules, dude."
He chuckled, sipping from his hot drink. "So, the plan is to go to your dad's?"
"He's still not sure about his work schedule during Christmas. He rarely gets time off, because he allows his colleagues with families to stay home."
Edward pursed his lips. "That's kind of him, but he has a family, too."
Bella rolled her eyes. "I don't live there anymore. It's not like he was home a lot when I was there, either. But I get it." She linked her fingers with Edward's. "I've known from a young age how important his job is. Being a police officer or a doctor or firefighter are some of the most important careers out there. If someone in your family is in that line of work, be proud of them. But not many understand it like me."
"I love my job, or I wouldn't have applied to the academy," he started, kissing her temple. "But it does get in the way of…settling down."
Panic bubbled inside Bella's chest, because that statement made it clear this was temporary. Edward could never be hers. He was having some fun, before he found the woman of his dreams.
"Hey, breathe," he whispered, turning around to face her. He placed their mugs on the coffee table.
Bella felt tears filling her eyes, as her chest tightened.
"Silly woman," he murmured against her hairline, hugging her tightly. "In a complicated way, I found exactly what I needed."
She pulled away to look into his sincere green eyes. She chewed on her lips, in an attempt not to spill her real feelings for him.
Edward stroked her cheek, nuzzling her nose. "I know I'm in over my head here, but I want you to know that you have nothing to worry about. I'll be here for as long as you'll have me."
Bella choked out a sob. "For as long as Rose would allow this," she corrected him, her heart squeezing.
"Rose wants you happy, baby. I don't think she'll put an end to it."
"She might, if she feels threatened," Bella mumbled into his chest, pressing her face into his shirt. "I've been fighting it, but I can't anymore. I think…" She leaned back enough to find his anxious eyes. "I'm falling for you, Edward."
He fought a smile. His fingers wrapped into her hair, bringing her head closer so he could kiss her passionately. "I've been in love with you for a while, Bella."
"This is such a mess." She thought she'd feel relief if Edward returned her feelings, but all she could feel was dread.
She loved Rosalie more than anything else in the world, but Edward had weaseled his way into her heart. It was very possible to love two people – to be in love with two people – at the same time.
Edward pulled Bella on his lap, squeezing her ass, as they kept kissing. She finished unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off his strong shoulders. He winced, and Bella noticed a small gauze bandage tapped to his clavicle.
"From the other day?" She guessed.
"Comes with the job," he said softly. "It doesn't hurt…if you don't touch it."
As she raised her hips for him to take her pants off, she kissed around the wound. Charlie had never returned home injured, but then again he was a cop in a small town. Edward was a cop in Seattle.
Bella dropped her hands to unzip his pants and get a hold of his glorious dick. He gasped, pushing into her touch.
"Patience," she joked.
"I don't possess that virtue around you, baby." He pulled his dick out of his pants, pumping it slowly.
Bella lowered on him, pushing her panties aside, biting on her bottom lip at how good it felt. He'd definitely ruined her for all the dildos and vibrators from their collections.
They were lost in each other, moving slowly, enjoying their bodies, when the front door opened. Bella's inner muscles clamped around him in fright. Edward gripped her hips, throwing his head back. Instead of stopping because Rose might not be happy to find them fucking on the couch, he pushed a few more times inside her, before shooting.
The worst part was that Rosalie wasn't alone.
"You didn't have to," she argued hotly.
"Can't let a woman carry this heavy box on her own."
"Fuck," Edward spat, helping Bella off his lap.
The movement from them rearranging their clothes grabbed the newcomers' attention. Rosalie stared at them with sparkling eyes, while Emmett's expression was one of shock.
"Whoa! What are you doing here, buddy?"
Bella sighed in relief because he hadn't caught on, but he might if he noticed her yoga pants on the floor or that Edward's shirt was unbuttoned all the way down.
"I think the question is what are you doing here?" Edward grumbled.
"Emmett offered to carry the box for me. Anyway, he also needed a lift because someone left him stranded at the garage."
"Shit." Edward ran a hand through his hair.
He got up, which was a mistake. His pants were still unzipped, but thankfully his dick was out of sight. Bella's claw marks were all over his hairy chest.
Emmett didn't have to be a genius to know what had happened.
Bella jumped to her feet, hurrying to get her box from Emmett. "Thanks!" She jerked her head to Rose to follow her to the room hosting Bella's writing area.
"I'm so sorry," Bella apologized urgently once they were alone in the study.
Rose leaned against the closed door, her cheeks pink and a dark line of oil over her left brow. Bella had never seen Rose look anything less than impeccable outside the garage. She usually took the time to clean up before leaving. Her blond hair was out of the loose bun, looking tangled.
"What happened to you?" Bella frowned, when she noticed Rosalie was still wearing her dirty overalls.
Rose dropped her eyes to stare at her nails. Bella went closer to her, grabbing her elbows.
"Rosebud?"
"I fucked up," she mumbled, slowly raising her eyes to look at Bella. "I fucked Emmett."
Bella let her hands fall to her sides. "What?" She felt numb and unable to speak. That had been one confession she'd never expected from Rosalie.
Rose had never shown desire for any man.
"You literally met him two hours ago! What the hell?"
Rose cringed. "I've known him for a while," she admitted.
"Excuse me?"
"I met him at the gym. He told me he was eager to start his career as a police officer. That's why I was so interested in Edward's stories, because I recognized Emmett's name."
"What the hell, Rose? At least, I've been honest about my attraction to Edward from moment one."
"Do you see me pointing fingers? I know I'm guilty. And for your information, we've been gym buddies for months, but today…after you left…" she rolled her eyes, "…Jacob came rushing to me to tell me he'd seen you kissing Edward outside."
Bella covered her face with her hands. "I figured he'd come to report it to you."
"I told him to beat it and that I was aware." She ran her hands through her hair, nervously. "Once Jacob was gone, Emmett was interested in why I wasn't more upset to find out you were cheating on me."
Bella smiled, despite their serious conversation.
"I told him we had an open relationship. Then he was all over me, lifting me up on the working table and kissing me. I swear I have no idea how it happened. But…I liked it. I don't even know who I am anymore."
"Oh, Rosie." Bella wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. "I had the same doubts as you when I realized how much I liked Edward. The worst part was on my birthday because everything we'd done that first round felt so good yet it was so wrong. But after we talked, I felt a lot better."
"Bella, you were never gay. If you hadn't met me, you'd have found a cute boy and settled for him. Maybe even Edward."
"Don't say that!" Bella retorted hotly. "Nothing felt right until I met you, Rose. You know that."
"Well, I've never found the appeal of dick. Not until an hour ago." Her cheeks darkened in color.
Bella couldn't help but laugh. "I'll have to admit that I was hurt when you first confessed this, but now that I understand you just gave in to your desires for him…join the club, baby!"
Rose pulled away enough to stare at her incredulously. "What the hell does that mean?"
Bella licked her lips. "Think they're up for a foursome?"
"Who the hell are you and what have you done to that shy, bookworm I fell in love with?"
Bella shrugged, grabbing fistfuls of Rose's hair, kissing her roughly. "Tell me it doesn't make you all hot and bothered. Imagine the four of us…you and Emmett, me and Edward, us and them, all of us touching and kissing and…"
Rose picked Bella up, walking her to the desk. Thankfully, it was empty so they didn't have to worry about breaking her laptop. Rose made quick work of Bella's panties and shirt. Bella arched into the hand going between her legs.
"Naughty girl," Rose said around one of Bella's nipples. "His cum is still inside of you."
Bella sank her teeth into her bottom lip, spreading her legs more when Rose bent to lick her wetness. It didn't take long for Bella to be unable to keep the sounds of her pleasure locked.
She shouldn't have been surprised when the door of the study opened. Edward had discarded his shirt and his pants were open and hanging low on his hips. His hair was mussed up as if he'd run his hands through it, but what caught her attention were his swollen lips. Emmett was right behind him, with lips just as bruised.
"Fuuuck!" Bella grabbed Rose's hair, lifting her hips into her face.
"Fuck hot," Emmett commented, making Rose stop to turn and look at them.
"Fuck them. Get your mouth back on me," Bella demanded.
Edward chuckled, advancing in the room. "Demanding little thing, are you?" He hooked his arms under her thighs, raising her up until her pussy was at the same level with his head.
She cried out, clutching at his hair. "Don't drop me."
"Bedroom," Rosalie decided, leading the way.
Edward nearly gave Bella a scare by dropping her only to catch her when her hips were at the same level with his. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
"When will you trust me? I'll never let you fall," he whispered into her ear.
"Too late," she whispered, licking at the shell of his ear.
He claimed her lips in a loving kiss, and she could taste a strange scent. Emmett.
The mental image of Edward kissing Emmett had Bella's pussy spasm and deliciously ache.
By the time they reached the bedroom, both Rose and Emmett were naked and devouring each other, by the looks of it. Bella checked her emotions, and she was relieved to not feel any jealousy.
"The Wicked Witch has finally found a toy of her own and I can have you all for myself," Edward said hotly against her throat where he licked a wet path to her shoulder.
"What if I want to share you with Emmett?" Bella teased. "You kissed," she said uncertainly, when Edward pulled away to stare at her in confusion.
"He…I don't know…it happened," Edward stumbled over his words, his ears turning red.
"I think it's hot."
"I don't…I'm not into…"
"Stop lying, dude," Emmett groaned, joining them. He wrapped his muscled arms around both Edward and Bella. "My homeboy here has been checking me out for months in the locker room."
"I did not," Edward hissed, his blush extending to his cheeks and neck.
"Aww." Bella shimmed out of his arms. "Kiss."
"Quite demanding today, babe," Rose said softly, looping her arms around Bella's from behind. "But I agree. Of course, I'd love to see Masen taking it like a man from Emmett."
"Oh, God." Bella threw her head against Rosalie's shoulder, allowing herself to envision the scene.
"The thought of us fucking is turning you on?" Edward asked, mystified.
"Yesss," Bella breathed.
Rose dipped one hand between Bella's legs, making her moan loudly.
"We can't refuse now, can we?" Emmett joked.
"I'm afraid they'll have to enjoy disappointment. I'm not into that," Edward declared. He slapped Emmett's hand, for good measure, when he squeezed Edward's ass.
"Would you be into…this?" Emmett asked slowly, turning around and showing his ass to Edward.
"Are you serious?" Edward gasped. He glanced at Bella, momentarily transfixed by the sheer pleasure on her face, enjoying her girlfriend's fingers in her pussy. "It seems our audience has started without us."
"Who lasts the longest gets to choose who they fuck next," Rose decided in a cheerful voice.
"You're evil," Bella hissed, wrapping her finger in her girlfriend's hair. "And who comes first gets to be everyone's fucktoy for the night."
"Damn, you're horny tonight," Rose laughed.
"Just stating a fact, because I know I'm about to come."
"I'm not making it easy for you," Rose teased, taking her to the bed.
She handed Edward a bottle of lube to stretch Emmett before she settled between Bella's legs.
Bella's eyes rolled back at the feeling of her girl's tongue on her swollen and wet pussy, but she forced herself to focus on what Edward was doing. Emmett was bent over the edge of their bed, and Edward was working his hole with his skilled, long fingers. Bella knew how good they felt inside her, and that mere thought made her inner muscles clench.
Bella lost her focus several times – Rosalie's tongue was keeping her teetering on the edge and Edward was now slowly inching inside of Emmett. His hands were on the small of Emmett's back, and Bella stared at Edward's clenched jaw. She had come to know that was a sign of his impending orgasm during their times between the sheets.
She moaned loudly when Rose pushed two fingers into her, making Bella arch her back and grip the bedsheet at her sides.
The sounds of skin slapping against skin and soft grunts of pleasure from all of them brought her closer and closer.
"Fuck!" She heard Edward cursing loudly, but she was spiraling down the tunnel of hot white pleasure.
"Damn it, babe," Rose protested.
Bella blinked lazily, finding her girlfriend pouting while Edward was slumped on top of Emmett, breathing harshly. "What? That was so intense…"
"Loverboy over there came a few seconds before you."
Bella glanced at Edward in time to see him pulling out of Emmett. His crooked smile was in place when their eyes met.
"Go gently on me," he joked.
"That means I won, considering I didn't come," Emmett said triumphantly.
"Neither did Rosie," Bella argued, but she stopped when Rose bit on her bottom lip.
"Let's just say Emmett made sure to keep his mouth busy," she giggled.
"I call dibs on Bella," Emmett cheered, scooting closer to her. His large body loomed over her, and she had to admit she felt a tinge of fear. The only man she's found attractive and allowed close was Edward.
"Back off, dickhead." Edward pulled him back. He even slapped the back of Emmett's head. "As much as this is a fun game, maybe you should ask if she's comfortable with it."
Emmett sobered. "Shit." His eyes met Bella's, and she shifted to a sitting position, leaning against the pillows at the head of the bed.
"Babe? Like Edward said, it's a fun game, but if you're not into it, there are no hard feelings." Rose moved to straddle Bella's thighs and hugged her tightly, kissing her face tenderly. "I wouldn't mind another round with Emmett," she whispered.
"Yeah…I mean, no hard feelings." Bella winced, looking at Emmett over Rosalie's shoulder. "Sorry."
"It was the ticket, wasn't it?" he asked, laughing, which proved he wasn't upset she wasn't comfortable to fuck him.
"How did you guess?" She rolled her eyes.
He tugged Rose closer, kissing her roughly. "I hear you're up for round three, Beautiful."
Bella tried not to be surprised, because she knew Rose was never satisfied with just one round of sex. Of course, they'd fucked twice at the garage.
While he wrestled her for who'd be on top, which ended up with them nearly rolling out of the bed, Edward joined Bella at the head of the bed. He took her hand, dipping his head to kiss her bare shoulder.
"Thanks," she whispered into his hair, before guiding his face up to kiss him.
"Don't mention it. I figured you wouldn't be comfortable."
Bella pulled Edward out of the bed, taking him to the kitchen, away from the horny couple. They picked up some clothes on their way. Bella was happy to be encased in Edward's shirt, while he stepped only in his underwear.
"You don't have to tell me. I know you're crazy jealous," he said softly.
"I'm being a hypocrite," she mumbled, working on making tea.
"You're a human being with feelings," he explained, stopping behind her to wrap his arms around her waist. "And I'll understand if you want to end this."
"What are you talking about?" Bella demanded, spinning into his embrace.
"Us…" Edward huffed when Bella stared at him blankly. "Come on, it's clear you can't share your girl with Emmett. I can see that green eyed monster inside of you. If you put an end to her seeing Emmett, she'd want as much from you."
"Wow…since when did you get so wise?"
He kissed the tip of her nose. "I love you very much, I know when to back down, baby."
"But I don't want you to…I can't think of not having you…stop. Fuck, Edward. Stop talking like this." She gasped for air, feeling a panic attack on the way. "I told you. I love both you and Rose. I can't choose." She traced his defined pectorals, chewing on her bottom lip. "It was more the idea of another man touching me. I seriously don't mind it if Rose decided dick is her thing."
"Are you sure?" Edward insisted, searching her eyes.
"Yes. You're too important for me to lose over something like this. I don't know how we'll make it work, but I'm sure it's possible. I actually feel a lot better now that she has Emmett. I don't feel like the bad guy in our relationship."
"You were never the bad guy," Rose said from the doorway, making both Edward and Bella jump startled. "Sorry. I came to check where you disappeared to."
"Done already?" Edward chuckled.
"I was worried about Bella, you asshole!"
"Stop, both of you," Bella demanded. She walked to her girlfriend, hugging her tightly. "I'm fine, Rosebud."
"You sure, Princess? You looked a little freaked out earlier."
"I'm sorry, but I don't think I can fuck Emmett. You know…Edward ruined me for other men," she giggled.
Rose rolled her eyes, kissing Bella's brow. "More for me. Do you mind giving us a moment?" she asked, not looking at Edward, but he left the kitchen without further prompting.
Rose went to sit on a chair and pulled Bella on her lap.
"Shh." Bella pressed a finger against her girlfriend's lips. "I was just telling Edward how happy I am to not feel guilty over me being the only one fucking someone else…with or without your consent, it always made me feel like I was committing a crime."
"Because you're such a goodie-two-shoes. So…What are we doing?"
"You mean…how is this going to work? No clue." Bella shrugged.
"We'll figure it out. Together – the four of us," Rose said after a moment, with more confidence in her voice.
Bella took her face between her hands. "I really love you, Rosebud. I want you to know I'll always be here."
"I love you, as well, babe. Let's have a chat with our men."
Bella grinned. "I like the sound of that. Our men."
Rosalie laughed, sealing their pact with a deep kiss, before they followed the sound of rough voices coming from their bedroom.
Everything was going to change, but Bella was confident that the best times of their lives were yet to come. She couldn't wait to start enjoying their new open relationship with Edward and Emmett. If she'd only known where her birthday present was going to lead, she'd have stopped resisting her attraction to Edward years ago.
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