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Chapter 21
Mother Knows Best Part 3

Day 8

On the Record

March 6th, 2003

Edward lifted the collar of my shirt, gently attaching a microphone to it and tucking it back down.

"You ready for this?" he murmured, his head bent towards mine.

"Ready for this to be over," I replied just as softly.

It was something I would never admit to my sisters or anyone else. To everyone else I was loving every second of this drama. And I was, to a point. I loved manipulating people and causing more drama than necessary. I loved causing a scene, and I loved getting to pretend Edward and I could be something real after this.

But I hated the hold Renee still had in me and my sisters. If it wouldn't come back on us ten times worse, I would have buried Renee the moment she stepped into Forks, but I couldn't. With all the fuss Renee had made in town over the last few days—and all the uproar the town had made over her appearance too—if she disappeared now, there would be too many hard questions pointed at me and my sisters. If it was just me to face the consequences, I could do it. Easily. But I couldn't do that to my sisters.

And I hated that. I hated that I couldn't solve this for them. That I couldn't take away the bitch who slowly destroyed them every second she was around. I hated seeing Alice with a hollow look in her eyes, knowing Renee had caught her behind my back again and treated her like shit. I hated hearing Rose cry herself to sleep, knowing if we went back, Renee would make her hate herself again.

I just wanted to be done with it all.

"It will be. Soon, love." His fingers soothed nonexistent crinkles out of my collar. "She'll be out of your life for good, I promise."

We were entirely closer than necessary, but there was something about being this close that made me feel more grounded than I had in a long time. Something about the way he gravitated towards me like he couldn't stay away. Like there was something pulling him towards me.

He moved closer, his fingers skimming my throat with featherlight touches that had my eyes fluttering shut. "She won't survive this. We will ruin her, until she's begging for the mercy of death."

"I'll hold you to that," I murmured, leaning into him. My fingers found the edge of his shirt, tugging slightly. "And when this is all over—" my other hand sliding up to rest on his chest, "—I'll keep my promise to you. Do you remember it?" I tilted my head a little to skim my nose along the length of his jaw. "The one where I swore I would fuck you within an inch of your life."

His chest hitched beneath my hand. "I thought that was just for show."

My hand at his waist dipped below his shirt, brushing lightly at the waistband of his pants. I lifted my mouth to his ear and whispered, "We're all alone, aren't we? Who's the show for?"

I pulled away slightly to see the look on his face and my heart skipped a beat. He looked thoroughly wrecked and I hadn't even touched him yet. His eyes were blown wide and his chest was heaving.

He looks like such a bottom like this. I ran my hand higher along the small of his back, watching as he shivered. Then again… He is an absolute stubborn ass when he wants to be, so maybe he's more fun than he seems.

"Unless you don't want me to?" I murmured, a small smile playing on my lips.

"Please." The tremble in his voice made my heart beat faster. "I will always want you to."

It's just a crush, it's just sex, I swore. Nothing I haven't had before. Perhaps if I kept saying it I might actually believe it. However one look into his eyes swept the remains of my protests away. He'd been slowly chipping at my wall until there was nothing but rubble left. When did that happen?

I mentally sighed and admitted, if only to myself, the truth I couldn't deny. I was completely and irrevocably in love with Edward Cullen.

Fuck. But when I looked in his eyes, I realised I didn't actually care anymore. I want this.

"Please what?" I watched him through my eyelashes, delighting in how I could ruin him without even touching him. Even if this ruined me, I was gone now, and there was no coming back. He was it for me.

"Whatever you want," he breathed. "I don't care." He whimpered as I brushed my thumb over his bare hip. "Please."

I licked my lips. "Then be a good boy today, and when she's gone—" I lifted my lips to his ear again, and breathed, "I'll blow your mind."

I pressed a quick kiss to the point under his ear and he crumpled. Without me holding him up, he collapsed to his knees in front of me. It was a delightful sight—one that almost brought me to my knees after him. Instead, I stroked my thumb over his cheek bone, watching as he leaned into my touch. I wanted to stay like this forever, but we had worked to do.

I pulled away, but his fingers wrapped gently around my wrist, stopping me.

"I won't hold you to it," he whispered, his eyes desperate and agonised. "If–if you don't want to. I won't force you to for the sake of your promise. You made me that promise for the act, so you don't have to."

I tilted my head, watching him carefully. Everything in me screamed to take him now, consequences be damned, but I had to know what kind of man he was.

"And if I said no?" I asked quietly, watching as he winced at the idea but never looked away from my eyes. "What if I said 'Sweet. Thanks. I don't want to'? What would you do then?" I glanced down at the clearly painful and entirely obvious tent in his pants. "What would you do if I just walked away?"

He swallowed thickly. "Probably die from how much I want you." He huffed out half a laugh that almost made me smile. "But that's okay. All I want is you. In any capacity I can have, and if this is all I can get, I will lap up every second of it."

The pained desperation in his eyes made my breath hitch. "That's it? Just like that?"

"Just like that." He swallowed, straightening with a grimace like he knew what answer to expect.

Before he could drop my wrist, I grabbed his fingers in mine. "Good."

His eyes snapped to mine as he froze, hope waring on his face.

I sank to my knees in front of him, gently grabbing his cheek and staring into his eyes. "I want you, Edward. I want to keep my promise to you. Not because I feel obligated to, or to continue this act, but because I want you. Because I want to know what it feels like to have your fingers run over my skin as I reach the height of my pleasure. Because I want to watch as you fall over that edge with me." My lips quirked to the side. "And to then push us both over that edge again and again until neither of us can walk for weeks."

His eyes were impossibly glossy. "Yeah?"

"Yes, baby." I leaned forward to ghost my lips over his. There's no point denying it anymore. "You're it for me."

His lips chased mine and for the first time, we kissed without anyone watching. This wasn't for show or for the drama of it; it was because I was entirely and absolutely in love with him, just as he was with me.

We pulled back a fraction, resting our foreheads together and when I looked into his eyes, I bit my lip to keep from giggling. His face broke into a smile and his hands came up to cup my cheeks. "Bella, I—"

"Get a room, you too!" Emmett crowed, causing us to break apart and spin around. He mock gagged and shielded his eyes. "How indecent! Oh, put your clothes back on! Oh, Edward! Get up off your knees! Not in the living room!"

Dad was in the house in an instant, his work gun in his hands.

I sighed, shuffling slightly in front of Edward so he could focus on non-boner thoughts. "Thank you, asshole," I said to Emmett who cackled and headed to the kitchen, his arms full of teddy bears. I turned to Dad. "Nothing to worry about, Dad. Yes, we were making out, but as you can see, all our clothes are on."

Dad sniffed. "Yes, well…not in the living room next time?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Would you rather we fucked in my room?"

He pointed a finger at me, but couldn't find anything threatening to say so just huffed, and walked away, the sound of my cackle following him out the room. I smirked when Edward dropped his head onto my shoulder behind me and whispered, "Not helping, my love. Can't we talk about dead puppies or something?"

"You want to talk about dogs? How about you fuck me doggy style and call me a good girl?" I whispered, raking my nails along his scalp. "Or we can get you a lovely collar and I'll spank you if you don't behave." I snickered at the strangled moan he made. "Is this hard for you, baby?"

He slapped my butt lightly. "It seems like you're the one who needs to be spanked," he growled.

I shivered, grinning. "Don't tease."

Suddenly his hand was over my mouth and he pulled my head back to growl in my ear. "Not another word."

His tone shot straight to my core and I almost melted. Gods yes.

My eyes lit up and danced with the possibilities as I imagined how I could put both sides of my vampire to use. I can't wait to keep my promise. Maybe he'll be proper gentleman and return the favour by fucking me until I pass out.

"Please stop all of this." Jasper came into the room with a face screwed up in disgust. "I do not need to feel your horniness for each other. I could feel it on the other side of Forks!"

I lightly bit one of Edward's fingers. "Don't you have a pixie to sleep with or something?" I dismissed, leaning back into my vampire. Gods, I couldn't wait to get him alone.

His eyes narrowed. "I'm on a strict no pixie diet until your bitch of a mother is out of town," he growled. "So I'm not having your horniness ruin today's plans and making this last any longer."

"If she's our mother, I'm the queen of England," I grumbled.

"Why don't we just settle on not horny?" He raised an eyebrow and suddenly I felt like I was hit with the emotional version of a cold shower.

I stiffened. Gross. I hate it. Let me go back to being horny.

Edward was as stiff as a board behind me (except for the part of him that I wanted to be stiff—that was drooping like a dead flower). "I hate you," he growled at his brother.

I pouted. "But I like being horny."

"Stop getting distracted and when Renee is out of town, then we can all go back to fucking each other," Alice said, coming into the room. "You're not the only one suffering from the no-pixie diet, cowboy." She pointed at her boy-toy. "And stop cock-blocking my sister. Do you know how long I have been trying to get those two together?" When he went to argue, she raised an eyebrow. "Unless you want me to extend your drought for another week?"

Jasper groaned. "Darlin', please don't. I am dying here. I already said I'm sorry for breaking your favourite easel last time."

Rose walked into the room and I saw further opportunity to get Jasper in trouble. If i wasn't going to have sex, then I was going to cause chaos.

I pointed at Jasper. "He's a cockblock. You and Alice have already fucked your vampires—why can't I screw mine?"

"Jasper's cock-blocking?" Rose put her hands on her hips, frowning at the culprit. "Bella needs to get laid! And if Edward the virgin is volunteering, why are you stopping them?"

Dad stepped into the room, a scowl on his face. "I don't care who's doing the cock-blocking, just as long as it's happening. You're all too young."

I frowned. "I'm going to fuck Edward in my room while you're sleeping.'' I huffed.

He paled like he realised how serious I was. "Please at least wait until I'm out of the house."

"Okay, then go down to La Push tonight and have a sleepover with your fishing buddies or else you're going to hear me play find the wand." I did so enjoy discomposing people.

Dad genuinely looked seconds from throwing up. "How about we make a deal where you make sure you have safe sex, and we never talk about this again?"

My mood plummeted as I got off the floor dusting myself off. "What's the point? It's not like i'm going to suffer any consequences of unprotected sex," I said flippantly before plopping down on the couch.

The entire mood of the room dropped, and now Dad looked seconds away from crying. Or hitting something. "Please don't joke about that, Bella. I know you're a smart young woman who knows that's not all condoms protect against. But that is also not something I ever want you to joke about. What your mother did to you is horrifying and not something I want to hear jokes about."

I pressed my lips into a thin line. If I didn't joke about it I was going to cry, and I didn't cry. I hadn't in years. "He's clean, I'm clean—surprisingly—nothing else to protect against." I shrugged. "I joke about a lot of things; humour helps trauma and all that crap."

Edward's cool lips pressed against the crown of my head as he stood in front of me. "Not today, my love. You've known for years, but we only found out a few days ago. It's not something we can joke about. Probably not ever."

I looked away, holding my breath and hoping that would keep my emotions from overflowing. When everything was under control, I looked back at everyone. "Then let's focus on the plan for today. Renee and Phil should be here in an hour."

Everyone hesitated before Dad nodded finally and we all split up to do our jobs.

Today's plan was to catch Renee on recording and in front of Phil this time. Admitting her guilt this time would end her for good, of that I was certain.

On their way back from Phoenix, Jasper had bought several audio and video cameras that we would place into the various stuffed bears everyone had collected this morning. Each bear held balloons and different congratulations cards, all supposedly from my peers about my pregnancy.

While most were ones everyone had picked up this morning from Port Angeles—while Edward and I were being horny—there were a few that had arrived before that; all from Miriam. They were on the coffee table in the middle of the living room. Right where Renee could see them when she walked in.

We wanted her as furious as possible even before Jasper worked his magic.

Edward and I were wearing hidden microphones, and Dad and my sisters began putting theirs on then. While they did, Emmett and Jasper were attaching a larger mic with greater range to the inside of the lamp next to the sofa where the she-demon and Phil would sit.

Next to me was the bear with a mic already built into it. It was a ghastly thing; bright pink fur with blue fabric on its ears, belly, feet and nose. It had black eyes—one of which was the mic—and a stiff blue and pink ribbon tied into a bow at its neck. Hopefully I'd get the chance to burn it when this was over.

During the confrontation, the brothers would be in Dad's office listening to everything. Halfway through Edward would walk through the front door with another basket of gifts for me.

Renee needed to be furious enough that she stopped watching her words, and while Jasper would help keep her from thinking too hard, we needed her to get steadily angrier in front of Phil so it all looked natural for him and the cameras.

While Dad and my sisters were getting their mics outfitted, and the boys were setting up the larger cameras, Edward and I went around positioning the bears. By the time we were done, there was barely enough room to walk without crushing a hideous bear.

Perfect.

Edward wrapped his arm around my waist as we surveyed our work and leaned down to murmur in my ear, "Not long now, love."

"Are you talking about until Renee is gone for good, or until you can get into my pants?"

He grinned into my hair. "Yes."

~Scene~

I sat down on the couch, trying to not glare at that pink and blue monstrosity called a bear. We were still waiting for Renee—because of course she was late—but I would rather walk over hot coals than let her know we were anticipating her visit. My ears pricked as I caught the sound of a car pulling into the gravel driveway and I sneered. I could practically smell the bitch's overused and overpriced perfume from here. It smelled as if a skunk had sprayed into a vat of concentrated BO from sumo wrestlers. It was truly vomit inducing.

"Here we go." Emmett flashed me a challenging grin. "Time to send this bitch back to the hole she crawled out of."

I rolled my eyes. "Don't you have a room to hide in?"

"Nope." He folded his arms behind his head. He was sitting in the armchair across from me with Rose perched on the arm rest. "Have you forgotten the plan already, Bells? I mean I know you're getting old, but your memory shouldn't be deteriorating that fast."

At that moment there was a knock on the door before I could rip his head off because he definitely wasn't following the plan I'd set out.

Edward grimaced beside me. "I'll get it," he sighed as he stood and went to let the demon in.

I shot Emmett a hard look. "I will shrink your little trooper down to a micro-penis. Don't test me."

Emmetts eyes widened and he shot a pleading look at Rose. "Angel—"

"No."

A moment later Edward came back in, closely followed by the devil in prada and Phil. Edward quickly walked across the room and settled next to me with a soft kiss on my temple that made me melt.

Renee smiled insincerely. "Girls! It's so good to see you! Where is your father?" she cooed.

"In the kitchen," came his short reply. "I'll be there in a minute."

Renee tsked. "Your father knew I was coming today, the least he could have done was be ready." At that moment she looked around the living room, her face crinkling in disgust at the various bears and cards that littered the room. "And what, is all…this?" she said haltingly as if she were preventing herself from saying something else

I blushed, ducking my head. "Apparently word got around and everyone's been sending me so many cards and gifts."

Renee's eye twitched. "So soon? I thought you might want to confirm your…condition, before spreading any happy news," she tittered.

I pressed my hands to my cheeks and glanced at Edward, biting my lip to contain my smile. "Well, actually…" I pulled out a copy of the 'ultrasound'. "We do have proof."

Alice's lips twitched in satisfaction from where she leaned against the window. She'd been the one to create the photo after examining pictures of early ultrasounds Jasper had stolen from the hospital.

Phil cooed at the ultrasound—despite there being nothing really to see—while Renee looked like she'd swallowed a knife.

"How…fortuitous." Renee grimaced like she thought it would pass for a smile.

Alice giggled. "I'm going to be an aunt! Isn't this great, Phil?" She smiled at him innocently.

"It is!" he replied warmly and held out his arms for me. "Congratulations, Bella. You're going to be a truly wonderful mother!"

At that moment Dad walked in and Edward's phone rang. He quickly answered it. "Hello? Hey, Mom. Yeah, I'm at Bella's— Really? Wow, that's a lot! Yeah, we'll come out now. Bye."

Putting his phone back into his pocket he looked up apologetically. "I'm sorry, Mom's outside with some more presents for Bella. Her friends at the Foundation found out about our miracle." He glanced down at me and his face broke into a brilliant smile. "Everyone is so happy for us. I'll be back soon, my love. I promise."

I smiled up at him, cupping his cheek. "That's okay, sweetheart. I'll see you soon. Hurry back."

"I'll be counting the seconds," he murmured, loudly enough for everyone to hear before bending down and swiftly pecking me on the lips. Heading for the door, he gestured for his brothers to follow him, and after similar expressions to their loved ones, the brothers left.

Renee's face was starting to flush red with anger. She cleared her throat.

"Regardless. There is no reason for you girls to stay here. Our new house is certainly big enough to put in a nursery. Phil and I can support you better than these…people. And this boy, what is he? Eighteen? Do you really think he'll be able to care for you when he goes off to college? I recall you saying he wanted to be a doctor like his father too. He'll never be home. You'd have to care for the baby alone," she added with a smirk she barely hid from Phil.

"Of course she won't, honey." Phil grinned at me, entirely oblivious. "She'll have us to help her! We won't be able to visit much, but I plan to dote on my step-granddaughter. This might be a small town, but with the money I'll get from the league we'll be able to afford all the lovely things they need. And I'm sure her boy doesn't plan to become a doctor tomorrow." He laughed and I joined in, thoroughly enjoying every second of Renee's reaction. "So he'll be around more than you think."

Renee's jaw clenched and her eyes lit up with fury. "Yes but we can't buy her a second pair of hands. Monetary needs are easy enough to meet. But she really will need help. I mean she's still in school, unless she plans to drop out, of course," she accused viciously, barely holding her temper in check.

Frankly I was surprised, I knew she was getting fed up with all of this, but I didn't think it would be this easy to push her over the edge. Phil was practically doing it for us.

"Are you kidding?" Phil grinned, completely oblivious to his wife's frantic fury. "Look at this huge family she has around her! That's more than we can give her in Florida. I'm sure her lovely sisters would never let her suffer through anything, and these lovely boys seem ready to worship at their feet. Not to ment—"

"Her sisters need to go to school too," she snapped before clearing her throat. "So do those boys. Charlie and Dr Cullen have work, and I've heard Mrs Cullen adopted them all when they were already half grown, so who knows what she's fit to raise," she spat, though quickly covered it with a pleasant smile.

"You really are worried, aren't you?" he cooed and I didn't know whether to laugh or gag at his pure cluelessness. "Just take a deep breath and everything will be okay. We'll work it out. But the last thing we want to do is break up this new family."

Renee's stare could cut glass. "I'd like to hear what Bella has to say for herself." She spun to face me. "Well, darling? How are you going to cope in this…place?" she demanded. "Charlie has no extra rooms. Are you supposed to cram a crib into your room with all the baby's necessities?" she asked mockingly.

I rolled my eyes, purely to piss her off. "The matrons have already been beating down Dad's door to offer themselves as babysitters while we're at school, and my teachers have agreed to make a packet of any work I miss due to absences. Ali, Rose and the boys are going to record lessons on the days Edward and I miss due to appointments, but the hospital has already agreed to make any appointments in the afternoon, after school. Coach Clapp has already written me an exemption from classes, and I'll do alternative work if I need to. As for a nursery—"

"—I've already got plans to convert my bedroom into a nursery and build another room for myself downstairs," Dad cut in. "And I raised three babies by myself until they were three when you were off pretending to be mother of the year, so I'll help them raise her. And you're wrong about Esme; she's a registered foster mother so she's taken in plenty of babies while she's been in Forks alone."

Love the improvisation skills, Dad!

Renee fumed silently as the room descended into an awkward silence.

"Well, they seem to have it all planned out, and they clearly don't lack support. I mean, look at all these lovely bears, honey!" Phil practically lit up looking about the room.

Luckily she was saved from answering when Edward ducked his head back into the room with a sheepish grin. "Phil, Charlie, could you give us a hand out here, please? There are too many bears for us to carry."

"Sure." Phil chuckled as he and Dad stood and caught sight of the haul outside. "Wow, you kids sure are popular."

Edward grinned, biting his lip. "Well the town has declared our baby a miracle pregnancy and they're apparently keen to let us know." He chuckled and the three of them headed out of mortal earshot.

Oh, if looks could kill Renee would be burrowing holes into the side of Edward's head. Just to piss her off I smirked when she turned back to me and watched her work herself into a state of anger.

Alice stood by the window, watching to see when they would come back in. When she gave me the signal, that's when Jasper and I would let Renee bury herself. After a moment she flipped her hair over her shoulder.

Dropping the act, I tipped my head to the side. "Surely you didn't think this would be so easy, did you?" I grinned at her. "I have always been one step ahead of you, and this is just me having fun ruining your life. In more ways than one," I added with an innocent smile as I rested my hand on my stomach. Just as Phil walked through the door with his load.

Renee jumped up, at her wit's end as Jasper pushed her there. "Shut up, you stupid bitch! You shouldn't even be pregnant! I paid good money for that poison! It was supposed to make you infertile and I would finally have paid you back for all the times you stopped me from disciplining those sluts you call sisters! If I'd known what an ungrateful whore you would have grown into I would have drowned you at birth!" she screamed

"What?" Behind her, Phil turned pale, aghast.

Renee whirled around, paling. "Cookie?" she gasped. "What– when– I–I didn't see you there– that is– what I meant to say– it's not what it sounded like!" she stuttered frantically.

"You poisoned Bella?" His hand shot out to catch himself against the wall.

Her eyes darted everywhere as sweat formed on her brow. "Ah, um… poison is such an ugly word, cookie," she cooed. "I didn't hurt her. Not really. I–I was just ensuring she couldn't make any mistakes like I did." Renee insisted. "Even back then she was a little slut!"

"How can a five year old be a slut?" Alice wondered aloud, a dark look of hatred on her face.

Renee glared at her. "Shut up, you dumb bitch!" she hissed, forgetting herself for a moment.

"She was fi—" Phil stepped back, his hand clawing at his stomach, like he could feel the way the poison had burned through me. He looked seconds away from throwing up. "What—"

"Cookie, I did it for her, don't you see? It was for her own good! You have to believe me!" Renee pleaded, stumbling over the bears between them to get closer to him. "I didn't want her to make the same mistake I did! Any mother would do the same thing!"

The bears fell from his arms. "You poisoned her. How can you find any excuse for that? How can you call yourself her mother after that? What if she'd died?"

Renee wrung her hands. "She wouldn't have! That's not what the pills were for. The doctor said it would only put her in a coma at worst."

"You poisoned her!" he snapped and I couldn't tell if he was more pissed or terrified, but by the look on his face I knew he was finally seeing her for what she truly was. "She was a child! Your child! You were her mother! You were supposed to love her unconditionally and protect her from anything that would hurt her." He took another step away from Renee, eyes wide like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Instead you were the thing she had to fear. The thing they all had to fear."

Finally seeing that pretence was futile, Renee's face dropped into a cold snarl. "I did what I had to. That bitch can't be allowed to breed. I'm just pissed I couldn't get all of them." She threw me a dirty look and I wondered if Jasper was even doing anything—she looked naturally this pissed and self-destructive.

"By the time I could get more pills the little bitch had caught onto me. I only got to put the pills in Rosalie's food once but she didn't even let the whore eat the fucking food! She switched their plates when the little slut wasn't looking! And she paid for it too! I'd already fed her those pills that morning, so she was throwing up all night. It served her right for messing with my plans!"

I glared at Renee, that was something I had hoped Rosalie would never find out about. Curse the fucking bitch for bringing it up.

Rose slipped from the armrest into the couch, her face pale as she stared at me, aghast. Her hand latched out and grabbed Emmett's arm as he appeared next to her, his face entirely murderous as he glared at Renee. I didn't know if Rose was gripping him to keep him from ripping Renee apart, or to keep herself from falling over, but it worked for both.

Phil paled even further. He collapsed against the wall completely this time and I wondered if he'd been hoping this was all a lie. But not now. Not now that she'd proven it herself.

"Oh don't look at me like that!" Renee spat at him. "Ask the little bitch what she did the next day! I woke up to a damn pig's head mounted in front of my bed! A fresh one! There was blood all over my room! What do you say to that!"

I shrugged. It had actually been quite fun listening to her scream that morning. Really, Renee ought to be grateful. It was either the pig's head, or shave her's and pour acid on it. Edward came to stand beside me, his eyes boring into me with questions. I rested my hand on his arm, drawing strength I hadn't known I'd needed until he was next to me again.

"You're a monster," Phil whispered. I glanced over at him to see if his image of me was finally ruined too, but he was staring at Renee. He trembled with something akin to horror in his eyes. "I don't know you anymore."

Privately, I thought that he ought to realise he'd never known who Renee Higgenbottom was.

Meanwhile, Rose stumbled towards me throwing her arms around my shoulder and shook with barely repressed emotions. "Why?" she whispered hoarsely.

"I tried to toss the food but Renee was making a fuss. It was either you or me, and it was already too late for me." I wrapped my arms around her waist. "I figured the damage had already been done. I didn't know she'd put some in my drink until later," I whispered back, but in the dead silence of the house my voice easily carried.

Phil paled and swallowed convulsively. "That's– I'm done. I can't spend another second with you. Expect divorce papers when you get back to Phoenix!" He stumbled out of the house.

I'm sure when he gets back he'll be grateful his parents had them sign a prenup.

The house fell into a stilted silence, like the walls themselves were holding their breaths.

"You bitch!" Renee breathed, turning around with murder in her eyes.

I grinned and suddenly there were three brothers between us, growling.

I giggled evilly. "So kind of you boys to protect Renee from me." I batted my eyelashes. I didn't want them killing her here. Or ever. That pleasure belonged to me and I'd be damned if any of them stole it from me.

Edward turned slightly. "She doesn't deserve to live," he murmured.

"We can rip out her brake lines," Jasper hissed, his arms twitching and Emmett growled in agreement.

I shrugged. "Maybe, but if anyone other than me kills her, the one who did is going to take her place on my hit list," I chirped with a deceptively innocent grin.

There was an agony in Edward's eyes that made me falter slightly. I placed a hand on his arm and sighed. "Stupid vampires with stupid puppy eyes," I grumbled much to low for anyone to hear. "Let her leave now and I promise each of you a hit when I eventually get around to her."

Behind them Renee snarled silently, entirely blind to the danger she was in.

The pain didn't leave Edward's eyes, nor did the tension in his brothers. "I want to rip her apart," he admitted in a whisper. "I want to make her beg after what she did to you. She doesn't deserve to leave here alive."

I clenched my fists. I knew if I said the word Renee would be dead before she could even scream, but I didn't care about her death right now. I just wanted this day to be over. I wanted to be rid of the she-demon. I wanted to have our peace and quiet back, and damnit I wanted a fucking hug! I stood up and walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer until our faces were inches apart. "You know what I want?" I whispered.

He dropped his forehead against mine, his eyes squeezing shut for a moment before he opened them again, looking at me longingly. "Tell me."

I stared into his dark eyes, committing his face to memory as I lightly traced the faint dark circles under his eyes with my thumb. I breathed in his heady scent as I slightly tilted my head moving forward.

"This," I breathed a millimetre away from his lips.

I let my eyes fall shut and pressed myself against him, moulding my lips to his. His hands in my hair were impossibly gentle as he pulled me closer still.

I thought I heard some sort of sound but quickly dismissed it, until Edward pulled away and I emitted a low whine of disapproval.

His thumb brushed a path of fire along my cheek as he hovered a fraction away. "I will give you the world if you ask. Just let me help you."

I opened my mouth to respond but before I could, Renee interrupted.

"Oh, spare me the drama," she sneered. "You three are going to come with me and fix the little problem you created or I'll go to the police with proof of the crime Bella committed and she'll go to jail for the rest of her life."

Jasper grinned darkly. "What proof?"

Renee scoffed and pulled out her phone. "Well, if you really want to see the pictures…" she trailed off as she stared at her phone and began furiously searching through it. "What—"

"Factory reset, all of your apps, games, video notes and photos are gone. Lost and unrecoverable." Emmett crossed his arms.

Renee flushed and hissed, "I have more!"

"All gone, we had a lovely bonfire last night." Edward's eyes darkened in hatred as he wrapped his arms securely around me.

I sighed. "What a pity. Looks like we're not going to Florida after all," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

At that moment the bell rang and Emmett's eyes lit up. "I'll get it!" he said.

A moment later he came back followed by a delivery man struggling to carry a giant stuffed black bear with purple eyes.

"Delivery for Bella Swan," the worker huffed, trying to catch his breath. "From Emmett Cullen," He set the bear down quickly before tipping his hat and leaving.

Renee let out a furious shriek and stormed out of the house. The moment the door slammed shut behind her, I let out a cheer and Dad collapsed on the pile of bears in a groan of exhaustion.

"Freedom at last! Let's party!" I walked over to the coffee table and grabbed the bottle of whiskey I had stashed in the concealed wine rack under it. Before holding it up.

"Bella," Dad's voice came out muffled from the pile of bears he was buried in. "Please tell me you don't have alcohol stashed around the house."

I plastered an innocent look on my face. "Of course I don't have alcohol stashed around the house." I turned to Alice. "Can you grab me that bottle of vodka from the hat box in the closet?"

He sighed as he fought to free himself from the bears. "I'm going to pack and go to Billy's for the night; don't ruin my house," he grumbled, heading for the stairs.

"We won't!" I called at the same time that Emmett said. "Can we ruin your daughters instead?"

Rose cackled while Dad covered his ears.

"Celebration sex!" Jasper growled in delight, wrapping his arm around Alice who turned around and climbed him like a tree.

They were out the door in seconds with a last line from Alice over her shoulder: "We'll leave the house to you, Bella. Enjoy wrecking your virgin!"

I pointed at Emmett. "This is why you will always be my favourite. You're hilarious and you don't have the audacity to cockblock me then kidnap my sister for celebratory sex." I paused for a moment before grinning wickedly. "Instead she kidnaps you."

He didn't have time to spin around before Rose was hauling him out the back door. Before they'd even closed the door her hand was in his pants and I didn't want to see anymore.

I put the bottle down on the nearest surface and pounced on Edward, tackling him onto the sofa as I wrapped my limbs around him. "You'll never escape me now!" I declared happily.

His lips curved into a sinful smile that had my heart racing. "I don't intend to." But then be pulled back, frowning. "But I don't want to hurt you."

I raised an eyebrow. "Hurt me? You should be more worried about yourself."

He shook his head, as obstinate as ever. "I know you're more capable than anyone I've ever met, but I'm still a vampire. I could crush you if I'm not careful."

I wound my fingers through his hair and pulled until his neck was bared to me deliciously. I bit down on his jugular and his hips jerked up beneath me. I grinned against his skin before slowly kissing up his neck until I got to his ear. "You forget lover boy, I'm a witch. That little spell in the clearing doesn't just make us faster and stronger; it makes us sturdier too," I breathed, biting down lightly on his ear. "And I just cast it."

His eyes grew wide and his mouth fell open a bit. "Oh." Then, like he was thinking exactly how sturdy I could be, I felt him grow hard beneath me. "Then don't let me stop you, love."

"I'm stopping you."

I spun around to see Dad walking down the stairs, a hand covering his eyes and I sighed.

"Please wait until I'm out of the house before you have sex with your virgin, Bells." Dad headed for the door. "That's not something I ever want to hear. Or see."

I smirked. "You're ruining my corruption, Dad. And how did you know he's a virgin?"

Dad snorted. "He's practically creaming himself just having you on his lap, Bells. I've seen pre-teens in lock up more experienced than him." Then he shuddered. "No. I'm not having this conversation with you. I'm leaving. Goodbye!"

"Right so, how far should you have driven before I take his V-card?" I asked sweetly, just to be evil.

"GOODBYE!" He swung open the door, but as I cackled, he swore viciously enough to make me straighten in caution. Particularly when Edward stiffened underneath me and snarled in the direction of the door.

I saw the bitch's car pull back in through the window and growled at Edward as I climbed off him; "Go wait for me upstairs. She should be leaving with my boot in her arse soon enough. Evil, poisoning, cockblocking, bitch."

"She brought her attorney with her." Edward's face twisted into a snarl. "She plans to scare you into accepting that she has visitation rights by threatening you with court."

"I'll kick him too. Now go; I will be corrupting you tonight and we'll visit her when cows fly."

As Edward headed upstairs, I walked over to join Dad.

"How does that boy know what her plans are?" he murmured.

"Same way I hid several dozen bottles of alcohol in this house without you noticing." It was really close to two hundred bottles, but he didn't need to know that.

He nodded, accepting it all far easier than I expected, but considering all that had happened the last eight days, Dad was probably past his limit of thinking too hard on things.

Renee didn't wait for us to invite her in, just barged past like she owned the place. A man—a boy really; he couldn't have been older than twenty—followed her from his own car.

I contemplated blasting her out with my magic just as I could see Dad reaching for his gun before our eyes met and we sighed, following the bitch and her lawyer to the kitchen. He introduced himself to us but I didn't bother to listen. He wouldn't be staying long.

"Come to sign your confession?" I raised an eyebrow at her as I leaned against the kitchen bench.

"I've come to keep my promise," she snarled in something that was supposed to be threatening. She slapped a folder down on the table. "I said I'd make your life hell, and I intend to keep to that."

I rolled my eyes. Murder is sounding so much fun right now. Quicker too.

"Congratulations, you're succeeding with your mere presence. Ever heard of soap?"

"Can't you smell her? Clearly she hasn't." Dad crossed his arms.

I pinched my nose lightly. "Do be quick. It will take us months to get the scent of desperation and B.O. out of the furniture."

Dad sighed. "No, she sat on the couch earlier. We'll need to get rid of everything."

I scrunched up my face. "You're right. Not even bleach will help" I paused for a moment. "Unless she drinks it, then it would help immensely."

He clicked his fingers. "I've got some in the laundry. Would you like a nice tall glass, Renee? I'll even chill it for you."

"Enough!" Renee snapped, steam practically leaking from her ears.

"What my client meant to say—" the lawyer man held up his hand to stop Renee from putting her foot in it, "—is we've come to present you with a deal. As part of the custody agreement you both signed, the parent without primary custody of your daughters is allowed visitational rights of two weekends a month, as well as a full month during the summer holidays until the children reach legal age."

"What?" Dad frowned. "No, it didn't. I would have remembered reading about that!" He crossed his arms over his chest and scowled. "I wasn't allowed to see my daughters for eight years before they came to live with me!"

"It's not my fault you can't read!" Renee spat before her lawyer could stop her.

I narrowed my eyes at the man. "Ah, so we should talk about how she illegally held visitation from my father for more than seven years? Dad, do you still have those letters? The ones of Renee refusing to let us come here and denying your repeated requests to visit us in Phoenix."

The lawyer held up his hand to keep Renee from spouting shit as he nodded calmly. "And your father is well within his rights to take that up with the courts."

I smiled. That was exactly what I wanted him to say. My mic was still attached to my shirt and on. Her own lawyer basically admitting we had a case against her wasn't going to look pretty for her in court.

"However, cases like those rarely fare well as your father never took this matter to court beforehand."

I smiled. "My father is the chief of police here. You are aware that as a chief he's legally obligated to find someone to fill his position if he is away, and since at the time Phoenix was our primary residence he would have had to fly there and stay—something that is very expensive. Renee was obviously abusing his lack of financial resources to deal with the case in court."

The lawyer's lips twitched slightly like he was enjoying my defense.

Could I be a lawyer? I dug my nails into the palm of my hand. Focus, Bella. Career choices later.

"I am aware your father has exceptional circumstances, however to get his case investigated at least, all he would have needed was to make a call to Adrian Chang in Seattle—the Head of familial and custodial disputes."

I smiled with teeth. "And where in the custodial agreement does it provide that information?"

This time the lawyer smiled. "At the bottom of page nine, Miss Swan."

"So you have read the custodial agreement. Tell me, how long have you been my mother's lawyer?" I asked pleasantly.

"Since she requested alteration in the custodial agreement between her and your father at the beginning of this year when you were transferred to your father's care. I specialise in custodial disputes, Miss Swan."

"That's great, so why haven't you contacted my sisters and I yet?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Because you are not my client, Miss Swan, and my case does not include an investigation into your affairs but rather a defence of your mother's rights as legal guardian."

I grinned. "Oh, but my sisters and I are sixteen, and isn't it the established custom for custodial lawyers to speak with the minors in question if they are of a consenting age to ensure that they have all pertinent information?"

"Not in the state of Washington. Which is your primary residence."

"Primary residency is established following a forty day period. And that passed last week. Where were you before that? Some might call that negligent legal aid."

The lawyer's eyes narrowed and Renee swallowed, looking away. I wondered for a moment if she hadn't told him exactly how long we'd been here for. But I wasn't going to let him get a defence in. "You also were legally obligated to contact my father as soon as the altered legal agreement was filed, which you failed to do. Really it could be argued that you did so purposefully on your client's behalf."

It wouldn't surprise me if Renee had offered to contact Dad and then just didn't. She was that kind of bitch.

And even if the lawyer had a reasonable response I was going to make sure this entire recording was heard in court, and just the accusation would be enough to create reasonable doubt.

Honestly I knew I was out of my depth with this. But I wasn't trying to do the impossible and one up him with legal talk. I was just bringing up points that any jury would see as a reason to doubt Renee. It didn't even matter if I started making up shit. I was a sixteen year old in anyone else's eyes, so they would waive any of my mistakes, but the things I said would still stick in their minds. And that would be enough

I then turned my eyes on Renee. "Did you also mention to your lawyer about the dozens of witnesses we have who have heard you repeatedly call me a whore, my sisters a slut, and announce to the world that you wished you didn't have us? I wonder what a judge would say to that." I hummed in mock thoughtfulness.

"Enough!" Renee snapped as the lawyer's eyes narrowed. "I have had enough of your lies and your bullshit! I came here to tell you, I get visitation, or I'm taking you to court and drawing it out for as long as I can."

The lawyer looked like he was already regretting coming here.

I quirked an eyebrow. "Like you drew out my poisoning? You know, I wonder if you were smart enough to destroy the notes you sent to the vet detailing why you wanted the pills?"

She wasn't, but I had already taken them out of the vet's office long before now.

The lawyer's nostrils flared and the papers in his hands crinkled slightly before his expression smoothed out. In a mildly tight voice he said, "Why don't we reconvene this meeting tomorrow when everyone has had some rest. I have some papers here that I'm sure you would both like to look over in the meantime. It details the deal Mrs Dwyer proposes."

I nodded, enjoying the sight of my enemy retreating. "Of course. And just so you can't say we blindsided you, I will have a doctor here tomorrow. He's been my primary physician since I came to Forks," I said, a plan forming in my head as I grinned and looked at Renee. "Obviously you'll be bringing my medical files from Phoenix," I added sweetly. "You didn't get rid of them too, did you?"

Renee paled and the lawyer glanced at her for the first time since they'd walked in. There was something in his eyes that made me want to watch him closer. With a slow growing curl of satisfaction, I wondered if I could ruin more of Renee's life by turning her own lawyer against her. Now that certainly would be fun.

The lawyer cleared his throat. "That shouldn't matter, your old primary doctor in Phoenix should be able to overnight fax all relevant medical files to my firm." He stood and straightened his tie.

But before he and Renee could leave, I heard footsteps heading down the stairs. We all turned to see Edward walking into the room, dressed in nothing but my flimsy robe. He was entirely focused on something in his hands.

"Bella, my love. What on earth are these?" He held up a fluffy pair of handcuffs and finally looked up. He gasped when he saw our 'guests'. He pulled the robe around him tighter. "Oh gods, I didn't realise we had company. I'm so sorry."

I grinned wickedly. "That's just one of the many items in my toy chest."

The lawyer coughed and I turned to see him looking as neutral as possible as he handed Dad the papers. "I will see you both tomorrow. Would it be alright if we returned at eleven tomorrow morning?"

Dad nodded. "Make it twelve and we're good."

"Now you're letting that whore have boys over?" Renee shrieked, her face ruddy and I wondered if it was because Edward was practically naked in Dad's kitchen, or because she was being ignored. But I grinned at her because not only had she called me a whore on in front of her lawyer, but she had done it on recording again to boot!

The forced neutrality on the lawyer's face dropped to genuine annoyance that he quickly covered it up. "Mrs Dwyer, I would suggest refraining from speaking until this meeting is over. Anything you say could be used as evidence against you."

I made sure to give her a little wave as she headed out the door with a childish stomp and a scream. As the lawyer followed her, he paused at the edge of the kitchen. He tilted his head like he'd spotted something, and I realised he was looking directly at one of the recorder bears we'd placed in the entryway.

I froze, wondering if maybe he'd spotted the camera. I held my breath as he picked the bear up, eyeing it, before his lips curled into a smile. His finger ran gently over the eye that served as a camera and he snorted.

"Congratulations on your pregnancy," was all he said, but the little curl of his lips and nod said a thousand times more.

I smirked. "See you tomorrow."

Once he was out the door and earshot, Dad remarked. "If your heart wasn't set on the virgin, the lawyer would be cute for you. You'd twist each other into argumentative circles and drive each other crazy."

"He did look delicious." I hummed and started switching off the cameras and microphones. "Especially that cocky little grin at the end? What a yum night that would be."

"I'm right here, you know," Edward drawled from the stairs.

"Yes. You are." Dad crossed his arms over his chest. "On my stairs, in nothing but my daughter's bathrobe, holding a pair of handcuffs. Give me one good reason not to bury you in my backyard?"

"Cause I need the space for when I eventually murder Renee," I said, after turning my mic and the cameras off.

"The backyard of her ex-husband is the first place they'd look, Bella." Dad pulled a pack of beer out from the fridge and stuffed it into his bag. With a sigh, he leaned against the counter and scrubbed at his forehead. "I don't see how to get rid of her without going to court."

I refrained from mentioning murder again. "She has no grounds to stand on."

"She has enough, Bells. And even if she only had an inch, she'd still make enough of a fight to make our lives hell. As she said, she'll drag a court case out for as long as she can and make it messy enough to ruin all our lives." He dropped his chin to his chest, crossing his arms. "I wouldn't be surprised if she finds a way to get you three put into foster care until it's over and then extend it until you're eighteen."

Renee was exactly that petty. The idea soured my mood until I wanted to march out there and remove her head regardless of if the lawyer was looking or not.

Dad sighed again, pushing himself off the counter. "Maybe Billy and Harry'll have some ideas." He kissed me on the forehead as he passed. "Make sure you get some sleep tonight, Bells. I know there's nothing I can do to stop you have sex, but just make sure you two stay safe and be smart. And I'd rather you be doing it in my house where I know you're safe than in the back of his car or whatever you kids do these days."

With that he was out the door.

Edward's arms curled around my waist and he rested his chin on my shoulder. "We'll end this, my love."

"When?" I growled, glowering at the door she'd walked out of. "I want her out of my life now."

"Maybe Carlisle has something we can use." He placed a soft kiss on the side of my neck. "I'll need to give him a call so he knows to get everything ready for tomorrow."

I grabbed his arm in a vise-like grip. Carlisle. Yes. I'll call him now.

"Give me your phone." I stared at the wall, not seeing it as thoughts ran through my head at lightning speed.

He did as asked, and I quickly went to his contacts and made the call, listening to it ring.

"Edward?" Carlisle's voice came through clearly and my fists clenched at the sound. "Is everything alright? Did everything go to plan today?"

For a long moment I said nothing, before I sucked in a deep breath and said, "Hello Pastard."

"Hello, Isabella," he said smoothly. "What can I do for you?"

"I need your help with something, but first how do I make you our primary physician?"

"What is this about?"

I sighed. Vampires were so difficult. "I need you to be my primary physician."

"Why?"

I growled. "Because, as my primary physician, you would have access to my medical records, and once you check those records you will discover that Renee has never taken us to a doctor or hospital other than the one time she took me to confirm my infertility. And even then that was just a check for that specific issue."

"I see…and when would you like me to bring up this…newly acquired information?"

"Tomorrow at twelve in my living room would be lovely."

"I believe I understand what you are doing here."

"As long as you play along I don't care if you understand or not. Oh, and do wear your lab coat, I'm going for a show."

I didn't bother waiting for his response, just hung up. Edward's arms were once again around my waist, pulling me in until my back was pressed against his chest. "I'm proud of you."

I scoffed. "For what? Asking him for help?"

"For not reaching through the phone to strangle him like I know you wanted to."

"I did consider it. And now I expect a reward." I tugged him down for a kiss.

Suddenly the lock on the front door sounded, and I pulled away with a groan. "Fuck! What now?"

"Just me, coming in for my phone!" Dad walked in, hand covering his eyes. "I'll be out before you notice me."

"Too late," I groaned, leaning into Edward. Is today cockblocking Bella day?

"You all good, Bells?" He frowned. He dropped his hand to glance at Edward, anger lighting up in his eyes. "Did he do something to you?"

"Nope! That's the point! I'm rather hoping he'll put something in me if people would stop fucking cockblocking us!" I growled, before sighing when I saw the concern on Dad's face. "I called Carlisle to tell him about tomorrow."

"Oh, you didn't have to do that, Bells! That's why I was coming in for my phone!" Dad sighed. "Alright, you know what, I don't need my phone now. Call Billy if you need me, and you two have fun." He pointed sternly at Edward. "Treat her well."

"We would if you didn't stop me from dropping my panties," I grumbled.

Edward's hands gripped my waist a little tighter. "I thought you were going to say dropping to your knees for a moment there," he murmured, just loud enough for Dad to hear and to make me smile.

"I'll do that too." I leaned further into him, my mood rising significantly at the idea. "After all, we can't really have celebratory sex if there's nothing to celebrate. So maybe I'll just teach you some lessons."

The door slammed behind Dad and I cackled as I dragged Edward all the way up to my room.

Once inside Edward spun around and pressed me against the door as he trailed his nose along my throat. "Why do you torture your father?" he asked huskily.

I sucked in a sharp breath. "Because you won't let me torture yours," I breathed playfully.

His teeth nipped at my ear making me shiver. "Why would I let you torture anyone else when you can do it to me instead?"

He moved his leg in between mine and I arched into him as he brushed against my clothed core. My skirt was short enough so the only thing between me and his thigh were my panties and his jeans. And fuck if that wasn't hot.

"Screw celebratory sex," I groaned, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt as he applied more delicious pressure. "I need you now."

But he just hummed. "But celebratory sex sounds so much more thrilling. And I'd rather wait until there's nothing left on your mind but me." His teeth bit into the skin of my throat, just enough to leave a mark and make me jolt against him. "So I'll give you a twenty-four hour extension, my love." I could feel his grin against my skin as he placed a kiss against the same spot. "You can blow my mind tomorrow night."

"Then what do I get tonight?" I breathed, clenching around nothing as his thigh pressed higher, lifting me to the tips of my toes. His hands at my hip kept me balanced as the weight of gravity tugged me tighter against him. "Because I'm sure as hell not sleeping like this tonight."

"I believe you said something about lessons, my love?" He clenched the muscles in his thigh and the movement sent a pulse of arousal coiling through me. I moaned, my fingers digging into his shoulders and rocked my hips against him. He pressed his lips back to my ear to purr, "Or we could just continue like this until you come undone?"

More heat shot through me at his words. Where'd the ruined bottom from earlier go? I tipped my head back to give him more access to my neck and as his teeth trailed love bites along my throat I shuddered against him. I don't fucking care. I need him now.

It was almost embarrassing how close I was from just his thigh. But when pulled back and dropped his leg a little, I hissed at the loss of friction. I wound my fingers through his hair and tugged his head back until his lips were deliciously close to mine. "Finish what you started—" I ghosted my lips along his, "and I'll teach you all the lessons you like."

With a growl he surged forward to crash his lips against mine. Then, with a delicious show of his inhumanity, he raised his knee between my thighs until he lifted me off the floor. I tore my lips away with a gasp as I almost came at the new position. I fell against him and the new angle sent a delirious heat through me.

"Bella. Bella. Bella." He murmured my name like a prayer against my skin, worshipping at my throat like I was everything to him. I began rocking back and forth on his thigh, moaning as the material of his jeans rubbed against my clothed clit. It was the exact friction I needed to lose myself. "Take what you want. Take it."

Resting my hands on his shoulders, I used him for balance as I rocked on his thigh. Every movement made me gush and I could feel that coil growing tighter inside me.

Oh gods, yes. Don't stop. Don't stop. My head tipped back and all I could focus on was his thigh beneath me. More. More. Please. More.

"I won't stop," he whispered, and I realised I'd moaned my thoughts aloud. I didn't care. "Never. Never. You look so beautiful like this. So beautiful for me."

I shivered at his words. Yes. For you. Only you.

His head dipped, and suddenly he was pulling my shirt over my head. His cool lips against the swell of my breast made me cry out, clenching around him.

"Don't stop. Just like that, baby." I pulled at his hair, pushing him against me. "Please. Please. More."

His hands slipped around my back, undoing my bra as his lips traced the top of my left breast. I pressed him closer and wondered briefly if he could taste my heartbeat through my skin, but then all thoughts were gone as he threw my bra across the room and latched onto my nipple. I arched into him, my rhythm against his thigh faltering as his hand came up to roll my other nipple in his gentle fingers.

"Show me, love," he whispered, his tongue flicking out over my nipple. "Show me what you want. Show me how to love you."

I was close. So ridiculously close. Just one more push and I'd be gone. It was like I was a virgin all over again in his hands, so ready to fall apart at just a touch. His hands kneaded my breasts with the perfect pressure while his mouth moved to the other. But he never strayed down, despite how badly I needed him too. So I decided to teach him a lesson.

I pulled at his hair, whimpering slightly as the cold air replaced his mouth on my breast, but I needed the clarity if I was going to make this last. For a virgin from the twenties, he was deliciously good at this. And I didn't want my first time cumming with him to be from dry thigh humping and a bit of fondling. Even if it was fucking fantastic.

"Then I'll give you your first lesson," I panted, tightening my hands in his hair until his eyes fluttered shut.

Using my leverage there, I lifted one foot to press against the tent of his pants and grinned. He whimpered like a porn star and shuddered like he was about to cum.

Well at least I'm not the only one who's getting ruined far too quickly like this. I lifted my foot a little so the fun wouldn't stop and let go of his hair a little. I pulled his mouth up to mine, keeping a fraction between us. "For your first lesson, I'm going to show you one of my favourite spots." I smirked at the shattering look in his eyes. "Give me your hand, baby. Let me show you how to make me come undone."

Leaning back and taking his hand in mine, I slipped his fingers under the waistline of my pants and watched his mouth fall open at the feel of my soaked folds. Still holding his hand, I dipped his fingers into my arousal and murmured, "This is how you make me feel."

"So wet for me," he murmured and my hips bucked against him, dragging deliciously against his thigh and fingers.

It took everything in me not to come right then as his fingers swiped experimentally through my folds and against my clit. Instead I directed fingers to the bud and started swirling.

I dropped my forehead against his. "Just like that. Just like that, baby." I pressed his fingers down slightly and my hips bucked involuntarily against his hand. "Yes. Yes, just like that."

Oh gods, I don't think I can last any longer. Sweet Circe his fingers feel better than I thought.

I removed my hand from his, letting him take over and get a feel for it. Then, before he could react, I slipped my arousal-covered fingers into his mouth. His fingers jerked against me and I cried out, bucking against him. He let out an animalistic growl as he greedily sucked my fingers and his eyes darkened to nearly black.

Then, with a show of quick thinking, he flicked my clit, and I arched against him with a cry loud enough to wake the neighbours.

Yes. Yes.

My head tipped back against the door and with every flick of his fingers and brush of his thigh, I hurtled towards the edge. I bit my lip to keep from moaning but his other hand came up to pull my mouth harshly open.

My fingers fell from his mouth to grip his shoulders as he hitched his thigh higher and he growled, "Don't hide your sounds from me, my love. Don't." His lips surged forward to suck and bite at the pulse of my throat. "Let me hear how I make you feel. Wake the neighbours. Wake the whole damn town. Show everyone how I make you feel."

He flicked harder against my clit and lifted his leg more until I tipped forward into him. I didn't have the concentration to still be grinding against his thigh, but I didn't care. Not with how close I was.

"Edward. Edward. Edward." His name was a chant on my tongue, and every utterance had him rubbing faster until he was faster than any vibrator I'd ever used. I was overwhelmed by him. I couldn't be quiet if I wanted to. "Please. Please. Please, baby. I'm close. Don't stop."

"Then come," he growled, crashing his lips against mine. He swallowed my moans and with each flick, he pushed me closer to the edge. Until finally he pressed down harshly on my clit and I came with a piercing scream. I couldn't hold the explosion back, and my body shuddered through the fiercest orgasm I'd ever had.

By the holy fucks. I fell limp against him, my eyes wide and chest heaving. How the fuck was he that good?

"Bella?" his concerned voice filtered through my post orgasmic haze and I looked up to see him staring at me with eyes just as wide. "Are you okay?"

Nope. I'm definitely addicted to coming around your fingers now. I pressed my forehead against his with a grin. "Are you sure you've never done that before?" He shook his head and I snorted. "Then it looks like tomorrow you won't be the only one having your mind blown. Because if you can do that with just your fingers, I can't wait to see what you learn when you're buried in me."

His hips jerked and I could see him thinking about it. I watched as his concern quickly turned into cockiness. "So I did alright?"

"Good enough that we're doing that as many times tonight as it takes for my legs to give out." I grinned and watched him grow harder at just the thought. "But now I think it's time I return the favour. You've been such a good boy for me." I loosened my grip on his hair and shoulders. "It's time for your second lesson. And I think you'll enjoy it more than the first."

"Nothing could be more enjoyable than watching you fall apart because of me." He grinned, his fingers flicking over my sensitive clit again. I gushed around him with a groan and tried not to come again.

Fuck. If I'd I known sex with him was this good, I'd have done it ages ago.

I clenched my nails into my palm and focused on that rather then on how desperately I wanted round two right now. No. This was about him right now. It was time I returned the favour.

When he'd taken my fingers in his mouth, I'd removed my foot from his erection, but now I pressed it back down again. I watched him jolt against me, the movement making his fingers press harder against me and I moaned at the overstimulation.

"What do I do?" he breathed.

"Put me down." I pressed against his shoulders, moaning as his fingers slipped out of my pants and I slid down his leg, almost creaming myself at just that. Then I got down on my knees, watching as his eyes blew wide and he whimpered.

Oh, sweet boy. If just the sight of me on my knees is enough to send you over the edge, you are not going to survive everything I have planned for you.

"All you have to do is fall apart, baby." I rested my hands on his thighs. His bulge was right in front of me, and if the silhouette was anything to go by… My mouth watered at the thought and I clenched my thighs together. "Enjoy this lesson, and then we'll see what kind of recovery period vampires have, hmm?"

[Deleted Smut Scene. if you wish to read it head over to AO3 my username there is Mysteryheart]