[Author's Note: Hello everyone! It's a Christmas Miracle! I'm sorry I've been MIA for so long. Really no excuse there. BUT I'm back and I'm going to complete this. Please read and review. I like the reviews. And this is for you. You know who you are.]
Bella Swan
Kate and Carmen had returned by the time Bella and Rosalie made their way back to the Cullen home. Carmen caught them in the main room and threw her arms around them both.
"Dios mio!" she exclaimed, enthusiastically, "how wonderful it is to see you alive," she said to Bella, and then directing her attention to Rosalie- "and you out of that room!"
"I'm surprised you even noticed my absence," Rosalie replied, her tone subtly smug, "this is the first time either of you have been out of the guest room isn't it? I can only imagine what Esme will say when she sees what you've done to her decor."
Kate and Carmen exchanged looks and the blonde said, "We've been very respectful," to which Carmen clarified, "to the general structure of the room."
"And the furniture?" Rosalie wanted to know.
A mischievous glint sparkled in Carmen's eyes when she said, "I'll pay for anything broken."
"Or disintegrated," Kate amended, the same smirk her girlfriend wore now pulling at the side of her mouth.
Their hands found one another and linked and the two vampires gravitated closer to one another. Their tension was heavy in the air, and even though Bella knew exactly what was on both of their minds, she wanted to test her gift.
"Put your hands on my hips," Bella instructed Rosalie, who obliged right away, "I don't want you to stop touching me, but I-" She went forward, the blonde following suit, and she put one hand on Carmen's wrist, and the other on Kate's.
Immediately, their thoughts began to stream into her head, disjointed images, general desires. Both women's minds were overtaken with words and fantasies of going down on the other one. Casually, Bella wondered what the official term of 69ing was, but then, thinking about it with Rosalie, she released the other two women and stepped back, rubbing her ass across the front of Rose's hips without thinking about any repercussions.
The following growl pressed into her ear was quiet. "I can smell it," the blonde purred, her hands snaking to Bella's stomach, guiding her.
"What can you smell?" Bella replied, closing her eyes for a moment.
"The cum running down the insides of your thighs," Rosalie answered. "And it's making my mouth water."
Bella groaned and then, at the clearing of a throat, she pulled herself back together. Once again, Alice had caught them lost in lust.
"Hello Bella, hello Rosalie," she said, greeting them both brightly, "You're back from your hunt, I see."
"We are," Rosalie presented.
"And did Bella feed?" Alice wanted to know.
"Yes," the blonde replied, and then, one hand dipping between her lover's thighs and then sliding back up to rest over her ribcage. "She fed twice actually."
Bella allowed a nearly silent sigh to escape her lips. She was aware Alice had seen Rosalie touch her and it was obvious then that the elder vampire was beyond sensitivity. The brunette became very acutely aware of the way in which she was pulsing. She knew Rose had felt it because for a moment the blonde's talented middle finger had pressed at her very center.
"It was a good afternoon," Bella told Alice, trying to reign in her yearning, "Did you, um, have a good afternoon?" She had meant only to be polite, but as the words came out of her mouth, she thought fleetingly of the vision she'd seen earlier.
"We," Alice said, "had a very good afternoon." She winked and added, "Twice actually."
Meanwhile, Carmen and Kate had disappeared. If Bella trained her ear, she could hear the two of them sighing from one of the guest rooms upstairs. She had to force herself to stop listening but hearing them was making her jealous and even more horny than she already was. Why exactly were they waiting? She reached up, put her hand to Rosalie's jaw and brought her face closer to her neck so that the blonde could move aside some of Bella's chestnut locks and begin kissing the bare spots of her shoulder. In doing so, Bella had a sneak peek of Rosalie's mind. Apparently the other vampire was desperate to trib. Bella wondered what it would feel like to do that with Rosalie and she felt a wave of ecstasy slide down her form. The result was a strangled moan.
"I need you," she told her. Every time the blonde pressed kisses to her skin, it felt like a shockwave straight to her pussy.
Slowly, Rosalie brought her hand up and wrapped it around her lover's throat. With the other one, she began to tease the skin above the band of Bella's jeans.
Suddenly Alice squealed and both women froze.
"It's beautiful Rose," Alice exclaimed. "When?" she asked, sprinting forward to squeeze her sister's upper arm with impatience. "Are you going to give it to her tonight?"
Rosalie's expression was entirely serious. "Yes," she said. Her hand pushed down into Bella's pants to cup around her mound and she added, "Tonight." Then, she brought her hand out, spun the brunette in her arms and kissed her once, twice, three times. Afterwards, with her hand around the park ranger's jaw, she said, "Right now, behave, Darling."
"The entire thing," the pixie-esque vampire said, beginning to gush. "The decorations the-"
Rosalie lifted her hand to signal to her younger sister that she needed to shut up. "Alice," she warned.
The smaller vampire's mouth immediately clamped shut. The look of absolute elation however did not even waver. A moment or so passed and then she said, "In other news Bella, you have guests."
"Guests?" Bella echoed, her head tilting to one side. For a moment there she had forgotten that anything existed outside of her new vampire family.
"Yes," she confirmed. "Guests." Then, her nose scrunched up and she added, "Smelly ones."'
Bella, still hanging on to her lover, moved forward and took Alice's hand. One word stood out to her amongst the disjointed thoughts streaming through Alice's head- werewolf.
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Rosalie Hale
Their stench was nearly unbearable and she was becoming more and more amazed by Bella's ability to withstand it. The only way Rosalie was able to cope was to bury her face in the crook of Bella's neck and inhale her scent; it was heavenly.
The two of them sat in the main room of the Cullen home, Bella nestled in Rosalie's lap in an armchair. Across from them, Leah and Jake were seated on the couch."
"How didn't I know?" Bella asked her best friend, "I mean how were you hiding that from me? When did it first happen?"
"Two years ago," Rosalie provided, matter of fact.
Bella's eyebrows pinched, "How do you-?"
"The Cullens returned two years ago," Jake told her. "We started changing because of them." He didn't sound as though he were blaming them, but his tone was somber.
"They've always upheld the treaty," Leah went on, "to only feed on animals. But just the presence of them within this proximity triggered the change."
"So you'll always be a werewolf?" She asked Leah. Then, looking at Jacob, "Who else?"
"Half the pack. Anyone around 16 to 21," was Leah's answer. "And yes. As long as you're around." She paused, letting that info sink in. "Someone told me you're immortal now," she added after a moment, her tone suddenly playful.
It dawned on the brunette then what her friend was hinting at. "You are?" she asked, and then quickly amended with, "You are!" More hugs were exchanged and Jake and Leah were treated to a dinner prepared by Esme.
The two werewolves were seated across from the vampires at the table in the dining room. Rosalie was on Bella's left, her right hand between her thighs, her fingers petting the crotch of her jeans softly. Half way through her visitors' meal, Bella was practically sitting in a puddle.
"I can't tell Jess or Ang," she told them, trying to turn her focus back to her guests.
"Why not?" Jake wanted to know. "I mean they're your other best friends, right?"
"Right," Bella said, "But-"
"I mean I can't exactly tell Jess or Ang," Leah said, "because I'm not allowed. But you can't because..?"
"The Volturi," Rosalie provided.
"The Volturi," Jake repeated, trying out the Italian name on his tongue. "Who is that?"
"Our lawmakers," the blonde explained. "The eldest of us. They make the rules that we follow. One of those rules is not revealing our immortality to mortals."
"At the threat of?" Leah asked.
"Death," Rosalie answered cooly.
"Never thought vampires could die," Jake mused out loud, "until the battle we had the other night. But it's hard. You basically gotta pull them apart and-" he stopped himself, remembering in whose presence he was and then cleared his throat. "I mean I'd only ever hurt the bad ones."
"What the Volturi would do to us," she said, "is much worse than anything a werewolf could inflict." She licked her lips, "No offense."
"None taken," Jacob responded, but he sounded a little wounded.
"Are there any exceptions?" Leah asked.
"Not usually," was Rosalie's answer. "The risk of telling anyone is extreme. If they find out, they aren't very forgiving."
"Okay," the female werewolf nodded. She swallowed the last of her food, which was a considerably large bite of mashed potatoes and gravy. "Not Jess or Ang. But what about Charlie?"
Suddenly Bella looked very sad. Charlie was her father, but he was also a human. He would get older and die but Bella, because of what Rosalie had done, would never would. And Charlie would be able to tell that she wasn't aging as long as she was in his life. Rose knew that it would be hard to eventually convince the other woman to step out of her friends' lives, maybe even her emotionally unavailable mother's.. but she knew Bella would understand. But not Charlie's. The blonde knew that Bella would refuse to part with him. That being said, how could Bella hide what she was from him if she wanted to remain in his life?
A frown was painting her lover's perfect face and Rosalie immediately wanted to kiss it away. But she was trying not to be inappropriate in front of her lover's best friends.
Instead, she slipped her hand up and inside of Bella's jeans. Then, she continued her petting directly along her girlfriend's slit; Bella was not wearing any underwear. The frown twitched and then, the park ranger's forehead furrowed. She saw her jaw clench. "We will tell Charlie," Rosalie told the other woman. "Would that make you happy?" She wasn't altogether sure how it would go, or whether or not she was making a terrible mistake in suggesting it, but she wouldn't tell Bella no.
"Is it too dangerous?" The brunette inquired, her eyes now locked in Rosalie's golden irises. "I don't want to endanger our family." Arousal laced her words, but it was imperceivable to anyone but Rosalie.
"Charlie is worth it Sweet Love," Rosalie told her, soothingly, "I know you'll want him in your life."
"Yes," Bella said, and then she closed her eyes for just a second. Then, with one of her hands going to press against the one between her legs, she huffed, "Please."
The tip of the blonde vampire's middle finger found Bella's clit with precision. Then, lazily, she began to rub it.
"So when can you tell him?" Jake asked, none the wiser to what was happening beneath the table top.
"The sooner the better," Leah suggested. "Charlie is super worried about you. He hasn't heard from you in like a week. I told him you'd taken a hiatus from the tower because you caught the flu but he's suspicious as hell. Told him you were bunked up with the Cullens and your new girlfriend but-" She shook her head. "He doesn't get why he can't visit."
"The tower," Bella quipped suddenly, "I forgot I have a job."
"You had a job," Leah corrected.
Bella was pouting now and Rosalie wasn't sure if it was because her girlfriend's responsible nature was making her feel guilty about quitting, or because the blonde was now in steady rhythm.
"You can't possibly think I'll let you keep working there," Rosalie said, teasing, "we have an afterlife to spend together and there are so many things-" she paused and when she did, her finger stopped too and Bella bit her lip. "That I want to do with you…" When she continued her ministrations, she could see frustration bathing in Bella's eyes. It was adorable.
"It's alright," Leah explained, somehow also oblivious to Bella's arousal, "I'll get someone to collect your stuff and send them here and I'll find someone else to fill the position. It's not like there are that many forest fires in Forks." She shrugged.
"So that solves that problem," Rosalie said to the group, "Now Bella, Darling Girl, Love of my Existence," she removed her hand from her lover's pants and, absolutely unable to resist, she put it in her mouth and sucked it. The werewolves were clearly suspicious but neither of them commented. And so she took Bella's face in her hand and tilted it to the side so that she could brush kisses up and down her throat. "So when do you want to tell your father?"
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