AN: Hiya. Some of you read this chapter before I took it down, but for those who haven't here it is. I have made some small changes.

AGAIN. This chapter is full of sex and probably inappropriate sexual situations. Don't let it surprise you. LOL. It's extremely NC-17.

~xoxoxoxo~

Chapter 2:

I stared at her, not quite sure if she was serious or not. I had just pounded the shit out of this girl. I was still inside of her and she was ready for another go? I looked down to where we were joined.

Apparently I'm ready.

"Give me a minute?" she asked almost innocently.

I had no words. I simply nodded. She pulled away from me and I hissed as I slipped out of her. Shit, whatever happened to recovery time? Not that I was complaining, but goddamn. I'd just had the most explosive orgasm of my life, but according to my dick, I was nowhere near finished.

I watched her as she walked away from me towards the walled off area in the corner.

I instantly wanted her back. No, I needed her back. I lay there, looking at the ceiling; my arms resting behind my head, and tried not to count the seconds until she came back to me.

What felt like hours later I heard her clear her throat and my eyes snapped open, searching for her. She was standing next to the bed looking down .

Fuck me.

Now she really looked like a fucking goddess. She had taken her hair down and it flowed down her back and curled around her sides. She had washed her face and was now looking at me through unmarked eyes. Her skin was pale, so pale that it almost glowed in the lantern light. She had dark brown eyes and a couple of freckles littered her nose and cheeks.

I sat up quickly, taking her hand and helping her back into the bed. She sat down next to me, still fully dressed; almost. She removed her boots and then pulled her stocking covered feet underneath her.

I leaned into her, kissing her clean lips and swiping my tongue over her viperbites.

"Your name?" she whimpered.

"Edward," I responded quietly, kissing her jaw.

She didn't offer me her name. I guess she assumed that Laurent had told me. Thank God he had.

Resting my hand against her neck, I leaned her back towards the bed again.

She unfolded her legs and allowed me to crawl back on top of her. I sat, straddling her, my dick resting precariously close to her entrance as I reached for one of her arms. I slowly peeled off the glove, kissing the tips of her fingers. When I was finished, I repeated the action with her other one.

Her corset tied in the front and I reached for the laces that were holding her in. Loosening them, I pulled the ends through each little hole until I had completely removed the lace. I peeled the corset away from her body, revealing her perfect pale breasts to me for the first time.

I had never seen anything so glorious. Leaning back in, I rested one hand on the bed next to her ear and the other on the bottom of her ribcage.

"You're so beautiful," I whispered, kissing the hollow of her neck and dragging my mouth downwards across her collarbone.

Her body shifted under me and I looked up into her eyes. She was watching me, completely fascinated, with a gentle smile on her face.

She looked so ingenuous that I almost felt guilty for what I was doing. But this girl was not naive. She knew exactly the power that she held over me at that moment. I was being allowed to explore her body because she wanted me to.

I dipped my head and ran my nose across the tip of her right nipple, relishing the sound of her breath hitching. My tongue darted out and flicked at the little bud before I sucked it into my mouth. She moaned loudly as I repeated my efforts on her left one.

She rolled her hips against me, reminding me that I still had work to do. I wanted her naked this time. Completely bare.

I shifted myself down so that I was kneeling with her feet between my thighs. She didn't seem to mind my hardness resting against her shins so I felt no compulsion to adjust it. I kissed my way down her ribcage and across her navel. I hooked my fingertips into the waistband of her skirt and slowly slid it down her legs. She still had her garter belt on and I unclipped it, sending it flying over the side of the bed.

She laughed, making her breasts bounce and I was momentarily distracted.

But there was so much more to explore.

Finding focus again, I kissed from her bellybutton down to her pubic bone, burying my nose in her tiny little patch of hair and taking a long lick of her slit before placing my lips on her inner thigh. She gasped and bucked her hips up towards my face. I looked up at her grinning devilishly. I heard a tiny growl escape her throat when she realized that I was teasing her.

I only had one more thing to remove. It was time to remove those fucksexy socks. Bella was beginning to vibrate and I could feel the sexual energy flowing from her every pore. I needed to get the socks off. Immediately.

I peeled them down her legs, kissing the undersides of her knees followed by her ankle bones. Bella began shaking and shuddering.

"Are you okay?" I asked her, genuinely concerned. She looked almost like she was in pain and for a moment I worried that I had actually done some internal damage. She bit her lip and closed her eyes.

"Once it starts, I can't control it," she gritted out. "I need you. Right now."

I had no idea what she was talking about. Once what started? I almost asked her but the look in her eyes when she opened them again was one of desperation.

"Please," she begged.

I couldn't deny her. She could have asked me to jump off a fucking cliff at that moment and I would have done it.

I scooted forward on my knees, between her legs, lifting her ass so that it rested on my thighs and slipping a pillow underneath her back. She was dripping with anticipation.

Gorgeous.

I positioned myself in front of her again and groaned. It had been maybe ten minutes. How was it possible that I was aching for her? I pushed into her and felt the soft flesh of her calves against my ass. If I had ever thought that round two would be slower and gentler, I was really fucking wrong. The minute my cock was fully engulfed in her pussy all sanity left me. I was like a wild animal, marking my territory; claiming my mate. The harder I drove into her the more she cried out in ecstasy.

"Oh fuck, Bella!" I bellowed as I felt her insides quiver.

She was panting heavily and she grinned wickedly at me.

"You might want to hold on to something," she warned me.

I clenched my jaw together, trying to understand what she was saying to me. My thrusts were brutal, my pace relentless. I was going to end up killing her. Can someone be fucked to death? Cause I was pretty sure that was exactly what was about to happen.

She reached her hands above her, grasping the bars that were against the wall tightly.

"Edward!" she cried out.

It finally hit me what she wanted me to do. I reached up and grabbed a hold of the bars just above where her tiny hands were now turning white. I'm not sure what she was thinking because this only gave me more leverage as I slammed into her. I was vaguely aware of the pain shooting through my legs as a result of our position, but I didn't care.

Our breathing, moaning, crying, grunting, and the slapping of our skin as we connected filled the room. And we were there again. The electricity, energy, whatever the fuck it was, enveloped us.

Our eyes were locked and I knew it was coming. I could feel it. Like a pot about to boil over, a kettle about to scream, I couldn't have stopped it if I had wanted to.

My orgasm was just as intense, if not more so, than the first. She wasn't kidding. If I hadn't been holding on I would have completely lost my balance. She screamed at the top of her lungs. This was it. She was dying. I was literally killing her with my dick. I heard her suck in a huge breath of air. Her gaze pierced through me and she smirked.

I'm pretty sure I was staring into the face of the devil herself, the fallen angel, because she was silently begging me for more.

That's how it continued. I lost count of how many times. Each time was just as intense as the first. I took her everywhere; standing up, sitting down, lying down, kneeling, forwards, backwards, and nearly upside down. She showed me no mercy. My desire for her never lessened. My head was swimming. Time was non-existent. I would have wondered if I had been drugged, but I hadn't had anything to eat or drink. Not that I can remember anyway. We were in our own little world; and I never wanted to leave.

~xoxoxoxo~

I rolled away from her, sweat pouring off my forehead. Her sheets were soaked with our bodily fluids and they were beginning to get uncomfortable.

"Enough!" Bella cried out. "Shower. Food. Sleep."

"Shower?"

She laughed. "We don't smell very good, Edward. It's time."

Funny, all I could smell was sex and it wasn't unpleasant at all.

I watched her as she stood up, grabbing a short sapphire blue robe from a hook on the wall and wrapping it around her nakedness. She slipped across the room and out the door. I had no idea what she was doing. Was I suppose to follow her? Before I could even move, she had returned. She reached out her hand for me and led me towards the back corner of the room; the walled in area that I had not yet been behind.

It was a motherfucking bathroom. Toilet, sink, bathtub and shower. It wasn't extravagant, industrial would be a good description. It was mostly made of concrete, stainless steel and glass. At that moment, however, it looked like fucking heaven.

She let go of me and turned on the shower head. It was then that I realized that I hadn't taken a piss since I'd arrived. And I had no idea how long that had been.

Bella stepped into the shower while I relieved myself and then joined her. I wrapped my arms around her torso, feeling her slick skin as the water rushed over it. I placed an open-mouth kiss on her shoulder and she tilted her head to give me access to her neck. My hands explored her hips, her navel and her ribcage before gliding them over her breasts, massaging them gently and flicking my thumbs over her nipples.

"Edward," she moaned.

"Bella," I whispered in her ear.

I wanted her again.

Will this feeling ever stop?

"No," she said, shuddering and pulling away. "I've already kept you from your judgment too long."

My judgment? Oh right, the woman who let me in said something about that.

"That's not until tomorrow morning," I mumbled trying to pull her to me again.

She started laughing. "That was yesterday morning Edward. You've been here for nearly two days."

What the fuck?

"Two days?"

She bit her lip and looked at me shyly. "I've been distracting you. Charlie's going to be angry."

"On purpose?" I wondered out loud.

She shook her head. "I….I've never felt it that intense before. I wanted to see what would happen."

"You do that regularly?"

I wasn't sure if I really wanted an answer to my question.

"No," she whispered. "Not that. That…..that was something new." She looked down and shook her head. " That was amazing."

I stared at her.

"Wait. We were fucking for two days straight?" My mouth gaped open. I had just processed that bit of information and I was fucking shocked.

How is that even possible?

"Uh, thirty-eight hours." She smiled, sticking her tongue out slightly between her teeth. She looked like a little girl who had just been caught doing something very naughty. She was pleased with herself. I gazed at her mouth. Her perfect, wet mouth.

Oh, God.

Bella lifted herself up onto her tippy toes and began massaging my scalp. The smell of petuli filled the steamy box as she washed my hair. I went to return the favor and as I was just about to start massaging the shampoo into her hair she sank to her knees.

"This will make it easier," she offered.

"No. No, doll, I'm pretty sure that's going to make it harder," I groaned as my dick twitched. It had never fully deflated, but with her on her knees, I was there again. Fuck.

She giggled and then took me into her mouth. I'm not sure how well her hair actually got washed, but she didn't seem too concerned about it as she sucked down my cum. How I had anything left in me was astonishing.

She finished up with her own hair and we dried each other off with the towels that were hanging up against the wall.

When we exited the bathroom, I had to stop. The bed had been made with new sheets and two trays full of food were lying on top of them. My duffle was sitting on the floor at the bottom of the bed.

"What?…Who?"

"Emmett and Jasper. My bodyguards," she shrugged.

I knew that she was meaning for that to be an explanation, but it just created new questions. What the fuck did she need bodyguards for?

"Eat and sleep," she said pointing to the food and the bed. "We have to be at Charlie's in ten hours and you're going to need your energy for judgment."

There it was again, 'judgment'. I had just fucked the man's teenage daughter six ways to Sunday for thirty-eight hours. Shit. I was in trouble.

I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I put that first forkful of food into my mouth. I had no idea what it was, but it was fucking delicious. I inhaled the rest, including a cup of black coffee and nearly a gallon of water. Bella ate carefully, watching me and occasionally snickering at my disgusting display of gluttony.

When we were both finished she beckoned me to join her under the fresh sheets. She was facing me and I wrapped my still naked body around hers, relishing in her softness. Within minutes I was asleep.

~xoxoxoxo~

"I'm not waking her up, you wake her up."

"Shit, she's gonna be pissed either way."

"Hey, wake him up. Let him do it."

Voices. Really fucking annoying voices.

"Dude. Dude, wake the fuck up." I felt my shoulder being violently shaken.

"What?" I growled.

I had no idea who was shoving my shoulder, but I was about to punch him the fuck out.

"Get up. You've been asleep for almost ten hours."

"So what," I mumbled. I could feel Bella's naked body against mine, our legs entwined. I pulled her closer to me.

"Shit! You're supposed to be down in the bosses office in ten minutes."

I bolted upright to see one guy standing over me and another at the end of the bed. The one at the end licked his lips and was staring intently at Bella. I turned around and saw that she was uncovered down to her waist. She was on her side, facing me and her arm was just barely covering her breast.

"Get the fuck out of here!" I seethed, reaching for the pewter mug that had held my coffee and throwing it at his head.

He lifted his hands to defend against the flying object and hesitated. I started to get up and they both headed for the doorway.

"Jesus, man. Chill out."

They disappeared through the curtain and left me alone with my sleeping goddess. I laid back down and stared at her beautiful face. She looked so young, so innocent like that. I didn't know who she was, not really. I knew every millimeter of her body inside and out, but I had no idea why she lived here.

I knew that her father ran the place and that she was worshipped by everyone, but had it always been like that? I didn't even know the basics. Her full name, her favorite color. Fuck!

I hoped that Laurent hadn't been lying about her age, because if he had I was pretty sure this Charlie dude was going to castrate me.

Bella stirred as I trailed my fingers down the pale skin of her back. Her eyes opened and she blinked slowly at me.

"Hi," she whispered groggily.

"Hi." I smiled.

"What time is it?"

"I don't know. But those two douchebags outside said we had ten minutes to get downstairs."

"Shit," she said jumping up.

My mouth gaped as she started darting around the room, completely naked.

"Edward, you need to get dressed," she pleaded, stopping only momentarily to look at me. "Charlie's not a patient man."

I stood up and stepped towards her. She glanced down at my fully erect cock and moaned.

"We can't," she whimpered as I started backing her up towards the wall.

"We're already late," I employed.

I felt her body caving in to me. She was going to give in. I could feel it.

"Bella!" I heard a deep voice boom.

I turned just my head to see who was interrupting and saw a huge dark haired guy standing in the doorway. I tried to block Bella from view despite the fact that I, myself, was still naked, but she completely ignored me. She stepped away from me, glancing up apologetically.

"How could you let us sleep so long?" she asked almost angrily. I watched her step into some black lace underwear and a matching bra before slipping on a short purple skirt and a black tank top. The dude was still standing there watching her dress, but he didn't seem phased by it.

"Stupid fuckers," the guy at the door growled. "I left Mike and Tyler in charge for three fucking hours with explicit directions to wake you up by eight."

"What the hell were you doing for three hours?" she barked.

"Shit, Bella, you coat this place in massive quantities of sex for all that time, what do you think is gonna happen? I needed some relief."

"Edward!" Bella yelled. I was still standing where she had left me, completely confused.

"Baby, you gotta get dressed," she said, kicking my duffel. "Going into judgment undressed is not a good idea."

I think she was entirely serious. I turned around, now only semi-erect, and grabbed my bag.

I heard the big guy cough and when I looked up at him he had a huge grin on his face.

"What?" I snapped.

"Oh, that was a complimentary cough, my brother. No wonder she hasn't needed anything for two days. This place has been fucking vibrating."

"Shut-up, Emmett!" Bella growled as she slid on some black thigh high socks and reached for her boots.

So this was Emmett. Well, I suppose it was only fair he saw my dick since I not only saw him naked, but I watched him blow his load as well. I'm assuming he hadn't seen me do that, but he probably could have been watching us the whole time and I wouldn't have noticed.

"Where's Jasper?" Bella asked.

"Waiting at the vator."

As I dressed quickly in a clean pair of jeans and a t-shirt I saw Bella throw her hair up in a high ponytail and line her eyes with a black pencil. She pulled out a tube from a box on top of one of the chests and I watched her coat her lips in black. So my little goth doll was back. I had barely gotten my shoes on when Bella grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room, down the ladder and towards the elevator.

Another guy was standing with the door open.

Jasper, her other bodyguard?

He nodded at me in greeting and I saw him trying to hide a smile.

"You're going to need a little extra shade tonight," he said in a deep, but soft voice.

Shade? What the fuck is he talking about? We're inside.

"I know," Bella sighed.

The elevator shook and groaned as it descended. When it stopped, the doors opened and I suddenly realized why Bella needed bodyguards.

There were people everywhere.

"We're going to need your help," Emmett said in my ear. "Walk directly behind her. Don't leave any space between your bodies and don't let anyone touch her."

Emmett and Jasper flanked her sides and a tall blond woman stepped up from just outside the elevator and stood in front of Bella.

"Thanks, baby," Emmett said, kissing her neck.

Aha, the woman whose backside I saw get defiled. Rose, I think.

She turned her head slightly, smiling at Emmett and then looked at me. She smirked before turning back around.

When we stepped off of the elevator, Bella was completely encased by us. We were mobbed. People pressed up against me as we moved forward. They were trying to get to her. We moved quickly, as one unit. I didn't understand. When I had first seen her, she was alone. No bodyguards, no people trying to assault her. Yes, they asked for her touch, but this was completely different. What had changed?

I saw Emmett elbow a few guys in the gut as they tried to reach past him and Rose shoved her hand in several people's faces. One guy got past Jasper and I felt Bella instantly tense up as his hand wrapped around her upper arm. Jasper turned, without leaving his position and I heard the snap of the guys arm as he screamed in agony. I reached out and placed my hands on Bella's hips, trying to soothe her. I was instantly hit with an extreme wave of lust.

"Oh, God," Rose moaned and stopped walking.

"Edward!" Bella cried out. I could feel her shaking and Emmett turned to me.

"Take your hands off of her, man." He breathed in deeply. I looked at both him and Jasper. They were rigid and appeared uncomfortable.

I hesitated and saw Rose's back arch as she started to whimper.

"Seriously, Edward, as much as I would appreciate this at any other moment, we need to get her out of here and we're not going to be able to do that unless you stop touching her."

He was now gritting his teeth as though he were trying to stay in control.

The people surrounding us were beginning to get louder. They were moaning and crying out. I was beginning to feel claustrophobic and I swear I felt a few people grinding up against me.

I finally understood and let go of her. Bella and her three other bodyguards let out sighs of relief and the people surrounding us backed up enough for us to proceed forward.

No one else got past any of us and we reached a door on the far side of the room. Rose opened it and we all slid in before it was slammed shut behind us.

The second that I heard the click Jasper, Rose and Emmett peeled themselves from Bella's side.

"Jesus Christ!" Jasper muttered.

"No shit. What the fuck?" Rose's eyes were huge as she stared at me and Bella.

Emmett was standing behind her and I could see him ever so slightly pull her hips tightly against his own.

Bella looked up at me. Her eyes were sad and apologetic.

I put my finger under her chin and leaned towards her.

"What's the matter?" I whispered.

She shook her head and stuck her tongue out to flick at one of her viperbites. I wasn't sure if that was a nervous habit or sexual gesture, but the second she looked back up at me the sadness was gone and the mischievous smirk had returned.

I heard someone clearing their throat and looked towards the sound.

"Are you finished yet?" the raspy voice asked. "You're thirty-six hours late."

Sitting in the middle of the room in a big oversized chair was a guy, who appeared to be in his late thirties. He didn't look like anything special. He wasn't wearing a suit and he certainly didn't look like a pimp. He was wearing black cargo pants and a white short-sleeved button down. He had dark hair and a mustache with a slight beard.

Bella smiled at me and then walked towards him. She leaned over, flashing her gorgeous ass at me and everyone else standing in the room and kissed him on the cheek. He smiled at her and winked.

"Charlie, this is Edward," she purred. " Edward, this is Charlie, my father."

Charlie looked up at me, clapped his hands together loudly and sneered.

"So, are you ready for your judgment, boy?"

~xoxoxoxo~

AN: Just want to point out that there is absolutely NO incestuous situation in this story. Period!