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This one is a little shorter than my usual but it just sort of played out that way, so I hope you like it.
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RPOV
Emmett poured a shot and handed it to me. I took it and swallowed it fast. Ugh, such a vile liquid. But other than the horrendous flavor, it had no effect on me or my sisters.
Alice turned to me and Bella and gave us a sly wink that only we could see. That sneaky little vampire was up to something again. Thank God she was on our side.
"This is boring," she sighed, after muscling down her third shot. "I think we need take this to the next level."
Emmett laughed at her. "Whatcha got in mind there, short round," he said, passing Edward a shot for Bella.
"I was thinking that we can up the stakes," she said with a wicked gleam in her eye.
Emmett looked at his brothers and they all nodded in approval. "Okay, we're listening."
"So far we have been matching each other shot for shot right?" she began. The guys nodded in agreement, so she went on. "What I'm proposing is a challenge. We challenge you to drink a certain amount of shots in a row, if you can't do it; you have to give up an article of clothing."
"And if we can complete the challenge?"
A positively sinister smile spread across Alice's face. "If the challenge is completed then the other team loses clothes."
Those clever little witches, Emmett thought, they are just trying to distract us with their potential nakedness. Mmmmm, naked Rosalie. Shit, focus Em!
He thought we were witches? I had to bite the inside of my mouth so hard to keep from laughing.
The brothers huddled on the other side of the coffee table, whispering in hushed tones that they thought we couldn't hear.
"Look, I say we go for it," Emmett said, looking over his shoulder at me and I gave him a little wave. "Listen man, if I'm not alone with Rosalie soon, I'm gonna take some heads off okay?"
"Alright, we're in," he said as they sat back down across the table from us. "Ladies first," he gestured in our direction.
I heard Alice's train of thought and casually touched Bella on the elbow and she nodded. Good, now we were all on the same page.
"We challenge you to three shots, each," Alice said. "Do you accept?"
Emmett looked at Edward and Jasper and they both bobbed their heads in agreement. And all three of them knocked back three shots in a row.
Emmett slammed the empty shot glass down onto the table and grinned at me. "Pay up, princess," he said with a smile.
My sisters and I stood, reaching behind ourselves and unclasping our bras. We pulled them out from under our dresses, a fete that seemed to amaze and arouse most men for whatever reason, and dropped them to the table. I went the extra mile and aimed mine into Emmett's lap.
They challenged us to the same, three shots each and after we swallowed the last of the repulsive liquid the guys rid themselves of their shirts. Emmett stretched across the coffee table and plopped his hot shirt into my lap. Resting his hands on the table, he leaned down even farther, just inches from my face.
"You just wanted to see me take my shirt off," he said quietly, with a wink before he sat back down.
I smiled up at him, payback was coming soon enough.
"We challenge one of you to take five shots," Alice said.
Emmett waved off his brothers. "Pfft, I've got this."
When he swilled down his last one he turned the glass upside down and looked across the table at me. "Pay up," he said, popping the 'p' with his luscious lips.
Alice, Bella and I all stood gracefully. We all reached up under our dresses and slowly slid out panties down.
"Oh Jesus," Jasper groaned and poured himself another shot and downed it as he watched Alice shimmy out of her underwear.
Edward couldn't speak. I think Bella might have caused some brain damage running around inside his head because he couldn't hold onto a single coherent thought as Bella slid her panties across the table to him.
I scooped mine up off of the floor and let them fall onto the table right in front of Emmett. I leaned forward, squeezing my arms against my breasts pushing them together, right in his face.
"You've been dying to get your hands on my panties all night haven't you?" I leaned a little closer. "Dirty boy," I whispered in his ear before I sat back down.
Fuck me running, he thought, grabbing the bottle and drinking straight out of it, taking a few good pulls before he set it back on the table.
The challenges continued until we had drained both bottles and all of the men were left wearing nothing but their boxers.
Naturally, we showed no signs of even being the slightest bit tipsy and were still dressed, sans underwear of course.
Jasper was by far the drunkest, needing to take extra shots every time Alice winked at him, said his name or even looked in his direction.
Edward took as good as he gave and was now near passing out. Bella was waiting for us to leave so she could carry him up to her room.
Emmett, even though he had consumed the most alcohol, had a relatively clear mind despite that fact. He was quite a large human after all so I really wasn't all that surprised. And truth be told, I was fine with it. I wanted him lucid, mostly, for what I wanted to do to him.
"Admidit," Emmett slurred slightly, "you're all a bunch of wishes," he said, waving a finger at me and my sisters.
"What did he say?" Bella asked.
"He thinks we're a bunch of witches," I cackled and my sisters joined in. We howled with laughter, witches, of all things.
Jasper hiccupped and rolled his head toward Alice. He reached for her; he wanted to stroke her hair but completely missed her head. "I doan think yourwa wish, I think yorwa nangel."
Alice laughed and kissed the top of his head. She scooped him up off of the couch and into her arms. "Have fun ladies," she whispered as she hauled him up the stairs
"Jebus, she's strong for a lilbitty thing," Edward said, coming to just as Alice was carrying Jasper up the stairs.
I shook my head, helped Emmett get up off of the floor and flung his huge arm around my shoulders. I could have just picked him up and carried him up the stairs like Alice had with Jasper, but, he was not taking this whole losing a drinking contest to three women very well so I was afraid his ego wouldn't be able to handle it.
I could also just fling him over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes, but I really didn't want to jostle him too much right now. I really wasn't that familiar with how drunk a normal sized human had to be before they threw up, let alone someone as massive as Emmett was.
So, I made a show of helping him up the stairs to my room.
His eyes about bugged out of his head when he saw his handcuffs dangling off one of my bedposts.
Holy shit, he thought.
"Don't worry, you're off the hook tonight," I said, hefting him into my bed.
He flopped over onto his back and clasped his hands behind his head. "Who says I wanna to be let off the hook?"
That cocky son of a bitch!
"I'm not ready to collect yet," I said. "You're too drunk."
"Chicken," he said with a huge grin.
I narrowed my eyes at him; he was trying to provoke me. "I'm not…"
"Bawk, bawk," he taunted, flapping his arms behind his head.
I hoped I was moving at a relatively human speed as I crawled up his hot body. His breath hissed in and out as my mouth hovered inches above his deliciously scented flesh and I skimmed his taut belly with my nose.
"Jesus, Rosie," he gasped and his heart rate nearly doubled.
I breathed in his scent across his chest and up his thick neck. I could feel his pulse throbbing just under his skin and practically heard it pumping though his veins. The venom welled in my mouth as I fought back the urge to sink my teeth into his delicate flesh.
"Do you have any idea how good you smell, Emmett?" I whispered brushing my cold lips against his ear and making him shiver.
Adrenalin pumped through his blood, further flavoring the scent making it even more irresistible to the wild animal that raged to taste it. The basis of what I really was, but I was better than that, I had control. I sat back and looked into his eyes, they were wide and his thoughts raced with questions about how I felt, cold and hard against him.
"You're not ready," I said, pulling away from him.
It's not easy to surprise me, especially with my ability to 'hear' what's coming in my head. But this man managed to do the impossible.
In his mind he was terrified, every thought that poured out of his head was screaming for him to run. So I when he sat up abruptly I assumed that was what he was going to do.
I was more than surprised when he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled at me, urging me closer.
I hesitated for a fraction of a second before I allowed him to move me, pulling my chest against his. I let myself straddle his lap, careful to not put too much pressure on him and crush his pelvis.
His hands slid up my back, scorching me right through the thin cotton of my dress. The heat felt so incredibly good that I couldn't stop the little moan that escaped my throat.
He leaned in and pressed his soft lips to mine. I couldn't help myself; I curled my fingers into his hair and slid my tongue into his delectably warm mouth. It felt so good that I had to remind myself to let him up for air.
With his fingers tangled in my hair he leaned his forehead against mine. "I'm more than ready," he said, gasping for air.
"Emmett…" I started, but he stopped me by shaking his head against mine.
"Please Rosie," he said, squeezing his eyes shut as he pushed his impossibly hot erection against the cool niche between my thighs. "Mmmm," he moaned, clenching his bottom lip between his teeth. "Your body is so cold," he breathed. "I shouldn't want that, but God help I want it so bad."
He groaned and pressed his hips up against me again, heat radiated from under the only thing keeping him from sinking his hot rod deep inside me, his boxers. "I need you Rosalie," he whispered, "and I know you need me too."
I maneuvered our bodies quickly and lay on the bed beneath him, moving faster than I should have but I was beyond the point of anything like that mattering, and so was he.
His mouth connected with the flesh of my neck, his hot tongue fluttered against the most sensitive part of my body, where I had been bitten. I nearly came out of my skin. It was the one place on my body that no man had ever really paid that much attention to, and yet that was where he started, gravitating to it, like there was some kind of homing beacon that called out to only him.
He sucked that spot on my neck and I gasped, my body straining up toward his, seeking his contact, clutching his hair, mindful not to hurt him.
"Say it Rosie," he breathed his warm breath against my cold flesh. I felt his hand slide down my body, over my hip and pulled my leg around his body. His big hand moved up along the outside of my thigh, leaving intense heat in its wake, and started pushing up under the hem of my dress. "Tell me you need me too before I loose my mind."
"I need you Emmett," fell out of my mouth before I could stop it, but I did, I needed him.
Right here, right now.
Excitement surged through my body as he pulled at the top of my dress, popping off the first three buttons and sending them flying in different directions. He attacked my freshly exposed breast with a ferociousness that sizzled my nerve endings.
He sucked my nipple into his mouth and I arched into it. I wanted more. I swung my other leg around his body, wrapping a foot around his strong back and pressed our hips together, just enough to get my efforts to be gentle rewarded with his groan of pleasure.
"You're so wet Rosie," he panted against my skin.
"For you," I whimpered, as he ground against me. I could feel the fabric of his boxers rub against my mound.
He sat up slightly and slipped his hand between our bodies. He reached into his boxers and pulled himself free.
"Do you see what you do to me?" he said, giving his entire length one long, slow stroke.
I watched him move his hand up and down as his hips pulled and surged in contrast. I reached out and touched one cool finger to the end of his pulsing erection and his breath caught. I closed my hand around him, feeling his thick warmth in my hand and slid up his enormous shaft. He sucked his breath through his teeth as I drew my hand over the top.
"Mmmm…" he moaned, sinking his teeth into his lip. "God Rosalie, that feels so good."
"You're so warm Emmett," I whispered, and his eyes fluttered as I circled my thumb along the succulent ridge at his tip.
His mouth fell open and soft sounds of ecstasy rolled out of him. "I'm burning up Rosie," he said, his voice getting thicker with desire. "Only you know what I need…" he breathed, "only you."
I tightened my foot across his back and urged his body closer until his hard hot tip rested at my cool wet opening. My outer lips conformed around the head of his scorching member.
His breath hissed in his throat, "Ohhhhhhhh…that's it," he moaned as he pressed deeper inside me. He eased in, drawing out this delicious feeling for all it was worth. I could feel his pulse deep inside me. It felt so amazing.
Then he started to move.
His hips rolled forward and back in a way that no other man had done before. If was as if some cosmic force was guiding him, telling him which angles were the best to hit every one of my sweet spots.
I'd been with my share of human and vampire men alike, but this was unlike anything I'd ever felt before in the whole of my existence. It was as if life had been breathed back into my once lifeless soul.
I reached up and gripped one of the bedposts, channeling the beast within me, feeling the wood crack in my hand as he drove deep inside me. The sound registered in his thoughts, but he didn't seem to care as to what it was or where it came from.
"You feel so good inside," he panted, gritting his teeth and halted his movements.
He looked down at me with hooded eyes and brought his thumb to his mouth, leisurely swirling his tongue around the pad of it. He slowly lowered the thick digit to my body and pressed it to my quivering nub.
My eyes closed as a low growl built inside of me. I try to hold it in, but he pushed his thumb harder against that little bundle of nerves and a small sound rumbled out of my chest.
Realizing what I'd just done I looked up at him, a small smirk was playing at the corners of his perfectly carved mouth as he flexed his hips, pressing his heat even deeper.
"Are you gonna come for me, Rosie baby?" he purred down at me as he pressed my little button harder, moving it back and forth under his thumb.
God, how on earth did he know just what to say and when to say it?
"Yes Emmett…" I whimpered, so close to my release I could nearly taste it. I threw my head back and felt a couple of the springs give way under the pressure of my head. "Oh god…yes…"
He started moving his body again and the room started to spin.
"Can I come inside you?" he whispered "Please…oh god…I need to…" he moaned.
"Please Emmett," I begged. "Pleeeaaasssssse…"
I felt the first wave of pleasure starting to crest as I felt his blazing hot seed flow into my body. It felt like jolts of electricity were shooting though my body as the feelings deep inside exploded.
I could hear wood cracking and fabric tearing as my orgasm over took me, but I had control.
"Take me Rosalie," he breathed into the crook of my neck. "I'm yours forever, just take me."
My entire body quivered as he spoke and I was in such a daze. I had never had an experience like that in all my years. The world fell away and it was just me and Emmett, together on this bed. One body.
His heart hammered as he lay with his chest pressed to mine, it was almost like I had a heartbeat again.
I heard him make a sound, it was a strange sound and I suddenly felt something hot and wet in my mouth. It tasted so good, like…
I slowly opened my eyes and saw what I'd had my teeth sunken into.
Emmett's neck.
Oh shit.
I think I just fucked up.
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