BPOV

"What?"

"Ridiculous."

"Why would you say that?"

"Wait, wait, wait," Peter said holding up his hands like he was a referee in a tennis match, "Let's give Bella the benefit of the doubt. I'm sure she has a perfectly logical explanation as to why she doesn't think motherhood is for her." He said calmly, and yet putting me on the spot all the same.

I rolled my eyes and took another shot of the vodka. Funny...it looks like water, but goes down like a freaking fire.

"Look at me!" I exclaimed gesturing to my face...or at least in the proximity of my face, "I have never had that female influence in my life. It's always just been my dad and me. I would have no idea how to raise a kid."

"Just because your mom was a cunt hole doesn't mean that you are going to be like her." Jasper countered, taking the shot from hand hand and draining it before I could.

"Heeeeeeeeeeeey!" I protested.

Peter just laughed and poured me another shot. Peter was our designated driver so he wasn't drinking tonight. Instead he would be the one to drive us to his parents house tomorrow morning. Was it a good idea to meet your boyfriends parents with a hangover?

"Have you ever thought about having kids with us?" Peter asked me as he rubbed some lime on his wrist.

I fumbled with his wrist as he held it out to me and licked up the lime that was there. Lime de la Peter. Delicious.

"Mmmhmmm." I moaned, biting down softly on his skin there.

"Is that something that might be up for negotiation in the future?" He asked.

I dropped his wrist then sat back down on my bottom heavily.

"What's with all the talk about babies and mothers?" I asked right back, "It was a one question deal and I answered, now, Peter truth or dare?"

I watched as he and Jasper shared a look but it was over so fast that I was left wondering if I even really saw it.

"Dare." He said.

"I dare you to kiss Jasper on the lips." I said shooting another shot.

I winced as the fire burned down my throat again and dropped the shot glass beside me on the floor. I looked over to Peter to see that he had an amused smile on his face while Jasper was chuckling.

"Well?" I asked.

"Sorry baby girl," Peter said laughing, "He's my brother and that would just be too much like incest."

"You see each other naked all the time," I argued, "And you share me. At the same time! How is that not incest?" I asked.

"Because we're not fucking each other." Jasper said crudely.

"You're fucking me."

"And only you." Peter growled.

I giggled and stood up quickly only to lean on the back of the couch as the room spun. How many shots did I take?

"You'll have to catch me first." I taunted them as I bolted for the staircase.

As I was halfway up the stairs the second to last step to the top decided to jump up and trip me so that I landed face first onto the landing. My knee hit the last stair and I grunted in pain at the impact.

"Tricky bassssstard." I slurred.

I could hear the laughing behind me and quickly got to my feet only to have them swept up from beneath me. I squealed loudly and clung tightly to the person who was now carrying me.

"I think you had one too many shots." Peter said laughing.

"Nooooo," I said sarcastically, "That stair jumped up and bit me."

I heard Jasper roar with laughter behind us and looked back to see him taking off his shirt as we all went to the bedroom. My God, that man was fine. His perfect abs and his perfect happy trail leading to the garden of temptation...I could just eat him up.

"Garden of temptation huh?" Jasper asked with a smirk.

"You can read my mind?" I squeaked.

Peter and Jasper both laughed at that as Peter deposited me gently onto the bed. I immediately spread my legs and groaned in protest when Peter caught my leg so that he could examine my knee from when the stair hit me.

"Maybe next time we should just limit her to wine coolers." Peter said to Jasper.

"I don't know," Jasper countered, "Drunk Bella is pretty funny."

"But definitely more clumsy."

"Ummm drunk Bella is still in the room." I snapped trying to sit up.

I was about to tell them just what "drunk Bella" was going to do when Jasper crashed his lips to mine, effectively throwing any and every thought from my mind. I kissed him back hungrily, grabbing his tongue with my teeth. I could feel his hardness against my thigh so I jerked my hips upwards into it, which caused him to grind himself into me.

"We're both going to fuck you at the same time, baby girl," Peter said from beside me as Jasper and I continued to play tonsil hockey, "Would you like that?"

Jasper was sucking on my tongue roughly not allowing me to answer Peter so I just nodded my head 'yes' eagerly. I felt the bed move as Peter got up and started doing something around the room, but my attention was soon tuned out from what Peter was doing and brought back to what Jasper was doing to me.

We were now effectively dry humping one another like teenagers, our tongues wrestling out the rest of the battle. Before I knew what happened, I was stripped out of my clothes and my boys were naked and ready to enter me. I don't know how they coordinated it so well but at the same time, and without any warning, they were suddenly both inside me balls deep. I screamed out as a mixture of pleasure and pain wracked through my body. Without giving me the time to adjust they continued pumping in and out of me at the same time, finding a rhythm that suited them perfectly.

"Too much." I whisper-groaned to myself.

I could feel their cocks moving against one another through my thin wall that was barely separating them and with as wet as I was I could hardly even feel the latex that surrounded said cocks.

"You're ours, baby girl," Peter grunted as he continued to pound into my dripping cunt, "We're not letting you go."

"All yours." I promised.

Jasper reached from behind me and pulled me up so that I was sitting on top of Peter now, causing him to go even deeper inside me and at the same time sending Jasper deeper inside my ass as well. I closed my eyes as my body shook with my orgasm when Jasper reached around me and holding on to me with one hand, he pinched my clit in between his fingers with his other hand, sending me spiraling out of control.

I barely heard the boys follow suit behind me, both their cocks twitching with their own releases.

I whimpered as Jasper pushed me forward gently so that I was lying on top of Peter once again as he pulled out of me. My bottom felt so empty without him being inside me and judging by the sound of protest Peter made as Jasper pulled out, I think it was safe to say that he missed the feeling of Jasper's cock inside me too.

I don't remember closing my eyes but I jolted slightly as I felt something warm being run over my nether regions.

"Shh, I'm just cleaning you up." Jasper whispered to me as I lie back down on Peter.

He was really comfortable. I nestled my head in the crook of his neck and let the sleep once again take me under. I knew that I needed all the sleep I could get now because tomorrow was going to be a day full of trying to impress the parents of the guys I love.

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"So, what do your parents know about me?" I asked nervously as we were driving to their parents house.

"That you're an ex-con, on the run from the law and you are holding us against our will." Jasper said never taking his eyes off the road.

"What?" I screeched, grabbing a hold of his head rest.

Peter cracked up laughing while Jasper leaned over slightly and kissed my hand that was resting beside his head, "Kidding Darlin'," he chuckled, "What do you think they know about you?"

"I don't know," I said honestly, "I was just wondering what they were expecting."

"They are expecting a beautiful woman that makes the both of us beyond happy," Peter said turning around to face me, "They are expecting to meet the woman that stole both of their sons hearts."

"I don't even know much about them," I said sitting back in the seat, "What do they do for a living, what are their names, what do they like, what do they dislike, what are-"

"Calm down, baby girl," Peter said taking off his seat belt and motioning for me to scoot over, "We'll go over everything with you right now. This is new territory for us too, you know."

There was a lot of confusion as Peter scrambled his way over the seat and next to me in the back, including a slap to his ass, courtesy of Jasper and a kick to Jasper's head, courtesy of Peter. By the time he fell into his place beside me I was cracking up laughing.

"It's not funny." He huffed pulling me into his lap.

I snuggled against his chest and smiled slightly. It was pretty damn funny to me. I closed my eyes as Peter began rubbing his fingers through my hair, his touch always soothed me, as well as Jaspers.

"Our parents names are Carlisle and Esme. Carlisle is a Doctor, like me, and Esme is an interior designer. She works from home mostly. They adopted me after my parents died when I was just a toddler. My parents were their best friends apparently so it was only right that they raise me after my birth parents were gone." Peter said softly.

"Do you remember your birth parents?" I asked him.

"Not much, no." He admitted, "But Carlisle and Esme are my true parents now. I will always love my birth parents, but Carlisle and Esme will always be my true parents now. They raised me and put up with me for all these years."

"And there was a lot to put up with." Jasper added in chuckling.

Peter shook his head but said nothing more on that, "We told them that we found a woman that loves us both and completes us in ways that we never knew we needed. They know that we are sharing you and they are happy for us that we found someone who loves us for who we are." He said.

"How can they accept that so easily?" I asked him incredulously.

"That's something that you will have to ask our mom," Jasper said, "She will explain it all to you."

"I wish that my dad would have been more accepting of the two of you." I admitted shyly.

"He'll come around, baby girl," Peter promised, "It's a lot to take in. Especially since you're his little girl. But a father only wants what's best for his girl and I think he knows that we are what's best."

"What makes you think that?" I asked him curiously.

"I just know."

I snorted at that but didn't push the issue. If he wanted to keep his secrets that was fine. I think my dad kind of pushed my relationship with them to the back burner until we figured out who was stalking us and why.

"We're here." Jasper said bringing me out of my thoughts.

I looked up and saw that we were in front of two story house that had a wrap around porch out front with beautiful flowers surrounding it. The house was perfect. It wasn't too big and it wasn't too small, it was just right.

"This is gorgeous." I murmured as Peter grabbed my hand and helped me out of the car.

"Yea, it was the perfect place to raise the two of us." Jasper said coming up to my other side and wrapping his arm around my waist.

It wasn't until I heard a woman screech loudly did I realize we weren't alone.

"Jasper, Peter! Come here now and give your mama a hug!" She yelled out from the porch.

I laughed and saw a woman with reddish/brown hair and blue eyes, her arms wrapped around a man that was a good foot taller than her, with blue eyes and blond hair. So that was Esme and Carlisle. The boys left the luggage in the car and walked us up to their parents. We were a few feet away when Esme launched herself at Peter, giving him a hug and kiss on the cheek before doing the same to Jasper.

I stepped back slightly as her gaze landed on me, afraid of how she would take me. To my surprise she smiled widely and wrapped her arms around me gently in a hug.

"It's so nice to finally meet you, Bella." She whispered into my ear.

I pulled away and smiled at her, "It's nice to meet you as well, Mrs Whitlock." I replied politely.

Esme opened her mouth to say something else but was interrupted as her husband came down and gave his boys a hug. I could hear them talking quietly to one another but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Come inside!" Esme said clapping her hands, "Dinner will be ready shortly."

We all followed Esme and Carlisle inside, with me in the middle between my boys. Where I belonged. But then Esme's words caught up with me. Dinner?

"What time is it?" I whispered to Peter as we climbed up the steps.

He quickly glanced at his watch before sending me a curious look, "Almost four. Why?"

"That's too early for dinner!" I whisper exclaimed, "I'm going to be hungry again by eight."

By now Jasper caught on to our conversation and was chuckling beside me, "Which is why we planned for that Darlin'." He promised.

I must have looked confused because Peter and Jasper just laughed again and pushed me ahead of them gently so that I entered the house before them. We were in a gorgeous entry way that had the circular door frames that were white, just like the walls. There was a side table where Peter dropped the car keys into a little round bowl and on the other side, hanging on the wall was a fish. I kid you not a fish, but what surprised me more was that when I walked past it the thing started singing.

I screeched and jumped back right into Jasper who was now full out laughing along with the rest of his family. Esme came over and swatted Carlisle and the boys on the arms before pulling me to her, "I'm sorry sugar," she said kindly, "Carlisle told me he turned that dumb thing off."

I looked back behind me and stuck my tongue out at my guys which just caused them to laugh harder.

"It's fine." I said politely, willing my heart to stop trying to pound through my chest, "It just caught me off guard. That's all."

Esme ushered us into the living room saying that she was going to set up dinner and would call us all when it was ready. I felt kind of useless when she denied my help, instead insisting on getting to know her husband a little bit better. So now I was sitting on the couch with Jasper and Peter beside me, holding my hands, while Carlisle looked on, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.

"How old you are you Bella?" He asked.

His voice was rough, yet gentle and the way he asked that didn't make me feel like he was against my age, but more that he was just making casual conversation.

"Eighteen, sir." I replied softly.

"My boys treat you right?" He asked, shooting a glance at the guys, who incidentally were leaning against the back of the couch cushion looking beyond relaxed.

"Of course." I said immediately.

"Dinner's ready!" Esme said coming into the living room at that moment.

I sighed out in relief and stood up quickly. The dining room table was a long rectangle that would probably fit about eight people, yet the place mats were set close together. I was soon seated in between Jasper and Peter and in front of Esme and Carlisle. The conversation flowed freely, mostly asking questions about me or asking the boys how work was going.

I stayed on the quiet side just marveling in the feeling of actually feeling like I belonged somewhere. This was what a true family was supposed to feel like. Before I knew it dinner was finished and we were putting the dishes in the sink when Esme grabbed my arm, leading me to the hall closet and handing me a thick black jacket.

"I thought you and I could get to know one another better, outside." She insisted with a smile.

I smiled back at her and took the jacket she was offering me gratefully.

"That sounds great." I replied as she led me out the back doors and onto a wood patio.

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A/N: Sorry for the wait. Updates will be sporadic right now though.

Thanks to my awesome beta Karen, who makes this all nice and shiny for you :)