Bella's POV

The tears were starting to stream down my face. Edward and I were kissing and slowly it was heating up. We were on his bed, cuddled, and giving small kisses to each other, with classical music playing softly in the background. I finally braved running my tongue along his lower lip, pleading for access to take it a step further. He opened his mouth just slightly but before I could tangle my tongue with his, I felt a familiar push as he shoved himself away from me and was across his bedroom.

I looked at him through tear shed eyes, looking at me as though I was the most dangerous species on the planet. I just want to kiss my boyfriend like every other person in high school. I want us to lose ourselves in each other for a while.

"You won't even try, you won't even TRY," I sobbed. "I want you. Do you not want me in that way?"

Edward rolled his eyes and did not suppress his groan. "You know I want too Bella. But I can't. Your blood sings to me and when we get even close to being hot and heavy all I see is me biting you and never stopping. We can go further when you're less breakable and I can lose myself in you." He grinned mischievously. At least that let me know his sex drive wasn't non-existent.

"I want to try with you before I lose my human self completely Edward. While I'm still warm and soft and me," I pleaded. "I want you to take control with me. I want you to assert yourself, to know what's best for me, to take me to the brink and catch me as I fall. You can do that when I'm vulnerable, when I'm human. Not when I'm like you."

The expression on his face was pure torture. "I can't Bella. I love you too much to risk hurting you based off teenage raging hormones!"

Throwing myself face down into the bed I bawled quietly. Why does he have this bed in here if we're never going to use it anyway? I have so many needs and the person I love more than life won't give it to me. Every other teenage boy in the world would be praying that their girlfriend would give them the green light, and here mine was talking me out of it.

"I'll give you time alone," he whispered, kissing me on the top of the head, and quickly leaving his bedroom to let me cry myself to sleep.

Edward's POV

I couldn't take the guilt. I couldn't take the look on her face when I had to push away from her so that I didn't rip out her jugular vein right then and there. I found sanctuary in my father's office, away from the death stares I was getting from the peanut gallery made up of my "siblings".

"How can she think I don't want to have sex with her?!" I rant, "It invades my thoughts and when she keeps trying to throw herself at me, how do I keep resisting? She has some sort of death wish!"

Carlisle chuckles at me. "She's hormonal Edward. You've had a century to master your urges; they're all new to her."

"And they're new to me too, Carlisle! You know she's the first love of my life. My urges are quite unbearable too you know," I hiss at him. "And she doesn't help matters by not finding other ways to… relieve those urges herself. I keep trying to talk her in to masturbation, buying toys, something!"

My father figure has a slight grin. "You know how bashful and innocent she is. I'm not surprised that she struck down those ideas. She wants to make love Edward, not just find a way to orgasm."

I groan and plop down on his couch, putting my face in my hands. "I don't know what to do any more. I can't take her virginity, I don't have the control. I think about it all the time and try to talk myself into believing I can do it but I know I can't. Thinking about the mixture of her blood and the smell of her arousal, I'd hurt her or kill her. Why doesn't she get that? If it was one or the other, I could handle it. Why can't she see that a toy could help break her hymen, and then maybe I could stand being with her in the way she is wanting?"

"Women usually think if you love them enough you'll find away around all those details," he smiled and the kindness reached his eyes. "Why don't you tell her what you told me Edward? Talk about that if she broke the barrier herself, you'd take her to bed. Surely, if she wants this as badly as you describe, she could find the courage to pleasure herself. It'd be a type of compromise."

I moaned. "I HAVE. I said all of this, but she won't do it. She thinks touching herself or using toys is 'gross and unnatural'. That it's not a toy's job to break her hymen, but the person she loves. How the hell do I argue her when she brings it all back to being human and wanting what they all want?"

"Better your problem than mine kiddo," Carlisle patted me on the back.

"That's it!" I jumped up practically knocking him over. "That's it Carlisle. You could solve the problem!"

His eye brows creased and he shook his head slightly. "Edward, I don't think me talking to Bella about this will change anything. You said everything I'd say already. Just give her time. You guys will figure it out or she'll come around."

"No Carlisle. I mean YOU could SOLVE the problem. You're bloodlust is controlled. You could take her virginity safely in a way that could allow us to go further in our relationship!" I was practically giddy and trying to get him to see how perfect this could be.

"Edward, if Bella's as shy as you say, I really doubt that me suggesting that I break her hymen as her doctor will make her jump for joy," Carlisle shook his head harder.

"You're not understanding. YOU can make LOVE to her in the way that she is wanting!"

The comprehension finally crossed his face. "You're crazy! I'm not having sex with Bella! With your girlfriend! With… I'm married, happily!"

I was already out of his office and filling in Esme on the plan. She cycled quicker than Carlisle from confusion, to comprehension, to near joy. Carlisle joined us a few moments later, his eyes filled with horror as his wife and I were in cahoots to get my girlfriend laid.

"Oh honey," Esme said softly. "You're a doctor. And Bella trusts you. We all trust you with something as important and sensitive as this. You're the only one in the family that could do this for them. And Alice told us just last week that if the kids don't figure out a way through this portion of their relationship, Bella will leave. We don't want to lose her. She's meant to be with us."

I could see Carlisle bewilderment turn to thoughtfulness. She had appealed to the father and doctor in him, that compassionate part that understood what a "job" he would be doing. I could see that he was sold.

"There's something else you should know Carlisle. Bella has talked a lot about wanting to be 'controlled' by me in the bedroom. Not weird rape fantasy craziness, but just someone who is willing to say they know what will feel good and take her with them, even when she is filled with doubt and insecurity."

He grinned warmly, "I can do that."

Esme smiled back to him, "You can love her enough to take that control. Oh sweetie it's going to be so perfect for her."

Now, I just had to sell Bella on the idea.

Bella's POV

I was woken up by feeling the bed dip and my love snuggle up next to me. I had a slight smile cross my lips, and then I remembered I was mad at him. I tried to shove him and turn away.

"C'mon Bella," he whispered and tucked my hair behind my ear. "I wanna talk with you. I've been waiting long enough for you to wake up."

"Unless you're here to steal my 'virtue', go away!" I grumbled hatefully.

He started to nibble on my ear. "That's what we came to talk to you about…"

I turned over. "We…?"

The whole family was standing in his bedroom with us. Alice grinning like the Cheshire Cat and jumping up and down like a child let loose in a candy store.

"Is this some crazy orgy dream? Did you all feed me something bad?" I rolled back over to try to wake my 'sleeping' self.

"I told you an orgy was the way to go!" howled Emmett, with Rosalie promptly smacking him in the back of the head.

Edward kissed me again on the neck and nibbled on my collar bone. "Not a dream lovey."

I shot straight up, looking at Edward right in the face. "You're nuts if you think I want to have an orgy and let you watch or some crazy shit like that!" I was shrieking, "Get out, get out, all of you."

Everyone left except for Edward, Carlisle, and Esme. Oh God, I forgot about his 'parents' being in the room when I shouted about the orgy. Here comes the parent lecture about not having sex til marriage. Esme sat on the bed and held my hand in a motherly way. Carlisle was watching me like I was a bomb ready to explode any second. I held my head down in shame as the tears pricked my eyes. Why were they smack in the middle of this crazy situation? Why did the whole damn family have to know that I was a ball of sexual tension?

"Bella," she said softly. "My sweet, soon to be daughter. I can't imagine how frustrated you are right now. We've been talking as a family. Don't groan sweetheart, there's no shame in it. We are all sexual beings, and with being vampires you lose the luxury of privacy. As a family, we feel like we came up with a way to help you and Edward through this. Please, keep an open mind." She kissed me on the forehead and left the room.

I looked up at Edward, confusion was etched into my face. "I don't understand what's happening Edward…"

"Love, just hear us out," he began.

"Us? What is this? All this talk about family, everyone up here, and now you and Carlisle stay behind. What, is this a threesome or something?" I got up off the bed, ready to storm out of their damn house.

"Stop with the multiple sex partners thing Bella, geez. You really think we'd do that to you?" Edward sighed heavily and rubbed his temples. I sat back down hesitantly.

"Bella I want to be with you more than anything," he pleaded for me to understand something I clearly wasn't getting yet. "I'd do anything to be with you in that way, but I can't take your virginity. I'd hurt you on accident. Either getting too wrapped up in trying not to hurt you so I couldn't focus on pleasuring you the way I should, or I'd get so lost in my own pleasure I'd hurt you."

Carlisle moved from his spot and sat on the bed. I nearly forgot he was there, he has stayed so quiet. I eyed him suspiciously. "Bella," he started. "what everyone is trying to say but has not come out and said yet is this. What Edward has found to be a solution to be able to make love to you, is to have me make love to you first."

I immediately tried to leap off the bed for the second time since this encounter but found myself grabbed by two strong arms pulling me into a lap. Arms that were unfamiliar to me. "No baby, no running away, no throwing a fit. No. We're going to do this, because you want to. I will not hurt you, but I will do what's best for you, even if you don't think so in the moment."

My heart was pounding. Confused. Excited. Exhilarated. Guilty. Curious. As Carlisle restrained me in his lap, Edward came and kissed me softly on the lips. He rubbed my cheek saying "Have fun. The rest of us are leaving for the week. Enjoy yourself because when I come back, I will be enjoying you. You want this, don't you? You can say no, and we will hear your no Bella."

I bit my lip and tears ran down my face. Tears of love and adrenaline. "I want this. Thank you."

With that Edward left and I was in the lap of his father.

"Bella. We need a safe word… Because I want you to have a way to let me know when it's really too much, and I will stop no matter what or when dear. Do you have one thought up?"

"Werewolf."