Chapter 13
EPOV
"How's the hand feeling, Rocky?" I lifted the icepack I was holding across Bella's knuckles, but didn't see any bruising or broken skin. They were swollen pretty good though.
"Fine." Bella sulked, still looking as pissed as she did when she clocked Rose across the face. While it had been a long time coming, and hot as fuck to see, she couldn't really be fighting right now, so I'd had to jump off of Emmett and stop her. The girl was tiny but she hit as hard as my brother, and she was harder to grab on to because she was a full foot and 2 inches shorter than me and I had to avoid putting any kind of pressure on her stomach. I'd had to pick her up in a bear hug and quickly carry her into the formal dining room while Mom yelled at Charlie to just escort Rosalie home and quit letting her wreak havoc in her house. The back door slammed a moment later, and the loud roar of Emmett's engine echoed as he tore away from the house. He probably wouldn't be back tonight.
The fight had gone out of Bella pretty quickly and she'd wanted to go upstairs and look at the bag of condoms Emmett had given us. They all had holes in them, so now I sat on the couch in my room with Bella in my lap, holding an ice pack to her right hand while she tried to stop crying angry tears.
"I'm sorry Baby." I told her, stretching out and pulling her to lay down half on top of me and half between me and the back of the couch.
"Feeling sorry or angry feels wrong." She told me softly, sliding up my body a little to nestle her head under my chin. "Feels like saying I regret they exist, and I can't do that. Both of my parents regret my existence and it feels horrible. We can't do that to them."
"We won't." I whispered into her hair. "They won't ever feel unwanted, ever."
Bella didn't say anything else, just cuddled against me in silence while I thought up plans for the future. I would be turning 19 a couple weeks after school let out. It was tradition for the whole family to take some kind of summer trip for mine and Alice's birthday and it was my turn to pick. I'd wanted to go camping, and I'd flirted with the idea of hiking off alone with Bella and proposing to her in front of scenic waterfalls, but she'd be really really pregnant with twins by then and she no doubt wouldn't be able to take the physical activity or the heat, and I wanted to pick something she could participate in and enjoy since it was doubtful she'd had a vacation before.
Valentine's Day was also in a week. I could propose to her then, but I'd discarded that idea initially because it seemed cliché and now there was the addition of her thinking I was proposing just because of the babies and I was pretty sure she'd fight me on it.
So that left me back to proposing over summer vacation maybe. If I could even figure out where I wanted us to go. I kind of wanted to go to VidCon this year, since I supposed our channel was big enough, but last year a bunch of people had acted total idiots and there were stampedes and security tackling people and people getting trampled, and just… no. No way was I taking Bella there while she was pregnant. Not a chance in Hell.
With a quick glance down to ensure that Bella was napping again, I whipped my phone out and googled 'pregnancy vacations'. The first list to pop up had a list of 20 "dreamy" vacation ideas. A couple of the places were in Arizona, to which, fuck no, and some were island vacations, or in spots like Georgia, which were sure to be hot as fuck and Bella would want to murder me. There was also a lot of romantic spots in resorts with hot tubs in the rooms and couple massages and patios with daybeds for stargazing. While those sounded amazing, they weren't going to work for family vacations, though I did bookmark the page because I'd love to take her to one of those places eventually. I was about to give up and continue searching when I saw New York City on the list.
That could work. There was also the convention.
Alice would love it, it shouldn't be too hot, and we could get a hotel suite right in the middle of everything. Bella would probably like to see a Broadway show, and we could shop for the babies and get some cool shit that they probably wouldn't have here. I'm sure New York would have a lot of glittery blingy shit that Bella would go insane over. Hell yes, the more I thought about it, the more I liked it. I could definitely find a fuck awesome place to propose in New York.
Maybe we could take the trip a little early this year though. Right after graduation instead of on my birthday? I downloaded a due date baby calculator thing on my phone and counted the weeks. If we went right after graduation, she'd be 20 weeks, and if we went on my birthday she'd be 27 to 28 weeks. And didn't twins sometimes come super early? That's what they said on all those doctor shows, right? So We'd bump it up to be on the safe side. We could still do something nice here on our actual birthday. And I'd take Alice shopping in New York for her own present, that should make her happy.
Fuck, though. Thinking about graduation had me thinking about school. I didn't even know where Bella had applied to, and I was due to make my acceptance decision soon. How the hell had we never talked about this? I already had college credits for my lab sciences at UW from the classes I took at the community college while I deliberately blew off my high school ones. And I'd been accepted there. I could continue to take my courses online until we got into some kind of rhythm with the babies. I still needed a full undergrad degree before I could apply for the veterinary program at WSU, but then Pullman was a good 4 hours from Seattle and we wouldn't have help and Bella would need to take classes too. Maybe I could change my degree to something I could take online? Or do all my undergrad online and pick another veterinary program. Damn it, this was getting complicated.
Though I supposed I couldn't go any further on that front until Bella and I talked, so I went back to focusing on New York. I'd gotten an E-vite from the founder of something called TubeCon about being one of the panelists, but I hadn't paid much attention to it, because it was the first annual convention for YouTubers that was taking place in New York. I wish I had paid more attention to the email, because freaking TubeCon was over the weekend.
I had to start paying more attention to the notifications for our YouTube account, or we were going to miss out on a lot of shit.
Bella's stomach started to growl, jerking me out of my thoughts, so I tried to roll out from under her as gently as possible and headed downstairs to go root around in the kitchen. I was shoulder deep in the fridge when-
WHAM!
"What the fu-?" I turned my head to see Charlie storm in the back door, on the warpath. Great, he'd figured it out already, and must have come straight back here after dropping Rose off.
"Is she fucking fucking pregnant?" He snarled. "Answer me! How could you be so fucking stupid!"
"Ease up!" I snapped, when he shoved me back into the fridge.
"I taught you better than this!" He roared in my face, shoving me again. "How many times have I lectured you about being careful and not making the same fucking mistake I did? You ruined your life, you idiot. And for what?" I smelled it then, the stench of stale beer on his breath under his heavy aftershave.
"You need to calm the hell down." I told him, moving away from the fridge before I could push me yet again.
"You don't get to make demands when you've fucked up."
I'm going to kill him. If he doesn't shut his drunk ass up, I'm going to fucking kill him.
"And you!" He glared towards the doorway, and I saw Bella standing there, face pale. He made to reach for her, but I moved, blocking him. Didn't stop his stupid fucking mouth though.
"I didn't bring you back with me so you could turn into a slut like your mo-"
"Don't." I cut him off, fists tightening and I backed up, forcing Bella to move further away from her dad.
"You've got a lot of nerve, kid." He said. "And if you think you're keeping that kid, you've got another think coming."
"I don't think shit." I told him, while Lola ran into the room and Bella hurriedly grabbed onto her collar to keep her away. "You have literally no say in what I do."
"Maybe not, but Isabella is a minor.
"For 7 more months," I sneered at him. "Big fucking whoop."
I turned my back on him, intending to get Bella out of the kitchen.
"You're too young!" He screamed, pushing past me to loom over her. "You're not even 18. Jesus, this is exactly why I didn't want you here."
"That's enough!" I roared, infuriated.
"What the hell is going on here?" Mom came running into the kitchen, but I ignored her, glaring at Charlie in complete disgust. In that moment I never hated another person more. "Get the fuck out." I told him, deadly calm and equally as serious.
"You're turning into a real entitled little shit." He sneered, getting right up in my face.
"You will not talk to my child like that in my house!" Shrieking, Mom tried to get in front of me, but I wouldn't let her.
"They are not having that kid." He told us, like his word made it so. Fuck him.
"It's not your decision to make!" Bella countered, face reddening.
"Whoa, wait a minute!" I put myself back between Bella and Charlie when he charged toward her, face angry and mottled, with his chest swelled up. I kept her between my back and the wall and put an arm back to keep her from moving.
"Back up!" I barked out, temper fraying. "Chief of Police or not, you lay a hand on her and I swear to Christ, I will knock you the fuck out."
My mom moved toward us, but I waved her away. She needed to stay far the fuck out of his reach. Charlie continued to yell in my face, and I heard my father enter the kitchen to see who the fuck exactly had lost their mind.
"Getting married have having a child that young was the biggest mistake I ever made and I won't let them ruin their lives that way I did! I should have known they were spending way too much time together. They aren't old enough to know their asses from their elbows, and now they want to raise a kid?"
"Right this moment," My dad cut in, easing between us and pushing him away from me. "I'm fully of the mind that they know a hell of a lot more than you do. Do you even talk to your daughter?"
"Apparently there's been enough talking and God knows what else going on under this roof. I never should have left her with you. The hell with this. She's going back home. And if it's not too late, she's fucking getting rid of it. Renee's already found a doctor."
I whirled on Charlie, about to go ballistic, but Bella tugged on my shirt while everyone else in the kitchen started screaming. I looked at her, but she only led me out of the kitchen, half stooping, half walking to tug Lola along by her her collar, letting her go once we were away from the insanity.
When we were up in my room, she paced rapidly, eyes wide, red and watery.
"Let's go." She said, swallowing thickly with a hand on her stomach, looking every bit of on the verge of panic. "Now. Please! Let's go, now."
This time, we stayed in touch with my parents. I didn't call them until after we'd stopped by Charlie's house to grab what little belongings Bella still had there, since she never wanted to go back, and then we were on the road. While they didn't like it, they agreed that this maybe wasn't the best place for my pregnant girlfriend while her father was having some kind of alcohol abuse problem.
Alice agreed to take care of Lola, and Emmett agreed to feed my animals and that was it. After a while, Bella fell into a fitful sleep as we headed towards Seattle and I used Siri to dictate a couple of emails and make a ton of reservations. We were going to take care of this Charlie problem once and for all.
I would not tolerate EVER seeing that look of fear on Bella's face, ever again, especially not while she was pregnant. Nobody was laying a hand on my kids, and I'd move whatever mountain I had to to make sure of it. I killed a lot of time by hunting for a pharmacy that was still open, because one of Mom's texts had been to tell me that Bella needed to start taking prenatal vitamins immediately. After finding a 24-hour Walgreens, I stopped for food and to do some more research on my phone.
When we finally got to the parking garage, I woke Bella, who looked at me groggily beneath all of the yellow lights.
"Where are we?" She asked, voice thick.
"Sea-Tac I told her. We're going to take a little trip."
She shrugged, either too tired, too pissed, or too upset, and didn't even question me. Her sparkly ass bookbag purse thing and my school bag were the only bags we had, so we wouldn't have to worry about checking anything. I took my knife out and put it in the glove compartment, grabbed the envelope I'd taken from Charlie's house, and the bag of fast food I'd grabbed on the way here, and we headed in.
Bella didn't talk, and barely opened her eyes as I checked us in at the electronic kiosk. And since it was a little after 3 am, getting through security was a breeze, and we were quickly seated in front of our gate, waiting it out before our 04:30 flight.
"New York?" She asked, finally looking around her as I handed her the McDonald's bag. She took it gratefully, and snatched out a burger, tearing into it.
"Yeah, there's TubeCon going on, so I figured it was something to do." I said lightly, not wanting to get into the rest of my plans until she felt better.
She shrugged again, finishing off her burger before asking "Is that like YouTube Comic Con?" While she started on a second one.
"Kind of. Without the comic part. Are you alright Bella?"
She sighed and wrapped the last piece of her burger up, disgusted. "He wanted to make me…" She swallowed, took a deep breath and then whispered. "He was going to force me to have an abortion whether I wanted to or not."
"He could have tried." I said, gripping her chin to turn her face towards me. "But you know I wouldn't let that happen. I'm not going to let that happen."
"Edward, he's the Chief of Police!"
"And he still can't make us get rid of our kids, Bella. He doesn't have the power to do that."
"But Edward-"
"Bella, trust me. It's going to be okay. I'm going to take care of it. I'm going to take care of you. All of you. Now come here."
I pulled her into me, so that she was turned sideways in her seat with her upper body in my lap. When she pulled her feet up, we took up 3 seats, but whatever. It didn't look like there would be many people on this flight, or if there were, they weren't all here yet, and Bella desperately needed to relax.
We sat in silence for another half an hour before they started to board the plane, and we were somewhere in the middle group. We got on the plane and into our seats, and I texted Mom and Dad, letting them know we'd made a flight to New York for the convention, and that our phones would be off for the next 5 hours. I also sent them links to the convention and screenshots of our convention tickets and the hotel reservations so they would know where we were. Then I quickly checked my email to see if Kate, the founder of TubeCon had emailed me back yet, since it was almost 7:30am in New York, it was a long shot, but I checked anyways.
Thank God, she had! She was glad I'd agreed to be a panelist, and she was stoked about my idea. Since I'd replied so late, she'd given my original spot away, but she was going to boss hog a 2-hour window for us on Saturday, which was supposed to be the biggest day. Someone with a 1-hour slot didn't show, and she'd let it run over into the "dinner" hour, where apparently a huge party was going to take over the panel floor. That actually worked fucking perfectly. Gone was all the professionalism of the first e-vite in the face of her excitement. She was convinced this would be epic, and make TubeCon HUGE. Thank God she was open to it, because I was about as last minute as last minute could get.
Now I just had to convince Bella.
My poor girl was dead to the World. She leaned against my shoulder and was in a stage 4 coma before the plane ever took off. I dozed off and on, and when the hostess came by with trays and drinks, I accepted one for both of us, and asked for a bottled water for Bella. It was all for naught though, because she didn't wake up until we landed. I powered my phone on as soon as we got the okay and filmed a bit while Bella was still asleep against my shoulder. One day she was going to kill me for this shit, but I thought she looked cute.
"Weeeeeell, surprise!" I told the camera softly. "I hope you can hear me because these engines are loud as fuck. Does it look like we're on a plane? Of course it does, we just landed in New York! Bella and I have decided last minute to go to TubeCon, which is taking place this Friday through Sunday in New York City! And Kate, the founder, was awesome enough to find a spot for us, so we will be PANELISTS on Saturday at 5pm. Yup, you heard right, we are going to be panelists, IF I survive, because I haven't told Bella that part yet, and she might kill me first. At any rate, it is… Wednesday or Thursday now, I don't know which, I'm tired, our plane left at 4am. So without any editing or anything, I'm going to go ahead and post this, so anybody who wants to come and meet us can hurry up and grab their tickets, because I don't think they're sold out yet, so hurry! Bye guys! And we'll see you next at TubeCon where something REALLY BIG will be happening, if my girlfriend doesn't murder me for taking video of her while she's sleeping."
I snapped a picture of our laps, where Bella's hand was tangled with mine, and the closed ticket sleeve lay shoved under our hands to use as the thumbnail. Labeled the video 'TubeCon SURPRISE!' And uploaded it. I'd edit the tags and shit later, but for now, it was time to get off the plane.
I woke Bella up, and the trip out of JFK was not as smooth as our trip through Sea-Tac. We had to pee like nobody's business and the line was long as fuck, and since it was noon here, there were people every fucking where.
Thankfully we hadn't checked bags though, because we got out of there as quick as we could and caught a cab just in time. Though it was only a 20 mile or less ride, it took an hour and a half to get to the hotel, and the traffic was fucking ridiculous. Thank God the hotel was in walking distance from the convention center. I took the time before we got there to fire off some more emails and texts to Mom and Dad, while Bella ate the breakfast burrito I'd saved her from the plane.
When we finally pulled up to the Westin New York at Times Square, Bella gaped. "Holy shit!" She whispered, and I grinned as I paid the driver and we got out. I wish I had been filming, but it was just as cold here as it was in Forks so I hustled her inside and got us checked in. Then I did film as we stepped into the room for the first time. "Well, what do you think?"
She grinned at me, hair wild, eyes sleepy, but happy. "It's gorgeous! Look, a window seat!" She bounded over to the window and curled up on the padded bench seat, face pressed to the glass as she looked out over Times Square.
"I'm glad you like it, because we'll be spending Valentine's Day here."
Her head whipped towards me. "What?!"
"Well, the convention is this weekend and Valentine's Day is Monday, soooo. Why not?"
To my surprise, she launched herself at me, and I struggled to catch her and not send the camera flying as we careened backwards onto the bed.
"Good choice then?" I asked laughing.
"Good choice." She agreed, sliding her hand up to turn the camera off. Fuck yes, I knew that look.
It was a couple hours before we untangled ourselves, and it wasn't exactly because we were finished with each other, but because my babies were hungry. Bella's stomach growled loudly enough that I wasn't willing to ignore it, even to stay buried inside of her.
I hauled us both up and went to see about this awesome shower and tub that the website raved about. Bella took one look at the huge whirlpool tub and then she was eye fucking the shit out of it.
Laughing, I pulled her over to the shower. "Let's save that one for a bit. I have plans for you in that tub, and we'll never get out of here if we get in now."
"Plans?" Her eyes lit up. "What plans are these?"
I kissed her, sucking on her full bottom lip for a moment before I let go to whisper in her ear. "Very, very sensual plans. So no spoilers."
Then I completely ruined the mood by popping her on the butt. "Come on Beautiful. Let's get in the shower so I can feed my babies."
But damn if the shower wasn't as bad as the tub, I'd had to keep Bella from playing with the steam function so we could make it out of the suite. I had some things I wanted to do and I couldn't if we never left the shower.
"I promise," I said, kissing her up the side of her neck. "That I will fuck you stupid in this thing tonight if you let me take you out for lunch. I have another surprise for you, but we have to get to it first."
She sighed, and the kiss she gave me was so hot, I almost said 'fuck it'. But she merely said "Okay." And the rest of our shower was disappointingly No-Nonsense.
Bella was too hungry to pick something cool for lunch, so we ended up grabbing some quick sandwiches at the restaurant downstairs, which worked out kind of perfectly because we were in a time crunch. We managed to be out of the hotel by 3:30 which thankfully gave us plenty of time.
We went by the mall first, and bought small carry-on size suitcases, and a week's worth of clothes, and Bella needed snow boots, since we'd left hers. Then we headed back to the hotel and back out again after dropping off our stuff.
"How you doing baby, you tired?"
I really needed to get her to the park, but I didn't know if all this walking was too much.
"No," She gripped my arm, grinning. "I'm having fun."
So we made the walk to Central Park, and the whole way, I checked my phone, making sure our timing was okay and we were giving the other people time to set up and get into place. I would owe Kate my life if she pulled this off so quickly.
If Bella noticed my nervous obsessing, she didn't say anything, just held my hand and chatted about whatever, as we walked. When we hit the entrance to the park, I sighed in relief. The horse drawn carriage was there waiting.
"Cullen?" The man asked, as we approached, and Bella gasped.
"Edward Cullen." I confirmed, then held my hand out. "Come on, Baby." I lifted her into the carriage and she looked around, stunned, as we started off through a snowy and iced over central park. I smirked at her as I pulled the blanket across our laps but, inside, I wanted to crumple in relief. Part one was taken care of, thankfully.
Bella snuggled into my side, silent, but taking in everything around us before finally, she grinned at me. "You spoil me." She told me softly.
"Not nearly enough." I told her. "You're everything to me. And this is just the beginning." I added, as the carriage pulled up along side a copse of trees. Behind them, the sun was starting to set, casting a pink and gold glow on the snow. Fucking perfect.
I helped Bella down and pulled her over, right in front of the trees, noticing the camera guys not that far away and a third person, a woman with a video camera closed in on us from my side. "What's all this?" Bella asked, floored, as I dropped to my knee in front of her. Her hands flew to her mouth and she gasped, as my mind worked nervously.
Stupid me. I planned literally everything else about this on the way to airport except for what to say.
"Bella, I…" I put my hand in my pocket and removed the small wooden box I'd had in there since we'd gone Christmas shopping together. "From the very first time I laid eyes on you, I knew with every single part of me that I wanted you, needed you in my life. I fell head over heels that first day, and I haven't so much as slowed down ever since. I proposed to you that day, if you remember?"
"The tiramisu!" She laughed through her tears, hands still over her mouth.
"Yeah," I laughed too. "The tiramisu. But it wasn't just that either. It's everything. It's how you jump right in to learn about whatever it is I'm doing, and how your face lights up when you talk about your favorite songs, how you stick up for Alice, and play Disney on the piano with Bree. It's… since that very first day, Baby you've made every single facet of my life better. I didn't care about much of anything, I just went to school and the shelter, biding my time until graduation but seeing you gave me something to look forward to. I'm happier now than I ever was before you, and I don't want to be without you in my life ever again."
I swallowed hard, too scared to look at her face as I pried the ring box open, but I made myself do it. She was crying now, watching me carefully, her whole body shaking in the snow.
"Isabella… Will you marry me?"
She fell against me, laughing and crying and squealing as she tackled me and I fell back on my ass in the snow. "Yes, Edward. Yes! God, you live to make me cry, don't you?" She jabbed me in the arm.
I squeezed her tight, burying my face in her neck.
"I live to make you happy." I corrected, and she cried harder. I laughed, taking my gloves off so I could wipe her face with dry hands. "Don't you want your ring, Baby?" I teased, picking up the box from where it had fallen in the snow and standing us both up.
"In a minute." She sobbed, covering her face again.
I shook my head, wondering if this was hormones or not, but valuing my life and relationship too much to ask. Instead, I grabbed her left hand and slipped the ring onto her third finger and kissed my fiancée.
There were a lot more tears before the night was over, and I figured it was definitely the babies making Bella weepy on at least half of it. She cried when we got back into the carriage and she finally looked at her ring and realized it was the one she'd admired in the antique store window when we opened our bank accounts in PA, and when she realized I'd orchestrated video and photographers for the proposal, and then she cried when I asked her what my babies were craving for dinner.
I was kind of scared to drop the last part of my plan on her now, she might… implode or dehydrate or something. We ended up staying in, ordering Room Service, sitting cross-legged on the bed with our plates with candles lit all around us. Bella had wanted seafood, so after I double checked which kind was safe, I ordered a ridiculously huge lobster tail and shrimp platter for us to share along with a couple sides of French fries.
When we'd finished, Bella laid on her side with her head on my thigh, rubbing her belly. She looked so content that half of me figured now was the best time to ask her, and half of me didn't want to disturb that peaceful look on her face. Finally I just blurted it out.
"Bella, marry me."
She eyed me like I'd said something odd, which of course I did, because I didn't explain what I meant.
"I think we had this conversation already."
"No, I mean now. This weekend. At TubeCon."
"What?"
"Let's get married this weekend." I repeated. "You won't have anything else to worry about ever again. Charlie can't take you away, Renee can't take you away, can't make you do anything to our twins. You'll be mine and I'll be yours."
She sat up and frowned. "Are you… did you just ask me to Marry you because I'm pregnant?
"No! No, Bella. Remember how we went back by that antique store window when Alice dragged us to PA for the after Christmas sales, and it wasn't there? I've had your ring since the middle of December, before I ever even got you pregnant. I was already going to ask you. I only want to move up the actual marriage part because I want… I don't want you to have to worry about what they can or can't force you to do, and I… I want all of us to have the same last name when they get here."
Fuck me, I hadn't meant to say that, but once I started, I couldn't hold back. "I don't want you and them to have a different name from me or me and them to have a different name from you. This is the first time I'll have blood family other than Alice. Family that didn't give me up. I want to do this right."
Bella's eyes softened, and her hand caressed my cheek and then she kissed me softly.
"Okay." She said quietly.
"Okay?"
"Yeah. Yes. Let's do it."
"Oh thank fuck." I hugged her tight and whispered "Because I already agreed that we'd be panelists."
She huffed, and her fist whacked me in my thigh. "Edward!"
The alarm clock went off bright and early, Friday morning. We had a fuckton of shit to do today, and then I'd gone and sat the alarm even earlier than usual so we could hopefully have some fun before we got moving, but Bella was out cold, and hadn't heard a damned thing.
"Baby?" I whispered, trailing a hand up her leg and her hip to the front of her panties. "Bellaaaa. Wake up, Baby."
"Wha?" She grumbled, groggily.
"How do you feel, Love?"
"Crabby." She snarked as I eased my fingers inside her lacey underwear. "Either take them off or quit teasing me and let me sleep."
Crabby? I could work with crabby. Sex fixed crabby, right?
"Ma'am, yes ma'am." I teased, placing open mouthed kisses along the column of her neck while I shoved her panties down with one hand and teased her hot flesh with the other. Come on Baby, react. She shivered in my arms, offering her neck to me, but I needed more. "I know you're responsive as shit, give it to me."
"Give you what?" She moaned as I fingered her clit and she grew wet around my fingers. Bingo. "Don't worry, I'll get it." I whispered, sliding down in the bed to put my head between her legs and claim her first orgasm.
When I'd wrung one long string of them from her, I lifted her from the bed and pinned her to the wall by the headboard, yanking my pajama pants down just enough to free my dick and sliding inside of her.
"God, Jesus fuck." I groaned, freezing. Even after yesterday, I couldn't get over how amazing she felt without a condom on. I had a vague thought of keeping her pregnant forever so I never had to use the fucking things again when she leaned forward and tongued the side of my neck before slowly biting down.
"Fucking evil!" I growled, taking her mouth before she could make me cum early, and hiking her legs high around my waist before I thrust into her hard and set a quick pace. "Am I hurting you?" I breathed against her lips. She shook her head rapidly, fingers pulling on my hair and reigniting our kiss.
I played with our rhythm, thrusting fast and then slow, fast and then slow before her legs started to quake and she yanked on my hair again. "Quit teasing," she freaking growled at me. "I'm right there."
"God, you're so fucking rough when I fuck you." I panted, not increasing my pace any because I knew she'd get frustrated. As quiet and soft as she was when doing literally anything else, Bella didn't like to be fucked slowly or gently. "Couldn't be any more perfect if you tried."
"Edward, please!"
"Okay Baby, okay. Hold on to me."
She wrapped her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs higher still. Stepping away from the wall a bit, I used my hands on her hips to bodily bring her down on my dick, meeting me thrust for thrust. Her head fell back and she let out the long, high moan that let me know she was about to cum. "Touch yourself if you need to." I told her, unable to risk dropping her to spare a hand.
"Don't think … I need it." She panted, readjusting an arm to score her nails down my back. Fuck, that felt good. "Just… don't slow down!"
"Scratch me again," I ordered, feeling my own orgasm building almost painfully. I increased my pace, knowing she about to come apart by the way her hips jerked wildly in my hands and her whole body trembled. She scored my back again with both hands, and I hissed, hips pistoning roughly, and I had to kiss her hurriedly to muffle the scream she let lose. Still I thrust, even as she came hard, until her hands went back into my hair and her kiss turned languid, less rushed. Fuck, so close… So… fucking… shit!
I struggled to hold on to her as I came harder than I had yet, unable to even kiss her back as I moaned in pure ecstasy.
Fuck! I staggered back to the bed, dropping backwards into the mattress with her on top of me.
"Holy shit." I breathed, panting and sweaty, but so relaxed I could slip into a coma right now. I managed to turn my head to at Bella and saw her looking just as blissed out. But I still had to make sure. "Baby, did I hurt you?"
"Hell no." she breathed, leaning over to kiss my tatted arm. I gathered up enough energy to half ass drape the blanket back over us, leaving my pants halfway down my thighs. Whatever.
"M'kay. Good."
I reached over and reset the alarm. One more hour.