Well hello my darlings, first I wanna say thank you to all who messaged me asking for updates. I haven't forgotten my lovelies, not at all. About three weeks ago, my brother got into an accident and was in the hospital. He was in a coma and the doctors told us to expect the worse. They told us he would more than likely have severe brain damage etc. It was a nightmare. This is my baby brother and it was hella hard to see him lying in that bed strung up to those machines. I was a nervous wreck, but for those who don't believe in God, I say this: Ya'll need help. And that's MY opinion. Five days after he first went in, he woke up and he was just fine. Our prayers were answered, and three days after he woke up he came home. He's still in pain because he broke a few ribs, but he's alive and I'm grateful for that.
Okay, now I just realized that some people's sense of humor has left the planet. At the end of the last chapter I said to "Rape the review button."
I was informed that I was 'rude' in saying this...for the love of all sanity. The button is a freaking inanimate object, that in no way means that I support rape. Sheesh.
Anyways, enough chit chat, on with the story. By now you would know that I am NOT SM. If I was, I'd be in jail for taking advantage of the male cast of the Twilight cast, in a very sexual way :D
Chapter Forty
EmPov
I don't know if it was the crash of thunder that woke me or the loud gasp from my door, but whatever it was I was wide awake now. My eyes flew to the door and saw Bella standing there, shaking like a leaf. I jumped out of the bed and made my way to her.
"Bella?" I asked walking towards her, "You ok?"
Stupid question. Of course she wasn't ok.
Her eyes were wide and frightened, I reached out and grabbed her arms.
Was she in shock?
"Bella?" I tried again. "Hey, it's ok. I'm here."
I gave her a gentle shake, the whole not saying a word thing was beginning to get to me. I needed her to say something.
"I-It's..." she stammered blinking rapidly.
I released a breath I didn't even realize I had been holding, "I know. It's ok."
"I d-didn't m-mean to w-w-wake y-you," she said.
I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, pulling her into my chest and gave her a small squeeze, "You didn't wake me."
I moved forward, hoping she wouldn't protest, but in her current state of mind I figured I could tattoo the globe on her ass and she wouldn't have cared. The trip back to my bed seemed to last a lifetime, but we finally reached the bed and I pushed her gently on to it before sitting next to her.
Was the power off again?
"Is the power out?" I asked her.
She shook her head, her hair falling like a curtain and hiding her face. My fingers itched to brush it back, but now wasn't the time for that.
It wouldn't hurt, my inner voice taunted.
Dude, chill, I said in reply.
Great, I was going crazy. Completely fucking insane.
"Emmett?" she said softly, her words no longer broken.
"Hmm?" I asked giving in and brushing her hair out of her face.
"Can I stay here with you?" she asked.
HELL YES!
"Um, sure," I said not able to stop the grin that appeared on my face.
Dear Lord, whatever she had bathed in was tickling my nostrils, in a good way.
Well good can be a matter of ideals.
Torture wasn't good was it?
Suppose not.
She smelt like something to eat, warm and delicious.
This was a bad idea.
How was I going to be in the bed with her, wait, was I?
"Do you want me to bunk on the floor?" I asked.
Please say no, please say no.
"No," she said her big doe eyes looking up at me.
Internal fist pump.
I would've laughed, a totally carefree chuckle, if she still didn't look as if she was going to bolt.
A flash of lighting illuminated my otherwise dark room, and she shifted closer to me, sucking in a breath.
As the rumbling crash of the thunder sounded overhead, she practically jumped into my lap.
Not that I minded at all.
I held her close, lifting her the rest of the way and she buried her face in the crook of my neck, her warm breath tickling my skin.
"Shhh," I murmured rubbing her back.
I scooted back on the bed with her still in my arms, and sunk back on to the pillows, using my free hand to pull the covers over us.
"It's just a little thunderstorm, it can't hurt you," I said softly.
Another flash and accompanying crash of thunder tried to disprove me.
It did work in my favor however, because Bella was now plastered to my body.
Plastered to my body...
On second thought, this was disastrous.
I was only wearing a pair of boxers and there was no disguising my very male reaction to the closeness of our bodies.
The rain was really starting to come down now and was beating against the roof steadily.
I actually loved the rhythmic sound it made but I could tell from the shaking woman in my arms, that it was less than calming for her.
"Talk to me," I said trying to get her to relax.
"I'm scared," she whispered, her lips moving over my skin, sending an electric charge through my body.
"Of a little thunder and lightning?" I said lightly. "You shouldn't be. I'm here with you."
"Doesn't matter," her tiny voice replied.
Way to crush my ego there Bella.
"But I'm big and can protect you," I went on, trying to keep her talking. Distracting her, so to speak.
Her head shifted and she looked up at me, my eyes long adjusted to the room, and I was glad to see the shadow of a smile on her lips.
"From flashing electricity?" she asked.
I shrugged my shoulder, "Of course."
She giggled.
That sound washed over me and crept its way into my heart, and I couldn't stop the smile from spreading over my face.
"What?" I said flexing my arms and kissing my bicep. "I can take it."
Another giggle escaped her lips and my grin broadened.
I could do this.
"You don't think I can?" I said wiggling my fingers against her waist.
She gave a yelp of laughter and shoved at my chest, "Stop that!"
I feigned innocence as my fingers stopped moving, "Stop what?"
"You know exactly what you're doing mister," she said poking me in the chest.
"Holding a scaredy cat in my arms?" I asked with a chuckle. "I knew that. Want me to let go?"
"No!" she said with a gasp and her leg crept up to wedge itself between mine.
I swallowed hard, no way was she gonna miss my current state of arousal now.
For a brief moment she looked down and then her eyes raised to meet mine, and I was waiting for her to extricate herself from my arms, but oh no, the little vixen didn't.
"Thanks for trying to distract me," she said softly.
"Not doing anything of the sort," I replied with a smirk.
"Uh huh," she said with a smile, "But I'm sure you can do a much better job at it."
Whoa.
That sounded like an invitation.
But an invitation to what?
Oh God, please don't let her be fucking with my head right now.
Either of them.
"What do you mean?"
Cue thunder.
"Please Emmett," she said shuddering at the sound.
Well the way I see it, this could end one of two ways.
I would do what my gut told me to do and she'd react well or she'd toss my ass out of my own bed.
I gave a shrug and bent my head towards hers.
Here goes nothing.
-TA-
BPOV
I didn't set out to go to Emmett's room; honestly.
I went to Edward's first, but obviously he was either up at the Great House, as I'd taken to calling it, or he was out on of his `dates'. Either way, the room was empty and the lightning was really brightening the semi-dark house. The thunder that followed shook me to the core, I needed to get to Emmett's room immediately.
I hated this feeling of powerlessness that thunderstorms brought upon me. I just hated them, no grand explanation I would say, just plain fear of it. So what? People had their quirks, this was mine. Stupid thing really.
Just as I reached his door another resounding crash sounded overhead, freezing me to the spot. I mean I literally couldn't move, I just made a loud gasping sound, completely immobilized.
I have no idea if that or the sound of the thunder woke Emmett, but before I could blink twice he was there before me, wrapping me in his arms and leading me to the bed.
The bed that was awash in his scent, and making me wanting to bury my nose in his pillow and never leave.
Although, getting it directly from the source was much better.
He wasn't wearing much and I'd have to be blind or dead not to notice, and since I was neither, I had to bite the inside of my jaw to keep from drooling all over him. If anything, Emmett McCarty was one gorgeous as fuck man.
I had to hand it to him though, he was really trying to be a gentleman.
Offering to crash on the floor.
Pffft.
As if I was going to weather out this storm alone.
God his body was warm. And hard, I wondered if any other part of his anatomy would be that hard.
I would've snorted at my thoughts, and was for once grateful for the cover of darkness. He wouldn't be able to see the furious blush that I was sure covered my body.
He was talking to me, taking my mind off of the storm, making me laugh.
Such a sweetie.
Gah.
It was then I realized I actually liked him. He wasn't that bad after all.
Of course I had been residing in Egypt for a while, because denial was strong in me. I half snorted inwardly at my cheesiness. And if I was going to be honest with myself about this whole thing, I'd have to say I had figured out he wasn't that bad a while ago. Plus, with the pregnancy hormones raging in my body, well, yeah. Not gonna touch that just yet.
I was pulled out of my head when he started tickling me.
Hey!
I laughed and struggled in his grasp a bit, and then after a brief exchange of words, I practically offered myself to him.
Not kidding you, I did.
And I didn't care about the consequences either, all I knew in that moment was that I wanted him, wanted this; I didn't care if it was a distraction or whatever. I just knew that I needed...whatever it was.
I didn't have much time to contemplate anything much because he obviously took my words for the invitation they were and I was watched as his head hovered over mine. My eyes flicked up to his for a moment and my breath caught in my throat.
Did I mention I loved his eyes?
Well, let me tell you, his eyes on a normal day were breathtaking, but now? Filled with desire? Oh sweet baby Jesus.
He had paused and was just watching me.
What was he waiting for? Armageddon?
Oh come on, I had been waiting for two minutes too long, I reached up and clasped my hands around his neck, pulling him down.
"Please Emmett," I whispered, my lips almost touching his.
With a small growl that sent shock waves of pleasure through my body, he closed the distance between us. His mouth swooping down and capturing my lips softly. I sighed and sank into the kiss.
It was soft, almost hesitant, as though he was afraid this wasn't really happening.
And as sweet as it was, I wanted more. I needed more.
My fingers buried themselves in his curls, and with a little pressure, I urged him to take more. To take all that I was offering.
And what was I offering? Damned if I knew, but what I did know, was that whatever it was, it was his for the taking.
He moved, deepening the kiss, his tongue coming out to lick at my lips and like the wanton hussy I had become in the past ten minutes, I opened eagerly; giving him the access he so obviously craved.
Our tongues rolled together and I sucked on his, eliciting a small groan from him and he changed our positioning. Not by much, but now he was completely over me, my knees parted to accommodate him and he settled between them, as though he were made to there all along.
His groin brushed against my heated core and I shivered.
I had felt the tell tale signs of his arousal earlier, but nothing could've prepared me for this full onslaught.
Jesus! He was fucking huge down there!
I shifted my hips, rolling them slightly, needing to feel more of him and I wasn't disappointed. Our dual moans coincided with a rather resound crash of thunder and that's when it registered in my head; I had completely forgotten about the storm.
I attacked his mouth with fervor then, nipping and sucking, ripping my mouth from his to press open mouthed kisses all along his jaw down to his neck.
Emmett, moaned as I bit into his neck lightly, his hips moving slowly against mine as my fingers delved into the hair at his nape.
"Bella," he moaned, "I..."
I stopped his flow of words as I reattached my mouth to his.
No way was I going to have this moment ruined by silly chit chat.
I had no idea how far this was going to go, but I didn't need it ending prematurely.
His hands skimmed over my body, igniting fires that had been out for a long time.
Hands explored, tongues tasted and I was lost.
I really didn't know if I could blame this one on hormones, the fact that I hadn't had a man in my arms for a while, or just that this was all Emmett.
My fingers trailed down his shoulders, down his back, as his mouth moved over the skin on my neck. The little mewling sounds that I was making, would probably embarrass me later, but now, oh no; now I was focused on him.
I pressed my fingers into his back, wanting to feel his body on mine. I hadn't realized how much he'd been holding his body off mine.
"Em.." I breathed. "Closer...please."
"The baby," he replied huskily, nipping my shoulder.
The baby was fine. Men, always worried about things they shouldn't worry about.
"Baby is fine," I murmured arching my back, craving more of his touch.
"Are you sure?" he asked, pulling back to look down at me.
I nodded quickly, just wanting his lips back on mine, or on me somewhere; anywhere.
He was still a little hesitant but it was though a green light had flashed inside him somewhere, giving him the go ahead to ravish me.
I was a happy camper.
Fingers tugged at my shirt and pretty soon I was bare to his roving gaze, and I would've covered myself, had he not held my hands over my head in one of his.
"No," he said with a shake of his head. "Don't hide from me."
I nodded, no words able to form in my head.
And when his head lowered between my breasts, and he nuzzled them, his tongue flicking out to trail a path up to my nipples, talking was the last thing on my mind.
"These are bigger than when I first met you," he said as he lifted his mouth from around my nipple.
He'd noticed that?
He was right though, my breasts, had been tiny as hell before; barely filling a B-Cup. Now they were full and voluptuous.
I didn't have time to say anything anyhow, as his mouth closed over my breast and he sucked on it, sending a flash of white heat to my center. I felt his hand brush against my thigh, and that's when I realized my hands were free, not that I could move much.
Tingles moved up my leg as his fingers made their way to my hips and back down again, his mouth busy from switching from breast to breast. His fingers were now closer to the place that needed his attentions most.
I moaned loudly, and noted that the rain was now pouring down on the house, lips met mine again and his hands found purchase between my legs.
I hissed as he rubbed against me, I wasn't wearing any underwear so there was nothing to dull the sensations I was now feeling.
He made a small sound, a cross between a sigh and a groan, and his fingers caressed me, rubbing across my clit. I needed...more.
Finally my hands obeyed my commands and moved to his back, my nails digging into his flesh, conveying silently what I wanted.
He didn't disappoint.
My legs stiffened around his hips as he slid a finger home.
I burst into flames. I kid you not.
It was like I had been in the desert, Emmett was my oasis.
He swallowed my cry with a hungry kiss, his finger moving slowly inside of me, stretching me, making me wetter than I was, if that were possible.
By the time he added a second digit, I was panting.
"Ohhh," I moaned as he started thrusting faster, deeper.
"So tight," he moaned against my throat. "So wet."
All for you.
My mind was reeling, everything was bundled together, no thought coherent.
And then he was gone.
What the fuck?
My eyes, which had been squeezed shut, flew open and sought him out. I didn't have to look too far. He was sitting back on his heels staring at me hungrily, his chest heaving from the exertion. I felt the blood rush to my face as I noted my position. I was spread out before him, my bottom half completely bare to his scrutiny.
"Bella," he said, his voice deep and intense.
"Y-yes," I stammered.
"I want..."
What? What do you want?
He left me hanging, no more words coming from his lips, lips that my own were missing.
I blinked and missed his movement and I cursed myself for it. When my gaze focused again, he was now lying on the bed, his broad shoulders between my thighs, his eyes focused on the junction between my legs, and I shivered involuntarily.
Oh God, was he gonna...?
Oh please let him be...
My thoughts were cut off when his nose brushed the inside of my thigh, a small touch of his lips further fueling the fire in the pit of my stomach. And then he was there, his tongue flicking out and running along the length of my slit, causing my body to arch into his touch. His fingers moved to part my nether lips, allowing his tongue to delve a smidgen deeper in my core; licking slowly, like a cat enjoying its milk.
I.
Was.
Going.
To.
Die.
Of sheer and complete bliss.
I have no idea how long the torturous onslaught went on, but by the time he added two fingers into the mix, I was well on my way to where ever it was people went when they died.
Overhead, the storm was still raging, only this time I paid no attention to it, or it merely didn't bother me. I was too caught up in the exquisite emotions ravaging my body.
Lick.
Thrust.
Lick.
Lick. Thrust.
At the same time.
Oh sweet death.
My body burst open, I could feel the wetness gushing out of me as Emmett greedily covered my throbbing center with his mouth, drawing out everything I had to offer and probably much more.
I was floating.
Belatedly a scream registered in my brain, and I realized that it had come from me.
He had taken me to the highest peak known to mankind, and now I was floating down, landing with a soft bump back into the realm of reality.
Soft kisses along my stomach registered briefly in my brain, before his warm ensconced around me, and his lips brushed mine tenderly.
My eyes were half mast, watching him as he nibbled on my chin and then back to my lips. I could taste the remnants of my orgasm on his tongue, mixed with his own essence, I didn't care. I was in a happy place.
I tried to stop the yawn, I should do...something.
Return the favor or what have it.
"Shh," he murmured, kissing me softly again. "Get some rest Bella."
His hand cupped my stomach, his fingers rubbing softly against our baby.
"I-I should...let me...you..." I murmured, stumbling over my words.
A soft chuckle from him, shook my body.
"Sleep."
I yawned again, my eyes closing on their own and I curved my body into his, breathing in his scent.
Lightning flashed, brightening the room, but this time I didn't fear the inevitable rumble of the thunder.
I was safe.
Emmett kept me safe.
I felt his lips brush my forehead as his pulled me closer to his body, and threw the covers over us.
The last thing I remember before succumbing to the lethargy that had spread rapidly through my body, was the loud rumbling of thunder, and again it didn't bother me.
Not one bit, why?
I believe it was the fact that I could hear the steady beat of Emmett's heart against my ear.
EmPOV
She slept in my arms, curled around me like a kitten.
Her breath fanning against my chest, her stomach cradled against my groin.
God she was tiny, yet she seemed to fit perfectly to my body.
As I listened to her calm breathing, I felt my eyes closing.
All the thoughts of the repercussions of this swirled in my head.
Consequences be damned; I was thrilled with the outcome of this night.
The taste of her nectar, still fresh on my tongue.
I kissed her lips softly, murmuring to her, wishing her sweet dreams.
Then I rubbed her stomach, not able to contain the grin that spread over my face.
"Good night Baby," I said softly, and I could've sworn I felt something move against my hand.
How cool would that be? I thought before I gave in to pull of sleep.
A/N: So...*props my face in my hands* of course it's not the full out WHAMMY ya'll been looking for, BUT it's a start...right? I didn't cock-block this time. So proud of me *giggles*. We'll be getting more about James and 'Al's' relationship next. Not gonna promise you when I'll update, it's a new school term/year so I'm gonna be busy with my little munchkins at work.
mary ali cullen: Thank you hun :)
Guest #1: I'm glad you're enjoying the story, and as for Bella having her baby...she still has a way to go. Want this to be realistic, not gonna have her pregnant today and then two weeks later, BOOM, here's baby. She's four months now so just five mths to go :)
JessJess76: I love you. Your words and insight always bring a smile to my face. Glad you're along for the ride with me. MWAH
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KimberlyAnnT: They're getting there :D
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teamhotmen: Well I can't have them dying on me now can I *winks*
lloveLION: *HUGS* Awww babe, I would NEVER forget you intentionally, you my chick! :D As for the impatience...*giggles* You'll live :D
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LillyZ: Hope you catch up soon, and by the time you do, I hope you're in love with this story almost as much as I am *hugs*
lissie boo: Get in line girl, we ALL wanna help with that not so little problem he's having :D
Well hunnies, not to be rude or offend anyone...pfft who am I kidding? See that little button down there, hold it down and fuck the shit out of it, like you would Emmett!
I'm bold, have a potty mouth and secure in my skin. This story is rated M for a reason. If you're not mature enough to deal with it, don't read it. ~ Riney