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Chapter Twenty-Seven
Three days had passed since the birth of Rosalie's son. I had been by her side loyally, feeding her the nutrient mash and helping Emmett feed their baby. Holding Rosalie up and holding her son to her breast was a challenge that he struggled to overcome by himself.
Today was the day that she was going to awaken. How I knew this, I wasn't sure, but I just knew that she was going to wake up today and finally hold her baby.
"Knock, knock," I said as I entered Rosalie's hut with Edward right behind me.
"Good morning," Emmett said as he rocked his fussing son.
"Long night?" Edward asked as he thumped down against the wall of the hut.
"Yes, Rosalie's son refuses to sleep." He said.
I laughed and held my arms out to him. "Of course. He is too excited to sleep. His mother is waking up today. He has missed her so much. He wants to hear her voice."
Emmett placed the baby into my arms. "Hopefully she awakens soon. I would like rest."
"You can rest. Bella and I will be right here." Edward said.
Emmett gave him a look. "You know I cannot rest."
"I like to offer." Edward smiled as nuzzled his nose against the baby's head that was in my arms.
"Your mother is going to be very excited to meet you." I told the baby who had now settled in my arms. "She has waited a very long time for you."
Emmett smiled and leaned back against the wall of the hut. "Do you know when she will awaken?"
"I'm not. It'll be today though, at some point." I smiled as I laid the now sleeping baby against the soft pile of leaves beside Rosalie. Esme had made the baby's bed. Usually, the babies would sleep against their mothers, but since Rosalie had been recovering, it was safer for him to lay on the leaves. Emmett wasn't an option because he had to hold Rosalie on his chest to keep her warm. He did keep his hand over the baby at night to keep him warm.
As I placed a gentle kiss on the baby's forehead, I heard a feminine gasp. I looked over to see Rosalie, her eyes wide as she gasped several times. I scrambled over to her and placed my hand on her chest.
"Shh, just relax. Take a deep breath," I told her as I kept my on the center of her chest to hold her down.
"W-what… what has h-happened to me?" She croaked out.
"Edward will you go get Rosalie some water please?" I asked.
"Of course," He said as he got to his feet.
"Rosalie do you remember what happened?" I asked her.
"N-no. Why am I in so much p-pain?" She said as she closed her eyes, placing her hands on her abdomen.
"You gave birth Rosalie. You had… something inside of you that was hurting you and I had to take it out of you."
"Inside of me?" She asked as her brows furrowed.
"Yes, but it's gone now," I said as I gently patted her stomach. "I am going to give you some qhizai flowers to help you manage the pain."
She nodded and allowed me to feed her three flowers. After a moment, she closed her eyes and hummed softly as the pain left her body. She was relaxed for exactly one minute before her eyes flew open again.
"M-my baby… did it… did it…"
"Our son is here," Emmett said as he shuffled on his knees to pick up their son from the pile of leaves. The baby whined slightly before settling into his arms.
"A son?" Rosalie asked. She grabbed onto my hand as she moved to sit up. I moved her so that she was leaning against the wall of the hut. "Let me see my son."
Emmett held his arms out to her. "Here he is. He has been waiting for you to awaken. He has missed his mother."
Tears sprung to Rosalie's eyes as she held her son for the first time. She looked him over and stroked his cheek.
"My son." She smiled. "He is beautiful."
"He is perfect," Emmett smiled proudly.
"I heard someone was awake." Esme said as she, Carlisle, and Edward walked into the hut. Alice and Jasper stood outside of it, looking in excitedly.
"Yes I am awake." Rosalie said, never taking her eyes off her son. "Thank you, Esme. You gave me the greatest gift I could have ever asked for. He is alive and I am alive."
"You and your son are alive, but it is not because of me. It is because of Bella."
Rosalie looked up and smiled, the tears falling down her face. "Thank you Bella."
I smiled at her. "No problem."
The baby started to fuss and whine. Rosalie chuckled as she moved her breast up to his face. The baby snuffled and snorted before he finally latched onto the nipple and started eating.
"He loves to eat," Emmett smiled as he moved behind Rosalie, so she was leaning against him, and he was able to look down at his son. "He has already grown bigger."
"He was smaller than this?" Rosalie asked as she stroked his cheek.
"Yes, very small. He could fit into my hand easily." Emmett said as he held out his hand to prove his point.
"Oh my small son." Rosalie smiled widely.
"What will you name him, Rosalie?" Esme asked; I had been waiting for this. Apparently, it was the mother's that named the children, not the men. Since Rosalie's been asleep the past three days the baby hasn't had a name.
"I thought you were to be a girl, so I had decided on the name Emmalie, but you are not a girl. You are a boy," She laughed softly as poked his stomach. "Hmm, I guess I have always liked the name Thomas, but you do not look like a Thomas."
"What about the name Anthony?" I asked. "He sort of looks like an Anthony."
"Anthony," Rosalie rolled the name on her tongue. "I do like the name. How could I say no to the person who kept both of us alive. To the person who brought me this gift."
"Oh, I didn't really do anything—," I started.
"No," Rosalie said firmly. "I went to the afterlife. I saw her. She was mighty."
"Who did you see Rosalie?" Emmett asked.
"It was the goddess, I know she was, but she became the Ektix. So that she may be with her mate and her child. She told me that it was Bella who saved me and my baby. She told me that we were to look to Bella now. She is our new goddess. She is going to guide us through the changes to come."
I felt the color drain from my face as everyone looked over at me. Esme's eyes grew wide before her head snapped over to Carlisle, whose nostrils were currently flared.
"You knew this?" He asked Esme, his eyes sharp.
She blinked several times but didn't answer him. His jaw tightened.
"You knew this Esme and you said nothing to me? Is this why you are not sleeping? Why you can no longer call out to the goddess?"
Esme looked down. "Carlisle, we were not telling anyone yet… it is much too soon for Bella, she needs more time."
"More time for what?" He asked in somewhat of a snap. It was the snappiest I've ever heard Carlisle.
Esme looked at me for an answer. When her eyes darted over to me, Carlisle looked over at me.
"Bella, is this true?" Carlisle asked me.
I swallowed the lump in my throat before answering. "Yes."
He looked away for a moment before looking back at me. "Is your purpose here creation or destruction?"
My eyes widened. "I-I don't—,"
"Why did Auk'ell'ieks'Ognil choose you?"
"B-because I am her daughter, in a weird way." I said. "Not her birth daughter, but I am hers."
Carlisle inhaled deeply and pinched the bridge of his nose. "This… I do not understand any of this."
Esme placed her hand on Carlisle's arm. "I did not understand it at first, but now—"
"And you never told me," Carlisle cut her off, looking up at her with betrayal. "Why did you not tell me? Why did you allow me to find out like this."
Esme looked down. "I am sorry Carlisle."
"Did you know?" He asked Edward.
Edward nodded, closing his eyes. "I am sorry father."
Carlisle inhaled deeply. "I must admit, the mistrust you have in me to keep this a secret is hurtful." He got to his feet, but Esme grabbed his hand.
"Carlisle, please listen—,"
"I am angry Esme. I must be alone to process all of this." He said before running off.
Esme sighed heavily and shook her head. Rosalie was sitting back against Emmett, her eyes wide.
"I am sorry," She said. "I did not mean too—,"
"It is alright Rosalie," Esme said, forcing herself to smile. "You did not know. You just worry about your son. I will worry about Carlisle."
"For the time being," I said. "Please don't tell anyone else Rosalie."
"But you—,"
"I know," I nodded. "I know but I need time to learn and to understand everything better myself. And I'm afraid people will react the same way as Carlisle. So please, just don't say anything to anyone."
Rosalie nodded and looked down at her now sleeping son. "Of course. Anything for you."
One Hour Later
"Ugh!" I groaned as I thumped down against the soft grass. "That was horrible! Damn it why did your father have to get so angry."
"He will be alright," Edward said as he thumped down beside me. "He just needs time to process things, like I did. He will come around once he understands."
I placed my hand on my belly, that was currently knotted up. "I feel like I'm going to be sick. I don't like this feeling."
Edward chuckled gently and pressed his nose against my forehead. "It will be alright, my Bella. I promise you my father will come around."
I bit my lip. "I really hope so. It's a lot to process. I mean, I'm still processing it myself."
"It will be fine." He said, his tail curling around my leg. "Please do not stress yourself about this. My father is mostly upset about not being told about this. He does not like it when my mother hides things from him."
I sighed and threw my arms over my head. "I never wanted to hide this from anyone, but I don't want to tell anyone either. I'm afraid they'll be just as angry as Carlisle. And I'm afraid their reactions will be so much worse."
"I am sure people have their suspicions now," Edward said. "You can do things the other females cannot. And you saved Rosalie the night Anthony was born."
"Hopefully it'll ease the blow." I closed my eyes.
Edward pulled me onto his chest. "Put yourself at ease, my Bella. It will all work out."
"I hope so." I said as I placed my head against his chest.
"We should do something to distract your mind from this," Edward said as he stroked my back.
"Maybe we should. What do you have in mind?"
He thought about it for several moments. "How about we acquaint ourselves with each other's body?"
I lifted my head. "Come again?"
"I was thinking that perhaps it would be a good idea if we explored one another's body. We have seven days until you have your first bleed."
I blushed. "Why do you think that's a good idea?"
"Because we will be ready when we consummate our mating," He said. "The first time you saw my pintel, you were frightened. You've never asked to explore it more, so you must still be unsettled and frightened by its appearance. I do not want you to be frightened when we consummate. I want our consummation to be a joyous occasion without fear."
My blush deepened. "I'm not frightened by your pintel. It was just when I first saw it."
"Well, would you like to explore it now?"
I sat up and swallowed the lump that was in my throat. "Is that why you brought us up here? For more privacy?"
"Maybe," He chuckled. "If you are still uncomfortable, then we can wait."
"I'm not uncomfortable it's just…" I sighed softly. "Maybe it is a good idea. But it's out of pure curiosity, not because I'm frightened or uncomfortable."
He smiled softly and moved me off of him. "I know you are not, but it is best that you are very comfortable with my body before our mating."
"So, this is just looking, right?" I asked as I slid off him. "I don't have to touch anything?"
"If you do not want to touch me, you do not have too," He said as he stood and untied his loincloth to let it drop onto the ground.
I gulped as I came face-to-face with Edward's strange, enormous pintel. I guess this was a good thing. I mean, I had stolen glances at Edward's pintel whenever we went swimming, but I never studied it so closely. And he was probably right about me getting used to it now before we actually have sex.
Edward's pintel was, of course, very large. At first, it seemed as if his pintel was too large, but now as I compared it to his body mass, I realized that it was the perfect fit for him. Had his pintel been any smaller, it probably would've looked very silly.
The color of it was the same as Edward's skin color, aside from the two bright blue stripes on the sides of it. Upon further inspection, I realized that within those two bright blue stripes were small bumps. It took me a moment to become bold enough to run my finger along the bumps.
The bumps were very solid, yet somehow soft. I wondered what they were used for.
"What are these bumps?" I asked as I ran my finger along the line of bumps.
"They help to push out the seed."
"Oh," I nodded as I took my hand away. "Your mother told me that you don't move when you put your pintel inside, it moves itself. That makes sense."
The tip of Edward's pintel was shaped exactly like the tips of the penises of the men from the other side, only it wasn't circumcised. A hood covered the tip.
I looked up at him for an approval to touch the tip of his penis which he gave with a smile. I looked back down and pushed the thick skin away from the head it was covering. Like I suspected, it looked exactly like the penises from the other side.
I let out a deep breath and pulled my hand away. The heat of his pintel still lingered on the palm of my hand.
"Thank you," I smiled as he sat down on the ground beside me. "You have a very n-nice pintel."
Edward threw his head back and laughed. "What a strange compliment but thank you."
"Do the females around here not compliment your pintels?" I chuckled, my blush beginning to go away.
"No, they do not." He said.
"Well, I didn't know what to say, I've never touched a man's pintel before." I said. "This is all new to me."
He pressed his forehead against mine and purred. "I am very thankful that you are to become my mate." He placed his hand over my lower belly. "I am honored that you will take my seed and create a son. We will have an amazing son."
I smiled and placed my hand over his. "Do you want to touch me?"
He nodded. "I was hoping you would ask; I did not want to be rude."
I chuckled and took my necklace top off. I paused when I reached for my skirt.
"Why don't we just start here?" I smiled at him.
Edward sat up and moved me, so I was sitting across from him. He reached out and placed his hands on my breasts. I closed my eyes as his hands covered both of my breasts easily.
His hands moved out of pure curiosity, but for some reason, it created butterflies in my stomach. These weren't like nervous butterflies, but ones I had felt when I read books that featured some mature themes.
A little whimper slipped past my lips when he gently tugged my nipples.
"I am sorry," He said softly, taking his hands away. "Did I hurt you?"
"N-no," I shook my head, feeling warm all over. "It felt good."
He plucked my now hardened nipples. "That felt good?"
I gulped and nodded. I felt my thighs become slippery as he plucked my nipples again. The feeling tingled straight down to my core. I resisted the urge to rub my thighs together just to get some friction.
Edward suddenly took his hands away and started inhaling very deeply. I opened my eyes to see that Edward had his eyes closed and was inhaling deeply.
"Edward?" I said softly, trying to get his attention.
He grabbed me by the waist and lifted me, so he was able to press his face directly against my skirt, just right where my crotch was. I placed my hands in his hard, blushing deeply as he was taking very large inhales of me.
"Hey, Edward, are you okay?" I asked as I pushed his head.
"Your smell…" He said softly, more to himself rather than me. "You smell… so good," He groaned in a low tone.
"Why don't we stop? I think it might be too much—Edward!" I gasped as he tore my skirt off.
He pressed his face right against me. I had never had someone's face against my genitals. As his face was pressed against me, I felt his pintel harden and rise, pressing against my back. Shit.
I told you I'd go into more details about Edward's pintel! Have a wonderful week! I will probably be updating on Wednesday because I'm going out of town this coming up weekend!
