Part VI: Rosalie's Claws Come Out

As I smoothly landed the jet at Denver International Airport, steering it down the tarmacs toward the extended stay hangers, I turned to Demetri with a broad smile. The warm glow from our visit with Charlie, no, scratch that, Charlie and his whole family, lingered. Now, the anticipation of reuniting with some of my friends added to my excitement.

"It'll be great to see the Cullens again. Hopefully I can persuade a few of them to visit us in Volterra one of these days," I remarked. Other than Alice and Jasper, I hadn't seen any of the other Cullens since my transformation. I wondered if they would seem different now that I too was a vampire.

Demetri offered me a wry smile. "I wouldn't count on Carlisle, but maybe focus on Esme. See if she can work her charm on him. Aro has been inviting him to the castle for centuries with no success." I brought the jet to a stop once it was in its hangar, shutting off the engines. As we stood up, Demetri added, "It'll be interesting to catch up with Carlisle again. The last time I saw him in person was in Maine in the 1890s. I was traveling around the continent, extending invitations to one of the Volturi's massive parties planned for the end of the century. Communication was so different back then. Carlisle thanked me for the invite but said that his work prevented him from attending."

We grabbed our bags and disembarked from the plane. Stepping outside, we were greeted by the clear night sky. We walked toward the terminals to arrange for a rental car. The air quality at the airport wasn't great, but I had a hunch that once we ventured beyond the city, the crisp mountain air would be refreshing. I looked forward to going skiing with Demetri at some point during our stay and hoped the others would join us.

The Cullens were residing near the city of Glenwood Springs, about three hours away. As we approached the secluded home outside the city, I couldn't help but marvel at yet another beautiful Cullen house. It seemed even larger than their house in Forks. As we made our way toward the front door, it swung open, and a little missile shot out, coming to a halt right in front of me.

"Bella, I'm so glad you're finally here," Alice exclaimed, giving me a quick hug. "How was your visit to Forks? Did the makeup we developed work as we hoped?"

"Hey, Alice," I greeted with a smile, looking down at my petite friend as we made our way to the house. "It worked perfectly. I can't thank you enough for enabling me to see my parents again. Is everyone inside? I can't wait to catch up with all of you."

"The only two not here are Edward and Kiyoko; they're out hunting. They should be back in a few hours."

I paused in surprise. "Wait, so Edward and Kiyoko are a couple?" Memories of the vampire Demetri and I had encountered briefly during our trip to Japan when I was still human flashed in my mind. I had shared the Cullens' information with her, but I never would have imagined that she and Edward would end up together. A smile formed on my lips as I entertained the thought of being called Bella the Matchmaker now.

Alice nodded. "Yeah, it surprised us too. They seemed like just friends during the few months Kiyoko stayed with us, but after she went back to Japan, Edward followed her a few weeks later. They came back a year later as a couple."

"Well, damn. Good for him. She seemed nice; that's why I sent her your way." Stepping into the house, my eyes wandered as we entered the expansive living room that almost consumed the entire floor. Towards the back, I saw the large, open kitchen area, and I smiled, thinking of all the family dinners they must have. The entire place carried a ski lodge vibe, making me wonder if that was its original purpose when the house was built.

I spotted Carlisle and Esme standing there, their smiles widening as they laid eyes on me for the first time since my transformation. Carlisle had his arm wrapped around Esme's waist. They appeared just as I recalled, though with more intricate details, courtesy of my enhanced vision. Close by stood Emmett and Rosalie. Emmett sported a broad smile, a stark contrast to Rosalie, who, in keeping with her nature, exuded a snobbish aloofness as she assessed the new me. I still held out some hope that Rosalie and I could now have a better rapport, now that I was like her. We just had never quite connected when I was human.

"B!" Emmett boisterously bellowed, making his way over. He raised his hand, and I met it with a fist bump.

"Good seeing you, Em," I replied with a smile. Hanging out with Emmett again was bound to be a blast. Previously, he always had to be careful around me because I was human, but now there would be no need for him to hold back. I eagerly anticipated the moment when he realized that little old me was stronger and faster than him. I knew fun times awaited us.

Alice zipped over beside Jasper, and I nodded to him with a smile. I hoped Jasper and I could finally engage in some serious sparring matches. I had heard about how skilled he used to be from the Volturi, and I really wanted to test my luck against him. Regardless of whether I won or lost (and from the stories I heard, I'd most likely be losing), I always enjoyed training against skilled opponents.

I surveyed everyone in the room. "Hey, guys. It's great to see you all again. I don't know if any of you have noticed yet, but I'm a little different." I spun around so they could get a good look at the new me.

"You look radiant, Bella," Esme said with a smile. "Come on, let's all sit down and catch up."

As everyone settled into spots on the sofas next to their partners, Carlisle spoke up with a warm smile, "Demetri, it's good to see you again. We were all delighted to hear about your and Bella's wedding last year."

Demetri wrapped his arm around my shoulder, giving me a good squeeze. "Thanks, Carly." I turned my head, eyeing Demetri in response to the nickname. I had never heard anyone call Carlisle that before, and he glanced at me with a sly smile and a wink. Clearly, it was a story I would be regaled with at a later date.

We all began catching up, and it felt just like old times. Carlisle showed a real interest in the research I had been doing for the past three years, but I sensed, especially from the light jab to my midsection by Demetri, that we might be boring everyone else. So, I told Carlisle we could continue our discussion later.

Esme shared details about her current freelance work as an architect, and Alice filled us in on the clothing line she had started. She had even formed her own company and brand, which she had named Futurestep. Alice promised that she would show me all the pieces she was currently working on tomorrow.

When the conversation turned to our visit to Forks, I mentioned that we had stopped by their house and reassured Esme that everything looked fine. Esme inquired about Charlie, prompting me to share the group shots we had taken during Christmas, including some adorable ones of Kevin opening his presents. Esme's smile widened at the sight of Kevin's cuteness. However, I couldn't help but notice how unhappy Rosalie looked as she glanced at the photos of Kevin and me playing. After the pictures were passed around, Esme expressed interest in our wedding and asked if we had any photos. I pulled them up on my phone and passed the phone around once again.

It was great catching up on what everyone had been up to for the past five years, and eventually, Edward and Kiyoko returned to join our little reunion party. Seeing Kiyoko again was indeed a pleasure, and she expressed her heartfelt thanks to us for informing her about the Cullens. However, I couldn't shake the feeling that her gratitude was due only to our involvement in her meeting Edward, as there wasn't a moment when some part of her body wasn't touching his in some way.

We chatted throughout the night, and as morning approached, Esme kindly gave Demetri and me a tour of the house, concluding with the room we would be staying in. Alice and Jasper had headed out to hunt, with Alice mentioning that we could all hang out later when they returned. Now, finally alone, I wrapped my arms around Demetri and hugged him.

"That was a nice reunion," I said, starting to rub his back with my hands as I glanced at the king-size bed in front of us.

"Yes, Carlisle seems to have mellowed out a lot and was a lot less uptight than I remember. His family has done him a world of good." Shit, I wondered how he had been in the past, as I considered him one of the most repressed vampires I knew, maybe other than Edward. But then again, maybe Edward had loosened up some now that he's met someone. However, none of that mattered now as my mind fixated on Demetri's hard body. I pushed him onto the bed, climbed on top of him, straddled his waist, and we started to kiss. All thoughts of the Cullens left my mind as we delved into more pleasurable activities.

Hours later, we were still at it. I was on top of Demetri, riding him fast, loving every second of it. As I twerked my body back and forth on Demetri's love stick at vampire speed, Emmett's voice boomed from downstairs, "Enough, you two. Do that shit on your own time. Let's go hang out."

I slowed down my movements until I came to a stop. Looking down at Demetri, I felt torn. While part of me wanted to continue, Em was probably right. I should spend this time with my friends while we're together. I yelled back, "Okay, Em. We'll be down shortly."

Hearing this, Demetri frowned, looking quite sad. I playfully leaned forward, using my hand to try and turn that frown upside down. Whispering, I said, "Don't worry, I wouldn't end our sexy time like that without ensuring we both have our happy ending. How about we finish each other off quickly using our mouths? Would that satisfy you?"

Demetri nodded, grinning widely, so I swiftly lifted myself off his dick and spun around. As I felt Demetri's tongue start to work its magic, I looked down and smiled. With my left hand, I grasped him, stroking quickly as I went to work on his head with my mouth. Our efforts were well rewarded, and we both climaxed quickly in less than a few minutes.

Not wanting to stink of sex in front of everyone, I suggested we take a shower. It was extremely hard to resist temptation while watching the hot water cascade down, hitting Demetri's hard body as he soaped himself up, while the entire bathroom fogged up with steam. But we managed to resist the urge to extend our sexy time. Goddamn, I hated settling for only washing ourselves clean. After the unsatisfying shower, we quickly got dressed, and I worked to calm my mind. As I thought about it, I was very eager to engage in some sparring matches, and I was sure Emmett was too. He had always told me that giving me a good ass-kicking was the first thing he wanted to do with me after I became a vampire. Excited, I donned my training outfit, as it was only fair to give him his shot... and hopefully put him in his place.

The forest truly was an ideal spot for sparring. The area hadn't experienced any recent snowfall, guaranteeing a clear space for our activities. We found the perfect spot which was near the Cullen house, but not too close where Esme would be upset if the battles got too physical and we ended up destroying a lot of trees.

Emmett and I had been at it for half an hour, and I had come to some quick realizations. Despite Emmett's hulking size and considerable strength for a vampire, he didn't know how to fight for shit. His technique was laughable. So, instead of having a true sparring match to test our skills, I had switched gears and was simply having some fun with him as we playfully grappled.

Demetri had been watching our matches, entertained, as Emmett was very good at trash-talking his opponent. Hopefully, he would never be in any actual fights because knowing how to insult a vampire would not benefit you in the slightest. Truthfully, the only benefit that would serve is if your goal was to get your head ripped off.

As we circled each other, Emmett raised a point that seems to have been weighing heavily on his mind. "You know, B, your actions cost me $100,000. I'm really going to have to put the hurt on you for that one!"

"How do you figure that? I haven't seen you in years." Emmett lunged at me, but I sidestepped, tripping him in the process.

Emmett got up quickly, and we were back to circling. "I had a bet with Jasper on when Edward would get his cherry popped. I needed him to stay a virgin 'til the year 2100 to collect. On top of that, we had another bet, and if he hadn't gotten any by 2500, I would've won an extra 5 million!"

"I feel for you, Em," I said mockingly. "Did you at least specify in the bet that inflation had to be factored in? If not, 5 million might only be a couple of thousand by the year 2500."

As I laughed, Emmett lunged at me, hitting me with his full force, picking me up, and ramming me right through a pine tree before throwing me hard to the ground. I quickly got to my feet and set them in place as Emmett charged at me. Utilizing his forward momentum, I grabbed him and launched him into the air until he hit another tree in his path, snapping it in two with a massive cracking sound.

Emmett got up and dusted himself off, he had a wide grin on his face. Judging by his enthusiasm, it seemed like none of the other Cullens enjoyed sparring with him. Emmett continued with his tale of woe, "Now I have to endure hearing the most boring sex imaginable between Eddie and Kiyoko. It's all silent missionary style; that's the only thing he knows how to do. It's disgusting."

Poor Kiyoko. I briefly considered offering her some pointers on seduction but quickly thought better of it. She was an old-ass vampire herself; surely, she knew what to do. It had to be Edward's fucked up Victorian values causing the issue.

Emmett's words had distracted me, and suddenly, his arms were wrapped around me. I felt the force of his grip squeezing my chest. In a real fight, I'd have been in trouble, but Emmett's hold was shoddy. Swiftly, I pried his hands off my chest, seizing one as I swung him over my shoulder, slamming him hard into the ground in front of me. Before Emmett could recover, a scream pierced the air, "Stay away from him, you whore!"

Surprised, I looked up to see Rosalie charging towards me. She halted in front of me, her outrage evident as she helped Emmett up and then positioned herself protectively in front of him.

Rosalie's anger only seemed to intensify the longer she glared at me. "Keep your slutty hands off him. I know you've been trying to seduce him ever since you first showed up on our doorstep, acting like little miss perfect in your stupid human body. He's mine!"

I stared at Rosalie as if she had lost her mind, which she clearly had. "What the fuck are you talking about? Emmett is just a friend. Where the hell is this coming from?"

Rosalie looked incensed. "I saw you just now, you slut. He had his hands all over your breasts, feeling you up. What sick game are you playing?"

I didn't know if she was serious. This had to be the stupidest argument I'd ever had. "We were sparring, Rosalie. Nothing was happening. My husband is standing right there." I pointed to Demetri, who had a wide-eyed look, mirroring my confusion about what was happening. Emmett had backed up from Rosalie and was now standing next to him. He rightly looked embarrassed by his crazy wife's accusations.

That bit of logic didn't seem to land with Rosalie, who continued on unabated. "You're probably into some kinky shit where he likes to watch you. I'm sure you two engage in threesomes with your meals all the time while you drain them. Fucking and murdering. It's all you know. Admit it."

"I'll admit you're batshit crazy." She was getting on my nerves. I tried to calm my mind, not wanting to get too worked up and hurt her, even if she did deserve it.

Rosalie persisted, her voice turning more shrill the angrier she got. "What about the time you got naked in front of Emmett? I saw the way he looked at you, the hunger in his eyes as you pranced around, hoping to seduce him."

"I fucking exploded, Rosalie! It's a miracle I wasn't killed in the blast," I yelled back. I saw Edward and Kiyoko appear near Demetri and Emmett. They clearly had heard the yelling and had come to witness the apparent catfight.

Logic seemed to be beyond her grasp, and Rosalie continued on in her fury. "Just this morning, we all heard you fucking away for hours. I know you were only doing it to turn Emmett on. He dragged me to our room and proceeded to fuck me, clearly reveling in your moans, imagining I was you."

I turned toward Demetri with an exasperated expression, as if silently asking, 'Is this real life?' Shifting my focus back to Rosalie, anger now blazed in my eyes. "I don't know what the hell you think about when you're fucking your husband, but I was only thinking of my man. I can't speak for Emmett, but I'd wager about... a billion dollars that he was only thinking about you. I don't know if you've ever realized this, Rosalie, but you're about the hottest chick on the planet. But you know what? If you can't believe what's right in front of your face, how about you ask the fucking mind reader," I pointed at Edward, "that you've been living with for the past century. He can tell you exactly what Em was thinking about while he was in the middle of fucking you." I shot Edward a pointed look, and the fury in my eyes was a clear sign that he better start talking, and quickly.

Edward, realizing he was caught in the crossfire, hastily interjected, "I was downstairs, Rosalie. Despite the inappropriate nature of his thoughts, they were indeed solely about you."

I felt vindicated. "There you crazy bitch. Surprise of the century: your husband of 100 years loves you. Congratulations." I had hoped this would end the argument, but Rosalie only screamed and lunged at me. As I held her off, I realized she was an even worse fighter than Emmett. Jesus, how did the Cullens expect to survive if they were ever in a fight? I'd need to talk to Jasper and insist he give them some training. From what I heard, that was what he was good at. Rosalie was swinging her arms at me wildly, like you see little girls do in the schoolyard. I quickly got her turned around and put her in a headlock, immobilizing her arms above her head.

"Calm down, Rosalie. I don't know what your issue is, but it's clearly beyond your imaginary problems with me. You really don't want to fight me. If I truly wanted to, I could give you a major beatdown or worse. Please go with Emmett and cool off." I hoped maybe I had gotten through to her, and she wasn't struggling any longer, so I let her go. She took a step away from me, but before I could react, she swung her arm around, her hand latching onto my tank top, and ripped it right off my body. I looked down at my now exposed tits, then up at Rosalie, who had a satisfied smile of superiority on her face.

"What the fuck, Rosalie? What was that supposed to accomplish? All you did was expose my tits in front of your husband. Isn't this the opposite of what you want and what you've been yapping about? Are you trying to embarrass me? Well, I'm sorry, but I'm not ashamed of my body."

While I wasn't embarrassed, I was pissed. I might no longer be a newborn, but I had reached the limit of my patience. In a moment of vindictiveness, I used my shield to seize onto Rosalie's shirt and bra, tearing them off her body without moving a muscle. The surprise on Rosalie's face was evident as she found herself unexpectedly topless in front of everyone. She must not have been as comfortable as me with public nudity, as she frantically looked around at everyone who were now fixated on her exposed chest. Her hands shot up to cover herself, and as our eyes met, she screamed.

Without hesitation, she lunged at me once more. Again, lacking any technique, she fell prey to the same headlock, her arms splayed wide, accentuating her exposed chest. I glanced at Demetri, who appeared mesmerized, his eyes fixed on Rosalie's titties. Well, that's just perfect. I laughed internally at how fucked up this whole situation had become. I'm sure all the men here were hoping we'd fulfill their fantasies and go find a mud pit to wrestle in.

"Dammit, Rosalie!" I yelled, frustration lacing my voice. "You need to cut this shit out before you actually get hurt. The only thing you've accomplished has been to make a fool of yourself and give Eddie there a good opportunity to perv on us some more. It seems it doesn't matter that one of us is supposed to be his sister." All eyes turned toward Edward, who hastily covered his crotch with his hands. Kiyoko, standing beside him, glanced down in surprise. After a moment of staring at Edward's clear embarrassment, she leaned in and whispered something too soft for even me to hear. Edward smiled and quickly nodded to her, and they zoomed away. Well, maybe Edward would use the sight of my and his sister's nakedness to actually spice up their sex life if what Em said was true.

I had had enough. I looked toward Emmett. "Em, I think it's time you take Rosalie and explain to her how you truly feel. She's clearly confused about a great many things." That was the diplomatic way to say she was certifiable.

Emmett quickly nodded, removing his shirt and walking toward us, holding it raised to wrap around Rosalie. I released her, and he promptly draped the shirt around her shoulders, guiding her away. As they departed, Emmett turned his head, mouthing the word 'sorry.' I nodded at him in understanding as he led his loony wife away.

Demetri and I were finally alone. As he approached, I took a deep, calming breath, releasing any lingering anger. Glancing down at the scraps of my torn tank top scattered on the ground and then at my exposed chest, I couldn't help but laugh. The cool breeze had made my nipples hard, and it felt liberating to have them be unconstrained.

"Aren't you glad I don't want to live with these fuckers full time?" I teased. Demetri chuckled, nodding along in agreement. I smiled, adding, "Truthfully, I don't remember them being this screwed up when I was hanging out with them when I was human."

I looked up into Demetri's eyes, but they seemed to be zeroed in on my tits, making me smile. In my sweetest voice, I asked, "How come you didn't take your shirt off to cover me up and protect my modesty? I thought I had married a gentleman."

Demetri's grin widened, his eyes now locked onto mine. "I would never want to conceal your beauty. You looked like a goddess earlier, all hot-tempered and fierce. It was one of the most erotic sights I've ever seen. And trust me, I've envisioned you in quite a lot of erotic scenarios."

I smirked, reveling in the direction his thoughts were headed. Deciding to playfully stir him up a bit more, I employed the most alluring tone I could muster. "So, you're saying you enjoyed it when I lost my temper just now? What about when I ripped Rosalie's top off? She looked so shocked when it happened. Did you catch that delightful jiggle as her breasts burst free from her clothing? I have to tell you they were so soft too. When she slammed into me, her tits were pushed up against my own breasts and I felt her nipples hardening as she rubbed against me. I saw you admiring them when I had her constrained. Her breasts really were perfect, weren't they, with that perfect sloping curve leading to those two rosy nipples. They were quite tempting, don't you think? I can understand why Emmett would want to spend hours suckling on them."

As Demetri hung on to my every word, I observed his eyes glazing over, captivated by the tale I was spinning. Encouraged by the effect I was eliciting, I decided to delve even deeper into the intricate web I was weaving, curious about where my words might lead. Leaning in closer, I spoke in a hushed whisper, as if sharing a secret meant only for him.

"Don't tell anyone, but I often liked to fantasize about kissing Rosalie back when I was human. When I was alone in my room back in Forks, I would frequently play with myself while thinking about her. We would start with chaste kisses, but it didn't end there, and I liked to envision us losing ourselves in each other's bodies. The thoughts of what we could do to each other would always lead me to the most delightful orgasms, with my screams and frenzied movements against my hand as I climaxed violently. Well, I'll just say I always slept soundly after those releases." Demetri swallowed visibly, and it was evident he was mentally painting the picture of Rosalie and me together.

"You can be honest with me. When I had Rosalie in that headlock, were you imagining yourself sucking on her tits? Your intense gaze didn't go unnoticed. I wouldn't have blamed you; they looked downright mouthwatering. Or perhaps you hoped that our heated exchange would escalate into something more tantalizing? Rosalie and I could have finished tearing each other's clothes off right here, in front of everyone. As I restrained her fully nude body, I could have started licking her neck, while one hand slid sensually down to explore her nether regions while everyone watched us. We both know Edward would have been all in favor of that... but, wait, I can see it in your eyes. Watching me finger her wouldn't have satisfied your desires. No, you want to be an active participant in the fun, don't you? Go ahead, nod; it's okay." Demetri looked spellbound by my words, so I decided to conclude my tale, with him included in the story.

"Why don't you throw yourself into the action. She and I are both nude; she's laying on the ground with her legs spread apart while I'm kneeling on her face as she eats me out. Seeing this, your erection is so hard that you just can't take it anymore, and ripping your clothes off, you start fucking her like crazy while she continues to pleasure me. Is that what you'd want to do?

Or perhaps you'd prefer to get it on another way. Rosalie and I are nude right here on the ground, and your eyes are fixated as I spread her long legs wide apart. My tongue is really working her over, while my bottom arches provocatively before you. We both know how much you love to pound into my pretty little ass. So you go all out, thrusting vigorously into me as you watch Rosalie's face contort in pleasure, screaming and moaning, as I bring her to one orgasm after another?"

I paused my little erotic tale, thoroughly entertained at the visible impact my words had on Demetri. He looked like he was struggling to not come in his pants. I loved that I had the ability to work him up like this. The heat of my own narration had me feeling just as excited. Closing the distance between us, I pressed my breasts against his sturdy chest, simultaneously sliding my hand down to his crotch. The undeniable outline of his arousal through his pants needed further exploration, and I began to tease and massage it, intensifying the charged atmosphere between us.

Demetri just couldn't take it anymore, and in a heartbeat, the sound of fabric tearing echoed through the forest. I found myself on the ground as he thrust into me with a relentlessness that I hadn't often seen in him. Oh God, the pleasure was exquisite as I entwined my legs around him, inviting him to give me everything he had. Hopefully, everyone was dealing with their own issues and would leave Demetri and me alone to work out ours for a good, long time.

Several hours later, we were cuddling, quite satisfied, on the cold ground in the forest. Demetri had really rocked my world this time, and the contented smile which lingered on my face just didn't seem to want to go away. His hand gently caressed my back as I rested on him, basking in the afterglow of our passionate encounter. My head rested against his chest, so I wasn't able to see his face when his voice broke through the silence. "Did you really like to fantasize about Rosalie when you were human? Your words sounded so convincing."

I lifted my head to look into his eyes, a smile playing on my lips. "Shit, I've never found Rosalie appealing in the slightest. You saw how crazy that bitch was just now. Imagine being around her when you're a fragile human." I shivered a little, recalling those days, but then a wicked grin formed on my face. "But I didn't mind using the idea of her to get you all worked up. Hell, even I felt like coming imagining the scenario I spun. That shit was pure gold. Now that I know the response it might elicit from you, I'll be sure to introduce the idea of others into our sexy time more often. Just don't get any ideas. You're mine and mine alone!" With those words, I nestled my head back on his chest, closing my eyes in happiness.

Let me know your thoughts. Sadly, there is only one part left for the Holiday Special, but it's a good one. I'll give you a small hint: the title of the chapter is 'The Redneck Rumble.' I'll let you guess what the chapter is about.