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Dedicated to Dark-Moon-Enid. Huggles. You're an amazing friend!
We both answer together, and share a knowing smile as our beautiful, little girl, comes racing into the room. She looks so grown up now, at five years old. Her bronze hair falls past her shoulders in little ringlets, her eyes big, and green, just like her daddy's. She giggles as she races into the room, next door's little boy, Jacob is just behind her. He reaches out with his hand to grasp the back of her dress, and they both tumble into the room.
"Careful, Renesmee," I scold.
Bella rushes forward to pick the pair up as they laugh and giggle on the floor, a mass of limbs.
Bella picks her up in her arms and hugs her tightly, while little Jacob looks up with his big brown eyes, and wraps his arms tightly around Bella's leg.
"Mommy, me and Jacob are going to get mawied one day. He's my boyfriend." Renesmee grins proudly.
Me and Bella share a look, this means we're going to have to watch our baby like a hawk when she gets to be a teenager, because those boys are going to be in their swarms after her. Our little baby just wraps everybody around her little finger, and their helpless to her charms. Charlie dots on her like nobody else, and my parents absolutely adore her. She even has Tanya running around after her, and it's nice to see Tanya involved with her. She's a great grandmother, and that might surprise some, but I'm glad she can be in my life without being a total bitch.
"Mommy?" Renesmee turns to me now.
"You know that I have two Mommys right?"
"Well can Jacob have one of you, because he doesn't have a Mommy."
I feel my heart skip a beat, at the adorable nature of our daughter. She may not be mine due to DNA, but she has Bella's DNA and that means I can't do anything, but love her. My beautiful Bella had the chance to become a mother once again, after that chance had been taken from her, and then I knew I'd give everything for her to have it again.
Although this time, we went about things a little more 'ethical', we had Edward donate the sperm rather than have him do it the 'natural' way. He was eager to become a father, but with the idea of eternal bachelorhood ahead, he wasn't looking for the cushy life for him to settle down with a little wife. He said the only person he really would ever dream about having a child with, would be his life long friend, Bella.
It was all rather sweet, and he was great through the whole of the pregnancy, supporting both me and Bella. He was good natured in her rants, moans, and complaints, and he held her other hand when she gave birth. We have Nessie four days one week, and he has her three, then we switch. It might not be ideal for a child, but she seems content, and he only lives a few streets away, so he's here most days any way. We said we'd never let him miss out on any of the time with her, and when we first went away on holiday to Hawaii for two weeks, he came with us.
Everything has been great, but hearing our daughter say that now, I know how like Bella she truly is, with her compassionate, giving nature.
"Oh, honey." I gently pull Nessie from Bella's arms and cuddle her close. It's hard to know what to say in this kind of situation.
"He has his daddy to look after him, but we're here if he ever needs us." I ruffle Jacob's hair affectionately as he burrows his face into Bella's leg, blushing slightly. He's got this beautiful, deep russet skin with big brown eyes, and a mop of black hair that covers his head. He's just as adorable as Nessie, and is attached to her like a Siamese twin.
The door bell rings.
"Come in." I yell, not bothering to answer the door, when I know it's Edward.
"Morning, all," he calls through the house.
He's smiling as he enters the kitchen, and Nessie is already wriggling about in an attempt to get down.
I gently place her on the ground, and she goes barrelling over to Edward, with Jacob following close on her heels, once again reaching out for the back of Renesmee's dress.
Awww, so cute.
I share a look with Bella at the adorable nature of both Nessie, and Jacob. Edward bends over and pulls both the children into his arms, and spins them around, while they squeal with glee. Renesmee burrows her face into his neck, while Jacob smiles shyly again and grips Nessie's hand.
I shuffle over to Bella, and wrap my arms around her, while I too, nuzzle her neck. "Aren't they just adorable?"
"Yeah, although we're going to have to watch that boy when he gets older, because I can see him being a heart breaker."
I chuckle as Bella narrows her eyes in a mock glare, and I plant a kiss on her neck. Gently sucking the skin of her neck.
"Hey, you two. Children here." Edward grins.
I rest my chin on Bella's neck and laugh, while Bella sticks her tongue out at him.
"Can Jacob come stay, too?"
He looks over to us, I don't know why and I hold up my hands. "Ain't our house."
"I'm not sure, Renesmee. You'll have to ask Jacob's dad."
"His dad won't mind. Jacob says he has trouble looking after him and his sisters some times."
We all share a look at Renesmee's words. Poor little boy. Poor family. They lost their mother in a freak car accident, a couple of years after Nessie was born and Billy's never gotten over it since.
"Well, go get your bag, honey, and then we'll go see Jacob's dad."
"Yay." Nessie begins to jig about in Edward's arms so he puts them both down on the ground.
Nessie turns to Jacob. "Are you coming to get my bag with me, Jacob?"
She giggles and blushes before taking his hand.
"I luv' you, Jacob."
"I luv' you too, Nessie."
We all watch as they exit the room, hand in hand, after telling each other about their love.
Edward turns to us.
"We haven't done a thing. They're infatuated with each other."
"They're only children, Edward. I'm sure they'll grow out of it." Bella snuggles further into my body heat, while my arms pull her closer.
"Okay, well I hope you, have a fun weekend." He raises his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.
"We have a very busy weekend." I grin and nip Bella's earlobe. She tilts her head back and gives me access to lather her neck in kisses.
"Damn! You two still look mighty fine together."
I pull away to raise an eyebrow.
"Hoping for an invitation, Edward?"
Bella giggles and grips my arms.
"I'd say yes, but I'm sure you'd say no."
"Indeed, I'm a one woman type of girl." I lick Bella's neck while she lets out a little moan.
"I'm going, and taking the children, before you two get hot and heavy on the counter."
"What can we say, we're still in honeymoon period," Bella calls after him, while he goes to gather up Renesmee and Jacob, to leave.
"Baby, we need to stop. I want to say bye to Nessie."
"Yeah." I break away and pout, before I pull her along to the front door, to find Edward helping Nessie into her coat and Jacob bouncing about beside.
"We'll see you on Sunday, honey." Bella drops to knee level, to envelope our daughter in a hug, then she pulls Jacob into one too.
"Bye, Mommy." Nessie waves.
I kiss her forehead and give her a cuddle, before ruffling Jacob's hair and watching as Edward leads the two children out, to next door, with a good natured wink before we close the door.
"Playroom. Five minutes. Move, Isabella." I growl, and slap her butt as she hurries away off up the stairs.
We've been married for about 7 years now, and they've been pretty blissful, albeit the odd issue, but nothing that upset us to a serious extent. I've loved every second, and the sex is still fantastic, if not better.
I head up the stairs, and make my way to the playroom. I place my ear against the door: complete and utter silence.
I smile and swing the door open, and there before me, is my Isabella, completely naked. She's kneeling for me, on the pillow I'd placed early, and she looks utterly divine.
"My beautiful, Isabella."
I strut across the room, and grip her ponytail. I tilt her head backwards, and secure my lips against her own. Manoeuvring around to stand before her, I drag her face to my covered crotch, where she rubs her nose against my folds. I release her hair and moan.
Her head drops back down while I skim my hands across her body. My fingers pinch her nipples and roll them between my forefinger and thumb, before I tug them gently. She lets out a deep moan, when I slide one hand down her body and pinch her clit.
"Go stand over by the cross, Isabella."
She stands up, unspeaking and heads over to the St Andrew's cross, while I go and quickly remove my outer clothing, leaving me to my lacy underwear. I flick of my shoes, wanting to feel the smooth, flatness of the matts beneath my feet, to give me balance.
Once I'm stood back before Isabella, I bring my hands to buckle her hands in. I stretch her wide before me, and then I split her legs wide, and buckle them against the cross. I make sure there's some give between the restraints and her limbs, before pulling away.
"My, my, Isabella. Don't you look divine, all open, and vulnerable to me." I bring my hands to slide up her body, as I step closer to her. My hands pass over the contours of her curves, memorising the smooth silkiness of her skin.
My mouth comes to her ear and I blow gently before biting down.
"I want you to be as loud as possible, Isabella."
"Good girl." I reward her by suckling on her earlobe.
I smirk and trail my hand down to her soft mound and gently stroke my fingers through her dripping folds.
"Somebody is excited." I bring my fingers, coated with her juices away from her body and up to her lips. I coat her plump lips with her juices.
"Lick it off, taste yourself." I watch as her pink, little tongue peaks out and swipes across her lips.
"Do you like that, Isabella?"
I pat her pussy with my hand and watch her body buck into my hand. Today will be all about receiving pleasure, she's been really good as of late, and it's time for a reward.
"Do you like that, naughty girl?"
I bring my fingers to rub her clit in small, fast circles that makes her keen. Oh yes, my naughty girl likes that very much. I tease her earlobe with my lips again, sucking, tugging and gently biting down, while my fingers work her clit over. I pull away once I've brought her right to the edge, and she's begging me to let her come.
"Please, Mistress. Need to cum, so bad!" Her body is flushed, and she's panting.
"Not yet, pet. I want you to cum all over my face, I want your juices to sticky your thighs, and drip over my face as you gush for me."
She lets out a moan and wriggles in the restraints.
"Stay still." I pinch her clit and she cries out.
I drop to my knees before her and bury my face in her pussy. I don't relent with the speed. My tongue flicks her clit, stabs into her dripping core. I pull her swollen bud between my lips and suck, before gently biting down.
"Cum for me, Isabella." I slip two fingers, into her dripping, slick heat, and moan as she starts to convulse around my face. I bring one hand to press on her stomach, and her juices start to gush.
"Oh my!" Bella cries out.
I smirk with satisfaction at gaining such a reaction from my Isabella.
Her juices drip down over my face and I nuzzle in closer to her mound, rubbing the soft skin of my cheeks against her thighs, and this makes her try to rise away from my touch.
I ignore her cries and push her over again. I look up from my spot on the ground to see her eyes clenched, and her face expressing the moment of perfect ecstasy, as she rides the second wave of her orgasm. Her hands clutch against the restraints on her wrists and she wriggles around as best she can in the restraints.
What a beautiful sight, my Isabella, cumming beneath my touch.
Once she's satisfied, I allow my tongue to give her one long stroke, and I revel in the way she shudders before pulling away to stand.
"Are we green, Isabella?"
"Good. I plan to work your body over with the flogger now. I want to watch you convulse, from just the caress of the flogger as it wraps around your body."
Her eyes go wide and her breathe hitches, while her eyes follow me across the room.
I strike her body with the flogger and watch as it wraps around the curve of her hip, and caresses her body. She mewls and arcs her body as much as physically possible, when bound to the cross.
"Who's are you, Isabella?"
"Yours, Mistress. Only yours!"
"Who does your body belong to?"
"It's your body, Mistress."
She pants as the flogger hits her body again and her legs begin to shake.
"Cum for me, baby."
Her body shakes and she cries out in sweet ecstasy.
My beautiful, wife, sub and Isabella, so acutely perfect for me in every way.
And now, she had learned to submit to my will. She had become mine.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, nor any of it's characters.
AN: So sad, I want to bawl my eyes out that this journey has reached an end. However, I can now say that I've completed my first ever, full length fic, which is amazing for me, and incredibly exciting, in that I get to click that little button to say complete! WOW!
I have future projects to go onto, and more work to do. I plan to go on and update Loveless Lives now that I'm over with Mistress Rosalie, and I plan to focus on my baby, Fatum Lamarium.
I hope you've enjoyed this journey as much as I have, and I've learnt so much, made some amazing friends (possible some for life) and gained my first – decent – footing within fanfiction.
So to make this AN even longer than usual, I have several personal thank you's – I'm sorry if you don't get a personal one, there are just so many people, but you all mean a lot to me for reviewing! Villemo79, where would I be without you? From the moment I first started writing, you've encouraged me, befriended me, and reviewed religiously. Jasper's Woman, you're an amazing author, and an even more amazing woman, I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoy beta-ing for you! CULLENCRAZY1, I think you've reviewed most chapters from the start, and always offered help and support. heavyinfinity, who is somewhere far behind, but I hope you still manage to read! jhh, for all your insightful, entertaining reviews. And finally to the girl I dedicated this story to, Dark-Moon-Enid, you've become much more than a simple friend and I love you an awful lot for being that friend.
Gah, that was long. Thanks to everyone and I mean everyone, if you're reading this, then thank you, thank you, thank you, from the bottom of my heart. To the readers, reviewers – anonymous or not – you've made me so happy!
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