Nyddi: Another chap, done!
Shorter one, too. But this one has a sex scene ^_~
To everyone who's reviewed and still following this plot, I LOVE you all. Let's move this plot onward a bit more before things get really crazy.
Discoveries That Lead to Incoming Issues
Time: 1:54 PM
Location: Baths of Diocletian, Employee hallway. Rome, Italy.
"I don't want Uncle Aro to just ache. I want him gone. I want to destroy him."
My mouth was unhinged. Completely. I don't even know how to respond...
I have questions.
Lots of them.
I'm so out of it I don't even realize I've lowered the gun.
Slightly. Cause my self preservation is still somewhat in control.
"Now that you know my motive, I will ask again. The Gala. You will all be there, right?"
I nodded my head. Didn't even realize it until it was happening because, let's face it, I'm still very shocked and confused.
"I'm assuming," Jane said, tilting her head again, "That you will want to help him, right? Or do you wish to leave him there to rot so you can remain with the other one?"
"Never," I snapped, finding my voice.
"Then think about everything I've said," Jane said lightly.
Walked passed me, continuing to ignore the gun like she'd been doing the whole time.
"I'll contact you once in Volterra. One last thing," she said, stopping right in front of the door. "You let my family know anything about this...I'll deny it. And I'll make sure they kill your Scott along with anyone else you hold dear. My family already has a small grudge against your lover for ignoring that brat back in the states."
My chest vibrated. A growl born of anger. The mere mention of Tanya made me see red as I processed that I was here, now, holding a gun to defend myself because of her bullshit.
And because of her family.
Because in reality, we probably wouldn't have been dragged in this far if they hadn't taken Scott.
Jane's threat wasn't something I took lightly, either.
I was tempted. Oh so tempted to at least hit her with the gun across the back of her head for even daring to threaten the ones I cared for.
But something stopped me.
I wouldn't know what for a while but something about her demeanor...
It'd be a while, but eventually I'd be grateful that I'd stopped myself.
I just didn't know it then, and as I struggled with my anger I watched her open the door and walk out like it was nothing.
I was panting heavily and still trying to sift through all the emotions firing off in my head when I felt my phone start vibrating in my back pocket.
Heard Edward frantically calling my name.
Heart hammering, I flipped the gun's safety and slid it into the back waistband of my pants.
I rushed outside, not caring if a museum employee saw me.
I could hear the anxiety in Edward's tone.
Barreled straight into him as I ran outside and he walked passed the door.
"Oh God, Edward!" I gasped, pretty much throwing myself on him.
"Bella, what the fuck?" Edward whispered, his tone shaking with anger.
His heart was hammering just as badly as mine was.
I breathed shakily, letting him squeeze me to him.
"Why were you in there?"
"We need to find Jasper," I said, hearing how my voice was shaking.
"Bella," Edward said, pulling back to cup my face.
He must have seen something in my eyes. Something must have given me away.
Suddenly, he started looking around, his eyes vicious.
"Did you see anyone? Who spoke to you?"
"Edward, please. I'll tell you everything. I swear. Just...we need to get the others. This is big; I need to tell everyone together."
"Let's go. Jasper is waiting for us," Edward said, hugging me to him tightly and all but dragging me down the walkway and back into the museum.
Time: 4:14 PM
Location: Living room, Villa de Cupola, Westin Excelsior, Rome, Italy.
"Jane fucking Volturi?"
"You heard her," Edward growled, tightening his arms around me.
I was on his lap. Couldn't help but feel my heart stutter at the way he kept pulling me closer.
"And she offered to help us?"
"I know," I said, shaking my head.
"Run this by me again. From the beginning," Jasper said, running a hand through his hair.
"Edward was on the phone with you," I began. "We were being watched. I didn't want to seem too obvious about just standing around while he was talking to you so I moved towards one of the statues. It was next to a door leading into an employee hallway. She just pulled me in and started talking to me. I knew immediately that she was one of them, don't know how, but I knew."
I had to stop there. Edward had pulled me in even tighter. He pressed his face against my neck and inhaled shakily.
I could almost fucking see the thoughts going through his head.
Nuzzled his cheek and kissed it lightly before returning to my recollection.
"I pulled my gun out on her. She wasn't scared. At all. She actually leaned into it...asked me to do it. Slightly suicidal but not enough to do it herself or want her family to do it. Apparent signs of some sort of dissociative disorder. Maybe depersonalization disorder," I said, staring at the ground and trying to make sense of it. "I...I'll never forget how she looked. Dead. Lifeless. At other moments she was furious. Mostly bitter. Something's there. I recognized it in her eyes. I asked her what did she want and that's when she offered her help. Confirmed that Scott's being held at their mansion. Offered to help and when I asked her why..."
"What Bella? What did she say?" Jasper asked.
"She hates her uncle Aro. Despises him. Wants to see him destroyed. When I asked why, she refused to answer. Just said she would search me out in Volterra."
"You think something happened? P.T.S.D, perhaps?" Alice asked, leaning towards me.
"Emotional numbness at times, yes. Intense anger at others. She seemed to be in control and at the same time barely holding it together. Definitely some signs of emotional avoidance behaviour, although that could easily be her not wanting to let me in on her plan and I'm misconstruing things," I answered, still staring at the floor as my mind raced.
"Did she at any time hint that she knew about...about us being involved?" Jasper asked, looking back and forth between Alice and I.
I knew what he meant by 'us'. "No. She didn't. I couldn't tell for sure, either..."
But Jasper already had his phone out of his pocket. Had it to his ear. "Get several agents on Jane Volturi. I want her background, her history, a minute-by-minute report of what she is up to at all times of the fucking day. Don't argue this with me, Frazier. She approached Swan at the baths. Offered some bullshit about helping us out," he snapped into the phone.
Shut it immediately after.
Silence was reigning in the room.
Edward exhaled sharply, the burst of air brushing against my neck.
Despite all that was happening, shivers broke out.
I couldn't help but move closer.
He responded by tightening his arms even more.
We were pretty much wrapped around each other and I couldn't imagine letting go. Not with everything that was happening.
"I have one very important question," Alice said out of nowhere. "What are we going to do about our friends? Really? What are we going to tell them?"
No one had a chance to answer.
The worse thing that could've possibly happened, happened.
The door, which one of us had obviously forgotten to fucking lock, shot open.
I can guarantee you that six jaws fell open as Jess and Ang stormed in.
They just fucking...
There was no other way to describe it.
Pissed off faces.
There was a fucking phone.
Jess' fucking phone.
In her hand.
Two pairs of eyes bounced off every face in the room.
Especially mine, Alice's, and Rose's.
The accusations were very clear.
The phone was still in Jess' hand.
And I knew.
I just fucking...
"I'll tell you what you guys can tell us," Jess started, looking equal parts smug and annoyed. "You can start with what's going on. What's really going on."
Wrong. So wrong.
That was Jasper.
His eyes spoke of more panic than anyone elses.
"None of you better come up with excuses. We want nothing but the truth. We deserve the truth. See, we've already borne witness to two separate, and I'm sure very accidental, calls and we've heard enough to know some fucked up shit is going on," Angela said, her tone surprising me.
"Fucking touch screen phones," Jasper grumbled, the words muffled cause of how he was forcing his hands into his face.
"So," Jess said, ignoring him, "We know something not normal is going on. We know that our friends have all but disappeared since we got to Rome. I clearly see you on his lap, Bella, and thumbs-up for that one. But seriously, what the fuck?"
"Do none of you know how to lock those fucking things? Do I have to replace all your phones?" Jasper asked, lowering his hands and glaring at each of us respectfully.
"If something dangerous is going on, we have the right to know," Angela said, her voice low and worried.
Everyone went quiet again at that.
Emmett slowly got up and I saw him walk towards the door.
Proceeded to slightly bang his head against it a few times.
"Leave some for me, I really need it," Jasper called, looking utterly miserable.
I couldn't believe this was fucking happening.
Looked to him for answers.
It was bad enough most people I cared for were sucked into this shit, if more of my friends got involved...
Alice was looking at him for answers, too, but it seemed like Jasper was having a hard enough time breathing let alone answering questions.
"You guys aren't getting out of this one. Like she said, we deserve to know," Jessica said, her worried eyes looking around at us.
Jasper shot out of his seat, letting out a foul course.
"I need a fucking second. I need to make another fucking call," Jasper groaned under his breath, heading towards one of the rooms.
Alice looked worried as she got up and followed him.
Jessica and Angela turned their stares towards me and Rose.
"Don't ask me, please," is all Rose said, shaking her head with a hard look.
They turned identical stares back towards me.
I shared a look with Rose.
Turned and stared at Edward.
He was staring at me, eyes heavy lidded and worried looking.
His jaw was jumping in that way it always does when he's worried.
He didn't say anything and it hits me that he's leaving it to me.
They both are.
Oh, yay. What a moment to elect me captain.
Where the fuck is Jasper?
I inhaled deeply.
Edward squeezed me reassuringly.
He trusted my decision. I could tell. Again, reassuring but fuck.
I ran my hand through my hair and turned to look at my friends.
"Bella...start with this. Where is Scott?"
Why the fuck did Jessica have to be perceptive when you really didn't need her to be?
My heart was going to die. Between orgasms and stress, it'd been put through one hell of an overload in the last week.
"Sit down," I said, swallowing heavily.
Jessica and Angela looked at each one more time before doing as I said.
Once they were sitting I inhaled deeply and fucking braced myself.
No better way I could think of doing this, the band-aid technique was going to have to be it.
"You know how Scott's father is a weapons engineer?" I asked.
They both nodded.
"He actually works for the government. It's not supposed to be really known."
They shared a look.
Nodded again while turning to look at me.
I took a few more deep breaths.
Just fucking do it, Bella.
"Scott's been kidnapped."
"What the fuck?"
"Yeah," Rose and Edward mumbled at once.
I saw Emmett walk back and take the seat next to Rose just as Angela's face began to twitch.
"Are you serious?" Angela asked, looking at all of us as if she thought we'd lost our minds.
"Yes," I said, nodding my head.
Hating my life.
"But how...why? Fucking who?" Jessica asked.
"A crime family. A dangerous one here in Italy that had tried to get his dad to work for them before and his dad refused," I said, nervous about how much I should, or could, say.
"Is he harmed?" Ang asked, looking horrified.
"As far as we hear, no. He isn't. They're holding him in hopes of convincing his father to give into them and give them what they demand," I said, rubbing my sweaty hands together.
"And what do they demand?"
"Weapons, what else?" I answered, looking at Angela. "Please, just...let's wait until they get back. More can be explained then."
Neither of my friends looked very happy about that.
Actually, they looked down right pissed.
I shrunk back. Just a little. Cause I remembered being in their shoes barely a few days ago and the fuck-mess of emotions that I'd been dealing with since then.
I squirmed on Edward's lap, knowing first hand now what he must've felt like under my attack.
He pulled me closer. Kissed my cheek.
Tell me why that kiss felt more like a gloat?
I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. He still looked really worried but there was a corner of his mouth that was slightly tilted.
The tilt became a full fledged smile and next thing I knew, I was being thoroughly kissed.
"Are you two serious right now?" Jess snapped.
"Get used to it. Apparently, the men in his family can't keep their hands to themselves."
"Get over here, Rose. My lap is lonely."
"Emmett, shut the fuck up."
"Oh my God, they're all crazy," Ang whispered, sounding slightly scared.
Edward chuckled mid lip-suck. The sound shot through me so hard I almost fell off his lap.
Bella, seriously, get a hold of yourself. The world is ending here!
Ok, no it wasn't, but still. I managed to pull away from Edward but ended up leaning my forehead against his and panting.
Breath mixing, people. It equals the taste of sex. We've already covered this.
I was seriously fighting back the urge to dive back in when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jasper walk back in.
Hand in hand with Alice.
The sight was so surprising, I pulled back from Edward's addictive face and had no choice but to scowl in confusion.
Edward tilted his head. Saw what I was seeing. His eyebrows shot up into his hairline.
"I'm so fucking fucked," Jasper said, shaking his head. Nostrils flaring, he looked down at Alice who looked up at him with a nod.
And a fuck-ton of emotions swirling in her eyes.
"What?" Edward asked, leaning forward and tightening his arms around me so I wouldn't fall off.
"I got clearance to let them in," Jasper said, voice hard.
"And..." Rose urged.
"I got my ear chewed off."
But there was more to it and Jasper apparently wasn't going to elaborate.
He moved towards the sofa that he'd been on earlier and sat down. Alice and he held hands the whole time. Once they were seated, he seemed to be taking a few seconds to simply breathe.
"First off," he finally started, looking over at Jessica and Ang, "You two have to promise me that whatever is said here today, stays here. For the safety of everyone involved, I need you to keep silent."
Ang and Jess shared a worried look. Silent communication was obviously going on. Then, as one, they turned and nodded slowly at Jasper.
The exhale Jasper gave was beyond melodramatic even though I knew he meant it.
Hell, my heart was sputtering inside me and my own anxiety was at an all time high.
Looking over at Alice and locking eyes with her, I could tell she felt the same way.
I almost wanted to jump up.
Wanted to say 'no'.
Wanted to stop what was going to happen because, fucking hell, I care about my friends.
Jasper threw one look up at the ceiling looking like he was asking for divine help.
He was going to fucking need it.
Especially with the first words that left his mouth.
"Ladies, I work for the government. I...I'm part of the C.I.A."
"What the fuck?"
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
Yeah, pretty much the appropriate reaction to that statement.
Fuck our lives.
35 Minutes Later...
Jasper didn't stop.
I thought he would.
I really, really thought he would.
I mean, he fucking told them everything.
Jess and Ang were giving him horrified, wide eyed looks.
And they weren't the only ones.
Everyone in the room was mouth agape from the horror.
The fucking horror.
I wanted to choke him!
My friends are now in as much danger as I am. As we all are.
Only thought repeating over and over again in my mind.
"You're fucking kidding us with this shit right?"
And for some reason, it's me that Jess is looking at while asking that.
I swallowed heavily. Couldn't help but press myself closer to Edward, searching for the comfort he was able to give.
"It's the truth," Alice said in a tiny voice.
They were shaking.
Hell, I was fucking shaking. Edward pulled me closer and I half turned so I could wrap my arms around him.
Didn't take my eyes off my friends, watching as the thoughts raced through their heads.
I could see every emotion in their eyes.
"I have to tell Ben. We have to tell them, they have to know," Angela whispered, interrupting me before I could say anything.
"You can't tell them anything," Jasper stated in a hard, no arguments tone.
"What?" Ang said, giving him an incredulous look. "I can't lie to my boyfriend. Are you fucking kidding me? You all should've told us this a while ago, I'm not going to hide this from my boyfriend!"
"You have to," Jasper said in the same tone. "Just for now. Give me a day to figure out the exact plan to keep you guys safe. The Volturi aren't the only ones you have to worry about, the people I work for don't like fuck-ups and they've been waiting a long time to get this close to catching that family. Please, Alice cares for you two. Please let me keep you safe."
My heart melted, it's no wonder I saw Alice's entire body nearly lose its solid state.
"Ang...he might be right. He's only asking for a day," Jessica said, surprising me.
For all her airheadedness, the girl was smart. I knew this. But I'd never seen her look or heard her sound so level-headed.
Voice of reason isn't exactly a term I'd freely equate to her.
"Dude...I've been lucky so far that Jason is off chasing tail," Emmett said out of nowhere. "But he's already texted me asking if I'm actually gonna need him for anything business related. What do I say?"
"We are going to need him. I actually got clearance to bring him in on it before I got clearance for everyone else," Jasper stopped to aim a meaningful look at the two women still glaring at him. "He has military experience."
"I'm still not ok with not telling the guys," Angela mumbled, arms crossed.
"A day. It's what I'm asking for."
"Fine," Ang and Jess answered together, their voices heavy.
"Thank you, ladies. Seriously," Jasper said, sounding all polite and goodboy-southerner.
"Don't thank me, yet. I'm still considering strangling everyone in this room," Ang grumbled.
Jasper turned to Alice with an amused look. They were still holding hands. Hadn't let go the whole time. "Why did I think this one was all sweet and stuff?"
"Everyone makes that mistake. Angela is quite the viper when pushed."
"And I'm very much being pushed now, so shut it, Alice," Ang threw back, aiming that little scowl at Alice.
"I'm sorry, guys. I really am. We didn't...this all started years ago and didn't really explode until recently when they took Scott. We couldn't even see that coming...at least I think we couldn't," Alice finished, looking up at Jasper.
"Baby, if I had any idea it was going to get this bad, I would've dragged you off that plane in the states even if it was kicking and screaming," was his very serious response.
Edward echoed the sentiment.
How did I know? Oh, I was being practically suffocated from the strength of his arm around me at that point.
Alice bit her lip and looked down, her cheek bones pink.
"When will you let us know about telling them? I don't like the idea of hiding it from them, either," Jessica said, looking at Jasper.
"I'll definitely let you know by tomorrow night. Definitely before we leave for Volterra."
"Oh, yeah. Their 'headquarters', pretty much. Fucking great," Angela mumbled, removing her glasses and sliding a hand down her face.
"What do we do for the rest of the day then?"
Logical question. Everyone turned to Jasper as one, wanting the answer.
"You guys have another tour scheduled," Jasper began.
"Well, at least thanks for that. Right?"
"Ang," Alice said, shaking her head.
"What? I actually was thanking him. Tell your bosses that at least I've been having a blast," Angela said, standing up.
Jessica was fighting back a smile as she got up and followed them. Angela was already halfway towards the door when Jessica turned and looked at me.
"We'll cover for today. Just...no more hiding shit, ok?"
I wanted to promise her.
Didn't even know if I could.
Still, I nodded my head silently.
I watched them go, the door closing behind them echoing loudly in the quiet room.
"Fuck," Jasper grumbled, rubbing his hands over his face.
"What now? Seriously?" Rose asked, eyes on him.
"There's nothing else we can do for today. I, for one, need a few seconds to relax."
"Amen to that," Edward sighed.
I turned to him, an internal wreck myself. Cupped his cheek and caressed his face, breathing him in when he leaned into me and pressed his cheek to mine.
"Let's stay in guys. I'm fairly sure these two can take a break from the sex-athon. I have the money for it, but I'm not renting the other room tonight. I want to enjoy some part of this fucking villa," Alice said.
Edward smiled, looking at me.
Didn't pull away. We were once again pressed forehead to forehead and I couldn't even think of pulling back.
He really was the one thing keeping me together.
"What do you think? Can we, baby?" he asked, his eyes only mildly playful as he smirked at me.
"You two fucking better. I don't need to hear you two fucking," Rose said, her tone amused.
"Amen," Alice huffed, making me laugh.
Edward laughed, too.
Suddenly, we were all chuckling and I knew it was because of the stress we were under and the need to release that.
Edward moved his head, caressing my cheek with his and pressing his mouth to my ear.
"We'll try to be quiet," he whispered, kissing my earlobe and breathing into it.
It took everything in me not to visibly react to that.
Leaned into his ear, making sure my hair covered my face.
"It's not going to be that easy," I breathed into his ear.
"You two, I mean it."
"Alright, Hitler," Edward groaned, pulling back.
Alice stuck her tongue out at him.
Tell me why Edward stuck his tongue out, too.
"Alrighty..." Jasper said, causing the rest of us to laugh again.
I didn't know whether to be horrified or horny at Edward's behavior.
Horny it is.
That tongue was hot and I had really good memories involving it.
Wanted very badly to make some more.
"Let's stay in and watch a movie. Eat dinner," Alice suggested, looking excited all of a sudden.
"Deal. But regardless of what's now going on with you two," Rose said, pointing at Alice and Jasper. "You, missy, are sharing a room with me. No way I'm trusting this one next to me to keep his hands to himself."
"No problem," Alice said, smiling at Emmett's protest.
This argument was nowhere near over. It would go on for the rest of the night. At least until Rose and Alice gave up the room with the double beds because, in Jasper's words, "There is no fucking way I'm sharing a bed with your brother."
Edward held my hand the whole night. We went into the movie room as one and made one hell of an effort to get lost in what was going on on the screen.
Still, the air was heavy with what was going on.
I just knew, as well as everyone else, that we were barreling face first straight into sheer hell and there was very little we could do to stop it.
All we could do for now as prepare.
And hang the fuck on.
Time: 9:26 PM
Location: Living room, Villa de Cupola, Westin Excelsior, Rome, Italy.
I climbed into bed, exhausted deep down.
We'd had fun, don't get me wrong. But no amount of fun in the world could hide what was literally lying over all of our heads.
Not even the fact that we had the Pantheon and the Colosseum awaiting us tomorrow.
Not with all we had to watch out for.
All we had to hide.
Edward was in the bathroom. I could hear the water running. Just thinking about him in there, getting ready to join me in bed, was enough to set my heart to racing.
A reaction, I was quickly coming to realize, that might never lessen.
Guilt tickled at my mind again but I was starting to realize that, while not fully rational, it was useless to dwell on it.
Easier said than done.
I was so in love I could barely handle it and also afraid.
So fucking afraid.
These people were a danger and every moment we ran the risk of being sucked further into the danger.
Danger that might hurt him.
I was working myself up into a frenzy. I knew it. Tears were pricking the back of my eyes.
I was already under the covers. I sat up, cupping my forehead and breathing deeply. The last thing I needed to do was break down but seriously, each time I thought of one of those fuckers hurting Scott, or even worse, Edward...fuck me.
I was rapidly blinking back tears and trying to bring my blood pressure down when the door to the bathroom opened.
Fuck my life. Last thing I wanted him to see was my being weak.
Because I wasn't. Not by nature.
Still, every rational part of my mind was failing on me in the face of this situation.
I knew it made sense why I was so upset but I still hated it. Then again, who the hell would ever think to find themselves in this situation? Inside a gorgeous villa that cost sixty-thousand dollars a night and with an entire mob family out on the streets of Rome ready to get us.
Or whatever they wanted from us.
Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, I thought, inhaling deeply. The tears were receding but I could feel that my face was still red.
"Baby girl, look at me," Edward said softly.
I felt the bed dip next to me. Sniffed like the pathetic girl I was being, and lowered my hand so I could do as he said.
Edward looked so fucking delicious in his wifebeater and sleeping pants. His hair was still mildly wet from his shower earlier and his scent was coming on too strong.
Sadness, need, and fear all wrapped up in one.
Edward cupped my cheek and looked right into my eyes. I leaned into his touch, knowing he was going to want me to explain but not willing to do so just yet.
I trusted him with every bit of me, I did, but I hated myself right then for being afraid.
For being so fucking scared.
Edward's thumb softly moved against my cheekbone two more times before he got up.
"Move over, I'm getting in," he said, pulling back the covers.
I did as he asked, watching his big shoulders move and flex as he leaned towards the lamp on his side and turned it off.
The only other source of illumination left in the room was the lamp on my side which he urged me to turn off once he was next to me.
Once the room was mostly dark, the moon and city lights from outside leaking in through the windows, Edward wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me close.
No problem. Especially when his large hand was hot around my waist and his voice was low in the near darkness.
I lay down next to him, my head on his shoulder. Edward wrapped his arm around me, his hand sliding up into the back of my hair.
We lay like that for a few minutes, his fingers playing with my head and sending delicious tingles shooting everywhere.
I took in the way his heart beat under my ear. Turned my head just enough to sniff him.
"You don't have to tell me, you know?" Edward said in a low voice, his lips pressing against my forehead. "I know exactly how you're feeling."
"You do?" I asked, not really believing him.
"Baby, I'm scared shitless and I'm a man so I really can't just give into that fear. Don't need to look like a pussy and all that."
I giggled, loving how his lips didn't leave my skin the whole time. "Yeah, but I'm not just scared. I feel...guilty being here with you like this."
Great. I felt the way he tensed under me. Felt him start to pull away.
"Please hear me out," I begged, wrapping my leg around him so he couldn't move. "He's in a cell. It's confirmed. In a fucking dungeon like some medieval prisoner. I'm here, in an expensive suite, wrapped up in comfy covers with you. It's not being with you that I feel guilty of anymore. It's being here period..."
"I get it," Edward said, relaxing under me and tightening his hold on me. He turned slightly, enough to press his cheek against mine.
I felt his right hand wrap around my thigh.
My leg wasn't even pressed against his dick, it was against his lower abs, but that's all it took.
I bit down on the urge to just rape him. Edward wasn't moving to make that happen and I had a feeling there was more he wanted to tell me.
"I promised you that we are going to get him back. The whole fucking US government wants him back. They aren't going to let the Volturi get what they want. And I made a promise to you that I intend to keep."
"But you're in danger, too," I all but whined, feeling my throat tighten up again. My body did, too, wrapping hard around him as I breathed him in.
"So are you. My sister. My fucking brother. I'm going crazy and I know exactly how you feel," Edward said softly, rubbing his lips lightly against my cheek.
"Edward," I gasped, biting my lip and feeling horrified as one tear slipped out. "If anything happens to you, I..."
"Shhh," he soothed, moving his head and kissing the corner of my mouth. His entire body moved and pressed closer to me.
That's when I felt it. Felt him hard and pressed into my inner thigh. My emotions spilled out of me on a small gasp and next thing I knew, I'd moved my lips and breathlessly wrapped them around his.
Edward let out a little moan that slid into me and pressed himself harder against me. Used the hold he had on the back of my head to hold me still so he could softly suck on my lips.
The sound of our breathless breathing mixed with the wet sounds of us kissing. I jerked into him, getting sucked into the erotic haze of his taste and the auditory stimulations that seemed to be enhanced because of the near darkness.
I felt him pulsate against me as I wrapped my leg tighter around him.
His tongue thrust in, so slick and wet that I felt my pussy throb heavily, trying to imitate it.
Edward hummed roughly, his hand painful around my thigh.
I welcomed it.
Knew that he was the only outlet I had for the mess inside me.
"You taste so good," he moaned into my mouth, his body thrusting slowly against me.
"So do you," I whimpered in a low voice. My whimper got muffled by his lips.
My arms were wrapped around him now, the hold I had on him vicious around his neck.
Edward reciprocated, both his hands wrapping around my waist. I nearly forgot about keeping my voice low as he held onto me hard and started thrusting against me, angling his hips so this time his cock was right where it needed to be.
"Oh, fuck. Edward," I moaned against his mouth, squeezing my eyes tightly shut.
My clit throbbed painfully and I knew right then that I was too wound up.
The others were going to fucking hear me and I had no idea how to stop it because I was not planning on stopping this.
"Edward," I moaned again, pulling back and inhaling sharply.
"Shh," he shushed, licking a trail down my neck.
"I can't. Too close," I breathed heavily, clutching at his wifebeater.
"I need to feel you," Edward said roughly, his teeth teasing my jaw. "You gotta be as quiet as possible, baby girl. I don't want Hitler coming in here with her shit, I'll kill her."
I giggled even though my body was on the verge of bursting.
Edward laid me down flat on the bed and crawled over me.
I could see enough of him in the dark to make me throb painfully.
"Tell me you're not wearing any panties," Edward whispered, kneeling between my legs.
I shook my head no, not knowing if he could see me but not trusting my voice.
I lifted my hips up as he pulled off my shorts.
"Oh, fuck," he breathed just as my shorts slid down my thighs. "I can fucking smell you, girl. It's delicious. Fuck me."
No, PLEASE, fuck me.
But I couldn't talk.
And a choked little sound was all that left me as Edward pulled the shorts completely off and shoved his hand right between my legs.
I clutched the pillow under my head, biting my lip and thrusting my hips against his hand.
"Ungh. Fuck yeah," Edward breathed heavily, the sound pounding into my clit as his fingers tickled it.
He leaned over me, cupping my chin with his hand and sucking my lip out of my teeth and into his mouth.
I opened for him, breathing so heavily I was afraid the others would hear that alone.
My body was bowing, moving to each flick of his fingers and tongue.
"You're so wet," he breathed, licking my lower lip.
Back and forth. Back and forth. Each swipe mimicked by his fingers against my clit.
When would he stop being amazed?
When would he realize he'd always have that reaction in me?
"In," I whimpered, flicking his tongue with mine. "Inside, please baby."
Edward growled lightly, his fingers thrusting into me in one move.
I arched against him.
Let go of the pillow.
Wrapped my fingers around his hair and pulled hard while shoving my tongue roughly into his mouth.
The way he moaned was too much.
His fingers stretched me, pushing deep.
He wiggled them, right up against the deepest part of me and nearly sent me screaming into my orgasm.
Edward ripped his mouth away from mine, ignoring that I was pulling on his hair and trying to keep him to stay.
But then he was moving lower.
Mouth hot and punishing as it slid down my neck.
Across my collarbone.
I wasn't wearing a fucking bra.
My nipples were painful against my tank top but not nearly as painful as when his jaw passed against one of them.
His hot breath followed next and even through the fabric, it was a death sentence on my control.
I arched into him.
Pulled his hair.
Bit through my lip.
Seized up and gushed around him to the point that I could hear how wet I was over my frantic, muffled moans and Edward's rough breathing as he sucked my nipple, fabric and all, right into his mouth.
"Yes, right there baby," he growled, voice warped as his teeth came down on my nipple and pulled.
Another spasm went through me. I was painfully pulling on his hair at this point, my teeth even more painful.
His thumb lovingly brushed my clit.
His tongue swirled around my nipple.
My pussy clamped down on him and my teeth snapped off my lips, my mouth falling open on a gasp.
A really loud one.
"Edward, fuck," I breathed, raising my head and pressing it to his ear. "You make my pussy feel so good."
Edward hissed, pulling his fingers out of me and making me mewl with disappointment.
He leaned up, his free hand grabbing the edge of my tank top and pulling it up.
Even in the dark, I saw the moment he sucked his fingers into his mouth.
A painful throb went through my pussy and straight into my uterus.
Another little moan left me.
A groan left him and I could fucking hear him licking his fingers clean.
"Edward, fuck," I exhaled, wrapping my hand around his wrist and dragging his fingers out of his mouth.
"Let me taste," I whimpered, bringing his fingers to my own mouth.
Edward groaned deep in his chest when I sucked them in.
I moaned around them, swirling my tongue and sucking hard.
"You fucking naughty girl, you drive me insane," Edward whispered, using his free hand and bringing me closer. "You like how that pussy tastes, baby? Because I fucking love it," he said, pulling his fingers out of my mouth.
"Taste yourself, baby. It turns me on," he moaned, sliding his tongue into my mouth.
The taste was a shock.
My turls curled completely even as my legs spread open and I tried to pull him all the way on top of me.
"Damn it, girl, let me get my clothes off," he chuckled, sucking lightly at my tongue.
I let go of his neck and grabbed the hem of his wifebeater.
Edward was still chuckling as he let me all but rip it right off him.
I was panting as he moved away from me.
My pussy throbbed and gushed, simply from the thought of him getting out of his clothes.
I went to reach for him but Edward beat me to it, his large hands wrapping around my waist and thigh.
"Edward," I complained, confused as I felt him turn me onto my side.
But then he settled behind me and before he even said anything, I was on the verge of seizing from the arousal that went through me.
"I want you like this," he breathed roughly into my ear, his teeth vibrating against the sensitive shell.
I moaned, biting into my lip when I felt his cock bump into my ass.
Was immediately rubbing back into it, my body arching so that it could slide between my ass cheeks.
"That's it, baby. So wet," Edward moaned lowly, his tongue tracing my ear.
His hand slid down my stomach and straight between my pussy lips, making me arch and cry out.
"Shhh," he reminded, biting lightly on my ear and playing with my clit.
"Oh, God. Edward," I groaned as quietly as I could, trying to move my hips just so in order to get him to slide in.
Edward moaned, licking his way down my neck.
Pressing his fingers lightly against my clit and circling it.
"Please," I gasped, turning my head.
Edward groaned, lips hot against mine right as he positioned me.
Entered me in one swift thrust.
I tensed, barely holding back the moan that wanted to rip out as I felt him slide against every nerve inside me.
"God damn. So tight like this. Shit, baby," Edward panted, holding me still and throbbing deep inside me.
I tried to breathe passed the need. Tried to do as he said. Failed when his dick gave another powerful throb inside me.
"Fuck me," I pleaded on a whisper, moving my hips and sliding along his length.
The way he sharply inhaled made my nipples ache.
"You want me to fuck you? You want my cock to take you? Every inch?" he whispered, grabbing my hip and using the hold to slowly move me.
First thrust into me hit right against my G-spot.
Second one went so deep I felt it on my cervix.
By the third one I was close and seeing sparks dancing in my vision.
"Yes," I moaned, moving my arm and wrapping it around his neck.
I tilted my head just enough to lick and bite his jaw.
Edward growled, tilting his head and giving me more access.
"Fuck me. Take every inch of that pussy. You know it's yours," I whispered hotly into his ear.
Got rewarded with a sharp thrust.
"I love when you talk to me like that," Edward breathed, grabbing my leg and wrapping it around his.
He then grabbed my hip and started thrusting harder, causing my body to bounce against the bed.
I had to bite down on the pillow to muffle my loud moan.
It got worse when Edward slid his other arm under me and pinched my nipple.
"Edward, if you want me to be...fuck, quiet...oh, shit...this isn't the way to achieve that," I whined, my heart pounding.
"I kind of want to make you scream. Want everyone to hear how good I make your pussy feel."
"Fuck," I panted, turning my head and seeking out his lips again. "I'm so close," I breathed, biting on his lower lip.
"I feel you. I fucking feel you," he moaned, kissing me roughly.
I felt his fingers slide between my lips again.
Jerked, knowing I tightened so hard against him that it had to be nearly painful.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I panted, trying to keep myself quiet. "Baby..."
"Say my name," he growled, pressing harder.
"Edward," I moaned, breathing rapidly as he pushed me further.
"Make me come, baby. I want to pump you full of my cum," he panted, biting my neck.
Pinching my nipple.
Doing the same to my clit.
"Oh, God," I choked, spiraling face first into an orgasm that hit me so hard, I felt like I was punched.
"Shit, baby. Yes. Fuck, choke my cock. Take all of it. God, Bella, I'm going to...shit!" he groaned, pushing into me so hard he nearly flipped me onto my stomach from the force of his thrusts.
I keened into the pillow, clutching to the bed as relief flushed through me, the ecstasy he was making me feel sparking off inside my brain.
Edward's teeth snapped around my shoulder, his hips rough and his moans muffled against my skin.
I arched and gasped, feeling my pussy clamp around him even more as pleasure merged with the sting of his teeth.
Little moans left me as Edward wrapped his arms around me and kept slowly thrusting into me.
I could feel his heart pounded against my back. He finally slowed down, his body jerking deliciously into mine even after he'd stopped thrusting,
I moaned lowly, loving the feeling of his large body on mine.
Loving the way my pussy throbbed around him and his cock throbbed back.
"I fucking love you," he mumbled, sucking lightly on the spot he'd bit.
"I love you," I panted, trying to catch my breath.
Edward hummed, kissing his way up my neck and towards my mouth.
He gave me a soft, thorough kiss right before slipping out of me and laying next to me, pulling my body with his.
We lay there, panting heavily in the dark.
Edward spooned me, kissing my cheek and tightening his arms around me.
I was already drifting off, my body heavy and exhausted when Edward whispered he loved me again and pulled me closer.
I squeezed my eyes tightly, my heart aching.
Almost lost my exhaustion but fought to keep it anyway.
I had to rest.
We all did.
Walking around like a zombie was going to do no one any good.
It was going to take everything I had to keep it together.
"Edward...I don't want my friends getting hurt," I mumbled sleepily.
"Bella, I don't want anyone getting hurt."
"What if...what if Jane's offer to help is sincere?"
"Bella, we can't just trust her no matter how desperate we are," Edward said softly.
"I know that," I said. "I'm just saying."
"We'll see what the agents can come up with about her. Just don't trust her too quick. We'll find a way to get out of this alright but we have to be careful."
I knew this.
And, of course, I planned on listening to everything he said.
Still, in the meantime, it was hard to not stop my racing thoughts from making me desperate.
But I knew that I had to get my shit together very quick.
It would only a matter of time before things got worse.
Problem is, I didn't know how soon it would be.
I guessed a little over twenty four hours because that's when we'd be in Volterra.
I was wrong.
So fucking wrong.
Yup. Everyone is getting dragged into this.
And I know this sex scene wasn't as crazy as the others. Wasn't meant to be, I was aiming more for slow and romantic.
Got something in between.
Maybe one day I'll pull off a sweet pure fluff sex scene.
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