Big thanks to Tds88 & Bree from Project Team Beta for their work on this chapter. I did tinker a bit after I got it back, so any mistakes are mine.

Hope you enjoy:)


The following Wednesday after dinner, the conversation turned to family. Bella knew that Carlisle's parents had passed away some years ago and that Edward's parents and younger sister lived in Seattle. Cautiously, she asked a question that had been on her mind lately.

"Edward, does your family know about me?"

Eyeing her with curiosity, he replied, "About us, you mean? Of course they do, sweetheart. I'm not ashamed of what we have. They accepted Carlisle, and they'll accept you."

Carlisle interjected. "Edward's parents are two of the kindest, most loving people you'll ever meet. And Alice and her husband, Jasper, are lovely as well. They'll make you feel like you're one of their own."

With a wink in Bella's direction, Edward teased Carlisle. "Oh, they like you because you're a surgeon. They always hoped I'd marry a doctor."

Bella and Carlisle laughed at his antics.

"They'll love you, Bella. Don't worry about meeting them. I promise, we have their unconditional love and support. They are dying to visit, though. I asked them to give us a little time before they descended upon us."

Bella squeezed Edward's hand. "Let them visit, Edward. I'd love to meet them—they sound amazing. You're very lucky to have them."

Edward kissed her cheek. "I'll give them a call and see when they can come. It'll be fun, especially if Ali and Jas can make it."

Yawning and stretching, Bella stood. "I'm getting tired. Who's going to join me upstairs?"

She knew the question was unnecessary. With Carlisle leaving the next day, both men would want to spend as much time together as possible tonight.

By the time Edward and Carlisle came upstairs, Bella was already snuggled under the comforter. After quickly stripping out of their clothes, they joined her. It wasn't long before hands started to roam and soft moans and pants were the only sounds in the quiet house. Their lovemaking was soft and slow and reverent, making words unnecessary. After exchanging sleepy, sated kisses, they drifted off. Bella and Edward curled up on either side of Carlisle, letting him know that he would be missed.


Bella spent most of Thursday working on an article that had to be turned in the following week. Freelancing allowed her to pursue her real passion—writing a novel. She'd been in somewhat of a rut following her divorce, and her creative juices were just starting to flow again. She attributed this to the positive turn her life had taken with Edward and Carlisle.

At last, she was satisfied with what she'd written. Glancing at the time as she shut down her laptop, she realized it was already six o'clock. She called Edward, who answered with, "Takeout?"

She laughed. "Sounds good. Sorry, I should've called earlier. I lost track of time, but I got it done, which means I'm free all day tomorrow."

"That's great, babe. I'll order Chinese. Come over when you're ready."

Knowing she'd be spending the night, Bella grabbed the brownies she'd made that morning and locked up her house. Due to the frequency of her overnight visits, some of her things had already migrated over to the other house: a toothbrush, toiletries, nightgowns and some clothing.

As usual, the front door was open, and Bella let herself in.


She was surprised to hear his voice coming from upstairs. A moment later, he walked out of the bedroom, smiling broadly. Bella admired his long legs as he walked down the stairs, his jeans pulled tight across his muscular thighs.

"Hey." He swooped in for a kiss, taking the brownies and carrying them into the kitchen. He piled a wooden tray with dinner plates, utensils and napkins.

"I thought we'd have a picnic slash pajama party—in bed."

Bella giggled. "Bed? It's barely six thirty!"

Grinning, Edward shrugged. "Dinner, a movie, and you in my arms. All in our big, warm bed. Sounds pretty perfect, in my opinion."

Wrapping her arms around his waist, Bella sighed. "All that's missing is Carlisle. Let's go."

Edward had folded down the comforter and spread a picnic blanket across the bed. There was a bottle of Malbec, and two wine glasses on the night table. As he set the tray on the picnic blanket the doorbell rang, and he ran downstairs to pay for the food.

When he returned, he stopped short at the sight of Bella, sitting cross-legged on the bed in a soft, worn man's Oxford shirt. Carlisle's Oxford shirt. "Fuck, Bella...that is sexier than any skimpy lingerie could ever be. In fact, forget lingerie. Take anything you want from our closet."

Bella was delighted at his reaction. "Well, I thought since Carlisle is away, he can at least be with us in spirit." Cocking her head and looking Edward up and down, she asked, "If this is a pajama party, shouldn't you be in your pajamas, too?"

"You're absolutely right. Can you serve the food while I change?" He was already stepping out of his jeans, and Bella had to make herself look away as he unbuttoned his shirt.

A moment later, he was on the bed in a navy tee and brushed flannel pajama pants. Bella handed him a plate filled with sesame chicken, mixed vegetables and brown rice. Edward poured the wine, and Bella made a toast. "To Carlisle. Wishing you were here."

With a wink and a mischievous smile, Edward made his own toast. "To Carlisle's shirt. Wishing you were on the floor."

Bella covered her mouth, laughing. "If you behave and get through dinner, maybe later it will be."

They ate and chatted, content in each other's company. Eventually, Edward cleared his throat and eyed Bella cautiously.

"So … tonight, I thought we'd watch some porn."

Surprised, Bella raised her eyebrows. A slight blush crept into her cheeks. "Okay..."

Edward smiled encouragingly. He found Bella's apparent embarrassment endearing and a bit funny. Sensing her hesitance, he attempted to draw her out. "Have you ever watched any?"

Bella's face scrunched up in distaste. "I tried watching it after my divorce. When I was, um, masturbating. It didn't really do anything for me, though. It was so artificial. There was no connection between the performers. It looked like just what it was—people being paid to fuck."

Edward smiled at Bella's admission, relieved that it wasn't his suggestion that had caused her to hesitate. "I agree. A lot of porn is just bad, but there's some well-done stuff out there. It's different when you watch it with someone you care about—it can be a real turn-on. So you're not opposed to watching some with me after dinner?" He watched her reaction carefully, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.

"Um, sure. Why now, though?" Bella was intrigued. She trusted Edward, and wanted to share this with him. She was sure that whatever he had in mind, it was very different from what she'd seen in the past.

Edward swallowed the mouthful he'd been slowly chewing. "I thought you might enjoy this. It's a threesome video, but it's very well-done and sensual. I think you'll find it arousing."

She felt her skin prickle at Edward's words. When she spoke, her voice was raspy. "I'd like that."

"Mmm, I'll make sure you do." Grinning, Edward nuzzled her neck, eliciting a low moan.

After they'd finished eating and put away the leftovers, Edward fluffed up the pillows and piled them against the headboard. Leaning back, he pulled Bella into his side, entwining their legs.

Anticipation was heavy in the air while Edward cued up the video he'd chosen on his laptop. Before he started it, he turned to Bella. "I want you to get comfortable. Do you want to sit in between my legs, or lie on your side?"

"Let's lie down and spoon."

Edward set the laptop on the bed and curled up behind Bella. Reaching across her, he started the video.

An attractive young man and woman lay on a large bed, kissing. As they grew more heated, his hand crept between her thighs and he began fingering her. After a few moments, another man entered and climbed up on the bed, stroking his cock above the woman's face. She immediately took him in her mouth, moaning as she sucked and licked. Four hands were roaming all over her body, kneading her breasts, pulling her nipples, and working her pussy. The second man laid down and pulled her on top of him, entering her pussy in one smooth thrust. The first man knelt behind them, a small bottle of lube in his hand. Drizzling some between the woman's cheeks, he worked two fingers in and out a few times, then lined up and pushed his cock inside. The two men thrust in an alternating rhythm, while the woman moaned.

Edward couldn't see Bella's face well, but he felt it when she began rubbing her thighs together. He could hear her breathing pick up and see the rapid rise and fall of her chest.

"What do you think?" He placed his hand on her hip, rubbing his thumb back and forth.

A quiet whimper was his answer. He slid his hand up to cup Bella's breast, while pushing his arousal into her backside. "Can you picture us like that? Who do you want to take you here"— he thrust against her—"first?"

"Oh, God, yes. Touch me, please." Bella rolled onto her back, grasping Edward's head and pulling him to her. They kissed slowly, and he moaned when she slipped her tongue into his mouth.

Edward pulled Bella back against him, holding her close. In a low voice he murmured, "Mmm, I want you, Bella. You're so warm and soft."

She laughed quietly. "I'll bet you've never said that to Carlisle."

"No," he agreed with a grin. "I haven't. Not the second part, anyway—I think he'd be insulted."

Leaning up on his elbow, Edward smiled down at Bella. "One of the things I love about being with the two of you is how different you feel. I love your softness. Not just your skin, but your body—your breasts, your thighs, your stomach. It's so different from the way a man feels—harder, more muscular. The coarseness of the body hair..."

Edward's hands roamed reverently over Bella's body as he paid homage to his favorite parts.

Bella shook her head in disagreement. "Thank you, but I wish my stomach and thighs weren't quite so soft."

Edward peered down at her in consternation. "Bella, please don't put yourself down. You're beautiful. There's nothing at all wrong with your body. Neither Carlisle nor I have ever been attracted to emaciated stick figures." His lips curved up in a sincere smile. "Before we'd even approached you about a relationship, Carlisle and I were struck by how beautiful you were, how curvy and feminine. He couldn't believe your ex cheated on you and said that it was your ex's loss. It's true, Bella. His loss is our gain. Never think you're anything but amazing to us."

Adoration shone in Bella's eyes as she gazed at him. "I'm so lucky to have the two of you."

Rolling onto his back, Edward held his arms out. "Come here."

Bella straddled his hips, feeling him hard beneath her. She played with the sparse hair on his chest as his eyes slid closed, and he blew out a breath.

When he opened his eyes, they were burning with want.

"Take this off." His fingers were already unbuttoning Carlisle's shirt.

When the shirt had been flung to the floor, Bella lifted up so Edward could shimmy out of his pajama pants. Finally skin to skin, she slid back and forth, rubbing herself along his cock.

When Edward could take no more, he positioned himself so that Bella could take him in. She lowered down on him slowly, moaning, as her hands gripped his shoulders. She began a slow, sinuous rhythm.

"I want to try something," Edward murmured as Bella rocked above him. Before she could answer, she felt cool liquid between her cheeks. His finger rubbed gentle circles. "Is this okay?"

Bella had tensed at first and slowed her movements, but as she became accustomed to being touched in this new place, she relaxed. "Oh, God... yes."

Gradually, Edward worked his finger in and began a slow rhythm. After a few moments he asked, "More?"

Bella's body was buzzing with sensation. The feeling of fullness was almost overwhelming. She imagined Carlisle's cock there, instead of Edward's fingers. The thought was almost enough to send her over the edge.

"Please, more," she cried.

She felt Edward's finger retreat, but before she could protest, she felt a stinging stretch as he gently breached her body with two fingers.

"Are you okay, baby? Tell me if it's too much."

"N—no, it's a little intense. Oh, Edward … please." The slight pain was overshadowed by pleasure as he thrust up into her, starting the tingling in her belly that she knew would lead to her release.

"Come on, Bella. What do you need?" he panted. His body was covered in a sheen of perspiration as he chased his own orgasm, feeling Bella's body tightening as she finally cried out in ecstasy.

He followed close behind, gripping her hips as he pulled her down tight against his groin.

Bella collapsed on top of him, her face against his neck. Edward could feel her cheek pull up in a smile.

"What are you smiling about, hmm?"

Still slightly out of breath, Bella replied, "Thinking about being with you and Carlisle like that."

Edward groaned. "Jesus, Bella. As much as we both want that, I think you're going to be severely disappointed the first time. I don't think I'll last two minutes." After a moment, he laughed and added, "I won't speak for Carlisle."

Bella laughed lightly and kissed him. "I'm not worried about that. It's just … the experience, you know? All of us sharing that. That's what I want."

"I know. You have nothing to worry about. When the time comes, it will be perfect."

For several minutes, they just laid there catching their breath and leisurely exploring one another. At last, Edward noticed that the laptop was still open, an image from the video frozen on the screen. "So, what did you think about the video? Better than what you'd seen before?"

With a lazy smile, Bella concurred. "Mm-hm, much better. It felt less rehearsed—almost voyeuristic, like peeking in someone's window."

"And we know how much you like that." Edward smirked.

Bella blushed fiercely, remembering how she'd been unable to move away from the window that night. "Yes, like that … it was like the people in the video really knew and cared about one another. Not like it was just a day's work, you know?"

"I do. It was very sensual. There is good porn out there, if you know where to look and don't mind paying."

Bella was intrigued by the idea that they apparently subscribed to a porn site. "I would love to watch a video with you and Carlisle sometime. It is a different experience than watching it alone."

"Very. Speaking of alone—poor Car, all by himself out in Chicago. Let's call him." Edward was already picking up his phone.

Carlisle's phone immediately went to voicemail. "Hey, babe, it's me. And Bella. We were just thinking about you and wanted to say we love you. See you soon."

"Love you! Kisses!" Bella chimed in, giggling.

Edward ended the call with a sigh. "He's probably got some dinner to attend. He doesn't particularly enjoy these things, but it's an honor to be asked to make a presentation."

He pulled Bella against him, gazing at her in contentment. "So, how do you feel now about being with both of us? After what we did tonight, and the video, do you still want it?"

"More than ever." Bella curled up as close as she could to Edward, tucking her head under his chin. "I want to have that connection with you. I want to feel both of you inside me."

"It will be amazing." Edward pressed a kiss to Bella's hair, and was quiet. After a few moments, Bella knew from his slow, steady breathing that he was asleep. Soon Bella felt herself begin to drift off, content in the arms of one of her lovers but feeling the absence of the other.


Who would say no to watching porn with Edward? Anyone? Didn't think so;)

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