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My Shiny Freak	By : Prettyflour Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 3183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 16
- 17
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Chapter 17: No manipulation needed.

Beta: Vintagejgc

stteeIt is amazing to see the effort and dedication from the entire family, with no manipulation needed mind you. Rosalie dragged Carlisle and Jasper on a quick run to the nearest town. She used her powers of mega-intimidation to make them help her break into a specialty parts store to obtain ammunition for the transformation of Emmett's Jeep. Imagine my pure glee to witness that they weren't above breaking and entering as well as larceny all for the sake of a good prank. Oh, and my assumption that Carlisle is the voice of reason? No wonder Edward laughed at me. Carlisle's vampire brain hacked away on his Macbook Pro getting schematics and figuring out how to disable the security system of the parts store, as well as checking their inventory to ensure they had everything Rose needed before they jaunted off to commit a felony. Alice acted as our look out, but only after we promised to let her dress Emmett for the occasion. As long as she wasn't dressing me, I have no objections.

I happily run up to our bedroom, where Edward is sitting on the bed. He pats the spot next to him and motions for me to join him. I am promptly attacked sparklepire style and my clothes are once again in shreds. Edward is hovering over me, his hair swept across his forehead and a few wisps over his eyes.

"I only have sixteen more hours of inside-Bella's-head time. I am not going to waste another second of that doing anything but you." He tilts his head and lowers it to my breast and lets only his tongue make contact with my body. I lift my hips to meet his.

"Talk to me. Tell me what to do. Tell me what makes you feel good. Please Bella, I want to hear you."

For the love of god, touch me.

He slides his hand up my leg and works lazy circles on my inner thighs.

Don't tease me Edward.

His grin is growing and growing. "You're the tease. I'm the perv remember?"

One of his hands goes to straight to my sex and he slides one finger into me. He starts rubbing my clit with is thumb. A second finger... A third finger...

And how deliciously perverted he was. Come to think of it, I have to take some of the perv credit here, or maybe all of it. My little thrust-bucket carried out any thought that came into my head. I didn't hold back. I thought about him inside of me, tasting me, touching me, and his mouth... His beautiful mouth was the object of so many of my thoughts.

I delved into a teeny fantasy which involved Edward being tied up foe me. He chuckled. "Handcuffs? I'd snap them apart in a nanosecond."

Less talking. More licking.

So he licked.

Uh, Yes. So good... Do that thing with your tongue... You know... with the little circles? YES! That's it! Uhhhh...

He is no longer just reading my mind, he is anticipating what I want, and he is so right. Always.

He stops and pushes himself up. He slides over me, looks into my eyes and rubs his raging erection against my stomach.

"Let go. Let me see all those sinful little fantasies in that sexy head of yours." He glides his length down to my sex. He doesn't enter me. He kneads it against me, creating a sweet friction. He brings his mouth close to my ear. "Show me. I'll make every one come true."

He pushed into me hard. I groaned and arched my back. I pictured him taking me on his piano, in the shower, and a few other choice naughty Bella scenes. I am not giving him everything. I want to leave something to his imagination.

"Oh, you have no idea how you inspire my positively active imagination."

I slowly roll my hips up to meet his. He is looking down at me, blatantly raking his eyes down my body. He takes a deep breathe as I run my hands over his hard, muscular chest. I wander to his nipple, rolling it between my fingers. He is perfect. He is everything I have ever fantasized about. Scratch that... He's better, because he is real and here with me, inside me, like we are one person.

I look up at him. The intensity of his stare shakes me.

There are no more words. I have given him lots of words. Faster, slower, harder, yes, more, oohs and ahhs and strangled moans, but there is nothing that can describe the pull between us.

Closer.

He leans into me, lifting me gently and pressing our chests together.

Need. You. Closer. Please.

His kiss is fierce and his grip on me tight as he rocks his hips in a steady rhythm.

Yes, Yes, More, More,

Don't stop

I snake my arms under his and grip his back.

Mine.

There it is again. The animal Bella. The insatiable Edward magnet, grasping for any part of him that I can get my greedy little hands on. The sneaky part of my monster that desires I claim what belongs to me. I drag my fingernails down his back and let out a low growl.

Mine.

He inhales sharply. "Yes, I love that you are so protective of me. I'm yours Bella. Yours."

Our pace now frantic, I want to touch him everywhere. The mix of lust and longing and need is crushing me. He slows and kisses the scar on my neck. I shiver as he lavishes his mark on my body.

"Edward..."

I love you, love you, love you, love you. love you, love you, love you...

He came while I chanted I love you's. He murmurs into my neck. "God Bella, that pull, our bond... I love you. I love you so much."

His words tickle me. I adore every syllable. I'm trembling and babbling.

"You..." I take his hand on place it on my breast. We both stare down at his hand, the perfect size around me, warm and strong. "Perfect..."

He brings his hand to my face, brushing it down my cheek and circles his favorite spot on my body.

"That... My mark on you..."

I grin at him. "You love it."

I crane my neck, giving him a better view.

"I do." There he goes kissing it again.

I'm curious. "Does it turn you on?"

He pulls back and shifts to the side. "Yes and no."

Hhhmmmm. Please explain further.

He chuckles. "When I think about how it happened and what we were doing, yes. Definitely yes, but when I think about what it represents and what I did to you... It holds an entirely different meaning, a much deeper meaning to me."

I can feel it again. The pull... I shift closer to him and I feel... Content.

I slide my hands down his back and onto his arms. Every muscle defined, he is super sculpted. I realize now how much bigger his body is compared to mine and it makes me feel... Safe.

He squeezes me and holds me tight. Reassuring me I think.

He nods and smiles. Damn, this silent communication is growing on me. He is trying to look innocent but the corner of his lips is starting to curl into what I imagine will be a devious little smirk.

Three, two, one... There it is. The Sexward smirk. He laughs and it is a beautiful sight. His smile turns me inside out. I love it, it makes me feel... happy.

Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you

**************

We were still in the midst of our post good sex snuggle when I heard the troops returning from the parts store. They made good time.

Edward huffed. "They most certainly did not make good time. I would have been back twenty minutes ago."

"Edward?" Carlisle called from downstairs. "You try running at top speed while carrying four absolutely ghastly pink fucking rims. Had you come with us and helped, we would have been home twenty minutes ago!"

"And miss out on precious inside-Bella's-head time? Not a chance."

I'm pretty sure that Carlisle whispered the words 'whiny bastard' under his breathe.

"Esme will be home in five minutes. I am no longer involved. If asked if I had prior knowledge to this little stunt, I will deny, deny, deny."

Now it's Jasper who is whispering under his breath. It sounds something like, "Carlisle is totally pussy whipped."

"Like you are one to talk Jemo." Carlisle snapped at him. I mentally high-five Carlisle for his use of my designated nickname for Jasper. It's sticking! I am pleased.

I roll off the bed and Edward grabs my shoulders and pulls me back.

"Where do you thing you are going?"

"Umm… I'm getting up. I want to help."

He laughed. "Rose has the Jeep under control. Stay."

I scoffed at his words. Stay? I am not a dog Edward.

He smiles and I scowl at him. He tightens his grip on my shoulders and I shrug him off, easily. I jump toward the door and before I can even blink, he pulls me back to the bed. Damn, either he is getting faster or I am getting slower.

"Don't go." He looks down at me. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. It's just that Rosalie prefers to work alone and I only have fourteen hours, forty two minutes and twelve seconds left of inside-your-head time." His eyes soften slightly, but there is no hiding the darkness taking over the topaz.

You need to hunt. You're thirsty…

"It can wait," he whispers.

Are you sure? I could go with you… I roll him over and straddle his lap.

Hunt with me?

I can feel you getting hard underneath me. I'll take that as a yes.

Thirty minutes, four deer and four orgasms later, we laid with our backs on the earth, looking up at the sky. I am now a self proclaimed oral enthusiast as far as Edward is concerned. If I can live forever and experience his renegade tongue on a regular basis, all will be well in the world.

I look over to witness his ego growing by leaps and bounds by my admissions. I really need to stop thinking about his mouth on me.

"Please don't." He pouts his lips and furrows his brow. I sigh and wonder if he is still counting down his precious inside-my-head time.

"Fourteen hours, ten minutes and sixteen seconds." He replies. "May I ask you something?"

Go ahead, ask.

"You knew... about what I am? How did you know? What gave it away?"

"As soon as I saw you, I knew something about you was off. I noticed your eyes first. Eyes that turn from black to gold and suddenly black again are not normal, not to mention you pose as adopted siblings, but you ALL have gold eyes. Have you considered contacts?"

"Of course, but our venom renders them useless after about two hours. What else?"

"Hhhmmm, let's see… For you personally, the whole superman act with Tyler's van may have tipped me off to your speed and strength. Oh and Edward… You sucked on my bleeding finger."

He winced. "Sorry about that."

I have a feeling I should probably mention my conversation with the wolf-boy.

"Wolf boy? Yes, please elaborate."

"Some family friends of Charlie's… Billy and Jacob Black, they're Quill Indian. They live on the rez, right outside of Forks."

"They told you about us? Those fucks violated the treaty." He mumbled that last part under his breath.

"Wait, they did not just come right out and tell me that you were vampires."

He cocked an eyebrow. "What did they say exactly?"

Rather than explain everything, I tried to remember the night of beer and whiskey induced conversation. The memory is fuzzy in my head from what I am assuming is from the large amount of alcohol imbibed that evening.

"I see." He withdrew from me a bit.

"What?" What did I do?

"You didn't do anything Bella. You were just too observant for your own good. Most humans instinctively shy away from us. They never get close enough to notice things like our eyes."

This struck me as odd. Did people really not notice their coloring changing eyes or their inhuman beauty? No one notices that you never eat and that your skin is freezing? All the missed days of school... People notice those things.

He laughed. "You give humans too much credit. I can tell you from experience that most of them are morons."

I snorted in agreement.

So, what is all this muttering about a treaty? You lived in Forks before didn't you?

.

He nodded.

My high speed superior to human vampy brain starts to put the puzzle pieces together. Jacob's words are coming back to me. "They come back, we come back"

Rather than wait for me to sort it out, Edward told me the tale of their first encounter with The Quills.

It was a fine rainy day in the sleepy little town of Forks. The Cullen family was out foraging for breakfast when they came upon a group of shape shifting genetically bound werewolves. That's right folks... Werewolves. To the shock and dismay of the Cullen family, vampires and werewolves really do not get along. It is said to be a natural enemy thing and supposedly at the sight of vampires, these pissed off Indians could potentially become distressed to the point of FURSPLOSION! Edward made it very clear that once they phased into scathing wolves of unusual size, they stunk to the high heavens. He was gagging as he tried to describe the smell.

Carlisle had stepped up to the chief and they had a... a....

They had a staring contest. I shit you not Edward called it a stare down, but come on...

I know, ironic...

Anyways, the chief of the tribe Ephraim Black, father to Billy Black, grandfather of Jacob Black lost the stare off to Carlisle's golden eyed gaze. I have to say, props to Carlisle. It must have been difficult for him, with his winking condition and all, but I digress... Ephraim fell to his knees and begged Carlisle for his life and begged for the life of his tribe. What did Carlisle do you ask?

He laughed and said, "We are vegetarians you imbecile. You just spent twelve minutes staring into my eyes. Did you not notice that they are gold?"

"Actually, I did notice." Ephraim replied. "And I not an imbecile."

"Do you know nothing of our kind?" Carlisle asked in a huff.

"I know enough." Ephraim replied in a huff.

"Apparently not. My family and I have golden eyes, as our diet consists of animal blood. We respect the lives of humans and live among them. You have no need to fear us. The red eyed immortals are the ones you need to worry about. They wouldn't be kind enough to actually speak to you smelly dogs. They will kill first and ask questions later."

And so, while Esme, Emmett, Rosalie and Edward were quietly retching in the bushes from the totally rank wolf pack, Carlisle formed a treaty with Ephraim. Vamps and werewolves in the residing Forks area would not kill each other and would keep each other's existence a secret, but The Cullens were not allowed on the reservation and they are also not allowed to bite any humans. I guess Edward really fucked up that last part.

"Great story Edward. Did Carlisle really call him an imbecile?"

"Yes."

"That was rude."

"Under the circumstances, I think he handled himself rather well." He leaned back and sighed. His hand drifts to my hip, brushing his fingertips across my stomach. "Thirteen hours, thirty two minutes and fifty two seconds. How many times do you think I can make you come in thirteen and a half hours?"

*******************

I think Edward is going for a world record. Either that or he is in some kind of sick competition with one of the other male vampires in this house. What ever the case may be, I am reaping the benefits. Edward Cullen is the gold metal winner of the two hour cunnilingis dash.

"I can keep going." I can't see his mouth, but I know he is smiling.

I grab his shoulders and pull him up to me. I throw my lips to his.

That was incredible. You are... fuck... uh, so good to me.

I grab on to this throbbing cock.

It's my turn.

Ninety minutes later...

"Two minutes!" Alice called from downstairs.

I pushed Edward away and started pacing in anxious merriment. When Emmett finally showed up, he came in through the back door and then ran straight to his room where Rosalie was waiting for him. She slapped him around a bit for not answering his cell and then she suggested that he make it up to her by wearing a costume of her choice. Not that I really wanted this information, but I have come to learn that Emmett likes to dress up for his wife and he will wear just about anything to please her, and I mean anything.

Edward and I joined Jasper and Alice outside, where we jumped to the nearest tree with the best view of Rosalie and Emmett's room. Rose had pulled up the blinds earlier and I nearly fell out of the tree when I saw Emmett, doing his best Dr. Frank-N-Furter impersonation. I would have to assume that he is more than familiar with The Rocky Horror Picture Show, as he seems to know every word to 'Sweet Transvestite.'

Edward! Where is the video camera?

"No worries love. The camera was strategically placed above the flat screen in their room and it is recording," he whispered.

Jasper snickered. "I'm broadcasting a live feed to Carlisle's cell."

"Kudos on the outfit Alice. Where did you find one in his size?"

She smiled. "I didn't have too. Rose bought that for him years ago."

We have to stay quiet, which is exceeding difficult when Emmett is dancing in lingerie and singing show tunes to boot.

When his little show ended, Rose gave him a very convincing kiss and she informed him that she had a little surprise for him. She asked him to meet her in the garage in two minutes, before she grabbed a few toys from her closet and took her leave. Emmett donned a huge smile and waited patiently.

What's he thinking?

"He thinks that he is about to get some really good car sex." Edward replied in a whisper.

We raced to the garage and got a front row seat for the unveiling of what used to be Emmett's jock mobile.

"Thirty Seconds." Alice said while bouncing up and down with elation.

Emmett is singing as he approaches the door. "Don't get strung out by the way I look. Don't judge a book by its cover."

The door swings open. "I'm not much of a man by the light of day, but by night I'm one hell of a lover!"

I watched as his eyes widened to an unnatural size. "FUCK-A DUCK! My baby!"

"ROSE?" He bellowed.

"Emma?" She answered innocently as she opened the door and stepped out of the Barbie Emma Jeep.

Emmett froze in place and examined his vehicle. It had been painted hot pink, complete with pale pink glittery hearts and flowers embellished on each door and a cute little tinkerbell on the spare tire. He gasped as he spotted the word 'Emma" which Rose had painstakingly airbrushed in purple and silver on the hood. He fell to his knees and pounded the floor. "Not the rims… NO!!!!!"

Jasper is the first one to crack a smile. "That is the gayest thing I have ever seen."

Rose poked him. "What's the matter? Don't you want to see the interior?"

"No, please don't make me go in there." Still on his knees, Emma begged.

Rose patted his head. "I won't make you, but know this. If you don't get your ass in that Jeep right now, Bella will make you drive down to the gay bar in Anchorage. I'm sure all the sweet patrons of that establishment would love to see your version of Touch-A Touch-A Touch-A Touch me."

He whipped his head in my direction. "You are fucking evil."

Edward stepped forward and held out his cell phone, which was playing the video of Emmett's little show. "Emma? Did you know that with just a push of this little button here, I can send this video off to whomever I choose?"

Emmett growled and Rose smacked him in the head.

"That is a youtube moment right there." I pointed out.

"Wonderful idea Bella." Alice chirped and then she closed her eyes and said, "If we post it now, we would get 70, 000 hits in the next two hours, easily over a million views in the next twenty four hours. Dr. Emma-N-Furter will go video viral without question."

"You wouldn't!" He screamed.

Rose was leaning against the Jeep. "Get off the floor Emma. You'll rip your tights."

He reluctantly stood up and peeked inside the Jeep. He looked like he was going to vomit as he discovered the mass of pink that awaited him. Pink crushed velvet Hello Kitty upholstery, matching pink throw pillows in the back seats, Rose had rewired all of the lights on the dash to absolutely garish neon pink, glitter was added to the window tint, pink fuzzy dice hanging from the rear view and a vanity plate that says… EMMA.

"PowerPuff Girls floor mats? You guys have gone too far." He refused to get in the Jeep.

"Too far? Too far?" Rose asked. Uh oh. She is growling, really loud. "Would you call ripping your sister's arm off going too far?"

He started to back away slowly. "Rosie? Baby… It was an accident."

"Did you ignore my five hundred phone calls by accident too?"

He tried to give her puppy dog eyes. She stepped toward him and smiled. "My darling Emma, listen to me very carefully. You are going to get in your new and improved Jeep, drive to Eleazar's house and show off your new ride. As a matter of fact, you should take them on a drive. Doesn't that sound like fun?"

She held up his keys, which are now pink too. That Rosalie sure is thorough. With the biggest scowl I have ever seen on Emmett, he snatched the keys and got into the driver seat. As he turned the key, the engine roared to life and "Barbie Girl" blasted from the stereo. I watched and tried fruitlessly to hold back my laughter as Emma tried and tried to change the song, but Rose had disabled the controls for the play list and volume.

"I hope you like NSync and The Backstreet Boys Emma, because that is all that will play. Don't bother to try and change the volume either. Now go or I will post the video on youtube myself. Don't even think about deceiving me. There is a hidden GPS onboard and I will know if you do not follow my instructions. Please tell Tanya I said hello." Rose leaned in to give him a chaste kiss on his cheek and then she waved him away before turning back into the house without another word.

I waved goodbye at a steaming mad Emma. He drove away quickly, as soap bubbles came flying out the exhaust.

"Nice touch, adding the bubble machine." Alice complimented me.

"Thank you. I can't believe we went willingly. I though for sure that I would have to make him."

Jasper laughed. "Intimidation is an art form in which Rosalie is astute and I may have waved over a little extra fear into our dear Emma, but in the words of Carlisle, if anyone asks I am going to deny, deny, deny."

My laughter was cut short by Edward yanking on my hand and trying to drag me into the greenhouse. When I resisted he said, "This is no time for chit chat. I only have 9 hours, twenty nine minutes and six seconds left of inside-Bella's-head time. I will not allow further interruptions."

"Be thankful you can shut him out in nine hours, twenty nine minutes and one second." Alice said with a laugh.

I followed Edward into the greenhouse. He walked slowly along the wall of my creations. I smiled at all of my little babies, my sprouts. The first batches of sunflowers are growing much quicker than I imagined. I walked up behind him.

"You grew all these?" He looks surprised.

"Yep, I find I like making things grow." The growing process fascinates me; perhaps because I no longer will.

Edward turns away from me and crosses his arms over his chest. I feel a sense of sadness, but I know it is not my own. I touch his back.

"You can feel that?" He asks.

"Yes."

Is it because of what I thought?

He nods and I wrap my arms around him and then pull my legs up around his waist.

Run with me?

He didn't hesitate to fly out the door and into the forest. While we ran, I kept myself plastered to his back.

Don't be sad Edward. I'm not. There isn't a smidge of doubt in my mind that we belong together. We fit. We fit so fucking beautifully together. I won't lie, there are things I may miss about that life, but I want you to know something. You are worth it, we are worth it. Don't you ever forget that.

My thoughts set Edward off into a supersonic run. He squeezed my legs and sprinted with a force that caused the wind to bend in our wake.

He slowed at the base of a mountain. He released my legs and set me down on my feet. His sadness was still lingering.

Please Edward. I don't like it when you feel this way.

He took my hand and sat down. "Forgive me. I feel very selfish for taking you away from you family, your life…"

"Will you stop it already? I told you that we are worth it and I meant it."

"I know. When you were thinking about your flowers and how you will no longer grow, it brought back some old memories."

Would you tell me about them?

"Esme and Rose… Both of them have a deep resentment because they can never have children."

Is that all? Edward, I don't want children.

"You say that now, but you could change you mind in a decade or two." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I would give you anything Bella. I have so much money that I could buy you anything, take you anywhere, you will never want for anything, but if you someday change your mind about children… I can't give you that, ever."

"You have been through school a number of times right?"

"Yes."

College too? He nods.

"Ever gone to medical school?"

"Yes, twice."

I need to tell him.

He looks at me curiously.

Two years ago, my mother forced me to go to the doctor because I never got my period. The exam revealed ovarian cancer.

"How did they treat it?"

Radical hysterectomy.

He winced. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be. Just don't ever beat yourself up over not being able to produce mass amounts of tiny Edwards with me. I accepted the fact that I will never have children long before I ever met you."

Can we change the subject now?

"Most definitely."

"I have a question for you, about the treaty with The Quills."

"Yes?"

"You broke it."

"Yes, but that is not a question."

"Ha ha. What does that mean?"

He sighed. "Well, I don't know if The Quills are even aware that I broke the treaty, but because I did, we can never go back."

I suspected that.

I can feel his twinge of sorrow. I have had just about enough of that shit. I tackle Edward to the ground and assault his neck with my tongue.

How much time left?

He finally relents and smiles. "Eight hours, forty six minutes and sixteen seconds."

"How many times do you think I can make you come in eight and a half hours?"

He laughs and I revel in his delight.

I tease him by running my hands over the bulge in his pants. He sucks in a breath.

"Oh god, please…"

I curl up to him and kiss him softly as I take my time removing his clothing without ripping from his body. I sit back for a moment and look at my mate beneath me. I can feel the animal Bella starting to emerge. God, I just want to consume him. I want to shatter any speck of sadness or doubt that dare enter his mind.

Look at me Edward.

He grabs me by my hair and pulls me down to him. His eyes penetrate me completely.

I reach down and guide him into me. I move torturously slow and moan every time our bodies come together.

You and me… Look at how we fit together. So right, so fucking right…

And so began Edward's last eight hours of inside-Bella's-head time. Eight hours of sex, sex and more sex. We didn't waste a second. His scent surrounded me and drove me mad with desire. We stayed in that spot well past the eight hours, we just couldn't stop… Well, I couldn't stop. I let my unyielding need for him take over and over and over… Ah… Bliss…

After this twenty four hour sexathon, I am going to need an Edward detox.
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