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Edward's Price	By : Manlover Category: Twilight Series > Threesomes Plus Views: 12189 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I was more excited that I would ever let anyone know. Jasper and Emmet were off hunting while Carlisle and Esme has travelled to Toronto, officially for some medial conference but in reality they were going to meet a new Coven that they had heard had adopted the “vegetarian” diet that the Cullens hade been living with for a long time. Carlisle felt a sense of duty to do what he could to help them with the transition.

So that just left Edward back in Forks with Alice and Rosalie. Alice, bright and full of ideas as usual, had come up with the idea of the four of us having a picnic in the depth of the woods. Putting aside the fact that none of the Cullens would be eating, Alice’s plan was to get me and Rosalie to spend some quality time together. That wasn’t my plan though, my plan was to take to opportunity to get some time alone with Edward.

He was so cautious about being alone with me now and it was only because Alice and Rosalie were coming that he had agreed to the trip. We’d all picked in to Edward’s car and he’s driven more carefully than I had ever known, as though there was a precious package in the car rather than me and his two unbreakable sisters.

We had driven down a small gravel road leading in to the heart of the woods and parked when the road eventually became impassable. I had tried to hide my joy when Edward had let me climb on to his back before plunging in to the woods at his usual lightening speed with his sisters in fast pursuit. I could hear Alive laughing whenever she got close to us, Edward was clearly playing with her there was no way she could be catching up with him unless he wanted her too. When I looked back I could catch occasional glimpses of Rosalie following us, but she was not part of the race and seemed to hang back, staying within sight be remaining detached from events.

Eventually we found a large open clearing in the middle of the woods. It was higher that I expected and a break in the trees revealed a view of a wide but empty valley with a crystal clear stream running through it, a perfect spot for a picnic.

Alice arrived quickly with Rosalie a few moments later. My three companions seemed to barely be aware of the exertions it had taken to get them here while even my pale skin was flushed pink by the exhilaration of the run. While I found my hand in Edwards as we took in the view, Alice was setting up the picnic spot, complete with tartan ground blanket and a small Tupperware box of food that had been brought along for my benefit. There was something strangely voyeuristic about the way the Cullens would watch me eat sometimes and it bothered me but I didn’t mind Edward watching me eat so I planed to wait until I could get shot of the girls before Edward and I would sit and he would watch me eat.

Rosalie sat down on the blanket quietly while Alice came over and joined me and Edward as we took in the view – it was breathtaking. I closed my eyes and let the breeze flow across my face, this was an almost perfect moment.

“Something’s wrong,” said Edward.

I opened my eyes and turned to look at him, his forehead was creased as though he was trying to concentrate on something that was just beyond his understanding.

“I can feel someone, but I can’t hear them,” he said. Edward could read any mind at a dozen paces, if he could sense someone near but not read them then something was very wrong. He turned to Alice, perhaps she could sense something too.

“I can’t see anything,” she said, her face creasing with effort. “I can see us back home, safe but something is wrong, something we will not want to talk about. But I can’t see anything between now and then.

Something was near, something that Edward could not read and something that Alice could not predict. Alice was convinced we would be safe but she could see after what was coming and whatever was coming was something that would shake us all and that we would not bear talking about. I was scared, fear of violence I can live with, I’m almost used to it. But fear of something unknown and unknowable, something that would make us afraid to speak of it chilled me to my bones.

We all heard the movement behind us at the same time, which was worry in itself as the others should have heard something long before I did. We turned to see a woman standing in the clearing, the branches of the trees fluttering behind her from the memory of her motion. She was petite, with clear pale skin and long golden blond hair tied in to a thick plain that swung behind her head as she took in the scene. Her face was pleasant but her features grew a sudden sharpness as her amber colour eyes settled on Edward.

“You must be Edward,” she said, she had an accent that was somewhere between English and German.

“Yes,” replied Edward tentatively “who are you?”

“I am Edith,” she was speaking slowly and carefully as though speaking was a difficult and unusual task “your mother and father are visiting my Coven in Toronto.”

Edward, Alice and Rosalie exchanged puzzled glances. “Then why are you here?” asked Rosalie, cutting to the chase as usual.

“We decided that someone should come and inspect you while your Daddy is away,” she smiled a saccharine smile “we have heard great things about your talents and it seemed a good opportunity to test them.”

Edith stepped towards us, her long black coat wrapped around her. Edward let his arm fall across me in a protective gesture.

“Do not worry Edward,” said Edith “I am not interested in your girl or your sisters.”

Alice and Rosalie stepped in closer too me and Edward.

“No, it’s you the boy who can penetrate the most secret and intimate corners of everyone’s mind,” Edith was enjoying this “but tell be child, can you read me?”

It had seemed almost like a dare when she said it. I could feel the tension increasing in Edward’s arm as he tried to reach in to her mind and then nearly fell back as though hitting a wall in her mind.

“No, the child cannot read me,” said Edith.

“Is that all you want,” said Alice “to test him.”

“Not all,” said Edith “he violates the minds of those he meets every day, he needs to learn a lesson.”

“We’ve never hurt you or your coven,” said Alice “what lesson does he have to learn”.

“There are things in the future dear Alice that even you cannot see,” said Edith “and Edward needs to understand what the violation he commits every day means to his victims”.

“They are not victims,” said Rosalie “he can’t help it, he tries to block it out”.

“He is obviously not trying hard enough,” Edith smiled “if he understood the true depth and pain of the humiliation and violation of what he does he may just try harder in the future.”

“You’ll not teach us anything,” said Rosalie and before Alice could stop her she launched herself forward towards Edith.

“Stop,” said Edith, it was a simple statement with no anger. Rosalie stopped.

“We all have talents,” said Edith “mine is simple, I command and everyone obeys. Nobody move or speak until I give you leave”.

I pulled on Alice’s sleeve, to bring her nearer to me but she would not move.

“Do not worry little Bella,” said Edith turning to me for the first time “I have no intention of harming you. Why, half the pleasure will be to see you suffering alone with Edward.”

I stepped forward “leave him alone,” I cried.

“So brave little Bella,” Edith looked at me like a lioness stalking its prey “you are the first person I have ever met who has been able to resist my commands. It’s fascinating”.

“Leave him alone,” I cried more desperately and moved in front of Edward. There was little I could do to protect him but I would do what I could.

“Oh Bella, how amusing you are,” Edith moved closer “you have no hope of stopping me but your resistance is a terrible distraction. But while I cannot control you, Rosalie and Alice will obey.”

“Rosalie, Alice restrain Bella and bring her to me,” said Edith.

Rosalie and Alice started moving towards me, their faces impassive by I could see the effort of their attempts to resist in their eyes, their pain and fear a perfect reflection of my own. The each took one of my arms, I tried to pull away but they were too strong.

They dragged me kicking and screaming towards Edith and as commanded we all turned to look at Edward standing alone, a sad and fearful expression in his eyes. He was unmoving, even more like a beautiful marble statue that normal, the only movement to ripple of the wind through his glorious bronze hair and across his clothes.

“Look at him,” said Edith “is he not the very picture of perfection. An Adonis, the very model of beautiful youth.”

She turned to me “We are going to have such fun.”

Edith looked at Edward “Step forward boy,” she said and Edward took a step forward, little more than a puppet subject to her will but with the agonies of his trapped essence still evident in his beautiful amber eyes which seemed fixed on me.

I tried to pull away from Alice and Rosalie’s grasp but their grip was firm and unmoving, I spate and cried in frustration but there was nothing I could do and I collapsed in to their hold, my only option to suffer and comfort Edward when his ordeal, whatever it was, was over.

Edith had been waiting for me to give up. “If you are quite ready Bella then we can begin,” she did not take her gaze away from Edward “and whatever Edward is to endure will be made all the more painful because you are here.”

“Edward, look at Bella,” ordered Edith and his head turned slightly so he was looking at me face on.

“Smile Edward,” she commanded and Edward smiled. It was a mechanical smile void of any genuine emotion. So unlike how his smile normally made me feel when it lit up his beautiful face.

Edith laughed “Look Bella, what a sweet and perfect toy he is.”

“Leave him alone,” I cried again, tear were beginning to run down my cheeks but I fought to hold them in. Edward could see me and my tears would only worsen his suffering.

“Now, let’s get started,” said Edith “Edward, remove your shirt.”

I looked at Edith, trying to work out what she was planning and then looked to Edward as he unbuttoned his shirt, his smiling face still fixed on me. Edward pulled his shirt off and laid it on the floor beside him, his pale sculpted torso now bare to the cold wind and his greyish pink nipples were erect.

“Is he not delicious,” said Edith.

He was but I dared not speak lest my words be used against me. I looked at Alice and Rosalie, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on Edward too, taking in his humiliation and their pain at being unable to help either of us apparent in their eyes, which were the only part of them still subject to their own will.

Next Edith instructed Edward to remove his boots and belt and he was soon standing there in just his crumpled jeans and then she ordered him to remove them. I watched his long elegant fingers struggle with the buttons of his fly before he let them fall to the ground and stepped out of them. I looked at him standing there in just his white boxer-briefs, his perfect body captured like in a monochrome photograph of an underwear model but his face fixed in an unnatural and unwanted smile as he looked at me.

“Turn away from us,” said Edith and Edward turned his back to us, he was now facing out across the view.

“Edward,” she said “remove your underwear.”

I saw Edward push his thumbs in to his briefs and push them down, the firm globes of his buttocks cam in to view as he bent forward, taking his briefs down to his ankles and stepping out of them. He was now entirely naked in the clearing, with Edith, Rosalie, Alice and I watching his every move.

I could hear Edith laugh but I could not take my eyes away from Edward, I felt his humiliation in my gut but could not tear my gaze away from the perfect beauty of his body, his broad shoulders, milky skin and that curve at the base of his spine above his toned backside.

“Edward, turn and face us,” said Edith and Edward began to turn.

I looked away, as much as I wanted to see him I wanted it to be a private moment, something special and intimate between just the two of us and not here, with him alone and exposed.

“Look at him Bella,” said Edith.

“No,” I cried.

“Look at him Bella or the pain I will inflict will be worse than just humiliation,” said Edith.

I turned, unwilling but knowing that if I did not look it would be Edward that would pay.

Edward stood there naked and fully exposed in front of us, every inch of his beautiful body on display. There beneath the gentle ripples of his stomach was a soft bush of bronze hair and below that his penis hung above his testicles, as soft and white as the rest of his flesh. I tore my gaze away and looked in to his eyes, was that a tear as he looked at me.

I tried to pull away again, I wanted to run to Edward, lift up his clothes, cover him and protect him from the invasive gaze of Edith. But no matter how hard I struggled or how much I tried to pull my arms from Rosalie and Alice’s grip I was still held in place and the distance between me and Edward could as well have been a hundred miles as the few feet it was in reality.

Edith seemed delighted with herself as she laughed at Edward as he stood before us, he had never seemed more vulnerable, “Edward, lay yourself down on the ground,” she ordered and he complied.

Next she ordered Edward to bring his knees up to his chest, then he was ordered to reach under his thighs and pull his legs apart. As he did I realised Edith’s objective, as he spread his legs the pinkish rosebud of his anus was revealed to us all.

“Oh what a lovely flower it is,” laughed Edith and she moved over and approached Edward and knelt down by him “such a tender spot.” I looked with horror as she reached out and caressed the tender opening in to Edward’s body.

“Get away from him you bitch,” I was screaming but when she finally pressed her finger inside him I couldn’t hold back anymore, collapsing in to sobs and losing my footing. Only the grasp Rosalie and Alice had on me kept my upright but even the salting tears in my eyes could not block the sight of Edward being so cruelly violated from my sight.

Edith pulled her finger out of Edward’s anus and stood looking down at him and then walked back over to me. “Oh Bella, this is such delicious revenge.”

“Revenge for what,” I screamed “he’s done nothing to hurt you.”

“It’s not what he has done,” said Edith “it is what he will do in the future. As I said, Alice is not the only Vampire with her special gift.”

“What could he ever do that would justify this?” I shouted at her.

“Something he will do for you,” said Edith “to protect you he will violate the mind of someone I love. I am told I will not be here then to protect her so I need to be more proactive.”

“You could have spoken to him, told him and he could have found another way,” I was becoming hysterical.

“There is no other way,” Edith almost sounded sad “the vision may be of events a hundred years in the future but they are as certain as a memory of a few moments ago.”

“A hundred years,” I asked, the implication was clear “and he does it for me?”

“He will always do it for you, even when the human race is no more and Vampires wander the burnt remains of this earth alone he will still be doing it all for you,” now Edith seemed angry again.

“Edward, stand up,” she shouted and turned back to look at Edward and he rose from his prone position and stood facing us again “come here.”

Edward walked over to us and was soon standing only a couple of feet in front of me, Alice and Rosalie.

“Now Edward, you love Bella don’t you,” said Edith but Edward remained unmoving, it had been a question not an order “I think it’s time to show how much you love her.”

Edith looked at me with a horrid smirk and then turned to Edward “Arouse yourself,” she ordered him.

I saw Edward’s hand move to his privates and then wrap his long, slim fingers around the soft, pale flesh of his penis. Then Edward began to massage his member, his face had no outward expression but a torrent of fear, shame and anger was visible in his beautiful amber eyes as they looked at me. I tried to turn away, to do what I could to spare Edward this humiliation but Edith ordered Alice to hold my head in place. I screwed my eyes shut; it was all I could do.

“Now Belle my dear,” said Edith teasingly “here’s your beloved beloved putting on a show for you and you will not watch. Perhaps if I punished him instead?”

“No,” I cried.

“Watch him or I will make him suffer a hundred worse torments.” shouted Edith.

I opened my eyes and looked down at Edward’s suffering face, his amber eyes fixed on mine with a mix of horror and love. A red tear slowly dripped from the corner of his eye. I had to look away but my eyes were drawn downwards where his stimulation had now swollen his penis which was now fully erect.

“Do it faster Edward,” said Edith “show your Bella how much you desire her.”

Edward’s hand motion began to hasten, the pale pink foreskin of his penis was rapidly drawn forward and back over the purple head that glistened with precum.

“Tell Bella what you want to do Edward,” said Edith “be truly honest.”

“I want to cum,” said Edward, every word seemingly ripped from whatever was left of his Vampire soul.

“Then do it, don’t hold back,” Edith was gloating “and warn us when the emission is coming.”

Edward began to masturbate more furiously, the motion of his hand a preternatural blur that my human eyes could barely perceive. Then, his face changed, his expression seemed to harden even though his eyes lost focus. The motion of his hand came to a sudden halt.

“I’m cumming,” screamed Edward is a voice that carried across the valley.
Then, Edward arched backwards like molten marble as his semen spurted from the end of his penis is a high arc, hitting me across the front of my body. Then with the second and third pulses of fluid projecting from his hard and swollen member he shuddered and roared like a lion, the sound carrying far across the hills.

“You are free,” said Edith during the final silver sprays and Edward fell backwards and his body relaxed like a puppet cut free from its strings.

Simultaneously I felt Rosalie and Alice release me as Edith’s control was removed from them too. My first instinct was to fall to Edward and comfort him but he turned away from me, clawing at the ground like a mole trying to dig away from danger, his bare back and buttocks shook as he began to cry hysterically in to the earth. I dared not touch him, any touch would only make his agony and humiliation worse.

My next instinct was to slash at Edith’s face but as I turned I found her gone and along with Rosalie and Alice, we could see no trace of her. She had vanished like a whisper on the wind. My anger began to build but I looked down at Edward again and realised that worse than the anger was the fear, fear that Edward had been broken.

I was fearful of touching him, fearful of making his pain worse but I simply could not leave him there naked and sobbing. I kneeled down beside him but he turned away, tears dripping from his face in to the mud and whimpering cries coming from his lips. He tried to crawl away from me but, as though his will was broken, he just fell down in to the earth and cried. I reached out to touch him, expecting him to pull away but my hand touched the cold white skin of his back and their was no motion but the shudder of his tears.
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