Ch 16: Oh Doctor!

Edward.

I knew he was going to fuck this up. It was all my fault. Carlisle was probably already on his way to put an end to them both.

I loosened my grip on Emmett’s shirt, the fabric strained and ready to rip. It was hard enough to focus with every ounce of reason in me was drowning in her scent. Emmett was yelling at me but I couldn’t hear him and I could feel the featherlike touch as he used all his strength in an attempt to escape me.

I didn’t dare look in her direction. Rose had already made up her mind to leave and I adjusted my grip on Emmett. Rose’s heels loudly clicked on the floor as she stormed toward the exit on the far wall. She was followed by Bella and Alice, Bella’s little friend.

As soon as they were out of sight and the cafeteria door slammed shut behind them I felt Emmett go limp. Seeing the fight go out of him I let go and he slumped to the floor, his back to the wall.

I looked down at my mortal friend. I didn’t envy him a bit. There was something horribly wrong with seeing a man blubbering like a baby, especially a big guy like Emmett. He was no match for my kind but his size alone was enough to intimidate most men, yet he let this woman break him.

The Principal of the school was on the way from the office. She was wondering if she should have called the authorities prior to coming down to the cafeteria but she hadn’t. This was little relief as I was still not prepared for a confrontation with her and Emmett certainly was in no shape.

“We gotta get out of here,” I tried to raise him out of his broken hearted stupor. Emmett stared at the floor in front of him blank. “Emmett!” I raised my voice and he promptly brought his eyes up. The Principal was getting closer and the situation was becoming more urgent. I could disappear quickly enough but my slow, human friend moved with oafish speed.

“We have to go.” I urged him. “Now.”

Emmett blinked a few times the words sinking in. Nodding, he pulled himself up off the floor. Grabbing him by the shoulder I rushed him down the hall and around the corner just before the Principal appeared. It was close but she didn’t see us.

Driving home it was quiet. There really wasn’t anything to talk about. Emmett looked like hell and stared out the window the entire ride. I knew he’d be alright but I still didn’t like seeing him this way. Relationships are something I have managed to avoid in all my years. Of all the humans I have known, very few are fortunate enough to find mates for life. Carlisle and Esme mated as vampires and their relationship was one to admire, although for vampires, love is a rare occurrence. Most vampire romances end in violent death and I wanted no part of it.

I glanced at Emmett’s hunched up figure. He sat on his couch, elbows on his knees and head in his hands. His head was racing with thoughts about her. It was impossible for me to tune out in such close proximately. Wanting to give him some privacy I let myself out of the apartment telling him I would be back later.

Ever since Rose had stormed out of Emmett’s life I had been feeling guilty. How could I not? And the proverbial knot in my cold stomach only grew the longer this situation went on. Everything that has happened up until now has been my fault. I was worried about Emmett but not for the obvious reasons. I was more concerned about whether Carlisle knew what was going on and if so, was he coming? Racking my mind I tried to sense something, anything. I kept coming up empty.

Of course, that didn’t really mean anything either, Carlisle had grown fairly good over the years, at blocking me. He was better at blocking specific thoughts though, rather than blocking me out completely. If Carlisle decided, it could be the end of Emmett and it would all be my fault. Shuddering, I shoved the thought from my mind. I couldn’t even fucking think about it.

Walking at human speed down the hall toward the stairs I shook my head. Seeing Emmett like that really sucked. Part of me was sad for him and another part of me was glad I had sworn that shit off.

If you aren’t one of the lucky ones, the love you seek, may be the love that destroys you.

Something I wanted no fucking part of.


Bella.

I dropped my hand from my nipple and lay back trying to catch my breath. My fingers were sticky and my purple wand a mess tossed on the bed beside my thigh. Masturbation came easy for me in my teenage years but want something I really took a liking to until this last year, even more so this last week.

Something about Edward made me quiver as soon as he would enter my thoughts. His dark eyes and creamy skin give me chill bumps. His lips were the most curious shade of red and I want to taste them. It doesn’t take long thinking about Edward to get myself worked in to a frenzy that leaves me panting and spent.

Grabbing the purple toy off the bed I quickly washed it and put it away. The sticky mess between my legs seemed worse this time than it had the last. As I came I was slightly surprised at the fluid that gushed out of me. I have always gotten sticky but something about him made me cum harder than any other time I had released myself.
After a quick shower I shoved my hair up in a messy bun, tossed on some yoga pants and an old t-shirt and headed downstairs.

The small kitchen still looked drab even though bright light poured through the small kitchen window. Sunshine was rare in Forks. It would be a good day to ride to the Res, I mused. Jacob flashed through my head and I quickly discarded the idea.

Muttering, I walked to the stove and locked the door and started the cleaning cycle.
The refrigerator door propped open easily and I started piling the contents on the counter.

Keeping busy the rest of the afternoon I was able to cross quite a few things off the to-do list that seemed to be growing. After the fridge was cleaned out and everything put back in its place I ran the swiffer over the floors and made a note to hit the baseboards next time. With the laundry caught up and the bathrooms wiped down I flopped down on the couch and laid back, closing my eyes.

The house was quiet. Dad would be home in a few hours. I could smell the savory herbs that were now wafting in to the living room from the kitchen. Dad loved his fish but he also had a penchant for pot roast which I had tossed in the slow cooker first thing this morning. Stretching I half rolled off the couch. Grabbing the empty laundry basket on the way, I headed upstairs to clean up.

The familiar fairy dust ring tone touched my ears just as I sat down on the edge of the bed. Stuffing my feet down the pant legs and jerking the course material over my hips I ran for the stairs. Alice put her own personal ring tone on my phone so I would know it was her when it rang. It was a distinct chime that belonged to no one other than my very own pixie.

Almost to the bottom of the stairs my right foot somehow pulled a signature move got caught up and before I could catch the rail I felt my body slam into the cool floor. My shoulder hit first, my hands coming up in time to shield my head. Pain radiated from my shin that whacked the last step as I fell. Two small beeps came from the direction of the kitchen table alerting me to a new message.

“Shit!” I cursed out loud, shaking my head. It was no use being disgusted at my own clumsiness, this is me. I’ve been this way my whole life. Dragging myself carefully off the floor, I half smiled. At least no one saw me this time. Rolling my shoulder in a small circle I winced. It was going to be sore. My shin hurt too. I limped to the table shakily and snatched up the little black android. Not wanting to dial messages I called Alice.

Alice didn’t answer so whatever she was doing I just missed her. She must have jumped in the shower, I thought. Its not like she would go anywhere without her phone. Leaving a quick message I slid the phone in my back pocket and headed to the medicine cabinet for some ibuprofen. The throbbing just below my knee was pretty bad and was sure to leave a large bruise. A quick assessment in the bathroom showed a large red welt across the front of my leg and another on my shoulder where most of my weight landed.
I’m not heavy, I eyed myself in the mirror. Heavy enough, I concluded with a sigh.

A shrill ring cut through the silent house. The house phone rarely rang and it startled me.

Alice must be trying the house phone, I rolled my eyes. She sure can be freaking impatient at times. If she would have checked her own messages she would have called my phone.

Hobbling to the phone where it was mounted on the kitchen wall I fumbled and almost dropped the receiver.

“Hey,” I answered as cheerfully as I could muster, attempting to smile through the dull pain standing brought me.

“Isabella!” her shrill, sugar coated voice came through the line and I stopped. My fingers clenched tightly around the receiver. What does she want, I spit silently. I wasn’t about to find out. Quickly depositing the receiver back on the base, I stood staring at the phone for a moment.

She never calls unless she wants something. This was not good. It had been quite some time since I had heard that voice. Shivers ran down my arms as I thought back and tried to remember how long it had been. Not long enough was all I could come up with.

The phone rang and knocked me out of my skin. I wasn’t answering this time. It rang again and I backed away. Let it ring. A call from her meant nothing good. Turning, I raced up the stairs to the safety of my room, the phone in the kitchen ringing unanswered behind me. I heard the machine pick up on the fifth ring, just as I closed my bedroom door.

Scrambling up to sit in the middle of my bed I crossed my legs and buried my face in my hands. Applying pressure to my eyes I could feel the onslaught of a headache radiating from my temples. Wishing I could just answer the phone and tell her we are all dead, never to call again, I climbed off the bed and went in search of some Tylenol.

I had long ago gotten over the fact that I had no mother worth mentioning. She was a waste of space and the way she took advantage of my dad really pissed me off. My mom had been off the grid for a couple of years now, I couldn’t help but wonder what drama had her all screwed up this time. Thinking back to her other escapades I decided it didn’t matter, I really didn’t care.

Carlisle

Damn this kid. And humans think teenagers are difficult, the chuckle never made it past my lips. Leaving the door open behind me I moved to the leather chair behind my desk and sat down. I heard Edward shuffle in behind me. Shuffling papers around on my desk I knew he was trying. I had gotten better over the years at blocking him out. In the beginning this annoyed him, but as time went on he came to understand I wasn’t going to share everything thought with him.

The room was thick with silence as it usually was when Edward fucked up. Finally, I gave him what he was waiting for, lifting my eyes I spoke first, “Well?” There was no need to say more as I quit reciting the periodic chart in my head. I found that one particularly effective in keeping Edward out. Only he and I knew his little secret, his only weakness. Yes, it was possible to keep that little shit out of my head and I was quite smug about it.

Edward knew what I wanted. I had once hoped he would grow in my likeness. Perhaps go in to medicine and learn to co-exist as Esme and I have. Edward had never been able to quite make that connection though. It was as if he were missing something, or waiting for something. Our kind goes one way or the other. They either integrate in to the human world, or they stay far from it. All these years and Edward was still perched on the fence not willing to commit either way.

There was something different about him this time. I shifted my eyes from the papers in front of me to the laptop beside me which I flipped open. Out of Edward’s line of sight, the sleep mode screen stared lazily back at me. I motioned for Edward to sit.

Edward didn’t move. Not a muscle flinched. Curious. Defiance. Exasperated, I brought my hand down on the desk in front of me, careful not to damage the delicate wood fibers. I was fond of this desk, it had been an anniversary gift from Esme. A vision of her splayed out naked with her wet parts exposed flashed through my head.

“This is bullshit!” Edward jumped forward. “What? What do you want Carlisle? Im a fuck up, a bloody fucking fuck up!”

There comes a time in every parents life when you just know that enough is enough. For several decades now Edward has challenged me at every turn. It is pointless to go over the laws with him again. He had heard them so many times he could recite them backwards with perfect punctuation if so motivated, I was sure.

I raised my eyes knowing before I locked with his exactly what I would see. His arms were folded across his chest, shoulders high. It didn’t take but a fraction of a second to assess what was different. His smart ass smirk that he usually wore when we had to ‘talk’ was gone and it was replaced with something much more foreboding.

I knew something in Edward had changed, something had happened. I know he had fought the thirst out there with that little girl. The fading red in his eyes told me I was right. But there was something more to it. This was not the first time Edward had to hold himself back, nor the first time he had struggled with it.

I took note of the hard line set of Edwards jaw as he clenched his teeth together. His eyes, though trained on me, danced wildly with a fire that was new to us both. It was obvious he was furious but I couldn’t help him if he didn’t talk to me. I had long worried about Edward and what his future held for him. I had fears that I shared with no one, not even my own wife. Until Edward was willing to commit to himself, accept what he was, there was always a possibility that something could go terribly wrong. Edwards’s inability to apply himself to living in the world around him, either with or without human contact, had put our coven at risk more than once. More than the others knew about.

“Why?” he mumbled. Edwards’s shoulders gave in and his head tipped down. He knew he would have to answer to me as the head of the coven but I wasn’t sure he understood that with him, I was more lenient than the Volturi would ever approve of. Edward was the closest thing I had to a son and the leeway I gave him over the years was enough to warrant my destruction had I ever been found out.

Edward moved to the chair in front of the desk and sat, his head bent down and his eyes on the floor. “I don’t know where to start,” the amount of misery and anger in his voice left his sounding like a desperate child.

Leaning back in my chair I kicked my legs out crossing them under the desk and folded my hands across my chest.

“Why don’t you start from the beginning?” I prompted him gently.

After a short pause he began with a shaking voice that I had never heard. I was definitely in uncharted territory.

“Something happened out there, Carlisle.” His red stained eyes flickered up to meet mine before going back to the floor. “I… I don’t know.”

I waited.

“Like I said at the hospital, she was going to jump.” He shrugged, “Something told me I couldn’t let that happen. So I didn’t.” Edward took another pause and met my stare. “I smelled her.”

Those little three words, I smelled her, did something to him. I watched every muscle in his body clench and the flames that flared in his eyes. Unclasping my hands I sat up. This wasn’t good. Taking care not to let Edward hear my thoughts I kept my face impassive.

“What stopped you?” I asked him levelly.

His eyes flickered again. Something was seriously different this time. Edward was really messed up and whatever happened in those woods had everything to do with it.

“Stopped me?” he repeated my question out loud elevating his tone. I saw his muscles flex and I knew it was coming. I didn’t flinch when he jumped up suddenly sending the chair under him flying back against the wall.

“YOU THINK I WANTED TO KILL HER?” Edward yelled. Holy shit this kid is a mess, I thought. Edward stalked to the office window and stared out in to the foggy woods.

“I didn’t want to kill her,” he wasn’t yelling now, he was whispering. “I had to save her, protect her.” He was making no sense and his mood swings were really starting to bother me. This was not typical Edward.

Another few minutes past and he stayed quiet just looking out the window.

“Tell me what happened to her neck, Edward,” I prodded him cautiously.

As much as I loved him there were certain boundaries he could not cross if he wished to remain with this coven. I was as scared of hearing his answers as much as he was scared to find himself. Edward’s fate had always tormented me. Our coven does not allow the feeding off humans and as head of this coven it was up to me to see that those rules are followed lest there be sever consequences. Keeping those thoughts tucked safely out of his grasp I continued to observe the unstable boy.

Keeping his back to me Edward brought bought hands up and placed them on the cool glass, tilting his head forward to rest on the smooth surface. “She is different,” his voice was so low a mortal would never have heard him. “She is unlike the others. Her scent, her taste. I don’t know Carlisle. I don’t know what the fuck happened out there.” His shoulders sagged down in defeat.

I had seen Edward as many things, but defeated was not one of them. There was something going on with him and it left me with an uneasy feeling. I couldn’t shake the notion that something big was coming. This may be it, I thought, this may be the turning point for him. I watched the young vampire staring out the window. With all my heart I hoped, whatever it was, whatever was going on with him, it didn’t end poorly.

He seemed so torn, between not wanting to hurt her, and devouring her. As much as I wanted to give him all the answers, I honestly at this time, had none. This was something Edward was going to have to figure out on his own.

“I just need time to think,” he pulled his hands from the glass and stood up straight. Turning to me he looked me in the eye, “I just need to clear my head.” Stepping in front of the desk he looked down at me where I sat. “Can we continue this later?” he half pleaded with me.

“How would you feel about another trip to Africa?” I asked carefully, not wanting to upset him more.

“No!” Edward practically shouted in my face. Well that went over well, I rolled my eyes inwardly at myself.

“Edward, do I have to remind you-…”

“No, fuck Carlisle, I got it. I know the rules.”

“Edward, you don’t have to swear at me so much.” I reprimanded him. “And, yes, we can finish this later,” I added quickly.

Edward looked at me thankfully, but it was no mask for the turmoil and chaos that spun in his eyes. They say the eyes are the window to the soul. Edward claims he has no soul yet his eyes speak volumes. I slowly shook my head from side to side.

“I don’t know either Edward.” It was a fact. “I’m going out tonight. Would you like to join me?” Edward rarely hunted with me, or any of us for that matter. We all knew he had issues. He preferred to eat alone, a bi product of self loathing.

H shook his head ‘no’ as I knew he would and then he was gone. Typical Edward.

It had been one of the longest days Id had in a long time.

Edward had left the house. I caught a glimpse of his backside as he disappeared in to the dense forest branches. Closing the laptop and straightening the papers on my desk, I stood up. In my human days, a day like this would have warranted a beer. Loathing the stuff as a vampire, I knew exactly what I needed.

I found her in the kitchen arranging wildflowers in a vase at the sink. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her body hard to mine. Burying my face in her hair I inhaled deeply. Every day she smelled better than the day before, I could spend eternity wrapped in her scent, and I planned on doing just that.

“Mmmm”, Esme purred pressing herself closer to me. Her ass rubbed across my groin and my arms tightened on her waist.

“Do you like them?” she asked, her delicate fingers still tweaking the arrangement. Like a blind man drowning, my face still buried in the curls around her neck, I planted a soft kiss over her jugular.

“They pale…”, the tip of my tongue drew a line up her neck to her ear lobe.

“Next to you,” I finished, whispering in her ear. My teeth pulled at the small lobe and I felt her body respond. Spinning her slowly to face me I knew what I needed.

I wrapped one hand in her hair and tilted her head back, my lips softly touching hers. The tender kisses I gave her before, are the same kisses I leave her with. What happens in between is a different story.

The kiss deepened and I grasp Esme’s hair more securely. Her nipples hardened as they always do; little pebbles on the peak of each upturned breast. Esme let out a low growl and I knew she was ready for more.

Pulling back I smiled. Esme was such a dirty girl and I was her very lucky man.

“I think the doctor has had a long day,” I stated, staring at her twinkling eyes.

No sooner had the words left my mouth, a wicked smile formed with her full lips.

“Tsk, tsk,” Esme clicked falling into her role. “The poor doctor had a long day,” she crooned. Esme’s hands ran over my chest and circled my waist band. My cock twitched, hard against the fabric of my boxers and slacks. Esme’s fingers went slowly to her own blouse and she slowly undid her top buttons. I leaned back against the marble countertop drinking in the sight of her. Pulling the shirt off she reached behind her and unclasp her bra. The hard pebbles that were straining against the restrictive clothing sprang free and bounced lightly in front of me.

Esme’s shirt and bra hit the floor and I reached my arm out for her. Esme shook her head so I dropped my arms dumbly at my sides. She brought her hands to her breasts and cupped them pointing them at me. My eyes greedily fixed on her tits I couldn’t wait to get those hard nipples in my mouth. I loved to chew on her nipples and I loved how she reacted when I did.

Her fingers were pinching and rubbing small circles around the rosy buds making my cock twitched repeatedly and hard.

“Would the doctor like to relax?” Esme’s husky voice turned me on even more. Before this was over I was going to fuck her so hard. Nothing I had ever encountered was hotter than the sex I had with my wife. My mouth turned up at the corners and Esme grabbed my hand, leading me in to the den. Guiding me to my arm chair I stood where she left me.

Esme brought her lips to my ear. “I’m going to try to make you feel better, doctor. Let me know how I do.” I nodded and watched her fascinated. This woman had a way with my cock.

Her slender hands make quick work of my slacks and boxers and they soon were crumpled around my ankles. I closed my eyes and held perfectly still. I felt her soft kisses whisper across my skin and trail down my chest. Then she stopped. I groaned and opened my eyes. Looking down I saw her on her knees. Her mouth in perfect line with my raging cock and her fingers back at play with those fuck hard nipples.
I couldn’t take it anymore. “Suck my cock, Esme.” I ordered her. The biggest smile took over her face seconds before she plunged my cock in to the back of her throat. Guiding her head, I thrust my hips in to her making her take all of my length.

Esme moaned appreciatively, I know she likes to suck my cock. I hissed every time she would drag her teeth across the skin of my dick. Soon she had abandoned all control and I roughly took over. I yanked her head off me and tossed her a few feet away.

Esme, landing in a low crouch, let a giggle escape and had barely time to recover before I pounced. She loved the cat and mouse game but we had to be careful. While she was fine redecorating every time we had sex indoors, we agreed it was wasteful and excessive so we tired to limit the damage.

As I sprung toward her she leapt farther away from me. She was fast but no match for me. The second time she tried to flee I grasp her by the ankle and drugged her roughly back across the floor to me.

“You will not escape me, you little minx”, I chuckled out loud at her beaming face. Esme loved to be dominated. Shredding the remaining clothes covering Esme’s sweet nectar I pinned her arms above her and used my teeth to give her nipples the attention they longed for. Carefully sucking in between biting, I massaged and sucked her tits until she was wreathing so hard under me I had almost lost her.

Without giving her time to think I flipped her over on all fours and buried myself in her ass. Esme let out a loud howl at the forced entry but soon fell in to rhythm taking it like a good girl. I would make up for this later tonight, I decided. For now, burying my cock in her tight ass was all I needed to shut out everything that happened earlier.

I could feel my balls get tighter and new I was close. Over and over I slammed myself in to her. I was almost there so I grabbed her hair and yanked her head roughly back. “Do you like this?” No answer. She couldn’t see me smile. I yanked her head again, this time bringing my other hand down flat on her right ass cheek. She whimpered slightly with the sting.

“Yes!”, she let out finally. “Fuck me Doctor!” and with that I buried my dick deep in to her extremely hot and tight asshole and I emptied in her.

Untangling my hand from her hair I rolled her gently on her back. My lips found their way to hers and I peppered her with soft kisses. Esme looked amazing in my arms, naked, freshly fucked and completely in love with me. Her face said it all.

Pulling myself to a sitting position I admired the exposed skin stretched out in front of me. If I had to choose between mortality and Esme, it would be her every time.

I smiled lovingly at her and rose to my feet, extending her my hand.

“Hunt with me , my love.”

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AN: Okay, okay, I know I have been sucking with updates. My honey is off over the holidays and we have ALL of our birthdays between Oct and Jan. so I have been running my butt off and spending time doing naughty things with the man of my dreams.

The little ones are off to school and daddy is back to work so this naughty mommy has free time again!!!! I would say expect weekly updates now we are through the craziest part of our year.

Would love to hear your thoughts. Who knew Esme was a dirty girl too and oh my god why is Bella not doing that luscious prick Edward yet? Don’t worry, he is HANDling it for now. Good, yummy things to come. Much love for my readers, hope you all had an amazing holiday season. ~