Epi for Bound and United

Edward and Bella were in the back of the limo on their way to church.  Today was the day that Trey was not only marrying his best friend, but would be taking over the family business.


The last twenty-five years had been filled with lots of love and happiness, but they did have its share of sadness.  Five years ago, Edward Sr. and Clara were killed in an automobile accident in Italy.  A drunk driver crossed over, and struck their vehicle head on.


The officials assured them they didn’t feel anything.  They had also lost five of the family members during an attack of the Russian Mafia ten years ago.  Thankfully, Seth was on duty, and quickly hid Bella and the children in the secret, secure room until the threat was over.   Edward was shoulder to shoulder with his men killing every one of the motherfuckers.


But, most of the twenty-five years were filled with happiness and love.   After Trey was born,  Sean called to say that baby Aine had been born as well.   She had a head full of red hair and a massive set of lungs.   Edward lost his bet with Sean;  little Aine’s first word was “fuck” while Trey’s was “shit”.

A year after Trey’s  birth, Bella was expecting again, but, this time, with twins.   Jackson and Sean were born just like their brother, in a hurry to see the world.


Edward and Bella enjoyed every moment with their boys.   Each day brought something new and exciting.   Trey was a natural leader and his brothers followed and mimicked his every action.   They were not always little angels, and the damage to Grandma Esme’s golf cart was evidence enough.

Edward and Bella weren’t the only ones with babies,  Jasper and Alice had two boys, while Emmett and Rose had triplets, all girls.


Alec and Maggie tried for years to have a child,  but it never happened.   Maggie felt she was such a disappointment for not being able to get pregnant, and fell into a deep depression.   Alec assured her over and over that it didn’t matter, as long as they were together.   He had been asked to go out on a Coven Inc. mission in South America, and, while there, he found a little boy living in an actual pig pen.   He asked the locals about the boy, who couldn’t be any more than two years old. They told him that his parents had placed him with the pigs because he’d have some type of shaking fit.   They also said that his name was Manuel. Alec knew he couldn’t let Manuel to suffer,  so he took him in, cleaned him up, and, when the mission was over, he brought him back home with him.   When he walked in the house,  Maggie rushed to the door to greet him home,  but, when she saw Manuel on his hip, she stopped dead still.


Manuel looked up at Maggie, and smiled a big smile, then reached out towards Maggie, and said. “Mama.”

In that second, Manuel became Alec and Maggie’s little boy.   He was diagnosed with a small benign tumor, and, with only an operation, he was a perfect little boy, surrounded with a large family who showered him with love.

“Mom,  Dad we’re almost there.”  Trey said in a shaky voice.

“Baby, are you okay?”  Bella asked.

“What if she decides not to show up?”

Edward chuckled, and patted him on the knee.   “I felt the same way the day I married your mom.   Your mother and I know how much you both love each other.   Fuck, we knew that you two were in love long before you admitted it to each other.   She will be there. Today will something you never forget.”

Trey nodded, and thought about what his father had said.   He knew that he loved his bride to be with everything he had inside of him.   She was not only his soon to be wife,  but his soon to be submissive, too.   Yes he had followed in his father’s, grandfather’s,  and great grandfather’s footsteps, and, when he was old enough, he studied to be a Dominant.  He had a few submissives, but he couldn’t fight the feeling that he was missing something special. Soon, he found out what that was in his best friend.   He had no clue that she had submissive qualities until he happened to go to the club one evening. That night, there was a submissive class being held, and, when he walked by the window, he saw her sitting in perfect form, waiting for a Dominant to take control.

After the class, they went back to his apartment, and, that evening,  finally admitted to each other that had fallen in love with each other.

Which brought them to today, their wedding. Tomorrow would be their first time in his playroom.   They had decided they wanted to wait until after their wedding to start their journey as a Dominant/submissive.

As the limo pulled up at the church,  the press was everywhere snapping pictures, and, as soon as Trey, Edward, and Bella stepped out of the car, they went nuts, taking photos, and yelling out questions.   They quickly made their way through the crowd and into the church.   Trey went to the small room off from the front of the church, where his best man was waiting for him.   Jeff was Jasper and Alice’s oldest son. He and Trey had grown up together, and formed a close friendship.   This evening, at the turnover of the family ceremony, Jeff would be Trey’s capo.

“Trey, it is time.”  Father Augusta said.

“Come on, man;  go get your woman.”  Jeff joked.

Trey walked out, and looked out of the church to see there wasn’t a seat to be had.    The music started, and the procession started walking down the aisle.   Once his parents,  her mother, the bridesmaids, and groomsmen were in place,  the doors were closed, and the music changed into the Wedding March, everyone stood. Then, the door opened, and there she was, a vision in white, with her delicate arm wrapped around her father’s arm.

It seemed like an eternity,  but she was finally beside him.   Her father handed her hand to him, and, when Father Augusta asked who gave this woman,  his voice cracked as he said he did.

The ceremony was beautiful and heartfelt, and, now was the moment they had been waiting for for months.

“Ladies and gentlemen,  it is my great pleasure to introduce Carlisle Masen and Aine Marie Cullen Volturi.”


The Cullen Volturi and O’Leary  crime families were now Bound and United.




The  End


Chapter 23 Bound and United

The trees were in bloom; the flowers were coming out of their sleeping beds, and sun shined brightly.


The long, cold winter had come to an end, and it was time for birth of new beginnings.  Edward and Bella had spent the winter taking care of the business, as well as preparing for Trey’s birth.

Esme held a baby shower for Bella, and she received everything and more for Trey.  The things that she got duplicates of she donated to a women’s shelter, along with a hefty cash donation.


Bella had begun to make a name for herself as a woman who had a heart of gold.  Whenever she heard of a need in the community, she would do everything possible to help out.  There were times that someone would make a comment about her having ties to mafia, but they were quickly quieted because her good deeds outweighed any wrong doings she may have been a part of in private.

Baby Trey had been growing normally.  Soon, it was two weeks until his due date.  Bella was currently at home cleaning the nursery for the tenth time.  Every time she walked in, she would see a spot of dirt, and it would drive her crazy.  Edward walked in from being out with his father for a round of golf to find Bella on her hands and knees dusting under the dresser.

“Bella, what are you doing?”  Edward asked.

“There is a fucking dust bunny under this thing.”  Bella grumbled.

“You shouldn’t be down there; let Angela take care of it.”  Edward said as he walked over to her.

Bella looked up with fire in her eyes.  “I am not a damn invalid. I am just fucking pregnant.”

Oh shit, Edward thought.   He immediately thought of the best words to calm her down.    His father had been right; her hormones were all over the place. He had, for the most part, been able to get through them unskaved; he had only ended up sleeping in one of the guest rooms two nights.   Each time, the next morning Bella was in tears, and apologizing for her behavior.  As much as he hated the mood changes, he loved how Bella looked pregnant with his child.  Throughout the years, he had heard how beautiful a pregnant woman was, and never saw it.  But, Bella was the most beautiful woman in the world, and, with every inch her belly grew, she became even more so.

“Bella, dear,  let me help you up, and we can go for a relaxing walk.   The sun is shining so brightly today; it would do us some good to soak in natural vitamin D.”

Bella looked up at Edward, his face was so full of love and consent support that she knew that, once again, her mouth got ahead of her.   Damn these hormones.   “That sounds lovely.”

Edward bent down, and carefully helped Bella to her feet. Once she was stable, Edward got down on his knees, reached under the dresser, and picked up the dust bunny.

“Got you, fucker.”  Edward joked.


Bella giggled, and placed her hand over her heart, and, in her best southern drawl, replied, “My hero.”

Edward laughed, and placed it in the trashcan.   He offered his arm to Bella, and they proceeded down the stairs and out the back door.   Edward kept a good grip on Bella as they walked, because, due to the size of her stomach, her balance was unsteady at times.   This was the deciding factor in the postponement of their playtime in his playroom.   Bella was, of course, disappointed in herself,  but Master Edward assured her that it was his decision, and, that, as soon as she was physically, emotionally, and mentally ready, they would be back in his playroom.

They began walking arm in arm along their back yard.   The gardeners were working on the flower beds and trees,  cleaning up from the long winter, and preparing for the season of colorful blooms.


They walked toward the property that connected theirs to their parents.   A home was being built to house the security personnel for both properties.   From the outside, it looked like a home that fit in the upscale community,  but inside was a different story.  There was a large commercial kitchen and dining room,  state of the art surveillance room, and bedrooms and bathrooms for fifteen.


“I am impressed with the construction so far.”  Bella said.

“I am as well.   I was told by the end of June it will be complete, along with the high tech equipment.”

As they continued their walk, Edward filled her in on the family business.   Recently, it had been quiet, and there had not been anything pressing that required both of their decisions.

“Have you spoken to Sean today?”  Bella asked.

“Shit, sorry, I meant to tell you.   He said that if Elizabeth doesn’t go in labor by Monday, they are going to induce her.   Whatever that means.”

Bella giggled.   “It means they will give her some medicine to start her contractions.   If everything goes smoothly, their little girl will be born on Monday.”

“What are they naming her again?”

“Aine Marie.”  Bella replied.

“Aine?”  Edward questioned.

“Yes.  It is Irish, and, Marie after her Godmother.”  Bella smirked.

“He better fucking have my name in the next child.”

“I am sure they will.  Come, let’s go visit Mom and Dad.”

“You are not too tired?”  Edward asked, not wanting to overexert herself.

“No, actually, I feel very energized today.”

“Okay, but if you are too tired to walk back, we will take one of the golf carts back.”


They continued up the path, and, just as they walked through the gate at the back of Carlisle and Esme’s property, Bella gasped, and reached for her stomach.

“Bella, what is wrong?”  Edward worriedly asked, checking her over.

Bella took a few deep cleansing breaths.  “Yeah, just a sharp pain.”

“Are you in labor?”

“No, Marybeth told us that I should be expecting some Braxton Hicks.  They are not real labor pains, but a pain similar to what I should expect.”  Bella said, then took her hand, and placed it over Edward’s heart.  “It won’t be too much longer until we can hold little Trey in our arms.  You are my strength, and I will need for you to be strong for me when the time comes.  I love you so much.”

Edward picked up her hand, and kissed her palm.  “I promise to never leave your side.  I fucking love you, too.”

They continued through the gate, and up the path.  After they passed by the hedges, they saw Carlisle on the lounger with a cigar between his lips, and bottle of beer in his hands.


Esme was on the other lounger with a set of knitting needles, working on a baby blanket.  Just when Bella thought she knew all of Esme’s talents, she was shocked once more with the beautiful baby items that she had knitted.

“Bella, Edward.”  Esme shouted, waving her hand.

Bella waved her hand back, and they continued up to the patio.

“Hi, Mom and Dad.”  Bella said, as Esme’s stood, and encased her in a strong motherly hug.

“Bella, sweetie, you look so good.  How are you feeling?”   Esme asked as she led Bella over to the lounge set, and sat down on the couch.

Bella sat down beside her and took her hand.  “Oh mom I feel so good.  I have all my energy back, it is so great.”

Esme listened. When she heard that Bella’s energy level was back, she took a good look at her.  “Bella, dear, little Trey has dropped.”

Bella rubbed her stomach.  “Yes.  I am now going to the bathroom every thirty minutes.”

“Are you have any pains?”  Esme asked.

“No.”  Bella answered.

“Bella, what about that hicks thing then earlier?”  Edward said.

“I am having some Braxton Hicks pains.”

“Are you sure they are not true labor pains?”

“They are sharp, but very spread out, and sometimes not at all.   Marybeth told us what to look for in true labor pains, and when to call her.”  Bella explained.

“Has the hospital been agreeable to work with you?”  Carlisle asked.

“Yes, Dad.   That call to the hospital president opened all the doors.   Actually, it has been quite funny how they are now bending over backwards to ensure we are happy.”  Edward chuckled.

“Money and power have a lot to do with that, son.”  Carlisle smirked.

After a little while of talking on the patio,  the still early spring breeze made it too cold to remain outside.   They went in, and Esme convinced them to stay for dinner.

Bella enjoyed sitting around talking to Esme and Carlisle, but Trey kept kicking her bladder, and she desperately needed to use the restroom.   She wiggled her butt to the end of the couch, and tried to stand,  but couldn’t seem to make it   Edward saw her struggling, and quickly came over to help her up.

“Thank you, my love.”  Bella murmured, before quickly making her way to the bathroom.  As she finished, she stood and began to pull up her panties when an extremely sharp pain hit her in the back, and wrapped around to the front of her belly.  It was so painful that it brought tears to her eyes.  Grasping onto the edge of the sink, she tried to regain her breath.  Finally, it subsided, and she pulled up panties.  Washing her hands, she made her way out and back to the den, but, as soon as she stepped into the den, there was a large gush of water that began running down her legs, and onto the floor, then another strong pain hit.

“Gah!”  Bella cried out.

Edward’s head whipped around when he heard Bella, and rushed to her side, but he stepped on something wet, and slipped and fell to the floor.

“What the fuck is on the floor?”  Edward grunted, as he tried to stand, but slipped once again.

Esme and Carlisle came over; as soon as she saw the floor, she knew what was going on.  Bella’s water had broken, and she was in labor.

“Edward, be careful.  Bella’s water has broken.  Carlisle, call for the car and call Dr. Marybeth.”  Esme commanded.

Edward slid over, out of the way of the water, and finally stop up.  He was covered in the wet, sticky water.  Carefully coming over to Bella, he took her by the arm, and helped her away from it.  “Are you okay?”

“I am now.  Boy, that last pain was a doozy.”  Bella explained.

Esme took Bella’s other arm, and took her over to one of wooden chairs to help her down.  “Edward, we need to go get Bella some dry clothes, and her bag.  You also need to change.”

“But, I don’t want to leave to her.”  Edward said.

“Edward, please, I don’t want to go the hospital all wet.  You won’t be long, and I am sure we have plenty of time before Trey arrives.”  Bella explained.

“All right.  Mom, we are taking the cart.”

“Sure thing; I am driving.”  Esme said, with a gleam in her eyes.

Carlisle overheard Esme saying she was going to drive, and he called out to Edward.  “Fucking hold on tight, son.”

Esme turned around, and flipped Carlisle off.  “Asshole.”  Esme grunted under her breath.

“Mom,  we have to hurry.”  Edward said, rushing toward the door.   He turned, and looked back at his dad.  “Take care of her.”

“You know I will.”

Edward and Esme went out to her golf cart. As soon as she started the engine,  she pressed the accelerator to the floor,  sending the cart flying down the path, and towards Edward’s house.  Fuck, dad, had been right about holding on tight, because he was sure that, if he hadn’t, he would have been thrown off.   They reached the house in record time, and they quickly went inside.


They went upstairs, and into the Master bedroom.

“Edward, where are Bella’s lounge pants and tops?”

“In her closet on the left-hand side.”

“Great.   I will get her fresh clothes while you change, and get her bag.”

“We don’t have time for me to change.”  Edward said, wanting to hurry up so he could get back to Bella.

“Edward, you are covered in amniotic fluid.  Please change into something clean and comfortable because it could be a long night.”  Esme pleaded.

“Fine.”  Edward said.  He walked into his closet, stripped off his clothes, and put on a pair of jeans, white button up shirt, and a dark blue blazer.  He quickly slipped on his favorite tennis shoes.  When he walked out, he noticed his mother had Bella’s bag that she had packed, along with a shopping bag, which held the outfit that she had picked up for Trey to wear home from the hospital.

“You look good, son.”  Esme said, reaching out, and giving his arm a squeeze.

“Mom, I am scared.”

“Edward, I would be surprised if you weren’t scared, but you need to rely on the love you have for each other, and the strength that emerges from that love.  You are going to be a wonderful father, and I look forward to seeing it.”


Edward wrapped his strong arms his mother, and hugged her tight.  “Thanks, mommy.”  He said with a crack in his voice.

Esme wiped the tears from her eyes.  “Let’s go!”

When they arrived at the bottom of the steps, they were met by Angela.

“Ben and Seth are outside with the car.”  She said.

“Thank you.”  Edward said.

Edward and Esme got into the limo, and, in a matter of seconds, they were back to Bella.  When they walked in, Bella was still on the chair, doing some of the breathing techniques that Marybeth had showed her.

“Has she had another contraction?”  Edward worriedly asked.

“Yes, actually two.”  Carlisle said.

“WHAT?  How many minutes apart are they?”  Edward commanded.

“They are seven minutes apart.”

“FUCK!  Come on, love let’s get you changed, so we can get going to hospital.”  Edward pleaded.

With some assistance, Bella was helped up, and taken to the small room off from the den to change clothes.   Bella and Edward came back into the room and were followed by Esme and Carlisle out to the car.

“Ben, get us to the hospital.”  Edward barked.

Ben drove like the wind, and, before they knew it, they were pulling up to the hospital.  The security team was in position, and waiting for their arrival.  A nurse and Marybeth were waiting with a wheelchair.

“Bella, I see little Trey is in a hurry to come into the world.”


Just as Bella was about to answer, another contraction hit.  “FUCK!!”  Bella yelled grasping her stomach.

“Let’s get her upstairs NOW!”  Marybeth commanded.

The nurse started wheeling her into the hospital, and toward the elevator.  After everyone rushed in, they were quickly taken to the Labor and Delivery floor.  Bella was wheeled into the room, and her guard was stationed outside the door.  This had already been set up, so there would be no confusion over it.  Edward and Esme both would be in the room with Bella during her labor.  Carlisle would be in the waiting room with the rest of family.  He had put out the family wide text message that Bella was in labor.


Once Bella was changed into her gown, she was placed in the bed, and hooked up to monitors.  Marybeth put on her gloves, and placed Bella’s legs in the stirrups.

“Well, well, well he is in a hurry.  You are already nine centimeters and 90% effaced.  It won’t be long until you will be ready to push.”

“Damn.  I thought this was supposed to take a long time.”  Edward said.

“Everyone is different.  Bella, keep up with the breathing, and try to relax.”  Marybeth told her.

Edward and Esme helped Bella over the next hour with her breathing during the contractions.  Bella had never felt anything as painful, but she kept her eye on the end.  With each contraction, she was one step closer to holding Trey.  When Marybeth came back, Bella was ten centimeters and 100% effaced.  The nurses laid out the trays of instruments, and Marybeth positioned herself to help Bella deliver.

An hour later, Bella was still pushing, and the pain was so great that she was barely holding onto her sanity.

“Come on, sweetheart, you can do it.”  Edward said, as he held her hand.  He never knew she was so strong, because, at this point, she had squeezed his hand so hard that he had lost feeling in his fingers.

When Bella was resting between pushes, she looked over at Esme.  “Mom, can you get my purse for me.”

“What do you need dear?”  Esme asked.

“One of my fucking knives, so I can cut off  his fucking dick.”

Edward’s other hand instinctively went over his dick.  Did she really mean that?

Esme looked up, and shook her head at Edward.  “Bella, dear, you didn’t bring your purse.”

“Well, fuck.”  She said just as another pain started.

“One more big push.”  Marybeth urged.

Bella pulled on the strength left in her body, and pushed as hard as she could. Just when she thought she couldn’t push anymore, she felt relief.

“Welcome to the world, little man.”  Marybeth said, sucking out the mucus out of his mouth, which allowed him to let out a loud cry.  “Bella, Edward, it’s a boy.”

Marybeth brought the little man up, and laid him on Bella’s chest.

Bella laid her hand on his back, and looked through her tear filled eyes at the little miracle.  “Hi Trey.  I’m your mommy.”

In that moment, Trey stopped crying, and looked into her eyes.  He looked so much like his father. She didn’t think she could love him anymore, but, in that second, she did.

Edward leaned over, and placed his hand on top of Bella’s.  “Happy Birthday, Trey.”  Edward kissed Bella.  “I am the fucking luckiest bastard in the world.  I love you both so fucking much.”

“We love you.”

In that moment, it all came together they were Bound to the Family, together they were Dangerous against their enemies, but, in the end, they would forever be United.



Chapter 22 Bound and United

The family arrived back home safe and sound.   The next week was filled with work,  the girls’ day out to take care of Maggie needs,  and the meeting with Alice with her plans for the nursery.

She had come up with a magical wonderland theme with woodland animals,  elves,  and fairies.   The only thing that was needed now to finalize the plans was to find out the sex of the precious next ruler of the family.   A little Don would have warrior elf defending the magical world, while a little Donna would have a warrior fairy   The centerpiece of the room was the gorgeous round cherry crib.   Alice had found a supplier who custom made the bed with a hand-carved C and V on the bottom of the spindles.

Bella and Edward loved every detail, and couldn’t wait to see it when it was completed.   The construction team had begun the minimal actual construction needs, which included sanding and refinishing the hardwood floors, painting the base on the walls, and constructing the gorgeous matching bookshelves.   The team of artists would come in, and paint the room mural, which would be a three hundred and sixty degree mystical world.   Bella and Edward had spent two nights at Carlisle and Esme’s because Edward didn’t want Bella around the dust and the paint fumes.

Today was THE day.   The day that they would learn the sex of the baby.    Sean had called Edward a few days before. and told him that they were expecting a little girl.

“Fuck, Edward, I am going to have to get more guns,  because no mother fucking boy is going to come within fifty feet of her.”

“Sean. you do know that one day she will get married, right?”

“Nope.   She is going to stay little forever.”

“Sean, you know that is not going to happen.  The best thing you can do is just raise her to be smart, and send her to her Godmother Bella for knife training.” Edward chuckled.

“Fine.   Call me when you find out, and we will be flying out the day after Christmas for the wedding.”  Sean said.

“I will call you when I see the dick.”  Edward joked.

“Asshole.”  Sean murmured and hug up.

As Edward and Bella came down the stairs, they were excited to see Seth waiting for them.

“Seth, so good to see you.”  Edward greeted.

“Thank you.  I am so happy to be back protecting Bella once again.   I have been going stir crazy.”

“Damn, I know that feeling.  Let’s get going; it is a special day.”  Edward said, offering his arm to Bella.

“Seth, I have missed having you around, and am so happy to see you are healthy and back to my protection.   I’m so relieved.”  Bella said.   From the first day that Seth had taken over her protection, she’d had a sense of calm over her. Even though she had been kidnapped, she knew that it wasn’t Seth’s fault.

“Thank you.   I have the car ready to go.”  Seth admitted, blushing.

Edward and Bella were quickly in the car, and off to the doctor’s office.   Once they arrived, they were taken to the examination room, and Bella was lying on the table, ready for the ultrasound to begin.

Marybeth came in carrying Bella’s chart.   She was happy to see that all her vitals were where they were supposed to be.   After her horrible morning sickness had subsided, Bella had been gaining weight at a normal rate.

“Bella, Edward, are we excited about today?”  She asked.

“FUCK YEAH!”  Edward exclaimed.

Marybeth giggled.  Edward Cullen’s colorful language was something she had come to expect.

She started the machine, and prepped the wand.   She started the exam by taking the measurements of the baby.   It was healthy, and growing right on schedule.   When she focused on the face,  Bella began to cry, and reached toward the screen.

“Oh, look at that sweet face.   Edward, it’s beautiful.”


“Looks just like their mother.”  Edward said, kissing Bella on the temple.

“All right let us see if we can find out the sex.”  Marybeth said, as she moved the wand into position.   After a few moments, what she was looking for was plain as day on the screen.

“HOLY SHIT! MY BOY IS PACKING ALREADY!”  Edward yelled,  smiling from ear to ear.   They were having a boy.


“Congratulations.   You are right; you are having a little boy.   He is very healthy, and is right on schedule for an April 20th birth.   Keep up with your diet and exercise.   I will come over closer to the time to teach you some breathing and focusing techniques for the birth.  I want to see you back in a month.”

Marybeth printed off the images, especially the one that show that, in fact, they were having a boy.   They thanked her, and left the office with huge smiles.

A sex reveal party had been planned for tonight.  As soon as Bella left the office, she called Angela with the sex.   She was responsible for filling the massive decorative box with helium balloons.  They would open the box, and the blue balloons would escape, revealing the sex.   Bella and Edward wanted it to be a surprise to their immediate family and the other family members who were invited.  Edward also ordered a humidor filled with Cuban cigars with blue ribbons to be sent to Sean, via courier.

After making the call, they went upstairs, and locked the door.  Edward pushed Bella against the door, and captured her mouth in a all consuming kiss.   When neither had a ounce of oxygen left in their lungs, they broke apart, but Edward began kissing up her jawline and to her ear.  Taking her earlobe into his mouth, he sucked and nipped, causing Bella to moan in pleasure.  Raising her leg, she wrapped it around Edward’s hip, and began to rub against his pants covered cock, which was hard as a rock.

“Baby, I need you.”  Edward groaned.

“Then take me,  I am yours and yours alone.”

Edward placed his hands under her ass, and carried her over to the couch.  Falling to his knees, he pushed her skirt up, and was pleased to find that she was wearing his favorite garters and lace panties.  Placing kisses up her leg, he unsnapped each garter, and slowly removed her panties.  He quickly stood, and unbuckled his pants, then left them and his underwear on the floor.  Crawling up her body, he ran his finger over her soaking wet opening, brought it up to his mouth, and licked off the nectar.   Lining up his cock, he slowly entered her and moaned with the indescribable feeling of pleasure that happened every time they were joined like this.

“Baby, you feel so fucking good wrapped tightly around my cock.”

“Oh, Edward, I love the feeling of you inside me.  Harder, please; I want to cum all over your cock.”


Edward lift her leg, and began to thrust harder, deeper, and faster.  “Is this what you want?”

“OH, GOD YES!”  Bella screamed.  “I am so close.”

Edward smirked, and continued, and, a few moments later, he felt the walls of her pussy grip his cock over and over again.  The events of the day, and feeling her orgasm, sent him over the edge and he shot long, hot streams of cum deep inside of her.

Edward slowly pulled out of Bella, and, as soon as he did, he missed her heat.  Every time they were together was as special as the first time.  Edward stood, and offered his hand to Bella.  As she stood, he pulled her close, and placed a kiss on her lips.  “I love you.”

“I love you.”  Bella said.

“As much as I would love to be buried in you the rest of the day, we have the Coven Commission coming in soon.”  Edward explained.

“I know.  I need to go get cleaned up, and I will be ready.”

Bella and Edward went in the bathroom, and cleaned up.   Bella had begun wearing her early maternity clothes, due to her ever increasing belly.  She had felt the fluttering of kicks of the little one, and hoped that soon they would be strong enough for Edward to feel.  He still continued his daily talks to her belly.

Once they were cleaned up and dressed, Edward stepped in behind her, and wrapped his arms around her, and laid his hands on her stomach.  Looking into the mirror, he smirked.  “I told you it was a boy.”

“Yeah, yeah.”  Bella joked.

Edward turned her, and looked deeply into her eyes.  “You do know that I only care that our little one is healthy, right?  He or she would be loved no matter what.”

“I feel the same way.  But, we are having a little boy, and I know that you are excited.”

“I am, but we will try again for a cute little girl who looks just like her mother.”  Edward said.

“And what will happen if that one is a boy as well?”

“We will keep trying until we do.  Even it takes a dozen tries.”  Edward smirked.

“Oh, no, I am not having a dozen children.”

“We will see about that.”

The Coven Commission arrived on time, and began with their report on how Coven Inc was doing.  The told Edward and Bella about the number of hits that the team had performed, and how much money they had collected.  As they suspected when they started the team, they were in great demand.  The word had gotten out about how professional and deadly the team was, and the orders kept flowing in from around the country.  The setup of making sure that the hit was a good one, had, in fact, found several requests that were not, which were quickly denied.  They had also been asked to do some cyber hits on targets, which they did, once Alec helped the Commission to understand what was required, and what to look for, when either approving or rejecting.   Each of the Commission members spoke highly of Alec, and explained that he was a key member of the team.  Bella was so proud of her brother.

After the Coven Commission left, Carmine came in to give his report from Eclipse.   The club had exceed the expectations in every area.  Carmine had begun research branching the club out into towns across the country.  From the research, he found that Dallas, Atlanta, and Washington, D.C. were prime locations.  New York City and Atlantic City were also on the list, but they would be extremely expensive to start or build in either of those cities.  Edward and Bella gave him the okay to go next phase, and to report back once he got some pricing and projected revenue.  They would also have to make sure there were no other rival families in the towns that they were looking into.  A turf war would cost a lot of money, and, possibly, lives.

When the meetings were over, Edward and Bella headed home to get ready for the party tonight.  They couldn’t wait to see everyone’s face when they made the announcement.  Angela had placed the balloons in the box, then, she had made copies of the ultrasound picture, placed them in sterling silver frames, and placed them white boxes.  They would be gifts to their guests.  Edward had been getting phone call after phone call from his grandfather wanting to know the sex of the child.  When Edward explained that he would have to wait, Edward, Sr. said that his heart couldn’t take the waiting, wanted to know if Edward really wanted the death of his Grandfather on his hands.  But Edward’s grandmother took the phone away from Edward, Sr., and told Edward not to listen to the old fool, and that they would be at the party tonight.

Bella was wearing her new Ingrid & Isabel lace maternity dress.  It was black with gold lace, and showed off her small but noticeable baby bump.   Edward was wearing one of his favorite Armani suits, along with a crisp white shirt.  He originally wanted to wear a blue tie, but Bella explained that she didn’t want people to guess the sex before the reveal.


“But, baby, you alway loved me in this tie.”  Edward said.

“I do, but no.  Wear the black one or…”  Bella said, as she rubbed her finger down his adam’s apple toward the patch of hair on his chest.  Looking up at him, and licking her lips, she continued.  “Nothing at all.”

“Fuck, babe, you can’t say shit like that, and expect me not to want to be buried balls deep in that hot, wet pussy.”  Edward groaned.

“Payback’s a bitch.”  Bella chuckled.   “I am going to check on everything; hurry up, the guests will be arriving soon.”

Bella left the room while Edward had to adjust himself.  Little minx.

Soon, Edward and Bella’s home was filled with family and friends.  The excitement of the impending announcement was bouncing off the walls.

“Thank you for coming this evening for this special occasion.  I am one lucky fucking asshole.  This beautiful woman puts up with my ass daily, and is now giving me the greatest gift.  Bella, my love, thank you. Know that my love for you will last until my last breath here on earth, and beyond.”  Edward declared.

Tears formed in Bella’s eyes as she listened to Edward’s wonderful words, and, as much as she would have loved to say something back, she couldn’t.  Edward brought her hand up to his lips, and placed a kiss upon it.

“Now, for the moment you all have been waiting for,”  Edward said, as he and Bella each grabbed one end of the white ribbon around the box.  When they pulled it loose, the lid popped open, and the baby blue balloons flew out.


“IT’S A BOY!”  Screamed the crowd.

All the guests came up and hugged and congratulated Bella and Edward.  The grandparents and great-grandparents were beaming with joy.  Everyone went into the dinner room where Angela and the extra staff had moved out the regular dining room table, and set up round tables with white tablecloths.  On each table was a lovely arrangement of white roses and baby’s breath.  On top of each place setting was the box with the picture inside.


Once everyone was seated, Edward and Bella instructed everyone to open their gift.



Clara slapped Edward, Sr. hard on the arm.

“Damn, woman, why did you do that?”  He said, holding his arm like it had been permanently damaged.

“Because you, old fool, have no fucking filter.”


The rest of the dinner was filled with love and laughter.


The weeks the that followed were extremely busy around the Cullens homes.  This was the first Christmas Bella had had a loving family, and she purchased a special gift for each family member, as well as several gifts for each child in the Cullen Volturi family.  Esme, Clara, Claudia, and Bella also purchased gifts for each child that was in Randall Children’s hospital.  They had hired a Santa and a staff of elves to deliver each of the presents.


Edward had purchased Bella several new pieces of jewelry, which she loved, but he also purchased her a new vacation home in Boston, so that when they visited Sean and Elizabeth they had their own home to stay in.  Sean had called Edward when the house down the road had come up for sale, and Edward quickly purchased it.


Bella had, with Jasper’s help, purchased Edward a new gun.  It was a Holland and Holland “Royal” Deluxe Duty Rifle.  Jasper said she got it for a steal at $220,000.


After Christmas, the houses were, once again, in wedding mode.  Alec and Maggie’s wedding was being held on New Year’s Eve.  A large white tent was set up between Edward and Bella’s and Carlisle and Esme’s home for the reception, while the ceremony was being held at the family church.  Sean and Elizabeth arrived right after Christmas, and were currently staying with Edward and Bella.

Even though it was busy with last minute wedding plans, Bella and Elizabeth enjoyed their time together.  They talked about their pregnancies and their husbands.  Elizabeth told her how excited Sean was that they were having a little girl.  He had come home almost everyday with a new dress and doll.

New Year’s Eve arrived, and Maggie O’Leary was a vision in white as she walked down the aisle to the nervously waiting Alec.  They had written their owns vows to each other, and, by the time they were finished, there was not a dry eye in the church.  The reception was lovely, with lots of food, drinks, and dancing.


Maggie and Alec had been practicing for weeks for their first dance.  They wowed the crowd with their beautifully choreographed waltz.  At midnight, a large fireworks display rang in the new year and the start of Alec and Maggie’s life together.

Edward and Bella stood and watched as the fireworks light up the night sky.  So much had happened this year, but they were looking toward their bright future.


Edward and Bella stayed in their room for the next two days wrapped up in each other arms.  They even had Angela to bring all their meals upstairs, so they wouldn’t have to dress.  Edward was either buried deep inside of Bella hot pussy, or eating her pussy while Bella had Edward’s cock deep down her throat.  If they weren’t fucking or making love, they were talking about what had happened, and how much they were happy to finally put it all behind them.  They were not naïve to think that someone else might cause issues in the future, but, for now, they were enjoying their peace.

The day before Thanksgiving, Bella received a call from the Washington State search and rescue.  They informed her that her father, Charlie Swan, had fallen off the ferry, and they were unable to find his body.  Bella had been briefed on what to say, so she asked how they knew it was her father.  They said they had found his vehicle, his wallet, and an eye witness had seen him fall over.  Bella thanked them for their efforts, and stated she would like to send a note to personally thank them.  The officer gave her the address where she could send the note.

Next, she got a call from the Assistant Chief of Police in Forks.  Ray Wilson really didn’t know much about Charlie Swan’s daughter, other than the fact that he had one.  He never talked about her, and never kept a photograph of her on his desk.  The only picture that was on the Chief’s desk was a dark haired woman.  He once asked Charlie who it was, and he told him the love of his life, his wife, Renee.  Ray expressed his condolences from him and the entire force in Forks.  Bella thanked him, and said she had decided not to have a memorial, but wanted to give Charlie’s life insurance money to the department.  Ray thanked her for her generosity, and told her that she could contact him at any time if she needed anything.

Thanksgiving was spent at Carlisle and Esme’s home.  It was packed full of family members who enjoyed the wonderful food and each other’s company.   Bella was shocked when Seth walked in without a cane.   He had progressed remarkably well, and Dr. Malos believed he would be back to work in a few weeks.


Esme had planned a wonderful traditional Thanksgiving dinner with all the trimmings. Emmett ate so much that Rose had to help him from his chair and into a guest room to lie down for a little while.

After dinner, the men went into the media room, and watched the football game, cheering on the Seahawks, while the women were sitting in Esme’s sunroom talking about Bella’s baby shower.


They decided to wait until the first of February to hold the event.  By then, Sean and Elizabeth’s wedding would have taken place, as well as Alec and Maggie’s.   It was going to grand event with both the family and community invited.  At Bella’s next doctor’s appointment they hoped they would be able find out the sex of the baby.  Edward had been talking to her belly and calling their little bundle of joy Trey.  If, by chance, the baby was a little boy, he would be Carlisle Masen Cullen III or Trey.  Every time Bella tried to tell Edward that it could be a little girl, he refused to even entertain the idea.

The next morning, Carlisle and Esme were in the jet, and en route to Boston.


Esme wanted to be there to ensure that Elizabeth’s wedding would go perfectly as planned.  Edward, Bella, and many of the members of the family would be leaving next Thursday.  Sean had booked hotels around his home so everyone would have a place to stay.  Bella was going to be Elizabeth’s matron of honor while Maggie was going to be a bridesmaid.  Edward was Sean’s best man; Alec was a groomsman.


Instead of a huge wedding with all the families across the country invited, they were holding a small, intimate ceremony, but the reception would be open to all the families.

Sean and Elizabeth both wanted the ceremony where they joined together to be only close family and friends.  Sean knew that, being the Don of the family, it would be expected to invite other crime families to the event, so Esme planned an elaborate reception fit for the head of Irish crime family.   Every detail, from the centerpieces to the décor, was elegant and regal.    The RSVP list was a who’s who in the crime world.   Each family wanted to get on Sean’s good graces.   They knew that he was marrying someone who had extremely close ties to the Cullen-Volturi family, and no one wanted to be on their bad side.

The news of the strength of the Cullen-Volturi family had spread, and, at this point, no family in the country thought they were strong enough to make a play for their territory.  Not only was the family itself strong, but Coven, Inc. had gotten a reputation of professionalism and pure strength.

Edward and Bella had taken care of the family business the first part of the week, and were now getting ready to land in Boston.  As soon as they stepped off the plane, they were met by the advance security detail and a large SUV with darkened windows.    Jasper and Emmett escorted Edward and Bella to the vehicle, and waited until they were safely inside before going back to the plane to get their wives before following in the other vehicle.  Many of the Coven team members who were not on a job had made the trip to be part of Elizabeth’s celebration.  After this weekend, she might be Sean O’Leary’s wife, but she would always be in the hearts of the Coven team.


They arrived at the Boston Harbor Hotel, and quickly checked in.  Sean had book an entire floor just for the Edward, Bella, and their family.  The next few days were filled with dinners and last minute plans.

Tonight was the bachelor and bachelorette parties.   Both were being held in the hotel in separate suites.   Unlike the bachelor party where the alcohol would be flowing, the bachelorette would be, for the most part, alcohol-free, due to the fact that both the bride and matron of honor were pregnant.

Edward was leaning back in the chair with a tumbler of Jameson in one hand and a Cuban cigar in the other.


It felt fucking great to not have someone trying to kill you just for a little while.  Glancing over, he saw that Sean had several empty glasses in front of him, and was currently talking loudly about that Elizabeth had been wearing his dick raw.  Yup, the fucker was drunk.


“Ed, my man, I have been hiding at the office.   I lock my door, and take my pants off so the poor thing can get some air to heal.   However, the day before you arrived, she showed up at the office, begging for my cock.  I quickly came up with the idea that it might be special if we waited to have sex on our wedding night.   Oh my God, she started yelling and screaming that I was fucking someone else because I thought she was fat.”

“What happened next?”  Edward asked.

“Fuck, then she starts crying, I mean really crying, and when I wrapped my arms around her to console her; she reached in, took my motherfucking gun, and pointed it at my dick.”

“Holy shit.”

“She said that if her dick was getting wet in some other pussy, she couldn’t allow that, and would just shoot it off.   I fucking was scared out of my mind.   Never in my life did I beg as much as I did that day.   And you know what she did next?”

Edward shook his head as he tried his best not to laugh, because this sounded just like Bella.   Hell, he had begun hiding her gun and knives.

“She fucking ripped my clothes off, did this fucking ninja move where she took out my legs, and I fell on the floor, where she proceeded to fuck me hard.   I got a damn carpet burn on my ass.   Look.”  Sean said as he stood up pulled down his pants, and turned around for Edward to see.

Carlisle, Michael, and Peter looked over at this point.  They had been enjoying getting to know each other a little more.  Peter had been mending his relationship with his daughter.   There had been great discussion about who walk her down in the aisle, and, in the end, it was agreed that Anthony Servillo would walked her down the aisle, but Peter would do the father of the bride toast at the reception.  She would have a two father/daughter dances: one with Anthony and one with Peter.

“Sean, what the hell are you doing?”  Peter called out.

“Showing Ed my rug burn.”

“Pull your damn pants up, and sit down.”  Peter said.

Sean huffed, and pulled up his pants.  Flopping down in the chair, he grabbed his glass, and took another big drink.  Carlisle, Michael, and Peter walked over and sat down beside Edward and Sean.

“So, Sean, are you getting excited about getting married?”  Carlisle asked.

“Yeah.  Never thought I could love anyone else, but, in walked Elizabeth, and, bang, I forgot all about the other girl.”

“What other girl?”  Peter asked.  He had been around Sean all his life, and never knew about any other girl.

“Damn, I am going to sound like fucking Charlie Brown, but I fell in love with a little redheaded girl when I was like seven years old.”  Sean explained.

Peter tried to remember what Sean could be talking about, and then it hit him.  It must have been the family picnic.

It was summer that Sean was seven years old, and Elizabeth had just turned six.  He hadn’t brought Elizabeth around to many of the events because he was always on detail, and didn’t have time to keep and an eye on her and her baby sister.  But Sean’s father convinced him to bring them to the event.  During the day, Sean came running over to his father crying, holding his bloody nose.  They asked what happened, and he said that a girl hit him.  Peter looked over to where Sean was pointing, and Elizabeth stood with her hands on her hips, just like her mother used to do when she was mad.  He motioned for her to come over, and she stomped over. 

“Lizzy, what is the meaning of this?”  Peter asked.

“He deserved it.”  Lizzy huffed.

“I did not.”  Sean barked.

“YES, YOU DID!”  Lizzy yelled.

“NO, I DIDN’T!”  Sean screamed even louder.

“Sean. stop that this minute.  Now tell me what happened, Lizzy.”  Sean’s father asked.

“He came over, and said I was pretty, and he liked my red hair.  Then he pulled my pigtail, and then he kissed me, and gave me cooties.  So, I socked him one.” 


Sean’s father and Peter couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Son, why did you do that?”

Sean’s head was down, and he was moving dirt with his foot. 

“Sean?”  His father asked sternly.

“I think she is cute, and I love her.”  Sean whispered.

“Oh.  Well, it is not nice to pull little girls’ hair, and kiss them without permission.  Now apologize, and then go take her to get an ice cream cone.”

“I’m sorry.”  Sean mumbled.

“Fine, but I want strawberry.”  Lizzy sassed.

Sean smiled, and they took off toward to the table where the ice cream was.  A little while later, they were found walking across the field holding hands.

Coming out of his thoughts, Peter replied “Sean, are you talking about the little redheaded girl at the picnic that hit you in the nose?”

“Yeah, never saw much of her after that, but, damn, I loved her for years.”

Peter threw his head back, and bully laughed.  When he finally was able to catch his breath, he leaned over to Sean, and slapped him on the knee.  “Son, that little redhead was Elizabeth.”

Sean’s eye grew large, and his mouth fell open.  “You mean my Elizabeth was the little redhead girl?”  Sean stuttered.


“Well, fuck me.”  Sean exclaimed.

“But I thought your dick was sore?”  Edward questioned, chuckling at his friend.

“Fucking asshole.”  Sean said, before bursting out in laughter.  All the years he had thought about that fiery little redhead, and now he was going to married her.  Fuck, he had a great life.



While the guys were getting drunk, the women were enjoying their time together, spilling the dirt on their men.  When the subject turned to sex, Maggie turned a bright shade of red.

“Maggie, are you all right?”  Bella asked.

“Yes.”  She said softly.


Alice smiled wickedly, she had three, no, four glasses of champagne.   “So Maggie, tell us about Alec.   Is he great in bed?   I mean, the quiet types usually are.  Jasper is so quiet in public, but, damn, he is a wild tiger in bed.”

“I don’t know.”  Maggie whispered.

“What do you mean?   You have been engaged for a while now.”  Alice asked.

“We haven’t made love.”

“Why?”  Rose questioned.

“Alec wants to wait until our wedding night.  But…”  Maggie responded, holding back her true feelings.

“What is it Maggie?”  Bella asked worriedly.  Was she wondered what was wrong with Maggie and Alec?  She had so wrapped up with the baby, work, getting Edward better, and, finally, Charlie, that she hadn’t spent any quality of time with either of them.

Maggie looked up at Bella, and willed her nerves to settle down.  She didn’t want to complain, but, damn it, she was so frustrated.  By the look of concern in Bella’s face, she knew she was only worried about her and Alec.  “I don’t want to wait.  I am so worked up that I think I will bust.   We kiss and touch, outside the clothes, never underneath, and I can tell that he is excited, because, oh my God, I can see the huge bulge in his pants, but when I try to go further, he stops me every time. I have had so many cold showers over the last few months.”

“So, why does he want to wait?”  Bella asked.

“Because of what happened all those years ago.  Don’t get me wrong I appreciate the fact that he is caring about that, but I am ready to get on with my life with him.  He is everything I could ever want or need in a man.”

Bella came over, sat beside Maggie, and wrapped her arm around her.  “Maggie, you only have a few weeks left to go, and I can understand your frustration.  My advice is go see Rose’s shop.  Hell, we are having your bridal shower next weekend, and we can make sure you get some devices that will take care of your needs until your wedding night.”

“You would do that for me?”  Maggie cried.

“Rose, do you know if you have gotten in any really naughty devices at your shop lately?”  Bella asked.

Rose smirked, then a naughty gleam appeared in her eyes.  “I ordered some really wonderful new stuff from a new provider, and the girls in the shop say they are flying off the shelves.  When we get back to Seattle, I say we have a girls’ day, and do some serious shopping.”

After making Maggie feel better, the rest of the evening was filled with laughter and stories of their men.


The day of the wedding was surprising clear, but bitter cold.   The wedding ceremony was held, and there was not a dry eye in the church.  Sean O’Leary may be a big, badass Don, however, his voice cracked more than once as he said his vows to Elizabeth.

She looked like a princess in her ballgown with floral beading and crystals and a cathedral lace veil.


The lace had been part of her mother and her grandmother’s veil.  She was carrying a locket with a picture of her mother on one side, and her sister, Lisa, on the other.  Bella was moved by the ceremony.  The love that Elizabeth and Sean had for each other was very evident.  As they were saying their vows to each other, Bella didn’t break eye contact with Edward.  His bright green eyes blazed with love and want.  After the ceremony and pictures, the wedding party was in the vehicles traveling back to the hotel for the reception.

“You look fucking beautiful in that dress, but I can’t wait to get you out of it, and fuck you.”  Edward whispered in Bella’s ear, and proceeded to lick the rim of her ear.

“Don’t do that.  You know that I am only hanging on by a thin thread.”  Bella whispered harshly.

Edward chuckled, and leaned back in the seat.  It was going to be a fun night.

Esme had done an unbelievable job on the reception.  It was hard to believe she had pulled something off so grand and elegant in just four weeks, and from three thousand miles away.  The focal point of the room was the step up to the wedding party table that had an overhang of snow covered branches, crystal snowflakes, and a line of chandeliers.  Elizabeth had selected to have a range of flowers in different colors.  On the end was the massive, nine tier wedding cake, sitting on a round table covered in elegant pink satin tablecloth.  Each tier of the cake was decorated with fondant flowers, edible crystals, and edible gold.  Sean and Elizabeth had selected a different flavor cake for each layer, but the top layer would be Sean’s favorite, carrot cake.


Once the wedding party was announced, and seated at their table, the meal was served.  It was a delicious dinner of Prime rib, steamed vegetables, roasted potatoes, and buttery soft yeast rolls.  The guests oohed and ahhed at the wonderful dinner.  Sean and Elizabeth cut the cake, then the waiters and waitresses served the guests a slice.

During this time, the heads of the family came up to the table, paid their respects, and handed Sean a white envelope.  Sean would hand them to his Capo, who made sure they were secure.  After they paid their respects, they also came and said hello to Edward and Bella.  The other families in the country knew that the Cullen-Volturi family was the most powerful family in the country, and, knowing they have such a strong connection to Sean, made them even more so.

Edward kept caressing Bella’s leg under the table, and, every time she would look at him, he would lick his lips, and moan.  He knew that he was playing with fire, and he hoped that they would be consumed by the blaze of passion later on.  Finally, the reception was over, and Sean and Elizabeth were off to their honeymoon at Sean’s mountain retreat. Edward swept Bella up and his arms, and rushed to their room.  The fire of their desire blazed the rest of the night and into the wee hours of the morning.  Damn, what a fucking great wedding.