Cold Blooded Deception
“COME FOR ME, NOW!” Edward demanded, thrusting deep inside Bella one last time, releasing stream after stream of hot cum into her, tight wet pussy.
“YES, YES, YES!” Bella demanded, falling over the edge as the powerful orgasm rocked through her. Collapsing on Edward’s chest, she slipped into blissful sleep.
Edward held her against his chest, trying to regain some strength from his own powerful orgasm. They had been going like this almost non-stop for the last three days. The only time they left the bed was to get food or use the bathroom. They would nap in between sessions, though Bella was the one who awoke first, initiating the next round. Fuck, she had swiftly attacked him in the back of the limo as they left the church, dropping to her knees in front of him and pushing up his tartan.
“I fucking knew you were commando under this,” she groaned, licking her lips.
Before he could answer her, she had her mouth wrapped around his cock, sucking and licking. He would never forget the sight before him and just when he thought it couldn’t get any better, she relaxed her throat and took him entirely in her mouth. “Fuck, baby, I am about to come.” Looking down into her molten chocolate eyes, he came hard. His sexy wife swallowed every drop and when she was done, she licked her lips and hummed with satisfaction.
He had no idea that for the next three days, she wanted him non-stop. Looking at her face, he saw that she had fallen asleep. Carefully moving her off, he slid out of her slick heat and groaned. Fuck, he was sore. In his entire life, his cock had never been aching from overuse.
“Hmm, Edward,” Bella moaned in her sleep.
Usually, he would be turned on by her moaning his name, only right now he needed to find some relief. He was slipping out of bed, careful not to wake her from her slumber. As he took a step, he had to suppress a groan. Damn, it fucking hurt. Hobbling towards the bathroom, he gently took his cock in his hand as he took a piss.
“Holy fucking shit,” he groaned under his breath.
Once he was done, he went back into the bedroom, finding a pair of soft, roomy sleep pants and he slipped them on and picked up his cell phone. Taking one more glance at Bella, he had to stifle back a laugh. She was lying on her side, with her mouth open and drool dripping alongside her lips. Her hair looked like a flock of birds had taken up nesting within its long locks. Despite everything, she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever met. Stepping out of the room, he closed the door and went to the kitchen to get something to drink. As he passed the window, he saw that the storm that they had been calling for had finally hit. Getting closer, he saw that the forecasters had underestimated this storm. Fuck, it was going to be a bad one. Looking up at the clock, he saw that it was already five o’clock. Damn, they had been at it for over four hours. No wonder his cock was sore. He was heading towards the kitchen when his phone began to ring. Looking at it, he saw that it was Jasper and he knew something had to be terribly wrong. As soon as he answered, he heard the gunshots in the background.
“Jasper,” Edward said, hoping that he was okay.
“Skipper, we have a major problem. We are under attack at the south end and it is snowing so fucking bad the visibility is almost nil,” Jasper rushed out, as he continued to take aim and fire.
“Is Emmett there?” Edward asked.
“Yeah. However, we are outmanned and outgunned. Whoever they are, the bastards are heavily armed,” Jasper answered.
“Fuck. I will get there as soon as I can with reinforcements,” Edward advised.
“That sounds,” Jasper began, then the phone went dead.
“Jasper, Jasper. Are you there?” Edward asked, his voice increasing with each word. When he heard nothing, he called back and the number just rang.
Edward quickly began calling Emmett, but he got the recording that the circuits were busy and to try your call later. Fuck that shit. Walking over to the table, he picked up the house phone and dialed the security office. “Yes, Skipper,” Royce answered.
“We have a situation. Call up the rest of my detail and pull three from Bella’s detail. Have them ready to leave in ten minutes,” Edward commanded.
“Will do,” Royce verified with a smile. He made the calls, but instead of three of Bella’s detail, he pulled four. His plan was working and mother nature was helping.
Edward went back into the bedroom to wake Bella. He was going to take her to his parent’s house before going to the docks. Though in this weather, it would take forever and his brothers might not have that long. Looking down at her, he had to make the decision that was best for her and their children. She had to be protected above all others. Sitting down on the bed, he swiped the hair that had fallen over her eyes.
Bella opened her eyes and was delighted that the first thing she saw was her husband. “Hey,” she said, her voice gravely and still full of sleep.
“Hey. I hated waking you, but we have a situation and I need to get you to the mansion,” Edward advised, never taking his eyes off her.
Bella sat up, grabbing hold of the sheet to keep it from falling. “What is wrong?” She begged, knowing from the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes that something was severely wrong.
“There is a situation down at the docks,” Edward replied.
“It’s bad, isn’t it?”
“Yes. So, please get up and get dressed. We need to leave ASAP,” Edward shared. “And bundle up, it is snowing outside.”
Bella jumped from the bed and looked out the window. It wasn’t just snowing, it was a blizzard. Turning back to Edward, she said. “It is going to take forever to get to the mansion and you to get back to docks. Why don’t I just stay here?”
“No. I don’t want you to be alone,” Edward growled.
“Stop growling. I have been alone before,” Bella snapped.
“That was before you were pregnant and my wife.”
Bella could tell by his expression that he wasn’t going to budge. “How about if I go down and stay with Alice and Rose?”
Edward was about to say no, yet this wasn’t a bad idea. Three of her guards would be on duty and Garrett was just down the hall if needed. “Alright, but you have to stay there until I get back.”
Bella walked over and reached up and gave him a quick kiss. “I promise.”
Fifteen minutes later, they walked into the girls’ apartment where they were met with two excited women.
“GIRLS NIGHT!” Rose exclaimed, clapping her hands.
“We stocked up before the storm, so we have plenty of snacks and there is a series on Netflix that we have wanted to start,” Alice advised.
“Well, I am going to get going,” Edward murmured before pulling Bella into a tight hug. They had decided not to tell Alice and Rose about the situation at the dock until Edward knew more. There was no use in everyone being worried.
“You come back to me,” Bella whispered into his chest.
“I will. I fucking love you so much, baby,” Edward disclosed, hating the fact that he had to leave her, but he had a responsibility to the family.
“I love you too,” Bella replied as she fought back the tears.
Breaking away, he walked towards the door. “Lock this behind me and turn on the alarm.”
“Aye, aye, Captain,” Alice giggled, giving him a salute.
“It’s Skipper,” Edward said, giving her a wink and walking out the door. Once he got outside, he saw that Cora, Claire, and Embry were on duty in the hall. One was standing by the door while the other two were stationed near the elevator and stairs entrance. “We are on high alert, so make sure you stay on your toes.”
“We will, Skipper,” Cora answered.
Edward got into the elevator and before he pushed the button, he took one last look at the door that had his heart behind it. Taking a deep breath, he pushed the ground button and began to mentally prepare himself for battle. When he reached the garage, the SUVs were running and ready to go. Jumping into the back, they headed out into the storm and towards the dock.
Bella, Rose, and Alice had just finished their facials and were currently watching the Netflix series.
“Damn, this is good,” Alice mumbled with a mouth full of ice cream.
“Yeah,” Rose agreed, as her thoughts went to Emmett and the things the man could do with his tongue, which made her squirm.
Suddenly, Alice’s cell phone began to ring. Picking it up and looking down at the number, she recognized it as her boutique building manager. “Good evening, Alistair.”
“Miss Brandon, I hate to be the bearer of bad news. However, your shop is on fire,” he stated.
Alice jumped to her feet. “OH MY GOD!” She screamed. “Is the fire department there?”
“Yes, but it looks awful,” Alistair stated.
“I’ll be right there,” Alice rushed and disconnected the call before Alistair could say anymore. “My shop is on fire.”
“Holy Hell,” Rose gasped.
“I’ve got to go,” Alice rushed out as she began to run towards her bedroom to get dressed.
“We’re coming too,” Bella called out, chasing after Alice.
“Oh no, you are not. Edward would have our heads. You can’t go out in that weather,” Rose commented, shaking her head.
“But Alice shouldn’t go out there alone,” Bella responded, knowing that Alice would need support. Hell, if it was happening to her, she knew she would love to have the help.
Rose thought for a quick moment. “Bella, your guard is stationed outside. So why don’t you stay here and I will go with Alice. Once we find out what is happening and how bad things are outside, we will call you.”
“Damn it. I am pregnant, not an invalid,” Bella groaned.
“We know, sweetie, but you are carrying some very special cargo,” Rose explained, placing her hand on Bella’s stomach.
“Fine,” Bella huffed.
Ten minutes later, Alice and Rose were bundled up and heading out the door. As they rushed out the door, they were lost in their thoughts about the situation and didn’t pay any attention to the hallway.
Bella locked the door behind her friends and turned on the alarm. Still upset about not being able to go, she decided to bake a pan of her famous brownies. Alice and Rose loved them. She knew where all the cooking utensils and baking pans were, and quickly had the gooey batch mixed up and was waiting for the oven to preheat. Her thoughts were constantly on the fire and Edward. Damn, it was a stressful night and with that thought, her boys decided to give her a kick.
“Oh boys, that was strong,” she chuckled, rubbing where she had felt the kick.
Suddenly the lights went out in the apartment. Bella turned to the switch and flipped it, yet nothing happened. “Well, damn,” she groaned. Looking out, she couldn’t tell if it was just their building or it was the entire building. She needed to get to her phone and try to contact Alice or Rose. Feeling around the kitchen island, she couldn’t find it. It was then she remembered that she had left it in the living. Using her hands, she began to feel around the island and towards the living room, trying to remember where each piece of furniture was placed.
Shuffling her feet, Bella slowly made her way out of the kitchen and down the hall to the living room. Just as she turned to walk into the living room, someone grabbed her from behind and placed a cloth over her mouth. Fighting with all the strength, she had to get away from the attacker, yet she felt herself fall into a dark sleep.
Royce couldn’t help but chuckle when Bella finally succumbed to the ether. His plan had gone off without a hitch. Eleazar’s men had attacked the south docks with an all-out assault. Royce knew that Edward would go to help his brothers when they were under such a massive attack. Then Edward gave the order to pull guard from Bella’s detail and he knew that that mistake was going to be his downfall. It was easy for him to pull the Embry at the last moment from the detail and hide until the convoy of vehicles took off for the docks.
Taking out his phone, he called the cell phone that was attached to the bomb in the dress shop. Getting on the elevator, he traveled to the level that was five floors down from the chick’s floor. Taking the stairs the last five floors, he was in the stairwell when he used his phone once again to take out the power to the floor. Edward never knew that his father had once been a well sought out computer genius and had passed along his knowledge to his son. There was nothing he couldn’t do to a computer and inserting a program to shut off the power was a piece of cake.
When the lights went out, Royce opened the door and slipped into the hallway. Coming up behind Claire, he quickly injected her with a sleep agent in the neck while holding her body. When she was out, he quietly drugged her lifeless body out of sight. Eleazar had given him a liquid form of one hundred percent pure cocaine and the dose he injected was a death sentence. The next part was the trickiest. He stepped out and called out to Cora.
“Cora, it’s Royce,” he said.
“Royce, what is going on with the lights?” She asked.
“I don’t know. I was just up at the Skipper’s apartment and everything went black. It must be because of the storm. Is Bella secure?” He asked, stepping closer to Cora, hoping she would notice that Claire was gone.
“Do you know if the security system is on a battery back?” Cora questioned. Mark had put her on door duty and she would stay here until someone relieved her.
“It is,” he answered, taking the last step to the front of the door. “Has she come out?”
“Good,” Royce muttered, turning, he grasped Cora around the neck and plunged the needle in.
“Royce,” Cora cried out, just before her body slipped under the drug.
Leaving her body on the ground, he used the key that he had made when Bella gave him the key weeks ago. He had used the clay palmer to make an impression of the key and she had given him the code to the alarm.
Once Royce deactivated the alarm, he slipped on his night-vision goggles and went on search for the bitch who had been preventing him from getting his money. He looked around the living room and when he didn’t see her, he headed towards the kitchen. He heard her before he saw her. She was shuffling her feet across the hardwood floor and she was coming towards him. Taking a step back, he put his back flush against the wall, took out the cloth, and waited. When she was in the perfect position, he grabbed her and placed the cloth over her mouth. She fought like a wildcat, but he was stronger.
Once she was out, he placed her on the couch and made the call. “I’ve got her.”
“Good. Take her to the hanger and board the jet. When you are on board, you can tie her up,” Eleazer instructed with a sinister grin. His precious daughter was going to get the man of her dreams and he was going to be the most powerful man on the east coast.
Hanging up, he made the next call to the man who would make sure the bitch never returned to New York. “Charlie, we got her and as soon as the weather breaks, she will be on her way to you.”
“Great and did you find out the question I asked?” Charlie quizzed as his heart began to race.
“Yes. They are boys,” Eleazar answered.
“Good, very good,” Charlie murmured. He was finally getting the sons he rightfully deserved.