Chapter 5
In a dark, back alley of Port Angeles, a group of men was drunkenly laughing while harassing a lovely young woman that was passing by. She begged for them to stop, but that only made them laugh harder. When she felt that there was no one man enough to help her, she heard the sound of hope emanate from the darkness beyond.
"Such contempt, such villainy. How can anyone hope to find peace when the inmates are running the asylum?
One of the scumbags pulled out a handgun and grabbed the woman. Holding the gun to her head, he looked nervously back and forth, hoping to spot the one talking.
"Just walk away, guy!" another one yelled out, pulling out a switchblade.
"How can there be justice when good men stand by and do nothing?" they heard the sweet voice of their harasser.
"Where is that voice coming from?!" another one yelled out frightened, looking around the darkened alley in a panic.
"It is everywhere … and it is nowhere …"
"SHOW YOURSELF!"
Suddenly, as if the shadows themselves took form, her savior stepped into the light.
What they saw was an out-of-shape, white man with a black trenchcoat, a neckbeard, a gray fedora, and a katana at his side.
"BAAAAAAAAHAHAHA!" they all laughed, slapping their knees and hugging each other while trying to keep from falling down. When they had finally gotten a good laugh, the leader pushed the woman to the side, and she fell to the cold, hard ground.
Pointing his gun directly at him, he said menacingly, "You should have stayed at home, hero. Any last words?"
They saw only the slightest of nods. "To those who are about to die, I tip my fedora to you."
They burst out laughing again, including the leader. "Just finish him, Johnny," one said, slapping his friend on the shoulder.
Johnny squeezed the trigger. As gunfire echoed throughout the alley, they saw only the flash of bullets meeting metal. The katana spun through the air with such speed and grace that they were sure it was cutting through space and time itself. Clangs rang off the brick walls and sparks shot in every direction as the fedora-wearing vigilante sliced every bullet to pieces.
"What the …" was the last thing that they heard Johnny say as a katana blade exploded through his back, coated in blood. As Johnny fell to his knees, his killer was revealed, fire blazing in his eyes as he pulled his katana from his chest.
"You son of a …" the man with the knife yelled as he charged forward, intent on avenging his fallen brethren. As he swung his knife, the vigilante countered with an uppercut with the blade, removing his knife-wielding hand before swinging low and removing his leg at the knee.
As blood sprayed out, he fell to the ground and slid down the alley floor. He screamed in agony while his severed hand landed only feet away.
While his friends watched in horror, one was roundhouse kicked in the chest, sending him flying to the ground. Before another could react, their attacker was moving. He ran and jumped off the alley wall and kicked him in the face, sending him crashing into a pile of garbage bags. The last one looked on and screamed as he ran off in fright.
"M'Lady, you are safe now," she heard him say. Looking up, she could see the moonlight glinting off of his greasy, unwashed hair. She had never been so turned on in her life. As he helped her up, she caught movement out of the corner of her eye.
"Watch out!" she yelled in terror, just as one of the downed men had gotten up and pulled out a gun and fired. Before she could even yell, her savior was in front of her. She jerked as a loud clang rang through her ears. When her head cleared, he was holding his blade in the sexiest way possible. She watched as the armed gunman looked down just as his shirt began to turn red, and he fell to the floor. The bullet had ricocheted off of the sword and had struck the gunman, she realized!
Unable to control herself, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him harder than he had ever been kissed.
"Was that really necessary?" Edward huffed as Emmett was holding his stomach laughing.
In place of the fedora man was Harry, smiling happily. The girl and the attackers were all gone.
"I said that we could just take the next alley," he said, annoyed. He had read their minds and knew that they weren't good men. He didn't want to bring Bella near them.
"Bleughhhh!" Bella threw up against the wall.
"Now see what you've done!"
Harry chuckled and tossed him a bottle of Pepto Bismol. "She'll be fine in a minute."
"Did you really kill those men?" Bella asked as she gagged from the gruesome display.
"They're fine. They'll wake up tomorrow alive and healthy and think that it was all a horrible nightmare. Hopefully, they'll learn a lesson from the experience," Harry told her.
"Was the girl even real?" Emmett asked, his arm around Rosalie's waist.
"No. I just wanted to see how those men would act. Not very nice, if I'm being honest. They're lucky that I'm in a forgiving mood tonight," Harry told them.
"Would you please act right?!" Bella pleaded, walking up to his side. "I asked you to come to the movies with us so that they could get to know you."
"Bella, that is the real me. That's how I always act. You know that," Harry rolled his eyes.
"I know … but could you at least hold off on your murderous tendencies … please," she said, and when he saw her big, brown eyes, he couldn't resist.
"Fine," he huffed. "No more murders tonight," Harry agreed. "Now drink that Pepto."
Bella shook her head. "I don't like how it tastes."
Harry shook his head and snapped his fingers. Bella immediately held her belly and looked happier. "Thanks. I feel better now." Harry handed her a bottle of mouthwash.
"To get rid of the vomit taste," Harry told her. As she gargled, Emmett chimed in.
"Will we ever see the sword guy again?" he asked eagerly.
"Let me tell you. The Fedora Samurai Simp is the hero that this world needs … but doesn't deserve," Harry told them, staring out into the night sky and earning a snort from several.
Immortals
After they had finished the movie, they went out to eat. Even though Bella was the only one that actually needed food, Harry still ate with her so that she wouldn't feel weird about being the only one eating.
Once they finished, they went back to Forks to call it a night. It was getting late and Charlie would surely want her home soon. As Edward drove her home, Harry was hanging out inside of the Cullen house, sipping on his cherry ICEE. Rosalie eyed the red, frozen drink.
"I've always wondered what those tasted like. Unfortunately, all human food smells like dirt to me," she said. Harry placed it on the table and slid it to her.
"Try it out," he told her. She shook her head.
"It'll just taste bad. I've tried human food before," Rosalie replied. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Just try," he repeated. She looked at him warily and lifted up the paper cup. Wrapping her plump lips around the plastic straw, she sucked in slightly and drank down the smallest amount. Instantly, her eyes widened, and she looked at the cup in wonder.
"That tastes incredible! How is it possible?" she asked, sucking down some more.
"I'm tricking your mind to know how it really tastes. Don't worry, I'm vanishing it before it goes into your belly," Harry explained.
"That's amazing!" she said happily. "Hey …" she complained as Emmett took the cup from her. He quickly drank some down before spitting it out and gagging.
"That tastes like crap!" he exclaimed. Harry just smiled. Rosalie looked between them and laughed hard. Harry chuckled.
"Go ahead and taste it again. I'll be good," he promised. With a little more caution, he drank some down and found that he too liked it greatly.
As they drank their treats, Harry asked, "So where are the others? Jasper, Alice, and your parents."
"Alice and Jasper went out hunting tonight, then they decided to spend some alone time after. They'll be back in the morning. Carlisle and Esme went out on a boat trip. They'll be back in the morning as well," Rosalie explained. Harry smiled to himself. That technically was true, but still dishonest. Rosalie actually wanted to talk to him without the others present and asked them to make themselves scarce.
"So … is there anything that you two would like to talk about?" he suddenly asked, making Rosalie freeze. She sighed.
"You already know?" she asked, setting down her ICEE.
"Of course," Harry replied.
"We wanted to talk about the pregnancy thing," the beautiful blonde confessed.
"Emmett and I have been talking almost nonstop about it. He knows how much it would mean to me, but …"
"It would cause problems. Mainly because it would mean another man being physical with you," Harry finished. "Understandable."
"Yeah," Emmett joined in. "Just the thought of another guy touching her ... " he drifted off. Rosalie touched his forearm in a loving way.
Harry nodded. "First of all, even if you both agreed, I'm not sure that I would. When you consider how long that I've actually existed, having children is extremely rare for me. It doesn't happen often," he told them.
"Also, even though it may not make a difference, I'm not technically a man. I shed my humanity a long time ago. I'm neither man nor woman. I exist as energy … a soul. When I take a human form ...," he indicated to what he was now. "... it naturally comes out as male because that's what I was originally born as. It's what I see myself as."
"That's not the only concern. There's the time that I would have to be away from him," Rosalie added.
"And no offense, but what if you decided that you suddenly loved her and wanted her for yourself?" Emmett asked.
"As for the time, I wouldn't worry about that. While affecting the flow of time on a large scale is a bad idea, I could put a sort of Time Bubble around the house so that time moves much faster within. Several months could pass on the inside while only days pass on the outside," Harry explained. This had Rose's eyes widening.
Harry turned to Emmett. "My emotions are much more muted than a human's. While I can feel things like love and anger, they don't control my actions. I don't really feel things like jealousy or envy. There's no chance that I would try to keep her for myself. There would be no need for that."
"And you wouldn't be open to helping me?" Rosalie asked, looking at him with sad eyes. Harry almost turned away. His one weakness was seeing sadness in a pair of big, beautiful eyes. One of his past wives had figured that out and would use it to convince him to do damn near anything. Harry sighed. The things he did for a beautiful face. Perhaps he was the true simp.
"Fine. If you decide to go that route, I'll help you," Harry told them while standing up. "Now, if you'll excuse me," he excused himself before disappearing. He reappeared above their large house and took a lazy flight around the area. He inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent of rain and pine needles.
He flew around taking in the view of the mountains in the distance before hearing a loud howl. Flying toward the noise, he saw a large, gray wolf running through the forest. Harry already knew about the pack of shapeshifters that lived nearby. He had even spied on them a bit. This particular wolf was smaller than the others, but faster. Judging from her thought patterns, she was a female. That was a bit surprising. All of the others were male. Deciding to have a bit of fun, he dropped down.
Immortals
Leah Clearwater was not having a good time. Only recently, she had phased for the first time and scared her father so much that he had a heart attack and died. If that wasn't bad enough, her younger brother phased right after her. To add icing to the cake, she was now the only female wolf and had to share a brain with her former lover who had imprinted and left her for her cousin, Emily. It was worse than those old, cheesy soap operas that her mother loved to watch.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, something began rising from a cold, mountain stream. Looking closer, she saw that it was a man. It was the most handsome man that she had ever seen. As he rose from the water, she could see him dripping from every muscle on his body. He was only wearing a tight pair of swim shorts as he used both hands to brush the wet hair from his face, and he tilted his head back and closed his eyes. She didn't know what had come over her, but she could swear that he was illuminated in a way that showed every inch of his glorious body. And was it her, or was the song Unchained Melody subtly playing in the background. As she heard the words, "Ohhh, my love, my darling", her tongue was hanging out of her mouth as she panted heavily.
Suddenly, he was gone. She looked from side to side when a hand slapped her wolfy rump. She yelped and thought, "What the hell?"
Turning around, she saw the man completely dressed and smiling.
"If you want a taste of this doggy treat, then you better catch me first," he teased and took off running into the forest. He was faster than she thought possible. Shaking her head, she growled. She'd teach him a lesson for spanking her wolf ass! As fast as possible, Leah tore after him into the dead of night.
Chapter 6
Leah Clearwater panted while in her wolf form. While she was the smallest of the pack, she was also the fastest. Her speed really showed as she tore through the forest chasing her prey. The good-looking guy was keeping two steps ahead of her the entire time. Sometimes he would let her get close, only to turn his head and smirk before picking up speed again. Just ahead, she saw him take a flying leap over a river canyon that cut between two rocky hills. Following his footsteps, she too jumped as she reached the edge. The jump was far, and she was barely able to make it. As she landed, she didn't see or hear him.
Trying to calm her ragged breathing, she listened for him. She heard nothing to give away his location. No breaking of twigs, no heavy breathing, nothing. Leah took the time to get her head straight. 'Who was that guy?' she thought to herself. At first, she thought that he might be a vampire, but that wasn't right. He was beautiful like one, even more, beautiful if she were being honest. But he didn't look like a bloodsucker. He didn't have the paleness that the Cullens did, nor did he have the strange colored eyes. There was also his scent. To her, vampires smelled like a mixture of sickly sweet vomit and dead rats. The man that she was chasing smelled incredible. She couldn't describe it. It was like a mixture of every scent that she loved. If she could, she would wrap herself around him and fall asleep while smelling him. That's how good it was to her.
Where he had come from, she didn't know. She didn't know where he had disappeared to either. Sniffing around the area, she couldn't even pick up a scent trail from him. That shouldn't be possible. With her senses and his incredible smell, she should be able to track him from miles away. He was nowhere to be found. Calming down, she fazed back to her human form. The chilliness of the air didn't bother her naked body thanks to the ever-present fever that burned through her. Both she and the other wolves found it easier to think things through while in human form. There was also the bonus of keeping the rest of those idiots out of her mind. Looking around for any clues, she spotted what appeared to be a freshly broken branch on the ground. She walked up to it and bent down to pick it up.
"Nice ass!" a heavenly-sounding voice rang out through the quiet forest.
"EEEK!" Leah cried out in embarrassment, covering her ass with both hands and turning it away from him. Unfortunately, she forgot that she was nude and ended up showing him a lot more than her ass.
"HUBBA! HUBBA!" he cried out happily, checking out her sexy figure.
Leah's wide eyes landed on the man that she had been chasing. For a moment, she forgot the compromised position that she was in and just feasted on the beauty that he radiated. Her heart rate increased as did her breathing. When he smiled at her, she felt her face flush completely red. Thankfully, around this time she remembered her nakedness and squeaked in embarrassment, covering herself up.
"That's a shame," he said. "I was enjoying the view." Leah's eyes narrowed.
"I bet you were, Pervert," she replied, shielding herself from his gaze.
"Me? A pervert?" he scoffed. "I wasn't the one chasing a half-naked man around the woods."
She was about to reply with a snappy comeback but was cut off. "But you're right. It isn't right letting you stand there naked while I get to check you out. You should have the same opportunity." Before she could say anything, she was greeted with the finest example of masculinity that she had ever seen.
Her eyes happily slid over his body, taking in each and every muscle. When her eyes landed between his legs, she gasped while her legs nearly gave out. Hanging low was the largest cock that she had ever seen. Not even in the pornos that she and her friends used to watch and giggle at did she ever see one that big and thick. It was hanging half-erect like it was just waiting for her to finish bringing it to life. Without thinking, she traveled the short distance that was keeping them apart. First, her hands softly landed on his sides. She felt the warmth radiating from her perfect skin as her hands climbed higher. As her hands drifted over his pecs, she could feel the rock-hard muscles slightly flexing underneath his delicate skin. Meanwhile, she forgot that she was equally nude and was basically inviting him to touch her as well, something that he was only too happy to accept.
His hands started by resting on her flared hips. Giving them a squeeze, he allowed one hand to drift down and over her smooth thigh while the other climbed up her ribs and onto her soft, perky breast.
Leah shivered as his big hand encased her soft breast. Her eyes fluttered as he slowly massaged it while his other hand slipped between her thighs. When his fingers touched her rapidly moistening pussy, she couldn't take it anymore. She needed it right then and there. Almost instantly, she moved her hands down his chest and over his tightly muscled abs. When her prize was finally reached, she took it in both hands. Leah marveled at the way that her fingertips couldn't even touch. Not only that but there was room for at least another hand on the beast hanging between his muscled legs. She wasted no time and started slowly working his cock to full hardness. When she heard him softly moan, Leah smiled to herself, happy that she could bring a sex god like him any kind of pleasure. Her hands began to move faster, starting at the base of his monstrous meat and sliding all the way up until only the head was poking out.
Pleasured moans and squeals escaped her lovely lips as his hand played with her sloppy wet pussy. She suddenly squeaked in surprise when his strong hands grabbed her by the ass and lifted her up. Her legs instinctively parted, and soon, her wet, naked pussy was pressed against his six-pack. What he was doing was quickly answered when his lips started tasting the coppery skin of her chest. Biting her lip sexily, she gasped and mewled as his lips peppered her medium-sized breasts. Leah wiggled around trying to stuff her hard nipple into his mouth when he took pity on her. Latching onto the hard nub, he added suction just as his tongue touched the tip.
Leah's eyes widened as she threw her head back and screamed. His tongue was vibrating around her nipple as his finger touched her asshole. She didn't know what he did, but it felt as if bolts of pure pleasure started at her asshole and quickly traveled throughout her body. When it finally reached her hard, sensitive clit, she shuddered and started grinding herself on him.
Harry smirked into her nipple as she rubbed herself on him. He could feel beads of her arousal dripping down his belly and onto his cock. The girl was wet and ready for more. Lowering her body a bit, the length of his cock rested against her soaked slit as he pushed her back against a tree. Leah was shuddering and grabbing his cock, trying to stuff it into herself. He pulled his hips back enough so that she could place the head inside of her burning hot slit. Once it was in, he didn't bother going slow. He knew that she was more than human and could easily take a good, rough fucking. As he slammed all the way in, another feminine scream left her pretty lips while her eyes widened dramatically. His cock rubbed every single pleasurable spot that she possessed at the same time. When his cock slid across her g-spot, Leah's body began to tremble, and when it rammed into her cervix, Leah's pussy clamped down on him.
He groaned into the side of her slender neck as her tight walls enveloped him. She was so incredibly wet that it made it easy to continuously penetrate her despite the insane level of tightness that he was experiencing. The best part was the sheer amount of heat that was radiating from her groin. It felt incredible to pull out, only to push back in and feel the hot wetness coat his cock. Unable to stop himself, he began to piston faster and faster.
Leah was hiding her face on his shoulder while trying not to make stupid noises. It was very difficult though. Every time that his cock was batter her sensitive g-spot, her pussy would flutter over his fat member. Her back was being pressed hard into the rough bark of a pine tree while being brutally fucked. If she were a normal human, she'd be in some serious pain. Luckily, she could handle a bit of pain that would soon fade away. Just then, his cock hit her cervix again, and she opened her mouth to yell out an expletive. Harry had other ideas. He claimed her lips and began sucking on her hot tongue while one hand slipped between her cheeks and started toying with her asshole. All the while, his huge cock stretched her poor pussy beyond anything that she had ever felt. She had always thought that Sam was big, but he was nothing compared to this man. Leah shivered and thrashed in his grasp. Her hands gripped his broad shoulders, and she felt the hard muscles hidden beneath his delicious-looking skin.
Wanting to taste that lovely skin, she kissed and nipped at his shoulder as her pussy creamed his thick, thrusting cock. A shuddered breath escaped her lips as her hard nipples rubbed against his wide chest. It was too much stimulation coming from too many places at the same time. Her pussy squeezed his cock tightly, and when his finger hit her asshole with the same pleasure-inducing power as before, she damn near blacked out. Screaming at the top of her lungs, her pussy exploded and sent her juices spraying out all over his body. She was thrashing so hard that she was surprised that she didn't go flying out of his grasp.
While in the middle of her explosive orgasm, she didn't realize that her yells had been heard. Harry felt more of the wolves coming over to investigate and decided that Leah deserved a bit of privacy. Disappearing from the forest, both reappeared in Harry's house. Leah's mind was completely focused on the pleasure that she was feeling and didn't even notice that she was now on a soft, warm bed. Her body was still bucking and spasming as Harry finally let loose. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she trapped him inside of herself as she felt him begin to cum. She gasped at the sensation of being filled by him. When he had finished, he pulled out and laid beside her.
Breathing heavily, Leah exclaimed, "That was fantastic!" Her chest was rising and falling rapidly, drawing Harry's attention to her perky tits. Leaning down, he kissed each nipple which caused her to moan. While peppering her breasts with kisses, his hand slid down her belly and onto her neatly trimmed bush. As his fingers brushed over her very sensitive clit, Leah arched her back and cried out. "Wait!" she squeaked. "Let me rest first," she begged, closing and crossing her legs tightly.
Harry captured her nipple between his teeth and gently tugged on it while she ran her fingers through his hair. "While I recover, why don't you tell me who you are, and how in the hell we got here all of the sudden?" she asked, trying to pull his attention away from her breasts. Her body shivered when he licked her fevered skin before kissing her lips. When he broke the kiss, he started explaining.
Chapter 7
"No way," said Emmett, disregarding Harry's statement.
"I bet you I can! In fact, I'll bet you a hundred bucks that I can cause Alice to get so mad within five minutes that she'll yell at me," said Harry, smirking at Emmett.
"You know what? I'll take that bet! Alice hasn't yelled in anger in years," said Emmett, smiling wickedly.
"Alrighty. The time starts as soon as we're in the same room together. When I start, you follow my lead," said Harry, rubbing his hands together mischievously.
"You're on! Let's go," said Emmett, and they both left the forest clearing and ran back to the Cullen house.
A few seconds later they both walked through the front door and found the entire family in the living room in the middle of various activities. Emmett sat down next to Rose while Harry plopped down on the couch next to Alice.
"Like I was saying earlier, the whole concept of marriage is ridiculous. I know that I've been married quite a bit, but that just means that I know better than everyone else," Harry started up as Alice's head snapped in his direction. "I mean I'm all for people falling in love and whatnot, but why spend thousands of dollars on an engagement ring and wedding when you can just buy her a friendship bracelet and be done with it." A frown appeared on Alice's face. "It might be okay for all the suckers out there, but I'm not falling for the so-called 'man trap' again." Alice had a serious frown now.
"You're saying you'd never consider having a wedding?" asked Emmett, smiling as he wrapped his arm around Rose's shoulder.
"Well, if the right girl came along I might consider it," said Harry as he placed his hands behind his head and kicked his feet up on the coffee table. Alice smiled a bit at his statement and went back to reading her magazine. "Of course it would have to have a cool theme ... like a Gilligan's Island wedding," stated Harry as a matter of factly. Alice's head swung back in his direction so fast that Emmett nearly lost it.
"That would definitely be cool," said Emmett, trying not to laugh.
"I know right! I was thinking that the bride and groom would dress like Mary Anne and Gilligan. The maid of honor would be Ginger and the best man would be the Professor. The Skipper would obviously be performing the ceremony."
"Obviously," stated Emmett. Rose was looking back and forth between the two like they were nuts. Alice had a vein forming in the middle of her forehead.
"And you can forget about spending thousands. They have some great stuff at the Dollar Store. Does it really matter that none of it matches? No sir. My decoration budget will be thirty-five dollars and not a penny more," Harry smiled. Alice's eye was beginning to twitch.
"What about food?" asked Emmett with a twinkle in his eyes.
"I'll buy it in bulk from Costco. I'm thinking half a Hot Pocket is good for each guest. Throw in a small bag of Cheetos and you've got yourself the makings of a two-course meal." Was it just Harry or was that vein in Alice's head starting to throb?
"What are you thinking for dessert?" asked Emmett in a shaky voice.
"Twinkies and Ding Dongs. Their choice. Individually wrapped of course. It adds a touch of elegance," Harry stated seriously. Esme obviously knew what they were doing. Her smile and sparkling eyes gave it away. Carlisle was just shaking his head. Alice was on the verge of having a fit. Poor Jasper had to rub her arm to keep her from lashing out.
"I assume that we'll at least be toasting you with champagne?" asked Emmett, snickering.
"Nope! Sprite. It's bubbly and clear just like champagne but at a fraction of the cost. We gotta keep it classy so I'm thinking twenty-ounce bottles. And I don't want the classic 'best man speech'. I'd much rather have a comedy roast. Talk about how I gave the bride STDs and how you first met me snorting cocaine out of a hooker's navel and stuff like that," said Harry happily. Alice was pinching the area between her eyes and breathing heavily.
"Got a good location in mind?" Emmett asked, his face twitching a bit.
"You bet. You know that lovely reservoir two towns over?"
"The one right next to the city dump?" Emmett asked for clarification.
"Yep. A few fake plastic trees and plants and it'll make a kick-ass lagoon. I know it's downwind and the smell can be a bit funky, but I was thinking that we could provide free samples of Vick's Vapor Rub that the guests can smear under their nostrils. Problem solved. Oh and don't worry about seating. I know a guy that has fifty lawn chairs I can borrow. They're a bit rusty but that's nothing a little spray paint can't fix. And the best part is that once the wedding is done, everyone can grab an armful of decorations and walk them over to the landfill." Alice had placed her hands over her ears and was shaking her head from side to side. Unbeknownst to anyone else, he was sending Alice visions of his "next wedding". She could see the guests gagging when the wind shifted.
"What about the bride's dress? They can be expensive, you know," asked Emmett, biting his lip.
"Already taken care of my friend," said Harry, shaking his head. "Why spend thousands or even hundreds on a dress when that old lady who lives down on 3rd Street can make it for twenty bucks. All you gotta do is provide the material. And I mean sure, she can't see very well so the seams come out crooked but who cares? You only wear it once then it goes right in the dumpster," said Harry, exhaling a relaxing sigh. Alice was twisting her crumpled magazine in her hands.
"Hmm. Twenty bucks you say? That's a bargain," Emmett said, smiling widely.
"Sure is. She does smoke like a freight train and owns way too many cats, but I'm sure a can of Fabreeze will take care of any lingering odors," said Harry, examining his fingernails. Alice was rubbing her temples.
What about the bride's accessories? You know? Like the veil?" asked Emmett, leaning forward a bit.
"Well, I was thinking since it's going to be Gilligan's Island themed, we can make one out of an old throw net. You know, the kind you go fishing with? You can buy them used at the Bait and Tackle shop. You just gotta wash off the fish stink and you're good to go. Then you take a pair of garden shears and a roll of duct tape and ..."
WHACK!
"AAARGH!" Harry cried out, clutching his nose. Alice disappeared in a flash, leaving everyone stunned and Emmett laughing loud.
"I can't believe she punched you," muttered Jasper. "I was even using my powers to calm her down," he said, shaking his head. He zipped off after her.
Harry was blinking away the pain as he touched his tender nose. "She can punch hard for such a tiny person," he stated.
"You know … she didn't actually yell," Emmett smiled, pointing out the loophole in the bet. Harry rolled his eyes and tossed him a hundred-dollar bill. As Emmett gloated, Harry didn't have the heart to tell him that he had stolen the money from his own bank account.
"Serves you right," Rosalie smiled. "She has a particular love for weddings and finds themed weddings to be sacrilegious."
"If she decides to stay mad, then I'll make it up to her," Harry chuckled, shaking his head at the crazy girl.
It had just turned May and the students of Forks High were beginning to get restless. They could feel summer getting closer and closer. Harry was still doing his thing. Sometimes he would go off and explore the world for a few days before coming back to Forks and spending time with Bella and the Cullens. He found them pleasant to be around. Not only that, but the wolf girl, Leah could barely function unless she was provided orgasms by him at least a few times a week.
Everything wasn't perfect though. The Cullens were keeping an eye on a situation that was getting worse and worse over in Seattle. People were disappearing at an ever-increasing rate leading some to wonder if there was a serial killer on the loose. Harry didn't get involved with that, since they weren't bothering him. The Cullens had their theories but that was for them to deal with. Harry already knew that it was vampires creating a small army. He'd deal with them if need be, but for the moment he'd let the Cullens decide how to handle it. Even so, he made sure to keep constant tabs on Bella just in case. Leah didn't need it since she could easily take care of herself and had a pack of monstrous wolves to watch her back.
Rosalie and Emmett had been trying to get to know him better. It was clear that Rosalie wanted to have a baby, but they were still having a hard time making the final decision. Harry and Emmett had built a decent friendship over the past couple of months. Harry had even found a fun pastime of irritating Alice. She was such a nice and bubbly person that he found it funny to see her lose her marbles.
"Harry? Can you hear me?" Harry suddenly heard in his mind. Rosalie's sweet voice was easy to recognize. She must have been intentionally trying to talk to him through his mind for him to pick it up so easily. Normally he blocked most of the voices from his head.
"I can hear you, Rosalie. What do you need?" he answered back.
"Can we talk in private … just the two of us?"
Rosalie gasped when suddenly, everyone and everything stopped dead in its tracks. The rest of her family were as stiff as boards, and there wasn't a sound to be heard. Looking through the living room window, she could see tree branches swaying in the wind in the distance, but closer to the house the trees were still. She could even see a moth frozen in place mid-air. She found it extremely eerie. When Harry confessed that he could slow time, or even stop it, she believed it. But somehow, seeing it was a whole nother story. She reached out and poked Emmett. He didn't even blink.
"Now, how can I help you?" Harry asked. Rose turned her attention from her frozen family back to him.
"Emmett and I talked it over … many times in fact, and we also discussed it with my family." She took a deep breath. "We're ready to have a child."
"Really?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow. She nodded her blonde head.
"I did want to ask a question though. The baby will technically be yours and mine …" she said. Harry nodded at the statement. "Well … how will Emmett fit in? I mean …"
"He wants to be the father?" Harry assumed. Rosalie once again nodded. "I'll stay out of the way unless I find you to be unfit parents, or the baby is in danger. I have a responsibility to make sure that any child I have grows up happy and healthy. But as long as you both take care of it properly, I'll take a backseat to the child's upbringing," Harry explained.
He'd been in this situation before. He'd had children with women that didn't want him around afterward for one reason or another. He usually respected their wishes, but still stayed close to keep an eye on the child and provide anything that he could for it, whether the woman liked it or not.
Rosalie let out a sigh of relief. "But you'll stick around, correct?" she asked. The family enjoyed having him around. His powers alone were a major boon in keeping them all safe. Not to mention that if the Volturi ever found out about her having a baby, they'd investigate for sure.
"For at least as long as the child lives," he told her.
"And you'll protect it from the Volturi?" she asked.
"Of course. You don't need to worry about them."
Rosalie nodded. "I'll discuss this with Emmett and talk to you again soon."
"No problem," Harry smiled. Before he unfroze them, he moved Emmett's arm and stuck his finger in his nose. Sitting back down, Harry snapped his fingers just as Rose rolled her eyes.
"Hey! What the …" Emmett exclaimed as his family laughed at him.
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"So, where's old Special Ed at?" Harry asked as he splashed Bella in the face with a handful of warm Caribbean seawater.
"He's discussing the whole baby thing with the rest of the Cullens," she said as she jumped up to avoid a big wave. Harry watched her breasts bounce as she did so. As always, when he brought her to the familiar stretch of uninhabited beach, he changed her clothes into a bikini. Like always, he chose the most skimpy and scandalous one. Bella didn't mind, since she had been through this dozens of times.
"Then why aren't you there?"
"I chose not to be. It's Rosalie's decision, and she still doesn't like me much. I figured that she wouldn't want me there, and I don't want to cause trouble. Besides, I already told Edward how I feel about it," Bella said
"Oh? And how do you feel?" Harry asked, wondering about her mindset.
Bella bit her lip in a cute way. "A little jealous, but also happy. If you give her a baby, then you'll stay longer, right?" Seeing him nod, she smiled and went on. "If it means that you'll stay, then I'm all for it." Harry chuckled.
"How gracious of you." He then appeared before her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Lifting her up, Bella gasped at being in his arms again. On instinct, her soft, smooth legs wrapped around his waist as her arms encircled his neck. "I assume that you still plan on becoming one of them?" Bella blushed and nodded.
"I've spoken to Edward about it. Even though he isn't thrilled about the idea, he still agreed." She saw Harry smile naughtily.
"Then perhaps one day you'll want a baby of your own. I'll be more than happy to put one in your belly," he teased, squeezing her smooth bottom. Bella squeaked in embarrassment before smacking his shoulder. She yelled in fright as Harry tossed her twenty feet into the air and let her crash back into the water. When she broke the water's surface, she moved the wet hair from her eyes and sputtered. She didn't notice that her top had come off until Harry wolf-whistled at her.
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"So, you both are absolutely sure about this?" Harry asked again. They both nodded.
"If we decide to have another child, then I'll be having it with a muggle girl to keep things fair. You did say that you'll help us with that, right? You know … to keep the girl safe and healthy?" Emmett asked, holding Rosalie's hand.
"Yes. If that's what you decide, then I'll keep the girl alive and healthy, along with the baby, of course," he promised.
"Good. Can you give us a moment?" Rosalie asked him. Harry nodded and faded away.
Harry avoided listening to their private conversation as they said their temporary goodbyes. For Emmett, it may only be a week or two. For Rosalie, the time away depended on her. When she was ready, Emmett walked off, and she said, "Okay, Harry. I'm ready." With that, they disappeared.
Rosalie was nervous when they appeared in a small but beautiful beach house. She could see that it was incredibly sunny outside as she set her suitcase down. Walking to the window, she looked outside. "Where are we?"
"On an uninhabited island in the Caribbean. I bring Bella here quite often. Though, I did add the beach house just for us. I stole it from a South American drug lord," Harry smirked. Knowing that she was nervous, he walked up behind her.
"You don't have to worry. Everything will work out just fine," he told her, placing his hand on her shoulder. She turned her head and smiled. Harry reached out and took her hand. He could feel how cold it was, but the temperature or hardness didn't bother him. Together they went out for a walk along the beach. Harry temporarily removed the sparkle from her skin, which she was happy about. They spent a few hours talking about themselves and their lives. After a while, Rosalie began to calm down, and her nerves settled.
"How about we go for a swim?" Harry suddenly asked. Rosalie suddenly realized something.
"I didn't bring a swimsuit because someone didn't tell me that we were staying on a beach," she said, placing her hands on her wide, sexy hips.
Harry just smirked. As he snapped his fingers, Rose suddenly felt the sea breeze on her bare body. Looking down, she could see that her two-piece bikini consisted of three tiny triangles and a lot of string. She gasped and covered her body the best that she could, which wasn't easy. Rosalie was spilling out of every side.
"Harry! This bikini is obscene!" she complained. Harry laughed.
"Don't worry. You'll get used to it. Bella did," he told her. Rosalie raised one of her perfect eyebrows at the statement.
"Bella wears one of these?"
"Yep. She looks great in it too," he smiled. Rosalie huffed and let her arms fall to the side. Harry's eyes traveled over her gorgeous form.
"What would Edward have to say about that?" she snorted.
"As it happened during her abandonment, I don't think he'd have much to say. And if he did, I don't think my reply would be too kind. Now let's go!" he said, scooping her up in a bridal carry and running into the splashing waves.
Chapter 8
Rosalie laughed as Harry shot a spitball at a man on the opposite side of the movie theatre. Her vampire eyes easily tracked the wet blob of paper as it sailed through the air of the darkened room before joining the three dozen of its brethren on the backside of the man's cowboy hat. Why he was wearing a cowboy hat in a theatre in L.A. she would never know. She could easily tell that Harry was drawing a penis in spitballs on the man's hat. They weren't even paying attention to the movie. Harry handed her the paper and the straw, clearly challenging her to take up the mantle of "Spitballer Extraordinaire". She snatched it from his hands and bit off a healthy portion of the straw's paper wrapper. Chewing it up until it was nice and gooey, she balled up the paper in her mouth and used her tongue to stick it in the back-end of the straw. With that done, she took careful aim and fired.
"Bullseye!" Harry yelled out when her shot finished the testicle portion of the artwork.
"Shhhhh!" erupted from several different places. Rosalie rolled her eyes and handed him back the straw.
"That's some mighty fine shootin', Tex," he told her, now wearing his own cowboy hat.
"Take that off. You look ridiculous," she smiled at him, talking in a whisper so as to not further anger the crowd. His hat disappeared, and he placed his arm around her shoulders. Rosalie leaned in and rested her head against him. She felt him bury his face in her hair and kiss the top of her head. She always got a jolt, or perhaps a strange feeling when he did things like that. It wasn't a bad feeling. Far from it. She liked the feeling quite a lot. It was a feeling of being human. When she was with Emmett, she didn't feel that way. It wasn't Emmett's fault. He didn't have the abilities that Harry had. When they were together, all that they could do was vampire things. No sunlight, no human food, no spending the day doing stupid human things.
When things like this crossed her mind, she would immediately feel guilty. She felt bad about it like she was cheating on Emmett, no matter that he agreed with this. When she confessed to Harry about her feelings, he told her that it was normal to feel that way. He said that it would just take more time before she was ready. Right now, her guilt was keeping her from truly opening up to Harry. However, she had a feeling that she was close. Neither she nor Harry could tell when she would be ready, but all she could do was keep going until she was.
When she looked up at him, he smiled and leaned down. She closed her eyes and accepted his lips. They started out slow before things started to get heated. Her mouth opened and soon, their tongues were massaging each other while their lips danced. A clearing of the throat broke the magic.
"Do you mind?" an old lady said, clearly not amused by their behavior.
"If you wanna have a go with me, then you'll have to wait your turn. Don't be greedy, Lady!" Harry told her. The woman looked scandalized, and Rosalie smacked his chest. Suddenly, everyone in the theatre froze. "You want to get out of here?" he asked her. Rosalie nodded.
"Yeah. I don't even know what this movie's about," the gorgeous blonde replied. Harry stood up and took her hand when she did the same.
"Can I show you something cool?" he asked. Rosalie smiled. She liked when he asked permission before using his awesome powers.
"Of course," she said sweetly.
"Okay. This will feel very weird, so don't freak out," he explained. He held out his hand and a dome of energy surrounded them. Suddenly, everything beyond the dome turned black. It wasn't just black, it was the darkest of colors that she had ever seen.
"It's the complete absence of light which makes it so dark," he told her, knowing what she was thinking. Just then, there was a loud boom that made her flinch. Her stomach started doing flips, which wasn't very comfortable for her.
"That's the sensation of missing a step that humans talk about," he explained once again. Now it made perfect sense to her. The sensation wasn't very nice, but she was glad to experience another part of being human since meeting Harry. Beyond the dome, things started flashing and blurring. With her perfect eyesight, she could see that it was landscapes that were changing too fast to keep up. Out of nowhere, another boom made her jump again. This time the landscape was static beyond the dome. When the dome fell, she could tell that it was much hotter than the air-conditioned movie theatre, not that it bothered her. There was sand as far as she could see.
"Look over there," he said, pointing into the distance. Rosalie turned and gasped. There was a giant pyramid in the distance, shining white and capped with a golden tip.
"Is that …?"
"The Pyramid of Khufu or the Great Pyramid of Giza, whichever you prefer," Harry said.
"What year is it?" she whispered, too amazed to talk properly.
"2614 B.C.," he answered. "The two smaller pyramids haven't been built yet."
When she told him about her fascination with ancient Egypt, she never expected him to do something like this. "Can we go closer?"
"No, sorry. It's best if we don't interact with the past on a personal level. We could accidentally mess things up. It's better if we look from a safe distance," Harry told her. "I'll create a copy of ancient Egypt in false space so you can explore all you want some other time."
Suddenly, Rosalie jumped on him and began kissing him harder than she ever had. Her jean-covered legs wrapped around his waist as he held her up by her shapely ass. Suddenly, she was placed on a soft bed that appeared beside them.
"Don't worry. No one will be able to see us," he moaned against her lips. Harry broke the kiss and he saw hunger in her eyes, but not for blood. She wanted pleasure, and she wanted it now. Harry grabbed her shirt and tore it from her body like it was nothing. That's one thing he loved about female vampires, you don't have to watch your strength around them. Harry placed a hand on her incredibly smooth belly. He felt the coldness of her skin as his hand explored her smoothness. Her temperature didn't bother him, just like his didn't bother her. His lips found her belly button, and her back arched as her hand rested on the back of his head.
Rosalie closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as his tongue dipped into her belly button. His skin was so soft and smooth and it felt wonderful against hers. His lips began peppering their way up her belly until they reached her bra. Rosalie obviously didn't need one. No vampire female did, but she wore them anyway to keep her nipples from showing when they occasionally got hard. Her bra went the same way as her shirt. It was torn from her body like it was nothing. His hands slid up her ribs, and he cupped the sides of her breasts and pushed them together. Her large C-cup breasts created a tantalizing sight as they were pressed together and formed a deep, lovely valley of cleavage. She saw him staring at her hard, light pink nipples with fascination. Finally, his head lowered and he began kissing all over her perky tits. Harry's clothes disappeared as he settled himself between her legs.
"Harry!" she let out a whispered gasp when he bit down on her nipple. Emmett could never do any biting since there was a very big risk that he would leave her body scarred due to the vampire venom. That was something that a vain woman like her just wouldn't stand for. She felt his teeth pinch her hard nub before he began tugging on it. Rosalie bit her lip and when his tongue started wiggling against the tip, she let out a loud, deep moan. Harry smirked around her nipple and channeled some of his magic through his tongue.
Rosalie's body bucked wildly when she felt what she could only describe as an electrical shock of pleasure strike her nipple and travel down her body until it reached her clit. Already swollen and engorged, it immediately became more sensitive than normal. Just rubbing against her silk panties was enough to drive her crazy. She needed to be free of the rest of her clothes.
"Harry, my jeans," she choked out as he feasted on her hard nipples, going from one to the other before switching back. He had just begun sucking on her underboob when he nodded. Giving her tit one last kiss, he sat up and brought her legs with him. The first to go was her shiny, red, strappy high-heels. He easily worked the buckles open and placed them aside. He held one of her perfect, bare feet to his lips and kissed all over it. Rose's eyes fluttered as more magic was injected into her body through his lips.
Wanting more, she reached down and unbuttoned her jeans. Lifting her bottom up, Harry took the hint and started peeling her skin-tight jeans off of her shapely legs.
The scent of her arousal wafted over him as her jeans uncovered her panties. He continued to peel them off of her, revealing inch after inch of pale, flawless skin. His lips did their best to kiss every inch of her bare legs until finally, her jeans slipped off of her dainty feet. Harry tossed them onto the ground as she smiled and spread her legs in front of him. Now only in panties, he could see a wet spot on the silky, red material. Her panties were so tight that they looked practically painted on. He could see them riding up between her lips and creating the most perfect vision that he had seen in a very long time. Her pale, plump lips were practically hiding the thin string of her panties as they spilled out. In the light of the desert sun, he made sure to block her skin from sparkling so that he could see her wetness glistening off of the uncovered parts of her pussy.
He must have been staring at her wet pussy for too long because he was brought out of his daze by her bare foot rubbing against his naked chest. Rosalie was breathing heavily while she placed her legs together and peeled the panties from her sloppy, wet pussy. He watched as the damp material slid up her perfect legs until they were tossed aside. She was about to spread her legs, but Harry stopped her. He held her legs together and lowered his head. Harry breathed in the heady scent of her aroused pussy while he examined her pussy. Her plump, hairless lips were pressed tight together, and he could see that her clit was pink and swollen. Dragging his tongue from her asshole up to her clit, he made sure to leave a trail of his magic in its wake which had the gorgeous blonde wailing in pleasure. His lips touched her clit with a kiss before moving onto her smooth mound. Her belly was worshipped next before his lips attacked her jiggling breasts.
Rosalie could feel her pussy tingling badly as her juices dripped down and coated her asshole. Having had enough stalling, she pulled him up her body and kissed him deeply as she wrapped her legs around him. Rubbing her wet pussy against him, she made sure that he knew exactly what she wanted. He gasped into her mouth as he lined up and sank into her with one push. Rosalie broke the kiss and moaned loudly. She buried her face in his neck as he stretched her again. Because of her vampire body, she always went back to the perfect amount of tightness. That meant that she had to be stretched every single time that they had sex. Harry absolutely loved it. Her pussy was so wet that he easily sank into her. Once bottomed out, they began kissing again. He had just started sucking on her tongue when his hips moved.
She could tell that he was hitting her with his magic with every thrust. His cock was already abnormally long and when it hit her g-spot, she felt a flare of pleasure that made her walls clamp onto him. They both let out a shuddered moan as her pussy squeezed him tight. It didn't want to let him go. Faster and faster he moved until all that could be heard was their moans and the wet squelching of her pussy being stuffed. Rolling him over, she straddled his waist and rolled her hips so fast that they were nearly a blur. Her tits were jiggling and shaking so much that he had to reach up and steady them. Rosalie cried out and arched her back as she contracted around him. Harry pulled her down and kissed her as he threaded his fingers through her long, blonde hair. Her pussy milked him until he gave her what she wanted. He gripped her ass and pushed his hips upward. She groaned as a thick string of cum spurted inside of her. He kept thrusting and seeding the deepest parts of her. When his balls were dry, she laid down on top of him, making sure that he stayed inside of her. She spent the rest of the day spying on the ancient people of Egypt and making love in the hot Saharan desert.
Chapter 9
Rosalie buried her face in the bed and moaned as her lover hit that special place inside of her. She knew that he was using his powers to hit her g-spot with every single thrust, and she absolutely loved it. Harry was the only person that could make her lightheaded. Just then, she squealed as her pussy clamped down on him again. This was the thirteenth time in the last hour. She shuddered as he ran his hands up her sculpted belly and over her large, dangling breasts. He caressed them and massaged them in his hands as his cock scraped against her wet walls.
As her body spasmed and jerked, she listened to the soothing sounds of the ocean just outside. They were back at the beach house on Harry's private island. In what was months to them, she had grown extremely fond of this little island. Here she could act like herself. She could lay on the beach and not have to worry about being seen by humans. With only Harry around, she could lay around nude or go skinny-dipping. The pair often swam into the deepest depths of the ocean, looking for shipwrecks or anything that fascinated her. She loved her time here.
His arm encircled her as he pushed all of the way in. Rosalie's gorgeous eyes fluttered as she felt him fill her once again. With his face right next to hers, she couldn't resist turning her head and kissing him passionately. Their lips and tongues danced as his warmth spread throughout her body.
What happened after that was confusing to the vampire. She didn't feel like herself. She was seeing people that she knew, but they didn't really look like themselves. Everything was strange and wrong. It freaked her out so much that she suddenly sat up, gasping and breathing heavily. Looking around only confused her more. She was in her normal room in the beach house. The room was dark since it was night out. She could see the moon and stars out of the window. Harry was sitting up as well, rubbing his eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Something strange happened. I don't know how to describe it," Rosalie told him as the bedsheet slid down her body and exposed her gorgeous, perfect breasts.
"Let me check," Harry told her. Rosalie nodded and sat still. Harry looked into her mind and chuckled. "Nothing to worry about. You were having a dream."
"A dream?" she asked, confused. The only time that she had been asleep was when she asked Harry to make her fall asleep so that she could see how it felt. It didn't feel anything like that.
"If my hunch is correct, then there's a little critter growing in here," he smiled and placed his hand on her belly. "Yep. I can feel your skin getting soft. Your body is adapting," he explained.
"I'm … pregnant?" she asked, shocked. It had been her goal, but to have it become a reality was something else altogether. Harry snapped his fingers and the room lights came on.
"Lay back and let me examine you properly," Harry said. Rosalie wordlessly laid back, and Harry removed the sheet from the rest of her body. Her nude form was laid out for him. Harry placed a hand on her belly and concentrated.
Rosalie felt tingling in her belly as she held her breath. This was the most important moment of her life, and Harry was taking a long time. It was beginning to make her worry. "Well?" she asked impatiently.
"Our baby is definitely in there and only a couple of days old. Congratulations," Harry laughed as she squealed and jumped on him, hugging him and kissing his cheeks. The kisses on the cheeks turned to kisses on the lips. Then that turned to her straddling his lap.
Harry rolled her over and pinned her down. She looked at him so sexily that he needed to take her. Without asking, she opened her legs for him.
Rosalie and Emmett would raise the child, but she knew that Harry would always be the father of her child. She loved him dearly, and she happily invited him into her body. When she felt him enter her, she pulled his body against hers. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she trapped him inside of her while she kissed him for all it was worth.
Letting out cute, little gasps, shuddered when she got close to cumming again. Harry could coax an orgasm from her body like no one else. Nuzzling her cheek with his perfect lips, he teased her. "You're blushing, Rosie."
Indeed she was. Her face was turning pink as her body changed. Hearing this made her blush even more, and she came hard on him. Harry rolled over and pulled her on top of him, never leaving her body. His hands gripped her shapely bottom and gave it a squeeze. Rosalie looked at him with loving eyes as she kissed him softly and started rolling her lovely hips. Both of them moaned as she gyrated her hips in a circular pattern. He pulled her lower, and his lips attached to her delicate neck. Rosalie mewled as he sucked and nipped on her soft skin.
"Mmm. You're getting warm, honey," Harry told her. Rosalie could feel it. It felt strange to her at first, but after a while, it began to feel good. It felt right. All of this was too much for her to handle, and when his finger brushed over her puckered hole, Rosalie tilted her head back and cried out as she mashed her hips down. Taking him completely inside of her, her walls fluttered over him and began milking him of his seed. Once again, she felt him release inside of her. It was a feeling that she was used to by now. She loved the feeling and loath to give it up. He wrapped his arms around her as her body thrashed until finally, her orgasm tapered off. She laid on top of him breathing heavily. Her eyes felt heavy, and she didn't know what was going on until she woke the following morning, and Harry explained that she had gotten sleepy.
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Rosalie sat on the chair with her legs crossed, shaking in happiness. She of course was nude. She couldn't remember the last time that she wore clothes while at the beach house. Any time that they went out, Harry would put clothes on her, but when they returned, Rosalie was the one to take them off. She felt free with them off. She loved walking along the beach or swimming nude. She loved the warm, tropical breeze brushing against her hard, cold nipples. Most of all, she loved having the father of her child staring at her sexy, voluptuous body.
Harry said that they needed to stay there for a few more days. Her body wasn't done changing yet. Already she could fall asleep without him using his magic on her. Her skin was much softer and more pliable. Her body was growing warm and just an hour ago, her stomach growled! She had never been this excited.
"Can I see the baby again?" she looked up hopefully, turning her big, beautiful eyes on him.
"Rosalie, it's just a speck. Even with your vision, you can't see much," Harry laughed. He had already shown her what felt like a hundred times.
"Please," she begged. Harry sighed and waved his hand. A holographic display appeared and showed her microscopic egg. Like he said, you couldn't see much. It was only a tiny dot, but seeing it made her happy. It made it real to her. Harry suddenly walked through the hologram and placed his hands on her bare thighs. Rosalie wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. They remained there kissing while his hands wandered up her sides and explored her naked chest.
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Esme was sitting on the couch practicing her knitting when Rosalie suddenly appeared standing in the middle of the living room. Squealing in happiness, she got up and hugged her daughter. She must have squeezed a bit hard because Rosalie squeaked and jumped back holding her belly. "Careful!"
Esme gasped and squealed along with Rosalie who jumped around like they were a couple of lunatics. The noise instantly brought everyone down, including her husband who hugged her tightly. Everyone huddled around her and fawned all over her. Rosalie was blushing pink but was pleased with the attention. At least until Carlisle demanded that she be given a complete medical checkup. Of course, Emmett demanded the same, wanting to make sure that she was completely healthy. She rolled her eyes but agreed.
As she was poked and prodded, Rosalie had to hold back a few tears. She had only been separated from Harry for a short while, and she already missed him. She knew that she was being silly but couldn't help it. He told her that he'd stay away for a few days to give her time with her family. She of course said that that was silly and that he was always welcome there, but he was adamant. She suspected that he wanted to give her time with Emmett, which was probably a good idea. He was her husband after all, and she did miss him terribly.
To her family, she was only gone for a bit over a week. From Rosalie's perspective, she was with Harry for months. When her stomach growled midway through the checkup, everyone froze which made her blush even harder. Esme chastised herself for not being prepared and having the proper food in the house.
"It's okay, Esme!" Rosalie smiled. "You had no way of knowing," she told her mother-figure. Esme waved it off and promised to go shopping as soon as the checkup was done. There was no way that she was missing this. Everyone jumped when something appeared in front of Rosalie. It was a pizza box. When she opened it, she squealed in happiness. Harry had sent a fresh pizza from her favorite place. She had eaten there when they went to visit Italy a month or so ago. Of course, using Harry's powers, she only ate for taste back then. Now she was eating for the baby.
"Thanks, Harry," she muttered as she gobbled down a slice.
"Where is he, dear?" Esme asked, running her fingers through Rosalie's hair.
"He wanted to give us time as a family and not butt in," she rolled her eyes, leaning against Emmett's side. Alice shook her head and smiled. She was dying to ask about her time with Harry but felt that it would be incredibly tactless to do it in front of her husband.
"By the way, where's Edward?" Rosalie wondered.
"Where else?" Emmett snorted, holding her hand.
"With Bella?" she asked. Her family nodded.
"Well … so far you seem to be in perfect health," Carlisle declared. He gently squeezed her arm and felt the softness of her flesh. "I must warn everyone to be careful with her. Her flesh is much softer than before." Everyone nodded.
"Don't worry. I'm still much tougher than a human," she smiled as she bit down on another slice.
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Harry spent his time away from Rosalie setting everything up. He made sure that the higher-ups knew what he was doing and got his meetings over and done with. Even though he wasn't with her physically, he was watching over her carefully. He treated all of his past wives the same. While it was true that Rosalie wasn't his wife, she was carrying his child, and as such, she warranted his utmost attention.
While giving her time with her family, Harry explored the surrounding area. Even though he had been in Forks for a while, he didn't do much exploring. He was always with Bella, or someone else. He wasn't surprised when Leah had found him. Apparently, she sniffed him out while in wolf form and tracked him down. She wasted no time in phasing back into human form and jumping on his cock. He fucked her hard and fast right up against a tree, just how she liked it.
On his journey, he had also run across Jessica Stanley, who made it very clear that she was looking forward to some time alone with him. She even hinted that she could call up Angela and turn it into a group date. Harry would definitely be giving her a call soon. Right then, he had other things to worry about.
It was a few days after leaving Rosalie at home that he was called back. When he appeared, Rosalie smacked into him and hugged him tightly. Harry wrapped an arm around her and held her to his side. He smiled and waved at everyone. Bella walked up and hugged him as well.
"I've missed you," Bella told him, hugging him again. Soon, both girls let him go and walked back to their respective partners. With that, Harry froze everyone except Emmett.
"So … how have you been handling it? You know, since she returned," Harry tilted his head toward a frozen Rosalie. Emmett sighed.
"It's weird and was a bit awkward at first, but we've been doing well. I thought that it would be even harder, but I'm glad that I was wrong," he confessed. Harry nodded.
In truth, Harry was tempering his emotions a bit. He was doing the same to the rest of the family as well. It was actually Rosalie that asked him to do it. She didn't want Emmett to suffer because of her desire to be a mother, and she didn't want her family acting weird. Harry thought that it was a reasonable request. He wasn't taking away their free will. He was just making sure that they didn't suffer unnecessarily. He would stop after a while, once everyone got used to the situation.
Harry was happy to know that they were doing okay. He kept an eye on Rosalie but blocked out their personal time and conversations. He had promised Rosalie that he would. When he unfroze everyone, they all talked and discussed the situation and decided the best course to keep Rosalie and the rest of the family safe.
It was the following day that Bella demanded some time with him. She hadn't been to the island in a couple of weeks, and she was getting sick of being cold. She needed a bit of sand and sun in her life. He happily obliged her request. Of course, he forced her back into her tiny bikini and made sure to ogle her at every opportunity.
He watched as she happily splashed around in the warm ocean water. "Hey, Harry," she suddenly said.
"Yeah, Bells?" Harry asked, appearing next to her.
"You know that I'm planning to become one of the Cullens very soon, right? Like not long after graduation," she explained. Harry nodded.
"I had a feeling it would be soon," he said. He reached out and placed his hands on her hips. He slid them up her body and enjoyed the sensation of his hands gliding up her smooth, pale skin. "I'm going to miss your softness and warmth." Bella blushed. She squeaked when he lifted her up by her bottom. On instinct, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She shuddered when his lips found her belly button. Her hands threaded through his wet hair as his tongue tickled her belly.
"W-well … I was hoping that maybe sometime in the future … maybe you would do what you did for Rosalie … for me," she blushed.
"You want to have a baby someday?" Harry asked his lips against her soft skin.
"I'm not sure, but probably," she gasped as his tongue wiggled inside of her belly button. Her pussy was beginning to tingle badly.
"I think that something could be arranged," he said, smirking as he peeled the panties right off of her wet pussy. Bella felt them slip off of her dainty feet as she was lifted further up. Blushing deeply, she opened her legs as he rested her on his shoulders, his face pressed against her hairless mound. She knew that she should feel guilty about fooling around with Harry when she was back with Edward, but she didn't. At least not completely. It was his fault that Harry was in her life, and Bella cared for him deeply. Besides, Edward wanted to wait until marriage for any physical stuff. Harry had no problems pleasuring her in any way that she desired. Just as she thought that her pussy was brought up to his mouth, and Bella threw her head back and screamed as his tongue touched her hard clit. The explosive orgasm that followed was one of the best of her life.