Immortals

Chapter 11

“HEY ROSALIE!” she suddenly heard a voice blare in her ear. A loud and embarrassing yelp of fright later, and she was glaring at the perpetrator while breathing rapidly.

“Do you want to get slapped?” she threatened as Harry jumped over the back of the couch and plopped down next to her. He was the only person who even stood a chance of catching her off guard, and that was because he could literally appear out of thin air. Harry looked out of one of the many windows that adorned the walls of the Cullen house and saw Emmett and Jasper play fighting in the yard. The ground and grass were torn up, and he guessed that Esme would ask him to fix it up later. Speaking of Esme, he saw her huddled with Alice while going over baby books. None of them even acknowledged that he arrived, which Rose found strange.

“Are you making everyone ignore us?” she asked him. Harry nodded.

“Yep. I wanted to ask you about them,” he said, pointing over to the two women with the ten-foot stack of baby-based literature.

“What about them?” Rose asked, turning back to the show that she was watching. Harry smirked and spun her until her back was facing him. His hands began rubbing and massaging her shoulder. Rose’s eyes fluttered, and she let out a deep moan. She was suddenly glad that no one could see them. His hands continued to caress her pregnant body while he moved her long, blonde hair aside and started kissing and sucking on her neck. Rosalie tilted her head to the side to give him more room. When his hands slid underneath her shirt and cupped her bare breasts, Rose leaned back against him and let him do whatever he wanted to her. As his fingers toyed with her incredibly hard nipples, he continued with his questioning.

“You know what I’m talking about,” he told her while the tips of his fingers gently brushed over the delicate skin underneath her big breasts. “They’ve been acting weird. I try to respect everyone’s privacy, but eventually, I’ll crack and listen in. I’d feel better if you just told me.”

Rosalie smirked as she moved her body around to get comfortable. Grabbing his hand, she placed it on the crotch of her jeans as she spread her legs apart. “If you make me cum, then maybe I’ll tell you,” she teased as she rubbed herself against his hand.

“Oh really?” Harry chuckled. Rosalie nodded and closed her eyes, knowing that he would never deny her anything, least of all the pleasure that only he could provide. Emmett already knew that there was a possibility that she might be unable to stop herself from jumping into his bed again while pregnant. Their connection was simply too powerful to deny, besides, he was the father of her child after all. He might not like it, but he accepted it. She already agreed that someday he could choose a human female to have a child with that they would raise as theirs. She wouldn’t deny him if he needed to take care of her needs while pregnant.

“With your family right here?” he asked as his fingers undid the buttons of her jeans.

“It’s making it more exciting,” she gasped as he disappeared and reappeared at her feet. Grabbing her jeans, he started moving them down her legs while she lifted up her ass. He could just magic them off, but he preferred to do it the old-fashioned way. Rose closed her eyes and relished in the sensation of his hands sliding down her soft and smooth legs as he pulled her jeans off. Rosalie kicked her shoes off as the jeans reached her feet. Pulling them off, Harry tossed them onto the ground before grabbing her foot. Removing her sock, he placed his thumb on the sole of her foot and added a bit of his godly magic to it. When he started kneading it, Rosalie practically melted into the couch. Immediately her scent became overwhelming. Harry had to use his powers to keep the others from smelling her lovely scent. Instantly, he saw a wet patch appear on the part of her panties that was right above her slit.

“A deal’s a deal. So speak up, you con artist,” Harry smiled as he gently tickled her foot and made her laugh.

“Esme and Alice have been talking about having a baby as well. I don’t think that they’ve brought it up with their husbands yet, but I think that it’s only a matter of time,” Rosalie moaned as Harry moved onto her other foot.

“Really?” Harry wondered as he placed his hands on Rose’s knees and pushed them up. The crotch of her panties was now fully exposed, and Harry could see how wet that they truly were. The thin material was completely soaked and was clinging tightly to her engorged pussy. He could see the exact shape of her plump and perfect lips through her drenched underwear. Leaning down, he kissed her knee gently and hit her with his power. Rosalie squealed and came hard, her body bucking and thrashing. Harry kept her safe with his powers as his hands explored the vast amount of smooth skin on display.

“Esme especially!” she squealed while his hand cupped her panty-covered pussy. “She’s always wanted a baby nearly as much as I do.”

“I assume that they’ll want to wait until after you’ve given birth,” Harry said as he reached out for her chest and grabbed her shirt. With barely any effort on his part, her shirt was torn completely open, and her perfect tits bounced and flopped around from his rough treatment. Next, he reached down and tore her panties off in the same way. Rosalie gasped as her dripping wet pussy was exposed to the warm air of the house.

“Yes!” she choked out as Harry’s fingers started playing with her swollen clit. “They want to see what happens with me so they know what to expect,” she confessed.

“Interesting …” Harry said in his sing-song voice.

“Now will you please fuck me?!” Rosalie cried out, opening her legs wide and offering her body to him. Harry’s clothes disappeared as he settled on top of her and gave her the time of her life.

Immortals

Bella was sitting in class with her chin resting on her palm while she unknowingly tapped her pen against the hard surface of her desk. Glancing up at the clock, she sighed. It was one of those rare sunny days in Forks, Washington, and as tradition, the Cullens suddenly disappeared to “go camping”. At least they did before meeting Harry. Bella hoped that with Harry around he would use his powers to keep them from looking sparkly when in direct sunlight. It always annoyed her when Edward had to leave her because of the stupid sun. Sadly, Harry hadn’t been around for a couple of days. She wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing, but she guessed that he was having another one of his meetings with the higher-ups.

School had seemed long and boring without the Cullens around to brighten her day. She was just waiting for the final bell to ring so that she could go home and see Edward. English was usually her favorite class, but not today. Today she was eagerly waiting for Mr. Berty to come in and begin class so that the day could end all that much faster. That’s why when Harry walked into the class instead of her regular teacher, she immediately straightened up in her chair. She heard the intake of many female breaths as they got a glimpse of his heavenly body. Looking over to her friends, she could see Angela and Jessica blushing while desperately trying to fix their makeup. They weren’t the only ones. Practically every girl in class was doing something to make themselves look better. Bella rolled her eyes while many of the boys gritted their teeth in annoyance.

“I’ll be filling in for Mr. Berty today since it’s clear that he won’t be showing up. I’m Mr. Potter,” Harry said, grabbing a piece of chalk and writing his name on the board. “We’ll be starting on a new piece of literature today … one that I’ve studied extensively. Please reach under your chairs and grab your books,” Harry told them. Bella looked confused. She didn’t remember any books underneath her chair. Reaching down, she grabbed hold of the book and pulled it up.

“EEK!” Bella squeaked and accidentally dropped the book onto her desk. The words KAMA SUTRA filled the front cover along with a picture of a crudely drawn Indian couple. Gasps and giggles filled the room. She looked at Harry with wide eyes and saw a cheeky smile across his handsome face.

“Open your books now. Don’t be shy,” he told them as he walked around the class. Bella sighed and cracked hers open. “Ms. Swan! Be a dear and read position number one.”

Bella decided that she was going to kill him. With a red face, she stuttered, “The Piledriver.” She could hear her classmates giggling.

“A personal favorite of mine. Used on the girls that are a bit more adventurous than normal,” he said, patting Jessica on the shoulder which made her blush fiercely. “Please continue, Ms. Swan. Number two!”

“The M-Mississippi Mudslide,” she stuttered, which earned some laughs. She had never been so embarrassed in her entire life.

“A truly advanced technique. One not to be attempted by the inexperienced,” Harry declared happily. As he walked up and down the isles, the eyes of every girl in class followed him. It looked as if they desperately wanted him to try out these techniques on them.

“Number Three!” he called out. Bella looked back at the book.

“Over The Shoulder Boulder Holder,” she said with a quiver. A loud snort followed many giggles.

“I’m an expert at this maneuver. It takes skill and stamina to achieve your goal, but if done right, it will have them coming back for more. Continue, Ms. Swan!”

With a shaky breath, she continued, “The Ring Around Uranus.” As everyone burst out laughing, she had had enough.

“HARRY!” she stood up glaring, crossing her arms over her chest. Instantly, everyone in class froze.

“Yes, Ms. Swan?” he smirked.

“Will you shut up with the Ms. Swan crap! I can’t believe you embarrassed me,” she groaned and covered her face.

“Relax, Peabrain. You’ve still got a few hours before school is over, so I figured that I’d come and rescue you. We can hang out until it’s time for you to go home,” Harry chuckled and sat on her desk top.

“Really?” she asked hopefully.

“Yes. Now gather your stuff,” he told her. Bella quickly packed her backpack as all the copies of the Kama Sutra disappeared.

“Will everyone remember what happened here?”

“No. They won’t remember anything,” he promised.

“Good. By the way, where’s Mr. Berty?” she wondered.

“I knocked him out and stuffed him in the janitor’s closet,” Harry smiled innocently.

“Harry!” she derided him, but couldn’t help but smile back. With a snap of his fingers, Mr. Berty’s disheveled body appeared at the front of the class. He was standing, but frozen like everyone else.

“Ready?” Harry asked, holding out his hand.

“Ready!” she happily replied and grabbed his hand. She saw everyone begin to move just as they disappeared. A moment later, she reappeared on her favorite beach with Harry by her side.

“Do you want to swim or catch some sun?” he asked her as their normal supplies began to appear. Two beach chairs along with a cooler of their favorite drinks materialized as did sunblock and some very large and fluffy beach towels. Bella thought about it for a moment.

“Sun for now,” she said, then squealed and covered her body when her clothes disappeared. “Harry!”

“Tan lines are the enemy of women all over the world,” he wisely told her. Since he had seen her naked many times, she huffed and laid on her beach chair.

“What about Eskimo women?” she asked as Harry appeared next to her with the bottle of sunblock in his hand. She moaned when he began applying it to every inch of her exposed body.

“They have beaches in Alaska you know,” he said as his hand slid up the inside of her sexy thigh. Bella gasped when the side of his hand touched her burning hot pussy.

“I’ll take your word for it,” she moaned and decided to enjoy the next few hours with her godly friend.