The Moon Sisters: A Twilight story

Chapter Twelve

Edward ran straight to the cabin with Winter tucked safely in his arms, once he jumped across the river bank the wolves retreated. Winter could hear all of their thoughts up until that moment, the last thought she heard was from the leader, Sam. STOP! We don't know if they are responsible, there are other threats in these woods. Let's go get that bloodsucker that attacked Jacob...

When they reached the cabin Edward placed Winter on her feet before storming in the front door, paying no mind to the mud he was tracking in, staining the pure white carpet. He began to pace the living room while pondering what was coming next. "I never considered a wolf knowing her, let alone loving her." Edward said in a low tone before furrowing his brow and yelling up the stairs. "Emmett!! Let's go!!" No answer. "Emmett!" He tried again but still no answer. Just then Winter heard a faint but distinct moan coming from what can only be Lola's room. Winter giggled lightly under her breath until the wall lined up with her room began to thump in an increasing pace, causing her to burst into laughter. Edward grinned as he knew what his brother was like when it came to women. "I knew that wouldn't take long." Winter said with a crooked smile that made her dimples more obvious. Edward was entranced by her natural beauty, and found himself staring at her without even being aware of it. "Winn?" He stated, catching her large gorgeous eyes in his gaze. "Mmmhmm?" She hummed in response but before Edward could get the words out Lola's bedroom door opened.

Emmett descended down the stairs in nothing but his boxers and a huge grin as he strolled into the kitchen. "Hey bro!" Was the words that came from his mouth but the real question he thought to Edward, How was your WALK? He winked in Edwards direction before grabbing a hammer and nails. Both Edward and Winter gave him a curious look as he walked past. "Just gotta fix the bed frame." He explained, winking once more. Edward stopped him midstep, "Emmett, we have to go. We have to talk to Carlisle, he's the only one who'll know what to do." Edward's tone was serious enough for Emmett's grin to fade. Alright bro, Let me get clothes on and we will head out. Emmett ran up to Lola's room with her still naked and relaxing on the broken bed awaiting his return. "Sorry Sweetness, I have to leave." He told her as he quickly threw on his clothes. Kissing her deeply before he left, Emmett could feel a moan deep in her body that drove him insane. Growling with frustration he pulled himself away, storming out of the cabin with Edward close behind.

"Emmett, slow down!" Edward pleaded.

"Bro.. you just pulled me away from my mate!"

"I'm sorry, but it is crucial that we talk to Carlisle. Now!"

"What's going on?"

"I'll tell you on the way. Let's go."

When Lola descended down the stairs in a hot pink silk nightie that barely covered anything, she was grinning from ear to ear. Walking as though she were floating on air and had not a care in the world. "So... how was your walk with Edward?" She asked, dropping herself onto the couch. Winter shook her head as if her and Edward didn't even make physical contact. "Not much happened. Except.." Winter trailed off with a look of worry. "Except what?" Lola pleaded, concerned about possible danger. "The three vampire's that intruded our cabin, they did something horrible. They.. killed that human girl, Bella Swan, and they just left her out there for anyone to find. A werewolf found her body, one that was deeply in love with her and now he's going to seek revenge." Lola went wide eyed as she searched the surrounding areas for any threat. "There's a pack of wolves just on the other side of the river, they look like they are arguing." Lola stated before seeing Emmett's location and noticing that both he and Edward made it safely home.

"When we get inside, let me do the explaining." Edward stated to Emmett as they both walked in the glass double doors of their luxurious house. Emmett veered off to his room, eager to change and join his family. Edward searched the house for Carlisle but he was nowhere to be found. He turned to Esme for Carlisle's whereabouts, only to discover he was out hunting. "Carlisle said he saw a huge mountain lion by the river on the way home and it just made his thirst stronger." She informed him but before she could ask for a reason as to why he was inquiring Carlisle's location, Edward had disappeared out the backdoor.

"Sounds like you and Emmett had some fun." Winter teased.

"You have no idea. Do you remember the first summer we spent in Rome?"

"How could I forget? Alexi Montone. I didn't see you even once, but it didn't turn out so great for Alexi if I remember correctly."

"Alexi was human though, vampire's were a safer choice back then. Anyway, if he wasn't pulled away so suddenly, I would have made my time with Alexi seem.. what do people call it nowadays... vanilla."

Both sister's burst into laughter, from them trying to speak modern. For the rest of the night they went to separate parts of the cabin. Lola made her way to the basement, which held a library full of every book imaginable. The first book visible is right at the entrance and is one of Lola's prized possessions. An autographed first edition of Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet She had acquired over a century ago. Winter made her way to her room, locking the door behind her before slipping out of her clothes entirely. She stared at her naked form in the floor length mirror, turning from side to side to see how her youthful body has never changed. Not a single wrinkle or stretch mark. Only a scar she's had since birth that split her eyebrow in half. With a heavy sigh she went to her lavish bathroom, turning on the shower after opening the large window overlooking the canyon below. As she stood under the showerhead letting the water cover her, she let her head fall to her chest. Feeling the hot water run down her back, she let out a light moan and like it was her calling his name she could feel a male presence pressed against her backside. His large fingers pulled her drenched hair aside before his lips started trailing her neck. Using his hand to cradle her head as she began melting at his every touch, his free hand slid across her soft belly.

Gripping her side he slowly spins her around to face him. Winter is met with Tristan's beautiful gaze and before she could utter a simple word, her mouth was overtaken with his. He was still in his blue jeans and plain black t-shirt as he was beginning to get soaked from the shower. He smoothed his jet black high pompadour fade out of his face, grinning as he looked down at Winter.

"I was waiting for you." Tristan spoke in a deep tone.

"Waiting? For how long?" She replied.

"Since.." he couldn't bring himself to say the words, he could only touch the spot on her collarbone with scars from fangs. His fangs. Winter's heart sank a tiny bit. To see such a powerful man be so vulnerable. Gripping the hem of his shirt, she pulls it over his head revealing his Greek-God-like body. It was as if he were chiseled by Michelangelo himself. She traced her hand across his torso, landing on his abs as he grabbed both her arms and pulled her into his chest. Holding her tight as he lifted her off the white marble flooring, he passionately kissed her. Directing her head in every direction he pleased as his tongue explored her sweet mouth. Hooking an arm under each of Winter's legs, his hands gripping her rear as he holds her entire weight in his hands and forearms. Tristan pressed her back against the wall of the shower, palms flat against the wall beside her as he went to his knees.

"What..." Winter tried to speak but was interrupted, as if he knew what she was going to ask.

"I have to taste my queen." He whispered to her with a devilish grin before it disappeared between her thighs. Every flick of his tongue brought her closer to her climax. Watching the water flow down her body and pour over Tristan, she is met by his intense gaze and it was at that moment she reached her peak. Toes curling as her delicious juices flood into his mouth. Tristan moaned as he devoured every drip pulsating from her body, causing Winter to climax even more and for the first time in her existence she let out a moan of pure satisfaction.

"Is breá liom tú." Winter declared, unaware she was speaking aloud.

("I love you.")