Josh, Marys boyfriend enters

The door swung open with a thud. Josh filled the frame, his broad shoulders nearly scraping the sides, his biceps straining against the sleeves of his tight black t-shirt. His gym bag slipped from his grip, thumping onto the hardwood floor. The smell of pre-workout and cheap cologne wafted in with him.

Mary froze mid-whimper, her milk-slicked fingers still pressed to her swollen belly. Edward turned, his softening cock twitching against his thigh. Josh’s gaze flicked from Mary’s leaking tits to Edward’s spent erection, then to the mess of Nutella and cum streaking the counter. His jaw tightened.

"What the fuck," Josh growled, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.

Mary moaned, her thighs squeezing together reflexively. "J-Josh," she slurred. Her nipples beaded further, dripping onto the tile between her splayed legs.

Josh's fist came first.a meaty blur aimed straight for Edward's jaw. Edward barely had time to register the motion before his enhanced reflexes kicked in. His hand shot up, catching Josh's wrist mid-air with a grip that made the tendons creak. Josh's eyes widened, his nostrils flaring as Edward twisted, using his opponent's momentum to slam him face-first into the refrigerator. The impact rattled the magnets; a takeout menu fluttered to the floor.

"Motherf-!" Josh's curse cut off as Edward pivoted, driving a knee into the small of his back. The bodybuilder bucked, his muscles straining against Edward's unnatural strength, but it was like trying to shake off a steel trap. Edward leaned down, his breath hot against Josh's ear. "You don't get to interrupt," he murmured, tightening his hold until Josh's breath came in ragged gasps.

Mary whimpered from the counter. "Ed-Edward," she slurred, her hips shifting restlessly against the tile. Josh's head jerked toward the sound, his biceps quivering with futile effort. "What did you do to her?" he snarled, veins standing out on his forehead.

Edward smiled. With his free hand, he plucked the marker from the counter and uncapped it with his teeth. The sound made Josh flinch. "Better question," Edward said, pressing the tip to Josh's exposed forearm. "What am I about to do to you?"