The brunette threw her head back in ecstasy as the fair hared beauty delved her fingers lower into the tightness of her arousal. She shoved her fingers voluntarily into her own mouth to mute her cries. This was different from before. She wasn't even drunk. She couldn't even pretend this was Edward!

And the worst part was that she was enjoying it...

As quick as the feeling came, it left as she removed the fingers. The shuffling and clanging of material filled her with a sense of foreboding.

"What are you doing?" Bella asked, chocolate eyes widening in saucers as she was graced with the scene of Rosalie wearing nothing but a hot pink, strap-on dildo. She glanced at me with wicked ochre eyes and trapped me again. She came impossibly close and I could not help the flutter of my eyelids as I felt her cool skin descend upon mine. She chuckled a sound so pleasant as it vibrated along my body. The softness of her skin alarmed me, and I found myself relaxed with the contact, feeling perfectly human at that moment. I let out a contented sigh as she stroked my breast thoughtfully, she lay on her side, the hot plastic inching up my inner thigh. "Rose?" Bella asked nervously as she bit her lip, Rosalie rolled over onto my hips, straddling me, the blunt material attempting to enter my womanhood. "You don't want this!" Bella said with tears in her eyes, her womanhood betraying her, swelling with longing for it to be inside her.

The blonde's ochre eyes looked to her, amused by the girl-no 'women's' denial. Her eyes took on an amused light and she couldn't help but smile. "Oh, but Bells-" during the weeks of them fooling around-it was decided the wedding would be better in August-that she had come to adopt a name for the Swan girl. Only when she was drunken though. But it was either now or never, the wedding was in two days, and Bella needed to hurry up and decide who she wanted more. She adjusted her hips nonchalantly, looking almost bored as the human's hymen tore and she was inside. She clenched and unclenched the sheets around the human's head, fighting the need to shove something up there. Then she sniffed the air-musky with the scent of their love and arousal and regretted it. She remembered that when a hymen tore, it bled. She rolled her hips back and was frightened to see that it was doused with ruby red fluid. She shook as the fluid began to leak into her own womanhood. Bella was sobbing, she had been broken and was in no way going to comply to her next statement as the vampire stopped breathing. No good,she could taste in her mouth.

"B-Bells?" the teary eyed brunette looked up with those big innocent orbs. "Lick me. Please." she plead, already shoving off the dildo with trembling fingers, the device snapping in some places and rendered useless, blood spattered over her labia as the blond nervously spread her legs for Bella. Begging to be rid off the human's blood in such a vulnerable place. "Why Should I?" she pushed off of the heels of her hands, wincing as her pelvic area disagreed with this movement. 'This is all your fault. You fucking broke me?I may as well as be-dead.." she began to sob again, looking down as she cried slight tears, the pain subsiding. Rosalie held her delicate skull in her hands and looked into her eyes, and she felt about her next lie.

"because I trust you Bells." she looked down, the four words on her tongue turning her stomach.

"Because I love you."