Prologue
The idea has been seeded within all of our minds and they are excited as I am too. We have decided on every other Friday. Twice a month, we will celebrate from sundown to sunup. No exceptions. We have the money and means to do so.
Five months ago I would have never thought this possible, me surrounded by wonderful and charismatic people, and they adoring me. But with this life comes the pain, the crushing consequences, and the sickeningly delicious pleasure. It will kill me, but I love it.
Five months before…
Walking towards the library, Bella kept her head down, long brown hair tumbling down over her shoulders in soft waves. Engrossed in her book she did not take notice of the crowds forming down the sidewalks, stretching down the streets. Sweeping a stray tendril back behind her ear she enters the library without event.
Taking her normal seat at the back behind a large bookshelf and overlooking the gardens she relaxes, feeling at home almost immediately. About twenty minutes after she has seated herself, she feels eyes on her and she looks up from her book for the first time since she came.
Staring at her without shame is a young man around her age, tall and handsome; his rusty brown hair is in a tousled disarray which gives him the look of just having fallen out of bed after a night of naughty fun. Blushing at her thoughts, Bella quickly turns away.
"Hello there, how are you this afternoon?" Says the young man smiling wryly. She looks at him again meeting his eyes, they are a deep green.
"I am fine thanks, how are you?" She asks politely, while turning her attention back to her book.
"Must be a good book, you can hardly tear yourself away from it." He says nodding towards her book.
"Oh this, yeah well its a new book and I am anxious to see how it ends." She says trying to hold her composure as the man's stare penetrates her.
He moves closer to her and asks
"May I see?"
Nervously she hands him the book, their fingers touch and she feels her cheeks burning all the more.
"Hmm, seems sensual." He says flipping through the pages carefully.
"Oh I don't know about sensual, but it is interesting." She says reaching for the book nervously.
"Not sensual? 'His hands wandered beneath her skirt, finding that intimate part of her, the part that screamed for his touch' That sounds very sensual if you asked me." Said the man. Bella yanked the book from his hands and said,
"Yes well I didn't ask you now did I?" Her face on fire from embarrassment.
"I was only teasing, no need to get upset. Here lets begin again, I'm Edward Cullen and you are?" Asked Edward smiling devilishly.
"Uh, I'm Bella Swan it's nice to meet you Mr. Cullen." Bella says nervously.
"Bella, please call me Edward." He said grinning.
"Edward then." Bella smiled in return feeling reassured.
"Well Bella, what do you say to having a cup of coffee with me?" Edward asks
"Uh, I don't know." Bella says nervously.
"C'mon, I swear I won't bite." Edward grinned.
"Okay..." Bella replied taking his hand.
Bella
Edward. Oh what to say? He is beyond beautiful. Why in the world he is even looking in my direction is baffling. My thoughts had been on Edward all day. Since he and I had dinner, since the day we met. He hasn't made any moves on me, but I wish he would. All day I try to read the same line in my book, but I can't finish with him in my thoughts.
I know he sees me as a friend, but I whenever my phone rings my heart gives a jump because I know it's him. Once in a while I will get a call from Alice, but we aren't really the same crowd anymore. She was born with money as I was, but her parents never gave her any rules, do what you want was there motto. My parents were not the same. No, I had a much different upbringing.
There is no pretty way to say it, Charlie molested me from the time I was six till I was thirteen. When he died in a skiing accident leaving me millions. Renee knew what was going on but never moved to stop him. He had never actually raped me; if he hadn't died things would have gone much further I'm sure. Five years after Charlie's death when I was eighteen, Renee took a cocktail of pills and vodka and left me too. Now at nineteen, I am parentless and could care less. I have money, but I live in a tiny studio. I have no enthusiasm for life anymore. I read. I have literally thousands of books. They cover ever wall, every shelf, every spare spot in my studio. I don't work. I just read. I take boring walks to the library or bookstore. I occasionally talk to an old friend or two, but that was the extent of my life till I met Edward.
Two weeks into knowing him, we were best friends. He made me move in with him, insisting that I not be alone in my dreary studio. I couldn't say no. I was already in love with him by then. He made life exciting. Made me feel alive just being near him. We partied every day. He introduced me to pills. Prescription and non alike. Marijuana was a favorite as well. Alcohol was a must. We had friends over all the time and that is how I met the group. Emmett, who is Edward's brother is constantly over to our apartment with his roommate James. Jasper is Edward's best friend since they were kids, and Jacob is another one of their friends from school. Through the guys, I met the girls.
Rosalie and Tanya knew each other since they were little but are not particularly close. Tanya's cousin Irina was always present and my old best friend Alice was a part of the group as well. These were the people she ditched me for years ago. I tried to be mad at her for it but they were the better choice. I loved the group instantly.
One night as cigar after cigar filled with weed is passed around Alice jumps to her feet say she has something to tell us.
"So guess what I just bought guys? You will never guess." Alice said excitedly. It has been one month since I moved in with Edward.
Emmett rolls his eyes and laughs.
"What did you buy Alice?" Emmett asks humoring her.
She bounces on her feet as the cigars continue to be passed around.
"So I bought a club! Can you believe it? I am a business owner now!" Alice screeches.
"What club? Or is it a new one?" Rosalie asks squishing in between me and Tanya on the couch, Edward on the floor leaning against my legs. I pet his hair unconsciously and he closes his eyes leaning into my thigh, I get butterflies in my stomach from his contact.
"It's a new club, but it's already built and almost ready to open! I just need to name it and hire staff." Alice explained.
"So any idea what you want to call it?" Edward asks opening his eyes.
"Yeah, I think I want to call it 'The Bad Seed', what do you guys think?" Alice asks
"Ooh sounds racy." Rosalie adds sarcastically but smiles beside herself.
Everyone is excited about the idea of Alice owning a club. A place we will have unheard of freedom in. As if reading my mind Alice adds,
"There will be a special floor just for us, no one but personally approved people will be allowed." Alice said.
Everyone cheered at this.
"So when is the grand opening?" I ask
"In about two weeks. So I had an idea. It gets kind of crowded all of us hanging out here, no offense Edward, so I think the new club will be the perfect place for all of us to hang out. But since we all have crazy schedules sometimes, to ensure that we always hang out I think we should agree to meet at the club at least once a month and party till sunup." Alice explained seriously.
"Yeah that sounds cool, cause other wise people will be slacking and not showing up and we will never get to see each other. So I think it's a good deal. We should try for once a week though." Emmett said. All the boys nodded in agreement, and the girls followed.
"Okay so it's a deal. Two weeks from now will be the official opening and first day of our 'meeting'." Alice said.
"Enough business talk! You ladies are not nearly drunk enough for my liking!" James announced and everyone giggled and took another shot.
Bella
Around two in the morning the last of our friends leave after many games of twister in which we girls are copiously groped and molested by the boys. I collapsed into the cushions that cover the floor of the living room too tired and drunk to move. Edward stumbles back into the living room after locking up and collapses beside me. Both of us very high and happy.
"So you excited about Alice's club?" Edward asked scooting closer to me so that we are inches away from each other, taking my hand in his.
"Yeah, should be a fun time. We will have to break in the place won't we?" I asked jokingly. Edward was now face to face with me, his warm breath on my neck.
"Yeah we'll break it in…" He trailed off as he closed the inch between us and kissed me. My breath caught in my throat as his lips pressed against mine, his tongue demanding entrance to my mouth. Fever quickly took hold of me, and I wound my fingers into his thick mass of bronze locks.
"Edward…" I began but could not recall what I was going to say.
"Its okay." He soothed, his tongue massaging mine.
His hands explore beneath my blouse, massaging beneath the band of my bra before unhooking it with expert ease. The kisses became more passionate and I unconsciously began to grind my pelvis into his groin. He moaned into my mouth and the sound alone brought a trickle of wetness between my legs. I was tingling all over when he took off my blouse and bra altogether. His lips found my breasts and he took turns laving the left, then the right one. I gripped his hair tightly now, sensations overpowering me.
Edward began tugging down my pants, his hands caressing the inner parts of my thighs as he dragged the denim off of my body. He sat up momentarily and quickly slipped his shirt off revealing the perfect abs that had made my mouth water these past weeks living with him. I wanted to run my tongue over each ridge of muscle. The thought made me blush furiously and he smiled down at me. I wanted him in the worst kind of way. I ached in places I didn't know could ache.
Brazenly I pulled at the buckle of his jeans, struggling to see more of him, to feel him pressed against me, skin to skin. He helped me and soon his jeans were gone. Still blurry from the alcohol and weed only fed my bravery as my hand rubbed his growing erection through his boxers.
He hissed in response which encouraged me further as my hand dipped inside the elastic and felt the silky smooth skin of his cock, satin over steel. So hot, I ran my hand up and down the length very slowly feeling ever vein on my way to the bulbous head. His hands touched every bit of bare flesh they could. He gently petted the crouch of my panties, making me thrash beneath him and lose my grip on his cock.
He slid the panties off of me and his were gone moments later as he lay flat on top of me, spreading my legs, his pelvis finding a perfect cradle between my legs. I could feel his hardness pressed against my thigh, And for a moment I panicked. I had feared intimate contact my whole life because I thought it would bring back the horrid things Charlie had done to me. Those thoughts flashed momentarily as he held his cock in his hand and placed it at my entrance. I tensed, but Edward quickly leaned down and kissed me so gently and then smiled reassuringly before he plunged himself inside me.
His eyes widen in shock as he brakes through my barrier, and I bite into my lip to keep from crying out in pain.
"You're a virgin?" He asks, his voice full of disbelief.
I turn my head away and fight the urge to cry. I should have told him.
He is disgusted with me.
"Hey, its okay. I was just surprised." Edward whispers into my ear, nibbling at my earlobe. Excitement tickles through my body, as I adjust to him still inside me. I tense experimentally to see if it still hurts. It doesn't.
Edward moans and I assume that my tensing made him feel good. His eyes never leave mine, but he has yet to move inside me. I am no pro at this, but I thought the process was in and out? Nervously I bring my legs up and wrap them around his waist and he sinks deeper inside me. I feel myself moisten more at this so I thrust my body up to his and it feels even better.
"Bella your going to kill me if you keep wiggling like that!" Edward hissed gently. I stare at him baffled. I thought this would feel nice to him.
Reading my face he laughs.
"I almost came the second I was inside you. Your just so tight, it feels so good." Edward explained his face a little bleary as the alcohol takes more of an affect on me.
"I want to feel you." I whine. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before slowly pulling almost all the way out then thrusting back in. I clutch his shoulders as a tremor racks through me. I want him all over me. I want to taste him, every inch of him. I want to feel him pound into my body over and over again.
"Edward please I want more!" I cry and he quickens his pace thrusting harder into me. I clench around him and feel my whole body begin to tense. Burning starts in my abdomen and scorches to my core. He runs his fingers gently over my clit and I am lost.
I yell out and spasm over and over again holding onto him for dear life as he is pushed over and starts to come inside me hotly, spurt after spurt.
Finally we both still enough to let go of each other though sweat slicks our bodies, we are both shivering and my heart is pounding up into my throat.
Edward leans down and kisses me gently before he pulls out and rolls over to lay beside me. I feel slightly dizzy as my heart starts to slow down. I want to talk to Edward, make sure everything is okay with us but my body betrays me and I pass out, as Edward smoothes the hair from my face.
Edward
She was a virgin. He couldn't believe it. He didn't know what the hell came over him. He should have…What? What would he have done different?
Well, been sober for one, he thought dryly. He probably hurt her pretty bad just thrusting in like that the first time. Such a fucking idiot. He knew he should have waited. He had resisted so long. Everything about her screamed to him though. The day he met her he wanted her more than anyone he had ever met in his entire existence. He had his fair share of women too. No one ever struck that cord. She did, and now he probably ruined it. Asleep on the living room floor was an angel who he had just soiled. I am a pig. Edward thought to himself disgusted.
In the shower the water was as cold as he could stand it. A punishment for his deeds. Damn, he could still smell her.
Taste her. Already hard just thinking about her. Shit! He had to get a hold of himself. What in the world made him think he was deserving of a girl like her?
She was so pure and sweet. He knew it. He was drawn to it. Like a moth to the flames. He couldn't help it. He thought of her all the time. Something about being with her, around her made him feel like a better person, made him feel good. He tried to play it cool, like she didn't effect him. Like they were just good friends. But every time he was with her he had to fight the urge to touch her. It wasn't healthy.
He had to distance himself from her, for her own good. He would only ruin her, like he had so many before. But the others he had never wanted to save. He didn't care what happened to the other girls after he fucked them. They were disposable. She wasn't. No. Not her. He couldn't be the downfall of her. He had never taken any ones virginity before, but he knew the instant he did. He felt the barrier when he began to enter her and that is why he knew he would ruin her, he felt the barrier and didn't stop till it was broken.
He didn't even hesitate. He could pass it off as excitement, but he knew what he was doing. He wanted her to be his. He wanted to mark her as his own. Claim her, so no other could ever be her first. His cock was already becoming unbearably hard as the freezing water sluiced down his body. Cold showers were no help. He fisted it tightly in his hand and began to pump. He thought of her. He face flushed as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her cries as she came spasming around his cock, and he emptied himself inside her, her tight cunt milking him for all he was worth. Faster and faster he jacked himself until he released violently into his hand, streams of cum disappearing down the drain.
Pressing his face against the cool tile, he still felt no relief. He wanted her again. And again. And again.
"Fuck!" Edward hissed at himself knowing full well he would not be able to control himself when he was with her again. She was too addicting. He was quickly becoming obsessed with her and it frightened him because he could not at the moment recall a single face of a girl that came before her.
This was not him. He did not fall for women this easily. In fact, he could truthfully say that he had never been in love at all. Yes, there had been women he liked a little more than others, but no one he wanted around all the time.
He tired of them so easily. Would he tire of Bella? Another thought that scared him. He wanted Bella around. All the time. He felt a little uneasy being away from her sometimes and steadily that feeling grew.
No, it would be best for both of them if he put some distance between them, because whatever these feeling meant, he had no way of knowing if they would remain and for some reason he did not want to hurt Bella.
Sighing, Edward stepped out of the shower and wrapped himself in a towel, determined to put some distance between him and Bella immediately. It might hurt her, but this little pain would save her from the big one to come should they continue on.