Edward had always been the quiet, silent type, but when Tanya was with him he was a wholly different person. She brought out the animal in him that he tried to keep locked away; she made his blood boil and his heart yearn. She was the pleasure of Heaven and burn of Hell all in one person. She was his savior and his demon...she was the perfection he craved, but she wasn't the type for a committed relationship. Tanya was a wild stallion that hated the thought of being tamed, being broken to fill someone else's desires. She was such a temptation, the real forbidden fruit he shouldn't have had.

She had been on his mind ever since he'd left Alaska to come back for Bella, and with good reason. She offered more than a shoulder for him…she had offered everything. He had accepted like the selfish bastard he was and took it out on her, taking her hard and violent, all of his aggression poured out through those long hours. She had laid with him afterward, her body molding perfectly into his own. Neither of them spoke, Tanya's mind closed off from his probing powers, and before he knew it he was packed and leaving back for Forks, leaving to go back to Bella…the girl that made him feel things he hadn't since he was human. He left without a word to Tanya, only leaving in his wake the mystery of what could have been.

He stroked Bella's head and sang to her, lulling her into a sleep from which he knew she would not wake easily. Tanya was back, and he knew it, all of the Denali clan was coming to Forks for the wedding that was to take place the following week. He knew that Tanya would prove difficult, and he knew that if he let things get out of hand there would be no going back. He kissed Bella on her forehead, quietly sneaking from the room he had spent so much time in. The run home was filled with thoughts of Tanya, what he would say to Tanya, what she would respond with…what the two of them would do. It only took minutes for him to travel to his house and with a heavy sigh he walked toward the door.

He paused when he stepped inside the foyer, wanting to sense where Tanya was so that she couldn't surprise him, he never was one to like people surprising him. After a few moments of standing still he quietly walked up the stairs, the scent of rose hips leading him to his bedroom. He found Tanya there, her back to him, showing her long strawberry blonde hair that flowed down her back in a curtain of silk. In one fluid movement she turned her head toward him, chin resting on her shoulder. She smiled at him, revealing her pearly white teeth. His hands instantly went inside of his pockets, over his thighs where there were many crescent shaped marks from those very teeth. He felt his groin respond to her smile and he was thankful that the pants weren't formfitting like some of his other pairs. He smiled shyly and cleared his throat.

"Tanya…lovely to see you. How have you been?"

"It's almost been a year and all you can say is that it's lovely to me? Have you not missed me at all?"

Edward swallowed hard, his adams' apple bobbing up and down as he did so. There was no other woman on earth that could make him nervous, but here he was, ready to sweat like a schoolboy who had been caught with a naughty magazine. He chuckled low, hoping it would make him come off more amused and confident with her in the room.

"How could I not miss you? Tanya you already knew that I missed you."

"Oh yes of course…missed me enough to leave for a human. So sorry that I misinterpreted that for you wanting to have nothing to do with me, silly me."

She gave him a malicious smirk and stood, her lithe figure coming into full view. She wore backless black silk halter top that displayed her creamy white shoulders and small back. The lack of straps suggested she wore no bra, and there was no need to. Edward's eyes moved downward toward the short skirt she wore along with the top, tight black leather that hugged her small hips, long legs stretching for miles. He felt his cock twitch at the site of her, felt the lust she seemed to radiate heat his cold skin.

"Tanya you know that I only went back because I couldn't help myself. I can't help how I feel about her…I know it seems as though I'm making excuses, but it's the truth damnit!"

"Edward…you talk way too much darling. Maybe it would be best if you'd just shut…the hell…up."

She sauntered toward him, her walk powerful and commanding, she kept walking until she stood right in front of him. She stood almost half a foot shorter than him, but it was obvious who was in control of the situation. She ran a white hand from the column of his neck, to his rock hard chest, and stopped when she reached the waistband of his boxers.

"Edward…do you know how much I've missed you?"

He couldn't speak coherently, his train of thought crashing before it could start. With force he managed to get out a struggling, "No."

"Do you want me to show you how much I've missed you?"

He couldn't shake his head fast enough. Bella? Who the fuck was Bella? All Edward knew was Tanya and her cold touch, the fire of lust burning through to his indestructible bones. He hurried to try to remove his clothes, but Tanya stopped him.

"No. We play by my rules, and because you don't know the rules you'll just have to sit there until I tell you what to do."

He sat there, dumbfounded. Whenever they had been together she had given him all the control, letting him become the animal he needed to be. Now the roles were switched and he was going to let her do whatever she wanted and more…