The beginning of summer was blissful, as I spent more time with my children and husband, reconnecting.
When I say Edward and I reconnected I do mean that quite literally. The middle of June is when my breasts had dried up and the bleeding at ceased. Edward and I haven't had sex since my Coronation in March.
As most likely everyone could imagine, it was a very nice night together, better then any other we had spent together. This was the time when I could forget about everything but Edward and I, what had started and led to this.
The two of us took private picnics near a pond like at Oakland. It was a grassy clearing where he would spread his cape out and the two of us would just sit talk.
Today was one of those days. Alice had insisted that she and Jasper wanted to play with the children. So I allowed it while the rest of my ladies were dismissed and Edward's gentlemen.
"Do you ever long for the days at Oakland back?" Edward wondered aloud. He was laying on his side with his elbow propped up and his head rested on that.
"I have my journal," I told him. That was the greatest gift Esme had given to me, all my memories were locked into those pages so never to be forgotten.
"So you do?" He questioned.
I nodded.
"Life seemed so simple then didn't it? Just a girl and king, learning how to love together," I sighed fondly.
"We had nothing better to do then want each other," my husband agreed while we each ate an apple together.
"I wear this locket to remind me of our carefree times with each other," I informed him after swallowing a bite of the bright red fruit.
It was the only necklace that I wore. Unless Edward had given me a different necklace that matched the gown I was wearing but still I wore the locket.
"Marie even tried to take it," I laughed thinking of my daughter pulling at the string on my neck after watching it twinkle.
"Did she really?" Edward laughed, I nodded with a chuckle. "Perhaps she shall need one as well."
"Look at us, we cannot even have a conversation without talking of our children," I sighed while rolling my eyes.
Teasingly Edward smirked, "If they wouldn't be as captivating as their mother we would not have this problem."
"This may be true," I allowed jokingly.
"You know Edward; know one is out here…just the two of us…" I trailed off slyly, moving on my hands and knees to crawl towards him.
I pulled out the few pins of my hair and let it fall to my neck as I stalked towards him until I had reached him. I leaned back on my knees and ran my hand down his chest.
"Remember the days when just dancing makes you hard," I whispered seductively. Edward tossed his apple aside and smirked.
"That my darling was yesterday." The next thing I knew Edward had adjusted so that I was pressed on the ground with his weight pressing over me, I could feel his cock through our clothes.
"That is the best kind of sex isn't it? When we're both hot with passion and battling for domination though each of us knows you will win in the end?" I smirked while talking like a whore to him.
"Have I ever mentioned to you that I love the way you moan my name in need, and I feel every ounce of power coursing through my body knowing that I could pleasure you in every way or disappoint you." Quite honestly I was surprised that he was not just giving in to me, he had his own filthy talk to meet mine.
"But you would never disappoint me would you. You cannot resist the feeling of me around you when I'm tight; you need that just as much as I need you." It was another fight for domination.
Edward's mouth was placing kisses on my neck and down the neckline of my gown to where my breasts were peaking at him. This sensation alone felt as if it would set me on fire.
"Why do we even play this game? We know I will win once more," Edward whispered huskily into my ear, his breath drawing me in.
"I will win eventually, you will give into me and I will be in control, you want that do you not? I can see it burning in your eyes, you want to be under me for a change," I purred at him as his hands roamed my sides greedily.
"You're victorious, you have made me painfully hard and I give in. Show me the control you want to have," Edward growled lightly, I grinned slyly.
It did take some difficulty to unlace my stomacher but after that Edward and I were completely unclothed and finding it impossible to keep our hands off one another.
Edward was lying on the cape with me on took of him, lightly scraping my nails down his muscular chest as his large hands played with my full breasts, making my back arch into his body.
"Show me passion my mistress, I am at your command," Edward breathed as my lips were all over his neck and down his chest.
"Passion is what you want; it is what you shall receive." I placed myself over his cock and then slowly I propped my hands on the ground before lowering my body painfully slow onto him.
I grinned mischievously while I set my incredibly slow pace; sliding down a little before rising back up. Edward held roughly onto my bottom and looked as if he was struggling with this speed.
I lowered down so that my breasts were hanging right above his face. His tongue twirled around my nipple skillfully until he sucked it into his month making my stomach coil and my back arch into him.
Sweat formed on my body as I tried to keep the pace I had set previously. My mind was swirling into a haze as he mouth lolled the tip of my breast around. Then he used his teeth to give it a light pinch, making me moan very loudly.
"It seems I found a pleasure spot," he panted before dragging his tongue into between the valleys of creamy mounds of flesh to my right breast where he repeated this action only using the tips of his teeth to lightly scrape around.
I went faster now, and he sucked more intensely. My head went back and then he bit down once more. Hard. I groaned loudly with the intensity of the pleasure.
Before I could do more Edward rolled so that his entire body was pressed against me now and he set his own pace; fast and hard. His lips did not leave my nipple; he twirled the peak around his mouth with his tongue while I held onto his lower back, demanding he go even harder.
After we had each reached the point where it had grown unbearable and climaxed he collapsed onto to me before rolling so I was laying on top of him, trying to steady my breath. Once that was proved to be impossible I looked over at him with a playful glare.
"What ever happened to me in power?" I panted.
His breathing was perfectly fine compared to mine. "It was a nice attempt, I will agree that. But once my lips met this new stop that I am quite fond of, you were done." He smirked and I swatted him.
"We'll try that again later," Edward winked at me, making me giggle and nod.
I always brought a brush when we went on these picnics just to make sure that the two of us would be presentable when we rode back to the castle.
It had proven to be useful a lot.
Once we were inside the two of us walked through the palace together to visit Alice and Jasper. People bowed everywhere as we walked past, something I was still not use to.
My sister and future brother-in-law were in the study much like our previous one with identical twin tables and the wall of glass.
Alice had Marie on her hip and the two of them were looking out the window giggling. Alice would point at something at Marie giggle and try to clap happily.
Jasper had Anthony sitting on his right arm so his back was in Jasper's chest and his left hand was keeping him secure as Jasper stood at a book shelf looking. Anthony was trying to reach out to one and Jasper was talking quietly to him with a lazy smile.
My sister kissed her niece softly on the forehead before the two of them noticed we had entered the room.
Neither curtsied nor bowed and I was glad. I was not entirely sure how my husband felt but I did not care.
Marie spotted me and started to squirm out of Alice's arms to get to mine. Anthony was too engulfed at the wall of books to notice. I walked over at took my baby into my arms and placed her on my own hip.
Using my infant voice that was close to a coo I asked, "Did you have fun with your aunt Alice?"
Even though I was looking at my daughter the question was meant for my sister. "Quite a lot actually."
Marie giggled brightly; I chuckled and nuzzled her little face. She grabbed hold of my locket and I rolled my eyes, "Do you see now?" I angled my body to face Edward so he could witness the grip she had on the locket.
"I shall have the jeweler design something immediately," Edward chuckled. Anthony now noticed that his parents were back and he wanted me as well.
I managed to juggle the two on each of my hips. Alice took Marie back and rocked her while humming her song. Edward and Jasper were talking quietly with each other while called a dry nurse to prepare a bottle for Anthony.
"Have you see Rosalie?" Alice asked me quietly as we walked to the nursery to place a sleeping Marie in her crib.
"I have not, not since yesterday evening," I answered. Then I stopped to think about this.
"Let's check her room," Alice proposed as the nurse came back with Anthony's meal. I handed him to her and she sat down in the rocking chair to feed him.
Rosalie was not in her bedroom, it not appear the bed had been slept in either. I sent servants to ask if anyone had seen her, everyone had the same answer as I had.
By this time I was starting to get frightened, it was not like Rosalie to just disappear for no apparent reason. I gathered some guards and Emmett had his friends.
Benjamin, Michael, Simon, Samuel Black, and a new young lad of court by the name of Peter, he resembled Michael Newton considerably and was a humorous man were the one's that had gathered.
I sent them, along with the guards out to different places to look for my cousin. They all agreed and departed immediately. All my ladies joined me in my chambers as they left. Alice and I explained to them what we were aware of, they had no idea what had happened.
The wet nurse brought Marie back out to me after Anthony was put to sleep and I just held her, worrying about Rosalie.
My girl seemed to sense something was wrong for she had the saddest pout I had ever seen on her face. Her bottom lip was as far out as possible and her eyes were scared. This expression broke my heart and I had no calming for it.
Near twilight, after Edward had sent his men out to look for her a soldier rushed into my room. He told me they had located her and I was needed. I handed a sleeping Marie to Alyssa who took her silently.
Alice and I rushed down the halls. I did not care who was watching me behave like a child, when it was my family I could never care. Alice pounced on the soldier figuratively for answers but he had none.
I was confused and my heart was pounding as we were led out to the stables. I picked up my skirts and rushed to where some men were gathered.
"We found her tied up with ropes, she screams and cowers when one of us tries to go in and help her," Peter told me solemnly. I looked around for Emmett and found he was not here.
"Fetch my brother," I told Peter, he nodded and snapped his fingers sending a lower man to go and retrieve Emmett.
We were all gathered by an empty and dark stable. Candles were lit by it.
"I'm going to go in," I informed them. A captain handed me a lit candle and I ordered Alice to stay back.
Tentatively I stepped into the small room that smelt of fresh hay. I held my candle so the light would shine in the corner. I gasped and almost dropped the candle. My free hand went to my mouth.
Rosalie's beautiful blond hair was dirtied and knotted everywhere. Her gown was ripped into shreds with just enough cloth left to cover where a woman should.
Her face was bloodied but it had dried and was not crisp and dark, her eyes were each black around them and she had a gauge across her forehead.
My cousin's body was shaking quietly and I saw that her back was entirely bare. In horror I noted the slashes there.
"Rosalie," I said quietly. She looked at me, her eyes large and afraid; this was not the woman who had been flitting around my rooms yesterday with confidence in charm.
This someone who was broken and tortured from just that gaze. I did not know what had happened yet I was sure I might have an idea.
"Bella?" I cringed at the sound of her voice, it sounded as bad as mine had the day of labor from all the screaming. It was barely above a whisper and hollow.
"Can Peter and Jasper help you out?" I asked her carefully, feeling miserable at this situation.
Rosalie shock her head once then flinched back from what I was assuming pain. I sighed, and decided for the love of my cousin they must try.
I stepped back and spoke quietly with the two of them asking to try once more. It was clear they had gotten her untied, no matter how painful it was for either of them.
Once Rosalie said them she let out a shriek that made my blood curl. Tears started to come to her eyes as she muttered, 'no' over and over again.
"Send Emmett in," I told Jasper in a voice that I dared not to be above a whisper. He nodded and my brother came in as soon as Peter had exited.
"My God," Emmett's face showed nothing but absolute horror and anger.
"Try to go near her, she will not allow any other man close," I ordered him. He nodded solemnly and hesitantly took a few steps towards her.
I watched as Emmett crouched down to her level and waddled like a duck to her. He spoke soothing words to her as I did when comforting Marie during a storm.
"Oh Rose, what have they done to you," Emmett sighed painfully as Rosalie seemed to relax a little more as he came closer.
"Give her your cloak," I said gently to Emmett. He nodded without looking at me, it fell from his shoulders and he offered it to Rosalie who was still quivering.
I slipped out of the stable after a thought had occurred to me. There were six men and Alice standing there, I faced the men and took a breath that normally reminded myself I was queen.
"You are not to speak about this, if someone asks where you were you make an answer; I will not tolerate any rumors or stories of this evening in my court. If I hear of any news of this there will be consequences." I told them gravely and sternly. They nodded and bowed.
"I am glad you understand," I said stiffly before looking back at Emmett who was coming out of the door with Rosalie curled in his arms.
"Run ahead and tell the maids to fill for a bath in my room," I told Alice. She nodded and lifted her skirts before rushing out ahead of us. Jasper slipped past us as well and rushed to catch up with her.
Emmett told the remaining four men to block him and Rose once they had entered the castle. They nodded and formed a line in front of the two. I trailed behind thinking so many thoughts I wouldn't be able to remember any of them.
We slipped in through the back door and up a narrow flight of stairs, managing not to catch anyone's attention in the process, and for that I was thankful.
I went into the room first to see who was left; thankfully Esme had selected today to visit the court and her grandchildren.
The rest of my ladies had either gone to their rooms or just left the chambers. Esme was playing with Marie as we I entered.
"Will you keep an eye on her?" I asked hurriedly. She looked up at me and her eyebrows furrowed together. Then they smoothed out and her face turned grave.
"What has happened?"
Emmett then brought Rosalie in through the door after hearing Esme's voice. Her mouth fell open and she gasped in surprise. Marie started to cry upon seeing me. Esme blinked a few times before scooping the child up and rushing to the nursery.
"The bath is prepared," Alice informed me, exiting from the room with Jasper behind her. Her face was serious with no light, something no one would associate with Alice.
"Alice and I will handle this," I said turning to Emmett. "Jasper will stay out here and keep people away and fetch you if needed. Go inform uncle of his daughter's condition." I instructed Emmett in one breath.
"Tell His Majesty to come in here in an hour if he pleases," I finished. Emmett kissed Rosalie's forehead and nodded before walking into my bathing room and setting her on the couch in the corner.
And with that, Alice and I were left with our broken cousin. I rubbed my eyes sadly before walking over to her and sitting next to her on the couch.
"What happened Rose?" I asked her miserably. Lightly I sat down next to her and put my arm around her shoulder. She leaned into me.
*hides under my desk* Please don't hurt me. I know Rosalie is ALWAYS the one who gets raped, but mine isn't random! Ugh, it so looks like it doesn't it? Oh eff it.
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~Carmen