AN: Thanks for reviews! You guys are cruel as I am to poor Dickward. ;)
Just to remind you, there's no vampire powers in this story. A couple people seemed to have forgot, but I've mentioned it many times, lol. Here's the next chapter. :)
—
Chapter 59:
—
For the next two days Bella remained in her room as she recovered from her horrific ordeal at the hands of the man she used to love. She had been a bit sparse with the details, of course, but she had made it clear that Edward hadn't quite managed to rape her. Not for lack of trying but rather due to the interference of me, her one true mate. Apparently I had saved her life, although in reality it was actually the opposite. Edward in his fury would've surely killed me if not for Bella's newborn power. But, of course, in the narrative we told, her newborn strength had been rather ineffectual in overcoming her shock and fright, and Edward had managed to get the upperhand. Bella perhaps might've gotten even more sympathy if she claimed full rape but her gold star pride wouldn't allow it. She didn't want anyone to think she had actually had a cock inside her, against her will or not. She had finished up the tale by claiming Edward had fled. She didn't want to spoil the vacation with a funeral.
The damage to her face had been quite extensive but Carlisle gave her some bloodpacks he kept for emergency. Bella preferred warm blood, of course, but she accepted the bags gratefully and drained them one by one. With fresh blood in her system the cracks on her face soon closed over and the bite marks in her forehead healed and by the next morning after the incident there was little sign she had been through anything traumatizing at all.
Unless she had an audience, of course. Esme came by in the mornings to check on her and check if there was any laundry to be done and Bella would do her best to act sad and regretful while apologizing for being such a bother, a perfect little bird with a broken wing. She declined leaving her room, claiming she just wanted to be alone for a while, and Esme would nod and back out and once she was gone Bella would burst out laughing into a pillow. We spent most of the day fucking, taking advantage of the privacy, but we had to be very quiet. After such a traumatic experience as the other night she really oughtn't feel like having sex. Not loudly enough for other people to hear, anyway. So I did her quietly, crawling over her and kissing her mouth, both of us naked, my hand between her legs and rubbing her vagina, up and down, before inserting a few fingers inside and pumping her into an orgasm. Her face when she climaxed was exquisite in the morning sunlight and it was almost difficult to believe that behind such beauty lay such tremendous evil.
Kate and Leah came by on the second day, ostensibly to make sure she was okay, but, of course, they didn't believe for a single second that Bella was the actual victim. At first Bella tried to trick them a little bit but they would have none of it and eventually Bella just told them the truth. Well, the embellished truth with minor exaggerations. She didn't actually rip off his cock and shove it in his mouth but she did rip it off. Kate and Leah were stunned. Leah hadn't even met Edward so she was mostly just in awe, laughing and remarking that she wished she could do the same thing to a few of the guys she used to date. Kate had been quite close friends with Edward but she clearly had much more affection for Bella and she couldn't help admiring this darkhaired demoness who lounged naked in the bed with her breasts exposed and her nipples stiff from recounting the tale. Both those nipples were soon engulfed between lips as Kate and Leah made love to her in something like a state of worship, moaning and moving down to her vagina and licking her to an orgasm. They stayed for the rest of the afternoon and the four of us exchanged lickings until finally it was just Bella and I.
There had been no visit from Tanya and I confess that did worry me a little. It had been Tanya's idea to bring us here and it certainly wasn't to castrate and murder an old friend that she had been partly in love with at one time.
Irena and Claire didn't come visit either but that was to be expected. Irena would've known exactly what happen and she had no urgent need for gossip. Of all the Denali's she seemed to be the one least attached to these Cullens. In any case, she wasn't the type of woman to rush to anybody's comfort, so it made sense that she would simply stay back and give Bella time to get over her, apparent, ordeal. Carmen came instead at night and sat on the edge of the bed and listened to the story with motherly disapproval. She called Bella a very naughty girl and made Bella promise never to tell any of the Cullens. Bella scoffed and said she wasn't stupid and Carmen gave her a doubtful look before rising and leaving the room.
On the morning of the third day there was a knock on the door and a pretty voice that said:
"Bella? Can I come in?"
I recognized the voice as Alice.
Bella and I were under the sheets, playing with each other's pussies and smiling into each other's faces, and suddenly we stopped giggling and froze.
"Shit," I said. "You're supposed to be traumatized."
Bella giggled again and quickly leaped out of bed and all but jumped into a pair of panties.
"Just a minute," she called out.
I was out of the bed as well and tying a bathrobe around my naked body. It was always frustrating to be denied an orgasm but it would be nice to see the girl. Bella hadn't seen her at all since returning to the villa and it would be another opportunity to stretch her range as an actress.
She was wrapping a bathrobe around herself as well and now she fluffed out her hair and hurried over to the door. With the doorhandle in her hand she took a moment to compose herself, taking a deep breath and settling her face into something more subdued, and then she opened the door.
As expected Alice was standing there. Her own pretty face was etched with sadness and she gave Bella a look of sympathy.
"Hey, Bella," she said gently, like talking to a small baby. "How are you feeling?"
Bella nodded glumly and stepped back to allow Alice to enter. "I'll be alright. I just can't believe he'd do that to me. And I feel so sorry for you guys. Rosalie was right. I never should've come here. This is my all fault. It's because of me that he—"
Alice had entered the room and now she turned back to Bella with a firm expression.
"Bella, stop," she said. "Don't you dare blame yourself for something like this. Edward is the one who attacked you. This is nobody's fault but his."
Bella heaved a sigh. As if she knew her friend was right but she couldn't help blaming herself anyway. She really enjoyed playing the victim. The attention seemed to agree with her. Alice wrapped her arms around her and hugged her tightly.
"I'm so sorry he put you through that," she whispered.
I was standing by the bed and Bella was looking at me over Alice's shoulder. She smirked as she returned the hug and lowered her hand and made a claw with her fingers at the ass of the other girl's tight sexy jeans, not quite touching it.
"Thank you, Alice," she said, her voice soft and grateful.
Alice gave her a squeeze and released her. She smiled at her for a while and then turned to look at me.
"I'm sorry for you too, Victoria," she said. "Esme said when you got back to the villa you were…"
She trailed off respectfully and I smiled.
"Naked?" I finished for her.
She smiled as well and I laughed.
"Not to worry," I said. "In five hundred years I've been through much worse, trust me. My only concern is for Bella. And for your coven, of course. Edward has betrayed you as much as he did Bella. He was very…misguided."
Alice nodded at my tactful way of calling her coven brother an animal. Thankfully she didn't seem to disagree. Not yet, at least. She must've been struggling so hard to understand how he could do this, Edward, her brother, a man she had loved and trusted for years, but in respect for Bella she didn't request any details.
For a moment the three of us stood there in silence. Alice looked at us, one then the other, and then suddenly she smiled.
"So hey," she said cheerfully. "The boys are out in the jungle, searching for Edward, so I thought I could take you and the girls down to the beach and cheer you up. What do you think? Are you up to it? After all, this is still a vacation, right?"
Bella was holding the robe closed at her chest. A tentative smile appeared on her mouth, mostly acted of course. She looked at me and I gave her an encouraging smile and then she turned back to Alice.
"Sure," she said. "That would be great."
Alice giggled and clapped her hands cutely.
"Awesome," she said. "You can borrow one of my bikinis."
She gave Bella a wink and Bella pretended to be shy aside from that glint in her eye.
It took about an hour to round up the women of the household and get them all fitted out in bikinis. No one mentioned Bella's fragile state. It was understood without actual explanation that we were trying to cheer her up and forget about what happened and start enjoying the rest of the vacation. Kate and Leah were exuberant but they did dim somewhat when they learned there would be no Emmett to appreciate their bikinis. Claire had been having breakfast on a terrace outside, a small eggwhite omelette eaten primly with a silver knife and fork, and Irena was happy to commit her slave to the bikini bash and even offered to attend herself. Esme and Carmen were found in the kitchen. They both tried to decline, of course—mature housewomen that they were—but Carmen was eventually swayed by Alice's charm. Perhaps it was the pixiecut. Carmen had always been a sucker for pixiegirls.
I inquired about Tanya but apparently she had joined the men in their search for Edward. I hoped that wasn't a sign she actually missed him. It would be an extremely unfortunate oversight if the other night caused any damage to our relationship with Tanya.
It was a beautiful day outside, sunny and bright, and soon the group of us was spread across the golden beach in sexy two-piece bikinis or frolicking in the crystal clear water. Shrieks and giggles of wet girls mingled among the calls of seagulls as Kate and Leah splashed at each other in the shallow water and chased each other and tackled each other down in their bikinis and rolled through the surf. Leah was in black and Kate in yellow. Bella had declined to join them, still pretending to be slightly traumatized, and I stuck by her side. We were both in borrowed bikinis that were just a bit too small, me in red, her in black, utterly naked aside from those tiny patches of fabric that stretched scandalously snug over our nipples and vaginas. Alice was in pink and she looked like a sexy piece of candy that you wanted to just eat up.
Irena was in green, a sparkling emerald bikini that she wore like a mermaid, and she was squirting some lotion into her palm. Claire was sitting on a blanket in the sand and she was smiling to herself as Irena rubbed the lotion into her skin, a subtle role reversal perhaps, the pet getting the attention. Claire had the most plain figure of any woman on the beach but she wore her bikini well even with the stings of it digging into the soft layer of flab that coated her body. She accepted her mistress's attention most gratefully and smiled very shyly and held the bikini top to her breasts as Irena untied it and continued to massage ointment into her back.
Esme and Carmen were both on deckchairs, like same-sex parents watching over their children. Esme wore a large pair of glasses and a sari to partly cover her legs and Carmen wore a sari as well. Carmen used a hand over her eyes to shield them from the sun and I noticed how she kept glancing at Alice. Alice and Bella had fetched a pail of seawater and now they were building a sandcastle nearby the two older women. Alice was giggling all the time and chatting and shaping the wet sand with her hands, her small breasts bundled up in her tiny pink bikini, her wet legs freckled with sand like pastries dusted with cinnamon. At one point she noticed Carmen looking at her and gave Carmen a smile so bright it almost blasted the Spanish woman off her deckchair. Carmen gave a shaky smile in return and somehow I got the feeling these two women would be sort of perfect for each other—if the girl hadn't been married, of course.
By now Bella and Alice had become comfortable to quietly confer about that night. Bella told the story of what had happened. How she had gone to Edward and how Edward had assumed she was returning to him. How he couldn't understand that she was with someone else now. How the situation had escalated until he put his hands on her. Alice listened sorrowfully and shook her head and used a plastic spade to shape her sandcastle.
"It sucks so much what happened with you and Edward," she said. "When Carlisle told me you were coming I thought it was going to be so fun. But he had to go and ruin everything."
Bella by now was allowing herself to come out of her fake trauma and she smiled at her old friend across the sandcastle. "We can still have a lot of fun, Alice," she said. "In fact, I'm having a lot of fun right now. I really missed you, you know. It makes me so happy to be here with you."
Alice looked up with a smile. Her face was pretty in the sunlight and her pink little lips were sparkling with gloss. Bella returned the smile for a long moment and then leaned forward slowly and placed a kiss on those lips.
I raised my eyebrows. Quite a daring gesture, that.
I was sitting there with them, my legs stretched out in the sand. Alice's eyes shot open at the kiss but it was just a kiss and she did nothing to protest. She accepted it for a little bit, her lips twitching into a smile, and she giggled as Bella pulled away.
"Oh," she said with a laugh. "Okay. Um…"
She wiped her mouth, glancing about to see if anyone saw. Bella tilted her head and smirked at her.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Alice giggled again. "You just kiss people like that, do you?"
"I thought we were having a moment," Bella said, smiling. "No?"
Alice chuckled and shook her head embarrassedly. "You've changed so much since I saw you last, Bella."
Bella looked at her and let her eyes wander over Alice's cute, perfect, bikini-clad form.
"You haven't," Bella said. "You're still as sexy as you always were."
Alice looked up, her smile on the verge of a smirk. Shy. Excited. The spade in one hand, the sandcastle forgotten.
Bella returned the smile and went a little coy herself.
"Truth is, the real reason I came here was for you," she said. "I wanted to help Edward, but most of all I just wanted to see you again. Ask Vicky. She'll tell you how excited I was."
Alice glanced at me and I nodded. It was actually true. Well, Bella had been more excited to see Alice's ass than Alice herself, but that was a minor detail.
Alice turned back to Bella and gave a cute little shrug of a bare shoulder.
"Well," she said. "Jazz and I do have sort of an open relationship."
Bella lifted a brow in amusement. "Sort of?"
Alice giggled shyly. "Yeah. Sort of. I guess we're more like soul-friends than soul-mates. He doesn't often make use of the openness but sometimes I like to have a little fun. Mostly with other girls. Jasper's the only man I'd ever need. But sometimes my body needs a woman's touch. You know?"
Now she was outright flirting. Bella smirked and returned in kind.
"Well," she said. "Anytime you want to have a little fun with Vicky and I, you're more than welcome. Vicky would love to get to know you better too, right Vicky?"
I laughed to myself and shook my head. Alice giggled again and looked down at the sandcastle and began to carve a moat with the spade. Seagulls were moving across the horizon where the ocean and sky met in almost identical shades of light blue and you could hear their calls very softly on the warm morning breeze.
Irena by now had Claire completely covered in lotion and she had begun making out with her on the blanket, cuddled together in each other's laps with Claire's head tilted back and Irena tongue inside her mouth. Kate and Leah were strolling hand in hand through the surf, pausing to bend and pick up certain seashells and carry them for a time. Esme was reading a magazine and she kept showing certain articles to Carmen, the two of them on their deckchairs in their bikinis and saris.
Bella was aiding Alice in her creation of a moat around their castle, digging with her hands and making sure their fingers bushed occasionally. Alice was quite taken by her old friend, glancing at her over and over, and she seemed to be almost falling in love in a strange way.
"I can't get over how beautiful you are now," she was saying. "I mean, you were always beautiful, but now? Wow. I always knew you would make a perfect vampire."
Bella smirked, digging the moat. "Edward never wanted to turn me."
"I know. But I would've done it myself if you wanted me too. It was never his decision to make, anyway. He was always so old fashioned. His ideas about women were very wrong. I thought he would change, but I guess he only became worse. Maybe we shouldn't be surprised at how he ended up treating you. In his mind he probably thought it was you who was the bad guy."
Bella smirked at that and didn't answer. Alice sighed, not noticing the smirk.
"I really am so sorry, Bella," she said. "It makes me sick to think what he did to you."
Bella laughed and shook her head. "It's alright," she said. "I'm tougher than I look. Honestly, I mostly just feel bad for you guys."
"But still. It must've been so awful."
Bella laughed again and looked up from the ditch she was digging. Alice seemed lost in sympathy but now she looked up as well inquiringly. Bella smiled at her and lowered her voice.
"Alice," she said. "Don't you remember when I told you how Vicky and I met?"
Alice blinked once. Then it dawned on her.
Bella had been raped before.
The recollection startled the girl and she looked at me quickly and then back at Bella. Bella smiled at her expression and chuckled once.
"Violence isn't all that big a deal to me," she said. "Like I said, I was mostly just worried about you guys."
Alice put a hand on her head and the hand was full of wet sand that clung to her hair. "Oh my god. I completely forgot."
Alice lowered the hand and started dusting at her hair to get rid of the sand. I watched her quietly, hoping my mate knew what she was doing. It wouldn't be wise to reveal too much although I could see she wanted to.
I laughed to lighten the mood a little.
"It's actually too bad he didn't succeed," I said. "It would've been his best chance to win her away from me."
I gave her a wink and she rolled my eyes. Alice laughed at the exchange, a tiny snort of disbelief. Bella smiled and kept digging.
"You're the only one who knows, so I don't mind being honest," she said. "Everyone thinks I'm some delicate flower, but I'm not."
"Tell me about it."
"I think that was Edward's problem. He thought I was same girl I used to be. He wasn't prepared when he found out what I really was and he really didn't react well."
"Yeah, I could imagine. Wow."
"You're not mad at me, are you?"
"For what?"
"Well, in some ways it really was my fault. If I wasn't the kind of girl I am, then maybe none of that night would've happened. I mean…"
Bella trailed off with a little shrug. She had basically just told the truth but in such an indirect way that kept the other girl on her side. Alice gave her a firm look and reached to touch her hand.
"You don't have to apologize for who you are, Bella," she said. "You met someone new and you're happy. It was up to him to accept it and he couldn't."
Bella smiled, their hands clasped in the moat of their sandcastle, their fingers clogged with wet sand. She gave the girl's hand a squeeze and then let it go and kept digging.
"I'm really glad you're okay with the new me, Alice," she said. "I knew if anyone would be, it was you."
"I know what you mean. I'm a lot more opened minded than the others."
"I know, you're awesome. We should really hang out a lot more and make sure to keep in touch after the rest of us leave the island."
"Definitely."
"Hey, you know what? Vicky and I are gonna have to feed soon. You should join us on a hunt. It would be so awesome. Have you ever fed from people before?"
Alice's hands stopped digging.
She looked up.
"Um," she said. "People?"
I smiled at her and chuckled at both her expression and how masterfully Bella was manipulating her. It was truly brilliant. The poor innocent girl didn't stand a chance. Bella was playing her like a violin.
Bella smirked at her and dusted her hands.
"Yeah," she said. "People."
Alice giggled, almost shyly, and reached for the pail of water. "No," she said. "No, I don't feed from people. Frankly, I'm shocked that you do. I never would've thought you would."
Bella grinned and gave me a look. "I guess it's Vicky's influence."
Alice laughed and dipped her fingers in the water and used it to sprinkle the castle. "I guess so. You don't feel bad about it?"
"Not at all."
"Not even a little bit?"
"No way. I love it. Killing is even more fun than feeding. And rape? Raping a girl is more fun than all of it."
Alice was staring at her. Her smile draining. She had her fingers in the pail of seawater and after a while her throat moved as some lump in there was swallowed away. She lowered the pail and looked toward Esme and Carmen, perhaps to check if they heard, but both women were still chatting on their sunchairs and passing the magazine back and forth.
Bella was smiling at her in a bold way and the smile sharpened when Alice turned back to her.
"I wasn't even a vampire when I first killed someone," she said. "Do you remember Jessica from school? She used to be that little bitch who spread incest rumors about your family."
Alice blinked and her voice came out very soft.
"Used to be?" she asked.
Bella smirked and made an airy gesture with a hand.
"Well, let's just say she won't be spreading any more rumors," she said.
Alice's mouth dropped open. Her eyes were wide. The sunlight was in her long black eyelashes and the expression was completely adorable on her.
"You killed her?" she asked in a disbelieving hiss.
Bella smirked and shrugged casually.
Alice suddenly breathed out and looked away toward the ocean. A strange smile had sprung onto her lips that she didn't seem to know what to do with. She couldn't believe it but she had been lulled into something almost like admiration by how casually Bella had revealed it.
Bella gave me a smile but I cautioned her with my eyes to be careful. The girl was obviously quite susceptible but it was ill-advised to reveal too much too fast. Bella grinned and waited for Alice's attention again. Alice ran a hand through her short black hair and then turned back to Bella.
Bella smiled at her and went on in small whispers of excitement like a girl telling how she lost her virginity.
"I was still human at the time," she said. "Vicky needed a victim so I suggested Jessica. She drove me down to forks and taught me how to stalk. How to prepare. Then we snatched her up."
Alice was listening breathlessly. Bella smiled and tilted her head.
"Wanna know how I killed her?" she asked.
Alice didn't know how to reply. She glanced at me. I merely smiled, watching her face struggle with flutters of excitement and dark curiosity. Her pretty lips moved into a little bit of a smile but she still didn't reply. Bella grinned at her.
"Come on, Alice," she urged gently. "Wanna know?"
An odd chuckle came out of the girl in the pink bikini.
"Okay," she said.
Bella smiled and gave me a glance and then she took the small plastic spade that Alice had been digging with and used it to demonstrate.
"I used a knife," she said, taking a grip on the handle of the spade. "Jess was all taped up. Wrists and ankles. I'd already raped her and played with her for little bit and now it was time for the final blow. I was straddling her hips and Vicky was sitting on her face. Jess was eating Vicky out because she had no choice. I lifted the knife, trying to time it exactly with Vicky's orgasm, and…"
Bella had raised the spade like a dagger and now she thrust it down into the sandcastle.
Alice jumped. She had been watching, mesmerized, and now her huge yellow eyes were wide and full of some strange excitement that she didn't understand. But that excitement was very familiar to Bella and Bella smiled at her.
"…and I drove the knife right between her naked little tits," she concluded.
Bella released the spade, leaving it embedded in the sandcastle they'd been building. Alice swallowed a lump in her throat and took the spade out and laid it down. The sandcastle was ruined. She looked at it for a long moment but before anyone could speak we were interrupted by Kate and Leah.
They came jogging over in their black and yellow bikinis, breasts bouncing, hair dripping. Kate had a handful of wet sand and she threw it at Leah and Leah shrieked and laughed as it spattered on her back. She grabbed Kate and put Kate in a headlock and together they stumbled over to our little group.
"Yo, you guys coming into the water or not?" Leah asked with a grin and her girlfriend's head locked under her arm. "I need some back up. Kate's killing me in a splash fight."
Alice had smiled reflexively but she was still very startled by Bella's revelation. Leah was giving Kate a noogie, her knuckles twisting into that wet blonde hair, and Kate was squealing. Bella laughed at them.
"You seem to be winning right now," she said.
Kate giggled and pushed out of the headlock and gave Leah a hefty spank on her bikini'ed ass.
"I was letting her," she said. Then she turned to Alice and offered a hand. "Come on, Ally, I've hardly seen you this whole time we've been on the island. Let's get wet together—if you know what I mean."
She winked and everyone laughed.
Everyone but Alice.
She was still very startled but she managed a smile and she did put her hand in Kate's for Kate to help her up. Bella and I rose as well. Alice was dusting the sand from her buttocks and thighs and she kept glancing at Bella with a look in her eyes that was partly scared, partly disbelieving, and partly excited. The interruption had been well timed. Clearly all the girl required was time to let the curiosity grow.
Carmen and Esme had paid attention to this last bit of the conversation and now Carmen called to us from her deckchair.
"You girls be careful," she said. "The water looks deep."
Leah laughed and Kate rolled her eyes.
"Yes, mom," she said in monotone.
Alice giggled at Carmen cutely. "Oh, Carmen," she said. "You're worse than Esme."
Esme frowned on her deckchair indignantly and Carmen went embarrassed. Alice giggled again and then she went over and seized Carmen's hand.
"Come with us into the water," she said. "Don't just sit there looking beautiful. Come on, it'll be fun. Let's get you nice and wet."
"Oh, no, no, I…"
But the woman was no match for the girl. Alice pulled her out the deckchair and ripped the sari away from her legs, exposing the long brown lengths of them to the sun. Carmen was in a red bikini and her modesty was out of all proportion to her voluptuous latina body.
Kate meanwhile had done the same to Esme, pulling the older woman out of her deckchair and plucking the sunglasses from her face and the sari from around her hips. Her bikini was blue and it fit her womanly body perfectly. The two of them tried to protest but the rest of us heckled them and spanked them toward the water.
We called for Claire and Irena to come as well but they smiled and declined and remained there on the blanket in each other's arms while the rest of us waded into the surf.
The cool water lapped at our legs and washed away the sand and the sun was shimmering across the surface of the ocean like a vat of liquid diamond. Kate and Leah were splashing at Esme, getting her wet as they had promised, and Alice had jumped on Carmen's back for a piggyback ride. Bella was still acting a little traumatized for Esme's benefit, merely standing in the water and smiling at the others having fun, until Esme herself began splashing Bella in an effort to get her to join in. I started splashing her as well and soon Bella was giggling and shrieking and running down the beach in her bikini. Alice gave chase and caught her around the middle and the girls shared a strange moment of intimacy there in the sunlight and the hip-high water, looking into each other's wet faces with smiles and sparkling eyes and some terrible and exciting secret between them.
We spent about an hour in the water, first playing in the shallows and then swimming out into the deeps. Leah wasn't much of a swimmer so she stayed behind but us vampire ladies dove under the surface and played like porpoises, the entire world silenced in the thickness of the deeps and our hair afloat around our heads like seaweed. We darted at each other like sharks and snatched at legs or arms, smiling but unable to giggle. Alice had stolen Carmen's bikini top and Carmen was swimming after her with a hand over her breasts. The sun was shimmering overhead but the rays didn't penetrate far. Bella and I were enveloped in a romantic underwater gloom and we were moving together slowly, smiling, touching each other's faces and admiring the ebb and sway of each other's hair as it spread like squidink in that murky deep. Neither of us needed to breathe and we looked at each other for a long time before we kissed in silence and salt and wrapped our arms and legs around each other like tentacles.
By early afternoon the group was disbanding. Esme had work to get back to and Carmen's propriety wouldn't allow her to have fun for too long.
The lack of adult supervision, however, worked in our favor and soon we had wheedled Alice into a little bit of an orgy there on the beach. She tried to decline, of course, but she hadn't even been able to resist Bella and I, much less the combined seductive power of Kate and Leah as well. Leah in particular was quite aggressive and Alice seemed to really respond to her particular sexiness, the athletic body, the biceps, the breasts, the black bikini. The poor pixie was becoming so turned on that she simply couldn't resist and soon we were taking turns making out with her, weaving our fingers into her short wet hair. Her skull was so tiny and her body so slight and she really was a delicious little thing.
Soon there were bikini's in the sand like colourful pieces of seaweed, discarded where they had been tossed, and the four of us were naked on the blanket, licking at our salted bodies and spreading vaginas and licking deep in there as well. Alice was losing her little mind. She had a natural sluttiness about her, similar to Bella, and it surprised me how such a girl could be satisfied in such a coven. She was giggling and all but gorging herself on vagina, kneeling there on her hands and knees with her face buried between Bella's thighs, or Kate's thighs, or Leah's thighs, or even my own, moaning and lapping at our salty slits like an oyster feast. One by one we orgasmed in lust and laughter and one by one Alice continued to eat us out with someone behind her to pump her pussy with a couple of fingers.
By now the sun was declining and it was time to call it a day before the boys returned. Our bikinis were full of sand and we didn't bother putting them back on, we just scooped them up in our hands and walked back to the villa naked with the sky dimming and going orange behind us. Alice was giggling and she said she'd never be able to look Emmett in the eye if he knew what she just did and Kate and Leah said he was welcome to join in. Alice balked at that with a laugh and said no way. Emmett was basically a brother to her. Bella said boys were disgusting anyway and Alice giggled and agreed a little. They kept glancing at each other all the way back to the villa and I wondered if Alice would be able to handle Bella's true nature. So far she seemed to be entirely without judgement but we would have to go slow and corrupt her gently.
By the time it was dark, Bella and I were in our room, freshly showered and clad in dresses and applying puffs. Tanya still hadn't come to visit us and I thought it was time for us to go to her.
Tanya's room was two doors down the corridor from our own. There was moonlight in the windows and Bella and I had taken care to put on a little makeup and nice pairs of panties under our dresses. I had a feeling Tanya might be a little upset with us and that Bella and I might need to earn her forgiveness with lots of loving sex. But when I knocked on the door softly with my knuckles there was no answer for a moment. Bella and I waited a little bit and then I knocked again. There was more silence and I was worried that she was deliberately ignoring us when finally the door opened.
To reveal Carlisle.
Well. I was a little surprised to say the least. He was fully dressed but several buttons of his white silk shirt were undone and his blonde hair was mussed as if a woman had been weaving her fingers through it very recently.
He gave us a smile and a nod and continued down the corridor. Bella and I watched him go with our mouths open and then we entered the room.
The room was lit entirely in candlelight, dim and orange, and Tanya was still half naked. She had just put on a pair of white lace panties and now she was slipping a white satin nightie over her head. The nightie came down over her body, the shimmering fabric clinging to her curves, and her face when it was revealed was rather cold.
I smiled and tried to alleviate the awkwardness.
"Well," I said. "Carlisle, hm? I'm almost envious. Does his wife know?"
Tanya looked at us with her hands on her hips. "Carlisle and I have a special relationship. Always have."
Bella was confused at the coldness. She glanced at me. I was a little confused as well. Tanya was moving out to the balcony and Bella and I followed her.
The balcony looked out over the ocean. Dark blue and rolling and the sullen sound of it in the distance. The beach stretched both ways and the sand was pale blue in the moonlight. Tanya leaned a hip on the marble balustrade and sighed. I smiled and once again tried to lighten things up.
"So," I said. "Any luck finding Edward?"
Tanya turned her cold eyes to me.
"Nope," she said. "And something tells me he's gone for good. Isn't he?"
I winced and felt a stab of hurt in my chest at her tone. Bella as well had gone very sober. She could tell Tanya was very upset and Bella was genuinely regretful even if she didn't quite understand.
"Are you mad?" Bella asked.
Tanya sighed again, softening, and shook her head. "Not mad. Just disappointed. I thought we had an understanding. These people are our friends. I didn't think you would betray my trust like this."
Tanya said that last part with a look at me. As if she mostly held me accountable. And she was right. I should've done more to keep Bella in line.
Bella shook her head and tried to defend me.
"It was my fault," she said. "Vicky didn't do anything."
Tanya exhaled through her nose and didn't even bother answering that. I gave her a regretful look and placed a hand on her bare shoulder.
"You're right, Tanya," I said. "What we did was unforgiveable. Yet we never would've done it if we hadn't known you'd forgive us."
Tanya shook her head and shrugged away my hand. She was looking up at the moon. It was three quarters full and surrounded by stars. I could smell her scent in the cool night breeze and there was something unfamiliar in it. The musk of a man. I didn't like it. I didn't like disappointing her to the point where she would choose a spend her nights with a man instead of me.
Bella and I waited for Tanya to speak and finally Tanya turned back to us.
"I suppose my real concern is escalation," she said. "This was a serious betrayal, Victoria. And where does it end? Tomorrow will you kill Carlisle? And then Esme? Perhaps even Claire or Carmen or Kate? Or what about me? Is it possible one night for me to have my head twisted off between your thighs simply because it seemed sexy to do so? Will you rape me and burn me and lie about it to the others?"
I looked at her sorrowfully. "How could you even say that, Tanya?"
But my wounded expression did not sway her.
"How deep does your evil go?" she went on. "Are you even capable of living in a coven? Of caring about anyone but yourselves and your own petty enjoyments?"
Bella and I couldn't reply. Tanya's words cut deep and it seemed to even pain herself to say them. She looked away from us sadly and shook her head.
"History teaches us that evil always self-destructs in the end," she said. "I suggest you two think about that. Before your depravity sinks to the point where one of you would even murder the other just for fun."
Tanya was looking out toward the beach and seemed to have nothing more to say. The waves were rolling with a faint hissing sound in the distance and the ocean was shimmering in the moonlight.
Bella looked like she wanted to say something, anything, but I shook my head and took her hand.
"I'm sorry, Tanya," I said.
Then I led my mate back through the candlelit room and into the corridor.
Tanya's words had affected us both and we spent the rest of the night strolling on the beach. Hand in hand. Barefoot. Toeing the sand. Neither of us wanted to go to bed and we were in a very rare mood where we didn't even want to have sex.
"Do you think Tanya was right?" Bella asked me as we strolled along beach. "That evil always self-destructs?"
I sighed and looked up at the moon. "It does stand to reason. I suppose it might be time for us to curb our urges a little. I didn't much enjoy Tanya being mad at us."
"Me either," she agreed.
We continued walking, hand in hand, and we fell silent for a while, each of us deep in reflection. After a while we heard footsteps behind us.
It was Carlisle. Clad in his white shirt, the moonlight in his flaxen hair. Bella and I paused in the sand with our hands clasped and he gave us a smile.
"I wanted to speak to you," he said. "Under less awkward circumstances than upstairs."
I chuckled and smiled at him charmingly out of instinct. "No, no, not awkward at all. Tanya is a very lucky woman to have such an intimate friendship with you. I only hope Bella and I can become such close friends as well."
Bella went aghast with shock, but honestly; I was only talking about friendship. Really.
Carlisle smiled and looked down and then looked up again at Bella.
"We've searched the island top to bottom but we can't find any trace of Edward," he said. "By now he's likely fled to the mainland, but don't worry. You'll always be safe here at the villa."
Bella nodded and maybe there was a tiny flicker of guilt in her eyes after our conversation with Tanya.
"Thanks," she said.
Carlisle nodded and fell silent for a moment. He had his hands in his pockets and the wind was moving through his shirt. I smiled and looked at his face. Quite androgynous. Even feminine. A true and living prince charming.
His eyes had drifted to the ocean and now he sighed and turned back to us.
"This has become bad timing," he said, "but for a couple weeks now I've been arranging a party for you and the Denali's. A ball, so to speak. It was supposed to be a surprise. I've already sent out invitations, but we could cancel. After what happened with Edward…"
Bella shook her head quickly, not wanting to be a bother. "No, no, no, don't worry about me. I'm just worried about you guys."
Carlisle smiled as if he appreciated her concern. "We'll be fine. Edward had been lost to us for a while now. Perhaps one day he'll come back when all this is a distant memory."
I nodded at him and smiled and perhaps for the first time I even felt some genuine remorse over our actions. Like Tanya this man named Carlisle seemed to have an air of the angelic. There wasn't any enjoyment in causing him pain. Perhaps it was even true what I said earlier. That it would be nice to be friends with him. And his coven. What was left of them, anyway.
Carlisle nodded at us as well and then he smiled and turned and started back toward the villa to leave us to our romantic stroll. A gentleman. And such a handsome one too. And intelligent. And wise. And well spoken. I was still holding Bella's hand and I leaned to her with a smirk as we both watched his form continue across the beach toward the villa.
"Tell me honestly," I said. "Would you fuck him?"
Bella flung down my hand and spun to me in disgust.
"No!"
I burst out giggling and retreated as she slapped at me a couple times and then she giggled as well and chased me and tackled me into the shallow waves that lapped at the beach.
—
AN: This was mostly a transitional chapter, just to cool things down a little. I deliberately avoided Rosalie in this one because I want a whole chapter for her, which hopefully will be the next one. :)
Instead this one focused on Alice. The slow corruption continues, lol. Bella was at least half honest with her and soon she'll be able to be fully honest. The only thing I'm not sure about is Jasper. I have a few ideas, but we'll have to see. I want him to be at least somewhat important, but I don't want to force it either. I'm already juggling so many characters, lol.
Tanya was a bit disapproving. I thought at least one person needed to be upset with Bella and Vicky. Tanya also got the D from Carlisle, lol. I'll admit, Carlisle is growing on me. I think him and Tanya make very nice friends with benefits. I bet they have a lot in common and a very fond appreciation and respect for each other.
Okay, hope you liked it. New chapter soon. :)