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Rosalie's Secret	By : Flanno91 Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > FemmeSlash Views: 10442 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rosalie’s Secret

There was a light knock on the door.
“What, Alice?” I hissed. My eyes darted immediately to my duvet to ensure I was fully covered, not wanting Alice to know what was taking place beneath it – although probably in vain. If she wanted to she could see exactly what I was doing as soon as I decided to do it.
“It’s me,” Rosalie said softly, opening the door enough that I could see the silver glow touch her perfect face. “Can I come in?”
“Of course,” I replied, my voice an octave high with surprise. “Come on in.”
She approached Edward’s black leather couch with the same astounding grace as always, paired with her beauty I felt as if I was looking at Raphael’s Madonna. As usual I could not help but gape open mouthed at her marble white skin, her flowing blonde hair and her temptingly luscious lips accentuated with thick red lipstick. I reached under the large covers that were draped across me and shifted to make room, pulling my underwear back up as I did and hopefully concealing any evidence that might reveal my exploits.
I couldn’t help but feel slightly aroused as the beautiful form of Rosalie sat just inches away from where I had just been masturbating. The thought made me blush – not to mention incurring an explosion of sexual fantasies about the beautiful statuette seated next to me – and Rosalie noticed.
“I hope my coming doesn’t make you feel awkward Bella,” she said gently, clearly misinterpreting my blushing, “I completely understand if you want me to leave.” She looked at me with hard eyes. “I deserve nothing more for how I’ve treated you”
“No, Rosalie, stay, please,” I answered lightly, intrigued by her sudden appearance. “What is it?”
Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief and let herself relax. She looked at me and then smiled. I was yet again lost in her gaze, completely hypnotised by her undoubtedly inhuman face – it was the face of a goddess.
“Edward never told you my full story, did he Bella?” Her words flicked off of her tough with a certain edge, as if this were something she had wanted me to know for quite some time. “The story behind this.” She gestured to her flawless physique.
“No, not a lot actually,” I replied, fully immersed in her words now, inhaling the sweet scent of her breath as she spoke.
“Well, this should prove interesting then,” she giggled.
I had never seen Rosalie like this before. Since the day I had met her it seemed she was determined to ignore that I existed and was content to revel in my misfortune – which I have had plenty of since entering the Cullen household. But not now. Now she seemed almost excited, as if we were best friends at a slumber party. In fact, she looked more than excited. I could see desire in her eyes... it couldn’t be... she wasn’t... thirsty? I felt a lump gather in my throat and swallowed hard as Rosalie begun her story.
“I’m different Bella,” she sighed, clearly exasperated for want of a better word. “Different from the rest of my family, I mean. From Carlisle and Esme, Jasper and Alice, Edward... even Emmett. Their thirst... their craving... it’s not what I feel... It’s not what I desire.” She looked at me with her lust filled black eyes... Black... Oh no!
I shifted uncomfortably where I sat, again adjusting my underwear – hopefully unnoticed. I could see Rosalie’s nostrils twitch and her eyes glancing toward my midsection for the briefest of moments.
“You have no idea what this is doing to me,” she breathed. For the first time I could remember.
Rosalie looked unsure of herself.
“Rosalie, please what are you talking about?” I stammered, “I’m sorry but I’m more than a little nervous here. Your eyes... you’re thirsty Rosalie,”
“Oh Bella no. No, no, no! It’s not like that I promise. Just let me finish,” she smiled a dazzling, cheeky smile, one that immediately conjured thoughts of Rosalie’s beautiful figure in my mind for the second time. What was I doing? Was it just my own libido and hunger for sexual pleasure that was fuelling my fantasies? I had never before been so drawn to a woman, especially Rosalie.
“Ok,” I murmured, “Just don’t bite me...ok?” I almost laughed as I thought about the sexual side of that statement and jokingly wished I hadn’t said it.
“Don’t be so quick to lay down the rules Bella,” Rosalie winked, her eyes twinkling in the moonlight that bathed the room in it’s silver glow. I felt my breath catch in my throat as Rosalie continued unfazed.
“When I was human, I was a very beautiful young woman and, as I’m sure you can imagine, popular with the opposite sex. I could have any man I wanted, so I did. I began to find myself encapsulated by the thought of sex, the pleasure, the passion. It was my drug Bella.” Rosalie’s eyes glinted with that same desire filled stare as before.
“It became an obsession Bella, most nights my mind would split between my self respect and my lust. My lust would win. When Carlisle changed me he noticed something very strange. I had a phenomenal tolerance for human blood. He even experimented with some blood from the hospital. I wasn’t even slightly satisfied by it. My eyes didn’t even turn red! Carlisle had many theories, none of which ever stuck, but I knew exactly what was wrong. My desire in life had become my desire in death,” she trailed off at the last few words.
I looked at Rosalie with wide eyes. Flurries of butterflies were waging war in my stomach. The pictures in my head began to formulate again, this time with a very real motive behind them. Rosalie was here to quench her desire. She was here for pleasure...
My angelic host was upon me in seconds. Duvet torn from my hands, Rosalie moved her body on top of mine. I could feel her cold marble skin through my thin summer-wear string top as her icy lips were pressed against mine. Unlike kissing Edward, Rosalie was forceful, seemingly unafraid of hurting me, or perhaps indifferent. Fear shot through me mingling with the intense desire which was overloading my body. The desire won.
I felt control slip away as I pathetically pulled Rosalie tighter against my body submitting to her completely. Her tongue moved inside my mouth enveloping mine. She tasted incredibly sweet; I couldn’t bear for it to end. I began to moan as I felt her lips trail my neck, her tongue sweeping up and down setting my body on fire. I could feel my thighs burning hot as moistness appeared between my legs. Rosalie’s nostrils flared as she took in my scent and let out a melodic moan. Her eyes burning with desire she ripped through my top and shorts with one graceful movement exposing my petite breasts and midsection.
Rosalie’s expert tongue twisted around my already hard nipples. Her cold lips causing a pleasurable shiver down my spine. Her hands moved their way down my body, caressing my hourglass waist with a perfect knowledge of the sensitive spots.
“Ugh... Yes Rosalie, Oh God that’s amazing!” The moans escaped my lips before I could stop them. Rosalie’s tongue continued to move from nipple to nipple reducing me to begging her not to stop.
“Oh God!! More Rose, please don’t stop, Pleaseee don’t stop!!
Rosalie looked at me with her flawless features, smiling a completely unspoiled smile and winked as she pushed herself down between my legs.
My face transformed as I felt the first gentle brushes of her tongue against my spread lips. My entire body shook with the most intense bliss as she satisfied her incredible hunger with my sweet juices. I opened my mouth to scream but no sound would come. I was paralysed, frozen where I lay aside from the spasms my body was undergoing every time Rosalie’s tongue moved gently upward.
“Oh Rose...” I whispered; it was all I could manage. I ran my fingers through her hair trying to force her tongue deeper inside me. She was teasing, building the tension. She stood again above me, the moonlight bathing her in a silver glow as she licked my juices from her lips, revelling in the pleasure it gave her. She began to undress, pulling the buttons of her tight white blouse open one by one. Her bulging 36D breasts rested perfectly in her black satin bra, perky and faultless like the rest of her body. Her black skirt dropped to the floor leaving me gaping open mouthed at the most beautiful body I have ever seen – probably the most beautiful body in the world. A black lace thong – matching her bra – barely covered Rosalie’s private area. I longed to taste her as I subconsciously began to rub my clit.
“Please keep going Rosalie, Kiss me again, Lick me again, just please don’t stop!!” I whimpered.
Rosalie again dropped between my legs and I could feel the desire beginning to re-take control. I moaned softly, gyrating my hips in time with Rosalie’s heavenly tongue. Suddenly I felt Rosalie exert a stronger pressure on my legs. Her tongue pushed at the opening in my pussy and penetrated me with one quick movement. My body was overwhelmed. Rosalie’s tongue wriggled it’s way deeper into my body than I would’ve thought possible causing me to claw at my bed covers in ecstasy.
All of my inhibitions began to slip away as I grabbed at Rosalie’s hair thanking her, praising her, desiring her;
“Oh FUCK Rose! YESSS!! Ohhhh my Godddd! Don’t stop baby, give it to me. Lick me baby, YES YES YES!!! Ohhhhh FUCKKK!!”
Rosalie’s tongue pulled itself out of my already addicted pussy. Her face moved an inch higher as her tongue began to work on my clit.
This was the most intense yet. The convulsions I had been feeling were nothing compared to this. My body began to shake and thrash as the pleasure increased. Screams echoed in the halls of the quiet house as I could feel myself approaching an orgasm. Rosalie’s tongue flicked my clit wildly with immense speed. I could hear her swallow and moan between flicks as she took in every drop of the cum now flooding out of my pussy.
“Oh Rose!! OH ROSE YES!! Oh baby don’t stop, oh god Rose, faster baby faster!! Ohhhh, I’m gonna... I’m gonna... ROSE I’M GONNA CUM!!!
My entire body shuddered violently as my clit released the build up of cum much to Rosalie’s intense pleasure. Her tongue wove it’s way around my pussy swallowing every drop of my sweet cum she could find. I collapsed back on the couch drained of all energy. Rose’s lips met mine. The taste of her intoxicating breath mixed with my sweet tasting cum drove me to pull her closer to me. She lay down next to me gently drawing her fingers up and down my naked body. My eyelids got heavy and I let the exhaustion take me, faintly remembering a strangely radiant blue colour in Rosalie’s eyes.
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