HARD to Get A naughty Twilight retelling

3.Silence

Edward

I had to get out of there. She would be the death of me, if that were even possible. My erection was so uncomfortable I was sure it could chisel an exit right through the aged bricks of the classroom. In fact, the hardness of my cock was what kept me there seated the whole hour beside this devil temptress.

I would never have dreamed it possible.

It was a day like any other when during lunch I was inundated, as always, with the campuses' mental consciousness. I forced the buzz of inane human chatter away when my sister Alice's inner voice called out to me.

She's looking at you again. Oh, she is so checking you out, Edward.

I rolled my eyes, used to this unnecessary attention. It was bad enough I could read it in the mind of all the human females, but Alice was being so insistent on bringing it to my attention while we were seated at our lunch table with our other sibs, pretending to eat the unappetizing garbage on our trays.

I already knew who "she" was without having to look. Her name was Isabella Swan, and I'd already seen her in the minds of too many adolescent boys today. She was new. Long brown hair, brown eyes, thin. Nice face, I supposed. Nevertheless, she was new, and in a tiny town like this one, new equaled special.

My thoughts were interrupted then by an image in Alice's mind of this girl, aggressive as a cheetah with her hands on the waistband of my jeans, unbuttoning them with capable fingers. I didn't recognize the room we were in, but the only light was from the moon shining through the window. I was kneeling over her as she tugged the denim down past my hips, and as I saw the desire on her face, I felt the beginnings of a semi.

Closing my eyes, I shook my head to push away that image. "Stop it, Alice. That's not funny."

She looked surprised. "Do you think I did that on my own?" Alice was now smirking.

Emmett looked very interested. "What did you see?"

"Nothing," I said.

"See that new girl over there?" she said to Emmett, pointing her eyes toward the female at the lunch table a few feet away. Uninterested, Rosalie glanced over, but then rolled her eyes. Emmett's head leaned to the side slightly, and he nodded. "Yeah," Alice confirmed.

"A human – no fucking way!"

"That's right," I said. No fucking way. I did not...would not fuck humans. The results could be disastrous, and if we were trying to maintain our quiet existence here, then inserting my vampire cock into some human and breaking her in half would not accomplish that.

In fact, I'd never even allowed myself to consider it. There had been too many fantasies I'd read in the other girls' minds- some really twisted ones. But, really it was just out of the question. Besides, I'd not met one human yet who had appealed to me. In my one hundred and three years of existence, I'd met many vampire females who had. Tanya, who led a similar vegetarian lifestyle to ours, feeding only on the blood of animals, lived in Alaska. She was always ready for the taking. She was beautiful, too, and even good company sometimes, but the truth was, I couldn't see past the sweet entrance between her thighs.

That was the problem.

Everyone but me in our family was nicely paired off. Our father and my creator, Carlisle, had Esme, our mother for all intents and purposes. Rosalie, who was originally created for me, was so bitchy that it seemed less likely for her to find a mate than anyone else, yet she'd found my adopted brother Emmett as a human before he was nearly mauled to death by a bear. And for them it's been bliss. Alice and Jasper had joined us years later, already proclaimed soul mates. Being without a mate was a little unsettling. Sort of a seventh wheel...