Love Bite

Chapter 12

I DO NOT OWN CHARACTERS OR TWILIGHT

Silence is a peculiar thing.

It's incredible how the sound of nothing can be so utterly oppressive, and that was all Bella could hear as her sex spasmed as she collapsed with that hopeless, desperately sexual noise leaving her throat before she could even realize what was happening.

To her credit, she reacted quickly.

Oh fuck! She thought and went from arching her back inward and tilting her head towards the ceiling to crunching forward and curling in on herself to hide the look of bliss on her face from all the watching eyes.

"Bella?" Angela gasped above her as Bella pressed her hands down hard on her lower abdomen to quell the delicious ache pumping between her thighs.

Fuck you Rosalie, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, she thought furiously, trembling as the quick but powerful orgasm began to fade, leaving her thighs shaking and her heart pounding. She had gushed in her fit of pleasure and was uncomfortably wet between her legs. She flinched when she felt a hand on her back and the voices of her friends calling to her in concern.

That did not just happen...

"Bella, hey, are you okay? Bella?" Angela murmured as she crouched down next to the brunette.

No.

No, she was not okay.

She just came in front of half the student body.

Her face was so red that she did not dare look at Angela, but she could hear the whispering in the cafeteria stirring up.

"I'm okay," she squeaked, still doubled over.

Jesus, that was ridiculous.

Rosalie had only brushed their shoulders but it had been unreal the way her pheromones bomb rushed Bella from the slight touch. She had not been able to contain or resist the pleasure that shot through her the instant they touched and Rosalie's aura flooded her being with heat and desire that her poor body could not cope with.

Which resulted in her releasing so fast and hard that she was still trying to catch her breath.

That was it.

She was calling Carlisle about this crap the second she got the chance, and killing Rosalie the next.

What happened? You sound like somebody stabbed you," Jessica said. Bella felt her other friend drop down worriedly next to her.

She had been stabbed, by that bitch Rosalie, who knew better than to get that close to her, let alone brush against her like that. God damn it.

"Bells? Seriously, are you alright? People are starting to stare," Jessica informed her nervously.

They had been staring since Cassie and her crew blasted past them. Now they certainly had no reason to look away. Bella glanced up, mortified, arms still wrapped around her quivering middle, and saw all the watching eyes. No one was even really eating anymore, too caught up in watching the weird ass girl collapsed on the floor.

Well.

This was embarrassing.

Nobody may have known exactly what her problem was, but she did, and getting off like that with everyone watching was completely and utterly devastating.

Bella's eyes of course swiftly found Victoria's, and by the look on her face, she knew the redhead knew exactly what had just happened. Her vampire ears would have known the reason for that pitiful mewl of ecstasy like a professional pianist could pick out the notes of different keys where others could mistake it for a groan of pain.