What came out of that ground that day was not Annabelle, not the waif, not the little girl. The terror palpable, Edward and Cullen silently with their looks back and forth decide who would turn the Renfield this time,
Annabelle feels as suddenly Cullen is enveloping her, wrapping his arms around her in an almost affectionate way, cradling her neck and head in his hands as he sinks his fangs into Annabelle’s virgin unpunctuated flesh bleeding her out some enjoying the fresh blood energizing him. It the event almost like some kind of death kiss, before Annabelle totally succumbs to the hard pull of death Cullen bites his own wrist and drips some of his blood into Annabelle’s mouth turning her painfully into a vampire. Edward fucks Cullen for hours in lots of positions, pounding Cullen’s rectum mercilessly, Edward finishes by fucking Cullen like a dog and unloading his sperm into tight anus. Annabelle in and out of consciousness kind of fades into the next night and realizes Edward is feeding her with an ornate glass human blood.
