~~**Part 3**~~
The weeks flew by as Isabella and I grew closer and closer. She was still volatile and her moods would change with the wind, but she was so fascinating and youthful. It made me yearn to go back to my first years when everything was new and worth discovering. I didn't have someone who could answer my questions and frustrations; I just had to figure it out for myself. That was until I found Aro, but by then I'd been around for about a hundred years and had figured a lot of it out on my own.
We were still testing Bella's talent, pushing the boundaries to see what she could and couldn't do. I was afraid to see if she could teleport herself into the past or not, a fear she might not be able return if she could. Not to mention any future ramifications she might wreak havoc on.
We learned that she could teleport herself to anywhere in the world just by thinking of the place. She could disappear, blending into the scenery with absolutely no trace, but could still see her prey while they were blind to her. She could teleport, at least one person, with her for short distances. We stretched her talent, but it would exhaust her to try and take me further than a few hundred miles at a time. It was too taxing on her, so obviously that wouldn't be the best way to travel together. We could however go back and forth to Volterra with only minimal discomfort on her part.
We'd recently heard from Aro that the Cullens were on their way to the castle. The tiny psychic had seen Bella change, but wasn't sure when it was to happen, which was why they hadn't come running right from the moment the vision occurred. Aro had requested us to arrive today, expecting the Cullens sometime after dark.
I watched as Isabella paced back and forth around the room, chewing on the side of her thumb, a nervous habit she hadn't seemed to have lost when she turned.
"So, we really have to go back? Do you think I'm ready?" she timidly asked, packing a few outfits into a backpack we would both carry with us when she teleported us to Volterra.
"As long as you get us into the castle, we'll be fine. Your control is quite admirable for being so new, but yes, I think we need a little more time before we just let you run rampant about the world," I replied, kissing her in an attempt to soothe her nerves.
Not willing to accept a simple affectionate kiss, Isabella pushed me up against the wall in her room. Rather, the third room she was now occupying after we'd managed destroying her first two with our wild romps around the bedroom. We'd learned to take it outside if we both were yearning for a more aggressive experience.
Just when she began marking me with her teeth, I heard her sexy growl, "Outside, now."
I now knew to hang on, because in the blink of an eye we were standing in the grassy area just outside the chalet. Sometimes the teleportation thing really was rather exciting.
She never stopped her exploration of my body, and I was always amazed at her concentration when she put her mind to it. Of course sex was often first or second on her mental list of things to do, so it shouldn't have been as shocking as I seemed to think it was.
"I need to work out some energy before we see them. Hard, fast and from behind," she ordered, nipping at my ear before wandering over to the boulder that we'd discovered was the perfect height for what we had in mind and shedding her clothes in the process. "Stop staring and get your handsome ass over here," she called, knowing my propensity towards gawking at her.
I couldn't help it. We'd become mates and I never ceased in appreciating her beauty, mentally and physically.
Taking her hip in one hand, the other swept quickly through her folds, checking to be sure she was as aroused as I thought. Licking her juices off my fingers, I grabbed her face and kissed her hard, allowing her to taste herself on my tongue.
Over the month we'd been together, I knew she was polarized. She wanted it in one of two ways. Either extremely aggressive and feral, or sweet, tender and romantic. There wasn't much in between for her. Usually it was fast and hard after her meals, but sometimes when she would be exhausted from our testing her talents she would want to be held and cherished. Like showing my love for her was an instant battery charge for her. She would be back to her fiery and spirited self after a few hours of love making and cuddling. I was a little annoyed that Aro was probably going to tease me about it when he saw our interactions in my mind, but I would put my life on the line for this woman, never mind a little good-natured ribbing.
After seeing me lonely and miserable for so long, Aro was quite pleased that Isabella had turned out to be such a suitable companion. I'd already explained to him about our connection and that when the time was right we would be going through the mating ceremony to make it official within the Guard, but at the moment, I needed to get her calmed down enough to be in the same room as the Cullens.
Pressing on the middle of her back, she sprawled further onto the boulder. Kneeling down behind her, I nuzzled her round supple ass, biting her left cheek before taking a generous taste of her.
"Fuck, that feels good," she moaned, shoving her ass back farther, making it more accessible to my mouth.
She tasted earthy and sweet, the pheromones pulsing out of her pores made me dizzy with lust. Dragging my fingers across her center, I used her natural juices to lubricate her tight hole, never ceasing my attack on her clit. Writhing above me, I knew she was close based on our frequent past experience. Adding a second finger into her ass, I tongued her nub feverishly, waiting for her to come into my mouth. I loved eating her out and lapped all of it up, before standing and slamming my length into her roughly, exactly the way she wanted and needed it today. One hand continued to pin her to the boulder, while the other mimicked my thrusts in her rear entrance.
"Fuck yes!" she screamed, continuing to give me her standard string of expletive laced, harder, rougher, right there, commentary.
Tugging on her long hair, I pulled her head back, kissing her fiercely while giving her ass a quick smack.
I pulled out quickly, growling in her ear, "I want to fuck that tight ass of yours." Pressing her back down onto the rock, I tugged her hips up higher and began slowly entering into her ass, the tightness almost overwhelming us both. I paused for a moment, waiting for her to let me know it was okay to move forward. We'd tried this only once before, and I wanted to make sure she was ready to continue.
With a push of her hips, I was completely sheathed inside her, and instead of taking a moment to acclimate, she continued rocking her hips back and forth, my cue to keep moving.
This woman below me was making me see fireworks behind my eyes. She was so responsive and vocal, which only spurred me on. With a bite to her shoulder, I released deep into her and could feel her muscles contracting with her own orgasm.
Delectable. Simply delicious.
It was all I could say about it. I wasn't even the newborn, yet I found myself ravenous for her body. But after a second, I realized it wasn't just about that. I was insatiable for all of her. All the time.
Sitting cuddled together on the ground in post-coital bliss, I asked, "Are you ready? We should probably shower and head out. I'm sure the Cullens will be arriving promptly after sundown."
Leaning across my prone body, she smiled deviously. The one she gave me when she had something wicked planned.
"You mentioned Aro didn't know if Edward was coming with them, right?"
"Carlisle only said they were coming as a family, wanting to see that you were unhurt." My hand traveled down her back, and I stroked her smooth skin as she gazed up down at me from where she'd perched herself across my chest.
"I don't want to shower then. If Edward is there, I want him to smell you all over me," she stated, chuckling at her own immature behavior while nuzzling my neck affectionately.
We laid there together watching the sun set below the tree line, talking about what I thought would happen, and how I needed her to behave while we in the throne room.
She was now considered my mate, and would stand behind my chair just like Aro's wife. We decided that she wouldn't speak unless she felt comfortable enough to do so. I didn't want her to feel obligated, and instead came up with some hand signals that she would tap into my back or arm to tell me if she was feeling uncomfortable or needed a break. I didn't really care what happened to the Cullens at this point; I just wanted to make sure that Isabella was taken care of. I had no illusions that this meeting with her old friends would be challenging even with the limited memories she still had.
And depending on what sentence Aro weighed down on Edward or the entire family, it could be quite traumatic. As strong and resilient as Isabella had been during this first month of life, I knew there were some unresolved issues that would speed into the spotlight like a runaway train.
"Ugh, can't you just go without me?"
Ah, the pouty face was back.
"I could, but I should have left hours ago if I was going to get there in time. Besides, Aro is anxious to see your new found talents in action. I'm afraid once he sees them; he won't let you out of the castle."
"Let him try, I can disappear before his very eyes."
Vanishing just as she struck a dramatic pose, she appeared at the door by the house, laughing and shouting to me to get a move on before disappearing again into the chalet.
I couldn't help but smile at how much she enjoyed using her talent, usually to scare the crap out of me. But the next couple of days would be quiet telling. I had no idea what was going to happen, but I only hoped I could keep her emotions in check and keep her from tearing Edward literally limb from limb.
"Let's get this over with," I sighed to myself, heading inside. Wishing nothing more than to be back here in our little mountain oasis where no one would bother us but the birds.
~~**OO**~~
Isabella transported us just inside the castle walls. I wasn't sure how great a reception we'd get if we appeared right in the middle of Aro having his afternoon snack or something.
With a curt nod at Gianna, who was dutifully manning her desk, we walked passed, heading towards my room. I knew Isabella would need to rest for a little bit because of the strain it took for her to transport us both here. What I wasn't prepared for was her head to snap back in Gianna's direction, my instincts thankfully knowing to hold on to her arms tighter before she could go after the human.
"Calm yourself. Don't inhale through your nose. We worked on this before. You have the strength to resist it," I whispered, tugging her away from the person she was hoping to make a meal out of.
I immediately felt bad, completely forgetting that she usually became ravenous after we finished working with her gifts. I'd need to let Heidi know that we'd need a meal for Isabella right away. Especially before we were to meet with the Cullens.
"I'm okay. Sorry. I just wasn't ready to be so close after getting here." She sounded so repentant, almost like a scolded child. Wrapping my arms around her, I told her it was my fault for not just driving us here. It wouldn't have expended so much of her energy and restraint.
"No. It's better that I learn how to handle it. I'm sure this won't be the last time I have to do it."
So wise for such a youngling.
"Let's get to my chambers and you can rest. I don't think they've arrived yet. We can get you recharged before having to make your grand entrance."
I knew Aro was going to make a complete spectacle out of her, even if I asked him not to. He always had a flair for the dramatic, and if Edward was in the Cullens company, it would be ten times worse for her.
"Master Caius," called Demetri from down the corridor. "Good to see you sir. Gianna notified us of your return."
I couldn't help but see the way his eyes roamed over Isabella's body; her old jeans and t-shirt much more snug fitting now than they were when she first arrived. Making a mental note, I would have to send someone out to purchase her some new clothes, ones befitting her new station in life as my mate and part of the ruling family.
Struggling to keep the growl from my voice, I accepted his greeting and told him that after getting Isabella settled, I'd go find Aro and brief him on what had been going on since we last spoke.
Pushing open the door to my room, I wasn't surprised to see that Gianna had someone in to open the windows and clean it a bit before our arrival. I could smell the fresh laundry detergent still clinging to the sheets on my bed; I'm sure only hours from being taken out of the dryer.
"The bathroom is back there if you want a shower." I nodded towards the door over her shoulder. "I'm going to see if Heidi has brought anyone back recently. I need you at your full strength for tonight."
She looked so fragile, so lost in this moment. I wondered what was going on in her head, and decided to ask. "Are you okay?"
"I knew this day was coming, but I'm not ready." She clung to my shirt, mumbling that she wasn't ready, over and over again.
"You can do this. We need you to do this. The Cullens broke the law. And even though you are now living among us, it doesn't change the fact that they left you with the knowledge of our kind, and from their actions, they weren't planning on returning to change you themselves." Hugging her tightly, I laid her down on the bed, running my hand soothingly through her long silky hair. "You'll be fine."
With the flick of my fingers, I undid the button of her jeans, whispering, "Let me make you feel better, baby."
She didn't resist. I could tell from the dark circles beneath her eyes, she didn't have much fight in her. Making quick work of the rest of her clothes, I knelt down between her legs and nuzzled them open.
I knew she needed to feel loved, cherished and above all else, safe. Like most vampires, we abhorred feeling vulnerable, and I knew her current weakened state left her feeling on edge.
My lips kissed her hip bone before moving towards her center, nibbling and licking my way to my own private paradise. Once I'd managed to bring her to orgasm, I slid between her slick folds and made love to her slowly and gently, holding her in my arms the entire time. She was so precious; I couldn't imagine my life without her now.
Resting together afterward was the first time my mind jumped to a thought that should have been bothering me since we first coupled.
What if she chose Edward?
I must have tensed at the thought, rousing Isabella from my side.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm fine."
"Don't feed me that bullshit, Caius, what's wrong? I can smell fear all over you," she asked, sitting up to look at my face.
Ah, she must be feeling better to be calling me out on my lie.
"Just thinking about what could happen tonight. With you. With the Cullen boy." I couldn't even bring to say his name out loud.
She ran her hand across my back, kissing my neck affectionately and repeated that she wasn't going anywhere.
"He didn't want me, remember?" She tried to make it sound light and joking, but I could tell from the wobble in her voice, she remembered more than perhaps she wanted to.
Giving me a little shove off the bed, she reminded me of my original quest to procure food for her.
"As you wish," I replied, kissing her knuckles before putting my clothes back on and heading out the door.
~~**OO**~~
Aro was sitting beside me in his ostentatiously ornate chair, holding my wrist and watching everything that had gone on in my mind since I last left him.
Every now and then, his eyes would widen and he'd chuckle, making me wonder exactly what he was finding so humorous about my interactions with Isabella.
"She really hid in your shower and scared the crap out of you. Fantastic," he commented, closing his eyes to continue his preview of my life.
When all was said and done, it seemed he found her playful take on her gift to be the most entertaining of all my thoughts. He was relieved that I'd finally found a suitable mate after all this time, and commented that I'd seemed recharged and reinvigorated in my return.
Once he'd completed his viewing, he leaned back and looked thoughtfully at me. Tenting his fingers in front of his face he commented, "She has remarkable control and a talent that is one I've never seen among our kind. I can't wait to see what she does when the Cullens are brought in."
"They're here already?"
"They arrived just before you did. Jane's keeping an eye on them as they get settled into the guest suites. I figured the tower was far enough away from you both?" His Cheshire cat like grin made him appear to be just as sinister as I knew he could be.
"What? You and Isabella wanted your privacy, did you not?" Shrugging, he called for Demetri to assemble the guard and to have Jane bring the Cullens back.
"You never did say, is the Cullen boy with them?"
"Indeed."
Standing, I headed for the door, telling him I needed to prepare Isabella for the confrontation.
Rolling his eyes, he replied, "You obviously haven't gotten a sense of humor while you were gone. I thought it would be amusing to see what happened when her claws really came out." Chuckling, he waved his hand towards the door, dismissing me until the guard was fully assembled where we'd make our grand entrance.
Walking into my chambers I wasn't surprised to see Isabella sitting on the bed, her head buried in her hands.
"He's here, isn't he? He came." Her eyes were questioning and I could smell her apprehension from across the room.
"He did." Grasping her hand, I tugged her up and into my arms. "I don't know why he left you, but whatever the reason, it brought you to me." Angling her chin upwards, I wanted her to look into my eyes and not only hear, but to see the sincerity in my words. "You're my mate. No matter what happens out there, you will always have a home with me."
She nodded, trying to appease me, but I could tell my words did little to soothe her.
Kissing her softly I told her about my meeting with Aro, and how amused he was by all of the pranks she'd played on me when we were at the Chalet. I was rambling on, trying to get her to relax, but it was no use. She was in her head, and I couldn't delay us any longer.
"Remember, you're considered royalty now. As long as you try to keep your composure, you'll be fine. If you start feeling agitated, give me the sign and I'll put a pause on the proceedings so we can confer privately until you're ready to continue. Okay?"
We arrived back at the throne room, Isabella's arm tucked firmly in mine own. She had her head held high, but I could still see a glimmer of doubt in her stance. Her fingers were drumming on her leg and her lip was captured between her front teeth.
The doors were wide open, and from the din inside, I knew everyone must have already been assembled.
"Caius, Isabella. Come, come." Aro called from his chair, waving us in before we'd even entered the room.
I could see everyone assembled in their usual stations. The premier guard, responsible for protecting Aro, Marcus and I were all in a U-shape behind the thrones, while the secondary guard were in formation around the perimeter of the room, spaced at even intervals.
Aro was taking no chances, it seemed.
In the center, stood the Cullens in a straight line, Edward in the middle, flanked by the other couples in the family. It was really quite impressive to see them all here in support of him, when with the flick of his wrist, Aro could sentence them all to death.
I imagined none of the mates would allow their significant others to arrive without them, knowing all too well how debilitating a loss of a loved one could be.
I'd been living proof of that solitary and inconsolable type of existence for hundreds of years.
There was an audible gasp from the entire family when they caught a glimpse of Isabella by my side, wearing a similar robe as my own.
"I was right," sobbed the petite girl in the center.
"Bella," whispered Edward. Seeing her put a pained expression on his face, and I was inwardly proud to be causing him any kind of anguish after the way he treated her. My lovely Isabella deserved someone who would cherish her forever.
"Noooo! She's mine," the boy screamed, trying to escape the arms of Alice and Carlisle, who had both been flanking him.
Ah, I'd casually forgotten the boy could read minds.
Isabella suddenly curled into my side before disappearing for a moment. She must have felt threatened by Edward's sudden outburst and her instinct was to protect herself.
She reappeared, muttering she was sorry, but now that everyone saw her parlor trick, the room had erupted into a cacophony of noise.
The Cullens all looked among themselves, trying to figure out what had happened. I could hear Edward explaining Isabella's talents to them as he pulled the information from our thoughts.
We made it up to my throne when Aro stood up, clapping his hands together twice and announcing, "Settle down everyone. We are not here to gawk at our dear Isabella."
I could see all the Cullens working hard to keep their mouths shut, but the huge man on the end couldn't help but crack a big smile and say, "Damn, you look gooood, Belly-baby."
Of course the attractive blond beside him cuffed him upside his head, telling him to shut his trap.
"She does, doesn't she? Since you seem to have so much to say, why don't you come up here?" Aro waved for the burly man to approach.
He didn't get too far before Carlisle grabbed him by the arm, telling Aro that if he wanted information that it should come from Carlisle directly.
Emmett, as I'd come to find out, got back in line and Carlisle stepped forward, his head held high, and eyes never straying from Aro's. He held out his wrist and we all stood silently as Aro grasped his old friend's arm and closed his eyes to concentrate on what proved to be damning evidence.
Isabella's hand tensed where it rested on my shoulder, and I saw the Cullen boy staring longingly at her. Glancing over my shoulder, I could see from the look on her face she was pissed, and based on the increasing pressure she was squeezing me with, I knew her hold on her temper was tenuous at best.
"Isabella, calm," I whispered, placing my hand over the one that was resting on my shoulder, trying to communicate that this would all be over soon and she wouldn't have to see the immature oaf ever again if I had anything to say about it.
"I just want to find out why," she seethed through clenched teeth, but I knew our words were still loud enough for everyone in the room.
Aro's eyes opened at the sound of her voice. Turning to her, he said she'd have her chance once he was finished with Edward's thoughts.
Sighing heavily, Aro held his long time friend's hand and told him how disappointed he was. Even though Carlisle originally had the intention of one day turning Isabella, they left when Edward chose to break up with her.
"It was Edward's decision to leave. He didn't want Isabella to have to live this life," Carlisle commented, stepping back from my brother.
"And this life is so dreadful?"
"I have come to accept it, like many of our kind, but Edward has always struggled. I never gave him the choice, and he's regretted much of his life because of it. When he asked us to leave Bella, we did. He never wanted her to have to change for him."
"How admirable, yet still illegal." Aro dismissed Carlisle back to the family and requested Edward to come forward.
Edward's approach was completely different than Carlisle's. The boy appeared utterly defeated, his eyes were on the ground and his walk was more of a slow shuffle than anything.
"Stand up straight for God's sake." Aro chastised, grabbing his hand once he'd gotten close enough.
Every once and a while Aro would shake his head, muttering to himself, but for the most part the entire room was silent.
When he was finished, he threw Edward's wrist back at him, as if he was disgusted to have even touched the man.
"You are truly a pathetic excuse for a man. To believe Isabella couldn't make up her own mind about her future. You silly, silly boy. Unfortunately for you, your pitiful attempt at giving up the woman you love resulted in her mating with Caius. So, well done." He wandered over to my chair, taking Isabella's hand and asking her to come over to where Edward still stood. His head bowed in shame.
"I know the truth, but I believe it would be better if you asked your questions directly to Edward. His responses may surprise, and equally disgust you as much as they have me."
Scooting to the edge of my throne, I wanted to be ready, should my love decide to really take out her anger on the boy standing before her.
"Why, Edward? Why would you leave me, when all I wanted was to love you?" She glanced back at me, mouthing that she was sorry, but I understood her need for the truth.
When the boy finally looked up, he appeared wounded from her inquiry.
"Bella," he cried, kneeling down on the steps before her.
"My name is Isabella. I'm not longer that stupid girl you left in the forest," she growled, demanding he tell her his reasons for dismissing her so easily out of his life.
Looking up from the floor, he pleded, "I lied. I never stopped loving you, but I wanted to give you the life I was never able to have. One filled with a house full of children instead of one filled with frozen in time teenagers." His hands were upraised, looking for forgiveness. Instead of taking his hands, she took a step back, asking him to explain everything.
"After what happened with Jasper, I knew there were only two choices. Let you go, or turn you. I thought I was being noble, but really I think I left half of my soul with you in the woods that day. I've been wandering the globe in an attempt at forgetting about you. Nothing worked. I was headed back to Forks to find you when Alice called me about her vision. She said she saw you being changed, but not who had done it and the location wasn't familiar to her. We weren't even sure if it wasn't one of us who would do it. But when we arrived in Forks your dad told us you'd run away and threatened to shoot me if I ever came back to his house."
Isabella looked off in the distance, smiling at the comment, likely remembering a good memory of her father.
"I would have done anything for you," she whispered, shaking her head in wonder. "Anything. And you left." Her voice started to crescendo, her words echoing through the cavernous room. "You all fucking left me. How could you? You were my family, and you left me without even a second thought." Her eyes pierced into each and every member of the coven standing before her. She was disgusted by their actions.
"Bella, let me explain," Alice called, rushing forward.
"No. It's too late to explain anything. The damage is done. I realize I meant nothing to you, and as such, you now all mean nothing to me." Turning on her heel, she walked back, pausing in front of me to give me a searing kiss before making her way to where she'd been standing behind my chair.
The Cullens weren't giving up however, each trying to talk over one another before Aro had finally had enough.
"Silence!" he bellowed.
When the room finally quieted, he continued, "If you had not decided to return to Forks, I would be sentencing you to death right now, Edward. However, since you saw the error of your ways and were planning on making things right if she let you, I will suspend that particular sentence."
Relief washed over all of their faces, but I knew he wasn't going to let Edward get off without some sort of punishment.
"If Isabella does not object, I hereby sentence you to a hundred years of servitude in the Royal Guard as part of our protective detail. Your mind reading will come in handy. Isabella?" Turning towards her, I waited to see if she would be able to handle having him live so close to her.
"As long as he is not required to spend time with me, I'm fine with it."
"Excellent. Carlisle, you and the rest of your family are welcome to stay as long as you wish. Edward, I'll have Gianna work out living arrangements for you."
Aro smiled serenely across the room, dismissing everyone except for Isabella and myself.
We spent the next hour discussing how Isabella's transition was going, along with our plans for a mating ceremony we hoped could take place in the next few days before we returned to the chalet. After showing him all of Isabella's various teleporting and disappearing talents, Aro was like a kid on Christmas. He was ecstatic to have such a phenomenal talent now among the royal family, especially one that was also impervious to his and Jane's talents. He requested to come visit the chalet to personally help develop her talents at some point in the next few months. I doubted he would be able to wait even a month before wanting to see her in action again. I could see pride radiating off of Isabella as Aro complimented her on all that she'd achieved in such a short period of time.
After we finished with our meeting, we found the Cullens standing outside the door, hoping to speak with Isabella.
She refused all their attempts to speak with her before they left the castle the following day. She said that their friendship was no longer welcome. Unfortunately for them, a vampire can hold a grudge for a very, very long time. Eternity, as a matter of fact.
Carlisle did send me his apologies about how he and the family had treated her, stating that in his entire existence, this was the thing he most regretted. He should have never listened to Edward when he asked them to leave her. He hoped eventually time would heal her wounds, and she would someday accept their apologies and allow a visit with them. I could tell he loved her like his own daughter, and could see he was anguished by her utter rejection of their apology and offer of friendship. But she was stubborn and I wasn't about to force her to reconcile with them. She'd had Edward making decisions for her enough for a lifetime, and I wasn't about to lose her trust by asking for this. Not now anyways.
"You ready to go?" she asked, putting the last of the new clothes I'd had Gianna buy for her into a large backpack. As much as I didn't want her to have to transport us back to the chalet, she wouldn't be denied.
"We can have Demetri drive us, you know?" I slid my arms around her waist, tugging her back into my chest and nipping on her earlobe.
"We don't need to spend three hours in the car when I can get us there in less than a minute. Honestly, I'll be fine. Besides, I think the more I do it, the less tired I'll get from it. Sort of like working out or something." Spinning in my arms, she kissed me softly before pulling away to grab the bag that had fallen on the floor.
"Let's go. I'm tired of seeing Edward moping through the halls. Hopefully I won't have to come back for at least six months. By then, perhaps Aro will have put him on some foreign assignment or something. Anything that doesn't include him standing guard outside our door and listening to us get it on."
Grabbing her hand, I whispered into her ear, "I think Aro's been doing that just to torture the poor boy. Besides, I think you like him listening in. You're always so vocal when you think he's out there."
Shoving me lightly she laughed. "I do not!"
"Okay, maybe it's just a testament to how good I am in bed."
"Sure, sure, that's totally it." She was smiling more and more each day. I think it had been a relief for her to finally put Edward behind her. To know that she hadn't been discarded because she was unworthy had changed her entire outlook on herself. Now she was still feisty, but there was more of a confidence behind it, instead of using it to deflect how she really felt about herself. And it was glorious.
"Let's go. I'm ready to have you all to myself. It's a shame that lovely dress won't last through the night." The blood red gown Gianna had picked out for the mating ceremony that had happened earlier in the day was spectacular. It fit her body perfectly, her breasts just about spilling over the top and her long legs peeked through the slit up the skirt. We'd wanted to be officially mated before heading back to the chalet, partly so we wouldn't have to come back to the castle for quite some time.
"As you wish." Holding me in tight embrace, she transported us back to the wilderness of the Alps and into our happily ever after.
A/N
There you go. Thanks for reading.