Chapter Four
~Bella~
Ignoring Aro, I leave the studio and walk home. A couple of years ago, Aro bought me an old restored farmhouse and moved me out of my crappy apartment.
He said I deserved it.
I love it.
Six bedrooms and four baths is much too big for me, but it was too gorgeous a gift to turn down. Everything is in my name as if I purchased the villa myself.
It is close to the studio which is located in the middle of Volterra but much too far of a walk to his home; the home he shares with his wife.
God, just thinking about Sulpicia and Aro together in that big house is enough to drive me mad.
Aro is livid with me.
Edward is a smug bastard.
What woman alive would not be affected by a sexy man's touch even if that man is a fucking asshole? Aro expects me to pose half naked with half naked beautiful men and not come all over myself when they touch me so intimately.
Today it was different.
What Aro doesn't know is that Edward was using him to fuck with me. The come dripping all over Edward's fingers was meant for Aro.
I couldn't even explain myself to him since he silenced me with just a look.
What about Sulpicia, Aro? Your wife!
Unlocking my front door, I toss my bag on the wicker chair and head to the kitchen for a bottle of wine. Forgoing the glass, I drink it straight from the bottle and nibble on some cheese even though I'd prefer a huge juicy cheeseburger.
Pulling up Netflix, I click on a random episode of Friends and wait up to see if I'll get a visit from Aro tonight. With Sulpicia off to Rome, I may just get him for the entire weekend.
Maybe he's too mad at me to show up.
A couple hours later, when I'm dozing off, the front door opens and Aro walks in. I set my laptop aside and wait for him to give me a real good tongue lashing, but he ignores me and heads toward the kitchen.
"Aro…"
"Don't speak, Isabella."
"Fuck you," I call to his back. "I will speak if I want to speak. It's my house."
God, I hate when he's a dick.
I grab my shit and take it upstairs to my room. If he wants to be mad, then be mad. It's not like I did anything wrong.
Crawling beneath my blankets, I close my eyes and ignore the sounds of him moving around downstairs. The T.V. turns on, a sign that he's going to be a while.
I truly hate when he's mad at me, though.
I can hardly bear it.
But, I don't go downstairs and ask him to forgive me because needing forgiveness for something so fucking stupid is even more stupid.
I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know, Aro is undressing me, his hands and mouth all over my body, making me crazy with need.
He pulls me on top of him, and I slip him inside, grinning when he growls beneath me.
"Amore, go slow," he says when I go too fast.
Slowing my hips, I ride Aro's cock slower, my clit rubbing his pelvis with every thrust of my hips.
"Si, amore, just like that. You are a good girl, riding my cock so good."
I moan and keep up my agonizing pace, my eyes moving across his gorgeous face, my hands resting on his chest.
"You feel so good, Aro."
He jerks his hips up, going deeper, and I cry out loudly in the quiet, dark room.
I'm fucking Aro in the big bed he bought me, and I must be a horrible person because I don't feel even a little guilty about it.
Aro sits up, keeping me in his lap, urging me to continue riding him as he kisses and sucks on my tits.
He's so rough, and I love it.
One hand squeezes my ass, and the other finds my pulsing clit. He rubs softly, so fucking perfect, and I gasp, my hips stuttering at the pleasure he gives me.
"Keep going, bella, give it to me."
He rubs faster, and I jerk my hips harder, but it's when he bites me that I fly over the edge, screaming his name as my cunt flutters around his cock.
"Bellissimo," he breathes, lifting me up and down as he chases his own orgasm. I shove my hands in his long hair and arch my back as he pounds into me.
When he comes, he gasps, "Fuck," in a sex roughened voice.
"Yeah," I breathe. "Fuck."
"Isabella," he scolds, kissing my chest. "Watch that dirty mouth."
He tosses me on the bed and climbs in behind me. "I want my come dripping down your legs tonight, carina."
I shiver and nod, pushing back against his softening cock.
"Don't tempt me, amore. I am sleepy."
"Okay, Aro."
He kisses my shoulder, squeezing me tighter. "Remember who you belong to, carina."
I snuggle deeper and fall asleep in his arms.
