A/N: I have two other chapters in the works, but I'm not going to update unless I get prove of some kind of interest in this story. If you like it, or have opinions on how to better it, please tell me. I don't want to waste my time on a story nobody wants to read.
Readers under 17 years of age- beware.
Chapter song: Falling- Michelle Featherstone
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"I'm shaking down to my boots. I've loosened all those sturdy roots that kept me grounded."
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"Fun night you've had." Alec commented as they walked to his room.
"Interesting," She corrected off-handedly, "to say the least."
"How did you guys do it?" He asked.
"Hm?"
He paused. What did she think he was asking her? How they made cookies?
"Survive the wolf." He explained. Katherine smiled on the inside. No, he definitely wasn't her wolf. He was a vampire.
She couldn't wrap her mind around. No, not that werewolves and vampires exist, as previously stated; she already accepted that possibility a long time ago. Not even that she almost fucked a vampire. Does anyone really know who they're fucking?
No, what caught her was that she had almost fucked. That was stupid. STDs, pregnancy, reputations, one's mental status, all viable reasons to not take that stuff lightly. She was smarter than putting herself at such a major risk.
The risks she takes are always calculated. What happened two nights ago was a fluke, a mistake. Who the hell knows, maybe her calculator died or something. The only she can do now is change the batteries and make sure she doesn't make the same mistake.
She just had to focus.
"Silver," she told him, focusing on moving forward, not on how fucking good he smelled. "'Giant mutant dog' plus 'full moon' equals 'kill it with silver'."
He made a small noise of approval and they continued to walk in silence.
"Why did Aro keep me?"
Alec looked at her. She was still looking forward, though she was noticeably tense. He smirked. She was avoiding looking at him.
"Do you know more than you should?" He purred. Her hand twitched and her eyes clouded momentarily. He chuckled lowly.
"How much am I suppose to know?" She inquired, acting unfazed. He would have believed her, too, if her physical reaction hadn't given her away.
"Not a lot." He admitted with a laugh.
She smirked. "Then I guess I'm in trouble."
He laughed again, opening the door to his room and allowing her to pass inside.
Katherine stepped in and looked around. She was in a short hallway that led into the large room. The walls were painted in a deep red, kind of burgundy, and lit by what she guessed was a yet-to-be seen en-suite fireplace. There was a wooden desk that was covered in miscellaneous items that would- in all regularity- cover a desk. Above the desk was a wall-mounted television whose remote control was, like the fireplace, yet to be seen. She walked a little further in and saw the remote on the arm of a brown-fabric mahogany-framed chair. The chair and his brother sat on either side of a large bay window that had large curtains drawn to cover the majority of it. Katherine looked to her left and saw an...ample sized bed that was more aglow than anything else in the room. She continued to walk on, planning on exploring the room more thoroughly.
Before she get too far away from him, Alec grabbed her wrist, swung the door shut, and pressed her against the wall. A scent caught his attention.
Cinnamon.
He smirked, leaning in closer to her, just inches separating them. The scent increased, as did his smug grin.
"Just how much trouble are you in, Katherine?" He hummed into her neck.
Katherine smirked. Something told her they weren't talking about Aro anymore.
"Nothing I can't handle." She assured him confidently. He nibbled on her neck, the same place he ave her a hickey two nights ago.
Katherine bit onto her lower lip, desperately trying to contain the moan that threatened to escape. An excellent multi-tasker, she also focused on her hips. The sons of bitches caused her trouble last time, she wasn't going to let them do it again. She pressed herself further against the wall, and further away from Alec.
His lips made their way to her ear. He seemed to like her ear, she noted. She felt his tongue tease her poor little ear. Her body tensed, her hips jerked towards him before she quickly retracted them like a owner yanking a dog away from traffic. Blood was pulsing further down south than she liked it to and her nipples tightened under her sports bra and tank top, the stupid assholes.
"You sure about that?" Alec mocked, his low, musical voice bathing her entire body in warmth. Again, she swallowed a moan and fought the urge to pull him closer.
"Yes," she growled, her fingers clawing against the wall with desire to touch me.
Fuck her body. The stupid ass thing was going to get her trouble.
He chuckled darkly and every cell in her body begged for him. Her legs wanted to wrap around his waist, keep him close as he filled her. Her hands want to feel every fucking inch of him, twitching- almost violently- with the denied desire. And everything else, every other part of her, wanted his hands. Wanted his touch, his lips. All over her.
Yes, God, yes, she wanted it. She wanted it so bad. To have him take her, here and now. To give her something she never knew. God, she wanted it so badly.
But she didn't. Her Super-Ego was screeching from the rooftops 'Stop, stop, for the love of everything Holy in this universe, STOP!'. It was reprehending her Id and Ego, telling them to shut up and give it control, because they are going to corrupt the Whole.
Loudly, her consciousness screamed at her 'Tell him to stop!'. But she wouldn't, she couldn't. There was mutiny in her psyche. Id and Ego teamed up and were taking over. God help us all.
She reached up and latched her fingers into his hair, bringing his face to meet her's before devouring his lips.
Alec growled into the kiss, tilting her head upward and running his tongue along her swelling lips. They opened eagerly and he thrust his tongue into her mouth, tasting her easily before her own tongue started playing with his. He was a happy contestant in her game.
Tongues busy, Alec quickly kicked off his shoes and socks while Katherine's sandals effortlessly fell from her feet. He ran his hands down her sides slowly, memorizing the feeling of her toned mid-section, before stopping at the scrunched waist band of her sweatpants. He felt her lift her hips from against the wall, giving him permission to remove the article of clothing from her.
Happily obliging, he tugged downward and the pants fell to the floor. Her slender hands reached to do the same service for him, unbuckling and unbuttoning and unzipping.
Suddenly, her kiss slowed. Alec fell into the new rhythm, confused as to the change. She had better not been thinking about stopping. That wasn't going to be possible at this point.
His concerns were shut off, though- as was all thinking- when a hand was softly brushing against him. The fabric of his underwear was keeping from skin-to-skin contact, but damn it all to hell, that didn't matter. Alec pulled away from the kiss and let out a throaty growl, bucking into her nervous hand.
Her hand darted away like frightened rabbit before slowly making it's way back to him, slipping threw the front hole of his boxers. Her fingertips brushed against him and his entire body tensed, a strangled noise erupting from his throat. Her hand froze in place again. Alec braced his hands on the wall and looked down into her eyes. They were far off, calculating. Gently, her hand wrapped around his cock, and the tips of her fingers brushed up and down.
Alec clawed into the wall, feeling drywall break off under his fingernails. As she quickened her pace and extended her span- now tracing the length of his shaft- Alec bit into his lip.
She's human, he reminded himself, I have to be careful with her.
Her middle finger ghosted down him alone. The digit broke pattern and danced across his head.
A roaring growl exploded through the room as Alec yanked Katherine's hand away from him. She couldn't keep doing that, he couldn't have her doing that. This was all going to be over way too soon if she kept doing that.
His hands went to her shirt and started trailing up, leaving confusion in their wake. So cold. His hands were so cold, but they made her skin so hot. So hot. So fucking hot.
Katherine started panting, pressing into the wall, terrified. Her body was taking over. She couldn't have that. She couldn't let her body go. Bad things happened.
Alec kissed her jaw. She gasped and moaned longingly. God, his lips. So fucking good. More. She needed more.
Her hands roamed back to him, go directly for his suit jacket.
She pushed it off of his shoulders and moved on to handle his shirt. Fucking button ups.
Alec removed his own hands momentarily, yanking off his suit jacket and ripping his own shirt off, not caring when buttons went flying. He growled in approval when her soft hands made contact with his bare skin. Gradually, he made his way back to his previous dealings. He was kissing down her neck, drawing the tank top up at a leisurely pace while her hands roamed freely across his chest and abdominal, when he lazily opened his eyes.
Further into his room, things were...floating. Random things- the buttons from his shirt, the remote control to the television, his iPod, his Volturi crest, thing like that. A possible explanation popping into his head, Alec continued to kiss Katherine's neck while his hands reached and elastic band. Gently, he slipped his hands under it and over the mounds it covered. Katherine groaned her approval and rubbed the lower portion of her body against his. A burst of cinnamon caught his nose, and the jerking of the levitating items caught his eyes.
So that's why Aro wanted to keep her.
Neat.
He turned his attention back to the girl, removing his mouth from her and yanking her top and bra over her head. Umber colored ringlets bounced over strong shoulders and a delicate collar bone. His eyes traveled up her elegant neck and jawline to swollen, pink lips. Her lips were parted and her cheeks flushed- a light rose blush washing over them. He looked into her eyes.
Chestnut brown looked up at him through thick eyelashes. They commanded one thing of him: Bed. Now.
He smirked at her eagerness, but happily accommodated her demands.
Latching his hands onto her plump bum, Alec hoisted her up and to him. She made a small noise of surprise- something like an 'Eep'- and wrapped her legs around his torso. Her bare legs. Her bare, strong legs, pulling her closer to him.
He walked them to his bed- careful to avoid the random hovering objects that littered the airspace- and gently laid her down.
Carmine colored eyes met chestnut and Alec stopped short.
Katherine looked up at him innocently, her brown eyes swimming with child-like wonder. The roaring fire a few feet away cast a warm glow over her, giving everything about her a golden hue and a goddess feel.
Alec stared into her eyes, overcome by just how much...power this human girl had over him. Right now, at this moment, she looked up at him- so open, completely exposed both emotionally and physically- in total trust. He had the idea that she had been hurt. The look that Aro had when he finished reading the girl's thoughts, it told a story. Her attitude (or what he's seen of it) only furthered to confirm this. This child, this damaged young lady, put her trust in him.
Gingerly, he crawled over top of her, braced himself on his arms, buried his fingers into her soft hair, and met her lips with his.
This kiss was calmer, she noted, less frantic than the one earlier. There was no more desperation. They had all of the time in the world.
Her hands burrowed into his silky locks as her legs wrapped around his waist, getting as close to him as she possibly could. It was terrifying. Absolutely horrifying. She needed him, needed his approval, needed his love- no matter how 'in the moment' or purely physical it was. She needed to be needed.
She felt the heat again, of when his hands touched her skin. Slowly, one hand trailed down her, tracing the curve of her breasts and drawing small circles on her tummy, memorizing her body. She moaned into his kiss the further down he went, her body stiffening when his steady fingers met the elastic waist of her less-than-fabulous underwear. She mentally scolded herself for wearing her white, 6 to a pack Hanes. How the hell was she suppose to know somebody else was going to see them?
Alec didn't seem to care. He hooked his fingers to the band and pulled down, stripping her bare. In an instant, his own were gone.
Katherine opened her eyes leisurely, barely peeking through her lashes. Above her, Alec had done the same, gazing at her through heavy lids. His deep-red eyes questioned her softly, asking for permission. She smiled against his lips, rubbing her hips against his. He growled and his eyes shut tight.
He spread her legs apart, becoming engulfed with the scents of cinnamon, ginger and nutmeg. Venom pooled in his mouth, mixing with her essence as their tongues played battle.
Slowly, gently, he slipped into her.
A deep growl rumbled through his chest as her soaking heat surrounded him, her slick walls tight and pulsing. His hands broke into the mattress below him as he tried his damnedest not to hurt the young lady laying under him.
He heard a slight whimper of pain break from her lips and noticed her squirming, trying to adjust her body to the unprecedented invasion.
Alec broke their kiss, attaching his lips to her ear, whispering sweet nothings to her.
Her face twisted in pain. She knew to expect this, she had read about it enough. Still, it hurt. Like...a lot. His voice, though, his voice was making it better. It was like hot fudge over a scope of ice cream on top of a warm brownie. It covered her with love- feigned or not. He whispered to her that she was beautiful- gorgeous. That he loved the feeling of her, the sounds she made, the scent she had- everything. Soon enough, his words distracted her enough from the pain that her body finally relaxed. With great care, he started to move.
The pace was easy, slow, caring. She fell into rhythm simply, meeting his hips with each deep and long thrust he gave. Rich moans ripped from her body and tears stung at the corners of her eyes. She didn't know why, she wasn't in that much pain anymore. She was just so happy, so fulfilled. It was so unknown to her, but gladly accepted.
Her entire body got cold, tightening up in unrivaled pleasure. Her breaths her shallow and her heart racing.
"Faster," she begged in a breathy voice, her hands lightly clawing at his back. He chuckled lowly against her throat and increased the speed. She panted and moaned and clawed at him, the bedspread- anything she could reach- as her world became undone in a mess of screams and chanted 'Alec's and 'yes's.
"Fuck, Al-Al-Alec!" She screamed loudly as she came, biting into his neck, her walls clamping around him. He let out a ferocious growl and gave one last, deep thrust, before joining her in oblivion.
She had fallen asleep shortly thereafter, snuggled up next to him. After he heard her heartbeat steady, Alec swiftly moved her under the covers and dashed into the bathroom, showering her scent from him. He knew the others either already knew or were going to find out soon, but what the hell, why give them more ammo?
After his quick shower, he re-dressed (grabbing a new shirt from the closet, seeing as half of the buttons on his were missing), kissed a sleeping Katherine's cheek, and sought out his sister.
He needed advice.