Author's Note: Slight sexual undertones; for readers under 16, take heed when you read. ;)

Cupid's Power

Jane's POV

"You really do love him, don't you?" Alec asked me as he sat down beside me underneath the oak tree. Sebastian's scent was still lurking, but it was soon replaced by Alec's menthol odor when he sat down.

I nodded. "It's simply glorious whenever I'm with him, Alec. I wonder who you'll end up with."

"It doesn't matter to me, Jane. As long as you're happy, I don't need anything else," Alec said. "What if he asks you to sleep with him? Would you say yes?"

I hesitated. He was much older than me – that was certain. But our ages never mattered, not even when we first met. Did it matter now?

"I would," I said defiantly. My hands shook slightly. In truth, I have wanted to make love to him for centuries, but I knew that he was thinking that I was still young. Now, I was a woman (although I looked like a 13 year old girl) who had a woman's needs.

And I needed him.

Alec studied me for a few moments.

"Jane, you do know that I love you," he said, placing a hand over mine.

I nodded. "I've known it since we were born, Alec."

"And you do know that if he hurts you, I'll kill him," he added. "You know that, don't you?"

"Yes." In my heart, I knew Sebastian wouldn't hurt me intentionally. He was everything I could ever ask for. Whenever I felt too evil, he always brought be back to my senses. He also knew I revelled at the sight of pain and misery, and he understood that. He was, in lack of a better word, perfect. "Alec, you and I both know that he wouldn't hurt me."

"You never know, Jane," he reminded me. He stood up.

"Where are you going?" I asked, closing the book.

"The throne room. Do you want to come?"

Sebastian would be there, I thought. To Alec, I said: "Of course."

We walked to the throne room. A few humans who were hoping to join the ranks of the Volturi passed us in the hallways, but we ignored them. I could see them admire us from afar, and how they hoped to be like us one day.

As we neared the throne room, I could hear Lord Aro and Sebastian discuss something.

"Is this why you called me here, Father?" I heard Sebastian say.

"I only want what's best for you, Sebastian. Of course once you possess her, then this shows that you and Jane fully belong together and can never leave the coven," Lord Aro replied.

My eyes widened. Were they talking about me?

"As long as Jane is here, so am I," Sebastian countered. "I have always been faithful to you and the coven, Father, you know this."

Lord Aro was telling Sebastian to make love to me? The idea was tempting and outrageous at the same time. I looked at Alec and I saw a bemused expression on his face. I elbowed him gently and he glanced at me.

"What?"

I shook my head and continued to listen.

"Yes, but we want to be doubly sure, don't we?" Lord Aro argued. "Is it so hard for you to make passionate love to the woman you love?"

"I certainly won't have any trouble with that," I added softly. Alec snorted, and I elbowed him again. This time, he was able to block it.

I sensed Sebastian shifted his weight uncomfortably, and I smiled in spite of myself.

"Alec understands. He has always supported the love you share with his sister," Lord Aro added. "If you plan to do this elsewhere, I can always grant you and dear Jane some time alone."

That was it. I made a move to open the door, but Alec slapped my hand. "Wait and see if your Sebastian agrees."

When I heard Sebastian murmur his assent, I flung open the doors and stepped in with Alec behind me. Sebastian's eyes widened and he looked guilty and embarrassed at the same time. It was adorable.

"Ah, Jane, you've heard?" Lord Aro said as I walked up to him. Lord Caius sat up straighter, as if this was a matter worthy of his attention.

"Yes, Master," I told him. "And I agree with Sebastian." I looked at him, who was now staring at the floor.

"Excellent!" Lord Aro clapped his hands together with glee. "When shall the two of you leave?"

"Whenever you can spare us, Father," Sebastian replied. "I certainly don't want to leave Volterra unprotected."

"A wise choice," Lord Caius said, speaking for the first time since Alec and I arrived. "Of course, you and Jane are more than welcome to use the castle in the meantime."

"No, this has to be special, Master," I informed him, taking Sebastian's hand in mine.

"Ah, love," Lord Aro said wistfully. "Well, it is decided, then."

Sebastian and I turned and walked out. Alec had left the throne room while we were talking, but I saw him standing outside.

"So," he said, brushing a stray lock of hair off his forehead.

"Oh Alec," I said, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"I swear, Sebastian, if you hurt my sister, I'll…"

"You don't have to say anything, Alec," Sebastian interrupted. "I'd rather die than hurt her."

Alec clamped his mouth shut. "Well, I'll be in my room if you two need anything." It was a lame farewell, and we all knew it. I could sense that Alec was becoming uneasy about the idea of me and Sebastian sleeping together. He may have been teasing me about it earlier, but now the reality hit him full force.

But he also had to realize I was no longer the 13 year old he knew centuries ago. I may look like a child, but now I needed to feel love.

To feel him.

Sebastian looked at me. I realized that we were still in full view of the three lords. Lord Aro was studying us with his fingers touching his nose and his eyes squinting, as if he were smiling. Sebastian tugged at the skirt of my dress and we moved away from the throne room.

Things had changed, and I could feel the tension. Sebastian cleared his throat but didn't say anything. We were heading towards his room, and some part of me wondered if we were going to do it tonight. The other part wanted him to, and that surprised me.

"Sebastian? Say something," I demanded as we neared his room. Unlike mine, it was located in one of the more luxurious parts of the castle. A private terrace looked out onto the city below, while a small garden attracted birds every morning.

I didn't resent him for having a better room than me; he was technically one of the coven's lords. Besides, he took me to his room whenever we wanted to be alone, so it felt like my room as well.

"Hmm?" he murmured absent-mindedly.

I let out an exasperated sigh. "Sebastian, is there something wrong with you?"

"No, there's nothing wrong," he assured me, running a finger down the side of my face.

"Are you sure? Sebastian, I've known you for centuries. There's something you aren't telling me," I insisted.

Again he denied anything. And still I persisted. I knew he was keeping something from me, and I wanted to know what it was.

He removed his cloak and threw it over his trunk. I did the same with mine, and pulled him towards the bed. "Sebastian, whatever it is you're not telling me, say it," I urged.

"Oh Jane." I knew he was going to kiss me; he bent over and covered my lips with quick kisses. The urgency was breath-taking, and I kissed him back. His scent invaded my nostrils and I inhaled. It was so strong, so familiar, and so comforting.

I was vaguely aware that I was lying on his bed, and he was on top of me. Well, almost. He had his palms pressed against the mattress, but he was still kissing me passionately. His mouth moved to my neck, while his tongue traced a series of lines.

"What are you doing?" My voice was like the soft purr of a seductress, and I couldn't believe my ears.

"Tracing my name on your neck," he replied.

The silliness of it caused me to laugh. "Oh Sebastian."

My arms were on his back, urging him to press more of himself on me. He groaned softly in my ear and pulled off the pins that placed my hair in a bun. My hair spilled out over his bed, and he continued to kiss me fervently. Just when I thought he was going to push things further, he rolled off and sat on the bed beside me.

I sat up, disappointed. "Why not now?"

"Jane, there's something you need to know," he said. "You have to know that before you came, I was alone. It was no surprise that I played around. Felix knows this – he was with me during some of these activities."

The next things he told me didn't surprise me; but still, it made me angry. Angry and jealous.

"Why should they have you and I can't? Is it because I look like a child?" I demanded, rising from the bed and facing him. "I may be a child on the outside, Sebastian, but I've grown up! My feelings and thoughts are of a woman! Don't you see that?"

Sebastian shook his head and took me in his arms. "No, Jane, it's not like that. They had me for one night, and that was it. But you, you would have me forever. I don't want to take you like this; it has to be a place where we can fully enjoy each other's company."

I stopped. He made sense. If we did do it, then I would be no better off than those whores and sluts who eagerly opened their thighs for a blonde aristocrat. I leaned on his chest. "But that doesn't mean we can't.."

"Oh no, Jane. I may have your best interests at heart, but remember that I'm a man. My control only goes so far," he reminded me sternly, but he was smiling. He held me close, and it was a long time before we broke apart.

It was at that moment when I knew that I didn't care what the other vampires thought about me. They could call me insane, unstable, evil, sadistic, or a child of Satan. I had my twin brother, Alec, my sire, Lord Aro, and my lover, Sebastian.

They were the only people I would need in my life, and that was that.

L'amo.