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Edward POV

I felt the sting of the whip raise a welt on my flesh but I paid it no mind. Since mine and Bella's declarations of love; or rather, the act that solidified it, Aro's attempts at bringing me down had not been fruitful. I just grinned internally, thought of my love, and bore it.

That was where my mind currently was, in any case. I was not with Caius in his chamber, but with Bella, sneaking about in our kennels like we had last night.

Flashback

"Bella, we shouldn't do this," I whimpered as she crawled in on top of me. Her pussy was directly in my face and I breathed in her heavenly scent.

She didn't respond, save for taking my cock into her mouth, sucking me all the way down her throat. "Fuck!" I whispered, unable to stop the expletive from bursting forth as she went down on me. She began playing with my balls and one finger slipped just inside my anus to tease my prostate.

I let out a growl against her trimmed curls and pulled her pussy down further onto me. I lapped at her like a cat eating cream. She tasted divine; like the sweetest of ambrosia. I thrust my tongue into her, stiffening it as hard as I could for her and she let out a small squeal; the vibrations traveling via my cock all the way down into the very depths of my being.

I slipped two fingers into her as my tongue now rounded her clit. I began flicking it in a much faster time than she was suckling me and it took her no time at all to come. I didn't stop though; I kept her on the plateau until I felt my own impending release and I let myself go just as I pushed her over the edge.

"Holy fucking shit," I whispered as I kissed the skin of her stomach as she moved back out of my kennel. We had attempted to refrain from being together and though we knew it was dangerous, we couldn't help ourselves. I had put my foot down about entering her again. It was too dangerous. She was supposed to be a virgin and since it was unclear how a future owner might want her, she had not been on any form of birth control and naturally, I couldn't just run out to the local pharmacy and grab condoms for us. That was when she came up with the brilliant idea of sixty-nines. We had been together three times now in this fashion. I always let her be the aggressor; letting her choose the time she wished to make this connection in my half-assed attempt at giving her control over the situation.

She kissed my mouth just once before she whispered; "I have to get back to my kennel. See you later."

Flashback End

I let out a hint of that smile before I was slapped in the face. "You look happy, slave," Caius snarled. "Tell me why."

I paused, and after another flick of the whip against my inner thigh, he yelled; "Speak!"

"I'm-I'm happy to please you, Sir," I said softly.

His eyebrow rose for just a moment before he let out a smirking grin. "Well, well; I'm surprised, Slave Masen, but very pleased. And for that, you will get a reward…"

That was when he shoved his cock halfway down my throat.

I felt the tears stinging my eyes, but I held them in as I began working him; my mind's eye traveling back to suckling on Bella's pert nipples instead. I laved his cock with attention much like I would Bella's tits; trying not to pay attention to the salty pre-cum that coated my tongue. His throaty "fuck" was replaced with her whispered curse of the same and I eagerly brought him to orgasm. It was only when I had to swallow his cum did I come back to myself. But I just imagined it was okra Emmett often force-fed me when I was over at his house. His addiction to the nasty-assed southern plant often meant I had to grin and bear it as he ate the shit.

I waited until Caius pulled away and he patted my head like a dog. "Good boy, Masen. You may go back to the kennels now. I assume you know your way?" he said, not even really paying attention to me as he turned toward the blonde sub on the bed. "You, Lauren; make me hard again. I feel like having a piece of that pussy before I fuck your ass until it bleeds."

I took that as my cue and quickly crawled out before he decided it was my ass he wanted to fuck until it bled. Been there, done that, and wasn't keen on having it done to me again.

I was on my hands and knees when I saw bare feet walking, or rather, limping, up to me. Most of the lower-level Doms were allowed to be clothed in black pants and cloaks the color of their station, but only the highest level Doms were allowed shoes.

"Well, well, well, sub Masen," the voice sneered. James. Great.

I paused and waited, as was customary for a sub to do in the presence of a Dom. "Are you going somewhere? Speak."

"To the kennels, Sir," and damn, did it grate my ass to have to call him 'sir'.

He let out a flat chuckle. "Good. Get that ass into a training room. Now."

I had no idea what his game was, but I knew I needed to do as he said or face the consequences. I followed him into a room down the hall and he slammed the door shut. I heard him flip the deadbolt, locking us in.

"I know it was you," he said silkily.

Emmett POV

I awoke with a start. Something didn't feel right. I looked over at my Rosie; she looked so peaceful sleeping next to me. I didn't think Alice would mind me and Rosalie sleeping together in her house. After all, it wasn't like her and that dog weren't getting it on.

I let out a low growl without volition. I wasn't sure I liked him. Eleazar had vouched for him; he told me Jake was on the up and up and that he was trying to mainstream from being under such strict control as his sub, but I wasn't sure I believed him. Elly was twitchy when I went over for our training session yesterday; something he rarely was. Of course, Elly was a smaller man than me, so that may have contributed to his demeanor. Ever since I had achieved my status as Dom, he had been wary of me. I knew I was built like a brick shithouse and having the knowledge in my hands that I now possessed, I had the potential to be deadly. Just ask Royce King. I killed him before I had been trained in pain play and true dominating. Besides; after being under Jane's powers to prove myself worthy of Aro's daughter, I could withstand anything.

Again, I had that sensation that something just wasn't right and I knew I couldn't stay in bed without at least scouting the parameter like my German Shepherd, Dharma. She was an awesome dog, too. I couldn't wait for me and Rosie to have a ton of kids for Dharma to play with. She loved kids when we went to the park together to play with her Frisbee.

I was grinning as I stood and walked to check out in the living room. As expected, Jake was not sleeping there. It was too much to assume he had left when they came back to the house. A quick glance out the window showed that his truck was still in the driveway. Great. I felt myself stiffen as I walked to Ali's door and peeked inside.

Sure enough, he was spooned around her tiny frame. Both were naked. I would have gotten angry had I not seen how Jacob's huge frame seemed to wrap around her; protecting her from everything. I peeked into Baby Jay's bed and found him sleeping soundly also.

I turned to go back to bed and felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I looked and found the front door unlocked. Hmm, maybe that's what it was?

I blew out a breath and decided to walk out onto the back porch and have myself a smoke. I didn't reach for the cigarettes often; I knew how bad they were for me, but sometimes I just needed something to take the edge off.

I grabbed my pack of smokes from where I had hidden them in the flowerpot hanging from the eve of the house and lit one. I blew out a puff of smoke and tried to calm my nerves. Something felt seriously hinky and I couldn't figure out what it was. I wished I had Dharma with me; she could sniff out something or someone if that was what the problem was.

The breeze blew and shifted the leaves in the trees when I heard it; a crunch. It definitely sounded like someone stepping on a fallen tree branch. I carefully extinguished my cig and made my way toward the sound. I paused; listening. I didn't hear anything for a moment before I heard something that sounded like an elephant tromping through the woods. It was then I heard the curse word.

I paused for a moment, evaluating my situation. I knew this was no ordinary person out for a stroll in the middle of the fucking night. I also knew that whoever it was, it was more than likely one of Aro's lackeys. I just didn't know who, or more importantly; why.

I did, however, know that I had to see who it was and further assess the situation. I followed him; (for surely it was male) whoever he was, to an access road out the other side of the woods. I cursed not putting on shoes as stones and sharp sticks stuck in my feet, but I remained silent as I continued my task, pulling out all of my lost memories of being a Boy Scout. The thought made me laugh internally; I'd be willing to bet they'd take away my Eagle Scout Bronze Palm if they knew what I liked to do in my spare time...

I paused, bringing myself back to the situation as I heard his phone ring and a voice I recognized all too well spoke. "Hello, James. Yes, please report to Father that the situation is much graver than I first thought. He spent the night. I don't believe Jacob will do Father's bidding." A pause, then; "I know, James. I know he's supposed to get close to Alice to get his hands on the child..."

That fucking bastard, I thought as he continued; "But I don't feel like this is just 'getting close to get the job done'. You didn't see them. I went back to the house after I saw them fucking on the tire swing. They went inside and he made love to her, James." He paused again. "Yes, you fucktard; just because I've never been gentle with a woman before in my life doesn't mean I don't know what it is when I see it."

They made love? Ali and Jacob? Whoa...maybe this thing isn't at all what I thought...

"Well, what does Father want me to do about this? Yeah? Okay, will do. Talk to you tomorrow, Jamey." He paused and I swear the little fucker almost grinned as he said, "Yeah, I can't wait to be back home either."

I heard him punch the 'end' button on his phone and heard him walking back toward the house. I stayed stock-still and silent as a church mouse as he walked past me. "Hello, Demetri," I said nonchalantly as I grasped him around the neck.

He gasped. "E-Em?"

"That's right, fucker," I whispered into his ear. "Just what the fuck are you doing?"

"I-I-I..." he stammered.

I chuckled darkly. "You feeling lucky, Punk?" I asked as I tightened my hand around his windpipe.

He let out a single wheeze as he lost consciousness. I knew just what I needed to do with him...

I slapped his face and threw ice-cold water on him, shocking him awake. He tried to move, but as I had him strung in the harness, he couldn't.

"Em? What is the meaning of this? I'm still your superior!" he yelled, though from this position, he looked more like a strung up screaming Thanksgiving Day turkey than a commanding Dom.

I laughed flatly. When I had arrived in his rental car at Eleazar's compound Elly had asked me; "Do I want to know?"

I shook my head. "You know nothing and you burn the footage of my arrival from your video feeds, you got me? Don't think I won't tell Aro about the abortion I had to perform on his favorite sub because you were a dumb-ass, Eleazar."

He stiffened and with a nod, walked back into his house. I had hoisted Demetri's limp body over my shoulders in a fireman's lift and carried him into the pitch-black training room.

I smiled at him coldly. Most people only saw my teddy bear side. Very few had been 'privileged' enough to see the grizzly in me come out. "Dem, Dem, Dem...you're a dumb motherfucka, ain't 'cha, boy?" I asked him; the Tennessee I had been born to coming out in my voice. I had lived a hard life by the time Carlisle and Esme had adopted me. Most people wouldn't realize just how mean the streets of Memphis really were unless they'd lived them.

"Emmett...I..."

I held up a hand. "You honestly think you can come into my hometown and fuck with my sister and my nephew and get away with it? What the fuck is Aro thinking?"

"Em..."

"SILENCE!" I roared as I flicked the bullwhip I had in my hand; cracking open a long gash along his leg. He whimpered in pain, causing me to laugh. "You're not much for pain, are you, Demetri? You just like inflicting it. You're a fucking sadist, but you can't take what you dish out. You're one of the poorest excuses for a Dom I've ever seen. A true Dom cares for his subs; not fucks and fucks with them like you do."

I flicked the bullwhip again, causing another gash to open up. This time it tore into the muscle along his chest. I smiled in grim satisfaction as I watched his life-fluid begin to slowly drain from him. And right then I knew; he would be one less sonofabitch to fuck with MY family.

But first...I had to get some information out of him.

"So tell me, Demetri; why were you sent?"

He didn't answer, so I flicked the whip again. He cried out in agony as I ripped open his nipple and I said, "I'll make it stop if you tell me the truth, Dem."

He looked at me hesitantly. "Come on," I crooned softly. "You know I'm not a liar..." but I would be one tonight. He wasn't leaving here alive.

"I-I was just supposed to follow Jacob; make sure he stayed on task."

"Which was?" I prompted.

"To-to get close to Alice."

"Why?" I had to remain calm. Dead men tell no tales, nor, for that matter; truths.

"Be-because he wants the child."

"Why? Why does Aro want LJ? He's got you and Felix and Rosalie..."

"He-he is displeased with Felix, who is infatuated with sub Bella and Rosalie's a woman; not worthy of the throne."

"And yourself?" I asked with my eyebrow raised.

"He has not said, but I know he doesn't feel I'm the best candidate..."

"Gee, I can't begin to imagine why," I deadpanned. "Very well, you've answered all the questions I needed answered."

He blew out a breath. "Thank you, Emmett. I swear, I won't mention this to anyone..."

I lowered the hook I had him strapped to and walked over to where he was now lying on the ground. "Oh, I know you won't, Demetri," I said soothingly. I wasn't going to make this easy on him. I could; I had all the drugs I would need, but I wanted this fuck to suffer.

He had known what Royce had planned for Rosalie and hadn't stopped him. His own sister fell prey to all the sick, fucked up things Royce had done to her. Demetri had even gone so far as to say she deserved what she got! All because she had been Aro's favorite.

"Thank you, Emmett," he said again as I moved in behind him. He must have assumed I was going to help him up, because he raised his arms, aligning himself perfectly as I slipped the eight inch hunting knife into his intercostal space. His eyes bugged out as I punctured his lung.

"Hurts, doesn't it?" I said in that still soothing tone.

He began coughing and trying to capture his breath as I slid the knife out of his body only to repeat the gesture on the other side.

Blood began to bubble out of each of the wounds. "Em..." he managed to whisper.

"You didn't stop Royce from attacking Rosalie. Your own sister..." I made a 'tutting' sound. "You didn't stand up to your father for the tortures he has already inflicted upon my family and countless other families the world 'round. You have destroyed sub after sub; you and James and your competition-slash-love-fest the two of you have going on and I swear I will not let you harm another person again.

His eyes were pleading with me as he tried in vain to get enough oxygen into his lungs. "I had thought of torturing you further, Demetri; but I only have an hour or two to dispose of your body, clean myself up, and get back in bed before your sister truly wonders where I am, so I guess I have to just end this now."

I didn't hesitate as I sliced the knife across his stomach; gutting him like a deer. He froze as the pain wracked his body. I was generous though, and didn't prolong his pain as I sliced his throat; almost cutting his head off.

I watched in grim satisfaction as every bit of blood poured from his body and traveled down into the drain below him. I blew out a breath before I grabbed the hose and began spraying the tile floor. Being a surgeon, it took me only moments to completely dismember his body before once more spraying the tile off with water. Once he was in pieces, I didn't waste time getting the parts into black trash bags and hosed down the whole area with the full bottle of bleach I found under the sink, taking the empty bottle back with me.

I put the bags into the back of his rental and drove out to one of the nearby ravines. I took each part out of the bag and tossed them out; the animals would eat him before anyone found him. Besides; I was careful. The first thing I had done was put on gloves and the bags were coming back with me to be burned. No one would know what had happened.

I drove his car back to where I had found him and made sure to wipe it down with a cloth anywhere my hands had touched before I got out, tossing the keys in the opposite direction of where I was going.

I jogged back quickly to the house just as the sun broke the horizon. I quickly tossed the bags and my gloves onto the gas grill and set it aflame. I was surprised to hear a sound behind me. I turned quickly.

"Do I want to know?"

I shook my head. "You really don't. Just know that I will stop at nothing to protect my family." I sighed, "Even if it means killing yours."

Rosalie came up to me and kissed my lips. "Was it Dem?"

That was when I felt the tear slip down my cheek. I wasn't crying for the fucker I had killed; he deserved it. I was crying for the fact I'd killed my girl's brother and she was acting all calm and shit about it. "Yeah," I managed.

"Good," she said flatly. "He deserved it."

I pulled her to me and kissed her passionately. "This stays between us."

"What does?" she asked with a grin.

Edward POV

"I know it was you," he said silkily.

I didn't answer; though, judging by the way he was limping, I had an idea.

"Fuck! Answer me!" he screamed.

"What?" I asked him. "What is it you think I've done?"

He came around and grabbed me by the throat, pulling me to my feet. He and I were about the same height, but due to his training and his diet, he was far stronger than me. "I knew it was you that defiled Bella Swan."

I refused to show anything. I would not show any sign of guilt or fear. "I don't know what you're talking about," I stated calmly.

He pushed me away from him, knocking me back to the floor. "Liar!"

I shook my head and sat back up on my knees. I was just about to respond when his cell phone rang.

"What?!" he screamed into it. "Oh, hey, Demetri," he paused. "If you don't think Jacob can perform his task, you know what Master said to do."

Jacob? What was he talking about?

He then laughed. "Make love? What are you? A fucking girl? Besides, what the fuck you know about making love anyway?"

He let out a snort and then got serious. "You know what Master wanted you to do," he repeated. "If it becomes an issue, kill him, bring the kid and his whore mother with him. I've always wanted a piece of Alice Brandon Cullen."

Alice? My Alice?

"Talk to you tomorrow too, Dem. I can't wait for you to be home. The place isn't the same without ya."

He flipped the phone shut and turned back to me. "Tell me the fucking truth!" he snapped.

I swallowed every bit of worry I had. Jacob seemed like a good man. If they were talking about him being in love with Alice…then I could only hope he could protect her, or at least have the good sense to go to Emmett for help. My face remained blank as I screamed, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Bullshit!" he spat. "I know it was you that took that sweet pussy for her first ride."

I felt my hands clench and I said, "I. Don't. Know. What. You. Are. Talking. About!"

His hand whipped out to slap my face. "Was it worth it? Was it worth me beating you for it?"

Still, I remained quiet.

He grasped me by the throat again. "Was it worth me finally doing what I was accused of? Was it worth me taking her like I've just done?"

My breath caught. Please, God, don't tell me…

"Was it worth me fucking that sweet pussy and leaving her lying in a pool of her own blood?"

I didn't even pause as the rage boiled up in me and I turned on him. "No!" I screamed as I grasped him by the throat and pulled him to the ground under me. My hands closed around his neck. "You better be fucking lying to me, James. If she's hurt, you're dead!"

He was already turning blue. This wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. All I would have to do was finish him off…it would be worth the punishments to kill the man responsible for a large portion of the torment around this place.

I loosed my grip and yelled at him again; "Are you lying?!"

He just stared at me so I tightened my grip once more. Being a doctor had its perks and I knew exactly how much pressure to apply. "Answer me!"

I let up again and he coughed and sputtered; "No! I haven't even seen her today!"

I grinned coldly. "Thank you, James," I said as I tightened my grip once more, my thumbs crushing his trachea. I held pressure on his neck until I was quite sure he was dead.

That was when the door opened…

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