Bpov
The moment the scream left my lips, I regretted it.
Aro's head snapped towards me, and he motioned for Edward to be dropped.
"Isabella! Come with me!" He barked.
Silently, with my head down, I obeyed, not knowing what to expect.
What I did not expect, was to be lead into his bed chambers.
My shock continued when he turned to me, sadness in his pale eyes.
"Isabella, I've made such a mistake!" He said as he fell onto the bed.
I look at him, confusion in my eyes.
"I thought that I could separate myself from you! Talk was beginning in the walls, they believed you to not be what you say. Covens across the world assumed you a fib, because of your relation with me!
I had to save you some way!"
He cries out.
I look at him, "What are you saying?" I say, a slight edge in my voice, surely he didn't mean...
"My Isabella! I've always loved you, and yearned for your touch! I was able to control myself, as long as I knew you were safe, and you still loved me, but I fear I've waited too long. I believe your connection to the Cullen is stronger than to me!"
I shake my head at this, "Aro, he is my Sire and my Mate! I understand I did wrong, not accepting your decision, but this is too cruel for a punishment! To tease me with such, such...such NONSENSE!" I cry out to him.
He stands and pushes me against the wall, forcing his lips onto mine.
He pulls back, leaving both of us gasping for air we don't need.
"This is not a joke, nor a punishment. I love you. I can't lose you. I need you." He says
With that sentence, he'd said what I'd always wanted him to say, and I pulled his head closer, connecting our lips once again.
My hands slide his Volturi cloak off, and slide under his white shirt, feeling his chest.
His chest was warm to my touch, silky yet pasty, it was hard yet soft.
It was everything I wanted.
He pulled me closer to his body, groping me above my clothing as our tongues continued to battle.
They fought for dominance, and I put up a good fight, but all he had to do was ask, and I would be his slave.
I push back, and look him deeply in the eyes, and he nods.
I place my hand on his shirt collar, the contrast of my pale skin and his white shirt, it's sex for the eyes.
I slide my finger down, ripping the shirt down the center, and place my pale hand on his chest.
I take my time, placing both hands on his chest, exploring the feeling I'd gone so long without as I push him gently on the bed.
My hands continue to roam his body, as I straddle his hips.
I circle his pink and erect nipples with my index finger, before brushing the rest of the offending nature called clothes, from his body.
I step back, kneeling in front of him, sliding my hands down his chest and thighs, stopping only when they are even with his length.
I sigh, and fight the urge to just jump on top of him, and have my way with him.
I've went years without this feelings, and this reunion, when our bodies reunite, should be perfect.
I take the base of his length in my palm, and marvel at how perfect our skin matches.
I pump once, dragging my thumb over the head, and he hisses.
I hum again, repeating the action, and slowly I build up stepped.
He has his eyes closed, fistfuls of the red sheet under him.
I rise slightly, and gently slide him into my mouth, and moan at the familiar saltiness.
He jerks forward, causing his length to go deeper, I don't gag.
He sits up and puts his hands in my hair, and begins moving my head, with the pace he wants.
I accept gratefully, and I hum, when I feel that he's close.
He stands up, and holds my face, and his movements go into turbo and groans when he explodes in my mouth.
He falls on the bed, in a state of satisfaction, and I smile, knowing I did that.
He rises slowly, and kisses my neck, and pushes my cloak off my body, and my shirt follows it.
He takes his sweet time removing my pants, but rips the fabric of my undergarments.
He looks me in the eye as I knock him to the bed, and crawl up his body.
I place kisses randomly on his body, until finally, I slide myself onto my throne.
Silent noting, I've been gone too long.
I rock my hips back and forth, making slow work of his body.
He meets my thrusts perfectly, as he grips my thighs.
I look down, and gaze into his eyes, feeling complete.
His movements begin getting jerky.
I place my palms on his chest, as he flips us over.
He holds me tight, as he picks up speed; a pressure begins to build from deep within my body.
He raises my thigh, and tilts his body, slowing his speed, but his thrusts become harder.
Slowly, ever so slowly, the pressure begins to blossom within my stomach.
I bring my mouth to his neck and bite down hard, an attempt to mask my loud groans.
He hits a spot, oh-so deep that I never knew existed, and the pressure begins to overflow.
That blossom explodes, and we reach our climax together.
Yet wave after wave, one name rolls off my lips, "EEEEEEDDDDDWWWWWAAAAARRRRDDD D!"
I cry, in pure ecstasy.
My eyes fly open, aware of my mistake, and Aro is looking at me.
He shakes his head and removes himself from my body, dressing himself as he walks out the room.
I lay naked on the bed, and my eyes pool with venom, tears that would never fall, and I sobbed.
A/N:
KlaJaye:There ya go Abigail!What do you think?
Beta: *folds arms* She screamed the wrong name. Sorry, but I am a fangirl first.
*grins* however, thank you for Aro-sex.
KlaJaye: No problem! Sadly, I think the next chapter will only hurt your inner fangirl more, because bella's getting down again...with someone else ;)