Siren Of The Twilight
Bella
Three months seemed to flash past, despite how I felt before. I laughed, I ate, I talked, I learnt, I walked, I spent time with my human friends, I studied, I spoke with Aro every spare minute I had.
And now the time was finally here. Today, Aro would come to claim me, forever.
I stood in my room, the drawers empty, the floor covered in my suitcases, the window open, letting the warm sun, for once, stream through. I savoured it, smiling as I thought of my Aro's cold touch, and glittering skin.
"Bells?" Charlie called. "We've got to hurry up if you want to get to the airport."
At the sound of my Dad's voice, I opened my eyes, filled with a bittersweet sense of farewell. I had graduated high school a week ago, and now I was going to Italy, to live forever, although Charlie didn't know that.
He thought I was going on an scholarship to a university there, thanks to Aro's intervention. What he didn't know was that his daughter would forge an unbreakable bond to the country, so much so, she would never come home.
Gradually the contact would become less and less, until it fizzled out all together. The thought saddened me, but I pushed it away. I had made my choice.
The journey to Sea Tac was quiet and awkward, and I could only smile at Charlie when he wheeled my suitcase into the airport for me.
The Cullens were there to see me off, Angela, Mike, Eric and Jessica too. I hugged my human friends, promising to email them regularly, and I savoured their warm skin since soon I would be surrounded by cool, hard flesh.
Alice was next. "I'll see you soon, Bella. We'd thought we'd visit you in Volterra," she smiled, and I managed a strained one back. Her hard arms enfolded me once more, before I felt myself swept up in Emmet's gargantuan strength.
"Miss you, little sister," he twirled me around, before adding in a low whisper too quiet for the humans to hear. "Show those Volturi lot who's boss."
"Oh don't worry about that. They won't know what hit them," I promised him solemnly, before breaking into a huge smile and hugging him once more. "Thanks Em."
Rosalie managed a distant nod, polite but unfriendly and I found myself uncaring about her. Esme hugged me close and stroked my hair, followed by Carlisle.
Edward stiltedly shook my hand, irritatingly formal, and his golden eyes bored into mine. "You're making a huge mistake," he warned. "You don't have to do this."
"No, I don't," I whispered back. "But I want to."
With that, I turned my back on him, on his resignation over my 'doom', and turned to my parents, standing side by side in the departure terminal.
"Dad," I hugged him close, letting him see how much I did love him, for the last time. "Love you. Thank you for everything."
"Hey kiddo, don't go soft on me," Charlie joked, but I could hear the break in his voice. It tore at my heart, but I wouldn't allow myself any doubts. I loved Aro, I wanted Aro and I would do anything to be with my husband. I was fixed on that path.
Renee was next, looking like she wanted to cry, Phil by her side. "I love you, sweetie," she hugged me first, holding me crushingly. "Email me when you get there, and don't be afraid to come back home if it sucks."
"Thanks Mom. I love you," I whispered, feeling tears prick my eyes. I hugged Phil last, then stepped away as my flight was announced.
Picking up my bag, knowing my luggage had already been taken care of, I walked away, smiling over my shoulder at my family one last time, before they disappeared around a corner.
The moment I was out of sight of my family, I was suddenly surrounded by another.
My new family.
I recognised Jane, Alec, Demetri, Felix and Marcus among them, but there were some I did not know. I freed my Volturi pendant from beneath my blouse, and walked straighter among them, as a vampire I didn't know courteously took my rucksack from me. We hurried through the terminal, going to the private lounge and then out to a gleaming jet, waiting on the tarmac.
The Volturi's private plane.
My heart began to beat faster with excitement, drowning out my sadness at leaving my family. The skies began to weep, a gentle drizzle which soaked my hair but did not stop me from almost sprinting up the stairwell, and into the passenger doors, lying open and as inviting as open arms.
But I wanted another pair of arms around me.
The inside of the jet was unbelievably luxurious, with gleaming wooden panelling, and creamy looking couches and leather upholstery. Soft lighting illuminated the tasteful works of art on the walls, and the warm carpet beneath my wet feet. I toed my sneakers off, as Marcus joined me inside, the others languidly walking to the cockpit, or to the kitchen at the other end of the plane. It had a bathroom, and even a few bedrooms, which made me shiver.
"We have food stocked in the kitchens if you want something to eat, mia cara," Marcus smiled warmly, and I smiled back.
"Not yet," I replied. I was hungry for something else. A knowing look filtered into Marcus' twinkling eyes, and I couldn't help my blush.
"He's through there. Do be gentle with him," he whispered to me, and I laughed.
"I'll try not to break him," I replied, eagerly hurrying through a door into a darkened room, shutting the door behind me, blocking out Marcus' teasing laughter, and no doubt, the grins of the rest of the Guard. No doubt, I would never be allowed to forget this, for the rest of eternity.
The room was pitch black, and I couldn't see a thing. "Aro?" I called. I felt a whisper of wind against my side, and I sighed as cool arms and a familiar, desperately desired mouth nuzzled my neck.
"My Isabella. My Bella," he growled against me, and I shivered. We hadn't seen one another since he left three months ago, and my body came back to life. I twisted around in his arms, kissing him urgently, blindly seeking out his lips. "At last."
I sighed against his lips, trying to press myself as close as possible to him in the sultry darkness. Abruptly, he swept my feet out from under me, holding me suspended between his body and the wall. As his hips thrust against me, I cried out, only dimly aware that the plane had taken off, but seeing as Aro held me, his supernatural balance had ensured I hadn't fallen.
"I want to see you," I shuddered, my breath coming harsh as I scrabbled for a light switch. The light flicked on, and I gasped, desire running through me anew at the sight of his dishevelled black hair, mussed by my hands, framing his beloved face. "Hello stranger," I muttered weakly.
"Somehow, I doubt strangers do this, amore mio," he growled against my lips, before he flitted us over to the bed, laying me down beneath him gently. I arched as his body covered mine, his hips between my thighs, languidly rocking against my still clothed body. I didn't bother to correct him and his adorably uninformed view of how the world now was, sometimes.
I was too busy trying not to lose my mind.
I could feel the forced gentility in his hands as he pulled at my jacket, and I groaned through our kiss. "Just rip it, for chrissake!"
I pulled his lips back to mine, needing him to feel how much I loved him, how I needed him just to let go, for once, while I was still human. He seemed to listen, and I cried out as I felt the constricting material of my jeans, blouse and jacket disappear, the sounds of ripping fabric like music to my ears. I longed for the day when I could do that to him.
As it was, it only took me a few minutes to deprive him of his smart black suit, although I found the addition of a tailored waistcoat rather annoying, since it stopped me from having my husband's skin under my palms once more.
He made my breath freeze in my lungs, and I arched underneath him, crying out his name as I felt him inside me, at long last.
Now we were together, forever.
I stirred later, my head pillowed on Aro's chest as he held me, the fur coverlet pulled up and over my body, to shield me from his chilled skin. I luxuriated in the feel of him, his strength holding me securely, but not suffocating so. There would be no more pretending, no more hiding, just me and him for all eternity.
"I missed you so much," I whispered, as his fingers stroked my hair. On our chests, our Volturi pendants gleamed in the rays of the setting sun outside the plane's windows, and I bathed in its warmth, my body illuminated by the glittering magnificence of Aro's skin.
"And I did you. Nothing will part us now, my Bella," he smoothed back my hair from my face as I turned to look at him. "Although I do believe that Marcus and Felix will have aplenty to tease you about for the rest of eternity."
"Don't," I groaned, hiding my head in his chest.
"You do moan delightfully loud and unrestrained, Isabella," he chuckled darkly.
"Stop it!" I shrieked, hitting him playfully. "Besides you didn't seem to complain."
"No. Nothing could be more perfect than hearing my Bella cry out my name as I pleasure her," he replied in my ear, his lustful tone making me shiver and arch back against him. His lips hungrily sought out my pulse, and I soon found myself writhing against him again, as his hand slid between my thighs.
I shifted back against him, and felt his indrawn breath as my body pressed against his stirring one. "Well, as long as people know you're mine too…" I trailed off, flicking a taunting smile over my shoulder at him.
"You will always have me, now and forever," he whispered in my ear, and I sighed happily. The rays of the sunset shone through the windows, over us, almost like a benediction, and I smiled.
I had said goodbye to Forks, to my parents, to my friends and my human life. There was sadness in that, but hope of a new life, with the man I loved, and a new family to love and protect. Forever.
"When will you turn me?" I asked, a touch breathlessly, as Aro's fingers gracefully traced patterns over my skin.
"Soon. Tonight, after we have landed if you wish," Aro whispered in my ear, but then I abruptly found myself turned onto my back beneath him, his beloved, austere face blocking out the light of the sun.
But I didn't need the sunset when I had Aro as my own personal sun. Besides a sunset meant the end of a day, the ticking down of a clock, of mortality, of the coming of the dark. But with Aro, our day would never have to end.
"But first, I have a promise to fulfil, one I will fulfil many, many times," Aro continued, smiling wickedly. I smirked back, filled with the kind of confidence I had never known before. I reached between us, and stroked him, delighting in the contradiction of hard, unyielding muscle and satin soft skin. A bit like him, in a way, a cold, stony featured man, a King of his kind, a leader, and yet there was so much to love beneath. A gentler side tempered by his fierce possessiveness and animalistic side.
And devotion. To me.
Aro gasped and shuddered beneath my hand, and my smile only grew. "I'll hold you to that, husband," I hissed, as he glared down at me and our lips met wildly, passionately.
As he dragged me back under the tide of our need for one another, I wasn't a passive spectator, holding onto him in the tidal wave. I met him, and I matched him, even as human and breakable as I was.
Nothing would ever break me again, especially not from him.
Fin
A/N: Ok, I'm finishing this here because I felt that continuing it past Bella's transformation really is re-treading old ground. Not only have I as an author done it, but countless others have as well, and there's only so many directions I can take it in; either Bella as a hungry newborn or a super-controlled one. There is no pregnancy either, as some have asked. I did that in 'Italians Do It Better', and I don't want to re-tread old ground again.
I also feel that if I try to extend this any further, I won't ever finish it. Reality is constantly keeping me away from any kind of writing, and I need to attend to that, which brings me onto the sequel to Italians Do It Better. There is no way I'm going to be able to write it, I've simply left it too long, and I want to offer it up to any of you who might like the challenge. All I'd ask is to keep Aro and Bella together, but beyond that, I wouldn't object to any direction a potential writer might take it.
I'm also leaving Twilight, beyond my remaining WIPs, to focus on other projects when I have time. So thank you for your support, particularly during my illness, and your encouragement. They've been a great help :D