Disclaimer: Nothing is mine except Ocs, everything else belongs to Stephanie Meyer.
Chapter Thirty Five, Bella's POV.
"...Focus Bella!"
"Easy for you to say" I grunted as I pulled myself up off the snow covered ground, the pair of tight, dark blue jeggings I was wearing were plastered to my thighs as well as my black V-neck long sleeved T-shirt. The besprent materials made me feel off balance. Which was why my biological mother was kicking my ass all over the forest, gently in motherly sort of way, I snorted to myself as I traipsed back over to her, the thick blanket of snowfall would've been difficult for a human to wade through.
"Remind me why we're doing this?" I drawled when I was standing three feet in front of her, I was still stunned at how tall she was. And I wasn't exactly short. After Victoria turned me I grew like three or four inches, at the time we'd both been a little baffled over the change but now...I'm pretty sure it must be a Fae thing.
"Like I said before...Sicarii may bethe most vicious and remorseless killers in both histories but they're not without some honour..." Akasha began, the subtle flex of her lithe muscles was the only indication I got before she pounced, sailing through the air like a gilded arrow. I waited until I could feel the air around me begin to ripple with the force of her movements, had I been a vampire I wouldn't of even been aware that she'd leapt at me. I bent at the knees, my hamstrings tensed, I launched myself into the air, choosing a defensive action. I executed a perfect front-flip that carried me over Akasha. She'd been expecting the move, I noticed, when I landed on the ground and dropped into a defensive crouch, facing her with my hands braced on the cold ground. My mentor landed gracefully on her feet, a small smirk came to her flawlessly sculpted lips as she rested her elegant hands on the slight curve of her hips.
"'Honour'?, you told me that they slaughtered everyone of their own clan who mated a Fae" I frowned as she slowly began circling me, searching for a weakness in my posture. I lowered my head, the long dark tresses of my hair fell over my shoulders, closing my eyes I let my senses tell me where Akasha was. Listening to the soft crunch of snow under her boots, the barely detectable shift in the air surrounding us both, the drift of her scent that followed her as she circled me. The back of my neck began tingling suddenly. Instinctively I whirled around and rose up out of my crouch, in time to catch her fist in my left hand. Unlike that of a vampire or any other super natural being I didn't have to worry about how much pressure I exerted on Akasha's pale hand. A half-smile curved the right corner of her mouth upwards. Her other hand shot out faster than any bullet, clamping down my initial anxiety, I thrust out my arm, blocking her intended attack with my forearm.
"They did..." Akasha's disgust for the Sicarii was evident in her accented voice "...But the way they did it. Shows that they had minimal respect for the ones they killed" I don't know what the hell happened but suddenly the world was rolling around me as she used her superior strength to push me back, I stayed on the ground with the snow soaking into my already damp clothes for a second before I rolled back to my feet quickly with a frown tugging at my brow.
"Wanna explain?" I prompted. She smiled and nodded gently. We bother began circling each other. In the back of my mind I realised that every animal, big or small, had fled our make-shift practice arena.
"As you know, Sicarii are beings with immense strength, speed, stamina, endurance. We are the only species who comes even close to competing with them. Now if a member of their clan has proven themselves as a worthy hunter then if ever they were challenged by another Sicarii, they enter something called Venatores duellum. Which is basically a fight to the death, but no one else can intervene for either party." Akasha explained, all the while her neon blues eyes were assessing my bearing.
"I'm guessing that Venatores-thingy is a pretty old custom then?" I asked.
"As old as they are-" Akasha nodded, suddenly she was standing in front of me, I hadn't even detected a change in her position. Letting my instinct dictate what I should do, I found myself ducking under the fist that was suddenly flying towards my face, I encircled her wrist in my right hand and pulled her arm up behind her back, pulling tightly, had she been human I would've broken her arm "-Not bad" Akasha praised with a slight hitch in her breathing, I smiled discreetly behind her back, I felt her flex her hand in my iron grip. Abruptly, with her free arm, she bent the lightly muscled limb and slammed her elbow into my jaw. I literally saw stars as I was forced to let go of her, she spun around on her heel to face me, shaking off the ache in the arm I'd just been twisting.
"Before you mentioned something about 'both histories', what did you mean by that?" I murmured as we began circling each other again. I took a deep breath, we'd been at this for hours, and while I knew it was vital for Akasha to get a sense of my abilities, I was beginning to feel the alluring call of home. Glancing up at the grey sky, and making an educated guess, I'd say it was closing in on half-past six in the evening. My thoughts drifted away from my training session. Back at the mansion Rose would probably be waiting for Ashley and Lucas to wake up for their seven o'clock feed, my mate would be sitting on the loveseat that we'd put in nursery for when the twins were asleep and we just couldn't pull ourselves away from them. I smiled adoringly at the image. I cursed loudly when I felt my feet being swept out from beneath me, once again, I was back in the thick snow, mother nature's white blanket was beginning to feel like a second home.
"If I was Alexia you'd be dead..." Akasha growled, she was looming over me, maternal worry had darkened her neon blue eyes until all I could see was a pool of black, nothing else, even the sclera had gone black. It was eerie sight like looking in to the eyes of a shark.
"Sorry" I grumbled, she held out her hand for me to take. I reached out and slipped my hand into hers, one would think I weight about the same as a feather with all the effort she needed to pull me up to me feet again.
"I suppose we have been at this for a while" Akasha murmured, our hands were still linked, I reluctantly released my hold on her.
"You think?, so far I have missed six feeding times, bath time, nap time, play time and if we don't move on I'll miss tucking the twins in for the night" Akasha was smiling as I ranted.
"You'll be pleased to know that we're finished for the day then" My mentor grinned. I felt like a little kid at the end of school on a Friday.
"Thank Christ for that!, I don't think my pride can take me being tossed around by such an old lady" I teased. Akasha's eyes were gradually growing lighter, returning to their original bright blue.
"You're hilarious" Akasha smirked as we both turned and started towards the mansion, side by side.
"I know" I drawled sarcastically, my biological mother laughed a little.
"Anyway you wanted to know what the two histories are..." I fell silent, like a child sat around a camp fire waiting for a ghost story "...Its a basic concept although I don't think anyone in your coven, save Chelsea, is old to use the term generally. You know humans record significant historical dates and events for younger generations to gain a better understanding of what struggles a select culture has endured. Well in our world we have a similar system, each species has a scribe to take note of any changes or occurrences, every five centuries or so they meet to discuss their recordings and then they report back to the ruler of each nation" Akasha stated.
"So its like a super natural news channel" I speculated with sardonic smile. Akasha laughed softly as we passed through the forest, the only indication that we'd even been there were the footprints and massive me-shaped snow angels back in the clearing, I snorted, snow angels turned suicide bombers, one big massive hole in the snow. I still couldn't believe how easily Akasha had just tossed me around, like she was flipping a pancake.
"I guess you could say that..." Akasha nodded "...The main reason was that if ever there was a dispute between one nation and another, one that had human witnesses. The scribes would work together to cover it all up so that the existence of our world would remain a secret. We call it the two histories because whereas ours is accurate to a fault the human's history is influenced by us in certain aspects. Its safer that way" Akasha continued.
"Makes sense..." I nodded my own unneeded agreement with the idea "...So the Scribes are still around today?" I tilted my head at her curiously.
"There aren't many left..." Akasha murmured quietly. I arched my delicate eyebrow and waited for her to go on "...You have to understand Bella, while the Scribes were the most physically weak among their own kind, their knowledge would be immense. They'd have the influence to overthrow the monarchies and dictate how we should behave. The Fae scribe, Gnaritas, was so arrogant and assured that he knew how we should live our lives, that to an extent he was dangerous. His ideas involved the destruction of dozens of other nations, the humans included, just so we could show our superiority" Akasha's hate for the man was clear in her voice, the way her words were speeding up and how tight she clenched her oval shaped jaw.
"You're using the past tense so I'm gonna assume this guy is dead" I turned my attention back to the way in front of us, there were a bunch of ice covered rocks up ahead, partly protruding from the ground.
"My father ordered me to carry out his execution in 1237BC. He was inciting riots within the two lower classes, they were destroying everything and killing everyone. I saw Gnaritas himself murder a newborn Fae because he was too little. It was chaos..." Akasha's eyes closed briefly as she mentioned the newborn Fae "...If I hadn't killed him and he'd had his way, we would be little better than the Sicarii" She whispered.
"I would've done the same thing, actually I wouldn't have waited for you to tell me to kill him. I learned the hard way what happens when you give a threat a second chance to re-evaluate their goals. But in my defence, I never could've predicted the outcome" I shivered.
"You're talking about when Edward kidnapped Lucas" I shot her a surprised look, she shrugged as we continued walking gracefully over the patches of ice, towards the mansion, the sky was slowly growing darker and the evening breeze was growing bitter. The dryness in my throat assured me that I would soon need to feed.
"I should've killed him the second I laid my eyes on his whiny ass again back in Forks" Forks, it seemed like another world now, everything that had happened there, during my mortal and immortal lives.
"You believed that your mate and her family still cared for him though, your compassion is what stopped you. I wish I could credit for that trait but I cannot" I could hear a soft note of regret in my biological mother's melodious voice.
"My compassion got my son kidnapped..." I sighed harshly, the knowledge would hang over me forever, but he was safe now, and I would do whatever it takes to keep my children and my mate safe forever more.
"No I do believe it was Laurent's self-pity and obsession with Irina combined with Edward's ridiculous fixation on you..." Akasha smirked to herself "...A fixation that turned into a fatal attraction" I grinned sadistically. I couldn't remember all the details about how I'd killed him but I could recall his screams of sheer agony.
"Wait...How do you know about Laurent and fuckward?...how do you even know their names?" I stopped mid-stride, she drew to a casual stop a couple of feet in front of me, she crossed her arms, left bare by the black tank top she was wearing, beneath her breasts.
"Like your coven-mate Alice, I have visions of the future. Except mine are set in stone. What I see will come to pass, there are no exceptions..." Akasha tilted her head to the side "...I saw Rosalie finding you before she was even born. I knew you were going to have Ashley and Lucas before they were conceived. I even got sneak peak at your report cards while you were still in kindergarten" Akasha emphasised her point with a knowing smirk.
"Don't give me that look...I used to find algebra hard okay?" I exclaimed incredulously.
"No you didn't you found it so easy it became boring and then when exam time rolled around you decided to do nothing..." She held up her hand when I started to protest "...And don't argue with me young lady I saw you do it" She tapped her forefinger against her high cheekbone, just beneath her right blue eye.
"What are ya gonna do send me to my room?" I drawled sarcastically.
"Of course not..." I smiled gratefully and started to walk past her, the snow crunched beneath my shoes "...I'm going to tell Victoria and she can do it" Akasha continued as she started tailing after me.
"Noooo..."
Rosalie's POV.
Watching over your children as they sleep is like watching an artist create masterpiece, it was often a prolonged process and sometimes there were moments you wanted to just take a break from it all, but then something would happen, a single motion, that would cast a new light on things and throw into a whole new world of thoughts and internal sensations. Titling my head to the side, I caught a set of deliberate light footsteps coming towards the nursery. I couldn't quite bring myself to look away from Ashley and Lucas though, they were sleeping in their crib a white blanket pulled up to the middle of their tiny chests, with their heads turned towards each other. The sounds of their soft breathing was like listening to a heavenly symphony. All I needed was my mate beside me and I would be complete.
"Rose?" The nursery doors opened a few inches, Chelsea was standing outside. I stood up silently, reaching down into the crib with my elegant hand, I lovingly caressed the angelic faces of my children. Ashley stirred a little before she settled down with a breezy exhale. Rearranging the blanket, I pulled it up little further on their chests. Ashley and Lucas began purring a little like two contented kittens. I grinned adoringly, before I turned and made my way over towards the door. Chelsea took a few steps back when I pulled the door open enough for me to step out into the luxuriously furbished hallway.
"Whats wrong...?" I whispered, pulling the doors closed with a soft click, it was a little too loud for my tastes but thankfully the twins just slept on inside their room "...Victoria hasn't killed Elena has she"? I arched my blonde eyebrow and smirked sarcastically. I'd made sure the older Fae was settled in her room before I'd gone into the twin's room and as far as I knew Victoria was still cooped up in her own bedroom with Esme.
"Credit her with a little self-control" Chelsea requested with a half-smile. I laughed a little. She rolled her golden brown eyes playfully but I could see a soft shadow dimming the gilded hue.
"I was..." I grinned widely "...So what was this about?" I murmured softly, there was no way to tell how good the twin's hearing was, but I was willing to stake my extensive hand-bag collection on them being able to pick up on even the tiniest noise a mile away.
"You haven't got a minute to spare have you?" The ancient Vampire asked in her noticeable Greek accent. I frowned gently, as she began fidgeting in front of me, crossing her arms under her breasts, shifting on the balls of her feet and glancing up and down the hall, as though she expected the grim reaper to come barrelling towards us.
"Ashley and Lucas are due a feed in like six and a half minutes but after that I'm all ears" My internal clock had adapted, after the twins had been born, to include all my children's necessities and what time they needed them.
"Thanks Rose I'll be out in garage" Chelsea started to walk away with a distant look in her eye. I didn't feel right just letting her walk away when she looked so miserable. Reaching out with my hand, I caught her arm. She looked up at me with a soft frown.
"Can you give me hand?...Ashley and Lucas like to keep each other in sight at all times and without Bella here to help me..." I trailed off when a doleful smile crossed Chelsea's ageless face.
"I haven't held a child since I was turned, but I think I remember how to do it" All traces of sorrow drained out of Chelsea's smile, which I was glad to see, I never could stand it when a member of my family was upset. Particularly when I was almost a hundred percent sure I knew the reason for it.
"I'm sure you're a natural..." I smiled, releasing her arm and turning to push open the twin's bedroom door mutely, I stepped inside Ashley and Lucas' room, waiting for Chelsea to move passed me before I gently shut the door behind my sister. I gestured towards the loveseat I'd previously abandoned when Chelsea had knocked on the door. My sister shuffled over to the indicated seat, slumping down with a soft sigh. She looked thoroughly exhausted which wasn't even possible for a vampire. I glided over to the crib, standing over Ashley and Lucas as still as a marble statue. As though they'd sensed my presence, in usion, the twin's, usually, neon blue eyes drifted open. As it was, my babies were looking back at me with dark purple eyes, regardless of their obvious hunger, they both managed an adorable little smile for me.
"So...you know to hold their head right?" I didn't look at Chelsea when I spoke, I couldn't pull my eyes away from my children. I sensed Chelsea stand up and move to stand, cautiously, beside me. The careful action didn't bother me as much as it would have a few days ago. My inner animal was a dangerous thing and any tiny threat to either my mate or my children could set it off.
"I remember that part quite clearly..." I could hear the fond smile in Chelsea's voice "...They're so small, I actually feel kinda tall" I snorted in amusement, Chelsea could only be considered tall to very few people, standing at a petite five foot three.
"Keep telling yourself that one sis. Okay so I'm gonna feed Lucas first so can you hold Ashley?" I murmured.
"Sure..." Chelsea took a moment before she leaned over the side of the crib, sliding one of her small hands under Ashley's blonde head and the other beneath my daughter's rump.
"She'll stop in a second" I told Chelsea when she lifted Ashley out of her shared crib, my little girl naturally started whimpering when she discovered that she was no long beside her brother. With more ease than my sister I mirrored Chelsea's careful actions and lifted my son into my arms. As I settled him against my chest, Ashley and Lucas caught sight of each other and immediately their sounds of distress turned into soft gurgles.
"See..." I smiled at Chelsea, my older sister was glancing down at Ashley with an unreadable expression. I sat gracefully down in the loveseat, it was easier to feed the twins when I was sat down rather than standing up "...So how is Maria?" I asked Chelsea, arching my eyebrow when she shot a shocked look my way.
Irina's POV.
"Are you going to ignore me for the rest of our lives?" I growled at my mate, Heidi glanced away from me with an indignant sniff. I rolled my golden eyes and smiled humourlessly. I could not believe this, out of me, Tanya and Kate, I was the only who had any intention whatsoever of telling my other half what the horrors my sisters and I suffered when we were human. And I'm the only one who is in the dog house. If sitting on my ass, on the floor of our bedroom leaning back against the door to the En suite counts as the dog house.
"Fine...I always liked listening to my own voice anyway" I joked. I heard my mate snort in disbelief, Heidi was perched on the edge of our four-poster bed with her arms crossed under her breasts. I grinned and tilted my head back against the oak door. Of course my mate knew I was lying. But what else was I supposed to do?, apologise for being molested and whored out to anyone with half a coin when I was little more than a kid?. What was I doing wrong here?.
"Man who is gonna call me out on being arrogant now?. Tanya was never any good at it and Kate...Well I just glare at her and she runs away" I sighed dramatically. Heidi turned her back to me, but not before I caught her attempt at hiding a smile.
"Does this mean I have to go back to using a vibrator?" I asked aloud. Heidi's head snapped to the side, so I could finally trail my eyes over the perfection of her beautiful face for the first time in over six hours, time I did not appreciate being robbed of, memorising her flawless features was my favourite activity. Makes me wonder what the hell I did all day before I found her or more accurately before I stumbled into a Volturi trap. I smiled lovingly, if I had known that Heidi would be waiting for me at that crappy little compound in Mexico, I would've gone looking for the crack shack. No I would've joined the Volturi a thousand years ago, that way we'd already have spent centuries together, she'd know everything about me and vice versa. And I wouldn't be wondering what the hell I'd done to upset the woman I loved.
"I'm not that cruel" Heidi drawled with a strangled smile.
"Thank Christ for that" I clasped my hands together over my unbeating heart sarcastically. Heidi nibbled on her succulent lower lip and chuckled gently.
"Nice to know sex is all you want me for" Heidi sent a husky growl my way. I could feel my eyes widen incredulously. When and where did I say or imply that?.
"Did I say that?" I frowned in confusion, Heidi tilted her head and growled at me again, well I guess that is what I get for trying to lighten the mood.
"There is a lot of things you haven't said Irina" Heidi narrowed her mesmeric golden eyes on me. I sighed and gradually began picking at a loose piece of white cotton that had worked itself free from the high fibre count carpet I'd parked my butt on.
"So you're angry at me because I was raped...well that makes perfectly good sense" My voice was laced with so much sarcasm, it would be impossible for her to miss my satire.
"I'm angry because you didn't tell me!" Heidi snapped. I growled frustratedly in the back of my throat and headbutted the door behind me, I heard the solid wood crack a little beneath the force I unwittingly used, but at least it hadn't caved in.
"I was going to" I murmured, just louder than a whisper.
"When?...next month, next year-" Heidi raved. I flinched gently, I didn't get why she was so angry but I sure as hell didn't like that I was the one causing her distress.
"When everything had settled down!...I mean in comparison to everything going on right now, what is one little detail..." I stopped toying with the carpet and stared intently back at my mate.
"Its not a little detail to me!" Heidi was suddenly crouched in front of me, my chest constricted painfully when I glimpsed the infinite darkness of her eyes.
"It was a thousand years ago" I stressed, and it didn't bother me anymore. After Sasha turned me some of the more painful memories mercifully faded into an incoherent blur. But not the worst one. I still remembered the day I came awake to find two half naked men looming over me in my small bedroom in the hovel I lived in as a human, past them, in the sparingly candlelit hall, I'd seen two other men. One was sneaking into Tanya's room and the other was disappearing into Kate's bedroom.
"That doesn't change anything Irina..." Heidi straightened and started pacing the length of our bedroom with vampire speed. I glanced over at her, tracing her graceful movements becoming more and more erratic with each passing movement. Maybe I had been deliberately avoiding telling my mate the truth, but that was only because I didn't want her looking at me like I was a victim.
"Fifteen hundred...give or take a few either way" I breathed, swallowing the lump in my throat and throttling my pride. She stopped instantly, a few feet away from me, her eyes were wild and gorgeous body was tensed almost as tight as a bowstring.
"What?" She choked out after a brief silence.
"Its how many times I was raped by the time I was turned" I shrugged dismissively. A loud hiss was all the warning I got before I found a priceless Mongolian vase, that had previously been sitting by the windowsill, being thrown across the room. I didn't bother moving from my current spot though. Heidi hadn't been aiming the vase at me, I knew that much from where the jar smashed against the wall, several feet away from my head. I squinted at the pieces of shattered marble littering the bedroom floor.
"That vase was an antique you know" Not that I cared about the annihilated eyesore. I just wanted my mate to forget about our current line of conversation. My inner vampire was adamant that we prevent Heidi from getting even more upset than she already was.
"Don't try to change the fucking subject!" Heidi hissed, raking her hands through her long, silky mane of mahogany coloured hair. I felt my stomach churn with irritation direction at myself, why had I opened my damn mouth?, Heidi was becoming more and more distraught by the second and it was my fault. Impulsively I climbed to my feet with a grace unachievable for humans.
"Hey..." I whispered softly, stalking towards her. Her head snapped up, the hurt fury reflected on her beautiful face almost broke my heart "...Come here" I didn't wait for any kind of response, I encased her slender hips in my elegant hands and pulled her against me. I sighed as she snaked her arms around my neck. Having her in my arms, our bodies pressing together perfectly, it was paradise. I drew in her unique scent as she rested her head on my shoulder.
"Don't get yourself worked up...I killed them all anyway, each and every parasite that ever hurt me or my sisters" I whispered quietly so that neither Kate or Tanya would be able to hear me. They didn't know, once Sasha had killed the bastard who sired us she had urged us to just forget the whole ordeal. And her motherly presence had certainly been like a balm to our tormented souls. But it hadn't been enough for me, each night before I went to bed I would make myself remember the sounds of their voices, panting into my ear and their repulsive scents and every night I would dream about my revenge.
"Tracking them was surprisingly easy..." I continued, drawing soothing patterns on Heidi's strong back, the warmth of her body sent tingles over me. I nuzzled the top of her head and stared straight across our room at the blank TV screen, I could see myself holding my mate in the massive flat screen.
"Their scents were so vivid that when Sasha turned me...it was like a switch had been flipped. I didn't really have control over myself, I disappeared for days and weeks at a time. Each time more and more of my 'clients' ended up in the ground..and their screams of sheer agony...I can still hear them today and they still make me smile. The only other time I've felt that euphoric was when I clapped eyes on you for the first time" Heidi lifted her head. I shook myself free of my dark memories. In those days I lived for the kill and after Sasha was taken from us, by the Volturi no less, so did Kate and Tanya.
"I hope you made them suffer for hours" Heidi growled, her own aggressive nature burned in her dark eyes. From out of nowhere lust sucker punched me in the pit of my stomach, sending my senses into overdrive. The heady scent of Heidi's own arousal made my mouth water, I felt like I'd die unless I got rid of the thin layers of clothing between us. Unintentionally my fingers tightened on her delectable hips.
"Days...Its amazing what humans can live through" I grinned sadistically. Heidi smirked, her hands were sliding down my shoulders coming to rest on my seemingly delicate collar bones.
"And I want all the gory details...Later" Heidi purred. I couldn't restrain myself anymore, I crushed our lips together as hard as I could, her resulting moan echoed in my ears. As my beloved's hands trailed lower on my chest, my past fluttered back into its steel box in the back of my mind. Where it was gonna stay until Heidi decided she wanted me to open my box of pain, I smirked against her soft lips as we kissed, she pressed back against me harder and harder until we were both panting desperately. The only thing she was going to be able to think about was how good we made each other feel, how intense our passions rose, how much we loved each other.
Rosalie's POV.
Drama, drama, and more drama. It comes in bucket loads around here. I sighed and shook my head tiredly, Chelsea had disappeared after our 'Maria' talk. I was pleased to note that there was a little more optimism in my sister's eyes once I'd finished talking her out of giving Maria the 'space and time she obviously needs to get over Rodrigo'. In my opinion it was the worst possible thing the ancient vampire could do. When I first met Bella, I kept my distance because I thought she'd never be interested in me and because I thought she was happy with Edward. Major miscommunication on our parts. But now, we couldn't be happier, well minus the whole Aro thing, but that would soon be dealt with. I only wished that we hadn't wasted all those years. I sighed again and glanced down at my sleeping twins, after I'd fed them, I had taken them into my, and Bella's, bedroom. I'd tried to get them interested in the toys that their numerous aunts and uncles had bought for them. Emmett was hell bent on making the matching teddy bears he'd gotten for them their favourite stuffed animal of all time. He didn't listen to me when I insisted that they were just a little too bit for the twins to become fond of, it would be like the twins liking the jolly green giant.
"...Silly uncle Emmett" I whispered quietly with a smile, the teddy bears were over in the corner of the twin's room. They were your average teddy bear, one had a blue ribbon around its neck and the other had a pink one, minus the fact that each one was about three foot tall. It was just like Emmett to do such a thing. But Ashley and Lucas just weren't interested in anything, unless it was either me or Bella talking to them. I probably imagining things or was I?. Suddenly I heard two pairs of light footsteps come barrelling towards the mansion. I instinctively knew which auditory sensation belong to my mate, Bella was lagging just behind Akasha and they were in deep conversation, something about maths?.
"I'll be back soon my little angels" I rose up out of the loveseat, lingering for a moment by the crib, casting one last careful glance over the tiny forms of my babies. Once again they had turned their heads towards each other in their sleep. Like a wraith, I silently crept out of the twin's bedroom. Pulling the door closed just as quietly. I made my way down the hall, heading towards my bedroom, the bedroom I shared with my mate was the closest to the twin's, but in a mansion this big, there was still a lot of space between them.
"You know the shower is on right?" I arched my eyebrow once I stepped into the bedroom, closed the door and turned to find Bella sprawled out on our bed with one hand covering her eyes. I could hear the shower releasing steady stream of hot water in the background behind the bathroom door.
"Mmmhm" Bella murmured as I settled my weight onto the edge of our bed, I smiled when she instantly turned on her side, the movement brought us closer together.
"Twins asleep?" Bella asked in a tired voice, she lifted her head so she could support herself on her palm. I moved without thinking, tucking a stray silky strand of her dark hair behind her delicate ear when it moved to hide her eyes from my view. The colour had darkened, becoming a bruised purple, not unlike the twin's eyes when they'd needed to feed earlier in the day, it was the first obvious sign that my mate needed to feed.
"For now" I nodded gently. And they weren't the only ones who looked like they need some rest and relaxation, if the dark circles under Bella's dark eyes were anything to judge by, I knew it was another sign of my mate's hunger, clawing away at her insides. I knew from personal experience what the signs of a hungry vampire looked like and I could only assume that it was the same for Fae. I stiffened, remembering the last time Bella had gone a while without feeding. Back in the old house at Forks. I would never forget the acid fear burning away at me for as long as I live.
"You need to feed" I spoke when I was already reaching for the hem of my blood red halter neck top, abandoning the thin material carelessly on the floor, beneath I wore a plain white strapless bra. She could've easily gotten at my neck with the top on, but during such an intimate moment I preferred having little to no clothing, even the slightest barrier felt like too much, between us. Bella's eyes were suddenly trained on my neck, my jugular vein pulsed with anticipation under the naked hunger reflected back at me in pools of darkness. With my hands I gathered my long blonde hair, which ended at the middle of my back, I pulled the fair tresses over one shoulder and tilted my head to the side. A loud growl resounded through our bedroom, a split second before I found myself, lying flat on my stomach in the middle of our bed with Bella straddling the backs of my thighs, I couldn't move even if I wanted to. The one thing I loved more than the sensation of my mate feeding from me was the animalistic side that always awoke in Bella whenever the hunger took over.
"Bella..." My hands fisted in the sheets beneath me, my eyes closed on their own when I felt my mate's taut stomach and the soft weights of her breasts press into my back. I moved my head to the right, exposing the left side of my neck, I shivered suddenly when I felt the velvet softness of Bella's full lips brush my sensitive skin, a feather light caress that sent little waves of electrical sensation over every inch of my body.
"My Rosalie" I didn't have time to dwell on the notes of possessiveness I could hear in her silky voice, the brilliant flare of pain I suddenly felt combined by the Bella's loud moan of satisfaction accompanied the sensation of her sharp teeth sinking into my neck.
"Fuck..." My groan of heated pleasure-pain echoed around the room. The feeling of Bella sucking at the small wound she'd inflicted sent shock waves over my nerves endings, my svelte hips jerked involuntarily, arousal burned in my lower stomach. Need made my clit swell against the silk of my thong, desire made my breasts feel heavy and unbelievably sensitive, lust darkened my eyes and made my breathing leave my lips in short pants.
"God yes...you taste so good baby" Bella rasped in my ear, lapping the venom seeping from the wound in my neck. The primal moans of pure satisfaction coming from her full lips sent silky heat sliding from my pussy, each lash of her moist tongue over the throbbing area of my neck had my body demanding her touch elsewhere. This was why I loved it when she fed from me, not only was it the most erotic act of my life but something only I could give my mate.
"Bite me...do it hard" I gasped suddenly, surprising myself with how husky my voice had grown. I moaned loudly when I felt Bella begin to cant her hips against my ass, the thin material of my slacks did little to buffer the building heat in body. Her hands were sliding around, between me and the bedsheets, I felt her rake her short nails over my flat stomach, sending a fleet of shivers over my over heated skin as she continued suckling on my tender neck.
"Oh God..." Abruptly, I felt her sink her teeth into my jugular with crushing force, the sudden pressure behind my clit swelled dangerously, like a balloon about to burst. From her position, straddling the backs of my thighs and rubbing her lean hips against the globes of my ass, the weight of her body on top of mine kept me immobile. I couldn't buck my hips like I needed to, I was drowning in heat, in sexual desperation. Being held still only sharpened the sensations.
"I can fucking smell how hot you are already" Bella growled, raking her teeth over the wound in my neck, ripping a harsh cry from my lips. I felt Bella's delicious weight move off of me a split second before she gripped my hips and pulled me over onto my back. Only to cover my lips with hers roughly, I parted my lips instantly, hungry to feel her tongue plunging into my mouth demandingly. I couldn't hold my groan of rapture when I felt her tongue begin to twin with mine. My lips closed on the intruder with a desperation that I knew should've horrified me. Swirling my tongue around the tip of hers, she tasted like sin itself, sweet and addictive. I felt one of her hands move to cup the heavy weight of my right breast through the flimsy material of my strapless bra, the building lust I felt for my mate lurched a step higher, I felt the smooth slide of heat begin to coat the pink lips of my pussy. I moaned around her tongue, breaking our deep kiss to to pant harshly, Bella didn't wait long before she repossessed my lips in another hard kiss that made us both moan. The hand covering my breast, suddenly moved to the front clasp of my plain bra, flicking open the tenuous material with practised ease. The cold air on my hot flesh made my nipples harden even more than they already were, sending shivers all over my body.
"Touch me..." I pleaded into her mouth, she smiled against my lips before she sucked my lower lip between hers, I heard myself mewl wantonly when I felt her bare palm cup my soft flesh without the thin barrier of my bra in place. She growled her approval, my diamond hard peak pressed into the centre of her hot hand, she kneaded my swollen mound, sending bursts of heat stabbing down towards my pussy. The ache between my legs built steadily, consuming my senses until the only thing I was aware of was the molten heat soaking my thong.
"You're so beautiful like this Rose...back arched, your hips writhing and your nipples, fuck baby the are so tempting..." I could feel my juices leaking from my pussy and coating the seam of my pants, I clamped my thighs together as hard as I could, hoping to increase the friction that my pants were already inflicting on my desperately wet pussy, Bella pinched my nipple between her thumb and forefinger, I gasped when I suddenly felt Bella tilt her head downwards, my mate's hot tongue rasped over my slender collarbone, Bella groaned softly and began lapping at my pale skin all the while she continued to work my nipple with disastrous effects, I canted her hips up, my eyes clenched shut when the seam of my pants rubbed my clit in a circular motion, but as pleasurable as that contact was I longed for it to be Bella's slender fingers.
"...Open your eyes...I want you to watch me suck your nipples" I forced myself to open my eyes as she'd told me, Bella rose up and straddled my thighs, she placed her hands on either side of my ribs. Our eyes met as she leaned down, a slow predatory smile crossed her beautiful face before she enveloped my distended nipple in the moist heat of her mouth, I cried out at the delicious sensation on Bella's mouth sucking firmly at my pink nipple while she started pulling at my other nipple, watching as it happened only heightened my pleasure. I writhed helplessly as my mate swirled her moist tongue around my nipple before gently raking her teeth over the hard nub, she repeated the motion over and over again until I felt like I'd go insane unless Bella did something to relieve the burning ache that had blossomed in my pussy.
"Bella..." I panted, she gave one last lick to my nipple before lifting her head away from my breasts, she slipped down my writhing body until she could open the top button of my black slacks.
"Lift your hips" Bella growled, pulling the zip down on my pants, I swallowed hard when I saw how dark Bella's eyes had grown with lust and the smirk on her stunning face reminded me of a large cat, confidently stalking her prey before she lunged, I arched her hips up off the bed and felt Bella dragged the offending material down my thighs, she tossed them off to the side, they landed on the floor, leaving me in just my ruined underwear. Even I caught the scent of my arousal filling our bedroom.
"Mmm...you're dripping baby..." Bella's slender fingers toyed with the waistband of my thong teasingly, my own hands were flung out to my sides gripping the cotton sheets, I nibbled my lower lip between my teeth to keep from panting desperately. She leaned back on her haunches, settling her weight on the middle of my toned thighs as she slipped her hand between my legs. The first electrical touch of her fingers against my covered clit had me arching my back as best I could with her top of me and wailing a little. Arousal flared, sizzling along my nerve endings, setting my entire body alight, it felt like someone had lit a fire in my abdomen. I was all too aware of the resulting thick juices coating my bare labia.
"God you're so fucking hot" The pressure against confined clit increased, urging something deep within me to begin coiling slowly. My long fingers tightened in the sheets as a strangled moan broke free of my lips. I loved the feeling of her fingers rubbing my swollen bundle of nerves, sending wave after wave of blunted pleasure coursing through my writhing body.
"...Grind your pussy against my hand" Bella purred, lifting her left leg and using her knee to part my legs, she straddled my right leg. I could feel heat blossoming between her legs even through the material of her jeggings. The scents of our combined lust filled my nostrils, sending excitement thrumming through my veins. The small wound in my neck was beginning to heal, the small circular mark that I had carried ever since the first time Bella had fed from me would deepen, becoming more and more prominent with each feeding.
"Take my thong off" I didn't want the thin utterly soaked materiel between us anymore. I wanted to feel her fingers sliding through my glistening folds, I needed her inside of me, the tight inner muscles of my pussy clenched hungrily at the thought, the remembered feeling of her slender fingers pumping inside of me, stretching my hot walls. I whimpered gently.
"In a rush baby?" Bella drawled, I felt her fingers shift, away from rubbing my pulsing clit to slip beneath my skimpy white thong. I cried out at the acute, piercing pleasure that assaulted me at the first touch of her fingers against my engorged clit. Over my scream I heard her heated hiss as she dragged her fingers down my narrow slit, my body's response to her touches assisted her movements so readily that when she slipped a single finger inside of me, my pussy clenched down so tightly it made her growl in satisfaction.
"More" I rocked my hips upwards, her palm brushed against the drenched silk of my thong, directly over my clit, her finger slipped further inside of me. My eyes drifted closed, the single digit parting the hungry inner muscles of my pussy felt good, but it wasn't enough. The coil in my stomach tightened torturously slow.
"Work yourself on my hand" Bella purred again when she was knuckle deep inside of me, my tight pussy clenched on my mate's finger spasmodically. She pressed the heel of her palm into my covered clit, the engorged bundle of nerves sent bolts of lightning sharp desire through my system, my hips starting rolling of their own accord, I gasped when I felt Bella's middle finger tip rub against my wet inner muscles with each twist of my slender hips. A small wet squelch sounded when she thrust her finger back inside of me, forging through my tight pussy.
"Thats it baby...just like that" Bella moaned, slowly thrusting her finger inside of me, setting up a steady rhythm that had me moaning and fisting my hands in the sheets tighter, my eyes drifted closed, the scent of our combined arousal filled the air, my gasps of pleasure joined with Bella's harsh breathing, just when I could feel my pussy begin to ripple warningly around Bella's finger. She stopped and pulled her hand out of my ruined thong, when she placed her hand on my thigh I could feel my hot juices clinging to her fingers, I clamped my lower lip between my teeth to keep from screaming in sexual frustration.
"Get on your knees" Bella suddenly growled huskily, my body had turned into an uncoordinated mass of boneless limbs, I could still feel thousands of erotic bolts of arousal sizzling along my tight channel. I was so close to cumming. All I needed was the deep driving thrusts of my mate's fingers inside of me. I suddenly felt Bella's hands encasing my hips, the world rolled and I was on my knees in front of her. She pressed her hand down on the nape of my neck, I felt like I was drunk on desire as I shifted onto all fours, giving her a perfect view of my drenched thong that did its best to hide my soaked pussy and the one entrance she'd never really breached. My clit pulsed at the thought of Bella fucking my ass.
"Oh I'm not gonna fuck your ass today baby...but I am going to bury my mouth in tight pussy...fuck you with my tongue until you go insane with pleasure" I pressed my ass against her crotch, the rough material of her jeggings was especially harsh against my sensitive skin, I lowered my head as my juices began to seep through my thong, coating my inner thighs, the ache building behind my clit increased violently. I needed her hands on me.
"Now...Bella please now" I felt the mattress dip a little, she stroked the backs of my thighs gently, I arched my back drawing attention to my backside. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of my underwear.
"I really hope you don't like this thong" She teasingly nipped the sensitive skin of my lower back with her teeth, bringing a sigh to my red lips. Suddenly I felt Bella rip my thong clean off my body. The sudden rush of cold air caressing my wet pussy emphasised how hot my mound was. My clit throbbed furiously, begging for attention.
"Spread your legs Rose...Lemme get a look at your wet pussy baby" The first touch of Bella's tongue was like a bolt of liquid fire searing through me. I gasped at the sensation, my body tightened, I felt like I was drowning in the pleasure that washed over me, I bucked backwards against Bella's mouth, feeling her tongue circle the entrance to my hungry pussy, she dipped her tongue inside of me, I couldn't halt the harsh cry that erupted from my lips. Bella's hands gripped my hips with bruising force as she continued lapping the thick juices leaking from my cunt. Moaning at each taste, the vibrations against my most intimate flesh made me shudder, before she caressed a path from my pulsing pussy up to the tight puckered hole of my ass. I jerked making Bella groan into my flesh, sending quivers of ecstasy echoing over my body, I bucked back into her mouth, arching helplessly as Bella's tongue plunged back into my tight pussy.
"You taste like honey...so fucking sweet" Bella moaned lapping the swollen entrance to my clenching cunt, I whimpered with a fresh wave of desire, torturous need clawed at my insides, making me feel as though I had been set on fire as Bella fucked her tongue hard and fast inside my gripping channel, her hands sensually stroked my bucking hips. Each stroke and caress from my mate's skilled tongue was sending me closer and closer to the edge. I cried out repeatedly, my climax was just out of reach, but every thrust of Bella's tongue drove me higher and higher. Suddenly she stopped, a raw scream of desperation ripped itself free from me as my orgasm slipped mockingly out of grasp, again.
"I wanna look into your eyes when you cum" Bella rasped, her voice was thick with lust. I found myself being turned back over, with my legs splayed wide, her jaw clenched as she moved between my thighs, bracing her weight on one hand beside my ribs on the bed.
"God I can't stand it" I cried out, she chose that moment to sink two of her fingers into my slick pussy, a strangled scream broke free of my throat at the swift penetration, Bella worked her fingers inside me quickly easing them past my convulsing tissue, pleasure raged wildly inside of me, I could feel myself teetering towards the edge once more. She hissed low in her throat as she started pumping her fingers inside of me, setting a rhythm that soon grew fast and hard. Just how I needed it.
"Yes thats it Rosalie, cum for me sweetness, right now" Bella growled, before she rubbed my tight bundle of nerves with her thumb and curled her fingers inside of my pussy, hitting that spot. White lights exploded before my eyes as my orgasm hit me so hard that it felt as though I was being torn out of my own body, it was so intense. I could distantly hear myself screaming Bella's name so loudly there wasn't a chance that I hadn't been heard by everyone else in the mansion. My body was arching as tautly as a bow string as my mate continued pumping her fingers inside of my gently, my pussy continued to ripple around her slender digits as I shuddered uncontrollably. My head was lolling from side to side slowly, my eyes drifted open when I felt her brush her soft lips against mine in a loving kiss.
Alexia's POV.
"Lexi..." I glanced up when I heard Peyral call my name. My brother was standing in the doorway to my temporary room in the Volturi compound. In my lap was an eight inch blade made out of Peyral ore, funnily enough. I had to admit, my brother was a genius when it came to science. The luminous purple substance that carried my brother's name could cut through anything, including Fae, even when I let the edges grow dull. I smirked as I slipped my beloved weapon back into its black leather holster, standing up I tightly secured the straps of the holster around my lightly muscled thigh. Of course I didn't actually require the millennia old weapon to do my killing, but it came in handy when I decided to have a little fun with my prey.
"They're here" It wasn't a question, I'd sensed Jax and Lyssandra the moment they'd stepped foot out of the elevator and into the compound. The only reason I asked Peyral was because he looked a little nervous now that his 'beloved' was here. I looked over at Peyral as I reached for my leather jacket. My little brother was all but jumping on the spot, he was so tense and apprehensive.
"Yeah ah...they said that they brought what you wanted them to" Peyral frowned at me as he relaid the message from my closest allies. They weren't friends. They followed my lead simply because I was the best at what I did and they respected that fact. The followed my orders down to the letter because they knew that if they fucked up on my hunt I wouldn't hesitate to kill them. They watched my back because of who my father was and because they knew that one day it would be me who took on the title of Et magis est obediendum in omnibus quae colebant, which quite literally meant, 'she who is to be obeyed and revered in all things'. I snorted sarcastically as I shrugged into my black jacket, what a mouthful, the first order of business on my mind when dear old dad decided that it was time to finally keel over and die was to change my title. I personally favoured head bitch or sadistic hardass.
"Good...You got Lyss a ring yet?" I sidled over to the full length mirror, to check my appearance. I looked like a Goth, tight leather pants, combat boots, black tank top which was like a second skin and black leather jacket. I smirked, black was just one those colours, it looked good on just about anyone and in my case, I wore it because it hid all the evidence of my hunts. Each set of my leathers, while I had to admit were the only designer clothes I owned, weren't just a fashion statement. The one hundred percent authentic leather was pretty resilient when it came to tearing which meant that even if my prey decided to try and fight back and if by some miracle they managed to get their hands on me, my clothes were very unlikely to rip, and afterwards I would still be able to move among the human population as stealthy as a six foot leather clad woman could.
"No I didn't know whether or not I should...I mean I know some of the older Sicarii make their mates wear mating collars but I didn't think she'd..." I tuned out Peyral's anxious ramblings, as I ensured that every strand of my silky platinum blonde hair was secured in my signature French plait, so long as my brother was focused on ranting he wouldn't be centred on the queasy feeling bubbling away in his stomach. Hence my meaningless questions.
"You try to make her wear a mating collar and she will punch in the face, possibly a little lower...know what I mean?" I turned on my heel and arched my delicate blonde eyebrow at him. His eyes widened with recognition.
"Okay...so about a ring..." If he was human, Peyral would've made himself sick by now. He was bag of nerves, another thing that Sicarii didn't feel. And another thing I had to worry about others seeing.
"Leave it to me..." I walked past him, out my room and down the hall, no one was in plain sight but I could sense four Volturi guards attempting to hide themselves in the shadowy halls, idiots, I could sense every foreign presence in a hundred mile radius if I put my mind to it. As my 'gracious' host, Aro had 'kindly' provided me and my 'friends' with a conference room so that we might 'discuss our business arrangements without any interruptions'. I scowled inwardly, the walls were probably paper thin, the arrogant fuck really thought I didn't know that he was trying to figure out my plans.
"Jax and Lyss are just down the hall" Peyral murmured as he ran to catch up with me. I ignored him as I continued walking, a familiar scent caught my attention just outside the conference room.
"Hi Corin" I murmured, concealed, unsuccessfully, in a particularly shady part of the hall was one of my vampire 'playthings'. I heard her defeated sigh as I pushed open the door. I smirked over my shoulder at her, another vampire wouldn't be able to see her, a Fae would've seen her silhouette, a human wouldn't have a hope in hell. But me, I might as well be wearing night vision goggles. I caught her swallow hard as our eyes met
"Do me a favour?, tell Aro that I think he should invest in this amazing thing call electricity instead of this shitty candle light will you..." Peyral moved past me into the conference room "...Thanks babe" I sneered before I shut the door behind me. Jax and Lyssandra were sat at the long rectangular table that dominated the amply furnished room. Peyral stood hesitantly took a seat opposite them, I could tell that my brother wanted to say something to his betrothed but he seemed to get a little tongue tied when Jax and Lyssandra stood up on my approach. Jax was a six foot eight hulk of a man, he looked like he ate nails for breakfast with his bulging muscles, strong rugged features and close buzz cut, to a human I guess he would resemble a heavily muscled marine at first glance. Minus his leather of course. To Jax's right, stood Lyssandra, her posture was a little more relaxed. I trailed my cold black eyes over her form. At five foot eight she was considered petite among other Sicarii, her curvy hips, long legs and more than just generous breasts bespoke what kind of sinful delights the woman was capable of. It didn't help that she was absolutely gorgeous with an unruly mane of red hair and classically beautiful face that didn't require make up. My brother was a lucky boy.
"...How is the home front?" I asked, pulling a hard backed chair out from the table and sitting down next to my brother. The other two Sicarii were quick to follow.
"Its gonna take major bucks to repair the damage those ill trained little shits have done" Jax rumbled, his deep voice was the kind that gave little kids nightmares. I nodded slowly, I'd expected as much. The younger Sicarii, were becoming more and more uncontrollable, costing us more and more each day in damages and whats worse, they weren't old enough to participate in hunts, they'd just fuck everything up and the only way we made money was by selling our services to the social elite of all species, with the exception of humans.
"Still say we should lock 'em all in a cage" Lyssandra drawled, looking at me with a gleam of intent shinning in her dark eyes. I smirked at her.
"Don't tempt me" I purred, leaning back in my chair. It would certainly save us a lot of money.
"But its what I do" Lyssandra pouted with false playfulness. Her sultry tone made me stifle a shiver, had she been anyone but my brother's future mate, I would've pounced on her right then and there. Fuck modesty, there was no such thing back home and I'd been raised without it.
"Don't we all know it" Jax smirked, a cruel twist of his thin lips. As suggestive as his half smile was, I knew for a fact that Jax's taste leaned towards his own gender, much to the distress of all the heterosexual female Sicarii, fortunately there weren't many, most of us took pleasure where we could find it.
"Moving on..." The change in my voice, adopting a more commanding tone, caught their attention. The other two fell silent across the table "...The Fae in Alaska know of our existence" I relaid my findings from Corin's loose lips. The petite vampire had been all too quick to spill her knowledge of 'current events' one I got between her thighs. However I had taken to shadowing Caius and Marcus to gather every ounce of information I could. Poor Aro was going to be overwrought with hurt when he discovered his brothers' betrayal. It wasn't my problem though, my hunt only consisted of killing the vampires, capturing the Fae and returning them to Aro, it didn't involve any type of protection detail, except watching over Peyral.
"How?" My brother murmured quietly, he was turned towards me, so that he didn't have to look at Jax and Lyssandra. Not for the first time I found myself comparing him to that of a human child hiding behind it's mother's skirt. I took a deep calming breath to stop myself from becoming irritated.
"Akasha..." All my life I'd always listened to my instincts and they were telling me that my former friend had some part to play in my upcoming hunt. I could feel my eyes begin to shin an unholy red, anger clouded my senses, my hand closed around the hilt of the blade strapped to my thigh. I'd finally be able to put an end to our age long struggle.
"That bitch should've stayed away" Lyssandra hissed. Jax cracked his knuckles and smirked with an aggressive light glowing in his dark eyes.
"She has a right to be angry, we did take her older daughter away from her..." I snarled violently, interrupting my brother mid-sentence. For a brief second Peyral looked scared, I couldn't blame him, even I had to admit that my naturally explosive temper got that little more sensitive where Akasha was concerned.
"Her daughter made her decision, we only did as we were ordered" I stated sternly, leaving no room for argument, Peyral dropped his blonde head in defeat, but I could see that he still felt uneasy about that fateful day so many years ago. I didn't have a problem with him feeling guilty, even though Sicarii weren't supposed to feel anything, I didn't have a problem with him being emotional, period, what I didn't like was him making a show of it in front of my hunters.
"Besides no one forced Dana to do anything she hadn't already planned" Had we been alone I would've placed a gentle hand on Peyral's slumped shoulder. My words were enough though, he looked up at me with confused eyes.
"How do you know what Dana was planning?" Peyral asked. I glanced over at Lyssandra and Jax, they looked just as unwilling to tell my brother the truth as I was.
"You'll find out someday kid" But not until all this shit with the Fae and the vampires was over and done with. Then me and my kind could focus on rebuilding our once great nation.
AN: So I bet you thought this story was all out of twists, ;D well you were wrong, there is going to be a major turnabout where Bella's older sister is concerned, can you guess what though?. Unfortunately, Chapter thirty six isn't going to be up for a while, I've got a lot of work on with school as usual. But keep your eyes peeled, cuz when school ends in three weeks I will finally be able to get these updates out as fast as I used to.