Hello my lovely readers!

So here's the chapter you've been waiting for! 5000 words, releasing all that tension. Hopefully!

Right, I am off to bed. I woke at 2 AM and couldn't sleep anymore after only a couple of hours of sleep. I've more or less been writing since then, and it is now almost 11 AM. I am absolutely exhausted.

Cheers!

Disclaimer: Strong sexual content at almost every turn in this chapter. Read at your own discretion.

Enjoy!

Aro felt his chest grow tight. He barely restrained himself, frantically trying to remind himself not to overwhelm her.

He kissed her again, seeking out her mouth, moving against her a little more urgently. He had missed kissing her and suddenly he felt his baser urges surge forward, exploding forth like a raging river that had been trapped behind a dam. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, kissing her fiercely, needing to feel more of her. She moaned against his lips, her fingers grabbing at the lapels of his suit jacket, trying to pull him even closer.

Aro gently pushed her backwards, his chest coming into contact with hers as she lay back onto the bed, their legs getting intertwined, his left leg pushing gently against her warm core. Still kissing her, he explored her body, his hands running down her throat and shoulder, his fingers skimming the swell of her right breast, before he grabbed onto her waist, urgently pulling her closer. He sensed her breathing as it quickened, her heart skipping frantically against her ribs. A throaty moan escaped her, and he growled softly, moving his mouth to place kisses on her cheeks, eyes and forehead.

"Ti amo così tanto, Isabella," He murmured into her ear, his tongue flicking out at the delicate shell.

The words had been spoken before he could stop himself, and he felt her freeze somewhat. He pulled back, and she looked into his eyes for a long moment. He hadn't realised she might understand the words, but clearly she did.

"You love me?" She whispered, her voice suddenly constricted.

He had said it in an unguarded moment, and he suddenly felt that maybe he shouldn't have. He meant every word, but he realised that it might be too soon for her to hear them. However, there was no going back now.

"I do," he confirmed softly.

Her bottom lip gave a soft tremble.

He waited mutely, hoping against hope that he hadn't scared her off again.

She took a deep, shuddering breath, searching his eyes, scrutinising him so deeply he almost felt x-rayed. Then he saw a single tear tracing its way down her face, and into her hair.

"Isabella?" He asked her, mildly disconcerted by her silence.

She closed her eyes, swallowing thickly.

"I love you too," she whispered, making his heart swell, a thrill running through his body.

She opened her eyes again, and he nearly drowned in the deep pools of her soul.

"La mia anima gemella," he said urgently, his voice soft nonetheless, and he caressed her damp cheek softly.

She gave a wobbly smile, not understanding what he was saying.

He leaned down again, kissing her gently. He rolled on top of her, pressing her body into the mattress. She gave a little jerk, and he immediately halted his movements. She sighed with discontent.

"I have to pee," she said, blushing deeply.

He chuckled at that. He got up from her, allowing her to go to the bathroom. He sat on the edge of the bed again, watching her disappear through the door. In a way he was relieved. He had nearly lost control again. He shook his head. Never had he been so unable to suppress his urges. Granted it had been a long time since he had been with anybody, and even longer since it had been a human. But he usually prided himself on his self control. He ran a hand down his face. He better get a hold of himself, and soon.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a shower sputtering and the water hitting the floor tiles. He frowned. She was taking a shower? He tilted his head, listening, and sure enough, she appeared to be vigorously scrubbing herself beneath the spray.

It didn't take her long, and she soon appeared in the doorway again, her body covered in a soft bathrobe. He peered at her. She was fiddling with the sash.

"I figured I should clean myself, before we…" She trailed off, blushing deeply.

Aro slowly stood up, and went to her, standing right in front of her. He grasped a few strands of her damp her, tugging gently at them.

"You feel ready?" He asked her, searching her face.

She had lowered her gaze in apparent embarrassment, but at his words, she glanced up and nodded. He considered her for a few seconds.

"Your father, he will be home soon, if I am not mistaken?" He said, letting go of her hair, his finger tracing the neck of the robe.

She shook her head hastily.

"No, he'll be gone a few days. He's got a murder case in another county," she explained.

Aro nodded, and then taking her hands, he pulled her into the bedroom again, closing the door gently behind them.

He pulled her close and kissed her again, burying his fingers in her hair. She responded in kind, her slightly cool fingers resting on his chest. Then he pulled back, he took a deep breath.

"You are certain?" He asked her, keeping eye contact with, steadily searching her face.

She bit her lip, and nodded again. He growled softly, kissing her again, this time more urgently, his arms coming around her waist. His hands slid down and cupped her ass, pulling her close, his erection pressing into her lower abdomen. She moaned, and he could smell her eagerness instantly. Her fingers clutched at his chest, then she found the lapels of his suit jacket, and impatiently pushed it off his shoulders. He allowed the garment to slide down his arms, before he again took her in his arms. She began to open the buttons on his shirt, their lips never parting. He waited patiently for her to be done with it, and she finally pulled at the fabric, tugging the shirt out of his trousers, equally pushing it off his shoulders. For the first time she saw his Volturi necklace, as it rested against his cold chest. It glinted warmly at her. She touched it gently with her fingers, biting her lip.

He took her hand and kissed her wrist, keeping her eyes locked on his. Then he slowly removed the heavy chain from around his neck, and placed it on her nightstand.

He stood before her, allowing her to explore his chest and arms. She ran her fingers down his arms, linking with his fingers shortly, before continuing on with her exploration. He watched her intently, mesmerised by the look on her face. She began to walk around him, her fingers caressing his shoulders, feeling his broad back as she stood behind him. He felt her warm breath on his skin, her lips descending shortly after in the centre of his back. He inhaled deeply at the sensation. Then she came back around, and holding onto his ribs she kissed his sternum softly. He circled her waist, pulling her closer, and she tilted her head back, allowing him to capture her lips in a searing kiss. They clung to each other, their movements increasing in intensity.

Aro found the sash on her robe, and pulled at it gently, opening it. The garment fell open, revealing her body to his hot gaze. He looked into her eyes, his fingers curling around her neck, his thumb on her pulse. It throbbed steadily, just beneath her skin. He removed her robe and without warning cupped her ass, lifting her into his arms. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips. He kissed her again, lifting her to the bed, where he placed her across it, on the edge, using his body to push her all the way back, still taking her lips greedily. She reclined across it, her legs over the edge, still loosely wrapped around him, and he kissed her deeply, feeling her respond. His clothed erection briefly grazed her centre, making her whimper, shivering slightly. He couldn't help but smile against her lips, as he pushed against her again. She groaned deeply, tilting her head to the side, presenting her lovely neck to his lips. He eagerly sucked at her skin, laving it with his cold tongue, seeing her erupt into goosebumps.

"You smell delicious," he murmured softly, his fingers trailing her ribs gently, travelling the contours of her body.

Thank you," she said.

"I'm not wearing anything," she added, her voice rather breathless.

"That's probably why," he said, smirking.

He moved down her clavicle, leaving a wet trail behind, searching out her right breast, capturing the already taught nipple in between his lips. She insinuated her fingers in his hair, trying to pull him closer. He growled and released her soft pliant flesh with a soft pop, eagerly treating her other breast the same. She arched into his touch, and he scraped his teeth across the stiff peak, making her jolt slightly beneath him, a hoarse cry escaping her.

The sound made him frantic to be inside her, and he had to restrain himself, hastily reminding himself to take it slowly. She was new to this, and he wanted her debut to be something she would remember.

He kissed his way lower, finding her ribs, licking them slowly, crossing her stomach, leaving wet kisses onto her skin, making her writhe beneath him. He felt her tremble slightly as she realised where he was going. He kneeled beside the bed, his face level with her blazing hot core. He ran his fingers down her labia, spreading the folds gently, using his thumbs to hold them apart. Her scent hit him like a scolding hot tsunami and he could already see a few drops of her redolence, as the collected beads at her entrance ran down her perineum.

He hastily collected the precious nectar with his tongue, suckling at her damp flesh, finally tasting her. Another cry was wrenched from her as she felt his mouth on her for the first time, the sensation much much better than what her dreams ever presented her with.

Her hands came into his hair instinctively, grasping tightly onto him. He growled, and with a flat tongue, he licked her from her anus to her clitoris, his fingers revealing the sensitive bundle of nerves to his gaze. He could see her insides contracting, her clitoris throbbing visibly. She was breathing harshly, her chest heaving. He desisted somewhat, nibbling at her outer labia, moving to kiss her inner thighs wetly, his teeth scraping the thin skin there. She whined as she clearly needed urgent attention elsewhere, rocking her hips, trying to urge him to attend to her almost painful need. He could see her clitoris was so swollen and erect, the tiny glans protruding from beneath the hood. He blew cool air onto her, making her shiver involuntarily. He kissed the underside of her thigh, slowly laving his tongue towards her moist center, her scent far too tempting for him to hold out much longer. She mewled impatiently, wriggling somewhat, trying to get him to move closer to her epicentre.

"Please, Aro," She moaned.

"It's almost painful," she whined, her body trembling with the need to come.

"I know," he said soothingly, cupping her sex with one hand, pushing slightly upwards.

"Ah!" The sound bounced around the room, her body lurching at his touch.

He enjoyed the sight of her trying to find friction by grinding against the heel of his hand, her frustrated sighs, music to his ears. She was already so close, and he chuckled darkly, as she nearly growled, when he removed his hand from her center.

No longer able to resist, he took it in his mouth, suckling it gently, before releasing it with a small pop as the vacuum released. She jumped a violent tremor shooting though her body at the delicious sensation. He smirked and subjected her to a series of those, making her shudder violently. Within seconds, she was teetering on the precipice, her hips writhing on the edge of the bed, and it only took a lazy swirl of his tongue aimed at her clit for her to fall over. She whimpered harshly, her knees squeezing closed, trapping his head between her soft thighs. He placed his hands on her inner thighs and gently pried her legs apart again, her feet resting on his shoulders, eagerly lapping at her flesh, her climax having sent a gush of her sweet juices onto his lips and tongue. He could feel her inner muscles as they gave a series of pulses in rapid succession, her body finally shuddering to a halt as she came down to earth. He suckled at her again, not nearly ready to relinquish the sweet taste of her just yet. He slowly lapped at her again, easily rousing her into another state of sweet insanity, languidly quelling the ache she felt pulsing through her core.

This he would never get enough of. She tasted absolutely divine, her heady scent had him achingly hard, his trapped member, throbbing with the need to be inside her. He pulled at the hood of her clit with his lips, tugging the skin taught before releasing it, wrapping his lips around her clit and suckling, his tongue lashing at it. He marveled at her body's response, her entire frame jack-knifing as he made her come apart again, her core pulsating strongly against his lips. He desisted again, using his fingers to spread her lips apart, seeing her pink heat revealed to him. He prodded at her with his tongue, finding even more of her essence as it collected at her entrance. He pulled back, and using his middle finger, he gently nudged her snug channel, slowly penetrating her heat. He fingered her gently, his other hand pushing her folds together at the top of her sex, trapping her stiff nub between them. She was soon moaning again, ready for another release, and he eased another digit into her, allowing the palm of his hand to cup her clit as he pushed his fingers deeper into her, all the while his thumb and index squeezed and massaged the fleshy part surrounding her engorged clit. She gave a sudden shudder, panting, her inner muscles giving a hard squeeze, her back arching sharply, as she lifted her head from the bed. Another thrust of his fingers, his palm mashing her clit, and she fell back onto the bed, the coil within snapping like a fiber optic filament. She shook violently, her walls fluttering around his digits, a fierce cry of passion released as she rode out her third climax. Aro kept his fingers buried within her, but crawled up her body, so that he could kiss her. She received him, kissing him desperately. Then he began to grind his hand against her, pushing his fingers into a spongy area a few inches inside her, starting slowly at first, but increasing the pace, as she threw her head back, her eyes going wide with shock at the feeling. He put his free arm beneath her shoulders, pulling her close, nibbling at her throat as he ground into her hot cavity, the sounds of her wet flesh reverberating around the room, making her shout and buck wildy beneath him. He felt her insides push on his fingers on all sides, and he retracted them, focusing on massaging her clit gently. As he pulled out, a warm gush of fluids spurted forth, landing on his trousers. She convulsed as he kept a steady pressure on her clit, crooning at her, as she had the fiercest orgasm of her life. It took her a long moment to return to him, and she blinked in a complete daze.

"Wow," she panted.

He chuckled seductively.

"That felt good?" He asked her, smirking down at her.

"That was absolutely incredible. I need a minute," she added, breathless from her exertions.

He chuckled deeply. She was already covered in a fine sheen of sweat, some of her hair sticking to her damp forehead. Aro bent down to kiss her, before he stood up, slowly divesting himself of his now damp trousers. He stood naked before her, flashing her a toothy smile, that made her heart skip a beat. His manhood stood at attention, a droplet of clear fluid glinting at the tip. Bella lay on her back, watching him intently. At the sight of his naked body, she slowly sat up, her feet now on the floor, her gaze level with his stiff member. He peered down at her, caressing her cheek again, smiling at her. His eyes were filled with utmost adoration, their tender gaze lingering on her face as if he would never get enough of looking at her. She flushed at his intense perusal of her, and bit her lip, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Then he bent down and lifted her up and dragged her further onto the bed, having her in the center. She chuckled at him, running her fingers across his shoulders, feeling his muscles flexing as he moved above her. He nudged her legs further apart, and she felt his cold member rest against her core. He was nearly burned by her hot flesh, blood pounding just beneath the surface. He slowly rubbed his cock across her clit, massaging her gently, before rubbing downwards, her folds parting easily for him. He looked into her face. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was breathing faster again, her ribcage expanding rhythmically, before collapsing gently again as she expelled each breath forcefully.

"It is okay to stop now, if you are not ready. I will not pressure you into it," he said softly. She lifted her arms and placed them around his neck, pulling him down, so that he stretched out on top of her. She kissed him deeply.

"I forgive you, Aro," she whispered against his lips.

He felt a thrill shoot through him at her words, and he looked into her eyes, caressing her cheek gently.

"Grazie, mia cara," he murmured, and kissing her tenderly, he began to thrust into her. She was so wet, the sensation nearly sucking his cock inside in one fell swoop. He took a deep breath, steadying himself. He pulled back slightly before pushing in again, penetrating her a little deeper. She gave a gasp, feeling him enter her. Her face crumbled as her private area burned upon his intrusion, slowly though he went. He paused, grinding his teeth together, feeling her squeezing him too perfectly. She bit her lip, and nodded shortly. He pulled out again, and thrust back in, careful not to go too far, lest he hurt her. She stiffened as she felt the broad tip of his cock hit the unused muscles of her vagina, leaving behind a fierce stinging sensation. She placed a hand on his chest, and he stopped immediately. He suddenly caught the faint metallic, slightly salty tang of blood in the air, and he knew she was bleeding a little.

"Take your time," he offered softly, caressing her cheek patiently. He could also smell the brine of her tears as she fought the pain.

"Ow, this hurts," she hissed, trying to adjust her pelvis, immediately jumping as he grazed her sensitive walls again.

"Would you like to stop?" He asked, retracting his member from her body somewhat, easing the pain a little.

"No," she said.

"No, I want you," she added, gritting her teeth.

He smiled down at her, and waited. She sighed, and pushed her hair out of her face.

"But maybe a break would be a good idea," she said, her voice filled with disappointment.

Aro easily moved from between her legs, and placed himself beside her on the bed. He rested on his elbow, looking down at her, his fingers trailing her stomach.

She slowly sat up, and pushed at his shoulder to make him lie down completely. He obliged neatly, throwing his long dark hair out of his face. Bella straddled him, kissing him heatedly. He suckled at her lower lip, causing a hot bolt of warmth to shoot straight to her core, and she ground down onto him. She began to explore him, by kissing his jaw and throat, breathing in his amazing smell. She placed her hands on his chest, her fingers exploring him, finding his nipples, circling them slowly. He gave a soft moan, and she felt a flash of heat between her legs. She had made Aro, king of the Volturi moan. She instantly wanted him to do it again, and she scooted down his body, straddling his thighs, her knees resting on the edge of the bed. This way she could run her tongue over his flat nipples, prodding them with the tip. He made the same sound, his hips rolling gently, the tip of his cock prodding her lower abdomen.

This caught her attention, and she began to move down his body, slowly crawling backwards off the bed, until she was kneeling on the floor, between his thighs. Her hands slid down his chest, his ribcage. His skin was so soft, yet he was hard as well. Her gaze wandered his body, following the trail of his body hair as it led to the thick thatch of black curls between his legs. His straining erection was resting on top of those dark curls, and as she ran her fingers over his body again, he twitched, the shaft bouncing once. Bella experimented, and by running her fingers over his nipples, she discovered that she could make it happen again. The sight had her core throbbing. Her brain flooded with the sensations he had created in her by just using his mouth. She wondered if she could do the same to him.

Hesitantly, she took a hold of his cock, the steely feel of his erection was something she remembered from the time they had masturbated each other to a simultaneous release. A soft shuddering breath escaped her as she felt another hot flash between her legs. She glanced at his face, and he had closed his eyes for the moment. This made her more confident, and she explored his nether regions more freely, trying out what he reacted to. She wrapped her fist around him, pulling back on his foreskin, slowly seeing the weeping head of his cock peek out. He moaned softly at her ministrations, and she saw a bead of clear fluid flow forth.

She bent down and licked at it, tasting him for the first time. Her tongue fluttered across the frenulum and his hips lurched slightly upwards, the tip of his cock prodding at her lips. Experimentally, she opened her mouth and took him in, trying to take as much as she could, her nose nearly touching the hair covering his pubic bone.

She tried to apply suction and he gave another moan, his hips moving slightly off the bed.

Bella did it again, and he breathed deeply, rolling his hips gently into her warm, moist cavity.

"Keep this up, my dear, and I am afraid I am going to shoot my release in between those lovely, sexy lips of yours," he warned silkily, his voice barely concealing the passion just beneath the surface.

She wanted him to lose control, and so she applied herself to the task, her head bobbing up and down on his shaft, her tongue running along the underside of his cock.

"Ah, you little minx, you are going to make me come," he said, his voice slightly breathless, his pelvis rolling and thrusting of their own accord.

She couldn't help but moan at his words, the tremor making him grow rigid, as he suddenly erupted in her mouth. She felt the bitter tang of his release and gently tried to take it all, swallowing it down. He lay still for a moment, before he sat up, and grabbed her, flinging her hastily onto the bed, insinuating himself between her thighs. He kissed her deeply, growling against her mouth, his chest rattling her frame slightly.

"That was absolutely wonderful, my dear," he murmured against her lips, making her blush with pleasure. He kissed her jaw, licked her pulse and simultaneously ran his fingers down her sex, sliding through the puffy folds.

"You are still so wet, mia cara," he crooned, making her shiver.

"Would you like me to try again?" He asked, rubbing his thumb slowly around her clit, making her roll her hips, her insides clenching fiercely at the sensation.

She looked up at him for a moment, but then nodded.

"Okay, try again," she said, steeling herself.

He thrust again, trying a different approach. Instead of trying to penetrate her completely in one go, he began a series of shallow thrusts, only just dipping into her before pulling out. This had her mewling shortly, the sensation quite pleasant. He could feel her tighten around him, her body preparing her for another release. The feeling nearly had him push in all the way, his loins tightening as she grasped him fiercely. Once she was rocking against him, he eased in a little deeper, and then continuing to thrust, ever so slowly moving forward, breaching her tight cunt for the first time. She had kept her eyes closed, and when she felt him nestled in all the way, she opened them, glancing down at their joined bodies.

"Wow, that went smoothly," she commented.

Aro could only chuckle, as she had lifted her head to look down, her insides grabbed him like a silken iron fist. It took every ounce of his resolve to not move.

"Take your time to adjust," he said, merely resting between her legs, his hand coming around her shoulders. He kissed her gently, trying to distract her from any unpleasantness. He could sense her trying out different things, angling her hips a little differently. Eventually she lifted her legs up, so her knees were at his sides. Then she nodded, bracing.

He slowly pulled out almost all the way, before pushing back in, thrusting into the hilt. She gasped loudly, a groan escaping her as her head tilted back sharply. He halted again.

"No, don't stop," she managed, biting down on her lower lip. He obliged and began to fuck her in slow deep thrusts. She writhed beneath him, her fingers scrabbling at his shoulders, her scalp tingling with the fierce sensation of his silky rhythms within her. Her mouth were producing no intelligible words, except for his name, chanted fiercely, as she climbed her way to her orgasm. She wanted him to go faster, and tried to urge him on with moans of pleasure, as she was swiftly driven towards that edge of ecstasy. She flung her arms around his shoulders, clutching at him fiercely, and he got the message, increasing his pace. She was soon shuddering and panting, swearing profusely, her body submerged with entirely new sensations. She stiffened slightly, a coarse moan escaping her as he thrust into her a little faster again.

"Don't stop, please don't stop!" she gasped hotly, clinging to him for dear life her knees clutching his sides hard.

Urged on, he gave a few sharp thrusts, jolting her entire body, making the bed stutter slightly across the floor. She exploded forcefully, bucking violently against him, crying out fiercely as she felt the waves crash over her again and again. Aro began to thrust faster, fucking her in earnest, feeling her fluttering around him, her pelvis lifting off the bed to meet him at every thrust. He suckled her damp skin, and she jackknifed beneath him, another wave of pleasure rushed her body.

He halted his movement momentarily, shifting around, so she stretched her legs, and he straddled her thighs, his cock still within her. He caught her wrists, and pinned her arms above her head, effectively pinning her in place. At his first thrust in this new position, she nearly arched off the bed, as Aro undulated his pelvis into her lustily fucking her into the mattress, his pubic bone mashing her clit at every thrust.

She gave a bewildered half moan, half gasp, as he sent her careening into another climax, her body rolling and bucking. He however had her pinned beneath him, and as the tail-end of her release washed over her, he plucked at her nipples, grazing them with the rough pads of his thumbs. She orgasmed almost immediately, her cries growing increasingly desperate, as she shuddered against him. He could feel his own release closing in, the tell tale warmth spreading through his ball sack and he suddenly thrust a little less restrained, pounding into her, a fierce tingle racing down his spine.

"Oh my love, you are far too desirable. I will not last long, I am afraid," he groaned, his lips at her throat. She seemed to be too far gone to hear him, her body rigid as he pushed her over the edge one final time. She clamped down hard around him, dragging his climax from him, his essence spurting fiercely into her, as he shuddered on top of her.

They held each other for a long moment, before he lifted himself up on his elbows, looking into her face. She was panting, her brow dotted with little droplets of perspiration. But she looked up into his face, smiling dazedly at him.

"I love you," he whispered. She hummed softly, closing her eyes.

"Are you alright?" He asked, carefully retracting from her body, landing on his elbow beside her.

She didn't answer. He waited, and realised she had fallen asleep, her breathing coming back to an almost normal rhythm. He chuckled at that, and gently scooped her up, placing her body so her head rested on her pillows. Then he pulled the duvet over her, and curled his own body around hers, his hand circling her waist.

Translations:

Ti amo così tanto, Isabella (Italian) = I love you so much, Isabella.

La mia anima gemella (Italian) = My soulmate.

Phew! I hope that was worth all the cliffhangers! Let me know what you think!

-Pancakes