Hello dearies!
As promised on WDCNB, another update for another fic!
Soooo sorry for the wait! My muse kinda got distracted for far too long! I am reeling her in as we speak. More updates once I can manage them!
I want to thank you so much for your kind words and encouragements! I truly appreciate them all!
This was kinda tricky to write, but I wanted to have a little fun, so let's see where it takes us.
Oh yeah, before I forget. Plenty of Aro smutty goodness in this chapter.
Right, I'm off to have a cold shower now! Lol!
Ciao!
"I hate this," Bella murmured darkly, scowling at the floor.
Aro found he had nothing to say that could make things any easier for her.
It was early afternoon the very next day, and Aro was with his mate again, not feeling inclined to leave her alone for longer than absolutely necessary.
Carlisle had just finished examining her again, declaring that it was yet quite early stages, and he couldn't exactly do much at this point. He also made a mention of the fact that if he was to be able to help Bella fully during this, he was going to need better facilities. Aro had quite agreed, making sure that Caius got the message. They needed to build a fully functioning clinic inside the castle. Either that, or she would have to be brought back to Forks, America.
"You have regrets, my dear?" Aro asked softly, cupping her chin gently, stroking her jaw with his thumb.
She sighed heavily, leaning into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed. "I don't-" She bit her lip thoughtfully, clearly unwilling to put her thoughts into words.
Aro leaned in and kissed her on the corner of her mouth. "It is quite alright, my dear. Nothing you say can hurt me."
Her eyes snapped open at his words. "It is all a bit much," she finally whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. "I can't exactly say that I planned to become a mother. I mean, we have only known each other for such a short time, how are we going to agree on parenting?"
"I beg your pardon?" Aro frowned, not sure if he understood.
"I mean, our backgrounds are wildly different! You are so… dark and Italian and… volatile…"
"By all means, there is no need to mind your tongue, mia cara" he said placidly. She wasn't listening.
"And I'm… American!" She exclaimed, the merest trace of distaste on her face. "We are bound to have completely different opinions on everything regarding this child! I love you, I really do, but…"
"Isabella, please, you are starting to panic," he said softly.
"Of course I'm panicking, Aro!" She burst out, tears now leaking down her cheeks freely.
Reality appeared to have finally hit her. "I have no clue how to do this! What if I di-"
"That is quite enough, mi amore," Aro interrupted sternly, pulling her close, hugging her tightly against his chest. "It is not like you are alone in this. I will be here, Carlisle is here as well. We will figure it out together. You forget we were meant for each other, and this child must have been the reason that we are bonded. Even so, nothing good will come from speculating. All you need to know at this moment is that you are not alone. You have me, and I will die before I lose you. Do you understand me?"
She remained silent, deep shaking sobs wracking her frame. Despite his vocal reassurances, Aro felt quite as lost as she did. Neither of them could have been prepared for something like this. He scowled into thin air. He was not going to lose her damn it!
"But… You are already dead," she said in a whisper, her words raw and anxious.
Aro had no response to that. He could only hold her while she cried.
Eventually he had pulled her onto the sofa, and Bella had cried herself into an exhausted state, allowing Aro to hold her until she all but fell limp in his arms. He carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. She didn't stir, but merely surrendered to an exhausted sleep. He peered at her tenderly, his eyes roaming her face. Then his gaze lowered to her stomach, and he allowed his fingers to delve beneath the soft fabric of her robe, coming into contact with her warm skin. He caressed the barely tangible bump of her lower abdomen, making sure he wouldn't wake his sleeping mate.
"You better listen here, mia dolce bambina," he murmured softly. "Do not hurt her, do you hear me? She is very precious to me. She…" he halted, sighing, realising he had once again made it about himself. He shook his head somewhat. "Whatever the reason is for you being here, she deserves only happiness. Make this ordeal as painless as you can on her, if not for me, then for your mother. Please." He felt slightly silly as he spoke, knowing full well the fetus was not likely to even hear his murmured prayer, much less understand him. Even so, he felt he had to try.
As he kept stroking the soft skin of his mate, he suddenly felt a telltale nudge, a gentle fluttering against his digits, and he suddenly knew. "Thank you," he whispered, carefully leaning down and placing a soft kiss on the exposed skin of her abdomen. Bella never woke as he did so.
Sighing softly, he got up and left the room, closing the door softly behind him.
"Aro." The voice behind him came with the loud thumping of a human heart, and he knew instantly that it was Charlie. He never even needed the smell of the man to know.
He turned around, eyebrows politely raised, watching the man closely as he approached.
"Can I have a word?" He asked when he was in front of Aro.
"Certainly, Charlie. Let's walk to my study," Aro said pleasantly.
As they walked, Aro noticed Charlie glancing surreptitiously at him. Sensing that something was off, Aro felt slightly uneasy. What did the man want to talk about?
Aro opened his study door and courteously allowed Charlie to enter first before following and closing the door behind him.
"I called Edward," Charlie said without any preamble.
Aro gave a hesitant smile. Straight to the point then.
"Indeed?" Aro had meant for it to sound pleasantly surprised, but it sounded more like a growling snarl.
"I thought he and Bella were an item, but apparently she broke up with him at the airport a few weeks back."
"He left her first," Aro pointed out smoothly.
"Yeah, it's all so confusing. I mean, I knew about the two boys vying for her heart, but now there is you."
Aro's quick mind swiftly went through his vast collection of thoughts from Edward.
"You are speaking of Jacob, I presume?" Aro interjected.
Charlie nodded thoughtfully. "I like that boy, he's like a nephew to me, but damn was I wrong about how he and Bells could work. Then I thought it might actually work out between her and Edward. But she never returned from Italy after doing god knows what here. And then I don't hear from her for weeks. Edward was no help of course, in fact all the Cullen's just sort of froze me out. Carlisle vanished, and then I heard from her finally. She expects me to believe that this-" he made an expansive gesture to indicate the entire castle. "...Is a school."
"I sense your disbelief, Mr Swan," Aro said, a slight smirk on his lips.
"In regards to what? That this is a school or are you referring to your true intentions for my daughter?"
Aro considered the man placidly for a few moments. "My intentions with your daughter are not really a concern of yours, are they?" He then asked softly.
Charlie bristled instantly. "She is my concern and-"
"What I mean, Charlie, is that it is the twenty-first century. Surely a young woman does not need her father's blessings to engage in marriage. She is her own person."
Charlie frowned, thinking, apparently silently agreeing. "I can still worry about her," he huffed, ruffled.
"Well of course you can! I would be quite disappointed had you not been worried." Aro said, grinning pleasantly. "I do however believe that nothing I say will bring you any solace on this matter, because you love your daughter, and she is a part of you. Losing her will always bring a certain amount of pain. I would expect nothing less." Aro thought briefly on his own impending fatherhood.
Charlie's brow lifted sharply. "I won't be losing her," he stated stiffly.
Aro cursed inwardly. The man was far too quick to absorb the true meaning of Aro's words.
"What I mean is that you will be losing the privileged access you have enjoyed so far. She will be focusing more on her own life now, as a young adult rightfully should."
Charlie huffed again, clearly disarmed. "You know, I have a shotgun, right? I'm a sheriff. If you ever hurt her, I will hunt you down."
Aro nearly burst out laughing at the man's ferocious defence of his daughter. "Mr Swan, you need not fear. I will be very good to your daughter. As you have probably surmised by now, I am quite wealthy, and she will want for nothing."
"You can't buy her heart," Charlie stated sternly.
"I am aware of that fact," Aro agreed placidly.
"She doesn't even like surprises." The man was huffing slightly now.
Oh, but she liked mine, dear human. She liked mine very much.
"I know." Aro smiled widely. "I am not trying to buy your allegiance Charlie. You can trust me, your daughter is safe with me."
Charlies studied him with mild distrust on his face. Feeling it was time to change the subject, Aro glanced at his desk casually.
"Did young Edward say anything else?" Aro inquired innocently. He was almost tempted to take the man's hand, wanting to see what he could despite his partial shield.
Charlie shook his head. "No, he sounded a bit busy, he wasn't even home."
"Is that so?" Aro asked sharply, catching a puzzling look from the human. "I assume he did not enlighten you to his whereabouts?"
Charlie shook his head again. "Nah, I didn't ask either. Not really my business."
"Quite," Aro agreed softly, already deep in thought.
He was gonna need to have a word with daddy Cullen now, his son was most likely off doing something naughty.
"Are you okay?" Charlie asked, peering intently at Aro's contemplative face.
"Certainly," Aro confirmed, still staring blankly into space. "I was just wondering what will be served for dinner."
Charlie didn't seem to believe him, his face displaying blatant mistrust. "Is Edward in some kind of trouble?" He asked finally, one eyebrow raised.
Aro gave a dry smirk and turned on his heel, walking towards the door. "That, Mr Swan, remains to be seen…"
"I think your golden boy is out painting the town red, dear friend," Aro said a little while later, entering Carlisle's room in a flurry without knocking.
Carlisle sighed wearily. "This again, Aro?" Carlisle asked tiredly.
Aro merely raised his eyebrows. "My house, Carlisle."
"Yes, you have made that perfectly clear, old friend. And I could leave, but instead, I am staying to help with your mate's unfortunate condition."
Aro paused, deflating somewhat. "Yes, and I am grateful for that," he finally said softly.
"I know, dear friend. I know." Carlisle contemplated the dark vampire. "You think Edward's in trouble?" He asked, a worried look crossing his handsome features.
"Not so much in trouble, as stirring up trouble," Aro replied glibly. "Though, I suppose that will result in him getting into trouble in the end," he mused.
Carlisle frowned at that. "He hasn't been by, has he?"
"Not yet, no." Aro pursed his lips. "I suspect it will not be long however. He is up to something, I can smell it."
Carlisle was still frowning, but said nothing.
Aro smirked softly. "I do not understand that boy. It is not like whatever he is trying will make a blind bit of difference. He lost her, and she is not coming back to him."
Carlisle winced. "You make it sound like it is all a game, Aro. Bella is not a prize. Your arrogance may very well be your downfall, as it almost was, not too long ago. You need to be careful."
Aro scowled. He disliked being contradicted, but he said nothing, merely shrugging elegantly and turning away from the blond man. "She loves me too much to leave me now," he murmured softly. "And I love her."
Carlisle scoffed. "Maybe, but such love is also a good basis for hurting a person even more. The more you love, the greater the injury."
Aro turned swiftly. "Get to your point, Carlisle," he said stiffly.
"That was the point, Aro." Carlisle fired back. They glared at each other.
They had had many such discussions over the years. That was what Aro liked about the man. He didn't fear Aro like everyone else did. He would stand his ground if he felt like it was needed.
"If you think I am going to hurt my mate, you-"
"Look, all I'm saying is that you can't take her for granted. She does have a mind of her own, surely you must see that?"
Aro frowned. His mind was flashing back on the way she had stood her ground against him before they fell in love. The thought nearly made him chuckle now, though at the time it had filled him with the utmost impatience.
"Indeed she does. She's so stubborn, even if it makes her sick. She would make herself ill by resisting the bond between us in the beginning. She really could push my buttons." He smiled fondly at the memories.
"Hopefully you haven't squashed that out of her then," Carlisle said, frowning slightly.
Aro scowled. "That's enough, old friend. I am not going to hurt her. It is your son we need to keep an eye on. He's up to something."
"So you keep saying."
"Curse it, Carlisle, will you just do your thing and stop him?"
The blond sighed wearily. "Fine. I'll call Alice. But be warned, he knows how to avoid her."
"Just try it, will you?"
"Yes, yes, I'm going!" Carlisle plucked his phone from his pocket and started a call.
Listening into the ear piece, he smiled gently. "Thank you, Alice." Then he hung up, apparently no more words needed.
"She's on it," was all he said to Aro's questioning look.
"Thank you." Aro left the room, not sure where to go now. His mate was most likely still sleeping and she needed all the rest she could get.
He figured he may as well go and be useful in the throne room, scattered though his thoughts were.
"Brother, shouldn't you be with your young mate?" Caius asked when he spotted Aro at his side.
"She is asleep for the moment. I would not want to disturb her." Aro replied, still wearing a mild scowl. "I fear trouble is coming, brother," he added softly.
Caius' head snapped around quite suddenly. "Trouble? What kind of trouble?"
"I am not yet sure. Young Edward Cullen is up to something. He has gone off the grid, I think."
Caius' frowned, puzzled. "It is not like he could harm us in any way. We are the strongest, most dangerous coven in the world."
Aro agreed silently. Even so, he couldn't shake the uneasiness he felt in the pit of his stomach. Young though he were, he was still a clever boy.
A couple of hours later, Aro's ears picked up on the sound of his mate groaning softly. Without a word he flashed to her room, keeping an eye out for her father as he did. He didn't bother knocking, but merely went inside, his keen eye instantly on the young woman. Only wearing a t-shirt, she was sitting on the edge of the bed, massaging her left arm and wriggling her fingers on the same hand. She glanced up when Aro entered the room.
"I slept on my arm, and now it feels dead," she explained sheepishly as she saw his worried expression.
Sighing softly, Aro sat down beside her, and began to gently massage the numb appendage, making her hiss softly as the pins and needles set in.
"Is that better?"
The young woman hummed in response, her eyes closing as the warmth returned to her hand.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, still working his fingers over the shallow muscle tissue in her arm.
"I feel better now that I have slept." She mused quietly. "I could get used to you massaging me every day," she said, chuckling softly.
"Hmmm, once again I feel you are only using me for my capabilities," he crooned, smirking delightedly at her reaction as she laughed out loud.
She flexed her fingers experimentally. "Yes, well I can't deny that you have me thoroughly addicted." Her eyes were still closed as she leaned into his touch, groaning softly as he began to knead her shoulders gently next.
"You only want me for my body, do you?" He growled, leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on her temple. She shivered viscerally, his senses picking up on her sudden need for… other bodily pleasures.
"And your money," she replied, without missing a beat.
Aro laughed throatily, shaking his head mildly at her. "That too, I suppose. You seem to have found good use of me."
"Don't deny it, you enjoy the power you have over me," she hissed softly when his lips sealed on her earlobe.
"You are confused, my love. It is you who hold all the power," he said in a deep voice that left her trembling.
"You know, I have this feeling in my body all the damn time. Like I'm hungry…" She began, not quite able to explain it.
"You mean aroused?" Aro asked softly, already smelling it on her.
She glanced around at him. "Yeah…"
"I suspect it is the hormones. I read that pregnant women tend to have a much more demanding libido than normally."
"Right." She pondered the implications. "I wondered where that came from all of a sudden."
Aro chuckled. "Yes, well that would be it."
She appeared to barely be listening anymore, which made him smile knowingly down at her. He could smell her hunger, the smell of her warm skin changing as she grew hot and bothered while realisation set in. That insatiable hunger for his touch. His love. "You want me to do anything about it, my dear? I could… Ease your suffering exponentially. It is my fault that you are feeling this way after all."
"Will you just shut up and fuck me, already?"
Aro chuckled again and lifted her into his lap, making her back rest against his chest. "I thought you did not like it when I simply allowed my baser urges to dictate my actions?" He crooned, already feeling his self-control slipping rapidly away.
He felt she needed the rest, but even so, he couldn't resist her alluring scent.
"I changed my mind," she replied, already breathless and squirming.
She began to pull her shirt off, but Aro halted her actions gently. "I do believe you need to rest, my dear."
"Screw rest!" She hissed. "I need you inside of me right fucking now!"
Aro was suddenly hard pressed to deny her anything, the little minx having inflamed his desire like gasoline to a furnace. He adjusted their position slightly, opening his trousers so he could have his cock free, leaning them both back onto the bed. No longer able to wait, he unceremoniously yanked her knickers aside and found her opening quite easily. He thrust up into her, holding her close as he filled her, groaning deeply in his chest, his fingers curling gently around her throat.
"This is what you wanted, tesoro?" He hissed, barely able to control the trembling that rippled through him as her hot body encased him with velvety firmness.
"Yes!" She hissed softly, already tensing against him.
He delivered a gentle thrust, and she arched her back sharply, her ass pressing down onto his pelvis, allowing him even deeper entrance inside her. One hand still around her throat, he used the other to tear off her knickers, the fabric shredding easily.
"Those were my favourites," she groaned even as she shuddered, her body receiving yet another deep thrust from him.
"I'll buy you new ones," he replied remorselessly, beginning to move more urgently up imto her.
"It- ah! It better be the exact same ones!" She managed, her voice slightly shrill now, her body already chasing her first climax.
"You have my word, mia cara," he hissed, placing his nimble fingers between her legs, plucking gently at her clit.
"Fuck!" She exclaimed, fierce convulsions spreading through her limbs as she came apart almost instantly. Aro slowed down as her walls squeezed his length, the softness of her flesh belying the intensity with which she was making him twitch with an impending orgasm. He nibbled at her throat, crooning into her hot flesh.
"Don't stop!" She gasped, her fingers clinging to his forearm. "Please don't stop!"
Growling softly, he sped up again, their bodies slapping together in hot passion. "You demand much from your king, my love," he said even as he felt her pulsating around his length again, her cries bouncing huskily around the room.
She was panting hard now, muscles humming. "You can do it," she chuckled softly.
"You should not mock someone when that someone is currently buried so deeply inside of your greedy body," he growled, his hold tightening slightly. "You could end up with far more than you bargained for."
"Good boy," she replied, shrieking with delight as he with sinewy strength rolled them both over, caging her beneath his body.
"Once again, you play a dangerous game, mi amore," he said darkly, pulling out from her hot body. In an instant he was completely naked.
She moaned hotly as his mouth descended upon her skin.
"I intend to taste every inch of your body until you will plead for me to make you completely mine."
"I'm already yours," she replied breathlessly, tensing as she felt him move lower.
"Careful, my love." He began to kiss her lower back, licking her skin greedily. "Such words carry a lot of weight."
"What do you me- oh fuck!" Her back arched sharply as she felt his tongue swipe her rear entrance, making her insides clench fiercely, butterflies fluttering violently in her womb.
"I mean, that I can show you pleasure beyond compare, until you will beg for me to make you fully mine. You will want me to enter every little sweet crevasse that your greedy body possesses, and I will make you scream for more."
"Promises, promises," she all but moaned, her body thrashing gently as Aro intensified his ministrations.
"I will have to put that insolent mouth of yours to good use soon, lest you grow even more bold and disrespectful of your king."
She stiffened at that, and without preamble, she turned over, gazing at him with heavily lidded eyes. "Why wait?"
Smirking seductively, Aro pounced, grabbing and kissing her deeply. "You want to pleasure your king, my sweet human?" he whispered hotly against her lips.
"Yes," she replied, her eyes already shining with pure lust.
"Will you kneel for me, then?"
"Yes."
"Hmmm, that did not take much," he purred, grinning even more widely. He sensed she was too desperate with need to think clearly.
"Very well, let me see you kneel for me, my love."
She clambered off the bed, and got smoothly down on her knees, resting on the plush carpet of her room. Aro joined her shortly, bending down to remove her T-shirt. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back slowly, eyeing her lovely throat and chest as she became exposed to his gaze.
"Such a vision," he murmured, making her shiver.
He knelt in front of her, and began to nibble and kiss her jaw and throat passionately, soon moving down to her breasts. She moaned softly, her hips bucking of their own accord.
"You present such a temptation to me, my dear Isabella," he said hotly, swallowing thickly as he licked her flesh, his fingers delving between her thighs, finding her wet and soft core.
The young woman seemed too insensate with desire to even speak, but merely moaned more urgently.
"I haven't even entered your mouth yet, and you are already lost for words, my beloved?" He chuckled, getting smoothly back to his feet.
"Please," she said in a small voice, looking up at him.
Aro felt a torrent of need flash through him, urgently needing to be inside her greedy mouth and his cock throbbed at the mere thought of entering her.
"You want me to fuck your mouth, Isabella?" He hissed, red eyes glinting seductively. "You want me to come on your tongue, dear one?" He crooned, allowing a finger to caress her jaw softly.
She nodded eagerly. Barring his teeth in a soft hiss Aro stepped close, allowing the tip of his cock to prod her soft lips. She parted for him eagerly, allowing him to enter. Reminding himself to be gentle, he pushed in further, gauging her reaction intently. His cock twitched again as her warm, moist tongue slid across his length.
"Oh, my darling, that feels so good," he crooned, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in.
She hummed in response, experimenting with different ways she could pleasure him. His hips gave a sharp lurch as she applied suction to the head, and he instinctively took hold of her head, swiftly loosening his grip, trying in vain to stay in control of his senses.
She seemed to gain courage as she worked on him, and she licked his entire shaft from ball sack to frenulum. Noticing how his cock bounced against her mouth, she licked that place just beneath the head again, and Aro groaned softly. Then she suckled it gently, making him stiffen noticeably.
"You learn fast, my little vixen," he groaned, thrusting back into her velvety heat, nearly coming undone on the instant as she sucked at him again. His fingers delved through her hair, as he slowly began to increase the pace, taking care not to push too deep, lest she choke. She tried to anticipate his needs, and he murmured encouragingly down at her, feeling the heat rising in his pelvic area.
"I am going to climax, my love. Do you still want to taste my essence on your tongue?"
She moaned in response, and the vibrations around his member made him shiver deliciously.
"Oh my love, you can have all of me," he breathed, his pelvis jerking haphazardly as he erupted, moving carefully so she could keep up with his movements. She received his release with such enthusiasm, he nearly felt ready to start again. Instead, he knelt in front of her and kissed her so ardently she became quite breathless.
"That was delicious," he said, smiling seductively.
"I enjoyed it too," she said, still rather breathless.
"Now it's my turn again," he purred, easily hoisting her up and depositing her on the bed. She shrieked in delight, which soon turned into a fierce moan when his lips closed around a nipple.
"You really think you're gonna make me beg?" She asked, trying to pull him closer even so.
Scraping his teeth across her naked skin, he growled deeply. "Did you forget so soon, tesoro?" He asked, chuckling darkly. "You already did."
With that he began to assault her body with kisses and nibbles and caresses, moving swiftly from place to place until she was writhing incessantly beneath him. He flipped her over onto her stomach and began to lick and kiss the curve of her back.
"You have no idea how you drive me to the brink of insanity by your mere existence," he said, moving lower still.
She was beyond the point at which she could understand, no less reply to him.
He kissed her soft ass and spread her apart in eager search of both her openings. She lurched when he once again began to tease her rear entrance with his tongue. He could feel her inner muscles squeezing hard as he began to lick and kiss more insistently. She was mewling and groaning constantly, but when he entered a digit into her pulsating cunt, she uttered a husky cry that got partially drowned into the sheets.
He felt her clench hard around his intruding digit as he kept up his actions, fingering her to a trembling climax, her entire body shaking violently beneath his touch.
Then he added a second finger, still suckling her hot flesh between her ass cheeks, sometimes moving to her perineum. Her walls were squeezing his fingers tightly as he pushed into her repeatedly.
"Oh my god, Aro, what are you doing to me? I can't take it anymore, it's too much! It feels so goooo-ngh!"
Chuckling seductively, Aro made no effort to stop, instead he coaxed her easily to another orgasm, her slick juices coating his fingers liberally.
Thrashing violently, she actually tried to move out from under him, and he easily pinned her in place, making her reach another screaming peak with barely any effort.
"Fuck! What is happening?!" She managed, whimpering desperately.
"You are merely submitting to my own special brand of torture, mi amore," Aro growled into her flesh, now using his other hand to pinch her clit as well as fingering her and suckling her trembling heat.
"Oh-" was all she managed as another orgasm tore through her, making her practically dissolve beneath him. Aro flipped her over, now attacking her vulva with his mouth, pumping his fingers insistently into her slick heat.
"Your sweet little cunt is drenched, mia cara. Does it feel that good to have me lick your pert little arsehole?"
As she began to seize up again, he prodded her now wet asshole with another digit, applying pressure just as she came undone. He entered slowly, following the pattern of the muscles contracting and relaxing, and she bucked off the bed, hips searching out more of his delectable torment.
"Aro!" She screamed as he tipped her over the edge again, her limbs thrumming against the bed's surface.
He was up and between her legs in a flash, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. "You called, my sweet?"
He penetrated her effortlessly, not waiting for her to reply. As he entered, she wrapped herself hard around his torso, her mouth producing nothing but babbling sounds into his chest as he stroked her to another shuddering release. Her cunt was gripping him so tightly, he couldn't help but grunt harshly, nearly feeling his release overtake him then and there.
"Good lord woman, you are strangling me!" He growled, halting somewhat in his movements to prolong their lovemaking.
"Please!" She sobbed, still wrapped around him, holding on for dear life, begging him to fuck her. "I need you- ah!"
He had begun a hard canter into her body as she spoke, moving with a fervor he knew would send them both careening over the edge within moments.
"Yes-yes-yes!" Was all she managed, convulsing already beneath him. Her slick hot body was tugging deliciously on his cock, making him unable to hold out much longer. With a swift snap of his pelvis, he crashed against her clit, making her release a strangled scream as he made her climax so hard she nearly went cross eyed. Simultaneously, he spurted furiously inside her, holding her closely, murmuring in Italian into her neck, licking and nibbling her salty skin. They were both completely spent, and it took a couple of minutes to gather themselves.
Aro rose slowly off of her, but she tried to pull him back down. "Please stay," she whispered, closing her eyes.
"I am too heavy for you, my love," he protested gently, though he enjoyed the feel of her soft body against his.
"Just for a little while?" She begged, sighing contentedly.
"Alright, but only a minute then," he replied, placing a kiss on her temple.
It was less than a minute though, when Aro's ears picked up on raised voices coming from the throne room. Bella felt her lover tense immediately, and she opened her eyes to search his face. "What is it?"
"We have company," he growled, a disgruntled look on his face.
"Edward?"
"Indeed. The prodigal son has finally returned."
"Alone?" Aro listened for a second.
"Yes, he seems to be alone." Aro got up, and in a flash had himself dressed and presentable.
"Aro, wait, I want to come with you."
He leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips. "I think it is best if you stayed here, my dear."
"No." She spoke so adamantly, that he blinked with surprise. "I need to go see him."
"I have a bad feeling about that," Aro protested curtly.
"I don't care. He's not going to make trouble."
Aro almost huffed, once again confronted with her naivety. "Isabella, if he finds out about this," here he ghosted her lower abdomen. "He might become violent. We cannot take the risk."
She scoffed. "Don't be so dramatic, Aro. It's Edward. He's an idiot, yeah, but he wouldn't hurt me."
Aro watched with contracted eyebrows as she began to dress. This was not going the way he wanted it to go. Why the dratted boy had even come back now was a mystery. What could he be up to?
"I am not being dramatic. I just do not trust the boy. He is… Volatile…" Aro said, almost smirking as he used her own words from earlier.
She glanced up at him, smiling sheepishly. Then she shrugged and proceeded to dress. Aro waited with pointed gallantry, not saying a word, because he knew it would be pointless. She was going to come along, whether he wanted it or not. He may as well try to keep on good terms with her while things pan out.
Entering the throne room, Aro made sure to hold Bella's hand, sending a clear signal to the newly arrived Cullen. Of course the boy read this in Aro's mind long before they entered the room, and the telltale squareness in his jaw told Aro that all he needed to know. Aro stopped just inside the doors, keeping Bella close to his side, and his mind deliberately blank.
"Ah, Edward. What a lovely surprise."
The young vampire scowled darkly, clearly not in the mood for any mind games. "Aro, could we talk?"
"Of course my young friend."
"Privately?"
Aro glanced at his mate. She was already carrying a thunderous expression, thankfully it was directed at Edward at the moment, making Aro smirk pleasantly.
A second later, Carlisle joined the frenzy, looking slightly worried.
"I only want to talk, Aro. It's not a big deal."
"I will be damned if you get to talk behind my back Edward. Whatever you have to say, you can say to the both of us." Bella was glaring now. Aro's smirk grew even wider.
"Bella, this really isn't something you want to hear. Trust me."
"Oh, she will want to hear it now, Edward," Aro said softly. Well played, Edward. Well played.
Edward smirked at Aro's errant thought.
"I-," Edward began awkwardly.
"Allow me," Aro said, taking a step towards the young man, extending his hand peacefully, watching as Edward seemed to be caught short.
"Aro, no!" Bella hissed angrily.
"Have no fear, my love. I will tell you everything."
"Really?" She challenged, making him glance at her, a slight frown between his eyebrows.
"Of course my dear. I will always be honest with you."
"Really?" This time it was Edward who spoke, an unpleasant smirk on his face.
Aro shot him a warning glance. Stay out of this young Mr Cullen. It does not concern you.
"I kinda think it does, Aro," Edward said smoothly.
Both Aro and Bella turned to look at him, but before anyone could say anything further, Edward raised his hands in apparent surrender. "I am only trying to help you, Bella."
"Bit too fucking late, Edward!" She spat, taking half a step forward.
Suddenly everyone in the room stiffened. The doors of the Throne room were suddenly pushed open, and they all turned as one, as Charlie came into view, his slightly dishevelled hair ruffled.
His gaze fell upon Edward, then on Carlisle. "Wha- What are you doing here, Carlisle? Edward? God, how far did you travel to come see Bella?"
No one answered, several human heartbeats passing by before Carlisle tried a convincing smile. "Imagine meeting you here, chief!"
Charlie seemed to pick up on the tense situation. "You guys know this place?"
"Certainly." Aro shot in. "Carlisle and I go way back."
"Way back," Carlisle confirmed, his grin only slightly stiff now.
"That's a weird coincidence, isn't it?" Charlie remarked, turning a sharp gaze towards Aro.
Bella wasn't quite as adept at keeping her face free of anxiety as she looked from Aro to her father.
"Wait a second," Charlie said, lifting a finger. "This is who you were visiting all those weeks ago, wasn't it Bells? You were cheating on Edward with this… Man…" Charlie finished, his face filled with distaste at the notion.
"I beg your pardon?" Aro demanded frostily, now clearly insulted. "I assure you, there has been no infidelity going on, Mr Swan."
"Dad! No! That is not what happened!" Bella interjected. "We met for the first time then, I did not know Aro at that time."
"Oh, I see, so you are now engaged to him after only knowing him for like three months?"
"Dad! Can we talk this through somewhere else? I don't think…"
"Aro, I can't believe you would propose so soon to a young woman like her!" Charlie interrupted, agitated now.
Aro considered the man for a moment. "Well, let us just say that I have my reasons, Mr Swan."
Edward's head snapped around at that, looking sharply at Aro then at Carlisle. He rounded on Bella.
"Edward, no!" Carlisle shouted, trying to head off total and utter disaster. It was too late.
"You're pregnant?!" Edward demanded, heedless of Carlisle's warning.
Charlie staggered back in shock, staring at Edward in disbelief, which soon turned to hurt as he swivelled on the spot, looking aghast at his daughter. "You're what?!"
*Cue dramatic music*
Uh oh! What's gonna happen next? Edward you bloody idiot! Gotta love Bella's trust in the boy, eh?
-Pancakes