I am so sorry for the wait on this. Life has been crazy and sometimes a little miserable, and my muse left me high and dry, sigh. I am trying to force her back in her seat, but it is not easy. I will keep pushing, and I have not left my stories. In fact, a few new plots has popped into my brain, which I might post any day now. (One shots only).

Also, thank you so very much for your patience and kind words. It helps me write, which heals my soul. So thank you again.

I shall cease my waffling, do read on, though be warned. Naughtiness ahead.

The door behind his back cracked ominously even as he registered her eyes through the darkness. They were fierce and fiery, looking at him with an expression he could not read. He couldn't believe he had been so preoccupied with everything that he hadn't noticed that she had awoken. Granted, the transformation had been much swifter than anyone had expected, yet even so, Aro prided himself on the fact that he was both the strongest and most powerful vampire in the world. He should have known.

Suffering a brief loss of dignity, he waited with bated breath as she glared at him, the ferocity of her stare beating upon him with the intensity of a solar flare.

Silence reigned for a long moment, in which he drank in her presence. Even though her human form had been exquisite, she had now acquired that particular vampire beauty, her limbs strong and confident. Her auburn hair glinted through the shadows, reddish sparks seemingly flaring around her face whenever the flames in the grate caught the strands in its light.

He could scarcely comprehend that she was with him. His gaze roamed her features hungrily, his chest swelling with relief, the heavy burden of her death leaving him. He hadn't realised how certain he had been of her demise, and now that she stood before him, he had to choke back a soft sob of relief.

Everything about her filled him, almost leaving him speechless. "Straordinario," he breathed, his lips parting in a crooked open mouthed smile as he felt awash with happiness and pride.

Her gaze fixed on his mouth for only a split second before she was on him, kissing him demandingly. Aro received her gratefully. Feeling her lips against his was exactly what he needed to quell his previous misgivings on her survival, his body and mind finally realising that she was really here with him. She was holding him in place, her fingers circling his wrists, keeping them pinned on either side of his face as she practically ravaged his mouth.

She was relentless, literally devouring him.

Aro wasn't about to complain, he allowed her to take what she needed from him, feverishly trying to adjust to her presence. He felt like he was drowning, carried off in the torrent of her ferocious passion. It took only an instant for his own desire to flare to life, and by then he reasserted himself, drawing on his strength to subdue her.

Growling deeply, he reversed their position, now pressing her body backwards against the door. The wood protested and groaned as it took yet another hit. He didn't care, all he could think about was her, pressing against the length of her body.

She struggled to re-establish her dominance, making him chuckle seductively. "Your efforts are in vain, my love," he crooned against her mouth before claiming her lips again and again. "I am too powerful."

He nearly groaned against her, wanting nothing more than to take her, claim her as his queen right here and now.

She received him even as she huffed slightly in annoyance. "I thought I would be stronger than you," she hissed as his lips sought out her throat, greedily nippling and suckling at her skin.

He chuckled darkly, pressing his erection against her, allowing her to feel his steely arousal, his need for her now desperate. "No one is stronger than me, mio amore. Not even a newborn such as yourself," he countered huskily.

"But-" she protested, panting as his lips found that special spot beneath her jaw that made her shudder viscerally, her form rattling against the wooden surface behind her. She groaned in defeat, already lost to the sensations he was creating within her.

He desperately wanted to continue what they were doing, but he also knew rationally that now was not the time.

Sighing with discontent, he left her with a soft kiss on the throat before slowly stepping back. He could hardly keep his eyes off her, trying to absorb the fact that she made it. Her transformation had been most unusual. Not only had she not been writhing and screaming in pain all the way through her ordeal, for which he was grateful. Hiding her screams from her father would have been near impossible. But she had transformed far more swiftly than he anticipated. Only forty eight hours had passed, and here she stood, in all her vampiric glory.

"How are you feeling, my love?" He asked as she slowly stepped away from the door.

She seemed to examine herself, glancing down at her hands. "I feel amazing. It's… Strange. I feel like I have been immersed in chocolate mousse for all my life and now, I feel like I could jump to the stars."

Aro emitted a brief chuckle. "Interesting analogy." He couldn't blame her enthusiasm. Escaping the heavy sluggishness of his human flesh prison had also been the biggest shock for him. It felt like he had been nothing but an amoeba, living a life of lazy contentedness, until suddenly he was an apex hunter. It was like evolution had happened in a manner of mere hours instead of millions of years.

He eyed her intently, a mix of wonder and weary apprehension filling him. There were a few things they needed to deal with. Most importantly her thirst. There were vulnerable, indeed valuable humans nearby, and he could not allow her to attack them under any circumstances. "Are you not thirsty, my dear?"

His question seemingly caught her off guard, but once he had drawn her attention to it, it made her frown. He could practically hear her mouth fill with venom.

Not mentioning the fact that she had only just noticed her thirst, he hastily stepped forward as he recognised the look on her face. Her nostrils had flared, teeth baring in a low snarl. She had caught the scent of human blood. Swiftly pinning her in place against his chest, he forced her to look at him.

"Isabella, focus on me."

Her eyes shifted and homed in on him briefly, before scanning her surroundings shrewdly. "I need-"

"Yes, I know. You smell him. Listen to me. The human you sense is your fathe- Isabella, listen!" He said sternly as she began to struggle in his grasp, clearly not listening to what he was saying.

"You need to stay in control!"

She hissed angrily, still trying to get free. His grasp on her was unyielding, and she stood no chance.

"Focus, Isabella!" He demanded her attention through sheer force of will as she finally looked up at him.

"I will feed you, do you understand?"

It took her only an instant to glance down at his private area as she clearly misunderstood his intentions, remembering her unusual diet through her last months of her human life.

"No, I do not mean that!" He burst out, nearly laughing at her dubious expression. She had cast him a look of mingled doubt before desire flooded her eyes yet again. Delightful though it would undoubtedly be, he knew that his essence could not satisfy her hunger any longer.

"Listen closely, my dear. We need to feed you first. Your daughter is waiting to meet you."

His words did the trick as she stiffened in his arms, her mind suddenly on one thing only. "Astrid? Is she okay?"

He smiled warmly down at her, as he disengaged from her, feeling it safe now. "She is wonderful, my love. Magnificent. A true miracle."

A sharp exhalation escaped the young woman as she took in his words. "I have to see her."

"Yes, I know. Which is why we need to feed you first."

Swallowing thickly, Bella nodded eagerly. "Okay."

"Excellent. We need to find you a human."

She blanched at that, the true implications of his words hitting her like a garbage truck. "Is that really necessary? There must be something else, an animal or-" She hesitated for a moment as she glanced down at his crotch again.

Giving her a feline smile, Aro chuckled darkly at her behaviour. "You flatter me, Isabella. However, I do not think that I can satisfy your thirst with my essence anymore."

"Carlisle said that it was much like blood…" she countered, hesitatingly stepping towards him.

Aro paused at her words. Surely not! "I cannot deny that the thought is intriguing to me. It would be an interesting experiment to be sure."

His newborn vampire mate smirked up at him, and he felt his arousal peak almost instantly. Something in his face must have revealed his desire, because she let out a low growl, stepping even closer. She kissed him fiercely, and he reciprocated ardently. Her fingers dug into his hair, pulling him closer before they traveled to his shoulders. She tugged at his suit jacket, easily tearing the fabric off him, eagerly searching for his skin.

"It's so weird that you are no longer like ice," she said, her voice filled with desire. "I can't wait to feel your skin."

His shirt was soon in equal distress as she shredded the garment easily, groaning as she finally gained direct access to his body.

"I am still icy, my love. It is you who is now as cold as me," he countered softly, releasing a hiss as she kissed the center of his chest greedily, moaning into his skin. Aro's head fell back as she tasted him for the first time. He longed to kiss every inch of her as well. Another time.

The young vampire seemed to lose control as she pushed Aro backwards until he hit the bed, making him recline on the soft mattress. He could have resisted her force easily enough, but for some mysterious reason he could not find it in him to stop her right now.

She literally tore his trousers off, leaving him naked before her. Her lips traveled every expanse of his skin, making him shudder and groan. He longed to shift them around, to explore her as well, to fill her body until he was all she could feel. Yet a tiny part of his brain knew this was not the time. He would have her soon enough.

He gave a hoarse cry as he suddenly felt her take his cock in her mouth, giving a greedy pull that made him lurch sharply. She nearly extracted his essence from him then and there, her eagerness setting him aflame with a desperate aching need for more.

"Isabella!" He groaned as she took him in all the way, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat. He fisted the sheets beneath him, nearly clawing them to shreds as his body seemed to soar. Groaning huskily as she swallowed around him, it was impossible for him to hold back. His climax exploded from him with such force that he cried out her name again. She drained him hungrily, swallowing everything before resuming her efforts to extract more from him.

Aro was too speechless to do anything but allow her to take control. He felt afloat as he lay there, watching her take his cock in her mouth repeatedly. If this indeed worked, the implications were unfathomable. Unable to concentrate on that path of thought any longer, he gave a vicious shudder as she once again made him climax with absurd ease. She kept at it, making him bury his fingers in her long hair as it tickled his lower abdomen and thighs.

"I have never had quite so pleasant an experiment," he hissed, chuckling softly as she seemed to become more eager for him to come once again.

She moaned around his length, and then began to fondle his testicles.

"Merda!" He ground out, instinctively grabbing her head before realizing what he had done. His orgasm tore through him with the force of a tsunami, wave upon wave crashing over him until he was left panting, spread eagled on the bed.

The young woman gave a last lingering kiss on his frenulum before crawling up his body, smirking as she placed a gentle kiss at the corner of his mouth.

Growling, he quickly reversed their position, finally having her pinned beneath him. "I long to take you, my dear. I ache to be inside of you." He kissed her hotly, finding her throat with his lips. "I am curious though, did it help?"

She seemed to examine herself for a moment. "No." She smirked. "Worth a shot. Or three," she added, grinning.

Aro chuckled darkly. "Indeed, my love." He kissed her deeply for a long moment before effortlessly flipping her over onto her back. Knowing that this was hardly the time, Aro had no intentions of stopping what they were doing. He needed her desperately despite his recent releases. He spread her legs, tearing the flimsy dress off her body, eagerly gaining access to her skin.

She gave a muffled cry as he found his target, dragging his tongue through her soft folds, tasting her as a vampire and mate. It filled him with deep and dark lust, desire, need. He dove in again and again, licking and suckling at her until she was panting and crying out his name. He tried to savour her more slowly, but the near loss of her had him almost paralyzed by his inner beast. His eagerness nearly unsettled him as he drove her to an almost excruciating precipice, making her climax forcefully against his lips. Her body was still quivering as Aro aligned himself with her heat. He kissed her fiercely, chanting her name in a low growl as he penetrated her slowly, filling her to the hilt. Her head snapped back as he claimed her, a hoarse cry surfacing through her teeth. He wasn't able to hold back any longer, and holding her close he began the most ancient dance between lovers.

The sensation of her body inside and out was almost too much for him, the rhythm of their lovemaking reflecting their almost permanent separation. They kissed and squeezed, nibbled and moaned, him thrusting deeply, intimately, her receiving him lovingly. His pelvic bone crashed against her clit repeatedly, and with every thrust she seemed to be wound tighter and tighter around him, the trigger within her ready to release at any moment. He urged her on, beginning a series of powerful thrusts that made her grunt viscerally. She came undone beneath him, holding onto him for dear life as she whimpered softly into his chest.

"Again, my love," he growled hotly, already feeling her tighten around his cock. "Cole for your king, my sweet."

A piercing whimper escaped her as she obeyed, shuddering against him, helpless to suppress the delicious waves coursing through her body.

Murmuring approvingly, Aro took her hands, placing them above her head. He straddled her thighs eagerly, and even before he delivered that first thrust, the young woman was groaning as she realised what was about to happen.

"Oh god," she moaned as he began to move within her. "Oh fuck, oh shit!"

"Language, my sweet," he crooned with a chuckle, pinning her in place.

"Oooooh..!" Was all she managed as she climaxed suddenly and violently, her snug heat clamping down hard around him.

"Oh, that does feel good." He began to thrust harder, practically bouncing off her as he pushed deeply within her. The bed protested loudly as he began to let loose. It took him no effort to make her orgasm again and then again as he was more or less pounding her into the mattress. She was unable to utter a single word, her body surrendering to the inevitable. The peak hit her hard and she wriggled beneath him, seemingly trying to get free.

"Tired already, mi amore?" He laughed softly, not letting her go. Instead he pushed her towards that tantalising edge, feeling her squeeze him to the brink as well. Her walls exploded into a series of delicious tremors, and he was no longer able to hold back. He climaxed deeply within her, her name spilling from his lips again and again, as he groaned and moved sensuously on top of her. After a while they slumped, simply breathing in the scent of each other, their lips meeting lovingly.

"That was amazing," she finally whispered, smiling lazily up at him.

"Hmmm, Indeed it was. I wish it had lasted longer, but I am afraid that we have run out of time."

The young woman seemed to understand, nodding as he spoke. Smiling wolfishly down at her, he released her and pulled her up from the bed. "Come, let us find you something to eat. And then we really should tend to your father."

Apologies for the short chapter. I hope a little smut might inflame my muse to get writing. Hopefully it works.

-Pancakes