Warning: This chapter is rated MA 18+ and contains sexual activity between two consenting adults. If you're not comfortable with this, feel free to skip to the next chapter, but hey, you do you.
Renata flung the door to the library open and dashed over to one of the shelves near the back to look for me. "Eli, Master Aro has—what are you doing?"
I was sat on a cushion in the middle of the main reading area in the library. Surrounding me were stacks upon stacks of books, most containing information on the history of the Volturi.
I moved the book I was holding to my growing 'read' pile. "Research. Did you know that the Volturi went to war with the Egyptian coven during 600 AD? And during the 1000s AD, there was a plague of immortal children, significantly concentrated in northern Europe?"
She sighed. "We are all made to learn the history at some point. Although, I have never seen someone crack open the Volturi history books so willingly."
"It's fascinating stuff, I truly recommend."
I flipped open another book and was instantly met with a slightly terrifying sketch of a werewolf. The contents of the book were handwritten with little notes on pieces of paper falling out of a few pages and it seemed that, according to the signature, this was a book on werewolves written by albino bunny himself.
"Oh, you found the book on werewolves. Caius is terrified of those creatures," she leaned over my shoulder.
Surely enough, the book was titled 'storia dei figli della luna', from which I was able to pick out something about history and something about the moon.
"I mean, I don't blame him. I would be too," I scoffed and shivered a little at the haunting detail on the diagram, "but why?"
"Um…I'm sure he'll tell you himself some day," she shrugged, "but for now, Master Aro has requested to see you in his quarters."
"What's with you lot and keeping secrets?" I asked myself out loud. "First it's the east quarters, and then it's the werewolves."
With that, I dashed out of the room again at full speed, leaving all of the books I'd pulled from the shelves on the floor. I heard Renata sigh behind me.
"I guess I'll clean this up myself," her muffled voice echoed.
Once I arrived to the kings' wing, I could hear the faint sound of a piano being played in the distance. As I got closer to Aro's quarters, the sound became gradually louder. Sure, I wasn't that into classical music, but I was able to identify the piece as Chopin.
The door was already slightly ajar so I didn't even have to open it and risk interrupting his playing. As I expected, he was sat at his grand piano in the corner of his bedroom as his fingers gracefully skimmed over the keys.
Not wanting to distract him too much, for some reason I decided to drape my arms over his shoulders from behind and bury my face in his soft black hair. Damn it was soft. He began purring lightly as he continued playing.
"Hello, cara mia," he greeted softly.
I sat down to the left of him on the black piano stool with my head resting on his shoulder. Despite having lost his concentration, his playing was still incredible regardless.
"I heard you play the piano, but I didn't expect you to be this good."
He chuckled. "I am full of surprises."
As his hands glided across the keyboard, I simply closed my eyes and enjoyed the sound of the flawless music coming from the piano. He could've definitely been a concert pianist if he wanted to be.
Once the piece was over, he ended the last note quietly and turned his head slightly to kiss the top of my head. "Now, it is your turn."
"Wh-but-I don't play, Aro. I haven't taken piano lessons in years, I barely passed my grade 4 exam," I protested.
"Relax, il mio amore, just try. I promise I will not openly judge," he assured.
I scoffed. "Sure, not openly," I muttered.
With a deep breath, I adjusted myself a little on the stool and began playing one of few pieces I knew: DK Summit from Mario Kart. It took him a moment to recognise it at first, but I heard him laugh quietly beside me when he did. In fairness, I didn't play it badly; if anything, I did way better than I initially expected to.
I played the final chord by slamming my fingers down on the keys and bowed dramatically. He humorously applauded me and my strange choice of piece compared to his.
"Ah, one of my favourites from your collection," he sighed.
"As you can see, I took my piano lessons very seriously. You've seen when I played that for my entire family at Christmas because my mother insisted I play something and I panicked at the last minute," I felt embarrassed simply from the memory.
"I am sure your cousins were simply jealous that their musical abilities do not even compare to yours," he teased.
"It's not like I could've become a concert pianist by playing the entire Mario Kart soundtrack from memory," I laughed.
He tutted under his breath and brushed my cheekbone with his fingers. "You always seem to underestimate yourself, piccola, and it is rather irritating. I have lived long enough to gather a decent understanding of both humans and vampires, and I can safely say that you are so much more than you give yourself credit for."
I rolled my eyes. "If you say so."
Effortlessly, he pulled me onto his lap so that I was facing him with my legs either side. "Don't you dare roll your eyes at me, sweet Eliana. I know so."
He held my chin and guided my lips to his gently, taking his time as he entangled his fingers in my hair and the other hand snaked around my waist to hold me flush against him. He gripped my hips to ground his into mine, and my breath hitched slightly which earned a low growl. We pulled away after a few moments and I rested my forehead against his.
"I am actually in need of a shower," he murmured huskily, offering me his hand. "Care to join me?"
The moment I grinned and took his hand, he tugged me along with him as we both sprinted to his bathroom. He locked the door behind us, probably just as a precaution in case one of the other two were to gatecrash, and his lips were instantly back on mine.
I pushed his jacket and waistcoat from his shoulders and attempted to unbutton his shirt but failed which ended with a large rip dividing his shirt in two. He didn't seem bothered and quickly added it to the discarded pile of clothing. I'd been so preoccupied that I hadn't even noticed that I was already fully undressed and my t-shirt and jeans were now just shreds of fabric.
Our lips didn't part for a single moment as I successfully unbuckled his belt and his remaining items of clothing were removed in an instant. Once he'd quickly pulled off his socks, he pulled me into the shower with him and turned on the hot water. He hoisted me up with my back against the wall so that my legs were wrapped against his lean torso and he had one hand supporting my weight underneath me while he braced himself against the wall with the other.
"Shower sex is far from safe," I muttered jokingly as I analysed how much of a slip hazard this was as well as how far I was being held from the ground.
"Ah, now you are concerned about safety," he chuckled with a shake of his head.
The tip of his member was just pushing at my entrance, and he didn't waste any time to begin pushing himself in. I let out a mixture of a gasp and a squeak and gripped his wet hair harshly which earned a growl of approval.
"Yes, bellissima, good girl," he murmured encouragingly against my neck as he began to ease himself into me with each strong roll of his hips.
I moaned as he gradually pushed in deeper and deeper. "Ngh A-Aro, I—oh my-"
He muttered a string of Italian words under his breath and I managed to translate one of them as 'fuck', which couldn't have been a bad thing. With one last forceful thrust, his hips bumped against mine as he entered me fully.
My eyes, which had been squeezed shut, snapped open and we both made complete eye contact. Similar to Marcus, it felt like all time had stopped as I tightly gripped onto his shoulders and dug my nails into his skin. He rubbed his nose against mine and pressed his lips to mine briefly before continuing to slowly thrust his hips into mine and pound me into the wall.
My heels pushed into his back with each aching roll of his hips and I felt all of my muscles beginning to tighten and my toes curling. With one almost painfully harsh thrust, I cried out his name and felt the muscles below clenching around him. He growled my name animalistically as he filled his release inside me and sunk his teeth into my neck on the opposite side to Marcus.
This time, no damage was done, but I noted that the cracks on Aro's shoulders were slightly worse than I'd done before. He withdrew himself out of me slowly and carefully set me down on my feet but my legs still felt like jelly.
He chuckled contentedly and bent down to nuzzle into the new bite mark on my neck. "Ti amo, piccola."
"Fortunately, I've been brushing up on my Italian a little recently, so ti amo tanto," I murmured breathlessly as I detangled his hair slightly with my fingers.
He pressed a kiss to my shoulder before reaching over to pick up the bottle of women's shampoo on the side and squeezing a small dollop into his hand. I laughed at him and he tilted his head slightly in confusion as he began to lather it between his palms.
"I didn't realise you use women's shampoo," I teased.
He shook his head humouredly and began lathering the bubbles into my hair. "It's a personal preference," he joked.
I closed my eyes and simply enjoyed the blissful feel of him dragging his fingernails along my scalp. He used the remaining lather to gently clean the rest of my body, his hands running delicately along my skin. I giggled childishly as he ran his palms across my face which made him chuckle.
"You are still ticklish, I see," he humoured.
He moved me over a little and stood me under the running water to rinse the lather away from my body and hair, and I stood back while he didn't take nearly as long to quickly wash his own luscious locks. He didn't even use women's shampoo like I half expected him to.
"Can I ask a question?"
"I believe you just did," he laughed, rinsing out the last shampoo bubbles out of his long black hair, "but you can always ask me anything, cara mia."
"This whole biting thing at the end of each of my first…sexual encounters I guess…what's that about?" I asked.
"Santiago provided a decent explanation to you recently. I for one never saw much appeal to mating bites, but seeing that scum's marks on your skin," he growled angrily and I reached up on my toes to purr into his neck, "I would much prefer my own there."
"Do I need to bite you now?" I giggled.
"It is down to the choice of the individual," he shrugged nonchalantly, but the little glint in his eyes gave him away.
"I mean I can, if you want, I guess. Wanna bite?" I offered playfully and bared my teeth.
He pondered it for a moment. "I would not necessarily be opposed to it. But, of course, you always come first so if that is-"
I cut him off with a soft kiss. "It's okay, I'd be happy to bite your neck like a little snack."
He seemed pleased but he tried not to show it too obviously and remained visibly unfazed. I trailed kisses from his lips down his jaw and to his neck, before sinking my teeth into his smooth, marble-like flesh without providing any warning. He moaned under his breath which made the corners of my lips turn up into a grin.
Carefully, since I knew how painful they could be at times, I wiped my remaining venom away with one smooth lick which made him shiver and pressed one final kiss to the bite.
"You're welcome," I laughed.
He crashed his lips against mine and pushed me back so that I was once again with my back to the cold tiles. I was being crushed between his body and the wall, and I felt his erection pressing hard against my bare thigh. Damn, do vampires have stamina.
Without another word, I broke away from his kiss by sinking down to my knees. He seemed like he was about to ask what was wrong before he quickly caught on and a grin made its way onto his face.
I held his length in my right hand and began to rub up and down slowly. If I was still human, I definitely would've been blushing at the satisfied groan that escaped his lips. He placed his hand over mine and increased the speed and pressure a little how he preferred it before letting me take over again.
I licked my tongue along his length and placed my mouth over his head. Another much deeper groan came from him which made my stomach fill with butterflies. My tongue swirled around his tip as my head bobbed up and down. He fisted my hair in his hand and guided me to take in more of him while involuntarily thrusting into my mouth, which made me moan a little.
"Oh, you're such a good girl," he gasped out as my pace increased much to his liking.
It didn't take long before I felt him twitch in my mouth and he hit his release with a loud garbled groan of my name. I quickly swallowed down every last drop and glanced up at him sheepishly.
He pulled me up from my knees and pressed a kiss to my nose. "Ah, I love you so."
Once we'd finally climbed out of one of the longest showers I'd ever had thanks to our never-ending stamina, Aro quickly grabbed a fluffy white towel from the side and wrapped it around my shoulders.
"We should shower together more. I mean, we're saving water and the planet in the process. What's there not to like?" I giggled.
He took another towel and began to dry my hair for me. "That we are, Mother Nature thanks us."
"As long as we're having sex in the shower, climate change really isn't an issue," I added sarcastically.
He chuckled quietly and took the opportunity to wrap a towel around his middle. "How is your bite, bellissima?"
"Not bad, a little achy but it's nothing really," I shrugged as he examined it carefully. "How's yours?"
"Mine is okay. Caius and Marcus will be far from happy that you marked me and not them," he smiled smugly and pulled me into his arms with my head tucked under his chin.
I sighed. "Please don't start another little jealousy competition over this."
He gasped melodramatically. "How you could ever come to such a conclusion, cara mia. As if I would ever mentally torture my brothers in that way, how presumptuous of you."
"Thing is, I know you would," I raised an eyebrow.
"Bear in mind that it will not take them long to notice it, il mio amore," he reminded me.
"That's true. Oh well, they can suck it until it's their turn," I shrugged.
He laughed, pleased with my response, and brought his lips back to mine. "I love you, Eliana."
"I love you too, Aro."
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Author's note: Wow things get really steamy in this haha whoops. I didn't plan for the smut to be this…uh…smutty, but I'm surprisingly not hating it.
Thought I might just say here that I have some ideas circulating for a third and final story for this series. Don't want to give anything away at all just yet, but I already have tons, as in shit tons, of ideas, so consider yourselves warned hehehehehe…
On a completely off note that has no relevance whatsoever, I need to get a job. Like, need to get a job by September, but with this whole Covid thing going on, I really have no idea who would bother to hire a 16 year old girl who writes smutty fanfics in her spare time. Maybe McDonald's will hire me for their drive thru once it reopens or something aha.
Anyway, thank you so much for reading, be sure to leave some feedback because your comments give me life ha, stay safe, and ily lots!