Hey guys!
Thank you so much for the reviews on the last chapter. They feed me, myself and my muse!
So sorry for the wait on this. I have been working nonstop since the last chapter came out, and today is my first and only day off this week. Last night, when I got off duty, I wrote until I finally fell unconscious. But I'm having a hard time getting it together just right, so I'm sitting here writing this while drinking a couple of Danish beers that tastes like rubber gloves – don't judge me too harshly, I got them from an old neighbour after helping her with some tech stuff. It's free.
I also got four pears, but I don't fancy those at the moment. Actually, the pears were for my husband, I think. She didn't want him to go without something while I have my beers. It's sweet, really. I digress, what I am trying to say is that, I hope the beers will help my imagination a little. Anyways, on to the chapter! Hope you enjoy my struggles!
Discalimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga.
Sorry for any mistakes, I will go through it once I feel up to it.
Also, rated mature for lots of lemons at the end of the chapter. And some strong language.
Bella's POV.
I awoke with a start. Sitting up slowly, I looked around. I was in my room in bed - alone. Aro must have slipped out, while I was sleeping. What was the time? Sighing deeply, I began to slide to the edge of the bed, wincing as my muscles gave a loud protest at the movement. I gasped softly, almost chuckling as the last moments before I passed out, came flooding back into my mind. My cheeks and nether regions heated at the thought of our last shared moment. I had never experienced anything like it.
I slowly slipped out of bed, and walked to the sitting area, where a small clock stood on the corner table. It was almost 3 PM. I had slept for more than an hour. Frowning slightly, I began to dress, finding a pair of jeans, and a red turtleneck blouse. Pacing my room, a little, I wondered where Aro was.
"Aro?" I asked softly, turning hopefully to the door, hoping he would show up. Nothing happened. Almost growling with frustration, I knew there was nothing I could do at the moment. I couldn't leave my room, as that could prove dangerous. I decided to try to read one of Caius' books and had just picked it up off the table, when a soft knock sounded at my door. I hesitated, not knowing what to do. No one had knocked on my door, least of all Aro. Walking slowly, I finally opened it a crack and peaked out.
"Bella, may I come in?"
My brain had frozen with shock. Of all the people that could be standing in front of my door, this was the last I expected.
"Edward," I said, my voice doing nothing to hide my state of mind.
Aro's POV.
Carlisle frowned slightly, as I showed him the small room, filled with pictures of him, his family, Bella, and Victoria.
"I confess that I have been watching you," I said slowly, gesturing needlessly around the room.
"Yes, that much is obvious," he said softly, smiling slightly.
"But I can understand why you did so. Victoria. You realized that she has had an unusual interest in us, in Bella to be more exact. You have been tracking her movements for a while."
It wasn't a question.
"Yes," I said softly. "We hoped that she would eventually come out into the open, so we could get her. But it never happened. She is far too cunning, and all this time, she has been wasting our time, running us around in circles."
"Yes, she is good at that. We have been trying to find her for some time too. Though not as long as you have, obviously." Carlisle turned to me, eyes questioning.
"Why are you showing me this?"
I walked over to the wall which were covered in the pictures of his family, and Isabella. My fingers lightly touched her picture.
"This situation has been complicated significantly, by Isabella's presence in my life. Your words, earlier, that this... mating call had a purpose, it made me think. What if Victoria was the purpose? She wants Isabella desperately, and the Volturi wants Victoria. What if it is connected somehow? Could that be why we are so drawn together? That Isabella can lure Victoria, and I can protect Isabella?"
Carlisle was silent for a moment, pondering.
"Well, it could be." He did not sound convinced. "We won't know for sure though. Not until..."
"...Until Victoria is taken out of the question." I said, my gaze on a picture of the redhead.
"Exactly," Carlisle finished.
I turned towards him. "This is infuriating," I said. "You realise the position this puts me in? If I cannot stand to be away from Isabella for a mere few hours, then I cannot exactly do my job. I am the leader of the Volturi, and I cannot just...-" I halted, my arm raised into thin air.
I stared at Carlisle. "There has to be a solution to this, Carlisle."
Carlisle was shaking his head slightly, then he froze, listening. I had heard it too. The soul I didn't have was pierced with the sound. Isabella was screaming.
Aro's POV.
Both Carlisle and I rushed to her room which was across the castle. The door was closed, and I pushed it open, flashing inside. The scene before me was chaotic. Edward was standing way too close to Isabella, and she was screaming her head off. Not with fear, as it turned out. She was pissed.
"YOU FUCKING COWARD, EDWARD, YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO JUDGE ANYONE! YOU RAN AWAY, NOT FACING THE PROBLEM AND-"
I winced slightly as she continued her screaming tirade against the man standing in front of her. I use the term 'man' broadly here. Edward seemed more like a boy at this point.
"-OW YOU WANT TO TALK?! HOW DARE YOU COME INTO MY ROOM AND PESTER ME WITH YOUR RIDICULOUS ACCUSATIONS! WHY DON'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?!" Edward had a confused expression on his face.
"Bella, can't you see that he is using you. You are nothing but a toy to him. I can't believe that he charmed you so effectively. You always were so naïve..-"
"Edward," Carlisle said softly.
He was standing behind me in the doorway, having a slightly pained expression on his face, his hand on my shoulder, gripping me.
Edward turned to see his father. And me. I was glowering at him, doing nothing to hide my thoughts from him.
I suddenly heard my two brothers, and turned to see them stand in the hallway beyond Carlisle, a few guards with them. I held up a hand to stop them doing anything. I rounded on Edward.
"That will do, young mister Cullen. I believe Isabella has tired of your presence. If you would please leave." I said sharply.
Silence blossomed in the wake of Isabella's screaming. She was looking at me, clearly grateful for the interruption. I flashed to her side.
"Are you alright, my dear?" I asked her gently. She nodded, glaring daggers at Edward.
Edward gave a small scoff. "My dear?" he said, almost tauntingly.
"She is not your dear. She never will be. You don't know her, do you? She is nothing to you." He said, not even trying to hide his disgust.
I took a step forward, my vision suddenly red. In my mind's eye I showed him just how intimately I knew her - Not letting in too many details. Edward's face showed nothing but unbridled shock.
Carlisle was suddenly in front of me, blocking my way.
"Aro, please, he is upset, not thinking rationally.
I stopped myself. It would not do to hurt Carlisle's golden boy.
"Carlisle, will you please escort Edward out of this room? You can go to the library. I will join you shortly." Carlisle nodded, quickly pushing Edward out, marching behind him.
I waved dismissively at the my brothers, and they left, taking the guards with them. The door closed.
Isabella and I were alone in the room. She seemed to be deep in thought.
"Are you sure you are alright?" I asked her, placing a hand on her cheek.
"Yes." She said softly.
"Actually, I don't know. Edward said some things… You know what... It doesn't matter." She smiled a little.
I never wanted to read someone's mind more than I wanted to read hers at that moment. What did Edward say? Did he mention Sulpicia? I would have to get around to breaking the news soon then, so she did not get completely blindsided. It was not as if it would make a difference. I had been a fool back then.
I would have to not make that mistake with Isabella. She was an individual agent. She would go crazy if I kept her locked up. Just these last days had been evidence of that. Maybe I could do something about that.
I realised I had been quiet for a while.
"I apologize for this. I know you must be shocked to see them here. I meant to warn you, that they may come here. I just did not know they would be here so soon and pretty much unannounced. You were asleep when they arrived, and if I wakened you, they would hear us together. I thought it best to let them know gently. I did not foresee that Edward would seek you out while I was indisposed trying to explain the situation to Carlisle." I was babbling.
"Aro, it's fine. Edward wouldn't hurt me. Not in that way at least. He just wouldn't stop talking, and saying all these crazy things about you, trying to convince me that you are the bad guy, and that he is the one trying to protect me. He never was good at listening to me, always being patronising towards me, knowing what's best for me. I'm actually shocked that I didn't see it before." She mused with a small smile at her own silliness.
I stood silently at her side for a moment before finally asking. I needed to know.
"How does he think I am the bad guy? What have I done to him? I have only ever invited him to join the Volturi, but as he declined, I respected his wishes. I am not sure how that makes me the bad guy."
"I'm not sure, actually. I think he believes you are keeping me against my will. That I'm imprisoned. He said something about another woman getting the same deal, before she escaped. Spulicante- something. I can't remember."
"Sulpicia," I scoffed softly. Edward certainly has not been wasting time. She looked at me, almost shocked, eyes questioning. My dead heart sank in my chest. This day just kept getting better and better. I would have to give Edward a talking to. He was meddling in things he knew nothing of.
I sighed deeply, taking her hand gently and pulling her to the sofa where we sat down, side by side. I looked at her, gathering my thoughts.
"This may come as a shock, Isabella, but please try to listen to me before you react. I will be completely honest with you and answer any questions you may have. This is important information, that you need to know. Just remember, that it was not something I have tried to be keeping from you, it was just a matter of timing."
She just looked at me, weary of what might come next.
"Sulpicia is my wife." I said. I felt her body stiffen instinctively. She leaned back, taking her hand out of mine.
"Please, Isabella, listen to me. Sulpicia is my wife, yes, but we are more like roommates than anything. She is my friend, nothing more. And it has been like so for a long time. She did not escape, she never left, actually, not permanently. It was my foolishness that created this situation. You see, after what happened to Marcus' mate, I soon grew worried that something might happen to my wife. So, I got her to stay in the tower, heavily guarded.
I had been trying to keep her safe. She was not a prisoner, but I realised that I had been keeping her too safe for her own good. She soon grew discontent and started to resist me. The love we had once shared had died, and we just lived our separate lives. She sought out her pleasure elsewhere. We had been meaning to get that divorce, but it never seemed to be a priority. Vampires are not exactly busy. Before you know it, another 100 years has passed.
But please believe me Isabella, we are not lovers, and have not been for a few thousand years." My voice was urgent, desperate for her to understand. I leaned forward, laying a hand on hers, to establish some form of contact.
A long and very pregnant silence filled the room. She was staring into space, lost in her own world, and despite me touching her hand gently again, I could never be a part of it. I never felt so isolated as I did in that moment.
She took a deep shaking breath.
"Well, I should've figured. A handsome guy like you - it would of course be impossible that you be single for so long. Just thinking of my own reaction to your presence the first time we met. I understand, Aro," She was biting her lips, her eyes looking into mine.
I felt like she was trying to reassure me. I almost felt my heart start beating again. I grabbed her, and pulled her into my lap, her legs stretching out beside me. She looked into my eyes, hers deep with an unknown feeling I could not recognise.
"I love you."
She had whispered the words, as though they were a secret. Not to be ashamed of, but to be kept between us. She blushed and looked away.
I was shocked.
I placed my fingers gently on her chin, turning her face towards me again, our lips inches apart. I breathed her in, my chest whirling with this new emotion between us.
"And I love you, my dear,"
My thumb tucked on her chin, and her lips parted slightly. I pulled her mouth towards mine. We kissed deeply for a long moment, my one hand on her neck, feeling her pulse, the other around her waist, my relief and joy evident in the desperate way my lips devoured hers. Finally, she placed a hand on my chest, pushing gently. I pulled back looking at her. She was breathless.
"Oxygen," she explained, taking a few gulps of air. I could not help myself; I chuckled deeply.
"I am sorry, tesoro."
She was shaking her head softly.
"No need for that. I was enjoying it too much too, but my human body has its limits." She was smiling, almost laughing. I realised that my body was nearly humming with relief. How desperate I had become of her approval. I seemed to be doing everything in my power to try to not hurt her. I never thought I was capable of such a thing. This woman in my lap, had changed me more in a week, than I had been in almost 3000 years. The realisation baffled me. Perhaps Victoria was not the reason for our joining. Not the only reason, at least. I was the oldest, but Isabella was the teacher.
Isabella broke my musings.
"You should go to the library. They'll be waiting for you." She removed herself from my lap, and took my hand, pulling me up. Well, I let her, she would not stand a chance should she try it on her own.
I nodded slowly.
"You should come too. This is something we should do together."
We walked to the library, hand in hand. As we pushed the doors open, her hand briefly clenched mine, as if seeking reassurance.
Edward saw us first, and he stiffened, seeing our joined hands. I could tell he had hoped to be sabotaging whatever it was that we had going on between us. Disappointment washed over his features when he realised that he had failed. My dead heart soared.
"Bella," It was Alice. "How are you?" She seemed to know exactly what was going on. I should not have been surprised. Of course, she knew. Edward's head spun towards the young woman, as he clearly saw something. Isabella never got to answer the question, as Edward was approaching me, murder in his eyes.
"You!" He said, I was fairly sure he was trying to sound menacing. I did not move a muscle. Felix was between us in a flash, a hand on Edward's shoulder, pushing him back. I could not help but raise Isabella's hand to my lips, briefly kissing them, looking into Edward's eyes at the same time.
"I'm fine, Alice. They have been treating me well, nothing has happened to me," she sounded a little nervous, clearly trying to defuse the tension. I met Carlisle's eyes, and gave him a nod. He understood my intentions. Walking slowly to Edward's side, he began to talk.
"We have a situation."
"Yeah, no shit," Edward spat.
"Language, young Mr. Cullen." I growled sternly.
He ignored me. "Aro has been keeping Bella here for long enough. She needs to go home; she is not well here. He has her mind in some sort of control." He was raging, gesturing wildly as he spoke.
"It isn't that simple Edward," Carlisle was saying.
Isabella stepped forward anger edged into her face. "How do you propose that Aro is controlling me, Edward, when he can't even read my mind? I'm shielding his powers. Even you're powerless against me. Do you really think that he could influence me in any way? Aro has no wish to do so in any case, you are projecting, Edward. It isn't Aro, who is trying to control me. It's you."
Silence rang out around the room. I thought I saw a brief smirk on Alice's features, before she adjusted them accordingly. My chest swelled faster than a submerged cork could rise to the surface. I was so proud. And it was satisfying to see that it wasn't just me she was defiant of. I nearly chuckled. My Isabella.
Edward's eyes were slits as he focused on me, clearly not listening to a word she was saying, honing in on my thoughts.
"No! She is not yours!" he shouted.
"But she is." It was Alice who had spoken. She was speaking in a whisper. She looked at me, comprehension dawning on her face.
"She's your mate." She stated. Edward froze, clearly not believing his ears.
"Yes," I said into the silent room.
Everyone was suddenly staring at Isabella.
Bella's POV.
I could feel my cheeks flushing as all the attention was on me. Even Felix was looking at me in awe. Huh, not so much of a wall as I had thought.
I looked at Carlisle, seeing it in his eyes. He understood. Alice too. Esme had been keeping silent all this time. I searched her face. She seemed to gather herself, nodding briefly, smiling reassuringly at me. She understood too. I could see it wasn't easy for her, but at least she wasn't in full denial, as Edward seemed to be.
"But that's impossible!" Edward said angrily.
"It is not," Aro said.
"A human and a vampire can't be mated, it has never even happened before. Not like that!" Edward was fuming.
"Well, it certainly has now," Aro stated briskly.
Edward turned towards me.
"Tell me it isn't true, Bella, you do not mean it. How can you even think of staying with this monster?"
My face clouded, and I began stalking towards Edward. "No!" I shouted angrily.
"Aro is not a monster. Neither of you are. Edward, you have to come to terms with this. You can't keep hating what you are! At least stop taking it out on me. It is what it is. I'm staying here. Why don't you trust me on this? If any trust should be absent between us, it should be mine. You left me, remember? I tried to stop you. Now I see that we were never meant to be together. Not like that anyway. I thought it was love what we had, but now I realise I was only infatuated with you being a vampire. I do, however, love Aro. You just need to accept that."
I finished my monologue, feeling a little breathless. Aro came to my side, his arm coming around my waist. I leaned against his cold frame, finding support.
Edward was shaking his head. He turned his back on me and stalked out of the room. Carlisle sighed, shaking his head slightly.
"He'll come around. We need to accept what is. Bella is Aro's mate. There's usually a good reason for this phenomenon. Aro has a suspicion."
Aro's POV
He turned to me, gesturing for me to continue.
"Yes. As you already know, Isabella has a remarkable power to block many psychic powers. Now, I have been tracking the movements of a certain redhead - Victoria. Her talent is to know whenever danger is coming her way. That is why she has been so successful at eluding the Volturi. But her power may very well be blocked by Isabella. I have a feeling that we could use this. The downside is that we have to keep Isabella a human until Victoria comes for her."
I gave Isabella a reassuring squeeze, to let her know that I would let no harm come to her. She didn't seem too fazed.
"Funny," she said. "I had the exact same kinda thoughts."
"You did?" I looked at her, surprised. I hated that feeling. She was the only one in this world who could throw me for a loop.
"Yes. It was the only logical solution I could come up with. She is burning to kill me; it would make sense to use me as bait." She shrugged, tugging her hair behind her ear. Silence filled the room. I gathered the others were shocked at her cavalier way of talking about this. They weren't wrong. Getting to Victoria was no mean feat.
Esme took a hesitant step forward.
"If this is the calling that made you mates, then it is going to take a long time to resolve, to keep Bella safe, and get rid of Victoria for good. We need to work together," She said eyes darting from each of us in turn.
Carlisle nodded slowly, crossing his arms in front of his chest, taking a deep breath. "This is going to be a challenge. Where do we try to confront her? She knows she is being watched by Alice, so she will do her best to keep her decisions spontaneous. If she finds out that Bella is with the Volturi, she may go into hiding permanently. I don't think she will try anything soon if I'm being honest."
"I agree," Aro said in a clear voice. "We must think on this and try to come up with different scenarios to try and keep Victoria in the dark. She is exceptionally good at self-preservation, so it will be exceedingly difficult to fool her. In the meantime, you and your family are welcome to stay here, until we find a solution to the situation."
Carlisle smiled briefly.
"Thank you," he said, but I think it best if we get to a hotel, to avoid any further tensions. I will see if I can find Edward and take him with me."
Aro's POV.
The meeting continued with a lot of boring chatter going around. Carlisle also wanted to plan his way out of this. I could not see the point. Victoria would see it coming miles away. We just had to let time work its magic. Finally, after another hour, I managed to extract Isabella from the others as they finally left to find a swanky hotel, where they could stay. It was difficult, as they were all over her, wanting to know what she had been up too. I did not see a point in them knowing the details, as they might not take too kindly to our activities, mates or not.
Finally closing the door to my own chambers, I leaned against it, almost sighing with relief. Silence, at long last. Isabella stood before me. She giggled.
"What is it?" I asked her, trying to sound as though this was irritating me thoroughly.
"Are you tired?" She asked, teasing me.
"No," I said scoffing at the idea. "Preposterous."
"Good," she said pulling me by the belt into the room. Again, I let her do this.
"What are you doing?" I asked, a little apprehensive. She clearly had some sort of plan.
"Do you trust me?" She asked.
"What on earth are you talking about?" I asked her, my voice a little higher than usual.
She paused briefly, a little hesitant now.
"It's just, all this time, you have had this power over me. I want to feel what it feels like if the tables were turned."
I stood staring at her, probably the only time a bewildered expression would ever cross my face.
"What?" I said blankly.
"Would you let me have the power, to take control? It will be some time before I will be a vampire, and I want to feel it now."
I growled softly, as I understood what she was asking of me.
"It is not so easy for a vampire to let a human take control." I said, my voice gruff.
"I know," she said simply.
I stood before her, looking down into her soft eyes. She was not speaking. Just looking up at me defiance edged on her face. Waiting to see what I would do.
After a few moments, I decided to humour her. I began taking off my suit jacket. She barely concealed her shock, clearly not expecting my actions.
Smiling slightly, I hung my jacket on a chair, starting to remove my shirt as well. Finally standing bare chested and silent in front of her, I waited for her next action. She stepped closer, her hot lips descending in the middle of my chest, placing open mouthed kisses onto my cold skin. My arms came around her waist, pulling her against me, my need letting itself known to her. She was enthralled, nuzzling the hairs on my chest, fingers gripping my ribs. We were both breathing deeply within moments.
Isabella took my hands and pulled me over to the bed. She dithered for a short while, but finally coming to a decision, she piled the pillows against the headboard, indicating for me to sit with my back against them. I complied.
She left the room and walked into my walk-in closet. I heard her shuffling around for a bit. A small crash sounded, and I heard her use a few choice words.
"This is ridiculous," I heard her say, voice muffled slightly.
"Is everything okay?" I asked, managing to keep my chuckle silent.
She finally emerged looking slightly rumpled, carrying a couple of my neckties. She did not answer but climbed into bed with me. Resting a hand flat on my chest, she balanced herself, before starting to tie my hands to the headboard. I watched her intently as she worked, her cheeks heated with the intensity of my gaze. Finally, she leaned back, checking her handywork.
"You know," I said in a deep voice "I could easily escape these." I noted the shiver running through her. It was delicious and I wanted to take her. Another time.
"I know." She said, almost breathless.
"But you won't do that, because you don't want to disappoint me."
"Hmmm... That is true."
Her eyes lingered on my lips, a shaky breath escaping her. She leaned forward, her lips meeting mine in a sweet and gentle kiss. I opened my mouth, letting her explore me. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated on the task. She placed both her hands flat on my chest, leaning completely on me, taking my lips in a heated kiss, her tongue dancing uncertainly against mine. After a while she broke the kiss, clearly needing oxygen. Again. I breathed deeply too, but for different reasons. I could smell her need. I felt my own need within me. I knew my eyes were dark. How easy it would be, to break free. No, down boy.
She sat on her knees, hands still on my chest, lips inches from mine. I growled softly, my eyes boring into her, my teeth bared. Her eyes fell to my chest, her fingers roaming my skin. Caressing my ribs, my stomach. She looked up at me, feeling my burning gaze, hesitating, not knowing what to do next.
I gave her a subtle hint, rolling my hips gently. She glanced at my still clothed private area, clearly not ready for that particular step. Instead she climbed off the bed and started to undress. Seeing her skin revealed like that, sent my body into hunting mode. I had to do my best to not just take her there, on the floor, her jeans still around her ankles. Once naked, she stood with her back to me. Her shoulders rose sharply, and then she turned towards me, seeming to have gathered the courage. Finally, she crawled onto the bed again. I was nearly growling with need, my hands gripping the ties around my wrists, reminding myself to keep in control. I closed my eyes, swallowing harshly. I felt her hands at my belt, heard the buckle clinking as she opened it. She opened my trousers too and began pulling them down. A sharp breath escaped her. I lifted myself off the bed to help her. I felt the clothes fall to the ground.
I opened my eyes sharply, watching her. She sat, looking at me. Taking in everything at once. Her hands began caressing my thighs, fingers sliding upwards. I felt like an animal. This might be more than I could handle, breathing deeply for control, gathering myself.
Suddenly her hands were gripping me, squeezing around me. She was trying to feel me again, my hips lurching forward at the feeling. She glanced at my face and seemed to balk at my expression. Maybe she seemed to realise that this was fairly hard on me, because she let go.
"No," I whispered gruffly, "Don't stop, please." My words seemed to give her heart. She finally had me begging.
"I don't know what to do next," She said softly. I tried to get it together, focusing.
"Well, you could straddle me," I said. She looked at me, biting her lips.
"No, I want to try something first." With that she leaned forward slowly until her gaze was level with my member. I suddenly knew what she was going to do.
"No," I managed shortly. Too late. Her lips had me encapsulated in their moist warmth. I threw my head back at the feeling, a sharp growl escaping me. She explored me tentatively at first, but she soon became braver, pulling the skin down gently with her fingers, slowly working her tongue across the tip, apparently enjoying what my body did in response. She sucked making a vacuum, making me hiss, as I felt the need bubble to the surface.
"Isabella," I managed, licking my lips as her other hand came around and gripped the base. Another growl escaped me, and she hummed in delight.
"Merda! Do not do that," I hissed, shifting my hips sharply into her mouth. Our eyes met, as she still had me between her lips. She hummed again, and my vision darkened considerably. I gripped the bedframe to steady my mind. It creeked ominously.
"Careful," I growled. "You may have taken a bigger bite than you can chew, young one."
Her heartrate rose considerably, and her breath caught in her chest. Pupils dilated, and I could taste her on the air. Hmmm… She liked the thought of that. Give it time, she may very well get what her body wished. Steeling myself, I gave her the power. For now.
She finally let go of me, resurfacing slightly breathless. My gaze was nearly burning her skin. She straddled me on her knees, and placing her hands on my chest again, leaned forward to kiss me. I kissed her ardently, making her heart race with the need for air. I focused my attention elsewhere while she caught her breath, her breasts almost right in front of me. My lips and tongue journeyed from one to the other, and she moaned her hips bucking slightly. The movement placed me at her entrance, perfect for me to just shift slightly and I would be in. It took everything in me to not do it. She looked at me, her lids heavy with need. Her hand shot down, and steadying herself, she sank down slowly onto me. I was fascinated at her expressions. It almost looked like it was causing her pain.
"Does it hurt?" I asked softly as she panted, forehead resting against mine.
"Not exactly no," She pushed her hair out of the way, as she settled into place. "Well, it's a different kind of pain. Not hurting exactly. Longing, I think. I suddenly feel fulfilled if that makes sense."
I nodded, grabbing her bottom lip between my own, sucking it gently. Her hips rolled instinctively at the feeling, and we both groaned.
"Yes," she whispered heatedly, doing the same movement again, her hands coming up to grab me around the neck. She continued, her moves erratic, as I could feel her nearing her peak, her insides tensing around me. She certainly was eager.
"You should try placing you feet flat on the bed," I suggested. She halted. I waited, just as eager for my turn. She did as I said and gasped as I was suddenly very deep within her. Using my neck for leverage, she pulled herself up, and sank back down, moaning at the friction within. Her scent was in my nose, and I licked her throat, gently scraping my teeth on her skin as she laboured against me. She threw her head back, as she suddenly exploded around me, her insides pulsing in pure joy, she ground against me, moaning fiercely.
Finally, she sank against my chest, whimpering slightly as I rolled my hips up into her once. She was gasping for air, trying to get back control. I was free from my bonds in no time and had her pinned beneath me in seconds.
"Too late, my dear," I growled into her ear, as I pushed between her legs, sinking into her heat swiftly, giving a deep grunt in satisfaction. Gripping her shoulders, I rolled my hips into her as I kissed her deeply. She seemed to be delirious as I thrust into her again and again, making her orgasm with no effort. I lifted her knees up, so I could penetrate deeply, still feeling her fluttering walls around me. "Ah!" The cry escaped her as her arms flew out to the sides, clutching at the sheets, her head thrown back, eyes wide. Smirking slightly, I fucked her swiftly, keeping her in place effortlessly. It seemed to almost be too much for her, her head was tilting from one side to the other and back, her bottom lip between her teeth, brows furrowed. She drew blood, and the tang hang in the air. My vision darkened suddenly, as I bent down to capture her bleeding lip between mine, savouring her taste. I suckled gently, placing a hand on her throat, feeling her pulse as it raced through her. Was she afraid that I would lose control? Well. I already had, just not in the way she thought. Pulling her up, I placed her on her hands and knees, easily thrusting back into her body again, I gripped her hip tightly, placing a hand on her clit, rubbing gently, as I took her from behind, my teeth scraping her shoulder as I bent over her. Her forearms gave way, and her face crashed into the duvet, scream muffled, as her back curled in on itself, her orgasm ripping through her within moments. Her walls were gripping me fiercely, and my hips jerked sharply at the feeling and I leaned on my forearms, as I pounded sharply into her making her whole body fall to the mattress. I felt my own release wash over me, pumping into her a few more times. I held her there for a moment, finding steady ground again, as she was panting sharply. Then I fell besides her on the bed, resting on my elbow, looking at her heated body, as it slowly came down to earth. She rolled onto her back.
"Sorry, my dear," I said, "I could not help myself."
She laughed, still panting heavily as her hand shot up to her forehead.
"Oh, I may forgive you," she said, giggling slightly.
I pulled her against me, kissing her forehead gently.
"Thank you," I said, nuzzling her throat.
We lay there for a while, listening to the silent room.
"I am so happy they went for the hotel." She suddenly blurted. "I don't think I would be able to face them, if I knew they could hear us."
I looked at her, frowning slightly. "Well, sex is a natural thing, especially among vampires. We are pretty basic, food and sex are almost equal needs, as you may have realised, with the way I have been dealing with you."
"Hmmm, yes I suppose you have a point. I never knew vampires were so randy," she giggled, and it soon became a full blown laughter.
"We don't have the boundaries that humans do. Or the inhibitions. We just tune it out, when we hear others getting kinky, which is a lot more often than you think. That's the way it goes when you can suddenly hear everything for miles. You learn to focus your mind on other things."
Isabella was almost convulsing with laughter, and her face became red, tears streaming.
"Thank you, Aro," she finally managed weakly, "I needed a good laugh."
I did not get why it was so funny, and my face just sent her into another fit, wheezing. I nearly became concerned for her sanity.
"You and the twins will get right along. They too find the weirdest things funny." I said dryly.
She finally got it together, breathing rather deeply, she tried to collect herself. "Will I be meeting them soon? I haven't met anyone but Caius, Marcus and Felix. I need a little company." She said urgently.
"I know, my dear. I think we will be able to give you that shortly, especially with the Cullen's around. I have a feeling, I will barely be able to get you on my own from now on." I had a slight edge to my voice, and she must have noticed. She lifted her head, and using her arms around my neck, pulled me down for a kiss. I rolled on top of her, kissing her deeply, savouring the feel of her warm body against mine.
Breaking the kiss, she said in a rather breathless voice; "I don't think I will ever get enough of you, Aro. The world suddenly stands still when I have your attention." I nearly wanted to give her more than my attention, but I knew that her human body already had had its fill on that account. I had made her pass out once. A third round of sex may very well have killed her.
I pushed up from the bed, and in a flash, I was in the bathroom, making hot water spill into the tub. Flitting back to the bed, I collected her in my arms.
"Come tesoro, we need a bath, before meeting any of the others," and with that I carried her out of the bedroom, into the steaming bathroom.
Aaaand chapter six is now done. Whew! I nearly felt my brain bleed as I tried to get this done. I hope it is satisfactory enough. Please let me know of your thoughts. How do you like the Cullen's working along side the Volturi? It should create some nice tension, don't you think? We shall see!
I'll have to ask for your patience on the next chapter, as I will be working for the next week, and also might be having guests from abroad. So my time writing will be limited. I will try to squeeze in a session here and there, though.
Thanks for understanding.
-Pancakes