When I awoke, I was back in my room under the covers. I yawned and did my cat stretches. I really hoped that what happened with Marcus was just a bad dream or hallucination.
"She's awake," I heard a female voice say on the other side of my door.
"About time. She's been out for hours," another female voice scrutinized.
I rolled over to look at the clock. It was 8pm. I laid there, wallowing in a bunch of emotions for a good thirty minutes before the door opened.
"I'm glad you're awake. You had my poor brother worried." God damn it, it wasn't a dream. I glowered at the ceiling and sighed.
"Don't you have to rule the vampire race or something almighty King Aro? Why do you have to keep bothering me?" My chest rumbled unhappily when he chuckled.
"Most would be flattered that I bothered to see them. I guess I could leave, but I'd be taking the food with me," he smirked when I lazily sat up. Behind him was a middle aged man pushing a cart with trays of food. I groaned as the hunger pains spiked.
"I see we are at an understanding. Come in Cade."
The man went in and pushed the cart to me. He removed the tops of the dished to reveal a bunch of mouthwatering meals.
"We didn't know what you liked so I had the cooks make you a bunch to choose from."
My eyes were brimming with tears of joy as I started digging in. I ate a steak, green beans, some type of casserole, some type of Italian dish, and a cheesecake before I paused. Already I felt my old self returning.
"Thank you. I don't know why you had to be here for me to get food though." I looked from Aro to the cook and blushed slightly. Cade had his mouth hung open, looking at how much I devoured.
Aro was standing next to the wall across from me. "The food was my gift to you. If you reject me than, by extension, you reject my present." He turned his attention to the cook. "Take the cart away please, thank you." Cade nodded and rushed out pushing the cart with him.
I couldn't help but smile. "Well thank you for gifting me with the food and your presence. I don't even care if that stuff was poisoned, it was so freaking good. Seriously, if I get out of here I'm going to hire your cooking staff away from you." He chuckled than flited in front of me, making me sigh. Apparently in his long life he never heard the term "personal space." His closeness made it so difficult to think.
"Your welcome, but I would never try to poison you my flower. There are so many other, more enjoyable, ways to kill you." I repressed a shudder at his words. He lips rested on my forehead for a moment, before he flitted over to the armoire. His lips felt so good. Dang it, stop that train of thought right now. This guy is a manipulative asshole who is freaking married.
Aro opened the doors and pulled out two identical dresses and then picked out some red heels that laced up in the middle.
"We going for a night out on the town? That would be perfect. I hate being cooped up here."
"I'm sorry dear, but no. This is what I want you to wear tomorrow." He put the shoes by my bed and separated the clothes he chose from the others. Before leaving the room he turned back to show me his most devious smile yet. "I believe I figured out what you little plan is. I do hope that you try it. Killing you is going to be so exciting." Than he was gone.
I'm glad he left so I didn't have to hide my smirk. Aro most likely came to the conclusion that I thought he would. He believed he figured me out. Too bad I won't see his face when he finds out how wrong he is. Oh how marvelous it feels to trick an ancient mastermind. Although I was happy about that, there was an uncomfortable feeling blooming in my chest.
He was planning something awful. They wanted me broken down. I just hope that they were sparring most of the physical torture till after I'm "turned." I tried to go back to sleep, but my mind was busy imagining all the worst ways they would hurt me. With an aggravated groan I turned on my lamp. Looking over at the notepad, I noticed that none of my doodles were there. Panic rushed over me as I started going through everything to try and find them. They're freaking gone! Oh God, who took it? I buried my face in my hands at the thought of Aro looking at my drawing of him. I knew I should've torn that piece up!
Okay, okay I needed to calm down. All my energy will be needed tomorrow. After a couple breathing exercises, I started to doodle. When I finally relaxed, I laid back down and drifted off.
I woke up pretty late in the morning at around 11am. I got up and went to the bathroom to take a long bath. After I took a few human minutes to freshen up. When I finished, I went to the armoire to put on the medium sized version of the dress Aro picked. I went to look in the mirror and noticed how it accentuated my breasts and figure. The strapless mahogany dress hugged my breasts, dipping down in between them very slightly to show more cleavage. The fabric embraced my waist and then fanned out around the hips, stopping above mid-thigh. Although I was pretty insecure of myself, I half to admit I don't look terrible. I put on some eyeliner then sat on the bed.
Minutes turned to hours. Drawing was no longer a comfort so now I just resorted to pacing around the room. I felt slightly claustrophobic and extremely antsy. It was about 7pm when someone finally came in. It was another human woman. She had gorgeous mocha colored skin. Her brown curly hair was done up in a complex bun with only a few strands loose to frame her beautiful face. She wore a revealing bright red dress and tall black heels. I looked at her personality and got a bit depressed. The woman was kind, whimsical, and a daydreamer. She probably loved the idea of becoming something from her fantasies- to the point of risking her life for it.
"Hello Miss Smith, I'm Fiona. The masters would like to see you now." Her beautiful features contorted to a look of empathy. I nodded and put on the heels Aro chose. As we strode down the halls I found myself trying to strike up conversation with Fiona. It was comforting to keep my mind off of what was coming. Fiona said it was a sunny day out so today during her break she went out into the gardens. She described the flowers there and how lovely it all was. I asked her what her favorite fantasy story was, and she said Alice in Wonderland. That got me really excited since it was one of my favorites too so we started gushing over it.
All too soon we reached a set of double doors.
"It was pleasant to meet you," She rushed with a sad smile.
"It was really great to meet you too," I grinned.
The doors opened and we walked in. This room was different from the fancy one I saw three days ago. Much more medieval. It was circular with a large drain in the middle. Greaaat, that's a wonderful sign. The thrones were empty surprisingly. There was an area to the right with a desk covered in books and scrolls. Aro was sitting with his feet up at the table. He looked completely at ease. Caius sat on the other side of the table, leaving a chair between him and Aro. Off to the side, stood Marcus. They all were reading large, old books.
Caius slammed his book closed and turned to glare at me. It filled me with a satisfaction to see the transition from hate to shock. His eyes slowly went down my form, reminding me just how exposed I was, than he quickly turned back around in his seat. Just before he did I noted that his eyes were turning black. If he wasn't about to murder me, I'd flaunt it in his face that I actually looked decent right now. He was such a prick.
Unlike their brother, Aro and Marcus didn't look up from their books.
"Thank you Fiona, you may leave," Aro didn't use his normal wistful tone, making me nervous. Fiona shot me one last sorry full look before leaving swiftly. Once the doors shut behind her it was just me, several guards, and the kings.
"Come over here darling." Aro glanced at me with disinterest while gesturing with his hand. Before his attention returned to his book, he lazily looked me up and down. I walked and stood next to his chair. He inhaled deeply, than sighed.
"Leave us." At Aro's command every guard left the room. That was an issue. Did he notice that I couldn't hurt him? No, that can't be it. He was most likely confident because there was no water in the room, and the fact that it was currently 3 against 1. I jolted when I felt long cold fingers brushed against my thigh.
Aro continued reading while his hand absentmindedly caressed me. At first it was just the bottom half of my thigh, but then he slowly climbed up to just underneath my dress. He was sending a tingly pleasure though me that made me shudder. It felt so good. My rational side was yelling at me to leave, but I wanted to stay. I kept my eyes planted on the table in front of me, trying to steel myself against him. I felt myself become very aroused, which earned a growl from Caius.
I glanced his way and held my breath. Caius looked to be fighting with himself while staring at what Aro's hand was doing. What the hell was happening? Finally Aro spoke.
"My flower, you have been plaguing my mind since I first laid eyes on you." His fingers danced higher on my skin. "My brother's feel the same, but they want to try and ignore it for one reason or another. I was in agreement with them… but you are far too tempting." Aro closed his book and locked eyes with me. My cheeks grew a thousand degrees hotter while staring in to those pitch black eyes.
"So I came to the conclusion that your first punishment will be sating all three of us," his eyes dropped to his roaming hand that was now agonizingly close to my center. I was visibly shaking.
"It's too soon Aro. You should wait to solidify your bond with her," Marcus spoke, closing his book. His pitch black eyes were watching Aro's hand.
Aro resumed his chipper tone in his answer. "Why? I believe you two are just sour because I'm her favorite. She did feel most inclined to draw me after all," wickedness glinted in his eyes as he continued, "Dear brother look at this woman," his fingers gently brushed against my clit, making me stifle out a moan, "Doesn't she seem more than ready? By the Gods, she's trembling with need!" He took another deep breath and groaned slightly. "Oh, and that scent. It's impossible to ignore." His groan was so arousing that I found myself responding with one of my own. Caius growled. I saw him snarling while gripping the sides of his chair for dear life. Aro's fingers gently started rubbing circles around my bundle of nerves. I couldn't stop the whine that left my lips and I found myself leaning into his touches while panting. It was terrible. My legs were ready to give way at any moment.
"You're welcome to resist this temptress, but since you believe, Marcus, that she should receive all three of our venom, you two will have to stay until I'm finished." Aro moved the fabric of the underwear and pressed one finger into me. "She's going to be a tight fit," he nearly groaned out. He pulled out, then moved us to the floor near the drain. Before I knew it, my dress was ripped down the middle while my panties were torn off and discarded. I tried to pull him off of me, but it was a feeble attempt. So much of me wanted him to continue.
In a quick flurry of movements, Aro was now naked and kissing my body feverously. His thin, well defined body hovered over me as he rested an arm over my head. His other hand squeezed one of my breasts. He moved is hips and entered with full force. I whimpered at the sudden fullness. His body tensed as he closed his eyes in absolute bliss. We were like that for only a few seconds before he started pounding into me at vampire speed. He moved his hand from my breast to cradle my chin. His eyes examined every detail of my face as I reacted to the pleasure. Every time I tried to look away, his grip strengthened so I couldn't move my head. I couldn't hide from him. It was embarrassing, humiliating, but oh so arousing. I felt a buildup of pressure very soon after he started. With a moan I felt myself tighten around him as I came.
Aro groaned in response. He dropped his head in the crook of my neck as he kept going. His occasional moans drove me crazy. "Aro," I whimpered. He growled and moved his hand from over my head, down to my hip. His vice grip kept me in place as he pounded with full force. I gasped when I felt his razor sharp fangs brush against my skin. He pulled my head to the side while licking my jugular. I shivered and tried to struggle against him which caused him to growl louder than before. Against my will, I submitted to him and let my arms drop to the floor. It stung when his bit into me, but the pleasure from everything else, over road it. Aro groaned at first contact and I moaned when I realized he was cumming inside me. My body clenched and released in response.
As I was coming down from my high, I remembered my plan. Although it was extremely difficult to focus, I was able to keep Aro's venom at the point of entry.
"Aro stop. You're going to drink her dry." It took a while to register that it was Marcus speaking. I knew that Aro would stop long before it would be life threatening, especially since they didn't know how filling my blood is. They probably had a meal earlier today to prepare for my "change." When Aro finally pulled away, I pushed out the venom from the wound. He saw and smiled.
"You pushed out my venom." Aro looked over to his brothers and made a barely noticeable signal to them with his face. He then returned his attention to me. "It appears I was correct in what you had planned. I'm sorry my dear but this ability won't be enough to save you." Aro pushed his already re-hardened cock further in and then chastely kissed my lips. "All it means is that we get to keep going until we are certain you have received all three of our venom." Than he flitted several feet away. I barley had a chance to recover before Caius appeared between my legs.
That permanent scowl sent shivers through me. My eyes couldn't help but travel his naked form. His perfectly sculpted body sitting in front of me was breathtaking. It made me all too conscious of my own body's imperfections. I tried to close my legs and cover myself, but Caius grabbed my thighs and ripped them apart from each other. He lined himself and wasted no time entering me. The full feeling made me moan, but I didn't stop trying to get away from him.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer. I arched my back at the pleasure from the movement. Caius's inner beast let loose on me as soon as he started. Unlike Aro, who was able to wait till the end, Caius bit me immediately. His teeth dug into the other side of my neck while he roughly pulled my head to the side. As my blood flooded his mouth, he moaned seductively. My struggling seemed to encourage him more. When he finished drinking, he moved so that his mouth was by my ear. I pushed out the venom, especially disgusted with the idea of that asshole's venom being inside me. Caius started to growl very loudly. It just as demanding as Aro's was earlier. It rumbled throughout me causing me to moan.
"Caius!" I arched into him as I came. Everything faded away except for the pleasure and his growling mixed with his own moans. It's odd but I never felt so complete and comforted being surrounded by him. I went from trying to push him off, to trying to pull him closer. I came several times before he finally finished. He bit into me again, while holding me close to him. When he was done I thought he would leave, but he gripped my shoulders and started biting all over my neck and shoulders. With each bite, pain was laced with pleasure. He was a fucking asshole for doing this.
I took a deep breath and focused on all the venom he was injecting into me. It was nearly impossible to push it all out, but my hate for the guy helped my focus.
"Submit to me," he demanded into my ear before continuing to bite.
"Caius, I believe its Marcus's turn," Aro's deep voice seemed to barely register to Caius. He bit me a couple more times, before reluctantly flitting away.
I sincerely hoped Marcus wasn't going to do what his brothers did, but as soon as Caius left, Marcus was there. Unlike the others though, he pulled me into a deep kiss. In it I felt his desperation and need. He wrapped his arms around me to pull me deeper into it. His cold mouth and body sent waves of pleasure through me. I decided then and there that I wouldn't push out his venom when he bites. Sure I will have to deal with all three of their venom processing through my body anyways, but I think I'd be more okay with the thought if I allow Marcus's venom to enter my system first.
He pressed his sex into mine, and went at the frenzied pace the others did. Several of the bite marks on my skin were healed so he picked a clear spot to bite down on. One hand moved to hold my hips in place and he pounded, while the other hand caressed my side. I thought it was kinda sweet that even when though he's losing himself to his beast, there was still an ounce of gentleness in him. I didn't fight him at all. After he finished drinking from me, I pulled him into another kiss.
"Marcus," I muttered against his lips. Letting my inner need take over, I moved against him in desperation for the pleasure he was giving me. We kissed each other feverously. I melted whenever a moan escaped him. When he finished he held me tightly against him. I was in tears with how many times I came between the three of them. It was amazing, but I had to pretend to start reacting to his venom. I remembered the words of previous vampires about the pain they experienced. Starting as a mild tingle that soon turned to an uncomfortable feeling, then a slight burning pain, and then basically fucking hell.
My guess at this point I should start feeling the burning pain. I held onto my wound and faked a painful groan. Hopefully I was a good enough actress to be convincing. I tried to remember the pain I felt from my childhood, along with just all the bad memories I could conjure up. The thoughts of being on the lab table, feeling the scalpel press into me. Watching through my tears as the man dipped into my body to examine something. All the times I had to do an endurance test, being electrocuted, set on fire, suffocated, or slowly being ripped apart until I was next to death. Normally I ignore those memories, but I forced myself to embrace the fear. Now I was shaking while hot tears streamed down my face.
"She did not push out his venom. What a pity, I was hoping she would last much longer than this," Aro sighed. Marcus picked me up and held me gently. Aro flitted over and bit down on my shoulder. Once he finished, Caius replaced him and repeated the gesture. I kept my mind trained on my demented walk down memory lane. I kept shaking and nearly let out a sob.
I remembered when my arm was put in between two slabs of metal as they slowly moved. The pressure turned to an agonizing pain as my arm became crushed. Then I would have to do the same with the other arm. What he was testing, I had no idea. I was fairly certain he did most of the "tests" just for his own sick pleasure.
I groaned out in feigned pain and started clenching my jaw while Marcus caressed my back. He handed me over to a fully clothed Aro to put on his clothes, and then took me in his arms again. I remembered the times the doctor would put an innocent animal in front of me and try to make me kill it. When I didn't immediately comply, he would either start to torture the poor thing or start to torture me. I specifically recalled the kitten's scream when that asshole set it on fire.
Now I was full on crying my eyes out. I freaking hated this. I hoped and prayed these guys wouldn't be around long so I can work on my escape. Marcus wrapped me up in my tattered dress and then looked over at the door.
"We can put her in my chambers." He held me bridal style to him. I had my eyes scrunched shut. After a rush of cold wind, I was gently laid down on a comfortable bed.
I arched my back up and rolled over, opening my eyes to a dim lit room. Aro looked into my eyes and gave a winning smirk. Just like that, he's now 6th on the people to murder list. Caius is 7th.
"Well, I believe we should take our leave. We have plenty of work to do." At Aro's words, Caius countered.
"I want to stay and watch her. I've been waiting to hear her scream in agony." Caius examined my form with soulless eyes.
"One of us should stay to comfort her while she goes through this change," Marcus brought up while gently petting my head.
"I want her to suffer alone for a while. With the three days it will take for her to turn, there will be plenty of time to watch her writhe in pain, just as there will be plenty of time to comfort her. A couple hours away will not be an issue." Aro's last sentence held a finality that denied any room for argument. The three kings each spared a glance in my direction before flitting away.
I kept pretending for several moments after they left before I stopped. I crawled of the bed, but the breeze of the movement made me freeze. How am I supposed to escape while mostly naked? I started to go through anything in the room that might hold clothing. When I opened a door, my mouth hung open in awe. There was a huge walk in closet that was full of old fashioned female attire. I shut the door immediately and started opening other doors. Either Marcus liked to dress like a woman in his spare time, or that was Didyme's old clothes. There was no way in hell I would disrespect Marcus by wearing her stuff. Along with that, I would stick out like a sore thumb wearing any of those dresses.
A familiar sick feeling crept on me but I ignored it when I discovered Marcus's walk in closet. In a rush I picked the largest black button up shirt I could then ripped off the long sleeves. I put it on, then wrapped one of the sleeves around me and tied it into a bow. Good thing Marcus was tall. It was like a loose fitting mini dress on me. Looking at myself in the large ornate floor mirror, I had to admit I didn't look bad. I pushed away most of my blood that was caked in my hair and around my face and let it drop to the floor. I undid a couple buttons up top for flare than left.
Quickly, I maneuvered throughout Marcus's chambers and reached the room he introduced me to. Only the bedroom was lit, but thankfully my eyes were better at seeing in the dark than humans. I could only make out shapes with some detail but it was enough to where I wasn't bumping into everything. I opened the door and was thrilled to see I was alone. The second real useful part of seeing the aura of a person is that, if I fixated on it, I could sense when someone is a few feet around me, even if they are behind walls.
I ran down the hall full speed, my bare feet gently grazing the ground. When I met the maze of antechambers, my main goals were to find a human and avoid vampires. I knew I had no hope of finding my room otherwise. Luckily, I found someone rather quickly. When I abruptly stopped in front of him, he jumped about ten miles high.
"Sorry to startle you, but I need help finding my room. I'm sure you heard of me. I was the human who fainted a bunch?"
As soon as my words clicked, his eyes hardened. "You caused a lot of us to die."
"Yes, I'm sorry but I need to get to my room now. The kings ordered for some girl to escort me, but she didn't show up."
"I don't know where your room is exactly, but I can get you into the vicinity." Without another word, he turned and strode down the halls. I followed on his heels, trying to reign in the anxious desire to go faster. I looked over at the guy in front of me. He was young, probably about mid-20s, and seemed rather pretty. I decided it best to avoid conversation with him. He didn't seem that bad of a person, but if I escape successfully, this guy is as good as dead. It'll be harder to stomach the idea if I learned his name.
We reached a set of hallways I remembered so I thanked him, and then ran full speed to my room. When I got in I threw on a pair of black heels, collected my belongings, and snatched my backpack. Before I left I looked at the note pad. I knew I didn't have much time but I wanted to rub it in Aro's face that he lost. He thought he could break me but failed. His words echoed through my mind. He was so arrogant, especially when he thought he had me figured out. I went over to the note pad. I wanted to say something that would get under his thick skin. I wrote down, 'It appears you were wrong,' and smirked. Throwing his words back at his face. Oh if only I could film his reaction when he reads this.
Now I needed to find a way out of here. That would prove to be much harder than what I just did. That guy seemed suspicious about me when all I asked was to get to my room. Getting someone to show me the exit was going to be a pain.
I rushed out and ran through the ornate halls. Narrowly, I was able to avoid a vampire coming around the corner. I found another human and sped walked to her. She was holding a planner and looked gorgeous. She had a loose bun, and a black skin tight dress.
"Hi, my name is Julie. Sorry for the inconvenience, I'm new, and trying to find my way to an exit." She tilted her head in confusion and spoke with broken English. "You should learned leave."
"I know, but I'm very forgetful. I'm sorry, please help me."
She rolled her eyes and started speed walking away while speaking in another language. Didn't take a genius to figure out that she was pissed. I honestly wasn't sure whether or not she planned to help, but she turned and gestured impatiently for me to follow.
As we walked, I kept my eyes planted on the renaissance paintings that adorned the walls. Each were breathtakingly beautiful. Some were war related while others showed different sceneries. I tried to keep my mind off of the urgency I felt. If I was going to pull this off, I needed to stay calm. My eyes widened when I noticed we were walking towards a vampire. I could cover my scent mostly, but it's still defining enough for anyone to recognize me. I had no idea if they smelled me before. Oh no, that wouldn't matter cause I probably still smell like sex and the three kings! Damnit my eyes might give me away too. I don't know how much the vampires discussed among themselves about the human who could fight them, but if they were describing her they'd bring up defining features. My two different colored eyes were defiantly defining. Shit, shit, shit.
Before we got close, the lady turned down another hall. "I try avoid. With you scared you encourage death." I sighed with relief when I didn't hear any footsteps toward us. I got lucky. We reached the main doors and I was bursting for joy. So many things could have gone wrong. I thanked the lady then walked outside. Now to find someone who's nice enough to help and who also speaks English.