"Luke," Amara nearly shouted. Gathering her dress in her hands so she could go bounding down the steps. She ran the distance to his arms, jumped up and wrapped herself around him. She ignored Felix and the other guard that escorted Luke in and just hugged her friend for dear life. "How is this even possible? I thought you couldn't leave the Res."
Luke's muscular arms wrapped around her plump form and held her to him. One of his hands tangled into her hair as she buried her head between his head and shoulder. "You're telling me, I'm just as surprised. It's good to see you alive, Ami. I thought I'd never see you again."
Amara felt tears beginning to well up in her eyes, "Same."
There was a clap that rang throughout the room. "What a happy reunion," Aro said, joyously, but the look within his eyes said something different. He did not like seeing his mate so happy within another man's arms, but what could he do? He was the one to reach out the mutt and even paid to bring him here.
Amara pulled back from Luke to look at Aro as he descended the stairs. Her arms slowly reseeded from Luke when she saw the anger simmering beneath Aro's iris'. She looked at him quizzically. When he was a step away Aro gave a small smile to her and a small head nod to Luke. Luke tensed up behind her.
"I trust the flight was well," Aro asked the younger man.
Luke only gave a nod, his face looking as though he was having a hard time breathing through his nose. Amara, finally connecting the pieces, felt a tear begin to slide down her face. "You brought him here?"
Aro's eyes flicked from Luke back to her. He raised a hand that was encased in a black leather glove and gently swiped away the falling tear. "Anything for you, cara mia," Aro said while his eyes stared deeply into hers. He was searching for something.
Amara wondered, why would he do this? What exactly was he playing at? What did he want from her in return? She allowed his hand to caress her cheek, her eyes never leaving his either. Her heart picked up its pace when his eyes went from her eyes to her lips and back again. She instinctively licked her bottom lip before biting near the piercings. Did he want her to kiss him? 'Not happening,' she thought, though a side of her wanted to.
"Thank you," she finally spoke after a moment of silence.
His hand slowly lowered from her cheek down her arm till he grasped one of her hands. He gave it a small squeeze, "No thanks necessary, bellissima."
Releasing her, he turned to the rest of the room to address the stunned vampires, "This is Luke, our mate's friend. I expect everyone to treat him respectfully."
There was a shared moment between each of the guards before Aro continued, "You all are dismissed."
Most of the guard left, only the personal guards remained lining the walls. Caius looked seething in his chair, clearly not liking the fact that Luke was there. Marcus held concern in his eyes, but his face was unreadable. It was obvious neither of them knew about this and it was all Aro's doing.
"Now I expect the same respect from you that we will be giving you," Aro addressed Luke, turning his head in the shapeshifters direction.
Luke seemed to bite his tongue, but nodded once more. He seemed to still be holding his breath, obviously not wanting to inhale whatever was around him. Amara stood between the two as if to protect him even though she was sure he didn't need her for that.
"Jane," Aro called the little teen over.
She appeared by his side, "Yes, Master."
"Please show our guest to his quarters and see to his needs," he instructed her.
"Yes, Master," Jane replied, taking the steps around Amara to Luke, "This way."
Luke looked mildly upset by having to leave Amara with the rest of the vampires, but, reluctantly, he followed Jane out of the room. Amara watched as he left, leaving her with her mates, the wives and remaining guards. She felt uneasy with the eyes of everyone upon her.
"If there is nothing else, I'll take my leave," Amara said a little breathlessly. She began to slowly back away.
"Actually, cara mia, there is one more thing," Aro stopped her. He motioned for her to come back to him.
She didn't move from her spot and just stared at him. She felt like the more distance between them the best, but that didn't stop Aro from moving toward her. He offered his hand to her which Amara just looked at it, not wanting to take it.
His eyes burned her as they roamed over her form. He withdrew his outstretched hand, "I have another surprise for you. If you'll follow me."
He walked past where she stood, heading toward the door. When he reached the doorway he turned and said, "Are you coming?"
Amara looked toward Marcus who zipped right to her side. She started to take the steps in his direction with the support of her favorite mate. Caius appeared along the other side of her in the corridor followed by Sulpicia and Athenadora. If Aro was annoyed by the others following he didn't let it be known as he walked them to a part of the castle she had never been to before. He walked at a normal pace to allow Amara to see the route to get to where they were going. He wanted her to remember where this place was for it would be a safe place for her.
They stopped in front of a dark wooden door. He faced Amara with a smile on his face. "I hope you enjoy what's on the other side of this door," he paused, "It took a bit of thinking on my part to get everything just right."
With that said Aro opened the door revealing a black tiled room with emerald green walls that had black scroll work. The trim of the room was painted black along with most of the other decorations. There was a big chandelier in the center of the ceiling illuminating the room, but what really caught Amara's eyes as they entered was the fact that her pieces of art hung all around the room. They had been framed as if they were worthy of it in black ornate frames. There was a huge work table in the center filled with supplies along with an easel right beside it. Turning she saw a station with her tattoo kit and inks hanging on the wall. There were some of her sketches hanging around the area of the new station along with a back light table to the left of it. In another corner laid her computer on a beautiful black wooden desk along with her C.D. player.
Amara felt her head spinning while her eyes processed all that she was seeing. Her heart paced within her chest. "How," she barely managed to get out, "When..." She took a deep breath before slowly releasing it. She turned to look at Aro.
"I had a little help," Aro pointed to Sulpicia, "I don't think like a woman so I had Sulpicia's help with the arranging, but it was my idea to give you a space of your very own."
Amara stood slack jawed not believing her surroundings. Everything looked to have had much thought put into its placement and the design. She thanked Sulpicia who gave her a smile, eyes not meeting hers still. It was as if Sulpicia knew something Amara didn't.
When she turned to Aro his eyes held a flame within. They were glued to her especially when she asked for everyone to leave them. Marcus and Caius both protested, but with reassurance that she would be fine and that they could wait outside the door if they felt the need to. Once there was only Amara and Aro left in the room she finally spoke to him, "Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what, cara mia," he replied impassively.
"Being so nice," she shot back, "It's not like you."
"Am I not allowed to give gifts to my mate," his question ruffled her feathers further.
"Not if there are underlying motives," Amara stared at him, "What are you wanting in return?"
"Nothing," 'You,' one said, one echoed in his mind.
Amara shook her head not fully believing him. She was about to turn to leave when he stalked forward to her. "Amarantha, I want you. I miss you... I did these things in hopes you'd forgive me," Aro's hand went under her chin and lifted her head up so their eyes could meet, "I would do anything, give anything for you. You were right, I had other motives. I don't know why I can't get enough of you. The things that I would do for you are astronomical."
She found no lies within his eyes. He believed what he said and so did she. This made her throat clench. She didn't know what to say. Amara wanted many things, but to have the opportunity presented to her to achieve that scared her. Could she be selfish enough and ask for the world? Yes, but she wouldn't. Taking a shaky breath, she leaned forward as if to kiss him, but stopped short of touching his lips. "I want out of this castle. A human day, so to speak, with Luke tomorrow."
Aro was so close to her his breath fanned her face. He couldn't believe how much of a tease she was being toward him. She knew exactly how to pull his strings. "Under one condition," he obviously wouldn't let her go without an ultimatum.
Her eyes narrowed at him, "What would that be?"
He smirked at her, "You take a guard."
"I didn't think vampires were allowed outside during daylight hours," she wondered.
"You'll have a human body guard if that's alright with you."
"Fine," she was short with her reply, "Deal."
She went to pull back, but he slid his hands around her waist and leaned in further. His lips came dangerously close to touching hers. His red eyes pierced her hazel blue ones, "Remember Amarantha, you're playing with fire."
Amara almost closed the distance between them. Sealing their lips together in what would probably be a passionate kiss. Instead of doing what her heart wanted she listened to her brain which was screaming for her to get out of this situation. She finally answered him with a, "I know," before backing away from him. Which he allowed her to escape his grasp for if he really wanted to, Aro could keep her pressed against him. She left the room, leaving the vampire to stare after her.
As she exited Amara came upon both Caius and Marcus waiting for her outside the room. She just walked up to them with a small smile on her face, clearly excited. Each of the men didn't look alright. "Come on, everything will be okay. I'll have Luke and a bodyguard," she stated, offering her hands to each of them.
Marcus held onto her hand first before Caius took the other. They began to lead her away from her new space. As they walked Caius spoke, "Amara, you have to understand that we have enemies of all forms. You must be extra careful while away from us."
Before she could protest Marcus agreed, "He is right, mia amore. There are dangers all round that you have yet to see."
"I'll be fine, you'll see," she said, ending the discussion right there. 'What could possibly go wrong with a wolf the size of a bear next to her and some (more than likely) mercenary,' she thought.
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It was the late afternoon the next day when Amara was finally ready to leave to go on her big adventure outside of the castle she had been trapped within. She had already did her therapy section that morning and felt a little tired from it, but that wouldn't stop her. To have a day to explore the town she found herself in made her ecstatic.
She decided to dress simply today. Wearing a black off the shoulder dress that ended a few inches above her knees. Its sleeves were sheer lace and bell shaped. She wore a black belt with a bow in the front at her waistline to accentuate it. Her legs were covered in a fine fishnet pattern while she wore studded platform black boots on her feet. Eyes were her usual smokey black, lips lined and filled with black. Her hair was actually straightened for once. She wore makeup to cover up the yellowing colors of her bruise around her bite mark. Necklaces were also worn to distract from the current state of her neck.
She felt like herself today unlike most days. Amara stared at herself a little longer in the full length mirror till there was a knock at the door. She moved a piece of hair back in place before hearing the knock once more. "I'm coming," she called out while grabbing her bag.
When she approached the door it opened for her, revealing Felix. The brute of a man stood way above Amara even in her shoes that made her a good two inches taller. She gave him a smile in greeting, "Hey Felix."
"You seem awfully chipper this afternoon. Is being allowed out that important to you," he asked as he stepped aside to allow her out.
"You don't know the half of it, Felix," she looked up at him as they began to walk, "I've felt like a caged bird since I've arrived here."
"Well let's hurry little bird so you may fly," he said with a smirk.
She just shook her head with her very own smile. Amara's exuberance filled the very hallways as they walked. Taking the turns that they needed to reach the main entry of the castle. Amara was surprised to see all three of her mates waiting for her alongside a new face she hadn't seen before and one she had missed dearly. The first thing she noticed about the man she didn't recognize was the scar running over his left eyebrow down to his cheek. His tough ember eyes were next along with his mop of brunette hair. He was in a well fitted gray suit that showed his built figure along with a red tie. She turned her attention from the man to her mates. They had seemed to be in a discussion until her arrival.
"Ah, cara mia, there you are. We were just talking about you," Aro's joyful voice almost echoed in the hall, "Thank you for bringing her, Felix, you may leave."
With his dismissal, Felix left after giving them a bow of his head and a look of encouragement toward Amara. She gave him a nod of respect in return and faced her mates, Luke and the man with the scar upon his exit. She was too excited to let anyone rain on her parade, especially Aro and his controlling ways.
"Amarantha, we'd like you to meet Salvatore Amato," Aro gestured to the man who stood pin straight. His rugged features stayed stoic as he glanced her up and down. "We were just telling him what we expect from him while out with you and your companion."
Amara could help, but stare right back at the man who seemed to have looks that could kill. She wanted to squirm under his gaze because of how uncomfortable it felt but with the others there she knew she was safe. "Hello," she greeted Salvatore.
"Ciao, padrona," his voice just as gruff as he was.
"He will serve as a translator for you as well as a guardian while you're out, mia dolcezza," Marcus said stepping to his mate. He bent at the waist and placed a chaste kiss to her forehead. "You look gorgeous by the way," his cold breath hitting the shell of her ear causing her to shiver completely forgetting there were others in the room.
She lightly swatted at his shoulder with a smile bright on her face, "Quit with your flattery."
"He is right, il mio tesoro," Caius stepped to them, "Simply magnificent."
Caius opened his arms before wrapping them around her. He nestled his head between her shoulder and neck, murmuring, "Please for the love of whatever you believe in, just listen to Salvatore and remain safe."
She pulled Caius back and looked at her white haired warrior. She leaned up and kissed his cheek, "You forget, I also have Luke. He will protect me even from myself."
Caius' nose flared at the mention of Luke obviously not liking that he was here. Speaking of him, he didn't look too thrilled that Amara was surrounded by the two vampires. "That's right. I'll keep her safe," Luke spoke up, earning the attention of everyone there.
Amara smiled brightly at him. 'Damn, I've missed him,' she thought while looking at his simple outfit of jeans and a tight fitting t-shirt. She heard a growl emit from Caius chest before he said, "You better."
Before anything else could be said Amara walked out of Caius' arms toward Luke. "Before you go, cara mia," Aro stepped to her and pulled out a stack of money. His gloved hand grabbed hers and placed it in her hand, "If you see anything you like, we want you to be able to get whatever your heart desires."
Her eyes widened and went to give it back, "This is way too much."
"Amarantha, please take it. We would like you to not have to worry about a think while out," Aro gazed at his mate's internal struggle of accepting the euros that she held.
She debated with herself. Did she really want to take this much from them? Was she considered a gold digger if she did? Her lower lip was mindlessly being bit by her teeth. Deciding to take what he offered, she opened her bag and grabbed out her wallet and placed the money within.
"Luke, Salvatore, will you mind waiting ahead while we talk to our mate," Marcus asked the other men.
Luke gave a look of worry to Amara, but she brushed it off with a smile and a motion of her head for him to go. She turned to them after his form disappeared from the room. "What did you want to tell me?"
"We really need you to be careful while out today," Marcus started off while approaching her. His arms slid around her waist from behind and brought her to press against his firm form. His lips hovered over the healing bite he had given her.
"We are putting a lot of trust in your friend's hands with our most prized possession," Caius continued as he approached her left side, his hand reaching out to caress her cheek.
"I'm not a- Mmm," her mouth was covered by Caius in a searing kiss that had her melt into Marcus further. She wanted to say she wasn't some toy they could play with, but she had a feeling they knew what she was going to say.
Aro approached her from the right, but did not take any liberties in touching her even with his hands covered. When Caius broke their kiss to allow her air, Amara looked to Aro. She could see the want in his eyes, especially feeling her own arousal. She knew they could smell her arousal permeate the air. "You must listen to Salvatore while out. If he says to leave, you leave. If he says it's too dangerous, you say okay and don't go through with it. I- We expect you to follow his lead," Aro finished for them through tight lips.
Amara's eyes narrowed, but she nodded. What was she supposed to say? Maybe? If she said that she highly doubted they would let her out. "We need to hear you say it, Amarantha," Aro said, stepping closer, "That you understand what's expected of you while away from the castle."
"Yes, Aro," Amara spoke heatedly, "I understand what y'all's demands are."
"Don't think of them as demands," he started, "Do guidelines make you feel better? If we are to ever let you out again you must do these things for us."
Marcus gave her a gentle squeeze, "We are just worried, mia dolcezza. We don't want to lose you."
"I'll be fine. I promise to do as y'all say," she said as she felt Marcus place kisses along her neck causing her knees to weaken, "Now let me go, please I'm wasting daylight."
Marcus slowly released her and Caius backed away, but Aro stayed where he was. "Speaking of daylight, cara mia, if you're not back before dark, we'll be coming for you."
"Understood," she affirmed before walking out of Aro's reach. She didn't look back at them as she walked away knowing if she did she would likely be talked into staying.
Amara rushed to catch up to Luke and smiled at him with excitement. He leaned in once they were quite aways away, a look of concern on his face, "Did you want that to happen?"
"Want what? The kiss?" Amara asked.
He nodded. She gave him a sideways glance. "I guess I did. A lot has changed, Luke," she answered, adding a question, "Does that make me bad?"
He took her hand and squeezed it, murmuring, "You'd never be bad to me, even when you become one of those leeches."
"Hey be nice," she playfully swatted at him, "They are, unfortunately, my mates."
"Trust me, I know," he said.
They approached a double door that looked heavy, but with Luke's super strength he opened it with ease. The door led to the outside world which Amara had desperately wanted to explore. She saw crowds of people around a fountain enjoying the sun. She rushed out into the crowd with Salvatore and Luke hot on her heels. She felt like twirling in the fresh air and open space, but decided against it because she was already receiving odd looks.
"What do we want to do first," she asked Luke.
"Want to walk the little strip and look in the shops," he suggested.
She shrugged, "That doesn't sound like a bad idea to me."
They began to walk around the area where the shops were, finding a few clothing stores where she purchased a few new outfits. Amara and Luke went into a few more that caught their interest, but the one that really drew Amara in was this little Cairo shop tucked away in a corner. Salvatore stopped them, "Signora, I suggest we stay away from this shop."
"Why," she asked, she felt like the shop was harmless.
"Because some locals don't even want to touch the things within. They say it is bad luck," Salvatore said.
"Amara, I think we should listen to him," Luke added.
"'Amara I think we should listen to him,'" she mocked Luke, "Come on. Where's your sense of adventure?"
"I'd say I'm pretty adventurous, I'm here aren't I," Luke looked at her.
"Good then you will come with me if not y'all can stay out here while I go in," she stated while walking toward the shop.
"Signora, you're supposed to listen to me," Salvatore said from a distance.
"I am. I took in your warning and am going to find out on my own why this place has a 'bad name,'" she did air quotes. Amara wasn't afraid of what the locals said. That is what drew her in more.
Walking in the door that had the name "Ritual Arts Life," scripted on it. She heard the little bell above her chime, signaling her entrance. Amara was instantly in love with the vibe of the shop. The creatures inside the jars, bones on the wall, jars of questionable liquid, the crystals and charms. She was immediately drawn to a piece of jewelry that hung behind the counter. It was a blood red gemstone at its center with white diamond looking gems surrounding it. The metal that held it all together was silver in color. In all the shops they had been to that day this was the first and only thing she wanted.
"Ah, I've been expecting you," came a voice from the back.
Amara jumped a little from being startled. Her hand went to her heart, "Oh, I didn't see you there." She looked at the older brunette woman who had been in the doorway to the back of the shop.
"It's quite alright Amarantha," she said walking closer, "I see you've had your eye caught on something that belongs to you and couldn't help remaining silent."
Amara's brows drew close, "How did you know my name?"
"You could say the sight gave me your name. I knew you'd be coming sometime soon, I just didn't know when," she said to Amara.
She stared at the older woman with a look that said she was weirded out by this confrontation. "The sight, as in your a-"
"Oracle, some would say, others call me a witch," the woman shrugged, "I am just an old woman sharing my gifts with the world."
Amara felt on edge. Could this be a real witch? She did know her name and she was sure she didn't say it. "What else do you know about me," she whispered, curious as to what else there could be.
"You were brought to this country against your will and have been stuck within that castle for months," the woman said, "Other than that I don't know much. The sight doesn't give me all the details."
Amara was taken aback. There was no way anyone could possibly know that about her, at least no one here. She stared at the one in disbelief. "Is this why the locals stay away from this place," she inquired.
"They stay away because they are easily scared of the abnormal, but you're not, or you would have taken your guard's warning to heart," the woman stated.
Amara was going to turn and leave if the woman didn't stop her, "Don't go just yet. I wasn't lying when I said this belonged to you." She went over to where the necklace was displayed. "It chose you before you were born and has been waiting for you to come claim it."
"Is it bad luck that you're trying to give me?" Amara was apprehensive about taking the necklace now even if she really wanted it. This woman totally freaked her out.
The woman grabbed the necklace and slowly came to where Amara stood and presented it to her. "I offer no bad luck, only protection. While wearing this your thoughts and future are safe from others who seek to read them," she said as she clasped it around Amara's neck, "when off you won't have the protection from it. That's the warning I give to you. So be careful, Amarantha."
"How much do I owe you for this," Amara asked, feeling no different with the necklace on.
"A story the next time you come visit me here," the woman said, "That is my price."
Amara thanked the woman and quickly left the shop. Salvatore and Luke were sitting on a bench just down the street waiting for her. Luke was the first to see her, "You were in there a while. Find anything interesting?"
"Yeah you could say that," she touched the necklace.
"Whoa, Ami, that looks expensive," he looked at it closely, "What'd you do, sell your kidney for it?"
She laughed and swatted his hand away from her, "No, the woman said I could have it for free as long as I tell her a story the next time I go there. If I go back. Salvatore, you were right that place is weird even for me."
"Next time you'll listen to me, yes?"
Amara nodded before pulling Luke up to his feet, "Let's eat before we have to go back. I don't want to end the day just yet."
"Sounds good to me," Luke said as he was being drug in her direction.
They ended up stopping at a little bistro on their way back. The food was delicious and filling for the three of them. Amara paid for them to have a bottle of wine with their meal which Salvatore declined to drink. That just meant more for Luke and her. When they walked back into the castle Amara was slightly tipsy while Luke held her up. Both of them were laughing from old memories they were reminiscing on.
What Amara didn't expect was for Aro to be there waiting for them. "Cara mia, don't tell me you drank? Your medicine clearly states no alcohol is to be consumed," he said, eyeing her up and down.
"She only had a few glasses of wine. Nothing too harmful," Luke stated with an arm still wrapped around her.
Aro looked displeased with the affection that Luke was showing to Amara. In fact, with his fist clenched, but a smile on his face, he said, "I'll take her from here."
"I can take her to her room," Luke said, not wanting to leave her alone with the vampire.
"I insist you give her to me," Aro's smile beginning to fade. The anger deep within his eyes peaking out.
Amara could sense the tension between the two even while being tipsy. "Luke, I'll be fine from here. Aro has me covered," she said, standing on her own she made her way toward her mate.
She stumbled a little when she drew near Aro and fell into his arms, giggling as she did so, "Oops."
"Careful, cara mia," Aro grabbed her and hoisted her up in his arms.
She immediately wrapped hers around his neck. "See you tomorrow Luke," she called over her shoulder before Aro sped through the halls to her room. She smelt his scent that perfumed his clothing causing her mouth to water. She snuggled further into his grasp. She missed him.
Once inside her room Aro set her on her feet, making sure she didn't fall over when doing so. "You are not to drink again while taking this medication, Amarantha," he scolded her while he searched her eyes to see if she was understanding him.
"Don't be such a mother hen, Aro. It was just a few glasses," she said while looking from his eyes to his lips. She bit her lip before feeling bold. "Kiss me," she commanded.
"You're drunk," he stated, "I will not take advantage of you again."
"I'm not drunk. Trust me when I say you'd know if I were drunk. This is just tipsy Amara," she said.
He looked her dead in the eye before drifting lower. His eyes caught sight of a necklace around her neck she didn't have on when she left. "Amarantha, where did you get such a piece? I know we sent you with money, but not that much to be able to afford a ruby and diamond necklace," he questioned her.
She shrugged, "It was a gift. I didn't spend one cent on it."
"What did you do for it," his voice became dark along with his eyes.
"Why don't you come and find out," she teased him as she slowly backed up before turning around to run.
He huffed out a growl before taking off his gloves. If she wanted to play with fire, he was prepared to burn her. He sped forward and caught her form easily around the waist. She laughed as he spun her around and captured her lips. There was a muffled moan that escaped her. Her hands went to his hair and found purchase there. He on the other hand was trying to read her, but all he was met with was silence. The thoughts he could easily read before were gone. He immediately pulled back causing her to whine from the loss of contact.
"Why can't I hear your thoughts," his eyes widened. He was worried his powers weren't working. His hands went to hers to concentrate, but nothing was working.
"So it really does work," she mumbled once she regained her breath.
"What works, Amarantha," he hissed out his question. He didn't understand why he couldn't read her.
She blinked at him before touching the necklace, "I was told it would protect me from people seeking to read my thoughts or future. I guess it really works," a smile graced her face.
"Take it off," he demanded.
"No," she looked at him as if he were crazy, "I can finally touch you without you being able to know what is going on inside my head."
Aro went to rip the offending object from her neck, but was stopped by a burning pain as soon as he touched it. He let go and shook his hand. He snarled at the object. He was angry. "Amarantha, tell me who gave it to you and why you took a strange gift from a stranger?"
"It was a real witch I'm guessing, she said it was meant for me," she whispered, her hand went to it.
He backed her up to her bed, "And you thought putting it on was a great idea?"
"She put it on me before I could say anything," Amara swallowed at the close proximity. She wanted to touch him again. Before her could do anything else she grabbed onto his tailored jacket and brought him to her lips. She was the one to initiate the kiss this time. She was putting so much feeling into it that he eventually started to kiss her back. They only broke apart when she was out of breath.
"I need you, Aro," she sounded desperate to him, "Now."
He shook his head, "Not only are you intoxicated, but you have a cursed object around your neck. And you want me to take you now?"
She bit her lip before nodding her head yes, "That's exactly what's happening. Now will you fuck me or will I have to find someone else to-"
He cut her off by smashing his lips to hers. They kissed for a second before he asked, "How much do you care about this outfit?"
She looked at him quizzically, "It's one of my favorites. Why?"
He ripped the dress off of her causing her to gasp, "Aro."
He proceeded to do the same to the rest of the clothing on her body. "I'll buy you more," he stated between kisses.
Her fingers tried working on his many buttons to which he just ripped his clothing off as well. He didn't have time to worry about his clothing. He had plenty of it and could always afford more. Right now he needed his skin against hers.
Amara inhaled sharply at the feeling of his cold skin against her heated skin. She loved the contrast. "Aro, please," she pleaded between the kissing.
"Yes my mate," he asked, moving his way down to her neck to nibble and suck on a spot that was not marked.
"Don't tease me," she said as his hand went between her thighs. He didn't fool around and instantly had two fingers buried deep inside her. His come hither motions coupled with his thumb rubbing circles around her clit quickly brought her to a small orgasm.
When he was satisfied that she was wet enough for him he grabbed his cock and slowly slide into her. He hissed while she gasped at the feeling of her pulsating, tight walls wrapping around him. "You're so big," she breathed, holding onto his bicep tightly.
"You're so tight," he growled, "Relax, cara mia, let me take care of you."
He slowly began to thrust in and out of her. Her legs wrapped around his waist locking him in. Their eyes met and he lowered himself down to kiss her again while he continued his movements. Her arms tightened her hold on his. She was enjoying the slow movements of his cock exiting and entering her, but that wasn't what she wanted.
"Aro, stop making love to me and just fuck me ready," she demanded from him.
"I don't want to hurt you," he said through clenched teeth.
Her hand went from his bicep to his cheek bringing him down for another kiss. Breaking it she said against his lips, "You won't. Now please go harder."
He growled and slid out almost completely before shoving himself back into her harder than before. She nearly screamed from the ecstasy he was putting her through. Instead her moans echoed throughout her room. "Faster," she said after a few hard thrust which he obliged.
The sounds of their skin slapping together, her moans and his grunts sounded so sinful to her ears. She couldn't get enough of it. "More," she cried out when he hit the spot inside her that drove her insane.
He moved down and captured one of her nipples in his cool mouth and lightly bit down carefully, so as to not break the skin. She felt like a bow as her back arched into his touch and was released as the next thrust pushed her over the edge of an Earth shattering orgasm. "Aro," she exclaimed as she felt herself beginning milking his cock for all that it was worth.
He stopped sucking and biting on one breast and moved to the other while picking up his pace to find his own release. He was determined to make her orgasm a third time though. He moved one of his hands between them and began to tweak her clit between his thumb and forefinger. This caused her legs to begin to shake from overstimulation. "Oh God, Aro," she moaned.
He released her breast with a pop before taking her mouth with his. "Mmm," Amara whimpered. He broke the kiss to allow her to breathe.
"I want you to cum again on my cock, Amarantha. Then I will fill you up to the brim," he growled into her ear.
That caused her to spasm slightly around him. "Cum for me," he demanded as he continued to fuck into her relentlessly.
"Oh fuck," she screamed as she felt another orgasm hit her.
Aro smirked before following through with his promise. It took him only a few more thrusts before he was spilling his seed deep within her. She was a panting sticky mess by the time he was done with her. Aro stayed within her until he softened. "Stay with me," she said as her eyelids grew heavy.
He smirked above her, "I wouldn't ever leave you, but let me clean you up before you sleep, mia amore."
She barely stayed awake for him to do that. She felt him wipe his semen from between her thighs and then disappear with the cloth. It didn't take him long before he was back again, laying right beside her. She turned and placed her arm over him while he wrapped his around her.
"Sleep well, cara mia," was that last thing that she heard before drifting away.