Chapter: 24: Meeting the Devil (or one of them)
***EDWARD***
I thrust up harshly burying myself inside Bella to the hilt as my cock explodes. She's still shaking and whimpering from her own release as we slowly come back to ourselves and I place an opened mouth kiss to the long column of her neck.
We both startle as loud confident clapping surrounds us along with murmured whispers of "Bravo"….."Bellisimo"….."Perfection". I turn my head over my shoulder to see a black swathed man, whose skin is so pale it's nearly luminescent in its lack of color. His dark long hair combed back severely from his forehead. My first reaction is to ask him who the fuck he is, but then I remember Bella and I are in the acting role of our lives, literally. Bella's legs slide down to the floor as I tuck my sated cock safely into my pants and do them up turning to address our peeping Tom.
"Wonderful! Such chemistry the two of you have….so primal and raw. I simply loved it." He asks and the Italian accent is heavy in his words. A shiver of concern resides in my spine as I place the mask of a smirk on my lips.
"Thank you, Sir. I wasn't aware that we were being viewed, but I'm glad you found enjoyment from it." I say, watching him warily as he approaches and I move to stand in front of Bella, who's adjusting her dress with shaking hands.
"Enjoyment?" he chuckles, dark and sinister. "Oh, I did…I did. Pleased to make your acquaintance, I am Aro Volturi. I don't usually frequent this establishment, but what can I say, I'm slumming it tonight." He chuckles at his own joke and I do also after a beat.
"Pet," I say turning to Bella, "go make yourself presentable in the facilities." Her eyes light with fire and her mouth sets in an angry line a fraction of a second before her chin is gripped in my hand. "And, I will deal with your impudent little behavior at home, Pet. Believe me, you will be feeling the sting later!" My eyes plead with her to go now, and she nods minutely as she nods and slips into the women's room.
"Ah, she's a feisty one. A tad frustrating, but only in the best way….I personally like them a bit spirited. I suggest a well-placed cat o' nine tails but that's just my suggestion, to each Master their own. But, ahhhh, breaking them is so sweet and then you'll have the most docile little filly at your beck and call." Aro rubbed his pale hands together with a salacious smile on his face that weakens my stomach. I can't even imagine the pain women have felt under those hands.
"Yes, but I much prefer keeping some of that fire. Keeps them, shall we say, explosive." I say and we share a laugh as I thrust out my hand to him. "Edward Carter pleased to meet you Mr. Volturi."
"Aro, please. I believe you're right; it would be a shame to tame all her fire. Oh, but what a fun ride it would be to try, yes?" He laughs and his eyes shimmer with interest a second before I feel Bella behind me.
"And this lovely little one is?" Aro asks reaching his outstretched palm out. Bella looks to me as I nod and places her small hand in his. I'm not surprised to see him lift it, turning her hand to place his lips in a kiss against her palm. I see the miniscule shudder wrack her petite frame.
"This is my submissive, Isabella. Bella, this is Master Aro Volturi." My eyes flick between the exchange and thankfully Bella bows her head and bends at the knees in respect.
"Ah, Isabella….of course, such a fitting name for a lovely little slut." Aro murmurs as Bella's eyes fly to me. My eyes flare and she immediately drops her gaze.
He chuckles darkly and claps his hands together in joy. "Ah, Edward, you my boy have your work cut out for you. It's delightful. Come, join me for a drink."
I feel Bella close to my back as I follow him through the maze of the club, through the couples/groups making good use of the couches in various stages of undress. He leads us to a small grouping of couches and chairs, pristine and untouched. A suit sweeps the 'reserved' sign from the coffee table and replaces it with an ornate tray with Cristal chilling on a bed of ice and several long stemmed glasses. Aro gracefully slides onto the couch and pats the cushion as I sit pulling Bella down on my other side.
"As I said, I'm slumming it tonight. This club has some quaint charm and it allows me to scope out new members." He says as his eyes move calculatingly over the crowd as the suit pours three glasses.
"Members?" I ask. I want this guy to think we have no idea what kind of low-life he is. I want him totally clueless when we take him down and read him his rights.
"Oh, yes. You haven't heard of Peccato? Oh dear!" He says in despair at my negative shake of head as suit hands us each a glass. I watch as he sips first and Bella and I follow. The taste is amazing and resonates across my tongue.
"Dear Edward, Peccato is the premium BDSM club in the greater Chicago area. We cater to every desire, every naughty little thought, and every dark fetish. It's members only, though. We don't let any riff-raff with a paddle and ball gag in. Distasteful!" He shudders as if he's tasted something bitter and I follow his gaze. Fuck. My. Life!
I see the 'distastefulness' he spoke of and I have to agree as I watch Rosalie raise a paddle again and again smacking against Emmett's white pasty ass. To make matters worse, he's screaming "Fuck yeah, Mistress, may I have another!" Oh god, I told that purebred asshole I did NOT want to see his ass tonight. I see Bella's mouth drop open in shock from the scene that will literally take a 55-gallon vat of bleach to leave my brain.
"Uh…uh…you said 'We'?" I ask while trying to vomit the contents of my stomach all over the very dangerous new 'friend' at my side, all the while plotting my revenge against my white-assed partner. I visualize feeding Jake a shitload of Mexican and Ex-lax and letting my 'landscape-specialist' do a little clean-up.
"Oh...yes, my brother's Marcus and Caius. So, if I may ask, how did you acquire entrance here?" He asks, as his hawk-like eyes miss nothing.
"My submissive recently met a friend at the local bookstore, an Alice Brandon. We invited them over for dinner and over many bottles of wine, the true nature of Alice and Jasper's relationship came to light. We had a very enlightening conversation revealing our relationship and the rest they say….is history." I say confidently, even though inside I'm feeling anything but as his eyes roam over both me and Bella critically.
"Ah, Mr. Whitlock and Ms. Brandon, they are a lovely couple. Very skilled in scenes and so in-tuned to one another. Truly a special union. They are members, you know? Yes, I've enjoyed many of their scenes in our establishment. Striking really." He says with a murmur as he strokes his glass.
"You know, Edward, I would like it if you and your little fiery filly to be my guests at my club next weekend. Come and see what true exclusivity and class can mean to the experience. Of course, as my guest it would be wonderful to see a scene between you two." Aro says with a deviant smile.
"Aro, you are too kind. We'd love to see your club wouldn't we Bella? As far as a scene, Bella is terribly shy…." I say trying to force the nervousness out of my tone.
"Oh, Edward, you mistake me, dear boy. You WILL be there and you WILL scene for me. Are we clear?" All niceties disappear and before me is the scumbag I recognize from the files I've read. He chuckles at the blank look on my face, which erupts into full blown gale of laughter. I'm confused at hell but I join him in mirth.
"I'm so glad we had a chance to meet! You two are simply lovely!" Aro says in glee and his smile turns devious as Jasper and Alice walk up. "Whitlock, great to see you. Aliccceee….you look divine, my dear. Simply breathtaking!" I watch Alice cringe as her name rolls off his tongue.
"Aro. Always good to see you." Jasper states as his arm wraps around Alice protectively.
"I've had the pleasure of meeting your good friends, Edward and Bella. They've agreed to be my guests at the club next weekend and scene for us, isn't that delightful?" Aro says with malicious glee. Jasper's eyes sweep to me and a look of understanding passes between us.
"That's fantastic, Aro. I've seen them scene, you won't be disappointed." Jasper says, more confident in words than I know he's feeling inside.
"Oh, I've seen them in action. It isn't me they have to impress; Caius is a tougher audience, sad to say. I just hope they can perform up to his specifications. Would be a pity if they didn't, no?" He asks as his eyes move over me and Bella and flick to Jasper.
"Caius won't know what hit him." Jasper says with a smirk and I'm instantly on edge.
"Splendid! Such a pleasure to meet you, Edward and you, Bella. Go now, explore the ghetto." Aro says with a dismissive swish of his hand.
What the fuck did we just step in?
