Chapter 19
Stephenie Meyer owns everything from the Twilight World. Please see end of chapter for Author Notes.
This chapter earns it's M status!
(Mike's POV)
The boy was no more than fifteen. I watched as Victoria stalked towards him and I chuckled to myself knowing that he would fall for the same trap I had. There was no way to resist the red-headed vixen once she let her sexual aura come to full power. Sensuality seemed to flow from every cat-like move she made. She smiled at him, her eyes beckoning him with unspoken sultry promises and he moved towards her like a tiny bug caught in a black widow's web.
She turned their bodies towards me and kept her eyes locked with mine. Venom pooled against my tongue as a small drop of red formed against the corner of her mouth. I licked my lips in anticipation and felt my dick harden in response, knowing what would come next.
Dropping his wasted corpse to the ground, she gently wiped the sides of her mouth with her fingers. Her scarlet eyes never left mine as she walked towards me at human pace. She was intoxicating. A small moan escaped from my lips as she crossed the last few steps to where she had left me. It was all part of a game, one that I could end at any time, but the intense arousal that burned through me was so powerful, I couldn't resist playing along.
I leaned back in the chair she had me bound to as she straddled me, her lips meeting mine in a blistering kiss. She rubbed herself against my obvious erection and chuckled darkly, her mouth trailing kisses against my jaw and down to my neck, biting into my skin in the spot where she had first made her mark. I growled in response, pulling my hands free from their binds and wove my fingers through her hair, pulling her mouth back to mine. She was full of heat and hunger and I was more than ready to meet her demands.
My hands ran down her back and squeezed the cheeks of her ass before grabbing onto them and lifting her body as I rose from our seat. She continued to ravage my lips and neck, biting at my skin and then sealing the wounds again with her deadly kiss. With each bite my hunger grew, finally climaxing as we crashed against the cement wall of the warehouse we were currently inhabiting, bricks falling around us as we continued our attack on each other. She laughed, a deep guttural chortle from deep inside her being, as I tore away the bits of clothing that separated our bodies. She was perfection and I craved her like an addiction.
I gathered her to me as I once again slammed her back against the wall, this time my cock being the victor as I slid between her wet folds. I buried my face into the crevice between her breasts, nipping at each sweet bulb as the grinding of our two marble bodies intensified.
A dim memory of a clumsy encounter as a human flashed in my mind and I laughed out loud at the total inadequacy of that life.
Victoria.
My dark temptress.
She had taken me away from my pitiful human existence and given me a gift beyond redemption. And it wasn't all she had given me. She had promised me something even greater. A chance for revenge.
Climaxing together I allowed our bodies to slide down to the floor amongst the brick ruins. She wrapped her arms around my chest and lay with her head buried under my chin. It was such an enchanting human thing to do and even though we could have continued fucking for hours, I relished the calmer moment as well.
"What are you thinking about, Michael?" she whispered huskily as she pressed her cool lips against my chest. I didn't answer, running my fingers through her auburn tresses and pulling her head back to silence her with another kiss. I could still taste the blood of her latest kill on her tongue and the venom once again scorched my throat, an unquenchable thirst always looming.
Victoria's talons grazed my bare chest as she continued her assault on my mouth, her lips and tongue mingling with mine. Her hands found their way to my cock and she gripped it tightly in between them, her eyes flashing again with desire. Her simple touch was like an electric current to my body and I hardened again instantly. She would not have to ask twice. With speed that still amazed me, I flipped her onto her knees and pressed my raging hard-on against her tight ass. She hissed like a cat in heat as I thrust into her, my hands digging into her hips as I pulled her to match my rhythm. With each slap that my body made against hers, she moaned in delight. I grabbed her mane in my hands and pulled her head back, pressing my body over hers as I continued to take everything I could from her.
I closed my eyes and allowed the fantasy to take over… hair switching from the dark red to mahogany as I imagined her in Victoria's place. I knew what Victoria had planned and I knew that I was a pawn in her game. What she didn't realize was that I had plans of my own. Bella should have been mine and would be mine, once I got rid of what stood in my way. Cullen. My hatred for him had only intensified with my transformation. I now understood what he was and the hold that he had on her. She would have been mine, had he not intoxicated her mind with his dark powers. How could she resist me now that I held those same traits? She would come to me and I would make her mine forever, no matter what Victoria had planned.
(Edward's POV)
I took my time returning to the hotel after leaving the meadow. I made my way through the woods, eager to quench my thirst after all I had witnessed that afternoon. I didn't have to travel far before picking up the scent of a bear in the vicinity. I tracked the animal for a short while and watched as it made short work of a small berry bush. Bear was not my favourite, I always tended to leave it to Emmett, but desperation did not allow me to be fickle.
Crouching low, I watched as the large bear turned and snorted at me, recognizing that it was in danger. It stood on its back legs, trying to intimidate me, but the venom had already taken over and my own animal instinct had kicked into action. I lunged at the animal, knocking it down onto its back. In defence mode, it flipped and rolled, sending us both tumbling down a short hill before landing together in a heap. Not wanting to tangle any longer, I bit into its neck, my fists clenching the sleek black fur tightly as I drank. With a sigh of defeat, I felt the bear weaken as I quickly drained away its life source. The bitterness of the blood bit at the back of my throat, but I drank hungrily, not wanting the animal to have given up its life in vain.
Sated, I pushed away from the bear and stood to bury its remains, trying to ignore the sense of regret that always whispered through my mind after taking a life. The whispers were more tolerable than the screams I had dealt with decades ago during the short time I was rebelling from Carlisle's way of life, but the monster inside still tormented me with its unquenchable thirst and desire to kill.
Once the remains were buried, I wandered through the trees as twilight took over and another day came to rest. I watched as one by one the stars above lit up the night and inhaled deeply as the peace the darkness offered enveloped me. I sat back against a large oak and stared into the sky, allowing the memory of Bella to emerge. For so long I had fought against the idea of her becoming one of us. It devastated me that her soul was now as lost as mine, yet a part of me, the selfish part of me, rejoiced in the fact that she would now be with me for all eternity.
But I was skipping ahead of myself. Maybe now that she had eternity, I would not be the person she wanted to share it with. Terror washed over me as I replayed the visions Carlisle had shared of Bella's torment and once again I was full of despair. What if she couldn't forgive me? What if she blamed me for what Victoria had done to Charlie? What if she blamed me for what Carlisle had done to her?
The questions whipped through my mind like shots being fired from a gun. I pressed my palms to the sides of my forehead, as if I were trying to shield my brain from the onslaught. Not knowing how she felt was slowly driving me insane. Perhaps this was Carlisle's way of making me pay for the pain I had caused not only Bella, but my family as well.
I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and stared at the screen, fighting the urge to call. He had asked me to give Bella time and I knew that he was right in doing so. But that did not stop me from wanting to run to her side and beg forgiveness. My fingers toyed with the numbers as I slowly dialed, almost allowing it to connect before slamming the phone to my side, disconnecting.
As if in revolt, my phone began to ring. I glanced down at the screen to make sure I hadn't crushed it in anger – it would not have been the first time. It was intact and I smiled as my sister's face appeared on the screen.
"Hello, Alice"
"Edward, why are you not back at the hotel? You've been sitting there for hours."
I sighed into the phone, exasperated with the pixie. "I'm on my way there now."
"I see that." Her bell-like laugh tinkled in my ear and I smiled in spite of my frustration. It had been a long time since I had heard Alice laugh. "Jasper and I will meet you at the hotel."
I ran my hands through my hair, irritated. "I'm not really up to company, Alice."
"Oh, Brother dear, why is that not a surprise?" She paused. "Jazz and I have some news regarding Victoria."
I instantly became alert. "What kind of news?"
"We'll fill you in when we get there. Oh... and Edward?"
"Yes, Alice?"
"Please take a shower before we get there." I heard her laugh again as the phone disconnected and shook my head. Glancing down at my tattered clothes, I understood her request as I definitely looked worse for the wear from my tumble with the bear. My pants were caked with what I could only hope was mud and I grimaced at the thought of walking through the lobby in such a mess.
I made my way back to the hotel quickly, avoiding populated areas for as long as I could so I wouldn't bring any attention to myself. Thankfully the lobby was fairly empty as I went through the doors and jogged to the elevator.
I stripped as soon as I entered the room and tossed my clothing into the garbage, knowing Alice would have a conniption fit if I even considered wearing them again. As I grabbed clean clothing out of my suitcase, my hand moved over the picture frame I had brought with me from the house in Utica.
I removed the picture from the duffel and stared once again into the face of an angel. The picture meant more than ever now, as I could see the faint blush that teased at Bella's cheeks, a blush that I would never see again, no matter how entrancing she was now. I ran my finger against the glass, tracing against the outline of her face and allowing the memory of that day to absorb my mind.
Shaking myself out of what might have been, I set the frame down on the nightstand by the bed and moved towards the shower, knowing that Jasper and Alice were bound to arrive at any moment.
The hot water spray lulled me into a trance as it washed away all traces of my hunting excursion. I let the droplets stream down my face, closing my eyes as I let the warmth consume me. She was there waiting for me again, beckoning for me to join her. I smiled as I envisioned her as I had seen her earlier in the day, carefree and exuberant, all the insecurity and fear erased from her now scarlet eyes. A small hiss escaped from my lips as my body reacted to the memory of her skin glowing in the sun, begging me to reach out and touch it. I hungered to touch her, to taste her porcelain skin with my tongue. I had resisted the thought for so long, her delicate human body so breakable under my vampire touch. It had been so difficult not to allow myself that pleasure and now it was as if my body sensed that she was no longer fragile.
I ached for her and thoughts of her body beneath mine consumed me. Unable to resist, I took my throbbing erection in my hands, leaned back against the wall of the shower and allowed the fantasy to take over. She came to me now, through the steam, her hands exploring each crevice of my naked flesh as her tongue tasted my skin. Her silken body moved against mine in urgency as my hand moved along my cock and I moaned as each stroke brought me closer to her. My name, soft as a whisper, escaped from her lips as she stared up at me, her eyes no longer chocolate brown, but now black with desire. I wanted to reach out and touch her, but knew that she would only disappear in my grasp. My fantasy Bella no more touchable than the one I had left behind in the forest that day.
My concentration broken, the water seemed to chill in angry response and I slid to the floor of the stall, gasping in frustration. Angry at allowing myself the indulgence of the fantasy, I picked myself up and opened the door of the shower, careful not to have my ire shatter the glass. I grabbed a towel, dried and dressed and headed out to the main room, anxious to have Alice and Jasper's visit over with so I could lose myself to the night.
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A/N - As always I need to thank LolaRose for being there to talk me through and to changedbyEdward for her broad thesaurus skills (wink, wink!) and for beta'ing my jibberish!! Love ya both!
I was absolutely thrilled to find out that this little story has been nominated for a couple of categories at the Indie Twific Awards. Truly an honor to even be considered!
A Different Kind of Moon has also begun its journey at Twilighted. My lovely beta has also been kind enough to start me a thread over at the forums, so if you are wandering by, please stop in and say hello!! Have a great week everyone!
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