All Red

by xDreamlessx

Since the loss of her mate, Victoria has been single-mindedly focused on Bella. At first she only wanted to kill her, but in stalking her she also developed an intense attraction to her, and instead she finds herself abducting the young girl and maybe even keeping her. Bella/Victoria.

11. Chapter 11

AN: It seems I may have been underestimating you guys, lol. Most of you want the story to continue and darken again at its leisure, so that's what I'll do. Thank you very much for the feedback, it really helped me understand the kind of story I've written. I was gratified at how many people described the story as a unique blend of dark and fluff, because that's exactly what I was aiming for. Anyway, here's the next chapter. Hope you like it. ;)

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Chapter 11:

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That night a peace settled over me that was almost like sleep. Laying there in the dark with the girl snuggled at my side, soft and warm, her leg wrapped around mine possessively, her slow and rhythmic breaths tickling across my chest where she laid her head. My eyes were closed and there was no thought in my head at all. Just a deep sense of love and serenity.

Towards morning she stirred once but didn't wake. I held her, smiling. Last night she had said she loved me. It felt like I had waited an eternity to hear and perhaps that was true. The total duration of our relationship was hardly a month but it had been five hundred years of waiting and wandering and wrong loves before I finally found her. Laying there in the brightening morning light with her body wrapped around me so warmly it honestly felt like my entire existence had been leading to this moment. To this girl. Ms Swan. Bella. My darling love.

Giving in to impulse, I placed a kiss on top of her head, inhaling the scent of her hair as I did so. She stirred again and this time she woke, offering up a sleepy smile. I stroked back her tangled hair and gazed into her lidded eyes.

"Morning," I whispered.

She smiled some more and kissed my lips. "Morning."

I tightened my arms around her and enjoyed the euphoria of her soft mouth pressed to mine for a moment. Then she pulled back and smiled at me and I smiled back.

"Still love me, Ms Swan?" I asked her playfully.

A sleepy giggle came out of her.

"Yes," she said, leaning again to my lips. "Still love you."

Again she pressed her mouth to mine and gave a soft moan into it. I gave happy moan as well and smiled at her bashfully as she broke the kiss.

"You'll have to forgive me for making you repeat it," I said. "I just like to hear you say it."

She cupped my face with her hand and brushed her thumb over my lips. The touch made me shiver and the way she was looking at me made my heart throb. There was a smile on her mouth and her dark and beautiful eyes were filled with nothing but love and attraction. She had never allowed herself to look at me like that before but now she was comfortable enough with her feelings to stop pretending.

She loved me.

And like me, she seemed to see the delight in saying it out loud. Falling in love with one's abductress and rapist was inappropriate to say the least and it was that decadence that made the words all the more sweeter. She smiled at me with her sleepy eyes and spoke in a quiet whisper.

"I'll say it as much as you want," she said. "I love you, Victoria."

"Mmm," I murmured, squirming softly under her warm body as if her words were a physical pleasure. "One more time?"

She grinned and leaned and whispered onto my lips. "I love you."

I closed my eyes at the caress of her breath on my lips. My heart was pounding, my body humming, and I needed to hear it more.

"Again?" I asked her entreatingly.

Her lips smiled against my mouth. "I love you, Victoria."

"Do you really?"

"Yes."

"How much?"

"A lot. Too much to say it just in words. I might have to explain it with my tongue to other areas of your body…"

By now she had one of my breasts in her hand and she gave it a firm squeeze as she kissed me. I kissed her back, moaning, my vagina already burning, and finally she broke the kiss and shuffled lower between my legs.

I chuckled and spread my thighs nice and wide. The covers had spilled down and we were both completely naked. She still seemed half-asleep and she moaned as she touched her lips to the soft mound of my womanhood. I moaned as well, just from the softness of her mouth. She kissed me down there and moaned again and she nuzzled her lips into my folds affectionately, like a sleepy pet, before smiling into it and kissing it again.

I shivered at all these affections and now she was spreading my netherlips to lick directly inside me.

"I love you, Victoria," she whispered into my vagina with her eyes closed. "I love you so much…"

She inserted her tongue and a soft hiss came out of me as I weaved my fingers into her hair.

Yes.

She loved me. She really did.

The climax that came to me was strong and irresistible and the smile that spread over my mouth felt like it would break my face. My back came off the mattress and my eyes fell closed. It took a long time to recover, panting and smiling and laying there with my legs open, and she continued to lick up all the moisture that had overflowed for her. My eyes were open by now and I watched her lick for a while in happiness and then she smiled up at me from between my legs and licked some more with her eyes on mine before giving it one last kiss.

After that she came back to my side and pulled the covers over our bodies. I smiled at her so gratefully and I didn't even have words to explain how happy she made me.

"Thank you, my love," I told her. "That was wonderful."

She smiled and nodded to say I was welcome. "Could you feel how much I love you?"

"Yes," I breathed. "I really could."

She smiled again at that and pressed a kiss to my mouth. I could taste my own wetness on her and it gave me a thrill of possession.

Mine.

Ms Swan was mine. Finally. Not just her body and her mouth but her feelings and her thoughts and every part of her heart. It was all mine and it was not something I was going to take for granted. When I had first taken her my intentions had been somewhat sinister. I had merely wanted to make a slave of her, willing or not. But now I had come to learn exactly how valuable she was to me and I intended to treasure her as would any owner.

Finally she broke the kiss and grinned at me half-sleepily.

"Hey," she said. "I was thinking."

My heart swelled with pride. She had been thinking. What a clever girl. I smiled at her and I was positively aflutter with curiosity at these thoughts of hers.

"About what, my darling?" I asked her.

"Sex," she said impishly. "We used to do a whole lot of fucked up shit, but these last couple weeks I guess we were afraid of making any mistakes. But now that we know how much we love each other, maybe we should talk about it. I'm sure there there's lots of things you want to do to me, right?"

The visible excitement in her eyes made me grin.

"No need to talk about it," I said. "I'll do anything you want to you."

"Anything?"

"Anything," I confirmed.

A blush came over her cheeks and her beautiful brown eyes went coy and doe-like. "Even things to my butt?"

The question almost caused me to laugh out loud. Such an adorable little girl. She wanted to experiment with her holes, the dear thing.

"Oh my," I said, grinning at her. "Are you curious about anal, my love?"

"A little. Have you ever tried it?"

"Mmhm," I murmured boldly with none of the girl's own shyness. "Many times."

She nodded at that and then hesitated a second and then asked:

"With James?"

She seemed unsure whether or not mentioning my former mate might ruin the mood but I only smiled. By now I was reconciled to James's death and I was able to recall him fondly as exactly what he was: a partner with whom I had shared a large part of my life.

I was even comfortable enough to tease her about it.

"Of course," I said with that same grin. "There isn't a hole on my body dear James didn't ravish."

She chuckled awkwardly at that but her cheeks began to redden. "Wow," she said. "You sure you're gonna be satisfied with just a little girl like me after having all that?"

Now it was me who chuckled. I tightened my arms around her and held her and gazed directly into her eyes.

"Ms Swan," I said. "You've already satisfied me more than poor James ever did."

She looked into my eyes, as if to gauge the sincerity of that. Then she giggled and blushed some more. I smiled at her and snuggled her back to my chest.

"Besides," I went on, "I was never particularly into men. Now least of all. I think at this point my proclivities point exclusively toward other women – you in particular."

"That's good. What's it like with a guy?"

"Like you'd expect, I suppose. Nothing special."

"I've never been with one before."

"Would you like to?"

The question made her chuckle in my arms. "No way," she said. "I couldn't imagine being with a guy after being with you. Anyway, I think I feel the same way you do. It's weird when I think back and realize that the only guy I ever liked was Edward, and even then it was only because he was a vampire."

I smiled and stroked her body under the covers. The sunlight was bright behind the curtains and her hair was rich and dark.

"We have much in common, don't we Ms Swan?"

Her eyes were closed and her face was resting against my chest. I could hear the smile on her face. "Yeah," she said. "A lot in common. But opposite too. Like a reflection. A perfect fit. Anything you want to do to me is the same things that I love the most. It's like I was made for you, isn't it?"

"Yes," I whispered, and then she rose up from my chest and smiled at me.

"I love you, Victoria," she said, causing a flare in my heart. "I love you more than anything. Never forget that. And never let me forget it either, okay? No matter what happens. If I ever get cold feet or freak out about something, don't listen to me. Just chain me up and rape me till I love you again. Because that's what I want. I don't ever want to lose this feeling. Okay?"

A strange earnestness had come into her voice and my smile went inquisitive.

"What's wrong, my love?" I asked her. "Are you worried about something?"

She shook her head and spoke softly. "No," she said. "I just don't trust myself sometimes. I don't want my pride or conscience to interfere with anything. When I think back on our relationship, it scares me how many times I almost threw it away because of stubbornness or whatever. When I found out you killed my father, I hated you so much that I tried to kill you. But in the end, I only hated you so much because I loved you so much. I was betrayed. I wanted to love you so badly, but then you did that, and I thought I would never be able to love you again, and I was so angry because…"

She trailed off, looking down at my chest. I gave her a moment and after a while she lifted her eyes back to mine.

"Because I do love you," she said. "I always did. Even if I was confused about it. So if I ever get confused again, you have to promise you won't listen to me. No matter what. I belong to you now and you have to keep me. Don't ever let me go. Okay?"

I smiled up at her in the morning light and held her gently and gave her a nod.

"I promise," I said. "And thank you."

"For what?"

"For being such a submissive little bitch."

A grin sprung onto her mouth and I smiled up at her daringly. She narrowed her dark eyes at me sexily for a moment and she giggled and kissed me, pressing her lips to mine and even slipping a little bit of tongue.

I smiled into her kiss and tightened my arms around her, mashing her chest into mine. My mouth fell open to allow even more access for her tongue and she seemed to be in a particularly slavish mood this morning. Her kiss was obscenely affectionate and it made my heart glow.

After she broke the kiss she seemed to decide a change of subject was in order. She was straddling my hips by now, laying flat across me, and she grinned at me with her face barely inches above mine.

"So what does anal feel like?" she asked, circling back to what started the whole conversation.

I smiled and reached for her butt under the covers. I took it in both hands and gave each cheek a nice squeeze.

"Kinky," I said. "Some women like it more than others."

"Do you think I would?"

"I think being curious about it is a fairly strong indication."

"What about you? Would you like doing it to me?"

"Are you kidding? I'd love to."

I gave her ass another squeeze. She giggled and flexed her buttocks excitedly as I continued to grope them and massage them under the covers.

"I bet I'll love it then," she said. "I love everything you like doing to me."

I grinned up at her. "Only one way to find out."

I bought a hand to my mouth and put my index finger between my lips to wet it. She must've known exactly why I was doing it but she asked anyway.

"What are you doing?"

I popped the finger out of my mouth and reached into the covers again.

"Just a little experiment," I said, and then I began poking the wet finger between her buttcheeks.

Her body shivered and the smile froze on her face in excitement as she waited for that moment of penetration. I found her tiny little butthole hidden away in all that softness and I began to push my fingertip into it. A giggle came out of her and the brightness of her face was beautiful.

My finger had partly penetrated her and her hole gave a reflexive squeeze, nipping at my fingertip like a bite. I pushed it in a little deeper and she sucked in a breath and bit her lip. The heat inside her was incredible and the tightness was amazing. The hole clenched down again, squeezing at my knuckle, and it began clenching again and again in surprised little spasms.

She giggled and tried to control her butt but it kept clenching as it tried to get used to the invasion. I smiled up at her and wiggled my finger just slightly so she could feel the movement inside her.

"Well?" I asked. "What do you think?"

Her face had gone flushed and she was grinning hugely. She licked her lips and tried not to be shy.

"Kinky," she said.

I chuckled softly with her on top of me and my finger half-buried into her butt. "This is just a taste," I said. "It's best to start slow."

"I like it," she said, allowing her butt to squeeze more freely, pulling at the finger and almost sucking on it. "It's turning me on."

"That's good. It you like this, then maybe we can do it properly sometime with a little lubrication and a vibrator, or maybe a strapon. I think you might turn out to be quite a little buttslut."

"Me too," she agreed, hissing in a breath with her brow puckered. "Push it in a little deeper."

I smirked and did as she said, easing my finger inward until the entire thing was inside her. She grinned some more and bit her lip from the tiny bit of pain, moaning pleasurably in her throat.

After a while her eyes opened and she looked at me. The look in her eyes gave me a thrill of intimacy and I was glad to be the one to do this with her. To share it with her. She clenched on the finger, smiling at my face, and clenched again pleasurably.

"It kind of hurts, but I really like it," she said. "I'm getting wet."

"So soon?"

"Yeah. Do you think I could come from just this?"

"We'll know soon enough."

She winced and sucked in a breath. She was rubbing her chest against mine, mashing our breasts together, and she was rocking her ass back into the finger.

"Ugh," she groaned, her blush darkening even further. "It really does feel good."

I smiled and began to pump the finger ever so gently, moving it only millimetres back and forth. "I like it as well," I told her. "It's a very tight little hole. Do you think you'll enjoy exploring mine as well?"

She smiled and nodded at the question but she seemed to be enjoying the gentle pump of my finger so much that she hadn't really been listening. I grinned and gave her hole a quick jab of my finger.

She gasped and her eyes flew open. I chuckled at that and continued to finger her more gently.

"Did you have any other experiments in mind?" I asked her.

"What do you mean?"

"You said you've been thinking about different things we should do. Surely you must've had ideas other than just anal."

"Oh, not much. Just bondage and spanking and things. Mostly I just wanted to let you know that I'd be willing to try anything you'd want. Everything you've ever done to me has been such a new and amazing experience. I want to experience it all. Every last lust in that twisted little heart of yours."

She levelled her dark eyes at mine and grinned and kissed me. I kissed her back and wriggled my finger inside her ass until she giggled and broke the kiss by biting her lip, still rubbing herself against my body. I smiled at her flushed and lust filled face and said:

"What about group sex?"

She stopped moving.

Her eyes opened.

The reaction was only a split second and I had to smile at it. The jealousy was instant and I hadn't even mentioned Heidi. But I knew that's what had immediately occurred to her. She chuckled to cover it up and resumed rubbing against me, her ass clenching on my finger in rhythm.

"Group sex?" she asked. "You mean…?"

"With other people, yes."

She didn't answer, she just looked into my eyes. Deep in those dark orbs there was a small excitement at the notion but it was greatly overwhelmed by her natural sense of monogamy. I smirked and began pumping my finger a little deeper into the tightness of her ass.

"What's the matter, Ms Swan?" I asked her cockily. "I thought you said you want to experience everything?"

She rose to the challenge and even allowed her mouth to curve into an angry smirk. "I said everything you want to do to me," she specified. "Not anyone else."

"But what if I want to share you? What if it would please me to watch you have sex with another woman?"

"Like who, Heidi?"

I grinned and chuckled, pleased at how she was simply saying what was on her mind. Her eyes had gone dark and angry but much of her authority was robbed by the fact that I had my finger in her ass.

"Oh dear," I teased. "This jealousy is really getting out of hand, Ms Swan. I didn't even mention Heidi."

"But that's who you're thinking of, right?"

"Perhaps."

"I don't like her."

"Excellent. The more you dislike each other, the sexier it'll be."

She pouted at me and this look was even more adorable than the glare. She was still rocking her body back and forth, pushing her ass against the finger buried in her backside, and I smiled up at her.

"Don't pout, my love," I said to her gently. "You and I both know there's not going to be an argument. It's too late to rescind your surrender. You belong to me now and you're going to do exactly what I say and guess what? You're going to love every minute of it."

I gave her a shove of my finger to remind her who was in charge. She gasped and winced and her tight little asshole spasmed a couple times as she regained control. Her eyes fluttered open again and that quick thrust seemed to have broken her resistance because the look she levelled at me was filled with nothing but love and submissiveness.

"You're right," she said. "I'm sorry."

I raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "You are?"

She nodded and moaned softly from the finger in her ass, proceeding closer and closer to orgasm. "Yes," she said. "I trust you, Victoria. I should learn by now not to question you. Everything you've ever done to me has been amazing. I'm sure this will be too. I'll fuck Heidi for you if that's what you want. You can fuck her too. Just promise me that I'm the one you love."

"You are and you always will be."

"Thank you."

"And thank you too, Ms Swan. Rest assured, your trust is not misplaced. I wouldn't force you to do anything that I wasn't positive you'd like. And given your taste for debasement, I think the decadence of group sex ought to suit you very well, hm?"

"Yeah, you're right. Fuck. That finger feels so good."

I chuckled at her expression; eyes closed, frowning, moaning, focused entirely on the finger in her butt. The hole was still very tight but it was loosened enough that I could pump it in and out and by now she was so wet that I could feel her slathered legs rubbing against my body.

Obviously now wasn't the time for a serious discussion on the dynamics of our relationship so I just grinned and wrapped my hand around her neck to make her open her eyes and look at me.

"I think it's time to make you come," I said. "Don't you?"

She nodded breathlessly with heat radiating off her face. "Yeah."

"Do you want anything in addition to the finger? Or is the finger enough?"

"I think it's enough. Just keep going. Do it faster."

I held her to me with one arm and began pumping the finger into her asshole. It was loosening even more and the expression on her face was trapped between pain and pleasure.

"Oh god," she groaned. "Yes. Just like that. Harder. Oh god, I can feel it coming. More. More. Oh god, more. Oh god. Oh god. OhhhHHH—!"

She came.

I had been watching her face as it happened and it was exquisite. Sweat was beaded across her forehead and her cheeks were dark red. Her eyes had rolled up and closed and her scream was frail and high pitched. My finger was almost crushed in the hot tightness of her ass and her whole body trembled and quivered from the strange intensity of it.

She gasped and whimpered and bit her lip and finally she collapsed forward on top of me, panting and wheezing. I chuckled and held her and kissed her damp hair as I slowly withdrew the finger. She murmured at the gesture. Her entire body weight was draped over me and I let my hand settle with a nice handful of that soft and slutty ass.

"I love you, Victoria," she murmured breathlessly. "I really do."

I smiled and patted her butt. "I love you too, Bella."

She was still breathing heavily but she managed to heft herself up and plant a kiss on my mouth.

Within the hour we were up and showered and dressed to go grocery shopping. The fridge was virtually empty and the girl was starving, rubbing her tummy and complaining as we coasted the aisles each with a basket at our elbows. I thought she could use a hearty breakfast so we picked up some bacon and eggs and a few other things before driving home. It had only been two days since I had fed from her so she could use the protein. The blood loss hadn't been dangerous but I certainly wouldn't risk feeding from her again, not any time soon.

While the girl cooked I took the opportunity to call Heidi. The girl glanced at me as she flipped the eggs and I leaned back against the counter with the phone at my ear, deliberately staying within earshot so that she could hear every word I said. Relationships like ours shouldn't have any secrets and I wanted her to know she could trust me. Heidi answered the phone but she didn't sound particularly enthused to hear from me. Our last meeting hadn't left the best impression on her and I felt it was probably best to meet with her again in person and smooth things over before throwing out the invitation of a threeway. I asked if she could meet me and we arranged to meet at noon in the same park where our paths had first recrossed.

The girl listened to all this discreetly but didn't speak about it until after she sat down to eat. It was almost close to noon so I went to change into something more stylish—a cream colored button down dress complete with a charcoal colored coat over it and a matching beret on my head—and then came back to watch her eat. She looked at my outfit and sipped from a glass of orange juice.

"So what are you going to say to her?" she asked.

I had a small makeup mirror in my hand and I was doing my lipstick quickly. "Not much," I said. "Just need to mend some fences."

"What if she's not interested?"

"She will be."

She snorted and poked at the bacon with her fork. I smiled and snapped shut the tiny mirror in my hand.

"If there something on your mind, Ms Swan, just say it," I told her.

She looked up and gave me one of her glares. "I don't like her," she said. "She's a fucking whore."

"Yes, it's one of her more redeeming qualities."

"I'm serious."

"So am I."

"You know, in case you forgot, this is the same woman you cheated on me with. In front of me. While I was handcuffed to the goddamn stairs."

She gestured at the staircase across the apartment with a wave of her hand. I smiled at the staircase and turned the smile to her.

"I know," I said. "And didn't you enjoy it just a little?"

She frowned, blushed, and pouted all at the same time. "That's not the point."

"No, the point is, you're just being silly. It's true that I did cheat on you in a manner of speaking—although in fairness you did try to kill me…"

She went a little abashed at that and I smiled and went on.

"…but look at us now. In many ways, it was that event that forced our feelings into place. Without Heidi, our animosities might've only grown until we literally did kill each other. It was only because of her that I realized how special you truly are to me."

"That's still not the point."

"Then what is the point, my dear?"

"The point is, I'm not interested in an open relationship. I want a real one."

"Then you're rather out of luck, considering such a thing is altogether impossible for a vampire—unless you intend to live the most boring existence imaginable, of course."

"I understand that, but…"

She sighed and let her shoulders slump. I waited for her to speak and eventually she looked up.

"It just doesn't feel right," she said.

I smiled at her and covered her hand with my own on the countertop. "You only feel that way because it's so soon and you haven't had time to adjust," I said. "And I understand that, I really do. But you'll like it once we get started and afterwards you'll find that the experience will only bring us closer. Okay?"

She listened to all that and nodded, accepting if not understanding. I smiled and released her hand.

"In any case, Heidi is my oldest friend and I'm running out of time to repair our relationship," I said. "If we had more time, I would be perfectly happy to defer any group experimentation until it was you yourself who were curious about it, but this may be my last opportunity to see her for decades. And honestly, you really ought to be more excited. I'm sure a nightlong orgy with a pair of voluptuous female vampires will hardly be the worst experience of your life, hm?"

She cracked a small smile at that. I was pleased to see it and I went around the counter to place a kiss on her lips.

I had left the house before she had finished breakfast. It was a nice day outside, sunny enough to wear a straw sunhat with a floppy brim, and while I walked to the park I let my mind mull over Ms Swan's insecurities. In trying to figure out how she felt, I realized that perhaps I felt the same way to an extent. Ms Swan and I had only been together and short while and we certainly weren't at a stage where we were tired of each other. On the contrary, our lust for each other only seemed to grow. So why then was I so eager to add Heidi to the equation?

But then again, I wasn't all that eager, was I? Like my darling mate, I would've been perfectly happy to keep to ourselves for many nights to come. But it was also true that Heidi was a dear friend—a dear friend that I had slighted recently. Our reunion had come at an awkward time, during this period where I was undergoing my first real changes in centuries, and in truth I wasn't sure where Heidi fit into my life anymore. When I was with James, encounters with Heidi had been a true delight. I wasn't aware at the time but the reason for that was obviously because I greatly preferred women and perhaps my feelings for James weren't as strong as I always thought they were. But now that I was with Ms Swan—Bella—it was different. Ms Swan not only had the female face and form that I always coveted but my love for her burned so intensely that it seemed to dim everything else. Now that I had my darling Bella, Heidi didn't quite seem as special or desirable anymore.

Yet when I came upon her in the park that afternoon I saw she was still as beautiful and lovely as ever. She was sitting on that same bench on the bridge where I had first found her, casually with her legs crossed, and like me was clad in a summerdress with a long coat over it. A sapphire silk scarf was wrapped around her head and she was wearing a large pair of stylish sunglasses over her eyes to protect her from the scant sunlight. She looked like a celebrity that didn't want to be recognized.

She rose when she saw me and together we smiled as we came into each other's arms to place a kiss on each other's cheeks. Once this little greeting ritual was done we unhanded each other and said our hellos before setting out at a stroll across the bridge with our arms linked. The park was rather busy this afternoon and there were joggers going by and blankets spread on the grassy hills where people relaxed and read books. The sun was strong enough to cast a reddishness over the dark mahogany locks that spilled from under Heidi's scarf.

"I won't deny I was happy to hear from you so soon," she was saying as we continued down the cobbled lane. "I take it the human has finally let you off the leash?"

I chuckled at that but I wasn't ignorant to the veiled insult. "We've come to an understanding, yes."

"And what exactly does that understanding entail, do tell."

"A threeway," I said with a smile. "To start with."

I expected her to be more excited at that but she surprised me by only heaving a sigh as we strolled along casually. "Oh, Victoria," she said in a longsuffering tone. "If I knew renewing our friendship would include such a burden I wouldn't have bothered."

I stopped walking and let my arm slip away from hers.

She turned to me.

"Burden?" I echoed in a tone of almost disbelief and sarcasm. "Oh, I'm sorry, Heidi, is my lover beneath you? Is that what you're saying?"

She could tell that she had wounded me but she wasn't apologetic in the least.

"Well," she said, "you'll have to forgive me for being blunt, but I simply do not understand the purpose of a human that isn't dead and bleeding. Especially the common cow that you happen to be shacked up with."

I stared at her.

Well I never.

"Ms Swan isn't a cow," I said, and it was true because sluts are actually pigs. But that didn't aid my point, so I didn't say it. "Nor is she merely a human," I went on. "She's my mate. And eventually she will be a vampire just like us. For now, however, you'll simply have to put up with her as a lowly human—that is, if you still wish to be a part of my life which of course, my dear friend, is entirely up to you."

The challenge was laid down. The line was drawn.

We were standing there in the middle of the lane and she seemed to be thinking over her options. All it would take was one false word and our friendship might never be the same. A cyclist went by on our left and there was laughter from a flock of children on a swingset.

Finally she sighed and brushed off the animosity as if it never occurred at all.

"Of course I want to be part of your life, my dearest," she said. "I just don't exactly relish this petty annoyance between us."

It occurred to me that her issue was almost identical to Ms Swan's and the realization made me laugh. "Oh, Heidi," I said cheerfully. "You're just as bad as Bella, you really are. I suppose I should be flattered that two gorgeous women want me exclusively to themselves, hm?"

"On the contrary," she retorted. "There's a coven from Denali nearby that I'd be more than happy to take you to visit. Currently their members are entirely female and they do enjoy a good time."

"Do they indeed? Well, well."

"Actually, they are the ones who told me about James."

That made me pause. The mention of this female coven had caused a stirring of excitement but now I went cold.

They told Heidi about James?

Which meant…

"They have contact with the coven who killed him?" I asked her.

Heidi gave something of a shrug. "Apparently."

I paused again. This coven knew the coven who killed James. Which meant they might possibly have information that could lead me to his killers.

I wasn't sure how I felt about that. I thought I had moved past all attachment to James after acquiring Bella but this was a rather rousing turn of events. Revenge for James had been what led me to Ms Swan in the first place and for a while I had been willing to let her old protectors come find her so that I could revenge him properly. But was it really important anymore? James had been a good partner and I had many fond memories of him. But he hadn't been my mate. Bella was my mate.

Heidi was waiting for me patiently but she seemed aware that my mind had switched rails. She folded her arms and tapped her shoe on the lane.

"Well?" she prompted. "What is it going to be, Victoria?"

Her words recalled me to the subject at hand and I wasn't sure what to tell her. "I'm afraid the choice is yours, Heidi dear," I said. "Ms Swan is my mate now and I find myself with few desires that don't include her."

Heidi sighed. A bird called from a copse of trees over the hill. I watched her and in that moment I realized that I did miss her. My old friend. Why did she have to be so stubborn?

She still had her arms folded and after a moment I came toward her and unfolded them and took her hands in my own. She looked at me from behind the dark round panes of her sunglasses. I couldn't see her eyes but I knew how stubborn she could be about certain things and I knew that it was up to me to extend the olive branch.

So I smiled at her and spoke warmly.

"Heidi, tell me the truth," I said. "Why do you dislike my mate so much?"

She sighed and looked down at our hands. She hesitated a moment and then she finally spoke. "In truth, I had hoped to find you unattached. I've been through so many partners and lovers throughout the centuries, but the only one I continue to long for is you. So when I heard James was dead—coincidently at this point in my life when I wanted to settle down—I thought perhaps you and I…"

She let her words trail off wistfully. The rest was very obvious and she didn't bother saying it. My heart warmed at her confession. I had suspected she felt that way but it was flattering to hear it from her own mouth.

I let go of her hands and removed her sunglasses so that I could see her eyes. They were dark red and sad. Lonely. Unfed in a long time. It was a look I had never seen in them and it caused me to feel a welling of sympathy for her. I had always seen Heidi as an elder sister, an aunt, even a mother. I didn't like to see her vulnerable.

I smiled at her and lifted a flirty brow.

"Come now, Heidi, we both know a girl like me would never be enough to satisfy you as a mate," I said. "It's actually quite heartless of you to even tease such a thing. I would've been entirely at your mercy and you would've done nothing but break my heart and discard me as soon as you got sick of me."

My words seemed to have the right effect. The vulnerability in her eyes was singed away by a smirk and she even chuckled and looked away bashfully.

"Oh, I wouldn't be too sure," she said, smiling and lifting her eyes back to mine. "Of the thousands of women I've been with, none of them were ever as lovely as you."

She lifted a hand and brushed the backs of her knuckles against my cheek. I smiled at the touch and felt ripples of excitement through my body. It had been a very hefty compliment and I knew I ought to be wary of accepting it and yet I was unable not to.

"I can name one woman lovelier," I said.

She lifted a brow. "Ms Swan?"

"You," I said, and then I cupped her cheek and placed a kiss on her lips.

The kiss had a strange effect on me. In some ways it felt the same as every kiss I had ever shared with Heidi. A simple expression of intimacy. But now there was also a tiny glimmer of guilt as Ms Swan's face flashed behind my closed eyes. Would she approve? Would she be angry if she saw me now? Would she be sad?

All those thoughts occurred to me without answers in little more than an instant and I pushed them away as I broke the kiss softly. A jogger who had been going by had actually stopped to stare at the kiss, innocent as it was, and a woman on a bench was staring as well. Heidi and I chuckled at the attention we gathered and then we linked arms and continued down the lane.

"So," I said as we strolled along in the sunlight. "Does this mean my mate and I will have the pleasure of your company tonight?"

She sighed and nodded. "Yes, I suppose so."

"Oh, do be more enthusiastic, Heidi. My poor Ms Swan is self-conscious about this enough already."

"She ought to be self-conscious, with all those human imperfections of hers."

"Nonsense, her humanity is one of her greatest assets. Such warmth and softness—oh, it's divine."

By now we had come to the sidewalk around the perimeter of the park and she stopped and let her arm slip from mine. She was still civil but I could tell she wasn't particularly happy about any of these arrangements—even if she was willing to go along with it for now.

"Yes, well," she said. "Tonight, then?"

I smiled brightly. "Of course," I said. "I'll make arrangements at a nice hotel and text you the details. We'll take care of everything, all you'll have to do is show up and look as lovely as you always do. As our guest, your every need will be catered to."

"How splendid."

"Sarcasm, Heidi?"

"No, no, I'm just not sure if a bumbling human between us would be more of a detriment to my needs than anything else."

"Oh, nonsense. What Ms Swan lacks in experience, she more than makes up for in intuitiveness. You'll be simply astounded at her stamina. She is a veritable beast in bed."

"She does resemble a beast, yes."

"Oh, Heidi, you're terrible."

I laughed gaily and kissed her on the cheek and then kissed the other cheek as well. She did the same but on the second kiss she held her lips there so that I couldn't see her face as she whispered:

"I don't suppose we can make a meal of her as well?"

I pulled away, forcing myself to smile as if she had only been joking. "Perish the thought, Heidi dear, Ms Swan is my mate and I insist on you treating her as such."

She sighed tiresomely and adjusted her handbag at her elbow.

"Oh, very well," she said. "Till tonight, then."

"You'll like her, Heidi, I promise."

"Perhaps I will," she said, and then she gave me a smile and turned and continued down the sidewalk.

I watched her go for a moment, ignoring the glimmer of misgiving in my chest.

Then I turned and went in the opposite direction.

It wasn't a long walk back to the apartment but I had plenty of time to reflect on what a disaster tonight was shaping up to be. Ms Swan clearly had no interest in such a thing and even Heidi was very uncharacteristically not interested. In addition to all this there was a good amount of jealousy between all women involved. Why had I even gone to the trouble of arranging it all? All parties seemed extremely ungrateful. Am I the only woman here who can set aside her feelings and enjoy a lovely night of group sex? I just hoped it would turn out better than I feared.

Ironically it was Ms Swan who gave me more confidence. The amount of trust she had placed in me was staggering and I knew in my heart that I could count on her forgiveness and understanding and willingness to let me make it up to her if anything went wrong tonight. But Heidi? I had no idea what Heidi was thinking. She had admitted that she hoped we could've been more than just friends but weren't we already more than just friends? Our sexual experiences together were more than isolated encounters. There had always been a deep bond between us. I could understand why she wanted that bond to deepen even further but why couldn't she respect my feelings for Ms Swan?

By the time I got back to the house I had been gone just over an hour. I was feeling frustrated and confused and I wanted nothing more than to simply wrap my arms around my mate and inhale her scent and let her love soothe away my anxieties.

Unfortunately, she had company.

It was the young landlady from whom I had rented the house. She was sitting at the kitchen counter with a cup of coffee and Ms Swan was standing by the coffeemaker with a mug of her own in her hands. They appeared to have been having a friendly and completely innocent chat, so naturally my heart twisted in jealousy and my mind began to swarm with suspicion. I had been out hardly an hour and now I came back to find my mate entertaining an athletic brunette in a black leather jacket? And I was supposed to assume nothing was going on here?

They had both looked over as the front door opened and now I came forward, smiling at our guest and restraining myself from tearing her head off just yet.

"Ms Clearwater," I said pleasantly. "Hello, what a surprise."

She tossed her chin in greeting and then nodded at a small pile of envelopes on the countertop. "There was a mix up with your mail so I decided to bring it over," she said. "Bella let me in."

I looked at Ms Swan and then I looked at Ms Clearwater. The young landlady had her eyebrows raised, as if silently asking why I had smuggled a girl into the apartment without mentioning it, and Ms Swan was smiling slightly as if somehow she had noticed my sudden and irrational jealousy.

And beyond all that the girl was still a known subject of a kidnapping whose face had been all over the media and who apparently hadn't even troubled to give this other girl a fake name. Obviously the young landlady hadn't recognized her at all, but still, it had been extremely stupid to let her inside the house.

But I chuckled away all the awkwardness and stepped forward to examine the envelopes—mostly just junk mail. "Yes, I hope you don't mind," I said, referring to Bella. "I know you specified no pets, but she doesn't make noise and she's more than capable of cleaning up after herself."

"So she's your roommate?"

"My girlfriend, to be honest," I said, smiling and moving around the counter to place a kiss on Ms Swan's lips—making it very clear who she belonged to.

The kiss made her blush and glance shyly at our guest. Ms Clearwater raised her eyebrows at the display, as if she was surprised but thought it was kind of tacky to show off like that.

"Oh," she said. "Well, you should've told me she was moving in here before I rented you the place, but whatever."

I had my arm around Ms Swan's waist and now Ms Clearwater stood up from the stool.

"I gotta go," she said, and then she smiled at Bella. "Thanks for the coffee."

Bella smiled and nodded back and again I bridled my jealousy. Best friends already, were they? How fucking lovely.

The young landlady left and then I was alone with Bella. I let go of her waist and looked at her. She looked back boldly, smiling in a way that seemed to suggest everything had gone exactly to her womanish plan. My heart was still in the grip of jealousy and in all honesty I quite the enjoyed the feeling.

"You made her coffee?" I asked calmly.

"Mmhm."

"Why?"

"Because I thought it would make you jealous."

A grin broke over my face.

"You little bitch," I said, and then I lunged for her waist and began tickling her mercilessly.

She shrieked with laughter and tried to push my hands away but I got them under her top and began tickling the bare and sensitive skin of her sides until she was giggling uncontrollably.

Finally she collapsed against me and I stopped tickling her and just held her instead. She wrapped her arms around me, her breath heaving, and giggled a few more times as she tried to calm down.

"I'm sorry," she wheezed. "I knew I shouldn't have answered the door, but…"

"But you wanted to make me jealous?"

"Yeah."

"Well, it worked. Congratulations. Perhaps we really aren't ready to begin sharing our relationship with other people. I hated to even see you share coffee with that girl."

She giggled again and released me from the hug. The look on her face was coy and kind of impish.

"Oh, I don't know," she said. "She's pretty cool, you know. That Leah girl. I could definitely picture doing it with her. A threeway. She might even be bi, she had a kind of vibe."

I narrowed my eyes at her. "Is this you still trying to make me jealous?"

She smiled and shook her head. "No, I'm serious. I was thinking about what you said, and you're right. Group sex could be a lot of fun. We just need the right person, that's all. Like Leah, maybe."

"And not Heidi?"

I had seen through her little ploy and now her smile dimmed a little. I smirked and chuckled to myself.

"Good lord," I said. "This is turning out to be more trouble than it's worth."

"Hey, you're the one who wants to do it."

"Yes, but that's only because I thought we could all have a lot of fun together. I didn't count on both of you being so difficult. I swear, you're like a viper and a mongoose."

"Since when do vipers hate geese?"

I looked at her pityingly, standing there all beautiful and darkhaired and stupid-looking. She didn't know what a mongoose was and she was never going to finish highschool. Sad.

She shook away her confusion and focused more on the subject at hand.

"Well, if she doesn't want to do it either," she said, "why can't we just forget about it?"

But I shook my head and wouldn't hear of it. "No, no, no, the plans are already made," I said. "The three of us are going out tonight and we're all going to have a lovely time—whether you and her want to or not. Understood?"

She sighed skeptically and placed her arms around my neck.

"If you say so, Victoria," she said.

I smiled at her obedience and she smiled back and gave me a kiss.

The rest of the day was spent preparing for our night out. I was determined to make tonight special and the first requirement of that was special underwear. To my very great relief, the girl put up no fuss whatsoever as we browsed the lingerie boutique. On the contrary, she even seemed to grow excited as she examined various lace undergarments and smiled and giggled and pictured herself wearing them or pictured them on me, and I encouraged her excitement by leaving all the decisions to her. I asked her what color she'd like to wear and she very eagerly chose black. I complimented her choice and mentioned that black was a very empowering color and it would suit her perfectly. I showed her some panties and bras and some stockings as well. She confessed that she had never worn anything like these things before and I told her to take her time. To choose wisely. To select something that would make Heidi seethe in jealousy. She heeded my advice and it took her almost an hour to piece together an outfit consisting of crotchless panties, pushup bra, stockings, and a garter belt.

After that it was my turn and again I let her choose everything. I told her I would wear anything she wanted to see me in and naturally she gravitated toward shades of red. Smiling, she would take articles from the rack and look them over and then glance at my body as if to picture them on me. I added my own seductive input and eventually she had an outfit assembled for me as well, similar to her own but in a nice scarlet color. I complimented her on the wisdom of her selections and she beamed proudly as she asked if there was anything else we needed. I told her we should also buy some things for Heidi and this seemed to excite her as well. She grinned and joked that we should just let the bitch go naked but I chided her and said that as the hosts for the evening it was our responsibility to make Heidi feel comfortable. She snorted at that but she seemed to enjoy the distinction of us being the hosts and Heidi as merely a guest. A third. Her pride wouldn't allow her to be quite as enthusiastic about this next part but she followed me around the store and made dry quips about how ugly anything would look on Heidi. I'm sure it was mostly false bravado. Even the scantily clad mannequins in the store seemed to turn her on so I'm sure Heidi would have no trouble doing the same. Still, it was that pride that I loved about her so much. Ms Swan had always had the most perfect blend of self-respect and sluttiness. The lingerie I selected for my old friend was lavender in color and eventually we left the store with our purchases in a small pink bag.

The hotel I made reservations at was called the Paramount. It was a luxury highrise on the waterfront and the girl was smiling and gazing up at the building as we pulled up that night in our red sportscar and handed over the keys to a parking attendant.

Our room was one of the penthouse suite on the top floor and she became even more excited when she saw it. There was a marble coffeetable flanked by two velvet couches with velvet cushions and the fireplace was marble as well. Above the fireplace was a redwood mantle and an oilpainting of a landscape in a gold frame. There were two beds in the bedroom, both queen size, and there was a nightstand between them with an antique lamp on a gold stand sitting on it. I placed the travelbag we had packed onto one of the beds while the girl wandered over to the window where the skyline of Seattle glittered in the night outside. I asked her what she thought of the room and she nodded and smiled and said maybe tonight would be fun after all. I smiled and unzipped the bag and flipped it open. Inside was filled with underwear, makeup, perfume, and sex toys.

The first thing we did was order a bottle of champagne. The second thing we did was shower and while we shower we teased each other with kissing and giggling and a little fondling and then we got out and dried off with white terrycloth towels before blowdrying our hair. The girl's excitement had reached a point where she practically pranced back into the room to put her lingerie on and I gave her a snort and asked if she was really that eager to have sex with Heidi. But she snorted right back and said she couldn't give a fuck about Heidi. That she was just excited to be with me. I smiled and kissed her and with our naked breasts pressed together like that it was really difficult to restrain ourselves from getting started too early.

We still had about half an hour before Heidi arrived, which was plenty of time to get ready. Ms Swan was already stepping into her panties but I halted her and said the garter and stockings go on first. I then showed her on myself, stepping into the red lace garter belt and pulling it up over my hips before pulling on the thigh-high stockings as well and clipping them to the garter belt. She watched, grinning, and she was very impressed with my balance at how I had simply slipped the stockings on like socks and I told her it only took practice. She had her own garter belt on by now, a strip of sexy black lace around her hips, and I offered to help her with her stockings. She sat down on the bed, smiling, and I knelt at her feet and poked her toes into the black stockings and pulled them up over her smooth pale legs. This excited her more than anything and I kissed her kneecaps while caressing the sinful silkiness of her calves. The scent of her arousal was wafting from between her legs and, giving in to impulse, I opened her thighs and pressed my mouth to her pussy. She moaned and pushed her hips forward into my mouth and I licked her for a while until I finally managed to force myself to stop. It wouldn't do to spoil our appetites just yet.

The girl had a glass of champagne to cool down and after we finally had all our lingerie on she bought another glass of champagne into the bathroom while I did her makeup. She wanted it as lavish and slutty as possible and I was perfectly happy to oblige. By the time I was done her eyes were deeply darkened with eyeshadow and her eyelashes were all but dripping with thick black mascara. I did my own makeup in a similar fashion while she sipped her champagne and left lipstick smudges on the glass. Her eyes kept catching with mine in the mirror as I flicked my lashes with mascara and she smiled and allowed herself to stare lovingly.

Back in the bedroom we slipped on our shoes and finally our outfits were complete. I watched the girl's back as she poured herself another glass of champagne and my heart glowed with pride as my eyes roamed her magnificent attire, standing there in her heels and stockings, her pale buttocks intersected with black garter straps. She turned with the glass and smiled at me with her face covered in makeup and her breasts hiked up in that black lace bra and that slit in her panties revealing her entrance. I smiled as well and approached her at a slow saunter, revelling in how her eyes moved up and down my body, over my own stockings and heels, my crotchless panties, my enormous boobs in their bulging bra cups.

I lifted a hand and brushed the backs of my knuckles at her hair gently.

"You look incredible," I told her.

She giggled, almost shyly. "Thanks," she said, and sipped her champagne. "So when does Heidi get here?"

"Soon."

She nodded and then pouted a bit. "I wish it was just us," she said. "This is the first time we've worn anything like this. It's a shame we have to ruin it with her."

I chuckled and cupped her face. "You say that, but I know deep down you're very excited."

She smirked and didn't answer for a moment and then she rolled her eyes.

"Fine," she said. "Maybe I'm a little bit excited."

I gave her a quick kiss on the lips and winked.

"I knew you were," I said, and then I went to the bed and scooped up the travelbag.

She smiled and watched me as I began arranging the sex toys on the dresser. "You know what I keep thinking about?"

"What, my love?"

"That other night. When you fucked her right in front of me. I keep thinking I should be more angry about it but all I can think about was how hot it was."

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"There's not?"

"Of course not. You can't judge yourself by conventional standards. It's your unique sexuality that makes our relationship possible."

"I guess so."

I smiled at her pensiveness and set down a vibrator beside a pair of strap-ons. "You need to learn to revel in the wrongness, my dear, not resist against it. Above all you must remember that our relationship has no boundaries because our love has no boundaries. No matter what, there is nothing that could ever come between us. Nothing that could ever dull or dilute our feelings. So tonight I want you to shed your fears and unleash your inner desires. Okay?"

She looked at the array of sex toys that I had spread on the polished tabletop of the oakwood dresser. Dildos, strapons, vibrators, all different colors and sizes, some studded, some ribbed. She smiled at the collection and then smiled at me.

"If you say so," she said.

I nodded and then I set down the travelbag on the floor. The girl sipped her champagne and sighed and then she set down the glass and put her hands on my breasts.

The gesture took me by surprise, but pleasantly. I smiled and watched her as she gripped the cups of the bra and squeezed them and gazed at the swelling mounds wistfully.

"I still kind of wish it was just us, though," she said.

I smiled and didn't reply as she played with my breasts a little, rolling them and bunching them and then leaning to lick at my cleavage. I chuckled and stroked her hair.

"Heidi is going to be here any minute."

"I don't care," she said, and then she popped one of my nipples out of the bra and suckled at it.

I laughed and continued stroking her hair, my vagina beginning to hum. Truth be told, I kind of wished it would be only me and her as well. At least then we could start right away.

But then there was a knock at the door and the wait was over.

I giggled and tapped her head to make her stop. Reluctantly she sighed and let the nipple slip from her mouth. I smiled at her and tucked my breast back into the bra.

"That must be Heidi," I said. "Are you ready?"

She heaved another sigh, her entire chest rising and falling, and nodded a few times unenthusiastically. I grinned and kissed her lips.

Then I hurried to go answer the door.

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AN: Funnily enough, this is the first chapter of the story that ends on a semi-cliffhanger. I could've included the actual threeway, but I want that scene to be quite extensive, so I thought it would be better to leave it for the next chapter.

This one was another fairly fluffy chapter, but don't worry, it'll darken quicker than you think. Hope it turned out okay. I thought the anal lemon was cute, lol. There was also a scene with Leah and a hint at the Denali's, etc. They'll be involved soon. Hope nobody's too turned off by the idea of the threeway. Rest assured, the pairing of this story is exclusively Bella/Victoria. Everything else is just plot/conflict.

Okay, that's all. Just to let you know, I might have to slow down my update pace. I'm very exhausted lately. Speaking of which, I have to apologize for any decline in the quality of these later chapters. My creativity feels very strained at the moment and I think it might be showing. A lot of scenes feel very sloppy compared to earlier chapters.

Either way, hopefully I'll be able update soon. Till next time. ;)