AN: Oh, I forgot to mention! There's no Laurent or Eleazar in this fic. They're both very minor, and I'm sure I'm not the only femmeslash fanatic here who's sick and tired of male characters in every fucking story they click on. To be honest, I never even wanted to mention James or Edward. When I first started the story, I was going to pretend that Bella's mate had been Alice and that Victoria's mate had been Jamie - a female James.
Anyway, just wanted to mention that quickly. Hope you like the chapter. :)
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Chapter 22:
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Two nights later Bella and I were driving up to a stately mansion just outside the city where our new friends from Denali had apparently made their humble residence. Bella was quite impressed. The large iron gate had stood open to greet us and the tires of our red sportscar—which failed to make me feel all that glamourous at the moment—crunched on the fine white gravel as we progressed around a fountain that featured stone maidens with water jugs and weathered robes that revealed a breast each. I parked before the portico, huge double doors of dark and polished oak beneath a tiled roof supported by thick marble columns.
Bella was staring out the window and the silence was quite silent after I turned off the engine.
"Wow," she said eventually, gazing up at the façade of the mansion. "Nice place. How come all vampires have a mansion but you?"
I tried not to feel too inferior and I even managed a breezy chuckle. "I was more suited to the life of a nomad. Material possessions were never that important to me and I never saw much point in amassing fortunes and acquiring private islands."
Bella chuckled as well. Luckily she didn't seem to particularly care about these material things either and her awe of the house was mostly just innocent. Either way we had more important things to worry about at the moment.
"Listen," I said. "Before we go in, there's something we need to be on the same page about."
She nodded and went serious. "Okay."
"If things progress to an orgy," I said. "Are we cool with that?"
The question took her by surprise. Evidently she perhaps had expected concern about her safety rather than the possibility of an orgy. She looked like it hadn't even occurred to her, which was surprising as well, since she knew full well that vampires weren't the most monogamous of creatures.
"Errr…I don't know," she said. "Are we?"
I gave her a shrug and a little excited smile. "I am if you are."
She chuckled and gave a shrug as well. We were both wearing nice dresses, me in red, her and black, and we were both beautiful enough that there seemed to be a real possibility of it, assuming our hosts were inclined that way.
"Well, uh, okay," she said. "Sure, I guess. I'd be cool with that."
I grinned and leaned over the gearshift to give her a kiss.
"Excellent," I said. "I'll follow your lead then."
"Okay."
"Aside from that, just be your usual charming self and I'm sure we'll have this whole thing sorted out in no time. Most of them are already on our side, I think they only want to see that you aren't under any duress, or anything."
She nodded and I gave her another kiss. Then we got out the car.
Bella wobbled slightly in the gravel—still not quite the master of her high heels—and there were two steps before the door. There was a goldplated knocker and I took it with my fingertips and tapped lightly with it. The sound could be heard echoing inside the mansion.
The night was rather brisk but neither Bella nor I wore coats. My dress was ankle length with a split up the thigh and the red satin shimmered in the lamplight. Bella's dress was pitch black with a belled skirt and sturdy corset that bulged her breasts in the neckline. She seemed slightly nervous, smoothing down her gown with her hands, and I gave her an encouraging smile just before the door opened.
It was our host, the woman named Tanya. She wore a white dress and white fur coat and together with her pale blonde hair and the warm light of the interior behind her she seemed almost angelic. Her face was somewhat reserved but she did have a smile to offer Bella.
"Good evening, Bella," she said.
Right away I could tell Bella was somewhat struck by the other woman's beauty. The only other time she had seen her was in a moment of panic in the half light of the living room. Now she was seeing her properly and even I had to admit that the woman was special, even by vampire standards. Something ethereal about her. Serene. Otherworldly.
"Hi," Bella said, impressively without stammering.
I smiled at her and turned the smile to Tanya. "Hello, Tanya," I said pleasantly, forcing a certain friendliness right from the beginning. "I must say, you look absolutely lovely."
"As do both of you," Tanya replied, and then she stepped back and opened the door some more. "Come in, please."
Bella glanced at me as if to check if it was okay. I gave her a nod and she entered with me only a step behind her.
The foyer of the mansion was bigger than our entire house. Two different staircases wound upward into the balconies above, both carpeted in red, and in the ceiling shimmered a grand crystal chandelier. Bella was looking around and she seemed more in awe of the opulence than of her host herself.
"Wow," she said. "Nice place."
It was the exact same words she had used in the car. I remembered, because I was very jealous. Starting tomorrow I was going to have to begin accumulating a private fortune somehow. If I had known that one day I would have a young female mate to impress, I would've began a long time ago.
Tanya smiled at the compliment and led us through the foyer graciously. "Thank you, come right this way," she said. "We prepared some refreshments for you, so please help yourself."
We were entering a parlour where a fire was crackling warmly in a marble fireplace and the other members of her coven were waiting. Like their leader, they all seemed rather more attractive than the first time I had seen them and I'm sure Bella would agree.
Kate was wearing a pink cocktail dress and pink shoes on her feet. Her blonde hair was richer than her leader, more gold, and it framed a face that was smiling quite charmingly at us. Irena was leaning against a grandpiano and she was attired in an emerald dress of dark satin. Her hair was woven up into a bun that gave her the look of a strict schoolteacher who was easily annoyed.
Lastly was the Spanish woman Carmen. She was standing by the fireplace and the live flames of it lent her an extra ambiance of fierceness. Her dress was red, like mine, and the crimson fabric conformed perfectly to her dark skin and ample body. I gave her a bold look of attraction that made her glower all the darker. I admit I found her far more ravishing than her sisters. We seemed to have similar taste, in fashion at least, and I'd always been partial to dark haired women who like to put up a fight.
Bella smiled at them all, perhaps feeling slightly inferior as the only human in the room, and turned her gaze to the refreshments that Tanya had mentioned. There was a glass decanter of water along with two crystal tumblers—as if some other human guest were expected—and a small tray of h'orderves.
She lifted a brow and turned back to Tanya.
"No alcohol?" she asked.
Kate smiled at that and I had to smile too. It seemed our host had just lost a few cool points. Tanya gave her something of a chiding smile.
"Aren't you still underage?"
And there goes a few more cool points.
Bella snorted. "I don't know if Victoria told you, but I'm a bit of a bad girl these days."
Carmen was frowning at all this, her arms folded under her breasts, but Kate giggled.
"Don't worry," she said, "I'll get you a bottle of something."
Tanya didn't quite seem to approve but she said nothing as Kate sailed out of the room. Instead Tanya turned back to Bella and forced herself to smile once more as she gestured to the sofa.
"Please," she said. "Sit."
Bella nodded, glancing toward the other two women in the room, perhaps a tad disconcerted by Irena's chilling elegance and Carmen's fiery glare, before taking a seat on the sofa. I sat down beside her and she smiled as if relieved that I was staying close.
For a moment no one spoke. None seemed to know how to move forward with this strange meeting. I crossed my legs and cleared my throat quietly. Bella sat with her hands in her lap and looked about at her hosts, still somewhat taken by their beauty. The only sound in the room was the low crackle of the fireplace and the silence continued until Kate came back with a bottle of wine and a glass.
She handed the glass to Bella and Bella took it and held it as Kate bent and poured it full with a smile and her cleavage quite visible.
"I fetched it from the cellar," she was saying. "It's French."
Bella sipped it shyly and said: "Mmm. Thanks."
Kate smiled at her. It struck me as rather flirty or even seductive and perhaps her coven-mates—who knew her much better than I—saw it as well. Tanya cleared her throat, as if to warn the other woman, and Kate backed off from Bella and set the of bottle wine on the sideboard beside the decanter of water.
Irena shook her head at her sister's antics and Carmen exhaled through her nose. Bella sipped again and she seemed mostly oblivious that the other woman had basically hit on her. Tanya gave her coven-mate a minor glare and then turned to Bella to begin.
"First of all, I'd like to apologize for frightening you the other day," she said. "We were under the impression that circumstances were different from what they may actually be."
Bella nodded and her guard seemed to go up now that the conversation was turning serious. "It's okay," she said. "I'm just glad Vicky didn't get hurt."
I smiled and had to restrain a giggle.
Vicky.
She didn't often call me that but I liked it. She had chosen her words well, too, graciously accepting the other woman's apology while at the same time demonstrating her concern for me. Very smart. Or perhaps dumb luck. A few glances were exchanged by our hosts, as if even now they couldn't quite grasp how this girl could've fallen for her kidnapper. I smiled at them and wrapped my arm around Bella. I was gloating, perhaps, but I wanted to demonstrate my own affection too.
Tanya cleared her throat again, frowning slightly at the contact, and went on.
"The reason we invited you here tonight," she said, "is for you to help us properly ascertain what those circumstances really are. Considering Victoria's history with yourself and the Cullen's, you can understand why we'd be reluctant to simply take her at her word."
Bella glanced at me and I gave her a nod to let her know she could say whatever she wanted. That I trusted her. She turned back to Tanya and glanced at Carmen by the fire and Kate and Irena leaning against the lacquered black surface of the grandpiano and back at Tanya again.
"Okay," she said. "What do you want to know?"
Everyone in the room glanced toward Tanya and Tanya herself seemed somewhat at a loss. She didn't seem the kind of woman who enjoyed prying into other people's personal affairs but in this case she had to make an exception.
"Well," she said. "To begin with, why don't you tell us how the two of you met?"
I cringed inwardly. All things considered it was a very innocent question to ask a couple you were trying to get to know but we weren't the most innocent of couples. Bella chuckled and glanced at me and back at Tanya.
"Well, uh…it's kind of embarrassing," she said.
Tanya raised a brow. "How come?"
Evidently it had slipped her mind that our relationship began as a kidnapping—among other things. Bella glanced at me again but this time she smirked and gained confidence before turning back to our host.
"She came to kill me," she said. "At my house. She had been stalking me for a while and one day I came home from school and found her in my bedroom. Naked."
This time I couldn't supress the cringe. I touched my forehead in embarrassment. Dear lord, did she really have to admit that?
Tanya seemed just as awkward as I was and Carmen's amber eyes flashed in anger. A small and almost mocking smirk tilted the corner of Irena's mouth and Kate actually grinned.
"Naked?" Kate repeated.
I chuckled to try and alleviate the awkwardness. "Yes, well," I said. "I'm sure we're all guilty of getting a bit sexual with our victims from time to time, hm?"
"We feed from deer," Irena said dryly.
I smirked and gave her a shrug. "To each their own."
Kate giggled at that and earned a harsh glare from Carmen. Tanya glared at her too, mostly just at the interruption, and turned back to Bella.
"What happened then?" she asked, I guess figuring she may as well hear the rest of the story.
Bella smiled and glanced at me, beginning to loosen up. "Then she, well, uh…you know." She turned back to Tanya and said quite boldly: "Raped me."
Silence.
Two pairs of eyebrows lifted—Kate's and Irena's—and one pair drew into a frown—Carmen's. Tanya didn't seem to react outwardly very much at all. She was studying the girl on the sofa, reading her expression very closely. Bella sipped her wine, sitting there under my arm, and said nothing else.
Kate glanced around at her coven mates and down at the carpet and murmured to herself:
"Awkward…"
Bella smiled and chuckled. "I know it sounds pretty bad when you say it out loud, but she was really gentle," she said. Then she shrugged and added: "Well, kinda. She did throw an alarm clock at my head."
She giggled at that and I cringed again.
"You're not making the best case for me, my love," I said with a nervous glance at our hosts.
Bella realized what she was saying and that not many women in the room seemed to see the romantic side—Kate alone was kind of smiling—and decided to switch tactics.
"Look, this is stupid," she said to Tanya. "Why should we have to justify ourselves to you? It's our relationship and we can do whatever we want. We don't need anyone's approval. Why is it any of your business, anyway?"
I felt a flush of pride. My darling Bella.
Kate seemed to agree with all that and she glanced at her leader for her response. Tanya returned Bella's gaze steadily.
"It's my business because Edward is a dear friend to me," she said. "And you are very dear to him."
That was perhaps the wrong thing to say. It angered Bella. Her eyes darkened and her voice rose. "So what does that mean?" she demanded. "If my relationship with Victoria isn't good enough you're just gonna take me and ship me to Edward? What gives you the right to judge?"
Tanya's eyes bored into Bella's. Looking for something. Searching. Bella didn't look away and the longer the eye contact lasted the harder Tanya's gaze became. The tension continued to rise, the fire crackling in the background, until the quiet voice of Kate chimed in.
"She kind of has a point, Tanya," she said.
Tanya glanced away and looked at Kate. Then she sighed and turned back to Bella. Her face had gone troubled and the expression sorted oddly with her usual serenity. As if her facial features weren't quite used to making it. As if in all her hundreds of years she rarely if ever encountered anything that disturbed her quite like this girl on the sofa did.
She shook her head and her voice came out soft.
"I find all this very difficult to fathom," she said.
Bella didn't waver. "You're not required to fathom it," she said. "All we want is for you to leave us alone. Victoria and I love each other and want to be with each other. Isn't that enough?"
Tanya had no answer to that but she still didn't seemed convinced—although it couldn't be Bella's feelings she doubted. Bella's feelings were clear to all. But perhaps it was the very clarity of those feelings that made them so wrong.
Carmen so far had held her tongue but at this point she seemed just as disgusted by my beloved as she had been of me.
"This woman murdered your father," she said in a tone of disbelief. "Do you not care?"
Bella snorted and gave her a mocking look. "Not particularly."
Carmen looked like she had been slapped. She couldn't believe it. Even I was a bit stunned. The poor departed police chief perhaps deserved just a bit more pity than that. Carmen looked around at her coven mates, each of them silent and somewhat disconcerted, and then she turned back to Bella.
"Then you're just as repugnante as she is," she said.
Tanya could sense the Spanish woman was on the verge of theatrics and she tried to calm her down.
"Carmen, please," she said.
But Carmen spat on the floor—on the beautiful persian rug—and spun around so fast the skirt of her red dress flared around her browned thighs like a dance move before parading out of the room in her red leather heels. I watched her go as a flare of attraction passed over my body.
I really needed to fuck that woman.
None of her coven-mates moved to intercept her and Kate and Irena shared a glance, almost as if they found it sort of amusing. They were both still leaning on that grand piano, Kate in pink, Irena in green, and I had to admit they were both very attractive as well. Too bad the meeting wasn't going so well, I really had hopes for an orgy.
Tanya waited until the room had settled again and then she took a chair—an upholstered antique—and set it by the sofa and sat down to speak with Bella more seriously. Bella watched her, slightly on her guard, and Tanya spoke to her gently.
"My concern is that you may be suffering from some kind of post-traumatic stress that has caused you to believe you may be in love in order to avoid more pain," she said. "Do you think that could be what's happening here?"
Bella looked at her blandly. "Do I look traumatized to you?"
"Well, no, but…"
"Look, there was no trauma, okay?" Bella interrupted. "That's the point. No matter what she did, no matter how brutal or hardcore, it was really no big deal to me. I liked it. It was exactly what I wanted. I'm not a normal girl. I'm different. So is Vicky. We're the same, Vicky and I, only opposite. We're a perfect match. Mirror images. We complete each other, you know what I mean?"
Tanya looked at her. After a while she sighed and glanced at me.
"Victoria said the same thing about you the other night," she said.
Bella smiled and turned to me and then she set her wineglass on the marbled coffeetable before taking my hands and holding them and gazing into my face as she spoke to the other women in the room.
"That's because it's true," she said. Then she leaned toward me and pressed her lips to mine.
The kiss, all things considered, was very innocent. I let my eyes fall closed for a moment. No one spoke. They allowed us a respectful silence or perhaps a disturbed one, imbuing the kiss with an element of ceremony, like to seal a wedding. The only sound was the fire in the fireplace.
Eventually she smiled into the kiss and pulled away so I could see the smile. Then she kissed me once more and turned back to Tanya and the other two vampire women who had witnessed the kiss.
"Look," she said. "I know all this sounds pretty fucked up, but I don't care. I'll be as fucked up as I have to be in order to be with Victoria. I love her. I'm addicted to her. I cherish every time she raped me and broke me and forced me to be hers and the only thing I regret is that she'll never be able to rape me again. Because I'm never going to resist her again. I can't. I belong to her. With all my heart and soul and every inch of my body. She owns it all. I gave her everything and I only wish I could give her more. I can't even explain how much I love her. She's the most gentle, kind, affectionate woman I've ever met. She loves me and respects me more than I ever thought anyone ever would. I'm everything to her the same way she's everything to me. We exist only to be together. I love her. I just…"
Bella had become so emotional that her eyes were shinning with tears. They swung toward me, a wholehearted smile crossing her mouth, and then back to our host.
"I just love her," she said.
My own eyes also felt the sting of phantom tears. Her speech had moved me in a way that I was rarely moved and her pride in our relationship was equalled only by my pride in her. My beautiful darling. My Bella.
The speech seemed to have a similar effect on the other women in the room as well. Kate seemed impressed in a very sober way, almost amazed, and Irena was open mouthed and frozen for a moment. Neither of them seemed to have any clue how to feel about all that but they were both very clearly not in favor of interfering.
Tanya was more inscrutable. Her amber eyes remained on Bella, studying her, and even though there was no longer any question of Bella's feelings for me there seemed to be something else weighing on Tanya's mind.
She rose from her chair and smoothed down the front of her shimmering white dress.
"If you don't mind, Bella," she said, "I'd like to speak with you about this some more. In private, since, obviously, the subject is more awkward than we had anticipated."
Bella frowned and moved closer to me on the couch. "I'm not going anywhere without Victoria."
"Victoria may join us," Tanya said with a smile before gesturing toward the door. "Come."
Bella glanced at me and I gave her a nod and a smile. She still seemed a little suspicious but she rose from the couch and I rose as well. Kate gave her a smile, perhaps to say so long, and even though they hadn't even technically met yet it seemed like Kate had developed something of a regard for the human girl. An admiration. Bella gave her a nod as well to say goodnight and Irena made a small nod too and then Bella and I followed our host out of the room.
Tanya led us upstairs and Bella stayed very close to my side. She was still rather rattled from her outpouring of emotion in the parlour and she kept glancing at me as if to seek approval for how she was handling all this. I wanted to tell her how perfect she was but all I could do was smile at her and wrap my arm around hers as we continued down a corridor. One side of the corridor was arrayed with doors, each tall and painted white with a gold inlay, and the other side was arrayed with oilpaintings and windows that looked out upon a moonlit garden with hedgerows and statues of angels reposing in dark beds of flowers.
There was a set of double doors at the end of the corridor and these the host opened into a grand bedchamber. There was a fireplace in the room too but it was stark and black. The floors were wooden aside from a rug that covered almost the entire surface and against one wall there were polished and antique wardrobes and chifferobes. The bed was enormous and there was a winecolored canopy on gold pillars with curtains that were pulled back. On the bed was a gold bedspread and at least a dozen different pillows of different sizes and shapes, all white with gold trim. The bed looked like a little slice of heaven.
Tanya closed the doors and turned and gestured at the bed. I'm sure Bella and I were hoping she meant for us to strip off and climb on for a threeway but she probably only meant for us to sit. So I sat, crossing my legs and arranging my purse in my lap and smiling as my darling sat down beside me.
Tanya was frowning slightly and for a moment she didn't speak. She paced back and forth before the empty fireplace a few times, like a young mother unsure how to proceed with two wayward daughters, and then she stopped and turned to us.
"I must confess I'm rather disturbed by everything you have told me," she said. "And yet strangely amicable as well."
Neither Bella nor I replied. Tanya looked at us both.
"The way you speak of each other indeed rings of genuine love," she said softly, as if she herself couldn't believe it.
Bella smiled at that and I smiled as well. Tanya sighed and shook her head troubledly.
"The murder of innocents is something I'm prepared to overlook," she said. "Before I met Carlisle and the Cullens I used to share the same habits and I've certainly no right to judge. But everything else…"
She sighed once more.
"It feels wrong," she said.
Bella and I lost our smiles. Bella looked at me and then she frowned at Tanya.
"Not to us," she said.
Tanya nodded, as if she could appreciate that, and then she went on in that same conflicted manner. "Despite the impression I might've given, I'm not the type who enjoys interfering with other people's private affairs," she said. "Under any other circumstances, none of this would be any of my business. I'm sure we might've even been friends. But there's another concern here and that concern is Edward."
The name of Bella's former mate caused Bella to sigh and roll her eyes. She clearly didn't think Edward was all that big a deal but like Tanya I knew the situation was quite delicate and I was anxious for her to continue.
"To be perfectly frank," she said, "I'm not sure what my obligations are here. Edward suffers so much without you. And while I'd never stoop so low as to forcibly remove you from the woman you love, I do feel that I owe him the courtesy of at least informing him of what has become of you. It may be perhaps the only way he can obtain closure."
Bella didn't seem to particularly care about any of that and she glanced at me as if to let me answer. And while I could appreciate our host's loyalty to her friend it wasn't really something that worked in our favor so I chuckled and tried to speak light-heartedly.
"Don't take this the wrong way, Tanya dear," I began, "but from how you describe this man, he doesn't sound particularly stable. All things considered perhaps he'd benefit more from time alone to heal rather than the knowledge that his former mate now belongs to a woman who used to be a particular enemy of his."
"Perhaps," Tanya said. "But does he not simply deserve to know? Does he not deserve the same opportunity to move on and find someone who appreciates him?"
I opened my mouth to respond but Bella snorted and beat me to it.
"Someone like you?"
I cringed inwardly. It probably wasn't so wise to provoke the woman, especially on such a subject as that. Tanya's brows gathered in a frown but she kept her voice calm.
"That's not what I said," she said.
Bella rolled her eyes dryly. Tanya continued glaring at her and her next words seemed calculated to counter Bella's suspicions.
"Perhaps he also deserves an opportunity to fight for you," she said. "To win you back."
But that only tipped Bella over the edge.
"Edward can go fuck himself," she snapped. "He's nothing to me."
I sighed. Well. The outburst was a bit emotional for my taste and it rather smacked of denial but I suppose she was just a teenager. A little confusion on the issue was perhaps to be expected. Nevertheless I felt it was time for me to intervene.
So I smiled and did my best to re-establish some diplomacy.
"Edward is your friend, Tanya, and you must do as you feel is right," I said. "But given his mental state, I would request that you wait a while. At least until Bella and I can leave the country or until after Bella becomes a vampire and can protect herself. I'm sure we both know how violent and territorial vampires can be about their mates, especially when those mates are taken away from them. Or worse; when those mates betray them."
Tanya didn't answer for a moment but I could tell that she shared some of my concern.
"My only concern is for Bella's safety," I said.
Tanya shook her head. "Edward would never hurt Bella."
Bella glared at her and said: "Well, my only concern is Victoria's safety."
I almost had to cringe again at the tone. The poor girl needed to understand that Tanya was already mostly on our side. There was no reason to antagonize her.
Luckily our host didn't seem to mind. She looked at the girl for a bit and then she looked at me.
"How soon do you intend to turn her?" she asked.
I smiled and took Bella's hand and once again tried to lighten things. "We haven't discussed it in depth, but I think we both feel that it should be done as soon as possible," I said. "Heidi is another danger I have to be concerned about and it no longer seems advisable to wait. Her soft little body is so fragile, isn't it baby?"
I touched my nose to hers cutely and rubbed them together like eskimos, the two of us sitting on the edge of the bed like a couple of schoolgirls. It worked in distracting her; she giggled and rubbed back.
Tanya frowned at all this, as if she thought we should be taking it more seriously, and waited for us to stop.
"How do you feel about this, Bella?" she asked.
But the silly thing had already seemed to forget what everyone was talking about. "Feel about what?"
Tanya exhaled through her nose, her arms folded in her brilliant white fur coat.
"Edward," she said. "Do you feel he deserves to know what's happened to you?"
Bella snorted as if it was a stupid question. "No. I don't. He dumped me and now he can be as miserable as he wants. It's not my problem."
I was worried the tone might've set back negotiations a little but Tanya seemed prepared to overlook it. She hesitated a moment, sighed, and then finally nodded.
"Very well," she said. "I'll keep this from him for as long as you feel you require."
I smiled and felt a wave of relief. Bella seemed to feel a similar wave and a wave of surprise as well. She was amazed that the other woman had actually listened to her and instantly her mood toward her went from mildly angry to extremely cordial. She smiled at her and chuckled once.
"Thank you," she said. "Vicky and I have overcome a lot to be together. It wasn't easy for me to come to terms with how I feel about her and I made so many mistakes that could've ruined everything. We don't need any more drama. We just want to be together."
Tanya nodded at all that and then looked at her.
"Just answer me one thing," she said.
"Okay."
"Do you truly love her?"
The question was mostly just a formality at this point, something to set Tanya's mind at ease one last time. She was scrutinizing Bella for her answer and Bella smiled and looked at me and cupped my face to gaze into my eyes.
"Yes," she said. "I do. I love her more than anything. Wanna see?"
The question was directed at Tanya but Tanya didn't know what she meant.
"See what?"
Bella gave her a smirk and then she turned back to me and very slowly, very deliberately, she put her tongue into my mouth.
Well.
I hadn't been expecting that and I'm sure our host hadn't either. Bella grinned into the kiss and giggled and pushed her tongue in deeper, making a very lewd display of it. I smiled into it as well and opened my mouth further to let her show our host exactly how she felt about me. All her submissiveness and all her slavishness. All her depravity. All of it and all of her love as well combined into this one kiss.
Finally she pulled back and smirked at Tanya.
"See?"
Tanya had her arms folded and she kept her face impassive. "Is that supposed to impress me?"
Bella chuckled and turned back to me and kissed at my lips a couple more times.
"You wanted to know how much I love her," she whispered into my mouth. "I'm showing you."
Her hand was at my shoulder and now she slipped my shoulderstrap down.
Oh my.
The dress came away from one of my breasts—the left one—and there was no bra underneath. She took it in her hand and caressed it in full view of our host while she continued to moan and tongue my mouth. If her intention was to demonstrate how much she loved me it was certainly working. I was getting a fairly good idea myself.
Finally she broke the kiss and grinned and lowered her mouth to my nipple instead. She started sucking it slavishly and I had to admit; I did feel like a total pimp. Tanya was watching all this with her arms folded and only the faintest suggestion of a smirk on her lips. I smiled at her and wove my hand into Bella's hair while Bella continued to moan and suck on my tit.
"You'll have to forgive her," I told our host. "She can be a very affectionate girl sometimes."
Tanya's lips curved upward just a fraction. Even if she didn't approve she seemed to like our style.
By now the girl was slipping down to the floor and hiking up my dress. I chuckled and helped her by lifting my hips a little. Tanya watched this with raised eyebrows, impressed that the girl was going so far. Bella was kneeling at my feet and I opened my legs, sitting there on the edge of the bed. All my white and lustrous legs were revealed and out host seemed to like what she saw. Bella was peeling aside the thin strip of red lace that covered my vagina and then she moaned and kissed it and started licking. Shivers of pleasure and dominance went through my body and I smiled and laughed and petted her head.
"Oh, Bella," I said. "Sometimes you love me too much for your own good."
Bella moaned and responded by pushing her tongue inside me. I moaned as well and levelled a dark and lidded look at our host who was still watching and rather enjoying the show.
"Do you see now, my dear Tanya?" I asked her. "Can you see how much she loves me?"
Bella was now hiking up her own dress until our host had a nice view of her round and white buttocks in her black lace g-string, kneeling there on the floor. She was slipping her hand into her panties and she began fingering herself sluttily as she moaned and ate me out.
"Mmm," she murmured into my vagina. "I love you, Victoria. I love you so much…"
I loved her so much as well and already I was on the verge of orgasm. Her hot tongue was lapping up my even hotter wetness and she was all but growling as she approached her own orgasm as well. Tanya was still watching, standing by the empty fireplace. I looked into her eyes and let her see exactly how much I loved the girl between my legs. Let her witness the pleasure and the dominance and the absolute possession and affection I held for her. The orgasm was coming and my chest was heaving with one breast exposed and I kept my eyes on hers until the climax crackled all across me like fireworks. A groan came out of me and my eyes rolled up for a moment and it would've been clear to anyone observing my face that I was as much a slave to this girl between my legs as she was to me.
Bella had orgasmed as well and she whimpered as she continued to lick me for a while. I smiled and petted her hair and then smirked at the other woman in the room. She returned my gaze for a moment and then she smirked as well and looked away.
Finally Bella rose from between my legs and giggled and fixed her panties and her dress. I fixed my own as well but I left my shoulderstrap dangling and my breast revealed. Bella's eyes were sparkling with excitement and mischief and I could tell she wanted to do our host as well. So I gave her a smirk and a little nod and instantly she turned around and smiled at Tanya.
"Thanks for being so understanding, Tanya," she said, sauntering up to the other woman and slipping her hands into her white fur coat. "Victoria and I have an unconventional relationship. We're very glad to have you for a friend."
She then slipped down to her knees and began lifting Tanya's dress.
Tanya raised her eyebrows and looked at me. I smirked at her and said nothing. Neither did Tanya and neither did Bella. The other woman was wearing white panties under her white dress and Bella had no coyness about kissing and licking at the lace while she stroked her legs up and down. Eventually she took a teethful of the material and pulled them down with her mouth before bringing her mouth back up and pressing her lips to the bare folds of her entrance.
Tanya moaned softly and looked at me. The expression on her face was somewhat difficult to decipher. As if she wasn't used to being seduced like this. As if she was rarely vulnerable to it. I smiled at her, still sitting there on the edge of the bed with one of my breasts exposed, and then I rose and went over and took one of her hands from Bella's hair and placed it on my breast instead. She moaned at that, a visible rush of excitement passing over her, and I smiled again and touched her face and applied a lavish tongue kiss to her mouth as my lover tongued to her vagina.
She came shortly after and her hand clutched down on my boob. I smirked at her and gave her another kiss and she even allowed herself a smile. Bella giggled and continued licking up her wetness a little and then she giggled again and hopped to her feet. She was quite proud of her sluttiness and I was as well. I gave her a kiss to taste our host while our host pulled up her panties and fixed her dress and then I pulled away from the kiss and laughed.
"Well," I said. "I suppose it's time for us to be going, hm?"
Tanya seemed quite frazzled and confused but rather satisfied as well. "Yes, I suppose so. I hope it won't be too long before you come visit again?"
I was lifting my shoulderstrap back over my shoulder and tucking my boob back into my dress and I smiled at the offer.
"Why, it would be our pleasure," I said. "Wouldn't it Bella?"
Bella grinned and nodded. "Definitely. Do you guys have orgies and stuff?"
Tanya smiled and wrapped her coat around herself but she didn't answer.
Our host walked us all the way to the front door, down the stairs and through the parlour we had sat in earlier. There was no sign of any of the others but I hoped we would see them next time. I had a feeling Kate and Bella would be very great friends and of course I had a few things I would like to do to Carmen. Irena seemed like a pleasant enough bitch as well. I'm sure we could all have a great deal of good times together as long as we could keep the Cullens out of the equation.
Tanya bid us farewell at the door and we left her with promises that we'd come visit again soon. Bella wobbled again in the gravel as we walked back to the car although this time it wasn't only her high heels that affected her balance. I opened the car door for her and she got in and then I went around and got in behind the wheel. I inserted the key but I didn't turn it. Instead I sighed and looked out the window at the magnificent mansion where our new friends dwelled and then I smiled at Bella.
"Well," I said. "Aren't you a slutty little seductress."
She giggled proudly. "It worked, didn't it? I know better than most how effective sex can be at softening a woman up. I think she actually likes us now."
I chuckled and started the car. "No orgy, though."
"Next time," she said with determined nod.
I giggled at her and gave her a kiss and then I backed the car out and swung it down the gravel drive and continued home.
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AN: Hope no one actually expected an orgy so soon, lol. Gotta build up to it. New chapter soon. :)