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"Is it caring about friendship or is it that your new man doesn't pound you out good enough and you have to remember how mine did?" – Drita, Mob Wives
Previously...
"You're not a whore and you'll never be treated like one Isabella." He told me in a very serious tone.
I just nodded my understanding and laid my head down on the pillow.
Edward pulled the comforter up over us and turned the lamp off.
He pulled me onto his chest and kissed my hair.
"Buonanotte bambino." (Goodnight kid.) He whispered against my ear, his warm breath sending chills down my spine.
"Goodnight." I at least understood that phrase.
My body was relaxed, I was curled up on Edward's chest and it took no time for me to be out like a light.
Esme's POV
Finally both of my brothers were busy and I had some alone time with Aro. We were in the car before Edward had a chance to ask me what we were doing tonight.
"Where are you going?" I asked Aro as he passed our usual exit.
"To a hotel. Do you not think Eddie Boy and Isabella are at the penthouse?"
"Ah. Gotcha."
He reached across the console and entwined his fingers with mine.
I never thought I would see this side of Aro.
In light of all things going on, I was enjoying myself.
In this life you never know what might happen so I was going to enjoy every moment I could.
We pulled up to one of the nicer hotels downtown and Aro gave the keys to the valet before walking around to open the door.
"You ready Ma?"
"Yes." I said smiling up at him.
"Let's do the thang then."
He got a honeymoon suite on the top floor and told the staff to leave us alone after they brought our bags up.
"I know there aren't candles and this isn't anywhere near what it should be, but I'm tired of waiting. Every time I try to plan something one of your brothers wants to interrupt. I want you and I can't wait anymore doll."
"Aro, all I need is you. I know you mean well but this is fine. Really."
He leaned down and kissed me softly.
I loved this side of him.
I deepened the kiss wrapping my arms around his neck.
He playfully pulled on my hair making me show him my throat.
He ran his tongue down my throat and back up kissing just behind my ear.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I love you, too."
"I'm going to go change." I winked at him and grabbed my bag on the way to the bathroom.
I didn't care that we were at a hotel. It's really the only place we had a chance to be alone.
I was however going to look sexy.
I pulled the dark purple silk nighty out of my bag and held it up in front of me smiling.
I quickly changed and brushed my teeth before walking back into the room like I was still wearing my dress.
"Damn, ma." He said looking amazed.
That's the look I was going for.
He quickly crossed the room and wrapped his arms around me. He had his hands in my hair and roaming over my body. I gripped his shirt in my hands trying to pull him as close to me as possible.
We lay down on the bed and he touches and kisses me everywhere.
I quickly unbutton his shirt, leaning up to slide it off his shoulders.
His lips never left my body.
I leaned up kissing his throat as I tried to unbuckle his belt. He chuckled and undid it quickly, shucking his pants off.
"Sei bellissima." (You're beautiful.)
I reached into his briefs and began stroking him. He groaned against my neck and pulled my hand out.
"Vorrei prendermi cura di te."(Let me take care of you.)
He lifted my nighty up running his one hand over my stomach, as he pulled my panties off with the other.
He ran his nose down my slit before running a finger along parting my lips. He ran his tongue in slow, lazy circles around my clit. He placed one finger inside of me moving in a circular motion before slowly slidding another in. He flicked his tongue over my clit and I felt the tingling beginning.
I ran my hands over the bed fisting the sheets, while moaning softly.
He was driving me crazy.
"Ma Sei pronto?" (Are you ready ma?)
"Dio. Sì!" (God yes!)
He kissed up my stomach and braced himself over me. He grabbed his dick and rubbed the head over my clit, teasing me before pulling back. He reached over and grabbed a condom off the nightstand. He tore the foil wrapper with his mouth and rolled the condom down his dick.
"Questo sta andando male. Fammi sapere se è troppo."(This is going to hurt. Let me know if it's too much.)
I nodded and bucked my hips, on the verge of an explosion I was sure.
He ran the head of his dick up and down my folds once again getting it wet before placing it at my entrance. He began pushing in and my breath caught. It burned as he stretched me out inch by inch before finally pushing all the way in.
I felt something tear and tensed.
"Relax." He instructed me.
I let my body relax and he slowly began grinding against me. The pain slowly subsided and the pleasure took over once again.
"Più si prega di." (More please.)
He slowly pulled out and pushed back in.
I started meeting him with each stride and the warm tingling made it's way back into my lower regions.
Aro wrapped my hair around his hand and pulled it away, exposing my neck.
He started with kisses that turned into him sucking on my neck softly.
I could feel every inch of him tickling me from the inside, and I crossed my ankles locking my legs around his waist.
I couldn't get enough.
How had I not done this before?
I was moaning into his ear as all the sensations were taking me over.
His dick thrusting into me over and over.
His lips against my skin.
His hand rocking my hips against him.
He sped up his pace and the tingling made it's way through my entire body sending me into a body shaking orgasm.
I came around his dick moaning his name with my nails dug in his chest, unsure of whether to push him away because the sensation was so intense or never let him get off because it felt so good.
He moved his lips down to my breasts.
He leaned up and used both hands to grab my hips lifting them off the bed.
"If it's too much..."
"It's fine."
He pulled almost all the way out and pushed back in groaning.
He looked as if he was holding back so much and I loved him for it.
A few beads of sweat had formed on his forehead, and he was biting his lip as if that kept the animal in him caged up.
"More." I pleaded with him.
He quickened his pace, continuing to pull almost all the way out before burying himself deep inside of me. I felt the tingle coming back but it wasn't enough.
Aro didn't fail me.
He ran his thumb along my lip asking for entrance into my mouth.
I parted my lips, sucking his thumb for a moment before he pulled it back out.
He moved it to my clit and began rubbing circles while keeping quick strokes.
It was all I needed before coming undone again.
I threw my head back, calling his name.
His breathing picked up and before I could come down from my high I felt him throbbing inside of me.
He leaned down pressing his lips gently to mine.
"Ti amo più della mia vita Esme." (I love you more than my life, Esme.)
He slowly pulled out and rolled the condom off, tossing it in the trash can.
He got back in the bed with me pulling me into his side.
I traced random patterns across his chest while we drifted off.
Carlisle's POV
I had slipped out of bed leaving Alice sleeping in peace. I had run out to the corner drugstore and grabbed a couple of at home pregnancy tests for her to take when she woke up. I had spent all that time at medical school and I didn't even have a practice. What the fuck was that?
I grabbed some breakfast on the way back to the penthouse, being quiet when I went in. I laid out the breakfast sandwiches and fruit on a tray and carried it upstairs.
I sat down next to Alice, taking in her beauty. How had I let this happen?
She was just a child herself.
My father was going to be pissed.
Her father was going to be pissed.
I brushed some hair out of her face causing her to stir.
"Buongiorno." (Good morning.)
"Morning." She said burying her face back in the pillow.
"I brought you some breakfast. I also bought a test."
She lifted her head back up and nodded.
"Will you put it in the bathroom?"
I stood up, taking the test into the bathroom. I opened them, laying them out on the counter so all she would have to do was pee on the stick.
She walked in and shut the door leaving me to the longest five minutes of my life.
Finally, she came back out.
"What did it say?"
"I didn't look at it. You can. I can't right now."
I shot off the bed anxious to see the results even though I already knew.
Two pink lines.
Mary Alice's POV
I felt sick.
I didn't even want to look at that stick.
I knew.
My parents were going to kill me.
My father would kill Carlisle.
I would have to raise a baby alone.
"You're having my bambino." Carlisle whispered from the doorway looking at that stupid stick.
"What are we going to do?"
"You are going to eat breakfast. You have to take care of yourself and my bambino."
Carlisle sat down next to me and sighed.
"Then we speak to our parents."
If I wasn't sick before.
"Ok." I said picking up the fruit cup. I couldn't handle grease right now.
An hour later we we're pulling up to his father's house. My parent's car was already in the drive and I'm sure they were very curious as to why they had been called over here.
"Are you ok?" Carlisle asked with a concerned look in his eyes.
"I'm as ok as I'm going to be."
"I worry about your health. Stress isn't good for the bambino and I've put you through enough."
I said nothing and after a few minutes he got out and walked around to open my door.
We stood outside of Marcus Volturi's mansion looking up at the eerie, cloudy sky as an omen.
Carlisle and I looked at each other with matching worried expression.
"Let's get it over with." He said reaching out to open the door.
He never let go of my hand as he lead the way through the house to the dining room.
I had been here hundreds of times, but I couldn't think clearly at the moment.
I didn't want to see the disappointment on our parent's faces.
I didn't want to face what they might deem as punishment.
I didn't want this to be my reality.
"Carlisle, è tutto bene?" (Carlisle, is everything alright?) Marcus asked eyeing our joined hands.
"That would depend on how you choice to look at it."
My mother had a nervous look on her face and was holding onto my father's arm.
"What's going on?" My father asked eyeing us both suspiciously.
Carlisle took a deep breath and squeezed my hand.
"Mary Alice è incinta di mio figlio." (Mary Alice is pregnant with my child.)
"Oh, mio Dio!" (Oh my Lord!) My mother cried making the sign of the cross.
I felt tears pricking my eyes.
I took a deep breath and looked my father who said nothing.
His face was a rather deep shade of violet.
"Come hai potuto fare questo? Come hai potuto lasciare che questo accada? E 'nostra figlia! Il nostro bambino figlia!" My father yelled rising from his chair, knocking it over.
(How could you do this? How could you let this happen? She is our daughter! Our baby daughter!)
"I realize this is horrible timing but I love her. I will take care of her and my bambino. Let you forget I'm next in line and I have a medical degree. Mary Alice and my bambino will never want or need for anything. I will see to that." Carlisle told him calmly while standing partially in front of me as if to protect me.
He was the one that needed protecting.
"Io si finisce!" (I will end you!) My father yelled pulling his gun out and pointing it straight at Carlisle.
Marcus jumped up.
"Cauis, do not forget whose's son you aim at!"
"Ca, don't do this. This is a terrible situation but do not make our daughter do this alone." My mother softly spoke in his ear.
His eyes held determination but his hand held hesitation.
Carlisle was standing completely in front of me now but I poked my head around to see.
My father's hand wavered before he finally lowered the gun to the table dropping his head into his hands and crying.
I have never in my life seen my father cry.
I couldn't stop my own tears from spilling over.
Carlisle immediately spun around wrapping me in his arms.
"Don't cry love." He cooed in my ear.
My parents were beyond disappointed.
My mother was switching between comforting my father and praying.
"Alec!" Marcus called out.
Alec walked in taking in everyone's demeanor before speaking.
"Sir?"
"Bring two bottles of scotch now, son."
Alec left and came back carrying the two bottles and four glasses.
He sat them on the table and stood back, waiting for further instruction.
"Cauis, drink. Hopefully it will calm your nerves. Carmen, there is a drink here for you also." Marcus said filling the rock glasses.
"While I disagree with my son's behavior I will not turn my back on him in his time of need. Mary Alice is young and she should have had more time but this is what is to be. We will support them. Mary Alice has been born and bred for this life, what other honor is higher than for her to be the future Don's wife?"
Carlisle pulled a chair out, making me sit.
"Alec, please bring juice for Alice." He said to his brother in a commanding tone.
A couple of minutes later a glass of apple juice was placed in my hands.
"Drink love." Carlisle coaxed me.
I sipped the juice but it held no flavor.
I just wanted to crawl into bed.
"May I go?" I asked my parents.
My mother just looked to my father who stared straight at Carlisle.
"Ask your future husband." He said coldly before rising to leave the room.
My mother looked torn, trying to decide between my father, her husband, and me, her child.
I was going to have a child of my own.
Reality was setting in.
Hard.
"I will take care of it love."