WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT

Chapter Fourteen

I knew the daring, poisonous, audacity of a promise and a threat rolled in one could only be accomplished skillfully from someone who didn't give a fuck about themselves.

Only for the person they cared about.

A person who just as equally didn't give a fuck about anyone other than the threatener and promiser, so in a way it was two snakes swallowing the other's tail in the most loving, gentle manner.

A beautiful sight for the two snakes and those who adored them, while to others they would find it morbid and disgusting. A sight which needed to be punished, a sight where the snakes needed to be gutted for thinking of being in an unholy union of deadly promises and vows.

I also knew the moment Alec had said those words to me he cemented his true loyalty to the only person that mattered to him.

His sister, his lover, his Jane.

Even his adoptive father, Aro, did not hold the same true loyalty and love.

His sister was his goddess, his life.

Nothing and no one would compare themselves anywhere near the importance of Jane Volturi.

Alec won my respect when he had stood up for his love, he had won my respect when he had informed me it would take more than just me saying I was content with the relationship he had with his twin. He would not let anything or anyone hurt his sister ever again, and as long as I proved I would not lay a finger on that dark haired head then I would be gladly led into his life as the mother he had lost over a millennium of years ago when he wasn't even two as a human.

It was a cloudy, and quite stormy day in Volterra currently, and three weeks since Alec had come forward and had his piece of mind with me.

Athenodora had yet to manage to convince her husband to have sex with her on canvases coated in blood, and she was currently stuck in an impasse due to this.

Partly because of the way they had their blood sourced, and it was already hard enough to balance the right amount of time between drinking one set of tourists and not drinking another. Another being the fact that Athenodora was not a free queen, she was held captive within this tower and she had to abide by certain things. Otherwise she would have lost her complete mind by now. She was smarter than some gave her credit for.

Athenodora had gifted me with a painting easel and I was currently painting a couple making love in a pool of blood.

It wasn't me and Aro, but I liked to imagine this would be the result, and quite possibly there would be dead corpses around us.

Not that we would ever have sex with dead corpses, but the blood that would pour from them would wrap around us, creating an even more beautiful and macabre manner.

My said future sister-in-law on the other hand was painting her husband on his throne with her sitting on his lap. She had one of those old school cigarettes from the 1920's between her right hand fingers. She was dressed in rich fabric, the robes she was wearing stuck to her as though it was a second skin. Her hair was adorned with jeweled hair chains and the charcoal eyeliner that was around her eyes. There was an amulet that was hanging around her neck.

"I like to imagine that I am painting from memory, but I'm not. I've missed sitting on his lap during executions and trials. Once you are turned and you have your Gift flawless I am certain that I will never have to be without that feeling again," Athenodora explained as she reached one of her fingers up and brushed it against the same said amulet that was around her neck.

I reached my hand out and touched her on the wrist, barely there but enough for her to understand I would have felt tortured in having to stay here because my sister-in-law was a weak woman.

I cursed Aro's sister, things would have been a lot easier around here if she had never been born. The same went for Marcus, he was nothing more than a waste of a vampire. There were others that were more worthy of becoming a vampire than those two.

"I promise I will make sure that you never have to feel this kind of pain again. Once I am strong enough, and I do have my Gift under control we shall never have to stay separated from our mates ever again," I vowed, earning a small smile from Athenodora. I could tell she wouldn't believe it until it would happen but I was always someone who kept my promises.

When I promised someone something not even heaven or hell could shake me from my determination. I would make sure that the promise would be fulfilled. I had never broken any promises I had made even once in my life. I had promises towards murdering my own mother, and those that I wished to die, and so far I knew I would be able to fulfill my mother's death once I would be able to become a vampire or have help from the children.

I stiffened in shock when a pair of cold, masculine arms wrapped around my waist.

A nose rested against the side of my neck and began to go up and down, fingers pressing tightly against my stomach that I moaned. For a moment I thought of myself filled with his seed, creating a child between us that would shake the foundation of the world. A child that was pure evil, with bloodlust that would never be quenched.

I pressed my fingers upon his, and made sure he squeezed a little more.

He chuckled darkly, with enough of an arousal and strength that my panties became slick and I knew I would end up needing to dispose of them. Which was a shame, I quite liked the lingerie that he had gotten for me, he always seemed to have another pair for me every night to wear.

"What is this? I seem to make you wet with desire merely by squeezing your abdomen. Do you wish for me to enter you brutally, fuck you until you cannot even stand? Fuck you until I put a child into you, making sure that another demon will be added to our world?"

Again, I was surprised with these thoughts, with the dirtied words I had gotten from him. I had never cared for children in the past, never cared to become pregnant.

Yet the very thought of him being the one to impregnate me brought me nothing but pure joy.

A joy I had never imagined I would ever feel in my life.

I had also never had been attuned with emotions, for there to be happiness or said joy in my life. I had always been numb and never cared about anyone else in my life. Aro was the one who had brought so many feelings to me, feelings I never knew existed. Feelings that frightened me but also made me excited to experience more, but only with him.

"Y-Yes. I want a child with you. Fill me with your seed until it is dripping out of me because it cannot be contained anymore. Fill me and make me a mother. I wish to raise a child with you," I whispered back to him, afraid if I said anymore that he would take back his dirty words.

I closed my eyes as he began to nip my neck, making my eyes close and my body arch upwards in the pleasure he gave me. I received it with a passion no living woman would ever be able to reject. I received it tightly, just like him rubbing his fingers against my stomach. As though there was already a baby in my stomach, ready to be born.

"Very well, I promise you that I will fill you until you are pregnant. I have heard rumors of human women being able to become pregnant by a male vampire. It takes three times for the seed to stick, so each trial you succeed in I will fuck you. Starting now."

I gasped as he turned me around and scooped me up in his arms, his eyes so dark they reminded me of black holes in the universe or holes that were meant for corpses. Six feet deep in the soil, ready for my body to disintegrate into nothing more than bones.

Only, my body would stay the same.

People would think I was merely sleeping, for my body would never wither away and become rotting flesh and bone. My hair would be luxurious, shiny and full and my lips would be a plump red. I would be the Evil Queen, Maleficent, whichever you would prefer. I would not be one of those sweet, innocent princesses. My eyes would be as red as the Nile River from The Bible during the Plagues.

I glanced around, noting that Athenodora was not in the parlor room anymore.

The good news was the bedrooms were sound proof, so we would be able to be as loud as we wanted to be. We could be able to experience our carnal, animalistic side without having to worry about being interrupted by any poor, unfortunate soul.

Aro kicked open the bedroom doors and threw me hard enough I hit the mattress of the bed, bouncing a little bit from the impact. He shut the bedroom doors behind him and locked them, before he turned around and stalked towards me. My mouth became cotton dried as he unhooked the trademark cloak he always had draped across his shoulder blades, revealing the black button up silk shirt that fit him smug, showing off his muscles without him even needing to take it off.

I stayed still, my eyes widening when he ripped the shirt clean off his body, along with his dress pants. He wore just his silk underwear, smug and revealing the package somewhat. He was larger than an average man, larger than I could imagine myself being able to take but it only meant this pain and pleasure would be the most delicious feeling in the world for me.

He soon took off his silk underwear, which in turn made my idea of how he was sized true. He was thick and large, the girth of the length was that of not a normal man's. It only highlighted the fact he was an ethereal vampire. No human man could measure up to him, quite literally, they would be envious of the size of his shaft.

His long black curls swayed as he swaggered towards me, his delicious hip bones sashaying with every moment he made. I couldn't wait until I would grab onto those luscious locks and yank at them, for I knew he was a masochist like I was. Any pain we would give to each other would only spur us on in our mating. It made it even more exciting.

He finally reached me and put his hands upon my clothed chest before he ripped the shirt off of me. The ripping was loud, and when he threw the blouse away as though it insulted him it was obvious the blouse would never be able to be worn again. They were just strips of fabric, never able to be sewn together again.

My red bra, dark enough it was almost black, had a lot of laces that were around the bra. There were no straps, it was strapless and made my breasts look excellent.

Underwear that honestly was slutty as under my jeans, actually the underwear was a matching colored thong. Just like the bra, the thong made my assets look far more thicker than they really were.

There were a few garter belt panties that were in the cabinets of the wardrobe but I was too impatient to wear them, maybe when I would go through my last 'trial' and succeeded in it I would put the garter belt panties on. Until then I would be wearing skimpy underwear that still was sexy but nowhere near as whorish as the other types of lingerie Aro had collected and gifted me with.

"It's a shame for me to rid you of your lingerie but since we are rich, I can always buy you more. I wish to unwrap you and partake in the feast of your body now. In fact…"

Aro got up from the bed and I made a whining noise, protesting with him taking his delicious body away from mine, even if our skin did not touch completely.

He reached into one of the drawers of the lone nightstand next to the bed and pulled out a crimson red ribbon from it, sending me a seductive smirk. He shut the drawer closed and yanked my arms up over my head, harsh and strong enough I gasped. There was some pain but I embraced it like a worshiper kneeling at the altar, waiting to be rewarded for my devotion.

He tied it enough I was certain there would be no way a human would be able to untie it without having to focus their entire attention. He picked up my tied hands and kissed each of my fingers before sitting my hands above my head again, arching my body in another delectable, seductive way for him to feast his eyes upon.

"Now my little daughter of the Phonoi, I shall give you the most pleasure possible. I must admit, I have had lovers but only orally. The only one who I shall fully make love with is you. You are sadly still human, but we will have the benefits of a child together. So I can only go so far without breaking or spraining your body."

Then he ripped my underwear from me, along with my bra. I was bare in front of him, my body quivering in anticipation. I had a feeling the bedspread would have been replaced, and maybe even the bedframe with the way he suddenly descended upon the spot between my legs, letting me know when he entered me fully it would be fast and brutal.

I sighed in bliss as he did indeed feast upon me, his fingers and tongue working wonders upon me. It was obvious he was very skilled with his fingers and tongue, and it didn't take long before I reached my first orgasm. It wrecked my body, enough that my legs twitched and he brought his head up, wiping away what essence was upon his lips. I would rather have blood on his lips to kiss to be honest, and not my own essence (but to each their own).

He sat upright after he had made sure to loosen me up enough I would never have to worry about too much discomfort.

He pressed the head of his shaft against my center, never truly entering, but brushing it against me to remind me of the present I would receive.

My legs still shook, and I knew that the bedspread was already ruined from where he had been a moment before. He was chuckling and whispering sweet, filthy words to me that I knew would come true. Maybe not when I would still be human but when I would become a vampire.

"Are you ready, my love? To be filled with my ichor?"

Nodding my head, I knew there was no way I would be able to say anything. Tears were rolling down my face from my brown eyes in anticipation of what was to come. I hadn't known what the deal was with sex in the past but now that I had a taste of it I knew I would want it for the rest of eternity. Only by Aro of course, but I didn't want to lose this feeling ever.

"Before I enter you I want to know what our safety word will be. I know that we are masochists but I don't want you to do anything that you don't want to do."

"How about Nosferatu?"

Aro shot me a look, one that let me know he wasn't that amused with me bringing up the vampire from the 1920's horror movie. Yet he rolled his eyes a moment later, relenting with it. I smirked at him, knowing that I had him wrapped around my finger.

He entered me finally, letting out a sigh of relief from me.

I was disappointed when I didn't feel too much pain. Burning some but apparently I would later find out some women didn't feel much pain when their hymen was broken. I would have preferred to feel so much pain I would cry out from it, as blood would come dripping out of me to signal the start of my true womanhood.

As he fucked me all I could do was peer up at his angelic, yet demonic face.

He was so beautiful that it hurt my heart.

His eyes were large, expressive and though there was a little white mist that danced within those crimson pools of his irises I knew I would never grow tired of them.

I also knew that his hair that bounced as he thrust into me was more than a taunting reminder of how my hands were tied above my head, and there was nothing I could do.

I knew he would be gentle when he would take off the ribbons.

The ribbons were tied enough that though they were tight they weren't tight enough for my wrists to hurt, and he had used silk ribbons. He wanted to make sure we had fun but never enough where I would bleed without telling him I was in the mood for him to rip me open a little bit while we would be having sex.

As he filled me with his venomous seed I couldn't help but let out a high pitched moan that would embarrass me if I paid close attention to it.

Aro kissed away the tears that were falling down my face at the intense pleasure he had done, and when he pulled his face away we were both shocked when he felt the mattress and bedframe fall down beneath us. I squeaked as I brought my head up, noting that we had indeed broken the bed from our intense sex. It was just as embarrassing as my moaning.

Tears were in his eyes, a vampiric curse for him to never let them fall.

I reached my hands up and wiped away the tears as well as I could, the venom that came from the tears of venom made my hands burn. Nowhere near enough for the acid would burn my skin off. Instead, it was almost soothing, perhaps the venom of a vampire's mate could not hurt them?

Without thinking I whispered the words I never thought I would say to someone, "I love you."

Silence, I hated the fact that there was silence after I had said that.

I should have thought better when it came to saying these words. I just had them spill out of my mouth as though I was having my guts pulled out of my abdomen without any anesthesia. It was kind of gross, but I did feel better after saying the words, even if the reaction I had gotten wasn't what I expected.

Aro arched one of his eyebrows up at me. Then he reached over and grabbed the silk ribbons from around my wrists and pulled them off. He picked me up and led us into his bathroom, where he sat me down on the bathroom sink in order for him to start the tub and let the hot water fill the round and unique tub.

"You know when a chick tells you she loves you, it's best to not ignore her? You could say something, anything. I mean, I was diagnosed with Paranoid Personality Disorder when I was in elementary school. Never thought that I would care enough about someone to love them or even be able to love someone because of my disorder."

Aro listened to me, and stopped the water when it was high enough.

He turned and before I could blink, he was in front of me, yanking me towards him. I opened my mouth, as so many thoughts went rushing through my mind. I could feel the distrust, the suspicion, the anger began to rise within me, ready to be unleashed as though it were a fiery demon ready to create havoc. I was ready to have tears fall down my face and push him away from me, telling him that of course he couldn't love me.

I wondered if it was because of our mating bond, if it was because we had consummated our bond that I was able to feel love. It wasn't common for those with my personality to fall in love because of how their feeling of deception and suspicion overrode anything that could be positive. It was probably rare to be honest, and I would hate it immensely if he did not feel the same love, I felt for him that he would hold towards me.

He sighed and leant forward so he could place his forehead against mine.

I almost struggled against him and spit at him, I almost wanted to scream at him and tell him how he played me like a fool. I wanted to say that he was a true demon in disguise, and that he was the living embodiment of hell itself. I wanted to do so much, say so much.

"My darling girl, dare not to question me. I know your mind is fragile, it is weak. You do not trust, and everyone around you is a fraud but you will not find that with me or our children. Both Alec and Jane, and the child we will bear together. You will be my wife, my true bride, and I know that through vampirism you will have your mind calmed. This I can promise you. And so, to reassure you of everything, yes, I do love you. I love you, dearly."

Tears kept falling down my face and I sobbed openly to him, wrapping my arms around him. I knew I was mentally unwell, and I had always felt pride in my murderous thoughts and actions but the thought of me never being able to trust or feel complete love towards Aro and the children would have made me scared. I wanted to have that cloudiness that was in my mind to be cleared away.

"Can vampirism heal the mentally ill? Or will I just be the very same when I am a vampire? I am fine with murdering, and I enjoy the taste of blood and the idea of us having sex in it but the very thought of me never truly being able to trust you or our family frightens me. I never felt trust towards my biological family, I was still weary around Charlie."

"I don't know, my darling girl. I do not know if the venom will kill away the rotten parts of your brain. Or if they stay the same when you become one of us. I will love you no matter how you are," Aro vowed, as he began to pepper kisses on the top of my head, our naked bodies pressed as tight against each other as possible.

In the other room I could hear the sound of people moving furniture, most likely they were getting rid of the destroyed bed frame. I blushed some at the remembrance of the sound of the bed frame breaking, but it had been a secret desire for me when I knew we would end up having sex. It happened, and it happened before I would become a vampire.

By the time Aro was done washing me, cleaning me, and reassuring me he still wanted to be with me despite my broken mind the bed had been replaced. It didn't even look as though our consummation had taken place.

Yet I knew it did, the pleasure and the warmth that came across me during the process of Aro and I became one, well it only cemented me with the knowledge that this wasn't just a one time being for Aro. He would stay by my side, and I would hopefully get better with my trust process.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: UPDATE 2 OF 2

so, it just so happens that. I decided Aro and Bella have a breeding kink. I hadn't planned on any of my kings in my stand-alone trilogy to have children. Of course the one who I ended up having Bella get pregnant by would be Aro. I also wanted to bring to light her disorder into play, and how the bonding made it possible for her to feel love towards Aro. I don't know if she'll be able to truly heal when she became a vampire, but I want an honest opinion. Should she still have that part of her, but only triggered towards people who aren't her family when she is turned? I don't want to sweep her mental illness under the rug or make you think that simply becoming a vampire could take that away.

as always: Twilight doesn't belong to me

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