Dark Places
by Laura Spudzmom
Chapter 01
~o0o~
Aro's thoughts to Edward are in italics.
~o0o~
Aro studied the human girl avidly. Why shouldn't he? She was in his domain. She was now his to play with. The mind reader was fucked in the head if he thought he had any type of say in this situation.
His life also belonged to Aro, and he had put himself in that situation by walking through the door with such a ridiculous request.
No. The last thing the mind reader wanted to do now was fuck with Aro Volturi.
The mind reader locked his gaze with Aro's just then and Aro, head propped on his hand as he sat lazily in his throne, smirked at him.
'Tread carefully mind reader', Aro thought. 'Your existence and that of the lovely Alice is in my hands'.
Aro saw the mind reader's eyes cut to the human girl and, understanding the question perfectly, his smirk stretched into a predatory grin.
'I'm sure you heard my thoughts perfectly earlier mind reader. She is mine to play with. And don't even think about displaying one of your tantrums now infant. I will crush you. I have no time to change your nappie and coddle you, nor would I wish to. If I decide to be merciful, you may go home to Carlisle for that.'
Aro spoke for all to hear then. "Edward Cullen, Alice Cullen, you both may leave." He waved a hand absently.
"Give my regards to Carlisle."
Aro watched as the psychic began to step forward and he held up a hand. "Did you not see a bad outcome of the decision to protest my ruling Alice? Because if you did not, then you should rethink calling what you have a gift.
If there is one word of request or protest that comes from your mouth, you all will die this day.
Now, I said that you could leave, so do so while you still may."
Aro watched as her eyes went wide, her mouth snapping shut as her 'brother' grabbed her arm and tugged her from the room.
He rose and glanced at each of his brothers. "I do believe that we are done here brothers. I shall retire to my rooms. Good day." They each smirked at him, rose from their thrones, and departed.
He turned toward the girl then and waved lazily to her as he began walking toward a side door.
"Come along girl and do keep up. Getting left behind or lost in the castle would not be a wise thing for you to do."
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Bella trembled as she followed. She felt as though she was stuck in a terrible nightmare. How could Edward and Alice just leave her without uttering a word or even giving her a second glance? True, it had seemed, for a moment, that Alice was about to protest, but then the King had shut her up and she had simply left with Edward.
Her eyes teared up as she walked quickly behind the King. She felt betrayed by Edward, once again, and this time, if she lived through this, she would never forgive him. She had risked everything to save his ass, and he had left her here without ever looking back.
Again, she made a promise to herself as she was ushered into a plush suite of rooms. Should she find herself still alive in some capacity, and given the chance, she would see the end of Edward Cullen.
~o0o~
Aro pointed toward the washroom as he stoked the fire in the massive fireplace. "You will go and bathe yourself thoroughly and then dress in the robe you will find hanging next to the tub. Place your clothes in the basket you find in there. They will be laundered and returned to you, although I do not find them pleasing so you will not be wearing them here. You will be measured for a new wardrobe tomorrow."
He glanced over at her as she stood there. "Go now girl. I find myself with very little patience this evening."
Bella quailed at the intense look he gave her and moved quickly toward the washroom, her breath catching as she entered and closed the door. It could hardly be termed a simple washroom. It was large and lavish, with a sunken tub large enough for six at least.
She walked near the tub that was already filled with steaming water and as she neared it she could see a gentle current begin to stir the water.
She undressed and bathed quickly, using a fluffy towel to dry her hair before slipping into the robe. She brushed through her damp hair a few times and surveyed herself in the mirror.
The only descriptor that came to mind was haunted and she scowled. She was tired of feeling this way over Edward's now obviously worthless ass and was satisfied to see a spark of fire enter her eyes in her reflection as she straightened her posture and took a bracing breath.
She would face whatever the King had in mind for her and if it was continued existence she would fucking well take full advantage of that.
With those thoughts, she turned and entered his rooms.
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Aro was reclined on his bed, hair loose over his shoulders. He had removed everything but his trousers and white shirt, which was unbuttoned all the way and hanging open, his muscled chest on full display.
There was a wine glass loosely held in the hand he had propped on one knee which he slowly raised to his blushing lips taking a slow sip, his heated gaze locked on Bella.
She felt a shiver of desire move through her as she took in his relaxed form and she realized he must have perceived it, as a slow predatory smile appeared on those luscious lips.
Setting his wine glass to the side Aro held a hand out to her. "Come here girl."
She moved to him slowly and he swung his legs over, sitting on the edge of the bed. As she neared, he took her hand and pulled her close, reaching up to sweep the robe off of her shoulders as he began placing kisses on her neck, making his way down the curve of her shoulder, across her collar bone and down to her breast where he swirled his velvet tongue around her hardening peak before sucking on it deeply, a gasp of shock and pleasure leaving Bella as her head rolled back, her hands burying in the raven softness of his hair.
She moaned softly as he kissed his way over to her other breast, giving it equal attention while his hand loosed the belt of the robe, allowing it to pool at her feet, baring her to his roaming hands and heated kisses.
She moved closer to him, panting with want and need and he chuckled lowly. "Patience girl." He murmured "Just feel and enjoy."
She looked down at him as he trailed kisses below her breasts and down her belly.
"It's Isabella my King." She panted and moaned, hands still buried in his hair. "My name is Isabella."
He glanced up and her breath froze at the look in his eyes. "You are a simple girl, but tonight, I will make you a woman. Until I do, a girl is all you will be to me."
With that, he lifted her, placing her in the center of the bed, all the while trailing kisses down her belly to her center. Nestling himself between her legs, he took hold of one and then the other spreading them wide as she looked down at him with startled eyes. "What are you doing my King?"
Murmuring out between kisses against the inside of one silky thigh, he answered. "Just feel me girl. Close your eyes and feel."
Lying back against the pillows, she clenched her eyes shut, apprehension filling her from the unknown. She just couldn't maintain the tension however when she felt his lips placing light moist kisses up the insides of both legs and she found herself wanting to groan out in frustration when his attention passed over her aching, wet center.
When she felt his lips approaching the cleft of one thigh again, she instinctively tilted her hips, seeking what, she knew not. "Please my King." She groaned and buried one hand in his hair as her other caressed her own breast.
"Please, I need more….."
He growled lowly and sucked on the upper inside of her thigh. She gasped at the sensation that shot through her.
"Patience girl. I have what you need."
She felt his hand move slowly up her leg to her center where elegant fingers parted her folds and she almost screamed in relief when she felt a silky tongue swirl around her need swollen bud before he sucked on it lightly, two of those elegant fingers entering her depths.
Her head thrashed on the pillows from the overwhelming sensations of his mouth and fingers; sucking and swirling, plunging, curling and pressing in just the right spot, over and over again. She lost the ability to think or speak, incoherence taking over completely, as she moaned and begged until all feeling in her body seemed to center itself in her core, tearing a scream from her as the feelings burst out, suffusing her body in the most intense, body arching orgasm she had ever experienced.
He continued to gently play her through it, drawing it out until she slumped to the bed, wrung out and fully sated as she looked down at him with hooded eyes, her lips parted and panting.
She watched as he rose from the bed, ridding himself of his remaining garments quickly, revealing sleek toned muscles, broad shoulders and narrow, powerful hips.
She licked her suddenly dry lips as she stared at his hardness, standing out proudly from the jet black curls around it's base. He was beautiful. Everywhere.
She held out a hand to him in invitation and he took it, moving with lethal grace to fully cover her, nestling his hips in the inviting V of her thighs.
His midnight locks curtained around them as he leaned down, taking her lips in a heated kiss, sucking and nipping until she opened for him, his tongue stroking and tasting as she moaned at the taste of him still tinged as it was with her own essence.
She felt him at her entrance then and he thrust himself in powerfully and quickly, stilling once he was seated deeply, her gasp of pain swallowed by his kiss.
His kisses moved to her neck as he began to thrust, shallowly at first, but with more force and depth as she became used to it.
Her groan became a growl as she wrapped her legs around his waist, arching into all that he gave her as she felt her orgasm building rapidly with every powerful thrust.
Running both hands down the rippling muscles of his back, she smoothed her hands over his perfect ass feeling the muscles bunch and relax as he moved within her and she squeezed, urging him faster and deeper, with whispered words and clinging limbs.
He didn't disappoint and soon she found herself at the precipice of another soul shattering climax, her inner muscles gripping him tightly as she fell over the edge with a deep gasp in.
He leaned up, taking her mouth in a deep and passionate kiss, groaning into her mouth as he came deep within her center.
Breaking the kiss, he gathered her close, kissing her neck gently.
"You are a woman now," he murmured out against her creamy soft skin.
"My Isabella."
~o0o~
Aro's thoughts to Edward are in italics.
~o0o~
Aro studied the human girl avidly. Why shouldn't he? She was in his domain. She was now his to play with. The mind reader was fucked in the head if he thought he had any type of say in this situation.
His life also belonged to Aro, and he had put himself in that situation by walking through the door with such a ridiculous request.
No. The last thing the mind reader wanted to do now was fuck with Aro Volturi.
The mind reader locked his gaze with Aro's just then and Aro, head propped on his hand as he sat lazily in his throne, smirked at him.
'Tread carefully mind reader', Aro thought. 'Your existence and that of the lovely Alice is in my hands'.
Aro saw the mind reader's eyes cut to the human girl and, understanding the question perfectly, his smirk stretched into a predatory grin.
'I'm sure you heard my thoughts perfectly earlier mind reader. She is mine to play with. And don't even think about displaying one of your tantrums now infant. I will crush you. I have no time to change your nappie and coddle you, nor would I wish to. If I decide to be merciful, you may go home to Carlisle for that.'
Aro spoke for all to hear then. "Edward Cullen, Alice Cullen, you both may leave." He waved a hand absently.
"Give my regards to Carlisle."
Aro watched as the psychic began to step forward and he held up a hand. "Did you not see a bad outcome of the decision to protest my ruling Alice? Because if you did not, then you should rethink calling what you have a gift.
If there is one word of request or protest that comes from your mouth, you all will die this day.
Now, I said that you could leave, so do so while you still may."
Aro watched as her eyes went wide, her mouth snapping shut as her 'brother' grabbed her arm and tugged her from the room.
He rose and glanced at each of his brothers. "I do believe that we are done here brothers. I shall retire to my rooms. Good day." They each smirked at him, rose from their thrones, and departed.
He turned toward the girl then and waved lazily to her as he began walking toward a side door.
"Come along girl and do keep up. Getting left behind or lost in the castle would not be a wise thing for you to do."
~o0o~
Bella trembled as she followed. She felt as though she was stuck in a terrible nightmare. How could Edward and Alice just leave her without uttering a word or even giving her a second glance? True, it had seemed, for a moment, that Alice was about to protest, but then the King had shut her up and she had simply left with Edward.
Her eyes teared up as she walked quickly behind the King. She felt betrayed by Edward, once again, and this time, if she lived through this, she would never forgive him. She had risked everything to save his ass, and he had left her here without ever looking back.
Again, she made a promise to herself as she was ushered into a plush suite of rooms. Should she find herself still alive in some capacity, and given the chance, she would see the end of Edward Cullen.
~o0o~
Aro pointed toward the washroom as he stoked the fire in the massive fireplace. "You will go and bathe yourself thoroughly and then dress in the robe you will find hanging next to the tub. Place your clothes in the basket you find in there. They will be laundered and returned to you, although I do not find them pleasing so you will not be wearing them here. You will be measured for a new wardrobe tomorrow."
He glanced over at her as she stood there. "Go now girl. I find myself with very little patience this evening."
Bella quailed at the intense look he gave her and moved quickly toward the washroom, her breath catching as she entered and closed the door. It could hardly be termed a simple washroom. It was large and lavish, with a sunken tub large enough for six at least.
She walked near the tub that was already filled with steaming water and as she neared it she could see a gentle current begin to stir the water.
She undressed and bathed quickly, using a fluffy towel to dry her hair before slipping into the robe. She brushed through her damp hair a few times and surveyed herself in the mirror.
The only descriptor that came to mind was haunted and she scowled. She was tired of feeling this way over Edward's now obviously worthless ass and was satisfied to see a spark of fire enter her eyes in her reflection as she straightened her posture and took a bracing breath.
She would face whatever the King had in mind for her and if it was continued existence she would fucking well take full advantage of that.
With those thoughts, she turned and entered his rooms.
~o0o~
Aro was reclined on his bed, hair loose over his shoulders. He had removed everything but his trousers and white shirt, which was unbuttoned all the way and hanging open, his muscled chest on full display.
There was a wine glass loosely held in the hand he had propped on one knee which he slowly raised to his blushing lips taking a slow sip, his heated gaze locked on Bella.
She felt a shiver of desire move through her as she took in his relaxed form and she realized he must have perceived it, as a slow predatory smile appeared on those luscious lips.
Setting his wine glass to the side Aro held a hand out to her. "Come here girl."
She moved to him slowly and he swung his legs over, sitting on the edge of the bed. As she neared, he took her hand and pulled her close, reaching up to sweep the robe off of her shoulders as he began placing kisses on her neck, making his way down the curve of her shoulder, across her collar bone and down to her breast where he swirled his velvet tongue around her hardening peak before sucking on it deeply, a gasp of shock and pleasure leaving Bella as her head rolled back, her hands burying in the raven softness of his hair.
She moaned softly as he kissed his way over to her other breast, giving it equal attention while his hand loosed the belt of the robe, allowing it to pool at her feet, baring her to his roaming hands and heated kisses.
She moved closer to him, panting with want and need and he chuckled lowly. "Patience girl." He murmured "Just feel and enjoy."
She looked down at him as he trailed kisses below her breasts and down her belly.
"It's Isabella my King." She panted and moaned, hands still buried in his hair. "My name is Isabella."
He glanced up and her breath froze at the look in his eyes. "You are a simple girl, but tonight, I will make you a woman. Until I do, a girl is all you will be to me."
With that, he lifted her, placing her in the center of the bed, all the while trailing kisses down her belly to her center. Nestling himself between her legs, he took hold of one and then the other spreading them wide as she looked down at him with startled eyes. "What are you doing my King?"
Murmuring out between kisses against the inside of one silky thigh, he answered. "Just feel me girl. Close your eyes and feel."
Lying back against the pillows, she clenched her eyes shut, apprehension filling her from the unknown. She just couldn't maintain the tension however when she felt his lips placing light moist kisses up the insides of both legs and she found herself wanting to groan out in frustration when his attention passed over her aching, wet center.
When she felt his lips approaching the cleft of one thigh again, she instinctively tilted her hips, seeking what, she knew not. "Please my King." She groaned and buried one hand in his hair as her other caressed her own breast.
"Please, I need more….."
He growled lowly and sucked on the upper inside of her thigh. She gasped at the sensation that shot through her.
"Patience girl. I have what you need."
She felt his hand move slowly up her leg to her center where elegant fingers parted her folds and she almost screamed in relief when she felt a silky tongue swirl around her need swollen bud before he sucked on it lightly, two of those elegant fingers entering her depths.
Her head thrashed on the pillows from the overwhelming sensations of his mouth and fingers; sucking and swirling, plunging, curling and pressing in just the right spot, over and over again. She lost the ability to think or speak, incoherence taking over completely, as she moaned and begged until all feeling in her body seemed to center itself in her core, tearing a scream from her as the feelings burst out, suffusing her body in the most intense, body arching orgasm she had ever experienced.
He continued to gently play her through it, drawing it out until she slumped to the bed, wrung out and fully sated as she looked down at him with hooded eyes, her lips parted and panting.
She watched as he rose from the bed, ridding himself of his remaining garments quickly, revealing sleek toned muscles, broad shoulders and narrow, powerful hips.
She licked her suddenly dry lips as she stared at his hardness, standing out proudly from the jet black curls around it's base. He was beautiful. Everywhere.
She held out a hand to him in invitation and he took it, moving with lethal grace to fully cover her, nestling his hips in the inviting V of her thighs.
His midnight locks curtained around them as he leaned down, taking her lips in a heated kiss, sucking and nipping until she opened for him, his tongue stroking and tasting as she moaned at the taste of him still tinged as it was with her own essence.
She felt him at her entrance then and he thrust himself in powerfully and quickly, stilling once he was seated deeply, her gasp of pain swallowed by his kiss.
His kisses moved to her neck as he began to thrust, shallowly at first, but with more force and depth as she became used to it.
Her groan became a growl as she wrapped her legs around his waist, arching into all that he gave her as she felt her orgasm building rapidly with every powerful thrust.
Running both hands down the rippling muscles of his back, she smoothed her hands over his perfect ass feeling the muscles bunch and relax as he moved within her and she squeezed, urging him faster and deeper, with whispered words and clinging limbs.
He didn't disappoint and soon she found herself at the precipice of another soul shattering climax, her inner muscles gripping him tightly as she fell over the edge with a deep gasp in.
He leaned up, taking her mouth in a deep and passionate kiss, groaning into her mouth as he came deep within her center.
Breaking the kiss, he gathered her close, kissing her neck gently.
"You are a woman now," he murmured out against her creamy soft skin.
"My Isabella."
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