It is finally complete!
A Dominant & A Gentleman
Vows
Part 1
by: RobsHandMonkey
Beta'd by the awesome LostInPa
I
cannot believe I am actually going to go through with this. Marriage
has never once crossed my mind unless it was someone else doing it. Now,
here I am buying of all things a church.
The
property and the church I have purchased will be renovated. It is
located in upstate New York, about three hours out of the city. We
needed to find a place that would be private from prying human eyes that
would surely become of aware of our existence with the number of
Vampires attending a ceremony which hasn’t happened for hundreds of
years. The decision came easily since the town was abandoned for years.
The
building will easily accommodate the number of guests we are inviting,
this church was perfect. It is actually a large cathedral with high
ornate ceilings and a vast open floor that I plan to inlay with black
and white marble. By moving a few walls out of the way it will give us
enough space to house the hundreds expected to turn out for this event.
Vampires from all over the world will be here.
“Isn’t
it fabulous?” my mother walks ahead of me, excited and thrilled by our
find while she looks around the abandoned church with wide childlike
eyes.
“That
it could be,” I lift my head taking in the height of the ceiling,
tallying up the number of windows that would need to be replaced, not to
mention the retrofit that would be required to keep it standing at
least for one night.
Peter pats me on the back as he joins me, nodding in understanding when I explain how important this is to me.
“I
know you can do it. I have faith in you Peter. You can make shit happen
that I can’t. This has to be done in time. I want to surprise her.”
“It’s
doable. So long as we don’t get carried away placing special orders
that will take longer than we have time to obtain and install. When you
get into special orders things can take weeks or months to be made and
delivered.”
“Money isn’t an object and every businessman has a price,” I remind him bringing my eyes to meet his.
“True,” he chuckles nodding. “Money talks.”
He
walks down towards the altar and turns to look back at me. “So is it
safe to assume you want all religious artifacts removed from the
premises? No crosses, no guys wearing thorn crowns, no praying hands,
does that pretty much cover it?” nodding his head to the left towards
some religious artwork that still graces the dilapidated room.
I
nod in agreement, “Exchanging vows in a church is the one thing I will
be willing to give her that is traditional. As for the stained glass
windows I will find something else to replace them with. It would mean
the world to her if we have the ceremony here. That is one more thing on
my list that I can happily check off. It is just a building to me, but
to her it means more. I am running out of time to make sure that I
fulfill every wish in that dream of hers.”
“You are actually going to go through with this harebrained idea of yours?” he shakes his head not sure if he should believe me.
“If
you had the ability to look inside Charlotte’s thoughts and memories
and see the dreams that she has held onto I doubt highly you would deny
her anything either. How we both managed to become a couple of lovesick
Vampires is beyond me, but here we are. You two should join us in this
adventure, the more I think about it, the more fun it actually sounds.”
“The
prom thing wasn’t enough? You are actually going to enroll both of you
in high school in some little hick town and pretend to not know her when
the new year starts, so that you can woo her and make her fall in love
with you all over again?”
“That is exactly what I intend to do.”
“By the way, an FYI, I don’t think you can try out for the football team. It wouldn’t be fair to your competition,” he laughs.
“This is just the beginning Peter, I intend to play out every scene precisely and I know I can dazzle her all over again.”
“What is the real reason you are doing this? To get get out of a honeymoon?” he asks curiously.
“Bella
lost her innocence when she was too fucking young. I want to bring a
little of that back to her. I can’t change the past, but I can try to
pick up right after the tragedy of losing her parents and give her the
experiences of being young again. Her entire world was turned upside
down. She managed to survive and live a normal life, then of all things a
fucking Dominant Vampire crosses her path and becomes obsessed with
her. Granted she is the one that sought out this lifestyle, but that
doesn’t mean I had to give into her curiosity. The selfish son of bitch
that I am, I snatched her like a monster right out of her nightmares,
putting her life in danger and her well being at further risk.”
“I
can’t believe you still try to take blame for that. Caius is a skeevy
motherfucker. He would have never let you see the depraved and vile
things he was planning for her. He is the one that kidnapped her and
assaulted her. You saved her life that night," he argues now defending
me.
“I
feel responsible for allowing her to remain in the club even after I
knew she shouldn’t have been there in the first place. He would have
never convinced her to go with him and if I hadn’t provided a generous
supply of venom to the bastard, he most likely wouldn’t have drugged her
at all. I left her unprotected to be kidnapped by him! I am responsible
for all of it, and, as if that wasn’t bad enough she had no idea I was
also stalking her!”
“You
were guarding her! You damn near got caught in the process! You are her
mate and instinct controls this side of our nature. It was fate you met
Bella, and once you did, you had no choice. Your situation with Bella
was very similar to my own with Charlotte. We have to do what we have to
do. You saved her life and she saved yours, call it even.”
“I
do remember once upon a time that you stated I didn’t deserve her. I
have never disagreed with you on that. I coveted the one thing I had no
right to. The night I walked away from her, I was trying to do the right
thing. It felt like it was the right thing morally, even though it
pained me to walk away. She was human and so innocent, she had no idea
of the mortal danger she was in from our kind. Walking away from her was
the hardest thing I had ever done, especially knowing that she was
actively seeking out a Dominant, but we were at the dance club, I would
have never left her unprotected in Lovely, Dark and Deep. I have berated
myself over and over about the depraved things I imagined doing to her
that night. I am a deviant and my desire to Dominate a human was so
foreign. Throw in that she is supposed to be my mate and although I left
with good intentions, walking away left me damn near crippled.”
“If
you ask me she is a magnet for trouble, she just managed to pick a
vampire BDSM club to hang out in is all. That was careless on her part,
but I choose to blame fate for sending of all things a vampire to take
it upon himself to protect her like some guardian angel. You are a
Dominant. It is in your nature to dominate and protect your submissive,
especially one that is your mate as well.”
The
quiet abandoned church is suddenly filled with the heavy sounds of
construction boots coming in behind us. I smell the scent of his sweet
human blood as he draws near and inhale while listening to his thoughts.
He
is a stocky guy, dressed in jeans, construction boots, a red plaid
shirt and a bright yellow hard hat. His fashion sense is questionable.
He stops to take in the state of the building, surveying the time and
money it will take to put into this dive, thinking that if he gets a
good solid, strong and dependable crew, it may be doable, but this is
going to be costly and lately times have been too rough for anyone to
pay for this kind of job and pay well for it. Names are coming to mind
as to who he wants for what job, the question will be, can he afford to
hire them.
“Wow,” he looks around and I can see the concern in his eyes the more he realizes how broken down the place is.
“Peter, what kind of timeframe are we looking at here?”
I
speak up, making him aware of my presence. “I don’t like that look, and
I have no problem reconsidering what it is I am about to offer you. I
will gladly find someone else who can assure me they will be able to
fulfill my requirements to make this happen. I will happily give them a
large bonus if they can complete the job with time to spare.” I bring my
eyes to meet with his showing him just how serious I am, and that I
have every intention of getting what I want. “I don’t want to hear any
thing other than “Don’t worry Mr. Cullen; I am confident that I can
deliver the keys to this building completely restored within the time
frame you allow.”
I
don’t let my eyes wander, I am after all the one he needs to impress
and any negativity will hinder this job. With what I am about to offer,
he could more than supply an adequate number of people to make this
happen.
Peter
steps up next to me, “Don’t worry Edward, I can handle this. Mr.
Robert’s this is Edward Cullen.” I nod in his direction but don’t
approach him to avoid shaking his hand while Peter continues to speak.
“If
Mr. Robert’s here can’t do the job with the unlimited budget he will be
offered, then I will find someone who can do the job for you and do so
happily,” Peter adds.
Mr. Robert’s falters a little, stuttering.
“Unlimited?
Well hell, I could build Rome in a day if I were given free reign!” he
throws his head back, laughing at his own joke. I chuckle to myself
shaking my head.
Turning
to go find my Mother, I leave these two to discuss the details that are
less important to me, feeling a little more confident now that he
understands my expectations.
I
call back to them as I walk away, “Then make it happen. I can give you a
month. Nothing more, I will be sending out invitations next week,” my
voice echoing through the empty room.
I
find my Mother upstairs on a balcony that overlooks the entire church,
“Oh Edward, it’s going to be beautiful. Esme already has the swatches to
select the fabrics for the colors you have chosen, I have hired the
best wedding coordinator in New York, she has some great ideas on places
to hold a reception.”
I
nod taking note of things around me that I want to run by Peter.
Hearing my mother’s thoughts, I turn to look at her giving her a soft
smile, happy to include her in on this important event. She has learned
to speak to me without using her voice after having spent a couple of
days testing out my mind reading skills.
“I
am really proud of you son, for doing the right thing and tying
yourself to your mate. You two belong together in every way. I adore
Bella, she is perfect for you.”
I
watch her stare up at the broken stained glass windows. She makes an
exquisite vampire. Looking at her now makes me painfully aware of just
how much I missed her. I can see where my hair color comes from. Those
green eyes of hers are like looking into my own human ones so long ago. I
still am amazed she is here, but even more amazed with how well she has
taken to becoming a vampire and this life. She is happy and deserves to
be. She is the other reason I have changed my mind about marriage.
She
brings me out of my musings, “Carlisle and I have been studying the
Vampire archives and traditions that they participated in throughout our
long history. I am so glad that you and Bella agreed to the bonding
ceremony. You are going to revive Vampiric traditions that have been
forgotten. It is something that any leader would do in his position. I
know you don’t want to acknowledge your title to our kind but I still
find it all so exciting.”
Looking
at her, I can't help but smile, her piercing green eyes brighten once
again. She leans in to kiss my cheek. “You remind me so much of your
father when I first met him. He was just as stubborn and bullheaded as
you. Edward Senior would have loved her too.”
I
can’t help but agree with her. My father would have adored Bella. What
is not to love about her kind, caring, albeit now very cold heart, not
to mention the sweetest disposition any girl has ever had?
I made the decision without question knowing this is where I want to trade vows with the love of my life.
Three weeks later…..
I
got word from Peter that the church is ready and although everyone
seems to be doing their own thing in different parts of the city, I put
out the call to have them all meet up here for the big reveal. More
importantly it is a gift for my Angel.
Everyone
had strict instructions to stop what they were doing and meet at this
address when I summoned them. My timing could not be more perfect. They
were all close by.
The
first signs of a storm are brewing in the skies when we pull up. I
climb out rushing around to open Bella’s door and watch as her face
lights up when she catches the first glimpse of the golden glow
illuminating the windows of the newly renovated church. It sits
alongside the shore of a lake, surrounded in lush green trees swaying
gently in the breeze which has just picked up. The fountain functions
beautifully, as a pair of black swans float majestically side-by-side.
I
watch as she scans the landscape, seeing when her eyes come to land on
the white gazebo that sits at the edge of the pond. The photographer has
already suggested that this spot is perfect for a few wedding photos.
“Edward!”
she cries out excited. “I can’t believe this, this place looks like
something out of a story book! How did you find this?”
I
lean in behind her whispering in her ear. “I read minds Bella, it was
quite easy. I can accomplish anything when I set my mind to it. I nabbed
you didn’t I?” I reach out and snatch her pulling her back into my arms
hugging her tightly, making her laugh. It is the first time she has
laughed like this in months and it thrills me.
We
are interrupted by the sound of several cars pulling up one after the
other as our family members arrive. Mr. Robert’s exits the church to
greet us. Happy with his final inspection, he doesn’t hesitate to
approach me.
Not
saying anything he smiles knowing damn well he just made his bonus
having finished a week earlier than expected. I smile at him and allow
him to shake my hand not caring about what he is going to think. He
notices instantly how cold it is but quickly blows it off in his
thoughts, refocusing on the list of things he needs to remind me before
collecting the final payment.
“The
place is all yours and like I said we can supply some portable
bathrooms and place them behind a backdrop if you choose. I can’t
understand why there is no plumbing needed here but it isn’t for me
worry about. Here is the key; she is all yours, if you need anything
else, now is the time to ask. Take a look around. Peter seemed rather
pleased on his last inspection so I doubt you will find anything that
needs to be taken care of. Should you have any questions, call my cell
phone before morning. My foreman and the crew are still at the closest
motel. I am about to take off for the Caribbean with the wife, if that
is alright with you?”
He
is anxious to get out of here and back to the city. The trip is a gift
to his wife who has been ill and he wants to surprise her. I smile
knowing that Peter has assured me there is nothing else needed, all my
requests have been fulfilled. I thank him and send him on his way so
that we can start to finalize the plans.
“Well
shall we?” I pull Bella with me and we head for the massive mahogany
doors along with my family to give my bride her wedding gift; a custom
designed church where I am tying myself to my betrothed.
Everything
I asked for is complete. I supplied them with quality materials, while
Peter made sure everyone that worked on this project were the best in
their field.
I
am not at all disappointed with the outcome and neither is Bella who
has walked to the altar with my mother. She is stunning standing there,
the candlelight adding to her glow. She and my mother are the only two
things that mean more to me than my own life.
.*.~.*...Vows…*.~.*.
I
sit across from my Angel watching her flip through book after book. She
is clearly growing more frustrated and overwhelmed with each page she
turns.
Her
eyes meet with mine a couple of times and I can tell she is trying to
gage my current mood, probably taking note of how patient I am. She is
clearly nervous and I tap my fingers on the large mahogany desk in my
office trying to retain what little patience I am holding onto with her
indecision.
“You
haven’t said anything and you have been through all three books,
twice,” I state, no longer able to hold my tongue. “Should I have some
more books delivered?”
A scowl mars her features as she looks up at me, "Hell no, there are so many to choose from already!"
I
stand up and walk around the desk to grab the book I want. I flip
through the pages until I get to the one I am looking for, then, leaning
over her shoulder I tap my finger pointing out the one I like.
“This one. It is elegant, classy and old fashioned like me.” I watch her lean in and look at it.
“It’s beautiful.”
“It is, but do you like it?”
She tilts her head studying it, “I do.”
“So we go with that one?”
“Sure,” she shrugs.
“Oh you have got to be kidding me!” Rosalie stands up and stomps over to stand next to Bella.
“Rose,” I can hear the warning tone in Bella’s voice.
“No.
I am not going to sit back and watch him decide every little detail
while you allow him! This is your wedding too! Who the hell does he
think he is?” She turns her sights on me and I raise my brow at her.
“I
do believe I am the one hosting this party, therefore, I have
considerable say in the various details that pertain to it! After all, I
am the one getting married. My opinion matters more than yours does.
May I remind you of your role as just a member of the bridal party. You
didn’t hear me telling you or Emmett who to invite or what color the
flowers should be, and I expect the same courtesy from you, you little
sheathen bitch. Now don’t you have some place else to go?” I growl,
baring my fangs as my anger spikes.
She returns with her own hiss and display of her simple little canines that fail to intimidate me at all.
I engage my double set of fangs and tower over her, backing her towards the wall emitting a deep growl from my chest in warning.
Emmett jumps up, stepping between us, “Hey, hey that is enough!”
“Control her brother!” I demand, not taking my eyes off of her, staring her down.
“I swear one of these days I am going to find an industrial size pair of pliers and yank those fuckers out,” she seethes.
I chuckle. “I would like to see you try,” I run my tongue over each fang and smirk at the envious bitch.
“Freak.” she scowls.
“Rosalie that is quite enough don’t you think?” Emmett scolds her for once, and its about fucking time too.
“You
know, I have a great whipping bench we can tie her to brother, I think
she could use a little discipline. Stick a ball gag in her mouth and
show her how we can render her weapons useless.”
“You wish!” she hisses around my brother.
“Rose!” Bella stands up and moves between us now.
However,
Rosalie ignores her and holding her arm out stiff and straight she
pointed to me, as her eyes pierced into Bella. Her anger flaring, she
screeched “He is not picking my dress! He isn’t even supposed to be
involved in this part!”
“Edward, she is sort of right man. I mean this is a chick thing! Why do you care what they wear?” Emmett has taken sides now.
I
growl under my breath and disengage my fangs. I walk over to Bella
bringing my hand up to hold her cheek. I want her focus to be solely on
me and what I am about to ask her. She knows what this means bringing
her eyes to where they should be.
Having
her full attention I ask, “Tell me Angel what it is you prefer...would
you rather do this with or without me? I want you to be the one to
answer.”
“Don’t
use that dominating, holier than thou bullshit here in front of all us!
God if I have to hear you grant her permission to speak one more time I
am going to throw up my last meal all over that ostentatious desk of
yours! Edward, you are the most arrogant prick I have ever met. Could
you be any more of an ass you pretentious little bitch!” Rosalie snarls.
“Rose! That is enough! Let’s go!” Emmett barks out grabbing her arm tightly and dragging her towards the door.
“You
have caused enough shit, now say goodbye to Bella!” he added, his voice
growing more faint the farther away he walks, pulling a protesting Rose
out the door with him.
I hold Bella’s gaze, and having given her more than enough time I push further, “Well? I’m waiting for an answer.”
She
knows better than this. I don’t like to be kept waiting when I ask
something of her directly, and I am certain she doesn’t want me to have
to remind her.
“I
am not sure. I mean it’s just all so overwhelming. I don’t want to
screw this up...I mean, my god Edward, I'm at a loss, several hundred
guests and I worry that I will screw up. It’s just….I mean….I don't know
what will be expected of me. If it were a typical wedding, I would at
least know what to expect. Not knowing how this works; only leaves me
even more nervous and scared the closer it gets.”
“Stop
worrying about the ceremony. We have a practice scheduled and I have
taken care of every detail that I don’t want to bother you with. These
decisions are the easy ones.”
“I am growing more nervous,” she admits and I can’t help but adore her even more for it.
“Bella, the most important thing is that you want this, and it would be nice to know you will show up,” I tease her further.
She slaps at me making me laugh.
“I
do believe the rest of the details will be handled by our overpaid
wedding coordinator. It is her job to take on the responsibilities of
anything we send her way. Let her take the fall for any mishaps. If she
fucks up, we can always invite her over for dinner.”
“We
are not killing the coordinator Edward. You know very well I dislike
the flavor of redheads,” she comes back causing me to laugh.
“I
have faith no detail will be forgotten, unless of course you never make
a decision on what you want the girls to wear. The guys may enjoy it
but I don’t think your friends will appreciate being put on display for
all to see. I expect you to decide and quickly,” I demand, brushing my
thumb over her cheek while I wait for an answer.
“I
just don’t want to disappoint you. This crowd is more yours than mine
but my biggest worry is that I don't embarrass you or your family.”
I chuckle.
“You
have never embarrassed either of us and I doubt highly you ever could.
You are running out of time. I told you which one I prefer, I am making
an offer here to leave the choice up to you. It is a shame Rosalie isn’t
here to see it, not that I care one way or another, however, it would
be rather nice to rub it in her face a little,” I must admit I really
rather enjoy goading that bitch. She needs to start taking human
hormones or some shit to lose her inner bitch.
“Well,
then you won’t mind me selecting the dresses with the girls. They are
the ones that have to wear them,” she questions, hesitating.
“Fine,
but make sure you don’t let them influence your final choice, if you
find the one you have your heart set on, then do it. Don’t let anyone
else say otherwise, especially the blonde demon from hell,” I add.
She smiles and says,“Thank you.”
The
remainder of our afternoon is spent working together on details that
needed our attention. I mark each task off the checklist as we complete
it. Things were going great until Esme and my mother show up. They are
followed in by Eric who was carting up two large racks on wheels full of
ivory and white gowns.
“What is all this?” I ask puzzled.
“Dresses silly.”
“I know what they are, I mean what the hell are you bringing them here for?”
“Bella still has to pick her dress honey,” my mother approaches me, planting a kiss on my cheek.
“There
are more downstairs!” Esme adds now standing next to me, her hands
placed firmly on her hips. I shake my head in disbelief.
“We
will be taking care of that tomorrow, I have arranged for Bella to meet
with one of the bridal consultants at a very exclusive wedding boutique
in Manhattan. Our appointment is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon,” I
interject.
Suddenly
it is as if the entire world stopped spinning and both my mother’s eyes
widen with some unknown horror based on something I just said as the
air around me changes.
“EDWARD!” they both call out simultaneously.
“What?” I look at them, confused.
“You
can’t be present when Bella chooses her dress! You are not supposed to
see her at all the day of the ceremony! That is bad luck! This is common
knowledge...the groom isn’t supposed to see the bride before they tie
the knot. You get to see her when she makes her way to you at the
altar.”
I sigh and shake my head. “That superstition is meant for a traditional wedding. This ceremony has to be the first of its kind.”
“He has a point,” Bella speaks up.
“Just
because I am relaxing the rules for one day as her Dom, does not mean
that everything else is open to negotiations. My rules haven’t been
suspended completely, and we have been through this before. I make it a
point to involve myself in every decision she makes. Bella’s wardrobe
choices belong to me, especially on a day like this. I think this one
counts more than any other,” I am met with evil glares from both of my
mother’s. It is okay though, I can handle these two.
“But this is different! The groom isn’t supposed to see the bride’s dress!!” Esme scolds while shooting daggers at me.
“Bella
you need to speak up. He is not allowed to have a say in this at all!”
my mother moves to stand next to Bella who now looks a little more than
bewildered.
“This should be a hard limit!” Esme hisses.
I
quirked a brow up at her amused that she knows the BDSM term and that
she used it properly. I am really quite proud of her at the moment. I
snort out a hint of a laugh at the memory that is running through her
thoughts. She has done her own research having known what kind of
lifestyle I participate in. Her curiosity got the best of her when I
told her that the night before the wedding I would be collaring Bella
officially and I expected her to attend.
I glance over at Bella who gapes now at Esme. She is rendered speechless and I snicker.
“I
am sorry you disagree, but as her Dominant I do not have to give in to
anything I choose not to. I don’t understand why this keeps coming up. I
select her clothing everyday so why would this day be different. This
is a very important day, need I remind everyone, I am the one that looks
at her, it is my eyes she holds. I expect my submissive to look
pleasing to me at all times,” I argue, “Not to mention, Bella is very
comfortable in everything I select for her and I have never heard her
complain.”
Bella
finally snaps out of her trance and turns to face me, “Edward, with
your permission I would like to do this. With Esme and Elizabeth's help,
the three of us can select a gown for the ceremony that you will
approve of. I know what you prefer and if that superstition is true then
I don’t want to push my luck. I certainly don’t want to jinx this day
of all days and mess with long standing traditions, even if it isn’t a
traditional wedding. Better safe than sorry, right? So please Master,
consider this my way of asking you.”
I stare at her a little stunned. Bella rarely calls me Master in front of family.
“That’s
a girl Bella! And as for you, you need to please your submissive and
go find something else important to do. We are going to be a while!”
Esme comes around and starts to shove me out the front door without
giving me a chance to render my ruling. “Unless of course you want to
try a few on,” she giggles as does my mother. I look over my shoulder at
Bella who is fighting her own urge to join them.
I stop in my tracks halting her, then turn back.
“You don’t really expect me to give in so easily do you?” I narrow my eyes and wait for them to answer.
“That
is exactly what you are going to do!” my mother pipes up and stands in
front of me pointing at the door. “Out Edward, this is one detail I am
pulling rank on. When your mother tells you to do something, you damn
well better do it. You will not be allowed to choose this dress, nor
will you be allowed to see it or Bella before the ceremony. We will let
you have her until midnight but not a moment longer.”
My eyes zero in on hers and I try to read her thoughts, searching for any hesitance at all. I come up with nothing.
“I
am willing to compromise here. I will be fine with whatever you choose
for our Handfasting, however, we keep the appointment I have set up and I
will choose what you wear the night before. That is MY hard limit and
it is the best I can offer.”
“Well it’s better than nothing,” Esme growls and points for the door excusing me from the room.
“Edward,
could you at least try not to peek. Leave something a surprise for your
big day,” my mother pleads before I am out of earshot.
“I can grant you that,” I mutter walking out deciding to follow up on my plans for our honeymoon.
.*.~.*...Vows…*.~.*.
"What time is it?"
"Time for you to get a watch."
"No really, what time is it?"
I look over at Peter now gaping at him, "You really don't have a watch?"
"I don't like wearing them," he shrugs.
"Why have I never known this about you?"
He
shrugs again, "I guess you never took the time to notice, not that I
would share that quirk about me anyway. I don't tell you everything
Edward."
"Why the fuck not? What do you have to hide?"
"I
find them to be depressing...gloomy. Time is one thing that our kind
have more than enough of. We don't really concern ourselves with what
year it is anymore. It's a long life. I don’t need a watch ticking away
every minute of the day on my arm to remind me."
I stare at him in disbelief wondering how he ever gets anywhere on time.
"Now are you going to tell me?"
"Tell you what?"
"What time it is?"
"Time for you to get a watch," I laugh.
"Fuck off, lets go!" he turns to leave and I stand up.
"It's not time," I chuckle.
"Its fucking close enough motherfucker, move your dapper ass!"
I stop by the mirror and take in my appearance.
"Dapper, who the fuck uses that word anymore?"
"Me motherfucker, and we better move our asses or Bella may get smart and leave before you even arrive."
"When the fuck have I ever been late to anything? I am too fucking organized to ever be late,"
I
adjust my tie and run my hand through my hair opting to forgo touching
it again, letting it do whatever in the hell it wants. It has a mind of
its own anyway, so why bother?
"Nervous?" he asks while walking out to the car.
"I don’t do nervous Peter, I am a fucking Vampire."
He
laughs, “Oh I do remember a time not so long ago you were one skittish
nervous mother fucker when you couldn’t find her,” he teases.
“When
Bella was human, she was like a soap bubble--fragile and ephemeral. Put
her in the clutches of Caius Volturi and her chances of coming out
alive were slim to none. She was my mate and I knew it was my own fault.
Now do you have everything?”
“I have what I need,” he pulls out two boxes from his pocket .
“Why are you not giving her this tomorrow, during the ceremony?”
“The
handfasting ceremony doesn’t include the exchange of rings, besides our
hands will be bound in ribbon anyway. I rather like the idea of giving
this to her tonight as well as the redesigned collar for her throat.”
We
climb in the car and I start my girl Cherry right up, revving her
engine. I take a moment to listen to the melody of her purring engine. I
love the way my girl sounds after a tune up and having just got her
back today, I shined her up like a brand new penny for this evening.
Pulling out onto the highway, we head towards the club as he continues
to ramble the entire drive.
When
we arrive at Lovely, Dark and Deep, the parking lot is already filling
with those invited to the private party and ceremony tonight. I pull up
in front and park in my spot, climbing out I greet several people making
small talk, but I am anxious to get inside.
As
I walk through the room, I am hit with a mixture of human and vampire
energy, I can sense the excitement in the air. I spot Emmett coming
towards me and he falls in next to me as we make our way to my office.
I
find my immediate family waiting for me inside and stop dead when I see
Rosalie perched with her ass on my desk leaning back assessing her
manicure.
I
turn to look at my brother not saying a word knowing damn well that if
he doesn’t speak up to tell her to get her vampire ass off my desk, I
will remove her myself. In pieces.
“Rosalie
baby, you got a deathwish or something? You are going to turn me into
an old man, all grey and shit if you keep poking my brother with a stick
baby,” he pulls her off and into his arms.
“I wasn’t hurting it. If anything I was dusting it off. You should be thanking me,” she scowls.
“Sheathen
wench, there will never come a day when I thank you for anything, so I
wouldn’t suggest holding your breath. Shouldn’t you be helping Bella?” I
ask.
“With
what Mr. Control freak? I can’t do a damn thing because…” she mimic’s
Bella’s voice so well in a higher pitch. “...Rosalie, Edward doesn’t
like my hair like that, Rosalie he wants this flavor, Rosalie I don’t
think Edward would approve,” she then makes the motion with her hand as
if she is forcing herself to vomit.
“Rose,
you do plan on behaving during this don’t you?” my mother asks and I
can hear the worry in her thoughts about how Rosalie has a tendency to
come off as such a bitch.
“Mrs.
Cullen, are you sure they didn’t give you the wrong baby? You know baby
switching isn’t unheard of especially back in those days. I think you
may have been the victim of a switch at birth and Satan took your child
and left this one behind,” she flashes a strange smile, her tone is in a
very un-Rosalie like perky voice that confuses me for a split second. I
listen to her thoughts to assess what she is thinking. She doesn’t hate
my mother, but she doesn’t particularly like her either.
I
narrow my eyes at her and finally decide to go along with her childish
games. I walk past my desk, turning to hide my sinister smile so she is
not tipped off as to what I am about to do. Standing in front of the
glass encased shelves of Vampire memorabilia I have collected over the
years, I pull on the handles, yanking the damn thing open. I rifle
through the contents of the vampire hunter bag, grab an ancient bottle
of holy water and a wooden stake from one of the many vampire hunter
kits I have on display in here. I turn around and walk back but as I
make my way past my brother, who is still holding Rose bridal style, I
casually toss the two items onto her lap.
“Here
brother, do the vampire population a favor and undo the only mistake I
will ever admit to making when I thought it was a good idea once upon a
time to suck the the life out of the grease monkey you married,” I stop
back by my desk and grab Bella’s bracelet and chain, along with my cuff
to continue on.
Emmett couldn’t help it and burst out laughing along with Jasper.
“Let’s go,” I stroll past everyone and head towards the club hearing snickers from others. It even got a laugh out of Rosalie.
I make sure to find Alice and greet her with a hug as we walk back towards the main area.
“I
see everything for tomorrow seems secure, now show me what I really
want to see,” I ask and allow my mind to invade hers eager to watch her
give me a glimpse of Bella. She is using a comb to fix the ringlets of
her hair in her dressing room down the hall.
“She is surprisingly calm,” Alice assures me.
“Let’s
do this munchkin,” I rub her hair and make my way up to the platform
that overlooks my club. Once I am in place everyone begins to quiet
down, looking in my direction.
The
last time I saw Bella was this morning when she requested she be able
to handle some things she needed to take care of before this evening’s
ceremony. As it is, no one will let me near her after midnight tonight,
so I am anxious to get this started to spend at least a little time with
my Angel before the night comes to an end.
Although
I reluctantly agreed to it, I am still having issues with her being out
of my sight. I know she can take care of herself but its my job to
protect her. Human or Vampire.
I
nod at Emmett giving him the signal to bring my Angel to me. Tonight we
are surrounded by family, friends, and members of my club that actively
participate in the activities we enjoy. I know many of them came solely
out of curiosity wondering just how I intend to collar her.
I
have seen a few collaring ceremonies at the club, did a little research
and found that no two were exactly alike. Me being me, I rather liked
the idea that I could do this my way and make it my own.
In
recent weeks my family has become more brazen about interfering in our
D/s relationship. They should know better and I am about to remind
everyone by taking this opportunity to set them straight once and for
all as to whom it is that Bella answers to.
Bella’s sweet scent fills my nostrils, getting stronger the closer she gets to me.
Peter
stands by my side holding the items that I intend to give her tonight.
Bella has been without any type of collar for just over twenty four
hours now and it strikes me just how anxious that makes me. I can’t wait
to get this one back on her once and for all.
Rosalie
is the only vampire that sighs loudly as if she is bored and I swear
one of these days I may just let her play with the side of me that
wouldn’t hesitate to tear her throat out, but I know that wouldn’t sit
well with either my brother or Bella.
Bella
moves with the grace of a vampire now. No longer clumsy while the
skirts of her dress flutter behind her. She is so small next to my ape
sized brother who I don’t even look at, allowing my eyes to devour every
beautiful inch of her exposed skin. A strange rush of venom pools in my
mouth just as it did when I first met her and it strikes me as odd.
Focusing on the perfection of her cleavage, I am distracted from further
thoughts of the leaking venom.
I
prefer to have her in white most all the time and I hope they didn’t
select any other color for tomorrow’s ceremony especially the way she
looks tonight.
Tonight
she is adorned in a silk strapless dress, the bodice molds to her tiny
form, the fabric, crisscrossing her breasts is covered in crystals that
are reflecting the lighting in the club. She looks stunning, angelic.
The name I have chosen to call her fits her perfectly. She is glowing in
the dress. If she were handed a pair of wings covered in soft down
feathers, she could pass the gates of heaven.
I am the luckiest motherfucker ever and I smile at her now that she draws closer.
Her
eyes brighten, then she flashes me that perfect bashful little smile I
love so well. I take a moment to close my eyes waiting for that sweet
scent of hers to fill my lungs completely before she stops in front of
me.
My brother's voice breaks through the electrified air between us to remind me that we are not alone.
“Bella,
are you sure you want to do this?” he asks quietly and I wonder why
considering everyone in here can hear him. Of course everyone looking
on takes the bait and they all start to laugh along with him. I glare at
my smart assed brother when they stop in front of me.
Bella
lifts up on her toes smacking the back of my brothers head with all her
vampire strength and he can’t avoid it even as he ducks. Her hand
collides with his head and she shoves him aside to walks towards me
leaving him behind, rubbing the back of his head.
“Dopey
ass Vampire.” she mumbles as she takes her spot in front of me and I
can’t help but smile down at her. Bella has one hell of a feisty nature.
Not just anyone would dare to smack a vampire the size of Emmett but
Bella has little fear when it comes to him.
I
take Bella's hand,kissing the back of it as I lean down brushing my
nose along her cheek, murmuring against her skin, “How you manage to
take my breath away every time I see you still baffles me Angel, it’s as
if I am seeing you for the first time all over again,” I tell her
before I gracefully twirl her around as if I am dancing with her. I hold
her hand and still my movement once she is facing the crowd before her.
Her
scent is driving the beast in me mad. Visions of her feeding while he
dances in the darkest corners of my mind. For a split second I am
reminded of the human girl I watched masturbate with thoughts of me
driving her to orgasm and the crystal clear memory of her glowing body,
flushed in the crimson tone that spread under her skin the closer she
neared to orgasm.
Ghosting my lips over her bare shoulder moving up to nuzzle her ear, "Cue blush." Her eyes are downcast as she sighs softly.
I let my eyes move to the crowd in front of us and remain just behind her off to the side when I start to speak.
“Thank
you all for coming this evening, I also want to thank you for being a
part of this community. Tonight I have invited you all here to witness a
rite of passage for myself and the beautiful woman who stands before
you. In this lifestyle many Dominants choose to collar their submissive
to show ownership and a commitment to one another during the
relationship or the life of their contract, however tonight I am here to
ask my beloved Bella to submit herself to me for the remainder of our
lifetime in front of the community we are a part of.”
Peter
brings out her collar and hands it to me, while I continue to speak to
her more directly now. I bring my hand up to grip her chin and turn her
head to look me in the eyes.
“Isabella,
your submission is a priceless gift that you honored me with. You were a
very brave girl to seek out a lifestyle you knew very little about, but
you knew exactly what you were looking for. A Dominant who could train
you, nurture you, care for you, challenge you and cherish you. I took my
role very seriously when I made the decision to train you. You have
grown into a strong woman who knows what she wants and what is expected
of her. You have embraced your submissive role and have pleased me
greatly, I could not be more proud of you Angel. Tonight is not about
contracts, tonight I stand before you with my solemn vow and promise to
commit myself to you fully. I am honored with the the responsibility of
being your Dominant making sure that your needs and desires are met, I
will challenge you, taking you to new heights, pushing your limits while
at the same time respecting them. I will continue to teach you while I
strive to learn all that there is to know about you. I will be the one
to protect and guard you from anything that could do you harm and have
only your best interests at heart. I will be the one that shares my mind
and body with only you and I expect the same in return,” I bring the
collar up so that she can read what is inscribed on the heart that
adorns it now and explain, “Angel, once I place this collar around your
throat, I must warn you, it will lock into place permanently as there is
no key. Bella, I vow to love, honor and cherish you from now until
forever. Do you accept my collar Angel?”
She turns to face the crowd, drops to her knees as she tilts her head to the side, offering herself to me completely.
She
doesn’t hesitate when she smiles with the breathy word of “yes” rolling
off her shiny, glossy lips. If I had a heartbeat it would be soaring.
I
move to stand behind her and fasten it to her throat, then slide my
hands over silk clad hips. Utilizing my strength and speed to overpower
her, in one fast, hard movement I lift her up and pull her body back
against mine and look out over the crowd just over her shoulder facing
them with her.
“Tonight,
you have witnessed something very sacred and personal to me, to us. Let
it be known here, now and forever that this submissive is officially
and solely mine for eternity. Be warned, if anyone should make any
attempt to come between us in our roles, retribution will be swift and
sure. Attempted subversion by encouraging her to go against either me or
a rule I have set will not be tolerated. It was not long ago that I
stole her soul when I created the vampire you see now. I am her maker,
her mate and soon to be husband. Above all else though, I am her
Dominant in this lifestyle and I don’t share, my word is law.”
I reach up around her and lift her chin to make sure they all see her collar.
“Forever Owned”.
I
turn her around to face me and slide one hand up under the nape of her
neck and gather a fist full of hair tightening my hold, taking pure
pleasure in showing my dominance over her right here before everyone.
No one dare challenges me now.
I
engage my fangs and let out a low intimidating hiss looking out over
the crowd to show my dominance over all those that are attending. My
eyes find my father’s and they lock in on him. His thoughts are
conflicted and his curious nature wonders why it is I am the way I am.
He has never been able to understand me and I never really cared to try
to explain it. I had no desire to follow in his footsteps, saving a
human’s life didn’t appeal to me. I had little compassion for humans at
all until Bella came along. None of it matters to me now just as it
didn’t back then and no matter what I have done in my past, my feelings
only strengthen looking ahead to my future.
It is my life and I will live it as I look into Carlisle’s eyes, ignoring the concerns he has after what I have just said.
My
next act he knows very well. Vampires don’t usually bite into their
mate in the presence of others and tonight, I don’t care what anyone
here thinks about it.
I
drag my tongue along the length of her scar marking it before I allow
the venom to flood my mouth. Once I lock my fangs into place I tighten
my grip to hold her then swiftly sink my elongated teeth all the way
into her, snarling, before I begin to drink. She doesn’t struggle, she
stiffens and hisses. I flood the new wound with the burn of my venom,
marking her mine.
I
pull back away from her to admire my work. My deadly kiss heals her
wounds instantly. I bring her lips to mine still fisting her hair to
taste her sweet lips. The sound of her moan goes right to my cock, her
lips now dragging along my jaw.
“I
have something else for you Angel,” I murmur, as Peter drops her ring
in the palm of my hand. Bella stands now at full height, “The night I
asked you to marry me, you said yes, I didn’t have a ring. Our ceremony
tomorrow does not involve the exchange of rings, so allow me,” I reach
out and take her hand lifting it up to my lips to kiss the back of it.
We
both watch as it slides onto her finger and fits perfectly, where I
bring it up, staring deeply into her eyes I kiss the back of her hand
once more as our guests begin to applaud us.
.*.~.*...Vows…*.~.*.
To be continued….
~ 2013 Robshandmonkey™
Teaser for Part 2 of Vows
“You
are not allowed to make a sound Bella. Not until I render the last slap
on your tight little ass, then you will plead for me to let you sate
that searing burn in that throat of yours. We both know how painful it
is, I will let you lay here and burn the entire time as punishment if
you make one sound.”
I
begin with a series of smacks alternating from cheek to cheek. Bella
holds back the sounds that want to escape and she does a very good job
of it. Her pussy starts to leak with each hit to her cheek and I almost
want to taste her, but I can’t during a punishment like this so I hold
my own desires off.
When
I deliver the last smack she chimes in without hesitating. “Please
Master, let me drink. I am going insane with the scent of them. This is
torture and I am sorry.”
“Tell me what it is you want Angel?”
She
turns to look up at me, that familiar innocent, sweet look are nowhere
to be found in the face of this Angel, “Their blood on my lips.”
A
Photo teaser for the wedding ceremony and a peak at what Bella has on
under her wedding dress for Purrward on his wedding night…..
