Chapter 57 Breaking steel

I had a rather difficult week writing this chapter. I struggled and struggled but I kept up and damn near gave up. I hope the length of this chapter and its lemons make up for the horrific long wait I put you all through. I am truly sorry it took so long. This chapter is loaded with graphics to erase a really bad week from my memory. I truly hope you enjoy it.

This story is about to take a turn and we are on the cusp of ticking off one sexy motherfucking vampire. You have been warned our Purring Darkward is about to return!

Shhhhh….

Chapter 57

Breaking steel

Aro stood on top of the platform as he looked around the large rotunda. He nodded his approval and took a quick glance over his right shoulder to see Marcus sitting beside him on his throne looking just as Marcus always looked.

Bored.

Heidi and Gianna came through the double doors, each holding them open as they herd the tourists filling the room even further. The group consisted of people of all ages, ethnic backgrounds, and was an evenly mixed number of males and females. They all looked around with wide eyes murmuring to one another while speaking of the beauty of the vast marble pillars and matching benches that adorned the room with the black Italian marble floors. The humans were completely unaware that they were now among dozens of thirsty voracious vampires and in mere moments, their lives as they knew it would be over.

Aro smile widens and the glint in his eye struck the curiosity of a teenaged boy that had a striking similar pair of green eyes that looked back at him. He cocks his head with his dark curls almost as if he knows something is amiss as he stares at the red-eyed man that stands there over the room.

The teen’s eyes spark a memory of Aro’s and his anger consumes him. He licks his lips at the soon to be meal as he stands there studying him closely. Aro hisses before he allows his beast out to play.

The room is full of motion so fast it is nothing but a blur to any human eye. Screams are extinguished before they can even escape their human throats. Within seconds, bodies are dropped to the floor with a loud thud, completely drained of every drop of blood.

Any human that would have stood there looking on would have considered it a massacre.

The smell of death has penetrated these walls for decades and only the nose of a vampire would know it.

Aro turns to look up towards the balcony that overlooks the entire room. His eyes taking in the expressions on the faces of his Royal King, his Queen, and his Prince.

Stephen and Vladimir smirk down at their now sated growing, well-trained army, and smile approvingly at the masses of gifted vampires below.

“Heidi repeat the feedings as scheduled until further notice.” Stephen waves his hand over them, “You are all dismissed.” He turns walking away with Vladimir in tow.

Within seconds, Vladimir and Stephen stand alone in an office with Aro and Marcus.

“We have it on good authority that now would be the time to announce our acquisition. They were alone on that ranch in Illinois. His team is down in the South training and it was only a matter of time before he slipped up. He took the bait but sadly you lost that hot little sex Kitten Lauren.” Alec informed his maker.

“Such a pity.” Aro mused. “I was so looking forward to seeing her again.” He murmured as he had an evil glint in his eye.

“How is my sister?” Alec inquires.

“She underwent her transformation flawlessly Alec…you need not worry. She is being cared for in my private quarters and she has just been fed. I made sure she is as comfortable as can be expected. She is a feisty one and her desire to seek her revenge on Carlisle Cullen has grown. It seems the little lassie had a thing for him before his true mate entered the picture.”

The doors fly open banging against the wall and the human girl yells at the three vampires that hold her captive.

“Let go of me you motherfucking asshole! I swear to God I am going to drive a motherfucking stake through your heart…cut off your head…pour a jar of acid down you neck and then light you like a motherfucking bon fire…you blood…”

“Silence!” Stephan yells as the human female yanks her arm away from the clutches of her captors.

“FUCK YOU! Who the fuck do you think you are?” She turns to roar on the room full of vampires.

“Miss Hale…your language is most foul; it would be wise of you to hold your tongue.” Stephan sneers at the weak human.

“Oh really? Would you like me to kiss your ass before I hold it or can I do that after?”

Vladimir snorts out a laugh and Stephan looks over at his son rather annoyed and thoroughly disgusted.

“Humanity sure has gone to hell in the last several decades. I never imagined hearing the variety of words you have chosen to spew upon those of us in this room. Where did you learn to speak like that? My God I have never heard anything in all my years come out of the mouth of a beautiful female such as yourself and trust me young lady…I have been around for thousands of years…yes humanity truly has taken a turn for the worse.” Stephan eyes Rosalie in disgust.

“Miss Hale is there anything we can get for you?” Aro offers.

“Yeah how about an escort right the fuck back to where you stole me from! And as for you asshole…I don’t give a shit how old you are! Welcome to the new millennium, where females actually stand up for themselves especially when they are dragged into a fucking cave by their hair! You do realize you are kidnapping me! In my country that’s considered a crime you fucking prick and I would love to know how you are going to replace my fucking irreplaceable car you son of a bitch!”

Everyone laughs at Rosalie as she narrows her eyes at them all.

“Miss Hale I apologize for the inconvenience and my condolences to your vehicle, but there are reasons we needed you here. I have not heard the details of your accident but I do understand your anger over the damage.” Stephan added.

Vladimir eyed Miss Hale with more than thoughts of her sweet scent. She smelled divine but her beauty had his body reacting. She was sassy, beautiful, witty, and in some way, it peaked his curiosity about the human female. His heart pained as he took note of the bandage on her forehead, the scratches on her arm that spilled that sweet blood of hers and the obvious bruising that is a result of her being injured in order to capture her by incapacitating her cherished vehicle.

“She is a delight though isn’t she?” The Prince admired her with adoration.

“Listen, you are all crazy if you think that my disappearance will go unnoticed. I am not saying that I expect any of them to care, I am just saying that…”

Aro laughs. 

“Believe me Miss Hale. Edward will care about your disappearance even if he despises you. We know Edward’s every move. He cannot evade us and there are twelve vampires that keep better track of him than what you humans call lo-jacking ever could. Really, Miss Hale…Edward Cullen is not who you think he is. No…Edward Masen Cullen is not as stealth as he believes he is. For every gifted vampire that I created by his willingly donated venom he only strengthened our force. He cannot hear any of them and that beautiful sexy little vixen he has at his side is the key to keeping that little fortune teller from figuring out what is about to happen. Do you really think that I would scatter my army all across the globe to be extinguished one by one without any sort of plan? Do you really believe that my Army would be that fucking weak? I hope you will give me more credit than that Miss Hale. You recently became privy to information that Alistair and his involvement in our “Organized crime syndicate” was just a ruse. I am very well informed business man Miss Hale and your involvement is actually a little perk for me.”

 Stephan interrupted the conversation between Rosalie and Aro.

“Edward Masen has something that does not belong to him and you are the key to us getting that something back. We have searched decades for it, and the end of the line leads us to Edward Masen Senior’s only son. His wife however is a new addition to mix. Now that Edward has more than one real weakness, we are already in place to strike. Don’t you worry your pretty little head dolcezza, Edward will be joining us all very shortly, but more importantly you in one of our fine chambers below and you can make your apologies to him then for lying to him.”

“What does that mean?” Rosalie looks around nervously regretting that she had thrown a fit with Emmett and got into a very heated fight with him after she watched her best friend nearly try to eat her alive.

Rosalie was in hysterics when Emmett had finally set her down on the seat of the airplane as she sobbed over the fact that her best friend that was more like her sister was dead.

Walking dead, but still dead none the less.

Her insistence that she be returned to Chicago was the biggest mistake she could have ever made. She knew Emmett was watching her in the shadows but she also managed to lose the vampire that dreadful night when she finally decided to drive that beautiful piece of machinery that had been waiting patiently for her to let her sexy Cobra out to play.

Stephan smiles at her and flashes to her side quickly.

“It means my dear that by this evening Edward Masen will already be on his way here only not of his free will.” Rosalie wonders who this Masen is.

Stephan reaches up to run his icy cold hand over her cheek but suddenly Vladimir hisses.

He turns to look at his son and grins then looks back at Rosalie and eyes her up and down now assessing the female in a different light.

“It seems that things are about to get very interesting around here. Vladimir seems a bit protective of you Miss Hale. I understand that Edward’s brother is your supposed mate but it seems that the Prince of Volturra may want to claim as his own. You would make a stunning vampire Miss Hale and he could give you a life you never imagined. My Principe Vladimir is obviously taken with you and may have made his choice for a Principessa. I do not plan to remain a King forever and my son is heir to the throne. Principessa Rosalie…I really like the way that sounds.” He looks over at his son who has relaxed some and saw the look in his blood red eyes.

Vladimir was falling for the blonde human hard.

Stephan turns back to look down at her adoringly with hopes of a future daughter in law.

Rosalie rolls her eyes, shakes her head, and lets out a small snort of a laugh.

“Fuck me…you can’t be serious can you? Do you think that I want to live in this dungeon, suck the life out of humans, and rule over a bunch of dead people? I hate to inform you—whoever the fuck you are—that my daddy called me his princess, thought he could buy me anything to please me, when all I ever wanted from him was his love. I resent the man when he died because he failed as a father and you are no different than he is you idiot. You cannot just choose a girl and expect her to love your son because you say so. I want to be loved and adored and I want to love just as much and I am an idiot to have walked away from Emmett…”

Tears started to form in her eyes as she came to realize that she loved the big oaf even more now and that had to say something considering she had not even slept with him yet. She worried now that she would never see him again. She was too young to die. She still had to tell him that as a few tears fell over the lid of her eye. She quickly brushed it away refusing to cry in front of these leeches, but the salt filled their senses so it did not go unnoticed.

“You could offer me all the tea in China and I still wouldn’t find a damn thing more attractive about your so called Princepah whatever the hell you call him…thank you but NO thank you!” Rosalie crossed her arms and scoffed at the man.

Stephan looked down at her with disdain now.

“Che peccato.”  (What a pity/What a shame)

“Remove her from my sight Vladimir before I do something that will put a wedge between us both. The lady needs a good lashing and some type of education in the art of the English language. You are lucky Miss Hale that I possess patience and I assure you when the time comes this Emmett you speak of will go down along with his brother and their entire family. You my dear will be standing beside my son and I assure you, your decision will so much easier.” He turns his back and orders, “Take her to the chamber below and lock her up. We have a very important guest who will be arriving soon.”

S*h*h*h*h*h*……

Bella’s POV

I quickly shower, dry myself off, and move for the door, when I catch my reflection in the mirror. I stop and just stare at the reflection looking back at me.

I can see myself clearly…but I am still so taken aback by the subtle features that seem to have become more enhanced with the transformation from the human girl I once was to the vampire I have become.

I am a vampire. A gifted vampire.

I mumble the words so low so that only I can hear them.

How cool is that? I am not sure how to feel about it. I search my faded memories for the differences.

The more than poutier bottom lip. I wondered if that was from him biting me.

I turn my head and take notice that the fuller thicker mane that oddly should have felt heavier, but for some reason didn’t. My eyes stare back at the same brown eyes I had before, but as I scan down my body, my eyes linger on my breasts. They seem to curve up just a fraction more and my nipples look puffier, almost swollen. Yes, I would know only because I have stared at my breast for hours as a human and wondered if they were good enough for any man to love when I was a teenaged girl. I wasn’t even seventeen yet and I remembered a blurry image of girl in that damn home walking around with her chest out and getting attention and commenting to the other girls that boys liked boobs and cleavage. Both of which I never really possessed. I felt plain and ordinary back then.

I sort of wished that girl could see me now.

What is it…that Edward sees in me?

I continue to stare at myself in the mirror before my attention is drawn to the movement and his reflection appears behind me. I noticed now that the cool air that used to revolve around his body when I was human was no longer there and I was sure it was because my temperature matched Edwards now.

“Problem love?” He asks in that soft velvety voice of his.

“Do you like my vampire breasts more now or my human ones before?” I ask him.

His eyes narrow and he gives me a soft smile as they move down to take them in and he licks his lips.

“Isabella don’t you dare ever ask me to compare one against the other again. To me the two are one in the same and you cannot compare two of the same things when they are just that—the same—my Isabella is perfect and there is nothing to compare whether she was a human back then or she is a vampire now. She is still the beautiful creature I fell in love with both inside and out.”

He flashes me that devious crooked smile and slides his hand up under my the nape of my neck and grips a handful of hair, his tone of voice is dominating, “One high ponytail Angel…all I need is one to hold my naughty girl where she needs to be. Don’t keep me waiting long; I will be waiting in the playroom Angel.” Then he disappears like a poof of smoke.

I knew that was more than a subtle hint.

Naughty.

I pick up the outfit he has laid there for me, and it surprises me that it is not one of those Halloween type costumes.

No Edward actually got an official school uniform! He is such a perv!

The uniform was actually something a typical schoolgirl that was required to wear a uniform for a private school would wear. It was a simple white blouse over a dark grey pleated skirt and a tie. He had a pair of dark knee high socks and a pair of white tennis shoes. There was a small binder and some folders. I did notice that once I put the shirt on it was unusually tight and that was strange because Edward always got everything so perfect when it came to my size and it always fit me perfectly. It was only when I put the skirt on; I knew it was far shorter than it should have been. This had obviously been done intentionally.

Yep total perv!

I giggle to myself and went in to comply with his wish for a high ponytail on the top of my head as I combed trough my long hair and pulled it up high and tight. When I was all set, I grab my books off the bed and head up to the playroom.

The door was ajar so I just assume its fine to go ahead and walk in.

He looked sexy as all hell but then Edward always looked sexy as hell as he was sitting on the bed leaning back on his elbows shirtless in a pair of worn jeans…barefoot.

 “Stop right where you are.” He commands.

I did as he asks and watch his eyes take in his chosen outfit for me.

Just standing here looking at him, I know exactly what to say to start this scene off when it just pops into my head. I was already so excited I did not want to wait any longer so I got the ball rolling.

I suck my bottom lip in between my teeth and feign the act of being a little nervous while I look at him from under my lashes bashfully. “You know…I am not supposed to have boys in my bedroom.”

His eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning.

“Is that so?” His tone was deep but with a hint of singsong in it.

I kept biting my lip and I nod playing my part.

“Hmm….” He murmurs but his eyes are still taking me in.

“I could get into a lot of trouble.” I rock on my heels and outright ogle him too as he lays there. I can taste the want and lust exuding out of him while his eyes are burning through me.

Such a perv!

“I think maybe you are already in trouble little girl.” He smirks and nods his head towards the chair. “Put your books down over there and come here.” He says firmly.

I turn and walk over to place them on the chair and intentionally let one fall to the floor.

“Oops.” I smile to myself knowing that he cannot see it as I bend straight over and pick it up giving him a perfect view of my white cotton panties that I know are already damp but about to be saturated by the time I am next to him.

I hear him hiss behind me and I look back over my shoulder and catch his eyes focused right on my ass.

“Such a little tease.” He growls out.

Once my book is back on the chair I turn towards him and walk over still gnawing on my lip, I stop at the edge of the bed and his eyes are staring right at my overly exposed thighs as they slowly move up the front of me and he stops on my lips.

“Tell me Isabella, what would happen if you were caught with a boy in your bedroom?” His head cocks slightly to the side and he waits for my answer. The way he is laying, his legs are so fucking long, and he is sorta spread out so it was very obvious that his jeans were tightening up on him and I got a perfect view of the outline of his cock that was hard already.

“I would get punished.” I look down acting rather ashamed.

“Oh would you now?” His brow raises as the half smirk graces his lips. He is having far too much fun with this because his eyes are damn near sparkling green.

“Yes sir.” I whisper.

“By punished do you mean grounded?” he pushes for a more specific answer.

I shake my head no, looking down at my feet and barely whisper out, “I would get spanked.”

His voice deepens and it almost sounds like a cross between a purr and a moan that follows. “Look at me and say that again…I didn’t quite hear that.” he demands.

I blow out a breath of air and answer with a little attitude. “I would get spanked.” I say louder.

He sits up slowly at the end of the bed and says, “Come stand here next to me.”

I follow his instructions and he looks up at me. “You do realize you have a slight attitude? It’s no wonder you get punished with that sassy mouth of yours.”

“No I don’t!” I stomp my foot and his eyes dart down to it and then back up to me as the tiniest of smiles lifts the corner of his lips.

“Tsk, tsk, Isabella…I bet you get punished a lot with that bad of an attitude.”

I huff and blow out air blowing the bangs off my forehead as if I am uninterested in anything he has to say anymore as I look around the room anywhere but at him.

His hand reaches out, takes my hand, and pulls me closer.

“That attitude is really annoying. I think you definitely deserve some sort of spanking.”

He grabs me and pulls me over his lap, my stomach lies across his legs and I squeal out from the swift movement.

He grips my ponytail and turns my head away from him as he whispers in my ear.

“I bet you get spanked all the time for that sassy little mouth, dontcha little girl?”

“Don’t answer.” I feel his hand slide down over the curve of my ass and he flips the back of my skirt up.

“mmm…. Such a round little pale ass, by the time I get through though it will be glowing from the sting of my palm smacking it.”

I felt his fingers trail up the sides of my thighs and he slipped his fingers under the edge of my panties and started sliding them down to where they rested just above my knees.

“Man that is a very bitable ass.” He hisses.

 I feel him shift a little and then the break in the still air is now stirred as the whoosh comes down and then a stinging burn across both cheeks causes me to suck in my breath.

“Yeow!” I cry out not even ready for it yet.

His tongue is licking my ear, “Your ass looks so cute when it tightens up after it is shocked by the sting of my hand, before it relaxes again slowly.”

I take a deep breath. That was a pretty hard smack, it rather startled me, I cannot help but react by looking at him out of the corner of my eye, and I glare at him.  

He yanks my ponytail to turn my head to look straight at him and he commands, “Watch the pleasure I get from this very much deserved punishment you are getting.”

“Yes Master.” I reply and can see the green in his eyes darken slightly.

“Fuck me baby but your ass has the perfect embossed mark of my hand on that right cheek. I think we need to make sure they match don’t you?”

Then again, he repeats the action and I screech aloud because it got a little harder this time and it connected perfectly.

“Fuck!” I yell.

“Oh Isabella, you should know better than that.” He reaches up and I had not noticed the leather flat paddle he has hanging from the post of the bed and he laid it on my back as he rubs my cheeks.

I got three more consecutive slaps before he picks up the paddle and demands I count.

The first strike nearly had me cussing him out. He was NOT holding back and I felt the burn radiate from one cheek to the other and I know before this would have turned me on but for some strange reason…I was feeling confused.

“I thought vampires didn’t get hurt.” I mumbled.

Edward threw his head back laughing before he composed himself. “Silly little girl, that would be if a human attempted to spank us. My strength is plenty good and strong enough to put a sassy little hellion like you in her place.”

I got another three consecutive strikes and his hand rubs over each cheek, but the feeling of the sting didn’t go away with the numbing it did when I was human. Nope that shit still stung.

He let another five fly and by the time he was done, I whimpered sure that my skin was raw and red as I cried out before I could stop it.

“Motherfuck!”

His breath hitched and he flipped me up to stand in front of him now as he glares at me.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

What happened next was not at all planned, and my snarky side just sort made a damn appearance and my reaction felt so familiar and normal because it really did just slip out.

I swear I did not plan to do the one thing that seemed to really piss Edward off intentionally…this was supposed to be a scene and in my defense, I could say I was acting, but I knew better and the action was exactly what it was.

I rolled my eyes and said, “You heard me!”

His eyes went wide; darken simultaneously as they narrow into little slits. He then brought his fingers up to pinch the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath muttering too low for even me to hear.  

Oh…Shit. Shit. Shit.

Oh well I guess that pretty much wraps up this scene and my performance could have been nominated for a fucking Emmy. Damn it!

Nice going there Bella.

He sat there for a moment taking a deep breath and then he snapped his finger and pointed at an imaginary spot right on the floor in front of him and like an idiot…I hesitate.

“Isabella kneel!” he demands.

“Yes, Master.” I kneel quickly as he stands up over me glowering.

“Isabella…do you have something you need to say?”

I held my position and my eyes on him as I knelt before him wondering what I should do or what he was expecting from me as his eyes burned into mine.

Did he want me to safe word? Should I have? It stung yeah but it was not as if I was being scarred or anything…

Then it hit me.

“Master, I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to disrespect you. Please forgive me Master.”

There are times when Edward’s speed is astounding and what happens next was one of those times.

I heard everything as clear as day, but I still had to learn to adjust my eyes to my keener vision because once he moved, it was all a damn blur. The sounds of material tearing around me, then the fluttering of clothes as they began to hit the floor surprised me. It was the sound of his belt sliding out of the loops of his jeans that was very distinct and almost ominous sounding.

 I didn’t feel cold being that I was a vampire now, but I did feel the difference in the temperature since I was now bare ass naked as he stood here in front of me, his leather belt in his hand.

He looked sexy as fuck and I could feel the wetness seep from between my legs and was sure it would be running down my thighs any second. This was the feeling that aroused me and I wondered for a moment why the scene of acting wasn’t getting the same reaction from my body.

Then his nose took notice instantly as he inhales deeply as his nostrils flare.

He swung the belt around and I felt it smack my ass as the other side came around and he pulled me into him jerking me forward as my body slams into his chest and he is now holding me there against him, the leather was trying to cut into my hard skin by the tight grip he had on it forcing me to stand closer to him but it didn’t hurt nor did it harm me.  

His eyes were looking down into mine and his breathing was coming out in shallow puffs.

“You know how much that pisses me off Isabella and I have been far too lenient with you on that really nasty fucking habit of yours. That my dear…was strike three my love. Do you know what that means?”

His eyes continue to bore into mine as he waits for his answer.

I suck in my bottom lip and really start chewing on it. “I’m out?” I don’t let my eyes fall from his intense glare.

“That is the last one because trust me Angel by the time I get through with you, you will definitely remember it for the rest of your existence, now I have to teach my little angel how to respect her master, you know where the fuck you need to stand now get the fuck over there!” he growls.

“Yes sir.”

I move to stand next to the intimidator and he is a blur around me as I feel hard steel slap against my upper thighs as he has my ass down on the floor setting me up to be bound.

I keep my eyes on him and watch him but he doesn’t even look at me, focused solely on the task at hand he is moving things and setting things up.

I squeak out a little yelp when I am lifted again and laid out on the intimidator. He some new steel cuffs on each wrist now as I lay here on the table spread while I am face down. He grabs some strange shaped shiny metal object and comes around to the side of the table, “Isabella both hands behind your back…your wrists need to be one crossed over the other.”

I cannot help but ask, “What is that?” My curiosity getting the best of me.

“Are you questioning me?” He says and I can clearly hear the annoyance in his tone.

“No sir, I was just curious.”

I feel him grip my wrists tightly placing them the way he just requested that I do, but I hadn’t, so he took it upon himself to make sure I did so.

“It’s an orbital cuff…made of the strongest steel man can manufacture but that isn’t what makes it so effective in this case. It is the angle and the way your bound to it that fastens it together  therefore making it impossible to escape from…even a meek little timid vampire such as yourself even if you are a fucking new born. Now I suggest you quiet down because your mouth is about to get very fucking busy and may be wore out by the time I am through with it.”

I feel the movement and tense up before his hand hits my ass cheek in three consecutive smacks.

“Yeow!” I yelp. The sting from my earlier spanking came back ten fold.

He wasn’t kidding because my hands are completely useless once he clicks this strange contraption into place. I am unable to get any advantage. I even attempt to use my newborn strength and push on it to stress the metal some doing a little testing of my own. Sadly, the device was totally ineffective from my strength.

Nothing.

Fuck!

“Try all you want Angel. I warned you…I had things in this room that would keep you contained. You will not get out of this until I allow you.”

I huffed a little. Stupid newborn vampire temper. I scowl to myself.

He grips my ponytail and yanks it up moving his face closer to me.

“Open your mouth!”

He allows me to taste a sample of his venom as it pours out over his tongue and into my mouth, and I notice that he is denying me any physical contact with his lips. I desperately want to kiss him deeply.

“Taste good?” he asks.

“Mmm…” I can’t help but moan out at the flavor of Edward. Suddenly, he pulls back and smirks at me. “You are denied the taste and the feel of my lips on any part of your body, however you are going to worship mine with that tongue, then I am going to get off on you Isabella. I feel it is necessary to make you see that I will not be disrespected especially in this fucking room where you know better. You know as well as I do that your little outburst and tantrum had nothing to do with your newborn behavior. That was purely the sassy little human Bella that was sadly taught that it was acceptable to display such behavior and although you obviously got away with it more than a few times in your past…everything is about to change. I despise that reaction…and I cannot let that go unchecked. It is bad enough you already have developed the bad habit. Well not anymore little girl. You will learn. You know your safe words say them.”

“Red Yellow green.” I shout out.

“Unfuckingbelievable…I hope to god that is the Newborn in you because that is the only thing that would make logical sense. I will let that little outburst slide!”

He suddenly releases a section in the middle of the table removing a portion of it and lays it aside.  

His strength is astounding at times when he picks me up as if I am a feather and flips me face up now my hands easily under me through the open but still cuffed and restrained. Isabella, first you service me. Do not swallow.”

“Yes Master.” I pout further.

He steps up to the edge of the table and grips my ponytail with one hand while the other hand caresses my cheek. His finger traces along my jaw and I keep my eyes trained on him. He pushes his thumb into my mouth and pushes down on my bottom jaw forcing my mouth open.

My fangs come out and are in position.

“Ah…ah…Angel…put those away. Not yet….” He orders and it was obviously an instinctual thing and I do as he asks.  

He grips my hair tighter and positions himself to push into my mouth and he proceeds to fuck my throat. I instantly realize that I don’t have to breathe and I listen to him moan out in deep groans. “Jesus that’s fucking heaven!! Fuck you’re your mouth is so fucking warm!!!

“All of it Isabella.” He demands and I open up my throat and I got to work on him like I never have before. It doesn’t take me but a few minutes and he is begging for me to stop and let go of it, but I refuse and suck harder and swallow tightening my throat around his cock. I know he won’t let me swallow it and he tastes better than he did before.  

“Isabella baby I am fucking so close, God damn your sucking skills are only getting fucking better and better! Perfect! Slow down!”

I am stubborn and I don’t want to give it up.

“Open that mouth and let my fucking cock out Isabella…now!” I let his cock slide out and he holds it right over my mouth and the warmth of it surprises me still as I keep my mouth open taking my punishment and being denied the pleasure of swallowing him. His eyes watch carefully as he shoots it all over my tongue and lips. I can feel the tension from the anger he is fighting.

“Fuck, I hate denying you Goddamn it! To deny you fucking denies me! Are you sorry?” he growls. “God Angel tell me you will not do it again…please!”

I can’t speak with a mouthful so I nod. He doesn’t say a word as he steps back and unfastens the strange cuff and chains to my thighs. I sit up and he grips a hold of my chin holding it so that his eyes burn into mine. “You did very good Angel. Clean up and come back to me.”

I rush in to clean up washing my mouth out and not swallowing.

I can feel my frustration with myself for letting him down but my temper seems to spike building further at the fact that we were supposed to be here to settle a bet and I try to take a deep breath and calm my thoughts but I can’t. I am already plotting somewhere in the back of my evil mind. It’s only when I come out of the bathroom that I look at him and realize what I am about to do.

His eyes are dark and he is lying back in the center of the bed propped up on his elbows watching me again this time his jeans are unfastened. I take a quick inventory of the room scanning it and the newborn in me seems to allow my irritation to win out as I swipe what I need off the armoire then the extra chains hanging along the edge of the bondage table and with lightning fast speed, I pounce on him so fucking fast, he doesn’t have a chance to react. Before I have him stunned into submission.

He snorts out a laugh and looks up at me with an amused, but bewildered expression.

I have his hands cuffed to the headboard so fast, that look on his face is bemused.

“Isabella…just what the fuck do you think your doing?” His dominant voice doesn’t match the position that he now finds himself in. I cover my mouth as I giggle throwing my leg over to straddle over him.

“In case you forgot Master…we have a bet to settle.”

He cocks his brow up; his expression clearly speaks for itself.

“This Angel,” he shakes his hands and the metal links jingle. “…isn’t the least bit funny.”

I lean over pressing my breasts to his chest, press my lips right to his ear, and moan out.

“Hmmm….it isn’t meant to be funny…it is to hold you down while I show you what a big strong grown up vampire I am.”

His shoulders shake a little with a fake laugh and he closes his eyes and smiles shaking his head.

“Bella Angel I am not at all pleased with your choice and that you have put me in this situation. I don’t like being bound and I sure as hell don’t like being controlled. I can break these you know. You picked the wrong ones.”

“Really?” I cock my head as my eyes dart up to his hands.

His eyes follow mine and he sees he is double cuffed with two sets of handcuffs and chained through out it, with thicker chain that is linked and intertwined through the slats of the metal headboard. When his eyes land back on me, I can tell he is a little pissed.

“Isabella what do you think you are going to accomplish doing this?”

I sit up, cup my breasts, let out a long sigh, lean down pushing my nipple towards my mouth, and flick my tongue over it. His mouth falls open and his cock hardens underneath me.

“I am going to fuck you so good and hard that this bed isn’t going to survive my newborn thrusts. I am going to tease and taunt you before I fuck you until you scream, beg, and plead for me to let you come.” I tweak both nipples in between my thumb and finger and moan out in pleasure as I grind onto his jean-covered cock.

“You little cocktease…you do realize when this is over that I will dominate the shit out of you don’t you?” His voice deepens; his fangs slowly lock into place.

“Mm…so pretty.” I smile down and lick along his lips. I grip his chin and hold him where I want him. “Open up like a good little boy.”

He snorts out a laugh, his eyes narrow and he grits his teeth. “I am so going to enjoy whipping your sweet little pussy once I get the fuck outta this!” He growls.

“Ewww…that sounds so naughty. Promise.” I taunt him.

“Oh Isabella you just fucking wait little girl.”

I push my tongue into his mouth and drink his venom as I grind on his erection.

“Oh these are in the way.” I scowl tearing his pants off him completely and lower myself back over his cock.

“Fuck you are soaked.” He hisses and I hear him pulling on his bindings.

I nod and slide my hand down and wipe it up my slit and then bring my fingers to his mouth.

“Wanna taste?”

He is trying so hard not to glare but losing into the scent right under his nose. His mouth falls open and his tongue snakes out and he swirls it around my fingers moaning and closing his eyes.

“Fuck I love every flavor that comes from you….and damn it Isabella you do remember the conditions of this here deal. The rules were that if you don’t break this bed…then it’s my turn.”

I smirk down at him and bring my finger down to trace from his navel up the center of his chest and over until I grip and pinch his nipple.

“Whatsa matter? Big scary vampire all tied up?” I coo at him teasingly.

“grrrrrrrrrrrr.” He growls but I can see he is somewhat amused. I think. “You little girl are in so much trouble…but this ought to be fun so baby show me what a naughty girl you really can be.”

I push up on my feet standing over him looking down and slide my hand between my legs and rub my lips, bite my bottom lip and suck on it looking down at him while I tease him with my legs spread over so he has a perfect view straight up.

“Mmm….God that feels soooo good!” I purr and wiggle my hips a little in a circle.

“Why are you being so bashful Angel? Come on dirty little girl…I know you want to show it to me. Press you fingers on each lip and spread it open and let me see how fucking wet you really are.”

“Mmm…” God he is good at the dirty talk. I totally don’t compare to him.

“I am waiting.”

“You are?” I act innocent then I step up a few steps, drop my knees down on the side of his head, and keep my distance from his face.

“Oh you little tease.”

I spread my lips open, his eyes drop down, and he moves so fast he has my clit in between his teeth before I can back away.

“Arghhhhhhhh.” I groan out.

He bites harder. “Ohhhh….Jesus….”


The he goes full vampire and sucks hard flicking his tongue back and forth. I give in, grab onto the metal frame of the bed, look down at him, and start to move over his lips.

“Oh fuck that feels so fucking good!” I grind harder, grip the metal bar, squeeze, and pull on that bitch using it as leverage.

I know my emotions are so out of my control and I look down at him and hiss. “Don’t you dare stop till I get off!” Edward snorts into my pussy laughing a little. I narrow my eyes at him and pull back. “What’s so funny?”

He licks his lips and says, “Enjoy your power trip while you can little one.” He smirks and then warns me. 

“You better make a decision on if you want a little pain with your pleasure Isabella because I am thirsty and you know that if I don’t have my cock in you when I bite you, well Angel…I hate to say it but…its gonna smart a little.”

“I haven’t even started.” I snap.

He lets his fangs burst out of his gums and smiles wickedly. “I have no qualms about biting you somewhere new if you aren’t ready for me.”

I really don’t feel like being tormented when I have a bed to focus on.

“Fine!” I grab his hair on both sides, crash my lips into his kissing him hard, and lift my body right over his cock. I move it along with my pussy bringing it into position without even using my hands.

“How does that feel baby? Is it wet enough for you? Hot enough? Aroused enough?” I tease.

“Isabella do not fucking tease me when I am thirsty. You will regret that shit baby and I really think you should just bring your neck down here.”

I swallow knowing now that he is warning me.

So that is how I can lure him out. I smile inwardly.

“I heard that.” he hisses and his head lifted up and he locked onto my breast just as I slammed down on him holding the headboard with all my strength.

“Fucking Hell!!” He pulls back and looks up at me. “Fuck Bella don’t fucking break me! I think you are going to want to play with me again sometime soon.” He scolds me for the force I must of used.

Oops.

I smirk down at him and put my hand over his mouth. Don’t ask me what has gotten into me. I am just on some sort of power trip right now. I lift up and slam down on him again gripping the headboard.

“Ungh!!!” that was deep!

I wiggle on his hips and smirk at him and he pushes his hips up to meet my thrust and I grunt out.

“Oh God!”

His fang locks on my hard flesh and he nips at it to try to get me to move my hand. I do it and bring my breast back down and Edward’s eyes are getting darker. He is fighting back his beast and I am taunting him and I know that’s just stupid but I can’t help it.

His tone deepens and his hips slam up into me.

“Unlock these now!” He growls.

“Nope!” I grin cheekily at him and then hear the metal stressing and weakening under his strength. It protests and groans but eventually I hear the chink of the first handcuff give.

He grins and yanks the entire thing hard over and over pulling on it as I hump up and down on him.

The headboard bows under the pressure and the metal that snaps out an echo rings out, Then there is a loud clang as several of the chains give up their fight against him.

He has the chain in his hand as he looks up at me now with a very satisfied smug ass smirk.

I realize now that suddenly…I may be in trouble here. The excitement of the moment is somewhat overwhelming. My nerves are lit up as if I have just been struck by lightning and the hairs on my body tingle when his voice turns scary dark and deep. 

“My turn little girl.” His grin is purely wicked and evil and just damn scary and fuck me the sexiest thing I have ever seen on him that I lose my breath. 

“Get your ass over to the armoire and grab what is lying on top.” his thumbs dig into my hips as he lifts me off him and I curse to myself all the way over to the thing.

I pick up a long syringe type object with a thick syrupy type liqiuid in it and look at it.

“What is this?”

“Get your ass over here!” He hisses.

“Okay…okay…jeeze…”

He is up and has the item in his hand and he moves behind me pressing his body against my back and bending me over the bed slowly.

“All the way Angel. Your ass needs to be pointing to heaven which is what it’s going to feel like when I fuck you there.”

“Hands on the bed.” I do as he asks and he pushes gently down on my upper back, which lifts my ass up to him more at an angle now.

“Is this going to hurt?” I look back over my shoulder.

“You know right now it would be very wise of you to keep your thoughts, questions, words of wisdom and anything else that has a need to come out of that mouth to yourself right now. I am five nano seconds away from sticking a gag in that pretty mouth of yours Isabella.”

“Yes Master.” Knowing I have probably pushed his limits, but fuck it was fun while it lasted and I almost let out a giggle.

I feel wetness slide down the crack of my ass and before I can even get used to it, there is pressure and he speaks softly now. “Relax. It is just a lube injector.”

My eyes widen at the way that sounds.

“A lube injector?” fear fills the dead tissue of my ice-cold body.

“It isn’t some sick fetish thing Angel…it is just to prepare you for me. Now, just relax and it will start to feel good after I am in you then once I get a few good thrusts to break you in, you will beg for more!”

I moan like a porn star at the thought, and then I feel the pressure as he pushes it up inside of me.

“Oh….”

“Fucking perfect.” I feel it slide out and he tosses it on a perfectly folded towel on the floor next to the bed that I didn’t notice before. I almost snort out a laugh wondering if he planned to win the whole time, then he just lifts me up on the bed on my knees and it seems like I have become a rag doll for him.

“Grab that fucking headboard.” He demands I try to inhale and exhale preparing for his invasion. He wastes no time slipping in a finger and working it in and out and then another stretching me and getting me prepared as I whine and moan underneath his gifted fingers.

When he is all ready, I turn and look at him over my shoulder anxious for it now. I am so excited I can barely stand it.

Do it.

Do it.

My ponytail is firmly tugged and then held as my hip is positioned and held in place and then I feel him right there.

“Yes.” I moan.

“Yes what?”

“Fuck me!” I cry out.

My fists tighten on the headboard and I start to feel the steel bend slowly as he presses forward.

“Oh damn…fuck…shit.” I moan out all these profanities as his girth stretches while his length buries deep inside.

“Now that’s fucking perfect!” he growls sliding out slow and pushing forward again at a steady slow pace. "So tight."

He is taking his time and easing me into this but I am totally done waiting for it as I beg for him to give me more because he was right...it feels like heaven.

 “It’s too slow…Master please…faster…harder…”

His warm tongue licks the length of my spine, his fist still holding my hair and he pulls out and slams into me. The bed creaks at the pressure he has put on it along with my yanking the headboard.

His hands slide up and he pries my fingers off the headboard and flips me over.

Pushing my legs up so he can bury himself deep inside of me. "God I love fucking you!!! Does that feel good Balla??? Does it? is that the way you want it? hard?"

I cry out from the orgasm that is so fucking intense it feels like my sides are going to split, my toes are curled so tight and my body sharts to quiver before it winds up and begins to shake violently the way he is fucking me.
He kisses me so softly and lovingly. His words nearly had me undone but when he said it with what had to be the sexiest voice I ever heard Edward use, I nearly lost it.

“I have been dying to fuck you the way the beast in me has been envisioning my beautiful Angelic little swan. Ever since you stood there in my office with that adorable as fuck little bitch brow cocked up at me and that sassy mouth sucking on that beautiful pouty lip the way you do teasing the fuck out of both of us with that virgin innocence, you have no idea how close I came to following along with his plan. I think it's time Isabella, I want to fuck you like an animal!"

My breath hitched with his words and Edward's entire body tensed up frozen now like a statue, all except for his hands and fingers that are now digging so hard into my hips pulling me as if he is trying to crawl inside of my body. Then the air moved around us and an overwhelming scent of more vampire’s filled my nostrils and I knew they are now in this room with us. The scent has a hint of something familiar but there's something different and I don't recognize it. I am now frozen just a fraction of second after Edward. My eyes move to look over Edward’s shoulder as he kept his body covering me by staying on top of me. He is holding me to him protectively.

The guttural grow erupted from deep in his gut and it crept up through his chest in a low rattling that vibrated more and more from deep within him. His eyes glowed like a neon green sign flashing in Las Vegas when all light in this room was off suddenly flipped off. I could still see everything clearly with my vampire eyes as the six unfamiliar vampires have formed a line at the foot of the bed and stood there with amused expressions on their faces looking down on us.

Then there was a loud crashing sound as I felt Edward’s weight on me get heavier and the little prickling sensation of a thousand trillion needles stung against my skin.I clenched my eyes closed, I was so fucking confused but I could still feel Edward inside of me and no body else in this room had moved.

“Isabella?” Edward's voice was so fucking strained, I look up into those now very haunting and frighteningly angry eyes, and the scent of his fear fills my nostrils as his brow furrows. A light switched back on over us again and we are covered in shards of glass as I realized that the mirror above us had crashed down on top of us with the frame of the bed all bent from our activity. 

I felt my heart ache for us both; the fear is now coursing through me when I smell Edwards. His eyes look over my body assessing my well-being.

I lay here under an Angel that sparkles like a thousand diamonds have been embedded under his skin as the light reflects off the shattered pieces of mirror that covered every inch of our skin.

“Angel baby are you okay?” He asks struggling to speak and I knew that those words were the hardest thing for him to get out when he tried to focus on those he was about to face behind us.

There presence angered me and my instincts kick in at the obvious threat that the six massive vampires are to my mate and myself as they stood just over his shoulder smiling wickedly over us.

I just nodded to tell him I was fine trying to keep my newborn temper under control.

Edward’s expressions flipped like a switch. One minute he looked deadly angry then his eyes welled up with venom.

He looks right at me and whispers in a broken voice, his lips murmur into mine, “I hope one day you will forgive me. I love you more than my own life.”   

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