Chapter 75 The Beast learns a hard lesson

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Chapter 75

The Beast learns a hard lesson

Isabella mingles with the various members of the club, making new friends, while hanging out with old ones.

Her smile graces her lips and her beauty is undeniable. Low murmurs from several members share their thoughts about the girl that finally hooked the infamous bad boy Edward Cullen.

Emmett walks over from the dance floor and guides Rosalie to her seat, then reaches over to take Bella’s hand and asks, “Would you do me the honor of dancing with me sweet cheeks?”

Isabella giggles as she accepts his offer and walks out on the dance floor with the behemoth vampire. He spins her around, pulls her into his arms, and looks down at her, flashing those killer dimples that never fail to make any girl swoon.

The dance floor has been full all night as vampire couples rock to the beat, but have slowed down considerably as the oldie by one of the worlds most famous bands of all time The Temptations floods the speakers.

Emmett takes Bella’s hand, slides his arm around her back and sways her to the beat belting out the lyrics to the song while he dances with her.

Each day through my window,

  I watch her as she passes by….oh yeah…

   I say to myself you’re such a lucky guy…oh yeah

        To have a girl like her…is truly a dream come true…

                     Out of all the fella’s in the world she belongs to me…

Bella giggles as Emmett twirls her around and around once, twice, three times. He then pulls her back into his embrace swaying again to the beat of the music. Meanwhile his green-eyed brother leans against the doorjamb in the far corner of the club, with his arms folded over his chest watching the two dance. He can literally feel the deep ache of his heart and it pisses him off that he is not the one out there dancing with his Angel.

His anger festers and frustration sets in because since they have returned from their moment outside, she has ignored him completely. She has even disappeared on him a couple of times and in a near panic he seeks her out, only to find her with Peter. Once she is in his sights again he relaxes even if it is only slightly. 

But it was just my imagination…

                     runnin away with me…yeah…

                                    It was just my imagination

                                                      runnin away with me…

Edward cocks his head as he hears the thoughts of a very familiar strawberry blonde female vampire that just entered the club with a tall dark long-haired man he has never met.

Wow. This place is busier than I expected. I am impressed Edward…not fond of your choice in photographs but then again…why should I be…they aren’t me!

The guy is tall, well built, ruggedly handsome and Edward listens into their conversation as the deep voice speaks to his former submissive Tanya.

“Interesting my lovely slut, you seemed to have found the perfect club. Your Master is proud of your choice this evening.” He leans in to press his lips to her cheek.

“Thank you Master Royce.”

The name is all too familiar to Edward, but where he has heard of it, he is not totally sure. He eyes up the gentlemen and realizes that this guy is not a Vampire, but a human. He narrows his eyes and glides through the crowded dance floor heading right in Tanya’s direction.

He stops and looks down at her. “Tanya.” He addresses her in a clipped tone.

“What are you doing here?” he asks.

“What do you mean? I have been a member since the opening of your first club.” She looks at him innocently.

“You know the rules.” Edward states under his breath as his head tilts towards the human on her arm.

“Hello. I should probably introduce myself, how rude of me, my name is Royce, Royce King.” He holds out his hand to shake but Edward doesn’t even look down or acknowledge that it is there.

“King. Do I know you from somewhere?” Edward finally turns to ask him, his curiosity is growing.

The commotion behind him clears up the reason for the familiarity.

“What in the fucking hell are you doing here?” Rosalie Hale spat out the moment she realizes her ex fiancé has entered the club.

His eyes widen as he takes in her appearance and he smirks at the beautiful blonde he almost committed himself to what now seems like a lifetime ago.

“Rosalie.” He nods in her direction. “I never took you for the submissive type.” He quirks his brow up at her.

“I am not a submissive you cheating lying man whore.” She sneers.

“Oh…my a Mistress, now that makes so much more sense.” He grins wider and wags his brows at her.

Her eyes narrow into thin slits and she growls deep down trying to hold her tongue.

“You sure have improved with age, you are captivating.” He eyes her up and tilts his head studying her appearance.

Edward hears his thoughts.

She is one of them...a vampire.

His thoughts all but stop when his eyes widen as the massive form of a man walks up to wrap his arms from behind Rosalie around her pulling her back to his chest.

Emmett’s eyes burn into Royce’s as he stands behind his mate holding her to him almost protectively.

“What’s wrong baby?” he asks kissing her on top of the head.

It is only then that Royce’s eyes move to the young lady that is standing behind Emmett off to the side of this massive guy.

“Is that little Bella?” Royce inquires.

Edward remembers perfectly now who exactly Royce King is. He glances over at Isabella as her eyes widen when she takes in who just said her name.

“Royce. What are you doing here?” she asks surprised.

“I could ask you the same thing. Fuck Isabella what are you all of eighteen? What would your father think about you in a club like this?”

She narrows her eyes at him and snaps, “Shut the fuck up. Don’t even talk about Phil.”

“Tsk, tsk.” He eyes up her outfit and  his thoughts venture into an area where he believes he is alone in his own mind. Little does he know that Edward is attune to his every thought.

Fuck me but you sure in the hell grew up little girl. The things I could do to you now and be allowed to do legally…I used to love the way you wore those two long pony tails and would lick an ice cream cone with that tongue of yours. You were a little tease, but such a bitch for someone so young.

“Enough!” Edward’s voice cuts his thoughts off.

Tanya leans in and whispers, “I forgot to warn you that my former Master has the ability to hear your thoughts!”

Royce’s brows shot up in surprise. “Is he the only one?” looking at Tanya incredulously.

“As far as I know.” She replies.

“Tanya, I think it would be best if you left.” Edward demands.

“Oh Edward, no harm, no foul.” She teases.

“Edward Cullen if you don’t remove him from this club, I will!” Rosalie demands.

“Tanya.” His voice is low. “You know the rules.”

“You let her into your club when she was human!” she points at Bella.

“It’s my fucking club and I make the rules! Got it?” he scowls.

“You haven’t seen the last of me!” she snaps and storms out with her boy toy in tow.

Everyone starts to return to their place while Edward stands there, his eyes locked on Isabella.

“Master.” She walks up to him and pushes her way under his arm and presses her face into his throat.

Edward sighs heavily and wraps his arms around her and hugs her to him.

“We’ll discuss tonight’s events later?” he asks.

“Yes sir.” She agrees and finds that he feels perfect and right with her in his arms. She loves him but she is still angry with him.

She wonders if she will ever be enough for him. Maybe he is bored already. Maybe he is ready to seek out another submissive to replace her. She considers this for a moment and shakes her head to herself.

No. She knows Edward loves her. She knows they are mated for life. So what is the deal with this adding another submissive? There is only way to find out and when they are alone later she will ask him. That is if he is still talking to her when all is said and done.

He kisses the top of her head and walks with her to the table where everyone has  gone back to being seated.

“The nerve!” Rosalie hisses. “Was he supposed to be the dominant or was he the submissive?” she snorts out a growl causing Bella to laugh.

“He needs a choke chain if he is a sub.” She laughs harder now with Rosalie.

“What was he thinking that set you off Edward?” Rosalie asks eying him up and down.

“I won’t repeat it.”

She narrows her eyes at Edward wondering what he is hiding from her.

Speaking of which a certain vampire among them seems to be doing a little dodging of his own as Edward scans over the group and his eyes land on Peter who is whispering in Charlotte’s ear too fast and low for even his vampire ears to hear and he is blocking out his thoughts.

Edward tunes them out quickly as Isabella has caught his attention again with her fingers brushing back and forth under the edge of his slacks as if she is trying to wiggle her finger in under his shirt to touch his bare skin. He looks down at her. She is chewing her bottom lip and he watches her wondering what is going on inside of her head.

Unbeknownst to him, he is about to find out.

Edward excuses himself when he overhears that a group of humans are trying to gain entrance into his club. He looks over at his brother Emmett and nods in his direction to follow him as he needs his bouncer to help contain the situation. Jasper and Ben also  make their way over to the door to address the issue that is starting to get out of hand.

Bella looks over at Peter and Charlotte and Charlotte winks at her and she realizes that this is the diversion that Peter has set up for them. They both stand and she pulls her away from the table quickly before Edward comes back to notice she is gone. Bella in the meantime follows behind Peter and Charlotte after Charlotte whispers into Rosalie and Alice’s ear to lead the guys up to the last room upstairs on the left.

Moments later Isabella, Peter and Charlotte are behind a locked door and Bella nervously paces.

“I don’t know if I can go through with this.”

“Sure you can! Trust me Isabella, it won’t go on for too long. Peter is right.” Charlotte assures her.

“Don’t you think this is pushing him a little to far. Don’t you think he will be so angry that he will never forgive me or look at me the same way again?"

She sighs heavily questioning her actions now and second guessing what she is about to do to her Master and her beloved mate.

“You sit in the chair. I will cuff you to the bench, while Peter gets ready.” Charlotte says before Bella has a chance to change her mind. Within moments Bella is shackled to the bench. Her ankles are also shackled, her legs now spread open but just barely enough to cover her pussy.

Charlotte is unzipping her tight leather dress pulling it off to reveal a black leather bra and matching thong. She is beautiful and her pale skin is flawless, Bella watches her walk around folding her dress and laying it down.

“Now, you need to think some really erotic thoughts of Edward and get aroused as quickly as possible.” Charlotte suggests. “Imagine him tying you to that throne of his after hours, bent over with his leather paddle in hand.” She taunts her and giggles.

Bella laughs with her and her mind tries to envision it. She inhales deeply when Charlotte begins to unbutton the front corset of her own dress that Edward had chose for her to wear this evening.

“Don’t worry…we won’t let it fall open I am just going to leave it undone.”

Bella nods and her keen hearing and sense of smell can pick up her Master headed this way with his entourage who are also his beloved members of his family.

Peter comes out of the adjoining room dressed like a full-blown Dominant decked out in leather pants, black leather boots, no shirt, and carrying a crop.

Edward’s hand reaches out for the door handle to open it. He is ranting and mumbling about the announcement that came from Rosalie about some sort of surprise that Isabella has for him.

He finds the door is locked and turns to look at Alice who stares off into no where with that all too familiar blank stare of hers. He steps inside of her vision with her and what he sees now through his own eyes, the events that go down once he twists that door knob open to discover that what Alice's vision has brought him.

His eyes widen in shock and before he can even fully grasp in his own mind what he is seeing going on behind the locked door, the beast within him is unleashed in all his power and fury. His muscles tense, his chest heaves and expands tightening his shirt around his biceps and pecs, both sets of fangs bust through his gums, venom flows freely and his green eye color swirls and darkens to jet black in that all too familiar rage he had only experienced once before when he found Caius who had his beloved Angel bound to a bed in a rat hole of a dungeon not so long ago.

There is a collective gasp within the group of vampires all except for a munchkin Edward sweetly named of his beloved Alice who smiles to herself knowing the ending of this little scenario that will teach the arrogant Vampire a lesson he will never forget for all eternity.

It is then that the prince of all Vampire’s, or more appropriately heir to the title of King and Master of a sweet angelic little innocent vampire named Bella reaches out with his full strength not waiting for a door lock to be opened, that his fist grips the handle of the solid wood door splintering the wood as the brass handle is yanked right out of it’s position within the wood itself, his other hand is balled into a fist as it shoots through the door to push it open only to send it flying off the hinges and implanting it into the far wall across the room.

The sound of it resonates through the entire building. 

A deep guttural growl rumbles through the very heart of the angry Vampire as his eyes land on his target. A tall dark haired DominantVampire he has known, and loved like his own son stares back with a smart ass smirk on his face, showing no fear what so ever to the one that made him and could and very would tear him apart for the visions of what he had planned to engage in with his sweet Angel Bella. Nothing would survive when Edward’s beast takes over his mind, his body and now his very soul as the Prince of all Vampire’s steps over the threshold to see the beauty he has fallen madly in love with and highly protective of bound to a bench, her sweet legs spread open for a Dominant who he is sure has a death wish and his pupils dilate, his eyes nearly close into tiny slits as he grits his teeth and mutters out the threat of warning and a demand for an answer.

Isabella’s eyes widen in shock when the Vampire she knows and loves is making his claim on her in all his beauty.

Nothing else could happen right now that could be worse.

Well except for the one thing that actually could make this all worse. 

Isabella’s scent of her sexy arousal at seeing Edward like this causes her to only grow more aroused and the scent wafts up under Edward’s nose and his nostrils flare as venom drips from the tip of his sharp sexy fangs.

 

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*no she did not end it there!* snickers…yeah…she did!