Wednesday, January 25, 2012

I continue to offer teasers because trust me this next chapter is going to be freaking LONGGGGGGGGGGGG!





“I wish to do lots of things with you Angel. Tie you up, gag you, blindfold you, tease, and taunt you. Oh, the things I want to do to that sweet needy little pussy fill my head everyday. Some days it is all I think about, imagine, dream of. Then others it just keeps flashing in my head, out of nowhere sneaking into my thoughts. My mind plots and plans scenes that I could do for days with you, bound, needy and wet for me.”

Suddenly he has my hair fisted in his hand and he tugs slightly pulling it back to force me to look up and meet his eyes. He lowers his face to press his lips right up to mine but stays back just enough to breath the next words into my mouth. “Rest assured you bad, bad, bad little girl that this big bad vampire is going to punish you, tease you, tempt you, and then I am going to start all over again…maybe you get relief…maybe you won’t. It all depends on my mood. Right now though…my mood is teetering on a tightrope. I want to spread you out and slap that pussy for even allowing Peter near it with a crop. He smacked my fucking mark Isabella. MY FUCKING MARK!” He roared anger flooding his body in full force. The chains dangling from the ceiling fucking jingled.

His fangs are present and dripping. “You are MOTHERFUCKING MINE and I swear to God you will know it by the time you are carried out of this room!”

“Carried?” I whisper…

He smirks.

“You don’t seriously think you will be able to walk by the time I have played with, teased, smacked, whipped, teased some more, and fucked your sweet pussy and that tight little ass of yours by the time this weekend is over now do you?”

I whimpered.

His smirk only grew.

“I really like that sound. You better make that sound a lot for your Master.” He pulls back and walks behind me.

His lips are right there against my ear. “You just got a little wetter…and I just grew fucking harder. Relax little girl…I think you wanna play with me as much as I wanna play with you.”

He unfastened the cuffs to my hands and thighs and he took my hand and led me over to the cross against the wall, refastening me to them. His nose started a trail brushing down behind my ear and along my throat. He stopped and inhaled his scar and moved down to rest his chin on my cleavage looking up at me. The evil little glint in his eye was obvious.
His fang hooked the first hook of the front of my bustier and with a slight tug I could hear the slow tearing of material.
This repeated with each fastener. His eyes never left mine and he moaned and hummed as he unhooked each one slower than humanly possible.

Tease.

“It is only the beginning little girl…just you wait.”
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Promise...it will be worth the wait......

Friday, January 20, 2012

Shhhhh.....TEASER........

Chapter 76

MOTHERFUCKING MINE !

~*~*~*~Alice’s POV~*~*~*~


Based on the decisions up until now I was sure that everything would work itself out.

What I did not anticipate was Peter going all Dominant and his own vampire instincts kicking in as he brings the riding crop to tap lightly against Bella’s inner thigh.

My visions got erratic and nothing was happening like it had been originally.

Edward’s eyes moved to the very tip of the crop that had started to slide under the far too short skirt that barely covered her pussy, and I wondered what the fuck Peter was doing. I mean really, he showed him what he needed so why was he pushing his maker?

Edward is a beautiful vampire and when he gets angry he brings sexy back like no one ever could but fuck if he wasn’t getting even me hot!

“Don’t you dare move a fucking inch further.” Edward’s tone was low in warning.

Peter just smirked and my vision went black.

Peter just smirked and my vision went black and I snapped out of my vision as I stood here and almost let the word “stop” roll off my lips but it was too late.

The crop slapped once against her inner left thigh of all places, right on Edward’s double fanged scar where he claimed her and turned her.

The entire building shook when the growl erupted again from Edward’s chest.

“Peter.” Was all that was heard as Charlotte whispers out a resonant warning to her mate that he was pushing a limit that scared her to death. I could feel and hear her fear.

Jasper grabbed me by the waist and yanked me back away from Edward’s body.

Peter’s words would be his undoing, I was sure.

All he said was, “Isabella indicated you wanted to share her and I loved the whole idea of it, but see…if I let my submissive play then I get to play too and Bella seemed opened to the idea. Fuck Edward she smells like sweet motherfucking sex. I am dying to see just how good she really tastes…so glad you are willing to share.”

Edward is fast. Faster than any vampire alive and the room was blurred and all we could see was Peter’s head rolling across the room, Charlotte’s scream and then the room fell into silence as Isabella and Edward had all but disappeared. We all stood there with our mouths hanging open shocked by the scene that had just happened.

S*h*h*h*h*h*…..

Chapter 75 The Beast learns a hard lesson


Shhhhh…..

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.

 
© Robshandmonkey~   

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


















Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Chapter 74 Newborn on the streets of Chicago

Shhhhh…..

Chapter 74

Newborn on the streets of Chicago


I was pissed to say the least.

I cannot believe he is fucking serious with this shit!

He knew! I told him already! How dare he!!

What the hell is he thinking?

Stupid arrogant fucking Dominant Vampire!

I am halfway out of the industrial area when I realize that I am on the dark streets of downtown Chicago. He has to be behind me I am sure not too far behind me but for the moment; I just had to get away because all I could see was red. I needed to get away from him to calm the hell down.

Ugh!

I stop when I hear and smell humans near me.

“Hey motherfucker get your ass over here or I am going to beat your ass. Hell I will beat it anyway punk!”

I still in the spot I am now standing in waiting to hear what is happening very close by. I hear the sound of running footsteps and then a child rounds the corner. He is no more than ten or twelve. I can smell the fear coursing through his veins and I am sure he is scared to death. He isn’t even looking in my direction clearly with his head turned looking over his shoulder now back towards the corner he came around from.

He then runs right smack into me. “Whoa.” I catch him before he falls backwards.

“Sorry lady.” He looks up at me wide-eyed, and then a gang of kids round the corner behind him, running, they too stop in their tracks when they see us standing here under the only streetlight that works and is lit up around here.

“Well, well, look at what we got here.” The tallest oldest boy of the group eyes me up and down. “Hey there sugar. What’s a fine piece of ass like you doing in a neighborhood like this? You lost or something?” He walks around me eyeing me up and then one of the other taller boys grabs the fleeing kid by the arm and says, “Where the hell you running off to?”

“Hey let go of him!” I hiss.

“Excuse me but I don’t think I was talking to you baby.” His brow furrows and he stares me down with a threatening look.

Before I can stop the action, my fangs slide into place and I keep my mouth closed to keep them hidden from all the humans around me. I catch the smell of my Master and he isn’t but a few feet away when he stops and waits in the shadows listening.

“Man baby how much do you charge? You must cost a fortune, but I got twenty dollars…what do you say we go on over to one of those abandoned buildings and you can suck me off?”

I snort out a laugh and decide to play with him. I stroll up to him and brush my fingertip barely over his youthful cheek.

“Are you sure you can handle me big boy?” I smile down at him deviously while batting my lashes at him.

I hear Edward’s low growl and a snarl come out of the dark shadows.

“Shit baby, I know I could handle you. I would love to impale you on my dick. My dick is so big you would scream from the pain sugar. You look tight!” His friends all laugh with him.

“Is that so?” I push. “Show me.” I nod towards his dick.

“Excuse me?” He looks a little taken a back.

“You heard her man. Show her.” One of his cronies yells out to him. He starts to mumble, then tries to act all tough as he walks up to me, and then he stupidly puts his filthy hands on me as he reaches out to grab my face gripping my chin in his hand forcefully.

His eyes widen the moment he feels the hardness of my ice-cold skin, when the palm of his hand makes contact with it. It is only for a second though because instantly Edward has him by the throat and is lifting him off the ground, his feet are kicking, and he is clawing at his throat for air.  

“You wanna die punk ass mother fucker? Touch my Angel again and I will tear you apart.” Edward growls.

“Edward.” I warn him to put the kid down as he is trying to breathe clawing and gasping at Edwards fingers trying to loosen his grip on him.

“Say you’re fucking sorry.” He snaps.

The kid’s eyes are bugging out and the kid looks over at me, pleading with his eyes for help.

“SAY IT!” Edward yells and even I jump at the sound of his tone.

“Sssssorrry.” He manages to squeeze out and Edward drops him to the ground. All his friends suddenly turn and run back the way they came as the kid sits there on the ground coughing and choking on oxygen.

I turn and look at the kid that they were chasing. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah. I am fine lady. Thanks.”

“Isabella come on.” Edward commands and I glare at him.

“He needs someone to walk him home.” I protest.

Edward looks past me at the kid and then back at me.

“I can’t just leave him here for this one to hurt him.” I nod over at the bully that is still trying to recover.

Edward sighs heavily. “Fine. Where do you live kid?” he asks.

“Three blocks away…but you don’t have…”

“We most certainly do.” I say softly and turn to start walking him home.

“What is your name?” I ask.

“Charley.”

“Well Charley, my name is Bella and this here is Edward.” He eyes us both and Edward nods and mutters, “Hey.” I don’t really care that he seems put out with the whole situation.

“What are you doing down here at night all alone for?” he asks me.

“I uh…well I did something stupid and I ran away from something that made me mad.” I try to explain.

“I did something stupid too. I waited too late at the library and didn’t realize it was dark outside already. I should have left sooner. I just got sort of into what I was reading.”

“What were you reading?”

“You probably never head of it. It’s a story called The Hunger Games.”

“I have to! I read that when I was a hu…I mean I read that when I used to go to the library.”

His eyes widen and he looks at me surprised. “Really? Did you read all of them or just the first one?”
“I read them all…I heard they are making the movie now.”

“They are! So tell me does she end up with Peeta or Gabe?”

“I am not going to tell you that!” I laugh. “You just have to keep reading it and see.”

“Yeah I suppose.” He kicks a rock.

“Don’t you have a library card? Can’t you take the book home with you to read?”

“Nah…I don’t have a library card on the counta we move around so much. Libraries make you have to live in their neighborhood before you can get a card from them.”

“Well how long have you lived here?” I ask.

“Listen lady…I don’t want to get into trouble.”

“I won’t tell anyone.” I promise…not really knowing what I am promising.

“Isabella…maybe you should just let it go.” Edward warns.

“No. There is no reason a kid shouldn’t have access to a library card just because of where he lives!”

“Or doesn’t live.” The kid mumbles.

“Wait a second. Where do you live?” Edward stops and asks him outright.

The kid nods and points to the abandoned apartment building on the corner.

“I stay there with my family.”

My heart literally breaks.

“Edward.” I nearly cry out looking at him. Edward’s eyes dart from me to the kid to the abandoned building.

“You live there without heat, or electricity?” He nods towards the building.

“We got heat. We light a fire at night.” It is only then that I notice how thin he is.

“Charley, I want the truth, you and your family are homeless?” I ask.

“Yes mam.” He looks down as if he is ashamed and again my cold dead heart aches.

Edward’s eyes soften as he stares at me.

“We have to do something.” I am nearly in tears.

“What would you have me do Isabella?” he looks at me unsure of how to handle the situation.

“We could check them into a hotel tonight and then find them a place in the morning.” I suggest.

“I don’t think that is such a good idea.” The kid starts to fidget and Edward cocks his brow at him.

“Why?” Edward asks studying the kid’s reactions.

“Like I said I don’t want any trouble lady. You are going to get me into trouble. I am not supposed to tell anyone where I live!” he whisper yells.

I stand in front of Edward. “Give me some money.” I ask pleading with him. “Please.”

Edward doesn’t hesitate and pulls out a fifty-dollar bill.

“Perfect.” I say and turn to the kid. “Listen,” I kneel down and meet with his eyes now that am at his level. “Here I want you to take this and you tell your parents you found this on the ground near the sewer on the way home. You can get something to eat and then tomorrow I want you to promise me you will meet me at the library. Can you promise me that?”

He looks at the fifty-dollar bill with wide eyes and then back up at me. “Lady I can’t take this.”

“Yes you can. I insist. Please Charley, don’t hurt my feelings. You wouldn’t want to do that would you?” I lay some guilt on him if it will get him to take it.

“No mam.” He mumbles.

“So you will meet me tomorrow after school?”

“Yes mam.” He agrees and I smile at him.

“Good. Now go before you get into trouble.” I nod towards the building and stand and watch him slowly turn and walk towards it. He looks back over his shoulder and waves at me. I wave back and sigh.

“Bella.” Edward whispers.

“Shut up.” I hiss not even looking at him as I watch Charley walk further away and disappear inside of the building.

Turn, then start walking, and I back towards the club.

“Bella we need to talk.” His voice right now is the last thing I want to hear. I stop and turn to glare at him.

“I was sure that what we had was forever Edward. I love you and you are all that I want…all that I have ever wanted. I am sorry that I cannot be enough for you. I am sorry that you need to experience things with other submissives. I wished you had been clearer on the subject when we took on these roles. I will never be enough for you and as much as that pains me to know that now, I understand that you need more than what I can give you.” I start walking away from him.

“Wait…Bella that is not true! You are everything I need!” He grabs my arm and pulls me back.

“If that’s so then why do you want to bring someone else into our relationship?” I hiss.

He looks down, his brow is furrowed, and he is thinking. Taking far too long for my liking but he finally speaks, “I never thought of it that way. I have always had more than one submissive and it wasn’t so much for me as it was for you.” He replies.

I snort out a laugh. “For me?” I roll my eyes and he narrows his eyes at me.

“Don’t you dare think about correcting me you arrogant son of a bitch! If the situation calls for me to roll my eyes in disgust then so be it! How dare you! You may be the Dominant in this relationship Edward Cullen, but fuck you if you think you are going to share me with anyone else! Like I said…RED!”

“Isabella, I get it alright! I know now that you are not open to sharing with another female.”

“Oh and by the way…how would you like it if I told you I would like to ask Jacob to dominate me for a night and join us in YOUR playroom?” I put my hands on my hips and glare at him.

His fangs burst out of his gums and he hisses at me, the fire, and anger burning in his green eyes that darken instantly.

“Huh….point made!” I hiss back and turn to stomp away from him. “Don’t like it when the shoe is on the other foot now do you?” I scowl as I keep walking.

“Isabella!” he howls out my name. I turn to look at him.

“Don’t use that Dominant voice with me right now! I am not submitting to you!” I snap.

“You wear my fucking collar!” He reminds me.

I narrow my eyes at him and make to take it off. His eyes widen and then form into thin slits.

“Don’t you fucking dare!” His eyes darken even further, his tone is deep, low and the words roll off his tongue in a threatening tone, as venom drips from his fangs.

“Or what?” I challenge.

I watch his eyes widen a fraction of an inch and then the hurt fills them.

“Nice try.” I scowl. “I may wear your collar but damn it when I call fucking Red I mean it and the scene is over and in this case by scene I mean discussion!”

I walk back to the club and Seth is standing at the Valet desk.

“Hello Miss Swan.” He smiles up at me as I walk past him.

“Hey Seth.” I give him a soft smile and waltz inside. I look around and don’t see Rosalie or Alice. I do however see Peter and Charlotte and walk over to Peter.

“Peter.” I smile at him while he looks at me warily.

“Hey Princess what had you all fired up a little while ago?” he looks over my shoulder and I know without looking, that Edward has walked into the club not too far behind me. I can feel him as the hair rises on my arm.

“I want to talk to you about something.” I ask.

He looks at me and back at Edward apprehensively. Then his eyes soften and he puts his arm around me.

“Shoot love…what do you want to talk about.” He asks leading me to a table where we sit down. I can feel Edward move past us and into the club. The tension in the room is thick and I hear his office door slam.

Peter’s brows shoot up in surprise and he looks at me curiously.

“What’s going on between you two? You were happy not an hour ago.” He asks.

“Ask him. I wanted to ask you about utilizing some of my money. I know that libraries are run by the city but can anyone with the funds build a library where they make their own rules?”

“What do you mean your own rules?”

“Well in order to get a library card you have to live locally to the library you are applying for…what if someone say, were homeless. How could they have access to a library and be allowed to check out books without an address?”

“Well they can visit it I suppose, but they just can’t check out books.”

“Does that seem fair?” I ask.

“Well no, but if the book turns up missing you have no where to go, to look for the responsible party.”

“Well let’s say for example, I want to build a library that makes books available to anyone whether they live here or not.”

“Well you are taking a risk.”

I shake my head, “If it is a risk I am willing to take, can I still build a library where it’s possible?”

“I don’t see why not. I am sure you could make it a private library. Then you could make your own rules.”

“Great.” I smile widely at him.

“What is this about?”

“I met a kid tonight who is homeless and can’t check out a book because of it. That seems so wrong to me. Every kid should be able to go to the library, and be given the opportunity to read whenever they want. The local libraries are closing down earlier and even shortening their weeks cutting back because of the economy. It just seems wrong. I want to change that. I want to help that kid and any other one out there that wants to be able to read but isn’t allowed to do so in the privacy of their own home!”

“Well alright, have you discussed this with Edward?” he asks.

“No. I am too pissed off at him right now.”

“Uh oh, what did he do?” he chuckles.

“It isn’t funny Peter, he suggested that we scene with another submissive.”

His brows shot up and I was sure the same look was on my face not moments ago when Edward himself suggested it to me.

“Exactly see!” I growl out.

“Uh…er…wait a second…let me get this straight, Edward suggested this?”

“Yes!”

He laughs. Throws his head back, laughs and takes my hand leading me out of the club.

We are standing near the parking lot and I stare at Peter as he tries to get over his laughing spell.

“I am glad you find this so amusing.” I glare at him.

“I am sorry. It’s just that…Edward well he is fucking idiot Isabella.”

“You won’t get any argument from me there.” I cross my arms over my chest.

“No seriously. You see, that fucker thinks that it’s going to be the same with you as it was with his former submissives. He is so fucking clueless he has no idea that the moment you and another female start this little show that his instincts are going to kick right the fuck in and he is going to safe word so fast, he won’t know what hit him.”

“Huh?” I look at him as if he has lost his mind.

“Princess, Edward is in no way going to handle sharing you with anyone, male or female…but obviously he needs to be shown. The only reason he could handle it before is because he wasn’t connected to his former subs the way he is connected to you.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “So what are you saying, that he doesn’t really want to share me or does he?”

“It isn’t a matter of him wanting to share you. He is used to doing things his way. He always has done it that way. Hell you know what an arrogant ass he can be. All self righteous, knowing, and shit. He just doesn’t realize that it won’t be the same once it starts to happen. God he is so clueless. Would I love to be a fly on the wall for that scene.”

A smile graces my lips. “Well Peter, maybe, just maybe you will be!”

“Listen this is what I am going to do.” I pull Peter further away and I start to plan.

Once everything is set up, Edward isn’t going to know what has hit him.

Like I said…stupid Dominant Vampire!

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*gigglesnorts....poor vamp is in for a surprise....

Chapter 73 Lovely, Dark, and Deep




Shhhhh.....

Chapter 73

Lovely, Dark, and Deep

~*~*~*~*~*Master Edward*~*~*~*~*~

My body tenses as her fangs sink into my throat, my instinct to hiss escapes my lips while my hands grip her firm round but oh so smackable ass cheek and I hold her to me.

A low growl rumbles deep down in her chest, building up as she draws the essence of me from my body. With each pull, her hands fist into my hair tighter holding me where she wants me. Her hips grind against me. I am sure she will leave a little wet stain behind on the front of my shirt because I can smell that my Angel is growing even more aroused.  

I bring one hand up and under those long curly locks of hers to fist and twist a handful of her hair.

“Enough Angel.” My tone is calm but firm.

She purrs and releases my throat and laves her tongue up along the length of her bite. It burns but it is the best burn and I won’t show any sign of the pain, or any sign that I am so fucking pleased she has bitten me. I will shower her with affection for it later.

I look around the room to see we are the center of attention and that at least half the room is turned on by our little display.

I let my hand slide back down her to her ass and up under the skirt of the little dress she is wearing tracing the length of her thigh.
I quirk my brow up when all I get is a handful of bare flesh on a very bare ass cheek.

I grip her hair tighter and crash my lips into hers while my hand explores further along the thin piece of string that cannot be bigger than a strand cut off a ball of yarn. My finger slides under it at her hip and I snap it back against her flesh chuckling.

I set her down and take her face in my hands in front of everyone in the club.

“Angel…who owns you?”

“You Master. Only you.” She looks up at me with wide eyes.

“What do you do when someone speaks to you here?”

“I look to my Master asking only with my eyes for permission to respond.”

“Good girl, I considered a swift punishment for that uncontrolled urge you seem to have succumb to earlier. It still isn’t totally off the table yet. I expect you to take your position.”

I didn’t wait for her to put herself where I expected her to be, which was kneeling at the foot of my throne on the pillow I provided for her. I moved down the platform and across the room to meet with Peter and Charlotte who just now enter the club.

“Peter.” I nod and reach out to pull Charlotte in for a hug, clenching my jaw at the pain radiating from the sealed wound. “Thanks for coming.”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He smirks and then leans in to sniff around my throat.
A knowing smirk graces his lips.

“You smell a lot like the little vixen you own.” He snorts out a laugh.

I narrow my eyes at him. “Proudly motherfucker so deal with it.” I growl out and let go of Char to hold her out and admire her beauty as I smile down at her.

“You are the epitome of a sex goddess.” I was sure she would have blushed and I know that she has not been given permission to speak, so I don’t ask anything else of her. 

Charlotte is dressed in a tiny tight black leather studded dress with a matching collar. There is a lead attached as well and when I let her go she takes her position behind Peter.

“Such an obedient little pet.” He strokes her cheek with his fingertip and lifts her chin with his index finger. “Charlotte your eyes focus on my feet unless I instruct otherwise.”
He drops his hand and tugs her lead as he walks in admiring the final product of all of our hard work.

“Damn Edward this place is hopping.” He observes coolly. I scan the room and glance up once to see her kneeling at my throne and her tongue comes out swiping over that lower lip of hers coating it with my venom.

I stop walking with Peter and just watch him head right for my Angel. I know now he is going to test her and do it out in the open. Isabella’s eyes are scanning the room and she is in search of me when she realizes someone is headed right for her.

Peter stands below her and looks up at her. “Isabella you look beautiful. I hope you enjoy yourself tonight.”

My eyes watch hers and I await for her response. She locks her eyes on mine and they almost melt into a warm pool of milk chocolate. The little glint in them grows and her lip lifts with a small little smile. She begins to plead with those eyes.

I blink once and nod giving her permission.

“Thank you Peter. May I say hello to your beautiful pet?”

He grins and says, “Only if I get a hug first,” his thoughts are mischievous.

Bella fights the smile as her eyes watch me for any reaction.

I narrow them playfully winking at her.

One of the sessions we had recently on her training was signals. The signal I just gave her was to roam around and act respectfully but on her own. She told me she loved it when she had seen me wink at her once and it did funny things to her human stomach. I decided that a wink in her direction would give her permission to roam about a play party or here at the club.

As I mingle around and play the perfect host to many of our newer members, I keep a very close ear and eye on her.

Her laugh seems to delight and calm me, but the thoughts of many Dom’s here keep me on edge. It is a known fact that I can read their minds, but knowing it doesn’t prevent them from still thinking what is something they normally do yet do not realize that I have heard that thought until our eyes meet. My glare says it all and the low rumble and the baring of my double set of fangs is a clear indication that this Master has had enough of their disrespectful thoughts of my submissive.

“You know rumor has it that there is a new King among our kind.” Gianna says quirking her eyebrow at me as we stand in a group discussing the demise of the Volturi Mafia.

“You know better than to believe in rumors.” I chastise trying to stop this in its tracks.

“Master Edward, surely you are not going to brush this off as nothing of importance.”

“It isn’t of importance.”

“Having a ruling King is not important?”

“It seems to me that our kind do a pretty good job of policing themselves.”

The group I was standing with snickered and snorted and it was pissing me off.

“Hold your tongue Gianna before I tear it out. Now if you will excuse me.” I scowl and walk over to my family that has gathered around Bella.

“Having fun brother?” Emmett slaps me on the back knowing full well that he could hear me with the others a moment ago.

I grip the back of his neck and hold it pinching tighter and tighter on it but all I get from him is a laugh.

“Fucker.” I mumble under my breath.

Hey King Edward is better than Prince Albert. 

Then a boisterous laugh comes out of him as he finds the titles amusing.

“Isabella.” I call to her and she steps through the group to curl up in my arm.

“So I want to know Edward…when does the show start?”

Rosalie’s eyes are dancing around the room.

“Show?” I look at her curiously as she plays the memory of her conversation with Bella that first night they came to the club.

I chuckle.

“If you are referring to the activities that are viewable, then they have already started upstairs. There is a board with a list of scenes and what rooms those scenes are located in. Maybe my brother Emmett could train you to watch that smart ass mouth of yours.” I glare at her.

“Fuck you King Edward.” She sneers and then winks.

“God you are such a bitch.” I scowl.

“Thanks. I try.” She smiles and wraps her arm around Emmett.

I kiss Bella’s forehead and pull her away from the crowd and move to sit in my chair pulling her into my lap. 



I slide my hand under the side of her jaw and brush my thumb over her cheek. “You are without a doubt the most beautiful creature I have ever had the pleasure to look upon.”

“Isabella I am taking you upstairs. You need to watch a scene I am anxious for you to see.”

“Yes Master.”

“Good, now come.” I whisper in her ear as I stand and lead her up the stairs towards the third room.

When we walk in, I know what is about to surprise her.

Master Jacob Black has Leah lavishing him with kisses. Isabella looks over at me wide eyed. I smirk. We continue to watch them play for a few moments and she leans in and whispers, “Master, he is human…does he know?”

I nod. “Apparently Sam wasn’t as secretive as I had once thought. He shared my secret with Sue Clearwater who in turn informed her step daughter. I got a call one night from Jacob. It seems he felt the need to discuss something. We discussed several things, one of them being you.”

She narrows her eyes at me and waits for me to continue.

“Relax Angel. It wasn’t anything that was about that time you spent with them. It was about the fact that I had already changed you and that you were happy. That is all Jacob was concerned about. Granted we seem to butt heads on occasion but I made him and Leah an offer and once he realized what kind of an offer it was, he was more than happy to take it. So I went ahead and hired them to take care of the horses and the ranch since we can’t. I got them out of boarding last week and had them returned to their home on the ranch.”

She frowns.

“What is it?”

“I won’t be able to ride him will I?”

“No.” I pull her into my arms and hug her as the reality of that sinks in.

“Being a newborn, you will struggle to be around him for a while since you feed on animals.”

She hugs me tighter and we hear a loud moan escape from Leah and we turn to watch the scene.

Jacob has this thing for naming all his scenes and obviously, he is damn good at it too.
He is an interesting Dominant for a human and has one pretty kinky fucking imagination.
He is a pervert like me, with a capital P, and in recent weeks we have found that we have a lot more in common than I imagined.  

“This scene is called Whisper.” I tell her.

She cocks her brow up at me and I turn her to have her stand in front of me leaning back against my chest as we watch the scene play out. I wrap my arms around her and kiss the top of her head.

“Just watch and enjoy the scene.” I speak low and seductively.

Leah and Jacob are sitting there watching a girl from afar. Leah leans in and whispers into Jacob’s ear how she wants to play with the girl they are watching. Jacob cocks his brow at his submissive and then asks her, “You want your Master to allow you to play with her?”

Leah nods enthusiastically.

Jacob gives her a smirk and whispers, “What do you plan to do with her once I get her for you my little pet?”

“Naughty things Master.”

“Hmm…then maybe I should proposition her.” Jacob says with a seductive voice.

“I will do anything my Master asks of me…please Master.”

“Oh you will definitely do as I ask whether or not I get her for you or not.” He pinches her bare nipple and smiles down at her. Leah moans out in a deep throaty moan. Her heart is racing and she licks her lips.  

Isabella shifts from foot to foot. I am not sure if she is fidgeting yet or just getting aroused. I listen and inhale but get no excitement from her. Huh. Odd.

Leah watches Jacob saunter up to Emily and kiss the back of her hand as he woo’s her to come join them. Leah’s eyes are bright with excitement and I look around and down at Isabella and she has a furrowed brow.

The thing is I want her to be excited by this. I want to have a ménage a trois with my beloved but apparently I am getting no vibe from her that tells me she wants to even venture into this area.

I test the waters.

“Sexy aren’t they?”

She shrugs. I wonder what is going on with her. She isn’t open because there is no aroused part of her allowing me into that head of hers.

Shit.

“Come.” I command and pull her hand and lead her out of the room and down to the first floor towards my office.

I close the door behind her and command her.

“Sit Isabella.”

“Yes Master.”

I start pacing and try to think about how to approach this. I walk in front of her stop and lean back on my desk.

“Isabella, If your Master wants to repeat that scene we just saw in there what is your opinion on it. Be honest.”

Her eyes widen as she looks at me surprised.

This is not good. Not good at all.

The crease that forms between her brow grows deeper as she thinks about it for a moment before she stood up in all her beauty and her fury and yelled out the words

“RED! RED! RED! MOTHERFUCKING RED! Didn't I tell you that already!”

She flew to the door and was gone before I had even realized she had even moved!

“Bella?!” I yell after her but by the time I got to the main part of the club everyone stands there staring at me, the look of shock on their faces and the way that Bella flew out of here so fast was the blur of movement that no one knew who it was until I yelled after her. Their minds playing the blur of a vampire over and over and I realized she has left the club out onto the streets of Chicago all on her own. Then it dawns on me how she is dressed.

“FUCK!” I hissed and took off after her.

No this was not good at all!

©Robshandmonkey~

*one pissed off newborn on the streets of Chicago…hmm…wonder what trouble Bella can find…..better yet I wonder what the fuck Edward was thinking? Did he not read that limit list she wrote so long ago…taps her lip and wonders…I do believe I remember she stated she WILL NOT share…snickers…silly Dominant Vamp! Oh…Edward what will we do with you?

I took your votes for the chair….and modified it…personally I loved the coffin couch but it got not one vote…I wanted to lay them on it…shivers…hmm…I still may! lol...Thanks for all the input....on the throne..it was a hard decision...but this is the final product...I really wanted to put the sexy shot of him from the details but I cant erase all the females in the photo...sigh....so this was the next best one...