#volturi fics

“Open your legs, sweetface.”

You stirred awake, mumbling incoherently as it was still dark around you.

Something was resting at the foot of your bed. You felt the weight dipping in the mattress. But your eyes closed again, sleep dominating your consciousness still.

A voice sighed, “sweetface?”

You stirred awake again, a little more this time because something tapped your leg. Cold fingers wrapped around your ankle.

“Alec?” Your voice groggy with sleepiness. “It’s late.”

“I need you. Open your legs.”

You yawned as you tried to open your eyes fully. It was really dark still. You could only make out shapes in the darkness.

As realisation started to take hold you opened your legs slightly. You gasped as you felt your superior creep underneath your covers. He was- he was kissing your legs?

“Alec?” You slipped your hands downwards, finding his head between your thighs. You took strands of his hair between your fingers, raking your nails through his hair. “Alec,” you whispered, “you are back?”

He kissed your thighs, wrapping his arms around them tightly. You squealed when he nipped at your skin.

“Demetri tracked them faster than we anticipated. I wanted to get back here,” he hissed. “We killed them.”

“No trial?” you yawned again.

“You know master Aro gives Jane the power to decide. She wanted to go home too.”

You got a shiver down your spine understanding what he said. They could be cruel and unjust at times for their own benefit, which was right now the wish to be home, to be in your bed you realised.

“You wanted to be in my bed?” You asked in surprise.

“Don’t act surprised,” his voice sounded mocking. He nipped at your thighs again. “Your pussy belongs to me.”

Your abdomen tingled at the sound of possessiveness in his voice.

“Alec,” you squirmed. “Are the others back too?”

“Jane is resting. Demetri is fucking his girl too. Felix-“

“I am your girl?” You raked your nails through his hair again, earning a growl from him.

Alec did not respond. You waited in anticipation, noticing he was kissing his way down to your cunt. It fluttered at the expected attention despite your heavy sleepiness.

“Alec,” you whimpered when you could feel his teeth gracing your cunt.

He wrapped his arms further around your thighs. Whatever need possessed him at this hour to consume you, you did not need to complain. He was your superior after all, a vampire versus a human soon to be vampire, he had every reason to dislike you. Yet, he was calling you sweetface for a few weeks already.

You remembered the awkward kiss you shared a few weeks ago. It was mostly him cupping your cheeks and kissing you quickly before he ran off in anger.

Then the first real kiss- where you got to kiss him back and hold onto the coat he wore. Your superior, you were in everything less worthy, yet he called you sweetface and treated you with respect.

First time sex. You were exhausted, carrying lots of proof of where he touched you. Your human body was bruised with handprints. Warm skin touched by cold hands. You kissed every spot of his face that night. More reason for him to call you sweetface.

More times came. Yet he never called you his mate. A term reserved for vampires only. Perhaps you should be turned soon. A decision only the masters made.

You whimpered again when he started using his tongue. Licking from the clit to your hole, waiting for it to get wet. You squirmed from how he locked you in his hold, Alec teased your clit a few times. You knew he would be selfish with this, waking you up for his own pleasure, his own needs. Would he soon stick his cock in you? Fuck you in his favorite positions and call you his sweetface over and over again?

“Finally,” he said with a tone of impatience when he licked more intensely. You knew you were growing wetter, your pussy was waking up to this attack.

You bit back a moan when he licked your clit again.

Which seemed to bother him. Alec started to suck at your clit without giving it a break.

“Ow,” you whimpered at full sound. A torturous sensation that didn’t stop, the fluttering of your cunt increased. It spread to your abdomen, your legs and torso, toes and fingers. You gasped for air, “Alec.”

Your legs shook uncontrollably when that orgasm hit you so quickly. The pleasure blinding you. You pushed his head away but he wouldn’t stop. Tears rolled down over your cheeks. He was overstimulating you. “Alec, please,” you choked out.

You gasped for much needed air when it suddenly stopped. Lips graced your cheek, a hand around your throat, Alec suddenly laid on top of you already. You wrapped your legs around his torso.

“Alec,” you gasped.

“I love hearing you say my name so often,” he whispered, kissing your cheek. “Everyone heard it.”

“Everyone?” You looked up at him, despite him being so close you still couldn’t see much. It was simply too dark in here, it was after midnight.

“Everyone knows you are mine, sweetface.”

“I am your girl,” you giggled suddenly.

Alec groaned but you knew he was smiling, he kissed your cheek again.

“Go back to sleep,” he ordered you.

“Alec,” you protested. “I am awake now.”

You grew offended. Waking you up to eat you out and now you had to sleep again? You cupped his cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss.

“I want you inside me,” you spoke against his lips.

He did not respond but a hand disappeared and you could feel the tip of his cock against your cunt. Cold, slowly entering you, filling you with his coldness. Your cunt fluttered again at being stretched out gently. It felt nice to feel full.

“Now sleep,” he grinned. “I am not moving.”

“What? But?”

“If you sleep with me inside you,” he laid himself on top of you fully, head resting next to yours on the pillow, “I will give your cunt a few days to recover in the morning.”

You squeezed his cock involuntary at the promise.

“No squeezing,” he warned.

“Tomorrow? You promise?”

“Yes, sleep now, my sweetface.”

“Okay,” you gave him a kiss, “good night Alec.” You hesitated but added, “my Alec.”

You gasped when you felt a tiny thrust. You knew this meant he approved the title.

Renesmee said before wincing. Emmett frowned while Carlisle’s mouth dropped.

“Please tell me not that Caius.”

Emmett said as Edward gasped. Jasper winced as everyone's emotions began to swirl.

“How many other people with that name do we know?”

He muttered. Edward stood, his hands shaking.

“Oh, my god. Yes, that Caius.”

Carlisle and Bella quickly rushed to Edward’s side, reading the letter. Bella’s hands were over her mouth. Emmett looked ready to be sick. Rosalie, Esme, and Alice looked ready to cry, if they could.

“How did this happen?”

Esme managed to ask. Edward and Bella stared at each other, realizing they now had the answer to their questions.

Carlisle turned back to his wife with a pained yet still calm expression. He knew how seductive The Volturi’s promise could be, along with how dangerous.

“She had to be manipulated! There would be no way Y/n would go for that.”

Emmett yelled. It was the only thing that made sense. Why would you fall in love with someone who wanted you dead to begin with? In what universe did any of this make sense?

“What did we miss? Why him?

Bella muttered, sitting down. She felt sick. None of this made any sense to her. What did you see in Caius? What if he hurt you? Bella knew from firsthand experience that he wasn’t kind.

Edward was busy blaming himself. Had he failed as a father? Were you trying to tell him something and just missed it? He had taught you your whole life to stay away from The Volturi. Now you were with one of the head idiots in charge.

Carlisle turned to Alice.

“Alice, did you see anything?”

Alice, looking horrified, shook her head.

“I didn’t see anything.”

Emmett was on his feet.

“I’m going to get her. I’m going to Italy, throwing her little ass over my shoulder, and bringing her back home. If she’s that desperate for a relationship, we can find someone who doesn’t hate us.”

Carlisle held a hand up, stopping Emmett.

“Don’t act rashly. We need to figure out what’s going on before acting on emotions.”

Alice had been sitting, trying to use her powers. Finally, a spark of hope, a vision that finally came through.

You sat on Caius’ lap, staring out the window of a jet in a black dress that showed far too much thigh for your aunt’s liking. Caius’ hand was locked around yours as he stared at your face. He was staring at you as if you were a rare work of art.

“My family probably knows now.”

You said, softly. Caius didn’t make an expression before tilting your face to his for a kiss. Your eyes closed, enjoying every moment of Caius' mouth on yours.

“You’re a grown woman, and you make your own decisions. A grown woman who looks absolutely stunning in this dress. These beautiful thighs have been haunting me since the first time I saw them.”

You chuckled, kissing his cheek. This wasn’t a fake laugh. This was the kind of giggle Alice gave Jasper when he made lewd comments. This was "couple" talk.

“That’s why you like having them around your head.”

Caius shrugged.

“One of the reasons. Look, I know you love your family, but they will never accept us. I will never be good enough for them.”

A frown formed on your face as you considered his words. You sat a moment before kissing Caius again. This time it was a little more heated than the kiss before. This was showing your feelings. This was the kiss that told him that he would always be good enough.

“You’re good enough for me. That’s all that matters. I love you.”

Caius leaned back in the seat, pulling your body closer to his to deepen the kiss.

“I love you too.

Alice flinched at the vision before finding the will to look at her family. She looked a mixture of disgusted and devastated.

“He’s being gentle with her. She loves him…and he loves her.”

Edward, Emmett, and Jasper all looked ready to vomit. Carlisle had to turn his back to hide his disgusted expression. Esme reached up, squeezing his hand.

“So, what do we do?”

Rosalie finally asked. She found it hard to speak. The two of you had been incredibly close. Now Rosalie wondered if you were trying to tell her something, and she overlooked it.

Edward stood up, rubbing a hand over his face.

“I’m all for letting Emmett go retrieve her, then I’m kicking Caius’ ass.”

Emmett shook his head.

“I’ll kill him first.”

Carlisle turned again.

“No one is killing anyone. Look, I know everyone is upset, but we have to handle this delicately. If we turn up and start ordering Y/n what to do, she will have a family of four with this man just to spite us. Caius will see to that.”

Emmett was on his feet, pacing the room while Jasper finally managed to speak.

“Oh shit! I didn’t even think about that!”

Emmett turned to Bella and Edward.

“You both had the sex talk with her, right?”

Edward and Bella nodded uncomfortably. Emmett sat down.

“Let’s hope it sticks because I can’t even process that. We need to find Y/n and just say NO.”

Edward leaned back on the couch, unable to think clearly. Bella stood up and moved to the window.

“We can forbid her to see him; then we will all be shopping for wedding clothes. Carlisle is right. We have to handle this delicately.”

Jacob, stepping into the room, paused the conversation until he noticed everyone’s expressions. Renesmee walked over to him, looking ready to cry.

“What’s wrong?”

Renesmee sniffed.

“Y/n’s is gone.”

Jacob frowned.

“I literally saw her yesterday. What do you mean?”

Edward handed Jacob the letter. Jacob read the letter. Like everyone else, he frowned before speaking.

“Caius…the one that looks like an angry Jeffree Star?”

Emmett finally laughed.

“Thank god for you, Jacob, and yes, that’s the guy."

Jasper smirked, leaning back. This was the first time that day that he actually smiled.

"If we ever do come across him again. I probably wouldn't call him that."

Jacob instantly realized why Renesmee was in such a state and everyone looked ready to kill.

“I suppose I should thank him for taking the heat off of me, but seriously, what do we do?”

Edward shrugged.

“No clue, but wait until she sees what kind of man her boyfriend really is. He’s not what she’s thinking. I don’t like the idea of my daughter being in love with a literal monster.”

Renesmee sniffed again. The way Edward said monster, made her heart freeze. You, her perfect sister, didn’t need some man who could hurt you in a fucked to game. You deserved a white fence and a pet or two, not living in a cold castle where you were an object of obsession.

“We need to go get her. I’ll go get her and tell Caius that he doesn’t need Y/n like I do.”

Bella gently patted her daughter’s hand.

“We will figure something out.”

(Meanwhile)

The moment you walked into the throne room at Caius’ side, Aro stood up. Both he and Marcus exchanged glances before Aro turned, clearly confused. You wanted to laugh at how Aro was clearly trying to figure out if the rest of your family was “about to turn up in his living room.”

“Y/n Cullen, it’s a pleasure to see you. Caius, what’s going on?”

Caius reached for your hand. Again, Aro and Marcus looked completely flabbergasted. Demetri’s eyes were wide in shock as Felix moved to stand next to his friend, deciding not to engage. The last thing Felix wanted to do was talk about how he had been subjected to the biggest make-out fest he had ever seen.

“She’s mine. That is all that anyone needs to know.”

Aro blinked.

“Is her family aware? I simply need to know if we should prepare for angry members of Carlisle’s coven to visit.”

Caius shrugged, not seeming at all concerned.

“I’m sure they do now. You can prepare and do whatever you would like.”

Aro nodded before smiling. Luck was really shining on him. Not only was Caius back, but now Aro got something that he wanted…a member of the Cullen family with a gift.

“Now I know why you have been smiling so much. Y/n, welcome home, darling.”

Caius squeezed your hand and turned to the door.

“Come on, darling.”

You turned to follow Caius as Aro sat down.

“We can continue this conversation later, Caius.”

Aro said. Caius didn’t turn. He kept his attention solely focused on you.

“I look forward to it.”

He replied, leading you out of the throne room.

Once the door was closed, Marcus turned to Aro.

“I see the bond. He isn’t faking it or doing something spiteful.”

Aro made an interesting “hmm” noise, then smiled.

“Our old friend Carlisle is probably fit to be tied. I know I would be if I were him. Of all the men that little girl could have chosen, she chose Caius. It is rather amusing…and fortunate for us.”

Marcus nodded.

“Indeed. One would hope that she evens out Caius’ moods.”

Aro chuckled.

“The right woman can do many wonders.”

(Meanwhile)

You sat between Caius’ legs in a large, hot, steaming claw-foot tub. Your head was leaning back against his chest, enjoying the quiet of the moment.

“I’ve never done this with a woman.”

He commented. This was actually quite peaceful, and he was really enjoying it.

“Peace is nice. I assume that you’re used to pure chaos.”

Caius stroked a hand between her breasts, his fingertips grazing her nipple.

“You’ve met the people I work with. Aro is pure cinematic chaos, and I’m constantly making sure Marcus doesn’t put a fork in a toaster…not that it would hurt him in the slightest, but he would try anything to die. You do realize that I won’t be able to be with you constantly. I still have a job to do.”

You turned so you could put a leg on either side of his body. Stroking a finger down his chest, you leaned in for a kiss.

“I’m aware. It will make our time together all the more special.”

Caius nodded, closing his eyes. He could definitely get used to this attention. Originally, he thought having a mate would be miserable. Nothing sounded delightful about having one person to look after and please. He would much rather “love them and ditch them” when it came to women… and then you came along and shook everything up.

Now, Caius didn’t feel that way. Knowing that you would be his and his only, having a mate didn’t sound so awful.

Having something to come back to doesn’t seem so bad.

It would be nice to have you waiting for him, especially after a rough trial. You could be the comfort he needed.

“What is the plan if my parents turn up? Something tells me that they will.”

Caius’ scarlet eyes fluttered open.

“I promised that I wouldn’t kill them. That’s speaking volumes for the level of patience that I have for your family. I’ll behave for you, not because I want to.”

Caius had been ready to wipe the world clean of the Cullens for a long time. Now knowing that he wouldn’t be able to was sort of a letdown. As much as Caius wanted to watch them all burn, he couldn’t do that to you. If he wanted one way to lose you, that would probably be it. He promised that he wouldn’t hurt them. Never was there an agreement to like them or get along with them.

“Whether they show up or not, I choose you. I don’t want to go back.”

“You’re not going anywhere. I can assure you of that.”

Caius said, his voice becoming icy. His promise of not hurting your family sounded less “promising” if Edward tried to physically take you.

You could feel the tension starting to build.

“Let’s forget them for now and just focus on this. I’m very much naked on top of you.”

Caius chuckled at that.

“That is usually how you spend most of your time when we are together, naked.”

Slipping your hand beneath the water, you wrapped your hand around his cock. Slowly pumping him under the water, you began to kiss down his neck. You were unsure how long Caius would let you tease him before he would have his way with you. However long it would last, you would enjoy the momentary time of “being in control.”

“Like I could stay away now…you’ve turned me into a little slut for you.”

You whispered. Caius lightly groaned, enjoying each movement of your hand.

“You’re a little tease, is what you are. You picked that damned black dress knowing what your thighs do to me. I had to sit there and behave while Felix hovered.”

You lifted your body enough for Caius to push inside of you.

“Poor Felix. He can’t help it that you like my thighs around your head.”

Your head rolled back as Caius rocked into you painfully slow. Something told you that you would pay for this soon. It would only be a matter of time before the dam would break and his need for control would come back.

“I should have sent him to another part of the jet. I could have spent hours between your legs. Tilt your head to the side.”

You did as you were told. Caius leaned forward, sucking hungrily at your neck. Your hips bucked forward the moment he bit down.

“You’re going to mark me up, aren’t you?”

You moaned. Caius licked the blood off your neck before pulling you down for another kiss.

“You have no idea, love. I’m going to mark you up and keep marking you up for the rest of eternity. Your blood is by far my favorite.”

Caius placed slow, open-mouth kisses back to the place he had bitten. Your eyes closed as you became aware of his hand slipping over your clit. Caius made a few gentle circles until you moaned his name.

“Can you just take me to bed already?”

You asked, voice becoming strained. Caius patted your thigh.

“I thought you would never ask. Now get off of me.”

You didn’t wait to be told twice. Getting out of the tub, you quickly dried off and went back to the bedroom. At the moment, the last thing that you wanted was to be told twice to do anything.

Lying back, you waited until Caius came back to the bedroom. Spreading your legs, you wanted to give him all of the possible clues that you were ready. The light sex in the tub was enough to make your head dizzy. You were desperate for a little more vigorous friction.

“You’ll always be the most beautiful thing in my bed.”

Caius turned, kneeling between your legs.

“But I want you now.”

You pouted. Caius chuckled, yanking your legs a bit wider.

“You can’t always get what you want. Now, be a good girl and touch yourself, but don’t you dare even think about coming.”

He ordered, kissing up your legs and stopping at your inner thighs. His eyes rolled up to your face as your hand slipped between your legs. Your index and middle finger slowly slipped over your clit as Caius resumed sucking a love bite onto your thigh.

Heat began to pool between your thighs as Caius shoved your hand away.

“That’s enough.”

He murmured, his mouth taking the place of your fingers. Tossing your head back into the pillow, you moaned at each swipe of Caius’ tongue.

“Please.”

You whimpered, your thighs wrapping around his head.

“There we go, baby.”

Caius said against your clit. Your hand fell between your legs and locked into his hair. With each tug, you earned a low growl from your lover.

“I’m close.”

You managed to choke out. Caius quickly moved away, making you cry out. A choked moan escaped your lips as he pushed back inside. He quickly manhandled you onto your stomach.

“Ass up, sweetheart.”

Caius said through gritted teeth. He wrapped a hand around your wrist, placing it over your womb. With each thrust, your body bulged a little. Seeing stars, you felt his cock harden a bit more.

“Feel that? Feel how good you take me?”

You wrapped your hands in the sheets, hoping to gain some leverage as Caius held you firmly in place. Your body began to convulse around him, desperate for release. Caius reached, grabbing a handful of your hair, painfully pulling your head back. You could only nod, focusing on not coming until you were told to. The last thing that you wanted was to come too early and give Caius a reason to edge you to the brink of orgasm until you were a crying withering mess.

“Come for me. I need to feel you.”

He whispered. Waves of pleasure immediately crashed through your body, wrecking any hope that you had of lasting longer. Caius followed a moment later, spilling deep inside of you.

You were barely able to breathe when he kissed the nape of your neck.

“You’re going to be the death of me.”

Caius commented as he withdrew enough to pull your body against his. You lay quietly, trying to breathe while Caius stroked a hand through your hair. Over the past year together, Caius was getting better with aftercare. It was no longer just sex, then him going off to do whatever it was. Now he would lie and hold you.

“Not if you don’t kill me first.”

You replied. Caius chuckled.

“I’ll give you a moment to rest, then we are going again. You have a long night ahead of you.”

____

Renesmee stood motionless for a while. She was trying to take in everything but it wasn’t computing…. at least not properly. Had you really taken off to Volterra to be with Caius? Why had you chosen him? What did he have to offer you? He was too old, too dangerous…too far away. There were too many “toos” and not enough reason for Renesmee to even consider a positive.

Reluctantly, she turned and walked downstairs, where her family sat. Edward was the first to turn around and automatically frowned, seeing the devastated expression on his daughter’s face. Everyone turned at the same time, making Renesmee even more uncomfortable.

“What is it?”

Bella asked. Renesmee reluctantly handed Edward the letter.

“Y/n is gone. She’s in Italy…”

Emmett tilted his head.

“What’s in Italy? Did she want pizza or something? She could have found it a lot closer.”

“Caius is in Italy.”

Renesmee said before wincing. Emmett frowned while Carlisle’s mouth dropped.

“Please tell me not that Caius.”

Emmett said as Edward gasped. Jasper winced as everyone's emotions began to swirl.

“How many other people with that name do we know?”

He muttered. Edward stood, his hands shaking.

“Oh, my god. Yes, that Caius.”

Carlisle and Bella quickly rushed to Edward’s side, reading the letter. Bella’s hands were over her mouth. Emmett looked ready to be sick. Rosalie, Esme, and Alice looked ready to cry, if they could.

“How did this happen?”

Esme managed to ask. Edward and Bella stared at each other, realizing they now had the answer to their questions.

Carlisle turned back to his wife with a pained yet still calm expression. He knew how seductive The Volturi’s promise could be, along with how dangerous.

“She had to be manipulated! There would be no way Y/n would go for that.”

Emmett yelled. It was the only thing that made sense. Why would you fall in love with someone who wanted you dead to begin with? In what universe did any of this make sense?

“What did we miss? Why him?

Bella muttered, sitting down. She felt sick. None of this made any sense to her. What did you see in Caius? What if he hurt you? Bella knew from firsthand experience that he wasn’t kind.

Edward was busy blaming himself. Had he failed as a father? Were you trying to tell him something and just missed it? He had taught you your whole life to stay away from The Volturi. Now you were with one of the head idiots in charge.

Carlisle turned to Alice.

“Alice, did you see anything?”

Alice, looking horrified, shook her head.

“I didn’t see anything.”

Emmett was on his feet.

“I’m going to get her. I’m going to Italy, throwing her little ass over my shoulder, and bringing her back home. If she’s that desperate for a relationship, we can find someone who doesn’t hate us.”

Carlisle held a hand up, stopping Emmett.

“Don’t act rashly. We need to figure out what’s going on before acting on emotions.”

Alice had been sitting, trying to use her powers. Finally, a spark of hope, a vision that finally came through.

You sat on Caius’ lap, staring out the window of a jet in a black dress that showed far too much thigh for your aunt’s liking. Caius’ hand was locked around yours as he stared at your face. He was staring at you as if you were a rare work of art.

“My family probably knows now.”

You said, softly. Caius didn’t make an expression before tilting your face to his for a kiss. Your eyes closed, enjoying every moment of Caius' mouth on yours.

“You’re a grown woman, and you make your own decisions. A grown woman who looks absolutely stunning in this dress. These beautiful thighs have been haunting me since the first time I saw them.”

You chuckled, kissing his cheek. This wasn’t a fake laugh. This was the kind of giggle Alice gave Jasper when he made lewd comments. This was "couple" talk.

“That’s why you like having them around your head.”

Caius shrugged.

“One of the reasons. Look, I know you love your family, but they will never accept us. I will never be good enough for them.”

A frown formed on your face as you considered his words. You sat a moment before kissing Caius again. This time it was a little more heated than the kiss before. This was showing your feelings. This was the kiss that told him that he would always be good enough.

“You’re good enough for me. That’s all that matters. I love you.”

Caius leaned back in the seat, pulling your body closer to his to deepen the kiss.

“I love you too.

Alice flinched at the vision before finding the will to look at her family. She looked a mixture of disgusted and devastated.

“He’s being gentle with her. She loves him…and he loves her.”

Edward, Emmett, and Jasper all looked ready to vomit. Carlisle had to turn his back to hide his disgusted expression. Esme reached up, squeezing his hand.

“So, what do we do?”

Rosalie finally asked. She found it hard to speak. The two of you had been incredibly close. Now Rosalie wondered if you were trying to tell her something, and she overlooked it.

Edward stood up, rubbing a hand over his face.

“I’m all for letting Emmett go retrieve her, then I’m kicking Caius’ ass.”

Emmett shook his head.

“I’ll kill him first.”

Carlisle turned again.

“No one is killing anyone. Look, I know everyone is upset, but we have to handle this delicately. If we turn up and start ordering Y/n what to do, she will have a family of four with this man just to spite us. Caius will see to that.”

Emmett was on his feet, pacing the room while Jasper finally managed to speak.

“Oh shit! I didn’t even think about that!”

Emmett turned to Bella and Edward.

“You both had the sex talk with her, right?”

Edward and Bella nodded uncomfortably. Emmett sat down.

“Let’s hope it sticks because I can’t even process that. We need to find Y/n and just say NO.”

Edward leaned back on the couch, unable to think clearly. Bella stood up and moved to the window.

“We can forbid her to see him; then we will all be shopping for wedding clothes. Carlisle is right. We have to handle this delicately.”

Jacob, stepping into the room, paused the conversation until he noticed everyone’s expressions. Renesmee walked over to him, looking ready to cry.

“What’s wrong?”

Renesmee sniffed.

“Y/n’s is gone.”

Jacob frowned.

“I literally saw her yesterday. What do you mean?”

Edward handed Jacob the letter. Jacob read the letter. Like everyone else, he frowned before speaking.

“Caius…the one that looks like an angry Jeffree Star?”

Emmett finally laughed.

“Thank god for you, Jacob, and yes, that’s the guy."

Jasper smirked, leaning back. This was the first time that day that he actually smiled.

"If we ever do come across him again. I probably wouldn't call him that."

Jacob instantly realized why Renesmee was in such a state and everyone looked ready to kill.

“I suppose I should thank him for taking the heat off of me, but seriously, what do we do?”

Edward shrugged.

“No clue, but wait until she sees what kind of man her boyfriend really is. He’s not what she’s thinking. I don’t like the idea of my daughter being in love with a literal power hungry monster.”

Renesmee sniffed again. The way Edward said monster, made her heart freeze. You, her perfect sister, didn’t need some man who could hurt you in a fucked to game. You deserved a white fence and a pet or two, not living in a cold castle where you were an object of obsession.

“We need to go get her. I’ll go get her and tell Caius that he doesn’t need Y/n like I do.”

Bella gently patted her daughter’s hand.

“We will figure something out.”

(Meanwhile)

The moment you walked into the throne room at Caius’ side, Aro stood up. Both he and Marcus exchanged glances before Aro turned, clearly confused. You wanted to laugh at how Aro was clearly trying to figure out if the rest of your family was “about to turn up in his living room.”

“Y/n Cullen, it’s a pleasure to see you. Caius, what’s going on?”

Caius reached for your hand. Again, Aro and Marcus looked completely flabbergasted. Demetri’s eyes were wide in shock as Felix moved to stand next to his friend, deciding not to engage. The last thing Felix wanted to do was talk about how he had been subjected to the biggest make-out fest he had ever seen.

“She’s mine. That is all that anyone needs to know.”

Aro blinked.

“Is her family aware? I simply need to know if we should prepare for angry members of Carlisle’s coven to visit.”

Caius shrugged, not seeming at all concerned.

“I’m sure they do now. You can prepare and do whatever you would like.”

Aro nodded before smiling. Luck was really shining on him. Not only was Caius back, but now Aro got something that he wanted…a member of the Cullen family with a gift.

“Now I know why you have been smiling so much. Y/n, welcome home, darling.”

Caius squeezed your hand and turned to the door.

“Come on, darling.”

You turned to follow Caius as Aro sat down.

“We can continue this conversation later, Caius.”

Aro said. Caius didn’t turn. He kept his attention solely focused on you.

“I look forward to it.”

He replied, leading you out of the throne room.

Once the door was closed, Marcus turned to Aro.

“I see the bond. He isn’t faking it or doing something spiteful.”

Aro made an interesting “hmm” noise, then smiled.

“Our old friend Carlisle is probably fit to be tied. I know I would be if I were him. Of all the men that little girl could have chosen, she chose Caius. It is rather amusing…and fortunate for us.”

Marcus nodded.

“Indeed. One would hope that she evens out Caius’ moods.”

Aro chuckled.

“The right woman can do many wonders.”

(Meanwhile)

You sat between Caius’ legs in a large, hot, steaming claw-foot tub. Your head was leaning back against his chest, enjoying the quiet of the moment.

“I’ve never done this with a woman.”

He commented. This was actually quite peaceful, and he was really enjoying it.

“Peace is nice. I assume that you’re used to pure chaos.”

Caius stroked a hand between her breasts, his fingertips grazing her nipple.

“You’ve met the people I work with. Aro is pure cinematic chaos, and I’m constantly making sure Marcus doesn’t put a fork in a toaster…not that it would hurt him in the slightest, but he would try anything to die. You do realize that I won’t be able to be with you constantly. I still have a job to do.”

You turned so you could put a leg on either side of his body. Stroking a finger down his chest, you leaned in for a kiss.

“I’m aware. It will make our time together all the more special.”

Caius nodded, closing his eyes. He could definitely get used to this attention. Originally, he thought having a mate would be miserable. Nothing sounded delightful about having one person to look after and please. He would much rather “love them and ditch them” when it came to women… and then you came along and shook everything up.

Now, Caius didn’t feel that way. Knowing that you would be his and his only, having a mate didn’t sound so awful.

Having something to come back to doesn’t seem so bad.

It would be nice to have you waiting for him, especially after a rough trial. You could be the comfort he needed.

“What is the plan if my parents turn up? Something tells me that they will.”

Caius’ scarlet eyes fluttered open.

“I promised that I wouldn’t kill them. That’s speaking volumes for the level of patience that I have for your family. I’ll behave for you, not because I want to.”

Caius had been ready to wipe the world clean of the Cullens for a long time. Now knowing that he wouldn’t be able to was sort of a letdown. As much as Caius wanted to watch them all burn, he couldn’t do that to you. If he wanted one way to lose you, that would probably be it. He promised that he wouldn’t hurt them. Never was there an agreement to like them or get along with them.

“Whether they show up or not, I choose you. I don’t want to go back.”

“You’re not going anywhere. I can assure you of that.”

Caius said, his voice becoming icy. His promise of not hurting your family sounded less “promising” if Edward tried to physically take you.

You could feel the tension starting to build.

“Let’s forget them for now and just focus on this. I’m very much naked on top of you.”

Caius chuckled at that.

“That is usually how you spend most of your time when we are together, naked.”

Slipping your hand beneath the water, you wrapped your hand around his cock. Slowly pumping him under the water, you began to kiss down his neck. You were unsure how long Caius would let you tease him before he would have his way with you. However long it would last, you would enjoy the momentary time of “being in control.”

“Like I could stay away now…you’ve turned me into a little slut for you.”

You whispered. Caius lightly groaned, enjoying each movement of your hand.

“You’re a little tease, is what you are. You picked that damned black dress knowing what your thighs do to me. I had to sit there and behave while Felix hovered.”

You lifted your body enough for Caius to push inside of you.

“Poor Felix. He can’t help it that you like my thighs around your head.”

Your head rolled back as Caius rocked into you painfully slow. Something told you that you would pay for this soon. It would only be a matter of time before the dam would break and his need for control would come back.

“I should have sent him to another part of the jet. I could have spent hours between your legs. Tilt your head to the side.”

You did as you were told. Caius leaned forward, sucking hungrily at your neck. Your hips bucked forward the moment he bit down.

“You’re going to mark me up, aren’t you?”

You moaned. Caius licked the blood off your neck before pulling you down for another kiss.

“You have no idea, love. I’m going to mark you up and keep marking you up for the rest of eternity. Your blood is by far my favorite.”

Caius placed slow, open-mouth kisses back to the place he had bitten. Your eyes closed as you became aware of his hand slipping over your clit. Caius made a few gentle circles until you moaned his name.

“Can you just take me to bed already?”

You asked, voice becoming strained. Caius patted your thigh.

“I thought you would never ask. Now get off of me.”

You didn’t wait to be told twice. Getting out of the tub, you quickly dried off and went back to the bedroom. At the moment, the last thing that you wanted was to be told twice to do anything.

Lying back, you waited until Caius came back to the bedroom. Spreading your legs, you wanted to give him all of the possible clues that you were ready. The light sex in the tub was enough to make your head dizzy. You were desperate for a little more vigorous friction.

“You’ll always be the most beautiful thing in my bed.”

Caius turned, kneeling between your legs.

“But I want you now.”

You pouted. Caius chuckled, yanking your legs a bit wider.

“You can’t always get what you want. Now, be a good girl and touch yourself, but don’t you dare even think about coming.”

He ordered, kissing up your legs and stopping at your inner thighs. His eyes rolled up to your face as your hand slipped between your legs. Your index and middle finger slowly slipped over your clit as Caius resumed sucking a love bite onto your thigh.

Heat began to pool between your thighs as Caius shoved your hand away.

“That’s enough.”

He murmured, his mouth taking the place of your fingers. Tossing your head back into the pillow, you moaned at each swipe of Caius’ tongue.

“Please.”

You whimpered, your thighs wrapping around his head.

“There we go, baby.”

Caius said against your clit. Your hand fell between your legs and locked into his hair. With each tug, you earned a low growl from your lover.

“I’m close.”

You managed to choke out. Caius quickly moved away, making you cry out. A choked moan escaped your lips as he pushed back inside. He quickly manhandled you onto your stomach.

“Ass up, sweetheart.”

Caius said through gritted teeth. He wrapped a hand around your wrist, placing it over your womb. With each thrust, your body bulged a little. Seeing stars, you felt his cock harden a bit more.

“Feel that? Feel how good you take me?”

You wrapped your hands in the sheets, hoping to gain some leverage as Caius held you firmly in place. Your body began to convulse around him, desperate for release. Caius reached, grabbing a handful of your hair, painfully pulling your head back. You could only nod, focusing on not coming until you were told to. The last thing that you wanted was to come too early and give Caius a reason to edge you to the brink of orgasm until you were a crying withering mess.

“Come for me. I need to feel you.”

He whispered. Waves of pleasure immediately crashed through your body, wrecking any hope that you had of lasting longer. Caius followed a moment later, spilling deep inside of you.

You were barely able to breathe when he kissed the nape of your neck.

“You’re going to be the death of me.”

Caius commented as he withdrew enough to pull your body against his. You lay quietly, trying to breathe while Caius stroked a hand through your hair. Over the past year together, Caius was getting better with aftercare. It was no longer just sex, then him going off to do whatever it was. Now he would lie and hold you.

“Not if you don’t kill me first.”

You replied. Caius chuckled.

“I’ll give you a moment to rest, then we are going again. You have a long night ahead of you.”

____

You nodded, walking into the throne room where Caius sat looking ready to burn the world down. Closing the door behind you, you moved to take a seat on your husband’s lap.

“What are the two of you arguing about now?”

Caius turned his attention to you.

“Doesn’t he drive you crazy? He’s the reason I’m ready to shove his head through a window.”

You leaned forward kissing Caius’ cheek before unwrapping his red scarf.

“You must forget I grew up with him. Our mother threatened to leave him on a few doorsteps.”

Caius rolled his eyes.

“Your mother deserves sympathy payments. I swear if we could leave I would just…”

Caius stopped mid sentence as you lowered the top of your dress.

“You were saying?”

Caius watched as you reached behind your body and undid your bra. Tossing it to the floor, you adjusted your position.

“I was saying nothing that mattered.”

Caius replied, reaching out to stroke his thumb over your pink nipple.

“Go ahead. I know you want to.”

You said not fighting when Caius wrapped his mouth around your breast. Your head fell backwards with each suck and nibble.

“Do you want it here or somewhere else?”

He questioned letting your breast fall back. Caius could spend all day with his face in your chest if you would let him but he knew time was limited.

“Right here. You’re already half naked.”

Caius replied as he reached down to unbuckle his belt.

“Are you wet enough?”

He asked as you moved to place your other leg on the opposite side of his body.

“Why don’t you find out?”

You say seductively. Caius gave you a little smile before reaching between your bodies. You whimpered the moment his middle and index fingers slid inside of you.

“Dirty girl. You’re always ready for me aren’t you?”

Caius continued to tease you with his fingers for a few moments until he could tell you were close. When he withdrew his fingers, you whimpered at the loss.

“Stop whining, love. You’re about to have more.”

Caius said as he undid his pants enough to get his length out.

“Here you go, baby.”

He murmured before pushing into you. The two of you whimpered a bit before Caius set up a steady rhythm.

“Harder, my love.”

You moaned. Caius wrapped his mouth back around your nipple as your hands tangled in his hair. He increased his speed enough to have you crying his name.

“Close.”

Was all that you managed to say before coming hard. Caius let go of your breast and shoved his face into your chest. All he could focus on was your wet core spasming around him squeezing him for everything that he was worth. It took maybe an additional minute before Caius filled you.

The two of you sat in your current position not wanting to move. You slowly pulled away, leaning down to kiss your now spent husband.

“Feel better?”

You asked. Caius chuckled, moving to zip his pants back.

“I no longer have the urge to kill your brother. Now, be a good love and go to our chambers. I’ll be there momentarily.”

You nodded, kissing the tip of his nose and headed to the door.

“Y/n?”

You turned back to Caius.

“Yes, my love?”

Caius gave you a small smile before returning to his typical frown.

“It should go without saying but you better be naked.”

You blew him a kiss before leaving the throne room a smile. Aro stood outside the door looking very uncomfortable. You gave your brother an innocent smile.

“He’s okay now. Once again my pussy saved your poor pathetic self from being murdered. You can thank me later. I have to go get naked.”

“Don’t stop, Demetri,” you puffed when he stopped kissing your thigh. He was peppering kisses across your thighs when he suddenly started focusing on seeing someone.

“He is coming home soon. I see him entering Volterra.”

“So? You know he likes it when I ask you to tend to my needs. You like it too,” you protested, grabbing his chin to lift it up so you could kiss him. He groaned against your lips. 

You giggled when Demetri grabbed your throat and made you lie down again. He climbed on top of you, leaving a trail of kisses from your abdomen all the way up to your lips again. 

“Dem,” you whined against his lips. 

“You are gonna miss this when I find my own mate,” he chuckled, lining himself up with your cunt. You gasped when he entered you again. You were slick from want, it was too easy for him to slide inside.

He slowly thrusted his cock in and out of you. Arms around your middle. His head resting on your chin. Holding you tight against him.

You wrapped your legs around his back, moaning at how he hit that spot repeatedly. You had come already a few moments ago when he ate you out. You always loved when he willingly had his head between your legs for hours. As you were still human it was overwhelmingly good and made you feel sore and satisfied afterwards. You ignored what he just said about finding his own mate. If you could, you would keep both Demetri and Felix to yourself. 

Felix, your mate. He would be home any moment. Perhaps he already is, Demetri didn’t say anything anymore. He started kissing your neck, using his strength to thrust inside you with a slow and deep pace. You would come soon again if he continued like this. 

You gripped his hair when you heard the door opening. 

“Keep going,” you whispered to him, locking him with your legs. 

Demetri chuckled, scraping his teeth over your neck while he steadily kept on thrusting. 

You shuddered, excited that your mate was finally home again from his mission. You looked over the shoulders from Demetri to see Felix slowly walking inside. He took off his cape first, then his shawl, and then he finally turned his back to look at you. 

His smirk encouraged you to keep going. 

You moved your hips to meet Demetri’s thrusts. 

“Fuck, darling ,” he hissed, speeding up his pace. 

“Don’t come inside her,” Felix hissed. “She is mine.” 

Felix frowned in annoyance, standing at the end of your shared bed with an intense look. You knew he wasn’t angry at Demetri, he was protective..possessive of you in many ways. He was tired from his mission, you hoped he would want to fuck you after Demetri.

You whimpered when Demetri thrusted a few more times harshly before he pulled out. He wrapped his hand around his cock, pumping it a few more times before he spilled his seed on your stomach. It was cold on your skin. 

Shivering, you waited for him to finish pumping his cock. Demetri sat down between your legs, a grin plastered on his face. 

“Shall I leave, lovebirds?” He teased you both, giving Felix a wink as he stood up. 

“Yes,” Felix stared at you, “it is time for my girl to understand again to whom she belongs.” 

You gulped, noticing the way they exchanged a look.  Demetri smirked as Felix’s gaze intensified. The tracker put on his clothes quickly, waving goodbye as he finally left. 

You bit your lip as you watched Felix pull down his pants. His cock sprang free, pre-cum leaking as he climbed onto the bed. He sat down between your legs, looking at where Demetri had spilled his seed. 

A little gasp left you as he placed his hands on your knees. 

“You would have asked him to come inside if I wasn’t here yet?” His voice deepened. 

You knew you were in trouble. There was no point in lying, they were friends. Centuries old friends who understood each other perfectly. 

“Yes,” you whispered. 

“Naughty,” he replied. 

“I need you.” You opened your legs wider, giving him space. You hissed in pain as he suddenly slapped your cunt. 

You shrieked as he then turned you around on all fours. Felix kneeled, climbing on top of you. 

His lips close against your ear, he was resting his chin on your shoulder. His weight on top of you, you knew he focused on not putting all of his weight on your body. His was far bigger than yours.

“Felix,” you panted. “I can feel Demetri’s cum between me and the sheets. 

“You said you need me,” he whispered into your ear. “I will give you what you need.” 

You whined as he pushed the tip of his cock inside you. His hips on top of your ass cheeks, he slowly slid inside you until he was halfway in. Felix wasn’t much bigger than Demetri but he had more girth, you had to relax to let him all in. Especially with how cold and hard as marble they were. 

“Breathe,” he kissed your shoulder. 

You breathed, then again, and again, relaxing your muscles. 

“Oh,” you moaned as he slid in all the way. He touched that spot immediately. 

Felix chuckled, kissing your cheek now. “See? You are mine.” 

He made sure you felt what he meant as he started thrusting. Slow, deliberate, with deep strokes. You couldn’t move out of this position if you wanted. Well, unless you spoke the word. He would stop if you really needed a break. But you didn’t, you wanted to be stuck like this and Felix knew you loved it. It was just so overwhelming. 

You let out whimpers as he hit that spot every time with his deep thrusts. He didn’t speed up or went slower, and so you knew you would slowly reach to an orgasm. 

Only Felix could drag out such an orgasm. He pushed you deep enough into the mattress you couldn’t reach for your clit to rub it. You whined when he laid down closer on top of you, really moving his hips against your ass. He put his arms next to yours, his hands over yours. You were truly locked underneath him now. 

“Felix,” you whimpered. 

“I am not speeding up,” he smirked. “See it as a punishment for always asking my tracker to tend to you.” 

“You said he was the only one I could ask,” you let out a gasp as you felt tingles now in your abdomen.

“Yes, doesn’t mean he needs his cock inside you every time I am gone. You have hands, love, use them.” 

“They aren’t as good as your cock,” you whimpered again. 

“That’s right,” Felix suddenly gave a harsh thrust. Immediately slowing down again. 

You whined at the tingles it gave you. You were hyper aware of how close to an orgasm you were now. So close, so sensitive. One small rub against your clit would make you reach your orgasm immediately. 

“I won’t ask Demetri again,” you cried out as the orgasm started. It was too slow, painfully slow. 

Felix kissed your cheek, “good girl, but I like it when you do. He makes you ready for me to fuck you right when I come home. Prepares your cunt so well, you are stretched out perfectly when I fuck you.” 

“Felix,” you whimpered during the orgasm. 

“You need a little more?” He asked, teasing you. You gasped when Felix pushed his hand underneath your torso, using the remains of Demetri’s cum to flick his fingertips against your clit. 

You cried through the next moments of the orgasm as he increased the pleasure. He didn’t stop rubbing your clit until you didn’t stop shivering from the aftermath of it. 

And then Felix grabbed your hips with both hands, kneeled behind you and started a harsh fast pace. He held your hips tight, keeping you in a doggy position as he pounded into you. 

You couldn’t speak, only let out whimpers and moans as he fucked you hard. You sobbed against the pillow as he only sped up more and more. 

He came inside you. Spilling cold seed inside your hot cunt. You started shivering, exhausted as he let you go and pulled out. 

Felix quickly stood up and grabbed a cloth, warm and wet to clean you up. 

“Ow,” you whimpered when he cleaned your cunt thoroughly. “Thank you.” 

“I think you need to sleep,” he chuckled. “I am getting a shower.” 

You reached out for him when he stood up again, “will you hold me when you are done? Even if I am asleep?” 

“Yes, of course,” Felix smiled wide. He leant down to kiss your hand, “sleep well, my love.”

“I love you, Felix.”

“I love you too.”

“Fuck.” 

You didn’t take your lips of him. Listening to his grunts, moans and praises made you feel like going on and on. You wrapped your lips around his cock and took him deep, just like he said he liked it. 

Just perhaps an half hour ago you were nervous to start. You really wanted to learn it, and give Demetri exactly what he asked for. 

“Just like that,” he muttered, his eyes closed. His face was contorted from pleasure and he cupped your cheeks with both hands. 

Your abdomen tingled at the sounds of his praises. 

You had your hands resting on his thighs, nails clawing against his skin. You bobbed your head up and down his cock and sucked as hard as you could. Every time you sucked a little harder again, he would let out a sound that was close to a whimper. 

Demetri had already come just a few minutes ago. You swallowed his seed, cold as it was,  and kept going once he gave you permission. You learnt that he loved overstimulation, both giving and receiving it. It was some kind of self inflicting torture where he asked you to keep going so he would come soon again. 

You thought it was quite hot. 

Another whimper sounded from him and he bucked his hips. You choked on his cock, noticing he was losing control. You tried to use your tongue, using it on his tip while you sucked his cock to try to get him to come already. He immediately yelped, gripping your cheeks as he basically fucked your mouth now. 

He slapped your cheek. Steadying his hold on your head as he tried to keep control. The slaps hurt but you knew he would do it. It was discussed beforehand. Demetri thrusted a few more times before he came inside your mouth again. 

“Fuck,” he groaned again. Stroking your cheeks with his fingers, he waited with pulling out until you cleaned his cock off. He loved watching people struggle taking him in their mouths. 

You looked up to see how he smiled down at you. His hair was messy, that was really all. You wondered how flustered you looked, how messy and bothered. Your eyes were tearing a little. 

“Let’s rest a little,” he pulled you upwards, helping you to lay down on his lap. 

You kissed his chest, “I am not tired.” 

Demetri rolled his eyes, “right.” 

“I swear. I am not human, Demetri. I can handle it.” You wriggled on his lap, placing your head on his shoulder. “But we can rest if you want.” 

“Few minutes.” He wiped away the tears on your cheeks, cleaning up your skin.

“Did you like it?” You leant into his hand, “it looked like you experienced a lot of pleasure.” 

“You made me come twice in nearly an hour.” 

“Sooo,” you giggled. “I am good at it?” 

“A pro, my love.” 

You took a few deep breaths. You were not tired, not yet at least. But your neck and throat were sore and you could feel the skin burning where he had slapped you. You were excited to experience more. 

“What would you like to do next?” He whispered, kissing your forehead. He squeezed you in his hold. “Are you wet?” 

You touched your own clit for a second, confirming to him that you were very wet. Demetri smirked, “sucking my cock excited you that much?” 

“Don’t tease me,” you giggled. You bit your lip, trying to think of everything you knew so far. It was not much. You thought of yesterday: how your mate kissed and licked your clit and then fucked you in that position. You knew there were more positions. Oh, he also kissed your breasts. 

You looked at his hands. He was patiently waiting for your next answer. One arm was around your torso to hold you against him, with the other hand he touched your side. His fingertips were cold on your hot skin. You enjoyed the contrast of your touches. 

“What if you squeeze my tits again? Like yesterday?” 

You saw he bit his lip, barely hiding how he liked the question so much. 

“Lay down, love.” He let go of your torso to let you sit on your own on his bed. 

You laid down quickly. Holding your breasts with your own hands while opening your legs so he could snuggle between them. 

“Ow,” you squealed when he slapped your clit. 

“Couldn’t help it, you opened your legs so nicely for me.” Demetri grinned, quickly laying down on your stomach. His torso snugly between your legs. 

You grabbed his hair, pushing the strands out of his face. His red eyes turned dark again as he watched your face. 

“Permission to use my mouth on you?” 

“What?” 

“My mouth,” he laughed. “I won’t just squeeze them with my hands.” He grabbed them now, making you gasp when he squeezed them tight. His thumbs moved over your nipples. “I want to lick and bite them.” 

“Oh, like I did with your cock?” 

“It’s practically the same,” his smile grew. 

“Can I come from that?” You grew excited, tugging at his hair a little bit. 

“Some women can, others cannot. We can find out.” Demetri gently kissed your left breast. 

“I give you permission,” you giggled, hoping you would be one of those who can. “You can be rough.” 

“Yes, ma’am.”

You rested your head comfortably on his pillow and smiled at how gently Demetri started to kiss your skin while squeezing your breasts. He put his lips around your right nipple and started to lick it. His tongue cold, you squirmed and gasped from the sensation. 

Then Demetri quickly grew bolder. He started to squeeze your breasts firmer, his fingers digging into the skin. With the right breast he only squeezed it so that more of your nipple fit in his mouth, with his right hand he squeezed your other breast harsher. Using his thumb and index to pinch your nipple. 

You squirmed underneath him. Gasping and whimpering as he tugged at your nipples with both lips and fingers. 

“Demetri,” you whined. 

He bit your nipple gently, looking up after with a smirk, “enjoy it?” 

You let out a squeal, “please, continue. Bite me. Mark me!” 

He raised his brows, “are you serious?”

“Uh, yes.” You gulped, “I heard mates mark each other here.”

“That is gonna be permanent,” he warned. “You are a hybrid. It will hurt.”

You cupped his cheeks, looking him in the eyes, “please, claim me. I will carry it with pride.” 

Demetri’s gaze intensified, his eyes darkening with excitement. “Where?” He kissed the valley between your breasts. 

“There,” you pointed at a spot on the upper side of your left breast. “That way people can see it if I wear a low cut dress. I want them to see I am yours!”

“Not your neck?” He asked while kissing that exact spot. 

You moaned at how he sucked your skin there. 

“Maybe too,” you whimpered. 

Demetri chuckled, “two?” He squeezed your breasts again. “You don’t want to think about it? It will hurt, love.”

“Just bite me, Demetri,” you groaned.

“Yes, ma’am,” he smirked.

You heard him muttering. He probably thought you were insane. You felt like going insane with how much pleasure you experienced with him. Demetri was quick with his promise. He squeezed your right breast but pinched the other. Clearly pushing the body part together as much as possible so- 

You cried out a loud whimper when he bit down. With his teeth actually in your skin, he left a permanent mark on you. His mark. 

He licked your skin as soon as he finished his bite. You took a deep breath again, gulping at how much it hurt. Tears streamed down your cheeks. 

“Oh, baby,” he looked up. Demetri immediately kissed your cheek, squeezing your body with his arms around you. “I think you need a proper distraction.” 

“Like an orgasm?” You giggled through your tears. “Does it look pretty?” 

“You are bleeding,” he murmured, leaning down to quickly lick away the flowing blood. “But other than that, it looks pretty.” 

You kissed him, surprising him with your sudden need for a kiss. Tugging him closer, you kissed him feverishly. You needed him. 

“Fuck me, Demetri,” you spoke against his lips. 

“So needy, how did I deserve you?” 

“Thank the queens for raising me.” 

“I will,” he started kissing your throat and neck. “Turn around for me, darling.” 

You whined, doing so as he asked. With your back and ass towards him, you placed your head on his pillow again. You shivered when he kissed your back. 

“Raise your ass.” 

You struggled to raise it, squealing when he suddenly put an arm around your abdomen and lifted it. You were on your knees now, technically. 

“Doggy, that’s how they call this,” Demetri whispered. 

Before you could ask he pushed two fingers inside your cunt. The sound loud as he pushed them deeper and thrusted them in and out of you. You were wet, very wet. 

“No need to prepare,” he gasped. “Fuck.” 

You whined when he pulled them out and started to push in his cock. 

With his hips flush against your cheeks, you could feel him deep inside you. 

“Breathe,” he warned. 

You took a deep breath, again, again. 

“Good girl.” 

You now really understood what he meant with rough. He started to snap his hips against yours. Holding you steady with his hands gripping into your skin. The sound of his skin slapping against yours ringing loud. You could only whimper as he pounded into you. 

You were certain your cheeks were red from the force. He just kept going. Sometimes asking if you wanted to stop but you said no. You wanted to feel him, feel when he was done with you and feel what it would be like to not be able to walk after him. 

He suddenly turned your body around, putting you in the same position as yesterday. 

You let out a scream when his fingers found your clit. 

“You haven’t come yet,” he smirked. 

He still snapped his hips against yours. Thrusting in and out of you with a fast pace. But at the same time he held your legs in the air with one hand, using his strength as if you were a bag of feathers. With his free hand he was rubbing your clit. The skin swollen and sensitive. 

You mewled, crying out his name as he wouldn’t stop rubbing you. Your orgasm came so fast it overtook your senses, blinding you with pleasure. 

“Fuck, you are a squirter.” 

You held onto your legs, crying and whimpering because he rubbed faster now. You heard his words. He was overstimulating you with his fingers, you could feel the sheets underneath you grow wet from the fluids. 

Demetri made you come again fast. Rubbing so much so that a second orgasm was forced from you. And then he continued. 

You could feel tears stream down your cheeks. Skin everywhere got sticky. You didn’t know you could get sweaty, or could get so wet your thighs grew sticky as well. He hadn’t stopped after the second orgasm. Giving you a few minutes while he kept on pounding into you before he rubbed your clit again. 

Your legs shook by the time he was done fucking you. You had barely noticed he came inside you. Three times, he said. You fucked for hours. You felt overstimulated, full and sensitive-

“I need to..shower,” you tried to get up but your legs gave out. 

Demetri lifted you, holding you as he carried you to the bathroom. You rested your chin on his shoulder. 

With a little help he got you both in the shower. Warm water hit your body and his. You yawned, exhausted with shaking legs. 

“Tired, baby?” he smirked. He grabbed the sponge, rubbing it over your skin. 

“Yeah, you were right,” you held onto his shoulders as he rubbed the sponge over your sides. “I can’t stand,” you laughed. 

He kissed your forehead, “I told you so. Now lift your leg, so-” 

You sighed when he rubbed your thighs clean. He was slow, deliberate and careful. He cleaned you up thoroughly and then helped you to sit on the bathtubside so he could clean himself up. You would have helped him back if you could stand. 

“What will you do when I sleep today?” 

He looked up with a grin, “watch you.” 

You grew flustered, “really?” 

“I have a book to read as well. But yes, I will watch over you.” 

“That is sweet.” 

“You know I always watch you, love.” 

You looked at how he cleaned himself. He looked so good. You were happy you got to meet him, have him as your mate, experience life together with him. He was everything you could wish for. 

“I wish I could watch you sleep,” you sighed. 

He chuckled, leaning forward to quickly kiss you on your lips, “won’t happen, I am a vampire forever.” 

“Unfair,” you pouted. “I love you.” 

“I love you too. Now, shall I carry you to bed?” 

“Yes, please. And you will bite my neck tomorrow?” 

Demetri started laughing, “yes, ma’am.”

Berserk is probably putting things mildly. Screaming, yelling, ready for world war 3… those words sounded more accurate.

Caius had looked at you with the same stunned expression. He quickly got himself together before looking away (only to keep looking back to you briefly). Clearly, trying to determine if he was actually feeling something or not.

Going back to staring out the window, you let your mind drift back to that memory…

You weren't sure how it happened, but you were able to be alone with Caius briefly. He kept his distance, not daring to look at you again.

“Why do you keep staring at me like that?”

He finally snapped. You hadn’t moved from your place by the door.

“I think you know. You’re looking at me the same way, if you want to be technical.”

Caius glanced toward the door. He could hear Aro, once again, trying to con your parents into joining him. When satisfied that they were occupied, Caius turned back to you with a cold expression.

“I don’t know anything about anything you are speaking of.”

You rolled your eyes, getting up. Glancing again at your parents, you held your hand out to Caius.

“Don’t you even consider putting some ridiculous spell on me.”

“Please, I’m not a witch.”

You replied. The moment your hand touched his face, it was as if electricity hit him. You placed the image of the two of you kissing into his mind. Caius sat motionless for a moment before slowly placing his hand over yours.

“Fuck.”

He muttered. Caius had thought all of the soul mate nonsense was complete and utter bullshit. Now here he stood, staring at you as if you were the only thing that made sense.

You slowly moved your hand away from his.

“I thought that it was all bull. I didn’t think soul mates existed…my parents…they won’t accept…”

Caius held a hand up, silencing you. He was clearly still processing everything himself…

"We'll figure it out…”

“Y/n?”

Your thoughts were interrupted by your father’s soft voice.

“Yes?”

Edward’s eyes rolled up to your face. He knew something was off, but he couldn’t put two and two together. Something had been different since Aro and Caius turned up the day after yours and Renesmee’s 18th birthday. It didn't matter how many times Edward or Bella asked if everything was okay; you only replied with a fine.

Renesmee wrapped her hand around yours with a careful, wary expression.

“Want to talk about whatever it is? I’m sad you are hiding something from me. We never have had secrets.”

Your eyes flickered to your twin.

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not fine. I can see it on your face. You’re not good at hiding things. Our whole family sees it.”

Your father's voice interrupted the conversation.

“What are you thinking about? I have known your face since it was the size of a tennis ball.”

You blinked a few times, trying to think of something fast.

“Uh…actually nothing…well, plotting Renesmee and Jacob’s wedding in my mind.”

Edward raised an eyebrow suspiciously while Renesmee gave you a look and muttered “liar.” You elbowed your sister, signaling for her to shut up.

Why can’t they just leave me alone?

You thought. How were you supposed to tell them that you were leaving? No matter how you left, it was going to be ugly.

You had written more than twenty letters explaining your absence. One never sounded better than the other. You had concluded that no matter how you worded everything to your family, it would never be good news. They would never accept Caius as your lover.

This will probably put them all in a grave.

You thought, lying your head back against the headrest.

Tomorrow is the day. They just don’t know it yet. A year of hiding and I’m done.

The realization that this was your last night with your actual family hit hard. How long would it be before you saw them again? Would they want to see you again? You could only hope. Maybe, in time, all of you could have a logical and not so emotion-driven conversation and explain that you were happy. You couldn’t just turn off a soul mate gene no matter what your parents would want.

Arriving home, you went to your room to wait until everyone was busy with their own “things” before disappearing. You would be less likely to be caught when everyone was busy with other things.

Your phone's buzz caught your attention as you finalized what you were taking with you. Glancing down, you saw the name “Bridget” on your phone. No one but you knew that Bridget was, in fact, Caius.

“How much longer?”

“Maybe an hour? I have to give everyone time to get busy before I jump out the window.”

“I’m not scared of your father.”

“I’m aware, but I would prefer to make this as painless as possible.”

The following hour passed slowly. You paced your room until the hour mark came. Opening your window, you looked over your shoulder and listened for a moment before jumping out. The last thing you wanted was for either your mother, father, or sister to walk in when you were in the process of “running away.” That would be a hard one to explain.

“Oh, I was just checking what it would be like to jump out the window in case of a fire.”

That seemed like the best excuse that you could come up with. The moment your feet hit the ground, you stood in silence waiting for any signs of your family. Hearing none, you quickly snuck into the woods. As much as you wanted to tell everyone goodbye, you would never be able to.

You hadn’t been in the woods very long when a set of hands reached out and shoved you against a tree.

“Asshole.”

You grumbled when Caius brought your hands up over your head. He chuckled, leaning down to kiss you.

“I like that better than Bridget. You’ve kept me waiting long enough. I don’t know what part of me makes you think I enjoy standing in the woods this long.”

Trying to push your body closer, you ran your tongue over his bottom lip.

“You’ve been called worse than Bridget.”

Caius shrugged.

“Your father is about to call me significantly worse names. Too bad I won’t be around to witness it.”

“If we stick around to witness it, there will be an actual war. It’s best to let them process this information without us actually being here.”

Caius lowered your hands, rolling his eyes.

“Again, I’m not scared of your father or anyone in your family. They aren’t keeping us apart. Let’s get out here.”

Wrapping his hand around yours, Caius led you out of the woods, where Felix was waiting in a black sedan. Caius stopped you before you reached for the door handle.

“This is your one chance to change your mind.”

You shook your head.

“You’re what I want. I’m not changing my mind.”

Caius reached down for the door handle and motioned forward.

“After you, princess.”

Felix’s eyes rolled up to yours the moment. He didn’t understand the relationship between the two of you, but he wasn’t about to question Caius on his choices. The last person who did ended up dead. Felix was not about to add his name to that list.

Caius closed the door behind him and turned his attention back to Felix.

“Go.”

Caius closed the privacy screen between the two of you and Felix. He waited until the two of you were completely closed off before reaching for you. You quickly climbed on his lap, placing a leg on either side of his body.

“It’s been too long.”

You murmured as Caius shoved his mouth back to yours. These desperate, hungry kisses were enough to keep you wanting more. Maybe, if you were lucky, Felix would drive slowly.

“No more hiding from mommy and daddy.”

Caius said with a sneer. He had been sick of hiding a long time ago. Sneaking around to see each other was on his ever-growing list of “stupid shit I don’t want to do again.” As much as he didn’t want to admit it, he would have done it if you asked him to. You were making Caius do stuff that went against what he was. You were his “Helen of Troy.” All Caius wanted was you, in Italy, with him.

The things I would do for this woman.

“Caius, please…”

You started but stopped the moment his hand slid up your thigh. He squeezed, making you gasp.

“We aren’t hiding anymore…like we would be able to anyway. Your family will know everything soon.”

“I don’t care anymore. I told you that I’m tired of hiding and I mean it.”

You replied. At this moment, seated on your lover’s lap, you didn’t care. Your family was the furthest thing from your mind.

“We have time before we get to the airport. Will Felix….

You added, reaching for the buckle of Caius’ belt.

“He knows to keep his mouth shut. Are you wet enough?”

Caius interrupted. You quickly pulled your skirt up enough to fall over your joined bodies. If Felix did look back, it would look as if you were only sitting on Caius’ lap.

“Find out for yourself.”

You closed your eyes as Caius’ middle and index fingers stroked through your folds. He teased your entrance before sliding up to your clit, rubbing a few circles.

“You’re this wet from a little kissing? Wait until I shove your face into a pillow.”

“It wouldn’t be the first time.”

You replied, spreading your legs enough for Caius to get his pants undone. As much as you wanted more foreplay, there would only be enough time for a quickie.

Caius patted your thigh.

“Go on, darling.”

Sinking on Caius’ length, your head rolled back as he sank in, inch by inch.

“No, open your eyes. I want those pretty eyes on me.”

Caius murmured, trying to keep it down. You sat back up as he set up a steady rhythm. It took all that you had not to moan too loudly or close your eyes.

“That’s it. Just like that, darling.”

Caius groaned, shoving his face into your neck. You gasped as his mouth closed around your neck. Over the past year, you had become a pro at covering his love bites. Now you wouldn’t have to.

The moment he gently bit down, you came. Caius quickly moved to kiss you through your orgasm.

“Good girl.”

He murmured, focusing on getting himself off. You put a hand to his check putting multiple erotic memories into his mind. That’s all it took. One push later, and he spilled into you.

“I hope you enjoyed your pornography.”

Caius pulled you back into another kiss.

“Always.”

You remained on Caius’ lap, stroking your hand through his hair.

“Do you regret it? Waiting a year for this

Caius frowned.

“I believe waiting a year was a bit of overkill. You know that I’m not patient, but for you…I would do what I had to in order to have you with me. Whatever the future holds, I’ll deal with it.”

Caius watched for that sweet little smile that he adored so much. When you leaned in, kissing him again, he leaned back into the seat.

“I love you.”

You whispered against his mouth.

“I love you.”

You were close to asking what his plan on dealing with your parents was but the car stopped first. Caius quickly reached between your joined bodies to buckle his pants.

“Master, we are here.”

Felix said, lightly knocking on the window. You wiggled off of Caius’ lap, fixing your clothes back into place.

Stepping out of the car, you followed Caius to the waiting private jet. Before stepping in, you glanced back at the world that used to be your home. You didn’t know when or if you would be back. Taking in the scenery, you said goodbye to the old Y/n Cullen and stepped into your new life as Caius’ wife.

—— Edward sat at his piano, playing quietly. His mind had been on your newfound silence. It had been troubling him for some time. Tonight, it seemed to be worse than normal. He had seen in your eyes that something was wrong. Edward didn’t understand why you couldn’t communicate about whatever it was.

I have a world’s best dad trophy, and I would like to say I earned it.

Edward thought before turning to Bella, who was reading.

“Does Y/n seem off to you?”

Bella looked up with a frown. The answer was easy, yes. She had noticed it a while ago but hadn’t pressed you too much on the issue. Something was different when you hugged her that morning. You held onto her a little longer than normal.

“Yes. I was going to talk to you about it. I don’t know what it is but there’s something.”

Edward frowned.

“I have tried to talk to her several times and she’s been dismissive. Do you think it has to do with Renesmee getting married soon? They’ve never been separated before. This is a big step for both of them.”

Bella looked thoughtful. This had to be a scary time for you too. While she knew that you were happy for your sister, you were also losing everything that you had grown up with.

“Renesmee?”

Renesmee poked her head into the room, hearing Bella call her name.

“Yeah?”

Bella turned to her daughter with a worried expression.

“Can you please go talk to your sister? Something is definitely wrong. I think she’s having a hard time with you getting married soon.”

Renesmee shrugged.

“I have tried, but I’ll try again.”

Renesmee went upstairs and knocked on your door.

“Y/n, it’s me.”

Renesmee wasn’t shocked when you didn’t answer. She could hear your stereo playing softly. Renesmee had to find some way to get through to whatever was troubling you.

When you didn’t answer, Renesmee gently pushed the door open. She frowned, not seeing you.

“Y/n?”

Renesmee turned to your bedside table, seeing an envelope that had “mom and dad” printed on it. Picking the letter up, Renesmee opened and slowly began to read.

“Mom & Dad,

I don’t know how to tell either of you this gently. You were both right. I have been keeping a secret. I’m sorry that I never told you but I know neither of you will accept this. I know that I have a soulmate. I’m in love with Caius. We have been seeing each other for a year. I’m no longer hiding and am going to be with him in Italy. I know that neither of you will understand but he makes me happy. Daddy, I love him. I’m sorry but I have to go.

-Y/n.”

Renesmee felt her mouth drop. She had to read the letter again to make sure that her mind wasn’t playing a joke on her. You were with Caius. That Caius?! Renesmee felt her stomach drop as she looked around your room, feeling a soul-sucking emptiness fill her body. Her eyes turned to your stereo as a haunting melody began to play…

Three, two, one, I miss you I'm sorry, I got issues

What if I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen? When I run away to Mars

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