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bisszumabwinken · 10 months

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King of Battle and Blood

Ok... ich weiß wir suchen alle guten Smut in Büchern. Ich doch auch! Aber die Betonung liegt hier auf gut. Das Review ist super subjektiv und wenn euch das Buch gefallen hat - großartig! Ich persönlich fand es grausam, und hier ist warum. (Spoilers ahead!)

Highlights

Ich will mal mit etwas Gutem starten - der Hauptcharakter, Isolde, ist 26 und wird nicht als super schlank beschrieben, fühlt sich aber in ihrem Körper wohl - das ist toll und wir brauchen mehr davon!

Es gibt sog. Vasallen - Menschen, von denen sich die Vampire exklusiv ernähren und zu denen eine beidseitige Bindung besteht. Die Idee finde ich super!

Vampire können, wenn sie nicht richtig getötet werden, als geistlose Monster zurückkehren.

Bluttrinken wird als sehr erotisch und lustvoll beschrieben - da gehe ich mit, das ist eine coole Idee.

Lowlights

Es gibt zwar Plot, der ist aber eher schmückendes Beiwerk zu den vielen Sexszenen, die jedwede Handlung überlagern. Die letzten Kapitel haben tatsächlich Inhalt, aber alles davor im Buch ist gefühlt ständig wütender Sex zwischen Isolde und Adrian (dem Vampirkönig).

Die Charaktere sind platt und unsympathisch. Ich habe Isolde als unglaublich arrogant, bitchy und nervig empfunden - sie ist zickig und einfach unangenehm, was das Lesen allein dadurch schwer gemacht hat.

Man merkt, es sollte sich so anfühlen, als sei Isolde gezwungen worden, Adrian zu heiraten und als hadere sie mit ihrer Entscheidung, wobei sie eigentlich seit Beginn der Story auf ihn steht und es auch keinen langen Entscheidungsprozess vor der Heirat gibt. Das macht ihre ständigen Einschübe von "ach ich armes Ding, ich habe ja keine Wahl" unglaublich nervig. (Dass sie ihn töten soll ist übrigens von Anfang an nicht ihre Idee.)

Zumal Adrian zu keinem Zeitpunkt scheiße zu ihr ist. Im Gegenteil. Gerade zu Beginn stellt sie - als armes Menschlein - ständig irgendwelche Forderungen an ihn, die er - weil er sie ja so anziehend findet - natürlich alle liebend gern erfüllt.

Adrian (der über 200 Jahre alt und praktisch ständig horny ist), hat von Anfang an nur Augen für sie und hatte auch vor ihr keine anderen Liebschaften. Mausi ... ich weiß nicht, ob er dich einfach anlügt oder der Charakter einfach nur sehr platt ist. In meinen Augen hätte es die Sache sogar noch interessanter (und realistischer) gemacht, wenn er eine Vergangenheit außerhalb seiner Frau gehabt hätte.

Es gibt später einen "guten Grund" dafür, dass er Isolde sofort total anziehend findet ... Sie ist die Reinkarnation seiner verstorbenen Frau, die auf dem Scheiterhaufen verbrannt wurde - plausibel? Ich weiß nicht. Irgendwie hat man sowas in der Art kommen sehen. Fühlte sich so an, als bräuchte man einen Grund wieso beide sofort aufeinander abfahren.

Sein Kosename für Isolde ist "Spatz" - durchgehend irritierend und cringy.

Safira - Adrians Vasallin: Natürlich wird auch sie als totale Bitch dargestellt. Sie ist Isolde ja auch im Weg. Und natürlich trennt sich Adrian von ihr und sperrt sie in einen Kerker, weil sie vor Isolde behauptet hat, dass er sich noch von ihr ernähren würde und mit ihr schlafen würde - in meinen Augen verschenktes Potential. Isolde sagt: "Ernähr dich bitte nicht mehr von ihr, aber mein Blut bekommst du auch nicht!" Und er tut es, ohne mit der Wimper zu zucken.

Ich hätte es viel spannender gefunden, wäre sie eine nette Person und wäre traurig darüber, Adrian jetzt teilen zu müssen, weil sie durch das Bluttrinken vermutlich in ihn verliebt ist. Das wäre eine tolle Quelle für Drama gewesen! Gib uns einen herzzereißenden Dialog zwischen Isolde und Safira, in dem Safira erkennt, dass Adrian sie nie geliebt und sie sich immer falsche Hoffnungen gemacht hat. Aber nein, das passiert leider nicht.

Fazit

Ganz viele Sexszenen ohne Charakterentwicklung (oder wenigstens sympathische Charaktere) und Plot funktionieren für mich nicht. Für wen das funktioniert - hoch die Tassen! Dann ist das euer Buch!

Ich hätte gern mehr vampirischen Inhalt und weniger platte Story und Charaktere und dann guten Sex! Das Buch ist leider sehr enttäuschend - obwohl es toll aussieht und gerade super gehypt wird.

Wer die Autorin kennt, sie hat auch die Hades x Persephone Reihe geschrieben - da bspw. fand ich den ersten Band wirklich nicht schlecht! (Also bitte versteht das hier nicht als Bashing - das ist alles Geschmackssache!)

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Sie soll ihn hassen, hintergehen, töten - und sich auf keinen Fall in ihn verlieben! Um das Königreich ihres Vaters zu retten, soll Prinzessin Isolde von Lara den mächtigen Vampirkönig Adrian Aleksandr Vasiliev heiraten - und töten. Doch in ihrer neuen Heimat angekommen merkt sie schnell, dass nichts, was sie über Adrian und sein Volk zu wissen glaubt, wahr ist. So sehr sie sich auch dagegen wehrt, die Anziehungskraft zu Adrian ist unabwendbar, die Gefühle, die er in ihr auslöst, hat sie noch nie für jemanden empfunden. Aber sie darf sich auf keinen Fall in ihn verlieben und so ihre Mission aus den Augen verlieren: Sie muss ihn töten und sein gesamtes Reich in die Knie zwingen ...

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b00inazkaban · 1 year

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MASTERLIST #2

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Smut = **

What I will NOT write for under any circumstance: R@pe, incest, anything to do with pee or poo, hardcore bdsm or anything like that type of smut, kidnapping reader for love, anything stalker, abuse unless it’s for angst but I won’t go into detail about the abuse (though I will do like slapping/spanking for smut it cannot have malicious meaning behind it, and there is always consent for that)

Also let me put this by itself, pregnancy is also way off the table. It’s 6 feet underground. I understand it’s part of life and it’s beautiful , and that’s for people to decide but personally I find just the concept of that horrifying and gross. I do breeding kink yes, but no description of pregnancy. (No hate to pregnant people I just can’t stand the concept of pregnancy in any form.)

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I’ve redone my masterlist because I was vey unhappy with my first one, and I wanted to add pictures to go with it! I’ll also be adding all my new work onto here and my old work will be on the first masterlist! Love y’all! 💗

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the-dawn-star · 6 months

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Could I request human female/volturi kings on how their first time would be please give romantic details I’m sure it would be so passionate 🥺

A/N: I don't do smut but I hope you enjoy this!

-S

+200is words.

First of all, I am 100 % sure that all of the kings have a massive thing for making you feel as pretty as you can possibly feel.

They love to see you in semi-sheer nightgowns and expensive and comfortable lingerie.

But most of all of them love to see you happy and confident with yourself.

I’m of the opinion that Aro loves to praise his lover, in and out of bed it doesn’t matter. He wants to make sure that you know how much he cares about you.

Caius lives to touch you. I mean, all of them like touching you but Caius brings it to another level. He likes to grab your thighs, chest, hair whatever he can get a hold of.

Marcus loves to kiss you. And this includes all the types of kisses. The soft lingering ones. The ones that are rough and take your breath away. The types of kisses where you lose yourself to the feeling.

They like to start off slowly. Good dinner (for you at least), light kisses and touches, loving words, praises, longing looks and so much more before you are even close to the bedroom.

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alecvolturiswifeforever · 6 months

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dating jane volturi🏹

warnings: fluff, angst (?), implied smut

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⤻ she is extremely cold towards you at first.

⤻ she sends glares your way, makes snarky comments, makes an effort to avoid you unless it��s mandatory that she’s in the same room as you.

⤻ that is until her brother finally talks some sense into her.

-“sister isn’t this what you always wanted? that special bond with someone?” “i have that with you.” “that’s… not what i was talking about”

⤻ this would continue on for a few days until he finally says it upright to her.

- “she’ll leave you know.” “…” “if you keep it up she’ll leave and you know it.”

⤻ suddenly she’s not so avoidant anymore.

⤻ don’t get me wrong, she still makes snarky comments every so often but she doesn’t say them to hurt you… more to test you.

⤻ she wants to see how easy you’ll give up and leave… and when you don’t she is thoroughly surprised (and pleased, but she’ll never admit that to you)

⤻ she begins to seek you out and slowly (like VERY slowly) she’ll start to offer small sprouts of affection.

⤻ she’ll hold your hand occasionally, lean her head on your shoulder if you’re sat together, a small side hug. little stuff like that but you appreciate it nonetheless.

⤻ she is very dependent on validation (she seeks this in the kings the most, however now she seeks it a lot in you too)

⤻ once she is comfortable around you you see a new side of her. the side only reserved for her brother… and now you.

⤻ the first time you hear her giggle you were mesmerised, staring at her with parted lips.

⤻ you could only describe it to be angelic.

⤻ (if she could’ve blushed at the look you gave her she would have)

⤻ she knows that you can be doubtful of her feelings for you, typically after one of her meltdowns when she’d attempt to push you away or her stoicism towards you around others and so she’ll subtly show you she cares through little gestures when you are alone.

⤻ reading to you, little love notes left in places she knows you’ll find them, soft touches and kisses to your face. though she can’t physically bring herself to apologise you just seem to know.

-“i’m-… I- ” “I know, it’s okay…”

⤻ bdjsbdksnsjs this is so sappy i’m sorry 🥹🥹🥹🥹

⤻ she’s not as soft with you ( i believe alec would be the one to be more teasing with his mate, whereas jane is much more to the point and serious) but you get used to it.

⤻ she makes it known that no one is to mess with you, and if they do well yeah they’re dead.

⤻ tortured first but very much dead.

⤻ she takes great pride in protecting you. it gives her a purpose. but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t like to be coddled by you. she very much has those moments (who doesn’t?).

⤻ she’ll sigh in content as you play with her hair, whine when you pull away from holding her, giggle as you give her soft kisses (omg this is adorable i cant)

⤻ the first time she sought you out and asked you to cuddle (albeit very quietly) you were shocked.

- “are you okay, jane?” “i- can you- can you hold me please?” “of course, come here”

⤻ she likes that she has someone other than her brother to talk to about more… intimate things.

⤻ it’s like having a bestie and a significant other all in one (the best type of relationship).

⤻ intimacy is very, very important to her. it’s not just a “oh yeah let’s fuck and then i’ll go to work” type thing it’s much more meaningful to her.

⤻ she has to be held/holding you for a while after, just to remind her you are there and you’re not going anywhere.

⤻ overall, she is a cutie she just has some severe trust issues (but you can fix that☺️)

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volturiprincess · 2 months

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The Talk

Felix x Vampire reader

Summary: After centuries of being together, y/n and Felix want to take the next step Warnings: there is some slight mention of smut, but overall fluff A/N: This is my first one-shot/imagine. I will try to start posting more often but I am currently in uni and my school work always comes first. I will take requests and I will do a whole post of what I can do or I am willing to do in the future.( There will be a second A/N at the end of this.)

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(Ok but like why is he like this, I am obsessed with this man, its not even funny anymore)

There I was standing in between Demetri and Felix along with the twins in front of the kings, apparently there's a last minute mission and almost all of the elite guards are going, except me. I tried not to show my anger but it seems Marcus noticed and he spoke up

“My dear, what anger’s you?”

I felt Felix grab my hand for comfort and I said

“Why can't I go with them on the mission, master?”.

Before Marcus could respond Caius took over

“You equal our four guards present, we do not need as much force for this mission, if the mission does take a turn then we will send you but as of now you are needed here”

I nodded and squeezed Felix hand in reassurance that I am okay.

The thing with me is I am a collector (as Aro has called it), with a touch I can have the gift of the vampire I touch without fully taking away the other vampire's power. Which is what makes me so powerful and what makes me a valuable member of the Volturi elite guard, I have so many gifts from the many vampires I have encountered in the past centuries.

Another thing to my peculiarity is my mate is Felix, the executioner and the prize fighter of the Volturi. We met many centuries ago when the Volturi was forming and he was the new member and just like any mate story when I saw him I knew we were meant to be. He is my other half and my reason for being.

Soon after the instructions of the mission were explained to the guards, they were preparing to go, I was sitting on mine and Felix’s bed watching him pack. This was something I have not grown used to even after the countless missions we would have to go separately, I hated being separated from him but duty calls.

Eventually he's in front of me on his knees since he is so tall and I'm really short, looking into my eyes. I rest my hands on his broad shoulders and said

“Even after centuries of countless missions, this is the one part I hate about them the most, being separated from you”

He gave me a small smile and grabbed my hand and gave it a gentle kiss with saying

“I know cara mia, it is never easy but I have no choice, but you know i'll be back before you know it”

I nod and pulled the same hand that is holding mine and gave it a small kiss, I gave him a smirk and said

“And when you come back we can have our fair share of fun”

I winked and he smirked in return

“Exactly mia amore”

I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him onto a hug. He wrapped his large arms around me in return and I smiled. We soon pulled away and he stood up, bringing me up with him and kissed me and then left for the mission.

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Its been a month without Felix and its pure torture without him, there have been a number of trials I have been in and they all end up with me killing them in a second. Currently I'm in the library with Caius (he surprisingly took a somewhat liking to me), he is giving me ‘lectures’ about modern art and real art. I always listen and take notes while he talks because sometimes he does ask me questions on what he has said so far. I interrupted his lecture

"Caius, why do you think humans love modern day art so much?”

He stayed quiet for a minute and said

“I believe it's because it is closer to their timeline and the humans can make broader and deeper meanings when something is simple versus ancient art has a more easier meaning but has a more complicated but beautiful outcome”.

I nodded and agreed.

“I always thought ancient art is more exquisite and fascinating then modern art”

He looked at me with an intrigued look

“Why do you say that?”

“As interesting modern day art is, now a days you can splatter any color on a white canvas and it's called a masterpiece, when ancient art would take months or even years to complete but it is worth the result”

He nodded

“Yes, I agree with you, it is entirely mental to think such things are true with modern art”

I nodded, Caius, the most ruthless king of the three agreed with me, it's not a surprise or shock since it does happen quite often and we think alike sometimes. I think that might be why he tolerates me more than the other guards and his brothers. We continued with our talk until a lower guard came and said that the others had returned from their mission.

Once he said the "others" I ran toward the throne room and saw Felix standing in front of the kings with the other guards. He turned his attention to me and I had to fight the urge to jump in his arms at that moment for the reason we are in front of the masters. I instead stood next to Caius' throne which he sat in after I arrived. I gave Felix a wink and he had to fight an urge to smile in return.

Soon after the report was over and the guards along with myself were dismissed, and once we were in the hallway I jumped into Felix’s arms that were already opened for me. I hugged him tightly and I kissed him without a second thought, we must of kissed for a while because we heard Demetri teasing us

“Get a room you two” We pulled away from the kiss and I said to Felix “He does have point”

Felix chuckled but nodded, he set me down and we both raced into our shared room. Once we were inside I said

“Fe you have no idea how much I missed you”

“I missed you too cara mia, I almost lost my mind in the mission but Demetri knocked some sense into me and I remembered that you promised once I came back we would have our fair share of fun”

I laughed while he smirked

“Of course you would remember that Fe, I bet you just couldn't get it out of your mind but it motivated you to get the mission finished as soon as possible, no?”

He nodded “Of course, anything to be able to see you in all of your glory”

I wrapped my arms around him and looked up to him

“I also couldn't get the thought of what you could do to me when you come back from the mission”

He pushed me against the wall and he leaned against the wall with his arm and looked down on me with a smirk

"Oh yea? How about we make those thoughts realistic?” I nodded without hesitation.

In an instant we were both in bed naked and making those thoughts realistic, we did it for 5 days straight until we stopped and were cuddling with me resting my head on his chest with an arm draped over his stomach and he had his arms around me.

“5 days Fe, I mean i'm not surprised remember when we first became mates and we did it for 2 months straight”

“How could I forget cara mia, best experience ever but every time we make love its always the best and it feels like it's the first time”

“It does feel like it, I can never get enough of you mi amor”

We stayed in a comfortable silence until we heard a knock and a voice say

“Are you two done yet? The twins are no fun and I missed you two already”

Me and Felix chuckled at Demetri's whining and I said

“Yes we will meet you in the lounge in 5 minutes”

We heard a cheer and then retreating footsteps.

We got dressed quickly and ran to the lounge room where Demetri was at waiting for us like a child, he saw us and said

“Finally, I was starting to think you forgotten of me”

“How could I ever forget you Dem, your my best friend”

He smiled and Felix went to sit on the couch with Demitri while I sat on the coffee table facing both vampires. We just talked for hours until the twins joined us. Demetri kept the conversation going

“Can you believe that human that the Cullens have, she had the audacity to speak to us like she had some power over us”

I raised an eyebrow when he said that

“Bella? The human swears just because she's with the Cullens she can't be killed, one day she might just get killed and I might as well be the one”

Both guys smirked and Felix spoke up

“Of course you will be the one cara mia, after all the crap she's put you through and given you attitude, when we first meet her and she addressed you in such a way I would of killed her on the spot if it weren't for the masters”

I nodded “She does have some gut, I'll give her that but that will get her killed easily”

Jane piped up “Yes I agree, it makes me mad I can’t use my gift on her”

I smiled “I know Jane, but someday she will get a nice karma”

They all nodded and Alec spoke up “You know I never got the chance to use my gift on her, you think it would have worked?

“I'm not sure, maybe”

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Me and Felix are once again relaxing in our private chambers cuddling. I love to cuddle with him, with our height differences I always feel so protective and safe in his arms, I love to lay my head on his broad chest with an arm draped over his stomach with my leg over his waist.

Sometimes when Felix has a tough day with training newborns he likes to lay on my stomach or chest and he wraps his muscular arms around my waist, in his words 'You're so comfy mia amore and I feel at peace and closer to you like this”. When he said these exact words to me many centuries ago I literally melted, if I had an actual beating heart it would've skipped a beat. Sometimes he doesn't even have to tell me he wants to cuddle or I to him, we just know or I read his actual thoughts.

In a soft voice I said “Fe, can I ask you something?”

“Of course mia amore, what's in your mind?”

"Have you ever thought about wanting a kid, a baby maybe?”

There was a thick silence but I heard his thoughts “More than anything, i wish I could have a biological child with her, give her something she has always wanted” at hearing his thought I smiled sadly but he soon spoke up

“I have thought about it mia amore, I would love to have a kid with you only…”

“You wish we could have a biological kid together”

He stayed quiet for a minute “Yes but I would not mind adopting a child with you, it would mean we would raise a child together as our own”

“You think the masters would let us adopt a kid? you know how master Aro is when it comes to things like this”

“That's why we talk with the masters together”

I sat up looking down on him with a smile, “You really want to do this my love?”

He reached a hand out to my cheek caressing it “Of course tesoro, I always want to give you everything you ask of me, and I want this also”

I leaned into this touch “Ok then, let’s talk with the masters then my love”

I smiled at him and I felt like my eyes twinkled. He smiled in return and pulled me into a deep passionate kiss which I returned, he pulled me on top of him and rested his hands on my waist while my hands ran into his hair. We pulled away and I said looking deeply into his bright red eyes

“I love you Felix, so much”

“I love you cara mia, forever and always”

As said before later in the day me and Felix went to talk with the Masters about wanting to adopt a child. I'm a bit nervous but I think they might say yes, me and Felix are the ones who do all of the heavy work around here.

We arrive at the masters library and we walk in holding hands. I saw that Aro looked up from a book and he gave us that creepy smile

“Ah dear y/n and Felix, what brings you two here?”

I felt Felix squeeze my hand and he spoke up “Me and y/n have a request, well more like a wish masters If I may say”

I saw that Caius looked up with a sudden interest in the conversation “Well go on, what is it that you wish for”

I spoke up with a small smile “Me and Felix have been talking about adopting a child”

There was that tense silence and I looked at all three masters waiting for them to say something, I even saw Marcus' eyes sparkle with interest.

Aro spoke up “A child you say? Why the sudden interest or why the request?

“Me and Felix have always wanted a child but with the status of being vampires we just lost hope on it a long time ago but with recent events we thought about adopting one (I saw that Aro was about to interrupt but I gave him a quick look) and before you say anything about our duties me and Felix will keep up with our duties and stay here still, we would raise the child here and with time when the child is of age we will turn them”

I saw Caius had an impressed look

“It seems someone came with a valid and persuasive speech, I taught you well y/n” I saw he had a very small smile.

I nodded “I learned from the best after all (smiling at him), so then what's the final answer then”

I squeezed Felix’s hand which he returned and then Aro spoke up

“I grant you permission to adopt a child, if you stay on top of your missions and duties as guards”

My eyes widen slightly and I looked at Felix who was already looking at me with a smile

“We both promise on your request masters”

All three of them nodded and then we ran out laughing happily, Felix even lifted me and spinned me around and he yelled

“We are going to be parents cara mia”

A/N: Should I make a part 2? I simp over Felix big time, he is the BFHG (Big Friendly Handsome Giant :). Anyways let me know if you want a second part. But the next one is going to be Alec (I also simp over this vampire).

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mx-pastelwriting · 11 months

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Volturi Kings HC - First time in bed

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Volturi Kings x GN! Reader +Carlisle Cullen

Summary: First time in bed.

Warnings: Smut, Fluff, Establishing/Established Relationship

Characters: Aro Volturi, Marcus Volturi, Caius Volturi, Carlisle Cullen

Minors do not interact!

Aro Volturi

- After a dinner date, he takes you to the bedroom and then lets you get ready for sleep. While cuddling you, he kissed you gently, but he couldn't help himself but get rougher with your lips.

- His hands would be firmly exploring your body, squeezing at your warm skin, then letting his kisses travel down to your neck along with some light bites.

- Taking off anything you had on, he would read your mind through his touch and do anything you wanted as long as it wasn't drawing blood; he knew that he wouldn't be able to control himself.

- He isn't afraid to make noise in the bed, which was known to whoever came close to your door. Whether it was the bed sounding like it was going to break or his moans echoing in the room, he made it known he was enjoying himself.

- Keeping his hands on you, he would know where you wanted him to cum, but he would still want to hear your choked words that mixed with moans.

His hands gripped your hips, thrusting into you, and he watched as your head pushed back into the pillow. Your breath hitches as he thrusts deeper as he moans sweet nothing's to you. Leaning down, he kisses your neck, leaving little bites behind. Edging himself on his instincts to rip you apart, he makes his thrusts almost animalistic before becoming sloppy and coming to his senses. He leans into your ear, whispering with silk in his voice "Tell me where Amore".

Marcus

- Talking about books, he would invite you to his library. You both have already gone over all the castle's library. He would watch as you explored the shelves.

- Finally, after you had picked one you wanted him to read to you or even just tell you what it was about, sitting next to him, a soft touch landed on your thigh with his soothing voice telling you about the book.

- Slowly, his hand moves up your thigh, making you less focused on his words. As you focus on his hand, he kisses your cheek, getting your attention and letting his sweet words finally get to you.

- You watched as he put the book down on the table beside him. Kissing his soft, cold lips, he moved to lay you on the reading couch, letting him in between your legs with his hands moving under your clothes to then take them off.

- He wasn't loud, but his moans could only be heard by your close ear. His lips worshiped every inch of your body, leaving short-lasting, cold trails of kisses. He let your gasps and moans guide him even through his thrusts before kissing you as you met your highs.

Trails kissing down your neck with nothing but coldness accompanying them, his cold hands making you gasp and shake just by their soft touch. Stopping, he removed his clothes, keeping his eyes on you after he threw them to the floor. His hands met your thigh, pulling them apart as gently as he could, feeling years-old emotions coming back.

As the second came and went, his grasp on you became rougher; his hands left prints before quickly going away. Finally finding himself entering you, his moans grew louder even after feeling you match his thrusts. Pulling himself back together, he kisses your hot skin, making you shake slightly with each one. His words and moan made you cry out, telling him all he needed to know.

Caius

- After dating for long months, he insisted a month ago that you get a couple of paintings done, though he posed to look at you as you looked forward. Your bush captured in the painting forever, letting you remember his eyes that carefully scanned you.

- Finally, it was done, and he shooed the painter away, leaving you alone with him and his exploitative eyes. Staring at the painting, you smiled, seeing how his face looked in love. His arms warped around you, accompanied by kisses on your neck, with his teeth lightly meeting your neck, teasing you.

- Pulling to the couch you sat on, he lays you on it, quickly pulling his clothes off and even helping you with yours. His words filled your head, talking about how he couldn't wait any longer to have you.

- Both on your knees, your back against his chest, his kisses keeping your neck company, leaving your moans to surface out into the room as his cold hands mix with your warm skin, wanting for his next move. The chills from his cold skin made him moan, knowing he had a lasting effect on you.

- At first, his gentle guidance would wear off when your moans from his thrust filled the room, taking over his thinking and control, making his moves sharper and rougher, burying himself inside you.

Your head rested on his shoulder, giving him a front-row seat to your moans and making him pull you both into euphoric bliss, blurred by his thrusts and his words, the only thing keeping you in reality. His hand moves down to touch you, pushing you closer to your climax. Curses leave your mouth before pulling your head up and then back down as you came into his hand, your body shaking. His moans join yours as he buries himself into you.

Carlisle

- Having a day off with the kids out living their lives, he waits with a warm bath ready for the both of you. Coming home, he lets you put your stuff down but quickly takes you to the bathroom with slow music softly playing in the background.

- Not letting you lift a finger, he takes off your clothes, letting his cold hands graze your skin, making you hold your breath. A small smirk shows on his lips that makes you smile.

- Having you sit in the bath, he sits behind you, watching his hand go behind a towel that is covering what now you see as sparkling water. After pouring you your glass, he kisses your cheek before pulling you closer. His hands start to travel across your chest, then move down, making you laugh through closed lips that curve into a smile.

- Touching you with his cold hands makes you shake and moan; in turn, he hums lowly in satisfaction, and his lips start sparking in the nook of your neck. He asks you to tell him to make love to you, and with a shaky "yes," he takes you to the bedroom.

- Laying you on the bed, he kisses your thighs, tickling you before traveling back up to your lips. His gentle hands push your thighs apart and slowly enter you as a sweet nothing is whispered into your ear.

His grip grows tighter as his thrust becomes rougher from his gentle touch. Your moans mix loudly in the once-quiet house. Sloppy kisses on your lips as he looks into your eyes and then closes his, his moaning rubble in his chest echoing into your ear. Your hands hung on to him, nails running down his back, leaving nothing behind. His thrust became softer with a kiss near your ear.

Please," you beg through his kisses, and he rushes one of his hands down to touch you to let you finally meet your high. Your head back, you couldn't see his face as he moaned with you as you both came.

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archoniluthradanar · 10 months

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It's all in the Costume

It's all in the Costume : a poly!Volturi kings one-shot

Response to a request from @iloveslasher

Warning for four-way smut, 18 yo+ please.

You are the mate of a trio of very powerful vampire kings who co-rule the vampire world with an iron fist. To them though, you are their beloved human mate, the one who joined with them a year ago, willing and unafraid. Why would you fear them, when you love all three with all your heart.

They allowed you to remain human, but will soon discuss the need for you to accept the change. They love and care about you, and know your vulnerability as a mortal. They never wish to see you harmed in any way.

One day, you were in your room trying on your costume for an upcoming science fiction convention being held in Rome. You'd specially ordered the entire costume, your mates never denying you anything where money was concerned. You tried on the red satin dress with a full skirt that ended just below your butt. There was an overlay of black velvet that gave you small flairs hanging behind you, sure to draw attention to your backside when you walked. The finishing touch was a "Dracula" collar that wasn't attached to the dress, leaving your shoulders bare.

You pulled on a pair of black silk stockings that reached mid-thigh and tied to a garter belt with thin, nearly invisible garters. The length of the skirt and the height of the stockings left a few inches of bare skin showing. Lastly, you slipped into a pair of stiletto black heels. Your costume was complete. Only your hair and make up would need to be done on the day of the convention.

You twirled in front of the mirror, feeling very much like a gothic vampire. You needed to get into character though and had no one to play off. Maybe Felix would allow you to practice with him.

You were deep in thought while looking in your full length mirror, when you noticed the reflections of your mates standing behind you.

You turn to face them, then go to each to give them a welcoming kiss. "Good morning. Why are you here, Aro?"

"Do we need a reason to come visit our mate? We thought to see how you are, and find you dressed in..." He waves his hand up and down in front of you. "...this."

"I'm going to attend a science fiction convention in Rome Saturday with Felix as my guard." You smile at all three of your mates. "I'm a Gothic vampire," you explain cheerily.

"Who said you could attend this...convention, and in Rome?" Caius demanded. "We should be accompanying you."

You walk over to the blonde vampire and play with his shirt collar., kissing his cheek "Love, you would not enjoy yourself. In fact, I'm sure you would all hate it. Please, my darlings, Felix will be going with me, and he will protect me. He won't even need a costume. Anyone looking at him will think he's something...alien. He won't even have to wear contacts."

Noticing the sudden silence, you see all three of your mates looking over your costume, with the satin and lace dress barely holding in your breasts, and with the very, very short skirt and the thigh-high stockings that leave a few inches of bare thigh showing.

Aro tsks as he examines your outfit. "This is unsuitable clothing for the mate of the Volturi masters." His words don't match his reactions. You see him clenching and unclenching one hand. His eyes are dark crimson, telling you he does not disapprove of your appearance at all.

Marcus moves around you as if inspecting a prize horse. You follow him, turning with him until he stops in front of you, his eyes looking at you appreciatively. "It is a charming costume, my dear, " he says, his eyes darkening. Marcus is feeling sexually needy, but he is less inclined to show his need as overtly than either Aro or Caius.

You notice Caius staring at you, unblinking, his eyes having darkened to a deeper red.

"Is something wrong, my love?" you ask him.

His eyes rake up and down your body. He's made no secret of his desire lately to bed with you, but Aro has kept you busy with administrative tasks he allows you to work on around the castle to keep you from getting bored. Caius reaches down while you're trying to sway him, his hand caressing the skin bared by the short dress.

"The dress suits you, amore mio." Caius' actual goal is to remove it from you, and take you with all the pent-up passion built up over the past week.

Their passionate need for you is not hidden. Aro comes over to slip his arm around your waist. He gives you an all too innocent kiss on your cheek. Caius, on the other hand, stands on your other side and places his hand on the back of your neck, pulling you closer to kiss you with a desire that imparts his message. He wants you beneath him, his hard cock buried inside you while he teases your neck with his sharp teeth.

You look at all three of your mates. They have never taken you to bed as a group. Always, you spent time with each alone. The very idea of a foursome is already making you wet.

You need no words to tell your mates what you want.

You walk over to Aro and nuzzle his neck, the cold of his skin pleasant against your flushed skin. While you kiss him, your hands begin to unbutton his shirt, fingertips running down his chest, before you pull it off him and let it fall to the floor. When you pull back, you see his irises are black as night.

While Aro kicks off his shoes and socks, you move to Marcus, who has not budged at all. You offer him your lips which he takes with his in a passionate kiss. Your hands immediately divest him of his shirt as well. You feel his cool hands slide up and down your back. Turning away from him, you teasingly bend over to pick up both shirts and lay them on a chair. His eyes are now as black as Aro's.

Facing Caius, who has surprisingly proven to be more patient than usual, he pulls you to him with both arms, trapping you within his embrace. His mouth captures yours, sucking your breath inside his mouth. The soft noises you make spur him on, until he hears a protesting Aro.

"You may not keep our mate to yourself, brother, if she is willing to have us all." He holds out his hand to you and leads you to the massive bed the masters ordered for you on your arrival here a year ago. Up to now, you only ever shared it with one of your mates. Now it was going to be used for what it was built. You smile to think that it could be true.

"Caius, you prevented me from removing your shirt." You proceed to unbutton it, kissing his chest after each button is opened. "Kneel in front of me." Your eyes tell him its not a request. A smile slowly forms on his face as he complies with your command. Without warning, you place a shoe on his right shoulder and push backwards. He was unprepared for this and falls on his butt. He can see up the length of your legs and beneath the skirt, noticing the dampness on your red satin panties. The scent of your arousal wafts to him, causing his eyes to narrow in desire.

"Take them off," you tell him. You extend a leg whereupon Caius removes your heel and tosses it across the room. You repeat with your other leg, his hands removing that shoe and tossing it aside. This time he kisses the top of your foot before releasing it.

You turn to Aro, holding out your hands to him, your eyes demanding he come to you. When he does, you tell him to kneel and remove your left stocking. While he undoes the garter clip, you see Marcus standing to the side, jealousy written on his usually passive face. You wait until Aro has rolled your stocking down and off your leg.

Without a word, you step over to Marcus who knows what to do. He releases the garter clip and rolls the other stocking down while placing a kiss or two on your now bare leg, inhaling your sweet arousal. He takes the stocking and throws it over his shoulder. Placing his hands on your waist, he kisses your neck, grazing your skin with his teeth. You proceed to unbutton his shirt, and once it's open, you lick and suck on his nipples. Marcus throws his head back and groans, then tears his shirt off himself.

All your mates are nearly naked except for their black dress slacks. You have only the collar and short dress on. You reach up and remove the pointed collar. While all three men stare at you, you untie the bodice of the dress and let it all slide down your body to the floor. You're now clad only in your red satin panties with the garter belt.

Walking back to the bed, you crawl across the mattress, giving all your mates a tempting view of your rear. You lie back on a couple of stacked pillows to allow yourself to see everything. Caius is the first to approach the bed, with Aro and Marcus close behind. The three vampires join you, their hands caressing your bare legs, arms and torso.

Marcus lies on your left while Aro lies on your right. Caius is at your feet, his lips moving up your legs, kissing your warm flesh. When he reaches the center of your body, he takes off the garter belt and slips his fingers into your panties, pulling them off. You help by raising your hips off the bed briefly. You are fully exposed to your mate, who moves closer to your mound, inhaling deeply.

All you see now are three horny vampires with eyes black with desire and all hungry for you. When you feel a cold tongue slide between your lower lips, you arch your back and gasp. Aro leans over you and kisses you, his tongue between your lips since it is too dangerous for you to use your tongue in this manner. Marcus leans over your body, one hand caressing your far breast while his mouth carefully laps and suckles at the breast nearest him.

You twist your body in need, your senses beginning to become overwhelmed by what your mates are doing to you.

Caius has you so close to an orgasm, all you can do is breathe hard and whimper. "God, Caius, don't stop. I'm...so close." While he laps at both sides of your inner lips and sucks the hard bud of your clit, you feel him slide two fingers into your wet core, thrusting them in and out while his tongue continues its torture.

Finally, you cry out his name, your hips unable to stop moving while your inner muscles clamp on his invading fingers. You collapse back on the bed, your heart pounding in your chest. You reach up your hands to entangle themselves in Aro's and Marcus's hair.

Caius is about move to your side when you say, "Pants off!" Marcus moves the fastest and you grab his arm. In a low whisper, you order him to take you. "Fuck me, Marcus. Caius has prepared me for you. Now!" He needs no prodding, and positions himself over your body, then plunges into you, taking your breath away. He usually likes to get you used to his size, but not this time. He fills you completely, thrusting deeply.

You wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him down whenever he starts to rise off you. Aro kisses you, knowing he will be next. You feel Caius' cold hands kneading your breasts and arch your back into them.

An orgasm slams through you just as Marcus fills you with his cold seed. He is careful not to let his full weight on you, then rolls off you, his hand on your stomach while he lies next to you.

With other ideas, Aro lies on your other side, and pulls you on top of him. He brings your legs on either side of his hips, poking at your core with his hard and eager cock.

"Brother!" Caius protests angrily at being usurped. You reach out to touch his thigh, then wrap your hand around his cock, and begin to stroke it with a steady rhythm, tightening your grasp. He thrusts his hips forward into your hand and hisses with every other stroke.

You rise and fall over Aro, taking him into you as deeply as possible. When you start to circle your hips around, Aro's hands grip them, guiding them, rolling them while he thrusts upward, closing his eyes.

Feeling left out, Marcus moves behind you and slipping his fingers into your wet cunt, uses it as lubricant to push a long slender finger into your back hole while Aro fucks your cunt. You gasp and move your hips forward, until Marcus' finger slips out of you. Feeling empty, you push back against him and let him excite you as he wishes.

You pant loudly when Aro's cock causes you to climax hard, his thrusts only stopping when he cums inside you. "Miei dei, amore!" he cries out, before smiling up at you, opening his eyes to enjoy your pleasure expression, as he calls it.

He has barely moved from under you when Caius takes his place, pulling you back atop him. He thrusts in hard, his hands caressing your breasts.

Marcus slides up the bed to your left while you ride Caius, rubbing your back until he can tell you're about to climax again. Your hands press on Caius' chest, your nails unable to dig into his hard marble-like flesh. You cry out once before collapsing on your blonde mate, feeling him cum, his cold emission filling you.

The four of you finally rest, although your mates are fine. They know they can tire you out when you enjoy sex with them. This was more intense for you, and they assume you need rest, then perhaps a hot shower later to relax you.

You ask each of your mates to kiss you, telling them how much you love them. Each in turn whispers in your ear that they will love and adore you forever. Caius dresses and runs to the kitchen to get you a pot of hot tea. Aro cleans you up with a wet towel, while Marcus collects your scattered clothing, knowing you will still want to go to Rome Saturday.

oooooooooo

Saturday arrives, and you're dressed in your sexy Gothic Vampire costume, surrounded by three handsome vampires attired in their battle dress. No one at the convention knows these are real vampires, but they make such a fascinating foursome, many con goers ask to have their pictures taken with the Volturi masters and their human mate.

You laugh happily when Aro agrees to the first request, enjoying the sudden fame. Caius scowls until a pair of pretty young girls stands on either side of him, asking for a picture to be taken by a friend. He smirks and agrees, his arms draping around their shoulders, ignoring the smell of their rich blood.

Even Marcus is finding he has his fair share of admirers. This is very unlike anything he has ever experienced, but when he looks to you and sees you smile and wink at him, he acquiesces and allows costumed fans to have pictures taken with him.

You turn to Aro at some point and warn him, "Do not tell Felix we had fun, or he will hate me forever." Then you grin at him, flashing your fangs, causing Aro to roll his eyes. "Really, my dear?"

The End

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volturissideslut · 5 months

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Can you the volturi kings with a mate that is a tattoo artist and covered in tattoos. She gets turned into a vampire and discover that she has the powers to give vampires tattoos

𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 (𝕻𝖔𝖑𝖞)

Some NSFW thoughts, but its just a few sentences. Not proper smut.

They would LOVE your tattoos while you're human.

Caius would spend hours upon hours kissing them and tracing them with his tongue. Let me tell you, if you got his initials really high up on your inner thigh he would spend days, months, years, the rest of his immortal life with his head between your thighs just to switch between eating you out and sucking dark hickeys over that tattoo.

Aro designs new ones for you. Your body is art to him (with or without tattoos) but he gets so happy when you get one of his designed permanently etched onto your skin. He would foam at the mouth if you got a bite mark tattoo and told him that's where you want to be bitten when you're turned - it's like he's marked you already.

Marcus just things its so hot. So god damned unbelievably hot. He just can't stop staring at you. Strip tease him, I dare you. You'll be face down ass up before you can even reveal the newest design.

Also, if you tattoo yourself they'd let you practice on them. They're vampires, it doesn't hurt. And the design will fade after an hour or so because the venom that flows through them would break it down.

There was a fifteen minute period where all four of you had matching tattoos and it was the best fifteen minutes of their lives. Okay, that's a lie. But it makes top 5 at least!

After you're turned they fade a bit and then come back?? And everyone is so confused until they all realise your gift.

They make you put your initials on them. Aro has them on the inside of his right wrist (so he can always see it and so everyone knows he belongs to you) . Marcus has them on his bicep (he often shows it off to you when trying to subtly impress you with his muscles). Caius has it on his collarbone, halfway between is hear and shoulder on his left (and he takes every moment he can to be shirtless around you and flex)

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black-dhalias · 1 year

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Questionable Decisions

Love Triangle!Caius X Reader X Mate!Alec

This was requested by: @princessofthornsandroses

WARNING: Implied SMUT/Nudity, mentions of plague and illness, mentions of violence. AN: I know this has taken a lot longer than anticipated, but I really hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

~•~•~•~• ALEC •~•~•~•~

Your initial arrival at Volterra sparked quite the controversy amongst the Guards, they could not understand how you earned immortality. Could not fathom what good you brought to the Guard, but Lord Caius found you fascinating. Even as a human.

Before here, you knew nothing more than poverty and loss—stricken with grief and a need for vengeance. You were barely staying afloat, family ravaged by the sickness and death.

Now, you are a long standing member—not a necessary component, but you kept Lord Caius less cruel. Busy. That was necessary enough. He practically doted on you from the get go—and it drove Alec crazy.

Comparatively, Alec didn’t want to keep his distance from you—didn’t want to be away from you at all, but Lord Caius held the stronger hand. Cards on the table, Alec didn’t stand a chance and that infuriated him.

So the distance remained, it only served to push you closer to Caius; unbeknownst to you, deep down you knew you shouldn’t remain at his side. But he saved you. Turned you. Protected you. And you won’t lie, you enjoy the affection he gives. He would burn the world down if it meant you were happy. Kill anyone if you asked, without a single question.

That kind of devotion—it’s addictive.

In the same way, you were adamantly and unshakably loyal to him. Betrayal was unthinkable, and that sensation is what drove you two together. Absolute devotion. Even his wife, his trophy that sits in the tower, could not fathom it.

The grand doors open to reveal you to the throne room, burning the room with a cataclysmic grin. One that sends shockwaves through Alec, sets him on fire without a single touch. Painfully aware of you, struck with pique interest. Both healed and hurt by your presence.

“Y/N…” Your name rolls off Caius tongue, even sung by the worst of men—it sounds like a choir of angels. Alec cannot help, but wonder how you would say his name; would it wash over him? Would he be able to fight the urge to take you into his arms, leave this castle with you tucked away from Caius. Where Alec does not have to wonder what happens when the palace turns dark.

Alec would never worry again.

Faster than a blink, you are beside Caius without another word—smiling at him with perfect contentment. The eldest twin averts his eyes, the tiles had become a sanctuary away from the image of you.

If this is love, then Alec surrenders himself to the ache and burn. The Volturi has many rules, but one is absolute—what belongs to the Kings, is theirs alone.

Do you even realize you belong to Lord Caius? Do you care? Alec is sure you do, because that’s just how it is.

Alec pines after you in the silence that follows your departure with Lord Caius—if he knew physical pain, he imagines it would feel like this. Knee buckling and raw, like the universe has given him a burden too heavy for him to carry.

At the same time, he would carry that same burden from today until the end of time—so long as you are there. Maybe that’s too much to ask of forever, but it’s the only way eternity sounds nice. Alec couldn’t imagine a world without you, or a Volterra empty of your presence.

So the ache shall remain. A cruel, and heavy reminder that you have chosen Caius at every crossroad. So why would today, or tomorrow, be any different?

“Dearest Alexander…” His eyes rise to meet Aro’s, trying to push down the invading thoughts of you. Particularly his wild imagination and hope, wishes for you to choose him. The King flicks his hand out, flexing his fingers and while Alec fully knows Aro will know.

Somehow the eldest twin wishes that he could silence the thoughts, as he places his palm into Aro’s. Subverting his gaze to elsewhere as the King picks through his mind— “How very curious?” Alec looks up at him, lips tightly together as he shoulders his burden more pressing. “Have you always felt like this?”

However, Alec doesn’t need to respond—in fact, he unconsciously recalls how he completely froze the first time. How he saw you, and that was it… The feared Volturi guard had become a servant to your complexities—and you didn’t even know.

“Fascinating.” Aro drops his hand and Alec tucks it protectively behind his back, folding it into his other hand. “Not very many can withhold their affections, especially our kind.” Aro would have been whispering, like a hushed venomous tongue—which makes Alec’s stomach twist.

“I handle myself just fine.”

The Volturi king hmmms, almost as if he knows something that Alec does not--which is more frustrating than the king just ripping off the bandaid. Leaving the guard to his own struggles, the ache that he is certain will last forever.

That is the burden of knowing that you can not have what you want, and you are not willing to take the step. That is how Alec feels, and he will never be able to change that. To play this game, it has always been a losing game--one that he is going to continue regardless of what is to come.

Bowing his hand, he keeps that hand protectively tucked behind him and sets aside his own desires to take his leave.

In the same breath that he exhales, your scent--allusive and alluring, it is hanging on the air and clings to Alec in a manner that he did not expect.

You were addictive. An ever dangling desire, and it just happens that you leave right here--and he'll never be rid of you. Not so long as you belong to Caius.

"Alec-" He pauses, heading adjusting and glancing back just enough to show that he is listening to Aro. "Remember your place." He did not need a reminder of his place, and so he leaves. Well into Volterra, far away from everyone who could hurt him. Honestly, the list is short, with only one name at the top.

~•~•~•~• CAIUS •~•~•~•~

Once the throne room is out of range, Caius pulls you into his arm with a smile only you can match. To be with you is surreal, like water meeting the coast—you tore through each other similarly as well. A dangerous and catastrophic insanity, one that gave him just enough of a challenge to sate his desire.

To be fair, you were not his mate, but you were something more desirable to him. More challenging and unknown—you were the one that set the room on fire rather than calm the flames, then you would dance as the smoke embraced the stone. That is what made Caius so devote, you were the religion he could not shake. The hymn that he sang, your name dancing off his tongue as his hands grab at your hungrily.

The way your lips curl into a smirk beneath the kiss, he could only describe them as a scripture.

Is that not a religion? Something or someone so divine, that the fact that the grace you with their presence is enough to send you over the edge. Confuse the mind, and the intuition, change the way the brain processes information. In fairness, he held the same chokehold over you, but you were much younger. Much newer to this life, sired to him through blood and venom.

That is why he seemed so much more enamored than you, because no one believed he was capable of that kind of feelings. When it is all said and done, he was completely and irrevocably wrapped up in you. In everything you are.

No one would ever say anything less than ideal, never whisper anything Caius might here—feared you, just as they feared Caius. When your bodies fell through the doors and limbs tangled up, hair falling in whisps together. A blend of shades that meld on the sheets as he embraces your form as close to the mattress as he can.

You lean into the touch, cupping the back of his neck with the sensation of the soft blonde strands wrapping up at the base of your fingers. Vampires did not need air, but you were the breath that Caius needed to survive and that was enough.

Clothes had become nothing more than a barrier between bodies, that's the thought that crosses Caius' mind as he finally begins ripping through the barriers. He can hardly contain the urgency—the needy touch of your fingers enough assurance as you tear through his shirt. Another to the pile of ruins clothes.

While Caius tended to take his time, stripping away every layer and admiring how your body seemed to exist—you cared far less, and needing him as a human needs water. Buried in the sensation of Caius, of the certainty that comes with being in this bed. Nothing made more sense to Caius than the scripture of moans you release at every touch, the tickle of breath against your ear.

You are intoxicating to him. Not a drug or drink, but a fix nonetheless—something that he could not go without.

"To have you like this, I know no greater treasure." His words taste of that same certainty, you like the idea of knowing you are safe at his side. He is protection, a shield from the horrors you once knew. He would burn the world to see you bare beneath him as you are now.

The way your back curves up as you tug yourself forward, his hand at the small of your back—just still as he sees your lips move to form a word. "So long as you swear to take me as I am."

His lips twist into a smile, just briefly Caius is reminded that you are his match in every way. You were just as brutal and cruel, just as vengeful—filled with ugly scars and he loved every piece. He would admire the sharp and angled edges of your soul, knowing only how much he needed you day to day.

"Whether sun or moon—" He intertwined his fingers into yours, lowering your body, but never separating from you entirely. Lips inches apart until your back is against the mattress, and you feel him nearing you. So close. "I would take you regardless, steal you away from all the jealousies of the world." Caius seemed to recite poetry, the words rolling off his tongue every time you were near. Was that infatuation? Love? Devotion? Whatever your influence is, it is is stronger than any other desire—he would choose you before anything else.

Under the careful protection of these walls, with only the stone to hear your confessions—here in these rooms. You fear nothing, and know only pleasure and satisfaction.

~•~•~•~• YOU •~•~•~•~

In due time, you find yourself leaving the King’s room—door clicking back into place roughly as you turn around. In your distraction, the halls had become expansive and barren. While the Volterra was never quite quiet, it is during the early hours of the evening that the palace is the most empty. The Kings having retired to their sanctuary’s, and the guard to either their posts or rooms.

You had thought you would do the same, go to your rooms and wait for time to take its toll on the night. Not much to do beyond that. Some of the guard could leave into the city when the moon was high and the sky dark, but you—it was out of the question.

However, listening to the steps ringing off the stone floors—you find a rhythm in the steps. The sound seems to echo off the walls, and create a symphony of music... But then it is quiet and you are still. Reminded of a life you lost, and a world that you are no longer a part of—could you grieve any longer?

The way the air catches despite not being needed, its like your ache manifested physically. How could you be sure? While the certainty is nice, the rest is less than desired—you are a prisoner of circumstance. Your devotion seemed to make it more complicated, Caius is simply that—you rationalize you do not know love. You have never felt that, only know the poisonous poetry Caius sang every night. He held that power over you just as any king does his subject, maybe he believes he needs you the same way you feel you need him.

A hum of song, the hymns of piano notes dance through the air and you hesitate. You have to go this way regardless, to your rooms—so you continue along.

Its like heaven is touching earth, the music coming to an epic crescendo just as you pass the ajar door. You bite down on the inside of your cheek and glance towards your door, your room is only three doors down. It is close. You could just ignore the music and walk away without ever wondering, but you peek inside. You satisfy your curiosity and become even more intrigued—Alec.

You watch how his fingers glide across the keys, he does not hesitate or even seem to need music sheet. It is as effortless as you walking into the room, the way your feet carry you before you ever form a coherent thought. It was that easy.

If someone asked for the moment you knew, it was then—the way you couldn't tear your eyes away. Only interrupted as he abruptly stops, fingers hovering over the keys as you sit beside him. Wordlessly and ask nothing, except to be near him. Just for a second.

"Please keep playing..." Your words are like an electric current running through him, you note how his chest moves—inhaling and exhaling, eyes glancing at you only briefly. If you were not watching him with such care, you never would have noticed.

"Okay." The way his voice tremors on the second syllable, it is not broken, but woven in the same grief. It is familiar to you. When you want something, but have been denied it for far too long.

So he continues to play and you listen, only knowing the way your lungs fill with air. How your eyes close and feel the sensation of freedom, imagining yourself far away from Volterra. Once you wanted safety, but that safety has become a prison of gold. A royal palace of bars.

Could you live with yourself if you stayed another day? Yes, because you would be alive. However, a piece of you dies with every breath you take within this walls.

The notes carry you away and you fear nothing for a second, you see a tavern filled with laughter. Perhaps a symphony, or opera. Perhaps you see France, or the Americas... You always wanted to see the city. You've lived centuries and never seen a skyscraper.

Alec shifts on the long bench, eyes shift to see you with your eyes closed—admiring you, losing track of the notes until he embraces the confusion. Embracing you close and tucking his hand behind your head, just watching you with a very new certainty. One that is not made of stone, but seems to radiate the certainty of the sun. Your eyes widen, but settle almost in the same half second.

"What are you doing Alec?"

"Asking if I can kiss you—just this once, so I can know what it is I let slip through my fingers." Is that the difference? Of being a treasure versus being everything. Caius has everything and you are another treasure in his trove, but as Alec eyes you—it is as if you are everything to him.

"Only once..." You lean in, whispering the words.

"Just once." He whispers breathlessly, his touch is not urgent, but it is deliberate as if he aims to remember every sensation. Your arms wrap around his neck, and fall into him—he does not come up for air, but separates your lips from his. You feel the warmth of breath against your lips, "I would pay any price to do that again."

Devotion. That is what got you into this mess so long ago, and in the same strain, it is what binds you to promises. Leaves you sitting in the dark of your rooms for a day and night, burying the thought of Alec deep in your chest. Yet his eyes, although the same ruby shade manifest and stir something deep within you.

For those seconds, after he hushed himself and just held you. You could see forever in the ruby irises, imagined a greater eon than sitting idly as a treasure. You see a home, tucked away in the mountains, the green of trees hiding you away and the song of the birds to comfort you through the doubt. Through the fear.

You rarely felt fear since being turned, but Alec stirred that feeling up and intertwined it with every hope. Every dream and thought, seemed to be veiled by the fear that someone can take that away. As swiftly as you found it.

You tuck your knees up to your chest, sitting in the window seat—thick curtains of red behind you as you glance around the courtyard. You are not a guard, but a servant. That word seemed to hang onto your memory of Caius, of how you were there—hopelessly devoted to him.

No one touches what belongs to the kings, but Alec did—and it reminded you of your first day in the Volterra.

You tremor beneath the heavy duvets of your clothes, breath caught up in your throat and tied into a knot. You had watched your entire family die of plague, one by one and someone seemed to skirt by without ever tasting the bitter taste of the disease. You were left unscathed and that burned you even deeper than before.

"Stay here." The thing hisses, the haunting eyes of red seem to glue you into place as your heart beats ferociously in your chest. You have become a slave to your fear and terror, practically certain that you are going to die here. Even as the monster disappears behind a door, you are greeted with another.

You stumble back, but their cool hands grasp you and hold you upright with the softest of smiles. "Its okay." And you believe him—how could you believe him? You weren't stupid, but somehow you trusted him more than the others.

"Are you sure?" He nods, your lips purse together and you wrap your arms around you as a shield. Just wishing that you understood what was happening, but you just don't. You are stuck. Completely locked in place. You see the hesitation as he reaches out, but he does and places a hand on your forearm and rubs a soft round of circles in your skin. He does not hurt. He does not move too fast. He just watches, before speaking.

"You're safe here." There is a human veil of gray hanging over the memories, but you are certain—the first to show you kindness and comfort, had dark hair that curls close to the head.

You had twisted the memory, made Caius into your comfort for saving you, but it was Alec you made you feel safe. He was the last sense of human safety you ever felt, and it bonded you tightly to that misguided protection. How did you forget?

When the day turns to night, you rise from your position and feel the burning sensation of urgency. Different than you ever remember it feeling, and for the first time in a century, it is for more than Caius. It is for yourself, what you want... That is enough to send you running through the halls, certain of only one thing.

One person.

Of the love you know you can learn from Alec.

"I'm leaving." You announce rather abruptly, entering the throne room with a presence that is unfamiliar to most of them. You seem to dominate the space with your voice, standing taller than ever before.

"What?" The blonde king snarls, rising from his throne and while anyone else would cower—you stand a little taller.

"I. Am. Leaving." The words break through the walls of his affection and suddenly he is in front of you, practically nose to nose.

"You will do no such thing. You sound ridiculous."

"What's ridiculous is you thinking that's going to make me stay." You do not think there is a thing he could say to keep you here for another day.

"I can make you do whatever I want." He roughly grabs your arm, and while it does not shake you—Alec moves to your side, pushing Caius off. His eyes widening as he realizes exactly what he just did, and tries to stand as tall as you. Caius seems to grow crueler.

"Do it. Command me to stay and I'll hate you forever." That seems to cause something in Caius to falter, even in front of the other kings and the guard. He couldn't imagine you hating him. Hated the idea. You were so much more than anything Caius has ever been.

"Why now?"

"Because I have something, found the one thing I needed." Your eyes glance over at Alec, he follows your lead. He would follow you anywhere, but he doesn't have a clue what you are going to do next. You look back at Caius. "And I need to figure out what it means."

Everyone expects Caius to kill you both where you stand, Jane's fist clenched as she watches and tries to ground herself away from here. A stupid thing.

"Then go." He does not go back to throne, but walks out of the throne room, door slamming behind him. He is gone just like that, and you swallow. Suddenly not as afraid, but just as certain. Your eyes flicker up to Alec, edging closer until you take his hand. Without a word, you leave with him and walk until you are out of Volterra and deep in the countryside. Just you, him, and the stars.

You were still strangers in many ways.

"What now?" There is no waiver in his voice as there was at the piano, he does not seem as unsure. His grasp on your hand tightening as if it is a lifeline.

"We'll go anywhere." When you look into his eyes, a soulmate you almost lost—one that you almost let go. "But we do it together."

#imagines #requests #x reader #reader insert #request away #imagine requests #twilight imagines #Spotify #caius x reader #caius volturi #alec volturi #alec x reader #volturi x reader

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leahsflwer · 8 months

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Would it be a pain in your behind to write a Aro X reader (Gender Neutral)? Can be whatever topic your nasty little heart desires ;-}

Yes deary~~ it isn’t very long 🙏 but it is worth it I hope 😭❣️ ARO IS SUCH A FANTASTIC CHARACTER even with his bazaar laugh haha would smas- 🤍

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Aro Imagine “The Throne Room breakdown” (Angst-Fluff-Mild smut content)

Warnings: Angst, slight panic attack (not too bad), vamp murder, fluff and mild smut (very mild), being interrupted (cause it’s a bother 🥲)

Aro Volturi x reader (Gender fluid)

I entered the throne room checking that it was empty and closed the two large doors behind me, walking over to the steps. Looking upon the three thrones in thought. My mind was flashing through a hundred thoughts at once and I felt overwhelmed.

My feelings were changing so quickly and it wasn’t usual. I was usually peaceful and calm, but at this current moment it was different, I was upset and angry all at once.

Their faces flashed through my mind it was sickening and I wanted to throw up.

One of the doors opened and closed as a familiar figure entered the room. I wanted to ignore them until I caught onto the smell. It was Aro Volturi. He was not someone you could just ignore. But I remained on the steps as he walked over to me.

“What is on your mind darling?” He spoke up with his posh voice

“S-Sorry Aro I’m just.. in thought..” I stuttered out.

He seemed to understand my body language and put his hand out for me. I hesitated to move, but eventually gave in and took his hand, standing up and looking at him as he seen my mind.

“You’re unsettled by the food I see?” He sighed

“I don’t ever want to go against you my lord. But.. there was children amongst them. They had lives to live and memories to create, you can’t take kill them.. it’s not right” I yelled, which I shouldn’t have but I did, it needed to be said.

He nodded in return and returned to his throne, sitting down and making me nervous. He could instantly have my head ripped off and my body burned but he smiled at me and used his hand to motion for me to come over. I shyly walked up the stairs some more and stood in front of him.

“I never liked the idea either. I tell them not to gather the kids, but it is hard to separate children from their parents. Perhaps it is time that we made a slight change and make sure that the children are one hundred percent gone and not to be harmed. I hate to see their cute faces mutilated by blood sucking monsters.” He nodded

It was shocking to me, that he actually cared about my thoughts, he cared for the children and agreed to it all. I was happy and smiled at him, taking his hand.

“Thank you Aro. That means a lot, to not just me but a lot” I spoke up.

He was visibly taken back that I touched him without consent, but then a smile appeared on his lips. He gently guided me to sit on his lap. I got flustered at his confidence but adjusted so I was comfortable and looked him in the eyes.

“I’d do anything to see you happy my sweet Angel” he smiled.

He moved some of my hair from my face and looked at me from head, down to my body on his thighs. His hand on my waist grew tighter as he lifted up my chin, so I was looking straight at him.

I got a sudden rush over my body making me cup his face in return and press a soft kiss to his lips. He looked at me when I pulled back and raised a brow with a grin.

Aro gave no thought behind his eyes as he kissed me again, this time it was longer, passionate and left me hot. I oddly felt safe in his arms, sitting upon the kings throne with him.

Until the doors opened with a hugged thud and Demetri alongside Felix came in.

“Sorry to disturb you both” Demetri cleared his throat

“But we have some important news” Felix continued with an awkward nod.

Aro didn’t want to break from the kiss however, he continued for a moment before pulling away with a smile, he noticed how flustered I got and just chuckled, picking me up and playing me in Marcus’s thrown, walking over to the two and speaking with them.

Leaving me on the other thrown shy and flustered from his utter confidence.

#angst #smut #fluff #twilight #twilight preferences #Aro Volturi #Volturi #Bella swan #Edward Cullen #felix volturi #demetri volturi #jane volturi #alec volturi #Cullen #twilight imagine #Michael sheen #Michael sheen preferences #Aro Volturi Imagine

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Sorry I don’t know if you’ve done this already but if not, could you do a Marcus x short reader, maybe some nsfw/size kink. Please and thank youuu💓

My brother actually wrote this on his blog so here is the link to it

This is my brother's link to it so if it isn't the correct thing I will try to write it. I've never written smut before so it might turn out shitty when or if I do write it

P.s. I haven't opened the link so i don't know if it's the story or not, it's just what my brother told me

#aro volturi #caius volturi #marcus volturi #volturi x reader #vampire #twilight saga #carlisle cullen #boop #felix volturi

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The Witch Twin (Alec V. x OC) - Chapter 25 - Verdict

Summary: When I thought about my future, I was sure that I had the rest of my life vaguely planned out.

Then, my older sister moved up from Arizona to stay with us — and turned my entire life upside down.

I had no idea just how bad it had gotten until I was standing in a castle in Italy, convinced that I was about to die.

Length: 2.3K words (Complete fic 71.8K words)

Fic warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, death, explicit smut (M/F), referenced/implied past child abuse, emotional manipulation by sibling

Chapter warnings: None

Read on AO3 or read below

25. VERDICT

Chelsea was the first. She attempted to weaken the familial bonds between the Cullens, but her eyes widened in shock after a moment.

‘I can’t find them,’ she told us. ‘It’s as if they’re not there.’

I replied, ‘It has to be Bella’s shield. She’s protecting them. . . . All of them.’

Jane’s mouth twisted into a determined line. I saw Edward lurch towards Carlisle and, at first, I thought he was her target, but neither of the men dropped to the ground, screaming in agony.

‘I can’t touch them,’ Jane snarled furiously. ‘I can’t touch any of them.’

Bella grinned smugly at us and Jane hissed in anger. Alec put a comforting hand on her shoulder. The guard mindlink rippled with anxiety at the fact that the Cullens had so much protection from our gifts.

Aro instructed, ‘Eve, try to connect to their minds. Perhaps if you are able to link to them, her protection will be moot.’

I glanced out at the group and settled my eyes on Renesmee. It should have been easier, since I had linked to her mind previously. But when I tried to reach out, it was as if she wasn’t there. I could physically see her, so I knew exactly where her mind should be, but I couldn’t reach it.

‘I can’t reach them, either.’

‘Alec,’ Aro ordered.

Alec released my hand. He turned his hands so his palms were facing up. Black smoke curled between his fingers before it poured from his hands, gathering on the ground. It crept along the field, the dark smoke a stark contrast to the white snow. It wasn’t affected by a sudden gust of wind, or the crack that abruptly formed in the ground, although the latter made the kings break apart to stare at the ground in wonder.

The thick, black smoke continued to crawl towards the Cullens. Then, it hit an invisible wall. Alec’s lip curled into a snarl and his smoke began to creep along the sides of the barrier and upward, seeking for any weakness in the shield. I could tell from the annoyed look on Alec’s face that he found none.

Alec pulled his smoke away from the shield, but he let it linger around the base, still searching for a weakness. If Bella lost concentration for even just a split-second, it would slip in and they would be unprotected from Alec, at least.

At last, Aro spoke.

“Before we vote, let me remind you, whatever the council’s decision, there need be no violence here.”

Edward laughed darkly.

“It will be a regrettable waste to our kind to lose any of you,” Aro said. “But you especially, young Edward, and your newborn mate. The Volturi would be glad to welcome many of you into our ranks. Bella, Benjamin, Zafrina, Kate. There are many choices before you. Consider them.”

He let his words linger for a long moment before he said, “Let us vote, then.”

Caius said, “The child is an unknown quantity. There is no reason to allow such a risk to exist. It must be destroyed, along with all who protect it.”

“I see no immediate danger,” Marcus said softly. “The child is safe enough for now. We can always reevaluate later. Let us leave in peace.”

“I must make the deciding vote, it seems,” Aro murmured.

“Aro?” Edward called suddenly. The guard shifted uneasily at his confident tone.

“Yes, Edward?” Aro asked. “You have something further . . . ?”

“Perhaps. First, if I could clarify one point?”

“Certainly.”

“The danger you foresee from my daughter — this stems entirely from our inability to guess how she will develop? That is the crux of the matter?”

“Yes, dear Edward,” Aro agreed. “If we could but be positive . . . be sure that, as she grows, she will be able to stay concealed from the human world — not endanger the safety of our obscurity. . . .”

“So, if we could only know for sure exactly what she will become, then there would be no need for a council at all?”

“If there was some way to be absolutely sure,” Aro said, somewhat hesitantly. He was suspicious of what Edward was getting at. “Then, yes, there would be no question to debate.”

“And we would part in peace, good friends once again?”

“Of course, my young friend. Nothing would please me more.”

“Then I do have something more to offer,” Edward said with a grin.

Aro’s eyes narrowed. “She is absolutely unique. Her future can only be guessed at.”

“Not absolutely unique. Rare, certainly, but not one of a kind. . . . Why don’t you join us, Alice?”

“Alice,” Aro breathed.

Five others appeared at the opposite edge of the forest. They ran into the clearing, stopping between Edward and Carlisle. No one in the guard missed how they seamlessly passed through Bella’s shield. Now that we knew that it would not keep us out physically, Felix began to eye Bella eagerly.

“Alice has been searching for her own witnesses these last weeks,” Edward said, addressing Aro. “And she does not come back empty-handed. Alice, why don’t you introduce the witnesses you’ve brought?”

Caius snarled. “The time for witnesses is past! Cast your vote, Aro!”

Aro raised one finger to silence his brother, his eyes stuck on Alice, who stepped forward.

“This is Huilen and her nephew, Nahuel,” Alice said in her light, airy voice.

“Speak, Huilen,” Aro commanded. “Give us the witness you were brought to bear.”

The woman glanced nervously at Alice before she looked back at us and began to speak.

Huilen told us that she was a century and a half old, and that she had a sister, Pire. Her sister had told her of an ‘angel’ who found her in the woods and visited her by night. Huilen had warned her against seeing the man, especially when she saw the bruises on Pire’s skin. Pire disregarded her warnings and continued to meet with the man.

A short while later, Pire told Huilen that she was carrying the man’s child. She had planned to run away, knowing that their parents would get rid of both Pire and the child. Huilen followed her sister into the deepest parts of the Amazon, searching for the man, but he had disappeared. As time passed, Huilen cared for her sister, speaking of how she hunted for Pire, who ate animals raw and drank their blood. That was when Huilen finally realized what the child was.

Huilen spoke of how Pire loved the child inside of her. She named him Nahuel when he grew strong and broke her bones while still in her womb. Pire died when Nahuel ripped himself from her body to be born. Her last wish was that Huilen care for her son.

The boy bit Huilen when she tried to take him in her arms. She described the burning pain that shot through her body, and how she thought she would die. But when she woke from the pain, the child was curled up at her side. She cared for him, and they had been living in the Amazon by themselves for the past century.

Aro pursed his lips. He addressed the male that had arrived with the others.

“Nahuel, you are one hundred and fifty years old?”

“Give or take a decade,” he answered with a shrug. “We don’t keep track.”

“And you reached maturity at what age?”

“About seven years after my birth, more or less, I was full grown.”

“You have not changed since then?”

He shrugged again. “Not that I’ve noticed.”

“And your diet?”

“Mostly blood, but some human food, too. I can survive on either.”

“You were able to create an immortal?” Aro gestured toward Huilen.

“Yes, but none of the rest can.”

A shocked murmur rumbled through each group.

“The rest?” Aro asked.

“My sisters.”

Aro stared at him in pure amazement for a moment before he said slowly, “Perhaps you would tell us the rest of your story, for there seems to be more.”

“My father came looking for me a few years after my mother’s death. He was pleased to find me. He had two daughters, but no sons. He expected me to join him, as my sisters had. He was surprised I was not alone. My sisters are not venomous, but whether that’s due to gender or a random chance . . . who knows? I already had my family with Huilen, and I was not interested in making a change. I see him from time to time. I have a new sister. She reached maturity about ten years back.”

“Your father’s name?” Caius asked, his voice still filled with fury.

“Joham. He considers himself a scientist. He thinks he’s creating a new super-race.”

Caius looked at Bella and Edward. “Your daughter, is she venomous.”

“No,” Bella said quickly.

Aro looked at them all for a long moment, considering everything that had happened and what we had just been told.

Finally, he said, “Brother, there appears to be no danger. This is an unusual development, but I see no threat. These half-vampire children are much like us, it appears.”

“Is that your vote?” Caius asked, his tone clearly frustrated.

“It is.”

“And this Joham? This immortal so fond of experimentation?”

“Perhaps we should speak with him,” Aro agreed.

“Stop Joham if you will, but leave my sisters be,” Nahuel said. “They are innocent.”

Aro nodded solemnly. He turned towards the annoyed, frustrated guard with a warm, placating smile on his face.

“Dear ones. We do not fight today.”

All at once, the guard relaxed. Alec finally — though reluctantly — pulled his smoke back into the air. The low guard began to leave, with about half of the high guard, as Marcus, Caius, and the wives drifted towards the edge of the clearing that we had entered from. Alec and I remained with Aro, Renata, Demetri, and Felix.

“I’m so glad this could be resolved without violence,” Aro said to the Cullens. “My friend, Carlisle — how pleased I am to call you friend again! I hope there are no hard feelings. I know you understand the strict burden that our duty places on our shoulders.”

“Leave in peace, Aro,” Carlisle said stiffly. “Please remember that we still have our anonymity to protect here, and keep your guard from hunting in this region.”

“Of course, Carlisle,” Aro assured him. “I am sorry to earn your disapproval, my dear friend. Perhaps, in time, you will forgive me.”

“Perhaps, in time, if you prove a friend to us again.”

Aro bowed his head and finally turned away from them. We fell into step around him as we left the clearing.

“Eve,” Aro said. I stepped up to walk beside him, Alec drifting forward with me. “I am not sure if you noticed while I was listening to Edward’s memories, but it appears that the Cullens have told your father that Bella and the rest of their family are not human.”

I froze. Alec grabbed my hand as terror and rage filled my body. Aro turned to face me and I looked up at him in horror.

“He . . . he knows?” I whispered in a small voice. Aro nodded, watching me carefully. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut for a moment before I opened them. I begged, “Please, please, just do it quickly. He shouldn’t suffer for her crimes–”

Aro held up a single hand and I fell silent, biting down hard on the inside of my cheek. I gripped Alec’s hand so tightly that I could hear a high-pitched whine as a crack formed in his hand, but he didn’t even try to pull away.

“I have no intention of having your father executed, young one,” Aro said. “You, your mate, and his sister are the crown jewels of our guard. If allowing your father to live keeps you happy, then it is a miniscule price to pay.”

“Thank you,” I breathed in relief.

“Of course, young one,” he murmured with a small smile. Then, he said, “I do feel the need, however, to remind you that you still cannot contact him in any way.”

“Yes, I understand,” I said softly.

He nodded, then drifted away with everyone else. Alec and I remained where we were standing, choosing to follow them later.

“She is reckless and such a narcissist,” I hissed angrily. “She put my father’s life in danger, after she begged me to stay with him to protect him! I don’t care if she was absolutely sure that Aro wouldn’t have him killed because of my place in the guard, but it was still incredibly dangerous.”

“All she thinks of is herself,” Alec agreed. He took my face in his hands and said, “But your father is safe, my love. And, though you cannot contact him directly, you can still follow his life from afar. I’m sure that Demetri would be able to track him for you if you simply asked.”

I sighed and wrapped my arms around his waist. Alec put his arms around me as I tucked my head into the crook of his neck. “You’re right. . . . God, I’m just so tired of dealing with Bella and all of her shit. I thought I’d never have to deal with her again after today.”

Alec pressed a kiss to my temple and rubbed his hand along my back.

“Be patient, my love. I doubt that the Cullens will be able to keep themselves out of trouble for long. They will make another mistake, and they will not be able to slip through our grasp any longer.”

“I hope so,” I mumbled.

He laughed softly. He leaned back, then reached up to gently tilt my head up. Alec kissed me fiercely. His hand slid up to thread his fingers through my hair. I moaned, pulling him as close as possible.

When we broke apart, Alec hummed and combed his fingers through my hair.

“Come, sweet girl. Let’s go back home.”

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