Sam's POV.
Well, that was awfully intense." I said after our heads bobbed out of the water. We were still tangled in each other's arms, my legs tight around his hips.
"It was splendid, my lovely little love." he said as we swam towards the bank. He lifted me up by the hips and put me on he ground. It felt nice; the way the grass tickled my wet skin. He put his hands next to me on the ground and pushed up. He sat next to me and I leaned back on the grass. He joined me on the grass and I leaned my head on his shoulder and ran my fingers across his well-toned abs. In return, he caressed my outer thighs and pulled me close to him. I felt a few beams of light on my face and when I looked up at his face, I saw how his skin sparkled.
"O! She doth teach the torches to burn bright" he said softly.
"Who said that?" I asked inquiring.
"The great William Shakespeare, in Romeo and Juliet." I quirked my eyebrows up and stood up in a sitting position."That reminds me! I kind of borrowed your Romeo and Juliet book. I was bored and I got interested." I said.
"Oh, I didn't know you were interested in the classics. I would have got you to read all my favourites." he said eagerly and pulled my hair away from my face.
"Hey, I've always liked the classics. I studied the abridged version of R&J in Form 3 and Macbeth in Form 4." I said defensively. He still looked confused. "What are Form 3 and 4?"
"The Maltese system of schools is not like the British or American. After we finished primary school at the age of eleven, we would go to secondary schools. We would chose a subject and a language at Form 1- I chose French and Home Economics- and then drop the subject and chose another two different subjects at Form 3. Then you would spend 2 years at Junior Collage and then university.
"What did you continue studying on?" he asked. The answer came out easy and automatic, as it had done since I was twelve. "I chose European Studies and European History. I wanted to either go in PR or study law. But my deepest wish was working abroad." I said.
"Perhaps you would have come to Italy and we would have met anyway." he said thoughtfully. 'And drained you dry' was still hovering in the air but no one mentioned it. "So you were a democratic. So, let's see, what type of history did you study?"
"Well, mostly religious and revolutionary chapters. I remember getting so angry for the church's doings that I passed through a phase were I wouldn't believe in anything but some great cosmic power, stronger and powerful than me hovering above me." I said as I looked back through my teenage years. I used to have some serious religious issues, and even though I was a Roman Catholic, I could see the Protestants' point of view.
"How old were you?" he asked me, I felt his eyes looking at me with burning curiosity and fascination.
"Thirteen." he sat up straight and pulled me with him. "That was quite deep for a thirteen year-old girl. You have never truly lived your age, have you? I used to ponder about why you were so disciplined and composed for a newborn. I guess this explains the fact."
"What about you? We have never discussed religion before. I kind of felt like God left me after I turned. But right now I'm thanking him deep in my heart. If I hadn't turned this would have never happened."I said and realized only afterword how truthful my words had been. Had God not given me my irresponsible mother and backstabbing friends I would have never met my Alec.
"That's a nice way of looking at it. I used to be a Protestant, but it was truly all hypocrisy. I lived in a time where religion was the base of everything. I couldn't believe in a God who allowed thousands of men to get slaughtered and children tortured until they had a heart failure. The nuns and brothers in the old convent made life a living hell. They twisted our arms until they broke, made us eat our own vomit, and locked us in dungeons and chicken coups. Once we even caught a nun and a brother during the act of love. They locked us for a week in a cellar without food or anything to drink and whipped us everyday at midnight." he said as he looked far away, as if he was reliving a hazy memory that was now long gone. There wasn't pain or sorrow in his eyes, but a spark for vengeance.
"Let's not think about that now. Come on, let go and get back to earth." I said and put a soft silky kiss on his lips. He looked away and returned being his normal usual self.
"Hey, you asked for it." he said jokingly and kissed me in my forehead.
"Well yeah, I momentarily forgot that you're living history, mon chéri vieil homme(my beloved old man) ." I said.
"You dare call me an old man! Look at me! I barely look seventeen! You know, Marie Antoinette herself, queen of France was erotically interested in me, when I was at the French court jut before the revolution broke out."
"No fucking way! Hey, wait! I remember reading a source of an eye witness were some man tasted the blood of Louis XIV after they beheaded him and remarked that he found it surprisingly bitter. Was that you?"
"No, Dimitri was with us during the execution. Since the revolution brought much bloodshed it was the ideal place for vampires. You know, easy preys"
"And just out of curiosity, you never actually had sex with her, haven't you?"
"It is very much unbearable being close to a human without attacking, let alone-"
"Okay, point taken. But if you could have, would you have done it?"
"You seriously don't need to get jealous, though you're absolutely adorable when you do that. Marie was only extravagant in tastes and beauty, but you outshine get completely. It's like comparing the moon to the sun. Though she was beautiful her clothes and make up did much of the job, you could be wearing rags but you would still be the most beautiful woman on earth." he said. I felt as if I had just blushed. He worshipped me as if I was some Greek goddess. I felt as if I had mysteriously turned to Aphrodite and he was my Ares. The crystal blue water and silky green grass reminded me of Greek mythology for some reason.
"Oh, that's très gentil et magnifique of you to say so." I said. He suddenly got really close to me. He lifted me up and put my legs around his waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he touched his forehead to mine. We just stared in each other's eyes until I finally gave him a little peck on the lips. I tried to brake away but he held my head tightly to his lips by supporting my head with his hands with the other he was stroking my wet hair. He put my lower lip between his teeth and bit a little. I let my lips part slightly in pleasure and his eager tongue slithered in my mouth. It felt as if he was sucking my mouth, rendering me incapable to speak ever again. His hands were no longer needed to stop me from pulling away. Instead they roamed my body and circled my thighs anticlockwise from the outside to the inside. With his simple touch, it felt as if he was sending vibrations rocketing to the core of my body. My already wet bikini panties were getting wetter. His lips, or rather his mouth, left mine and were travelling down my neck. His lips never left my skin, until they found my ears. His tongue traced my ear's outline and then he bit lightly my earlobe. I felt a little helpless as he knew exactly all the points to make me melt into Jelly-Os, while I barley knew how to kiss properly. I let my hands linger down his shoulders and rub his arms. Then I trailed the path from his abdomen, over his abs and over his chest. I felt his erect nipples tickling my hands. Shyly I made myself pinch his right one slightly. He grunted in pleasure so I paid equal attention to the other one.
All's POV
He wanted her so much, all of her. She felt uneasy under his experienced grip but he knew that she was learning. Her hands travelled slowly over his torso until they stopped at his chest. She began teasing him, pinching his nipples. Her touch left one to believe that she was quite experienced, but her scent said otherwise. The water on her shoulder and body tasted of her, he licked until her shoulder felt almost dry. The only thing standing between him and her neck was only the halter-neck of her bikini top and the velvet necklace. He didn't dream of removing his mother's jewel from around her neck but he had wholly different intentions about the bikini top. If it were up to him he would have ripped the cloth from her body and had her there. But Sam for him was more than one of the girls he had raped over the centuries. She was different for him and not just because she was a vampire. As much as it annoyed him to admit that he actually had feelings for anything else beside his sister and himself, it was true. She was melting the icy facade he kept up and exposed him to much unknown feelings. She evoked things in him he had never dreamed of feeling. He knew he had to be slow and patient, and he three hundred years of that so he could resist a few more hours. He would feel sorry if he hurt her and not just because he wanted to have her, but also because he wanted her to enjoy herself as much as he would. He had never actually cared if his lovers were enjoying themselves, mostly because they would be screaming as he sucked the life out of them while having them. But Sam was his exception to his every rule.
He tugged at the dainty bow around her neck. The knot was slowly starting to get looser. "May I, love?" he asked her. Suddenly, something happened inside her brain that she could never really understand. Part of her screamed no her but the other told her why not. Yeah, why not? , she asked herself. It was not like she as going to get pregnant and end up as a teenage mother. It was out of the question that she could catch some S.T.D. or anything of that sort. And from the moral point of view? It was not like she could get married. And what she had with Alec was real. She needed no more confirmation of that. She loved him and he loved her. Period. Or maybe was she just being a chicken, because she was afraid to lose her virginity. All reasoned answers seemed to point to a yes, but part of her was still telling her no. So she found out that she had a severe case of erotophobia, the fear of sexual love. And the fact that she would have to get naked in front of him and see him naked embarrassed her to death (Hee Hee, death, been there, done that) but she should have had no reason to feel this way. She had once found her mother stark naked on the floor riding some stranger on the living room floor. She had even made the man leave out of the house naked as he was and threw his clothes out at him. He had been lucky that her house had long walls around it or he would have found himself naked in the middle of the street. She had not been afraid of the man, even though he was naked, then why be afraid of Alec. Perhaps the fact that he wasn't a virgin while she was as innocent as a rosebud disturbed her. Perhaps he wouldn't like what he would see or she would do something wrong. It brought her back to the erotophobia theory.
He was starting to worry, he had given her seconds, minutes to answer, but her body had gone rigid and she hadn't moved an inch. "Sam! Sam, if you don't want to it's no big deal. You don't have to do this forcibly." he said to her. She seemed to have stirred slightly at the sound of his voice.
She was ready to tell him no, not now but her voice came out in a soft purr of a "Yes." His whole face lit with the prospect while an icy chill ran down her spine. But his face of pure pleased glory turned into a semi-doubtful frown. "Are you sure, love? You look paler than you were a second ago." he said to her. She had no better answer than to cover up her fears with a good old lame joke. "Of course I get paler. I'm dead." she said and chucked nervously at him. He tugged at the cloth so slowly and delicately that the usual small sounds cloth makes while it moves were non-existent. She felt the cloth slide down a little, but she didn't let it go all the way down.
He kissed her neck and sent electrical shocks running through her. He wanted nothing more than to be with her. Just her. The whole world was dead to him as long as she was there. And if she would have left him he would have died out of grief and agony for sure. He was in perfect heaven. He thought it was worth it that he lost his chance for the better world. Being with her like this was not better but utterly perfection in the form of a woman.
He got up and pulled her with him. His hands were around her, supporting her bottom as she was wrapped like a koala bear to his torso. He kissed her deeply and even when they had to open the door, they never broke their kiss. He noticed that she was holding the top tightly to stop it from slipping away. She was still too shy for his tastes. If this was not pleasurable for her as it was for him they might as well just stop right now. He had to do something to calm her and sooty her nerves. He put her down against the wall. He stopped his lips from kissing her, but they still lingered in her skin. His hand travelled from the small of her back to the bikini's last bow. "May I, my lovely little love?" he asked sweetly. She should stop have stopped it, her instincts were usually right but how could something that made her feel so alive and happy ever be wrong. She nodded slightly and that was all he needed. The bikini top fell and she was standing semi-naked in his hands. She pressed her body to his, at least to stop him from seeing her for now. As she did so she realised how aroused he was, and how much it took him to restrain himself. His length was pressed to her stomach and it felt hard against her. He moaned in pleasure as her skin made contact with his, without the interference of cloth between them. He ran his hands from her inner thigh to her waist and caressed her right side of her breast as lightly as possible. His lips left hers and started making a trail of kisses down her body. She took a deep breath and tried to gather as much self-confidence as she could. She felt a little better. She pulled out of her cocky and cheeky attitude and left his arms. She moved at the speed of light in a way that he would not see her body clearly. She picked the black rose from among the others and held it in both her hands in a way that completely covered her chest. She smiled a little cocky smile and giggled at him jut before disappearing behind the thick curtain. Alec suddenly felt very eager and excited. He had seen a few glimpses of the glory that awaited him in the next room. He sucked air deeply to calm his overly exited manhood and grabbed a couple of red roses in his hands before he pushed the curtain aside.
She was still in doubt how she had managed to get her courage without fainting. She felt stressed, and just like the time when Jane was mentally burning her, she felt fog come to her. She pushed it away. This was their night, and nothing would disturb either one of them. She had come this far and now she had every intention of continuing. She placed herself in a way that she would hide her chest without using the sheets underneath her. She pulled her legs up and hugged her knees tightly to her chest. In the next moment he came in the room. He stood in the doorway and leaned like he was the picture of ease. He had two roses in his crossed hand.
"The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough." he said softly to her as he sat on the edge of the bed. "Who said that?" she asked him. "George Moore." he answered. "Tell me, love, I have already told you how beautiful you are in every way possible. Then why are you hiding yourself from me?" he asked her softly.
"I know that I won't please you. I'm embarrassed, Alec." she admitted. He shook his head and smiled kindly at her. "That could never happen, love. You should never be embarrassed by who you are, especially with me." he said and slowly pulled her leg down by her ankle. "How beautiful are thy feet, O prince's daughter! The joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman." He told her softly. She did not need to ask him were it was taken from as she was way too lost in him to utter a comprehensible sentence.
She was glad that he didn't just keep staring at her. Instead he cradled her in his arms, and kissed her. The kiss turned from sweet to passionate in a matter of seconds. He leaned on her until they were both lying on the bed. His hands slid down from her damp hair to her shoulder all the way down her breast. She made a little sound as he squeezed a little. They were both in a dreamy phase. Either of them couldn't believe that faith had been so kind to them, after all their suffering.
She wanted to make a move too, so before she could allow herself to chicken out; she made her hand slide down Alec's torso and move towards the bulge in his pants. She squeezed a little too and he moaned in pleasure. She wanted to make sure that at least if he had to teach her it would be bearable for him. With her pinkie she traced his trunks' waistband. She suddenly felt a little cocky. She let her little finger go just slightly under his waistband. She opened her eyes to see his reaction, which was mostly surprise and desire glinted in his eyes. "May I?" he asked her. She knew that he was referring to his trunks. She hesitated no more and nodded her head. He was more than happy to oblige. He got off the bed and slowly pulled down the trunks. The grin on his face spread as Sam first looked at him, ready and determined but at the moment of truth, her sight lingered on him for a second and then she put her hands over her eyes like a cute little pussy cat. He let the trunks fall to the ground, and picked up his roses and the black one, which were lying on the other half of the bed. He picked off the red roses' petals and put them in a bunch in a corner of the bed. Then he took the burgundy-black rose in his hands.
"Look up, lover." he said to her and opened just a small slot through her fingers so that she could see. He rolled his eyes at her and made her put her hands down. "You need to calm down, or we shall not continue until you're perfectly at peace." he said reluctantly. Whichever power ever was hovering above them knew how much he was exerting pressure on his iron-like discipline. She was just too lovely for her own good. But he was able to do it for her, his lovely little love.
"I'm okay, really." she said, proud that her voice didn't crack. "Then lie down, love." he said to her. She obliged without ever leaving his eyes. She lay straight down with Alec by her side. He started tracing intricate patterns with the black rose on her face. Every caress of the dark coloured flower was like a drug to her. He passed the flower over her chin, neck, shoulder, between her breasts and tummy, until finally going twice around her navel and back up again.
He gave her a little kiss on her lips, and in the same caressed her with the flower all over her body until he stopped at her breasts. He kissed her nipples softly, savouring in her flavour. She said "Oh!" as his lips touched her skin. Nobody in the whole wide world had reached that kind of place with her. This was even Alec's first time of touching her privates without any clothes on. She breathed deeply and felt completely at peace. She nodded to herself, yes; this was how it was supposed to be. This was why she got turned into a vampire. To be with Alec. Once again she felt as if fog surrounded her, but she mentally pushed it away and it was gone. Suddenly the feel of his lips became stronger until she could feel his tongue too. His slow tongue traced her tender skin as his mouth sucked. The small sounds of pleasure she was making were music to his ears. She involuntary pulled at his hair, and he actually felt it! She seemed to like it so he paid equal attention to the other one. It felt really, really good for her. She actually felt like she was becoming a woman. She felt heat down the middle of her body. His sent was driving her insane. She wanted more him, as much as she could until she burst. She shifted positions with him so swiftly that he only realised she had moved from underneath his grip when she was suddenly above him. "Now it's my time to play." she whispered seductively at him while she let her hands trail all over his body avoiding the one place which was throbbing the most. She let her hands trail up and down the middle of his torso, ruffling his few fine chest hairs. Her teasing hands stopped their trail just before they could touch his manhood. She got on top of him in a way that their sex could touch, but of course here was her bikini bottom in the middle. Alec though he wanted to tear the annoying cloth away. They could both feel how perfectly they would fit in each other. He could feel her hear emanating from her and she could feel how utterly complete he could make her feel, how he would turn her into a woman, take away her innocence for ever.
She trailed butterfly kisses down his chest until she stopped at his right nipple. She first kissed his erect nipple and then she slowly and hesitantly licked, leaving his scent rolling on her taste buds. She smiled as he heard him gasp and then moan as she bit a little. He could not stand his manhood. It had passed bearable and went downright painful. He couldn't take much more of this pleasurable torture. He grabbed her in his arms and kissed her ferociously on her lips. "Love, you can't make me want you like that without expecting that I make some steps that you're not quite ready to make." he said, his voice hoarse.
"Perhaps I want you to get a little rough with me." she said her voice teasing and sexual. What a teasing little vixen she was! He couldn't believe how much she could have changed in a matter of seconds. Perhaps she had a multiple personality disorder. She left him feeling skeptical.
"You want to see rough?" he asked her determined. "I'll give you rough." he finally got to fulfill the wish that had haunted him all evening. He slid his hand between her thighs and slid his index finger under the cloth. She gasped as she felt his fingers touch her pubic hair. He pulled the cloth which swiftly disappeared and was lost somewhere on the floor. He got above her and put his legs over her tummy. He took the red rose petals in his hands. He took a petal and placed it on her lips. Her eyes were open wide, a mingle between intrigue, innocence and confusion. He put two more petals on her breasts and with the soft velvety sides he slid his fingers slightly on her skin. He sprinkled the rest all over her body, making it look as if it was raining petals. The soft friction of the petals with her skin was making her feel suddenly hotter. She giggled heartedly with him. Her eyes sparkled and the rose on her lips was having difficulty to keep balanced over her constant smiles. One thing he loved about her among many others were her eyes. They shone depending on how much she was getting emotional. Her warmth was represented in her eyes. Her beautiful golden eyes. He placed a soft kiss on each eye lid.
"Do you want us to continue, love?" he asked her seriously yet softly. She blew the rose petal off her lips with one deep breath.
"This will hurt, won't it?" she asked frankly, she wasn't afraid anymore but that didn't mean she was a fan of sadism.
"I honestly don't know. I have never been with a virgin and especially not a vampire virgin. But I know that human virgins hurt the first time. But believe me, if it does just try to channel your pain to me, I'm quite capable of dealing with it." be answered her softly. Realisation hit her that she was about to kiss goodbye her innocence. She felt hysterics bubbling up her throat. "Ohmigod! Ohmigod! Ohmigod! I'm going to do it. You're going to screw me!" she said not so romantically but more out of pure panic.
"Calm down, love. Are you sure you want this?" he asked her. Her vision suddenly got fogged and she got that vision feeling. On the process of pushing it away, she pushed all her worry with it. She felt calm and composed once more.
"I'm sure. Just try to be gentile." she whispered softly. He nodded at her, as he was in complete awe. He was mesmerised by her in every way possible. She was mature and beautiful and she was now his. Exposed as she was to him, he was surprised by his sudden desire to just curl up with her in a ball. The simple touch of her skin was reward enough for him. How could he after dreaming of her willingly giving up everything for him, now at the moment of truth want to just be with her without having her?
"Are you having second thoughts me?" she asked jokingly, with just a spark of worry.
"No, love. I just want to make sure that this is what you really want. If you tell me no, though whatever cosmic power flows above us knows how hard it will be for me, I'll get out of the bed and the cottage and wait until you're fully dressed." he said concerned.
"Yes, this is what I want." she said slowly. "I'm yours to do whatever you want Alec."
His fingers went between her inner thighs and inserted a finger in her heat. She gasped at the sudden coolness inside her. She had known some men used to finger fuck their lovers and she thought it was completely gross, until now. The feeling of him inside of her was preparing her for the bigger deal. When her vagina regulated itself he inserted another finger and started moving them softly inside of her. He continued until his rhythm inside her picked up speed. She felt a white hot felling inside of her that traveled from her womanhood to her brain. A feeling so good it was almost impossible to describe. It overwhelmed her until she completely melted in his arms. She had then realised it had been her first orgasm.
He was completely ready now for her. The smell of her was on his fingers, he almost ached to ingest her liquids inside of her but he was one of those who did not believe in oral sex. After he removed his fingers from inside her he looked up at her. She was looking inquiringly at him, as if asking what to do next.
"Now?" he asked her. She nodded to avoid her voice from giving up on her. It was either nature or some cosmic poser that told her what to do next. She took Alec's length in her hands and shyly touched his head. A surge of white hot desire and pleasure hit him. She sent electrical sparks travelling all over his body. She pulled get hands away to allow him to position his length just above her entrance. He pressed gently to her, until he was just barely inside her. Her eyes widened suddenly and she couldn't help the "Ahhhh," that escaped her lips. "Ready?" he asked her once more. She nodded silently and opened her legs giving him full entrance to her. She said her good-byes to her innocence and welcomed heartily the new, bright stage of her life. He pushed and heard her whimper as he began tearing the tender flesh inside her and in the process permanently taking away her virginity. He started to disbelief that she had saved herself all for him. He felt as if he was slowly going to heaven with very inch he was moving inside her. "My brave girl, my beautiful brave little girl." he said as he lost his fingers in her hair. "It will be over soon, love. Channel the pain to me. It will be over soon, and then it will always be pleasure."
Her whimpers gradually turned to moans. He filled her completely. One thing that used to bother him was that he was quite small for this era. He had been born in a time were people were quite small. And though there was a gap of three centuries between them she was an utterly perfect fit to him. Perhaps there was such a thing as soul mates. He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began.
He pushed and pulled inside of her until he got her moaning and panting. "Alec...Don't...Stop...Ever." she said in husky pants. "Don't worry about that. I won't!" he told her before he kissed her deeply. Though he was still firmly inside her, she felt her body go back to normal. Though she still had that ecstasy feeling it was not the end of the world feeling. Though the world could have ended and they would not have noticed as long as they were together. "Alec, how was it for you?" she asked him with her hands caressing his back were her fingernails had dug so cruelly. "This was the most beautiful night of my life. And not just because we just made love but because you gave yourself to me. Out of all the people in the universe you chose me to lay your love on."
"Yeah, me too. But I mean did you like it?" she asked shyly. He chuckled disbelievingly. Love, you may not be experienced but you certainly cannot get any better." he said and hugged her closer to him. "How about you, did you like it?" he asked
"Are you kidding me? It was just... what's the word... Magical." she said. "Ah, my Sam. Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night." he said. She ended in putty at his hands. He always had this effect on her when he Shakespeare-ed her.
They spent the night in each other's embrace. They would go from rough to sweet. Fortunately the cottage survived with only a few blows and no rubble, though they could not say the same for the bed. The legs were destroyed completely and the bed had collapsed to the floor.
Sam's POV
After having the best night of my life and becoming a woman in the process, Alec was lying on my chest, while I leaned on the headboard of bed. With one hand he was caressing my breasts and I was stroking his beautiful rich brown hair.
Suddenly I felt fog surrounding me once more. The fog seemed denser than usual, as if it was getting its revenge on me for avoiding it this long. I leaned up hastily and I could feel Alec's surprise, even though I could barely see him.
"What's happening love?" he asked confused.
"I'm having a vision and I can't push it away. Would you mind if I check it out and get it out of the way? It's been bugging me since yesterday." I told him and looked outside. The temperatures around us told me that the time was somewhere between 2 and 3 o'clock.
"Of course you can, love. Come here." he said as he cradled me in his arms and shifted positions so that I could lie on top of him.
I let the fog engulf me; take me in its mysterious clutches. I opened my eyes and found myself wrapped in a turquoise blanket in the garden behind the clock tower. I was standing in front the rose bushes. Suddenly I heard voices behind me.
"So what do you think of her?" I heard the first voice say that belonged to Aro. "Well, she is certainly powerful, she wields powers beyond her imagination." the second voice which belonged to Alec said. My mind told me that this happened the day of the Romanian newborn army attack.
"Yes, but her habits worry me. I do not like the fact that she doesn't nourish herself as she should. It might create problems for us." Aro said pensively.
"Yes, from the few words we have exchanged I can see a very clear streak of rebellion inside her. She decided that she must go against her nature at all costs to prevent herself from killing humans." Alec informed him. Now they came into view, they were about twenty steps away from me.
"I can see Carlisle Cullen in her. He too had left for the same reasons. But he was not as valuable as she is. We must not let an opportunity like her go by." Aro said determined. I remember Alec had said something about the Cullens. They were like me. They did not consume animal blood.
"I understand, master. But why are you informing me of this?" Alec asked.
"Carlisle left because he had no bonding to us, so we must form a solid bonding with her that will make her stay here. The kind of bond only a mate can give. That's were you come in." Aro explained. My previous bliss was now replaced with gloom and ache. A deep ache in my chest that could not stop. I felt as if my heart had turned into a black hole, swallowing me from the inside. Reality hit me and it shattered my world like a beautiful dream, now gone only to be replaced by the truth. Alec did not love me. As painful as it sounded it was it was true. I turned in a heap of whimpers on the floor. I felt dirty all over as he had touched every inch of my body.
"Aro, you know I always oblige to your orders but this time I cannot. Mating is something serious which I don't plan to do anytime soon." Alec said grimly, his lips in a tight line. Lips that had touched every part of me.
"Just think about it. Think about the greater good! I will not force you into this; I could always ask Dimitri or somebody from the lesser guard to do this. I just though of you first because she already has a bond with you and it's clear that she trusts you. Surely it's not because of looks, because she's not half bad, then what is it that makes you so against mating with her?"
"Mating lasts centuries until forever. I want to spend forever with somebody I truly want to be with. But I don't think that asking Dimitri or anybody else is a smart way to do this." Alec retorted calm as ever.
"So is this a no?" Aro asked him hopelessly.
"I don't know. Perhaps I would like her. But it's not a certain yes. It's more of a maybe." Alec said thoughtfully.
"Excellent. I'm sure you will get along swimmingly." Aro said and the image distorted. Back to reality I was lying on the bed, while Alec was kissing my body at specific intervals. I felt disgusted and dirty all at once. I pushed him with all my force and sent him flying naked as he was through the walls which turned into rubble and smash into a tree. I got up and in the speed of light tore open my bag and put on fresh underwear and a blue sundress which was on top of the pile.
"What's wrong, love?" he asked as he came looking at me through the hole his body had made as it passed through the walls, his eyes round as saucers. I grabbed his trunks from the floor and threw them at him.
"Lies! That's what's wrong you heartless pig!" I shouted at him. He put on his trunks quickly.
"What are you talking about?" he asked me in confusion.
"I'm talking about this." I said and as if I had done it a million times before, I put my finger on his forehead and felt invisible fog engulf us. I took him back with me to the scene where I found out about Aro's plan. Vision Alec and Aro started talking once more and with every word they cut a piece of my heart.
"I did not know you could do this." Alec said in wonder.
"Neither did I." I said in anger.
"Sam, you don't understand." he said as he understood what was going on.
"Oh, then enlightened my feeble, idiotic brain!" I shouted at him.
"Sam, I will not deny that Aro asked me to court you at first, but I said no. I was had fully decided that I did not what to do it. But then something changed at the meadow, when you had pushed me in that tree. I saw how strong and beautiful you were. I fell in love with you."
"Don't you bullshit me about love! I don't believe you. It was only a plus that you liked my body cause it made your assignment bearable."
"No, love! I am saying the truth! I told him no. It's just that as I got to know you I realised how much I wanted to be with you and not just physically. Aro and his plan have nothing to do with us. It was just coincidence that I fell in love with you after Aro told me to court you and I rejected his orders."
"Oh, how convenient for Aro. You could have at least spared my virginity! It was the only thing I had left. I don't even own a cheap outfit! It was the only thing I had left but you had to take it too?" I asked as I just wanted to wash up and scrub Alec off me.
"Please believe me! I'll do anything for you just name it." he said as he got in his knees and touched the end of my dress. He disgusted me. Still clinging on his mediocre plan that I was gullible enough to fall for. I was not stupid, fool me once, fuck you and fool me twice, fuck me. I learnt quickly and just like the Volturi, I did not give second chances.
"Fuck off, freak! If you really what to do something for me, go to hell!" I shouted and broke the vision.
We were standing like statues that suddenly got reanimated. "Oh, and take this with you." I said and undid the bow on the back of my neck. I let it fall but Alec was quick and saved it before it ended on the floor. I grabbed my bag and fled in the forest to the clock tower as fast as my legs could carry me.