Chapter 19

Jane

Spending the weekend at the Cullens was the best idea Bella had had in a while. What human willingly spends time with vampires, sure she grew up around them but still, she barely knows these ones. Bella got to spend time with Rose, Alec with Irina and Tanya and me. We went to Settle to go hunting. I enjoy every minute we spend together.

Flashback

I pretended to stumble down the street to attract the scum of the human race, I was pretending to be a young drunk girl. Bait. Tanya and I actually had a brief argument about it.

It was not even ten minutes when I allowed myself to be dragged into an alley by two men. They have no self-control, vampires are ruled by their baser instincts but even they have more control than this.

Tanya didn't even give them a chance to speak. She hit them both over the head knocking them out. They both went down as soon as we were hidden in the alley. We pulled them to the end of the alley, better safe than sorry.

Watching Tanya feed was arousing, but I knew we weren't ready yet, but as soon as I finished eating she pushed me against the wall and kissed me, hard. I liked kissing her especially when she was dominant over me. It feels great to relinquish a bit of control. For a moment.

We also went for walks in the forest and spent time talking about our past. I learnt that she enjoyed reading just like Bells, she had travelled a lot of Europe but had never been to Africa or the Amazon. I knew that Sasha was her great Aunt. She talked a lot about her sisters but never any specifics. She respected their privacy which I admired a lot.

We got to know each other during that weekend and it helped that we didn't have to sleep. We spent some of the time with the Cullens but most of it was just for us to be together.

I was just concerned about Bella and her nightmare the last night we spent at the Cullen's. She woke up screaming and trashing, even Rosalie couldn't calm her down.

Alec

Irina and I had spent a lot of time together since we met but this weekend was really special for us.

I had booked us a room in a penthouse suite in a hotel in Settle. I was wearing a black tuxedo with a red vest. Black tie. White shirt. And black shoes. Polished.

The room was an off white colour with a kitchen.

Granite counters and cherry wood. An island with a red and a white stool. Double door fridge.

A living room.

Decorated with a plasma TV, leather couch and love seat., hardwood flooring all over the room. Sliding doors led to a balcony, that overlooked a forest.

The bedroom was the main attraction for tonight.

California King bed with dark blue and black bedding. His and her's bathroom. Jacuzzi bathtub and a shower big enough to fit four.

I decorated the pathway leading from the door to the balcony with white roses. 'red is cliché' she arrived wearing a beautiful Valentino. Red umbré to black. Shoulders exposed, backless.

These were only a few of the adjectives I could think of to describe what she looked like.

We drank aged wine infused with blood on the balcony. Danced in the moonlight. The light made her diamond skin glow. I was not just in love but she was my whole world.

I pulled her into a passionate kiss. I felt a tightening in my pants as she threaded her fingers into my hair. I pulled her impossibly closer.

She undid my tie and took off my blazer. I pulled her towards the bedroom.

I pulled off my shoes while she took off my vest and ripped off my shirt. I kissed and tasted the skin on her neck and shoulders while she struggled to undo my belt and pants without ripping either.

I pulled the zipper of her dress down and it fell down her body. She wasn't wearing a bra but she was wearing a black thing that contrasted beautifully with her pale skin.

I pulled her onto the bed and climbed on top of her. I kissed and nibbled her neck. Her breasts. She tasted heavenly.

Down her stomach, I pulled off her thong with my teeth and kissed up her legs until I reached her apex.

I knew from my first taste I would be addicted to the sweet nectar that flowed from her. Her mewls and moans only fueled me further.

I pulled her closer. Wrapped my arms around her hips and thrust my tongue as far as it could go. Drinking like a man in the desert. Slurping and eating like a man ravishing his last meal.

Divine. Every last drop. The texture. The response was everything. When she was near her climax I thrust two fingers into her and curled them.

I bit into what was once her femoral artery.

Permanently making her mine as she screamed my name to the heavens.

"Alec!" my name has never sounded so amazing.

She panted trying to catch an unnecessary breath. She pulled me up by my hair. She kissed me softly.

When I pulled back to look at her. To ask for her permission. All I saw was love and acceptance. She accepted me not only as her mate and dominant but also as the monster I had become to see myself as.

I took a hold of myself and slowly started to insert it into her. 'she is so warm and tight. I hope I will last long enough'

In the middle of my monologue, I noticed the pinched face she had. ' I was not long but I made up for it in width.'

I slowed my entrance. Slow short stroked to allow her to accommodate.

"Just take deep slow breaths," I said to her

"It feels like my first time all over again," she replied with a shaky laugh.

After a few minutes of short shallow strokes, she started to relax and moan.

She begged me to go faster so I did. She raised her leg to put it on my shoulder.

She felt amazing in this position.

So I lowered myself. Kissed her. Used one had to play with her breast.

Harder

Faster

Harder

Faster

Until the bed was banging against the wall.

Vampire strength forces it back and force

Her moans and whimpers got louder

Less coherent

She got tighter

Wetter

I was inside my mate the love of my life.

Our mutual orgasm was the best I have ever experienced in my life

I marked her again.

Accepting her as my life partner. My submissive my mate.

Coming to Forks was the best decision of my life. I have Bella to thank. She is the one that insisted on coming here and staying here. The Denali tend to avoid the Volturi like a plaque. Who knows when I would have met Irina.

'Thank you Bella for giving me the opportunity to meet the person that would make my existence worthwhile.'