When Ends Meet (Marcus & Aro Volturi)

Chapter 6: Confusion Of The Heart.

I stare into the mirror with an astonished smile. Purple and blue marks litter my body in different shapes. I trace my fingers over a small bruise that Marcus had left when he sucked on my flesh. Those love bites continued down my body and even between my thighs. Four larger marks rest on both my hips and wrists. I brush my fingers over the evidence of his love and find myself chuckling at the memory.

"Admiring my work?" He says as he leans against the frame of the bathroom door.

"Oh yes...too bad they will be gone in a few weeks." I continue to caress each bruise with a bit of disappointment in my voice.

Marcus hugs me from behind. We stare at each other through the reflection of the mirror. "They will disappear, but I will be sure to replace them." He says with a mischievous grin.

I laugh, turning myself around in his arms. "Is that a promise?"

"More or less. When you turn, I'm afraid they will be gone for good."

"Then I guess you'll just have to love me harder to make up for the loss." I lean up, kissing him softly. His hands find their way to my bottom, squeezing them. A lustful sob slips from my mouth and Marcus immediately has me sitting on the bathroom counter. He peels off my robe and starts to knead at my breast. I pull away needing air, but Marcus then takes to kissing other places of my body. I look down to find him sucking at my inner thigh, leaving fresh marks to accompany the old. I watch as he begins to trail deeper to my center when a strong stroke of his tongue electrifies me. I feel my back against the mirror, as Marcus pulls me towards his mouth. I gasp at the ticklish yet gut flipping sensation. He eats at me eagerly. His tongue sweeps from my clit down to my hole. I didn't think it could get any better, until he inserts two fingers into my wetness. He flicks his tongue against my nub, as he thrusts steadily into my cunt.

I can feel the wave of my climax fast approaching. I feel myself stiffen, and my voice no longer contained. I cry out with the release, and Marcus still relentless between my legs. I feel my head becoming clouded with the relief of my orgasm and the powerful climb of yet another. I curl toward Marcus, fisting at his hair, when a firm knock on our bedroom door sobbers us. Marcus growls at the disturbance, and tries to continue, but I push him away. "Marcus, you can't. What if it's important?"

He scoffs in the direction of the door. "Nothing is more important than you, Tesoro."

I pull him up, with a smirk. "We have all the time in the world. Just go answer the door—and wipe your mouth!" I flush at the glistening of his lips.

Marcus grabs a cloth and briefly wipes his mouth. "Maybe I should have kept it there to show the idiot at the door what he had just deprived me of." He says in a snarky tone.

"Don't be dramatic." I roll my eyes. I hop off of the counter and wrap my robe around me, ensuring to cover any visible markings.

I sit on the bed, while Marcus heads straight for the door. Upon opening it, I can see Marcus' shoulders stiffen. "Aro." He says not bothering to hide his annoyance.

"Good morning to you too, brother. I have come to personally fetch you for court." Aro's voice rings.

"You're becoming awfully proactive. Are you well?" Marcus narrows his eyes, making Aro notice his blackened irises.

"Oh...have I interrupted something?" Aro says but not at all apologetic.

"As always." Marcus grits. With a heavy sigh, he turns to me. "Ana, I will be leaving for court."