Macfaerie - Unknown

Macfaerie - Unknown

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Genre: Fan Fiction

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Status: Finished

Genre: Fan Fiction

Summary

Dark Times ... Bella is kidnapped and tortured, When she discovers who has taken her, things get even worse. She has to be held captive for her own safety. But who exactly is she being kept safe from? The title is what it is. This story has sex, violence, drama and will end up with (CP), E&B, A&J, C&Es, R&Em. Read to find out what happens.

Summary

Dark Times ... Bella is kidnapped and tortured, When she discovers who has taken her, things get even worse. She has to be held captive for her own safety. But who exactly is she being kept safe from? The title is what it is. This story has sex, violence, drama and will end up with (CP), E&B, A&J, C&Es, R&Em. Read to find out what happens.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Macfaerie - Unknown

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Dark Times ... Bella is kidnapped and tortured, When she discovers who has taken her things get even worse. She has to be held captive for her own safety. But who exactly is being kept safe from? The title is tempory. This story has sex, violence, drama and will end up with CP, E&B, A&J, C&Es, R&Em. Read to find out what happens

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: November 29, 2010

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: November 29, 2010

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SM-Owns All of Twilight, I have barrowed the Characters and used them in my own version of what might have happened.
A/N - This is a new one for me, I tried dark once before and couldn't quite complete it. It's still in my head but kind of hit a dead end. This one however is flourishing. I dont think it will be very long but I wanted New and Improved to be like 20 chapters, and it's in the 30's and still going. So look out. I hope you like this one. It's ... Different.

Title – Unknown
Chapter 1 – Hostage
 
BPOV
The room is dark. I’m cold and tired and hungry. My arms, legs, and neck hurt. I don’t know how many days have passed. I tried counting but gave up when they turned out the lights. They are the ones that took me, cold hearted, calculated killers. Laying here on the dirty floor a small tear escapes my eye. My body betrays me, even now, continuing to give to them everything I have.
I can faintly hear voices; it must be time for the pain, again. It happens less frequently now, or at least I think it does. Either that or my body is learning to deal with it. I hope it’s the boy again. He is gentle with me and always asks first. The girl is rough and doesn’t stop until I pass out.
Wait … something is different. I think they seem to be arguing. Pulling myself closer to the sound of their voices, I listen.
“You are a fool. She has no feelings for you. Stop being nice to her!”
“NO! She doesn’t deserve this. I only shared her with you so that you wouldn’t tell the others, and now they know. You can’t have her anymore she’s mine!”
“Fine Edward if that’s how you want it. Take her, but Carlisle told me that if you don’t bring her home tonight he is cutting you off, and he will send the Volturi after you in three days time.”
“Rosalie I will kill you for this! I swear!”
They have names … I hadn’t heard their names before.
Distracted by learning something more about them, I didn’t notice the locks on the door opening. It’s obvious that there are many and a chain too. I hear it drag down the door to the ground, pulling my attention away from this new information.
I don’t know why they bother locking me in when I clearly couldn’t find the door even if I wanted to. I am too weak and the darkness is completely consuming. I cover my eyes as the door opens, attempting to adjust to the miniscule light it releases.
“Please, no more. I will do whatever you want. I have money I can pay you.”
I hear a laugh, sort of, “Hmph, I don’t want your money, I have plenty myself.”
It’s him … Edward.
“What do you want with me? Why do you …” I almost couldn’t finish, and I didn’t have to … he knew.
“Hurt you?” he finished my question. He voice sounded weak and defeated.
 “Yes.” I whispered.
“Come, get up. Can you stand on your own?” He asks ignoring my question completely.
“I think so, but … are you letting me go? Just like that?”
There was that laugh again, “Hmph” mocking and sarcastic.
“No, I am moving you. I am taking you home.”
“Home? You’re taking me home? Who’s home, mine …, or … yours?”
“I am taking you to my home. My, father, has requested that I bring you to him. However, I must hurt you again before we leave. Otherwise, I … we won’t be able to make the trip … safely.”
“Fine.” I resolve bluntly. “I believe it will hurt the least here.”
My eyes are still too unfocused to see him clearly. His hair is a messy coppery color, with light shining from behind him it looks that way. His face is shadowed by his size. He approaches me delicately, and kneels between my legs.
His cold hands tenderly roam from my ankles to my knees, and he stops.
“Are you sure that your arm or neck would not be … less … painful?”
“The woman took from my neck last time and you took from my wrists. They are very sore. She took from here …” I said pointing to my inner thigh on my left leg, “the first time she was with me. If you take from here …” I pointed to my inner thigh on my right leg, “it will hurt the least.”
I question his kindness, and yet ponder why such a monster would stop to consider my pain.
He doesn’t speak but continues to place his cold hands on my thighs. He squeezes them, gently, and moves his knees further between my legs, widening them. My heart, like my eyes, betrays me and quickens at his closeness. He smells so delicious, but not like food or candy. His smell is like a craving you have, but can never quench. Like all the things, you love to smell all at once. It has a dizzying affect on me.
Unable to stop my body from reacting to him, my head falls back and my lips release a small whimper to his touch, and his smell. He brings my attention back by stopping and talking. Which turns out to only further my craving for him, his voice is like smooth silk wrapping me in a sweet cocoon of ecstasy.
“Are you alright? Can I continue?”
“Yes.” I surprise myself at how silky smooth my own voice is, inviting him to take what he wants from me.
“It will only hurt for a moment …” His breath is right on my face so close I want to suck it.
I find I am inhaling his words and telling him to take me. “Yes.”
I feel him rub the spot I know will be the location of my pain soon, but I don’t care, he is touching me and that is all I can think about. My head rolls back again and my body begs him to touch me, and take from me. My heart rate increases even more, I can feel a slight sweat break out all over my body. Moisture is pooling at my center wetting my panties and calling him to take me.
Lost in lust and sensual delight I’m suddenly spilling over the edge of a giant roller coaster. I feel him rip my flesh, but his lips are kissing the spot so quickly I hardly notice the pain. Uncontrollably my hips squirm under his grasp. He tightens his hold and begins to moan as he drinks from me. Pulling me closer to him, he breathes on my center. My hips thrust off the floor and he grabs my ass holding me up to him. My body gives into the ultimate betrayal, I feel my center tighten and my panties are now soaked with my juices.
His lips open and his rough wet tongue runs across the wound to seal it. I start to whimper knowing he will pull away leaving me wanting him. I raise my head to look at him. I see a bright red glow in his eyes from the little bit of light in the doorway. He licks his lips and I copy him. My body is hot and wet with perspiration and anticipation. Madly my center rocks towards him.
He looks down, and I follow. He pulls me into his lap and grinds me roughly into his crotch. I can feel his hardness. A moan escapes my lips and my eyes roll back into my head. Suddenly he is crushing his lips to mine and I can’t breathe, but it doesn’t seem to matter. He pulls and pushes me harder against him. Moaning and growling into my mouth.
One hand reaches up to hold my head to him and the other pushes my center as close to him as possible, it’s like we are becoming one. My body fits into his perfectly. I wrap my legs around him and let out a taunting moan. Daring him to want me more, push me more, and let me release him.
Before I know it, he flips me onto my back attacking my neck with his lips and tongue, worshiping me, grinding into me.
 My body’s betrayal of self-preservation astounds me when I hear my lips begging him to take me, take all of me. Pleading with him to come to me, welcoming him inside me.
“I need you inside me, please take me. Now.”
Pushing into him harder, he looks me in the eyes and I see their color has changed, the red is gone, and his eyes are a soft honey color. They are, not blood red … merciless and hard, but loving and caring.
“Please … Edward …” I pause.
He is shocked but only for a moment. The look on his face tells him something I don’t know.
He sits up slightly and unbuttons his pants. I close my eyes waiting for him to fill me, to take me and help me to my own release. I feel a tight tug and hear a wisp of fabric. He ripped my panties off completely, tearing away the final barrier gaining him full access to my traitor body.
My mind is pleading for protection and safety, but my body withers and grinds begging for excitement, and pleasure. I know there will be more pain, careless to its eminent arrival I beg more from him.
“Edward …” I call out his name, earning a strong growl and a thrust.
Breaking my last encumbrance, He fills me pumping and thrusting inside me. He is hard and cold. His hands grip and my thighs pulling my center closer to his. As he pounds into me, my entire body gives over to him. Inhaling his scent, welcoming his breathe and kisses on my hot flesh. I am dripping with perspiration. My legs tingle and burn cold with his touch. My core pulses and burns hot like fire. I scream his name.
“Edward, make me cum.”
He grunts and moans at me. Each trust pushing further into me, rubbing at just the right spot. He must be close too, as he begins to pull out further and thrust in harder each time earning a new scream of passion from my lips, begging him to go on, begging for him to release us both.
Finally, I can’t hold on any longer and feel my insides tighten, every muscle contracting and embracing his hard cock. As I increase my hold around him my legs pull him into me even more, I feel his cold sap, as it fountains into me, causing me to cum again.
Throwing my arms wide I fall the floor exhausted, cursing my body for its treason and my heart for wanting to have him again.
Exhausted my body lays limp, he reaches his lips to my ear and spits out the words like venom,
That will never happen again.”
A single tear falls from my eye. He licks it off my cheek before picking me up and throwing my weighted body over his shoulder and running us out of the room up a flight of stairs and out into the night. I give into my despair and collapse before we are out of the building.


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