Chapter two: The meadow
Bella and I had slowly drifted apart during the last days of summer. It might have been Alice telling me about her vision, or perhaps it was something between us that was hidden and surfaced because of it. The bond that once joined us seemed to fray at the edges.
I couldn't get anything out of Bella, but when I studied Chief Swan's mind I found out that a friend of hers from Phoenix, a certain Nathan Johnson, often visited her. He stayed for hours in her room. Surprisingly, I didn't feel jealous at all. The strength of Alice's clairvoyance affected me and shifted my feelings.
I felt as if a burden had been lifted from me. Thanks to my sister I knew that Bella had a happy, sunny future waiting for her. She would not become a monster like me; she would get to live a happy, normal life.
I examined this weird sense of estrangement from Bella, wondering if it had been present before Alice told me of her vision and Carlisle expressed his theory of different worlds.
As I watched the other strand of the Quillayute River opposite me, listening to the melodious sound of running water, I felt as if I was near some enlightened thought that would answer my questions. The meadow was very peaceful, a stark contrast to the usual turmoil of my thoughts. The petals of a flower floated serenely on the small pond by my side.
I'd read about visions in scholarly papers I stole from Washington University. According to one theory, the future revealed by them could not be changed. It had to exist for the premonition to occur. If that was the case, how could it be that sometimes we were able to derail the circumstances that caused the vision?
I took out from the pocket of my denim jacket the slim sci-fi book the friendly librarian had advised me to get. I needed to wrap my mind around the concepts surrounding the notion of alternate realities. I smiled when I remembered the conversation.
oOoOo
"You can look up Dr. Hawking's book." The middle-aged woman adjusted her glasses, looking up at me from the screen where she'd been entering data in a spreadsheet. I was amused that in her mind, she thought I was just a cute distraught student. It wasn't that she didn't find me attractive; she just preferred men like George Clooney.
"Do you think that'll help me?"
"It should. Dr. Hawking has a great theory involving thermodynamics, cosmological arrows, entropy and-"
As the enthusiastic librarian went on, my mind inevitably wandered, repelled by the highly abstract language the woman used. The level of the physics classes I'd taken all these years hadn't prepared me to deal with such sophisticated theories.
I held up my hand and used my most charming smile. "Sorry, but that will be too complicated for the op-ed article my school paper requires. Don't you have, you know, more basic stuff?"
The woman snorted indignantly; in her mind she was bemoaning the lack of academic drive of the current generation of students. Nevertheless she opened another browser window in the desktop computer she was using. She finally clicked on a link and sniffed, lifting her glasses and grabbing a pen to note the shelf number.
She gave me the small piece of paper. "Years ago I read a good story by Larry Niven. It's called 'All the myriad ways.' Very intriguing, but I'm sure it won't be enough for-"
I snatched the piece of paper from her hand as if it were manna from heaven, smiling demurely. "That'll do for a start. I'll come back when I need more info. You've been most helpful, Mrs…"
"Wickham. Be sure to look up Dr. Hawking's book though, if you want to prepare a thorough report."
"Will do."
oOoOo
I closed the slim paperback, caressing its soft cover while I mused about the story. Frankly it was quite depressing. The protagonist couldn't deal with multiple realities. I found it hard to concentrate on the book because I was thinking about Jake in Alice's vision. The way his biceps bulged, his chest heaved and his pert nipples stood erect in the cold catacomb beneath Volterra.
I hadn't noticed how handsome the wolf had grown lately. Then I corrected myself, Jake had always been strikingly good-looking. The reason I hated him at first sight was because with his long, ebony hair cascading around his sharp cheekbones, framing them most enticingly, and with his dark eyes glinting with humor he was prettier than Bella. It had been distracting.
I was afraid she would choose him over me when Bella showed interest in the mutt. After all, he had many things I didn't. He offered Bella the prospect of raising kids and having a normal family life. He was determined and hard-working, a good model for his tribe.
I picked up the book, trying to read some more. After gleaning the information that the man was going to off himself, I threw it on the pond. I sneered at the paperback as it sank below the rippling water. The small waves originated right in the center of the pond and spread across its dark surface. It was funny how the small disturbance affected the whole pond, just like Alice's revelation about the future threatened my relationship with Bella. Though if I was honest, that relationship appeared to have disintegrated just as surely as the withered petals of the flower whose smell still lingered in the air.
Bella would be happy with her guy; but where would I find that closeness I once shared with the brunette girl? I snorted angrily, inhaling the sweet scent of the pine needles all around me.
Just then I caught the elusive scent I'd perceived on the outskirts of the Volturi's citadel under the Italian sky. I sprang up, forgetting momentarily the doubts about my lonely future as I ran towards the copse to my left. Snarling, I crouched, ready to face the enemy.
Jane's sanguinary thoughts struck me like the cold water of the nearby Quillayute. I was scared for Bella and Jacob, my family, and Forks.
She glided across the meadow as weightlessly as the spring fog, silent and elegant. Her blond hair was neatly tied in her signature braid while her black cloak billowed like it was the cape of a marble Greek statue come to life. Jane's eyes were red beryl. I grunted when she smiled predatorily.
The petite blond vampire lifted her slim hand. "Greetings, Edward Cullen!"
"What do you want?" I trembled, ready to spring at the deadly vampire; knowing it would be useless if she decided to use her powers.
"Do not fret, for I do not intend to harm you!" Jane smirked; her usual predatory smile was absent this time. In her thoughts there was a gnawing preoccupation, a kind of anxiety unlike anything I'd ever received from a Volturi.
I took a step towards her. "What brings you to America?"
Jane crossed her slim arms as a stray sunbeam shined on her hands, making them glitter like deadly diamonds. "I trust Carlisle has told you about the extreme variety of our… talents."
I shook my head nervously. I hesitated to bare the intimacies of our family life to the slim, deadly beauty, but I decided I had no other choice. If Jane wanted it, she could easily summon the rest of the Volturi guard and wreak havoc on Forks. She could even decide to kill the shapeshifters and Jacob.
My mind strayed to the scene I witnessed in Alice's vision, the wolf defending himself valiantly against the combined might of the Volturi. I could not risk Jacob's life; I would not taunt Jane with half-truths.
"He told me enough. Carlisle is notoriously reticent about the time he spent with the court." I sneered, recalling the confrontation when I almost lost my undead life and Bella valiantly saved my hide. "I seem to remember when your friends showed their prowess."
She waved her arm, dismissing my pointed reference. "That is not germane to the issue that brings me here, Edward. Let it be known that amongst my talented siblings, we have a new… shall we say recruit?"
She glided towards the pond and bent down, catching the soaked paperbook and looking at it with obvious distaste. "Whatever. This girl comes from a Russian coven, somewhere in the Urals. She is a powerful Seer. She's the reason Aro no longer thirsts for your sister's presence in our court."
I listened entranced to Jane's explanations as I sought to read her mind. She had cast a rudimentary shield on her inner thoughts, but dread percolated her awareness. A strange fear not for herself or the Volturi but for all vampires - and I was surprised to find out - for mortals.
Jane hefted the soiled book in her slim hand, marveling at it. She read the distorted letters of the cover and turned her head to me. "I find your taste in literature odd, Edward. One would think that after you rubbed shoulders with us and our cultured environment, you would-"
I lifted my hand to stop her. I didn't want to be lectured in supposed cultural superiority by an uppity European vampire. "Sure, the Volturi are patrons of the arts … when they are not feeding on the poor artists!"
Jane threw the book towards the Quillayute River without bothering to check where it landed. "You are such a child, Edward! Aro would do wonders to rectify your provincial attitude."
I crossed my arms, trying to read her thoughts. It was useless because she carefully shied away from the reasons for her visit to Forks. I opened my mouth to offer a sarcastic remark but I changed my mind, realizing it was not the best course of action.
Finally I hazarded a question. "That vampire you speak of, Jane. I guess she's a better Seer than Alice?"
Jane smiled fondly, and odd gesture coming from the usually sinister Volturi. "Irina is way beyond your sister. She glimpses visions within visions."
Jane walked with her usual grace towards the tallest cedar just to the right of me. She touched its rough bark with a pensive expression. "Irina has tried to explain it to me. She says it's like holding a Matruschka doll in her head. You've heard of those?"
Jane turned to look at me, her ruby eyes gazing at me sharply as if willing me to understand the import of her words.
I shrugged nonchalantly. "You mean those dolls that have others inside them?"
She nodded and went on, enthusiasm lending an almost mystical tone to her sweet voice. "You open a doll and it has another one inside, and so on. Irina tells me the first vision the clairvoyants get doesn't need to be the final one. Often there's hidden meaning trapped inside it. Really good seers will see beyond the veils and get a glimpse of a deeper vision."
I ruffled my hair. This talk of visions and portends was making me very nervous. Sometimes I hated Alice's premonitions, helpful as they were, because they struck fear in my bones.
"So this Irina gets a double vision?"I cocked my eyebrow at the tiny Volturi who was standing still near the cedar, smiling as if this Russian vampire were her best friend.
"No, Edward. Irina tells me she glimpses a fourth level! There are deeper ones but what she sees is very indistinct and doesn't make sense. Not even Aro, after he's touched her-"
Jane stopped, obviously realizing she shouldn't be telling me the inner workings of the Volturi court. She waved her arm airily and continued. "Doesn't matter. Suffice it to say her powers are beyond your sister's ken. Irina's told us about a danger so great it could destroy-"
"The Volturi?"
"Don't be a child, Edward!"Jane glared at me, crossing her arms across her bosom as the sunlight cut fine diamonds out of her slim hands. "Though we value our lives, we exist only to serve!"
I felt dismay when her words and her thoughts became somewhat clearer. "You mean all vampires could be destroyed?"
Jane huffed, gliding across the meadow until she was right in front of me. "Way off the mark, Edward! We live on the sufferance of the mortals. We feed off them. The danger's so great, it could destroy them too!"
Jane frowned, her gaze drifting across the river to the Quileute territory. "That's what brings me here."
Recalling Aro's almost obsessive need to turn Bella into a vampire, I suspected Jane wanted to expedite this and use Bella's powers to aid them, so they could stop whatever it was that threatened us all.
I faced resolutely the deadly vampire in a slight crouch, my arms ready to wrap around her and fight her to the death if need be. I wouldn't allow Bella to be turned against her will, no matter if our relationship hadn't proved as solid as I once thought.
"I won't let you hurt Bella!" My voice sounded unusually harsh in the peaceful meadow, devoid of its usual smooth quality.
Jane lifted an eyebrow, apparently amused by my reaction. "Don't worry. We won't need your precious Singer for this."
She pointed at the Quileute territory with a graceful sweep of her arm. For a moment her gesture brought to my mind the wings of a predatory bird just before its swoops down on its prey. "Irina has told us the dogs over there are the cause of this or the solution, she isn't sure which."
I crouched lower to the ground, growling as I remembered Alice's vision involving Jake fighting in the Volterra catacombs. With a strange sense of déjà-vu I felt ready to fight for the stubborn mutt against the mighty Volturi, even if he never got to hear about it. "I won't let you hurt them!"
Jane made tsking sounds and pouted. "You don't know us very well, Edward."
"You're monsters!"
"Nonetheless, we don't want to hurt the dogs yet. Though Caius isn't fond of them, Aro and Marcus prevailed and the Volturi guard will follow their lead." Jane's mind took a distinct pleasurable tone, recalling the deadly Volturi political games inside their court.
"What are you going to do? Why did you seek me?" My voice sounded desperate to my ears. I hadn't changed my fighting stance, ready to pounce on the petite vampire.
"The court is aware of the uncertain truce between your coven and the dogs." Jane's intense gaze seemed to pierce me. It appeared as if she was on the brink of using her powers.
"And?"
"We want you to study them, to get close. To nudge them in the right direction when the time comes, so the catastrophe can be averted." Approaching the pond, Jane bent to pick up the withered petals and lifted them to her face. She squinted as if she didn't know what to do with them.
"This Seer of yours, has she told you what will happen?"
Jane blew on the petals, and then a delicate butterfly with iridescent orange-brown wings settled on her palm, near the wet flower. I expected the ruthless vampire to crush it with a rapid movement of her arm or kill it using her powers against the insect.
But she surprised me. Jane waved her arm and the butterfly flew away as the petals swirled to the ground.
"No, Irina hasn't." Jane's voice had a tentative quality, unlike her usual businesslike briskness. "Only that it has to do with the Quileutes, one of them specifically. Aro decided to nudge the situation in the right direction, as is his wont. It wouldn't be the first time he's done so."
Her words intrigued me. They clashed with my perception of the Volturi leader as ruthless; the man who'd ruled over the vampires for thousands of years. This train of thought led me to Carlisle's intriguing words about the Prussian diplomat that disappeared two hundred years ago. Could it be that the Volturi might help me get more information with all their accumulated knowledge?
I sought the correct way to phrase my question without making Jane suspicious. Finally I settled on the obvious choice.
"Carlisle's told me something interesting that happened when he was in Europe."
Jane lifted her eyebrows. In her mind there was a distinct fondness for my father, quite unlike her disdain for the other vampires that did not dwell at the Volturi court. "Carlisle should come back to us. Aro misses his sharp wit so much. What did he tell you?"
I sat down beside the pond. After Jane's revelatory words, I wasn't that worried that she would attack either Bella or Jacob so I let down my guard. If the Volturi needed me - if Aro had ordered it - Jane would not hurt me.
"It was around the Napoleonic wars, I don't recall the time. Carlisle told me he heard about a diplomat, I guess he was German? Anyway, he was staying at an inn. When he went to his carriage, several witnesses saw him walk around the horses-"
To my surprise, Jane put her hand on my shoulder; her touch was surprisingly gentle. "What happened then?"
"The man disappeared. He didn't reach the other side. The people at the inn watched that. Carlisle tells me this story circulated widely around that time. I just thought that, with all the knowledge the Volturi have acquired in their dealings with the mortal world, you'd be able to explain this puzzling incident." My fingers grazed the tall stems of grass while Jane lifted her hand from my shoulder.
"Haven't heard of it in my time at court." Jane moved noiselessly to the other side of the pond, gazing at its dark surface while she remembered the dealings she'd had with Aro.
She lifted her gaze and looked at me. "I wouldn't be surprised if Aro was behind it though. He's always tried to change the mortals' perception about vampires. He can't deny our existence, but he's seen fit to shroud it in harmless legends that distract from our actual appearance and protect us."
"So you think that the Volturi were behind this?" I stood up and walked towards her. In her thoughts she appeared to be telling the truth.
"Edward, the foolish mortals saw this man disappear. I'm surprised you haven't realized the truth. You're quite smart after all; that and your power make you very valuable to us."
"And the truth is?" I stood beside her, gazing at the Quileute lands, wondering where Jacob was. I hoped the wolf wouldn't intrude on us at that moment. He would probably go berserk if he smelled Jane and would probably attack her.
"One of us must have grabbed the man you speak of." Jane spoke with certainty, proud in the abilities of the Volturi to affect the mortal world. "With a vampire's speed, they whisked him off that inn and the foolish mortals never even knew."
She smiled predatorily.
oOoOo
Bella toyed with her cell phone, seemingly unsure if she should take up the call with me around. I put a hand on her shoulder, relishing her warmth through the cotton blouse she was wearing. "Go on, don't keep the guy waiting."
"How did you know it's a guy? Your vampire... thing?"Bella essayed a weak smile as she put her phone next to her ear, handling it a bit clumsily.
I shook my head while I walked to the window of her bedroom. The overcast sky over Forks shielded me from the revealing rays of the sun and I was grateful for that.
Bella chirped enthusiastically. "Hi, Nathan!"
What once would have sent sharp spikes of jealousy through my undead heart now filled me with reassurance. Bella would find love and happiness and she would be safe from the Volturi plots. At that moment I crafted a plan, to nudge Bella towards this guy and make her leave Forks so she wouldn't have to suffer through the confrontation with the Volturi and the fight Alice's vision told me about.
My keen sense of hearing picked up the other end of the conversation and I listened intently, seeking ways to further my goals.
"I'm sorry, Isabella. I have to return to Phoenix. Mom's gonna marry again and she wants me there."
"Oh, Nate. That's too bad! I hoped we'd spent more time together. You've become a good friend. It's nice to talk to someone who comes from my background, so to speak." Bella looked guiltily in my direction and I shot her a reassuring grin.
"Come with me, Isabella!"
"I can't, Nate. I have business here."
"Break up with your fiancé, Isa! He's never around."
Bella looked in my direction and then hurriedly broke up her call. "Talk to you later, Nate, kay? I'm… busy right now."
Bella put her cell phone on her pocket, shrugging guiltily. "It was Nathan, a friend of mine. He's leaving for Arizona."
I walked up to her. Touching gently her shoulders, I looked into her warm brown eyes. "Why don't you visit him for a while? I wouldn't mind."
"You wouldn't? But I thought you wanted to marry me and-"
I put my cold finger on her sculpted lips. "I've come to realize I was pressuring you, Bella. I feel like I'm trapping you in a relationship we're no longer comfortable with."
Bella crossed her arms, shivering. "What do you mean, Edward? I thought you wanted us to stay together for eternity."
I smiled at her, trying to hold this image forever. Her dark hair framed Bella's alabaster skin as she bit her lower lip, her dark jeans hugging her long legs and slim hips. It was time to free Bella, saving her from the horrors of a vampire's life; to protect her from the machinations of the Volturi and the impending confrontation. To save Bella from myself.
"We should take time off from each other." She started to protest but I rushed on. "We should see other people. Cool things off for a while."
I turned to look at the trees outside Chief Swan's house. "Go visit Phoenix, spend time with your childhood friends." I motioned towards the overcast sky. "Enjoy a place with sunshine! I won't mind, Bella."
Despite her protestations, Bella seized on the idea. "If you're sure? Nathan is a good friend and I want to take a breather from all the violence."
"Enjoy the summer, Bella. Meet other people, have fun! Maybe when you come back, we will be stronger than ever." Despite my words and the smile I sent her way, I knew things would never be the same with us. Bella would find love and happiness far away from me. It didn't bother me as much as it would have just a few days ago. Instead I had become intrigued by the wolf's plight, not to mention his handsome physique.
oOoOo
I shifted gears, glancing casually at the GPS map on the dashboard of my Volvo. I was doing a leisurely and boring 40 mph down Bogachiel Way. I'd dropped off Bella at Seattle Airport. Now that she was going to Arizona, I felt strangely relieved.
I had browsed through the public library in Seattle, trying to find books about alternate realities but it was a chore. They were either coached on a language that was too scientific or they were plain confusing.
Glancing through the sci-fi shelf, I had picked up books at random, unknowing if they would be useful. After a while I left the building, dejected, feeling every season of my lonely hundred years.
The important thing was that Bella would be safe, away from the coming fight. I pondered if it was unfair to keep her unaware of Jacob's fate, keeping mum the fact that the Quileute probably would face the Volturi in Tuscany. But I felt it was better this way. Bella would try to save her best friend and doing this she would put all of us in even greater danger.
I glanced at the nearby copse of trees on the other side of Bogachiel and then a Volkswagen's klaxon disrupted my peace. I felt besieged by the angry thoughts of the wolf I knew well.
Smirking, I braked and parked the car in front of the entrance to Lupine Avenue. I glanced at the rearview mirror as Jacob's tidy red Rabbit stopped behind me.
The gorgeous mutt stepped out of his car and walked towards me with a carelessly seductive stride. My eyes strayed to his bulging biceps and massive shoulders. I caressed the mutt's chiseled abs in my mind as my gaze glided down on its way to his tight black jeans. My mouth watered as I sneered at Jacob.
Jacob grabbed the edge of the window and barked at me, "What the fuck did you do with Bella, leech? If you break her heart again, I'll kill you!"
The wolf angered me with his stupid words. I felt like tearing his hand off my window. Jacob must have seen this in my face, for he took a step back as I growled at him. "Bella is safe. She's taking a time out from our relationship, visiting a friend in Phoenix!"
The wolf frowned, confusion uppermost in his thoughts. "You mean Bella left of her own-"
"Free will, yeah. Damn you, pup! You always have to think the worst of me!" I reclined my head upon the leather wheel, recalling the taunting revelations of Jane and Alice.
Jake put his hand on my shoulder. "Sorry, man! Bella called me from the airport and told me she was leaving, and since she was all bubbly about you a while back and now she left, I thought…"
"You thought wrong, damned mutt! For once in your life, it wouldn't hurt you if you meditated first." I turned on the ignition and prepared to drive away but Jake pleaded with me.
"I'm sorry, okay? Don't make me repeat it again, leech." Jake muttered, "I'm confused enough as it is."
I looked up at the russet-colored face I'd admired for a long time. Jake was frowning cutely and biting his lower lip. On the spur of the moment I decided to show him the meadow where I used to take Bella.
"Hop in!" I motioned towards the other door.
"Wait, you want me to go with you?"
"Are you deaf or what? Now get in."
Jake motioned to his car. "I can't leave Fridolf behind."
I laughed in disbelief. "You named your car that? Are you nuts?"
Jacob growled and kicked the door. "Says the one who sucks blood from bears!"
I snickered. "Touché! You can follow me, you and… Fridolf!" I laughed softly while Jacob blushed. I yearned to make him blush everywhere.
oOoOo
"So that's why I sent Bella away after Jane came and told me about-"
"You should've told me!" Jacob was reclining against an oak, kicking the poor tall grass as if it came from the Volturi. He'd complained of the heat and taken off his t-shirt and his jeans, leaving him clad only in his briefs. Not that I was complaining, though it had been distracting to tell Jacob about Jane's visit without my gaze straying towards his bronzed chest and his crotch. He appeared to be well-hung.
In his mind, Jake continued his thought. '…you could've been hurt, stupid leech!'
"I assure you, Jake, that I'm perfectly able to fight Jane!"
Jacob blushed and stammered, "D… don't read my thoughts, damn invading leech! I have little privacy with the pack as it is!"
"Sorry, Jake. I'll try not to. Your thoughts are entertaining though."
"Whatever, man. So this new vampire, she's better at predicting the future than the pixie?"
"That's what Jane said. I understood that the future was like an onion, this woman could peel different layers, whereas Alice can only-"
Jake started laughing softly, and I growled. "Something funny, mutt?"
"Sorry, leech. You do sound funny sometimes, you know."
'And your pouty mouth is kissable.' Jake winked at me before he blushed, realizing his thoughts had betrayed him.
"To return to the urgent matters at hand." While I talked, the sun peeked from behind the cloud cover and a stray sunbeam fell on my bare arm and hand. "Bella found this guy, or she was friends with him, I don't recall exactly. They appeared to hit it off. He had to go to Phoenix and I suggested…"
I trailed off, enchanted by Jake's thoughts. Edward looks so yummy, he seems like liquid diamonds. Makes me want to lick him all over, to taste his shiny arm, to trail kisses down to his cock.
I noted with surprise that Jake's briefs were tented and there was a wet spot. The scent of Jake's arousal clouded my senses. It was overwhelming, nothing at all like Bella's blood singing to me. It was more powerful.
She made me want to bite her and drink her blood. Jake made me want to pound him into the soil. As the smell grew so did my mind cloud until I could barely think, submerged in a haze of lust.
Jake looked up at me. "What's happening, man?"
"I want you, Jake. I want to own you, to possess you. Will you let me?"
"What the fuck you talking about, leech?" said Jacob, but his mind betrayed him. 'God, he looks so sexy, never wanted anything so much as to have him fuck me, mount me.'
Having his implicit permission, I took off my clothes with my inhuman speed. Jake's gaze strayed to my cock, proudly erect and leaking. His mouth watering, the wolf hesitated for a second and then took off his briefs.
Jake spread his legs wantonly, lost in his own fantasy of being dominated and being loved to bits.
I forgot about the impending danger, but I paused when Jacob moaned. "What are you waiting for?"
"I need some lube." My voice came out grating, harsh, unlike my usual smooth tenor.
"The car, I've got some grease."
"Where?"
Jake said hoarsely. "Dashboard."
I ran naked towards the sturdy red Rabbit, yanking open the door and blindly grabbing the lube. I was in a hurry, I wanted to possess Jacob as much as he wanted me to fuck him.
I strolled back, delighting in Jacob's darkened gaze and the deep blush that covered his chest. Most of all, enjoying his thoughts. God, Edward's hung. That cock, I wanna eat it!
Jacob sat on his haunches, his thick cock jutting proudly from his dark bush. He turned and knelt on all fours, presenting his backside to me. "Come on! Don't have all day!"
I chuckled as I opened the tube and poured grease on my fingers. I prodded his entrance and my fingers entered him slowly, teasingly. One, two, three fingers. Scissoring, finding his prostate, massaging it to the rhythm of his moans.
"Don't tease me, leech! Just fuck me!"
"Your wish is my command, pup."
I thrust slowly into his warm channel, mindful of my strength. His muscles clenched hungrily around my cock and he pushed back until I was sheathed mid-shaft on his needy body.
"Come on! I won't break, sissy bloodsucker!"
"Who you're calling sissy, Jake?"I thrust viciously into his greedy hole, retreating until only my cockhead was stuck on the lips of his entrance, delighting in his grunts and moans.
"More, faster."
I obliged my mutt by plowing his tender backside with short thrusts, rolling my hips as I sought to massage his prostate from the inside. I saw Jake grab his cock with his sweaty hands. I slapped his paw aside and took his prick, unsheathing his cockhead and rolling my thumb on his glans.
'Gawd! That cold hand feels great.'
It took only a minute of pounding Jake from the inside and fisting his cock until he came with a howl, his seed falling on the grass below us.
Overwhelmed by the squeezing heat surrounding my cock, I came a few seconds later.
Jake was trembling and shaking as I slipped out of him. We lay side by side on the meadow; he was dark as the finest bronze, making a fine contrast with my white skin under the now overcast sky.
Jake ruffled my hair. "You're a good lover, Edward. I'm glad Bella's gone and she's safe. She doesn't know what she is missing."
tbc
