Disclaimer: So, there was this one time, where…oh, what? My bad. I don't own Twilight.
Welcome to the lemon chapter. If you don't like lemons, don't read, because it's going to be nothing but one epically extended lemon. Yum.
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Damn. Damn, damn and damn again.
Bella was probably everything I had ever looked for in a woman. She was beautiful, smart, sassy and, most importantly, a vampire.
There were just two simple problems with her: she didn't drink from humans, and she was a Cullen.
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About fifty years ago I had connected with Mary Alice Brandon in a diner in Texas, fresh from a week-long binge of, you guessed it, beautiful young women. Even back then, when pickings were much slimmer, I was a womanizer. Like the vampires of lore; stealing their innocence and their lives.
I had stolen into the diner in the early evening, with every intention of staking out the area for my next victim, when someone tapped me on the shoulder. Little did I know, but walking into that diner had changed my life forever. Before long, I found myself situated in a booth across from Alice, both of us with untouched cups of coffee for props in front of us. Energetic didn't even begin to describe Alice; she was all over the place, motioning with her hands, her high, trilling voice captivating my senses and enthralling me. What caught me even more was what she knew about me.
She had apparently been seeing me in visions for several years off and on, terrorizing cities and young ladies, and she was quite determined to put an end to it. And indeed, she had done just that. As the only girl who had caught my attention slipped out of her booth, surrounded by friends, Alice patted my hand.
"That girl?" Alice said sweetly, as if we were discussing the weather. "She just married less than three months ago and her husband loves her very much and she's pregnant. Would you feel right taking that away from him? Not only a wife, but a son as well?"
It was right then that Alice shook my ideas in the life I lived; I had only known two ways of living beforehand; the life I lived right now, and the one I had previously before I defected from Maria's army: being the best to earn my food.
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"So…you, and Alice?" Bella murmured under her breath, taking a swift sip from her flask, before offering it to me. I shook my head, disgusted at the thought. She had informed me that the flask was filled with deer blood and had survived the journey from Washington to Hollywood in her bag.
"Me and Alice," I confirmed, nodding. The music was pumping as the night wheedled on. Bella and I had long since retreated to a darkened corner of the club and had wedged our way onto one of the couches usually reserved for very public hook-ups. It was loud enough that we could whisper and still hear each other clearly, but no one could eavesdrop. "It's not like we were mated or anything. I mean, don't get me wrong, Alice is gorgeous…and when you get the girl in bed…well…" I trailed off, and Bella arched an eyebrow in response.
"But it just never would have worked out." Bella finished for me, and I nodded. "I know how that it, that's how it was with me and Edward."
I started coughing at her words. Her…and Edward? Prude of the century, Edward? "You mean you boned Edward? I was wondering how you got into the Cullen family."
Bella snorted in quite an unladylike manner, re-crossing her legs. "Hardly. I was "adopted in" much like the rest of them, not by marriage. I'm a bit of a 'try-before-I-buy' type of girl, and Eddiekins doesn't work that way." I smirked, knowing all too well what she meant. Edward was a 110-year-old virgin trapped in a teenager's body who refused to "give over to his baser instincts" before marriage. The boy rubbed one out more times in a month than many men did in a year.
"Edward likes to bite and run." Bella continued, rubbing absently at her neck. Underneath the pulsing lights of the club, I could make out the faintest double crescent of teeth marks. "Or rather bite, attempt to woo and then run when the pressure becomes too much."
"So, you wanted a go at him and the boy shut you down?" I asked, and she nodded, her eyes sparkling with momentary annoyance.
"Regularly. You have no idea what it does to a girl to be riled up constantly then be left hanging." Bella said, and a wave of lust hit me. I fairly swooned and shifted in the seat as my pants grew uncomfortably tight.
"I mean, it's not that I'm a whore, but I am looking for Mr. Right. I know I have an eternity to find it, but being with all the Cullens who have mated just makes me feel like the odd one out. I want something now."
I could be your Mr. Right Now, maybe.
Bella took another sip from her flask, eyeing me, curiosity thick in the air about her.
"Yes? " I prompted, and she blinked. I tapped my head. "I can read minds. Actually, I can just feel your curiosity." Bella hesitantly licked at her lips and my crotch throbbed in response, seeing her tongue dart out across her full, pink lips.
For the past two hours Bella had been driving me insane, subtly leaning over and flashing her not-inconsiderable cleavage, crossing her legs and causing her dress to ride up her thighs and tossing her hair, exposing the smooth skin of her neck. Damn, the girl was a vixen and was teasing me at every point. Furthermore, she knew exactly what she was doing. I would never let myself be caught ogling a girl as openly as I was, but here I am, trying my hardest not to take her on the couch right here in front of everyone.
"So, why do you keep the 'Hale' name?" Bella asked, breaking me out of my not-so-secret admiration.
"Well, I had the name while I stayed with the Cullens, as you know," she nodded. "I just never got into the habit of switching back to Hale. Besides, I spend a good part of the year in Texas, and you'd be surprised to know that the Whitlock clan still exists, and "Great-Uncle Jasper" has become something of a legend ever since he 'defected' from the Confederation and went missing." Bella nodded and lapsed back into silence and I was content to allow her to remain that way.
Between the humans pawing on each other next to us on the couch and those grinding on each other out on the floor and Bella herself, the lust in the room was driving me insane, and I didn't trust my mouth
"All right, ladies and gents, last song! Y'all know what that means… you ain't gotta go home buuut…" The DJ in the main room announced over the microphone.
"YOU GOTTA GET THE FUCK UP OUTTA HERE!" The crowd roared back. With that, the DJ lifted his earphones back to his ears and started the final track, some generic rap song with thinly veiled sexual innuendos abound.
A hand gently brushed against my knee, and I turned to face Bella, surprised to find her just inches from my face.
"Well, you heard the man." Bella purred sensually, her hand sliding along my inner thigh, and I gulped. The girl wasn't playing any games. It was one thing to play this with a human, who was good for a fuck and dinner, but with an equal? It became a whole new situation.
"That," I swallowed heavily, as my throat became even drier than normal, the burn more pronounced. Not from hunger, but from more. "That I did."
"So, I'm thinking that maybe you and I…" Bella's hand finally came into contact with my lap and my rock-hard cock. She stroked me through my pants, giving it a slight squeeze.
Oh Jesus-Joseph-and-Mary fuuuuck. Game over; looks like it's put-up, or shut up time.
"That maybe we should get out of here," I finished for her, hissing at the contact.
My hips lifted to meet her hand and she stroked me in time to the beat of the music, our eyes meeting in one endless moment. I brought a hand to her neck and closed the gap between our faces, her lips meeting mine.
Fuck, she tasted so sweet. She smelled like lavender and freesia, but tasted like candied apples and pure sex. Moaning slightly, I gently forced her tongue open with my mouth and pulled her down onto my lap to hold her more closely. Her dress shifted, exposing even more of her leg, and I pressed myself against her, trying for more contact. My hand slid along her thigh, brushing against her panty-covered mound, lingering over her clit.
"Fuck…Jasper!" She gasped out between kisses. "Let's get out of here. Now." Her voice was rough with urgency and I was only too willing to comply. She climbed from my lap and grabbed for my bag and I followed her through the tightly packed crowds. At one point, we were stuck near the doors where the number of club-goers leaving had formed a bit of a bottleneck, which would be unfortunate in the event of a fire.
However, that thought wasn't entirely prominent on my mind as Bella and I pressed into the surge of people, eager to leave. She pressed against me at one point, her behind coming into contact with my still-bulging crotch, causing me to growl at the sensation. I leaned down and nipped gently at her ear, allowing my hand to slide from her waist up to her breast, giving it a tender squeeze, tweaking the hardened tip of her nipple through the material.
"Oh, you're such a tease, aren't you, Kitten?" She threw a glance over her shoulder, her tiny smile saying everything as she slowly undulated against my body. Her arousal was thick in the air, carrying over all the other scents. At this point, I was positive her panties were all but soaked through.
Fuck. I wasn't going to make it through the night.
We finally made it out of the club, both of us clutching a stack of advertisements for various other events forced upon us as we left. I grabbed Bella's hand and led her down the street in the direction of the parking garage, moving a speed slightly faster than that of a human. I felt for my keys with my free hand as we approached my car, clicking the unlock key. The car beeped in response.
"A Cayenne GTS?" Bella murmured appreciatively as I opened the door for her. "Nice."
I smirked as I closed the door and rounded the car. "What can I say, darlin'? I like luxury and I need the room."
She arched one delicate eyebrow, but motioned with her hand. "Well, drive on, Mr. Hale. Tonight's gonna be a long night."
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Oh, how right she was
Fuck me until I cry. I swore mentally. Traffic on Hollywood boulevard was backed up with all the club-goers leaving as many of the bars and clubs shut down at 2 a.m. promptly. I looked over to Bella, who was gazing out the window at the traffic jam.
"Well, it appears we're in a bit of a jam, wouldn't you say?" She replied, smiling at me mischievously.
"Oh, you can say that again." I grumbled, my cock giving a painful throb in response; At this rate, I was going to have one hell of a case of blue balls soon, and I couldn't even speed. Hollywood cops were notorious for being hyperaware.
"Well, it appears we're in a bit of a jam, wouldn't you say?" Bella repeated sassily, and I tossed her a mock glare. "Aww, turn that frown upside down, Jas. I think I know just how to cheer you up."
"Unless you have the power of suggestion and can make traffic flow more easily…" I said holding up a hand and flipping off the jackass behind me who had his brights on. "I don't see what you can do."
"I don't have the power of suggestion, but I can do this." I looked over, to find Bella was turned in her seat so she was facing me. Her arm snaked across the console, and before I could so much as blink, she had unfastened my belt buckle and pants. Her small hand slid in through the gap and grasped my cock through my boxers.
"Fuck. Fuck-fuck-fuck, darlin." I hissed at the sensation, my head lolling back as she slid her hands into the flap of my boxers. With a casual gesture she ripped the fabric of both my pants and boxers, fully exposing my length.
"Hey! Those were my favorite pants!" I mock-protested as traffic began to thankfully move.
"Don't worry, I'll make it up to you." Bella purred, now facing forward, readjusting her grip on my cock. She stroked me slowly as we navigated the streets out to the 101. Edward didn't have half a clue on what he was missing out on. She worked me like a pro, spreading the pre-come down the shaft to smooth her strokes.
Once we hit the highway, it was game on.
Bella took one look around, out the windows and leaned over, still holding me in her land.
"Oh god, what are you about to do?" I asked dumbly, looking down momentarily. She smiled up at me sweetly.
"What does it look like?" She asked, and with that, she gave me a long, slow lick, starting from the base up to the tip, before slowly taking me into her mouth.
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Road head. Oh god, I think I can just maybe forgive the girl for being a Cullen.
Bella worked my enthusiastically and skillfully, taking me into her mouth fully, using her tongue and just the barest nips of her teeth to tease me.
For my part, I made it down the 101 faster than I ever had before, employing my senses and drastically enhanced capabilities of the car to do moves I had never attempted while driving. We pulled into the gated community where I lived at 2:45 a.m., less than an hour after leaving. Thanking all higher beings that it was late and that I didn't have to worry about any errant children out and about, I sped down the empty streets, taking the corners recklessly. Finally, we arrived in front of the nondescript two-story that was identical to the ones on either side. I navigated the car into the garage, fumbling to get the door closed as Bella looked up at me beneath her lashes, her golden eyes darkened drastically with lust.
"Maybe we should go inside be-Oh, fuck!" I growled, throwing my head back and feeling the metal support posts of the headrest bend in response, as Bella deep-throated me. I came nearly instantly, gripping onto the steering wheel for dear life as I pumped for what seemed like ages and she swallowed like a pro, taking every drop of the seed I had to offer.
Finally, Bella withdrew slowly, licking her way up my spent cock, before sitting up, a cat that ate the canary grin on her face. She licked her lips slowly, still smiling.
"Satisfied?"She asked smugly. I simply looked at her, knowing my mouth was hanging open. "I'll take that as a mphm." I cut her off by leaning over and capturing her lips with my own, tasting myself on her lips, the spice of my own venom a contrast to her sweetness. Fumbling for the seatbelts I unbuckled mine and then did the same to hers, before tearing off her dress like it was tissue paper.
Tossing the shreds into the backseat, I took in her body, the turquoise bra overlaid with black lace and the matching boyshorts encasing curves so luscious they had to have been sculpted by the devil himself, with every intent to torture the hapless male species in mind. I hauled her into my lap, pushing my own seat back to give us more room.
"That was my favorite dress, Jas." She moaned in between kisses.
"So, sue me." I replied, burying my face into her neck and grabbing a generous handful of her full ass and rolling my hips, bringing myself into contact with the soaking wet silk between her legs.
I opened the door and climbed out, lifting her with me. I set her onto the ground, reaching for my pants to pull them off. She beat me to it, and ripped them, along with my boxers, away. Smirking, I kicked out of my socks and shoes and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I deftly bumped the door close behind us and carried her into the house, feeling the dampness of her panties pressed against my rapidly reviving cock.
I set her on the rarely used kitchen island, pressing myself against her, our lips meeting over and over again in our frenzied passion.
"Jasper, I…fuck!" She gasped out as I slid her panties down her leg, sliding a finger into her. Her head lolled back and I grinned.
"I give as good as I get, darlin'." I purred, gently laying her back onto the counter and spreading her legs as I settled onto one of the bar stools. My tongue flicked out, applying just the tiniest bit of pressure against her clit and she moaned in response, draping her knees over my shoulder as I began to devour her. I licked eagerly at her wet folds, savoring the sweet-sour flavor of her venom and I slid first one finger, then a second into her dripping core.
Bella hissed, her hips bucking wildly, straining for more contact with my tongue and fingers. Looking up, I saw her arms stretching behind her back. Moments later, her bra hit the floor and her full, rounded breasts were gripped in her small hands as she squeezed them, groaning. My cock throbbed in response, demanding attention.
"Yeah, Bella, that's it. Play with those gorgeous tits for me." I growled, increasing the speed of my fingers. She let out a high-pitched keen of passion in response and tugged at her nipples. I took her swollen bud between my lips and tugged, curling my fingers inward even as I continued to thrust.
The combination had the desired effect. Bella's hips rose from the granite surface of the counter, one hand flying to hold my head against her, the other tearing a piece of the counter clear away as her orgasm hit her. I stayed with her through it, my mouth resting against her, unmoving. As she slowly came down, I gave her one final lick, relishing the taste of her release on my tongue.
"So, was it as good for you as it was me?" I asked, scooting forward and resting my head on her stomach. She huffed in response.
"If it was as half as good for you as it was for me, I don't see how we made it home in one piece, vampire reflexes or not." Bella said between pants. She dropped the chunk of counter to the floor. "Sorry."
"It's fine, Kitten. A broken counter is a small thing, compared to seeing you like that." I chuckled, and she hummed, running her fingers through my curl as she came down from her high.
After what seemed like an eternity of us there, her still on her back, me my head on her stomach, tracing patterns on her thighs and relishing the occasional tremor that still shook her body.
I was brought out of my revelry by a particularly painful throb of my cock, which stood at full mast and aching to be buried in Bella's tight wetness. I kissed Bella's stomach before sitting up and reaching for her hands.
"Let's take this to a more comfortable location, yeah?" I asked, and she nodded eagerly, allowing me to pull her into a sitting position. I led her through the kitchen and into the living room, heading for the staircase, to my bedroom.
Of course, the vixen had her own plans.
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Bella pulled me over to the couch and pushed me down with a small smirk. Tossing her hair out of her face, she straddled my lap, resting on my thighs.
"On a couch? You surprise me more and more every minute." I said, shaking my head as she brought her hands to my chest, stroking it through the fabric of my shirt. I shifted, stretching out along the length of the plush, wide couch.
"If I can't surprise you, then I'm obviously not doing something right. Now, shh." She replied sassily, placing a finger to my lips.
Her hands grasped the hem of my shirt and pulled it up and over my head. I lifted my arms helpfully and soon the final garment between us lay draped over the lamp, creating a shadowy atmosphere in the room. Bella begin to trail kisses along my neck, brushing her fingers over my nipples teasingly. My hands reached for her waist, eager to be inside of her, but she stopped me, taking my hands and pinning them above my head. She continued to kiss my neck, her body now pressed against mine.
Fuck, I just wanted to touch her. The dips and curves of her body felt so fucking good against me, and with every move, she brushed her dripping core against my cock teasingly. I lifted my hips eagerly, seeking more contact. She scooted back further on my thighs, shaking her finger in my face.
"Nah uh, I'm in control tonight." Bella whispered, threading her fingers through mine. She leaned closer, until our noses were tip to tip. "So sit back, and enjoy the ride."
Bella scooted forward then, brushing the apex of her thighs against my cock with just the lightest of teases, but it was more than enough. My head fell back onto the couch and a growl escaped my lips at her teasing.
"Did your mother ever tell you it wasn't nice to tease?" I asked, as she nuzzled my neck and repeated the motion with a swivel of her shapely hips.
"Hmm, nope." She replied, letting go of my hands and gripping my cock lightly. Meeting my eye, she deliberately ran just the lip of my cock along her love lips, teasing both of us.
"Ahh, fuck. Darlin' let me, please….damn!" I hissed under my breath as she inserted just the head, squeezing it deftly with her inner muscles. She repeated the action, running my cock along her folds before taking me in, this time a bit more.
With each inch that Bella teased, the lust in the room grew until it was so thick I was almost sure it would start affecting the surrounding houses.
My hands had taken free range of her body, fondling her breasts and giving her ass squeezes in time to the squeezes she gave my cock.
After what seemed like ages, I was fully inside of her and my hands found their way to her hips as she slowly rolled her hips against me, her inner muscles fluttering away.
If I don't come right now, there must be a God out there looking out for me.
Bella smirked and brought her face to mine, kissing me as she began her slow bouncing on my cock. The tight heat emanating from her core was intense, with each flutter of her muscles she drove me insane.
"Does that feel good, Jas?" She gasped out between kisses. I grunted in response as she picked up speed. My hips took on a mind of their own, meeting each thrust of hers halfway.
I brought a hand between us and brushed my thumb against her clit, once, twice. She cried out in response, threading her fingers into my hair and bringing my face to her breasts. I eagerly lavished kisses on her heaving chest, occasionally pinching her nipples with my free hand.
The smell of sex was heavy in the air as the movement of Bella's body against my became irregular.
"Fuck, I'm so close. So damn close." She hissed into my ear, as I gently sucked on her nipple. Taking her cue, I turned the tables and flipped her onto her back. She grinned up at me, throwing a leg over my shoulder. Positioning myself to fit the new angle, I begin pounding with a renewed vigor, my own orgasm imminent.
Bella looped her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me in closely. Our lips moved against each other's in a heated frenzy as my own pace became erratic.
She broke the kiss as her body arched against mine. A moan fell from her lips as she shook beneath me, her orgasm overtaking her and dragging me down with it.
"Fuck, Darlin'" I ground out as I pushed I pushed into her one final time, burying myself to the hilt. Her insides milked my orgasm for all it was worth, as I came for what felt like forever.
Finally, I pulled out, my cock giving one last squirt onto her thighs. I collapsed against Bella, pulling her into my body. She was panting a bit, but purring quite audibly, clearly satisfied.
"Wow. Just fucking wow." She moaned into my ear, giving the earlobe a little tug.
"The feeling is mutual." I breathed back, my hand coming to rest at the small of her back.
"Y'know what?" I said after a few minutes, my cock coming back to life.
"Hm?" Bella replied, rolling her hips against my rapidly rising erection.
"I might just be able to forgive you for being a Cullen, after all." I said, slipping back into her heat with a groan.
She just laughed, before pulling me back down into a kiss.
Maybe being a vegetarian vampire won't be so bad the second time around…
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Well, damn. I don't normally write lemons. Ok, I've never written a full lemon before, so that one was a bit of a test on my skills. I don't like how it came out, but hey, you can only grow from where you started. So, yeah. Enjoy :).
I know there's probably one or two of you who have a few questions that may have crossed your mind that also crossed my mind, so let me explain a few of them.
1: Bella is a Cullen, for all intents and purposes. Imagine it as Edward succeeding in his plan to lure Bella off and drain her, but Alice, Rosalie and Emmett stopping him before he killed her.
2: What are they doing in California? Jasper's living there, claiming to work a nighttime job, so he has every excuse not to see his neighbors. Bella's just passing through, living la dolce vita, if you will.
3: C'mon, you expect me to believe all that happened in Hollywood? Actually, yes I do. Hollywood gets crazy as hell at some points, people have no qualms about publically grinding on each other. Case in point: My first night in Hollywood, I saw a dude blatantly fingering a girl in the corner of the dance floor in one room, and two chicks grinding on each other and feeling each other up on the main room. Shit gets crazy when you factor drugs and alcohol into the mix. So, I think Bella would have been able to get away with giving Jasper a hand job, and Jasper would have gotten away with feeling Bella up.
If you have any questions I didn't answer, feel free to leave them in a review :). Speaking of which, I'd really appreciate it if you guys reviewed. They make me feel better about my writing, haha. Inspiration song for this chapter was "Yea, I'm the Sex" by Dot Dot Curve :). I had to pull out all the stops and the raunchiest crunkcore to get this in haha.
Enjoy!