A/N Another chapter! Yea!
If you think I own Twilight, you are sadly mistaken. SM does.
Warning! There is some…rather passionate kissing…and stuff…in this chapter…
As his lips touched me for a third time, my breathing increased so I was now nearly gasping for air.
My hands, previously at my side, started to explore the amazing wonder that was Jasper's body. My left hand traveled up to finally able to touch those beautiful honey-golden locks. My fingers knotted in his hair, learning the texture and trying pitifully to pull him closer to me. My right hand went to one of his shoulders and teased the fabric there.
He pulled away briefly to look into my eyes.
"Mine" he growled once more. I smiled and leaned forward, placing my lips on his and he deepened the kiss instantly. I got a sudden burst of confidence and moved my hands down to the top button of his shirt and quickly undid it. The rest of the buttons followed quickly so I could push the material off his torso completely so I could finally get my hands on those perfect shoulders and abs. Before I knew it, I was laying down in a bed, Jasper on top of me, and he was removing my bra.
I chuckled softly, my brown eyes meeting his red ones, and smirked, "You work fast, don't you, Major?"
He stopped what he was doing for a moment before narrowing his eyes as he claimed my lips in a surprisingly tender and loving kiss.
I couldn't brag that I pushed Jasper onto his back, but I could say that he complied when I pushed on his shoulders.
"You are beautiful" I told him lovingly, leaning over to press my lips against his. A vibrating started in his chest and steadily grew louder until his purr echoed around the room. "and that sound is soooooo sexy!" I told him, holding off a moan as his lips found my neck so that he could lick and suck his mark.
Part of my mind, and an extremely small part at that, was thinking about that marks. Why did he do it? Did he actually feel the need to mark his mate, or did he feel bad for me? Was it a pity mark, something that would make me feel good but had no real value? What about the mark itself? Did it actually mean anything? I was human after all and most vampires would not mark a mate while said mate was human. Since I was undoubtedly human, was the mark anything other than a common scar or hickey?
He pulled away from me sharply and snarled in my face. I was scared shitless, but somehow I knew that he wouldn't and/or couldn't hurt me.
Stop it! he growled. I swear Isabella, I will bite you if you don't stop! I stared at him like he had just grown a fourth head.
"Did you just threaten to bite me?" I asked curiously, all traces of insecurity gone. He sighed exasperatedly,
"My apologizes love, I keep forgetting that you don't know anything about us vampires" I pulled away, ignoring the tightening in my stomach and the pitiful whimper of protest that I let out as I did so. I paused, testing myself to see if I could handle the pain. I couldn't. By the end of the second second, I threw myself at Jasper, furiously attacking him with my lips, to which he eagerly responded.
He pulled away after a nice long make out session.
"Did I say I was done?" I complained, returning my lips to his. He let me kiss him for another minute before pulling away, chuckling when I protested once more. He pulled away from me further and I let out a whimper of pain in response.
He sat up against the head of the bed, pulling me up with him so I was straddling is lap.
"Better?" he asked, kissing me tenderly.
"Not really" I told him truthfully. "But I will live," I grabbed his hands and placed them on my waitst, "If you don't let go" he smiled and held me tight.
"I won't" he vowed. I smiled,
"Good. Now, are you going to explain why you said that you would bite me?" I asked, "And why I enjoyed you sucking my blood?" He grinned,
"As you know, the physical act of biting hurts."
"That's an understatement" I muttered darkly, shuddering at the memory of James and his venom. He started purring again, to relax me I believe.
"When a male claims his mate through marking, the spouse is usually already a vampire; during the marking, the souls bond.
"Define bonding" I requested softly.
"The pair no longer have two souls; they now literally share one soul. What one feels, the other feels; what one thinks, the other knows."
"No secrets?" he shook his head.
"Never"
"How does this relate to us?" I asked, confused.
"Impatient aren't we?" he chuckled, kissing my neck once more. "When I…"
"Attacked me?" I supplied, to which me frowned.
"Did I hurt you" he asked me, obviously concerned. I smirked,
"Nothing major, just a few bruises" he frowned once more.
"Where?" he demanded.
"And here I was, thinking Carlisle was the only doctor in the family. He glared,
"Where?" he repeated, leaving me no choice.
"Here" I kissed him gently. "Here" I grabbed one of his hands and brought it to the middle of my back, where he had violently ripped my bra off. "And here" I placed the other hand on my waist, where he tore off my jeans. His cool hands helped smooth my burning skin. Jasper leaned down and kissed me slowly.
"Does this help?" he asked, his lips trailing up my cheek to my temple and back down and I couldn't help the way my eyes fluttered back into my head. "What about this?" He started to trail small circles on the skin of my waist and my breathing picked up. "And this?" he asked pressing his lips to mine again, making my head spin.
"Not fair!" I complained.
"What?" he asked, resting his forehead against mine.
"I'm human" he chuckled,
"Why is that a bad thing?" he asked, obviously amused.
"I have to pee," he stared at me for a full five seconds then broke out in laughter. "It's not funny!" he continued to laugh. "Jerk" I hissed under my breath, that got his attention.
"I am deeply apologetic to have offended you" he told me quietly. I stared at him fiercely for another few seconds then kissed him to let him know that he was forgiven.
"Now, how do I do this?" I mused. He stared at me,
"Do I really need to explain how to empty your bladder? He asked incredulously. I rolled my eyes.
"I wasn't talking about that genius"
"Then please, enlighten me with your engaging thoughts" he requested.
"I am not sure if you noticed, but I couldn't last two whole seconds without completely touching you, and I was still in the same room and with me still touching you." He frowned, obviously seeing the truth in my logic.
Two minutes passed and he didn't speak, and I need that restroom something fierce. I took a deep breath and steeled myself for the pain. I knew Jasper wouldn't be able to help, because he would feel my own pain and thus double his. I took a deep breath and physically jumped away from Jasper.
It felt like something was being shoved down my throat, making it incredibly difficult to breathe and I felt a deep sense of longing, like my very soul recognized that I was not with my mate.
Behind me, I heard Jasper's purring turn into loud moans that were the very essence of pain.
"Shit" Jasper groaned, throwing his head into his hands. I took another step with exaggerated slowness and closed my eyes against the pain. One more step equaled limitless pain.
I fisted my hand and ran to the bathroom, clenching my jaw so as not to scream. Every moment was complete and utter agony. My head was pounding and my vision was blurry.
I did my business in record time, but on the way back my legs locked and I fell to the floor.
