Halloween 2013
Stephenie Meyer owns the characters, I just like to play with them. Many thanks to my indefatigable beta, EdwardsMate4Ever.
Dinner Party – Chapter 2
WARNING – THIS ONE IS NOT LIKE MY OTHER STORIES. IT'S A BIT MORE…SOMETHING. NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. BE WARNED!
"It's so nice to get a chance to get to know you a little better," Dr. Cullen said, with a twinkle in his eye.
Bella blushed furiously. "Um, OK." God, I sound like an idiot, she thought and took a sip of the sherry. It had a slight nutty flavor, and she noticed a warming glow starting to spread through her. It's just wine. You can't get drunk on wine, she told herself. Dr. Cullen's not going to give me anything that he shouldn't, after all. He has too many people to answer to if he does, starting with Charlie.
Mrs. Cullen's laugh cut through the air. "You two know each other?" she asked, looking between her husband and Bella. "Should I be jealous?"
Only in my dreams, Bella thought. "Oh, it was nothing. Just some cramps," she started then stopped. Could she say anything right tonight? She took a big gulp of sherry, downing the glass.
"You are just as delectable as my daughter said," remarked Esme. When Bella stared, she said, "I meant, delightful. I should go to the kitchen and check on dinner."
That's when Bella realized something odd. She didn't smell anything that remotely seemed like dinner. No beef, chicken…anything. Just the strong, cloying scent of lilies. The house smelled like a funeral parlor. The last time she had worn this dress had been to Harry Clearwater's funeral. He had died last month, the victim of an animal attack. She had gone into Port Angeles to look for a dress, as she wanted to look nice at the funeral.
She glanced around again, wanting to see the whole house. But her eye was caught by a glint from Alice's face. Just for a second, she thought she saw fangs in Alice's mouth.
Alice closed her lips. "Something wrong?"
"Just Halloween, that's all," Bella replied. "I'm seeing things."
Alice tipped back her head and laughed, covering her mouth. "And, it's a full moon on Halloween. That only happens a few times a century, you know."
While they were talking, Dr. Cullen had been leading them to a sofa. After Bella and Alice were seated, he pulled up a chair next to the girls. "We really are glad you came tonight," he said.
Bella began to feel quite light-headed. She looked closely at the Cullens. Even though they each had a glass in their hands, they didn't appear to be drinking.
"Will you help me with the table, dear?" Mrs. Cullen asked Alice. "Your brother just called. He'll be here in a few minutes."
"It's been so long," Alice exclaimed. "I can't wait to see him."
"Can I help?" Bella asked.
"Oh, no," said Dr. Cullen. "They're used to setting this particular table." He patted her knee, and his hand lingered for just a second, stroking it before pulling back.
A shiver of excitement ran through Bella and settled between her legs. Had she imagined that?
She heard someone from the next room inhaling. "Delectable, indeed" came Mrs. Cullen's voice.
Bella sat, pushing her knees together, wiggling in her seat, trying to get a little friction. This was embarrassing, but felt so good. Dr. Cullen leaned back in his chair, grinning at her. Her head was swimming. She had snuck a few beers with Jake down at the Rez, but didn't remember getting a buzz quite like this one. Whatever had been in that glass, she wanted more. When she reached over to pick it up, she winced, seeing it was empty. The long spout of a bottle appeared from nowhere, and Carlisle Cullen was standing next to the table, pouring the sherry into her glass, very slowly and suggestively.
Bella moaned.
She felt a hand on her shoulder. "Bella, you came." She looked over her shoulder and saw Emmett behind her, grinning.
Had he known what she was feeling? His grin widened, and he raised an eyebrow. Maybe he did. How humiliating.
Emmett leaned over her. "Drink up," he whispered in her ear, one hand still resting on her shoulder, stroking her neck with a finger.
She froze. Something was wrong. The room was spinning. Now she was sure that both Dr. Cullen and Emmett had fangs. She shook her head and found Dr. Cullen sitting directly in front of her. He was tipping the glass to her lips. "Drink," he ordered softly. Emmett kept his hands on her shoulders. As she drank, Dr. Cullen placed both hands on her knees, pushing them slightly apart.
She came undone. She dropped the glass and leaned forward, feeling her body coiling inside, and she began rocking, an orgasm stronger than any she had felt in her dreams claiming her body. She pulled her knees together and rocked against the sofa, moaning.
When she looked up, she saw Mrs. Cullen standing directly behind her husband, and Alice next to her. Alice clapped her hands excitedly, looking down at Bella, then at her father.
"Dinner?"
Dr. Cullen nodded. Bella watched as he reached down and grabbed her legs beneath her knees and she felt Emmett lifting her from her armpits.
Something was very wrong, but she just couldn't care enough to fight.
She was vaguely aware of being laid down. Looking around, she saw she was at the center of a table. There were wine glasses around the periphery. Her arms were stretched out, and she felt something soft on each wrist. Rolling her head, she saw soft black bands holding her arms down, and then she felt something on her ankles. She had been tied spread-eagle to the dining room table.
Shocked, she looked around and saw the Cullens standing around the table, staring down at her with satisfied expressions.
Mrs. Cullen was the first to speak. "Let's be seated. Jasper will be here soon, and we can have dinner."
Bella started to scream, but her scream was cut off when Dr. Cullen leaned over her. "Open wide," he said, and opened his own mouth. Inside were fangs, descending from his top jaw. She gasped from fear, and he quickly put a gag around her mouth.
"Try to relax," he said.
Emmett spoke. "He's late. I say we get started."
"No, Emmett. We're going to be civilized and wait," Mrs. Cullen said firmly.
Bella felt tears going down her face. She tried to move, but there wasn't much point. What was this? A sick Halloween game? This would end with an explanation, but she was going to sic Charlie on them. This had gone way beyond being funny.
Emmett reached over and took her wrist. He patted it and said, "Well, this is mine."
Dr. Cullen nodded. "You had neck last Halloween, so it's Jasper's turn."
"How was your day in school, Alice?" asked Mrs. Cullen casually, as if they didn't have a girl tied to the middle of their table.
Just then, there was a movement at an open doorway. It was the other boy, Edward. She struggled towards him. "Help," she tried to say around the gag. He looked down at her and smiled. "Ankle for me this time, right?" He went to the foot of the table and began stroking her ankle sensuously, holding her eyes with his, while allowing his fangs to peek out of his mouth. Her body responded, clenching and unclenching inside, rocking her with an unwanted orgasm.
Mrs. Cullen gave a throaty laugh. "Well, Jasper is running late. A small taste, then. Will you, dear?"
Dr. Cullen nodded. "With great pleasure, tonight." He picked up a silver knife, lifted Bella's dress up and made a quick slit across Bella's inner thigh, then caught the blood that came out in a glass. Bella struggled and thrashed, but he held her leg down and divided the blood between five wine glasses.
"A toast, to the lovely Isabella," he said, and they all drank.
Bella heard the door open and felt a cold wind. She shivered, feeling tears running down her face. They were going to kill her. They had drawn blood, so this was not a joke.
Suddenly someone was crouched above her on the table, growling. She couldn't see anything but the seat of his pants and his boots, which were on either side of her hips. Blinking back her tears of fear, she felt relief. Someone had arrived to help her. And, her brain added giddily, whoever he was, he had a mighty fine rear end. Nice boots, too. Tooled leather. The heels were scuffed, but they could be cleaned up. Wait. Why was she thinking that, when she was in such peril? He body was going haywire tonight.
She could hear exclamations from the Cullens, and Emmett said, "Dude, now we're going to …" and then stopped, as with a roar, whoever was above her pulled Emmett's head off and threw it against the wall. Bella began choking as the gag stifled her screams.
She watched as the head bounced off the wall and she turned her own head to watch as it rolled on the floor, finally laying still and staring upwards, still blinking. There was silence from the Cullens until Mrs. Cullen said, in a trembling voice, "Jasper, you know that's going to take a while to reattach. I prefer it if you boys fight outside."
She was met with a loud growl, and then Edward said, "Everybody out, now! He thinks she's his mate."
Bella could hear Alice and Mrs. Cullen saying, "Oh, my God," and "Jasper, we're so sorry, of course we didn't know…" but they were met with final roar that shook the fine glasses on the table.
Finally, Dr. and Mrs. Cullen, Edward, Alice and Emmett were gone. Edward had carried Emmett's still-thrashing body, and Alice had carried Emmett's head. The only one left was the one crouched above her on the table. So far, she had only seen his backside, still right in front of her face. She went back to thinking it was a nice backside, and at least this part didn't have teeth to bite her with. She shook her head. Definitely not thinking clearly. She relaxed, though. Whoever he was, he had rescued her from the Cullens.
She mumbled against the gag and struggled against her silken bonds, trying to say, "Jasper," to bring his attention to her so he could untie her and release the gag. However, her body began reacting strongly to her rescuer's presence in a most unladylike manner.
Instead of untying her, he shifted from a crouch to kneeling on all fours. She felt her skirt being lifted and then felt him licking the cut Dr. Cullen had made on her thigh. She moaned without intending to, because though his tongue burned, it also felt so good. The body above her turned around, and she finally saw his face.
Jasper Hale. The blond brother. She had only seen him once, from a distance, before he left town. He had been across the parking lot with the other Cullens.
She quickly saw that face much closer, as he twisted around, staying on his hands and knees so he was now hovering over her, looking down into her eyes. He had a smear of her blood running from his lip onto his cheek. For some reason, this struck her as hot.
He began to make a rumbling noise that sounded like a purr. She moved her head, trying to get him to take off the gag. He stared down, seeming unable to comprehend. Then he lowered his abdomen onto hers and began stroking her with his body.
She fought against the restraints, but he didn't remove them.
The rumbling increased in his chest, and he began to tug at her dress. It ripped off in his hands, and he began nuzzling his way down her body. He pulled off her black bra and played with each breast for a moment in turn, tickling them with an icy tongue, leaving her nipples pebbled at the cold touch. He looked up and gave a smile, then kissed down to her navel. He stopped here, and lay down between her legs, and rested for a moment, with his head turned to one side on her stomach. It was as if he were listening to the sounds her body made. He sniffed the air a few times, then moved lower.
She arched up as his lips made contact between her legs. The rumble turned to a growl as he began to work her with his tongue, and despite her fear, she began to moan and thrash, as feelings deeper than she had ever experienced began to throb inside. Suddenly he bit her, just a quick sharp tingle, and that pushed her over the edge. She arched up, trying to get closer to his face, thrashing against the bindings.
Instantly, he was on top of her again, his face above hers, staring down into her eyes. He ripped off his clothes with one hand and then looked down at himself. Her eyes widened as they followed his. He was huge, and he was stroking himself with one hand, then lining himself up at her entrance.
He looked up again, and for the first time seemed to notice that she was gagged and had her hands bound. A slow smile crept across his face, and he looked at her expectantly. She finally nodded, faintly, and he pushed inside.
He went slowly, nudging and letting her adjust to his size until she felt completely full. Tears were back in her eyes when he broke her barrier, but he kissed them away, purring.
Finally he was all the way in, and he began to rock against her, slowly at first, then harder.
When he was done, he reached up and released the bindings and removed her gag. She put her arms around him, reaching up to stroke his hair.
"Hello, little one," he said, speaking for the first time. "I've been waiting a long time for you." He nuzzled her neck, his long blond hair tickling her shoulder and face, and then suddenly he bit down savagely. She screamed, and he covered her mouth with his hand. She felt fire starting to burn at the point of the bite, and she began to push him away. He pulled both her hands above her head and held them with one of his.
"Don't push me away. I've waited a long time for this moment. Don't worry, I won't leave you. Ever," he whispered, and put the gag back into her mouth.
Soon, the pain increased to the point she could no longer see, but she could feel his cold body next to hers, as the burning took over her entire being.
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Thank you to everyone who took the time to read and review my series of Halloween stories. I love putting Bella and Jasper together on my favorite holiday.
Have a great Halloween!
I have another story I've been working on, and I hope to get it written during November's NaNoWriMo. Never done this before, but you're supposed to try to write a bunch of words in the month of November. See what I come up with.
