Chapter 10: Another Two Fingers

Jasper's POV

The blond one Bella had identified earlier as Caius leapt from his seat at us only to crash into Bella's shield. I could feel his confusion under the many layers of rage and desperation. He tried clawing at the invisible wall and only ended up hurting his fingers. Bella was laughing loudly, contrary to her actual bored emotions. Caius circled around us trying to find a weak spot or opening. The last king still sitting, Marcus, had Caius dragged out the same way he did Aro.

I was surprised when we first walked in. Marcus' swirling emotions had been confusing me since we entered the opulently decorated room he was sitting in. I did not like in the least. Possessive emotions fluctuated upwards every time his eyes landed on her. He covets her almost as much as I do. I snaked my arm around Bella's shoulders trying to show my claim on her. His fury spiked up and I smiled. Marcus called for one of his guards. He whispered something in the guard's ear that was so quiet I couldn't hear what he said.

"Bella, and I believe your name is Jasper," his eyes never left Bella's and I was surprised he knew our names, "welcome to my home. I was unaware that you two were in the Romanian coven. Your plan of dividing my forces by having some of us go to take care of the Southern scuffles while others stayed here was rather smart."

"Neither of us are part of the Romanian coven," Bella said nonchalantly, "and you being in the Americas was just a happy coincidence, not a plan of mine." Marcus was feeling doubtful.

"How strange of you to say that, Bella, considering I know for a fact that you are the sister of Stefan, one of the last living members of the Romanian coven." The guard he had whispered to earlier was back and carrying Bella's journals that she had buried when we were still in the United States. Bella's anger pulsated, but she didn't show how mad she was as Marcus flipped through one of them.

"How uncouth, reading someone's diary without asking permission. You Volturi never cease to disgust me." She didn't bother to hide the venom in her voice.

"From what I've read you are the bad-mannered one. I shouldn't even have to mention how uncivilized, or 'uncouth' as you put it, throwing the detached pieces of my brothers' mates at us is. I believe that is some sort of breach of etiquette." Marcus' laugh was hollow.

"Mayhaps that wasn't the most traditional thank you gift for allowing us visitors into your home, but this is how the business of war works, we both know that. Anyways, I'm sure your brothers will appreciate having some part of their mates back." Bella shrugged. "Those wiggling fingers also prove that those two faux-queens have still not met their final end in the flames." Marcus nodded. "I didn't come here though to exchange un-pleasantries. Would you like to plead or say anything before I list the requirements that must be met for the return of your two coven members?" Bella had an air of civility around her that felt out of place, in my opinion, for the situation.

"Of course, I think it is only fair that I should warn you before you make your already bad situation worse." Marcus sat up straighter and I could tell that he was slipping into his role as one of the leaders of the Volturi. "The Volturi shall prevail in this matter and you will burn," his voice sounded certain, but his emotions said otherwise so I squeezed Bella twice. "If you tell me now where Sulpicia and Athenodora are I'll make sure that both of you will die quickly. If you make the folly of doing anything less than that Aro's threats will come to fruition." I squeezed Bella twice again telling her Marcus was lying. "The only choice left you have in your quickly coming to an end lives is the amount of pain you have to endure before you burn."

I didn't understand his motives or where his emotions towards Bella were coming from, but a disturbing idea was starting to form. Peter had started feeling intense emotions similar to Marcus' when he first met Charlotte…

"I'll take that into consideration." Bella said sarcastically and I smiled, feeding off her emotions. "The first demand of Vladimir and Stefan is for Alec and Jane to be burned. After that a third of your guard must be killed. You must also abdicate and swear to never claim to be the rulers of anything other than yourselves." I remembered the first two terms being said by Vladimir, but he hadn't mentioned the third term in front of me. There was the chance that they had added it in when they had their meeting, but I had a feeling the third part was purely Bella's devising.

"I'll need to discuss these demands with my brothers, before I can have a definite answer." He was stalling and I could already feel his resolved, negative disposition to the demands.

"Naturally," Bella gave him a sincere smile as he stood, "just remember that it doesn't take long for a dismembered, starving vampire to go insane." Her voice was honey sweet, in stark contrast with her words. Marcus shivered slightly and I was disgusted by his emotions of lust. He nodded at her.

"Mario will lead you to two adjacent guest rooms-"

"One room would be preferred." I cut in. He glared at me.

"As I was saying Mario will lead you to two adjacent guest rooms and rest assure knowing that we will have guards posted so that no disgruntled members of my coven attack you." I had to laugh at his words. He twisted the phrasing to make it sound like the guards were for our protection when they actually were both a threat and a means to make sure we didn't do anything that could be damaging. His glare intensified and he walked out a door with three guards following on his heels.

Eleven guards surrounded us as the one I assumed to be Mario guided us through the many halls. He showed us two twin rooms, but we both went into the one on the right. The furniture was severely outdated, but kept clean. As soon as the thick wooden door closed I pushed Bella down onto the plump bed. I was used to life and death situations based on fights, but not ones based on words. When I was in a fight I felt nothing, but this whole mission had me feeling like adrenalin was once again being pumped into my veins. I felt alive and ready to make every second count, preferably with Bella moaning beneath me.

"I love you so much I want to kill everyone else just so that we can never be interrupted ever again." I whispered as I nipped at her neck and let my hands memorize every inch of her body. "I want to give you more pleasure than you've ever had before. I want to make you scream my name in ecstasy." My voice was hoarse with desire and she was smiling, for once not fighting for dominance. Without thinking I ripped Bella's dress right down the middle. I stared at her for a moment, just savoring the image.

"Stop staring and start making me scream your name." Her smile turned devilish and she dug her nails into my back, trying to get me closer without using her strength. I was more than happy to oblige.

I slowly moved my way down her body with a trail of kisses. My satisfaction could wait, hers was all that mattered. I hiked up her hips up and placed a pillow beneath her perfectly rounded bottom.

With the ease of someone who has eternity I slid two fingers into her. Bella shuddered slightly as I hit the spot that always made her squirm. I quickened my pace as I started licking and sucking on her clit lightly. As she started making the most delicious sounding moans of pleasure I quickened my pace. Bella's fingers were tearing holes into the bed sheets.

"J-Jasper! Don't stop-just! Ah!" I felt her clinch around my fingers as her back arched and she came. She gasped a few times, coming off her high. I stared at her, filled with pride at causing her pleasure. Bella glanced at me with one eyebrow raised. "Well, no one told you to stop."

Raunchy stuff right under the Volturi noses. Saucy Bella.

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