Twilight Fanfiction; Dark Temptations.
Pairing; Bella/Jasper/Edward.
Warnings; This fic is set in an AU and does not have any canon couples or situations. This whole story is simply a work of my imagination, using our favorite characters! This will be a dark fic. It will feature a poly relationship and it will have threesome action. It is rated M for a reason and is for ADULT (Over eighteen) entertainment ONLY. There will be descriptive violence, gore and disturbing behavior. DO NOT SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU!
Disclaimer; All things recognizably Twilight orientated belongs to Stephanie Meyer. The only thing I own is this story line. I have not made any profit from the Twilight storyline or Stephanie Meyer's characters. Don't sue me please!
Chapter warnings; blood/gore/sex. NU18.
Chapter fourteen - Forever begins today.
Bella sighed in a melancholy way as she walked across the old world opulence of Jaspers bedchamber to the window which overlooked the valley below. A distant lupine howl echoed across the stark and yet beautiful lanscape upon which she feasted her eyes. It was a lonely place and yet she could never feel alone again. The wolf song ebbed and flowed until it was joined by yet another voice and then another, soon their eerie song was all she could hear. A small smile played across her face as she now rested her arms against the cold stone windowsill.
There was a strange sensation that prevailed through this castle, as if it was stuck in a time warp, having evaded modern society almost completely. It was every where she looked. The window she now looked out of had no glass in the sense that we knew it today, it only had hand crafted lead. While the windowsill was hewn out of what appeared to be solid granite, just like the rest of this mammoth castle. Bella's hands touch the edge of the widowsill and gripped it in a death like intensity that gave away her heart felt internal conflict.
She was dressed only in a floor legnth lace robe, it was dark colbalt blue and suited her vivid colouring perfectly. Edward had given it to her after washing her from top to toe with achingly tender hands, after her confrontation with her other half.
She still felt drained and almost weakened. As though the evil, wicked things she had seen through eyes that belonged to her, but also didn't, had drained the very life out of her. She felt as though the woman she had thought she was had indeed died. Just as her mother had - at her very own hands.
What still left an evil and bitter taste in her mouth was that both Frank and her mother had thought in their last painful moments on this earth that she, their Bella, was the one who was slashing their flesh, flaying skin and severing limbs with ease, a barely controlled quaking began in her limbs as she gripped the hard stone beneath her fingers with even greater force. She felt dirty, defiled and betrayed- by herself. She wished that she could explain to her loved ones that it hadn't been her doing those disgusting things. As impossible as it was she found herself praying that somehow they knew. She had to believe it.
A soft and chilly wind blew through the open windows into her still form causing her to shiver again more violently than before. Her long hair, a full cascade of dark brown curls interwoven with red highlights, now fell to her delectably curved thighs, it had grown overnight it seemed until it now reached to below her buttocks. The thin lace robe offered no protection from the elements and yet she didn't move or even think of going indoors, it bothered her not at all. A tray of uneaten food lay upon the old heavy wooden dresser. She had no appetite, even though Edward had assured her that she would need human food for a while yet.
Her vampires were hunting now. They had left her in the castle alone and undoubtedly pensive. Jasper had hated leaving her due to her miserable emotions and the over whelming hate she still bore Charlotte. Edward had smirked and stated that she would be okay.
She had accepted that she had another side and that they were now one. She could feel every nerve that had been bonded with her alter ego, it felt as if a branding iron had been used to join them, each new connection agonising and painfully noticeable. It's made no difference however, she was now in full possession of all Charlotte's needs, wants and desires and it frankly scared her half to death. The emotions were so different to her old self, they were wild, free and uninhibited.
Bloodthirsty.
Insatiable sexual desire, twisted and heavily sensual. More so than even she had been capable of as simply 'Bella'. The real her was still there, just in full possession of a vast array of emotions and deeds that she had never been capable of before.
Everything about Charlotte scared Bella. That is why she felt the need to change her name. It seemed only right to name the combination of her two halves by the one name that her vampires had called her. They had recognised her potential and had started to change her, therefore she felt like their creation.
Angel.
The Angel of death.
Bella realised life would never be the same again.
Now more so than ever.
Propped up against her pot of tea, on the forgotten breakfast tray was a newspaper which exward had left for her to see. It was the most popluar daily newspaper for the area of Los Angeles she had lived in. The front page was a piece about the famous profiler Bella Swan and her strange disappearance. Missing presumed dead, foul play suspected, possibly murdered by one of her profiles, the heading read almost cheerfully. Seeing that headline and knowing she could never go back had proven more than she could handle as she had felt tears well up in her eyes and slide down her cheeks. Wiping at them viciously she had made a startling discovery.
Her hands had been covered in a dark red substance. Running to the nearest mirror she had made twin discoveries that made her gasp and then cry out in fear. Her face was smeared with the dark red substance too. Dark rivulets cut across her pale skin from her wide eyes which were a dark and glistening ruby instead of the familiar dark brown. She had wiped at the bloody tears furiously, freezing in abject horror at her changed eyes and the fact that she was crying blood, as more of the strange substance oozed out passed her thick eyelashes dribbling down her pale cheeks.
Tears.
They were her tears she realised. They hadn't told her that she had changed so much already. She hadnt known that her eyes were red. It scared her as much as it pleased her. Bella hadn't realised that vampires could cry at all, let alone tears of blood.
Once the tears had stopped she wiped her face with a wet towel to remove the stains. Her skin glistened with a subtle luminosity that was inhuman and very beautiful. Each feature seemed more sharply defined and near perfect.
Her eyes surveyed the road below waiting for her vampires to return to her. She knew they wouldn't have left her if they could have avoided it, but their hunger had been epic due to her presence. Jasper particularly seemed to struggle with bloodlust around her and she longed to ask him why Edward could drink from her but he couldn't. Part if her knew it was because he wasnt sure that he could stop and he didnt believe that she had been ready up until now.
The sensation of Edward feeding from her while being fucked had been indescribable and Bella felt a shimmer of wild desire at the thought. It was sublimely delicious. Thinking about blood had a curious effect on Bella's body; for the first time she felt hunger and thirst swirl through her until her mouth filled with ...saliva? She swallowed experimentally and then frowned at the strange taste.
It tasted unlike anything she could remember having tasted before. Sharp, tart and slightly sweet. It didnt taste like any saliva she had ever tased before. Her hard nails scratched the granite as she became unspeakably aroused, thoughts of biting Edward and Jasper in return while they were joined created chaotic and erotic images in her mind creating a warm wetness between her thighs.
A rush of supernaturally fast wind blew past her skin and she froze before smiling softly. It was Jasper. She could smell his very eccence mixed with the scent of human blood. His clothes were as usual a mess, tattered, torn and bloody he smelt like a banquet to Bella's starved senses. His thick muscular arms enveloped her from behind, his large hands feasting on her semiclad flesh with a hunger that was matchless.
'I could sense your need, my Angel. It seems our mating bond is becoming stronger still. I was miles away but I had to come home to you, the pull of your delectable body was too strong, Edward understood. He stayed for he is ravenous and in the midst of a meal.' Jasper intoned against her exposed neck. 'You change more by the minute my sweet. I think it is time to change you completely. Can I take all that you are my dark Angel and make you mine for eternity?'
She felt a frission of fear as well as excitment at his words and she nodded eagerly. Jasper licked and then sucked the sensitive flesh of her neck into his hungry mouth gazing it seductively with razor sharp teeth. Bella moaned and thrust her hips back against his steely body, desire spreading through her with the force of a forest fire.
She could smell the blood on his lips and she turned her head without thought, her tongue snaking out to lick at his lower lip as if asking for a taste. A slow and deadly smirk twisted his sensuous lips as he complied with his mates request; claiming her lips fully he sucked her tongue into his mouth and allowed human blood to pool within him. Bella found her mouth suddenly filled with still warm blood; it tasted like the most delicious food she had ever tasted, it tasted of passion, life and ecstacy.
She licked at the liquid that filled her mates mouth groaning in pleasure as its deliciousness trickled out from between their joined mouths to dribble down her chin and down onto her neck.
Swallowing cautiously at first, she was soon drinking every drop he had to give her and loving each mouthful.
They parted at last, their ruby eyes locking and intertwining their two souls irrevocably. 'So hungry my sweet,' Jasper crooned as he smoothed her hair back off her face lovingly. 'Soon you will have your first kill and then you will know what true satisfaction is.' Bella smiled at him and then leaned forward to kiss him properly, demanding heat and lust flared between them as their tongues tangled and their lips caressed. Bella tangled her hands into the softness of his golden hair holding him as close as she could. Her lace robe was parted now and his hard hands were cupping her breasts with almost cruel intensity.
'I want you. Fuck, Isabella, so god damn much.' He said his voice harsh with passion as he kneaded her sensitive flesh rhythmically. He called her Isabella acknowledging that she was still just Bella to him.
Her nipples were peaked so tightly they were painfully throbbing, waiting for his mouth to claim them. Arching her back wantonly she lifted her chest up towards his mouth as if offering herself as one would a banquet. He growled and accepted her offer, his harsh mouth claiming one peak as the other was plucked between hungry fingers.
A small whimper and then a cry left her gasping mouth as Jasper bit her nipple hard, breaking the tender skin easily, deep sharp tugs followed as he drank her blood, pushing his venom into her willing body in large quantities. There was a burning as the poisonous fluid surged into her bloodstream. Their fingers touched each other, hands slid over each other caressing, the tenderness an odd contrast to what their bodies were doing.
She watched as Jasper suckled voraciously on her breast, blood leaking from the sides of his mouth like ribbons of scarlet. She realised she should maybe be concerned that her mate was drinking from her with far much too much abandon. But with each sucking tug of his lips an inner coil tightened deliciously causing her pussy to pulse with a hunger so intense it threatened to send her into a dark void. For the very first time she felt a sharp prick again her lip. She bit her soft lip again experimentally and discovered that her teeth were very sharp now. Impossibly so.
What was happening?
'You are completing the change, Angel.' Jasper said as he realised her torn flesh. She felt no pain however only ecstacy. His raised face was smeared with her blood and while the sight should have struck terror into her heart it only made her more lustful. His fierce face was beautiful and extremely handsome. Eyes predatory and so hungry. Bella sighed in pleasure as she wrapped she legs around his hips, the lace robe hanging open and forgotten around her shoulders as she climbed her mate. She coiled herself tightly around him and grinned at him, watching as his eyes flickered down to her teeth. Her fully legnthened canines on display. An answering smile spilt his face as he said simply ; 'Bite me.'
She needs no instruction nor does she need encouragement as she leans forwards in his arms and licks his chin and then his neck. She snuzzles the curve of his powerful throat before her razor like teeth sink through his stone flesh with ease. Shock floods her along with ecstacy as his venom floods her mouth; spicy and delicious it fills her with everything he is and everything she wants to be.
Everything she will become.
His.
Mine.
The word's fly through both of their minds as she sucks again and again. Drinking his venom hungrily. His very essence filling her completely.
Jasper groans and then growls as she feeds off of him. His rock hard erection pulsing between them needing her tight warmth. He let's her feed, the sensation both arousing and painful to him as he gives her what she needs to complete the change from mortal to immortal.
His.
Hers.
Mine.
The words swirl through between them repeatedly. Their bond intensifying to epic proportions.
Jasper carries her into their chamber. His fingers tear the robe off of her shoulders as he one handedly removes his own clothes, followed closely by her hands as if they are of one mind. Once they are both naked he aligns himself with her tight body and thrusts his hard cock into her tightness with delighted abandon.
Her lips are still locked onto his neck in an unbreakable hold and he loves each small tug of her mouth as well as the swipe of her tongue as she feeds off of him. His hands cup her ass, helping her to ride him as she shudders again and again against his ice cold body. Their temperatures almost match now. Her skin far colder than any humans. Her human end is nigh and inside she feels it, knows it and rejoyces. She is nearly dead and dying has never tasted so sweet.
Her heart beat stutters and the stops only to suddenly race forwards with sloppy abandon.
It hurts within her chest and she wants to scream but she has no desire to remove her mouth from her mates neck.
More, more, oh more, please more. The chant echos through her body and mind fusing with his as their bodies work together in perfect unison towards a goal of completion.
Jasper strokes her rapidly cooling skin, touching every inch of her exposed body that he can as he fucks her deep and demanding. His powerful thrusts shaking her body violently with each penetration. He stands effortlessly holding her weight as if it is nothing to him and indeed it is.
But Angel wants more and she is as ravenous as Edward said she would be, she is a beautiful demon. Never sated and wild in her very beauty. Jasper feels her finally release his flesh from between her lips and he then grips her face harshly, raising it to his. Their eyes lock once again and there is nothing except the two of them. Together forever.
There seems to be something missing despite the depth of their emotions and Bella can sense it. It is Edward. There is an emptiness within them both that begs filling. For the first time she can sense the bond she has with both her vampires and her body celebrates it. Her body locks and she arches in Jasper arms as she races towards the precipice of nirvana. She rides him hard, far harder than a human could, as hard as a newborn vampire about to be delivered into this world.
As her body shakes against his and their mutual cries fill the silence her heart stops completely. For a moment her eyes slide shut and she is silent as the after shocks of a mind blowing orgasm echo through them both. She doesn't move nor speak nor falter. Jasper carries her to their bed and lays her still form upon the silk sheets. He withdraws from her depths and stares in rapture at his new mates unparalled beauty. His intense eyes worshipping at her shrine with single minded devotion.
She is all wanton curves and luscious skin, alabaster smooth and supple grace. Her silence is normal so he doesn't press for her to speak. He studies her intensely drinking in each feature as if it is being branded onto of his brain's synopsis and cells alike.
He bends forward then and presses a caste kiss on to her still lips. Her lips move under his and she opens her red, red eyes to stare in wonder at her mate. But the 'something' that is still missing is Edward, so she stops the kiss to ask: 'Where is Edward?'
A smooth and deceptively calm voice replies from the windows. 'I am here dear Angel. Where I have been for a long while.' A smile curves her perfect lips as she turns her head to see her other lover's face. It is as always, mischievous and filled with mirth. There is not much Edward takes seriously, except this between them. The mating bond is too strong for him to stay away when she so obviously wants him near, so he jumps lightly from his perch landing in a graceful prowl towards her prone figure.
'Why didn't you join us?' Bella asked holding her hand out to him just as the other clutches Jasper still, with newly made immortal strength. 'I had hoped you would help to change me.'
A smirk and a shrug are her answer as he crawls towards them across the rumpled silk. His beautiful angels face is intensely aroused and focused as he hovers over her and searches her face with an impish grin. 'How beautiful you are my love.' He murmurs, he leans down and presses a kiss to her gently parted lips. 'Even more than I imagined you to be.' They kiss passionately. Tasting and reaffirming the bond between them as Jasper watches with contented eyes, heavy lidded and all seeing. His fingers stroke Edwards head as he kisses their mate, his fingers entertaining with the bronze strands. The strokes are filled with deep and abiding love.
Edward then releases her lips and reaches towards Jasper and, grasping his face with harsh passion, kisses him fiercely. Bella watches as her mates reestablish their own bond and grins up at them.
Edward grabs her face then and hauls it towards them, their three mouths melding together in a three way kiss that defies the rules of normal passion. Three tongues slip and slide together in a threshing mass of lust and love. Bella's arms hold them both to her as tightly as she can, which is considerable now.
'Let us go and hunt, my love.' Edwards says as he draws back a satisfied smile on his face.
Angel appears confused until a firey heat ignites within her parched throat at the mention of blood. Her hands go upward and grasp the satiny column with a tight grip. 'What is wrong with me?' She asks.
'You are only thirsty Angel. We do not wish to hunt as we are already sated. It is you who must eat now.' Jasper says as he caresses her cheek and throat.
Bella eyes him hungrily as he body revisits the lustful passion between them, her all seeing eyes travel down his strong throat and she glows at the sight of her mark upon him. Jasper grins and fingers it in delight. 'I love it, my angel. I will treasure it always. Look, it joins the other precious mark I carry from Edwards own change, four centuries ago.' He carries her hand to his skin until she is touching the other similar scar he carries almost perpendicular to hers.
Jasper also carried numerous other scars all over his body and Bella wondered what could have harmed him so. But she doesn't ask now. One day it will be time for answers.
Edward kisses her face gently as he pulls her to her feet. She flows to a vertical position effortlessly, her limbs graceful and purely free from human constraints. Her nakedness is forgotten as she twirls on her nimble feet. Bella loves the feeling of a perfect body. A weightlessness fills her and she wonders briefly if vampires can fly. She distantly remembers her worries and pain about her slaughtered loved ones. It still bothers her but now she has so much room in her mind she worries with a portion as she simmiltainiously enjoys her new found freedom from human constraints.
Edward moves to leave her to find her some clothes no doubt. She stops him by wrapping her arms around his neck and smiling at him with a sensual edge he finds he cannot ignore.
'My dear Angel. There will be plenty of forever's to enjoy each other again. I swear I only left you to Jasper because he longed for the minute of your human end. He wished to be the one to change you just as he changed me and I found that I wished to indulge him. I am a fool for those I love.' He whispered as his eyes found and held hers with infinite passion and lust within those beloved red depths. Bella nodded solemnly as she understood his reasoning. She pulled his face closer to hers, their lips meeting and caressing with slowly building passion. She shook with desire and moaned low and almost soundless. Her body was so much more sensitive to touch than it had been, each touch amplifies tenfold to her senses. They part reluctantly and she dresses with difficulty as her hands shred her clothes repeatedly.
With laughing faces her mates help her to dress, their hands caressing as well as aiding her.
Soon she is decent in a pair of jeans and a dark blue long sleeved t-shirt. The outfit hugs her perfect curves and suits her vivid colouring. Her mates kiss her at the same time before dragging her through the window, along the ledge below it and onto the turrets beyond that. They laugh at her fear of heights and pull her along with them as they leap off the uppermost story. She shreiks out of human habit as her body free falls through hundreds of feet of empty air. She realises halfway down that this is fun and allows her self to twist and turn midair. They land on their feet and Bella laughs out loud at the sensation. They hold onto one of her hands each as they run out along the draw bridge. They pull her into a run and she giggles in sheer girlish abandon as she keeps pace with them without even trying. The countryside whizzes by but Bella notices that she can see every small detail in picture perfect clarity. Her eye sight has been improving for a while now but it is nothing compared to this effortless visual masterpiece.
Bella has never felt as whole as she does running in between her vampires. She feels complete and safe and free.
Her throat burns like a parched desert. It begins to ache as a delicious scent drifts on the wind to the north of their precise position. Bella scents her prey and drifts along on the wind in the wake of that delicious meal ahead. Her natural hunting instincts take over and she becomes almost animalistic in her stalk. Her eyes glaze over and turn black as pitch.
Jasper and Edward share a proud glance as they watch with unashamed happiness as their newborn mate hunts her first human. She prowls along the grasslands towards a farm house some miles away from the castle walls. No one lives too close to the stark, forlorn and dangerous edifice that carves it's massive bulk out of the very stone beneath the ground. It has been said that the master of the castle has not changed in seven hundred years or more. It is also said that the original Lord was taken by the devil himself and cursed to always walk the earth under the cover of darkness.
His was the curse of the undead.
No one willingly went anywhere near the castle, be it day or night. Although it mattered not, for Jasper and Edward roamed hundreds of miles afield sometimes in search if a meal. If bored even into another country.
But now, in broad daylight, their dark angel hunted for her much needed first meal. Her long hair formed a halo around her face and body as she crouched and stalked her prey. All semblance if human had disappeared leaving in its wake a dangerous and bloodthirsty killer. Bella didn't think, only hunger drove her on.
An old man sat upon the ground a few feet in front of where the newborn Bella was waiting, he was fixing his fishing nets for the following mornings catch. He was unaware as his death drew ever nearer.
She stalked him until she was a few feet behind him, her eyes focused and deadly, her lips parted in a feral snarl. Suddenly she leapt through the air and landed on to the unsuspecting man. She easily subdues him, his cries muffled by her well placed hand across his mouth as she slowly sunk her razor teeth into his straining neck. She savoured the taste as warm blood flowed around her feeing mouth like bright scarlet ribbons. It soaks her upper body partially making her blue top a strange violet.
Jasper and Edward stand near by and watch, casually leaning against a fallen tree trunk. Their eyes inky black at the doubly arousing sight of their new mate feeding.
Bella drinks until the old man is empty and pale white. She pulls back and following instinct alone she slowly begins to play with her food. There is still blood in the tissues as she tears off an arm and examines it with a detached and almost clinical focus. A small smile curves her blood stained lips, revealing long canines still covered with blood. Her enjoyment of the act of dismembering to her victim is all Charlotte and her mates share a loaded glance before grinning at each other contentedly. Their mate is a switch and they are proud of her.
Bella sees what she is doing and hates it as much as she loves it. It is a swirling pool of conflict in her being. She cannot fight it any longer, it is simply what she is, it seems.
The Bella side of her desist from the gory play toy she holds and throws the corpse aside casually as she rises to her feet in a fluid motion of stunning grace. She leaves the crime scene behind as she run to her mates. She knocks into them both as their arms close around her lovingly.
'More?' Jasper asks with a small smile.
Bella doesn't hesitate as she replies. 'Yes please.' A smile creasing her lovely face.
The dark cloud's over head foretell of dark times ahead as the terrible three take off together. Finally entertwined together they belive that nothing can touch them now. They feel invincible in this moment.
A watching vampires hisses in anger as she sees the mated trio leave together. Her natural gift of camouflage allows her to be close to them without detection. Her jealous emotions cloaked and concealed from both of the vampires she knows so well. Her lovely face a and long golden hair are as stunning as all of those gifted with immortality.
She dreams of revenge and she vows that she will have it. She crouches in the tree behind where they stood and plots her next move. She has waited centuries for this.
A/N: No, its not Maria! Lol next chapter up soon. Please review.