Chapter 25
I own nothing all for funzies.
They talked for hours, coming up with possible solutions to the problem. Jasper, Peter, and Charlotte all gave their opinions on how Maria would come at us. I got more and more anxious the longer they talked about her, even with Jasper trying to ease my worries with calm. On top of that every time he touched me I wanted to rip his clothes off whether everyone was there or not.
Super self-control or not I was still having trouble. I kept breaking things just by touching them. I had hurt Jacob again just by nudging him playfully. Everyone kept assuring me that I was doing great and that they all went through it as well. It wasn't reassuring.
I was uncomfortable in my clothes. After I'd taken my shower with Jasper earlier, I'd found clothes laid out on the bed for me. It was a tight blue sweater dress, a pair of black tights, and a pair of over the calf heeled boots. Alice was definitely back. She said I should start dressing for my new body.
I still hadn't bothered to looking in the mirror. I also didn't argue about the clothes. I figured everything I tried to wear would be equally as uncomfortable, and I was sure going nude would be frowned upon.
I finally couldn't take it anymore and just went out on the back patio and watched the sun set. The pond was beautiful with the setting sun back drop. I tried so hard to be comfortable here; everyone was trying so hard to make me feel at home. But I just couldn't think of this house as home. When I was human I'd been so comfortable here, but it still wasn't home.
I heard the door open; Jasper walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. "Darlin', what's wrong?" he asked nuzzling my neck.
"I don't know." And I didn't know. I had everything I could want or need here. Why couldn't I be happy here?
"Would ya like to go hunt again?" he thought I was uncomfortable because I was hungry. "Peter and Charlotte are goin' into Seattle if ya want them to teach ya to hunt that way." His voice was tense as he asked me.
"Why would I want to learn to hunt humans?" I asked turning him his arms to look at him.
"I thought maybe ya would be angry that we were forcin' our way of feedin' on you." he bent down and kissed me lightly. "I don't want ya to think ya have to choose this life style just because we all chose it."
"You know I couldn't stay here with the family if I started feeding on humans. Would you really want me to have to leave? Do you not want me here?" I knew that as much as they all loved me and would accept it if I chose to live like Peter and Charlotte that I couldn't stay with them if I did, their way of like would be jeopardized if I slipped up and fed to close to home, or lost control and outed us. Not to mention I had no idea what the wolves might do to me if I fed from a human even if it wasn't in town. I already knew the answer to my second question but I still couldn't help asking it.
"No babe, I don't want ya to leave. I just, well…" he seemed to be having trouble phrasing what he wanted to say. He looked back at the living room through the window at the others. "Ya want to get out of here for a little bit?"
"You read my mind honey." I kissed him. "But can we with everything going on?"
"We have plenty of time before we have to worry about any of that. Give me one hour and we'll go do somethin' together and get away from everyone, okay?" he didn't wait for my answer he was just gone.
I could feel him moving around the house for a few minutes, and then the line between us started to get a tighter. He was moving away from the house. I ran around to the front to follow him. Where the hell was he going?
"Hold it right there little bit." Peter said stepping in front of me.
I growled at him. "Jasper asked us to keep ya company long enough for him to run an errand. He said he'd be back before the hour was up." Charlotte said trying to get my attention off my anger.
She wrapped her arm around my shoulders and tried to steer me back into the house but I planted my feet. I didn't want to go back into the house. It was making me edgy and anxious. "Hey Bella, do you want to see my garden?" Rosalie came out the front door to save me.
"Yes please." I pulled away from Charlotte and went with Rose around the side of the house. "Go hunt, don't worry about me I'll see you guys later." I called back to them. Hidden in the foliage around the house was a green house. She opened the door and I followed her in. "Wow!" it was like an exotic rainforest.
It was warm in the building like any green house, plants and flowers everywhere were being misted by automatic misters on the ceiling. Rose hit a button on the wall and the misters stopped spraying. "Go ahead and look around, I'm going to check on a few things." She walked off leaving me to wonder around.
It was much bigger than it looked from the outside. I wondered around the rows and rows of colorful greenery in awe. There were roses, lilies, daisies, ivies, blue bells, various colored carnations, daffodils, hibiscus, and even some Bird Of Paradise flowers. There were so many other flowers and plants on rows and row of tables and from pots hanging from the ceiling that I didn't know the names of. It was very peaceful here. It was quiet; there weren't nine other vampires, and a hand full of wolves hovering over me out here.
I walked all the way to the back where I found my Orchids. Rose had them in every conceivable color but I loved the blue, purple, pink, and green ones. I ran my finger lightly over one of the pedals. They were so soft and velvety feeling. I left the orchids and followed a sweet scent. There were several tiny orange trees with tons of small white orange blossoms on them. I loved the smell.
"I come out here when they all start to become too much." Rose said from behind me. "I noticed you looked like you could use just a few minutes alone."
"I love it in here Rose. You have a wonderful green thumb I don't even know what some of these are." I was honored that she was sharing her special place with me.
"They're my babies." She said in a slightly sad voice. "We can't have the real thing and we can't really have pets since animals seem to flee from us. So I grow flowers." She ran her fingers lightly over a bed of what looked like pansies.
I hadn't thought about that aspect yet. I couldn't have children. I couldn't give Jasper offspring. I'd never really thought about children seriously before. I remembered often having the fleeting thought that I would never have children, when I'd have to be caring for my mother like she was a child. I hadn't thought to ask Jasper if he'd ever wanted children. He wouldn't have been able to give them to me but we would have had other options if I'd been able to wait to be turned for a few more years.
My heart hurt just a little at the loss of that option. But it hurt worse for Rosalie. I knew that she'd wanted children so badly before being turned. She'd told me as much. I hated that this was her alternative.
We walked around the green house for a very long time in silence. Rosalie was different out here. I liked this side of her. She took care of her plants, fed them, watered them, and weeded them. She cared for them like they really were children, giving them all the love she was able. I knew when we left this building she'd go back to the playful, bitchy person she really was, who I loved. But I cherished this time with her. This is who she would have been if she'd stayed human. She would have been a caring, nurturing mother. I wonder who I would have been.
When we finally emerged Jasper was sitting on the front porch waiting for me. I smiled at him feeling a lot bet now that Rose had given me a little break from the others. "here." She thrust a paper sack at him. I couldn't see what was in it but I could smell orchids and orange blossoms. "If you keep raiding my house, you're going to have to build me on an addition just to house your own supply!" she snapped at him. I could help but smile.
"Thank you Rose." He kissed her on the cheek and she was gone in search of Emmett.
It was full dark now. Jasper took my hand and led me to the garage. "Don't I need to change or something?" I asked. I wasn't sure if I was dressed right for where ever he was taking me.
"Only if you want to baby." He said pulling me to him and kissing me.
"Where are we going?" I wanted to know so I knew how to dress. I didn't want to embarrass him by bein over or under dressed.
"Where do you want to go most in the world?" he led me to his area in the massive garage and pulled the cover off his cars.
I remembered driving one of them to the cabin. I remembered being in the cabin alone, laying on the bed crying. I pushed that thought away. I wouldn't let that one memory ruin our place. I bit my lip and smiled at him, "Can I drive?"
He just smiled and tossed a set of keys at me. He jumped over the passenger side door and slid into the teal two seater. I was pretty sure he called it a Cobra once. I was so excited. I got in started it and peeled out heading for the cabin. I didn't even bother with a seat belt and neither did he. There was no point, unless the thing burst into flames and we couldn't get out quick enough we'd survive anything that could happen to us in the car.
I worried as we sped through town that someone would notice me driving when I was supposed to be dead. But Jasper assured me that if anyone saw me right now they wouldn't know it was me. I really needed to look in a mirror some time. I couldn't believe I'd changed that much.
We were at the cabin in record time. It was already lit up. Well now I knew where he'd gone. "Stay right here for a moment darlin'." He ordered and took his paper covered flowers into the house.
He was back in less than a minute. I was already out and standing around in front of the car. I like the car but the light blue Barracuda was still my favorite so far.
Jasper scooped me up and carried me bridal style into the house. "Welcome home baby." He whispered before he kissed me. Everything from the last time I'd been here was gone. He'd disposed of all the candles and the dead flower pedals on the floor. There was a fire in the fire place, which was a little useless since I didn't really get cold now. But it was nice to look at.
He lowered me so I could stand. Home, not quite but almost. It wasn't Charlie's house, but it was a special place to me that I felt comfortable in. It's where jasper and I fell in love. It's where we'd made love the first time. I loved this place.
I followed the smell of orchids and orange blossoms to the bedroom. He'd gotten rid of the wilted bouquet and replaced it with a new one. "Sit done Bella, I want to talk to ya."
I sat on the edge of the bed a little nervous. I didn't want any bad news in this place. "Okay let's hear it." I braced myself for the worst.
He smiled at me feeling my apprehension. He leaned against the door frame with his arm crossed over his chest. "I love you so much." he said smiling at me.
"I love you to. Is that really what you wanted to talk about, because I'm pretty sure I already knew you loved me?" I chuckled at him.
"No ya cheeky monkey. About our earlier conversation, if ya really wanted to learn to hunt like Peter and Charlotte I would understand. Like I said, I don't want to force ya into a way of life ya don't want."
I didn't want to learn to feed like they did. I just didn't like the idea of picturing people like hamburgers. It just wasn't appetizing. I didn't judge Peter and Charlotte. They were good people they only fed from horrible people, or on occasion someone who was already dying. Charlotte had told me that once. But I wanted to know where he was going with this conversation so I played along.
"But then I'd have to leave. Do you want me to leave with Peter and Charlotte?" I didn't even like talking about leaving him behind as a hypothetical. "You'd really let me go again?"
"Hell no!" he snapped. I had to smile. "If ya wanted to feed like they do I'd go with ya." I tried to process that one. He would leave his family to be with me if I chose to leave. Was he saying he'd switch diets to, or would he just accompany me and keep his own diet? That led to; did he want to change diets? Is that why he was bringing this up? I wouldn't change diets, but I would go with him if he left. I wouldn't force him to feed the way I did.
"Are you wanting to change diets?" he looked shocked. So no he was content with his current feeding habits. "Well then why are we having this conversation? I have no desire to feed from humans. Why would you offer it to me?"
"You just seem uncomfortable and unhappy with the others. I thought that maybe you might be angry that we were forcing you to curb your appetite. Carlisle told me once that Edward left for a while once because he didn't like being told he shouldn't feed from humans."
"Well it's nice to know that Mr. Perfect isn't quite so squeaky clean." I chuckled. The prick had given Jasper such a hard time about struggling to control his thirst for humans and he'd willingly left to do just that. Oh I was going to have so much fun throwing that at him later. "And it's not my diet that's bothering me. It's being in that house with all of them. I mean I know they all mean well, but they are hovering like they think I'm going to freak and go on a killing spree at any minute. Also it just doesn't feel like home there. I know Esme is trying hard but it's just not my home." I felt like I was explaining it wrong.
Jasper thought for a long moment. "Ya feel lost because ya lost your home?" I shook my head yes at him. I didn't have to explain it right. My mate understood me just fine. He thought again. "How do ya feel here?"
"I love it here." I smiled at him.
"So this place feels like home to ya?" he stepped away from the door and came to stand in front of me.
"Not exactly home, but I'm happy here. I'm content. It's closer to home than the Cullen house." he went into deep thought again.
"The Cullen house." he repeated quietly. I hoped I hadn't hurt his feeling. Their house was the Cullen house. I was one of them but I wasn't a Cullen. I was Isabella Marie Swan. I didn't feel like a Cullen. I felt sort of lost and out of place. I didn't belong anywhere.
Without warning Jasper dropped to one knee. Oh shit. "Isabella Marie Swan, I love ya more than anything or anyone in the entire world. I was a fool for leavin' ya, and I swear to never do it again. I want to spend eternity makin' ya as happy as I'm able. I want to tie myself to ya in every way physically, humanly, and inhumanly possible." He smiled up at me and pulled the little black box that had been on the dresser the last time I'd been here out of his back pocket, opening it and holding it up to me. "Please say yes, and make me the luckiest and happiest vampire in existence. Marry me Bella?"
If I had still been human my heart would have been beating so hard they would have been able to hear it back at the Cullen house. He was asking me to be his wife. I was a little scared. I wanted to marry him. I knew that. But my mother's voice was running through my thoughts telling me I shouldn't get married before I was much older. Before I could live my life, and figure out who and what I wanted out of life. But my mother was wrong and my situation was so much different from hers. First of all I was going to live for a very long time; I'd have plenty of time to live my life several times over. Second I would never want anyone other than Jasper. We were already tied together for eternity with or without a ring, a preacher, and a party.
I looked down at the ring in the box. There was no diamond, I smiled. It was and antique silver ring with a very pretty polished oval green stone with tiny golden flecks throughout it. I shook my head yes at him. He smiled that sexy crooked smile at me.
He took ring out of the box and slid it on my finger. It fit perfectly. "It's beautiful, I love it." I told him.
"It was my momma's. My daddy bought it for her when I was born. It's a jasper stone. She said she named me jasper because I didn't have blue eyes when I was born like most babies. I had green eyes with brown and gold flecks." He smiled up and me exuding his joy. "When I left for the war she gave it to me and made me promise to give it to the women I loved." This was the most romantic moment of my life so far.
I slid off the bed and into his lap wrapping my arms round him. His hands slid to my waist and he began gathering the material of the annoying dress and pulling if up. "Wait!" I said pulling back from him. "We can't!"
"Jesus Christ women you're killing me! What? What's wrong? Ya didn't change your mind already did ya?" he gave a nervous chuckle, trying to down play his worry.
"What about your divorce?" that was my one big stipulation when we'd discussed marriage in the truck. He had to finalize his divorce from his first wife first.
He laughed and walked to the dresser opening the first drawer. He brought me back the large manila envelope. I opened it. It was the final divorce decree for Alice Cullen and Jasper Whitlock. I slid back into his lap again. "So I'm going to be a Whitlock, not a Cullen?" I liked that.
"We can use any last name ya want as long as you're mine baby." His hands were back on my waist and he was shimming the material up. "But I won't lie; I would prefer ya be a Whitlock." I tossed the paper work to the dresser and he pulled the dress over my head.
"Good." I said as he got up and laid me back on the bed and pull my boots and tights off. "I would prefer to be a Whitlock."
I was propped up on my elbow; I bit my lip and watched him as he quickly pulled his own shirt in one quick movement. He slid his own boots off and then undid his pants at a painfully slow human pace smiling wickedly at me.
I was up off the bed in a flash dropping to my knees and pulling the pants, and his boxer briefs with me. I'd never done this so I was hoping I didn't make a fool out of myself. I wrapped a hand around his thick length. He looked down into my eyes as I massaged him his own eyes smoldering. I could feel his desire washing over me. It made me shiver. I moved forward and ran my tongue over the tip of him. He swore and ran a hand through my hair.
I parted my lips and sucked the tip of him into my mouth. As I sucked more of him into my mouth I ran my tongue around the head and used my hand to continue massaging what I couldn't take in. He was just too big to be able to take all of him in my mouth. I began moving my mouth up and down the length of him, massaging him with my hand and tongue. A string of curse words poured form his lips. His hand running through my hair was now tugging at it lightly. I figured I was doing a good job.
With a growl he pulled away from me, he picked me up and tossed me onto the bed. He was on top of me and burying himself deep inside me causing me to cry out in pleasure. I wrapped my legs around his waist and brought my hips up to meet his as he pumped into me. His hands were everywhere, on my breasts, my hips, in my hair. It was like he couldn't get enough of me. One of my own hands was buried in his golden hair. The other slid down his back and over his bottom, my nails digging in slightly urging him to go harder.
He pulled away from me and sat up on his knees gripping my hips. Being able to see him moving in and out of me turned me on even more and my first orgasm hit hard making me see stars for a moment. He was nowhere near done with me yet though.
He pulled out of me and I cried out in protest, before he flipped me over and moved us closer to the top of the bed. He placed my hands on the top iron bar of the new heard board. I didn't have time to get self-conscious before he was slid his knees between mine forcing them farther apart and burring himself inside me again, one hand snaking around me to pinch my nipples slightly, the other sliding around between my legs and massaging my clit.
"Oh god!" I came again; I could feel the iron bar being crushed under my hands.
He leaned forward and nipped my ear. "I prefer Jasper, but I'll accept god just this once I suppose." His voice was deep and thick with desire.
He pulled out of me again, I cried out in protest again. I didn't want him to keep pulling out of me. I wanted to stay joined with him as long as I could. He pulled me around and laid me back down on my back. He pushed into me slowly. I was so much more sensitive now that I'd climaxed twice already. I could feel every inch of him inside me. I loved never getting tired or getting worn-out. We could make love for hours on end if we wanted to. I was pretty sure that's what he was going for.
He set a slow steady pace. I had one leg hitched up over his hip and the other was bent with my foot planted in the bed helping me to move and meet his hips with my own as he pushed into me. I wrapped my arm around him pulling him closer to me. I couldn't seem to get enough skin contact. His own hand went around me and slid up my shoulder blade and his hand gripped the top of my shoulder, his other hand went to my hair again. He kissed me passionately. I nipped his lip with my teeth when he pulled back. "I love you so much." he said staring into my eyes.
"I love you to. More than I will ever be able to tell you. I love you with all my heart and soul." He rested his forehead against mine and I the first waves of his pleasure seeping through me. His pace picked up, faster and harder. "Jasper." I moaned.
"Bella, you feel so good." He kissed me again. My body tightened around him and he lost his pace. He began moving a little more erratic and then I felt his orgasm, it flowing through me making me scream in pleasure, my nails raked down his back. I pushed my pleasure back into him and he continued to pump in and out of me, he cried out into my mouth as he kissed me.
Finally he slowed until he was just barely rocking his hips against mine. "I think we should do that lots more." My voice was breathy.
He chuckled and pulled out of me. He laid down the other side of me pulling me to lie on his chest. "We have forever baby. I'm sure we'll be doing it a lot more."
"What if you get tired of having just me or if we get tired of sex? Forever is a very long time." I really was concerned about that. Emmett and Rosalie seemed to be going strong. Carlisle and Esme were very obviously in love but they weren't as affectionate as Emmett and Rose. And Peter and Charlotte well didn't really know what to say about them. They were always near one another, but they barely touched in front of others. I had no idea what they did alone. I knew they loved each other. Maybe they'd grown tired of sex, or affection.
"I could never get tired of sex with ya darlin'. I've never met a mated pair who could keep their hands off each other." He ran his fingers lightly up and down my arm.
"Carlisle and Esme, or Peter and Charlotte?" I challenged him.
"Baby, Carlisle and Esme are just very quiet." He chuckled. I would have blushed if I could have. Talking about his parent's sex life was a little weird. "And Peter and charlotte, well they still cling to old habits." Talking about my parents was even weirder.
I realized I'd just referred Peter and Charlotte my parents. I thought about that. Carlisle would always feel like an adoptive father to me, or maybe an uncle. But Peter was who I looked at as a father figure. The same went for Esme and Charlotte. Esme was like an adoptive mother or an aunt. Charlotte was my mother. I wondered if I should feel bad for thinking like that so soon after Charlie's death.
"What do you mean?" I asked pushing the thoughts away. I didn't want to bring myself and Jasper down with sad thoughts right now.
"When a pair showed signs of being mate, we were ordered to kill them. They got very good a hiding their status. They're much better now but back when they first came back for me they would barely acknowledge each other in front of other vampires."
"Why would you have to kill them?" it just seemed so wrong. I knew he had only done what he had to, to survive though.
"Because Maria is a horribly jealous female, she wanted to make sure she was the only female in every male's life under her command. If they mated, to her it was a betrayal. She likes to pretend she's in love with them and that they are in love with her. To choose someone over her is unthinkable to her. She is of course bat shit crazy." He switched the subject quickly. "Besides if for some reason you were to become bored with our sex life we would do what we needed to, to spice it up." he smiled down at me.
"Hmm I wonder if we could possibly get kinkier than Emmett and Rose." I giggled.
He got a wicked glint in his eyes. "We could damn sure try." He turned me onto my back and leaned over me kissing me.
"How many people have you been with?" did I really just ask that on my engagement night? Wow Bella what a great way to ruin the mood.
"um," was all he said.
"Really? Is it that bad?" I was a little scared now. He was 168 years old; he might have thousands of past partners. I just had him.
"Well, I mean no, but I don't really want to talk about this right now." Now I had to know.
"That's fine I just won't tell you my number either." I smiled smugly.
He chuckled, "I already know you're number baby." He smiled back smugly.
"No you don't. You know how many people I've had full blown intercourse with. But not how many sexual partners I've had." He looked confused now.
"Ya already told me that ya only ever had a couple of dates and they didn't go well. So it's still just me." he was pretty sure of himself.
"Just so you know, now a days you don't need a date to get frisky. You just need some hormones and a willing partner." I smiled sweetly at him and batted my eyelashes.
He growled and rolled over on top of me pinning me to the bed. "How many?" he asked.
I couldn't help but be amused. "I asked you first."
He gave in. "Ya already know, Alice and Maria. And there was one more when I was still human." He grumbled
Three! He was freaking out about telling me the number three over 168 years! "You had a human sweetheart?" That thought made his being turned even more tragic. He'd been on his way back to her and Maria had caught him. It sounded like one of the tragic love stories my mother use to read. It was so sweet and so sad.
"No." he looked embarrassed. "I, um." He didn't want to tell me. "I purchased a girl in a saloon just before I went off to the war." He rushed it out and wouldn't look at me. I retracted my tragic romance theory and laughed hard at him.
"You're telling me your first time was with a hooker?" I laughed harder. I was having a very hard time imagining this god like creature ever having to purchase a girl. Surely they had been throwing themselves at him back then.
"It's not funny! I wasn't great with the ladies when I was still human. I was clumsy and awkward. " He grumbled rolling off me and laid down beside me glaring at me. "And Emmett don't know anything about it so keep your trap shut!" I laughed harder. Finally he laughed with me. "So what's your number?" we had been alike when we were human. I loved that about him. Not the hooker, but the clumsy.
"Oh just you." I said getting up off the bed and pulling his tee shirt on.
"Ya conned me!" he accused sitting up in looking at me in amused shock.
"Oh no, no. I simply pointed out that you didn't know didn't know how many people I'd had sexual contact with. You're the one who blurted out his number. And now you know my number to, one." I giggled at him.
He crawled to the end of the bed with an evil glint in his eyes. "I'm goin' to get ya for that!" he leaped off the bed towards me trying to catch me.
I giggled and squealed, turning and running from the room. I went for the bathroom. I shut the door and locked it. "Ya better open up honey or I'm gonna break the door down." He called through the door with a laugh.
"You better not hurt my house!" I called back.
I heard him playing with the door knob and I wondered if he had a key. I put my foot on the bottom of the door to brace it shut. I glanced behind me at the mirror and our playful cat and mouse game was forgotten.
It was my first glance at myself since I had been changed. I moved closer to the mirror. It was me but it wasn't. My hair laid in cascading silky chestnut waves around my shoulders. The red highlights were more pronounced. My skin was paler, and perfectly smooth. My features that had always seemed so out of place on my face seemed to fit perfectly together now. I seemed to have matured some in my transformation. My prominent cheek bones now looked like the high cheekbones models had. My lips were tinted a darker almost light red instead of pale pink, and looked pouty and sexy. Everything was symmetrical, perfect. My big brown eyes were gone; in their place were bright red ones. Gone was awkward teenage Bella.
The door swung open, Jasper stepped into the bathroom behind me with a smile on his face that faded quickly when he seen me staring at myself. "Are ya okay baby?" he put his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm not me anymore." I could pass for Bella Swans older sister or cousin.
He smiled at me in the mirror. "You're always you Bella. Ya just went through some changes and you're a little more durable now." He'd hoped his joking would sooth me. "I'm sorry honey. It's the venom. It rebuilds us, makes us into the perfect predator."
I turned away for the mirror and looked at him confused. "You were beautiful before. But the venom changes us. It makes sure you're goin' to be appealin' to you prey. Your scent, your appearance, even your voice." he ran his hand across my cheek. "If ya were goin' to hunt humans, the boys would line up to have ya drain them dry."
"Do you still find me appealing this way?" I knew it was a stupid question when I asked it. But it was just such a shot to see the extent of my transformation. I couldn't help but be a little insecure. He'd fallen in love with me looking one way and now I was another.
In answer he ripped the shirt off of me, and turned me back to the mirror. Hell even my body seemed to have matured. I should have noticed earlier when I'd dressed but I'd been too distracted by Jasper and my discomfort and my grief for my father. My breast seemed fuller, my hips a little curvier. Hell I looked like I could possibly be distantly related to the goddess like Rosalie.
I only got a moment to admire my body before Jasper bent me forward over the sink and pushed inside of me. I closed my eyes and moaned. "No! Open them I want you to see how much you appeal to me, and how much I love you no matter how you've changed."
I opened my eyes and locked my gaze with his in the mirror. We looked so good together. He massaged my breast with one hand and gripped my hips with the other. His gaze never wavered from him. I gripped the sink with one hand and braced the other against the wall. He drove into me over and over again hard and fast. When he came we rode out our combined pleasures, screaming each other's names. He bent down and kissed my shoulder. "Don't ya ever, ever think that I don't want ya, or that I think you're no appealing!" he pushed into me one more time making me moan through and after shock before he pulled out of me and turned me around to kiss me.
"Yes sir." I said in a breathy voice. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay honey, I know it was just a shock." He started to kiss me again.
"No, I mean I broke the sink." I laughed and moved so he could see. "Sorry." The porcelain around the top of the sink was cracked.
He laughed. "Well that's okay, ya cracked the wall to." he pointed to where I'd braced my hand. There was a very noticeable hand print and crack that traveled almost to the ceiling.
"Damnit!" I was breaking out special place.
"We can have it repaired." He took my hand and led me back to the bedroom and we laid in the bed facing each other for a long time talking.
"I love my ring." I told him lacing our finger together.
"I knew ya would." He kissed my hand.
"Um, not to put a damper on this whole thing but, um…"
"No I didn't ever give it to Alice." he'd read my mind. I was relieved. I loved the ring and would hate to give it up but I just couldn't see myself wearing a token of love he'd given to his first wife. "It really wasn't her style and quite honestly it never even accrued to me to give it to her. I'd forgotten all about it for years until you came along. You were the one meant to wear it Bells."
I smiled at him. "I just wished I still had the necklace my dad got me for my birthday it would look wonderful with it." It was a sad thought so I tried not to linger on it. "Oh! And the bracelet Emmett gave me. They were sitting on my nightstand when the house went up."
"Actually, they weren't." he looked very pleased with himself over something.
"What?"
"Before we had to," he let the rest of that sentence trail off. "Well Charlotte packed up a lot of things for you. I'm sure they were in with what she packed."
I sat up suddenly, "Really!" I was so happy. Not everything from my home was destroyed. I wondered why they hadn't given it to me earlier. It might have pulled me out of my depressed funk. I hoped she'd gotten some of our pictures. I would have memories to keep. Hell even if it was only the necklace I'd be thrilled. I would have something forever that would remind me of Charlie's love for me. "Let's go I want to see what she got."
He caught me and stopped me. "We can yet honey." I looked confused at him until he pointed at the window.
The sun had come up while I was occupied. It was very bright out today. We'd driven a car with no top. We couldn't go through town until it clouded back over or the sun went down. "Hmm, guess we'll just have to find something to do until we can go then."
"Guess so." He said with a chuckle.
We went to our warm lake and made love in the sunlight. It was my first real time seeing Jasper in his sparkles. He was a god, even with scars. My baby had that whole dangerous sexy thing working for him. I was in awe of my own skin as well. I was starting to come around to the way I looked. I was pretty sure I could get used to being beautiful.
"Where will we live once we're married?" I asked as we laid out drying on the bolder. We were both lying on our stomachs resting our chins on an arm, I had my other hand running along the surface of the water, and his other hand was draped across me.
"Well we could stay here for a little while in the cabin. Or we could go and stay with Charlotte and Peter for a while. I thought maybe you'd like to be near you're momma for a while." I loved that idea. I wouldn't be able to interact with her but I could watch her. "I was thinkin' for our honey moon I would take ya down to Texas and we could stay in my family home."
That sounded very nice. "You still own it?" I was a little surprised. He'd said he spent so much time in the vampire wars that I didn't even think of him having things from his human past.
"Yup but I ain't been back in a very long time." He seemed lost in memories for a minute. "I think you'd like it there. It's a lot like this place only much bigger." he motioned back in the direction of our little love nest. "It's secluded and we wouldn't have to worry about humans coming along. We could have animals if ya wanted."
"Rose said animals don't like us." I remembered out conversation in the greenhouse and that brought up something else I wanted to ask him but I'd wait until later.
He chuckled. "Most don't, or at least the ones that rose would want for a pet. But Peter and Charlotte have horses that do just fine with them. Charlotte even has a pet pig." I remembered that now. I'd seen them when I'd visited their little ranch.
"I would miss the others." and I would. They were overbearing and overprotective but they were still family. I would be sadder to loose Peter and Charlotte again, and to not be able to see Rose and Emmett often would be almost as bad. I would miss Esme, Carlisle, Alice, and maybe even one day Edward if he ever got his shit together. But the others I was closer to.
"Well Peter's been after me for a while now to show him my old homestead. And I'm sure Emmett and Rose could do with another honeymoon." He suggested.
I loved that idea, "We can't do that to Esme." When everything was over Alice would be leaving again, we'd be leaving her and Carlisle with only Edward.
"Baby I'm pretty sure that after we take care of the Maria issue, we'll all be leavin' Forks for a while."
"Why? And why don't we all just go now? Wouldn't it be easier to just leave and hide from her?" I didn't understand why we were just all sitting around waiting for her to come for me.
"Because it's time to move on, just because someone wouldn't recognize ya right away don't mean we should chance it." he propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at me. "And if we run from her now, she'll see it as weakness and she'll continue to pursue us no matter where we go. We'll be spending the rest of our lives runnin'. And I'm just saying, don't get mad at me or nothin', but you're a Whitlock now. We don't run, we fight." He bent and kissed me. "Also, Esme's never been to Texas. I think she'd like it." He had it all figured out.
"When will we get married?" I was getting very excited about this whole thing now.
"that's up to you darlin'. I'd like to be married before we have to deal with her. We'd just have to put the honey moon off for a little bit. But if ya wanted to wait we could." I wanted to be married before as well.
"Well then I guess we should start planning a quick wedding." I flipped over so I could look up at him. "Unless you want to just go to a court house and get it done quick." I would prefer the quick and simple.
He bent down and began teasing my nipples with his mouth. "I just can't get enough of ya baby girl. Every inch of ya tastes so good." He moved over me and started trailing lingering kisses down my body as he spoke to me. "I know you'd prefer we do the courthouse." He kissed his way down my stomach, and kept moving down. "But I can't get the desire to see ya in a wedding dress, and to stand up before our family and declare our love for each other out of my head." He spread my legs and draped my right one over his shoulder, his head dipped between my thighs and he began torturing me with his tongue. Moving it so fast over my clit that it was like a vibrator, he slide two fingers into me and crooked them slightly to hit that perfect spot as he worked the in and out of me making me pull his hair and scream out his name and beg for more. "Please say yes." He pleaded lifting his head for a moment before he dipped back down and slid his tongue inside of me.
"Oh god yes." I called out I just before I came, and I got an image of a little glowing ball of pleasure in the pit of my stomach. As it exploded and surged through my whole body, I wanted Jasper to feel pleasure to.
Without warning he cried out. "Oh holly hell!" and fell of the bolder.
I sat up shock and stared down at him. "How the hell did ya do that?" he looked equally shock back up at me.
"What did I do?" I had no idea what he was talking about.
He motioned to himself and noticed that he'd come as well. "Ya pushed your Pleasure into me the way I do ya."
"I don't know." I explained to him about the little ball of pleasure I picture when I climaxed.
He pulled me into the water with him and we cleaned each other up. "How did ya do it when ya made Edward hurt?"
"I could see fire inside of me and I just directed it at him." jasper thought about that for a moment.
"Think of something sad and trying push it at me." I did. I thought of my father dying. I tried to direct it at him. He felt nothing though. "Try the pain thing, uh, but don't do it too long okay honey." I didn't want to hurt him but he said we needed to know if it was just a fluke or if I had another ability.
I pictured the flame. I stoked it and pushed it into him for just a moment. He stiffened and tried not to yell but he didn't succeed. I pulled it back quickly. "Sorry."
"It's okay I told ya to." he kissed me briefly to reassure me. "Now try the other thing."
I closed my eyes and instead of imagining a ball of fire, I pictured the glowing ball of pleasure again. I pushed it at him. "Fuck me." I opened my eyes to see him with a look of extreme pleasure crossing his face.
"Are you telling me that I can cause pleasure and pain?" The pain would come in handy if I had to fight, but what the hell was I going to do with the other?
"God yes." He said wrapping himself around me in his afterglow.
"Well I suppose I could use it when I have a headache and I'm not in the mood." I chuckled.
He growled at me. "Vampire don't get headaches, cheeky little minx."
We got out of the water and made our way back up to the house. The sun was going down now and we would be going back to the Cullen house soon. I grumbled as I picked the damned dress up off the bedroom floor. Jasper jerked it out of my hands and went to the closet pulling out a forest green silk spaghetti strapped dress.
"Alice and Rose have gotten over some of the super sensitive stuff so they forget that you're goin' to be a little uncomfortable in most clothes for a little bit." He helped me slip the dress over my head. It was form fitting, but not tight or binding and the silk felt wonderful against my skin. The hem fell to just above my knees. He went to the dresser and pulled out a pair of lighter green silk underwear and slid them up my legs for me.
"Thank you," I kissed him. "When did you have time to buy this stuff?"
"I had Rose go out and buy some stuff for ya while you were bakin'." I chuckled at phrasing. I'd thought the same thing.
"I put some things here when I came out to clean up earlier. The rest are at the house." we walked hand in hand out to the car. I opted for barefoot. Alice would just be beside herself if she knew. "By the way if you want to know something a little fun you can do with your 'new ability', you could always torture Emmett. I'm sure Rose wouldn't mind."
"What do you mean?" I really didn't think Emmett would be the kind of guy to get upset if I got him off without touching him.
"Well he prides himself on his sexual prowess and stamina." He looked at me like I should be catching on. "What if ya made him think he was a little premature?"
I thought about that, and laughed. I was almost sure Rosalie would be up for torturing her husband just a little.
I let him drive back. Looked at my hand with the ring on it laced with his fingers, I guess a wedding wouldn't be so bad. Now that I was a vampire there wouldn't be any one on my side of the isle, and on his would be just the Cullen's and Peter and Charlotte, so it would still be a small affair. I wondered if he'd want a church wedding. I chuckled at that. Vampire's getting married in a church. It was just absurd. But as I looked at him and he smiled back at me, I knew that's exactly what he'd want. And I knew I'd give it to him.
I'd give him whatever it took to see that beautiful smile on his face. Just like I knew he'd do the same for me. I was feeling a little more comfortable with everything now. I felt a little more like myself. a little more durable as Jasper put it, but I was me. Isabella Marie Swan, soon to be Whitlock. I loved it.
Chapter 25
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