AN: Thanks for all the reviews and alerts. :D And a huge welcome to all new readers. Hope you enjoy the story so far. I'm sorry if the format of the last chapter was hard to make out, there was a slight technical hitch ( I fail with computers), so sorry again for any inconveniences. Also thanks for all the sad movie/book suggestion I got. You people amaze me. (L)

Bella's POV

I am so fucked off, extremely fucked off, exponentially fucked off. And ok, I know it's irrational to be pissed at Jasper for this but Jesus, he made one helluva dumb mistake. How could he have been so stupid, so mindless? I probably would not even be this annoyed if I had at least gotten off. I would feel less annoyed about this situation that we are in if I had at least gotten to cum after being so worked up. But no, here I sit, furious and frustrated – sexually and mentally that is – as we speed down this deserted road at 'who the fuck knows' o'clock. Did I mention that I was in no mood to be in a car right now? I'm all hot and bothered and sooo fucking aggravated.

I should probably try to sleep; it seems we won't be stopping until we get as far as physically possible from Jasper's freaky fuck of an ex and my personal stalker. Besides, what else can I do but sleep?

Jasper's POV

So close, Jasper, we were sooooo close!

Do you think I don't know that?

She was nearly fully ours - ours in every sense of the word. We were so close to that sweet pleasure – so close to fulfilling our one true deepest desire. And you had to ruin it. The mood, the atmosphere, Isabella; everything was perfect! The mood was just the right side of needy lust; the atmosphere was loving and warm yet filled with raw passion. And Isabella? She was just … mmhhmmmm … words don't even describe!

I know, I know, I fucking know all right? It's not as if I stopped us on purpose. It's not like I wanted to stop at all. I had to! What the fuck did you want me to do?

You could have waited for those motherfuckers instead of running like a little bitch. You could have brought out that infamous major persona you have somehow managed to create and you could have ripped the bitch twins to shreds. Then you could have given the honours of lighting their bodies up to our beautiful little mate while they're heads watched and they screamed in agony. And finally when they were good and burnt and the fire died down you could have claimed sweet little Bella right there on top of the ashes as their heads looked on. It would have been so … sweet. And so, soo good!

Yeah, while that's a nice idea – a beautiful idea actually – I couldn't risk Bella like that, unlike some.

Ok, listen up Assper, cause I've got a little news for ya. The beast soundly growled out at me. I am just about sick of your sorry ass. No one and I do mean NO ONE can protect our mate like ME! And I will not have you suggesting otherwise. I am sick of your whole 'woe-is-me' pms-ing bullshit so either man the fuck up or dearest little Isabella will be getting a lovely visit from me. And I can promise you Jasper, I have no problem claiming her wherever, whenever and however I see fit. Remember that!

Bella fell asleep quite some time ago. Maybe I should wake her? Hell, I would wake her but she seems to be getting some sort of vindictive pleasure from her dreams and from the sound of her mumblings her vendetta seems to be aimed directly at dream Jasper. All I can say about that is better him than me. And if I wake her there's a chance – an extremely good chance at that – that her wrath will be directed towards me, real Jasper. I'm not ashamed to admit it; that little lady terrifies me!

So in the mean time, while Bella sleeps, I ponder. The Beast – and no I don't mean my penis, although it is a beast in its own right (insert cocky smirk here) – I mean that little inner voice of mine, has given me quite a lot to think about. And I do mean A LOT!

I know I have to claim Bella, something that despite my hesitancy and al our interruptions I am extremely excited for. And I must do it soon; preferably before I go insane with want would be nice. It kills me to have to sit here and not smell myself on her completely. It goes against almost all of my instincts to resist tainting the innocence of her scent by merging it with mine and finally having us become one. I am constantly ready around her; ready to claim and love and … taint. I am relentlessly hard when I'm near her, so hard in fact that I actually fear my penis may break off at any given moment.

I always thought 'blue-balls' was just an expression but no, I actually think my balls are turning blue. Blue topped with blonde hair. That shit is not fucking funny. I have smurf balls. I need a release and fucking soon.

However I cannot – forgive the pun – release the tension inside of me. I am like one giant mass of pent up sexual energy. I feel like a nymphomaniac on crack. Masturbation just doesn't cut it anymore; it barely takes the edge off. Not that I have time to masturbate anyway, I'm with Bella continuously.

Don't get me wrong, I adore her and every moment I spend with her is precious. I just want this tension, this bittersweet torture to end. I want it to be special and romantic and everything she ever thought her first time would be like but I must claim her and soon. Definitely soon.

But I know that if I take her now, I won't be able to help myself. I'll keep wanting more and more. I'll be insatiable. From what I can tell, even as a virgin, Isabella is one helluva sexual goddess. I just now that she has this wild little minx trapped up inside of her. A minx I plan on releasing from its cage. We'll fuck for hours, days possibly even weeks and we – or I at the very least – still won't be fully sated.

Regrettably with Alice and Edward closer than I would like, that just isn't an option. I must keep my mate safe and from harm at all costs, and if I lost track of time while we … that would not be good. Not at all. So I cannot claim her.

But that brings us right back to the start and how I was lead to this internal debate to start with. I must claim Bella. For if I don't, The Beast – once again not my dick (yet he will be there too coincidentally) – will. And there is no guarantee that sweet and gentle and loving for Bella's first time. He will no make it all of the things I want it to be. I don't even know if he would be capable of that never mind if he would want to. Actually I'm willing to bet that he would take her -just as our instincts demand – rough and claiming yet ohh so good.

I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place – coincidentally both of those could also refer to my dick – what to do, what to do?

"Jasper?" Bella questions timidly sometime later. She is barely awake and so she has this adorable little half asleep expression on her face.

"Yes Bella?"

"They're going to come after us now, aren't they?" She sounds so dejected but I can't lie to her. She deserves the truth.

"I'm afraid so Bella, but don't you worry, I've got a plan." It may not be a very brilliant plan but it was a plan all the same. Thank fuck for small favours and close friends!

Unknown POV

"My, my, my it is a shock to hear from you my lovely after all this time. What can I do for you, my pet?" it is a great surprise to hear from this one I must admit. Last I heard my little pet who had been the only to solely escape from me and my servitude had gone on to have a content little life settled somewhere in the north, complete with loving mate, perfect family and animal diet. A piss poor choice of diet – it is nasty, I much prefer those delectable humans - if you ask me but once my most favourable little pet left no one did ask me. I lost most of my … earnings shall we say.

"I am in need of your services," the voice on the phone states simply. Never was one to beat around the bush.

"Go on …" I urge, I have little patience and my pet knows this.

"I have a special and somewhat out of the ordinary job for you and your … friends. I need you to get rid of a few … inconveniences for me" Now there's a shocker, I mean wow, my pet has never needed my help killing before. I wonder what's changed? I honestly think it's the diet; it's turned this one soft. Such a shame, but business is business I suppose.

"I must go now. I'll contact you again later –when I can – with more details. For now just sit tight." With that they were gone and I was left with more questions than answers yet a greater dose of excitement than I've had in a while. My pet knew not to try my temper and so that means that this little adventure has the promise of being life changing …

AN: You bitches are soo lucky. I posted cause I love you all. I had no intent of having this chapter up before the start of September, I'm not gonna lie. However I got my results a few days ago and was pleasantly surprised. 2A*'s 9A's and 2B's. Not to bad if you ask me. So I start school on Tuesday but I'm really not ready to go back. Great thing about this year though … EMA. I get paid to go to school, such a genius idea! Big problem with starting on Tuesday though is that this story still isn't finished, plus inspiration as struck for a brand new story that I refuse to post until this is finished and on top of that this story will most likely need a sequel or two.

More to the point though to get this chapter out quicker, I scraped the Cullen/Peter POV and went with the unknown so to speak. Who do we think it is? And who's POV would everyone like to see next?

If everything goes well with my first day back I will be more inclined to write.

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-Stacy x