Chapter 29

Jasper

I sat watching her eat, toying with the salad she'd ordered for me,

"Authenticity, makes you blend in."

She was right of course but while I was with her I couldn't think of the mundane things like keeping up appearances.

"Your eyes are dark, you need to hunt."

She said it so matter of factly it made me smile.

"You're right of course. Perhaps I could slip out for an hour when you go up. You can get ready for bed in peace that way."

"Oh didn't you enjoy the floor show earlier?"

I groaned,

"Yes, too much Bella."

She was still laughing when I saw her back to our room and left her with a kiss, promising not to be too long. The way I was feeling at the moment a couple of alley cats would have sufficed but I'd promised to give her time to get ready for bed in peace so I forced myself out of town where I caught a feral dog and a couple of small deer. Unable to stay away any longer I tried to go back slowly but my feet had a mind of their own and I found myself running. At the hotel I slowed down and sauntered through reception to the elevator. Luckily I was alone because the thought of making idle conversation made me shudder. At our door I knocked before entering to give Bella warning I was coming in,

"Did I give you long enough?"

"Yes thank you. The shower's free if you want one, then come on in."

I was glad of my vampire speed tonight and stripped and showered in minutes wondering what to do next, should I get dressed again? Put on a robe? This was crazy! I was a full-grown man, why was I finding making a decision so hard? In the end I slipped a pair of boxers on and went through towel drying my hair. Bella was sitting up in bed with a book but her eyes were on me. I wondered what she was thinking, was she looking at me or my scars? I threw the towel down and climbed on the bed beside her looking at the title of her book,

'The Metaphysical Poets.'

"How are you finding them?"

"I like John Donne, his love poems are so different".

"Yeah, The Flea is a strange one. Two lovers blood mixing within the fleas body, it's a twist on a theme for sure."

She put the book down, done with the pretence of reading.

"What did you think when I walked in?"

She smiled and the heat grew in my chest again, and places further south!

"How beautiful you are."

"Me? Beautiful? You need an optician Bella"

"Don't put yourself down Jasper. There are plenty of others out there ready to do that. You have a beautiful body, like a leopard, sleek and muscular"

She rendered me speechless.

"You thought I was looking at your scars didn't you? Did you think they'd put me off you?"

"Well I've been told they are ugly and off putting."

"Whoever said that was crazy, they're just a part of you, almost like a badge of courage."

"I've never looked at them like that before"

"Well you should, can I touch them?"

I nodded and laid back on the covers closing my eyes, if I looked at her hands sliding over my naked torso I might be unable to stop myself responding by touching her back.

As I felt her warm fingertips tracing the outline of scar after scar I knew closing my eyes had been a bad idea. I wanted to see her hands on me, the feel of her fingers was driving me crazy, Maybe if I looked at her I could distract myself. Equally bad move! I opened my eyes just in time to see her lower her head to kiss my chest then follow the pattern of scars with her tongue. My boxers did little to hide my growing excitement but I couldn't move without making it even more noticeable so I tried to keep perfectly still and think about something else. Fat chance of that, I was busted!

When her tongue left my skin the trail of it burned through to my bones. She looked into my eyes,

"I'm sorry Jasper I just couldn't resist. Thank you for letting me."

Letting you? Are you crazy? That was the most erotic thing anyone has ever done to me was what I wanted to say but I just smiled, she'd think I was an imbecile if I didn't say something soon!

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course"

That's it, try to sound cool and calm Major.

"Do you find me desirable? No lies now."

Oh well in for a penny,

"I was just thinking that what you did to me was the most erotic thing I've ever experienced. Does that answer your question? If not, maybe this will."

I took her hand and guided it to lay over my crotch, my hard on pressing into the palm of her hand.

"I'm sorry Bella but I have to tell you that you are driving me crazy with desire. I know I said I'd take it slow and I know I'm still on probation but I can't help the way I feel."

She stroked me through the thin cotton and I knew before long I was going to explode. I groaned as waves of pleasure rose through my body then tensed as her hand moved, thinking she was taking it away.

It was then I felt her warm hand encircling me and I pulled her face close to mine and kissed her with urgency, my tongue demanding entrance to her mouth. As her lips parted and I tasted her, felt the heat of her mouth against my cold tongue, my hips bucked and I exploded over her hand totally unable to stop myself. Her fingers continued to slide up and down, now lubricated by my venomous semen and I closed my eyes and swallowed nervously still feeling the release which was now calming my body but scared of what her reaction might be. She finally moved her hand away only when I lay flaccid in her palm and I missed its warmth immediately.

I could feel her eyes on me and tried to figure out her emotions, with relief I noted the absence of disgust or distaste. The strongest emotions were excitement, lust, and love.

"Sorry Bella, that wasn't meant to happen but I couldn't control myself."

"Hush, it was wonderful to see you so abandoned to emotion, to see you let go and allow pleasure to take over. It was great to feel that I had given you that pleasure. I love you Jasper and I may as well admit that your probationary period is now officially over."

She kissed me then moved her lips to my ear,

"Next time its your turn."

This was it, she was mine, I'd won her and I had no idea how but I wasn't complaining. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed meaning to get cleaned up but she pulled me back,

"Where are you going? We haven't finished yet."

I looked at her puzzled, was she not at all bothered by the sticky feel or scent? She answered my question without words as she stroked me back to life, the scent heightened by her warm touch, until I was hard again and eager to please her. It was my turn to be in control.

"Are you absolutely sure about this Bella? Only I don't think I could bear to lose you if we go on with this."

She took my hands in hers twisting our fingers together and kissed mine, then turned them so her wrists were at my mouth,

"Jasper, I trust you and I'm happy to give myself to you completely. My life is yours, if you want it."

She pressed her wrist against my teeth and the scent of her blood seared my throat for the fraction of a second it took to realize I wanted her so much more than her blood. I kissed her wrist very gently so my razor-sharp teeth didn't slice into her tender flesh.

"Bella I'm about to make you mine for all time, no going back now."

Her eyes met mine and she nodded with the faintest smile on her lips,

"Make me yours Jasper."