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Jasper

Last night Bella and I sat down with our family and shared our news. It didn't surprise me that everyone was radiating excitement. They were so happy about our upcoming union that they didn't even seem to mind that the Volturi would be here tomorrow. Personally, I will be glad for them to get here. The faster they arrive, the sooner they can leave. I don't have a problem with the Volturi, but I don't trust them. And, don't get me started on the lust that rolls of most of their brigade every time they see Bella. It's rather unsettling and not to mention downright rude. I'm not worried though, I know Bella loves me and have no reason to question her loyalty. I also know that the Volturi, excluding Jane, are frightened to do anything to cross me. The fear that radiates off of them every time I enter a room is enough to make me almost appreciate the time I spent with Maria.

Before Bella even had a chance to fully open her eyes this morning Rosalie came in and forced her out of bed, saying something about needing to go to Port Angeles. I have a feeling things will be like that for the next few days. Bella isn't too keen on the idea of having to plan a wedding, so I guess it works out perfectly because its Rosalie's specialty and she won't want her to do anything but tag along anyway. I can't say that I'm exactly happy about this morning's interruption though. Bella and I haven't been intimate in a few days and my desire for her was growing by the second. I understand that it's uncomfortable for her to be in a house full of vampires, who each have an acute sense of hearing, but she's going to have to get used to it if she wants to remain with the family. I won't let her deny me over something as trivial as that. Of course I would never say this to her because I don't want to remind her of my time with Alice, but at some point we have all heard each other making love.

I promised Emmett that we would hang out today. He said we needed to have some "man time"; whatever that means. So now I'm standing beside his jeep waiting for him to get his shit together so that we can get on with whatever it is that he has planned. I like hanging out with him, but with Emmett you never know what kind of trouble you might get into. He reminds me a lot of my friend Peter in that sense. Peter is always up to no good and the only thing that keeps him out of trouble is his wife Charlotte. I'm still trying to figure out a way to tell Bella that I'll be inviting them to our wedding. I know she's already having a hard time wrapping her head around the whole "human drinkers coming to Forks" thing.

I watch Emmett walk out of the door with a huge grin on his face. Feeling his determination and amusement, I just know he's up to no good. "Where are we going, Emmett?" He simply opens the driver's side door and gets in without answering me.

I open my door and slide into the seat and repeat my question. He just looks at me, his smile grows wider as he says, "You're getting married, Bro. We have a bachelor party to plan."

"I am not having a bachelor party and besides, aren't you supposed to plan that without me?"

"I'm not doing it alone and I'm not taking Eli the Emo or Doc." I laugh at his term for Eli, because it's true. Eli has been sulking a bit ever since Carlisle arrived. I understand why though and I think that's why he's been so open with me. He feels torn between wanting to hate Carlisle and wanting to forgive him. Part of him believes that if Carlisle had known about him, he would have been around.

"I really don't want a bachelor party, Emmett. You've done this shit every time I've had a wedding and I hate it."

"It's different this time. This is going to be your last wedding. Bella's not going to want to get married over and over again like Alice did." I know he's right. Bella will be the last woman I marry and knowing her it will only happen once. It doesn't matter though; I still don't want a bachelor party.

"Fine, but you better clear it with Bella first."

"Already did. We're taking the Chief and some of Forks finest out this weekend."

I groan in frustration, but I'm not going to argue with him. He's been supportive of mine and Bella's decisions, so the least I can do is let him have his fun. I wonder if he's really thought having the Chief come out with us and if he took the Volturi into account. While having them in our home for a few days doesn't bother me, the thought of them running around town with Chief Swan was an entirely different story.

Emmett drove us to Port Angeles and to the only strip joint in site. He tells me to wait in the car while he goes in and rents the "VIP" lounge. I can't bring myself to tell him that a club named Droppy's probably doesn't have one. I hope the name of the club doesn't have any bearing on the women inside. When he comes back out he's wearing a shit eating grin and tells me that money talks. Our next stop is the liquor store and I know he was doing it for the 'humans' and to keep up appearances, but I was happy about it. I may not be able to feel the effects of liquor, but I do enjoy a nice hefty shot of bourbon every now and then.

When we leave the liquor store, Emmett insists he needs to drop me off at home so that he can go and talk to everyone he's inviting. I wonder how the boys in Forks were going to take the news that Bella and I were getting married. I sit back and can't stop the smirk that crosses my face as I think about Mike Newton's jealousy flaring up. I remember when Edward and Bella first started dating and it became common knowledge. To say the entire teenage population of Forks was disappointed would be an understatement.

As soon as Emmett drops me off at home I rush up the stairs to my bedroom and lay down on the bed. I should be out hunting. It has been a couple of days since I've gone out and I know I am pushing my own boundaries, but I'm not worried that I will hurt Bella. I am certain that my love for her is enough to ensure her safety and her safety was the reason I haven't been going in the first place. Ever since Emmett and I saw Victoria in the forest I couldn't bring myself to be too far away from her.

I got off the bed to and began going through some old boxes, trying to get rid of any old memories of me and Alice. As I am going through them I hear a car pull into the driveway. I walk out of the room and get half way down the stairs when I hear yelling. I freeze and listen. That's when I realize its Bella.

"This is my wedding and there isn't time to do everything you want to do."

"I'm just trying to help you, Bella."

"No, Rose. You are turning my wedding into something you would want; something extravagant and that's not me at all. I appreciate you trying to help me, but if you don't cut the shit, I'm taking Jasper down to the court house and we can just get married by the justice of the peace."

I hear Rosalie gasp as Bella comes into the house, slamming the door behind her. She runs up the stairs and pushes past me without saying a word. I don't follow her, I want to talk to Rose and find out what is going on first. I go outside and find Rosalie and Esme taking bags out of the trunk. I don't want Bella to hear me, so I speak low enough that she doesn't, "What the fuck was that all about, Rose?"

She turned to me and sighed, "I honestly don't know, Jasper. She was fine this morning and then as the day progressed she started to snap at the smallest things. She was quiet on the ride home and when I asked her about her dress, she just blew up." She gives me an apologetic smile and you wouldn't have to be an empath to know that she is worried about her.

I smile a small smile back at Rose before turning on my heel and running back into the house and up the stairs. When I walk in to the bedroom I can smell Bella, but don't see her. I realize she is in the bathroom so I sit down on the bed and wait for her to come out. Twenty minutes later she comes out freshly showered and dressed. She looks at me and huffs, "Before you ask, everything is fine."

"I wasn't going to ask, but since you brought it up, everything is not fine. You have been moody the last couple of days, you just blew up on Rose and snapped at me. What's going on, Bella?"

She drops the clothes she has in her hands and throws her hands up in the air, "I'm fucking losing it, Jasper. There's too much going on and I can't handle it. I thought I could, but I can't. It was stupid of me to think I could add a wedding on top of it all."

"We don't have to have a wedding right now. Hell, we don't have to have a wedding at all if you don't want to."

"No, I want to. I'm just frustrated and Rose has been throwing questions at me all day that I just don't have the answers to. I don't know anything about weddings or what it takes to plan one."

"Come here." I pat the spot next to me on the bed. She slowly starts walking toward me, taking her clothes off as she did. I already knew what she wants, what she needs. It isn't the way I would have wanted her to take out her frustrations, but I won't deny her.

By the time she reaches me she is completely undressed. She stands in front of me, letting my eyes rake over her body before straddling my lap and crashing her lips to mine. My hands run up and down her back, enjoying the way her warm skin feels under my cold touch. She pulls her lips away from mine and looks into my eyes as she speaks, "I need you, Jasper. Please. I need to feel you inside of me."

Her words go straight to my already hardened cock and I don't waste any time. Flipping her over on to her back, so that I could stand and remove my own clothing I crawl back on to the bed and hover over her, "Tell me exactly what you want, Bella."

"I want you to fuck me."

I lower my head and trail my tongue across her collar bone. I work my way up and press my lips firmly to the center of her neck and speak against her skin, "That's it? I said exactly what you want."

She doesn't say anything so I take that as an okay to do anything I want. I kiss her neck one final time before trailing my hand down her abdomen, over her beautiful bare mound and plunging two fingers deep inside of her to make sure she was ready for me. I should have known better though because my girl was always ready, always wet. I pump my fingers in and out of a few more times before taking them out and running my fingers up and down her slick slit. She whimpers at the sensation and I know it won't be long before she is begging to give her what she wants. I slide my finger up to her clit, the coolness of my skin and the pressure making her jump a little. I smirk as I feel her desire growing and start rubbing small, fast circles in the spot I know she loves most.

She tries pushing my hand away, "No, I want to cum with you inside of me."

"You had your chance to tell me what you wanted." I continue playing with her clit, enjoying the sounds that escape her lips. I can tell she is growing impatient; she reaches down, takes my cock in her hand and starts stroking me roughly. I let out a frustrating groan because the way her warm hand felt wrapped around my length makes me want to dive deep into her dripping wet sex.

I open myself up and allow all of my lust wash over her. I am relieved that it doesn't take long for her hold on my dick to loosen and her body to start quivering uncontrollably beneath me. I don't give her time to ride out her orgasm before I remove myself from her hand. I give myself a couple of strokes before I take her thighs into my cold hands; spreading them wide open. I thrust into her quickly and watch her visibly relax. I have only thrust into her a couple times before I feel her need grow. She looks up at me and speaks with dominance in her tone, "More. Harder. Fuck me harder."

Her need is quickly becoming my own. I remain inside of her as I roll her to lie on her side. I throw her leg over my shoulder and push into her as far as I can; gripping her thigh for leverage. I begin to increase my pace. It is the roughest I have ever been with her, but she is enjoying it and so am I. This isn't loving and beautiful, it is animalistic and full of need.

She grips my forearm and had I been human her nails would have cut into my flesh, "Fuck, Jasper. I'm going to cum."

I want to go faster, harder, but I can't without hurting her. I want to cum with her. Watching her reach her release the moment before I find my own is one of the sexiest things I've ever seen. Her breathing becomes labored and she begins to shake. I watch her face as she comes all around me. I thrust into her a few more times before I come into her sweet, tight center.

I collapse on the bed next to her and we are both panting, trying to catch our breath. I close my eyes for a few minutes trying to wrap my head around what has just happened. I make a mental note to talk to Bella about our communication issue tomorrow morning. When I open my eyes and look over at her, she has fallen asleep. I let out a frustrated sigh and get up. I pick her up and lay her on her side of the bed. I know she has had a rough day, so I won't complain. I kiss her forehead before heading to the bathroom to shower.

I finish my shower and walk into the study to grab a book. When I get back to our room I lay down to read. It is around 4:00 that I hear a lot of commotion coming from downstairs. I can sense panic, but don't want to leave Bella's side. The next thing I know Rosalie burst through the door and shouts,

"The Volturi are here."

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