Chapter Fifty Two

Jasper

Bella was nervous and it transmitted to me as I put my phone on the table,

"Of course Bella, whatever you need."

She took a deep breath and I felt a stab of apprehension as she spoke again,

"I just wanted some time alone with you. I've been hoping we might get time to …...talk and..."

Instead of continuing she took my face between her warm hands and kissed me and this time her tongue was more demanding and as we continued to kiss I felt the rest of my body respond, God she was beautiful! When she finally pulled back she was breathless and pink,

"Now that is something I have never experienced before. My heart was racing and I really didn't want to stop."

Her hands slid under my shirt and I gasped as I felt her warm hands caress my back and sides.

This was pure heaven, as if her fingers were gossamer, each touch igniting a fire under my cold stone skin. She pulled me closer and her breasts were crushed against me, the feel of the thin lace of her bra like an electric shock but in my mind I wondered what it would feel like if there were no clothes between us, just her warm soft skin against mine.

As we continued to kiss she pulled her hands free and moved back a little and I gave a groan of disappointment only to find she had merely given herself room to attack the buttons that ran down the front of my shirt and as each one came undone I felt myself stiffen more and more, it was almost painful now, the need growing into a monster with a life of its own. She pushed my shirt from my shoulders and I struggled to pull it off discarding it on the floor and tensing as her fingers trailed down my chest to my belt buckle. A part of me wanted her to continue, the part inhabited by the monster but the other part wanted this moment, this emotion, need, desire, and tension, to last forever. Would she go any further? If she did was this to be the night? Or would she find herself unable to give herself to me at the last moment? Then she pulled away again and I felt the monster inside screaming its disappointment and greed for more.

I waited listening to her heartbeat which was not as fast as I would have expected but her breathing was, thick with passion and I prayed she would continue. She looked at me and I noticed the blush had spread, not only up her cheeks but down her neck and leaning forward I kissed that beautiful swans neck, running my tongue along the skin just above the carotid artery the scent of her blood heightening my desire for her but not my thirst. She lifted my hands and pressed them against her breasts through the shirt she wore. She was aroused, I could feel her nipples hard through the thin material and fighting for control I fumbled with the buttons but impatience and frustration took over and I ripped the front of her shirt open, the buttons flying across the room like miniature missiles only to drop to the floor after hitting the far wall. Now all that stood between us was that thin strip of wispy lace and like the buttons it couldn't withstand my strength and fluttered to the floor the lace torn and flapping slightly.

From there it was mere seconds until we were both naked on the floor in the villa her hot body crushed against mine, the scent of her desire drenching my senses and unable to control myself any longer, the pain too much to bear I began to enter her then stopped suddenly remembering she was a virgin. I used my gift to ease the pain as I found myself fully inside her, the heat of her body scorching my own. I did my best to take my time but this was a hunger like nothing I had ever experienced before, it overtook me, control went out the window. Simple desire, the love for this woman took over ensuring that my mate got all she could from this first sexual encounter between us before allowing my own release and I cried out as I came inside her, claiming her my own as she shuddered beneath me crying out my name over and over, music to my ear.

Within minutes I felt her moving beneath me, she wasn't ready to call it a day and with a heartfelt thank you for a vampire body I was able to satisfy her again, this time having greater control of my own body enabling me to concentrate on bringing her to the very brink over and over. She was begging for release before finally allowing myself to climax along with my mate. This time I rolled over to hold her in my arms as she lay spent and panting before drifting off into a peaceful sleep, her emotions warm and satisfied. This gave me time to study my own emotions and I knew that whatever I had felt for Maria and Alice it hadn't been love, not the love of a mate in any case.

I would do anything for this precious woman in my arms, even die for her if necessary but I would never allow anyone to hurt her or come between us. Peter and Charlotte had both told me some years ago that when you find your true mate nothing else would ever matter as much again, that they filled a dark hollow in your soul and flooded it with light and warmth. I had thought the hunger for Maria was love but it was mere lust while the desire I had at one time for Alice was merely that, desire. This was all consuming and I knew I would never look at another woman again, Bella was everything I could ever need or want.

By the time Bella woke, an hour later, I had wound myself up into a frenzy of doubt. What would I do if she didn't feel the same way? What if she decided that she had made a terrible mistake? How could I live if she rejected me? My very sanity hovered on a knife edge, my future in the hands of the sleeping beauty in my arms. Slowly I felt her emotions swirl around and then she opened her eyes lazily gazing up at me and smiled,

"For a moment I thought this was just a dream but it was real, you're real, and you are here with me."

I felt panic well up in her as she clutched my arms holding me tight,

"Tell me this is real, that this all consuming love I feel for you is that of a mate? Tell me you will never leave me Jasper."

I saw her lip quiver and couldn't bear her to be so concerned so I bent down and kissed her slowly and lazily, a lovers kiss not a passionate one then spoke,

"You are mine Bella Swan, for all eternity and I will never let you go."

Bella

I hadn't known what to expect, sure I'd heard, read and seen plenty of so called love scenes but I had no idea what it would feel like. I had been apprehensive of the pain I expected to feel when Jasper took my virginity but it had been trifling. Washed away by the wonderful feelings that had followed, like an incoming tide of passion that crashed over me like waves on a beach, each bigger than the last, each more exquisite. I found myself greedy for more until finally my body could take no more. I was floating in a warmth that seemed to have been ignited within my chest, where my heart was.

That was Jasper's place now permanently, in my heart, and I knew no one else could ever make me feel that way. I was his and he was mine but I had to hear it from his own lips before I could relax and enjoy the closeness that I knew would never leave us. I had experienced him as a human, how much more wonderful could it be as a vampire? Well I hoped one day soon to be able to answer that question.