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The last time … We ended with…

Jasper and I were on the dance floor when the shit hit the fan. The music that had been playing stopped abruptly, the people towards the back of the ball room were screaming, and an unexpected fight was breaking out before our very eyes….

Chapter 43

Going, Going, Gone…

(JPOV)

After waiting for what seemed liked forever, I finally got my bride back on the dance floor where we belonged. Yeah, we needed to go around and thank everyone for coming, but I really just wanted to spend every second of our special day together, alone in our own lil world. The song that was playing was perfect for our wedding reception, as the singer was proclaiming that he would stay with his love forever.

It's a long way down, we so high off the ground
Sending for an angel to bring me your heart
Girl, where did you come from? Got me so undone
Gaze in your eyes got me saying

I was rubbing my body up against my mate's. The things that this woman could do with her hips, even while she is pregnant, should be against the law. My now painful erection was gliding smoothly up and down my wife's backside.

What a beautiful lady, no ifs, ands or maybes
I'm releasing my heart and it's feeling amazing
There's no one else that matters, you love me
And I won't let you fall girl, let you fall girl

I won't let you fall, let you fall, let you fall
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I held my wife with her back to my chest, and watched transfixed as she lifted both of her beautiful arms up over her head. My eyes couldn't stop themselves as they watched her bountiful breasts bounce as we danced together. I noticed that I wasn't the only man in the ballroom watching the show either, and my possessiveness was starting to get the better of me.

It's like I waited my whole life for this one night
It's goin' be me you and the dance floor
Cause we only got one night
Double your pleasure, double your fun

And dance forever-ever-ever
Forever-ever-ever
Forever-ever-ever
Forever

The music was so loud that for a moment I thought that our guests were just having as good of time as we were. Their screams went unheeded as I danced with my bride. Then the fear of those around us surrounded me like an unwelcome blanket. My head whipped around, and the music that I had lost myself in was now abruptly silenced and people everywhere around us were rapidly over come with their own fight or flight instincts.

For a second I thought that this might be some kind of sick joke. I mean, who in their right minds would come and interrupt a wedding reception? Fuck, every supernatural being with any power was here in this room right now.

Every supernatural of power is in this room right now? … OSM! Bella yelled in my head. Her shield instantly surrounded the both of us, and her magic started to make itself known.

"BELLA!" a very strong female voice yelled from the middle of the fray in the back of the room.

"DAIMHIN? IS THAT YOU!" Bella screeched. Her excitement was enough to knock me on my ass, but she bolted past me like a frightened colt.

I still couldn't figure out why people were screaming, but I knew that something had happened at the back of the ballroom that I'd need to understand and soon. I was trying to get a hold of my new wife, but with the vampire venom in her blood for the baby, plus the elf, she'd become faster than I could handle when she didn't want to be caught.

It was the first time that Bella or I had ever seen the old elf in person, and I knew that my girl had been hoping that Dai would be able to make it to our wedding. Over the course of the last few months she and my wife have become quite cozy with each other.

The older woman was surrounded by several pissed and confused vampires, myself included. I didn't like the fact that she'd just shown up, I wish that these elves could just make their minds up either way and stop with the last minute bullshit that they seem to do so well.

"It's alright, everyone, this is my Daimhin, she's come all the way from Elfin to be here with me tonight," Bella quickly linked her arm through Dai's and walked back to the head table so that they could talk for a few minutes with each other.

The people that had so quickly come to our aide were slow to leave the area where the show had taken place, but eventually went back to their original conversations. I felt a lil more than punch drink with the emotions that had flowed through my new bride. I loved that she could feel for others with such force, but it worried me that when someone hurt her, it could easily break her to her core.

It was getting close to midnight, and the Denalis had provided a special surprise for the both of us. I was looking forward to finding out what it was because they had all been so tight lipped about it.

That's when I saw why our guests had been screaming. Evidently the elves that had come late to the reception, had teleported straight into the room, and a few had ended up landing on the top of a few tables instead of the door where they had apparently been aiming.

Aaron was talking to a few of the late comers, and seemed to be pleased by their sudden arrivals. I was less so, but was glad it was nothing more than a great misunderstanding. The Volturi and my family had taken extra care with the security in this building.

In the last few days, close to a thousand people (yes, I am stretching that a word a lil, but people nonetheless) had traveled to Seattle to stand with us. Whether they were elves, vampires, or shifters it's quite the odd group of elite people that have gathered to celebrate two of the most recognizable members of two royal families. Quite the event, Rose had said early in the week.

I was shaking my head, when the DJ called for the last dance before the bouquet toss. I quickly found my new bride. Dai stood and bowed to both her Heir and myself, before the music started playing in the background. I led Bella out to the middle of the dance floor. We were surrounded by our family, friends, and guests as Garth Brooks belts out a song about his best of friends.

Blame it all on my roots
I showed up in boots
And ruined your black tie affair
The last one to know
The last one to show
I was the last one

You thought you'd see there
And I saw the surprise
And the fear in his eyes
When I took his glass of champagne
And I toasted you
Said, honey, we may be through
But you'll never hear me complain
"Bella, it's time to get into your going away outfit! Let's Go!" Alice all but yelled as Bella and I belted out the lyrics to the song. Sure, neither one of us were the best dancers in the world, but we sure could sing.

'Cause I've got friends in low places

I reluctantly released my new bride into my sister's hands, and watched as they slipped away and into the bride's room down the hall. I knew that Esme, Char, and Rose were waiting for them back there, but I hated being separated from her right now.

"So, do we need to have the birds and the bees talk?" asked Emmett, as Carlisle, Edward, and Peter snickered behind him.

"Well, I guess I coulda used a safe sex talk, but that seems to be water under the bridge now," I joked. "I mean, my wife's pretty round with my son." I finished while shaking my head in mock horror.

I noticed that the three other kings were staying back, waiting for the final words to the song to finish. I loved our wedding day, and yeah, I really didn't want it to end. Though I am more than happy to get my bride away for our honeymoon all alone.

Charlie was walking towards the bride's room, and I knew that he wanted a few minutes alone with his daughter, but I wanted to get the hell outta dodge while the getting was good.

"Excuse me, Mr. Whitlock…" the older elf said, stepping slowly up to me. "I wanted to say that I am sorry for the disturbance that my entry caused a while ago. I didn't mean to land on that table towards the back of the room." She was blushing and I could feel her embarrassment.

I laughed slightly and said, "Don't worry yourself about it, ma'am. I understand that these things happen more than not, in your world. I guess a lil notice would've been nice, but I understand you wantin' to be here. Thank you for showin' up for my girl." I knew that Bella was looking forward to meeting her dream friend, but I didn't have much trust in the elves.

Ashling was the only elf that I'd trust completely with Isabella, and she'd earned that trust over time. I knew that Ashling would do just about anything to help Bella out so I wasn't worried about her anymore. But I had a lot of trust issues with both this new elf and Aaron that they need to prove me wrong about.

Aaron had been so quiet most of the night, and I knew that something just wasn't right there. I was hoping that his time apart from Bells and our family might help him see the error of his ways, but I'm thinking that you can't teach an old dog new tricks so easily.

I watched as my wife walked back into the ballroom, she was wearing a beautiful green A-line dress. It had a low neckline, and I could clearly see my mating mark right above her left breast. I was looking forward to a few weeks of gazing at that mark, hopefully without my mate wearing any clothes. Now that is what I'd call a great honeymoon.

"If all the single gals will step out on the dance floor, please?" the DJ requested.

Bella walked up to me and grabbed my hand, leading the way towards the middle of the dance floor and turning her back to the crowd of ladies. On the count of three, she threw her smaller flower bouquet up in the air. It landed right in Ashling's waiting hands. My eyebrows rose as she whooped and yelled that she'd got it. Bella was laughing as Peter brought a common chair and set it next to Bella and I on the dance floor.

As the girls left the floor, the DJ asked the single guys to take their places. Nine Inch Nails, Closer came blaring the speakers as I helped my bride sit down on the chair. I took a quick couple of steps away from her and after bowing to the single guys I got down on my knees and slowly crawled towards my now blushing bride. As I got to her, I used my hands to spread her legs just slightly. Looking my bride in her eyes, I carefully lifted her left leg in the air. Bella was playing along with me, and pointed her toe to make her nonstop leg look even longer than it truly was.

The guys behind me where wolf whistling at my wife. (In Jacob and Sam's cases real wolf whistling) I bent my head to Bella's bent knee and using my teeth I carefully brought the blue and white garter to the tips of her toes. After getting the fucking thing all the way off, and trying like hell to hide the huge bulge in my pants, I carefully stood. After helping Bella up to go stand next to her father, the music changed, and I knew it was the time to throw the stupid thing to the single fellas out on the dance floor.

One of my favorite songs, Three Doors Down: Kryptonite, started playing and I was unable to stop laughing at the guys as they were elbowing each other to get to the front of the line. I was enjoying this and after turning my back to them I quickly winked at my wife. On the count of three I launched that fucker over my head. It landed in the astonished hands of none other than Marcus Volturi.

"Maybe one day soon, Brother," Aro said, slapping Marcus on his back. After taking a couple of pictures with Ashling and Marcus, Bella and I waved towards our guests. We were quickly led to the front of the hotel, and after hugging our families goodbye we got into our waiting limo. Before I helped my new bride into the backseat, a huge volley of fireworks started going off over our heads. Bella and I both stood there with our head raised to the sky as we watched hundreds of bright colors streak the night skyline of Seattle.

"What did you think of our present, Jasper, Bella?" Carmen questioned as the last of the fireworks fell from the sky.

"That was our surprise?" I asked.

"Yes, we know how much both you and your mate enjoy shiny things," Eleazar laughed out. My bride and I were shaking our heads as I helped her take her seat in the car. I pulled my girl into my lap as the limo pulled out into the busy Seattle traffic as we made our way to the airport.

"So, Husband of mine, will you now tell me where we are going?"

"Do you trust me?" I asked.

"You know I do!"

"Will you wear something for me?"

"Jasper, I hate it when you answer my questions with a question, and you know it! Now, tell me where we are going!"

"Play along with me, wife! You might just like it!"

After pouting a lil bit, she agreed to do as I requested. I quickly removed the blindfold my pocket and gently placed it over Bella's eyes. I wanted everything about this trip to be a surprise for her. We were both quickly learning that there were few true surprises left in this world, but the ones that we could keep to ourselves, we were both going to try to enjoy.

"Why won't you tell me where in the hell we are going?" my bride questioned.

"What kind of surprise would it be if I just told you before we ever got underway?"

"The kind that I enjoy!" she countered.

I was laughing as we pulled to the airport. There was a small private jet, that neither one of us had seen before, waiting for us to take off in just a few short minutes. I wanted everything to be perfect, and our good friend Garrett knew more people than I ever could or would know. I'd made some plans for the honeymoon before the debacle that was our wedding shower, but after talking to Garrett I knew that my plans were nothing compared to the ones that he himself could make after only a few phone calls.

His close friends were more than willing to help us out. After mentioning that my bride was the Heir to Elfin, and I was the son of the one the Volturi kings, there wasn't anything that wasn't up for grabs when it came to the getaway. And I do mean NOTHING!

After the limo came to a complete stop, I quickly scooped up my wife and walked onto the small Learjet that was waiting for us. The pilot had already done the preflight checklist and had been just waiting for his passengers to arrive. After he closed the small hatch door, he returned to the cockpit of the plane, leaving my new bride and me to ourselves for our seven-hour flight.

I gently lifted the blindfold off of her eyes, and watched the wonder fill them. Tears were starting to from around the perfect blue orbs, and I was again awed that this woman had given herself to me heart, soul, and body.

"Where are we going?" she pleaded. It was so unfair that she could give me puppy dog eyes with tears floating in them. It was almost enough to make me give in and tell her … Almost.

"We will be there before the sun rises, we will be able to watch it rise together if you want?"

"Our first of many sunrises as man and wife, now that sounds romantic. What have I ever done in my life to snag someone as wonderful as you, Mr. Whitlock?"

"Oh, you were just born under the right set of stars, I believe." I said, getting a small smack on my forearm for my acting abilities. "To tell the truth, I was just thinkin' about how I am the luckiest son-of-a-bitch that ever has lived to get a girl like you to even look at a guy like me. Maybe I was the one born under the right set of stars?" I questioned, as I brought my lips to hers.

The jet was starting to take off, and I knew that this was the part of the trip that she hated the most. Take offs and landings were not her gig, but she'd endure them if it meant we could get to our destinations faster.

"It's faster than runnin'," I explained. The plane had finally leveled out and we were heading south/southeast as we made our final turn before the long straight stretch of sky to come.

"I believe it's time to do two things my bride," I cooed as I slowly ran my hand up her arms to her delicate neck. I was holding her head in my hands when she asked the million dollar question.

"What two things do we need to take care of, husband dear?" she questioned. She couldn't hide her desire from me, and she knew it. The shit load of lust rolling off her would be enough to make a teenage boy cum in his jeans in no time flat.

"Well, one is I'd like to get you outta this dress, you are wearing way too many clothes at the moment. Plus, we need to consummate this marriage of ours, ya know?" I slowly stood her up before me as my hands started working the back zipper of her dress. I really wanted to just rip it off of her, but I knew that she'd want to be wearing something when the flight crew left the front cabin in the morning.

"Hmm huh, and the second part?" she questioned leaning into me, as I she rubbed her face against my chest.

"How'd you feel about joining the mile high club?" I questioned.

Bella quickly pulled away from me, and the look of pure shock was enough to cause us both to laugh. Everything's been so serious with the wedding and the fuckery of the wedding prep that we were both enjoying our silly freehearted moments way too intensely.

"I think I'd be open to both topics, Mr. Whitlock, as long as you can promise me that those pilots won't be popping out of their cockpit before I can get my clothes back on," she said, smirking while talking.

Her dress was now pooled around her feet, and I slowly pulled away from her knowing that I needed to make this as comfortable for the both us. The small three person sofa turned into a full sized bed, if you pulled it the right way. Of course, I'd seen and read about these things, but I wanted to make sure that I'd done it right so it wouldn't collapse on the two of us in the middle of our consummation.

Before two of my wife's heartbeats had sounded, the couch was converted, and the soft cotton sheets on the bed were turned down. I was didn't know if I was more excited about making love to my wife, or her induction into the mile high club. I was trying to shake those thoughts out of my head as she started to unbutton my dress shirt for me.

I'd worn a nice black tux, white tux shirt, and my shoes had been polished to within an inch of their lives, they were so shiny. Peter had taken his role as best man to also include making sure that there were no wardrobe malfunctions. Everything that I'd worn today had been approved yesterday by both Alice and Peter.

"Are you trying to make love to me or to Peter?" Bella asked, bringing back from my thoughts.

"You know that you're gonna pay for that one, now don't ya, wife?"

My hand reached down to grab her ass, and then I quickly backed away finally taking in what my beautiful bride was wearing under her going away dress. She had on a lacey white bra with a small blue bow in the valley of her two magnificent breasts, and the cutest white lace matching panties. For a second I wondered why she'd dressed so innocently, but when my eyes caught sight of our future son I quickly realized that finding sexy white maternity undergarments might have been a lil too much to ask for.

My new wife rolled her beautiful eyes in my direction. She'd been listening to my thoughts even though she knew that at times like this it wasn't always the best idea. She'd more than once used my fucked up mind to get her in the mood for sex when she'd been a lil more than hesitant about it. But whatever it took to get her naked, wet, and under me at this moment was just fine by me.

I slowly unhooked her bra, and let it land on the floor with her dress. I really wanted to save her underwear but there was no time for that at the moment. I ripped off her underwear as her hands finally undid my zipper to my tux pants. As my clothes met hers, I remember one last thing that I wanted to have with us on our honeymoon. I pulled away from my bride, and after kissing the knuckles on her hand I lifted my arms to the overhead compartment, and pulled down our blanket.

"You remember?" she asked.

"I told you that story. How am I gonna forget it?" I answered, after laying our quilt down on top the plain hotel blanket that the jet owners used. "This is the blanket that I first made love to you on, that night when you gave yourself to me, and then when we made our son," I said as I rubbed the expanse of my bride's beautiful blossoming belly. "This is the blanket we will consummate our marriage on, and under this blanket I hope you will deliver our son safe and sound." I gently laid my bride on top of the blanket.

Bella was running her hands through my hair, and I closed my eyes at the sensations flowing between us. Her emotions were so content that I wanted nothing more than to bathe in them. How one small elf woman could make a one hundred and fifty year old vampire feel settled and relaxed was something I doubt I will ever get used to.

I started passionately kissing her, as our hands and bodies readied to become one. I swiftly reached between us to make sure that my new wife was ready for me. Her slick, silky folds were hot, wet, and all but yelling at me to be claimed.

"Jasper, please, don't tease me tonight," she begged.

"Patience, all good things come to those who wait," I replied, knowing that this was another one of those moments that I would remember til the end of my existence. I rubbed my wife's sensitive nub with my fully engorged length, and as I slowly pushed into her we both moaned at the feeling of becoming one flesh.

Bella was losing it quickly, after waiting for more a lil over a week, her need for release was rivaling my own. "Faster, harder, please, Jasper!" she grunted out in between thrusts.

"You are too damn tight, Mrs. Whitlock! I don't know how much longer I can hold on!" I exclaimed, pushing faster and harder into her core.

Bella tilted her head to the right exposing her luscious neck to my eyes, "Do it, Jasper, NOW!" I knew that she wanted me to bite her mating mark. Doing so would not only complete consummating our marriage, but our bond would open up and we'd lose ourselves in each other.

I bent my head down, and kissed the pulsing vein her in neck, slowly moving lower to the top of her left breast, and I reared back and bit down on her creamy skin. She came instantly, crying out my name with the force of her release. Her release triggered my own, and with a few more thrusts I reached my own rapture.

Our mutual release caused a ripple in our bond, and I'd never felt closer to my new bride than I did in this moment. Our souls wrapped instantaneously around the other and we both seemed to have lost all track of space and time. There was just Isabella and Jasper Whitlock, no other person existed in the world but us.

We must've stayed like that for hours, because in what seemed like a blink of an eye, the pilot announced over the speakers, "Welcome to the Turks Islands. Your flight will be landing in less than fifteen minutes. Please, fasten your seatbelts and return all objects to their proper positions. Thank you for flying with us tonight, and we hope to see you again soon."

Bella's eyes widened and I said, "Welcome to Boutique Island and your honeymoon, Mrs. Whitlock." I kissed her once more before disengaging from her warm body…

A/N: Music used in this Chapter : Chris Brown/Forever and Garth Brooks/Friends in low Places…

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