Chapter 54
Two weeks after the Cullen's disastrous arrival, Bella and I took a trip to Seattle to pick up some papers from Jenks. Walking into his office, we were greeted by a homely looking secretary. She was pretty, but dressed rather plainly in slacks and a white blouse. Her blond hair was pulled into a tight bun, and she wore no jewelry to speak of.
"Can I help you?" she asked politely, eyeing me up like a kid at a candy store. I could already feel Bella's disgust. The woman's lust was increasing while she totally disregarded Bella and ogled me.
"We have an appointment," Bella stated flippantly, getting the girl's attention.
"Oh yes, um…sorry. Your name?" she asked, flipping open the appointment book in front of her.
"Jasper," I said sternly. I wasn't going to play games with her. I was here on business and it was going to remain that way. Not to mention, Bella may take a go at her if she doesn't watch it. I put my arm around Bella's waist and pulled her closer to me, partially in an effort to restrain her if need be.
"Oh, okay, just a moment." She picked up the phone and pressed a button. I could hear the phone beep down the hall and the sound of Jenks picking it up.
"What?" he barked out.
"Jasper is here to see you, sir," she said, smiling up at me. I flashed her a wicked smile. It was like throwing ice on the fire, afterwards all I got from her was nervousness and apprehension. Her smile faded and that was good enough, for now.
"Oh well…ss..ssend him in." Jenks went from asshole boss to a stuttering pussy in the blink of an eye. I smirked, knowing the control I had over him. The girl's fear spiked when she realized the big bad boss was afraid of me, but she tried to pretend otherwise. In her nervousness, she hung up on Jenks without another word and I chuckled lightly at that while Bella gave me a quizzical look. I shook my head indicating I'd tell her later.
"This way, please," she said, standing and leading us down a hall. "Can I get you folks anything? Water, seltzer, coffee, tea?"
"How about a kiss goodnight?" Bella asked, smirking. I was shocked as hell, but I felt her wave of amusement, while the girl looked at her with wide eyes. "What? It's a drink," she huffed out, like everyone was supposed to know that.
I wondered how she knew that? The girl visibly relaxed when she said it was a drink.
"Umm… yes miss… I'll see what I can do for you. Mr. Jenks does have a bar in his office," she rambled off, opening the door to his office for us.
"That won't be necessary, we aren't stayin' long," I said, closing the door on her and turning to face Jenks, who looked scared shitless. Good.
"J-Jasper, sir, pleasure to see you again. Looking well as always." He was literally quaking in his boots, well loafers, but that was exactly as he needed to be. I stalked up to desk and smacked my hand down on the table, watching his face pale considerably.
"I think you need to be careful who you have working for you Jenks. I don't like being hit on by your receptionists when I come in here. Especially, not when I have my woman with me," I said menacingly, pointing to Bella. I almost felt a little bad for the girl, but she can't be working here the next time I come back. Same old story: I complain, he fires them immediately, and then it's always a different girl. That way there's no one to notice that my appearance doesn't change. He's the only one that knows I don't age and his fear of me keeps his tongue in check.
"Y-yes-yes, of course Jasper, sir. I am sorry this keeps happening. I am sorry to you too, miss." He picked up his phone and fired his secretary on the spot, berating her for hitting on his clients in addition to an overall poor performance, and demanded that she be gone before his current clients left. I could hear her sobbing through the phone, apologizing and pleading for her job. But I couldn't find it in me to care. She'll find another job and I know he's an ass to work for anyhow.
Bella took everything in stride. She didn't even seem surprised, and she was even feeling a bit smug. I guess if she thought I did it for her, there was no harm in letting her think that. Honestly, I would do it for her. Nah, like she told Esme, there are no secrets between us. And I mean to keep her trust and love by making sure that there are never secrets between us. I'll tell her on the way home.
We got the papers quickly from Jenks, and while Bella sat in the chair, I stood over the man and had him show me in detail each paper, verifying its authenticity. Bella seemed content to watch and find amusement in Jenks' demeanor. I'm glad she wasn't above scare tactics, but after what she did to Fuckward, I don't know why I'd be surprised at anything.
Bella never spoke and when we left Jenks' office, I took note that the secretary was gone, as were her personal belongings. I nodded to myself and led Bella back to the car. She hadn't spoken a word since she asked the secretary for a kiss goodnight, which was kind of funny in hindsight, seeing as I had her fired.
"Did you know?" I asked Bella, as we drove back towards Forks. I couldn't believe she did, but I couldn't be sure.
"Did I know what?" she responded nonchalantly. However, her emotions were telling a different story, she was amused and smug. She did know. How could she? Well, we can get this conversation out of the way and be done with it.
"Did you know that I was going to have that girl fired?" I asked specifically, while running a cool finger up her bare thigh to where her little denim shorts stopped. A few scars peaked out on her inner thighs from her cutting; but honestly if anyone noticed those, they wouldn't be living to tell the tale.
"Let's stay in Seattle tonight," she responded, as we were passing a bunch of hotels. I immediately exited and pulled into the Vintage Park hotel just before passing it. It was nice without being overly extravagant. Bella loved it and I even managed to get us their version of a suite, which was a large room with a king bed and all the amenities the hotel had to offer.
I still hadn't gotten an answer, and I wondered if she was hoping I'd forget. Nah, Bella knew me better than that. So I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her expectantly as she explored around the room, inspecting what was available.
"What?" she asked. I raised an eyebrow at her, indicating I wasn't going to ask again.
She giggled. "Oh that. Well, I figured if you use this guy often, and by often I mean every 5 years or so," she elaborated. "That girl can't work there the entire time and see you," she explained, like it was nothing.
"Did you know when you asked her for that drink?" I asked, amazed at how smart my girl really was. I'm amazed at how she had worked out my dealings with Jenks and his need to replace his secretary.
"I wasn't sure, Jazz." She walked over and settled into my lap, licking my ear. "But, I was pissed at her for hitting on you. So I thought I'd get my jab in too." She squirmed around to straddle me and my hands immediately went to her hips to help steady her.
"Is that really a drink?" I asked curiously.
She nodded. "I saw it somewhere. I always thought it sounded funny and I've always wanted to order one," she explained gently touching her lips to mine, ending the conversation.
We kissed softly and lovingly, knowing there was no rush tonight. I was thankful for this chance to make love to my woman.
I laid back on the bed, pulling her down with me, our lips never lost contact. My hands gently roamed her back and ass, caressing the curves of her body, re-memorizing them. She had finally gained enough weight to look perfect and I was relishing the soft curves and toned muscle that went with it.
Bella leaned on her elbows, each one on either side of my head, and her hands gently played with my soft curls. It was intimate and not rushed at all. Eventually, I sat back up, her arms coming to rest around my neck as we moved. I gently pulled her tight, pink t-shirt off and tossed it on the floor. She still wore the necklace I gave her every day, and I gave it a kiss and looked up at her. She was beautiful in her flushed and aroused state. She smiled back at me, her eyes and feelings full of nothing but love and devotion. It was wonderful to finally feel her so free of her cocktail. As I lavished my girl with love, I began thinking about that day.
It had taken all of her cocktail and more to make the black bubble of doom that encased Fuckward. Her emotions running on overdrive after her altercation with Esme, and when Edward attempted to control her, she completely lost it. What stood in front of us in the living room that day was nothing less than Bella's pure demon. Her black eyes were just one indication that she was lost to her desire for revenge. She wasn't even a vampire, but apparently that didn't matter. She had lost complete control and in turn brought me with her. The only difference between us was that I no longer blacked out or became an uncontrollable demon. Thanks to my wonderful true mate, I was in complete control of me, no longer ruled by my emotions.
The only problem was getting her to let Fuckward out of the bubble before we had a large vampire pancake, vampcake maybe? Of course, the others were not only concerned for Fuckward, but also themselves.
Peter let Rose up and Emmett thanked him quietly for saving her from being locked in the bubble with Fuckward. Char approached Emmett and Rose, carrying Spirit with her. Despite Spirit's larger size, the girls still tended to carry him around like he was a pup and he didn't seem to mind. That group huddled together as Peter quietly told them all not to say anything.
Alice and Vicky were silently making their way to Carlisle and Esme, but Carlisle stepped in front of them and tried to speak to Bella. Or really, I guess I should say he tried to tell her what to do.
"Bella, you need to calm down and let Edward out right now…" he began, and I roared at him.
"You don't get to talk to her," I growled low and menacingly, pressing my chest against his. I was fully aware that I looked every bit the vampire I truly was; my muscles were taught, my jaw was set, and my eyes were black as night. I sent him small doses of fear, fury, and dizziness. It was a tactic I picked up long ago to disorient my enemies. Alice and Esme pulled Carlisle back, while Vicky stepped even further away. She had always been afraid of me, for good reason, I guess.
Carlisle's eyes were wide and never left mine, but once he was pulled back by the others, and I could assume he was going to stay silent, I focused my attention towards my woman. I never turned my back on the Cullens though, always keeping them in my peripheral vision. She faced out towards the hole in the house, not paying attention to any of us; although I had a feeling she was very aware of everyone. This animalistic rage, however odd in a human, was not completely unusual, especially in a newborn vampire. My human however, with her power stronger than what many vampires have, was completely abnormal. I wasn't sure what to do to help her come back.
Carlisle theorized later that maybe Bella's demon had something to do with the small amounts of venom I had deposited into her system over time. I'm not sure if that's true. Peter thinks it has more to do with the power she received being my true mate. I think I agree with Bella that it's probably a little bit of both. The how and why wasn't important at the time; the first chore was getting her back.
I could honestly give a shit if she killed Fuckward, if that was even possible. But I needed her to come back to me, because I had no idea what this was doing to her mentally or physically. She was obviously by no means a normal human, but I couldn't let something happen to her without knowing the potential consequences to her. I tried sending her some calm, but I could feel it did nothing; it was literally bouncing off her right back to me. I felt it so strongly that I could almost see it.
"Bella, stop this now," I commanded in a very deep voice.
She ignored me, looking through me as if I wasn't there. I spun her around so she wasn't facing the ass in the bubble or the hole in the wall and repeated the command again. This time, I could see her onyx eyes flash with anger at me. I was suddenly grateful that I was her mate. I had a feeling things would not have been so good for anyone else who would have attempted that.
"Bella, do you have control over what you are doin'? Answer me!" I ordered.
She stayed silent, glaring at me. I looked over at the black bubble of doom and took note of Fuckward's frenzy. He was clawing at the walls of his shimmering cage, the furniture in large chunks behind him and all around his feet. The bubble was still closing in on him. He had plenty of room, but we all knew if she didn't get control… Well, we didn't know what would happen, but it didn't look good. I honestly took a minute to enjoy the sight of his ass scrambling around trying to find a weak spot, pausing to break down the furniture more, before returning to scrambling He looked just like a rat in a trap and that's what he was, a rat.
Carlisle started to walk over to us, emitting strong compassion and worry, but I couldn't be bothered with him, so I let out a low warning growl and threw him a quick glare. Alice grabbed him and dragged him back. I sent Bella my amusement at the situation, hoping it might snap her out of this. That just seemed to bounce off of her too.
Emmett was cuddling Rose and treating her as if she had really been attacked, checking her for injury. They both spared worried glances for Bella, constantly looking between us and Fuckward. Peter had moved to stand by Char, who was still holding Spirit and looking at us intently.
"Spirit," I mumbled, nodding to the dog.
Char gave me a quizzical look and I nodded that she should put him down. The moment his feet hit the ground he was running towards me and Bella. I sat down on the floor, pulling Bella with me as I went. When he reached us, he went straight to her lap. Honestly, I wondered if the dog's ability to feel fear was broken. Like a broken funny bone, only it's his fear bone. I shook my head at my inane thoughts and returned to watching as he crawled into Bella's lap to get comfortable.
At first, she didn't acknowledge him, but eventually she slowly began petting him. I could see that everyone was eyeing us as if we were either crazy or stupid, but I knew how the puppy calmed her down. They may have thought this was not the time or place for a cute family moment, but truth be told, it was exactly the time and place.
Bella sat in my lap sideways and I watched her eyes closely as they began to lighten just slightly. I also watched the bubble that was now one size too small for Fuckward. There were a few splinters of furniture and some drywall pressed up around his legs, as he hunched over in the confined space. He kept pressing out with his hands, but it had no effect on the sides of his prison, which continued slowly closing in on him.
"Come on baby, you can do this. Come back to us. I love you, Bella," I murmured several times, before I began placing soft kisses on her neck. She was coming back slowly, but the bubble wasn't letting up. "You are safe an' loved, angel. I'm here for you, no one is gonna take that away," I whispered in her ear, as I gently licked the outer shell.
She trembled ever so slightly at my touch and I saw her hands tense a bit on Spirit. Checking her eyes, I saw the black was nearly gone and the beautiful chocolate was coming through. Looking toward Fuckward, well… I laughed stridently out loud.
The black bubble of doom had closed in enough that he was now curled around the pile of rubble that and his entire body was pressed against the surface of the bubble. The smashed look of his face, though difficult to see, was still hilarious. The good news was that the bubble had stopped closing in on him. Although, I can't say I was entirely happy about that. I was looking forward to having a Fuckward Frisbee.
During my musings, a soft voice rang from my lap, "Jazz?" Looking at my woman, I saw the child in her. She looked scared and confused. She was holding Spirit to her and he was content, despite the awkward position, letting his upper half dangle limp in her arms. I hugged her to me.
"Welcome back, darlin'," I mumbled into her hair.
Checking on Fuckward again, I realized he still looked like a hamster forced into a plastic ball that was too small and I smiled internally, hugging my woman closer. I also realized that just because she was okay didn't mean she could get rid of the ball. She began to cry against my chest and I squeezed her as tight as I dared. I hadn't been able to feel her emotions since the explosion of her cocktail and hatred that caused Fuckward's shimmering encasement.
"Shhh, darlin. I got you and you're safe. You're fine, Bella. Everyone is done here, it's over. Shhh, you're fine. They are never gonna hurt you again. I promise." She continued to cry on me and I just let her.
After a few minutes, Emmett and Rose slowly took a few steps our way, shooting me questioning glances. They wanted to comfort their sister. I was a little apprehensive because of my own instincts, but I nodded that they could come over. Emmett knelt behind Bella and Rose seated herself cross-legged in front of me.
"We're here for ya, little sis'," Emmett whispered, keeping the mood calm as he reached out and began rubbing circles on her back.
"We love you, Bella," Rose added, resting a hand on Bella's leg.
Bella looked up from my chest and nodded at Rose, acknowledging the comment but she couldn't speak just yet. Esme walked over tentatively with a box of tissue she had found in the kitchen. I took them from her giving her a stiff nod of thanks and presented them to Bella. She released Spirit who just laid down in her lap, trapping Rose's hand between his soft furry body and Bella's leg. Bella took a moment to blow her nose and take a few deep breaths.
Peter and Char came over and knelt down too, completing the semi-circle of family that was around me and Bella.
"Think ya can do somethin' about that, sugar?" Char asked, nodding towards Fuckward.
Bella turned to look over her shoulder and gave Emmett a tentative smile as they made eye contact. He leaned out of the way so she could see Fuckward's prison. Her eyes went wide as she stared at him for a moment. She turned around and looked at each of us, before bursting out in laughter. She sniffled and laughed and laughed some more. It was contagious and we all began cracking up at the sight of Fuckward in the tiny black bubble of doom. But what really got us rolling was when Bella, in the midst of her laughter, snorted very loudly.
Everyone was cracking up, even Esme and Carlisle were laughing, a bit more restrained than the rest of us, however. Alice was nearly cackling as she walked over and began touching the bubble of doom. We all watched as she also began pretending to pet Fuckward, which sent us into even more laughter. Vicky stood with her new surrogate mom, laughing and pointing at Alice and Fuckward in the back yard. After rounds and rounds of laughter, Bella got the hiccups and the laughter started all over again. Her blush told me she was a bit embarrassed, but she laughed at it too.
When we finally quieted down, Peter got up and went to the bubble, while we watched to see what he was doing. He knocked on it, walked around it, and then jumped on top of it straddling it.
"Ride 'em Cowboy!" he called out, smacking the back of the bubble behind him and bouncing his ass around on top of it to make it appear as if he were moving. The laughter started up again but didn't last as long. The comedy at Fuckward's expense was finally getting old, but I have to admit our entertainment did last a couple of hours at least.
Bella pushed Spirit off of her and made her way out of our 'circle of love', to use the restroom.
"So what do we do about Edward?" Carlisle asked. I looked over at the bubble and smirked.
"I guess he stays until Bella can figure out how to get him out," I replied.
"He'll get out when she falls asleep," Alice answered, standing in the hole in the wall.
"I thought you couldn't see Bella's future?" Vicky asked, and I admit, the same thought had crossed my mind.
"I can't. It's just common sense. When she fell asleep yesterday, her shield disappeared. I'm guessing the same goes for this thing. Right, Jazz?" Alice answered. I guess I should have thought of that.
"I reckon, you're right, Alice. So I guess he gets to be bubble boy for a day," I said with a smirk, earning a new round of laughter as Bella returned to us.
"What's so funny now?" she inquired, sitting back down in my lap. I told her what we thought and she agreed with a smile.
"Darlin', I still can't feel ya. Can you let me in?" I asked, as we got situated.
"I can't seem to get control over it just yet, Jazz. I'm sorry." She really did look sad about that, too.
"Its fine, when you think you can, let me know." She nodded.
"I just… I'm sorry. I guess I really lost it. Lost control. I still don't feel right," she said, looking down and fiddling with her pendant.
I kissed her nose. "It's fine. We'll get you some lunch and talk about what we discussed this morning with the others, okay?"
"I'm not too hungry, but okay." She nodded.
"I'll get you something; what do you want, sugar?" Char asked, as she stood up.
"Fruit and toast maybe, if we have it here," Bella answered, snuggling into my arms. Char nodded and trotted off to the kitchen, Esme and Vicky followed behind her.
"Now, we have some things we wanna talk to y'all about. We have heard your apologies…"
"No. Not all of you have," Carlisle interrupted me. He took a few steps towards us and knelt down in the spot Char had vacated, closest to Rose. He reached for Bella's face and she stiffened in my arms, just as my hand snapped out to grab his before it made contact.
"You don't need to touch her," I growled and pushed his hand back towards him.
He nodded solemnly and sat down a bit further back from us. He was learning, slowly. He made his apologies to Bella who seemed more interested in her lunch than him. I guess on some level she really didn't want to deal with anymore.
When Carlisle was done, I began talking about our plans and the things we had discussed before returning to the house this morning. Bella never said a word and Carlisle didn't push it. She studiously ignored Carlisle and Esme as we laid out our summer and fall plans for the family.
That was a hell of a day. I am glad we got passed that, even if things were still tense in the Cullen home.
I looked down to the beauty beneath me and focused my attentions back on her, wiping the memory of our arguments with the Cullens from my mind. She was gorgeous sprawled out on the bed, her chestnut hair in waves covering the pillow. Some of her scars had an almost iridescent glow created in love, while others showed the strength of someone who was lost for a while.
I refocused my actions and kissed my way down Bella's chest and stomach, I was thankful we had all the time in the world together. I nipped her stomach lightly, without drawing blood, and watched her squirm under me. I slowly unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and pulled them down her toned legs. As I stood back to admire her in her matching pink bra and panties, I shed my own clothing quickly, which earned me a pout from my Bella.
"What?" I asked.
"I wanted to do that." She pointed the pile of clothes. How cute, she wanted to undress me.
"Want me to get dressed again?" I asked in mock frustration, turning towards my clothes.
"No!" she yelled, sitting up. I smirked as her breasts bounced around in her bra due to her movements, that little bit of weight made a big difference.
"Then lie down, little one," I ordered, crawling up the bed and on top of her.
She immediately complied and it was honestly funny how she threw herself backwards. My hands were so large they engulfed her frame, making her seem that much more breakable. I began to run them down her body from her collar bones to her hips, feeling her nipples pebble under my gentle touch. She was magnificent and no longer had the bony frame that had honestly scared me. I was scared I'd break her or that she'd die, it was just such an unhealthy look. Now she was perfect.
She moaned and arched up, looking for more attention and I laughed. "I'm not going fast enough for you huh?"
She bit her lip in response to my question and I leaned down, sucking it from between her teeth into my own mouth. I gently sliced the inside of her lip and licked the blood droplets. She gasped at the action but was too distracted to notice that I had ripped her undergarments off. I smirked at her wide eyes as her hand came up to her lip. I had already sealed the cut, but I assume it had the burning tingle she often mentioned.
"Jasper, why did you do that?" She rubbed her lip gently. I winked at her and darted down to take her nipple in my mouth. She gasped in shock and excitement as her hands immediately went to my hair. I lavished each nipple with attention, feeling them harden under my tongue, as my cock hardened against the polyester comforter. I couldn't resist adding a little friction to my own member, grinding lightly as I massaged her breasts. My lips worked back up to hers on their own volition, while my hand went straight for pay dirt as my fingers glided between her warm, moist folds. I spread the moisture around, rubbing her clit and amazingly, she stayed still for me. Typically, she was all over, but again, this was slow and not a frenzied make-out turned fucking. This was certainly not our first time making love, but it had been a while admittedly.
I gently eased two fingers into her core and sucked her tongue into my mouth. It was erotic, feeling a piece of her come into my body as a piece of mine went into her. I loved doing this with her. I didn't bother pumping my fingers in her. I felt around for the soft spot that would send her flying and I knew the moment I pressed on it, because she screamed in surprise and bucked on my hand. I chuckled for only a second before continuing to kiss her neck and collar and lips and just everywhere. My thumb went to her clit and began massaging it as I began tapping her g-spot with my fingers. No pumping, no thrusting, no slamming my fingers into her hoping to hit the right spot. This time I was literally spot-on with each small movement. And the movements had to be small; I could easily puncture her if I didn't watch my strength.
She writhed and screamed and when I felt her beginning to orgasm, I threw all the love, euphoria, and ecstasy I could, at her. She came hard and I felt her juices hit my hand with a force I had never known to come from her. Her eyes darkened as she came down looking at me. She looked feral, but it was all lust and love driven.
"Want more?" I asked lazily.
"Well, unless you're tired. Then I can go see who I can find…" I didn't let her finish that sentence before I was on her, growling and holding her arms over her head.
"You'll find who?" I growled out, pushing the head of my erection into her just a little. She didn't answer; she just laid there smirking at me. "I think you need a lesson, darlin'," I said, pulling out of her. I quickly flipped her over and spanked her ass a few times. While her bottom turned red, she never more than grunted at her punishment.
"Those lips are awfully silent, sweetheart. Maybe we need to coax an answer out of you." I pushed my finger into her moist hole and massaged the soft spot again. Her grunts and near screams were pleasure to my ears. I pulled my finger out quickly and moved it to her puckered hole, between her inflamed cheeks. I gently pushed it in, not wishing to cause any damage, and felt her relax at the intrusion as I began to fuck her ass slowly with my finger. She groaned more, but never said anything.
"Do you have someone else that can make you feel like I do?" It was honestly a rhetorical question; this was just something we'd learned to play with. She'd threaten to leave and I'd give her everything I could, trying to get her to give me a name. Of course there wasn't a name, so she remained silent. I pushed my thumb into her pussy and pinched and rubbed the thin skin between her two openings. I felt my fingers move together and moderated my pressure. I leaned up and nipped her breast, causing a little blood to flow and she nearly came undone, but I quickly reduced my pressure and movements, torturing her.
"Be a good girl and tell me who he is and I'll let you cum." I licked the shell of her ear. The wound still oozing a bit of blood called to me and I licked at it greedily. "Tell me," I whispered, sending her some confidence.
"Who said it was a he?" she panted out. I completely stopped and looked at her with wide eyes, her mischievousness and humor not lost on me as she caught me by surprise. Her normal answer was some guy called the Major. I didn't start moving again. In fact, I pulled my fingers out of her and her eyes widened.
"Well, if she is better than me, by all means go," I said pouting. It was fake, but I threw her some disappointment before I completely lost it and laughed.
"Jasper! I was just kidding! You should have seen your face though," she laughed. She was laughing at me.
"You're a bitch… ya know that right?" I said sadly, turning away from her. She grabbed my hair and tried to yank my head back, so I let her.
"And you fuckin' love me for it. Now, make love to me, cowboy. No more games tonight. I just want it to be us." She kissed my forehead and lay back down behind me.
"No," I said. I turned to look at her shocked expression. "I didn't agree to this," I added.
She looked really hurt, and I stood up turning to face her in all my naked glory. My hard on was still prominent and if I moved just a little more, right in her face. I leaned in close to her face.
"You are going to suck my cock, missy. Then I'll make love to you."
She nodded and moved onto her knees in front of me. Without a word her tongue swirled around my sensitive and engorged head, and then she swallowed me whole. Her warm wet mouth coated me with her saliva as she bobbed her head up and down. That was a sight I'd never tire of. I held off as long as I could before I took a fist full of hair and fucked her mouth until I released. I knew she loved me taking control of her like that and I could smell her arousal grow in the room as she finished swallowing my venom down.
"Don't move," I ordered her as I walked around the edge of the bed and pulled her back and straight on to my cock.
Making love was going to have to be for later. Seeing her ass in the air like that, well it had to be taken that way. She grunted as I entered her and I began pumping into her hard. She was screaming profanities that even my hearing didn't quite make out. It had been just a little over two weeks since the incident when I took her while Fuckward's head was in the closet and we hadn't been together since. We had been organizing things with the Cullens and Charlie and her days were booked while her nights were actually needed for real rest.
I sat with her most nights and the couple that I was unable to, due to my hunting needs, the girls had sleepovers at Charlie's, so Rose, Char, Vicky, and even Alice could keep an eye on Bella. I wouldn't leave her alone with Fuckward still in town and for good reason. His near vampcake status, from the black bubble of doom, pissed him the fuck off.
