A/N: So here we go with a new story, I chose this one as a birthday present to myself. Who wouldn't want a naked Jasper for their birthday after all? Enjoy xx Alexis

Bella

The Cullens have all gone hunting together, on the big family hunt they do three or four times a year so Alice told me. Edward didn't want to leave me and I told him not to be silly, they were his family and he should go. It was nice for once to be right and able to shove it in his face like he does to me. To tell the truth, I was looking forward to the break, he's such high maintenance for a guy. Ten whole days of doing what I wanted with no arguments, no recriminations. I was going to use the time to slob out, do some much-needed housework and catch up with my homework, by myself for a change! I am looking forward to eating what I want when I want it. There will be junk food, there will be cake; there will be loads, tons actually of carbs!

I was just about to go over my English paper that would need to be handed in on Monday. I search my bag; I ransack my room and finally decide I know where it is. Edward has obviously taken it to correct for me before I hand it in. I hate that, I didn't want to hand in his work, and I want it to be my own! He is beginning to get on my nerves; no he is beginning to drive me insane. I usually made a copy for this exact reason but I never got the chance yesterday. He always looks so pompous when I get an A, thinking it was his work and not mine. I feel myself getting annoyed with him and start to rub my wrist, my wrist with the bite mark. Strangely it always irritates me when I am upset with Edward!

I will just go over there and get it today. I have the codes for the shutters and know where the spare key is hidden, neither of these things were told to me by Edward, no Emmett told me. He thought I should be able to come and go there as Edward does at my house! I don't stop to think about it, today is Saturday and Charlie is working a double, so I am free to do whatever I want. I lock up and head for my truck, much as I love it the old thing is past its sell-by date and I refuse to ask Jake to look at it. He is in the huff because I am dating Edward and not him! The fact I don't think of him as anything but a friend is unimportant to the childish boy. He thinks ignoring me will have me rushing into his arms! Shit, that must be a guy thing, because Edward did that too!

Jeez, I don't understand guys at all, and they say women are complicated. It reminds me of that saying women are from Venus and men are from Mars crap! It's more like they are from Uranus, well in Jacob and Edward's case it is, I think laughingly. Well, damnation! My truck claps out as I turn into the Cullens drive. Well, I blame Edward; if he'd minded his own damned business then I wouldn't have had to drive out here. I'll just take his Volvo; let's see how he likes that! I stomp up the driveway and head for the garage first and that's when I realise the door is open, well it's up. As I get closer I hear running water, I know there is a mudroom come shower room in the back.

It's mainly for Emmett so he doesn't trail mud through the house I believe. So who didn't go hunting, it better not be Edward! I step inside the garage and wait for my eyes to adjust to the gloomy interior and I hear someone singing a really sad song. God, it's incredible, who has got such an absolutely amazing voice. I creep forward, praying they don't stop and realise it's a country song and I can hear a bit of a southern drawl in there, Jasper! It has to be him because it's way more Texas than Tennessee. The only other person from the south, although she tries to deny it is Alice and that's no woman singing.

'And I'm Tired of Pretending I Don't Love You,

Anymore!'

I have just manoeuvred myself to the sidewall and realised that the shower door is open too and I can see him! I mean I can see all of him! He's naked! Of course, he's naked he's in the shower! I know I should look away, move away but I can't, and no I don't want to! He's beyond stunning and it's no wonder Alice hides him in all that preppy shit. Because he's beautiful and I couldn't ask for a better first one. Since he's now the only naked man I've ever seen. Way to set the bar so damn high, Bella! This is that moment when the world stands still and it's just you and the person you're watching.

I can see the lather from his body wash as it slides slowly down his spine, from his shoulder blades to his ass. I can see his muscles flex as he rubs his hands across his chest and abdomen. I lick my lips as my eyes are following his hands as they glide over his skin and I'm not surprised that I'm jealous of them! I would give my right arm to be able to do that. I can only see the back of him and even that is getting me a little hot under the collar. I realise my breathing has picked up and I'm sure I'll hyperventilate very soon. I don't even notice at first he's stopped singing. I was too busy looking at him. His shoulders are broad and his hips very narrow, just like a perfectly proportioned sculpture.

He has long legs, muscular but not thick. I can clearly see many of the scars he has, but they only enhance the picture before me. His ass is beyond glorious, what can I say, I didn't know I was an ass girl, but I want to bite that one! It's so firm and slightly clenched. I watch him washing his hair now and wonder if it's as soft and silky as it looks. But as he turns around to rinse out the shampoo, I get a full-frontal view of him and my breath catches in my throat. I once thought Edward was like Adonis the beautiful boy. But this in front of me is a man. This is Ares, the warrior, the fighter, the God of War! That's how I've always thought of him.

I've never seen a man with an eight pack up close before. I am beyond completely entranced, I wish I could draw or paint so I could capture this image before me for all time. I see him with a sword in one hand, a shield in the other and a helm on his head as he stands naked and unafraid before his enemies. Never in my short life has the difference between a man and a boy been more clearly, gloriously demonstrated. I sigh and desire ripples through me, I want this, I want a man like this to love me and it's at that moment I know it will never be Edward. Could never be Edward, not while I harboured fantasies like this about his brother. I want him, a man who would be a strong reliable partner, not a whiny no-it-all.

My eyes slowly rake up his body from his sexy athletic-looking feet, up his long toned legs to his, holy shit! Are they meant to be that big! What the hell will it look like erect, I moan slightly, praying the water is covering my sounds of desire. I finally drag my eyes upwards over his abdomen and I swear I see it quiver, his waist is narrow, there's not an ounce of fat anywhere on him. Then I see his nipples are standing out proud from his body, wow! I thought that only happened to women and I like it, I want to bite them too. Now my eyes are staring at his shoulder and neck muscles which are taut as his arms are still above his head. Then finally I stare into his black eyes, his black sexy eyes which are staring back at me and I blush.

I blush profusely at being caught ogling him, okay eye-fucking him into oblivion as he showered. He calmly shuts off the water and runs a towel over his hair, before wrapping it around his waist. I can't help but whimper and feel disappointed and he raises a sculpted eyebrow. God damn it, even his eyebrows are looking sexy to me now. I'm lost in my haze of lust and desire for this glorious creature before me and it's not until he's standing directly in front of me, that I snap out of it. Wow, he smells so good; it's like early morning dew. But with a steaming cup of coffee and a little well-oiled leather mixed into it. I'm speechless; my heart is in my mouth, not from fear but from pure desire.

The type of desire I've only felt in my dreams. Surreal, overwhelming and sensual, not the mundane tawdry type most teenagers feel for their peers. This is no idle thought; this feeling has been burning, tormenting, and driving me insane in my sleep for months. I want to reach out and touch him. But am afraid he's just my imagination and will disappear before my eyes in a puff of smoke. I stand transfixed and flushed from arousal, not embarrassment. I want him, more than I've ever wanted anything in my very short life! I want to feel that body under my fingertips and I want to feel that body as it covers mine. I want to feel him come apart in my arms, as I come apart in his.

ISBKIK

Jasper

I hear Isabella's truck splutter and die as it rounded into our driveway. I must ask Peter to fix it for her, it sounds wrong, weird kinda wrong! I could turn off the shower, I should turn off the shower, but I don't! I feel her annoyance and determination as she approaches the garage. She's angry, but it's a muted, well in control type of anger. I carry on with my shower and singin', it's my own little pity party for one, but now it looks like it's for two. She's pissed for a second and then I feel pure joy and unbridled desire. Does she think I'm him? My heart breaks a little more at that thought. I sense her movin' over to the sidewall and now I know she can see who is in here.

I had been in a rush and left the door open, hell nobody was meant to be here but me. If my heart still beat, it would be poundin' about now. I feel everythin' that she's throwin' at me and I love it. She wants me, she desires me, she's in awe of my body, but how can that be? They all insisted she was Edward's mate, all but Rose and Em that is. Was that another lie? It's not as if I'd ever been allowed near her, except in Phoenix and even then Alice was always there interferin'. I am willin' myself not to react to her serious eye-fuckin', but it's hard, pardon the pun. My nipples are tight and my cock keeps twitchin', but I force it under control as I turn around and let her really see me. I know I'm preenin' like a peacock, but fuck, who wouldn't when the woman you love was lookin' at you like that!

I keep rinsin' my hair and try hard not to laugh when her eyes take in the size of my attributes. Wow, that's a boost for the ego right there. I'm guessin' I'm the first man she's seen naked by her reactions to me. But I sense that she's glad it's me and hell, so am I. Finally, her eyes meet mine and for a second or two we just stare at each other before her embarrassment takes over and I shut off the water and wrap a towel around my hips. Was that disappointment and damn she whimpered! I raise an eyebrow at her and that seems to set her off again. The haze of desire around her is almost tangible. I flit across to her and I can smell her desire for me. Fuck me it's intoxicatin'.

"Those were some mighty powerful and deep emotions you were sendin' my way darlin'. I wasn't expectin' an audience, but I thank you for them all the same. It's been a long time since anyone looked at me that way!" I say and she frowns,

"But why? You're so beautiful, you're strong, and you're sexy!" Isabella says tailin' off in awkwardness,

"Thank you again, Isabella. Most see the scars and not the man, I'm used to it" I reply,

She senses the sadness in my statement. Damn, I can hide nothin' from her, maybe I don't want to.

"But, but what about Alice?" she asks now,

"What about her?" I ask in return confused and Isabella frowns once again,

"She's your wife, she must love your ...," She says wavin' her hands in the direction of my body,

I feel her willin' herself not to touch me and I am elated. She wants me, scars and all, as much as I want her.

"Whatever gave you that idea? Or should that be who gave you that idea?" I ask her and she really was confused,

I was beginnin' to get a clear picture of what was goin' on and I was not happy about it! Those fuck-up's have been tellin' some dangerous lies to us both.

"Alice and Edward said you were married. They both did! "Isabella says,

Now she's startin' to get angry too, that they'd lied to her about somethin' that important. I watch her as she starts rubbin' her wrist, actually scratchin' at it and I reach out and take it gently. Runnin' my thumb over it and leanin' in I sniff it.

"Son of a God damn bitch! Sorry for my language Isabella! How often does it itch and has it always been this cold?" I ask her now,

"Yes, it has always been cold, since even before it healed and the itch is when I'm mad at him. Which is beginning to be more and more lately" she huffs out,

I hum, a thought crosses my mind, would she let me do it? But I had to rid her of that marker, well, half-assed marker. Then I look directly into her eyes.

"Do you trust me?" I enquire hesitantly,

"Of course, I do Jasper, with my life!" She replies firmly as if to make sure I know it's the truth, I'm awestruck,

"You have no idea darlin', how much I appreciate that," I say kissin' her knuckles and then I lead her back towards the shower,

"This will only sting for a moment. Once the venom is out, then it will leave only two little slivers of scar tissue, not two sets of teeth marks. But it won't be cold" I murmur,

"Venom? He left some of James' venom in me?" Isabella queries,

She's getting annoyed at Edward and I think Carlisle as well for not knowin' I assume. But they did know!

"No, he left his venom in you! It's meant to be a marker; a sign to other's that you belong to him! But he didn't put enough in and now he can't get more in without you knowin' it!" I say watchin' her closely,

"That creepy fucking asshole! Oh and Carlisle that sanctimonious bastard, he knew didn't he?" Isabella screeches,

I laugh loudly lovin' her fire as she flushes red as a tomato.

"My my, Miss Swan, I didn't know you had it in you!" I smirk and she laughs too,

ISBLIK

Bella

Jasper turns on the water again, just a trickle this time and lets it run over my wrist. He uses a nail to cut the teeth marks open but it doesn't hurt me and then gently lifts my wrist to his lips. He then wraps them around both cuts and sucks. My body is shaking, but it's not fear by pure desire and I know I'm panting. I don't know if it's because he's only in a towel or because I was already so turned on by him. It feels so damned erotic, I think that's the right word, how would I the naive virgin know. But it's when he licked them closed after he spits out Edward's venom. That's when my very first orgasm sweeps over me and I am not even embarrassed about it.

I am overawed, never had just a touch given me such a massive amount of pleasure before. Why was it that Jasper can elicit what Edward cannot? He wraps his arms around me as I gulp in lungful after lungful of his delicious scent.

"I think it might be prudent of me to get dressed before I do something you might regret later with a clear head darlin'. You came out here for something else I presume?" he tells me,

Although I knew I wouldn't regret anything he did, I let him lead me into the house anyway.

"Yes, my English paper, I assume Edward took it to make it more acceptable to his delicate sensibilities before I handed it in" I sneer at his name and his actions without remorse,

"Yeah, sounds like somethin' he'd do! Did you write a bad word, like Hell or Damn in there?" he says laughing,

"Ha! It is a battle of the sex's type thing, literary style. I, of course, came down on the side of women; no doubt he's changed it completely! I hate how he interferes in everything I do, it's so insulting and beyond chauvinistic. I have a brain and I don't care how old he is he is not more intelligent than me!" I say in an all-out rant,

"Feelin' better darlin'?" he smirks and I raise an eyebrow this time,

"The venom was preventin' you from sayin' or thinkin' anythin' too bad about him! The full dose would have turned you into a Stepford wife!" Jasper explains and I feel my face pale,

"He was controlling me to that degree and Alice and Carlisle knew? What about the others? I know you didn't know by your reaction earlier!" I ask quietly,

"I'm sorry darlin', but I would say yes to those two and probably Esme to a lesser degree. But not Rose and Em! She would have ripped his dick off if she knew and Em would never think anyone could be that sick!

I'm sorry I didn't see it but because he screwed it up, you still had some of your personality and free will. I didn't even think it was a possibility" he says once more hugging me and I give in and sob,

"What do I do now? If I dump him he'll kill me, won't he? The psychotic stalker watches me sleep as it is! I'm trapped" I blubber and he just holds me for a few minutes against his naked chest,

"I have an idea if someone else stronger and more dominant than him claimed you he would have to concede!" he muses and I smile a real smile,

"Would you do that for me, Jasper? You're stronger, you're dominant, you're an Alpha male!" I whisper but he heard me,

"Ah, darlin' are you sure you want that? I might never let you go once you're mine!" he explains and I felt myself getting excited at the thought,

"I don't think I want you to ever let me go! I feel like I'm thinking clearly for the first time since Phoenix. I saw you kill James and I saw you stop Edward from draining me too! I know I was settling for him because they lied and said you were mated to Alice. Do you want to know a secret; it was you I saw that first day, you that stood out, you that I wanted!" I say and he crushes me to him and our lips come together in a mind-blowing kiss,

ISBLIK

Jasper

"That means Alice saw it and kept us apart, that's a death sentence for her darlin'. Because they knew I wanted you from that moment too! So do you want me to place my own marker in you or actually claim you as my mate?" I ask and she shivers with desire, at the thought of her body joinin' with mine,

"I've never ...," she says lookin' right into my eyes,

"I know, and I think that's the only reason I haven't killed Edward already! I think he knows that too" I growl and inhale deeply takin' in her reaction to it,

"Damn Isabella, you're a balm to my battered soul! There's not an ounce of fear in your body for me" I say kissin' her neck and shoulder,

"No, and there never will be either. He scares me sometimes, with the constant sniffing. The fool doesn't think I notice, but you never have scared me and I know you will never hurt me!" she says,

Now she's finally runnin' her fingers through my hair, I've wanted her to do that for so long. I can feel myself purrin' quietly, she brings it to the surface with just a gentle touch.

"I want to tell you my story, and then if you're still sure, I'm going to make love to you for hours!" I purr in her ear and she groans loudly,

"Where? I'm guessing you have your own room and not sharing that Pepto-Bismol monstrosity, Alice calls a room!" Isabella says, just as angry with her as Edward it appears,

"Yup, the floor above Eddie, my study and room are all that's up there. I used to lie up there listening to you, you talk in your sleep did you know that? Your raunchy dreams made him run every time! Who were you dreaming about darlin'?" I ask her quietly, even nervously,

"You, always you, Did I call out your name?" she says worriedly,

"Not really, I'm assumin' I'm Ares then?" I quiz her smilin' and she nods, flushing red, I love seein' it,

"That's funny because, in the southern vampire wars, I was called the God of War!" I say and then ask her,

"Do you even know my real name?" I ask and after she shakes her head I tell her,

"It's Jasper Whitlock,"

"That suits you so much better than Cullen or Hale," she says now, " It really does, it's a solid dependable type of name, which suits you way better" She finishes off sayin',

With another blush and I find myself wantin' to know how far down it goes on her beautiful body. The next two hours are taken up by me tellin' her about my shitty start to this second life.

ISBLIK

Bella

I'm so proud of him for getting out when he found out there was another way. He seemed surprised that I wasn't disgusted with the fact he killed people and was a human drinker. I explain he did what he did to survive and if he'd known there was a better way, I know he'd have taken it. I'd like to see any of the Cullens survive that, I presumed rightly it was them being all disgusted and judgemental. I doubt they could survive beyond their first week! Hell, their first day! Jeez, the blinkers were off now and I was getting super pissed with those assholes! What gives them the right to judge my Jasper?

"I'll let that all settle in with you and get you somethin' to eat darlin'. Why don't you go look for your paper in Edward's room" he suggested and I hugged him and ran down the stairs,

I'd never noticed before just how much of a neat freak Edward was, compared to Jasper's study this was clinical and nondescript. If it wasn't for the splash of colour on the bed it would be like a hospital room! There was no individuality or warmth in here at all.

A/N: Country song Jasper Sings is Anymore by Travis Tritt