Bella's pov. Graphic dream sex. Mentions of murder, suicidal thoughts, dark topics.
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Mirrors. A room of mirrors. It's haunted me since. In my dreams that room consumes me. At first, that room was nothing but a distant memory, a memory from my childhood. An ok memory of childhood embarrassment. Now? It's a nightmare. One that fills me with dread.
I have many. Several about them. Especially of him. Edward. I've had a few about Jasper. Although? None of those compared to the ones of Fate. She's. She's thrilling. There are so many things about her that I want to understand. Yet so much I'm terrified of knowing. Most importantly. What she's awoken. I'm not sure how to describe it. I had never once looked at a girl before. Well... nothing like now. Like how I look at her. She fills my head with dreams, beautiful terrible ones. They play on loops.
Some?
I'm her victim. Although I think these are remnants of my nightmares of Edward. Ones where he fed on me. I've had this one in particular since I began to obsess over him. It changed after my encounter with James. It turned sinister. I can still feel the burning. The mind-numbing pain that fled throughout. It never really left. Edward may have been able to suck the poison from my veins. But it never stopped burning!
The way James looked at me, like I was nothing, I have never seen such emptiness before. There was nothing behind his eyes.You know they say that in the movies. That killers have this look in their eyes. You never understand until you're right there. The glee that spread across his face as he broke my leg. It sent chills down my spine. I was going to die. He would have killed me! The funny thing is. So would Deadward.
It's been what he's wanted.He told me the day he admitted the truth. He's such an Edge lord! 'My own personal brand of heroin!', oh my god, ooo I'm so scared. Well. I wasn't then.
It wasn't my brightest moment if I'm honest. I was so stupid! Can you really blame me, though? Get this? They leak this pheromone right, it's supposed to draw humans to them. Not just that. The sparkling and the ethereal super hot physical appearance? That too.
Everything about him is supposed to make me fall in his lap, make me easier prey! It's fucking disgusting! The crazy thing?! I actually have feelings for the asshole. I even left the country to go save him, but he dumped me and left me to die in the woods?! Are you fucking kidding me? Ugh! I can't stand this shit!
I've tried. I really have tried to let him go. I was becoming ready. I was starting to fall, well I was, I don't know how I feel for Jake. I just know that I don't want him to go. To top it off? I'm starting to question my sexuality. Um. I might be gay?! I don't know? Fate is... so hot.
Honestly, it was the first thing I noticed about her. It was something everyone else noticed too. Including Rosalie. Which its kind of hilarious and a relief to not have her eyes on me for once. She really can't stand me. It's not hard to understand why. My presence hasn't exactly been great for them either. Especially with Aro.
He's petrifying. You know what was more unsettling than seeing nothing behind a killer's eyes? Seeing everything. Yeah. I don't want to be near that thing ever Again! How do I describe the feeling of someone finding you the most fascinating thing in existence but yet in a dehumanizing way? Yeah, that's Aro.
Sorry I keep getting off track. Where was I? Oh, right, Fate. So like I was saying, I wasn't the only one to notice she was banging. Rosalie noticed first. It actually shocked me that Rose knew anyone other than she existed. It's not hard to know why though.
It was because of how she was dressed. Fate arrived at the Cullens wearing a white zippered crop top. It was skin-tight! A bright lacy lime green bra glared underneath it. Her breasts were so big the zipper couldn't go up all the way. It stopped about halfway and exposed them. I couldn't help but watch them jiggle every time she moved. I was mesmerized. It was like seeing real-life anime titties! To draw a visual. Think Amber rose before the breast reduction.
I wasn't the only one hypnotized either. Emmet was practically drooling. Although he was looking at something else. Her ass. Oh my god. Even in those baggy jeans, you could still tell. I should have asked where she got them from.They were these cute cargo jeans.
They certainly made her peach look juicy as fuck! Even Carlisle noticed how hot she was. It was kind of gross. He looks at her weirdly...I don't know it's just eh. At first, he noticed and then immediately kept his eyes anywhere but her. He failed. A lot. I think Esme noticed that. She didn't seem upset. They have such a strong relationship. I just. It's weird how Edward's lived with them for so long and... nothing. It's like he's never grown up. Whatever. I don't want to thank about ugly stupid Deadward. As I was saying.
Carlisle looks at her like he's dissecting her. Analyzing every aspect of her. From the way she moves, talks, don't even mention using magic, anytime she does that? He gets this giddy look in his eyes. Lately, he's been looking at her like she's his savior. Like she's god herself.
It probably has to do with his death wish. Carlisle is completely suicidal. He can't stand being a vampire. He finds the entire experience abhorrent and wants nothing more than to croak. This is hilarious since he's literally spent his entire vampiric life creating them. I mean he's bit almost every member of his family... um, yeah, it's looking mighty confusing.
But what do I know? I'm just a lowly human. Jasper, he noticed. It was almost painful watching him openly gawk in agony. I mean good god man, stand up, now! Whew! Alice, yeah, she wanted to kill her. Now that she's actually done that, it's made me realize just how insane all of them are. All of them! Especially her.
Fate. There must be something wrong with me? I'm just as crazy as them. I must be. Because even after everything. I still want to be one. I don't know if it's a lingering desire to die? Or if I'm just super amazed by the supernatural.
I mean I can't stop. It's like I'm collecting Pokémon. Ooo, a Vampire, a shifter, now a fucking zombie witch? Yay. Why not. Am I cursed? Like why can't I just like the nice human boy? Why do I have to go for the most psychotic things? She's nuts!
Fate is fucking exhilarating, every time I'm near her, all I think about is all the things we could do. Everything seems so small compared to the things she's done. For example? She's a civil rights activist.
Not just for black rights, but for gay rights too. Although... it's a bit more Malcolm x. Not so much in a peaceful kind of way. Destina is a 'terrorist'. During a particular time period, she went around with a certain Cullen and murdered a slew of racists. Not just racists. But plantation owners. Something I found rather interesting? A well-known name came up when I researched the story.
You know to check the source and all. Luther Whitlock, he's Jasper's father. The entire family died out. This is crazy because apparently, they were like the Kennedys. They died rather tragically too. Jasper and Destina, Bonnie, and Clyde'd throughout the south during post antebellum and his family was the first victims. The country was up in arms about them. Mostly because, while slavery may have 'ended', on December 18, 1865, it didn't stop for decades after.
All across the rural south plantations were still up and running. Jasper and Destina went around making damn sure they were closed for good. They slew entire families. I do mean entirely, the young children were usually killed quickly. The masters? They were killed particularly slow, they were always found with intricate designs and runes carved into them. Most often with missing limbs too. I figured out where those went. It was speculated to be some type of heathen devil worship. That's being nice for what was really written. The newspaper article got quite belligerently racist.
I scoured the internet for all the information I could find on her. For the most part, all I've found was social media. She's got a large following on Instagram and TikTok, is well known by many celebrities, has traveled all around, is absolutely filthy rich, but most of all? She's known by the us government.
I'm serious. She's been pictured alongside the president. Actually, she's been pictured with a lot of them. Especially, President Kennedy, you think they fucked? In the picture with him, she had that look in her eyes. The one she gets while she's feeding. It's so bleh!
I can't tell you how many times I've hurled simply just being in her presence. It's quite unsettling to watch someone eat raw meat with a smile. You know what was weirder? Edward's reaction to her.
The way he looked at her. It was familiar. It was the same one I got before he left me. Desire. Not just any kind of desire either. Edward's found a new victim. He's bored of me. I'm kind of alright with that.
He was starting to lose luster in my eyes, Jake has a lot to do with that. He helped me realize how shitty of a boyfriend he was. The problem? We're after the same girl. Yeah. I'll be damned if I lose to that asshole. Some of this most definitely has to do with wanting to get one over. I'd love to see his face when I win Fate.
After that... I'll have to take care of Jasper. There's no way I'll have her if he's still around. She's genuinely in love with him. He's 'changed' from my knowledge, he's spent decades trying to make up for his sins. I think that's what that spree was, an attempt, until something happened, they just stopped killing. I imagine that's when he and she started having relationship problems. She began seeing what I see.
What I saw that day. My birthday. Jasper is just a feral beast. Unlike James and Aro, Jasper felt my pain. He knew how deeply afraid I was. But it didn't compare to how terrified he was. It was written all over his face. He couldn't stop. It never mattered who they were back then either, if they were innocent or guilty. He just needed to kill. He physically can't control himself.
It took Emmet, Carlisle, and Rosalie, to drag him out. All while Edward? He was gripped under his own bout of control issues. What was so sick about the entire thing?
I finally found out that Edward actually does find me attractive. He was rock hard. He openly gazed at me with desire and hunger before escaping after Jasper. It's certainly made me question all those nights he's spent in my bed. There were times I tried coaxing him. Tried nudging. I never got a response.
Or at the least, it seemed like I didn't. Now? It's always up. Especially when she's around. What's so hilarious is how blind he is to how much he's in love with Fate. Or maybe it's denial? Who knows.
It's maddening. I keep comparing myself to her. I keep questioning if this is why he was such a dick to me. Maybe I wasn't pretty enough. Interesting enough. Weird enough. Talented enough. These are all attempts to blame myself, I'm really trying to not do that anymore.
Edward's a childish cunt and Fate's shaped like a cartoon mom. He has serious mommy issues! We have the same taste apparently.It's probably why we gravitated towards one another. Trauma bonded over shitty parents. Edward idolizes his mother, and can't stand his father.
For me, it's backward. It totally makes sense why I want Fate too. Edward wants Destina, the still awesome, intelligent, more docile version. While I? I want the sexy cunning sociopath she really is. So does Jasper.
Well. He's in love with all her unique personalities. It was quite a shock to find out that Alice had that quirk too. Especially when one of them decided to place me and my family in fucking danger. She's the whole reason I'm in this mess. She's the whole damn reason.
She pushed me to go on a date with him. After my first few encounters with Edward. Before he started warming up to me. It was Alice that kept encouraging it. She just kept saying he was shy and awkward, always talked about how we were so alike, she gaslighted me into this.
It wasn't hard for Edward to give in. He's so weak as is. He was only able to stay away for a week. He stalked me... fucking stalked me. It saved my life. But. It's still gross and invasive. Not too long after our initial cat and mouse, we were a full-fledged couple, now? He rarely looks at me. Unless he believes there's a greater threat. Like Victoria. Jacob. Fate. Yeah.
I'm beginning to think he's addicted to saving me. That he's never loved me at all. That Edward only loved how much I loved him. That he loved how much I believed I needed him. Addicted to keeping me 'Safe and innocent'. Now that I'm aware? He's lost interest. I'm not his submissive naïve little dumb lamb anymore. Oh and if I even breathe a word about becoming a vampire?
He acts as if I don't even exist. He views my choice as the ultimate betrayal. He loathes his existence just as much as Carlisle does. Thinks of himself as a soulless monster. He's not happy with me. He'd rather I kill myself rather than become what he is. He was so pissed that I saved him. That I exposed myself and now have no choice. I'm regretting it too.
Well. Not really. He may be a shitty boyfriend. But no one deserves to be left to that thing. Also. He was a good friend. He helped me understand a lot about myself. We just need to break up. If I do this right? I can get that and Fate, my plan has been going well so far. I've been quite open with my enthusiasm about Fate.
The less attention I give him? The more he tries to gain it back. While the more I give? The less he wants to be around me. I've been much more insistent about us. Demanding more time and more affection. He's been recoiling nicely. But. It's been pushing him further into her arms. Especially now that it's out in the open. I tried to deny my attraction.
I'm pretty sure Jasper saw through my lies. He's like a damn bloodhound when it comes to her. Edward and I ended up in a screaming match the night they came over. He kept accusing me of cheating. It didn't help that since the Cullens have been back, I've spent more time with Jake, it drives Edward fucking crazy.
He doesn't understand how I could have been so madly in love and now so different. I just started playing his game. He's the one that started the sneaking and lying about. I just play it better. I do like Jacob. I like him a lot. He's sweet and fun to be around. Charlie loves him. But.
I don't know. He's just so. Safe. He's everything I should run toward. Although even he has his bad traits. He's pretty hot-headed. I'd say it's the wolf. But even before he was pretty intense. I could love him. I could be happy with him.
But Fate? She makes me want to be alive. She makes me want to experience everything life has to offer. Even if for just a moment. For so long, so long, I've wanted to die. Maybe. Just maybe... I could live and not hate it so much. I still want to become one of them. But only. If I can have her with me. If I can live with her? I'd live as many lives as I could.
That's why we have to figure all this out. I've been snooping around as much as possible. Trying to figure out what's really going on. Jaspers is kind of sloppy. He tends to leave things around. I found not only those Journals but other things.
He wrote to her. For years, Jasper wrote letters to Fate. In them, he told her about his life. The things he had done since her death. He told her about the work he was doing. About Alice. He hoped she would have forgiven him for loving another.
Jasper never. Not once. Stopped loving Fate. It's such a wonder how Alice never knew. She must have been really blind. Well. At least that's what I thought. Turns out. Alice is just as delusional as Edward is. If not more. She always knew Fate existed. She saw a vision before she even met Jasper, one of her. Of his mate.
The way she described it haunted me. She described the love echoed on Jasper's face. She got this lost look in her eyes. Like she wasn't there anymore, like something had died. The way her voice sounded, it trembled with fear and deep sorrow. She knew that she would lose him and yet still fell head over heels in love. Hoping. Just hoping that Fate wasn't real.
That it was a dream. A nightmare. A fright. I loved her. Alice was like the sister I never had but always wanted. It was rough being the only kid. Especially with Renee as a mother. I was lonely. She filled a space in my heart and made me feel. She made me feel like I had a place there. Now I know, I never did, it was all lies.
There he is. Standing outside in the pouring rain. Charlie was home tonight. Even then, Edward always snuck in. He would stay with me until the sun rose. Always allowing me to watch as the rays dance across his face before leaving. I locked all the windows tonight.
Normally when I'm upset. I just shut them. It's to show. Just how done I am. There's nothing he could say that would make me believe he didn't know. He must have. He's a damn cell tower and he's tuned into every number except mine!
I wouldn't put it past that possessive bastard. He wanted me. So he went along with her stupid ass plan. He's wanted me. Hell. Probably still does. I'll be damned if he ever gets a taste. If I'm to die, anyone other than him will bite me, preferably, Fate. Well, no not her really. Maybe, if she's just playing around, Im not food.
He's been texting and calling for hours. I've since turned my phone off. I refuse to be weak tonight. I refuse to run back to him. It's time I finally cut Deadward off. Besides, now I can focus completely on seducing Fate and my plan on securing our future, Aro is a problem.
There's only one creature he's genuinely afraid of. That just so happens to be Fate.
Something that I've also been thinking about? I know about Fate's own newborn army, her kingdom, and the issues she's been facing. I've been trying to learn as much as possible about it and all the players. From what I gather, she's lost everything. Every single cent is tied up. They iced her out of her accounts. Stole her clients. Burned down or stole her businesses. Including the off-book ones.
She's completely broke. Not only that? Everyone is out for blood. All her old enemies have been told there's a bounty on her head. Especially the Volturi. The reason she came back? She knew that Jasper would fight to the death for her.
That all it would take is Jasper seeing her and he'd jump right back in. That's exactly what happened. She said jump and he screamed how high. Fate's weak right now. She can't fight off all the people after her and save herself. She needed his help, she knew exactly what to do to make him fall back in love. The one thing she never anticipated? Falling too. I've seen it. She's mooning for Jasper.
It's quite fucking insane how similar they are. Alice and Fate. I wonder if Jasper sees how well they've played us both. I'm beginning to think she knew what she was doing. That she was manipulating me too. Edward certainly thinks so. That Fate did something to me with her magic. That I'm bewitched, I know he certainly is.
I wonder if Benjamin is behind all this? I've never met him. But Edward certainly can't stop talking about him. He's genuinely afraid of him, I think. Benjamin must have really traumatized him. I'll have to send him a thank you card. Edward deserves a bit of his own medicine. Maybe it's karma or something.
Anyways. So far. I'm pretty sure the journals being passed around? Yeah, that was all her. I've seen her gifts in action. If she didn't want those journals found? We wouldn't have found them. They were a tool for more than one thing, one, it added to her mystery, yes, but it immediately drew Jasper in. He was ensnared.
So was I. So was everyone else. It gives us the facade of something over her. Knowing things she didn't want us to know. It gave us a little sense of power. She immediately became an enigma, not an enemy, she played us like fiddles.
Two? It kept us wanting more. The journals were like a small window into who she really is. We were craving to know if she was the creature Jasper said she was or if she was the lovesick woman from the notebooks. Fucking brilliant!
She's also supposedly been watching us for weeks. If not months! She's been planning something for a very long time. I've given up on trying to figure out her plan. It's either hidden really well or I'm just too stupid to understand what's going on. Because right now? It seems like everything has fallen completely apart.
I started coming up with one of my own. Especially once I began to realize just how turbulent my future was. Aro wants me for something. Alice saw a future where I'm by his side, against my will. A future where I'm enslaved to the guard. A future where she and I both are slaves to Aro. Since our little visit to Volterra?
He has been obsessed with understanding why I'm so immune to vampires. My gifts have something to do with this shield around my brain. It was only briefly explained to me. Once turned? I become quite powerful. One of , the, most powerful vampires he's had the chance of witnessing. Along with Alice.
With us both? He'd be unstoppable. He wants to expand his empire. To create a world in his image. Aro wants to take over the world. To colonize in mass and create human farms, to make sure food is always in abundance, much like how we do animals. I need Fate. I need her to stay and keep me safe. But most of all.
She's the only one who's strong enough to kill him. Strong enough to get close enough to kill them all. There's no one on this planet he wants more than her. If I didn't know better, I'd say he's in love too. Fortunately, I'm aware it's something else. Aro hates her. Because she can control him. I mean literally control him.
All of them actually. She's a necromancer. The most powerful one seen. One time. She forced a horde of Aro's guards to eat each other. They are powerless under her control. The problem? It requires so much energy. She physically can't even cast the spell. I noticed when she was showing me her gifts that day. She had to stop. She was growing taxed by a simple cleaning spell. We have to find a way to fix this.
That's where I'm stuck. I don't know the first thing about what's wrong with her. All of that has been kept under wraps. Carlisle hasn't come out of the lab since. All I've managed to learn is that she's got like cancer or something, with no cure? She's going to die and soon! Fuck!
Oh, he's left? Maybe Edward is finally giving up? Whatever. I'm tired. As I laid down for the night. I couldn't help but wonder if another dream of Fate would come. Hopefully a good one this time.
I completely forgot to explain the good dreams. I got so distracted thinking about exactly what I said I wouldn't think about. Figures. Well. I could detail a particular dream that came to me. The morning I woke from this dream, that's when I started questioning my sexuality. It was so sapphic. So undeniably sensually gay.
This one came to me after watching the horrific death of Victoria. It was rather scary at first but then turned euphoric. That moment when Victoria began to age. For a split second, she resembled the most beautiful young woman I'd ever seen. It was frightening to see the pain she was in. Then all of a sudden? She turned into a hag.
I mean liver spots and all! Her skin yellowed and hung off her frail frame. Her red locks turned a stark lily-white and turned tangled and full of knots. Her eyes aged from the ones of vengeance to peace. I'm afraid to say this. But I think for a moment. Victoria felt at peace. Just as Fate ripped into her chest and pulled out her heart. She called upon a name.
You would think from all she did it would be James? But it wasn't. It was Anne. I later found out. That was her sisters' name. They do say. Just as you die. Your life flashes before your eyes. There have also been rumors of seeing dead loved ones as you near the thinning veil. It's possible. It's entirely possible that Victoria saw her sister. I'm not sure how I feel about that. Then?
Fate plunged her bright scarlet nails in first. Her hand went right through Victoria as if she wasn't even solid. The sound it made reminded me of dropping a melon and it cracks. That wet smacking sound it makes as its insides liquified. Fate pulled out a beating heart, brought it to her plump pink lips, and then bit right into it. It sounded so delicious...
Like biting into the most succulent ripened fruit. The blood dripped down her mouth so beautifully. I was aroused. It scared the living hell out of me! But in the dream? I was Victoria. I watched in my last moments. A beautiful naked Fate. She writhed in pleasure on top of me. We both were in absolute bliss. Fate and I were outside in the freezing snow.
A full moon hung high. A deep blood red moon. At first, the dream started out with my legs spread and a tongue curling inside me.It lapping and twisting about. It reaches all the most perfect angles. Strange whispers inside my head telling me to give in. To give in to her whims. I released and she happily cleaned me up. Kissing and caressing my insides as I squirted into her awaiting mouth.
It certainly wasn't the first time from how loudly I called up to the moon. Then? She got on top. We fit together like puzzle pieces. Her slick moist flower pressed against mine in the most pleasurable way. As she massaged against my own, she looked deep into my eyes. The whispers got louder. I began to feel other sensations too. Such as her hand choking me. At first, just holding my neck.
But then squeezing. As the pressure on my clit began to build and flourish? She choked me and played with my nipples. Twisting and toying with them until they were raw. She moved her hand from my neck and slipped her fingers into my mouth. I sucked at them.
Letting my tongue dance across them. I'm sure I was tasting my own juices. Especially from the way she smiled at me as I lapped like a greedy little slut. I loved it. Soon I felt more. I watched her get off. As she came? I felt it throughout every nerve in my body.
I twisted and jerked with delight. So much so that I wasn't that far behind her. That continued until she needed more. Needed more of me. I was flipped over. The cold snow felt wonderful on my abused nipples.
I was quite surprised to feel a penis pulsing and twitching in delight. I turned back to see a bewitched strap on. It was suddenly a real cock! It was huge! I hungrily wanted a taste. So I crawled towards it and went to work. I fingered myself happily as I sucked her cock. She really enjoyed watching me gag for her.
I bobbed and twisted my head as I neared the tip. Licking and caressing the tip with my tongue. I plunged it deep into my throat until I choked and slobbered all over it. My pussy had begun squelching with that wet sound that meant I was close. I loved watching her face as more cum ran down my thighs in anticipation of my lover fucking me.
Once it was ready. She laid me down, pushed my legs up to my chest, and entered so slowly. I was thankful. The stretch hurt at first but then a wonderful wave of euphoria hit. The pain disappeared and she began to move.
Fate plunged deep inside me and pulled all the way out. Her eyes greedily watched me gape for her. Then suddenly? A pace began to build. She went slow but hard. Each thrust hit perfectly. My toes curled and I squirted. This spurred her to go faster and faster. Until I was a belligerent mess. Screeching and screaming her name out to the moon.
The most perfect thing happened. She came inside me. The toy came inside me. I felt the warm sticky messy cum filling me. I squirted one more time before Fate reached inside me and took my heart. I rode out my last orgasm watching it pump before my eyes. I watched in awe as my blood seeped out and ran down her hand.
Her curling forked tongue licked each chamber of my heart before biting into it and letting the meat slide down. She savored each bite. The last name on my lips was hers and then I drifted into a peaceful slumber. I woke up the next morning to a soaked bed. At first, I thought I had peed myself. I quickly found out. No. I had squirted in my sleep.
What the fuck is wrong with me? I was so ashamed I threw the sheets away. Another one? This one was much nicer. Less scary that's for sure. Here? We were just lying with each other. We both were nude and lying in the wildflowers of the meadow.
The same meadow that Edward loves to visit. At first, I was paranoid he would show up and ruin the moment. But he never did. She held me so close to her. I could barely tell where I ended and she began. She was reading to me.
It was something Edward used to frequently do. Especially while there. On sunny days after school, we would spend the rest of the day out there. Just spending time with one another. It was like he no longer existed. Everything he had ever done? It became overwritten with Fate.
As she read to me. Her hand was rubbing on my thighs. My leg was pulled over her body. I couldn't help myself. I was rutting against her. Trying to create friction. She just smiled and giggled at my neediness. That was until those fingers slipped inside me. They twisted and pumped deliciously.
I was told not to cum. I had to wait until Fate read the last word on the page. It was maddening because she was purposely reading each word as slowly as possible.
Her thumb rubbed at my clit in circles. If I got too close she would pull her fingers out and just rub my thigh again. I finally had enough of it and went to work on her.
She went on her hands and knees and bent low. Her ass perched high in the air. I immediately began eating it. She seemed to love this, so much so, that she begged for more. So I of course caved and smacked her ass as hard as I could. I did that until her vividly pink pussy was dripping.
I languidly laid in the flowers with her riding my face until the page was completed. Once the last word was said. We both came. Her orgasm was so intense she didn't even need to touch me. I just felt it and it made me explode.
None of those could have prepared me for the visit I received early this morning. Just as the sun rose. I felt a hand rubbing down my thigh. I sleepily told Edward to get out. But to my surprise, the sultry whispers of Fate's voice drifted in my ears.
"We need to talk little sleepy head."
I took in her state of undress and I immediately thought I was dreaming. It gave me the confidence to be more brazen. I laid my head on those breasts. I snuggled as close as possible and kissed her chest. I was pretty shocked to find out she wasn't some dream but real.
I ended up pinned underneath her. My hands held above my head and her straddling my hips. Those electric blue eyes taunting me to touch again.
"Sorry. I thought this was a dream."
"Do you dream about touching me a lot?"
"All the time... what do you want?"
"I'm here for many reasons. One of them is to put an end to this little crush."
"It's too late for that."
I couldn't help but try and feel more of her. She must have just been fucked. Her hair was all messed up and her clothes all tattered. Those huge bouncing breasts were pushed up against me. I'm sure it was Jasper marking his territory. Unless Edward got to her? I've seen them flirt.
I tried grinding against her. My hips were immediately dug until the bed so I couldn't move. I pouted and moaned. She's like this in my dreams too.
"You've really got a thing for me huh?"
"You're beautiful, sue me, where's Edward?"
"Oh, him? He's lucky to be alive the way Jaspers acting right now. Some interesting things came out today, he believes your crazy boyfriend is just as obsessed as you are. That you're both vying to fuck me.
Why?
I know there's more to it than this curse going on. What are you planning?"
"If you let me touch you, I'll tell you everything. I've read all about your ways with women. I want you to take my virginity. Please fuck me!"
Those cunning calculating eyes glared into my own. She was weighing her options. It didn't take long for Fate to come up with an answer. It was a no, of course, it was too dangerous for her to be here as is. Let alone if Jasper finds out she fucked me? I'd be his breakfast for even daring to look at her and she knew it. But she wanted to. That was enough to make me want to fight. To make me want to steal her away from him. I could treat her so much better. He's weak and spineless. How many times has someone threatened Fate and he's done nothing? I'll show her.
"How are you feeling about Mary?"
"Don't speak of that bitch!"
"Ooo, I see. You're filled with that manic rage Jasper was talking about too. He's right."
"Right about what?"
"Sweet cheeks, you're not in love with me. You're being seduced by a curse. By my magic. You're a damn meal to some goddess. A sacrifice. I suggest you patch things up with the pretty boy."
"Pretty boy? That's what you call him?"
"You really hate Edward, don't you?"
"I'm starting too, yes. Get off me. Has he touched you?!"
She sat up, letting my hands go, but still sat on my hips. I thought about touching her. Rubbing my hands on her body. From the look on her face, it wasn't welcomed. So I just placed them on my own and massaged my nipples as I looked up.
"No. He hasn't. And won't. Neither will you."
"Doesn't Jasper like threesomes? He can watch if you want."
"Focus!"
"Shhh! Charlie."
"Isabella. Stop playing games and tell me now! What are you planning?"
"I have nothing yet. I'm still gathering intel. I'll let you in on what I've got so far. I know you're broke and are hiding from a lot of people that want you dead. But most of all? I know you played Jasper. You meant to steal him back."
A smirk pulled across her face and she leaned in really close. A kiss was placed right on my jugular before she vanished. It was a threat. But it also confirmed something. She certainly meant to ruin their relationship. It wasn't an accident. Which means. Something is going on here and she knows what she's doing.
I was so aroused by the interaction I needed to finish myself off. I had to bite down on the pillow so I didn't scream out. I passed out after. The only thing on my mind? Those succulent titties in my mouth. I want to devour her!