Warnings; This fic is set in an AU and does not have any canon couples or situations. This whole story is simply a work of my imagination, using our favourite characters! This will be a dark fic. It will feature a poly relationship and it will have threesome action. It is rated M for a reason and is for ADULT (Over eighteen) entertainment ONLY. There will be descriptive violence, gore and disturbing behaviour. DO NOT SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU!
Disclaimer; All things recognizably Twilight orientated belongs to Stephanie Meyer. The only thing I own is this story line. I have not made any profit from the Twilight storyline or Stephanie Meyer's characters. Don't sue me, please!
A/N; Just for the record, Charlotte isn't supposed to be particularly likeable! She is the 'dark' side of Bella and survives on pure instinct. I actually quite like both sides of my Bella. But that's me and I have a definite leaning towards all things dark and unexplained. Jasper and Edward are like Edward said; "Vampires and psychos." They are not tame vampires or 'vegetarians' they thrive on what they are, making no apologies. Just thought I would explain all that because some of you seem to be 'grossed' out by my story – I did warm you all – read above warnings again! This is a dark and violent fic, but saying all that, it does have a HEA! I'm still a sucker for the…and they lived happily ever after….lol.
Chapter warnings; Language/sex/slash/blood play NU18.
Chapter ten – Bella.
As soon as she got into the shower with her vampires small memories returned to haunt her, even while her body concentrated on the very pleasurable sensations of being with the two amazingly beautifully men who surprisingly belonged to her.
Edward's hands seemed to be everywhere at once. His ice-cold elegant, but large hands slid with slick wetness against her skin, up her flat stomach and rib cage towards her tender, super sensitive breasts. Jasper stood behind her, his huge hands holding her arms above her head, carefully avoiding the still raw wounds on her wrists, while Edward ravaged her plaint body. The startling proof of Jasper's arousal was pressed into the small of her back, just above her buttocks, reminding her once again just how much bigger than her he really was. His muscular torso was pressed into every inch of her back. Bella moaned and threw her head backwards onto his chest.
Jasper chuckled in her ear and whispered; "Naughty Bella." His cold breath tickling her ear and sending shivers of delight through her body. His hands releasing her wrists and sliding downward to join Edwards's hands teasing her nipples. Having two sets of hands on her breasts drove Bella to distraction. There was no respite on the sensational assault on her body, just constant stimulation.
"Oh god." Bella cried, her voice breathy and whimpering as Edward sunk to his knees and spread her legs wide across his shoulders, his wickedly talented mouth going to work on her slick pussy.
She was held in the air between them easily; literally manipulated into any position they desired.
Shudders shook her slender frame as Edward's stuck out his tongue and licked her from back to front along her soaking wet slit, before sucking her clitoris into his mouth. His razor sharp teeth grazed her sensitive flesh repeatedly but Bella couldn't summon up the necessary fear, only a languid desire spread through her. The inner muscles of her body clenched and then she came hard on Edward's face while he lapped up every drop she had to give eagerly, his mischievously wicked red eyes staring up into hers, holding her eyes captive. All thoughts of embarrassment fled when she was with them. Everything was easy and natural. Beautiful. Right.
A possessive emotion filled her as Jasper lifted her and placed her against his chest, facing him. She was held spellbound by his beauty. He was stunningly masculine, a square jaw and chiselled features, sensuous almost feminine mouth complete with pouting lower lip. His golden shoulder length hair now wet from the shower hung in dripping tendrils around his handsome face. His red eyes were as always intense and oh so sexy. Bella cried out in relief as his lips touched hers, his rough tongue sliding into her mouth, filling her completely. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pressing herself ever closer to him. The strength of his arms was phenomenal, scary even. He could crush her but she didn't care. She wanted him, this, them – all of it. Everything they had to give her. Thoughts of answers and numerous questions that had filled her mind before fled now before the onslaught of desperate mindless passion. She knew that Jasper was manipulating her emotions but she didn't care enough to ask him to stop. This was her hiding place, her dark corner of safety, where she could hide from all the harsh realities of her life.
Where she could hide from Charlotte.
For now it was only her, here with Jasper and Edward.
Bella rubbed herself against Jasper's hardness unashamedly. He pulled back to watch her face as he lifted her easily and slid her tight wetness down onto his cock. Her eyes clouded over with passion but she forced her eyes to stay open so that she could keep contact with his mesmerising eyes. The connection between them intensified until she felt as if he was stealing her soul. Sensation exploded through her being at his rough thrust of possession. She cried out again, her voice echoing strangely in the small confined space of the shower. She held onto his wide shoulders and tightened her thighs around his slim hips as she began to meet his thrusts.
She felt Edward's hands sweep her hair to the side as his mouth kissed a blazing path across her throat, his hands caressed her skin until they rested on her hips, aiding her thrusts against Jasper. He nibbled on her neck teasingly and then laved her ear sensuously. She broke eye contact with Jasper as she turned her head sideways and met Edwards mouth. Their tongues tangled and Bella felt her tongue catch on his sharp fangs, the metallic taste of her blood flooding her mouth. Normally she would have gagged, now it only excited her. A deep growl vibrated from Edward's chest as his fingers reached for her mouth, his thumbs holding her mouth open while her lapped at the blood hungrily. It should have disgusted her, frightened her maybe, it did neither of those things. It excited her almost unbearably. Jasper also growled as he watched his mates' kiss and share blood; his thrusts became harder, driving himself into her desperately excited body as roughly as he could without breaking her.
Bella felt Edward's hard cock against her ass and she reached with one had behind her to pull him closer against her, not really sure what she was asking for. She just wanted them both close. A moaning snarl was torn from Edward's chest at the contact but he pulled away.
"Bella, we cannot both take you at once until you are a vampire. We would break you." Jasper said against her lips. At the shocked look on her face, they realized that she hadn't been thinking of the mechanics. A chuckle escaped Edward as he pressed his lips to her neck again and Jasper smirked as he stared into the fathomless depths of her chocolate eyes, now widened in shock.
"How? What do you mean/" She asked feeling very stupid and naïve.
"Once you are a vampire, dear girl, we can both fuck you, at the same time and not worry about breaking you in half." His fingers slid downwards until they pressed against her ass suggestively. Using the juices from her and Jasper's union, he spread it backwards over her other opening causing her to blush scarlet as well as moan, as a new sensation trembled through her already aroused body.
"Oh." She said trying to avoid Jasper's amused eyes.
Edward removed his hand and grabbed her hips pushing her onto Jasper's cock – hard.
Bella groaned and forgot to be embarrassed as she started to ride Jasper's hard muscled body again. Her muscles fluttered and then tightened almost unbearably, her body rushing towards a precipice. As she toppled over the edge, Edward bit her neck, this time deliberately. Bella tensed and then whimpered, coming so hard her body went ridged and bent backwards of its own violation, her eyes shut tightly, as he drank her blood, a few gulps before sealing the puncture wounds with his tongue. A slow burn flitted under her skin before the euphoria washed it away. Jasper continued to plunge into her fluttering depths until he came too, a muffled shout leaving his mouth where they rested against Bella's lips.
Bella fell limply against Jaspers chest, her eyes still closed, her face slack and relaxed.
Edward lifted her off his mate's body and carried her to her bed. They were dripping wet, making the sheets damp in a second.
He pulled her over his body until she was sitting upright on his stomach above his still throbbing erection.
Bella leaned down and kissed his lips lovingly. She loved the differences between her mates. Each one was so different from the other. Jasper was as powerful as Edward was slender and, although well muscled, Edward was slender compared with his lover. Their taste was sublimely similar though, and she loved it, wanting to lap it up constantly. It made her feel bonded to them, deliciously so.
Edward threaded his long fingers through the wild tangle of her wet hair and devoured her mouth eagerly. Bella began to move against him, rubbing her pussy against his muscled stomach. With a chuckle Edward lifted her and impaled her on his ridged cock. Bella's eyes flew wide as she cried out in surprise.
"My turn, Bella. Fuck me." He demanded passionately. His voice rough as crushed velvet and just as decadent.
With another moan of surrender she did just that. She rode him, her small breast bouncing and her tangled hair a dark cloud around her shoulders. Edward watched her lovely face, each expression fascinating him more than the one before. Soon they both reached their peak's, simultaneously coming, eyes locked. Jasper sat watching them, his eyes studying them minutely, his hands occasionally touching them both possessively.
They pulled her into their arms for a while, both stroking her with tenderness. Bella started shivering after a few minutes; they both kissed her and moved slightly away, each lying on either side of her. Bella's eyelids grew heavy and then slid shut, tiredness overwhelming her.
…
Her vampires watched her all night and as the first fingers of dawn crept across the windowsill, she stirred. Her eyes flickers open and a smile stretched her face at the sight of Jasper's broad chest.
"I really don't mind waking to this sight for the rest of eternity." She joked. As she pressed a kiss onto his cold skin before turning to Edward's laughing eyes. She pressed another kiss onto his lips.
'Good morning, beautiful." Jasper whispered against her forehead.
A small blush stained her cheeks at his casual endearment. She lay still thinking, a cold sense of dread spreading from her spine to her stomach as she remembered it all.
Charlotte. Oh fuck.
Frank…where was Frank? Her eyes settled on the gashes in her wrists and she groaned in disgust as she rolled off the bed. Reality was a nasty bitch, she decided.
"I have to go to work." She said as she padded naked towards the bathroom.
Edward and Jasper exchanged loaded glances. Bella was giving off some serious emotions and some telling thoughts.
They dressed in a flash, leaning against the wall and windowsill respectively, waiting for her.
Bella dressed and did her hair in the same familiar bun, her face clear from makeup, except for a small amount of eyeliner, carefully applied so as to not be too obvious. A clear lip-gloss on her lips. As Bella strapped on her gun belt she sensed they were watching her, she glanced up to find their eyes fixed on her, their expressions eager.
"What?" she asked even though she knew what they were going to say.
"Bella, you do remember that I can read your mind, right?" Edward asked playfully, his trademark smirk firmly in place.
She nodded and shrugged, ignoring the question.
Turning her back on them she went towards her dresser and opened a small undecorated jewellery box, flipping the lid she picked up a set of silver cuff bracelet's, a matching pair, the twirling intricate design was ornate and beautiful, in the centre of each was an opal, filled with flecks of a deep sea green.
Without hesitation she fitted them onto her wrists, over the wounds, hiding them completely.
The cuff's barely showed from beneath the long sleeve white dress shirt she wore. It was conservative, completely in sync with what Bella liked, while the jewellery and makeup was all Charlotte.
"Its to hide the scars." She said by way of explanation, gesturing to the cuffs.
Jasper smirked. "Of course." He said his deep voice amused.
Bella chose to ignore the looks they were giving her and each other. It was as though they were having a private conversation about her and it was irritating in the extreme.
"Do you know where Frank is?" Bella asked, looking at herself in the small mirror above her dressing table.
She asked the question casually although her emotions were in turmoil. Edward flitted to her side and breathed her scent in deeply as he kissed the side of her neck in farewell.
"I must leave now, dear Bella. The need to hunt is becoming overwhelming." He said as he caught her wide brown eyes in the looking glass and then with a wink he was gone.
Jasper came towards he slowly his steps and his stance cautious.
"Bella, don't you remember?" He asked softly.
The way he said you, filled her with fear. "Charlotte?" Bella asked just as softly.
"Maybe." Jasper said.
"Maybe? Don't you know? You, who follow my every foot step?" Bella spat suddenly angry.
"I am trying to help you to remember it yourself." Jasper said calmly as he reached her trembling form.
He slid comforting arms around her. She pushed ineffectually against his strength, not wanting comfort right now. Was she responsible for Frank's sudden disappearance?
"Please let me go." Bella asked, her voice cold for once when addressing her mate.
Jasper released her at once and stepped backwards, lifting his hands in a gesture of surrender.
"You wont tell me?" She asked again.
A quiet shake of his head was her answer.
Angrily she whirled around and stalked towards the door, anger vibrating from her body. Jasper didn't have to be an empath to know she was livid. His face was filled with regret and determination as he watched her leave. This was necessary to her progress and as much as it might hurt her now, one day she would thank him.
…..
As soon as she entered the precinct she could detect the difference, stares were levelled at her, some pitying, some curious. Normally she was all but invisible. She hated being the centre of attention. Cringing internally she hurried to her desk where a small pile of files was waiting for her. She scanned through them and then froze on file number four.
A case file for a John Doe aged approximately fifty-seven years. Body mangled and severely disfigured but multiple knife wounds to the face and torso. Missing limbs. No I.D at all. Found in an abandoned parking lot early last week.
Why hadn't she been given this file sooner?
Oh my god. It sounded like her mothers case. Was it finally her mother's killer coming to light? Bella felt an unfamiliar sense of dread settle into her stomach.
She grabbed her keys and made way to the coroner's office. Why did her mind keep returning to the date on the file?
As she opened the office door she remembered and she simply stopped walking in shock, frozen. People walked past her but she didn't see them.
It was the same day she had awoken after being led by a killer to the abandoned tenement, the day she had accepted the vampires' offer. They had returned her to her apartment and she had awoken covered in blood with no memory of how she had become like that.
Oh my god, no!
Her mind was a blank as she fought to remember. Sights and sounds flitted through her consciousness, irritatingly elusive. Screams, a voice pleading to stop.
Stop Bella, Please!
Bella moaned and squeezed her eyes shut, horrified beyond belief as he memories began to return. A voice frighteningly familiar, begging her to stop.
And then it vanished.
Bella's legs gave out and she slumped to the floor in a faint. An unknown man lifted her and carried her into the office, concerned at this strange young woman's collapse.
She came to moments later, gazing up at the stranger in a befuddled state.
"Are you okay?" The man asked.
Bella shook her head and gazed up at him in confusion.
Her hands began to tremble as her thoughts returned to her. She pushed the helping hands away and stood, walking away after a mumbled apology and thanks.
Was she the killer? Was this John Doe Frank? Dear Frank whom she loved so much. Had she killed him? Or rather, had Charlotte? Another shudder of disgust and self-loathing shook her body as she tried to deny the logic of her conclusion.
An unknown young woman approached her, where she stood staring into space unblinkingly.
"I'm sorry, can I help you?" She asked, a fake professional smile spread across her pretty face.
"I'm Bella Swan." She answered automatically. "I'm here to view case number 1175."
"Sure! I have heard of you. I mean who hasn't, right?" the woman beamed with now genuine warmth.
Bella forced a smile to her lips and followed the other woman into the room where all the corpses were kept. Never had she been so nervous before. Sure, it was gross viewing dead bodies, but it was her job and it had never really freaked her out until now, no matter how broken the bodies sometimes were. But this might be Frank. He was her friend and mentor, her father in so many real ways.
And she might have killed him.
Oh fuck.
Who was she kidding? Bella was fucking terrified at what she was about to see and her vampires were nowhere near. It didn't matter though, because even if Jasper was in the same room she was still going to be terrifyingly alone in this moment. Even he in all his power couldn't save her now.
The other woman checked the case number and then business like pulled a drawer out containing a body bag.
Sweat broke out on Bella's forehead and she almost screamed as the other woman pulled back the zipper.
"Brace yourself hon, this one isn't pretty." The woman said cheerfully.
Bella swallowed and almost threw up as she saw the mutilated body of the barely recognisable man on the drawer.
Bella knew. She didn't need to look further. She glanced at the one remaining hand for confirmation, even though she didn't need it. On the index finger was a signet ring. She knew it, had kissed it many times in playfulness. She had seen it wrapped around her own fingers, while he held her hand in comfort a million times.
A sob escaped her and she felt tears fall down her face, she doubled over and retched violently onto the floor. The young woman beside her screamed for help, running from the room trying to find someone to help her, as Bella fell to the floor and curled up in a ball of misery sobs still wracking her slender body.
A cold wind brushed her face and she didn't respond at all. Ice cold and strong arms lifted her easily and then they were flying at tremendous speed.
"I killed him. I killed him. Oh my god I killed him." Bella sobbed into Jasper's stone chest.
Jasper pressed her closer and just ran with her. Nothing could kill the pain completely but he could lessen it slightly.
Bella must deal with Charlotte; after all she was a piece of herself.
It was the only way she could become what she was meant to be. She must face her demon.
A/N; Yes, very sad. Please review and let me know what you think. The next chapter very important to the story line. Cheers!
