Authors Note, this is again unbeta'd and rough. If that bothers you, don't read this.
Chapter Two.
It was exactly three days later that I was alone with Bella again.
I had done little else but think about that miniscule moment which had passed between us in that dingy hotel room.
Alice was none the wiser simply because I constantly projected my angst about Bella towards her, highlighting how much she angered me and how much I disliked the situation - which I knew Alice would misread into me hating Bella, when nothing could be farther from the truth.
Edward and Bella were drifting further apart and I wasn't sure why exactly. Since we had killed James and saved Bella his protective streak towards her seemed to have abated somehow. It puzzled me greatly because I couldn't fathom someone not being interested in the sultry brunette we all loved in our own ways.
Alice couldn't read Bella's future.
Bella was immune to Alice's gift, just as she was immune to Edward's.
It was only mine, curiously, which could effect her at all.
I was alone in my study, when Bella's sweet scent alerted me to her approach. I stopped reading and placed the heavy tome I'd held onto the hardwood desk before me.
Every inch of me was hyper aware that Bella was on the other side of the thick door which led to my private sanctuary.
She paused for a moment, inhaled deeply, probably for fortitude, and opened the door.
Her face was nervous but there was a determined slant to her chin.
"Hi darlin'." I said, despite centuries of practice, my Texan accent appeared throughout my speech when I was relaxed and I was amused to find that Bella seemed to like it as much as it annoyed Alice. "How can I help you on this fine day."
A delicious and quite frankly delightful pink flooded her cheeks as her eyes flitted between the desk and my face, clearly she was having a hard time looking at me for long.
Shy?
Perhaps.
I focused on her heartbeat and grinned.
Most definitely shy.
Bella wet her lips suddenly, and my hungry eyes followed the movement. "I...I wanted to talk to you." She said breathlessly.
"About what?" I asked, my senses going wild along with her heartbeat.
Confusion, fear and a large amount of guilt flew from her and I felt each emotion keenly, as if it were my own.
"We...we touched and I...felt...so much. What was it?" Bella paused and drew in a deep, somewhat fitful breath. "Did you influence how I felt?"
I studied her in minute detail, each shining strand of hair, those bee stung lips and the wide warmth of her eyes, so shy and hesitant. I felt my body react to her perfection and I savoured each sensation with a slight smirk on my lips.
I hadn't felt emotions this pure in so long, it felt like the sweetest ambrosia.
Slowly, I raked my hair out of my eyes with my hand and watched as Bella's eyes followed the movement.
Her pupils dilated as my fangs began to grow along with my cock.
I savoured the sweet rush of lust as it wove it's spell around us.
"I didn't influence a thing. All that you felt - and all that I felt - was our honest to God reactions, Miss Bella."
I smiled at her, slowly revealing my elongated canines to her startled gaze with deliberate intent.
Bella knew enough about our kind to know that our emotions were tied in with the growth of our teeth. Either we were hungry or aroused when this happened and I knew she wasn't entirely sure which affected me now.
I found that I liked her uncertainty far more than I should.
"Jasper..." my name slipped passed her full lips, almost a whimper, a sweet call of longing.
I knew that the rest of the family was out hunting, but Edwards scent was strong on Bella and it was naturally off putting to me.
Normally I would heed it's warning and respect what was his, but the pull I felt towards Bella was stronger than territories or possession.
It was primal and it went bone deep and as irrational as it was it made perfect sense.
This was so much more than anything I'd ever experienced in my very long existence.
It was everything.
I rose slowly, so as not to startle her and went around the desk to stand in front of her tiny figure.
Her nerves betrayed her visually as her hands fluttered in the air helplessly while her body reacted to my closeness.
The sweet scent of arousal drifted to me and I felt a deep growl resonate in my chest.
Fuck, I wanted this human so much.
Nothing could compare to this clawing need, this burning desire.
Only Bella made me feel this way.
The feelings were startling in their very clarity.
An inch separated us as I moved closer still.
"Shhhh...don't speak. Just feel." I told her as I captured her small hand and lifted it in mine and brought it to my face.
Tingles raced across my stone flesh as her tiny hand came to rest upon my jaw, fingers entangled with mine.
I inhaled deliberately swallowing every hint of her essence.
I studied her rapt expression closely savouring everything about her.
I noticed every detail as if etching each detail of Bella upon my brain.
Her skin was thin and petal soft beneath my fingers. Breakable, fragile and oh so delicious.
I waited a brief moment before opening a channel between us, a bond, to share with her the enormity of what I felt. I had never tried to forge a empathic bond with anyone before.
Her sweet, bright light, a presence inside me was instant and humbling.
A soft gasp fled from her lips as our eyes met and held.
Time and space ceased to be.
Suddenly, a blockage was lifted and I felt Bella inside me in a way I'd never experienced before.
Her emotions were amplified and I couldn't have hid mine if I'd tried.
In an instant I shared with her everything I was and had been and every hope and dream I'd ever had along with every forbidden emotion I'd ever had concerning her, every wayward lustful thought and longing.
Even the scary, not so noble thoughts and emotions which I denied even to myself were laid bare for her to explore.
Bella.
Her tiny fingers jerked against my face as she was hit by all my emotions.
Her pupils dilated until her eyes were dark, dark and deadly beautiful.
I was drowning in Bella and I didn't care.
My fangs pricked my lip and venomous saliva flooded my mouth, I so badly wished to taste her.
"Oh God, Jasper, so much." She whispered her lips barely moving.
Without speaking I lifted my free hand and finally touched her. I gripped her throat, my palm cupping her cheek, my thumb stroking her lower lip. Her head was thrown backwards and I was hit by a dizzying blend of desire and pleasure, I felt all the need my touch inspired and I was swept away by a tidal force of lust.
I found myself moving in closer until our mouths were barely an inch apart, Bella's sweet, warm breath washed over my face again and again as she panted, her whole body trembling with sensation.
With regret I sensed the familiar emotional signatures of my family nearing and I severed the bond between us immediately and with a piercing regret which almost brought me to my knees.
"No...please...don't leave me."
Bella's broken plea made me freeze as an unfamiliar pain throbbed in my chest and twisted my gut.
Her fingers clung to mine as I slowly released her.
It took every once of my self control to let her go.
"They're almost home, Miss Bella." I said regretfully. "We will never get enough time alone..."
"Meet me somewhere...somewhere away from them." Bella said suddenly, her tone desperate, unexpectedly needy.
I studied her lovely face, filled with earnest appeal and I smiled at her. "I will let you know when the time is right. Now go, before they get too close."
Bella stepped away from me quickly.
I lifted a book from the shelf beside me, immortal memory giving me total recall about the title and content. I held it out to her.
"What is this?" She asked, puzzled.
"An excuse. You're covered with my scent." I explained, amused as her cheeks flushed a becoming pink.
Without another word, Bella left me and the door shut with a click.
I knew that it wouldn't be much longer before I gave into my need of Bella.
Authors Note; This story will be continued shortly, editing in progress as of 17/12/19.