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Jasper

Bella wants us.

She fucking wants us.

I still couldn't believe it even as I carried her up the stairs to her bedroom. After the three of us talked and did...more than talk, Bella stayed on the couch to watch a movie while Edward and I cooked dinner. After the adrenaline of what she and Edward had done wore off, her body started to hurt all over again. Even though we'd been so careful not to touch her neck or back, she'd done more than she should have in her state.

Not that either of us were complaining.

Once dinner was ready I went to call her to join us and found her sound asleep. Curled onto her side with Duke at her feet, keeping her safe while we were busy. He huffed in protest when I went to slide my hands under her legs to pick her up.

I sent him a withering glare to be quiet or he wouldn't be getting any treats before bed. That made the overprotective Saint Bernard back down pretty quickly. He trudged into the kitchen where I was sure Edward would indulge him anyway.

Smart dog, I thought with a grin as I cradled Bella close to my chest.

She made a soft noise of discomfort when I picked her up and I tried my best to walk slowly so as not to wake her. I kissed the top of her head, breathing in her sweet scent. The smile that broke out across my lips was unmistakeable.

Bella was ours and we were hers.

The whole situation with Paul had hurt Bella greatly, but I had no doubt this is where she was meant to be all along. With us.

She would heal in time.

She would be stronger than she already was in my eyes.

I knew it and I believed in my girl wholeheartedly that what happened with Paul wouldn't crush her entirely.

Without turning the lights on, I left the door in the hall open to let in a sliver of light while I laid her down on the bed. I gently pulled the covers over her small body and brushed a strand of her hair away from her forehead.

Just as I started to stand, her soft voice cut through the darkness, "Jazz."

I looked down and found her staring up at me, sleep still written all over her beautiful face. I sat on the edge of the bed and cupped her cheek. A part of me couldn't believe this really happened. It was almost as if my need to touch her was a form of reassuring myself she wasn't going anywhere.

"Did I wake you?"

Bella placed her hand over mine and sighed, "No, you didn't. Where are you going?"

"I'll be downstairs with Edward to finish cleaning up. We'll be up after."

"So..." I can see the hesitation in her eyes. I lean closer until I can press my lips against hers. The kiss wasn't as deep as the first one we'd shared, but it left me feeling charged. As if touching her sent hundreds of tiny sparks of electricity through me. When I pulled back, Bella was slow to open her eyes. A small inkling of male satisfaction filled me to see her so utterly lost in me.

"What is it, darlin'?"

She bit her lip, "Will you guys stay with me tonight again?" I grinned, tilting my head slightly as I watched her blush travel over her cheeks and down her neck before saying nervously, "I mean you don't have to stay with me. You guys have your own room and I don't want to get in your space."

"Bella?" I stopped her before she could ramble on anymore.

"Yes?"

I pressed my thumb on her bottom lip, my cock stirring to life as I imagined the way she'd climaxed with Edward earlier. The breathless sounds she made when I claimed her mouth. I couldn't shove aside the arousal this woman awakened in me, nor stop myself from fantasizing all the ways she would come with me. Soon, if I had a say in it.

"After tonight I don't think being in different rooms is an option anymore. This will always be your room but Edward and I will come and seek you out every time. Unless you say no or you need space, that's how it'll be. Understand?"

Her eyes brightened with excitement despite her exhaustion. If we were going to be intimate soon, I needed her to see a smidgen of the side of me I'd been keeping locked away. The side I only showed to Edward when we had sex. The rough, commanding manner I'd grown accustomed to. By the looks of it, Bella seemed to like the way I spoke to her just now.

Interesting.

She nodded, her chest rising and falling with every shallow breath she took. Looking at her now, I couldn't deny how badly I wanted to touch her.

I bent down and stole one more kiss. Her hands trailed up and down my chest, one of them settling right over my heart. When we finally broke for air, Bella had a small satisfied smile on her swollen lips.

"I love you," I confessed, my voice hoarse and deeper than usual.

Bella's eyes shined and I wondered if she would cry again. I wish she didn't cry ever again after this. I hated seeing her tears, however, this time I knew they were good ones. They were proof of her love for us.

"I love you too, Jazz."

The next morning I woke up to an empty bed and the smell of fresh brewed coffee filling the room.

My hand brushed Bella's side of the bed and I was somewhat disappointed to find that neither her or Edward were there. They must have woken up early.

I took a quick shower and changed into a grey Henley and some sweatpants before heading downstairs. The faintest sound of Jazz music playing on the speaker told me Edward was in a good mood. He always loved to play his music in the mornings when he was off work.

"It's going to be okay, Bella," I heard him say and I stopped in the threshold before I could walk into the kitchen.

Edward was holding Bella close to his chest as they slowly swayed to the music, his large hand holding hers to his chest. The warm glow of sunlight was pooling across the floor and over them.

For a moment I was utterly in awe of them. They fit so well together. Like they were always meant to be. And yet fate has a funny sense of humor doesn't it? Never letting them get too close. Always letting their timidness get the better of them.

Now that they were together, slow dancing along to the melody, it was clear as day how much Edward loved her. How much she loved him. I wondered how their lives had been in high school with all the pining they did. If I knew Edward, it probably meant he'd been silently torturing himself over a girl who was too intimidated by his beauty to approach him.

Probably the complete opposite of how I was when I met Edward. We'd both been with women long before Bella or before we started a relationship, but they never meant anything serious.

When Edward and I became roommates it was impossible to ignore the tension between us building over the weeks that followed. The accidental brushing of our hands when we walked by each other. The lingering glances he'd given me every time when I walked out of the shower with nothing but a towel. The way I imagined him under me whenever I heard him and his date fucking in the next room. How I stroked myself until I came at the same time I heard him climax.

No one had ever made me second guess myself until Edward...and Bella now too it would seem. I was like a roaring flame—determined to speak my mind and always acting first. Edward was as cool as a stream—calm, caring, patient. A little too patient I'd say.

We had been complete opposites in every way. That was probably why we were together.

When I finally confronted Edward, we were both drunk and stupid. We ended up arguing until I told him exactly how I felt before challenging him to tell me he didn't feel the same way. At first he seemed apprehensive and when he realized I was serious about him, Edward pulled me into his arms and kissed me. That...that had been the first night we were together. It was messy and awkward and equally incredible. A connection I never shared with any of my partners before him. There was fire and a playfulness to our relationship, always a challenge being accepted. It was how we were with each other—how we loved one another.

Seeing how different we were with Bella now, it introduced me to a whole new world of possibilities that I longed to explore with them.

With a smile I watched them lose themselves to the music, taking note of the way she held onto him and how he molded himself to encase her in his embrace.

He whispered sweet words into her ear and she shuddered, moving onto her tiptoes to kiss his neck.

When he finally sensed my attention on them, Edward looked over and smiled at me, "Aren't you going to join us, love?"

After sharing an intimate moment with them, I kissed Bella until she was panting. Her hands pressed against my chest—to push me away or pull me closer, I wasn't sure—but I didn't let her go. I threaded my fingers through her hair and plunged my tongue into her mouth. Edward was behind her, his hands on her hips. He caught her when her knees buckled. I grinned devilishly as Edward sent me an amused albeit reprimanding look before he picked her up and placed her on the counter. Then he kissed her until she was pushing him away, trying to catch a break from us to breathe properly.

Bella's cheeks were a beautiful pink color as she swiped her thumb over her bottom lip, "You guys don't play fair do you?"

"Why should I play fair when it's fun?" I winked as I poured myself a cup of coffee.

Edward shook his head with mirth in his eyes.

We had breakfast together at the island, Bella staying on the counter while Edward and I sat on the stools on either side of her. Every now and then his hand would graze her thigh or I leaned forward to kiss him. There wasn't a moment shared between the three of us where we weren't constantly connecting.

Sharing in this new life we started.

Later that night, Edward was called in for an emergency consultation so he had no choice but to leave us.

I reassured him we would be alright when he seemed so reluctant to go even though Paul was behind bars and wouldn't be an issue for our girl again.

As if to reassure himself that she would be okay, he stalked towards her where she was curled up on the couch with a book in her hand. Wuthering Heights always taking up her free time. I rolled my eyes at her terrible taste in literature but if it made her happy, what could I say?

Edward curled his fingers under her chin and kissed her, once and then twice. He smiled at her like she was the sun and he was seeing her for the first time. It was the same way he looked at me in our most intimate moments.

When he was gone, I turned and faced Bella, "Well then, should we watch a movie before going to bed? Or do you feel like taking a walk around the neighborhood?"

"A movie sounds good to me," Bella said and we picked out something to watch together.

I laid on the couch and pulled her to me so that I could spoon her while we settled down, the lights dimmed and the glare of the movie painting the living room in varying colors of blues and grays. I could feel Bella's heart beat against my chest when she fully settled against me. One of our hands were interlocked, my thumb idly drawing circles along her knuckles. When we were halfway through the movie I noticed her eyes fluttering closed and shooting open occasionally, fighting off sleep.

"You want to go to bed?" I murmured before kissing her cheek.

Bella nodded, unable to hide the yawn that escaped her.

After we let Duke out one last time to do his business, she went up to take a shower and get ready for bed while I made sure everything was locked up downstairs before heading to bed. By the time I changed into a pair of flannel pants to sleep in, I heard Bella open the door. She exited the bathroom with a robe wrapped around her tiny body, her skin pink from the hot water. When she saw me walking into the bedroom, she paused momentarily stunned to find me there. I gave her my best grin, knowing she was battling with her need to hide from me.

"Want me to sleep with you tonight?"

She bit her bottom lip, clearly hearing the double meaning in my question that I had no shame asking.

"I just need to change..." She said, motioning to the drawers. I watched her pull out a matching set of pajamas—a tank top and shorts that were the same color. Royal blue and white that I knew would make a stark contrast against her pale skin. When she looked over her shoulder, I knew what she was hesitating to ask. Raising my hands over my head in surrender I turned and faced the windows, preoccupying myself by pulling the curtains together. I could hear her robe slip off her shoulders and flutter to the floor before listening to the rustling of clothes.

I closed my eyes as I took a deep breath to regain my self control, wanting to see her. My stomach clenched as desire swan around, stirring my cock awake.

Great.

I can't let her see see how she's affecting me. She was tired and needed rest, not to be fucked by a man who wanted to absolutely devour her.

"Okay, you can turn around now."

Steeling myself by the time Bella spoke, I managed to turn my emotions off just enough that I didn't have a complete hard-on. When I turned around, I knew I was fucked.

Bella was standing a few feet away from me in her tank top that let me see her perky nipples hardening into points beneath the thin material as my eyes took her in. The shorts she wore looked a little loose on her but hugged her hips, highlighting her curves enough that I didn't need to use my imagination.

I noticed there were still a few droplets of water from her shower on her shoulders as I strode over and ran my hands over her arms. Bella's flesh filled with goosebumps under my touch.

"Maybe sleeping together isn't such a good idea," I whispered as I leaned down and sucked on a droplet that slowly ran down her neck towards her collarbone.

"W-why not?" Bella released a shallow breath as she arched into me, giving me more access to her skin warmed by her shiver by tilting her head back. I lapped and sucked a spot above the valley of her breasts and pulled away to see a small mark I left behind.

My eyes found hers as I said huskily, "Because I'm not sure I can sleep through the night knowing you're beside me and I can't touch you the way I want to."

Bella stepped up and gazed up at me beneath hooded lashes. Her fingers played with the strands at the nape of my neck as she admitted timidly, "Who said you can't touch me?"

"Bella," I growled. My hands gripped her hips to keep her from getting too close and feeling my erection. This definitely isn't how I imagined the night to go.

"Jasper," Bella whispered my name, coaxing me to open my eyes and look down. Her eyes were unwavering, her skin flushed but this time I didn't think it was because she was embarrassed.

Her hands reach for my shoulders to support herself so that she could go on her tip toes and gently nip my bottom lip. I hissed while my hands squeezed her a little tighter. She kissed my jaw and then my neck next, barely running her tongue along my skin. My chest was rising and falling a lot faster as she continued teasing me. Taunting me to do what she wanted.

When she whispered into my ear the words I'd been waiting months to hear, I lost all sense of control, "I want you to touch me."

My hands gently grabbed her wrists and she shot her eyes up at me, curious and somewhat wary. To see how I'll react?

As if expecting me to reject her.

As if I'd fucking do that.

My eyes were solely focused on hers as I slowly walked her back towards the bed. The way she was looking at me now, it made me feel like I was cornering a fawn and I was the lion, ready to feast on her.

And I would—every inch she let me have all to myself.

I eased her onto the bed, the soft covers encasing her body. Bella bit her lip in anticipation, watching me—waiting. Kneeling on the edge of the bed, I ran my hands over her legs, slowly kissing her calves and knees. Crawling on top of her, I kissed a new spot every time. She shuddered when I kissed her inner thighs, her hands sliding across the covers until they clutched the material. The closer I got to her pussy, the more she grew restless. The anticipation was killing both of us.

"Jasper..." She gasped as I sucked on her inner thigh, taking long draws of her lavender scented skin. Her legs parted even wider, letting me have full view of her.

"Where do you want me to touch you, babe? Hmm?" I stole her breath away again when I slowly slid my hands beneath the hem of her shorts, my fingers trailing up until—

"Fuck," I growled, "where are your panties, Bella?"

Bella moaned as my middle and index fingers brushed her slit. She's so fucking wet for me already.

"Please, Jazz," She said softly. Hearing the way she pleaded did something to me. How many times did she beg to be touched? To be given pleasure and love? A possessive need to prove to her that I don't need her to beg surged inside me.

I was moving over her in an instant, curling my fingers under her chin so she would look at me when I said, "You don't have to say that to me. I'll give you what you want, Bella. Always." Hearing my reassurance she nodded and I smiled down at her, kissing her slowly until she parted her lips for me. I slid my tongue inside her mouth and tasted her without shame. Bella's legs parted further so I could settle my hips against hers. When she felt my cock brush against her core, she moaned, breaking the kiss.

The pinch between her brows however told me she wasn't super comfortable despite the little sounds she made.

"Is your back hurting?" I asked, suddenly remembering she was probably still sore. Her neck barely looked any better compared to yesterday and was probably still tender.

Bella hesitated before shaking her head, but I saw right through her.

"Turn on your side, darlin'," I told her as I sat back on my heels, pulling my shirt off over my head. Bella reluctantly did as I requested so I could spoon her from behind, kissing a spot behind her ear. I immediately took note of the way she arched against me. Her backside brushed against me and I bit my lip to hold back a groan. I needed to take control of the situation—control myself—before I ended up fucking her. That wasn't what Bella needed now. She needed gentle, she needed love and to be loved.

And I was going to show her how much I loved her.

"Do you like it when I kiss you here?" I whispered against her ear.

"Y-yes," she breathed. My hand travelled along her waist and fingered the hem of her tank top.

Her hand clutched my forearm as I slid my hand beneath her tank top, slowly trailing over her smooth stomach, trailing my fingers over the dip of her waist. When my knuckles grazed the underside of her breasts, Bella's breathing picked up.

"You feel amazing," I whispered as I teased her, not quite touching her breasts yet. I kissed her cheek as she inched closer against me, seeking my touch. "Soft. Warm. All mine."

"Jasper..."

I could feel her getting frustrated by my teasing. I only added to it when in nipped her earlobe before grinding my erection against her.

"You see what you do to me? You make me crazy, and I'm going to do the same to you."

She gasped when my hand finally cupped her breast, massaging it before pinching her nipple until it was hard. I kissed the column of her neck, sucking her skin as I played with her breasts.

Bella moaned, pressing her head further into the pillow to give me more access.

"Your breasts, I can't wait to taste them next. They're perfect in my hands, Bella. You're perfect."

"God," she breathes a moan. I can tell she loves it when we talk to her this way. It turned me on more than I could say. My right hand finally runs down her stomach before reaching the waistband of her shorts. Bella's body goes taut as she feels my fingers slide beneath the band but never going further, just lightly teasing. Searching her out. The seductive way she says my name is a secret between us. A treasure I wasn't willing to give to anyone other than Edward. "Jasper, I-I need..."

"You need what?" I asked biting her shoulder.

"I need you...to touch me, Jasper."

Time slowed as I slid my hand beneath her shorts and finally cupped her. Bella turned her head to one side to look at me, gasping as I moved my fingers up and down her slit excruciatingly slow. Her hips moved to chase my fingers, so that I could touch the spot she needed touched most, "Fuck, Bella you're so wet. You're aching for me, aren't you?" Bella's lips parted when my fingers finally found her swollen clit, drawing circles around the nub. I captured her lips as I moved them over her, over and over again.

"Feel good?"

"Y-yeah...oh god, yeah."

"Are you going to cum for me, babe?"

Her answer was a sharp intake of breath when I slid two fingers in her. My thumb pressing against her clit at the same time.

"You're so tight," my lips found that spot behind her ear that was so sensitive and sucked as I felt her clench around me. I could feel her tensing though, as if unsure of herself. I said roughly, "Let go, Bella. I have you."

Her hand reached up and threaded through my hair, holding me close as she arched and finally came with a gasp. She trembled beneath me while I gently worked her down from her orgasm, her legs trembling every time I circled her clit.

Bella rolled to face me, her cheeks still flushed as she smiled at me.

"I don't think I've ever come this quickly before, until you two."

I run my thumb over her cheek, grinning at her honesty, "Something to look forward to from now on then."

We laid there for a long time, kissing and whispering sweet words until we fell asleep in each others arms. When Edward finally made it home, he joined us by crawling onto the bed beside Bella.

And the next morning, our perfect little world came to a crashing halt the moment Bella's cellphone rang.

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