Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight.

A/N: It is time once again to hit that warning button and let you know, Dear Reader, that this chapter is of the sex-fueled, illicit material and violent behavior variety. It took more than a few rounds of listening to NIN's "Closer" to get me through some of the good stuff, but that is such a fan-fucking-tastic sex song if there ever was one. So, if this isn't your thing, you know what to do. Turn yourself around and head back to the lobby and find a story with fluffy bunnies and rainbows.

The chapter is short, but hey, I had to stop at some point, and to push further would have meant stepping to a point where it would have become the 4000+ chapter. So till tomorrow… xoxo- Ginja

*** Chapter 11 – Torn Apart ***

For the next few days, the wolves would exit the reservation to a field that became neutral territory to both sides. Jasper was a demanding trainer to both vampire and wolf. Since Bella's presence neutralized the gifts that had once given Alice and Edward and advantage, they had to sharpen their combat skills. Alice was quick to utilize her small size and speed to an advantage, weaving through attack maneuvers like a quick fox. Edward, ever stubborn, wouldn't let go of his aggravation over being handicapped by his ex's shield. She did not always protect her boys in a match with one of the gifted Cullen clan, feeling as though she would handicap them if they started to rely too heavily on her protection and she were to be absent from a fight, but when it came to Edward, she cloaked whoever he was up against.

His demeanor had changed with each day, sinking into anger when Bella refused to acknowledge his presence. So, when it was his chance to spar, he came out with claws and fangs bared. Both sides always stopped short when it came to inflicting actual damage, but Edward had his "slips" that resulted in mending bones and tension between the sides. Jasper had been forced to exile him from the rest of the group on more than one occasion.

When it came to Mat versus Edward in a match?

It hadn't taken long for the vampires to catch on to the bond between Bella and the man, and the majority of the group had chosen to follow the wolves' lead and leave the couple alone. But Edward was disgusted that he had been replaced with a "dog." Mat had a personal vendetta against the male vampire for the pain he inflicted on Bella, and sought retribution of his own. When the two met head on, which Jasper learned early on to keep to a minimum, they tore into each other. Edward had lost a limb more than once, and while biting was off limits, Edward's strength could still twist an arm out of socket or gauge fingers into flesh.

Fortunately for Mat, Edward was so focused on his rage, he didn't bother to pay much attention to Jasper's instruction and so his fighting style didn't vary much. With Bella blocking his mind from the other's intrusion, Mat took advantage of the learned blind spots in Edward's defense and had his jaws open and waiting at the vampire's neck before he had time to register what had happened.

The rest of the Cullens had quickly grown tired of Edward's behavior and refused to offer solace if the male called foul.

Having completed another round of training, everyone made their separate ways from the field, dirty and worn down.

They had worked in groups that day and Edward had tried to take another crack at Mat, resulting in a chunk of his shoulder being torn away, but not before he had cracked a few of the wolf's ribs. Mat's annoyance level had reached a peak and he was mentally strung taught as he followed Bella towards the trees. She could sense his aggravation, as it electrified the air around him, crackling and popping and causing his fur to stand on end.

"How about we take the night off and go to the cabin till tomorrow?" she suggested hopefully.

Angry eyes barely glanced her way with an almost imperceptible nod. She ignored his mood and took off in the right direction, trusting Mat to convey to his brothers where they were disappearing to. They had run far and his pulse was still pounding in her ears, but she could hear the way claws on his paws dug deep and tore gauges into the ground. The man inside the beast was ready to snap. She skidded to a halt and turned to face him.

When he broke through the clearing he stopped short of her and stood, shoulders raised, nostrils flared.

"What's the problem?"

Growling, he made to shove past her, but she shoved two hands into his side, pushing with all the force she had. Snarling, he stalked around her in a circle.

Bella challenged, "What the fuck did I do? You think I like that asshole any more than you do? That I want to spend any more time around him than is necessary?"

Mat closed his eyes, pulling himself together, slowing down his breathing until he could stand before the woman upright.

"I'm so fucking tired of that idiot! I don't even know why he keeps showing up at all, or why anyone would allow him near any of the pack!" Mat approached Bella, his voice carrying through the trees as he yelled, "And I am so fucking tired of smelling all those blood suckers all over your clothes and skin after you come back from hunting with them, especially his scent. Every day, they invade the world we had. Even when they leave, I can still feel them, and I know I'll have to see them the next day."

"What do you want me to do Mat? Go back to wandering through the reservation on my own, or having you play spectator while I catch my dinner? For once, I've actually been a part of a group where I feel like I belong, like I'm not some freaky alien species!"

"Then just fucking go! Follow them home next time!"

"You don't mean that…" she countered.

Hands fisted at his side, Mat felt his pulse continue to race, adrenaline coursing, "I. Just. Want. You."

Bella felt her body respond to his declaration, an ache growing between her legs and she watched him breathe in the scent of her excitement, "Then take me."

He moved faster than she though possible and had the front of her shirt ripped open, head pushed back and lips on her neck while he shoved the material away from her body. She grabbed handfuls of his hair and tugged, causing his teeth to scrape down the side as hot breath scorched her skin and his fingers had taken to pinching down on both her nipples causing her to whimper in response.

Picking Bella up so she could wrap her legs around his waist, Mat backed her up against the nearest tree before hitting his knees so he could tear away the pants she had been wearing. Lifting one leg so he could continue the assault of his mouth down the inside of her thigh, his left hand plunged two fingers into her wet pussy, letting his thumb grind circles into her clit. Bella arched away from the wood, teeth biting into her lower lip as she let her hips grind and work with his hand. Once he had reached the apex of her thighs, he slid a third finger in and let his tongue replace the work of teasing her swollen flesh until Bella could hear the wet sounds of his fingers working inside her until her orgasm had uncurled from inside her in a wave of pleasure.

Not giving her a chance to recover, Mat lifted her enough to slam her back down onto his waiting cock, thick and hard with every bit of tension he had been feeling. He slammed into her body with force and Bella felt her eyes roll back, his heat swallowing her whole.

"Oh my…fuck Mat…don't stop," she begged and keened, searching for something to hold onto and letting her fingers dig into his biceps.

He felt a slight burn from her actions and in response pulled her legs further apart, trying to gain one more inch of being buried deeper inside her with his next thrust. Bella's deep moan was low and breathy, feeling every ridge of his dick scrape along the inside of her walls.

This was ecstasy in its finest form, senses overwhelmed, mind unable to focus, just nerve endings firing at will.

In his sex-infused fury, Mat felt his body start to shift, that familiar vibration in his skin signaling that he was about to phase. The beast within wanted to cover and possess, to mark and claim. Teeth elongated in response and with a roar that could be heard for several miles, Mat had clamped his teeth down into Bella's shoulder, wolf fangs piercing vampiric flesh. Stuck in a place of being neither fully human or fully wolf, he deepened his hold as Bella fell apart around him, her body milking him in response to the bite.

Shattered into a million pieces, Bella screamed as she clung to the peak of her orgasm, as it continued to pound through her body, pleasure almost painful as Mat spilled into her. Letting go, she slumped against him as his muscles stilled, his jaw unclenched and his arms fought to hold onto the female clinging to him while his breathe continued to come in heavy pants.

Sliding to the ground, with Bella settling in his lap, Mat brushed her hair away from her neck so he could inspect the damage. The movement seemed to pull the woman in his arms from her unaware state of mind and she snapped to attention, looking him in the eye.

"Did you just bite me?"

Mat avoided her gaze as he watched her skin start to heal the wound he had inflicted, "I don't know what the hell happened. There was just so much anger and I felt the need to mark you, to let those other fuckers know you're mine, and I got stuck between being me and phasing out. It's never happened before."

Bella let her fingers rub along the line of her shoulder, noting that the wound had healed, but he had somehow managed to leave a scar, "You're not venomous, but I can still feel where you bit me. Weird."

Letting his forehead touch hers, he said quietly, "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. It was never my intention to hurt you."

Bella's laughter flowed out across the sky, "Hurt me? That was cataclysmic, I mean I've never felt so overtaken….wow….let's do that again."

Mat looked at her to see if she was serious before looking back at the place on her shoulder and finding that he felt rather content that she was now wearing his print on her skin.

"Really?"

If she had a pulse, it would have spiked as her brain ran through all the ways she could play with him like this, the scent of her arousal filling the air around them once more.

"Oh, hell yeah, we're going to have to find reasons to make you lose control over and over. This could be fun," she responded, her voice laced with mischief.