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IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER: The view depicted in this story on Iran and Iraq is in no way how I actually see these countries. Please understand that the view of Iran, and Iraq, and their people are not my opinion, I do not wish to offend, and if I have, I am truly and deeply sorry. See AN after Chapter 5 to read full explanation

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Jasper POV

Edward was so exhausted that he slept dreamlessly. For me, however, the flashbacks came all throughout the night. Flashes of men beating the two girls, flashes of them being whipped, flashes of their torture, flashes off their rape.

Now I had flashes of last night to add to those, too.

I broke down sobbing when my mind relived what I had done to Edward. My mind kept playing those images over and over. Edward's painful screams, my whimpers, his shaking and limpness afterwards. I couldn't even look him in the face after. His plea at the end. It all scared me, and broke me.

I must have startled Edward out of his sleep because his head snapped up and he looked at me. I turned my head away from his gaze in shame for his misuse, his disgrace, and abuse.

"Jasper?" Edward whispered.

I just kept sobbing and tried to hide my face from him.

"Jasper, please?" he whispered, his voice cracking. My head snapped to his at the odd sound and I was surprised to find tears falling down his cheeks. I grabbed him to me tightly.

"Please don't cry. I'm so sorry." I muttered.

"Jasper, what's wrong?" he asked softly from my chest.

"I didn't want to do that. I just know how much worse they can make it when you refuse. Please don't hate me?" It came out as more of a question instead of the statement I intended it to be. I sobbed into his hair and tightened my hold around him.

"What do you mean you know how much worse it could have been? And I could never hate you."

I just sobbed harder and hoped that he would drop it. Of course, he never did, though.

"Baby, please, there's something you're hiding," he pressed.

Just then, another flashback of what I did to Edward last night took me and when I came back, I just sobbed even harder. Edward sat up and lifted my face to look at him.

"Does this have anything to do with you're flashbacks and last night?" he asked in a quiet, trepid voice.

I nodded. "Tell me what happened baby. Please. This is scaring me."

I hesitated briefly, but figured he might as well know what kind of monster I really am.

"Remember me telling you about my last assignment before joining this team?"

Edward nodded.

I continued, "We thought we were casing a hideout for the Taliban. When my men and I got there, we found the hideout of the world's biggest terrorist cell, the Irana. We were captured and my men were killed brutally while I sat, tied to a chair. I watched my men suffer for days, then die a slow, painful death. I still wouldn't give our base camp whereabouts away, nor what we were planning. One of my men let pass that I was the only one who knew everything they wanted to know, but the thing was, the information on the army, weapons areas this information, I didn't know. This left me with no options. So in my lack of knowledge, my men were killed. When I still didn't tell the Irana what they wanted to know, they made me watch as they tortured and raped two young girls. When I still didn't know the information, they tied me down and used my body to rape the girls, while they slowly burned them, or cut them to death. I'm not sure how I found the will to live or anything else, but I managed to get out of my bonds and kill the three men in my room. I escaped and ran to base camp. That's mostly what the flashbacks are about."

Edward pulled me to his chest, and began stroking my hair.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I wish you didn't have to go through that, but it wasn't your fault. And what happened yesterday, it's okay, at least it was you doing it, and not one of them."

I just started sobbing harder again.

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Edward POV

My poor Jasper, they really broke you, didn't they?

Jasper had fallen asleep in my arms at some point, but I whispered him awake when food arrived. We ate in silence, and when we were done I pulled Jasper into a kiss. I wanted him to know I was okay. I swung my leg over his and straddled his lap. I pushed back on his shoulders, and he let himself fall into the wall. I kissed Jasper heatedly, and ran my hands over his chest. Jasper had laced his hands in my hair, and I felt his cock stir. I ground my hips into his and I whimpered.

"Are you sure you really want me to take you?" he whispered in my ear.

I nodded, then kissed up his neck to his ear.

"I want you Jasper. I love you." I breathed.

Jasper slipped his fingers into my mouth and I sucked them earnestly, while he spit into his palm. I lifted off of him and he slicked himself up, and then slipped his hand under me.

"You have to relax, okay?" he asked.

I nodded and he leaned up and nibbled on my ear while his finger played lightly around my puckered hole. He slipped one of his fingers inside of me, and I whimpered after a small flinch. It was . . . uncomfortable, to say the least, but not really painful. He worked his finger inside of me while I whimpered into his neck. He slipped his other finger in and scissored his fingers, gently stretching me. I moaned when his fingers found my prostate. Jasper placed his other hand onto my hip and pulled me closer. He slipped his fingers from me, and then positioned himself at my entrance. He pushed my hips down until just his head was in, and I whimpered in pain, clutching his shoulders tightly. He rubbed my back and I soon relaxed under his touch. Gripping my hips again he slammed me down onto him. It hurt and I cried out quietly, but he just held me down on him and didn't move, letting me get used it. He kissed my neck and sucked at my pulse point as his hand ran around my ass and back, relaxing me again.

"Ride me, baby." he whispered huskily.

I ground my hips forward and whimpered in pleasure again. He held my hips still for a moment and moved his legs so my bottom was resting on his thighs, his feet flat on the ground, knees bent. He created a chair, if you will, but his knees were spread. I rocked my hips again and we both moaned. I moved my hips faster, my own cock rubbing between our bodies. Jasper gripped my hips and guided me while he started to thrust up into me. I cried out in pleasure and he pulled me closer to him. Our movements became more and more frantic and our sounds louder and more frenzied. I felt my stomach ripple and my balls tighten, and bit down on Jasper's shoulder to try to hold off. Jasper whimpered for the first time and whispered, "Harder . . . bite harder." I bit harder and he threw his head back, roaring into the room. I felt him fill up my ass with his semen, and that, alone, sent me spiraling off the cliff and I roared out my pleasure into his shoulder, my teeth tightening until Jasper grunted in pain. Once my orgasm had abated, I fell limp into Jasper's arms and panted.

"Thank you," I smiled at the man and kissed his chest over his heart, then leaned up and caressed his face.

His smile was the kitchen smile, and I was a little taken aback by it, considering I pushed him into this. But I just blushed and smiled back.

He pulled me into his arms, then, and I snuggled in. I hummed the both of us to sleep with him still buried inside me, and I had never felt so complete.

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Hi Everyone!

Princess HarleyHeaven Thank you for all the editing, and suggestions! Can't wait to write that new story with you!

So the first sex scenes, well full sex. Just before any of you ask, Falling asleep in the arms of the man you love, while he's still buried deep inside of you, is a very romantic and surreal experience. At least for me.

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I've assluted my poor Beta Princess HarleyHeaven with another story, that I have since decided wasn't going to be put up until the story was complete. Because of writing this other story, I've been lacking in my writing chapters for this story, and my poor beta had so many other chapters to try to figure out…..

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