JPOV

"Listen to me, Jacob Black. I understand that you are upset. There is no changing the past. But, she is no longer a threat, and I really don't appreciate you questioning my parenting skills like that."

Bella's voice grew more and more angry with every word she spoke. Sadly, I could understand both sides of the argument, though Jake was wrong for what he said about her 'motherly instincts being blinded because of me'. We were all deceived by Jasmine, not just Bella. He didn't know that though, because he wasn't there.

"She is no longer a threat? So, she ran away with Edward and now you need another protection detail? Great," he said sarcastically. "Since you can't go on your honeymoon, and I'm gonna be running patrols, I'm going to get to listen to you two hump like gorillas."

I snorted and watched as Bella's fingers flexed into a fist. I could only imagine the damage that her frail bones would have if they connected with the sheer muscle that was Jacob Black, were-man shapeshifter. I wrapped my hand around her fist protectively, not wanting her to hurt herself. She gave me a slightly sour look, but I knew it was only because she was angry with him, not me.

"We are going on our honeymoon, you idgit. Jasmine is dead, not with Edward. I was trying to be sympathetic to Jasper because he was the one who ended her, and that isn't something he cares to do anymore. As for listening to me and Jasper 'hump like gorillas', let's just say, I've walked in a time or two on you and Leighla, plus I've been with you myself. You are more of an ape than Jasper ever will be. Don't get me started, Jacob, or I will bury you."

I barked out a laugh, watching the scene before me play out. Jacob's face was priceless, his mouth hanging wide open and his eyes bugging out a little. Bella had a smug smirk on her lips as she pulled her hand out from my grasp, crossing her arms across her chest and jutting her hips out with attitude.

We had made our way back to Forks with the children, along with Charlotte, Peter, Emmett, and Rose, so we could drop them off with Jacob and Leighla before heading out for our week-long honeymoon. We had decided they had enough excitement and travel for now, and that we would be taking them, just Bella and I, on a small family vacation sometime soon instead. They wanted to be home with their Daddy anyway after everything, and they were exhausted.

"I...I," Jacob stuttered, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, "I'm sorry, Jasper. And Bells. I mean, you can't expect me to not be protective over my kiddos though. I need to know that with all these bloodsuckers around, they are going to be completely safe. That is where my head always gets messed up."

I shook my head, knowing that wasn't the complete truth, but not willing to call the poor guy out right now, not right here in front of the one that he would always love, even if he was imprinted on someone else. I knew the allure of my wife, obviously, but I would never understand why Edward and Jacob couldn't seem to let her completely go so they could move forward. They weren't mated to her as I was. The only thing I could come up with was complete stubbornness.

"They always have one person each with them that you have deemed 'safe', Jake. Carlisle or Esme, Emmett or Rosie, Alice, myself or Jasper. We aren't going to let anything happen to them. They don't smell appetizing to the vampires anyways, because they are going to be werewolves when they get older. They already have a trace of the scent."

"WHAT?" Jacob bellowed, his eyes bugging out yet again at this news. We had both forgot that he had not yet been given this information.

Bella jumped at the sound of Jake's voice, placing a hand to her heart. "Good God, Jake! Do you have to wake the damn dead?"

"Hey! I don't crawl into a coffin and sleep. I'm awake, dammit," I deadpanned, giving a sly grin.

They both broke out into laughter, mine joining in with theirs. Once it died down, I took over the conversation.

"Okay, here is all we know, Jake. Both Sophie and Alex will be wolves. Peter has confirmed as much. He has a special gift of knowing things about the future, sorta like Alice, but he doesn't have visions. He just knows it. He asked me if their blood had ever held any sort of allure to me, and I said it hadn't, which was confirmation. All blood smells good to us, unless it is shapeshifter blood. Alice can only see small bits of their future, and only up to their teen years. We think that since they are being raised around our kind, it will be later in their teen years when they go through their changes. I hope so, because they deserve to be older for that."

Jacob just stood there, his head shaking back and forth. You could see the conflicting emotions waging across his features, and I completely understood what he felt. Who would want this life for their children? Bella wrapped her arms comfortingly around Jacob's waist and laid her head against his bicep.

"I understand this is quite a bit of information to take in, and knowing the future before it happens usually isn't my idea of what is best. But for the sake of the kids, this time I think it's a good idea to know, so we are prepared."

Jake nodded absentmindedly, wrapping an arm around Bella's shoulder lazily and walking towards the swing that was known as 'theirs' at Bella and Charlie's house. It had been brought over from the old house, and was where they had shared their first kiss. I had found all of this out when I tried to sit with Bella there, and she had felt awkward about it. I didn't follow, giving them some time to talk privately about their children and whatever else they needed to discuss.

Peter and Charlotte met me inside the house, Peter sulking at the sight of me. I chuckled and shook my head, clapping him on the shoulder.

"Easy, Lieutenant. I'm sorry I had to compare you to Alice. I know how you feel about her and all. It's just easier for people to understand a power like yours if they have something to compare it to."

"Oh, just ignore him," Charlotte added. "I don't get what your problem with Alice is, 'cause that girl has some mad style. And she has changed a lot. I think you are just jealous."

"Jealous? Of what? Constant visions? Yeah, right. I'll admit, she has changed, but she is still annoying. And my power is way more awesome, 'cause I can just feel things without getting that stargazer look."

"Yeah," I chimed in. "He only gets that look whenever he's staring at your tits...or fantasizing about your tits," motioning with my head towards Charlotte's fantastic rack. Even I couldn't deny it; she had hit the genetic and vampiristic gene pool jackpot when it came to her breasts. They were amazing, and Peter spent quite a bit of time staring, or when away from his mate, staring off into the distance, fantasizing about them.

Charlotte's soft giggle and Peter's growl towards me only caused me to flash him my best asshole grin.

"You better play nice, Jay, or Bella is going to find out that you were just looking at Charlotte's boobies."

I snorted at his use of the word "boobies", shaking my head at his desperate attempt to grasp at straws.

"Actually, I was staring at them myself earlier," Bella's voice said from behind me, her arm wrapping around my waist as she walked around until she was beside me. "They are fan-fucking-tastic, Char! I don't know of any man that wouldn't want to stare, so I think your threat is going to fall on deaf ears, Petey."

I watched as Bella talked, tantalized by the movement of her luscious lips and the curve of her neck. My body reacted to her so instinctively and basely. Before I had an issue arise that would need to be covered, I cleared my throat and turned my attention back towards Peter, giving him once more my cocky grin. I felt the agitation coming from him morph into something mischievous and my brow raised in question. What was the Lieutenant doing or planning now?

"Thank you, Bella!" Charlotte laughed, eyeing Peter with the same skeptical look that I know I had. "I'm pretty used to getting comments about my rack, but when it comes from someone that has a good one themselves, it means a little more," she said, winking at Bella and laughing softly.

"How are you feeling, Bella?" Peter asked abruptly, stopping our conversation about his wife's chest. My curiosity, along with Bella's and Char's was piqued now; no doubt their thoughts were mimicking my own.

Cocking her head to the side, Bella's brows knit together in confusion as she answered Peter. "I'm great now, Petey. No headache anymore. I slept on the plane for a bit, so I'm alright. When did you become my doctor?"

"I didn't. I just wanted to make sure you were alright," he grinned, the humor pouring from him in waves, and at this moment, I wished I could read his mind to figure out what he was planning. "We all were worried about you, you know?"

Bella laughed softly and nodded. "I know. Now quit acting weird and go on your hunt, before you miss your bad guys," she said, pushing Peter and Charlotte towards the front door.

I loved how easily she accepted who they were. It caused a thrill of venom to course through my entire chilled body. I still couldn't figure out though what Peter was doing. He knew that I knew he was up to something, but I just wasn't sure what.

Bella wasn't aware that the "bad guys" that she spoke of were less than 25 miles away from where we lived, hiding out in an old, run-down cabin. Seth came across them in his normal patrols when he picked up the rotten stench of death and thought there were vampires around. He called for Leah and Jacob to come check the area out with him, and once they arrived, they found that it wasn't at all what he thought. It was just two men, and a slew of massacred bodies that the men had brought out to the middle of nowhere to dispose of, and then somewhere to hide out.

Normally, Jacob and Leah wouldn't have turned them over to Charlotte and Peter, opting for getting the authorities involved. That was until they found the two children's bodies that the men had used for their "pleasure" and then beaten until their little bodies just couldn't take any more. Seth told me that Jake almost ran in wolf form into the house himself to rip them limb from limb. They felt that Peter and Charlotte could give the miscreants a more proper punishment than the authorities ever could.

As Peter and Charlotte were headed out the front door with Bella pushing them the entire way, Jake and the kids were headed inside in a loud flurry of energy. Charlotte and Jacob shared a brief glance between the two of them and I heard Jake whisper, "Rip those fuckers to shreds, Char."

Charlotte nodded only once and her and Peter were gone. Ten minutes later, Jacob, Sophie and Alex were gone too, headed back to the reservation and Jake's house. Emmett and Rosie were off hunting, which was something that I needed to do as well, but would be able to sneak out once Bella fell asleep tonight. We wouldn't be headed back to the airport until the morning, giving Bella a small break from being up in a plane for so many hours.

"Mrs. Whitlock, would you care to head upstairs and get more comfortable?" I asked Bella once the house was quiet and we stood together in the foyer, our hands linked together.

"If by more comfortable, you mean make love to your new wife for the first time, then yes. I would like to head upstairs and get more comfortable, Mr. Whitlock," Bella responded, grinning widely.

"Good, cause I have the worst case of blue balls. And I would really love to be buried deep inside you," I whispered into her ear as my hips swayed against hers, causing a gasp and a soft moan to escape from her.

Sliding my arm down under her knees, I effortlessly picked Bella up from the floor and ascended the stairs towards our bedroom.

BPOV

My limbs didn't have an end and Jasper's limbs didn't have a beginning. My body tingled in all the right places as I lay underneath my new husband, panting happily. My fingers were still clutched onto his shoulders as I felt the aftershocks of my orgasm flow through my core. I felt hoarse from the amount of moaning and crying out of Jasper's name I had done.

Who knew that sex got better when you were married? I sure as hell didn't. Or at least hadn't experienced that in my previous marriage.

I felt Jasper still sliding up and down slowly over me, his cock still semi-hard inside of me making small passes at my sensitive flesh. I whimpered and wiggled against him, pulling his earlobe into between my teeth and nipping the skin there before whispering into his ear, "That was amazing."

"Mmmm...I've only just begun, baby," Jasper growled, his body coming back up to hover over mine. In an instant, I was flipped over on top, my body sitting up fully on top of his. There was no time for any sounds to be made, but I moaned out Jasper's name anyway as his hips thrust upward into me, pushing his hardening member against my most sensitive areas.

I couldn't describe the feeling that washed over me, other than sheer pleasure, as I stilled above Jasper. Clearly, somebody was projecting their feelings, because while the feelings were the most amazing thing I had ever felt, they weren't mine.

Jasper trembled underneath me, and his hands released my skin and grabbed onto the sheets of the bed, a sexy growl tearing through his mouth as he pulled the sheets in roughly towards his body. My eyes widened momentarily at the sight of him loosing control the way he was, but then it turned me on even more and I ground my hips down against his roughly.

"Fuck, Bella! You have no idea the restraint it is taking right now," Jasper growled through clenched teeth as he pounded up into me, working with me to bring us both to our ultimate pleasures again.

As if on cue to Jasper's admission, through the wall, I heard the unmistakeable sound of pounding and Peter's voice grunting out loudly, "Payback's a bitch, Major. Now take all my lust for Char and try to contain yourself, like a good little boy."

"Damn him!" Jasper growled as I heard the distinct sound of granite hitting the wall and a loud moan that didn't come from Jasper or I.

"Is that what I think it is?" I asked through my whimpers and heavy breathing, my hips never stilling as I ground my clit against Jasper, his member filling me in the most wonderful way.

Jasper's eyes were clenched tightly shut and a constant stream of growls and grunts spewed from his mouth. "If you mean Peter and Charlotte fucking up against the wall, so that I have to control myself with my human wife, then yes, that's what they are doing."

All at once, I was filled with pity for my empathic husband. I wanted to be able to play with him the way he was able to play, but right now that just wasn't possible. My need to be sated was squelched now and my need to make sure he would be alright was my number one priority.

My hips immediately stopped moving and I leaned down over him, placing my hands on either side of his face.

"Baby, open your eyes."

When he did, I could see the torture in his eyes. "Let's just cuddle or something for right now, okay?"

"Are you kidding me? This hard on is going to be the death of me. Peter's lust for Char right now, combined with mine for you is more than I can stand. But, I can't promise that I won't hurt you right now. I need a good hunt before I'd even try. I'm going to kill THAT FUCKER."

I shifted my weight slightly around on Jasper, hissing slightly at the pressure I put on my bundle of tingling nerves. Shaking my head to clear out the lascivious feelings, replacing them with more rational thought, I lifted up slightly to allow Jasper to slide out of my heated core. I knew that if I we continued on the way we had been, and I even let out the slightest of whimpers of pain, Jasper would be beside himself with anger at himself, and with Peter.

Jasper let out a growl of aggravation as I pulled him from me, and I let out a small giggle because I knew exactly how he felt. I didn't want him to not be inside of me either, but I would remedy this.

Sliding down Jasper's cool skin, I allowed my mouth to roam freely, teasing him with my eyes and my lips. Every muscle in his stomach rippled when I drew a lazy circle around his belly button. A fierce snarl escaped his lips when my lips encased his manhood, a throaty moan escaping from myself as well.

I didn't stop until Jasper made me, grabbing the top sheet of the bedspread to take care of his business, instead of letting me do what I wanted. After a minute solid of growls of pleasure, Jasper's body finally lowered back down and relaxed onto the bed.

I couldn't help the satisfied grin of a job well done that spread across my lips as I crawled back up towards my husband, my body curling into his.

"Take that," Jasper said, seemingly towards nothing, but I knew he was speaking to Peter in the other room.

I giggled, snuggling in closer to his cool body, proud of my idea. "You feel better now, baby?"

Jasper purred as he buried his face in my neck, nuzzling my neck. "You bet your ass I do. Thank you so much for knowing what to do to make that situation better, my wonderful wife."

"It was my pleasure, my darling husband."