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**Bite Me**

Damian popped a bottle of Dom Pérignon and poured each of his guests a glass with a smile while the limousine drove through Manhattan. "Do you all know anything about champagne?" he asked handing Chandra a glass.

"I know that this is an expensive bottle," she said with a coy smile, placing the flute to her lips.

Seth, taking the offered glass inhaled the bouquet with closed eyes and sipped appreciatively. "This is nice," he stated at last, "I would guess the vintage to be 1980… because of the especially heavy aroma of Oak… that was one of the strongest years."

"Seth, I'm impressed," Damian said with a smile.

"Champagne is one of Edward's favorite topics… second to red wine, but he is an exceptional teacher," he said sipping again.

Sasha sipped her glass while leaning closer to Seth dangerously curving around him and whispered in his ear, "How would you like to sip a bottle of Ruinart from the surface of my skin… starting with my bellybutton?"

Damian chuckled lightly at the crimson blush that rose to Seth's cheeks as he cleared his throat. She tossed her head back in an enchanting laugh.

So where are we going D? Sofia asked silently passing her glass back to him for refreshment.

Party crashing, what else? He said with a sly smile turning to face Chandra.

In mixed company?

No, actually, you can do me a favor and take them…

Oh what are we supposed to do with them? She asked almost indignantly.

I'm sure you'll think of something…just try not to kill them… they are important to the family back home…

Why?

It's a long story… Just make sure they get home… I don't know, have fun with them… Embry's in love with you already.

Well he IS really cute…she admitted turning her attention back to Embry.

You look delicious… Damian said silently, turning his thoughts to Chandra. Her eyes stretched wide at the phenomena and Sasha silently laughed to herself.

His eyes penetrated hers deeply, holding her easily in his grasp with his gift. You are so tempting, I want to taste you(r skin), he said grazing the back of his hand on her cheek and sliding his fingers into her hair. Gently extending her neck in front of his face she leaned closer. He pulled her the rest of the way, fully exposing her neck and inhaling her aroma deeply, the pulsing veins providing a glorious temptation. I could drink your blood you know… he told her.

She moaned quietly. Do it, her thoughts silently encouraged as she squeezed the inside of his thigh.

Damian's mouth spread into a smile while gently skimming his nose along the surface of her neck he began to kiss her exposed skin, massaging the thin membrane between his lips and the grazing of his teeth as he swallowed back the welling venom. Not tonight, he said silently while kissing her still, leaving a trail of deep purple bruises behind her ear and down her neck enjoying the torture of the call of blood.

The car slowed to a stop and the driver opened the door signaling their arrival at the Ritz Carlton across the street from Central Park.

"Have fun girls… be nice. They're sweet boys," Damian said before exiting the car. "Make sure they enjoy NY. When you guys want to go home, the chopper will take you back, it's waiting for you on the roof of my building."

Chandra's hair fell over her shoulders, easily covering Damian's playground as she got out of the car and he took her hand leading the way through the lobby to the elevator ignoring the concierge's question of how he could be of assistance.

"What was that about?" Seth asked Sasha.

"He's hanging out with one of our brothers…you wouldn't enjoy yourselves…"

Embry looked between Seth, Sofia and Sasha unsure of the implications as the car pulled away from the curb.

"Adrian isn't a… vegetarian I think you all call it…" Sasha said with a bit of a chuckle as a look of horror and hatred passed over the faces of the wolves.

"There's this great place I know uptown, if you're game," Sofia purred in Embry's ear successfully diverting his attention. While Sasha for her part was more direct, pulling Seth's tie inviting him to kiss her.

Damian and Chandra arrived at the top floor to a penthouse colorfully decorated with a few guests lounging around.

"Casanova!" shouted a very well dressed man in a suit with an open collar approaching swiftly, "Sofi didn't tell me you were back!" he said embracing Damian.

"That's because it was a surprise, little brother," Damian replied embracing him tightly.

"Did you bring me a treat?"

"Adrian, this is Chandra. Chandra this is one of my younger brothers, Adrian."

"Chandra, it is a pleasure to meet someone so stunning. Welcome to my home, please make yourself comfortable. It's your house," he said, gently pressing his lips to her hand.

"Alright, alright, that's enough," Damian said taking her hand from his, "this one's mine."

"So touchy!" Adrian laughed handing him a glass of whiskey from a passing tray of drinks, "pacify yourself."

Damian and Chandra walked through the main salon with her arm hooked through his, his hand resting on his chest, "so tell me Chandra, what moves you?" he asked as they passed through different rooms of couples dancing, some feeding, some simply enjoying biting one another till Damian settled himself on a cozy settee pulling Chandra onto his lap.

"What moves me?"

"Yeah, tell me about yourself, what do you like, what turns you on," he coaxed.

"Besides your cologne?" she asked before beginning to suck on his neck. "I was born in Brooklyn, my parents divorced when I was a baby. I grew up with my dad," she murmured between kisses.

"So how did you end up like this?" he encouraged sliding his hand up her silk stocking.

"You mean this statue of glory and splendor?" she asked mockingly. "Easy, Daddy was rich. He died young and left me everything."

"We should all be so lucky," Damian murmured quietly enough that she missed it, and then said audibly, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. Now tell me about you… I've seen you before."

"You've never seen me before in your life," he said pushing her back to lock her eyes with his.

"You know, I haven't seen you before. Where do you come from?" she asked as his eyes dropped to her luscious lips.

"Nowhere," he replied easing his grip, freeing her to continue massaging his neck with her lips. "I'm bored," he said getting up pushing her from his lap, "I'll be back, you wait here, and try not to be anyone's dinner…" he said and went to find his brother. "Where's everybody else?"

"I assume you mean the rest of the 'family'…"

"Yea," Damian said looking around sighing heavily.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

"Nate's here with Bess, everybody else is still in Italy for the gala…you know."

"Are you going?" he asked perking up with the subject.

"No se todavia hermano, quien sabe," Adrian replied with a wave of his hand.

"You asked for me?" a beautiful woman with flowing blonde hair asked.

"Bess!" Damian exclaimed hugging his sister.

"What're you doing here?" she asked kissing his cheeks.

"I was lonely," he said with a single bat of his eyes coquettishly and an enchanting smile.

"You're falling off the wagon again," she posed, "well come with me, there's plenty of fresh blood in the back."

Within moments they were in a corner room of the penthouse overlooking central park. Damian surveyed the room of mostly naked flesh dancing around with random bite marks over the exposed flesh. "There's a fresh one on the balcony for you," Bess offered, "I was saving her for myself, but she's my gift to you."

Damian's blue eyes sparkled dangerously before he bit his sister on the neck causing Bess to toss her head back in gentle laughter and push him away. He seemed to disappear into a shadow as he slipped to the sliding glass door where he stood leaning for a while before the woman turned to acknowledge his presence.

His eyes passed from her shiny stilettos, seamed silk stockings, garters, and black lace lingerie. Turning to face him she tossed her long brunette hair from one shoulder to the other.

"So you've been waiting for me have you?" he said stepping closer to her, breathing softly in her face and a dangerous twinkle in his eye.

"How'd you guess?"

Damian's dark laugh was the last thing she heard before everything went black. He dropped her limp body to the floor before stepping over it to re-enter the glass door.

"She's going to wake up in a few seconds, unless you decide to finish her off…" he said over Bess' shoulder while she was enjoying a little flirtation herself with another vampire.

"Damian… why didn't you just finish her?" she asked in exasperation.

"I thought you might have wanted a sip," he said with a light wink.

"You know I don't like sloppy seconds… but she may be a fun playmate to keep around…" Bess mused.

"Oh, I didn't put any venom in her."

"Meaning?" Bess asked fully intrigued.

"That's a perk that comes from learning control, love. Which really makes me like a snake," he said smiling devilishly, snaking his teeth with his tongue and popping his eyebrow, "If you want to change her, you should go bite her before she dies." His lips grazed her cheek as he bid his sister farewell and he went to retrieve his girl from the watchful eye of his brother who was slowly swaying with her to the music.

"I'll see you later Adrian," he said taking Chandra by the hand.

"Will I?"

"Yea, I'll be in town for a few more weeks at least...Come on baby, you're stayin' with me."

"Oh am I?" she asked incredulously.

"Yes," he said changing her mind for her, "and you'll love it," he said smiling.

"I can't wait," she said hooking her arm though his gently kissing his lips.

Damian tossed a wink at his brother and was gone.

September saw the leaves change color. October saw the trees go bare and it also saw Damian stay in New York for weeks as he had promised, until his father had called him back to the country in expectation of the birth of Renesmee's next child.

One blustery, windy morning Renesmee woke with a feeling that was instantly recalled to her mind: the feeling of the baby coming. Unlike the previous time, she was expecting the sequence of events. From the month prior she had seen her eating habits change as the amount of food she consumed increased daily. Edmond took very careful note of the growth and the strength of the heartbeat of the child. When he suggested daily baths in the swimming pool to help her body adjust to the great influx of weight, Jake saw to it that she obeyed, even though she primarily slept through the last month of her pregnancy.

It was about two thirty am on the fifteenth of October when Nessie shook Jake awake.

"Jake, it's time… the baby, she's coming…" she gasped, pressing with one hand at the underside of her belly and the other shaking at his arm.

It only took a moment for Jake to lift her from the massive bed and carry her to the adjoining room that had been transformed into a hospital room for her delivery.

"Guys it's time," he called down the hall. Within moments the family filled the room to witness the birth of the latest edition to the Black family.

Seth sat on a plush couch with a fully enamored Sasha on his lap, Edward stood against a wall with Bella wrapped in his embrace next to Alice and Jazz. Emmett stood in a cluster near the bed with Xenia and Jo while Rosalie stood at one side of Nessie, Jake at the other.

"Haydee," Edmond murmured giving her a look that seemed to translate his wishes. Silently she moved toward a table with several different vials and prepared a syringe with a liquid while Damian prepared one for extracting blood.

"Do you mind?" Damian asked Xenia who already knew that he was preparing to take a sample of her and Josiah's blood to compare with earlier samples, as well as to compare with the baby's.

Xenia shrugged without answering him, but couldn't keep the thoughts from her mind. Oh so now he's speaking to me again…

I haven't been avoiding speaking to you, Damian replied to her silent thoughts.

Stay the hell out of my head she replied her eyes glinting dangerously from behind her deep mahogany hair. The previous month saw Xenia grow to reach exactly six feet tall, which would end up being her full mature height.

Have you missed me? He asked sarcastically.

Fuck you, she thought tossing her long tresses behind her shoulder.

Edward's eyes stretched in shock at the exchange but said nothing, although his smirk played at the corners of his mouth.

You'd like to, wouldn't you? Damian taunted stretching his eyes, smiling wickedly at her.

Edward's jaws clenched and he inclined to approach, but a single look from Xenia halted him and he remained locked in place. Xenia on the other hand, while indignant, found his playful banter refreshing after so long a silence. I can't deny that the thought had crossed my mind, but I know better than to have sex with farm animals… and since you're clearly an ass… she said with a roll of her eyes.

Josiah's gaze dropped, noting Xenia's change in countenance and his glare matched hers toward the object of her irritation. Damian had been correct in his statement that he hadn't been avoiding speaking to Xenia; he had avoided seeing her at all by having spent the previous month in New York. When his sisters had returned with their boyfriends, he'd stayed behind.

She approached the table and placed her arm out for the extraction of a sample. She didn't fail to notice the hit of a smile that played on Damian's lips and began silently counting in Arabic.

"You too Josiah," Damian muttered aloud while labeling Xenia's vial of blood.

Only Edward and Josiah were aware of the tension between Damian and Xenia, everyone else was appropriately focused on Renesmee who was breathing in a 'whhhhoooo whhhhhoooo heeeee' pattern while Rosalie was coaching.

"Well, it looks like you're on track for another natural birth through the canal Renesmee," Edmond announced with a smile adjusting her sheet after taking the measurement of her dilation. Jake tried to smile for Ness, but it looked more like mortification as sweat beaded up on his forehead.

"Breathe Jake," Edmond reminded him patting his shoulder as he passed while holding a chart.

Xenia crossed the room from where she had been to where her grandfather was standing and kissed his cheek. Don't worry, papa, she said then joined her father at her mother's bedside.

"You're doing wonderfully mommy," Xenia smiled peeking from around her father's shoulder.

Renesmee could only spare a glance and a smile from her concentrated efforts of breathing through her contractions.

Haydee then appeared at Rosalie's side and injected something into Nessie's IV. "That should help you with the pain, dear," she said in a voice that was rarely heard. The sound of Haydee's voice fell on the ears of those who were fortunate enough to hear it like the caressing of silk on clean, naked skin.

"Thank you," Nessie managed to say in between gasps as a mother of contractions began to build and a holler erupted from the pale, sweating mother of three. They followed one after the next, each succeeding contraction coming closer than the last was to the preceding.

"Rosalie, swallow this," Haydee directed offering Rose a smile vile of red liquid.

"What's this?" she asked in wonder.

"It's a serum to help you when she starts bleeding so you won't have to be forced from the room," she explained.

In succession Haydee handed a similar vial to Jasper, Emmett and Alice, who accepted the strange little potion with wide eyes.

"Oaky Ness, we're going to need you to start pushing…" Edmond directed after a moment of checking under her sheet following the series of contractions. "Rose, if you feel able, would you like to help me deliver the baby?"

"Oh, no… I think, I'll be better back here," Rose said with a sheepish smile.

"Go ahead Rose," Ness encouraged in sort of a grunt.

"No, that's okay Nessie… next time." Rose smiled and continued to hold her hand. "Keep breathing."

"Okay Ness," Edmond said, "give me a good push."

Within minutes, Renesmee was presented with a beautiful baby girl. "Here's your daughter," Edmond said placing the bright eyed baby girl in her arms after taking care of the technical things first.

"Have you decided on her name?" Embry asked sticking his head in the room.

"Where have you been?" Seth asked turning to look behind seeing Embry practically hiding behind the door frame. Embry made a look of disgust, shaking with horror at the thought of being in a delivery room.

Renesmee nodded at Rosalie giving her the okay. "Jasmine Alecia Black," she said with a smile and a loving glance toward Nessie.

"Pretty Jasmine," Ness cooed at her little girl.

Damian joined his father as he labeled the little vial containing baby Jasmine's blood.

Everyone congratulated Nessie and Jake in their turn and slowly Nessie drifted off to sleep with the baby in her arms.

"Looks like you've got your hands full," Seth said moving Sasha to the side of the settee standing up.

"I've always had my hands full," Jake said smiling looking down at his Ness. "You better watch it yourself, before you have your own running around."

Seth blushed crimson with embarrassment. Jake couldn't help but lean in and inquire in a whisper "You haven't done it yet have you?"

"Shut up man," Seth hissed looking over his shoulder in horror knowing of course Sasha heard him after which he left the room in response to Jake's muted laughter.

Xenia took the opportunity while everyone was occupied with the wonderful new arrival to speak with Damian, since this was the first she'd seen of him in a month.

"We need to talk," she hissed passing by his back.

"Later," he smiled shrugging her off.

"No, now."

He rolled his eyes, knowing there was nothing she could actually do to him but followed her anyway out of the room. To his surprise she led him to his study.

"What's going on," she said at length after they had been standing face to face for a while in silence.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sorry," he shrugged with a defiant air.

"Is there something going on that I should know about? I mean you've been a complete jerk since you've been back for all of five minutes, you left without a word and stayed away for a month, and the silent buzz about some chic named Chandra… what's that about?"

"Oh, so now I have to tell you what I've been up to? You're taking this jealous girlfriend thing too far. And if I may point out, we aren't anything…I have nothing to do with your strange little wolfy connection."

"Excuse me?" Xenia asked in shock, "Is there some reason you are speaking to me this way?" There's something bothering you… why are you taking it out on me?

"There's nothing bothering me. We're just different. Besides being of a different species," he said rolling his eyes again, "we have different values, if that's what you want to call them. You're a sweet kid, but you have nothing to do with me. You couldn't handle my lifestyle."

"Oh you mean your little escapades with humans that you enjoy?" she challenged. "Did you kill her?"

Damian's eyebrow popped and his face took on a smug air, with a definite hint of irritation, "so whose mind have you been picking lately?" he asked dropping himself down into his chair.

Xenia's face relaxed when she discerned that he hadn't ended Chandra's life. "It doesn't matter. I know. I know more than you think, Damian."

"Yeah, well you should know I'm no good for you," he said thrusting himself up from the chair, getting in her face. "You should get out while you still have the chance."

"You don't frighten me Damian Dantès."

"I'm not trying to frighten you little girl, I'm just warning you plain and simple. Get out."

Xenia's eyes narrowed as she was about to take her leave, but something in her bid her to stay. Who hurt you? Why are you building this wall between us? Who forced you to push everyone away? She asked bombarding him with questions, making thoughts and repressed memories instantly and only momentarily surface until Damian forced them back as a shadow passed over his piercing blue eyes. However, not before an image showed itself to Xenia. The image of a pretty girl who was obviously human, with long curly locks of brown hair.

"Who was she?" Xenia pressed.

"No one." Damian shot back trying to force his will unsuccessfully on Xenia.

"That won't work with me… tell me who she is? Did she break your heart?"

Damian grabbed her by the wrists and shook her once violently, "Stay out of my head," he commanded in a slow enunciation and grabbed his jacket slinging it over his arm and walked away leaving her alone in his study.

Xenia's heart raced as feelings she couldn't suppress emerged for the man who had just spurned her.