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This chapter contains swearing, sex, faking, licking, violence, police action, and the opinion of a certified dolt. I apologize for that. FYI, what happens in Provincetown, stays in Provincetown-I hope.
This story is AU/OOC.
All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. No copyright infringement intended.
This story is intended for mature readers 18+ only.
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Amanda's POV
I have been sitting in silence for the past week reflecting on my husband's words. As his wife, I am bound by the sanctity of our marriage vows, that I made in front of the Lord our God, to obey my husband's command from 1 Timothy 2:12, "I do not permit a woman to teach or to exercise authority over a man; rather, she is to remain quiet." My husband has forbidden me to speak unless I am spoken to, further he has prohibited all contact with my family or with Alice. I do not understand why I am the one being chastised since I'm the only one that can see that Bella creature for what she is—a whore sent straight from the devil.
Edward went off the deep end after I burned the immoral girl's licentious books and music in the name of God. He actually started crying for her, saying that I burned a book that was an irreplaceable gift from her mother. As far as I'm concerned, her wanton parents are who made the girl the whore she is today. I tried to tell him this, but he ordered me into the car while taking the Lord's name in vain. He then laid down the law in the name of God, by quoting a Bible verse. Later, whilst still driving home, my husband screamed Bella's name in agony. I will listen to him, though, because I will not be a disgrace to my family or in the eyes of my Savior by disobeying my husband, or worse—by becoming a divorced woman.
There is one issue that is truly bothering me, though. It's the fact that Bella seems to have found a way to control the Cullen's and their finances. I was shocked when we were presented with our new identities. I was looking forward to becoming Mrs. Edward Cullen—daughter by marriage to the illustrious Carlisle and Esme Cullen. Instead, we were forced to take Edward's real last name—Masen. I was further shocked when I realized that Carlisle and Esme acknowledged that whore as a daughter, but not me. They went so far as to say that I was not under Cullen jurisdiction and refused to allow me to call them anything, but Dr. and Mrs. Cullen while that harlot refers to them as Daddy and Mommy. Ooh! She makes me so angry. How can they be so blind and not see her for the hussy that she really is.
My not being set up financially by the Cullens immediately has put a real damper on my plans with my father. We had plans to build the biggest Baptist ministry in New England. We even had negotiations in the works to televise my father's riveting sermons across the United States so that he could bring salvation to the millions of sinners in our country. I made my father so proud when I found and married Edward Cullen. My father told me that Edward was a man of great worth in the eyes of our Lord. When Edward told me that he was a vampire, I was initially shocked, however, I realized that God would never send anyone without true value to me as I have been his loyal servant since birth. As soon as my husband concludes my penance of silence, I will ask Edward to write a check for the five million dollars in start-up funds my father needs to start his new ministry. I will also demand that he ask the Cullens for a black credit card in my name so that I may freely contribute to my father's ministry. Until then, I will silently reflect on my actions as he has requested.
Bella's POV
It's been a week since Edward's psychotic wife destroyed my books and music. I've been going over it in my mind over and over and I just can't seem to find any justification for her actions. Why did she have to target me and my books? She even took my cherished copy of Wuthering Heights and just flung it into the fire as if it were nothing. Well, I suppose to her it was nothing, but to me it meant a great deal. It was the start of my love for reading, it was a book that my mother and I both loved, it was even the book that I happened to be reading when I first met the Cullens. Edward and I had many deep discussions about the book, it was probably one of the few good memories that I had of him.
Edward surprised me that day. He was furious with his wife and he even broke down when she destroyed my copy of Wuthering Heights. I'm not surprised, though, Edward's always had a deep love of literature and music and for his wife to destroy all that he cherished must have been a huge punch in the gut. Jasper and Riley both told me that he's truly remorseful. Riley thinks I should give him a chance to redeem himself. He's been counseling Edward this week at his Hanover home. Apparently, Carlisle suggested it and Edward's request Riley to come. Jasper, of course, is totally against me having any kind of contact with Edward, stating that he felt an enormous amount of lust coming from him and that he doesn't trust him further than he can throw.
I haven't replaced any of the destroyed books yet. Jasper keeps wanting to take me to the bookstore, but I haven't felt like it. I've actually been cooped up in our house in Cambridge, refusing to speak to anyone, but Jasper or Riley. Things were gonna change tomorrow, though. We were going to Provincetown to the Surfside Fantasy Suites. Plans fell through for all of us to stay in Biker Heaven because a group of Hell's Angels had already booked the room for the weekend. Jasper and I were secretly jumping for joy because we wanted a little more privacy and Jasper wanted to try out the king sized bed encased in the oversized wagon that was in the bedroom. It worked out that we would be staying in the Wild West, Peter and Char and Rex and Tanya were staying in the Cave, Riley and Vicky were doing the Dungeon, Irina and Laurent and Kate and Garrett were staying in the Jungle, and Rose and Emmett were trying out Arabian Nights.
Ding dong. Someone's at our door. "Babe, are you expecting something in the mail?" Jasper asked me.
"No, I haven't ordered anything. It's probably a politician going door to door, groveling for votes." I said. "It is an election year."
"You're probably right. I'll send him away." My mate said as he went to answer the door.
"Hi guys." It wasn't a politician, it was my brother.
"How did you find us?" I sighed disappointedly. I wanted to keep this place private for as long as possible. Guess it's all over now.
"I followed you home the other day. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I promise. You have a nice place." Riley commented.
"Thanks." Jasper and I both said.
"Listen, I'm not here to cause any trouble or to beg you to come home. I just wanted to make sure you're okay and drop this off." Riley handed me a gift bag. "It's from Edward."
"Well, why don't you have a seat and visit for a while since you're here anyway." Jasper said inviting Riley in and closing the door behind him.
"Aren't you gonna open it, Bells?" Riley asked.
"Sure." I said, my curiosity getting the better of me. I reached into the bag and pulled out an envelope first. I opened it and decided to read it silently to myself.
My Dearest Isabella,
Words cannot express how sorry I am for my wife's behavior the other day. I had no idea that she was capable of behaving in such an injurious manner. I take full responsibility for her actions and please be assured that I have taken measures to ensure that she will never harm you or your belongings again.
I would also like to apologize for my behavior in the past and more recently. Please, please know that I only broke up with you that day in the woods so that you would remain safe and away from our world. Alice, as you well know, manipulated me into thinking that this would be the best choice for you. That being said, I take full responsibility for my inability to think for myself and for my cruel way of ending our relationship. I also want to say sorry for my recent behavior towards you. The derogatory terms I used towards you were my muddled way of justifying why I left you. I couldn't admit to myself that I still loved you. I love you, Isabella Swan. I've always loved you. I know that we are now mated with others now and that this admission comes too late, however I needed you to know how much you really mean to me.
I'd also like to take this opportunity, to express my deepest sympathy to you. I've learned from your brother, Riley, that your parents were taken from you almost immediately after we left Forks. I know how much they meant to you and I'm sorry that you had to suffer through so much tragedy. Please know that I had no knowledge of such tragic events occurring. I would have saved your parents if I did know. I'm happy that you had your brother, Victoria, Irina, and Laurent to care for you and make sure that you grew into the beautiful young woman that you are today.
Bella, I am aware that simply replacing your lost items cannot make up for the priceless value of those items that you held dear to your heart. That being said, I hope you will at least allow me to replace some of the items you lost. I have enclosed in this gift bag, a $5000 gift card to Border's Bookstore, a Kindle, an iPod touch, and $1000 worth of iTunes cards for you to use at your leisure. I've also enclosed a copy of Wuthering Heights. It is an original, first edition copy, published in 1843 by Emily Bronte under the pseudonym Ellis Bell. I am replacing the book, not only for you, but selfishly for myself. I had fond memories of your old copy that my wife so carelessly flung into the fire and I was devastated by it's loss. I remember reading it together in your room and having heated discussions about that book and many others. My only hope is that one day, you and I can become friends enough to have those discussions, once again.
I've taken up enough of your time, Bella. Once again please let me apologize on behalf of my wife and especially myself. Enjoy your time this weekend with Jasper. He's a good man and he deserves a wonderful woman such as yourself.
Yours Truly,
Edward Masen
I had tears rolling down my cheeks. I wasn't expecting this letter or the gifts at all. Jasper and Riley were looking at me, concern etched on their faces.
"Bells, you okay?" Riley asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just wasn't expecting any of this." I said.
"He didn't write anything hurtful in his letter, did he?" Jasper asked curiously. I know that he wanted me to read the letter out loud, but that wasn't going to happen. This was between me and Edward.
"No, Jasper. The letter was quite nice, actually."
"Well, then why the hell are you crying?"
"I wasn't expecting it, that's all. I'm going to put everything away now." I made my way into our bedroom and started finding places for my new items and for the letter.
"I want to see the letter." Jasper demanded.
"No, it's personal." I said simply.
"You're my mate Bella. Your ex shouldn't be writing letters to you that make you cry. I want to see what the fucker wrote!"
"Jasper, just because you're my mate doesn't mean that I can't have any secrets from you. This letter is between me and Edward. I'll tell you this much—he wasn't a fucker at all when he wrote it."
"Oh, so now you're defending him. Is Edward who you want Bella?"
"Stop flying off the handle Jasper! You're acting like a fucking neanderthal."
"Bella, you're my mate. You shouldn't be keeping any secrets from me. You should be upfront and honest with me at all times."
"Oh, so we're gonna play that game? Okay, then let's do this my mate. What about the fact that before you were with me you were cheating on your wife and fucking every female vampire you knew. Some of whom, I know very well." Jasper had a shocked expression on his face. "Yes, you told me about how Char would help you with your little problem, but what about Kate, Irina, and Tanya. Did you not think I'd find out? What about the girl in Mexico named Gabriela or the one in Philadelphia named Amber? Are you still in touch with them Jasper? How the fuck can I trust you when you couldn't even stay faithful to your own wife?"
"Bella, that was all in the past before I met you. This is different. You're keeping something from me that's relevant now."
"Fine Jasper. Read the letter, if it'll make you happy." I threw the letter at him and slammed our door shut. I saw my brother and ran into his arms for a hug. "Take me somewhere to think, Riley." I said to him. He nodded and we both left.
An hour later we were in Amherst at the Denali's home. I ran upstairs to my room without speaking to anyone and locked the door. I had been holding my tears in for the whole ride up and now was the time for me to release them. I heard Riley downstairs explaining to everyone that I needed to be left alone. True to their word, the Denalis respected my privacy and allowed me time to think.
The letter from Edward was a surprise. It was, perhaps, the greatest gift he ever gave me. It was the gift of closure. Edward had apologized for everything he had ever done and in essence given me his blessing to love Jasper. Of course, I didn't need his blessing, but it was nice to know that I had it anyway. Edward had also said that he still loved me, but that he understood that it was never meant to be because he and I were both mated to others. The only thing that he was hoping for at this point was my friendship. I intended to give it to him too. We'd start slowly, of course, but perhaps at one point we could become good friends again.
A few hours later, I heard a knock on my window. It was Jasper and he was completely naked and looked feral.
I shut the drapes to the window and he continued to knock on the glass. "Open the fucking window now, my mate!"
"No way. I refuse to talk to you until you're calm."
"I am calm!" He growled.
"Jasper, you're balanced on my window sill, naked, and growling at me. How can you call that calm? Why are you naked anyway?"
"I got into a fight with a black bear."
"And what, the bear ripped your clothes off?"
"Something like that. I needed to work through my aggression so I provoked him. He turned out to be a tough fucker and actually gave me a pretty good run for my money. By the time I was able to subdue him he had clawed at most of my clothes. They were kind of just hanging on me so I chucked them and ran here naked."
I couldn't help, but chuckle.
"Do you love him Bella?" Jasper sounded like he was about to cry.
"Who?"
"Edward."
I opened the drapes back up to see my mate's desperate face. "No Jasper, I love you—only you—always you." I opened up the window and let him in. He immediately grabbed me and started removing my clothes. He was licking my body from head to toe in an attempt to scent me. Jasper's vampire instincts had taken hold over him and there was nothing I could do to stop him so I just let him go.
He carried me bridal style to the bed and began rubbing his cold body all over me. He turned me over onto my stomach and continued licking me. Inch by inch, he covered me with his scent. His tongue bathed every curve and crevice of my body. He licked from behind my ear, down my jawline, finally pausing at my jugular. He began inhaling my scent deeply and sucking on my neck as if he were giving me a hickey. "Jasper. Jasper! You need to stay away from my neck, baby. I'm not ready to be changed."
He growled at me and flipped me over so that I was flat on my back. Jasper continued with his scenting—pausing this time at the apex of my thighs and inhaling deeply. "Open your legs for me, my mate."
I immediately did as I was told. Who was I to argue with him? This time he carefully licked every fold of my pussy—causing me to shudder and moan. He was relentless in his ministrations. He slid his tongue over my clit and started licking—slowly at first, then faster and faster causing me to pant in desperation. He moved his tongue back over my slit and started sucking and licking while circling his thumb on my clit. "Jasper...oh my God...ah...Jas..."
"Cum Bella. Cum on my tongue!"
"Jasperrrrrr!" I screamed as I shuddered to my climax with my mate latched on to my pussy. Jasper moved back up to face me—kissing me tenderly on the lips.
"I got scared." He admitted. "I thought you wanted him back. I felt your emotions when you were reading his letter and you were sending out waves of joy, gratitude, and hope. The hope is what frightened me—I thought you were hoping to get back together with him."
"Stop Jasper." I said. "Did you read the letter?"
"No, I wanted to, but I couldn't. It's his letter to you." He handed Edward's letter back to me.
"Jasper, I really think that you need to read it. This time I'm giving you permission so it's okay. I want you to read it." I handed the letter back to him and Jasper quickly read it.
"He still loves you Bella."
"Yeah, I know." I looked up at Jasper's beautiful golden eyes. "He also understands that I'm mated to you and that I'm yours forever. All he wants is my friendship Jasper. That's not a bad thing is it?"
"No, baby, it isn't." Jasper said. "I'm sorry for acting like a caveman today. I should have trusted you more."
"It's okay, Jasper. I'm sorry too—for bringing up those women. What you did in the past should have no bearing on our relationship now. I was just..."
"Jealous?" He finished the sentence for me. Yes, I nodded. "You're right, you know. I shouldn't have cheated on Alice—no matter how much of a crotchety, old bitch she was. I should have just divorced her instead of stringing both of us along for all those years. I knew six months into our marriage that she wasn't the one for me. I'm a fucking asshole and you're right in not trusting me. Just know this Bella. Those women meant nothing to me, they were just a release for me. I know it doesn't make it any better, but you need to know that it was consensual, agreed upon, and there were absolutely no emotional attachments."
I took a deep breath and sighed. Time to open up. "You know that I wasn't a virgin when we met, right?"
"Yeah." He said with a grimace.
"I had two boyfriends after Edward. Blake and Tommy. Blake was a pretentious little shit. Captain of the Debate Team, president of the Future Lawyers of America Club, you know the type. Well, I dated him during my first year of college—kind of reminded me of Edward in a way. He's the one I lost my virginity to. Quit growling Jasper. What's done is done. After a few months, I started realizing how snobby the guy was. He talked down to everyone—my friends, my family, me—it got to the point where Victoria was begging me to let her drain him. I broke up with him at the end of my freshman year and I never looked back. Last I heard, he was attending law school in New York somewhere."
"Can I kill him, Bella?" Jasper asked hopefully. "What's his last name?"
"No Jasper, you may not kill him and I'm not going to tell you his last name. Seriously, it's not like he ever stalked me or anything. We broke up and that was the end. It was actually pretty clean as far as break ups are concerned."
"Okay, but you mentioned a guy named Tommy. Who's he?"
I took a deep breath. This was going to be a lot harder because, technically, Tommy and I never really broke up, per se. "Tommy was a different story, Jasper. I met him in the middle of my sophomore year and we hit it off instantly. He was a frat boy and a party animal. He was on the lacrosse team and he was a lot of fun. We had the same group of friends and we all hung out together. We dated until the end of junior year, then we became friends."
"Why did you guys break up?" Jasper asked.
"We realized that we were better off as friends." I said. I figured I won't tell him about the fringe benefits that went on all of last year.
"You're hiding something from me. I can feel it." Fuck. Empath. Holy shit. I just realized that my shield doesn't work against Jasper too. Between him and Riley, I'll never be able to tell even the smallest white lie.
"Okay, you have to promise to stay calm." Jasper nodded at me encouragingly. I inhaled another deep breath before blurting out. "Tommy and I were friends with benefits during our senior year of college."
Jasper had a ferocious scowl on his face. "What do you mean by friends with benefits?" He asked through his clenched teeth.
"I mean that we had sex, no strings attached." I said.
"Just when the fuck did this arrangement end, Bella?"
This was gonna be fucked up. I really didn't want to tell him. I was actually supposed to meet Tommy that night I first met Jasper at Climax. "Why does it matter, Jasper? I'm with you now. It's not like we're ever going to get together again."
"I need to know, Bella. When did this arrangement end?"
I looked down at my toes because I couldn't really look in Jasper's eyes. "Um...it kind of just ended on it's own when I met you."
"Bella, there was a guy named Tommy who was one of the groomsmen at your friend's wedding. Was that him?"
"Yes." I admitted. Jasper turned his back to me and started inhaling and exhaling deep breaths. It was almost as if he was trying to center himself so that he would remain calm. Meanwhile, I was left staring at his perfectly firm ass and getting more and more aroused as each second passed. Stop it Bella! Stop it! This is a serious moment.
Jasper turned back around, took my hands, and gently stood me up so that I was face to face with him. "Bella, I'm glad you told me now rather than later. I'm not gonna flip out on you darlin' cause I don't have any right to. All of this happened in your past and who am I to judge you? Like you said to me, what you did in the past has no bearing on our relationship today." He then reached over to the bookshelf and turned on the radio that was propped atop it. A slow song started streaming out of the speakers.
"Dance with me, Bella." He said.
So we danced. The room was lit only by the moonlight gleaming through the window. We swayed to the beat of the music, occasionally stopping for a kiss, all the while holding each other close. After a few minutes, Jasper carried me to the bed and we made love for the first time. There was no rough sex—only tenderness. There was no kinkiness at all, just slow, steady, beautiful lovemaking—solidifying our relationship and proving our love for each other.
The next day...
We were all sitting in a divebar called Wet Willy's in Provincetown. Both sets of parents opted to stay home and enjoy some privacy in their own homes. This weekend was a time for all of us to just relax, play a little tourist, then get down and dirty with our mates in our funky hotel rooms. Earlier, the girls decided to do a little shopping while our mates went bar hopping. By the time, we got back—the men were already a little tipsy. Being the only human, I had to eat though, and that's how we ended up at Wet Willy's. Supposedly they have the best burgers in Provincetown.
It was the strangest phenomenon, I had thirteen vampires watching me while I ate. "Damn that burger looks good." Rex said. Being the newest vampire, he truly missed human food and had yet to try it since his change.
"Want a bite?" I asked, casually.
"Yeah." He said excitedly and took a chomp out of my burger and grabbed a couple of fries while he was at it. Everyone else was chuckling. "Ugh! What the fuck? This tastes like shit! I feel like throwing up."
"Go bring it back up now. Trust me, it gets harder the longer it sits." Riley said. My brother and Vicky ate human food at least once a day while they were living with Charlie and me. They were sort of experts at bringing up human food.
"Bella, why did you offer me a bite?" Rex asked looking sick to his stomach.
"Well, shit, you had to find out sometime, didn't you? You'll have to live vicariously through me like everyone else does, Rex. This burger is really good though and the fries are nice and crispy with just the right amount of salt, too."
"I'm jealous." Rex said as he took off for the bathroom.
"You know, in my day, we didn't have hamburgers. They only became popular in the late 1940's. We used to eat a lot of soups and stews made with beans and bacon. On special occasions, we'd have a roast or sometimes ham with gravy. Food wasn't readily available in supermarkets like they are today so we'd have to hunt for our game. During the war, it was mostly hardtack. We'd go for weeks without any meat at all." Jasper explained.
"I remember hardtack. We called them teeth dullers or reserve ammo. A lot of soldiers would actually break their teeth trying to bite into them." Garrett reminisced. "I remember having to hunt for game too. I was lucky, though, because being from Massachusetts, turkey used to run wild. Plus, we could always go fishing if we couldn't find anything. The Atlantic Ocean was abundant with fish back then."
"You're from Massachusetts?" I asked Garrett.
"Yeah, I'm from Weymouth—back then it wasn't so developed, of course. I remember having to walk from Weymouth to Boston to run errands for my mother."
"Walk?" Riley and I both burst out.
"Didn't you have a horse you could ride or something? That's like 20 miles one way!" Riley had a dumbfounded look on his face.
"Sure, we walked everywhere back then. Most families only had one horse and that was usually meant for the father. 20 miles was nothing. I remember having to walk all the way to the North End to Mr. Revere's shop to get the handle on my mother's silver tea pot repaired. I walked home and turned around the next morning to go pick it up."
"Fuck me!" Riley exclaimed. "I don't think I would have survived back then. I'm so lazy, I used to drive the three miles to work when I lived in Boston."
"Holy crap!" I cried out. "Did you say Mr. Revere as in the Paul Revere?"
"Sure, he was the best silversmith in New England. His house is still standing on North Street—it's a museum now. We can go see it if you like."
"Really? You'll come with me?" I asked Garrett excitedly.
"I'd be honored." He replied.
"This place is pretty hoppin'..." Katie commented. I looked around and there was a decent crowd building. There was an eclectic mix of people in the bar from singles to couples, college students to bikers. I looked over towards the bar and there were two assholes harassing women as they left the bathroom. Twerps.
I finally finished my burger and when the waitress came to take my plate away, we ordered more drinks. Rex, for some reason, ordered a Chocolate Lava Cake. When the waitress brought it back, he had her place it in front of me.
"Eat." He ordered.
"Okay." I said because who was I to refuse chocolate. "Oh yum!"
Rex looked forlorn as he stared at me. "That was my favorite dessert." He sighed. "You're having a Snickers bar later, just to let you know."
"Rex, I'm gonna turn into a ginormous blimp if I eat all this junk food."
"Don't worry, we'll go to the gym and work it out." Laurent said.
"Gee thanks."
An hour later, we were all chatting away about everything and nothing and having the time of our lives. The vampires were all getting nice and toasted and I was a little tipsy myself. "I need to go to the ladies room." I said as I stood up. Oh thank God, there's no line. I did what I needed to do, washed my hands, and just as I was coming around the corner, I was stopped by the drunk assholes that have been harassing women all night.
"Hey, pretty girl, wanna come and hang with us?" Asked a blond guy who looked like he had one too many drinks.
"No, thank you." I said, but his friend blocked my way. "Excuse me, I need to get back to my friends."
"You're not going anywhere, sweetheart." The blond guy said, then reached out and grabbed my arm.
Um...where the fuck are the thirteen vampires that I came in with? Jesus Christ—what's the sense of hanging out with them if they can't even come and rescue you. Oh well, I'm gonna have to take this into my own hands. "Don't touch me you creep!" I shouted and slammed my foot straight into his balls sending the asshole straight to his knees.
"Brad, Brad! Oh my God! Are you okay?" A woman came running up to him from out of nowhere. "You bitch!" She said and clocked me with a left hook across the jaw.
Oh, fuck no. I don't play that game. I matched her punch and nailed her directly in the jaw. She started hollering like a banshee and jumped straight on me. Fuck me. This bitch can fight. I heard someone yell "chick fight" and the entire bar was suddenly in an uproar. Holy crap!
"Bella, roundhouse kick." I heard Laurent yell. Oh yeah, better listen to our resident karate black belt. I knocked the girl down with a roundhouse kick, but her friend helped her up and they both decided to attack me this time. The entire bar was in a frenzy, people were fighting left and right. The vampires couldn't do a thing because they'd end up causing serious injury to people. I was landing punches left and right on both girls and they were doing the same to me too. I heard Laurent calling out instructions, "Low block, Bella! Now, high block! Elbow strike! Back fist the girl on your right!"
Suddenly, Rosalie appeared besides me and whispered, "Bella, we gotta get out of here—the cops are on their way." She gently shoved the two girls, but with her vampire strength it must have felt like a ton of bricks because they were on their asses in an instant. We found a back door, but it was locked so we kicked it open and ran hand in hand through the streets of Provincetown. Rose and I dove into a familiar place—The Lonely Barmaid. Ironically, we were both wearing our "I (heart) Provincetown tank tops that Rose got for us during our first trip here.
"Alice, Amanda—we missed you girls!" Brenda, the woman who took third place in the wet t-shirt contest greeted us. We walked up to the bar and the bartender got out a bottle of Jack Daniels and handed it to Rose. She pointed to her brain and winked, "I remember." She said. Forty-five minutes later, the Lonely Barmaid was rockin'. Rose was dancing on the bar with Brenda. Everyone was hooting and hollering at them. "Amanda, get me another bottle of Jack bitch." My blonde beauty queen sister slurred at me. Best not argue.
The woman behind the bar with the muscles, Grace, handed me another bottle. "Your woman can sure handle her drinks."
"Uh, yeah." I said as I handed Rose the bottle.
Suddenly, Charlotte, Irina, Katie, Tanya, and Vicky walked inside. "Ooh! We're in business tonight!" Grace nudged me. "Check out those hot tickets. Nice round ass on the redhead" She said, pointing to Vicky.
Her partner, Trix, the one who signed Rose and me up for the wet t-shirt contest came up to us and agreed. "I'd like to put a plug in that ass and spank her." She said.
Okay, that was just—I mean it was just—so wrong. I started giggling for some reason and she said, "You like that, don't you Amanda. Does Alice do that to you?"
Rose was suddenly next to me. "Yeah, but my bitch prefers a vibrating plug and a riding crop. Don't you, baby." She said as she kissed my neck.
The five vampires that just walked inside were all staring at us wide eyed. Suddenly, Char got a twinkle in her eye. "How've you been Amanda? Do you remember me from the wedding? I had you screaming my name that night over and over again."
"You two had another woman in bed at your wedding?" Tish, the woman, who initially approached us the first time we were at The Lonely Barmaid asked amazed then narrowed her eyes. "I thought you said you didn't share."
"Special occasion." I said. "It was our wedding, after all. Maggie here can do wonders with her tongue."
"Show her Maggie." Rose smirked. We both chuckled.
Undaunted, Char planted a big, wet tongue kiss on Tish and grabbed her ample tits while she was at it. She ended the kiss by tweaking her nipples.
"Wow." Tish sat down with a dazed expression on her face and stared at Char with stars in her eyes.
"I wanna play. I wanna play too!" An excited Tanya squealed then grabbed Brenda, kissed her right on the mouth, and started fondling her ass.
Rose and I were staring at each other with "what the fuck" expressions on our faces.
"What's your name, sweetheart?" Brenda asked Tanya. I heard Rose mumbling something to her at vampire speed—probably telling her to use an alias. "Uh...Jane Volturi." She said brightly.
Rose, Char, Vicky, and Irina all slapped their foreheads after hearing that. I wonder why?
We all continued having a good time after that. We grabbed a table and we were all doing body shots off of each other. Grace had to go to the front to take care of a bunch of men demanding to get in so they could find their women. "They were neanderthals, the whole lot of them. A couple of the guys actually growled at me and one of the assholes asked if he could film me and Trix making out on his iPhone."
"What a creep!" We all said out loud.
Ten minutes later, a couple of police officers walked into the bar and straight up to me and Rose. "Ladies, we've had reports of two women fitting your description causing a disturbance at Wet Willy's tonight."
"Why the hell would Alice and Amanda be at that dive?" Grace asked. "Besides, they've been here all night. You've got about fifty witnesses in here to prove it."
"Nonetheless, I'd like to take down your names. May I see some identification please?" The officer asked. Oh shit. Everyone here thinks we're Alice and Amanda Cullen.
"No problem, officer." Rose said as she pressed a piece of plastic into my hand. I looked and it was a fake license that read Amanda Cullen with my picture on it. I smiled and handed it over to the cop at the same time as Rose.
The cop took our names down and told us to stay out of trouble. He turned to leave when Char smacked him right in the ass.
"Couldn't resist. You have such a cute ass." Char winked at the cop who rushed out of the bar with his partner.
By the time the bar closed, we were all thoroughly sloshed. We stumbled towards the hotel and ran into our equally drunk mates just as they came out of a bar called Knockers.
"Garrett, man, I think you left a hand print on that waitresses ass when you spanked her." Riley stumbled.
"I can't believe you got those two girls to make out in front of us, Rex." Peter said. "I got it all on the iPhone. How'd you do that?"
"I told them that they could have their way with me and Riley if they did that. We better get out of here before they come looking for us." Rex said.
"Yeah, that brunette was scary." Riley stated nervously. "She reminds me of this psycho stalker I once dated in college. After we broke up she'd conveniently run into me after my classes and leave notes on my car and shit ."
"Oh, hey baby, did ya girls have a good time?" Jasper asked as he planted a wet, sloppy kiss right on my face."
"Yeah, we did." I said and climbed on to his back and let him piggy back me to the hotel. We all said goodbye in the lobby and went to our respective rooms. Jasper made made a beeline straight for the wagon bed and ripped my clothes off, then his own. He attacked my lips in a frenzy and plunged his cock straight into me. "What? No foreplay?" I asked.
"Can't wait—I need you. You were gone all night from me. Plus, you fighting those girls turned me on. He's been waiting to get inside you all night, baby." Jasper said as he drove his cock in and out of me, making me scream.
Jasper continued to pound into me at vampire speed. The friction caused by the speed was like no other. My bundle of nerves was aching for a release and I reached down and started playing with myself. "Jasper, please!" I screamed.
"Ah...fuck Bella, you're so tight...ahh...almost there..."
I was on fire. The intensity of Jasper's persistent pounding sent my body into a hysterical frenzy. I was screaming, moaning, panting while he continued attacking my pussy with his brand of passion. Jasper was licking, touching, exploring my body. Our limbs were intertwined in a frantic mess desperately hanging on to each other as we reached our peak together.
"Bellaaaaa!"
Jasperrrrrr!"
I knocked out and fell asleep in what must have been thirty seconds flat. The last words I heard out of my mate's mouth were, "Sleep well, Bella. I love you."
The next afternoon...
Knock, knock, knock. Knock, knock, knock. What's that pounding sound? I got up and put a sheet around me to look for my mate. My head was doing funny things to me and so was my stomach. Oh Bella, Bella, Bella you overdid it again. I need some Advil and some Alka Seltzer pronto.
"Jasper, what are you doing sitting in the hot tub?" Knock, knock, knock. Knock, knock, knock. "I think someone's knocking on the door."
"I know." He said. "I think I drank too much last night. I didn't think it was possible for vampires to get hangovers, but clearly I was mistaken. Ugh!" Jasper groaned as he leaned his head back up against the tub. "What the hell are you smiling about?"
"Now you know how I feel. No drinks tonight." I said as I joined my mate in the tub.
Knock, knock, knock. Knock, knock, knock. "Come on guys! Open the door. It's almost three in the afternoon."
"Fuck off Captain." Jasper yelled.
"Aww...you guys are no fun. Just let me and Char in so we can try out that hitching post in your room. You can even watch us if you want. Hey, Bella, I can tie you to it and spank that pretty little ass of yours while I fuck you if you like."
That did it. Peter just overstepped his boundaries and Jasper was out of the tub in a flash. Damn, he looks good naked. He opened the door and grabbed Peter by the collar and shoved him up against the wall. "What the fuck did I tell you about talking about my mate like that?"
Peter instantly took a submissive pose. "Major, I was just joking. You know that I would never take advantage of your mate."
"Hi Bella."
"Hey Char, how was the Cave?" I asked. Hey, when the hell did she jump into the tub?
"Oh, it was good. I think Peter was in his glory. Tanya and I swapped partners. Let me tell you, you have no idea how good sex can be until you fuck an incubus. You should ask Rex sometime."
"Um...no thanks, I'm happy with Jasper. I think we do pretty well for ourselves." I winked at my mate.
"Oh, trust me. I've been with Jasper. He's nothing compared to Rex the Sex."
Jasper growled at Char just as the couple in question walked into our room. "Hey, what are you girls doing talking about my man?" Tanya asked smiling.
Again, when did she have time to strip down and hop into the tub? Her mate too? What the hell is this? Community bath time? He does look yummy though. Those abs are to die for. Damn!
Jasper hopped back into the tub and plopped me onto his lap. "Alright, what are our plans for tonight?"
"We thought we could go dancing." Tanya said. "We passed a club called Oasis when we were looking for Rose and Bella last night. It looked pretty good."
"I'm up for anything." I said as I yawned and snuggled into Jasper. By this time, Peter had joined us in the tub.
"Keep doing that to my pussy, Petey" Charlotte moaned.
That's it! Time to get out. Jasper, and I were out of the hot tub in a flash. He rushed me into the bedroom where we both got dressed. When we got out the four vampires were going at it like rabbits in the hot tub. "Just call maid service when you guys are done." Jasper yelled. "Make sure you leave them a big tip...and have them disinfect that tub!"
"Promise me that we'll never stay in one of these rooms with them Jasper." I pleaded.
"That's one promise I know I'll be able to keep." Jasper said. "Fucking horndogs!"
Later that evening...
Oasis was a pretty hip club in the middle of Provincetown. It was packed with people our age—some couples, some singles, everyone searching for a good time. Jasper and I immediately hit the dance floor as soon as we walked in. The others soon joined us.
"This place is pretty cool." Vicky commented. "Riley and I haven't been dancing in forever. How are you holding up there honey?"
"I'm fine." Riley groaned. Ever since his stay in the Dungeon with Vicky, my brother's been walking with a slight limp and refuses to sit down. I asked him what happened and he told me that he got into an accident. Must have been a bad one, I figured. Anyway, he and Vicky are trading rooms with Emmett and Rose tonight—Riley's request. Apparently, Arabian Nights is the ultimate romantic escape. Jasper said we could come back next month to try that room out. I kind of want to do the Jungle again though, I really miss my tree.
"Hey, sis, aren't those the bitches from Wet Willy's yesterday?" Rose asked.
"Yeah and they're with those assholes who were harassing me." I said.
The group stared right at me and Rose, but we ignored them and kept on dancing. About an hour later, the same officers from last night walked in—this time the four shitheads from last night were with them. "Alice Cullen and Amanda Cullen? You are both under arrest for disorderly conduct and for assault and battery. This incident occurred at approximately 8pm last night at Wet Willy's."
"Wait a minute. This guy Brad and his friend were the ones that were sexually harassing her in the first place." Rose said.
"Take them into custody too." The officer said as their girlfriends begged them to let their boyfriends go.
The Cop read us our Miranda rights, handcuffed us, and placed us into squad cars. Jasper and Emmett had worried expressions on their faces while the rest of the vampires gave menacing glares to the two bitches that had called the cops. I think one of them just peed her pants because I could smell the foul stench of urine in the air. They have no idea how lucky they are that my family are animal drinkers.
Rose and I were sitting in the back of the squad car. "Oh my God, Bella. This is so exciting." She whispered and giggled. "We're like hardened criminals now." I could only imagine Charlie's face now. He must be flipping out in heaven watching his daughter being handcuffed and led to jail.
Rose and I were booked, processed, and thrown into a cell together. "This is so much fun, Bella. I wish they had those orange jumpsuits for us to wear. It would make it seem more realistic."
"Rose, this is for real. We're in jail. We're gonna have criminal records and have to go to court and stuff." I said.
"No, we won't. Emmett will hack into the computer system and erase all evidence that we were ever arrested. It's pretty easy. We do it all the time. Jasper and Emmett are thrown into jail at least once every five years. Sometimes, they do it just for fun." Rose said. "Besides, Alice and Amanda Cullen were arrested. Worse comes to worse, we just have to photoshop our mugshots and superimpose pictures of Alice and Amanda over ours." Rose wagged her eyebrows at me.
Oh, yeah, payback's a bitch. I suddenly found myself smiling and by the time our mates bailed us out fifteen minutes later, I was on top of the world.
"Where did everyone else go?" Rose asked the guys.
"They're back at the hotel. They decided to call it an early night." Emmett replied.
"Well, the night's still young. What are we going to do?" Rose asked excitedly.
"We, my mate, are going back to the hotel and testing out every piece of equipment in the Dungeon. I want to strap you to that St. Andrew's Cross and play with you." Emmett said.
Rose smiled brilliantly and took Emmett's hand as they both started running back to the hotel.
"I don't mind calling it a night too, Jasper, but I need to grab a bite to eat. I haven't had dinner yet." I said. I needed energy for what I had planned tonight.
"Humans." Jasper chuckled. "Come on let's get you fed."
Forty-five minutes later, Jasper and I were back in our Wild West hotel room. "Jasper?" He looked up to acknowledge me. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course I do. Why?" He asked. Time to work my courage up.
"I'll be right back." I said and ran into the bathroom and changed. I walked out in the nude except for a cowboy hat and cowboy boots. Jasper was in front of me in a second and started purring.
"Take your clothes off." I ordered.
"Yes, ma'am." My mate was stripped down to nothing in less than thirty seconds. I reached into my overnight bag and grabbed a bandana and blindfolded him with it. I led my mate to the hitching post and tied his arms to it with the ropes that were dangling from it. "Uh...Bella?"
"Quiet. I didn't give you permission to open your mouth." I snapped the riding crop that I borrowed from Tanya on his thigh.
"Yeah, listen to your mate dude!" I heard Garrett yell from the room next door.
"Go Bella!" Katie yelled. "Remember to stay in control."
"Uh...Bella, are you sure you don't need me to come down and make sure his restraints are tied tight enough?" Char called out.
"Bella—don't be too hard on Jasper with that riding crop. It can be really painful!" Riley yelled.
"Hey Bella, you might want to swat him five times in a row—it'll increase his arousal more." An unknown voice chimed in.
"Who the fuck are you?" Jasper and I both yelled simultaneously.
"I'm Josie. I'm next door in Biker Heaven. Uh...I thought Bella told you to stay quiet? Do you need me to come over and flog you?" Josie yelled.
"Um, no ma'am, I'll be listening to my girlfriend from this point on." Jasper answered back.
"Hey, Josie! My name's Char. Why don't you bring that little flogger of yours and come on over to The Cave—my Peter's sprawled out on a rock waitin' for ya." Sweet Jesus. Does Char have any boundaries whatsoever.
"I'm coming now. Do you need me to bring a collar and a plug for him too?" Josie asked. Huh! I believe Char just met her match in Josie.
"Sure why not. Bring whatever you want." Char said. "We're open for anything."
Great. I'm not so sure I want to have sex anymore. It pisses me off when I get interrupted. The vamps and Josie just about killed my drive. Time to focus.
Jasper was laid out flat on his back with his eyes tied to the hitching post above his head. His cock was standing at attention beckoning me to come and give it some love. Stay in control, Bella. Not yet.
I straddled Jasper making sure that his cock wasn't touching me and gave him a lingering kiss on the lips. "Bella..." He moaned.
"I told you not to speak!" Whack! I snapped the riding crop on his thigh. God, I feel so guilty doing that.
I kissed Jasper one more time and slid the riding crop from his neck, down his chest, all the way to his feet. I then ran my tongue down his body stopping at the point where his abs came to a V. I lingered there a bit, kissing his cold, marble skin, then worked my tongue back up his chest kissing him once again on the lips.
"Bella please?" Jasper begged. Damn it. I really don't see the point in spanking him with the riding crop. I don't care what the rest of the women say. I feel so weird doing this.
"Please what, Jasper?" I asked, dropping the riding crop.
"Babe, I need my cock inside ya."
Fuck it. I'm a terrible dominatrix. Come to think of it, I'd make an awful submissive too. I'm really not into pain and I don't take orders well. Oh well.
"Bella?"
"What Jasper?" I asked as I positioned myself astride and sank down on Jasper's cock. I bounced up and down while thinking. Wonderful, I'm not really into it anymore. All this contemplation about mild bondage plus the knowledge that everyone else is listening in has made all of my previous horniness go poof! Should I tell Jasper that I don't want to do it anymore? No, I can't do that. I put on a big show and even tied him up and blindfolded him. The least I could do is give him a courtesy fuck. I could always fake an orgasm. I used to do it all the time with Blake and Tommy. The question is, can I fake an orgasm with an empath? Hmm...now that's a challenge. Time to put those acting skills to work.
"Oh Jasper. You feel like heaven inside of me. Yes...oh...oh..."
"Bella, baby. Right there. Keep doing what you're doing. Fuck, baby. Just like that baby."
It's working. Good. I really need him to hurry because I think my hangover's back.
"Jasper, you're so big! You feel so good. Oh god...oh god...oh...Jasper."
Come on, hurry up Jasper. My thighs are beginning to hurt.
"Bella...Bella...almost there...Bella!"
"Oh Jasper, I think I'm gonna cum, baby. Oh...ahhhh...Jasper...please!" Reverse psychology, now I'm begging him—maybe this will make him finish faster. Men like to feel as if they're in control even when they're not. "Jasper please!" Maybe humming the theme song to Jeopardy will help. It is 33 seconds long.
"Bella, baby, just a little faster. Oh fuck. Holy shit. I'm there baby. I'm cu...ahhhhh...Bellaaaaaa!"
Now for the icing on the cake. "Jasperrrrrr!" I screamed as I did Kegel exercises in rapid successions on his cock mimicking an orgasm. Thank goodness for yoga.
"Oh, Jasper you make me feel so good." I panted as I removed his blindfold and untied him.
"Bella, that was fucking intense. I felt you cumming hard, baby."
"It was all you, baby." I said, stroking his ego a little more.
So, it's true then. All males, once aroused enough are on a zero to sixty drive towards their own orgasm. All their brain cells suddenly go straight to their penises and they can't do anything, but work towards cumming. This theory even includes empathic vampire mates that are supposedly tuned in to everyone.
"Yeah, I do make you feel good, don't I, baby?"
"Yes, you do, Jasper. All the time." I giggled.
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