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This chapter contains the prom, lust, more lust, clinical lust, and uh...lust.
This story is AU/OOC.
All characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. No copyright infringement intended.
Mature readers 18+ only please.
Charlotte's POV
"We need to talk Char." Peter said, seriously. We were in the middle of the forest hunting.
"Oh, Pete, I already apologized to you about our arrest, what more is there for us to talk about? Why are you being so serious all of a sudden? I was completely serious when I said that we needed some time apart—I can't handle you when you're being broody and straight-laced." Seriously, Pete was being a complete boob.
"Char, I love you. You know I do. I love you with every fiber of my being, but you've been wanting a separation and at this point, I'm gonna give you what you want. I'm hunting here with you today to tell you that I'll be moving into an apartment in Cambridge and to request just one thing."
What? He's really leaving me. Well, that's a surprise. I was only kidding when I said I wanted a separation. I really didn't think he'd take me seriously. I need to get a grip. I wonder what his request is—maybe he wants me to move in with him. "What's that Peter?"
"Would you go to the prom as my date tomorrow? I don't want to disappoint my daughter—it's her first prom and probably the only one with the whole family."
I had venom tears brimming my eyes. Of course, he'd want Amanda to be happy. He truly felt as if she were his daughter. Truth be told, I couldn't disappoint her either. "Of course, Peter. When will you be moving out?"
"Sunday." He said.
"Sunday, it is then." I tried to keep myself as composed as possible. "Um, I'm gonna finish hunting on my own, Peter."
"Fine, I'll see you." He said, then ran off towards the house.
I ran and ran and when I was far away enough I screamed, "Oh, God! What am I going to do?"
I kept running. I ran until I found myself in front of a small house on Francis Street and pounded on the door. Jasper answered the door and I collapsed into his arms. I was a mess.
Jasper picked me up, shut the door, and carried me to the sofa in his strong arms. I just sobbed into his chest. It was a place where I found comfort. Jasper was there for me always—in ways that Peter was not. Jasper was my advice giver, my rock whereas Peter was my mate that provided more physical comfort than mental and emotional security. There was something wrong with that picture. I knew that.
I looked up into Jasper's golden eyes and cried. "He's leaving me. He said he's getting his own place in Cambridge—without me."
"I thought you wanted a separation, Char. At least, that's the impression that Pete gave me when I talked to him yesterday." He said.
"I did...I mean, I said that I did, but I really didn't. I was just threatening him. He was being such a boob about things. I never dreamt that he'd take me seriously."
"Char, Pete only wants you to be happy. You've threatened him with separation before. He was bound to take you seriously and believe that's what you wanted eventually. You can't keep playing mind games with him." Jasper said.
I knew that, but the games were part of who Pete and I were. It was wrong though. I understood that. "I just can't understand why he was so pissy this week. I apologized so many times for the arrest, but he still insisted on these ridiculous rules."
"Are you fucking serious, Char?" Bella stood in front of me with her hands on her hips looking like a scary vampire. She could give Rose or, hell, Vicky, a run for their money with that look. "You need to pull your head out of your ass. Peter's pissed because what you and Tanya did was beyond ridiculous. You don't go and film yourself having sex in a public place after committing a felony. What you did was so wrong. You needed the assistance of nine vampires to get you out of the mess you were in and I still haven't heard an apology out of your sorry ass."
"You don't have to be a bitch about things, Bella! I'm feeling pretty bad here. My mate's leaving me." I said.
"Gee, maybe he's tired of you trying to manipulate him to get your way." Bella snapped back. "Exactly, what rules did Peter lay down that has you in a tizzy, Char?"
"He wants me to call when I go somewhere and tell him where I am. He also wants me to check in with him every four hours when I do go out. Oh, and he would prefer it if we kept sleeping with other couples to just Rex and Tanya and twice a week at that."
"That's it?" Bella and Jasper both asked shocked.
"Uh, he's acting like a jailer." I replied.
"I'm sorry, Char. Calling and telling your mate where you are and checking in with him seem pretty reasonable to me. As for the sleeping with other couples, Bella and I don't play that game so we won't make any judgments." Jasper had an exasperated expression on his face.
"Guys, it shows that my mate doesn't trust me!" I yelled.
"Char! You do realize that Jasper and I check in with each other every few hours unless one of us is away on a trip like when he was in Pennsylvania. Then, we try to give each other freedom. As for calling to tell him where you are, that's just common sense." Bella said. "As for Pete not trusting you, can you really blame him? I sure as hell don't trust you. I can't see who would after the shit you and Tanya pulled."
I hated the fact that Bella was being brutally honest. It hurt, but she wasn't sugarcoating anything for me. Maybe, I needed her in your face attitude. I gazed into Bella's eyes, they weren't cold, they were warm and showed all the love she had for me. I jumped out of Jasper's arms and into Bella's. "I'm so sorry, Bella. I'm so sorry about all the trouble I caused. I was wrong and I knew it then. I don't ever want to lose you as a friend, a sister. I'll work hard to earn your trust back, I promise."
"I know you will, Char, but I think you need to work on regaining your mate's trust too. You literally drove him away. Jasper and I can only do so much. You brought this onto yourself and you're gonna have to dig yourself out of this mess. You'll never lose me, I'll always be here for you—so will Jasper." She reassured.
"Oh God!" I cried, plopping down on the sofa with a thud that literally broke one side of it—now it was sitting at a strange, lopsided angle. "My mate's leaving me on Sunday. What am I going to do? I've never been without him."
"What exactly did he say to you, Char?" Jasper asked. So, I told him. I told him how his only request was that I attend the prom with him to which I replied yes.
"Okay, so you have the prom tomorrow night. Are you ready for it?" Bella asked.
"No." I whimpered.
"So, get ready for it. Go to the prom with Peter and show your enthusiasm for both him and the prom. Don't hang all over Rex. Hang all over Peter." Jasper suggested. "Frankly, I get completely turned on whenever Bella hangs all over me."
"I'll have to remember that." Bella winked.
"Okay, I'll start with the prom." I said. "Will you come dress shopping with me, Bella? I need to look hot and sexy."
"Why don't you go for looking elegant this time. Sometimes, the less you do—the sexier you look." Jasper suggested. "We'll both go dress shopping with you. We were heading out in a little while anyway. We just have to finish folding the laundry and wake Edward up."
"Edward's here? What's the matter with him? Why do you have to wake him up?" I asked.
"Oh, he went a little nuts with the 151 last night when he and Bella went clubbing." Jasper said.
Bella brought the laundry out. "Feel free to help fold, Char."
I actually missed doing laundry. Esme did most of it and in some ways, I kind of missed running my own household. "Um, do you guys have a thing with doing your laundry separately? Jasper's clothes are the only ones in here."
"Oh, Jasper's on a mission to get me to go shopping so he's been ripping all of my clothes off of me." Bella sighed. "He knows not to rip any of my souvenir t-shirts or my Elvis pajamas though."
Gee, I thought Pete and I were weird, but this couple was strange. What kind of a husband intentionally shreds all of his wife's clothes so she'd go shopping? Maybe Alice really did rub off on the Major a little.
"Alright, let's go wake Eddie boy up." Jasper got up off of the broken sofa and made his way up the stairs. I took a peek around the house as we made our way around the second floor.
"That jacuzzi looks just like the one in Provincetown." I commented. "Is that a round bed in your room?"
"Uh, yeah, it rotates too." Jasper said.
"They have one like that in the Hugh Hefner Skyline Villas in Las Vegas." I said. "I stayed there with Pete and Tanya last year."
"Oh, really?" Jasper smirked. I noticed that he and Bella exchanged knowing looks. There was another round bed in the guest room that Edward was knocked out in.
"You have two round beds?" I asked.
"That one doesn't rotate—it's for when we're feeling less kinky." Bella stated.
"Okay, here we go." Jasper inhaled a deep breath, then slowly released his hold on Edward while exhaling. Edward stirred awake.
"What happened?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.
"You had quite a night, Edward." Bella said. He lifted the sheet and took a look.
"I'm naked!" He gasped. "Oh God! Did we? Did you and I? Did...did...oh God...Jasper's gonna kill me!"
Jasper, Bella, and I started chuckling. "Trust me, Eddie." I said. "If you had gone to bed with Bella, you would have remembered it. I don't care how drunk you are, a session with Bella is something you'll never forget."
"Thank you, I think." Bella said. "Edward, you were drunk as a skunk last night so I brought you home and Jasper knocked you out so you could get some rest."
"Why am I naked, then?" Edward questioned.
"Well, you ripped your clothes off and declared that you were taking a dip in the jacuzzi." Jasper explained.
"Oh, yeah, now I remember. I wanted to masturbate. Hey, you never gave me any nudie magazines. Peter always gives me some." Eddie complained.
"That's cause I don't have any, Edward." Jasper replied.
"What?" Edward and I both gasped simultaneously.
What kind of a deranged guy is this. No nudie magazines. Even I like masturbating to them. "Not even one?" I asked.
"Nope, cross my heart." Jasper reiterated.
"Why?" I asked.
"I don't need any. I have an imaginative brain. Besides, I've got my wife." Jasper pulled Bella close to him and kissed her.
Bella handed Edward some clothes. "Get dressed. We're going to the mall with Char. Hey, maybe you can come with us and help her pick out a prom dress."
"Okay, sure." Edward said as he got dressed under the covers. He's so innocent it's adorable.
Two hours later, we were walking around a mall and searching for a prom dress for me. "Ooh! Look! I love that one!" I pointed to a beautiful midnight blue, skin tight dress with cut out sides and rushed into the store to take a look at it. "Bella! It even comes with a matching thong!"
"Charlotte, Frederick's of Hollywood is not an appropriate store to buy a prom dress. Don't you think, Jasper? Jasper? Jasper!" Bella yelled.
"Hey, Bella, I think you'd look sexy in this set here." Jasper was holding up some kind of a sheer red baby doll with crotchless panties. "Look! It's on clearance too! You like clearance."
"No, Jasper. Not until you finish ripping the clothes you bought in Vegas off of me." Bella said firmly.
"Yeah, but, babe you stay naked in between sex sessions. That's just one outfit a day. How about you redress after each orgasm then I can shred through your clothes faster.
Bella simply narrowed her eyes at her mate.
I noticed the salesgirl watching their banter in abject horror. "Fine." Jasper said, then he slyly handed me the baby doll to me along with a hundred bucks. "Put that back for me, will ya, sug?" He winked.
I grabbed a matching set for myself. "My fee." I whispered, holding it up to him.
"By all means." He said as he left the store to catch up to his mate. I noticed him removing Bella's hand from Edward's and putting it into his own. Jealous fucker.
I paid for the two baby doll sets and left the store. I quickly caught up to the group. We went to the formal dress section at a department store. "Bella, these cover up too much. I liked that other dress better, the sides were cutout and the back dipped down really low."
"Uh, yeah, Char, evening gowns usually don't come with a matching thong." Bella informed me.
"Really? I didn't know that." I said, seriously. "What do they come with? A matching bra? A garter?"
"No, you have to provide those on your own." Bella said.
"No freebies? Well, that's a total rip off!" I was completely outraged.
"Try these on." Bella handed me two dresses. I walked into the dressing room and took my clothes off so I could try them on.
While I was in there, Jasper passed me two more over the door. "I think you'll look nicer in these."
Damn it, I can't reach the zipper. "Hey, Bella, can you help me with this dress?" No response. "Bella? Jasper, I need Bella." That's odd, I can smell them both near me. "Edward?"
"Yeah, Char?"
"Can you help me with this zipper here?"
"Sure." Edward came into the dressing room and zipped the dress up for me. "Wow! You look really beautiful in that dress, Char."
I could sense the honesty in his statement and decided to go with the dress. "Thanks, Edward. Where are Bella and Jasper. I smell them, but...oh, sweet Jesus, he's projecting."
I wanted to rip Edward's clothes off and ride him, but I had to preserve his virginity. I did have some morals, after all.
"Oh God!" Edward moaned and sat on the bench in the fitting room. He was panting. I sat across from him on a chair in the corner, too afraid that I'd rape him if I moved any closer to him.
I was moaning and my breathing was getting more erratic. I was going to kill Jasper. Where the hell were they and how come I couldn't hear them? My pussy was drenched, my nipples were as hard as steel. I could smell my arousal in the air and so could poor Edward. His eyes were pitch black, but the little trooper was trying his best to not attack me.
I could see him struggling. This wasn't the type of lust people could resist. Edward and I were both clutching onto our respective seats—hanging on for dear life. "Edward, what are we going to do?" I asked.
"K...kill...them...both. Char, I'm not gonna make it. I have to c...u...m...B...b...ah!"
At the same time I was screaming, "Peterrrr!" At the top of my lungs.
"Jasper, you fucker, you were projecting again!" I heard Bella chastising her mate. "You made Char and Edward cum!"
"Uh, can one of you go and get me a paper towel. Edward's jizz landed all over my face." I said.
The two sex addicts opened the door and peered into my dressing room. They looked at Edward who was staring angrily at them from his bench, then across at me and my cum covered face. Jasper graciously removed the shirt he was wearing and handed it to me so I could wipe my face off.
"Honestly, couldn't you two wait until you got back home?" I asked. "You do realize that this is a public place, don't you? What if someone caught you or this kind of thing got out to the Volturi?"
"Learned your lesson, huh?" Jasper asked me. Oh, boy, he did have a point. My behavior last weekend was much, much worse than this. No wonder everyone including Pete was pissed off at me. "We weren't having sex. I was just projecting my lust to try and teach you a lesson. Edward just got caught in the crossfire. Sorry about that."
"It's okay." Edward said, standing up, then punching Jasper in the face twice. "That's for me and Char."
"I deserved that." Jasper said. "But, Edward, if we ever had a contest on who has the furthest flying jizz, I think you'd win. You hit Char's face from clear across the dressing room—that's impressive man. Oh and Char, I like that dress on ya."
Edward left the dressing room, I quickly removed the pretty blue dress I was wearing. I took a whiff of it. Good, it only smelled like my arousal. The scent would turn Peter on. I decided to buy it when I realized that I had no purse. It was still at home in New Hampshire.
"Oh, Jasper!" I called. "I don't have my purse on me."
He smiled, grabbed the dress from me, and brought it to the register. "I got it, sug."
The next day...
Jasper's POV
"Riley, you need to move that streamer a quarter of an inch to the right." Vicky directed.
"That's it, that's it! I swear to God, Vicky, you can be fucking OCD sometimes. No one gives a flying fuck whether or not the streamers are precisely aligned on the ceiling! This is a motherfucking prom—normally put on by high school kids who, I can assure you, don't line their streamers up perfectly."
"I just want the prom to be perfect for Amanda!" Victoria sobbed. Great, my female second-in-command was a blithering mess while my male second-in-command, Peter, was wallowing in his own self pity.
"Riley, go talk to your mate. I got the streamers, bro." I took over for Riley and started taping the streamers. I got clear across to the other side of the room when I noticed a nail hanging out from one of the windows. I could pull that out. I reached into my handy dandy tool belt, grabbed my shiny new hammer, and yanked the nail out. Oh, shit! The hammer just went through the window.
"I got this guys. Easy fix." I said as I grabbed my tape measure and measured the window. Fuck! How'd I do that? Now the tape measure is laying outside next to the hammer.
I noticed everyone chatting with Bella. "Jasper, can we go for a quick hunt?" She asked me.
"No, babe, I really want to get this window fixed before the prom. I have to run to Home Depot for supplies. Maybe Rose can go with you." I said.
"Jasper," Bella kissed my neck. "I really, really want to hunt. I need to hunt and I want you to be the one to take me."
"Baby, if I don't get this window fixed the whole prom will be ruined."
"Jasper!" Vicky came downstairs with my tux. She was back to her normal no-nonsense self, thank God. "I need you to try this tux on right now before you go to Home Depot so I can do the alterations while you're there. Go help him Bella."
I went to Vicky's sewing room to try on the tux. As soon as I tried it on, I could smell my wife's arousal. "I want you, Jasper."
She ripped her own clothes off and was now clad simply in a black thong. Fuck me. My dick's twitching and I've gotta fix that window. I...holy shit...she's caressing her own titties...she's...oh, yeah...that's right...slide that thong off slowly...beautiful...that's right, bend over and grab those ankles...show me that gorgeous ass of yours...and...oh...yeah, baby...play with that pretty little pussy of yours...fuck it, I'll get to that window tomorrow, we can throw a curtain over it...my mate needs servicing.
Bella was sitting on the carpeted floor with her legs spread wide for me. She was fondling her breasts with her left hand and running her fingers up and down her slit with her right. She slowly inserted one finger into her folds, then added a second. She moaned as she gently finger fucked herself.
"Take your tux off, Jasper—slowly." She whispered as she eyed my body up and down.
"Yes, ma'am." I said and slowly removed the jacket, then went to work on the buttons of my shirt.
Bella crawled to my side on her hands and knees and ran her fingers up my legs, undoing my pants. I was completely ready for her full lips as she took me into her mouth. "Close your eyes, Jasper. Just feel what I'm doing." I did as she asked. I felt her running her tongue from the shaft to the tip in one fluid stroke up my tongue before taking in my whole length again. She repeated the motion again and again until I pumped my seed straight down her throat.
With the amount of lust we were both feeling, my cock didn't even have time to go down. "Get on your hands and knees, my mate." I ordered. I spanked her plump ass a few time until she was moaning then entered her from behind, anchoring myself using her long, wavy hair.
"Oh God, Jasper!" She gasped as I thrust myself inside her over and over again. God damn—she was dripping wet. In and out—I pounded into her pussy, over and over again, until I felt her walls clench down tight on my cock. "Aaaahhhh!" She screamed as I pumped my seed into her and bit down hard into her neck.
I pulled my mate onto my lap and immediately started caring for her wound with my tongue. She was shivering in both pleasure and pain and I wrapped my arms around her so she could come down off of her high.
Around the house, I could hear various voices crying out in ecstasy.
"Jasper, you fucker, you were projecting again!" Laurent hollered.
"Thank you!" I heard Irina and a whole bunch of others calling down.
"Mike, did you cum all over that new window?" Vicky yelled. "Clean that shit up."
"Hey! It's not my fault. I didn't know I was gonna get hot and bothered while replacing the window. What the hell was that? I don't normally jizz in public like that!" Mike complained.
Peter started explaining to Mike, "Oh that was just..."
"Jaaassssppppeeeerrrr!" Alice's high pitched squeal could be heard, then the sound of a Rabbit turning off.
"There's just all kinds of wrong with that last one." Bella chuckled.
"No shit. How's your mark, baby?" I asked.
"It hurts. Can you run your tongue over it a few more times?" She requested.
I took a look at it and the wound was deeper than my usual. I bathed it with my tongue for about five minutes and threw a ton of lethargy at Bella so she could rest a bit. I carried her to our room and drew the bath. When it was full, I picked my mate up and hopped inside. I washed her hair and body gently, then slowly brought her back sending her peace, joy, and gratitude.
"I think I needed that little nap. Thanks, baby." She said. I kissed her lips tenderly in response. "I really don't want to leave your arms, but I suppose we have to finish setting up for the prom."
"I know. Come on." I got out, wrapped a towel around myself and held one out for her. We quickly got dressed and ran downstairs to help. The scene in the ballroom was a madhouse. Everyone looked disheveled, but completely sated.
"Project much, asshole!" Riley greeted me with a swift punch to the face.
"Thank God, you two live in Cambridge. I feel bad for your neighbors, though." Peter said.
"I kind of enjoyed it." Emmett said, pulling Rose into the room with him.
"Alright, back to work everyone." Vicky said. I noticed her rubbing a fresh mark on her neck.
Actually, I noticed Laurent and Rose doing the same thing. I must have gone nuts with the projection.
Six hours later...
The men were all waiting in the foyer for the women to come downstairs. Rex had set a camera up so that we could all have photos. One by one, the women came down to greet their mates. They were all beautiful, but I only had eyes for my Bella. She was a vision in a pure white silk chiffon gown with silver embroidery detailing at the strapless bust line. Damn it. I should have scented her more.
Amanda came down last in an adorable pink prom dress handsewn by Victoria. Bella took her shopping last week and she couldn't find the gown that was featured in Seventeen Magazine. That's when Vicky stepped in and offered to sew one for her. Amanda was absolutely tickled and she was even able to pick the shade of pink she wanted at the fabric store. I thought it was hilarious how Lethal Victoria had such girly talents like sewing, knitting, and jewelry making. Bella and I had enough hats, scarves, and mittens to last us a lifetime courtesy of Vicky's knitting needles.
We were all having a great time. This was the first prom where we could actually be ourselves. Emmett spiked one of the hot beverage dispensers filled with blood with Jack Daniels. We told him he didn't need to spike anything because we were actually serving liquor at this prom. He did it anyway—saying it was tradition.
I was dancing to some Lady Gaga song with my wife. "Bella. We're taking a couple of those blood dispensers home. That's like the best idea ever. Hot blood on tap." I commented.
"Yeah, but how long is blood good for after it's heated?" Bella asked.
"Hmm...I don't know. We'll have to ask Carlisle." I said.
"Jasper, thank you for the earrings." Bella said. "You're spoiling me, you know?"
"I know." I winked. I had gotten Bella earrings to match her wedding ring. This time, I was smart. I purchased them at Harry Winston, but I threw them in a plain cardboard jewelry box from Walmart. She accepted them graciously without any complaint. Yep, I was learning how to get my way with my wife without her even knowing. Now I just have to work on shredding more of her clothes.
The music switched to a slow song and I pulled my wife into my arms. "You look beautiful tonight, baby." I said.
"You do, as well." Bella replied.
"I'm glad you surprised me with the dress, Bella. You were breathtaking walking down the staircase."
"You know I'd be blushing if I were human. By the way, those cowboy boots of yours are turning me on, Jasper." She whispered in my ear.
"Hey, stop hogging the most beautiful girl in the room to yourself, fucker." Rex grabbed Bella and handed Tanya off to me.
"I hope you don't mind Jasper. I wanted to talk to you." Tanya said.
"About what, darlin'?"
"I wanted to thank you for your help last weekend and apologize for my atrocious behavior. It was unacceptable in every way, shape, and form. I'm mortified, looking back on my behavior and the indifference I showed afterwards. I truly am sorry, Jasper."
I could feel her remorse and her honesty. "Thanks, T. I'm always here for you, but you already knew that."
"Yes, I know, Jasper. Last weekend was a new low for me. I'm open sexually, but I've never been that sexually promiscuous in public before. Well, except for this one time in a parking lot in Las Vegas, but that's Vegas—that kind of behavior is acceptable to an extent there.
Bella eyed me with a malicious grin. Ammo, baby, ammo. Yep, we know exactly what you, Char, and Pete were up to. Dual fellatio behind a dumpster at the Forum Shops parking lot and you couldn't even stop for poor Claude.
"We all do stupid things sometimes, T. The important thing is to learn from your mistakes." I advised.
Tanya snuggled up into my chest as we continued dancing. I sent her some appreciation so she knew that her apology was well received by me.
I saw Alice sitting in the corner alone so I decided to make polite conversation with her. "That's a pretty dress Alice." I said.
"Thank you, Jasper, it's vintage Dior. It's from the prom we went to in 1956." Alice stated. "I wish I could have gotten a new dress. Bella's dress is really beautiful—you did well picking it for her."
"I didn't pick it. She chose it on her own."
"Well, she did well. That's a Lanvin gown—they go for eleven thousand dollars."
"She spent money?" I asked happily. Alice nodded to me. I was so happy that I kissed her on the lips and asked her to dance. Well, I had to do my happy dance, my wife spent money.
The prom continued on. Emmett and I soon became bored so we started mixing different types of blood in our cups to see what we could come up with.
"Moose and mountain lion go pretty well together." I commented. "Here, try some."
Em took the cup and saucer from me. "Bro, this rocks! Hey, if we could get a moose and a mountain lion to breed, will their blood taste like this?"
"I don't know if it's possible for a moose and a mountain lion to breed." I stated.
"Guys, try this. It's deer, coyote, and black bear. It tastes like fried chicken." Mike said.
"Holy shit! You're right." I said and handed Mike my cup. "Make me another one."
"Alright, it's 20% deer, 25% coyote, and 55% black bear. Dinner is served." Mike gave me my cup.
"What's this I hear about fried chicken?" Rex asked.
Mike handed him a cup of his concoction. "Try this."
"This is like Kentucky Fried Chicken—now all we have to do is come up with mashed potatoes and gravy." Rex said. The four of us looked at each other, then grabbed all the beverage dispensers filled with blood and ran to the kitchen.
"Get measuring cups!" Mike ordered.
"Check!" I said.
"Notebook and paper?"
"Check!" Rex said.
"Mixing bowls and spoons?"
"Got 'em!" Emmett called out.
About a half an hour later, Bella came looking for us. "What are you guys doing?"
"Here, try this!" Mike shoved a cup of his fried chicken in Bella's face.
She took a sip. "Yummy—do we have any mashed potatoes and gravy?"
"That's what we're trying to come up with, babe. So far, we have what Mike and Rex are calling potato chips. They're very good." I said.
"I keep forgetting how old you are, Jasper. Potato chips probably weren't widely available until food became mass produced after the Industrial Revolution." Bella said.
"I swear, Bella, you're such a nerd. Only you would bring history into the potato chip." Mike commented.
"Hey, I can't help it. My husband's an old fogey."
"He's a cradle robber—that's what he is." Mike joked.
"So, if we have potato chips, then we're getting close to the mashed potatoes. We need less salt content and a little more of that butter and cream taste." Bella sat there analyzing the blood like some sort of mad scientist. Damn—she looked sexy. I wonder if she'd let me pour some blood on her and lick it off of her? It would make her nipples taste extra good.
"Bro, you're projecting again, my dick's getting hard and I'm just standing here mixing blood." Emmett said.
"Bella, try wild boar. I always thought it tasted a little like bacon so we could use it as a base for the gravy." Rex suggested. "By the way, your tits look perky in that dress. Jasper projecting isn't helping me, I feel like licking them."
"What are you talking about, man. Her tits have always looked perky. You should have seen her in gym class during high school. Once, she forgot to wear a bra so her boobs were bouncing up and down during volleyball. I'm not kidding you." Mike reminisced at the expense of my wife's tits and I was getting pretty pissed off.
"Oh, I remember that day. My bra strap snapped during first period so I had to take my bra off and chuck it. Hey, you didn't pick me for your volleyball team that day!" Bella complained. Oh, yeah, I could just picture her taking her bra off. If Malice hadn't hidden the fact that we were mates, I would have taken that bra off for her and maybe squeezed her tits a bit.
"Duh! The view was better from the other side. I wasn't an idiot, you know." Mike stated. "You made me and all the guys at Forks High happy that day." Pretty intelligent, Mr. Newton. I probably would have done the same thing.
"Glad I could brighten your day." Bella chuckled.
"What the fuck is this?" Rosalie came out with Victoria in tow. They looked pissed off.
"Everyone is looking for the blood. What the hell are you guys doing? Are you playing with the blood?" Vicky chastised us as if we were little kids playing in the kitchen. She had her hands on her hips and she looked feral. All we had to do was give her a wooden spoon and she'd remind me of my mama whenever I had my hand in the cookie jar.
"We were experimenting." Rex said. "We were seeing what flavors we could come up with by mixing different types of blood."
"During the prom?" Victoria asked. We all looked down at our toes, shamefully. "Refill those dispensers and get back to the prom! You don't want to piss me off."
"Yes, Medusa." Mike said. Vicky narrowed her eyes at him using one of her lethal glares before stalking back to the prom.
"I hope she doesn't use that expression in her classroom. All the kids would be pissing their pants." Rex cringed.
"Try being raised by her for five years." Bella said. "She was sweet and motherly, but if you crossed the line she became evil, vampire mama. I forgot to call home once to say I was going to a party at Tommy's frat house. Anyway, one thing led to another, I was drunk, so I decided to spend the night. Well, Vicky sniffed me out and entered his room through a window and proceeded to lecture me and Tommy about the perils of drinking and premarital sex. Fortunately, Tommy passed out. Vicky then grabbed me, threw me on her back, jumped out of the window, and ran me home at vampire speed—I was stark naked. Then, she threw me into a cold shower and made me sit there for a half an hour until I was literally blue. Riley had to explain to her that what I did was pretty normal for a college kid while Irina warmed me up under an electric blanket. I ended up getting the flu after that."
"Geez Bella, at least I got to live on campus away from my family during college. You really had it bad, didn't you? I mean, drunk sex after a frat party is a rite of passage." Mike said. "You know, I heard that Riley once had sex with three women at once after a keg party at our frat house?"
"I did." Riley wagged his eyebrows. "It wasn't at our house, though, it was at the Tri Delta sorority house. I thought you guys might need help bringing back the blood."
We were back at the prom, dancing with our mates in no time. Edward and Amanda hadn't left each other's sides. Peter cut in and took Bella from me. I saw Char looking forlorn at the other side of the room. I'd been observing them all night and while Pete danced a couple of songs with Char, for the most part, he stayed away from her. I couldn't blame him. His feelings were hurt by her continued threats to separate.
The guys and I surrounded the liquor table and we started pounding back a few bottles. Edward stayed with Amanda the whole time and kept dancing. Some of the girls were dancing together in groups.
"This prom thing is for the birds." Riley whispered. "Next time the parents are out of town, we're having the fucking toga party to end all toga parties. Mike and I will put it together."
"Hell, yeah." Mike high-fived his frat brother. "Maybe we should send the parents on a long weekend away."
"That's actually a really good idea." Garrett said. "I'd like to see what a toga party is all about."
"Heavy drinking, dancing, and drunk sex. If we were human, we'd be getting stoned too." Rex said.
We were good and drunk by the time Vicky announced, an hour later, that it was time to crown the prom king and queen. She called up Edward and Amanda—threw homemade crowns on their heads, let them have their dance, and the prom was over.
"Are you guys drunk?" Vicky asked.
"Just a little." Riley slurred. "Can I have you reverse cowgirl, it makes your ass look glorious?"
We could all smell Vicky's arousal so we knew she was turned on by her drunk husband. She grabbed his hand and the two disappeared upstairs.
"Where the fuck are Bells and Rose?" Emmett asked.
"Hell if I know, those two are always taking off somewhere. They're probably just talking—it's already two am so they couldn't have gone anywhere." I said.
"Let's go look for them man, I'm drunk and I'm horny." Emmett was always straightforward with what he wanted.
We searched around the entire house, but they weren't anywhere to be found. We started to get a little worried so we searched outside. Suddenly, we smelled something weird and heard giggling. We followed the noise to the roof—Rose and Bella were sitting on top, drunk to the core, with a mostly empty case of Patron and some strange contraption with hoses coming from it. They both started smoking from the hoses.
"Are you two doing drugs now? Is that marijuana?" Emmett asked, angrily. Frankly, I was pissed off too.
"Oh, pipe down, you two! Why the hell would Bella and I need to do drugs? We're fucking vampires, it wouldn't affect us anyway." Rose chastised.
"This is a..." Bella started, but she was interrupted by Rex.
"A hookah! Hot damn, slide over baby and let me have some." Our resident incubus planted himself in between Rose and Bella.
"What the fuck is a hookah?" I asked.
"It's a water pipe, you smoke flavored tobacco through it. The tobacco is filtered through charcoal—it's really fun." Bella explained, then patted the spot next to her. "Come try it."
I went over, grabbed a pipe and gave it a whirl. Huh, not bad. "Where did you girls find out about this?"
"Oh, I used to go to this hookah bar in Charlestown with my human friends during college." My wife answered.
"Tangierino's?" Rex looked pointedly at my wife.
"Yeah, did you go there too?" Bella asked.
"Every Tuesday night. Half price mixed drinks and appetizers!" Rex announced.
"That's when my friends and I used to go. Hey, you got up and danced alongside the belly dancers once. I remember you. Kelly and I invited you to a party that Saturday, but you never showed." Bella admitted.
"That's cause I worked on Saturday nights, sweetie." Rex winked.
"Did I hear 'belly dancers'?" Garrett joined our group, so did Katie, Tanya, and Mike.
"Yep, they have belly dancers there every night of the week." Rex informed us.
"We are so going." Laurent said. Irina glared at him. "I'm just interested in analyzing their dancing techniques honey. No need to feel threatened."
"I do not feel threatened." Irina seethed.
"Irina, we should totally go. These ladies are the real thing. Where do you think I got most of the extra moves for our Wednesday night belly dancing class at the Y?" Bella said.
"Why you little brat! You've been holding out on me and Vicky! Here we thought you were really good at belly dancing." Irina rebuked.
"Well, I needed the advantage, I was human and you two were vampires. I'm not a professional dancer like the Major here." Bella patted Rex's thigh. Damn it—I really hate that nickname for Rex. I'm the only Major here. When the fuck is everyone gonna get that through their thick skulls.
"All I know is that I'm off of bloodlust lockdown and there are live belly dancers somewhere. We're going—next weekend. I'm laying down the fucking law!" Mike punched his fist down on the roof and a few of the shingles went flying off. "Oops."
"I can fix that." I said. For some reason, I felt distress coming from everyone. They must really be worried about Esme's reaction to a few broken shingles. "Don't worry about it guys, Esme won't even find out. I'll put that thing back together before she gets home."
We all sat in a big circle and started drinking and smoking from the hookah. We settled it that we were all hitting Tangierino's, then Jillian's next weekend.
"Oh my God, Bella! I can't believe you're sitting on a roof drinking and smoking in your eleven thousand dollar gown!" Alice chastised. She looked like a raging bull with her hands on her hips and her nostrils flared out.
"What eleven thousand dollar gown?" Bella asked.
"The Lanvin you're wearing!" Alice pointed.
"No, no, no, no! This is an ABS knock-off of the Lanvin gown you're talking about. It was sixty percent off the clearance price of seventy-five bucks—so it was like thirty dollars. Why would I spend eleven thousand bucks on a gown? That's fucking ridiculous." Bella said.
"Thirty dollars?" Alice, Rose, Tanya, and I all asked, shocked.
"Yeah, thirty bucks. Irina did even better—hers was twenty dollars." Bella and Irina both looked self-righteous.
"Where the fuck do you find these deals?" Rose asked.
"Marshall's." Irina and Bella both answered.
Well there goes my high. Here I thought my wife finally spent some of my money. Thirty bucks was less than a tank of gas. I really wish she'd buy something big.
Alice was about to say something when my cell phone rang. "Hello?"
"Jasper, I need your help." It was Edward, he sounded desperate.
"Where are you? Are you hurt?" I asked. The look of concern on everyone's face was apparent.
"I'm with Amanda right now, trying to, you know." Edward explained. "The problem is I can't seem to locate the entry point."
Oh, motherfucker, why the hell is he calling me? Everyone's look turned from one of concern to one of bewildered humor. They were all trying to be nice to Edward and stifling their laughter.
"Okay, Edward, what do you mean by you can't find the entry point?" I asked.
"The entry point, you know, to her vaginal canal."
"Edward, use your fingers and look for it." I said. "Hang on, didn't you go to medical school?"
"I skipped those classes. I didn't think they were appropriate." He said. "No, Amanda spread your legs a little wider for me. Maybe you should place a pillow under your buttocks. Okay, Jasper, I've located the anus."
Garrett was laughing so hard that he fell off the roof. "I'm okay!" He yelled, as he landed with a thud.
Why me? Why the hell am I the one to be put in this position? "Slide your finger up a bit from there and you should run into it."
"Edward, that's my belly button." We heard Amanda say. "I wish I could get my belly button pierced."
"Edward, go lower than that by a few inches." I said. "It's between her folds."
"I think I found it—now what do I do?"
"Tell him to start with a finger." Bella suggested.
"Shouldn't he play with her tits or something first." Mike added. "Loosen her up a bit."
"Ouch." We heard Amanda say.
"She's not ready. She's too dry." Rose said.
"Edward, kiss her and play with her tits. Get to know her body first, before trying to insert your finger." I instructed.
"Okay." Edward hung up the phone.
"Someone best be passing me a bottle of Patron right the fuck now." I growled. I downed the whole bottle in one go.
Garrett made his way back up to the roof carrying a case of 151. "I found this downstairs. What is this Ron Bacardi 151? Geez. I didn't think Edward was this naïve."
"No, shit." Irina said. "It's 151 proof rum."
Garrett cracked open a bottle and started drinking. "This is good. That was a hard fall Katie. I actually felt that." He snuggled into his mate's comforting arms.
We were all discussing how inexperienced Edward was when my cell rang again. Fifteen minutes, on the dot, later. "Jasper, it's been fifteen minutes. Do I penetrate her now?"
Everyone had their hands over their mouths. I can't fucking believe this shit. No, I can't fucking believe I'm going to ask this question. "Is she sufficiently lubricated?"
"Where?" The fucking do-do head asked.
"What the fuck do you mean where? Her...her...her pussy, Edward. Is her pussy wet?"
"How do I research this?" He asked.
"Help!" I mouthed to my wife. Rex was currently holding both her and Tanya. They both had their faces buried in his chest in an attempt not to burst out laughing. I was pissed off because I didn't want my mate anywhere near Rex the Sex's chest.
"Edward, slide your finger in her uh...opening." I instructed.
"Okay, did it. Did that hurt Amanda?" He asked.
"No, it didn't." Amanda replied.
"She said it didn't hurt. Should I remove my boxers now?"
What the fuck?
"Shouldn't she suck on his cock or something?" Tanya asked.
"She should at least jerk it a few times." Laurent added.
"No, he might cum prematurely." Irina said.
"Yes, Edward. Take your boxers off now." I said.
"Jasper, can I take my prom gown off now?" Amanda asked. "Aren't we supposed to be naked for sex? They're always naked in the movies." Oh my fucking hell. Has he been fondling her over her gown?
I refuse to answer that one. I decided to put the phone on speaker.
"Edward, did you just take her panties off and lift her skirt up or something?" Alice asked bewildered.
"Uh, yeah. I didn't want to seem too eager." He replied.
"Fucker, you are eager!" Emmett called out. "Get your fucking head out of the Victorian era."
"Edward, slide her zipper down and help her take her gown off slowly." Rex suggested.
"Did it." Edward said.
"Good, now pull her into your arms and kiss her tenderly." Rex instructed.
"Mmm...Edward." We heard Amanda say.
"Now, pick her up, lay her on the bed, and lay down next to her. Kiss her again." Rex stated.
"Okay, Edward, now take your hand move it up to her tits and play with them a little." Mike said.
"Edward, gently play with her nipples. Don't squeeze too hard. Just flick them a tad." Garrett suggested.
"Move your mouth down to her breast and suckle on it a bit. Not hard. Roll your tongue on her nipples." Laurent suggested.
"Make sure you pay equal attention to both breasts." Riley piped in. He and Vicky had just joined us on the roof.
"Aah." Amanda moaned.
"Done!" Edward said. "I timed myself so I spent exactly twelve seconds on each breast."
"Uh, gage it next time instead of timing yourself, Edward." I said taking a long drag out of the hookah.
"Move the fuck over, I want some." Riley planted himself next to me and grabbed the hookah pipe. "They've got these at Tangierino's."
I noticed Rex's hand wandering dangerously close to my mate's left breast. I was about to step in when, Laurent, who had been eyeing Rex with a stern expression grabbed Bella from him and put her on his lap. I knew I liked him.
"Okay, Edward, I want you to make your way down to her pussy now." Tanya instructed.
"I'm looking at it." Edward said.
"Put your mouth on it and lick." Tanya said.
"Excuse me, do I do it in an up and down motion or go in circles?" Edward asked.
"You take this one, Jasper." Bella said.
For some reason, Tanya, Kate, Irina, and Alice all looked to me. Oh, yeah, I've slept with them all at one point in my life. I'm such a fucking man whore.
"Start with up and down, then go around in circles." I said.
"Play with her clit at the same time." Emmett added.
"How many seconds up and down before I move on to circles and by clit, do you mean clitoris?"
I ran my hand through my hair in frustration. "Edward, don't time it—just stay down there for however long you feel is right and yes, he means clitoris."
"Okay, don't hang up." Edward said.
Bella started humming the theme song to Jeopardy.
We all became uncomfortable when we heard Amanda moaning and panting. Everyone started chugging either Patron or 151 and we were all taking turns with the hookah.
"Ahem! I'm done. What should I do now, Jasper?" He asked.
Oh, God, help me. Please? How the hell is this even possible? Why? Why?
"Um, try putting your finger in now." Bella jumped in to save me.
"Thanks." I mouthed to my wife.
"Did it. There's a lot of moisture in here." Edward answered.
"Okay, now try two fingers." Rose suggested.
"Are you uncomfortable, love?" Edward questioned Amanda.
"No! Will you hurry the fuck up and put your cock inside of me!" Amanda ordered.
"Uh, okay." Edward said.
"Slowly!" We all chorused simultaneously.
"Oh...ow...um...ow." Amanda groaned.
"Amanda inhale and exhale slowly." Bella instructed. "Edward, go slower. It hurts the first time."
"Oh, right. I'm sorry, Amanda." Edward apologized.
"Oh!" We heard Amanda gasp. "Ouch!"
"I think I've broken through her hymen." Edward stated.
"Edward, stay right there and don't move. Let her get used to your size." I instructed.
"Um, excuse me. Is it supposed to hurt this much?" Amanda asked.
"It hurts more when you're a vampire." Victoria whispered, sadly. "Amanda, honey, take a deep breath in through your nose and exhale from your mouth. Edward's not going to move until you give him the go ahead. It only hurts the first time. You'll be fine, sweetheart.
Amanda must have given Edward the go ahead because the next think out of his mouth was, "Are you sure, love?"
"Okay, in and out slowly, Edward." Riley instructed.
We could hear them both moaning. "Should I hang up?" I asked, in a whisper.
Before anyone could answer, we heard Edward holler at the top of his lungs, "B...e...ll...A...manda!"
I ended the call. Bella gasped, "Now that was just fucked up!"
"Were my ears deceiving me or did Edward almost yell out Bella's name?" Laurent asked, horrified.
"No shit!" Alice even agreed. "He's got to stop screaming your name when he cums. I caught him masturbating in the woods the other day when I went hunting and he was screaming your name over and over again, Bella. Now, my name I can understand, but you?"
"Hey, even I have the decency not to cry your name out when I jerk off, Bella." Mike said, eyeing my mate's tits.
"Why the fuck would that thought even cross your mind?" I asked, angrily.
"No reason." Mike shrugged with a smug smile while eyeing Bella's cleavage. That little fucker's wanking off to the thought of my wife.
"Well, I'm calling it a night." I said. Everyone followed us down. I can't believe I had to play sex therapist to my brother who used to date my wife.
"Come on!" I pulled Bella upstairs. I planned on scenting her over and over again. I'm a possessive motherfucker and with everyone jerking off and having sex to the thought of her I was going to have to double up on the scenting I was already doing now.
Bella and I took a quick shower and I immediately threw her on the bed and scenting her. Then, my cell phone rang. It was Edward again. "Sorry for disturbing you, Jasper, but how do I go about scenting Amanda?"
Bella started giggling. Well, fuck me, I can teach him that.
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