Of course, she didn't simply go to sleep. That would have made things far too easy on me. Without me to add my chill, she lay, naked, on top of her blankets and played with herself. I came perilously close to damaging her rocker more than once as she moaned and squirmed, using her fingers to climax. Then she'd roll over and drift off, her fingers still curled close to her sex, and every now and then, in her sleep, she'd touch herself again. She woke twice, checked I was still in the chair, and upon verifying that I was still playing by the rules, she would get herself off again. I was losing my mind to this tantalizing human. Her smell permeated the air, and the sun could not rise fast enough.
The sky turned pink and Bella lay on her stomach, her hand under her. I heard Charlie leave his room, grab food, open and close the front door. I listened to him drive away. Bella breathed slowly and deeply, nearly snoring. "Jasper," she murmured.
I looked to the window, counting minutes, seconds. Bella shifted, pulling her hand from under her as she flipped her head to the other side. Her hips rocked and splayed in a new angle. I breathed as deeply as she did, numbing myself to the scent of her blood, arousing myself with the smell of her sex — so thick in the air by this point. I looked to the window a last time. Orange clouds hid the rim of the sun, but it was there. I stood, dropping my still open pants and crawled carefully onto the bed. I didn't jostle a spring; I didn't shake her a bit. I crawled between those splayed legs and put my face to their junction. I inhaled her smell. My eyes rolled back in my head and venom filled my mouth. I put the tip of my tongue to her, holding my breath now, unsure what her reaction would be. I tasted the small strip of skin separating the full pink lips of her pussy from the puckered hole of her ass. She tasted much as she smelled, floral and musky together. I had a quarter of a second before the cold of my touch woke her.
"Gah!" she started, her hips lifting. That let my tongue slide down. I nearly purred. I stuck it out as her opening passed, tasting more of her. "Oh," she moaned as I did, settling back. I ran my hands up the outside of her legs as I ran my tongue inside her. Being careful of my teeth, I used my lips to massage hers while never withdrawing from her heat. My hands now fit into the creases of her thighs and my thumbs met just below my lip.
"No," she cried as they brushed her clit.
"No?" I regretted moving myself for even that much.
"No, not yet," she moaned, trying to turn herself over.
I laughed and held her tight, running my tongue the length of her, licking her asshole.
"Noooo," she moaned again.
"Why do I not believe you?" I teased. "'Not yet?' That's not the same as no." I reamed her again.
"No, yes. Not yet. Can't come, yet." She was breathless and having trouble with words. I slid a finger into her while my tongue kept circling in her ass. I turned my finger, feeling my way. She squeezed on me, squirming as I teased her on. I curled my finger in and out of her, rubbing inside her, feeling for the bundle of nerves that made her clench. When I found it, I stroked along, pressing it on each pass. My tongue never stopped flicking over her asshole, gentle pressing against, pushing in a little, circling again. My venom and her fluid made every part of her glisten now.
"Not yet," she cried again, tensing as I brought her closer to climax.
"Why not?" I asked, pulling my tongue back only long enough to slide a second finger after the first and put my thumb to her swollen nub. "Why shouldn't I make you scream?" I pressed both tips to her spot as I nudged her clit. She jerked in response.
"Too soon," she panted.
"All right," I agreed, finding the bundle and prodding it again as I withdrew my fingers and sat back.
She whimpered. I laughed as I moved to lie beside her. "It's what you asked for, darlin'."
"I know." She pouted. "Hold still," she ordered suddenly. She turned and knelt. I saw what she planned and took a deep breath. "May I?" she asked, looking at me.
I smiled but it was a little strained. "Please. Don't mind me, I'll just be trying to die without killing you."
She laughed and moved her hand over my length.
"Oh, Bell."
She licked the tip of me as she had that first time. Again it sparked and lit. I closed my eyes. Watching her do this would be harder.
"Need some help?"
My eyes flew open at the new voice and Bella let out a little shriek, grabbing at her sheets.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Alice was wearing a violet dress. it flared a little just past her hips and stopped short of her knees. She closed her eyes, breathing deeply. Her lust intensified and she smiled at Bella. "The window was open, and I saw that you might need some assistance." She climbed up beside Bella. Her dress almost blended into the sheets. "Don't worry, I won't interfere." She put her hands to the top of my hips, stradling my chest. "I'll just hold him down."
Bella met her eyes. She bit her lip, weighing the possibility. Then she licked her lips and bent from my view.
My head fell back to the pillows and my hips arched into Alice's hands as Bella took me in her mouth again. "So hot," I groaned.
Bella hummed and Alice pushed back against the responding thrust I gave. She rocked back into me. I could see up the back of her dress, her little back thong barely covering anything. The fabric was wet already. Not surprising given the lust she was throwing off. The urge to taste her was there, but I fought it.
"That's great, Bella. Have you done that before?" Alice asked.
I whimpered a little, sure that Alice had just frightened my blow job away.
Bella's hand closed on me and continued to stroke while she answered. "Not really. I tried once, but he jumped across the room." Both ladies laughed. I would have growled, but I was too busy getting jerked off.
"Try this," Alice suggested, moving one hand from my hip to my shaft, replacing Bella's hot grip with her warm one. Her tongue traced up the outide edge and down the inside. My cock twitched in her hold. "Oh, yeah. He likes that," she mused.
"Uh-huh," Bella agreed putting her hand on me again. Alice pinned me as Bella took her turn licking my length. I fought against her hold, my hands coming to her hips.
She wiggled her ass in my face. "Don't try removing me. Bella won't get to finish otherwise. Go on. Use two hands for a while."
"Like this?" Bella asked. I groaned again feeling fire over my whole length. The fire moved in waves as she pulled on me.
"Yes, just like that. And put your mouth over the tip, like this." Bella didn't pull her hands away, but a mouth - definitely not Bella's - was on my head now, sucking hard on me. My hips rose and were pushed quickly back into the mattress. "Down, soldier," she warned, looking over her shoulder at me. She wiggled her ass again, smiling.
I pulled her to me, away from Bella.
A hot mouth covered me now, Bella's. "Oh, god. I can taste you too, Alice," she moaned, then slid her mouth over me again. She put her tongue to the cleft and slid her lips and hands down.
"Fuck, Bell," I groaned, pressing into Alice's hands again. She leaned back, bring her wet sex to my face. I fought that urge to lick her clean again.
"That's it, Jasper. Give the good girl what she wants. She's dragging it out of you, isn't she? She wants to taste you."
Bella hummed again in agreement and I lost it. Alice ass bobbed up as she pressed down hard, seeing the thrusts before I made them. Bella choked a little, but her mouth didn't leave me and she continued to suck, her teeth scraping against me.
"Oh god." I relaxed a little.
I heard her swallow and I sat up a bit to look around Alice. Her eyes were closed and her hand on her throat. I chanced a look at Alice. She was licking her lips. She leaned over and licked Bella's. I heard Bella's gasp, but couldn't see any longer for Alice. I heard another kiss and twisted. I had to see this. Sure enough the pixie was tonguing my girlfriend. They pulled apart.
"You taste good, soldier." Alice's eyes met mine now.
"Your venom is amazing, Alice," Bella put a hand to her head, looking a little dizzy.
"I bet you taste better then he does," Alice mused. She ran a hand over Bella and licked her fingers, shivering. "That ... I must have more of that." She slid her legs back to lie lower on the bed, her nose her Bella's navel. Bella's hands came to cover herself. "Oh," Alice whined. "You don't want to?"
"I - I," Bella stammered looking to me for help. I wasn't sure what to tell her.
"Because you smell like you want it." Alice flicked her tongue out to one of Bella's fingers and she jumped. "I won't bite. I can be careful." She licked Bella's finger again.
"Alice," I began.
"Oh, you want Jasper to do it, don't you?"
Bella blushed and moved her hands to her face. I knew what Alice would do and put my hand to her mouth. "Back off," I whispered.
She pouted but backed up. "Then you do her, but she obviously needs it. More venom?" she suggested to Bella with a smile. Leaning toward her.
"Alice, why don't you go find a cloth from the bathroom to clean Bella up?" I suggested. Bella's shock was getting pushed a bit too far.
"Because I want to clean Bella up," she said, flouncing. "Fine." She stood and walked away.
"Jasper. I-"
"Shh." I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and stroked her hair. "You don't worry, okay. She's just eager. Like I said, she likes you."
"She likes you, too," Bella teased.
She did. I should let Bella know how much, but how could I tell her?
"Here you go, Bella." Alice handed her a damp cloth and turned to the closet. "This ... this is ... I'm not taking any of this to Italy!" she declared.
Bella turned. "What? What's wrong?"
"They're all ... so ... shapeless!"
I rolled my eyes. "Well I'm sure you can find her something nice in Europe."
"I'm not going to Europe," Bella protested, but Alice was talking right over her.
"No colour, no shape, all cotton? And none of it's the right size! It's all too big!"
"Alice, I'm not going to Europe," Bella continued to protest, pulling on her shirt from the hamper.
"Carlisle mentioned that he would come over and talk to Charlie about you coming to Italy with us. Is that all right?"
"What?" Bella asked straightening.
Alice still had her head in the closet. "Well, you have to come to Volterra. You don't know what Jane can do; she'll make sure you come. If we can't find Victoria, we'll still have to take James back." She reached into her bodice and pulled out a piece of paper. "Oh, that reminds me. Do you know who this is, Jasper?" Alice opened a drawing and gave it to me.
I sat up now instead of lounging on the bed. "Maria," I murmured. "Where did you get this?"
"I drew this. This is who Victoria is with. Carlisle didn't recognize her, but we both thought you might. Either as an acquaintance, ally, or enemy in the territories. We were right, I see. Who is she?"
Bella and Alice were both worried. Was I letting my emotions slip? Maria. My maker. My partner. My jailer. And Victoria had gone to her. Why? What could she possibly want from her?
"Jasper?" Bella asked, smoothing my hair over my ear. "Who is she?"
"He said, 'Maria,'" Alice told her.
Bella covered her mouth. "She's the one who killed him. Made him fight in her army. Jasper," Bella gasped and threw her arms around me. Her love and concern warmed me almost as much as her body heat. I smiled at the top of her head.
I felt a cooler hand on the back of my neck and Alice looked at me with concern as well. My smile went to her as well. I nodded. Then I shook my head. "What could she want there?"
Alice lost focus for a moment. "An army of course." Her fingers tightened in my hair. "We must go to Italy." Her bloody-orange eyes focused again. I hadn't stopped to note their colour before. She had fed on animal blood to change them that shade. "We will need more guardsmen."
Thanks to Sharebear for being my Beta.