"Yes, yes, Jasper, please." Bella slid over me, her hips sliding down to my crotch while Alice kissed her, I was fingering both of them.

"No, Bella," Alice stopped her. I felt her hand on my groin, under Bella's hip. She held our lover in place while I focused on her, using a third finger carefully. I wanted to fill her as well as I could, but being careful, always so careful.

"Mmmm, yes. Ugh." Bella bucked her hips and I felt her clench just before she leaned sideways into Alice, kissing her lips. "Oh, that was good." She flicked her tongue in Alice's mouth, drinking her venom before curling up next to me. Alice mounted my hips, ready to ride me home. I felt her fear. That had been close, apparently. She relaxed quickly once I was inside her, letting her fear turn to passion and lust.

"Jasper," she whispered.

"Yeah. Your turn to come for me, baby." I ran a hand over her ribs, up to her breast, pinching her nipple as I cupped it. I ran my thumb over the tip, flicking it slightly. Her eyes closed in pleasure as she rode harder.

Bella caught her breath and put her head on my belly, her tongue stuck out to catch Alice's bobbing pelvis. I almost chuckled. Sitting up slightly I could see the glistening pink flesh, just like she would hold it at something Alice might have said. Humorous thoughts fled when Alice ground down on it and me.

"Shit, yes, Bella. Oh my God." She came quickly and I joined her, releasing the tension that had built in me. I was breathing heavily. It was only a reaction; I was never actually physically exerted. It was a reaction I relished, filling my nose with my women. They both smelled so good, so wet.

Alice and I both looked to Bella. Did she want to continue? Was she tired? She slid her head up to my pectoral, licking her lips.

"You taste great, Alice," she murmured sleepily.

Alice took the cue and curled on my other side. She turned the stereo off as she did. We'd had a number of close calls when Charlie decided to check on Bella because she left her music playing. Alice saw them all in time for us to get clear, but often we woke Bella in the process, disentangling; easier to remove the impetus.

Once Bella was fully asleep, I kissed Alice's head. "At least she came on her own tonight."

Alice nodded. Bella had been needier and needier in bed, trying to mount me more and more often. I had used my gift a few times to get her off before she got there. Alice and I were using new tricks, new techniques, to try to keep her satisfied without breaking that dreaded hymen. Alice had reamed her more than once, using anal to substitute. It presented it's own blood filled problems, so we didn't resort to it often.

So far, Bella hadn't become frustrated with us. Alice warned that she would, that she would scream about taking matters into her own hands. Alice had encouraged me to use my gift to prevent that, so I had. I didn't like to, though. I wanted Bella to feel what she felt. I wanted to feel what Bella felt and know it was amazing. I stroked her hair now, fondly.

"She wants it more and more," I murmured. "I don't know how long we can deny her."

"As long as we can," Alice answered. "The outcome hasn't improved."

I nodded. We still had no control in the heat of sex. I'd improved enough to resist her monthly blood, but we never got so intimate then.

Alice sighed. "She's going to the reservation on the weekend."

I nodded again. She had been spending every second or third weekend out there with the wolves. It drove Alice insane, but I had talked Alice out of convincing her to stay. She had every right to visit her friends, and I felt better knowing those boys had a female influence now that Leah was gone.

Leah's death had hit her family hard. We had heard Sue confiding in Charlie some nights. Her marriage was suffering for it. Her husband's health was also worse. Alice told us he would have a fatal heart attack over spring break. Bella was devastated by the news. She was spending extra time at the Clearwater house when she visited, I was certain. She had known Harry Clearwater since she was in diapers, although she hadn't spent much time with him in the last five.

She saw now what Alice had tried to keep from her before. "There's going to be something between my Dad and Sue, isn't there?" Alice told me she had asked over lunch one day. Always intuitive, Bella knew that when Harry passed, the confidence shared now was going to bloom into more when he comforted her in her grief.

What neither Bella nor Alice saw, was how Harry's death and Sue's new relationship would affect Seth. After all, Seth's future was hidden from Alice.

"You are going to have a visitor at the shelter tomorrow." She told me in the middle of night, after Bella had sleepily grabbed my dick, making it hard and hot. She practically snuggled with it, adorable. Alice chuckled at my discomfort. She stroked the top once in a while, teasing me. I nipped her ear the fourth time she did so and she laughed.

"One you can't see," I verified. I assumed she would have said who if she had known.

"Yes, one of the Quileutes. Your entire day is black." I felt her discomfort at the vision that left her blind. She shook it off by stroking me again. I groaned. Bella stirred a little and released me. Alice further distracted herself by sliding down and taking me in her mouth, now that Bella was out of the way.

She was right. When was Alice ever wrong? Seth Clearwater was at the shelter when I arrived the next morning. I saw his name on the list just before his scent reached me from another room. He was arm-in-arm with one of the girls, Julie. She'd been here for a few weeks. She smiled at him, light infatuation playing through her otherwise timid emotions. She was usually quite shy. I didn't approach him. The pack knew I worked here; he would come to me when he was ready.

I went through my normal routine until Julie came with a homework question. "Jasper? Do you know the new boy, Seth? He's been watching you all day, and he growls once in a while."

I snorted; of course he did. "Yeah. I'm a friend of his sister's. He probably thinks I had something to do with her death." It was a remarkably honest answer; only the friend part being false.

"Oh! He didn't tell me about his sister. How did she die?"

I met her green eyes. "I think I'll let Seth talk to you about that when he's ready."

She blushed, making my mouth water. "Right, of course. How did I do?"

"Looks fine, you should double check number twelve though." I handed the notebook back to her.

She squeezed my hand. "Thanks, Jasper." She had been one of the ones here for my return party. She had arrived during my absence, but heard plenty about me. She'd started confiding in me immediately, telling me about her abusive father and alcoholic mother. I was glad she had found her way here. Mae was doing a great job with her. She already held her head higher, only a month later.

Seth plopped heavily into the chair Julie had been sitting in, his nostrils flaring. "What?"

I met his eye. He was grieving his sister, he was scared to death, probably for his father, and he was murderously angry. I hoped that wasn't directed at me; I couldn't have a fight with him here.

"You tell me," I said flatly.

"My mother is a whore."

I almost slapped him. My hand twitched and he tensed, preparing to phase probably. I calmed myself and him. "Why do you say that?" I asked through clenched teeth.

"The way she hangs on Charlie Swan. You've seen. My Dad isn't even dead yet."

I rubbed my eyes. "Seth, have you talked to anyone about Leah? The pack?"

"Can't hide anything from the pack," he muttered. "I won't phase again if I can help it. Don't want any of them in my head." He slouched.

I nodded. That I could understand. "Well, your mother needs to talk to someone. She's talking to Charlie. I spend many nights there," I said even more quietly, "and I've never heard anything but talk."

He growled. "I don't believe you. You'd cover for him if not for her. He's your slut's father."

This time I did slap him. He was remarkably restrained. I was sure he would phase on the spot. I apologized immediately. That was so far over the line for me. "I'm sorry, Seth. Will you excuse me." I stood up and walked to Mae's office. "I just slapped Seth Clearwater. Can you talk to him while I take five before writing it up?"

Her eyes went wide. I had only ever touched one other sheltered youth in anger, and it had been to stop him attacking another. "Of course. I'll go talk to him right away."

I stepped outside, under the eaves. I leaned against the wall and let the insults go. He didn't mean anything by them. I knew he liked Bella just fine; he was just trying to piss me off. He did a good job; with his anger for a launching point, it had been easy to bait me. Too easy. I wouldn't listen to half of what he said ih the future, only paying attention to his words regarding himself.

I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Jacob Black. He would be in class right now, but a message would be enough. "Jacob. It's Jasper. I need to talk to you about Seth. Call tonight, all right? Thanks."

"You going to tattle on me?" I hadn't noticed the door open and he was downwind of me.

"No. I want to make sure they know where you are. What's to tattle? You do something? Like slap your charge?" I reminded myself that I needed to write that up when I went back in.

"You told Mae."

"I have to tell Mae; she's my boss. I hit you; I'm not allowed to do that." He might not realize how big an infraction that was.

"Oh." He was surprised. "I'm sorry I called Bella a slut. I hope you don't get in trouble for it because I deserved that one. My Mom's another story."

I rubbed my eyes again. "Would you go home if I gave you some very bad news?"

"What?" he asked sharply.

"Your Dad is going to die in the next few weeks. You need to go spend time with him."

"How do you know that?"

I rolled my eyes at him. He knew about Alice.

"Oh. I can't go home. Maybe I'll meet him somewhere."

"What do you think running away is going to do to him?" I asked. "Do you think you're helping him by being here?"

Seth shook his head, and I noticed his eyes watering. "No, of course not. But... I... I can't be in the house with her, without her. She's everywhere, her scent, her image."

"Seth?" Julie came out behind him. "Seth, what's wrong?" She put a hand on his arm gently.

He spun quickly and seized her in a bear hug, whimpering his grief. "Leah. She... she's gone. She always looked out for me. Who's going to do that now?"

Julie looked at me questioningly as she stroked his head.

"Just listen," I whispered to her. "Listen and hold him." I went inside to file my incident report.