AN: SO MY WHOLE POSTING SCHEDULE I WANTED TO DO IS SUPREMELY FUCKED. THE PERSON I RELY ON TO MAKE SURE MY WAR ON QUESTION MARKS DOESN'T REACH YOUR IMPRESSIONABLE MINDS HAS BEEN PROCRASTINATING ON ME... WHICH MEANS LONGER WAIT BETWEEN CHAPTERS. THIS CHAPTER IS GONNA GO KINDA LIKE CHAPTER 8... BY THAT I MEAN IT'S GONNA BE IN PARTS BECAUSE I GOT CARRIED AWAY PLAYING WITH MY SEXY PLOTS. ;)

RATED M: LANGUAGE LEMONS LEWD UNSPEAKABLE ACTS OF LOVE

DISCLAIMER: WHO READS THESE?! WHO NEEDS TO KNOW THAT I AM OBVIOUSLY NOT STEPHANIE. DO I SOUND LIKE A STEPHANIE TO YOU? HUH, PUNK?

Chapter 11

JPOV

PART 1

Planting flags

"Make this quick, Pete." I growl as I keep the waste of space knocked out with my gift.

"Aw, c'mon J. I never get to feel like a hero. Can't I play with him a little first?" He whines at me.

"If you need to." I sigh, "Make sure to leave enough blood at the scene for a believable bear attack."

He nods, grinning at me as I ease up the fog of fatigue from the man. He laughs and slaps the man lightly across the face several times, "Wakey-wakey! Big Peter's got a big Peter than needs seeing to, skank."

"Where am I? Who are you?" He's obviously still disoriented from his recent nap.

"I'm Peter, I'll be your lovely executioner today. Any questions before we begin?"

I can't help but roll my eyes at Peter. He's such a tormenting little shit sometimes.

"You don't have to kill me." The man begs, "Please, I have money. I can get it to you easy. So fast. I have drugs do you want drugs? Whatever you want. Drugs, money… fuck. …please?"

"Sorry, dick, that won't work. You are about to be dinner so if that's all…"

"No!" He shouts scrambling, "Please… please don't kill me. Please?! I didn't even hurt that girl. I swear. C'mon She's just some bitch, some nobody, I could find you a hundred hotter chicks with the press of a button. No way that obnoxious cunt is worth all this trouble."

I'm biting back a growl as Peter feigns contemplation. Peter's grin splits his face menacingly as he hisses at the man in his arms.

"I thought about it, and I'm gonna go with… nah. Cookie's the boss and she wants you dead. I want you dead and I'll be a hell of a lot nicer about it than this guy right here…" Peter gestures toward me and I glare- "He won't even eat you. He'd just break every bone in your body and laugh and we'll be laughing and you'll be crying and-… holy shit hombre, did you just piss yourself?"

The stench of ammonia floods the air as Peter loudly laughs at the man's misery. I hear the crack and squeak of the man's bones as Peter grips him roughly and pulls his head to the side for the bite. Peter takes his time, building up more fear in the man by licking his neck and scraping his teeth lightly along the column of his throat, just over the wildly throbbing, pumping artery. I almost forgot how fucking hot he is when he feeds. His emotions are always lust, need, and ecstasy when he's about to bite down.

Sometimes I wish I didn't have this gift. How I miss the feeling of hot fresh human blood flooding my mouth and gliding down my scorching throat. The feel when the skin gives under my sharp teeth always shot a thrill through me at the sound of the light pops where it splits. The salty sweat of their panic flavoring my tongue as I suck and gulp down the warm red flow of pure sustenance. Fuck. I have to go.

I snap myself out of it and dash toward Emmett's car parked along the street. As I lean back against the driver's side door and wait for Bella to return to me I catch the tail end of her conversation with Edward.

"I love you, Edward." Her affection for him is untainted and undiluted. Their bond is stronger than I've ever felt it before. That fucking stings.

"I love you too, Bella." He smiles and the warmth between them seems to brighten the emotional atmosphere exponentially. "Now, go talk to your man before I swoop in and throw a wrench in the works. Be happy, Bella."

Edward pushes Bella lightly in my direction and stalks off over to his car to make conversation with Char and Emmett and give Bella and I some privacy. Does he have to be such a good guy right now? Did Bella change her mind about me now that Edward has loosened up? Goddammit!

I'm fidgeting as she steps closer to me and says, "I guess we need to talk."

"We do." I offer her a sad smile and I hope she knows I'll love her no matter what she decides. If she doesn't want to be with me I'll be crushed, but I'll never give up. I got her once, I can do it again.

"Jasper, I… you just sat there. You didn't say anything. You didn't do anything. You didn't even push any emotions at me. You totally left me hanging. You knew how I felt and how delicate my trust was and you left me on my own to deal with it." I can feel her heartbreak. I can feel her insecurities seeping out of her.

"There's honestly no excuse for my behavior, pretty girl. Alice had threatened me to keep quiet and then shocked me right along with you when she made that announcement. I knew I was gonna be in for it with Alice and the family when everything came out and I didn't want to face it right then. I'm so sorry."

"Since when are you a coward, Jasper?" She spits.

I can't help but bristle at that comment. How the fuck is being cautious being a coward? I bite back a growl and apologize again. If I want Bella back I need to take responsibility, and I NEED to get her back.

"You used me for sex and came for me when I was in a really vulnerable place to get it. What I feel for you is real, but I'm having trouble trusting you to be honest. A real man fights for what he wants. You didn't fight for me, Jasper. You let me flounder. You left me to drown while you were busy avoiding a mess that you created." She's making some really excellent points.

"There's no excuse, Bella," I'm scrambling trying to keep the pieces of my heart together because I wasn't prepared to lay any of the gooey shit on the line in public. I was hoping I'd have some alone time to talk. I steel myself and lock eyes with her, "Bella you make me feel good about myself. You don't shame me. You aren't afraid of me. You accept me, my past, my friends and your trust and affection are a bright spot in my previously dull life. I can't imagine moving forward in my existence without you, more importantly, I don't want to."

Tears fill her eyes as she stumbles her way toward me sobbing, "…Where the hell was this guy when Alice ambushed me?!"

"Im sorry, darlin'. I need you. I won't let you down again." I pull her to me and her arms wrap around my midsection. I sigh and relish in having her soft warm body in my arms. That delicious fucking body. Oh god how have I gone so many days without my hands on it? I don't know if I can be a gentleman right now. I shift my hips away from her so she won't feel the growing problem straining against my zipper as she cries. I don't need her thinking that her tears turn me on.

After about ten minutes of silence, her breathing begins to even out and her emotions shift from the overwhelming relief to concern.

"Jasper… I have to tell you something."

I sense her guilt and a little bit of shame along with some lust. Interesting combo. I nod for her to continue.

"I kinda bartered a sexual favor so Peter would get Edward off my back earlier. I don't know if he was serious, but considering he's reminded me a couple times already that I promised him, I imagine he's going to expect me to follow through. I kind of don't have a problem with it, but if it bothers you I can ask him to reconsider and maybe renegotiate the price."

"Goddammit, Bella. Making a deal with Peter is making a deal with the devil." How the fuck does she think she's gonna talk her way outta this?

"We could always amend it to include you. Make it a group party?" She offers and suddenly the scent of her arousal hits my senses and her excitement is buzzing along my skin from her emotions.

"Let me talk to him and I'll figure out how deep in shit you got yourself." I sigh. I don't have a problem with it. Well, I have less of a problem with it than I expected. It could be fun. Like the good old days. I mean, no one expected him to be that fucking hot after he changed. He was supposed to be a blood and body reward for me for securing Laredo, TX from Guillermo after endless back and forth seizures. Peter was a treat for me, and a treat he certainly became.

I spent years indulging in his body. I enjoyed watching him succumb to my will. Peter would rack up debts to me and pay in the most lascivious acts he could think of. A deal with Peter means something. Regardless of the fact that he's a wanton whore and may already be planning to sleep with someone, if he does it as a favor to you he will expect payment. I already owe him for the Edward favor. Whether he wanted it or not, I don't think even I could stand in the way of whatever debt Bella has to repay. That sneaky little fucker has his own way of enforcing his will. Shit.

"Are all vampires bisexual?" Bella asks as I weave the car through the winding roads leading towards Forks. I'm a little caught off guard by the fact that I'm surprised this is the first time she's asked me this.

"I wouldn't say that…" I hedge as I put my thoughts in order for this talk, "Sex and love are different things for vampires. We obsess over sex almost as much as we do blood. It's one of the heightened lusts we have to deal with in this second life. Sticking to one gender can become tedious and… dull. We live forever, Bella, and boredom is an unavoidable curse. Most vampires over a century old have either dabbled or embraced the thought of same sex interactions. Most vampires enjoy threesomes, orgies and the like as well. It's a very primal urge to want to seduce, fuck and claim the territory of another's body."

"And how does mating and love play into that?" Bella's emotions are colored with curiosity, and I can feel it rippling through my own body.

"For the Cullens, they are predominantly monogamous. They pride themselves in living as close to human ideals as possible. For the average vampire, not so much. Remember James's coven had three? It would be safe for me to assume that Laurent had occasionally joined the mated pair in sex on a frequent basis. It was evident in how close and loyal they were to each other. It strengthens bonds and loyalty within a coven to indulge in sex for those reasons. It's one of the ways we maintained order during my time in the south."

Bella was mulling over my words when her desire smacked me, shuddering through my body as I soaked in the emotion. She shyly asked, "What does that mean in regards to love. It's difficult to wrap my head around letting someone that isn't you touch me so intimately. The thought arouses me in an abstract way, but I worry that I would be jealous if I had to witness or experience someone touching you."

"It's not so bad after the official mating happens. We can be very territorial over our mates before the proper rituals have occurred. Like I said, it's all very primal. When a vampire gives their heart to someone, enough to officially enter mated status. There's no real jealousy because your inner beast recognizes that the mating is mutual and there's no threat to the bond. This effect only happens with knowledge and consent. A weak mating bond happens if a vampire mates with an unwilling or incompatible partner. These weak mating bonds are toxic-volatile and usually result in one or both parties' destruction. Like James and Victoria. She was a lot more invested in their mated status than he was. Ultimately they both died because of their incompatibility and his unwillingness to properly claim her as a mate. There was no love from him, just possession."

"How could anyone know that without your ability?"

"Eyesight, smell and behavior. She lacked a fresh scent from him. She had one very shallow and long-since-healed mating scar instead of the deep ones you see on solidly mated pairs from repeated reaffirmations. Instead of taking a safer route to ensure the protection and survival of his mate, he challenged a large, gifted coven and got himself and his own coven killed because of it. His commitment was to his own power and influence, neither Victoria nor Laurent stood a chance when he encountered you in that field. He was trying to prove himself better than the animal drinkers by stealing and drinking their 'pet'. It was a game to him. He overestimated himself and underestimated your importance to the family."

Bella's leaning her head against me and her heat spreads across my shoulder as I feel her pensive calm. She's thinking and seeking refuge cuddled up to me. It's a start. We may not be all the way back yet, but it seems our relationship doesn't have to start back at zero. I know that regardless of her anger with me, her emotions show me the truth. She still loves me. She still feels possessive of me. She's still hurting, and that's gonna take some time to heal. Somewhere inside I think she knows that what we have is worth keeping, despite the circumstances surrounding it, she and I are it for each other.

I can't fight my internal glee at the idea that she's mine. And she is.

"Stop at my dads house, I wanna check in with him since I'm back in town. I'm sure he's worried, but it's weird."

"What's weird?" I can't help but ask.

"He hasn't called me once since I left. I figured he was just giving me space to work through my own issues before trying to talk about it. Charlie has never been very good with emotions."

I pull up to the front of her house and note that his scent is for the most part absent from the area. He must not have come home. It's been a few days. Is this normal?

"He should be home right now." Bella is speaking mostly to herself as she unlocks the door and swings it open. She calls out, "Hello? Charlie?… Dad?"

"He's not here, Bella." I place my hand on her shoulder.

"Where is he?"

I shrug because while I was busy tracking her down I wasn't particularly concerned with keeping tabs on her father. Why would I be? The threats to her have been neutralized except for her impending change.

Bella wanders around a bit and seems to find what she's looking for when she encounters a note on the refrigerator.

GONE FISHING. BE BACK ON WEDNESDAY.

-DAD

"Well, what d'ya know. We still have a few days before he's back. Anything you wanna do with that time, precious girl?" Please, for the love of all that is holy, say you want to tear into each other like wild untamed heathens until our bodies break and our eyes grow lifeless from insatiable lust. I'll fuck you for days, baby. You could be my pretty little cocksleeve.

Bella's cheeks flush as she considers her options. Her eyes glaze as she peeks over her shoulder at me, "I have an idea… you may want to hunt before tonight, cowboy. You have some apologizing to do with that gifted tongue of yours."

"Count on it." I wink.

I come to collect Bella from her home. I planned on whisking her away to a cabin nearby so I can fuck her without fear of interruptions. She's in her room, the lights are out. I jump in through her window and see her lying naked in her bed with her hand between her legs. Little nympho. "Precious girl…" I coo, "did you forget to put clothes on? You knew I was coming for you."

She giggles and offers me her slick soaked hand. I slip it into my mouth and suck the delicious moisture from it, making sure to tongue any crevices that might be hiding more of her. She turns over and her bare slick pussy is staring up at me like a meal I definitely want to eat and so I figure, what's one for the road?

I tell her to wrap her legs around my head like a good girl while I eat my favorite fucking desert on tap. She pets my head and tells me I'm her favorite vampire and my cock is aching to show her how much wider the gap between first and second place can get.

She grips my hair and tugs and grinds on my face like she owns me. And she does. I dig my tongue as deep as I can go between those tasty folds, lapping up her warm wetness with the tip. I slither my tongue out to give her pretty pink pearl some much needed attention, my upper lip could only do so much. I reach my hands underneath her slender bod and press my large palms upwards against the spot between the small of her back and her hips, pushing her sex harder against my face, softening my tongue as I drag my tastebuds against her clit. My lower lip takes the tip of my tongue's place as it dips into her, teasing her entrance while funneling the pool of our juices into my eagerly awaiting mouth. She tastes so fucking good. She grinds the first of many orgasms this evening out against my face while I watch as her entire body tremble. The sounds of her moaning and trying to catch her breath as she rides out each orgasmic wave, savoring it. I can tell she missed this just as much as I did. We have three days alone together and I'm gonna make her fucking explode. She won't be getting out of bed for all three of those days. I won't let her. Unless we decide to fuck on the rest of the furniture, or against the walls… fuck, I'll turn this whole room upside-down if I have to. We won't get another opportunity like this again. If she gets hungry, I'll bring her food, but she'll have to eat it while riding my cock. There's no way I could resist thrusting into her every waking second of every day while we have the house to ourselves. I've waited far too long for anything to get in the way at this point. Even her stupid human shit… well I mean if she has to use the bathroom I'll let her do that. I'd rather that part of humanity remain a faded memory lost to the change.

I slip my finger in her tight slit and peer up at her, my face is wet with her essence and glistening in the moonlit room. "Are you gonna cum on my face again, precious girl? Are you gonna let me drink all of you up, darlin'?"

She's panting and nodding and she manages to choke out a few words, "Jasper… hnng. I need.. oh god… your tongue… feels so fucking gooood!" Well the girl doesn't have to tell me twice. I lap at her clit like I'm cleaning a plate, with long, drawn-out drags of my tongue, making sure to be thorough as my fingers are sliding in and out of her with ease. She's so wet now her juices trickle down, forming a small, slick wet spot onto the sheets underneath her. I suck her cute little nub into my mouth and flick the tip of my tongue at it, pushing my wrist down so that I can angle my fingertips upward to abuse those sensitive ridges inside her.

Her insides start to flutter and I know she's close again. So fucking close. Give it to me, baby. I'll never get tired of tasting you. Her walls grip the shit out of my fingers, squeezing them together harder than last time and before I know it, she's gushing into my mouth again. Such sweet nectar flooding my mouth almost brings me over the edge myself, but I hold back. I'll have plenty of opportunity to cum later. I need to get her over to that cabin now. She's loud as all hell.

As she calms her breathing she runs her fingers through my hair and sighs, "H-hahh.. mmh.. Alright, Jasper, I forgive you."

"And you'll be mine?"

"Yes, god yes. All yours. Forever." She smiles that satisfied blissed out smile I love.

Getting her out of her house was a challenge but we made it. She's already naked. As soon as we arrived she slipped out of the robe I dressed her in and started padding around the cabin in the nude. There's no hesitation. There's no embarrassment. Bella's emotions feel free and happy and liberated from the oppression of insecurity.

She turns to me with a wicked glint in her eye and purrs, "I want to feel your cock again, Jasper…"

Immediately I'm hard. I swallow the pooling venom in my mouth as I imagine taking her on every surface in sight.

"Please, Jasper… I feel so empty without your cock." She coyly pleads with those big, beautiful doe eyes of hers.

Where the fuck did my precious girl learn to talk like that… probably me. She has no fucking clue what she's putting me through right now when she says shit like that. I can feel my eyes darkening quickly as my monster is sizing up the naked morsel before me. A growl rumbles within me as I slide my hand onto the curve of her hip, "Oh baby girl, I'm about to fuck you for three days straight. No stopping. No breaks. You ready for me?"

Her whole body appears to be igniting at the stroke of my fingertips and I can't wait to dig in and watch her come undone again and again. She's salivating at the thought.

"Yes." She replies after a brief moment of imagining it.

"I don't think you properly understood me. I mean your body is gonna be attached to my cock for three days straight. If or when you sleep,… my cock will be inside you." I grip her ass and press her against my denim clad erection.

"If you find a chance to eat,… my cock will be inside you." I slip a finger into her feeling the flood of wetness around my digit.

"If you happen to get a phone call, if you have to answer the door, and even if you have to piss… my cock will be inside of you. Is that understood? …I'm done playing little human games. I'm done pretending I can control myself around you. Your body is mine and I'm about to plant my goddamn flag in it and make sure you remember what you agreed to when you accepted me. When I decided to keep you."

A whimper escapes her throat, and I can feel her flooding more and more with every word I say. She's biting her lip in need and I can feel her shudder in anticipation. The emotional climate shifts to a raw animalistic lust that's no doubt consuming her. She wants to be mine. I want to be hers.

"What if… there's an emergency?" she has one small holdout and she needs to know.

"Then I will handle it with you on my fucking cock. What about this isn't clear, Isabella? I'm claiming you. You are mine. There's no room for bullshit anymore. When I finish with you after the next three days, we will begin the process of your false death. I will take you to a remote location, likely with a few others to keep track of you, and I will change you."

"What about Charlie?"

"You've been gone for days without a word to him. He cared so little that he didn't call. He just left a note for you in case you showed up. FUCK CHARLIE. I want you. I tracked you down. I showed up. How many more times do I have to say this, Bella? YOU ARE MINE."

A flash of concern, likely for her father, flashes in Bella's emotions, only to be suddenly overtaken with an enormous amount of lust. It seems Miss Bella has a liking for taking orders. Bella's breath becomes shallow as her chest rises and falls quickly before me. Her nipples harden and her pussy is dripping down her leg for me. She whispers, "I'm yours."

"Now you're getting it princess. Open those pretty legs for me so I can enjoy this human body for a little while longer. I wanna feel you squirt on my cock again."

Her eyes roll back, and she wraps her arms around my neck, lifting her body to line up her entrance with my shaft.

I tear the pants I'm wearing off with ease as I lower her onto me. My right hand settles on her lower abdomen, and I smile at her, "There we are, pretty girl, nice and snug for our stay here."

I can feel her clenching around me as I walk around the cabin unpacking our bags. I know she's loving the bouncing from the motions I'm doing. I have her secured, cradling her ass with one hand while I literally single-handedly take care of everything.

I can hear her mewling and grinding into me, my precious girl can't get enough friction with how slowly I'm working. Good. If I have to handle preparing the provisions for our stay, enduring her hot tightness around me, I think she can handle a little delayed satisfaction. My cock is beyond warm right now. It feels perfect and right nestled in her tight heat and I wonder again how Edward never even bothered with that beautiful pussy. I know he felt lust for her, yet he never acted on it. His foolish loss is, as always, my incredible gain.

Bella's phone chimes and I grin and rush to grab it for her. She blushes as she answers, "Hello?"

"Hey cookie, whatcha up to?" Peter is taunting her.

"I'm… with Jasper." She's avoiding talking about her position right now, but her breathy response is enough to guess.

"You're with J? Lemme talk to him, cookie."

"Peter!" I jovially answer as I bounce her slightly on my cock causing her to moan out.

"Hey, J, I got some unfinished business with cookie I need to see to. Mind if I swing by?" How does he always fucking know?!

"Sure thing, Pete. Just knock when you get here." I rattle off the address and close her phone.

"You're inviting him here? With me like this?!" Her eyes are wide pools of chocolate as it dawns on her that she will still be on my cock when he arrives.

I grin and nuzzle her neck, "Absolutely. You look beautiful like this. Don't worry, I can still manage my duties as a host with you wrapped around me."

"You won't be upset with Peter for seeing me like this?"

"Oh, I believe you and Peter have some kind of deal to reconcile before I can change you. Now's as good a time as any."

"He… can't. He wants my… pussy." She whispers like the word is gonna bite her if she says it too loud, even though I can tell the notion of being shared has her feeling heated.

"And…?"

"You're kind of using it for three days so… how will he collect on our agreement?"

"I can always switch to your hot little ass or your beautiful mouth. My cock will be inside you in one way or another." I promise her sweetly as I continue to nuzzle her hair. At the casual mention of taking her other holes while Peter enjoys her pussy I can feel not only her wetness increase, but her lust spike within her. I kiss her forehead to let her know she's a very good girl and lean back to look into her gorgeous eyes. I lift her body slightly and drop her back down on my stiff cock quickly and repeatedly.

Her mouth falls open and her head rolls back as she cries out, "Oh fuck… Jasper… god, nnh that's so good."

"Perfect girl. Just enjoy it, baby." I cock an eyebrow at her while I hypnotize myself with her bouncing tits as I lift and drop my girl up and down, impaling her with my unfaltering rigid cock. Now that I don't have to multitask, she's all mine. I'll carve out the shape of my cock inside her pussy so thoroughly that even Peter will be able to recognize it.