A/N: I was having some trouble with this chapter. And then my new friend Des suggested I let my imagination flow wild. So, I did. And this is what came out.

Enjoy xoxo

– Jasper's POV –

Making love to my mate was . . . I never dreamed it could be . . . no, that's a lie, I've dreamed. Fuck. I've been fantasizin' about this moment fer the last six months. But my fantasies didn't begin to compare to reality.

As soon as she spoke those magic words—"I accept you, Major. Every part of you. Mind. Body. And soul. Turn me and make me yours for eternity."—The Major had her out of the tub, dried off, and laid out on our bed. She was utterly glorious spread completely bare before us.

Starin' down at her somethin' happened between The Major and me. For the first time, I wasn't forced back into the deepest depths of my mind, while he took control. We were mergin' as one.

Most people believe me and The Major are two separate men inhabitin' one body. Two distinct personalities. It's safer to believe there's part of me that's good and part of me that's much, much darker. But that ain't the case fer us.

Truth is, I am Major Jasper Whitlock.

When we left the South and Maria, things needed to change. I needed to change. I have countless enemies and if I wanted to blend in and keep my Coven safe, I needed to be seen to have changed my ways, so ta speak.

So, Pete suggested lockin' away the more dangerous parts of myself. That part of me that was merciless. The brutal part. The part that would kill without a second thought, and would have been lethal in a peaceful environment. But he warned me, there would come a time when I would no longer be able to hide in plain sight, that I would one day need to embrace every part of myself.

As I stared down at my beautiful mate, I realized the time had come for The Major and I to merge. There were enemies on our doorstep and I needed to be free to be myself so I could protect my mate.

It would take a while for us to align after so long. But I had no doubt it would happen before our enemies attacked, especially now my mate has agreed to her change.

Makin' love to her was more than I could have ever hoped for and a memory I will savor fer the rest of my time on this earth.

"Mm, Jasper," she moaned as I dropped to my knees and buried my face between her legs, taking in her decadent scent. I swiped my tongue along her clit, moaning when I found her to be dripping wet already.

The taste of her arousal was almost better than her Nectar.

"Oh, Darlin', yer exquisite." I slid my finger along her clit, making her moan again.

"Please," she whimpered.

With a smirk on my lips, I leaned forward to kiss the inside of her thigh before my tongue was back on her clit.

There was nothin' better than watchin' Isabella come undone. The passion she felt. The heat that came from her aroused body. The look on her face as I brought her over the edge with only my tongue. The sound of her voice as she moaned my name.

It was perfection.

As her breathin' slowed and her orgasm began to ebb, Isabella pushed herself up, flashin' me a wicked smile before sinkin' to her knees in front of me. Her little fingers made quick work of my belt. Dark eyes locked on mine as she leaned forward to grasp my zipper between her teeth.

The shock in her eyes was priceless when she pulled my jeans down and my hard cock bobbed free.

"Commando . . ." She whispered, gazin' at my cock.

"I'm a vampire, Darlin'," I drawled. "We have no need fer such restrictions."

Without hesitation she took my cock into her hot mouth, bobbin' her head along my length and makin' me moan her name.

I ain't gonna lie, I've had a lot of women in my lifetime. But none can compare to my beautiful little mate. And no woman I've ever taken to bed has been as hot as her, either. Her temperature seemed to grow hotter with her heightened arousal. When she took me into her mouth, it felt like fire swirlin' around my length. But in a good way.

It wasn't painful.

Far from it.

This was a pleasure unlike anythin' I've ever felt.

"Oh fuck . . ." I sighed as she moaned around my length, sendin' vibrations through my body.

My hand tangled in her long hair as my head fell back and my eyes closed.

I wanted to watch her take me, but fuck . . . "Isabella . . ."

She moaned again and I felt her little fingers against my balls. Then, shocking me—because she'd never done it before—she pulled back, releasing my length with a 'pop' and dipped her head to swipe her tongue across my balls . . .

"Oh, fuck me . . ." I moaned. "Shit. Do it again, baby . . ."

She did as I asked and I groaned as she began strokin' me and sucklin' gently on my balls . . .

"Shit . . . fuck . . . Isabellllaaa . . ."

I had thought there was nothin' better than the taste of my mate. I was wrong.

When I heard her moan, I thought there couldn't be anything better than that sound. I was wrong.

Feelin' her naked body beneath mine, seein' the look on her beautiful face as I teased her wet folds with the tip of my cock, hearin' her beg me to take her, to make her mine; there was nothin' in the world like it.

She gasped as I slowly entered her, "Jasper."

"Are you ready, my mate?" I whispered, stillin' for a moment, before pullin' back out and then slowly easin' the tip of my cock into her warmth.

She was like a furnace wrapped around the head of my cock. It wasn't painful. I wanted more.

"Yes," she gazed back at me, her little fingers trailin' down my chest and through my pubic hair, giving it a little tug. "Make me yours, Major."

That was all I needed.

It was heaven. Complete and total perfection. Nirvana. The most exquisite, wonderful moment of my life.

Nothin' could compare to the sheer bliss and beauty of it.

The feel of my mate openin' to allow me inside of her. Her virgin walls clutchin' my cock like a vice as she came undone.

The possessiveness that overcame me as she cried out my name had a roar of utter pleasure burstin' from within me.

She was mine!

The thought that I was the first one here. That I brought her this pleasure. Was overwhelmin' and heady.

She was mine!

My eyes closed as I continued to move within her. Bathin' in the sensation of our bodies joinin', the feelin' of connectin' with her as our bond grew and strengthened, was incomparable.

We were one.

We were connected.

Forever bound.

Mated.

I didn't know where she began and I ended.

"Jasper," she breathed my name like a prayer as her orgasm pulsed through her.

Her legs tightened around my waist, pullin' me deeper into her, needin' me closer.

The feel of her beneath me, witherin' in pleasure, it was everythin'.

"Please," she whimpered, "don't stop."

"Never, baby," I whispered, "I'll never stop."

We made love for hours, neither of us wantin' it to end.

But as the sun began to go down and night set in, I knew it was time to change her. She couldn't remain mortal any longer.

"I love you, Isabella," I whispered.

"I love you, too, Jasper." She breathed, brushin' her fingers through my hair. "Make love to me one last time," she shifted beneath me, spreadin' her legs wider as her hand wrapped around my length and eased me back inside of her. "One last time."

"One last time as a mortal, Darlin'," I smirked. "When you wake, we'll have an eternity to make love."

She smiled brightly, lifting her hips. "When I wake, Major, I want you to fuck me. Hard. No more holding back."

Fuck! I couldn't wait.

"When you're less breakable," I promised. "But for tonight, my mate," I gently, slowly, slid back into her unbelievable heat, "I'll love you."

The taste of her blood as I sank my teeth into her throat was glorious. But it didn't compare to her reaction.

She felt the pain of my bite, which was unavoidable, but her body's reaction to it was surprisin'. She moaned and arched into me as her hips bucked and her inner walls clamped down on my cock, milkin' me with all her strength.

Her reaction to my bite, and the taste of her blood, had me losin' control right along with her.

Peter told me to follow my instincts, and that's just what I did.

I continued drinkin' from her, takin' more and more of her blood while I filled her with my seed. She needed it all. I wasn't sure why, or how it would affect her, but I knew she needed it.

When I couldn't risk takin' anymore of her blood, I eased outta her and filled her with as much venom as I had in me; bitin' her in as many places as I could and then sinkin' my teeth directly into her heart.

I wasn't sure what the amount of venom would do to her. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I knew it was the right decision. Somethin' beyond my instincts was subtly guidin' me! I don't know what or who. The Fates maybe. The Earth. Or somethin' else, I wasn't sure.

Even after markin' her and fillin' her with my venom, she reached between us and guided me back into her. Though, this time wasn't about pleasure; it was about being connected. I needed to be inside of her. To be as closely connected to her as was physically possible.

As my venom began to flow through her veins, she became very sleepy. Her small body curled into me as her lips brushed across my throat.

"I love you, my Jasper," she purred moments before the transition took her over and she fell into a deep sleep.

Whatever she was goin' through, it was nothin' like a vampire transformation. There was no pain comin' from her, just a deep, endless love, happiness, and peace.

The first few days I felt a desperate need to continuously mark and claim her as mine. My tongue and lips moved over her skin. My cock was solid inside of her, no matter how long I remained a part of her, I didn't soften. I continued leakin' into her. A couple of times, she even rocked her hips against me, makin' me cum inside of her. I suckled from her breasts, takin' her Nectar. As I licked and nuzzled and marked, I realized her skin felt hot to the touch, but she didn't seem to be in any pain.

On the third day of her transformation, the Cullens arrived. Pete already warned me they were comin' and told me to be prepared, though at the time I wasn't sure what he meant by that.

When they arrived, I understood.

The Coven's reaction to Bella's scent was the same as the other vampires she'd met. Only now, my instincts were screamin' at me to protect my vulnerable mate at all costs.

Instinct told me if one of 'em managed to get to my mate, she would not survive their bite. They didn't know enough about what's happened to go fer her breasts and suckle. They'd bite and she'd die!

Right now, she was at her most vulnerable and dependin' on me to protect her. I wasn't about to let her down!

Char, Ren, and Ed managed to get the Coven to one of the guest cottages a couple of miles from the house while Pete and I stood guard over Bella.

Esme, Emmett, and Rosalie were easy to deal with. They were each drawn to Bella but they remained in control of themselves and aware my mate was vulnerable right now. They, at least, had enough sense not to go against a male while his mate was vulnerable.

Carlisle and Alice were another story!

Carlisle had zero control over himself. Gone was the disciplined, compassionate, respectable man we'd all come to know and love. In his place stood a deeply submissive man that no one was expectin'.

The moment he smelt Bella's scent he was a mess. I didn't dare leave her side, but I heard his clothes rippin' as he tore them off and then his cry as he came, callin' out fer his Goddess before he lunged fer the stairs in his attempt to get to her.

The others managed to corral him to the guest cottage but after only a day he made his first escape attempt.

Luckily Char and Ren are a great team and headed him off before he could get close to the main house. Pete said Ren ended up seducing him into following' her, which he eagerly did. It's rare to find anyone capable of denyin' a succubus.

The third day after the Cullen's arrival—the sixth day of my mate's change—Carlisle lost a leg.

He attacked.

Managed to get too close to my mate.

And I reacted the way a mated male is supposed to react when their vulnerable mate is in danger.

I don't regret a thing.

Alice was a different matter altogether.

She was the one who had me concerned. Bella doesn't trust Alice. Neither does The Major. And Pete's never liked the tiny vampire. He's made his feelings towards her clear over the years.

It's never bothered me until now. Now I was questionin' her alliance. Her loyalty. Her reasons for keeping me from my mate. All that time wasted when Bella and I could've been together and she could've been safe from Edward's struggles. Not to mention the stress Alice put on Edward! He didn't have to suffer, so why had she let her favourite brother torment himself with his Singer's blood?

Is she up to somethin'?

Somethin' nefarious?

Or has she seen somethin' and there's a reason she's worked so hard to keep me and Bella apart and allowed Edward to suffer?

Or is it somethin' else? Somethin' I haven't thought of, maybe.

None of it was makin' any sense to me.

And since I didn't have the answers to any of these questions, I just went around in circles drivin' myself crazy with the 'what if's'.

Long before this, Peter and The Major warned me about her. Why don't they trust her? What is it about her that sets off their warnin' bells but not mine? Is it because I see a vulnerable woman and, in my mind, I've got to protect her? I was never taught to fear women but to protect them. Whether human or vampire, that's what I've always done.

And that's what's always got ya in trouble. Do I need to remind ya of Maria and her sisters?

Of course not! But Alice ain't Maria!

No. She's worse. At least with Maria, she was straight about what she wanted and who she was. She didn't pretend to be somethin' kind and sweet. We knew from the get-go she was a malicious bitch that would do just about anythin' fer territory and blood. Includin' using and manipulatin' us. Whatever the evil pixie is up ta, it ain't good! And she's gotcha all fooled into believin' she's innocent!

As I dove into her emotions, comparin' them to the others around me, I was startin' to think The Major was right. Somethin' he'd never let me live down!

What I found, shocked me.

When the Cullens arrived, they all reacted to Bella's scent when they entered the house. In varying degrees, they all felt a sense of need, desire, starvation, arousal, love, and devotion. And they all acted on their ravenous hunger fer Bella's Nectar.

When I thought back on the experience, I realized, Alice's emotions were a different story. She wasn't affected by my mate's scent, like the others. Oh, sure, she played the part well. She put up one hell of a fight tryin' to get to Bella. Anyone who couldn't read her emotions would've believed she was as ravenous fer Bella's Nectar as Emmett and Rosalie. But it hit me as I looked back on the emotions she was feelin'. She didn't feel what they felt. She was determined, aroused, desperate, greedy, and triumphant. There was no ravenous hunger. No devotion. No love or need to submit.

Why was she different?

How was she able to ignore the scent of Bella's Nectar callin' to her?

Would she be the only one capable of withstandin' the pull to drink from Bella? Is it because Bella's changin'? Or have we just found Bella's first limitation? Maybe there's somethin' unique about Alice that allows her to withstand Bella's call.

Did she know she'd be able to ignore the call to Bella's Nectar? And if so, why did she pretend she was experiencin' the same range of emotions as everyone else? Did she know she'd have to fake it to stay close to the Coven?

What's she after?

What are her plans?

Around and around I went, contemplatin' and drivin' myself insane with the unknowns.

There wasn't much I could do. I needed to stay with my mate and, when she woke, we'd deal with Alice together.

Through it all, my mate slept and changed.

When I wasn't defendin' her, I was inside of her. She seemed more content and peaceful with as much contact between us as physically possible. I continued lickin' and kissin' her skin, makin' sure she was bathed in my scent.

In her sleep, she nuzzled my neck and breathed in my scent. Knowin' I was close to her seemed to bring her peace and comfort.

Fer a long time, she lay draped across my chest, my cock sinkin' further into her tight little body. She moaned and rocked against me. Whatever she was seein' or dreamin' about, it had her continuously fallin' over the edge and I enjoyed every second her pussy pulsed and milked my cock fer everythin' I had in me.

Nothin' was wasted. If our combined essence spilled outta her, it was rubbed into her skin. Every part of her was covered in my scent. And I knew, with whatever future we had before us, this is somethin' we'd continue to do.

I ain't an idiot.

Once she wakes, everythin' is gonna change. I know that.

Whatever's comin' it's gonna include me sharin' my mate with who the fuck knows how many others. And, honestly, I'm okay with it. Fuck, I want it as much as she does. I've seen the way she looks at Ed and Pete. I've felt her desire fer them. And now I'm in her head, I know what she wants to do to 'em.

But there will be rules. Two that I've come up with so far.

One: She will never share her body with anyone when I am not with her. No exceptions.

And two: everyone we invite into our bed will know she is mine. Only mine.

I'll share her Nectar. I'll share her body. But I will not share her heart. She is my True Mate and that bond trumps everythin' else.

As the days passed, I watched as she changed little by little. Her skin was utterly flawless and as white as snow. Her hair darkened a few shades. No longer its natural mahogany, it was a solid, deep, rich brown. It now flowed down to her waist. She grew a few inches. Gained curves that would drop any man to his knees. But physically, she didn't change much more.

On the eighth day of her transformation, she began to stir. But what took hold of us was not the awakenin' I'd envisioned. A need, so strong, so fierce, so undeniable took over me and we were both lost to the onslaught of passion and ravenous desire.

As soon as her eyes opened, she had me flat on my back. Straddlin' me, she sank onto my cock and rode me like a woman possessed. Until that moment, I'd never seen her move that way like she was ridin' a buckin' bronco as she ground herself against me and ran her hands over her new body.

I lost all control of my gift, lettin' go and blanketed the entire estate in the same lust and unsatiable arousal that I felt as I plowed into my mate like a ravenous man.

I'd never felt so free regardin' my gift. I didn't hold back. Fuck, I couldn't have if I tried! Everyone within' my range was hit with the same lust and desire my Goddess and I were feelin'. The emotions bounced from her to me and then were sent outwards.

It was beyond anythin' I'd ever felt.

I took her in every position I knew. Enterin' and claimin' every hole.

She was just as desperate, just as ravenous as I was.

I could feel Pete's desire as my Goddess and I mated fer the first time. I felt him losin' control and runnin' outta the house to find a willin' partner.

As we mated, our bond secured and tightened. Lockin' into place. Never to be broken. I could feel it surroundin' us, almost see the bright golden cord coilin' around our joined bodies and bindin' us to one another. As it grew stronger, I felt my Goddess' power rise. It flowed over me, joinin' with me, becomin' part of me, just as she is a part of me.

Still, we didn't stop lovin' one another.

We couldn't.

Darkness fell around us.

Dawn rose.

Days came.

And went.

Still, we didn't stop.

I couldn't get enough of her and her response to me was just as strong. Just as overwhelmin'.

Her emotions mirrored mine, bouncin' back at me, and then outta us, hittin' whoever was in our vicinity at the time.

I gorged myself on her Nectar. Spendin' hours, days sucklin' from her. And, in return, she was desperate fer my venom. I felt sharp teeth sink into my throat as I thrust into her warm, willin' body. I felt her suckle and pull my venom from my veins, drinkin' from me as I'd drink from a human.

The whole process made me lose all control and cum deep inside of her. That alone, feelin' my seed enter her body, seemed to soothe and calm her.

We needed more of each other!

More.

And more.

And more.

No position wasn't utilized. We spent hours enjoyin' the taste of each other. My Goddess took my cock in her mouth, lickin' and suckin' as if she were worshipin' me! I couldn't help but turn her around to sixty-nine so I could please her as well.

No part of our bodies was left untouched, unscented, or neglected.

There was no doubt this lovely little Goddess was mine. As I am hers.

–XOXO–

I was vaguely aware of how many days had passed. As a vampire, part of my brain is always goin' to be elsewhere, keepin' track of time and monitorin' fer threats to my Goddess.

So, I knew, exactly twelve days had passed since Bella's eighteenth birthday. And it had been four days since our sex-a-thon began. It was September twenty-fifth. And my lovely mate, my Goddess's belly was grumblin'.

"We should get you fed, my mate." I smiled, kissin' her little button nose.

She grumbled and shifted against me. "Do we have to move?"

I was more than happy to stay in my new favourite position, buried deep inside of my mate. But instinct demanded I take care of her needs.

I shifted against her, smilin'. "You can have anythin' ya want," I tempted.

"Mm." She smiled happily. "I know what I want."

With that, I found myself flat on my back. She spun around, movin' faster than she ever had before, and sat on my face. Her lips were wrapped around my cock takin' my length down her throat before I could say anythin' else.

Fuck it felt good.

My Goddess fed from me many times that afternoon, and I loved every second she let me feed her.

Hours later, night had fallen once again and this time, her belly needed somethin' more nutritional.

"I'm hungry, Jasper." My Goddess sighed, yawning as she cuddled into me.

"I know, baby. What can I get you?"

"Mm." Her eyes fluttered. "Maybe some—" She snuggled closer to me, puttin' me back into my favourite position as she wriggled onto my chest. A moment later, as I pulsed deep inside of her, my exhausted little Goddess was once again fast asleep.

I wrapped my arms around her and let her sleep. I wasn't in any hurry to get up. Hopefully, the others were unaffected by my projections. I guess I'd find out tomorrow. Fer now, I wasn't about to leave my mate's warmth to find out.

A/N: There we have it, Bella's transformation!

Next, we'll find out exactly how Bella's changed!