Chapter 9

A/N: Very mature this chapter contains biting and blooddrinking

3rd P.O.V

The General woke up to the feeling of the Major thrusting softly in and out of her. Soft grunts echoed in her ear. Softly she rolled her hips in tune with him.

"Couldn't help myself." He mummered his lips brushed her ear. His hips moved softly and deeply. The General felt her breath catch. "Makin love to me, Majah?" She asked her lips brushing his cheek.

"Yes, I didn't know I could do this... Go slow, but this.." He huffed in frustration growling trying to figure out how to say what he wanted.

"Are ya sayin, that ya like being rough with me, but ya like this too?" She clarified letting her tongue brush his ear causing him to hiss. If it was even possible The Major forced himself to go slower. He slowly and deliberately pulled out. Then slowly he let the tip of him slip back in, but made himself stay there. The General felt the air leave her as the head of his manhood barely moved intentionally brushing against a scar he found.

"Now, Sugah, here... I... am... makin... slow...love... to...you" He said moving barley at the words. Then suddenly he thrusts harshly twisting his hips as he settled deep within her.

"But it sounds like..." His dark voice made her shudder as he moved deeper, "with the words ya spouting that ya like it when I am slow and sweet with ya, but what about..." He drawled his voice dropped to a dark whisper against her ear.

"What about when I fuck ya?" He purred his hips snapping back before skin met skin as he slid deep inside her with a snarl. He felt a wave of playfulness wash over him as she dragged her lips to his neck.

"I think we both like that, Majah," She drawled his name with a purr, before continuing, "I think my mate, that ya like the fact that ya got me. That I ain't gonna go anywhere, and..." She mummered letting her tongue brush his ear, smirking as she felt his ear pressing against her lips as if he couldn't wait for her to finish. She decided that she was going to be in trouble anyway so she might as well go down swinging. The Major felt a wave of lust, love, trust, and pure submissiveness.

"That we'd let ya do anythingto us." She purred pulling back. She tilted her neck submissively as she waited for a response from her mate who was completely frozen not moving.

The Major snarled harshly and his hand went to her hair yanking sharply.

"Ya gettin a bit bold, General, but the immediate way ya submit to me... Ya know ya gotta a pretty lil mouth on ya. What am I gonna do with ya?" He asked his lips brushed hers. She felt a wave of bloodlust crash into her. Her head snapped up as he pulled back from the kiss.

"You're hungry." She mumbled trying to scramble away from him. The Major pressed his body more firmly against her.

"I ain't movin from ya, Sugah," He purred.

"Ya need ta feed!" She growled softly at him. He snarled at her.

"Less ya offerin, get that thought from ya pretty lil head. I told ya I'ma fuck ya, and I'ma love ya!" He growled. The General froze at his words because all she could think about was his teeth at her skin. The Major grinned darkly at the pure wave of lust hit him. He slowed his harsh thrust and was back to making love to his mate.

"That whatcha want, General? Ya want me to feed from ya? Sink my teeth in ya? Leave my mark on ya?" He growled the words. His hand traced a M that was carved into her chest it matched the one on his. The scar reached across both her breast. "I could feed from here." He mummered cupping her right Brest his thumb circles the nipple as he noticed the scar cut clean through it.

"Remove her mark. It wouldn't stand for her, it would mean me! This scar no longer means Maria!" He snarled using his other hand to trail the scar making her arch into his touch. She caught her breath at the way he spat that name. "Please," She begged her unseeing eyes snapped open as she wasn't even sure when they had closed.

The Major dipped his head down letting his lips hover over her nipple he gave a soft lick before blowing.

"Tell me! Who's name would it stand for? Who's General are ya?" He asked both hands cupped her breasts as he lets his thumbs swipe over her nipples.

"Majah! Please?" She begged

"Please, please, ple." Her breath cut off with a cry as The Major pulled a nipple into his mouth biting. He snarled around her as he felt himself snap his hips into hers at the rich taste of her blood. The General threw her head back as pure heat flooded her. She came with a scream. Having his fill the Major pulled back sealing the bite.

"Fuckin delicious," He mummered moving his mouth to her other one lightly sucking.

He pulled back slowing his frantic hips. He rests his cheek against hers. The General was blissed. She was just blissed. Secelia moved forward.

"Miss Whitlock," The Major mummered against her ear making her shiver.

Secelia let out a soft laugh, "As much as I alike bein called Miss Whitlock, you're free to use my nickname. I was just makin a point." She kissed his cheek. The Major kissed her hair.

"But, I like callin ya Miss Whitlock." He purred rollin his hips, "In fact if I knew if the General wouldn't mind I'd call ya by ya fuckin rank." He mumbled against her ear. The General felt herself being drawn back out. She let out a low whistle.

"I wouldn't be opposed to that, Majah, Secelia is as much of The General as I am." She mummered against his ear letting Secelia back out.

"See, Major, just like you are as much of Jasper as ya are The Major." She purred his name.

The Major snarled liking the way she called him Jasper. By the grin on her face he knew that she knew he liked it. He felt a realization sweep over him as he thought over the words. He froze looking down at his beautiful mate.

"Major, you all right?" She asked cupping his face.

"I-" His voice broke, "I fuckin love ya! Every single part of ya! Ya can't fuckin leave me now, okay, you gotta stay with me, now, ya hear?" He asked a sob caught in his throat because he was The Major and he wasn't supposed to love, he wasn't supposed to feel.

"I'm right here." She purred before carefully moving so she was on top of him. The Major tensed. Secelia let a soft purr fall from her lips.

"Let us love you?" She whispered against his ear.

"Ya been so good to us Major, made us your, General, will you let us love you? Please?" She mummered placing a kiss to his ear. Slowly she moved rocking into him. The Major felt another sob catch at his throat as wave after wave of love washed over him. His hands go to her sides as he feels himself melt into the mattress. His mate lets out a loud purr, causing him to echo it.

"There ya go, Major, let ya General take care of you. Let us show you what we feel for ya. Let us heal ya." Her words were soft sweet and gentle. His hips thrusted upward.

He lets out a groan as he feels her burrow her head into the crook of his shoulder. "You're going to kill me. Ya makin me soft. I am not soft!" He snarled in her ear. White eyes meet his.

"Nothin is wrong with feelin, Major Jasper Ares Whitlock! Do you think that we are weak because we submit to you?" She asked letting out a soft huff as he snarled viciously in response. He goes to move them but she is faster catching his hands.

"Ya haven't seen Gen angry, her anger quickly turns inward and I don't think ya want us questioning who we are to ya, Major, you said that your keepin us and that we are yours, but you are ours too! Don't make us question our worth. Not after the way your touches healed us. Don't break us in a way ya might not be able to fix! So...lay...there...and...let...us...love...you!" The words were growled in his ear harshly accompanied by the roll of her hips.

"That an order, General Whitlock?" He asked thrusting his hips upward. His hands slide to her hips as he stills her rolling hips. He yanked her down harshly into him making her head fly back as a cry escaped her lips.

"Ya ordering me? Secelia? Wonder if General would be so brave or if she'd let me fuck the life outta her like a good girl ?" He asked thrusting harder. He smirked as her eyes go flat black.

"Are ya sayin, Majah, that ya just gave me a challenge? " She brushed her lips against his as a sudden need washed over her. She sucked in a breath as feelings swirled around her. He wanted her to take control. He needed her too.

"Fraid you'll have to order us, Majah, Secelia may talk a big game, but we don't know anything about takin control." She admitted softly.

"Fuck, ya gonna make me give ya everything aren't ya, Baby girl." He purred suddenly he moved them to the wooden chair beside his bed. He growled as he sat as he slipped deeper inside her. She let her hands go to his shoulders. The Major let his hands go to her hips he pulled her off of him before simply dropping her onto him making her cry out rocking forward.

"Yes! Keep doin that sugah, look atcha ya like this, ya like havin ya Major under ya, at ya complete mercy, Don'tcha?" He asked growing as her lips go to his ear.

"Ya know, I don't talk this much when yer takin control of me." She nipped his ear, but before he could say anything she continued talking, "I think ya simply talk just cause ya want to be heard. Your voice is soothing." She mumbled. The Major wrapped a hand in her hair.

"Are ya sayin ya hear me? That it's my voice causin ya to feel so bold as ya in my lap?" He asked yanking her hair harshly.

"Course I hear ya, I see ya, you made me your General, you are my Majah!" She snarled gently nipping his neck. She takes in a breath of his scent. The General closed her eyes.

"You don't even know," Her breath caught and The Major froze as he felt a tear hit his shoulder. "Damn it! Ya have been makin this about us this whole, fuckin time! Even right now, ya makin every word, every touch, and every move about us. Damn it ya can't see that ya have us, that we could simply fall apart at ya voice alone." She paused pressing her face closer into his neck. She continued,

"Can't ya see we're tryin to do the same? That we're trying to tell you that you're ours. That we love ya? I don't know how to do for ya what ya have done to us, but I hope that my touches are at least healin part of ya soul like yours have done to mine." A strangled sob left her throat and he couldn't take it anymore. He moved them so he stood at he edge of his bed. He could feel her heartache, her lust, and the pure love that she was sending him. The Major pulled out and sat his mate on her feet in front of him. The General began to wonder if she had went to far as her mate snarled out,

"Whitlock submissive pose, General, now!" He barked. Following orders she dropped to her knees remembering that Charlotte had told her what the Whitlock submissive pose was. The Major couldn't stop the purr at the sight of his mate on her knees, Her arms laid in-front of her palms face up, and her head rested on her forearms. The Major circled her. His hand gently ghosted over her body. The purr in his chest grew as she stayed absolutely still for him. Stopping in front of her he reached out his hand tangled in her hair. He yanked making her head pull back.

"Now," He said darkly, "Brace ya hands against ya knees l. Ya gonna be in this position for a lil bit." She does as told. The Major doesn't miss the flash of nervousness before it melts into complete trust and submissiveness.

"Good girl, I gotcha, just want ta talk, Sugah." He drawled his voice darkening further.

"It seems, my mate that ya don't understand how ya affect me. Ya don't understand how I hold myself back as ya speak so beautiful, ya talk about lovin me, ya touches healing me, ya say ya want me ta fall apart for ya?" He asked, then purrs as he realized she was waiting for permission to speak.

"Speak, ya got such a pretty lil voice!" He orders.

"Yes, Majah," She said softly. The Major hummed.

"The way ya lips wrap around my name. Wonder if they'd wrap around me like that!" He cackled letting the head of his cock trail across her lips. "Open for, me? Love me with ya pretty lil mouth! Can ya do that? Can ya be a Good Girl? Will ya-" His voice cut off with feral snarl as her lips wrapped around him.

"Oh Sugah," His hand tightened in her hair. He pulled out letting the tip of him trace her lips. He thrust deeply going down her throat. "Suck!" He demanded letting loose a growl as she did.

"Such a Good Girl, gosh darlin, ya feelin pure relief at this. Did ya need this? " He groaned pulling out. His hand tightened in her hair making her cry out.

"Unless I specifically tell ya not ta talk, speak! Don't hide ya voice from me, General!" He growled.

"Yes," She said softly.

"Yes, what baby girl , Tell me!" He snarled yanking her hair again.

"Fuck, ya gonna make us say it, Damn it, okay, Majah, yes I needed this. Ya weren't understanding, and I needed-" She choked on her words as he thrusted back into her.

"This what ya need, General, ya need ya Major? Do you need me to be inside fuckin ya mouth? This what ya need? What ya want?" He asked laughing darkly making her shudder.

"Ya like this... takin care of ya mate. You look so beautiful like this, Sugah, only I can get ya on ya knees." He says thrusting harshly. He lets out a laugh as he feels her teeth gently scrape him as her tongue swirls around him. She relaxed her jaw making him slide deeper.

"That's a good girl! Taking ya Major, oh, baby girl," He purred before his voice turned to a dark whisper.

"I can feel you, I can smell you, and I love you. I'ma fall apart for ya just like ya want me to." He purred. He pulled out letting the head of him brush across her lips before thrusting back in making her moan. That sound, the vibrations, and the feel of her tongue swirling around him is his undoing.

"Oh, oh, I'ma cum, Swallow! " He demanded coming undone with a roar. She swallowed everything he gave her. The Major pulled out with a loud pop. He picked his mate up and laid her on her stomach as he climbed over her. His eyes take in her bare back that he hadn't even noticed. He feels shocked as his eyes take in the scars, and he can't

He can't

"Oh Darlin," Jasper chokes out seeing her back. She had four names carvers into her skin.

Major

Captain

Lieutenant

He noted the last name right as her back curved meeting her bottom

General He lets his fingers trace the scar. He feels a wave of shame wash over him. Gently as to not startle her he slapped her bottom making her jump and her breath catch.

"None of that now, General Secelia Aphrodite Whitlock! I'll take you over my knee." He threatened. He felt a flash of nervousness then curiosity.

"Jay?" She asked softly hesitating, He hummed his fingers trailing other scars across her back.

"If you did that it wouldn't be because ya were actually angry right, and..." She asked pausing closing her eyes and turning so he could see the turmoil in her face.

"You wouldn't leave, right? Even if somethin happened and we did something that made ya absolutely furious?" She whispered keeping her eyes closed.

"Never!" His voice was a even darker then the Major making her eyes fly open. He cupped her cheek with such tenderness that it made her throat close up.

"Never would I raise a hand to ya in anger, and no matter what I won't leave!" He snapped his teeth pulled at her ear.

"Even if one day ya decide that ya hate us?" She whispered. Jasper growled in her ear.

"Oh, sweetheart, nothin will make me hate ya. If I ever take ya over my knee it's cause I love ya." He says softly before kissing her. Then he moves them to the bathroom.

"Let's shower, Darlin, ya gettin hungry, let me clean ya, and take care of ya." He says lovingly closing the door behind him as he started the shower.