The General and The Major

by WarriorShadow7297

Hybrids, Half human and half vampire. They are powerful, but one stands out from the rest, The General. Vampires are strong and powerful as well but, there is one who stands out from the rest, The Major. Both have shared Alliances and enemies. What happens when two worlds collide and unexpected events unfold. The Major has finally found his mate.

26. Chapter 25

Chapter 25

A/N: Some mature scenes, later, But mainly we're focused on the Volturi, and the shenanigans, because what better way to introduce three new Whitlocks than shenanigans?

3rd P.O.V

Major Jasper Ares Whitlock had expected many things when standing by his mate, brother and sister in front of the Volturi kings, but the scene in front of him matched nothing of what he was preparing for. The three kings of his kind in front of him were relaxed, not at all tense like the ones in Carlisle portrait that hung in the house back in Forks. That wasn't what made him so shocked however, no it was the light baby pink, almost neon but not quite hair that Cauis was sporting, the emerald green hair that Aro had, and the streak of silvery blue lock in Marcus's brown hair that caught his attention. Jasper had been expecting many things this however wasn't one, and Jasper was mortified when Peter and Charlotte broke into fuckin giggles from their place beside him and his mate.

"Who got who?" The question came from Peter as he tried to stop his giggling. The one king that Carlisle had warned Jasper of a temper smirks amused.

"It seems the young Whitlocks didn't take kindly to Aro's small suggestion that they teach our guard a few of their tricks. Nonetheless they were welcomed to kindly oblige after I told them they took after their namesake under a simple condition, these are the terms, and the only reason Marcus still has all his brown hair minus the one is because and I quote, "We like him the most," I happen to be slightly offended!" Cauis's answered with a scowl.

"Please brother you were more offended by that than the fact you lost a fight with the General herself, and she even fought fairly, however it's quite rude to not introduce ourselves, forgive us, Jasper, things have been a bit exciting, even for someone as vibrant as me, I am Aro, this is Marcus, and Cauis." Aro introduced holding out his hand.

Jasper was hesitant until he noticed himself covered in a faint purple glow. He smirked knowing this to be his mates shield, and knowing his thoughts were safe he clasped hands with Aro. They shook hands briefly.

"They're outside, the garden," Marcus says.

"You two go on ahead, Marcus, Cauis, Aro, lead us to the guard, Peter and I will be happy to have a brush up." Charlotte says with a grin.

Secelia tugged Jasper out of the room excitedly. Jasper was happy to follow her. Once they were outside Secelia could no longer contain the hysterical laughter. Jasper cracked and couldn't help but chuckle himself.

"I wasn't expecting that! I've never met the Volturi, but damn that isn't how I would expected to meet them!" Jasper chuckled.

"Someone had to-" Secelia's words trailed off as Jasper suddenly came to a stop, turning and snarled and had her back against the wall. His eyes go flat black letting the Major out.

"Who the fuckin hell's sneaking up on meh? Fuckin show ya self coward." The Major drawled. Secelia blinked before stretching out her senses. A familiar feeling washed over her, a feeling of warmth, a feeling she had only ever felt when an illusion was present. She reached out her own shield, and the two collided. An instant familiar burst.

Both shields merge before...

Snap

The Major blinks as suddenly the bare grassy land before him changed into a garden, and sitting on a bench not far from where they had been standing was a young purple haired woman who was groaning with in her head in her hands.

"Ow, Jayson, I swear if that's you again!" She looked up. Lavender eyes meet pitch black. They haven't yet noticed who was behind the man. Rosie took immediate notice how this man resembles a picture of a man at her uncle Peters house. Peter had told her this man, if she ever met him, and he had black eyes that he wasn't to be messed with. This was the man who her uncle Peter was obviously afraid of, and told her to never even acknowledge. Rosie was in a toss up, fear or curiosity.

Oh, who was she kidding, she wasn't the daughter of General Whitlock for nothing, and this guy scared the shit out of her uncle Peter, and she didn't know what she wanted most to threaten him, or to ask him how he managed to scare her uncle?

Not daring to stand she stayed seated, and made herself comfortable. If the man was going to hurt her, well, he'd have a very pissed off coven.

"You, you're the man from the picture at uncle Peters house, you scare him, and I am in between threatening you or asking how you managed to get someone like my uncle Peter to say, "The guy scares the shit outta me, Rose, never interact with em, especially if he's got black eyes." So mister whoever you are, I'm gonna say this only once and if this ever gets back to uncle Peter, I'll kill you, If you for whatever reason touch a hair on my uncle's head, I know at least five, if not six counting that asshat, Garrett who will rip you to shreds, and tiny pieces of you ever hurt him!"

The Major just blinks at the rant, he can feel his mate behind him shaking with suppressed laughter, and it took all his control not to smirk at the spitfire in front of him, but he couldn't help it by the next words that leave her mouth.

"Now, details, how the hell did you get my uncle Peter to be scared shitless of you?" The question however isn't answered as suddenly a blonde sandy haired man scoops the girl up in his arms. The Major would've growled had he not recognized the boy or his scent from his mates memories. The Major was however surprised by the pure relief flowing from the boy.

"Jay-" Rosie's words are interrupted by the soft fragile voice of her older brother.

"I couldn't find you, and then I felt your slight panic, your not supposed to be-"

"Sorry, it was a bit to loud inside, and do you obviously have to be so protective?" She asked

"It's my job," He argued

"Yeah, I know, but you're supposed to be trying to sleep." The two seemed engaged in their own conversation forgetting the world around them. Jasper back in control now moved beside his mate wrapping an arm around her shoulders as they listened waiting for them to realize why they were smelling their mother's scent and the other surprisingly comfortable scent of their mom's mate, but neither noticed, or had they already known thanks to a golden haired, blue eyed girl who watched from a window upstairs and was going to make her way downstairs in just a bit.

"I don't need to sleep, Rosie , I haven't slept for ten years another few won't-"

"Jasper?" Two sets of eyes snapped over to them at that drawl. Jasper looked down his golden eyes meeting dark onyx. Jasper couldn't help the smile as he grinned at his General.

"Yes, Darlin," He purred

"Ya heard that right? Or am I going fuckin crazy, did Jayson Whitlock say he ain't had sleep in ten fuckin years?" She asked her rage apparent in her voice.

"Uh oh, I'll go try to get some sleep, bye Rose!" Before anyone could stop him, Jayson, sits Rosie back down on the bench and is gone like the wind.

"That was fast, He's totally not going to hide in Marcus's Library, you're probably going to have to sedate him, Mamma Gen, and he's not gonna like it." Rosie jumped flinching as Avery came up from behind. Avery placed a calming hand on her older sister's shoulder.

"Why though? Why not sleep for- oh," The General cuts off her own question realizing the answer. She let out a soft sigh and slowly let Secelia back to deal with this, because well, hadn't she done the same thing? Not letting Secelia have control during the wars, wanting to protect her from the violent punishments? In this case, Jayson had done the same thing, only protecting his sisters.

Jasper's arm tightened around her shoulders. It's Rosie who breaks the silence turning to Avery.

"So, That's him?" She asks, Avery nodded. Jasper really wanted to shift as lavender eyes access him. Lavender eyes widen slightly when they meet golden instead of the black. Rosie lets out an amused huff before turning back to Avery.

"This how it felt with those few meetings with momma Gen, when you didn't know her name then? I totally agree with your sentiment that's it's rude to leave a party without introducing yourself at least, and crap," Rosie paused locking eyes with Jasper.

"You owe me a story, you're apparently family and as much as one never bets against uncle Peter, one never ever bets against Aves," A chuckle draws everyone's attention and there are Peter, Charlotte, and Jayson. Jayson who freezes momentarily until Peter huffs. Moving at vampire speed he removes Jaspers arm from around Secelias shoulders. Jasper is confused until he notices his mate had an armful of Jayson. Jayson who for the first time in ten years felt safe.

Secelia didn't take notice of the hot tears that were soaking her shirt. She tightened her arms feeling him shaking, Avery stands from the bench.

"You should sit with him. It seems thanks to uncle Peter and aunt Char, he's agreed to go to sleep, for a bit, and it'll work best if you hold him. I haven't, we haven't seen Jay half this-" Secelia doesn't need to hear anymore. She scooped her boy up, and moved sitting him sideways as they sat beside Rosie. Jayson didn't even complain about the fact his mom was currently holding him like a little boy on her lap. He didn't say a word, just turned burrowed his head into her neck and taking a deep breath of her scent. A wave of exhaustion flowed over him. Jayson however tired he was couldn't help but notice his mom smelled different, and in his now dreary sleepy state says something that if he ever had known he'd said wouldn't be able to live with the embarrassment.

"You smell different, not bad different, different, like, like, well I don't know what it's like, but I could live with it. Remind me to find out whatever this scent is so I can find it and keep it." Soft fingers stroke his hair. He can hear soft mummered amused words around him. He can't make them out. He's finally safe, and to tired to care what everyone is yapping about anyway.

"I believe he's smelling your scent, It's a win dad, apparently Jay wants to keep you," Avery teased, and Rosie laughed softly.

"Jay what if the scent belongs to a person?" She teased. Jayson who was about half asleep in his mom's arms mumbles, "Then we find em, an make 'em stay with us, but I don't know how momma's mate would like the idea cause the scents on mom, poor guy would flip, an then I'd have to ask if he would still be cool with the person staying." He can feel his mom's chuckle and had he been more awake he would've asked what was funny. He could hear her tell him softly.

"Jay, hun that is my mate your smelling." She says softly. Had Jayson been a little more awake he would've been horrified by his next words. Alas, Jayson was too far into sleep mode as he muttered a soft,

"Damn it, that means I have to ask him to stay, he was probably going to do that anyway, and if he wasn't and he left and made my mom sad, I would kill him, but I already know he won't do that, mom's got this way about her, and she could have anybody. If he makes her happy that means I am stuck with him, and I think that means he'll end up somehow becoming my dad, cause the guys got something about him too, wait does this mean I get an actual dad? Who cares! He's mom's mate and she's smitten, and he's like, well he'd light himself on fire if it made her happy. I can feel that, empathy, gift or curse it's nice. The way he feels about her. Fine, plan zero, feelings ever not nice kill him, good?" His sleepy rambling comes to a halt.

A beat, "Good," Jayson answers himself before light snores are coming from him.

Everything is silent.

"Well, I am certainly getting a lot of threats today," Jasper breaks the ice, and then turns to Avery who's standing beside Peter and Charlotte. He raises an eyebrow and cocks his head to the side. Avery smirks,

"Technically, basically you can use say Rosie's threat to the Major about ripping you to shreds over a certain uncle of ours will be the beginning of what us Whitlock kids will do if you hurt our mom."

'Have I mentioned I fuckin love her?' Jasper is shocked stunned by the Major's admission, sure he had expected for his mates kids to be something but apparently all three of these kids had the Major on their side.

"Avery, Shh, you're not supposed to tell anybody that I even remotely like uncle Peter, you know how big his ego gets!" Rosie scolded.

"As much fun as it would be to continue this light conversation there's shit we gotta talk about," Peter says.

"Crap, how much did Jay tell you?" Rosie asks wanting to at least have an idea of what they were working with.

"Honestly, not stuff we didn't already know, Maria, Zane hybrid vampire war, the basics of how apparently ya took a page out of ya mom's book and destroyed them from the inside, an apparent constant battle. How they're after Whitlock coven." Peter listed rapidly. Avery lets out a soft sigh.

"Course he'd leave us the hard thing, the one thing, shit, though it makes sense, he wouldn't want to even-Shit, shit, shit," Avery curses pacing before turning to Jasper. Jasper is shocked when she simply grabs his hand, and pulls him towards the bench. Rosie scoots, as does Secelia, taking the seat Jasper sits down wrapping an arm around his mates shoulders. Avery moves back to pacing.

Finally she turns her blue eyes locked with her sister. Rosie turns slightly facing her mom, and Jasper. Her eyes make contact with Jasper.

"It's bad, and it's going to at some point when it clicks cause mamma Gen to go into a panic attack, it's the reason Jay is afraid to sleep, and it's the reason why mom keeps her mind locked. So you, look out for her, because if you don't, we will have issues,"

'Fuck, I really don't want to know where this is going.' The General mumbled mentally. Jasper tightened his grip on Secelias shoulders. "Slow deep breath mom," Avery mummered and stood beside Rosie grabbing her sister's hand in support for what Rosie was about to say. As soon as Secelia exhaled, Rosie spoke,

"Doctor Chen is alive." Secelia was confused.

"What the hell is a-Oh,"

'Fuck it has to be those fuckin memories. The ones Gen doesn't even let Dite touch, Gen?' Secelia asked mentally wanting confirmation but the General was silent, still and slight panic welled up at not being able to feel her but then she spoke and Secelia could tell she wasn't all there.

'Give me a moment, go on ask em who he is, but please no one, not you, Dite, Jas, Majah, Ares ask me anything about him yet, I can't right now, the only thing that's holding me together is feeling our mate hold us an arms around our boy, I fuckin swear if he did to him what he fuckin did-fuck just please.'

"Breathe, Darlin," Jasper mumers softly. She takes a breath and the Major's praise washes throughout her mind. 'That's a good girl, take in another an focus on ya surroundings, we gotcha,' He practically purred. She takes another one, and then again. She feels her fingers running through her son's hair, she can feel her mate as he holds her against his side, and she can smell the scents of her coven around her. She grabs control and holds it tightly.

"Okay, Rose, Aves, you're going to have to explain who exactly this Doctor Chen is." She says and draws herself up at feeling her mates pride. Rosie and Avery share a look.

"He's an evil scientist hybrid vampire that likes to experiment," Avery's raspy voice was rough as she spat the last word viciously, "He likes to experiment on other hybrids, he works for Zane, and now Maria, he tortures other hybrids especially those with powers. Goes as far as to try to drug them to make there powers stronger or weaker and when he doesn't get the results he wants he-he," Tears are falling and Avery is pulled into the arms of her aunt Charlotte.

"He locks them in a cage, separated from each other, like a fuckin animal, and each time a subject would fall asleep he'd up the dosage of whatever drugs. It didn't matter. Some of the drugs keep them awake for years, ten, twenty, an even as far as a hundred. It's fuckin sick, man keeps people, hybrid, vampires in cages, starves them, fuckin-"

"Char, baby, enough, we get it, how do you know about this? I ain't ever heard of a Doctor Chen, an I've been in the hybrid and vampire wars." Peter says. Charlotte shakes her head, her arms tighten around her niece.

"Doctor Chen preys on children Peter, fuckin, children, he fuckin uses fuckin children for sick twisted games, Doctor Chen is right up there with fuckin Zane, he fuckin grooms-"

"Charlotte, please?" Charlotte snapped her mouth shut at the General's voice. The General is holding it together by a fuckin thread. The General takes a deep breath.

"Wonderful that asshole, an let me guess, Jay here pulls a fuckin Gen, cause he's just like his momma right?" The General drawls tightening her grip on Jayson.

"As if he'd do anything else, told Doctor Chen as long as he didn't touch us he could keep him in that room." The General's head snapped over to Rosie.

"Not a chance that room have a certain number or phrase?" The General drawled. "It was simply labeled cold room." The General turned her eyes locked with Jasper's. The free hand not stroking Jayson's hair moved to Jasper's hand and she makes him grip her tightly, so tight that a bruise will be on her shoulder. She reaches out to him mentally. Don't for whatever reason loosen ya grip, Jas, you fuckin hold me tight, got it?' Slowly she moved her hand away and wrapped her arm back around her son.

"We're gonna fuckin kill 'em." It's the only explanation she offers Jasper before giving control back to Secelia.

"Well, What are we standing around this old place for. Come on, Let's get a move on to Texas, I swear you're all as slow as Christmas!" Avery says her voice it's usual rasp, she steps back from Charlotte.

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A/N: Some Mature scenes ahead, very mature, comfort sex, claiming, mentions of breeding, very, very dominant, wicked , and downright dirty Jasper...Well, Major...

They'd stopped on their journey to Texas, and were at a hotel. Peter, and Charlotte sharing a room. The three kids sharing a room, and Jasper and Secelia sharing a room. Jasper shut the door closed, locking it, and turned back around only for arms to be thrown around his neck. Immediately he wrapped his arms around her, as he feels soft lips gently kissing his neck.

"Jasper?" It's the voice of his General. Jasper tightened his arms around her. "Yes, Darlin?" He purred softly. He feels tears hitting his skin but he doesn't care.

"I know ya probably fuckin confused, frustrated, and probably want to know what the fucks fuck is goin on in my head ta make me ask this, but I just, I can't right now, an I know that isn't fair, but regardless of that, ya not gonna let us go, right? Ya not gonna let anyone take us, cause we're yours, right?" The words are panicked, rushed and beg him to understand. Lips are kissing his neck with vigor and Jasper can't help the soft growl that leaves him as she begins to suck his skin. Her body is pressed against his, and hands gently tangle in his golden locks.

"Damn right you're fuckin mine! An like fuckin hell Ima let somebody fuckin take ya for whatever fuckin reason! Ya belong to me, and I don't know what's going on in that beautiful head of yours, but when ya ready to let me know, you'll still be fuckin mine! You are always MINE!" He snarled. She's sucking at his skin harshly, and he feels it as she mummered a soft, very low, and drawn out,

"Prove it, Jasper, fuckin prove it please? Please? Please? Pretty please, Maj-Ah!!!" She gives a cry as he moves rapidly having her pinned to the wall. Jasper lets out a soft sigh, "Darlin, darlin, darlin General, Easyyy," He drawled and pressed fully against her. Her hands moved from his hair to clutch at his back and pull him as close as possible. Jasper tangled his own hands in her hair. He pulls hard and kisses her shoving his tongue into her mouth.

'Don't call on Major unless you want him to ask, and rest assured he will ask, he'll demand you tell him exactly how long you were there, and depending on how long, well, that's how long we will love it out of you, fuck it out of you even if it's a hundred fuckin years, so unless you really want him, really need him, really, really, need him to fuckin dominate you then don't answer me, an I'll fuckin distract the fuckin hell out of ya." He breathed against her lips. She shivered against him.

"Course my mate would figure it out, probably my reaction to Char's rant, I don't say please to anyone, least without good reason." Her words are soft and she looks away from him. He grips her chin, and softly, gently kisses her.

"You actually mean it," She mumbled against his lips. Jasper lets out a hum, and licks her lips. Her voice is choked a bit as she answers his unasked question.

"Ya, Major, Ares, you'd actually do all that, you'd actually..." Her voice trailed off before she cleared her throat.

"The longest time that someone was held there, was when the whole program started, when Zane first hired the fuckin bastard. See the hybrid wars started way back, even before the southern vampire wars, they started about around the year, 1755 and the longest time that Doctor fuckin Chen kept someone there was the year 1955, meaning, two hundred years, 2401.641 months, 10435.7 weeks, 73050 days-" Her mouth snapped shut, and she closed her eyes and buries her face into his shirt.

'It ain't fuckin fair Jas, Majah, Ares, it's not fuckin fair, this year is fuckin 50, only fuckin 50 years.' Jasper had an idea of what she was trying to tell him, but he needed to be absolutely sure that he was certain before he lost complete control. His hands tightened and he let his fingers brush her scalp in a rough soothing touch. He can feel the Major in him rise up.

'Sugah, spell it out for us, if ya need me cause, I ain't understandin.' The Major growled in her mind. Jasper feels her breath hitch at the Major's drawl. The General lets out a soft, wet, and slightly hysterical laugh.

"It's alright Majah, ya already know exactly what I'm sayin, don't worry, even I ain't accepted the fact that rat fuckin bastard had me for two hundred years. Those are memories no one fuckin see's not even Dite, I keep them in a deadbolted fuckin steel door and keep cherishing the fifty years of fuckin freedom." Her voice is thick against him, and her lips are back on his neck, sucking, her teeth scraped his skin. Jasper lets out a loud moan. Her thoughts echo into his mind. He can feel her attention and focus is on the feeling of his skin against her teeth.

'Fuck, I don't want to think about that anymore, not here, not now, not with my mate, he won't let us go. He won't ever let us go back to...' Her voice is soft and broken and Jasper, The Major, and Ares get a flash of coldness. It's like fire, only worse, so much worse, they feel like pure ice is flowing through their veins, and it's so fuckin cold! Her thoughts go panicky.

'Not supposed to see that, no one can know about, cold it was always so fuckin cold, fuck Gen snap the fuck out of it. Fuckin fuck,' The coldness intensified and Jasper, the Major, nor Ares can think. Suddenly her voice rings through their head again.

'I gotta snap out of this before it drags us all fuckin under, fuck, I gotta snap ya outta my fuckin hell, I need, oh ta fuckin hell with it,' She bites him, hard, her teeth embedding themselves deep into his marble skin that to her felt soft. She pulls in a mouthful of his venom and can't help the softest of moans leaving her in bliss at his taste.

It's The Major who grasps control of the reins, he can't help the loud moan he lets out at the feeling of her teeth inside of him. She goes to dislodge her teeth but the hands holding her head pushed her back down.

"Drink, you're going to fuckin suck my venom into ya mouth until I tell ya to fuckin stop, is that clear, my mate?" The dark southern drawl lets her know exactly who she's dealing with. She simply answers by pulling another mouthful of venom in her mouth. The taste of her mates venom is warm in her mouth. He tasted like, well like him, like hers, like fuckin home!

The General can't help but clutch him closer, and closer. The Major lets out a low dirty chuckle. His body pressed hers back into the wall, and she finds herself unable to even move as he begins to rub himself all over her. She can't stop the soft moan of pleasure at feeling him pressing against her and rubbing himself all over her.

"That's a good girl, fuck if it wasn't for the fact I wanted you like this, I'd fuckin strip before tarring the fuckin clothes from ya body, and ya want to know what I would do to ya then, Darlin?" He mummered his voice thick with desire and need.

'Ya gonna make us, me yours until it sticks into my head that no one, absolutely no one, can ever take us, me from ya, right, Major?' His lips brushed her ear as she says his name without the familiar accent. Her voice is small, vulnerable, needful, and while the Major much prefers her actual dragged out version of her name, he understands that she only ever says his actual name when she's afraid.

He tightened his grip painfully in her hair, and rubbed himself against her at vampire speed. "Damn fuckin right I am going to make ya mine, over and over, but first I am marking you, not with my teeth, not with my hands that are going to be wrapped around your precious neck later no darlin, let me tell ya exactly what I'ma fuckin do..." He purred. The thought had been in the back of his mind for days and the Major knew that Ares was on board. There only problem was Jasper. Jasper who was hesitant because he feared his mate would find the idea absolutely disgusting. She'd look at them differently. Look at them as the fuckin savage, possessive, and downright fuckin disgusting vampire they were.

'Major,' Jasper warns, 'Don't ask her that, she'll find us absolutely disgusting.'

The General paused her teeth were deep within him. 'Majah?' She drawled mentally, and couldn't help the small burst of pride as her mate let out a dark purr in her ear. The Major can't help himself as he breathed a heavy, loud, accented, long moan of,

"Yesss, Darlin?" He says licking the shell of her ear.

'Did Jasper just say I'd find something, anyfuckinthing, disgusting about ya, that I would find my mate who promised to fuckin love my pain, to fuck it, until it's fuckin replaced by him, disgusting, that just what he implied ain't it?' The Major can't help but rub himself harder against her. 'Fuck keep it up an I'll fuckin shove Jas an Ares both to the back of my mind, hide them away until it's just you and me, and it won't fuckin matter what ya fuckin think as I do what I fuckin want with ya, but to answer your question...' He paused his lips ghosted over her ear again.

"Yes, Ma'am," He snarled letting out soft grunts as he rubbed himself harder and faster against her.

'Okay, Jasper fuckin Whitlock, spill the secret, what's got ya worried about us finding ya disgusting?' The General orders. The Major can feel Jaspers fuckin desire at her commanding voice. However he doesn't answer.

'Fine, have it your way, Jas, Majah, can ya be a sweetheart an fill me in?' The Major lets out a low snarl at the word sweetheart. He wasn't fuckin sweet, a wave of affection washed over him.

'Right sorry, Majah,' Her voice is a soft purr in his mind and a soft wave of playfulness washes over him, 'My Majah, my strong, handsome, sexy, and absolutely ruthless, mate, will ya please fill me in?'

"I'ma show ya how ruthless I can be in a fuckin minute. Mark my words you're fuckin asking for what I have fuckin planned! Unhook ya teeth so I can fuckin kiss ya!" The Major sneers. Taking in a last pull of her mates venom. She unhooked her teeth. The second she sealed the wound his hands yanked her head and smashed his lips to hers. Her breaths came out heavily as he pulled back.

"This is what I want, I need, fuck," The Major lets out a frustrated loud growl. Moving a hand from her hair he steps out of her embrace and before a single whimper can escape her, he snatched her hands and wrapped them around his hard, pulsing, ready to burst, leather pant clad cock. He moved her hands making her stroke him. His eyes never leave hers as he opens up to her.

"I want, I fuckin need to mark you my mate, I need to mark ya with my fuckin cock, fuckin tie you up, fuckin stand at the end of the fuckin bed, make ya fuckin listen as I please myself, showing you how much I fuckin love you, how much I need you, how fuckin hard I get for you, and when I fuckin cum, I fuckin cover ya in it, and then flip you fuckin over and cum all over your fuckin back. I want you to be fuckin covered in me, and then I'ma make ya touch ya self until you fuckin cum, until I fuckin watch your fingers get slick, and I'ma want to hear them slamming in and out of ya, and then while ya do that ya fuckin suck me, till ya moan and fuckin choke. I need you until finally we can't fuckin take it and slam into your pussy, until I fuckin take you from behind, my fingers within ya, my cock in ya ass, my hand around your throat!" The whole time he's talking he moves her hands faster and faster.

He can't take her silence any longer. "Fuck, General, fuckin say something!" He growled while making her hands pump him harder and faster. "Um," She swallowed heavily clearing her throat, her cheeks are burning.

"That's very explicit, and creative." Is all she says but the Major smirks feeling her desire wash over him.

"Whatcha think Sugah," He drawled playfully and grunted softly as her hands slowly tightened around him of her own validation. He watched as she licked her lips.

"That Jas is silly for thinking that I'd find anyfuckinthing that you, he, Ares wants could ever be disgusting, and if he's ever insecure about something that is so..." Her voice trailed off but they can hear her thoughts.

'So, just so, I don't know, Sexy, dominant, like a claim if I ever heard one, I don't fuckin know but if he, you, even Ares are insecure about anyfuckinthing that involves us, we'll kick your fuckin asses. Secelia and even Dite, despite being deeply in the back of my mind at the moment would tell you three the same thing.'

The Major, Jasper, and Ares froze momentarily.

"Darlin, did ya just say we have you to ourselves, alone?" The Major drawls. The General blinks, "Well I mean, Secelia, an Dite are basically in the safe part of our mind right now, I didn't want ta have a panic attack and for them to go digging into shit, an find some of the things I keep secret." A wave of guilt briefly flashes through her, and the General swallowed.

"There are just some things that I can't share yet, but I'ma probably have to, an then I will get shit for holding it in so long, it's just," Her words trailed off, and the Major moved and held her hands above her head. He pushed Jasper back, far back into the corners of his mind. Ares moved back voluntarily and for a moment takes the Major by surprise, but the Major shakes his head and moves closer to his mate pressing against her. Unseeing black ebony eyes stared into his onyx ones and they begged him to understand, and fortunately or unfortunately the Major understood all too well.

"It's just ya would rather feel it then let them feel how bad it was, how painful, and despite the fuckin constant reassurance ya never feel as if ya strong enough, cause ya couldn't help them, couldn't keep all the bad, fucked up, and horrific memories of their own pain from happening." The Majors voice is soft, as he continues to speak.

"Secelia, ya own beast, don't think ya the only one who tries to be the strong one. They hide things too. I used to hide things from Jasper and Ares until finally very few of my walls are up, but the ones that are-" She cuts him off.

"The ones that are, they're the things they won't know, for however long we can keep it that way." She mummered. The Major brushed his lips against hers.

"Exactly, Sugah, now, whatcha say ya let ya mate show ya how much he needs ya, wants ya, loves ya, let me take it all away?" He purred.

The General lets out a small whimper as his lips go to her neck and suck. "Only if ya, Ah, Majah, let me do the same? Please?" The Major growled against her skin.

"What makes ya think I let ya do anything, My General, you are fuckin mine! That means I take what I am fuckin owed! What's MINE!" He growled nipping her skin. He rubs himself against her. The General lets out a soft moan.

"Neva ment to imply ya couldn't, Majah, just meant that I want to, need ta give ya whatever ya want, and I'll do it willingly, cause as much as I am yours..." She trailed off with a soft moan as his teeth kneeled her skin roughly.

"You are mine too." She gasped out and lets out a soft whine as he pulled away. He cooes gently shushing her.

"Shh, Shh, shh, I'm not going anywhere, I want ta watch ya take your clothes off, Sugah, I want ya to strip an go lay on the bed, on ya back, legs fuckin spread wide for meh, alright?" The General swallowed heavily at her mates tone.

"Yes, Majah," She says softly and begins to take of her top. The Major steps back, and watches as the top falls to the ground, followed by her bra, and jeans. However the moment she goes to take off her already soaked panties he stops her. He grabbed her hand, and slid it against the soaking wet fabric, between her legs.

"Fuck, sorry, Darlin, there's just something about my mate in fuckin soaking wet panties that just fuckin makes me go fuckin wild, do ya feel how wet they are?" He drawled as he made her palm herself.

"Yea, Majah," She mummered, the pressure of his hand forcing her to palm herself made more liquid flood her. The Major lets out a groan, "Fuck it!" He growled before yanking her hand away and replacing it with his own. She lets out a cry as his fingers rub her roughly through the panties. Maybe a bit too rough as the fabric gives away. His fingers slipped into her, and a cry leaves her as she feels him rub her hard enough to bruise. He freezes feeling her cum because she couldn't take it.

"I can't control myself, Majah, I can't fight it!" She lets out a yell as he roughly moves his fingers. "Then don't, Cum, Again, NOW!" He roars. She does so with a scream.

"Aw Fuck!" He cursed.

The Major yanks his hand away and takes the rest of the fabric with him, effectively tarring it into two scraps.

"Bed, NOW!" He snarled and she moved quickly. She lays on the bed with her legs spread exactly how he told her too. The Major looked down at the two thin black silk, as she always wore, wet scraps of what used to be his mates panties. A wicked sick twisted idea crossed his mind. Taking the longer piece of scrapped fabric and tares it in half. The Major smirks as he quickly uses the three pieces of fabric to tie her up.

"Fuckin beautiful," He breathed as he moved to the end of the bed and stripped at vampire speed. He admired his handiwork and began to stroke himself. The image of her was embedded into his mind. Her eyes were closed and the Major wished with everything she could see how beautiful she looked. Well since she couldn't see her beauty he'd have to just tell her.

"Ya fuckin beautiful, Darlin, there's just something about ya being tied up and fuckin laid bare like a fuckin goddess that fuckin drives me wild!" He groaned squeezing himself.

"I'm not-" His snarl cuts her off.

"My words ain't up for debate, there aren't any words, in anyfuckin language to describe you and how beautiful you are, goddess, angel, siren, nothing comes fuckin close, an nothin ya say, do, or fuckin think changes that about ya, are we fuckin clear!" He snarled and pumped himself faster, harder, fuck he could cum by just being near her.

"Yes, Majah," She answered, her lips quirking into an amused grin, her thoughts swirling his mind. 'My Majah, always seein the best in me, if only ya could see that about yourself.'

"I'm afraid darlin the only thing that is good about me is you." He mummered. A soft wave of anger washed over him. It ignited him like fire and the Major was getting the feeling that even though she was the one tied up, that if she wanted she'd break the flimsy fabric and have him against the wall. Hearing his thoughts the General lets out a soft laugh her eyes lighting up.

"So, ya totally don't like being pinned to the wall as much as me as only it's me who pins ya, Majah?" She teased, the Major lets loose a low growl.

"Easy, there Sugah, tease me too much an I will take you over my knee, and then shove myself into ya mouth, ya don't want to mess with me, Darlin." He growled out.

The General is silent but only for a moment, her lips turn into a genuine smile, "That's the thing though, you don't actually mind me, Secelia, or Dite messing with you, cause we are the only ones who can get away with it." The Major lets out a soft sigh, as if reluctantly accepting her words. He however knew they were true.

"Fine, fine, but be warned playin with fire gets ya burned, Darlin," He drawled.

"Whatever ya say, Majah, your fire isn't painful, it's warm, safe, and I know not a fuckin thing can touch me when I'm with ya. You'd burn the whole fuckin world down fore letting anything, anyone burn me but you," She says this confidently, surely.

"An what makes ya say that Darlin?" He grunts, his voice gruff as he strokes himself more, harshly, faster, rougher. A huff of air leaves her.

"As if ya don't know that I am yours, your mate, your Darlin, Sugah, baby girl, lil one, sweetheart, good girl, your fuckin everything, your General, and the whole fuckin reason ya have me like this, reminding me that I'm yours, that your the one that I can't run from, cause you'd chase after me, go through fuckin hell as long as we were together! That's the whole reason why your going to make me fuckin yours over and over, again, and again, until it sticks into me, and it's fuckin burnt into my soul, that I am yours!" Her voice is passionate and only grows more so the more she speaks.

"Ya gonna prove that every single part of me, body, mind, fuckin soul, that the pain, the shit that ya don't know about, but will cause I know that I can't hold onto it alone anymore is yours, that even my fuckin fears are yours, that everything is fuckin yours! Every scar is yours, every fuckin thing about me, about us is yours! That's it all fuckin-"

"Mine! Fuckin Mine! If ya keep it up, I will fuckin lose control, I will fuckin cum, I will spill my seed all fuckin over ya!" He snarled

"Good," Her one word response makes him freeze, with his hand wrapped tightly around himself he whispered,

"Repeat that," His voice is hard with a dark edge that makes liquid flow out of her. The General takes a deep breath.

"I said, good, Majah, I want, I need ya ta fuckin loose control with me, I need you to show me that I am yours. I fuckin need ya to please, fuckin let go, I need ya to let loose, Majah, I need, I fuckin need..." Her voice trailed off and she lets out a frustrated whine. The Major takes a ragged deep breath and moans at her scent.

"What! General, tell me, I can't help ya if ya don't tell me, Darlin, come on now, be a good girl, tell ya Major, whatcha need," He purred as he stroked himself at vampire speed.

Her voice is soft and small when she speaks and damn it if her vulnerability wasn't a complete turn on and made him harder.

"Majah, my mate, I need ya to be, rough, I need ya to claim me like ya need me, like can't fuckin breathe without me, need me, I need ta feel ya love, ya lust, fuck everything, I need ya to fuckin make me fuckin secure. I need ya to remind me, remind me that I don't break for anyone but ya, I need, fuck, I need ya to fuckin break me, hold my fuckin pieces, and then put them all back together, and I need ya to do it repeatedly, normally I ain't this brave but fuck it, I need ya to break me, hold me, put me back together cause ya are the only, only one who can, and I don't break for anyone, fuckin anyone, anybody but you, and that when I fuckin break." She paused and her unseeing eyes locked on his.

Damn if his breath didn't hitch at the pure fuckin love, lust, and fuck, submissive vulnerability in those inky black depths. She takes a breath before she speaks again.

"When I break, shatter into a million tiny fuckin pieces, you fuckin remind me that General fuckin Whitlock breaks only for Major Jasper Ares Whitlock and she does it fuckin willingly, always fuckin willingly, cause ya always give me exactly what I want, what I need, and I need to fuckin break for ya, Majah, please?" She begged

The Major's breath is ragged, deep, and his voice is horse as if he's been screaming as he speaks.

"Then fuckin break, ya fuckin break, ya want rough, Darlin, ya need me to be fuckin rough, I can do that, I am a fuckin second away from shooting my seed onto ya, I will fuckin cover ya in me! You will smell of me! Ya will tast of my fuckin seed cause I will shove myself down your throat! You will be leaking of fuckin me, and ya fuckin want to don'tcha, fuck, fuckin begging to break for me, because ya fuckin want too! Fuck ya such a good girl!" The Major let out a laugh as his eyes trailed down her body before he looks at her glistening, wet, sex. She's still slick from having cum, and liquid was steadily pooling on the bed.

"Good girl, you're wet, and I can see the slight trembling in ya fuckin legs each time I say, Good Girl! You're such a Good Girl! Only my Good Girl tells me what she needs, and only my Good Girl wants me to fuckin cum all over her doesn't she?" He purred

"Please, Majah?" She begged the Major lets out a hiss.

"Fuck, ask me, I need to hear ya actually say, Major please cum all over me, fuckin beg!" He ordered with a rumble. He was expecting her to work it up, he wasn't expecting for her to just say it and beg, and Damn fuck if it wasn't the hottest fuckin sexiest thing.

"Majah, please cum for me, all over me, mark me with ya seed, please, please, please-"

Her pleas were cut off as he let out a loud roar. His cum squirted all over her in a long stream.

"Fuuuck! General! Good fuckin Girl!" He can't help but moan. It was a really good thing that most hotels were sound proofed. The Major can't help it. The sight of his cum on her body, it covered her breast and stomach. The sight is too fuckin much. He grasped himself feeling himself about to cum again, he steps closer to the bed. He's stroking himself and she can hear him.

"Majah?" The sound of her voice saying his name is enough to send him over the edge and she doesn't even get to ask whatever it was she was going to because hot liquid suddenly hits her, it fills her mouth, sprays all over her, sticky wetness gets in her hair. A snarl leaves him. The Major is still stroking himself as he moves farther back against the door this time. The softest of moans make him look as she licks her lips.

"Fuck! Fuckin fuck, General!" He cums again, all over her lower half. The sight of her pussy covered in his cum makes a purr fall from his lips. He moved untying her.

"What are ya-" Her inquire is cut off as he picks her up, purring as he takes her to the bathroom. He sits her on her feet as he starts a nice hot shower. The purr hasn't stopped and continues to flow from his lips. The General finds herself pushed up against the shower wall as the stickiness of his cum falls away. She's a bit confused. Sensing her confusion the Major still in a very instinctive dominant state pressed against her, his hands began to wash her hair.

"My scent is all over ya, even washing my cum off makes no difference, ya gonna be smelling of me!" He drawled before he detached the shower head. After washing her hair he didn't bother using a rag to wash her body using his hands instead. The Major smirks as he was rinsing her. He turned up the water pressure. "Lean back, against the wall," He ordered. He purred as she does as told. He brushed the shower head down her body chuckling as she shivered until he had it right where he wanted, right between her legs. A sharp gasp leaves her at the warm water shooting up her, he pressed the shower head against her.

"Ya like that Darlin," He asked purring at the soft meowing noise that left her lips. "Yes, Majah," She muttered, He pulled it away turning off the water. He scooped her up and moved back to the bedroom. He threw her roughly onto the bed. Not rough enough to hurt but just a bit rough. He slowly stalked forward and grabbed her legs roughly. He gives a sharp yank and hooks them up over his shoulders. He takes a breath of her delicious scent.

"Now, ya gonna fuckin scream for me!" It's all the warning he gives before simply devouring her. She had no chance to even think of a response because he devours her with a great hunger. It's absolutely ruthless.

"Majah, Ahh! Fuck," She cursed gripping the sheets her head thrashing. He growled against her making another scream leave her. His thoughts are flowing through their mental connection and his mental voice is full of pure desire as he speaks to her mentally as his tongue brushed at a harsh, fast, and rough pace inside her.

'That's a Good Girl, keep fuckin screaming for me, I want, I need to know that I'm the one making you fuckin desperate, fuck, if I wasn't so hungry for ya and needed ta taste ya, I would make ya fuckin sit on my face, but fuck I need ya, do ya feel me, ya taste absolutely fuckin delicious, and you're all mine! MINE! Only I get ta fuckin taste ya, ain't that right, General?' He purred

"Yes, Majah! Please?" She begged screaming as his teeth scraped one of her folds as he relentlessly thrust his tongue into her. His voice is a loud snarl.

'Cum! Right now in my fuckin mouth! Let me fuckin drink-' His thoughts are drowned out by the sound of her own screaming as she came for him. The Major lets out a moan as he licks her clean.

"Good Girl, General," He purrs pulling away and cackled darkly as she whimpers. He gently sits her legs down. Then he moves to sit beside her. He lets out a loud breath as he whispers in her ear,

"Now, my mate, before I take you, show you exactly who ya belong to, before I fuckin break you, and before I fully take you savagely, I need to feel your mouth on me, suck me, show me how much ya fuckin want me! Show me that you need me, and suck me until I spill my seed into you, suck me, suck me, fuckin suck-Ah Fuck!" His rant was cut off as she suddenly moved and settled herself between his legs, on her knees, before leaning over him and taking him into her mouth. He didn't even know how she had moved, but his curiosity faded into pure blown pleasure as she sucked him. Her hands stroked his balls as she hollowed out her cheeks as she sucked him.

"Faster, harder, use your fuckin teeth! Ah! More!" His words were a loud snarl. "That all ya got Darlin thought ya said- Oh Fuck!" He moaned as her tongue licked him. Slowly she moved her mouth from him and just when he was about to say something. He lets out an actual roar as she goes back down, her mouth closing around him, she sucks him as if he was fuckin candy. Her teeth scraped him harshly and another scream leaves him, finally he can take it no longer and starts thrusting his hips. Her hands grab his hips and a breath leaves him at her tight grip. Had he been human two hand formed bruises would be on him.

He let's out a snarl and tries again to buck against her. She growled, and the Major froze as her voice snarled in his mind,

'I am doing as ordered Majah, ya never said anything about ya movin against me as I take ya, ya gonna let me show ya how much I fuckin need ya, fuckin need this, ya gonna let me fuckin show ya that I fuckin need ya, and there's nothing ya can do ta fuckin stop me, you are mine! Mine! M-I-n-e, and I fuckin need ya to know that, so, let me fuckin do this, please?'

The Major couldn't stop the long, loud, and deep moan of her name as he came. She sucked him, and didn't stop. He came again, and again. The Major snarled and pulled her off of him before flipping them so he hovered over her. He kissed her. His tongue entered her mouth roughly, his lips pressed so hard a bruise was forming. He kissed her until she was out of air. He pulled away before roughly thrusting into her. A high kneeling whine leaves her as he settles deep as far as he can.

"This is whatcha need ain't it! ME!" He snarled venom flying in her face. He pulled out of her. The high whine turned to a scream as he slammed into her his balls slapping her. "ANSWER ME, GENERAL, DO YA FUCKIN NEED-" She cuts off his roar her hands come up to clutch at his back, and she pulls him to her.

"I need ya, Majah, I need ya, want ya desperately, I need more, please, give me more," Her words are softly spoken unlike his roar, they soothe him, hearing her beg for more, they soothe his beast, his need to know she needs him as much as he needs her. He flips them, her hands gripped his shoulders as she steadies herself above him. His hands clutched at her back as he pushed her against him.

"Prove it, Sugah, take me, show me how fuckin rough do ya need me to be? Fuck me, show me, how its fuckin done! Show me how desperate you are for me, I need to feel how much ya fuckin need me, see how desperate you are for me to pound into you, to breed ya, and fuckin break ya!" The Major lets out a loud moan at the end of his speech as he feels her grind onto him. She rocks into him, falling against him, her hands move until they're tangled into his hair and she yanks his head up until her lips meet his in a rough kiss.

It's the roughest she had ever kissed him, she doesn't hold back, her tongue invades his mouth and tangles with his. Teeth clash roughly with his and her voice invades his mind. 'My Majah, I am always desperate for ya, for ya kiss, touch, feeling of ya.' She pulled away from his lips and gripped his hair harshly as he bucked against her as she grinned herself hard onto him. Her eyes closed, head dropping and a low moan leaves her lips as he rubbed her back with one hand and the other delivered a rough slap to her ass. Her head raised and she kissed him softly this time. As she pulled back she mumbles against his lips.

"You," She trailed her lips to his ear. Huffs of breath leaving her as she grinds herself against him and taking him deeper into her as she continued to speak.

"Only my Majah, my Jasper, my Ares, only my mate can be rough with me, only my mate can make something that I thought would hurt be pleasant, and only my mate can," She trailed her lips to his jaw as her words are mumbled against his skin.

"Only my mate is allowed to hurt me, bruise me, mark me, and make me his, and he's the only one I submit to, the only one who I want to submit to, need ta submit to." Kisses are delivered between her words and he snarled slapping her again, and again as he ruthlessly bucks his hips.

"Fuck ya actually need me!" He moaned and he grabbed her hips forcing her to go harder, faster. He lifts her off of him before dropping her back onto him. Her head flys back and a scream leaves her. Her chest is heaving, and he can't help but lick his lips, smacking them loudly at the sight of her breast bouncing.

"Please, Majah?" She begged

"Please, what baby girl?" He purred

"I need ya, please, Majah?" He growled and flipped them back over thrusting into her ruthlessly, relentlessly, and without reprieve. Her hands pulled him down until she held him tightly to the place between her shoulders and neck. He went to move, to kiss her, but her voice stopped him.

"Please, stay, as much as I want to feel ya lips on mine, I need ya close, like really, really close, I need, please?" She begged. He lets out a soft purr and slid his hands underneath her, holding her back as he pressed her firmly into him, while he pressed her into the mattress. His purr grew as his mate relaxed as he vigorously thrust in and out of her at vampire speed.

"This whatcha need, Darlin?" He purred as her hands tightened into his hair. He snarled against her skin as her hips meet his needfully. She shifted so her head was in his chest her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. His hands moved so he could cup her head and press her more firmly into him.

"More?" She pleads, placing a kiss to his chest. The Major lets out a dark laugh.

"More, I am pressed as close as I can get Sugah, unless of course ya want me to bruise ya, hell, I can't get any deeper without causing ya to be sore." He purred. She lets out a soft whine against him. She kisses his chest.

"Don't care, please, Majah, please, I need-" Her voice broke and tears wet his chest.

"Shh, baby, if my General, wants more," He purrs placing a kiss to her hair and pulling out of her, "Then it's more, that I will give ya!" He growled slamming back into her causing the bed to rock as he pounded deeper and deeper into her. Her legs tightened around him, she went as far as to wrap them around him pulling him deeper into her.

"Fuck! Ya want to feel me! Ya fuckin want me to rock into ya, Fuck! Maybe I should just make ya pallet on the floor and fuck ya there, love ya, so I ain't gotta worry about breaking this damn bed! Fuck maybe I should-" An idea washed over him. He moved with her wrapped around him as he tossed pillows, and blankets, hell even their clothes as he made a little nest on the floor. Gently he pulled out of her, and a continuous purr left him as he slowly laid her into the little nest he'd made. The Generals onyx unseeing eyes snapped open as she took in a breath. A feeling of safety surrounded her as the Major who hadn't stopped purring laid on top of her.

A wave of realization washed over the General as she realized that her mate had made a nest. A dominant vampire would make a nest for their submissive in order to establish a claim and this usually happens when the submissive was threatened or feeling threatened, as in life threatened. A strangled noise left her as her mate moved them so she could once again burrow herself into his chest. His hands cradled her. She could feel his smirk even against her hair as he teasingly ran himself over her entrance. Her arms tightened around his neck.

"Please, Majah, my mate, please?" She whispered and let out a whine as he barely brushed against her, over and over. "Shh, Beautiful, I have ya, you just need to feel me deep inside ya, don't ya?" He cooed

"Please, Majah, please?" She kissed his chest. He let the tip of him enter her before pulling out. A sob of frustration leaves her.

The Major growled, "Wrap ya legs around me!" She didn't wait to do so. The Major lets out a hiss as her legs wrapped so tightly around him that she takes him into her hot, dripping wet, warm pussy.

"Fuck it!" The Major snarled before moving in her at vampire speed. A high pitched scream leaves her as he brushed almost painfully inside of her.

"Please, more, Majah, please don't stop, please, I need-" The Major cuts off her pleas.

"Ya need me to fuckin bruise ya? Shove myself deep into ya enough to hurt, hurt so good, ya want ya mate to cum deep into ya, breed ya, don'tcha? You want my seed deep within ya, ya want me to fill ya until ya can't think of nothing but me! Nothing but my strong hands, my fingers, my lips, my eyes, my voice, the feeling of my scars against yours, the feeling of me being stroked with ya hands, sucked into your mouth, down your throat, the feeling of me pounding away until ya fuckin break, and I fuckin hold ya, and put ya back together, until the only fuckin thing ya want is to submit, and fuck ya want that right now don't ya?" He asked

"Please, Majah, please, I need... Fuck, can I submit, please?" She sobbed.

"Ya want to submit, Darlin, ya go ahead, I gotcha, ya don't have to beg ta submit, ya don't have to ask, Darlin," He purred and it grew as she fully relaxed, and submitted. She took in a shaky breath.

Words were spoken softly against his skin. They were so quiet the Major was sure that she hadn't been saying them to him, but more so to herself.

"Yours, not cause we're mates, not cause you're my dominant male, and not even cause I love ya, but because it's my fuckin choice, and I choose to be yours." His movements come to a halt.

"Then I am the luckiest in the whole fuckin universe, that ya fuckin chose me!" He breathed kissing her hair. He lets out a purr feeling her whole body heat up underneath him.

"That wasn't really meant for ya to hear, but ya did, and since my mate is always unintentionally making me admit stuff, can I ask ya something, Majah?" She asked, a feeling of guilt. 'Fuck, I already know his answer, and his words alone clue me in, but damn it, I actually want to hear him say it.'

The Major knew exactly what she was about to ask, but first to nip that guilt in the bud. "Just cause ya know something doesn't mean it ain't nice ta fuckin hear it, let go of the guilt now! Ask ya question!" He hissed a soft wave of desire washed over him.

'My Majah, never letting me feel guilty just cause I need something.' Her thoughts are a sigh and a strong wave of love washed over him. Aloud she simply asked, "If ya could choose to be anyone's, who would ya choose?"

"Yours," His answer is immediate. He pounded himself into her fast. At a downright even fast for vampires speed.

"Fuckin yours! I will forever be yours! No matter what, nothing changes that, and anytime ya need to be reminded who I fuckin belong to, ya fuckin tell me! An anytime I ever make ya question that ya fuckin remind me I am fuckin yours! Yours! Yours! Yours! Your-"

"Please! Majah! Please!" She sobbed out, she was shaking against him and he could feel her about to orgasm.

"Cum for Me! Cum! Show me who Major Jasper Ares Whitlock belongs too!" He growled

She lets out a scream and her hot liquid coats him.

"Mm, that's a good girl! Only my Good girl cums for her Major, tell me, Sugah, who do ya belong to? Who's about to cum deep inside ya, who do ya want to cum for ya?" He growled

"You, Majah, please?" She begged wanting her mate to fill her. He grunted as he pounded into her.

"Beg me, fuckin beg me to show you who ya belong to! Beg me to Cum, Beg me to breed, BEG!" He roars pounding rougher and harder.

"Please, Majah, please, show me who I belong to, whose mate I am, Whose General, please, cum for me? Fill me? Breed me, Majah, please-"

"MINE! MY GENERAL!" He roared as he came deep within her. At the feeling of him filling her it makes her cum with a cry. He cums again, again and again. He moaned sliding out of her. Her hands shakily fall from around his neck as he sits between her legs on his knees. His cock grows hard at the sight of her pussy. She's still leaking onto the blanket. She gasps as he runs the tips of two fingers brushing her folds. She's swollen and he knows that the inside is now bruised. She's dripping wet, and he can't help but purr. A wave of nervousness flowed from her as he goes to pry her pussy lips apart. She tenses.

"Majah, I'm not sure-"

"Relax, Darlin, I'm not going to hurt ya, but let me make ya feel good before I take ya from behind like we both want. Let me touch you, I promise to be gentle..." He purred and purred loudly when she relaxed, her legs opening wider.

"Good Girl! Fuck, your fuckin beautiful when ya open up for me! You're such a Good Girl, General!" His praise alleviated the rest of her nervousness. Gently slowly he carefully slipped a finger inside of her.

"Mm, your so wet, warm, and fuck, swollen, your gonna be sore tomorrow, Darlin," He took a breath noticing her grow slick at the mention of being sore.

"Do ya want to be sore, Darlin, ya fuckin want to hurt good for me?" He purred and slowly began thrusting his finger in and out of her.

"Yes, Majah," She murmured

"Why, why do ya need this, Darlin, truly, tell me, let me fuckin help ya, Sugah," He begged slowly adding another finger. Her breath hitched at his words.

"I just need to know that I am yours, Majah," She whispered

"It's more than that, ya already know ya mine, what's this claimin about, please, Darlin, please, don't hide from me, fuck, I know I do the same, but fuck, please, please, let me help, tell me this pain I'm lovin away," He mummered and moved his fingers just a bit faster, just a bit rougher,

"I'm scared of him, Majah...Doctor Chen," She elaborated sensing his confusion.

"I-I," The General swallowed and the Major could smell tears. She takes in a shaky breath. "Had I stayed there another day, without Peter and Charlotte helping me escape, I-I-I," A sob fell from her.

"Take ya time, darlin, ya such a good girl, doin such a good job." His praise centered her made her grab her strength.

"I never broke, never begged, never asked for him to let me sleep, to let me out of that room , but two hundred years, pain, cold, and not an ounce of sleep, I wouldn't have lasted another day, and when he finally left that night, I was gonna give up, gonna beg, gonna fuckin plead for it to fuckin stop, it would've broken me, turned me into something that would be completely fuckin broken and I would've broken had Peter and Charlotte not snuck us out."

Her thoughts invade him, 'Had I fuckin broke, like that, the way they wanted, I, we wouldn't have ever fuckin found ya, never known you, and we would've been broken because I wasn't strong enough...An I can't do it again, but ya won't let that happen, ya won't, ya won't-' Her mental voice was panicked and he could feel her fear. He understood that she was scared that something would happen that something would make her end up back there.

"Inhale through your nose and hold," He ordered, She took a breath inhaling, the Major silently counted to five.

"Exhale," He said, and she did.

"Again Inhale, hold for five, and exhale." She followed his orders. "One last time," She repeated the action.

"Good Girl!" He purred.

A whimper leaves her at his praise. The whole time she had been talking he never stopped his fingers as they moved at a gentle yet rough pace. A soft steady growl left his lips as he spoke next,

"I ain't gonna let nothing happen, Darlin, no one, least of all those bastards or that fuckin bitch will take ya from meh! Ya fuckin MINE! An my girl, my General, my mate don't fuckin break for no fuckin one! NO ONE BUT ME!" He roars and thrusts his fingers roughly into her.

"Please, Majah?" She whimpered

A purr left him, but he removed his fingers and sucked them with a moan, "Fuck ya delicious," He purred removing his fingers from his mouth. He grabbed her hand and folded her fingers until her pointer and middle one are stuck out. He gently made her brush them over her wet pussy.

"Feel how fuckin wet ya are, sugah, touch yourself, pleasure yourself until ya cum all over ya fingers," She lets out a soft gasp as he thrust them into her before letting go of her hand. She begins to move them inside her.

"Feel how swollen I've made ya?" He purred smugly

"Yes, Majah," She mummered letting out a soft sigh. He watched as she is slow with herself, gentle, and soft. He lets his hands gently hold her thighs apart, stroking her skin affectionately.

"So gentle with yourself, Darlin, have I been too rough, Sugah?" He asked

"No, Majah, ya gave me what I wanted, needed, it's just, it's nice, this self love thing, ya just make me feel beautiful," He purred at her words.

"That's cause ya are beautiful, and mine, all mine, mine, mine, mine," He purred noticing each time he said mine she would move just a little bit faster.

"My General, Such a good girl, and so fuckin strong," Her breath hitched at his praise.

"Ya so good, ya have been so submissive for me, so fuckin good for me, giving ya mate what he wants, what he needs," He takes a deep breath noticing that his admission was causing her to become even more wet.

"Oh, My Darlin, my Sweet girl, My mate, my good girl, seems like I ain't made it clear how much I need ya, want ya, how I would hide in ya arms forfuckinever," A soft moan leaves her at his words.

"I would keep myself deep in you for forever, if not for the fact ya need ta eat, an I need to hunt. I fuckin need ya, want ya, always, don't ya know that's why we're constantly hard around ya, have constantly claimed ya, because you are mine! I'm yours!" He growled

She's panting softly, and he knows she's close.

"Cum, Darlin, cum for me, please, baby," He begged

"Majah," She breathed his name with a sigh as she came undone. He purred gently taking her hand and sticking her fingers into his mouth and sucking. He released them with a pop.

Gently he lays her hand back down. He stands and moves the items in the nest on the bed. He lays her gently down on the now made bed.

"It's time I give ya what ya want, what ya need, all fours darlin," He purred his hand trailed her body as he stood by the side of the bed. His purr grew as she got into position.

"Good Girl," He murmured as he moved to stand at the end of the bed. He lets his arm gently wrap around her stomach as he pulled her to him. His other arm goes loosely around her neck. Roughly with nothing but a soft hiss, he thrusts into her. She lets out a loud yelp as he viciously thrusts into her. He moved so his lips could brush her ear.

"Easy, Darlin, relax around me, Sugah, fuck, I'm sorry I didn't even prep ya baby, do ya need me to stop?" He asked concerned rechecking her emotions to be sure that he felt no pain.

"No, Majah, don't stop, please," She gasped out. A wave of relaxation washed over her. Her breath hitched as he moved his arm from around her waist and simply placed his hand firmly against her stomach where the small baby bump was. He lets out small grunts in her ear as he vigorously takes her at vampire speed.

"Fuck, I'ma fuckin breed ya, fuck, General, baby, it's only been a few days and your stomach is slowly getting a bit bigger. There's something about knowing that it's my children inside ya growing that drives me fuckin wild! Mmmm," He moans softly his lips ghosted over her ear. The hand laying flat on her stomach starts to rub in wide, slow circles. He's so very gentle despite ruthlessly thrusting into her from behind.

"Majah," She can't help but breathe love wells up in her chest as he is tender, yet rough with her. The arm around her neck moves until it's his hand gently, and ever so softly wrapped around her like a c chain. His voice is deep as he speaks roughly into her ear.

"This is whatcha needed ain't it, Darlin?" He purred

"Yes, Majah!" She moaned softly as he roughly pounded away. "Please, more?" She begged.

"Fuck! Ya so fuckin tight, you're fuckin squeezing me! Oh General, Mmmm, it makes me so fuckin hard to hear how much you want me, fuck, baby, I feel your fuckin relief, how fuckin secure ya feel right now, I should fuckin choke ya, scream for ya, whisper all kinds of dirty delicious secrets in your ear, ya fuckin want that don'tcha?" He snarled

"Please?" She sobbed out.

"Mm, Mm, Mm," He grunted in her ear, he pounded, hard, rough, fast, even for vampires, he worked himself is fuckin frenzy. The hand around her throat moves away, as he brushed her hair to the side. The hand returns to around her throat.

"Breathe in!" At his order she does so, he tightens his grip just hard enough to bruise as she choked on her own air.

"Fuck! Ya fuckin want to choke, ya want me to control every fuckin breath ya fuckin take, is that right?" He drawled darkly. His lips trailed from her ear to her jaw, and back to her ear. She begs him mentally.

'Please, Majah, every breath I breathe is yours, please more? My mate? Please, Majah, more?'

The Major tightened his grip painfully, before loosening completely, she took a breath in on instinct.

"Fuck, I need more, fuck, I need to hear fingers slamming roughly into ya swollen pussy, fuck, I would do it myself but I am fuckin enjoying the feeling of ya throat in my hand. I am fuckin loving the feeling of your tummy as I fuckin rub gently, cause ya fuckin pleasure as I take what's mine!" She can feel his wide smile against her ear.

"Touch yourself, do it roughly, hard, fuck, Darlin, I know that I have been absolutely viscous, but I promise baby, I have ya, I will take care of ya, Jasper and Ares are gonna take care of ya, Secelia, and Aphrodite, I promise, but I need more of ya, will ya give me more?" He asked

She doesn't answer with words, she's still catching her breath but she does do as she asks. His breath caught as he hears her thrust her fingers inside of her. She lets out a whimper having done so, a bit too roughly.

She pulls them back out and does it gently, slowly, and builds herself up.

"Good Girl, General, you're such a good girl! Ya caused ya self pain, but instead of continuing ya slowed down, and ya building yourself up, until you can take more, take whatcha want, whatcha need, I'm fuckin proud of ya! Ya such a good girl ain't ya?" He purred while pounding away

"Yes, Majah, I'm a good girl," She whispered moving her fingers faster and rougher at his praise.

"Mmmm, Oh Darlin," He breathed in her ear. His voice sounded like a breathless scream as he spoke next, his tongue caressing her ear.

"You are MINE! MY GOOD GIRL!" She lets out a soft cry and he can hear and smell as she increases her pace and she lets out a cry as she hits her g-spot. He tightened his hand around her throat hard, and his hand doing those wide circles around her stomach increased the pressure. His hard cock is pounding relentlessly, and his voice is the darkest, the most needful, cold, yet warm at the same time, and he's purely dominant, as he speaks into his ear.

"More, fuck, give me more, fuck yourself like I am. I WANT, I FUCKIN NEED TO HEAR YOUR FINGERS SLAMMING INTO YOUR SOAKING WET PUSSY! I NEED YA TO MAKE YOURSELF CUM! NOW!" He roars.

She cums, and cums again with a loud moan of his name. The Major lets out a loud purr.

"Good Girl, General! Good Girl!" He pulled out of her and slammed roughly back in. "Mmmmm, fuck, I'ma fuckin cum! I'ma fuckin fill ya up! I'ma breed and breed and breed. Mmm, mmm, Mmmmmmmmmmm, FUCK! GENERAL!" He screamed and came deep within her. His hand loosened around her throat.

He pulled out of her. He turned her taking her sopping wet fingers from her pussy and sucking on them. "So fuckin good!" He purred as he pulled her fingers from his mouth and kissed them.

She shivered at his tenderness. Carefully he climbed on top of her and laid over her. She whimpered in slight pain as he settled himself gently but deeply into her.

"Shh, baby, it's alright, I know ya can't take anymore, I just want to be in ya while sleep. So ya feel me, Jasper, Ares, and ya know we're here and not letting anyone take ya." He purred and it grew louder and louder as she relaxed against him. She makes herself small underneath him and her eyes close as she lets him hide her away from the world. He kisses her head, her eyes, nose, and lips.

"Sleep, I have ya," He mumbles against her lips. Waves of exhaustion, safety, and love wash over her as she falls asleep in her mates arms.

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A/N: Bonus lemon

She had been sleeping peacefully about five hours but that changed and Jasper could feel it. Her emotions changed to pure lust.

"Safe, safe, safe, safe," The words are sighed and despite her sleeping Jasper can tell its the General that mumbles them against his chest. Then Jaspers breath leaves as her legs wrapped around him, her arms come up and wrapped around his neck and she pulls him on top of her making him move deeper inside of her. The soft steady breaths against his chest are the only thing aside from feeling her closed eyes and lashes fluttering against him that lets him know she's asleep. He can feel her mouth slightly open as she softly breathes. The lust she's feeling intensifies.

"Mine, safe, more safe, mate, Jasper, Majah, Ares, more, safe, more, please?" She is muttering in her sleep, and Jasper feels himself come alive inside of her, especially as she desperately, even in her sleep tries to get closer.

"Oh fuck!" The words escaped his mouth at feeling himself go deeper and further into her.

'Fuck, wonder what she's dreaming of!' The Major moans in the back of his head.

'Mate, needs us, beautiful General wants to feel us while sleep!' Ares snarled

"More? More, more, more, more," The words are said with soft pants as her breathing turned heavy. Jasper lets out a growl as in her sleep she starts to buck wildly against him.

He can't help but join her, "Fuck, baby, ya need your mate to fuckin fuck ya in ya sleep!" He snarled and slowly but roughly moved against her. He thinks for a second that she's awake because his voice makes her desire shoot through the roof but soft pants and the fact her voice is laced with a sleepy need tells him otherwise.

"Please, please, please," A soft moan leaves her and Jasper freezes as she suddenly clamps down on him and cums with a soft moan. "Fuck!" Jasper growled and released inside of her.

"Warm, safe, mine," The words are sleepily said as suddenly she began to snore, softly. A few hours later she awakes.

"Jasper?" She mumbled

Jasper smirked, "Yes, Darlin?"

"I love you," He tightened his hold on her.

"Love you too, my General, did you sleep good?" He can't help but purr. Her body turned warm beneath him.

"Yes?" She mumbled and he could feel her lingering desire. 'Fuck yeah ya fuckin did!' The Major purred smugly.

Jasper's grin widened at her shiver of the Major's voice.

"Is it just me or does Majah seem very, uh," She cleared her throat her skin burning. "Pleased this morning, like uh, extra, or I'm just that good." The last bit of her sentence is low as if she was trying to hide her teasing.

"Well, Darlin, if I wasn't a vampire and had the ability to sleep and ya held me all night feeling my lust, to the point of muttering in my sleep, and even cuming, you'd be pleased too," He teased

She gasped against him. Jasper growled as he feels her lick her lips. "Well, my mate just happens to be that good, Bye!" She goes to move but freezes wide eyed as she realizes that he's still inside of her.

Jasper lets out a laugh, "Fuck, that must've been some dream, ya awful playful this morning, and if I knew you weren't already sore, I'd fuck ya right now!" He growled. She shivered against him again.

"It's a good sore, like the ache makes me remember last night, but it's not too painful, it's a good painful, and maybe ya right maybe ya can't as ya say, fuck me, but Jasper," She purred his name,

"Ya could love me, softly, gently, slowly, love me, please?" She mummered. Jasper purred softly.

"I think I can do that, Darlin," He drawled and began to move slowly in and out of her.