A/N: Happy Thanksgiving!
First, I would like to apologize for such a long, long wait. I never meant to be gone that long.
However, today is the day you give thanks and this year I am thankful for all of you. Your support, your kindness, and your lovely comments when I post a new chapter. Writing this story, and my others, has been a joyous experience because of all of you. So, as a big thank you to all my readers, I wanted to give you a new chapter. And, a new story. I will not abandon this story. But about 5 million other ideas are rolling around in my head and I needed to write one down before I went bonkers. So, I started something new.
If you're interested, it's called Life's a Witch. It's a Twilight/Vampire Diaries crossover. Klaus/Bella.
Now, as for this story. Something went wrong. This chapter was supposed to be Alice's big chapter with her story and that whole thing coming to an end.
Then I took a very long break and everything went to crap. Instead, something else happened and I'm pretty sure it's taken the story in a whole new direction I wasn't expecting, but I gotta say, I kinda like it. And I hope you all do, too.
Happy Thanksgiving! Have a wonderful day. Eat lots of great food. Spend time with your families and loved ones. And read this chapter when you get a chance. Love you all xoxo
– Bella's POV –
With my focus on The Major and all his exquisite gorgeousness and the staggering differences between him and Jasper, I wasn't paying attention to the others in the room. More specifically Alice. So, when she launched herself off the floor, vaulted over Edward's head, and landed in a crouch at my feet, I was taken completely by surprise.
The whole room froze as I pulled my eyes away from my mate, finally looking at the small one-armed girl.
She let loose a banshee war cry and leaped at me, tossing my poor Rexie off the couch and across the room. I heard his yelp as he landed against the far wall. I wanted to look over at him, to check to make sure he was unharmed, but every instinct in my body demanded I not take my eyes off the tiny vampire in front of me.
Alice's strong fingers tore the grey robe from my body, sending pieces of soft material flying as she latched onto my right nipple and began to suckle like a starved infant desperate for sustenance.
For six beats of my heart, the room was silent, save for the sound of Alice suckling and moaning.
There was part of me that felt violated and disgusted. I didn't want Alice anywhere near me let alone drinking from me.
Of course, there was also the part of me that was pleased another vampire was drinking from me and would soon join my ranks as a loyal servant to the Goddess.
But, on the other hand, she'd had sex with my mate. Recently. And that would not go unpunished. It couldn't. Part of me didn't give a damn what she'd done in her past. That was the offense I was focused on right now and I was not about to let it go.
I've forgiven Peter and accepted that he's an idiot. He's taken steps to make amends. He apologized. He accepted responsibility for his poor decision. And I've accepted that I can't be too upset about the orgy. He was under the influence of an empath in the throes of claiming his mate for the first time. And he's been thoroughly cleaned, disinfected, and punished.
I believe he's learned his lesson. And I trust that he knows he made a mistake and will not do anything to break the tentative trust we've built so far. Even if Jasper unleashes his gift and blanketed the whole damn country in lust! Now that we're mated and both accepted the bond, Peter Whitlock is mine and only mine.
Alice is a different matter. I've seen the lecherous looks she's been sending his way. If she had the opportunity, she wouldn't hesitate to take another ride on my cowboy.
I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard a soft grumble from Rex. At the same moment, Alice released me just long enough to rip her clothes off and then she was back on my breast, humping my leg like a dog in heat.
Great. Now I'm going to need another shower!
With a snarl, I kicked the tiny vampire off my leg and tossed her across the room. Before she could lunge for me again, I shot out of my seat and went to check on Rex who was already on his feet, though there was a Rex-sized dent in the wall where he'd been thrown.
"Are you okay, baby? Are you hurt?"
He seemed fine as I ran my fingers over his body. I couldn't feel any broken bones or injuries and he didn't look like he was in pain. He was wagging his tail and licking my face. I took that as a good sign.
"Oh, God! I need a dick inside of me! Now!" Alice howled. "Oh, God! What's happening to me?" She squealed, rubbing her hairy snatch at vampire speed. "Oh. Oh. Oh. Ooooh. I'm . . . I'm . . . yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Fuck Belllllaaaaaaaaa . . ."
Oh gross!
Now I'm going to have to bleach my brain!
Returning to the sofa with Rex, I removed the tattered scraps of my robe and asked Esme if she'd run upstairs to fetch me something to wear, but her eyes were locked on my breasts. So were Rosalie's. And Emmett. And Carlisle. I had a feeling Alice's attack was about to set off a chain reaction.
My breasts were full and ached like a bitch. And our home was full of vampires who hadn't drunk from me yet. I felt a deep, desperate need to offer myself to them. To feed them!
As soon as I sat back on the sofa, Alice lunged for me and took hold of one of my nipples.
I wasn't surprised that Rosalie was the next to break. A low snarl came from her when a golden drop of Nectar appeared on my exposed breast. She shot off Emmett's lap, no longer in control of herself, and began to suckle from me as Alice snarled at the blonde vampire.
I snarled back and smacked her on the nose. "Stop that."
Alice let out an annoyed growl and I felt her teeth scrap across my nipple as if she were about to bite me in retaliation.
I'm not sure how it happened—if he heard my thoughts, felt my rising panic, or felt Alice's emotions—but one minute she was preparing to bite me, and then all of a sudden The Major unleashed a roar that had the windows rattling.
As if he too sensed the danger, Rex bared his teeth and shifted closer to me but he couldn't get onto the couch with the two females sitting on either side of me. He snarled at Alice and looked back at Jasper expectantly.
The Major wrapped an arm around Alice's waist and hoisted her off me, tossing her across the room. She skidded across the stone floor on her bare ass and landed with a thump against the far wall. Unable to stop herself, she spread her legs and began frantically masturbating, calling my name as she repeatedly orgasmed while everyone watched in utter shock.
"Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Bellllllaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
With Alice safely across the room, Rex jumped up onto the sofa and positioned himself against my side, eyeing the other vampires as his top lip began to curl and a low, dangerous growl rumbled in his chest.
The Major turned his black eyes on me. "Kitten . . ."
I looked back at The Major and then at Rex, brushing my fingers through his soft fur. "He's fine," I assured him.
"I meant you, Isabella."
"Oh," I smiled. "I'm fine, too."
The Major sighed as Carlisle shot out of his seat, ripped all his clothes off, and moved toward me, looking more like a predator than the good doctor I've come to know since meeting the Cullen Coven. His black eyes were locked on my breasts. Though, I'm not sure what he was thinking. Without a tongue how was he going to suckle?
To keep him safe, Peter called Rex to him before Carlisle could hurt the German Shepherd or toss him across the room. I was thankful for Peter's quick thinking. The next time someone attacks my Rex their parts are going in the fireplace!
As Carlisle joined me on the couch, I had my answer as to how he was going to drink from me and I really wasn't happy about it! He took hold of my breast and positioned his fingers below the nipple and behind. As he began to gently compress his fingers and thumb together in a rhythmic pattern of press, compress, release, Nectar began to flow into his mouth.
Instantly, my mind went back to Edward's comment in the hotel in Boise. When he'd called my breasts udders. Now I really did feel like I was being milked.
Holy shit! Is that his penis? He's fuckin' tiny!
Major, I reprimanded, there's no need to be . . . My eyes landed on Carlisle's soft dick. "What the hell is that?"
Carlisle's dick was tiny. Miniscule. Barely a dick at all, just a little bump. His balls were bigger than his dick. Is that normal for vampires? Alice once told me all male vampires are well-endowed, and that during the transformation lots of changes take place both physically and mentally. Then again, the information came from Alice. Can I believe anything she says?
On the other hand, after my transformation, I'm now taller with longer and darker hair, lighter skin, and some great curves. Was that due to Jasper's venom or because I'm a Goddess?
I'm not sure what the answer was. Just look at Alice. As far as I know, she didn't change physically during her transformation. And I'm pretty sure you can't get much smaller than Carlisle's dick. If venom could change the physical appearance of someone, why not them?
As I stared at Carlisle's little dick, I found myself strangely fascinated. I wondered how big it would be when he was aroused. Would he be thick? Or thin? And what would it feel like inside of me? Is that old saying true; size doesn't matter? I only have experience with my mate and, believe me, he's at least four or five times the size of Carlisle!
"It looks a little like a shrimp," I mused. "Bulbus at the tip but rather thin in the body and tail. And a nice pinkish color . . ."
Again, Peter was rolling on the floor laughing, but Carlisle looked back at me, his eyes black, his teeny tiny penis beginning to twitch with his growing arousal.
Hmm. That was unexpected.
"Do you like that, pet?" I purred, lightly brushing the tip of my finger across his shaft. "Having a little shrimp dick?"
His dick twitched in return.
I think he was getting hard, but it was difficult to tell by his size. He made a deep, guttural sound in the back of his throat and shifted his hips to match each stroke of my finger. His breathing was labored as he tilted his head back and bucked his hips.
In front of us, The Major growled. "Isabella."
Oh damn. I really like the way he says my full name. I've never been too fond of the name Isabella, I much prefer Bella. But coming from my Major's lips it's all kinds of sexy. Especially when he growls. I wonder what it would be like to hear him moan my name . . .
"Yes, Major?"
"Ya ain't havin' sex with Carlisle," he hissed.
"Of course not," I assured him, as he frowned and Carlisle groaned again. "Have you seen the size of his little shrimp?" I looked down at Carlisle's lap and then back to my mate, my eyes lingering on his crotch as I licked my lips and purred. "I would much rather have a real man between my legs. At least with you, I know you'll bring me the utmost pleasure."
With that statement hanging in the air, Carlisle noticeably hardened. Hmm. Seems the good doctor has a fetish for humiliation. I wondered how far that went. Is he kinky? Submissive? Or is this as new and unexpected for him as it is for me? I'd have to find out and have his consent before anything further happens.
As Rosalie and Carlisle continued to drink from me, and as Alice frantically masturbated at my feet, I felt the moment their bonds shifted and snapped into place. All three were completely lost to their arousal and carnal needs. Alice was, by far, the worst. Carlisle's hand on my thigh slipped between my legs, inching closer to my center.
The Major was watching. I didn't bother moving. I was more interested in what my sexy mate was going to do. And I didn't have to wait long before he let loose another dangerous snarl as his black eyes glared down at the blonde male.
"Remove yer hands from my mate, Carlisle. Or I'll remove every one of yer fingers. Slowly. And ya won't be gettin' 'em back fer at least a century. Per digit!"
Oh my.
That was very sexy.
My Major was a possessive man.
I like that.
Carlisle whimpered in fear and removed his hand from between my legs.
"Good boy," I cooed, gently stroking his blonde hair as his arousal flooded through him and his little shrimp twitched between his legs.
On my other side, Rosalie was squirming. I could smell the delicate musky scent of her arousal as she rubbed her legs together. Her breathing was hard as her hands moved over her bare torso.
"Something the matter, Rosie?" I smiled, watching her fingers slide lower. As soon as I spoke, her eyes snapped open and she glared at me.
"What did you do to me?" She demanded.
I smiled. "Whatever do you mean?"
She growled. "You know exactly what I mean! What did you do?"
I shrugged. "I haven't touched you, Rosalie." It was the truth. Since she lunged for me and began to drink, I haven't touched any part of her. "You're the one who jumped me," I reminded her. "You're the one sucking on my breast and consuming my Nectar without my consent. I haven't laid a finger on you."
Another growl reverberated from her as she glared at me. When I did nothing to retaliate, she shot off the couch and went to sit as far from me as she could get, though I could see her struggling to keep her hands from between her legs, where she was desperate to touch herself.
Alice didn't have even a fraction of Rosalie's self-control. She hadn't stopped masturbating and it seemed her fingers weren't doing it for her anymore so she began tempting Edward and batting her eyelashes at my Peter. Neither of them paid her any attention, but that didn't stop the possessive growl from ripping through my throat.
"Major, may I . . ." Peter spoke as I glared at the pipsqueak vampire.
Without another word, Peter was suddenly beside me, gently brushing his fingers through my loose hair. "I'm here, Cupcake. I'm all yers."
Another growl ripped through me, scaring Carlisle. He let out a pathetic whimper and scurried across the room like the coward he was.
"Yer all I want, Isabella . . ."
"I know that," I snarled, "but it doesn't change the fact that she wants you!"
"But I don't want her," he reminded me, his voice soft and patient. "Feel me, Isabella," he took my hand in his and placed it between his legs. Through the material of his jeans, I could feel the steel chastity cage I'd put on him earlier. "Even if ya hadn't caged my dick, we're mated, Cupcake. We've both accepted the bond. That means my dick ain't gonna respond to anyone but you . . ." he paused a moment, his eyes sweeping up to The Major who was watching our exchange, "and him."
I took a deep breath and leaned into Peter, trying to calm myself down. Rationally, I knew he didn't have an interest in Alice or any other woman. I knew his body would not respond to another female, only me and Jasper. And I knew, deep in my bones, I could trust him.
But that didn't mean I trusted her.
"GAH!" Alice suddenly screamed. "Somebody fuck me already!"
Across the room, where he was stroking his tiny dick, Carlisle's head snapped up and he went to move toward Alice. He was ready, willing, and able to do as she asked. But she shot him a nasty glare.
"Not you!" She snarled. "I've had enough of your tiny prick to last me four lifetimes! I want a cock in my pussy!"
Interesting. Are Alice and Carlisle having an affair?
Carlisle hissed as he continued stroking his dick between his thumb and index finger.
"He says you've never complained before," Edward spoke, glaring at Alice. "Care to explain that, Alice? Are you can Carlisle having an affair?"
Alice growled and glared at Carlisle. "Shut it, Shrimp Dick!" She hissed, then turned her eyes on Peter. "I want his dick! Now!"
She shot toward Peter, her eyes locked on my mate's jean-clad crotch. A vicious snarl ripped through my throat and once again, Alice was tossed across the room when Peter kicked her away from him.
"Easy, Cupcake," he shifted closer to me, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me into his side as Rex joined us on the sofa, resting his paw on my thigh.
"Mine!" I hissed.
"All yers," Peter purred, just as Alice suddenly let out an ear-piercing screech that had all of us on edge. That was not the typical sound of pleasure. Concerned, I looked over at her, watching as her whole body stiffened and her eyes glazed over in a vision.
As he watched the vision play out in Alice's mind, Edward snarled and jumped to his feet. "Major," his voice panicked, 'vision. Ren and Char are about to be attacked by twelve male newborns."
"Where?" The Major asked his eyes on Alice.
"Forty miles from our current location. They're on their way back from Denver with four humans. The newborns caught their scent and are following," Edward answered.
"Twelve newborns?" The Major questioned.
Edward nodded. "From what I can tell."
Alice blinked her eyes and shook her head. "Charlotte and Renee will die if you don't do something, Jasper."
"Pete?"
He was quiet, his eyes closed in concentration but after a moment, he sighed. "Either she's lying or The Fates have nothin' to say on this matter. I'm not sure which."
"I'm not lying."
"Ed?"
He shrugged. "A fake vision looks the same as a real one. It could be a lie. It could be a trap. Or she could be telling the truth. I wouldn't be able to tell, either way."
"It's Char and Ren, Major," Emmett said softly. "Why would Ali lie about them being hurt?"
That was a very good question.
"Look, I'll stay here with Bells and keep her safe until you return," Emmett offered. "I promise you, Major, I won't let anything happen to your mate and our Goddess."
"What about her emotions, Major?" Peter asked.
He shook his head and sighed. "As far as I can tell, she's being honest. But she knows how to manipulate my gift . . ."
I could tell The Major did not like this idea one bit. Neither did Peter. Hell, I wasn't fond of the idea, either. Something didn't feel right. But if there was even a small chance Alice was telling the truth, I'd never forgive myself if something happened to Char and Ren.
"You have to go," I told them.
Somethin' ain't right about this, Kitten . . .
I know,I agreed. And I'm not happy about it either. But we aren't going to find out what she's up to unless we play along. And who knows, maybe she's not lying, and Char and Ren are in trouble. We won't know unless you go.
And leave ya unprotected! He snarled.
I nodded. If she tries anything, I'll only have to hold her off long enough for you to get back. Right now, I'm stronger than her, that's got to count for something.
If she's workin' alone, he pointed out. But if the others are in on this, too . . .
Damn. That was a possibility I hadn't thought of; what if Alice wasn't working alone? Emmett was quick to jump in and encourage Jasper to leave me. Could he be working with Alice? And if he was, did that mean Rosalie was, too? I couldn't discount Esme and Carlisle, either. They've known and loved Alice for decades. They trust her.
"If you don't make a decision soon, you won't get to your progeny in time, Jasper," Alice said. "Your child will die and you'll only have yourself to blame."
"I'll go," Pete said, standing. "You stay here, Major."
Alice sighed and shook her head. "Three against twelve freshly turned newborns? It's a suicide mission. You'll lose. Besides, from what I can tell, Renee can't fight for shit, so it's more like two against twelve. At least with Jasper with you, he can use his gift and neutralize the threat before anyone is hurt."
"Go," I told them again. "If she's not lying and something happens to Char and Ren, we'll never forgive ourselves. They're family."
"And if she's lyin'?" The Major growled, his whole body ridged as he glared down at the midget vampire.
I moved to his side, pressing my hand against his chest. "I'm sure you'll think of an appropriate punishment, Major."
He turned to me, looking down, his dark eyes boring into mine. If she runs do not go after her. The sound of his growl echoed through my head, making me shudder against him. Unless the house is burnin' down around ya, ya do not leave. And if yer forced outta the house, ya do not leave the property. Do ya understand me, Isabella?
I nodded. Yes, Major. I understand.
Wrapping his arm around my waist, he hoisted me closer to him, pressing my body flush against his. I ain't Jasper, Kitten. If ya break my rules, I will punish ya. His hands slid down my back to cup my butt, squeezing roughly. And I've been itchin' ta spank this delectable little ass fer weeks now . . .
Purring for my mate, I brushed my lips across his mating mark. I promise I'll be good. And when you come home to me, we can talk about the spanking thing . . .
I'm not gonna lie, the thought of him spanking me was a serious turn-on. However, I'm not sure how I feel about punishments if I do something he doesn't like. I understood his need to protect me, but how am I supposed to know what's right and what's wrong? It sort of sounds like he wants to lay down the law and put a bunch of restrictions on me and that wasn't going to work at all.
Nothin' like that, Kitten, he assured me, listening to my thoughts. We'll talk more about this when I get back.
I nodded. There was a sense of urgency in the air so all other conversations would have to be tabled for now.
"Rex," The Major called, pressing one last kiss to my forehead, "Protection detail!"
Woof! Rex jumped off the sofa and came to my side. This dog was very different from the one I was getting to know. Gone was the fun, playful Rex. This Rex was vigilant and serious, with a deadly look in his eye that promised a painful death to any who tried to get to me. Even if Jasper and Peter couldn't be with me, I felt safe with Rex at my side.
With kisses from both of my mates and promises that they'd be back soon, they were gone, and I was left alone with the Cullen's.
The silence in the room was heavy and I felt a sense of dread wash over me as soon as Jasper and Peter left. The further away they ran, the more my chest began to ache.
The pain was by far the worst thing I've ever felt. As soon as they were out the door, my heart constricted painfully, making me cringe and suck in a deep breath through my teeth.
"It's okay, Bells," Emmett soothed, "they'll be back soon."
Was this normal?
Jasper hasn't left my side since I woke up. I can't remember what he told me would happen when we were separated. If he told me anything. Maybe he didn't realize what would happen. He said the True Mating Bond is extremely rare. This may be a side effect he was unaware of.
Why did it hurt so bad?
It was like steel cables were wrapped around my heart, squeezing painfully.
"I'm, uh, going to shower and get dressed," I said, looking around the room as five sets of black eyes gazed back at me. "Make yourselves at home."
Rex followed on my heels as I made a quick exit, scurrying up to our bedroom so I could shower and change.
Hopefully, Jasper and Peter would be back soon because, now that they were gone, I had a really bad feeling about this.