An: So… I got carried away and wrote a lemon well, a partial lemon. Honestly I feel iffy about this chapter. There is a plot hole already, but I just couldn't help but add everyone's favorite patriot. Anyway, let's say the heroin made Bella forget to count Garrett in the number of people eating vampires that she knew before meeting Peter. Again Im not confident with this chapter but nonetheless, enjoy 3

Peter laid curled around his tiny mate, staring off into the distance, the late autumn sun shining through the canopies of the trees above.

Peter hardly spent much time thinking about his past, why dredge it up? The past is in the past for a reason. It only served to make him the man that he was today. When Peter told Bella all of his heinous war crimes, she didn't seem perturbed, simply asked if his grandsire was dead. It made him feel an unrecognizable warmth bloom inside of him that hadn't been there before.

He hated that his race was cursed with perfect recall, it's why he rarely ever dug up those 20 years he spent in hell. He could still remember the sickly sweet scented purple haze that hung over the decimated battlefields as the sun rose over the horizon. The screams from the bordering town that the remaining newborns had been rewarded with for winning, really it was a 'good job for not dying' sentiment. They were in actuality simply the pawns used as distractions while he and the Major cut through the opposing army. A shudder ran through him from the memory as he blinked, bringing him back to reality.

He was met with a mischievous pair of red eyes looking at him, and with a groan he pulled Bella closer to his chest before rolling away from his long time friend, Garrett. This stirred Bella from her sleep causing her to press closer into Peter's chest before raising her head up and looking at Garrett over Peter's shoulder with a huff.

"Go away, Garrett.." She said through a yawn before tucking her face back into Peter's neck.

Why did his mate know Garrett? Sitting up with Bella still curled up against him, he moved her into his lap.

"How do you know Garrett, darlin'?" He asked, tilting his head to the side, watching Garrett warily.

Garrett just continued to stand there with a cheeky grin on his face, arms folded across his chest.

"Happenstance… wrong place wrong time for me, right place right time for Garrett.." she muttered sleepily against his skin. She wanted to sleep, not to play 20 questions.

"What she means is, a guy was a piece of shit and I ate him." Garrett said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Yeah.. that .. Can I sleep now?" She grumbled, trying to press further into Peter's chest.

"Not just yet, little one." Garrett protested as he climbed into the bed of the truck snagging her pack of her smokes. "I wanna know how you two met." He paused, lighting the stogie, "and why you're still alive, Little Swan." Garrett stated pointedly with a raised eyebrow.

When Garrett had saved Bella a year or so ago, she had disclosed her death wish to him, as she left out the Cullens, but keeping the nomads in her history recap. Garrett also didn't have the desire to eat her, he typically snacked on criminals similarly to Peter. He wasn't interested in helping her with an assisted suicide. So he was likely surprised to find Peter Whitlock wrapped around one still alive Bella Swan.

Grumbling to herself she snatched the pack of cigarettes from Garrett.

"Fine, but go find food for the human." She told Garrett with a sickeningly sweet voice. Peter tensed, he knew based on the previous two weeks not to wake Bella before she was ready.

"Like what? We're not even remotely close to civilization." Garrett retorted with sass prominent in his voice.

Looking at him with a quirked of her eyebrow, Bella took a long drag on her cigarette after lighting it.

"40 miles east I remember seeing a McDonald's." She deadpanned with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Double quarter pounder, no onion, large Dr Pepper." She rattled off without a second thought.

Peter shook with silent laughter as he buried his face in the crook of her neck. Garrett sat there flabbergasted that the tiny human just gave him orders without a second glance. He fidgeted a bit before standing awkwardly shifting his weight from foot to foot.

"Oh, behind the bench seat is an isolated bag." Bella said with a devious smirk, she was enjoying watching the vampire in front of her squirm. Boy is it handy having Peter the people eater around. She thought idly to herself.

Garrett slumped his shoulders, taking the bag and headed east.

"Little one," Peter murmured against her neck with a smile in his voice. She hummed in acknowledgement, putting out her butt.

"That McDonald's is 70 miles east." His tone was coated with amusement. Ever so slightly he tightened his arms around her. His nuzzling turned into soft gently placed kisses.

"I know.." she spoke with a shyness that Peter found unfamiliar. Granted this affectionate side to his human was brand new to him.

Bella nervously shifted in his lap, straddling him with her legs on either side of him. She had just told him hours ago that she wasn't ready yet, but after the dream she had that was rudely interrupted by Garrett, she couldn't find it in her to want to wait.

Peter had leaned back against the toolbox, his hands gently resting on her hips. He simply just watched her as she watched him, she did look hungry, just not for a cheeseburger. Her eyes traveled over his body. Taking in every inch of it, even wearing clothes she could see he was well defined, broad shoulders and chest, but not overly so. Feeling bold Bella slowly started pushing her hands under his shirt, her fingers gently caressing over the well defined muscles of his abdomen.

Peter felt a low purr starting to rubble in his chest as his mate blindly explored his body. His hands tightened on hips pulling her body closer, leaning forward he captured her lips in a devouring kiss. He needed her like a fish needs water. Being mindful of her jacket, he guided her to take it off as her hands had moved to unbuttoning his flannel.

Once her jacket was off and his shirt was open she pushed it down his shoulders getting the first real look at his beautifully built body. She could recognize that he had been muscular before the venom had a chance to enhance anything, his shoulders and chest were broad but not overly so, he was just all man. And she found that she likes that, without a second thought Bella leaned over and started kissing and nibbling on the skin across his shoulders and chest, she was determined to taste every inch of him.

Peter leaned down, nuzzling the column of her throat with his nose as she explored his chest. He started placing cold open mouthed kisses along the path his nose took before wrapping his mouth around her throat sucking on it roughly. The action elicited a moan from her throat, her head rolling back slightly on her shoulders. The vampire took the opportunity to rid her of the sorry excuse of a cropped tank top that was keeping her body covered, tearing it.

"Peter.." The breathless prayer left her lips as her fingers tangled within his blonde locks. Relaxing in the tiny sparks that broke out just underneath her skin everywhere he touched.

A growl bubbled in his chest as his name left her lips, his mouth still attached to her throat, he pulled her hips into his, grinding her core against the bulge in his pants. Her legs locked tighter around his waist, her mouth finding his earlobe, scrapping her teeth against it, moaning lightly in his ear.

"I need you.." The words were barely more than a whimper, grinding her own hips into him desperately seeking friction.

Peter pulled away from her neck, admiring the large angry mark he left before dragging his tongue across the irritated flesh. One of his arms was tighter wrapped around her waist while his other hand was tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck. He started into her brown eyes, her pupils were dilated with desire, he was sure his own were black.

He must have found want her was looking for because she realized she was now underneath of her vampire, his mouth hungrily leaving a trail of cool venom and small red marks everywhere it made contact with her sink. Her body arching into his touch. She felt his fingers tug at the waistband of her leggings

"Are you attached to these…?" He spoke against the skin of her breast, his voice huskier than she'd ever heard causing heat to pool at the apex between her legs.

She shook her head, not realizing his attention was elsewhere until she realized his ministrations had ceased. Shyly glancing up at him through her lashes, she flushed at the smoldering gaze that had settled on his handsome face.

"N..no Peter.." she managed to whisper, her confidence slowly fading. Peter noticed this and made quick work of shredding both her leggings and underwear. He devoured her with his gaze before his fingers traveled to where she wanted him most. His lips twisted into a delicious smirk as he ran a finger through her slick folds. Carefully collecting both her wrists in one of his palms he leaned over her.

"So wet.. is this for me, my mate?" He purred against her ear before nipping the skin just behind it, causing a noticeable but delicious shiver run through her spine.

"I need you.." the plea leaving her lips was full of desperation. She could practically feel her slick arousal running down her own thighs and he had barely touched her. Her body was practically humming with need.

"Are you sure?" Peter's voice was still thick with lust, but it had softened, his eyes were intense with desire but oozed consideration.

She didn't know when he managed to free himself from the confines of his worn jeans but she felt him press against where she wanted him most. Her legs tightening around his waist seemingly on their own volition in an attempt to pull him closer to her. The filtering sunlight through the trees reflected the light off his marred skin, causing the vampire above her to ethereally glow.

"W..wait" She practically whimpered, her face flushed with embarrassment. "Call Garrett and get him to get a 10 piece nugget." She let out a sultry giggle looking up at Peter through her lashes.

Peter's lips pulled into a delicious smirk as he thrusted into her until he was completely buried to the hilt in her warmth, Bella arched her back, her mouth forming a silent 'o' in shocked pleasure.

Garrett's voice sounded from across the clearing.

"Get dressed and get your own 10 piece." He scoffed.

Peter's chest reverberated with a loud, viciously possessive growl that echoed through the trees scattering the birds.