Chapter 9: Air- Major Whitlock or Sir
I was thinking back on what happened earlier tonight while my sweet little mate slept peacefully on top of me. She was definitely a shield, both mental and at least partly physical. Mental because Edward could never read her. Physical because emotions have to do with the physical, at least in part, and she could block me out to where I couldn't reach her.
She scared the holy bejesus outta me tonight when I couldn't help her emotionally. I could feel what was happening, but I couldn't get in to help her. Then there was what happened in the field. Fuck, that was insane. I felt a tingle from her markings, then they started to glow, making the wind pick up as well as swirling the dry earth around us.
The whole time, her eyes were amazing... yet completely frightening. I could see the raw power glittering in her ever-changing eyes, and it was fuckin' humbling. If I were anyone other than her true mate, I would've cowered at the sight. She was immensely powerful, yet she was still human. We will need to find out how to help her control her powers, so she doesn't feel as she did tonight. Peter and I will also need to teach her to fight once she's changed, though I don't really relish the thought. I want her to be able to protect herself without her powers, should she ever have the need.
I haven't told my Bella yet, but I can see physical changes happening in her, too. She wouldn't notice them yet, as they're slight, but they're still happening. Her hair has lengthened by ¼ inch in the last 24 hours, plus she has more red highlights in her chocolate locks. Her facial features are more fluid -less childlike- by a slight amount. Her succulent skin is more radiant, and her natural scent is definitely changing to include mine. That's not a bad thing by any means... it accents her scent perfectly. Her skin is also smoother than it was yesterday. Her breasts and stomach are firmer; her breasts are larger... the areola pinker. They call to my lips and tongue. The muscles in her abdomen and arms are more toned by a small amount.
Her hips -ungh, I love those hips- are widening slightly, plus the scent of her arousal is stronger. Fuck, I just wanna rub myself all over her when I smell her arousal. Her inner muscles are tighter than the first time we made love, but shit was she tight then. Now she feels like a vice when she cums on my thick cock.
She's also ¾ of an inch taller. Her legs look like they could go on forever. Her ass -mmm, I just wanna lick it and bite it- is slightly rounder, more defined. The crease where her ass meets the tops of her legs makes me wanna cum in my pants. Her thigh and calf muscles are firmer, plus she is less accident-prone. She is surer of her footing and hasn't lost her balance once since we first made love.
The sight of my mate is exquisite in every way. I know I will spend eternity worshiping her like the goddess she is to me.
Goddess... Holy fuck!
I grabbed my phone off the nightstand to dial Peter. “Hey, she's asleep, so keep your voice down. I was thinking about the physical changes I've noticed in her since our first time, and was thinking I would spend eternity worshiping her like the goddess she was to me. Goddess, Peter. Look for prophecies on elementals and goddesses. I don't know why, but I just have a feeling.”
Peter chuckled, asking, “Ya havin' a Peter moment there, Major? Either way, I just walked out the door to do that. I don't think I'll be back to the house until just before ya get there, though. I'm gonna be diggin' through extremely old tomes, I just know it. That's where this is goin', but it'll be one that's not been heard aloud in hundreds of years. I'm doin' everythin' I can to stay on top of this, Major. I swear it. Ya know when she turns, we're gonna have to teach her to fight, right?”
I grunted, holding her closer to me, “I know, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. She'll need to know how to fight without her powers. What about her shield?”
Peter sounded frustrated when he answered, “I don't know, Major. I have a feelin' her mental shield protects her physical shield... but it's like I can't grab onto anythin'. It's just out of my reach. Let's hope it does... for everyone's sake. Keep an eye on the murders happenin' around there. Charlie's in no danger, but the tingles tell me there’s somethin' big on the horizon, Major.”
I nodded, “I will; don't worry. I got those scented oils ordered with a coconut carrier oil. It'll be here by tomorrow night. I'll start using them then. Is there anything else I need to do for her?”
Peter was silent for a moment, then spoke, “Yeah, actually. Ya need to make sure she's eatin' a shit-ton of fruit. She's not gonna have the needs of a normal human, and we should get a jump on it now before it takes us by surprise. Exotic fruits, berries of all kinds, bananas, a lot of coconut and almond milk, pure fruit juices, good chocolate... the darker the better... and very little citrus. Make sure you buy more alcohol. Only give her Chambord Raspberry and Leopold Bros Peach Liqueur or the two Bacardis I named earlier. The liqueurs are better for her, and she will only need 10 oz of each a day. She'll need a full bottle a day of the Bacardis. She won't need any others until after she gets here, but I already stocked the house for alcohol. She won't want a lot of red meat, but make sure she gets fish for the protein. Oh, have her keep a can of mixed nuts to munch on. Ya should do the shoppin' first thing tomorrow, because when ya pick her up from school, she'll need a huge bowl of fruit, the liqueurs, and the nuts. Oh, and break out the Major, because ya will need to be in control for her to feel balanced.”
I thought about that for a second, “Christ, Peter! Are you serious?”
He couldn't be meaning what I think.
“Yeah, Major. I'm dead serious. I wouldn't tell ya that if it wasn't serious. It's the only way, and ya won't hurt her. Her eyes will already be swirlin' when ya pick her up, so if the Major doesn't make an appearance right after ya say hello, ya won't make it to the field. Get her on a schedule... all this new shit is makin' her feel outta whack. I gotta go, Major. Call if ya need me.” Then the line went dead.
I hadn't stopped tracing my girl's elements the whole time we were on the phone. I still didn't as I thought.
As soon as I drop her off in the morning, I have a lot to get done. Calling Jenks, the grocery store, the liquor store, making sure the field near the Cullen house is clear and safe for our needs, along with making sure I hunt before I pick her up. I have to make sure my animal's blood lust is sated before the Major takes over with Isabella. I have to plan this perfectly.
I spent the rest of the night thinking... planning.
I woke to the sounds of Jasper underneath me on the phone. I was just having a wonderful dream where I tasting my vampire, so decided to make my dream real. As he continued his call, I slid down his body, grasping his length in my hand. After stroking him for a second, I licked his length from base to tip, then swirled my tongue around the head. He tasted so fucking good.
I looked up at Jasper, and after I made sure he was watching, I took him partway in my mouth. I remembered hearing something about a gag reflex, so I tried to relax my throat. Then I took him further, and further. Jasper suddenly had his hand holding my hair back, making a strained excuse to the man on the other end of the phone. The phone flipped shut, then I heard, “Fuckin' hell, Isabella! Christ, don't stop, Darlin'... Shit, your pretty little mouth feels so fuckin' good... Ungh.”
I hollowed my cheeks, sucking hard as I bobbed up and down on his length, burying my fingernails in the back of his thighs. I looked up at him as I came up, made sure he saw me swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, then breathed, “You taste so fucking good, Cowboy,” and engulfed his shaft again.
I took his jewels in my hand to roll and tug on them as I deep-throated his length, and he immediately tightened his hand in my hair in response, “Fuck, Darlin'. Ya need to stop, or I'm gonna cum. Shit... Ya need... Bella!”
I sucked harder, making sure he was deep in my mouth when I looked up at him. I felt him pulse in my mouth. ‘YES!’ I took every last sweet bit of him that he gave me, then lovingly cleaned him before crawling back up his body.
As I kissed up his chest, I whispered, “You taste fucking incredible, Jazz. I could do that for eternity, and never get tired of your taste.”
When I reached his face, his eyes were the blackest I've ever seen. He kissed me passionately, then he was suddenly behind me while I was on all fours, legs spread wide. He licked from my clit to my rear entrance, then pushed two fingers deep inside me as he licked and nibbled on my elemental marks. The feelings his tongue and teeth were sending through my body were exquisite torture, causing me to cry out at the sheer pleasure of it. “Oh, fuck... shit. Jasper, I need you inside me, please.”
I was begging, whimpering in utter need for him to fuck me completely senseless. He withdrew his fingers, then thrust into me hard, over and over. He pulled me up towards him, slammed into me, then bit down on my neck just shy of breaking the skin. That was all it took before I was quivering around him, crying out his name as I came completely undone.
I collapsed face down on the bed, then felt his face between my thighs. He moaned into me, whispering against my flesh, “We taste fuckin' delicious together. Taste us, Darlin'.”
I rolled over, he swirled his fingers around my entrance, then offered them to me. I took his hand in both of mine, brought it to my lips, and looked deep into his eyes as I tasted us on his fingers. I moaned while still licking our juices off. He was right... we tasted so good together. I had never tasted anything better.
He finished cleaning me, then crawled up next to me on the bed. “Well, good morning, Sugar. Can I ask what made you so frisky this morning?”
I blushed, then answered, “Well, I was dreaming of tasting you before I woke up. You've been telling you would give me anything I wanted if I asked. Well, I wanted to taste you, but you were on the phone. I couldn't very well ask, could I? So, I decided I'd just show you what I wanted. I think it worked pretty well, don't you?”
I was being really sassy, but I think he liked that side of me. “I would say it worked extremely well, Darlin'. How do you feel this morning?”
I took stock of myself, “I feel really good right now. I feel grounded, I guess stable is the word. I'm also very hungry, plus I need a human moment.”
I giggled, then ran to the bathroom, surprisingly not tripping once. Jasper called from outside the bathroom door, “Go ahead and get your shower, Darlin'. Your new products are right outside the door. I'll fix breakfast for you, then we can get ready to go. I'll take you to school in the truck, then I have some errands to run.”
I opened the door, giving him a kiss as I grabbed the new body wash, perfume, and moisture cream. “Thanks, Jazz. Love you!” Then I closed the door again.
As I took my shower, I noticed that my skin felt really silky. I guess all the massages and lotion treatments are doing some good. Yay.
After my shower was complete, I got out and dried off, wrapping the towel around me after I rubbed it vigorously through my hair. I blow-dried it straight, then put a little curl through the ends. I applied a bit of mascara, bronzer, and tinted lip gloss. I also put a small amount of my new perfume on. Then I grabbed my robe off the back of the shower door. Jasper must have put it there for me.
I walked down to the kitchen with a smile. Jasper had my breakfast ready. A big bowl full of strawberries, blueberries, cantaloupe, watermelon, bananas, and apples was waiting for me. My stomach growled loudly, so I laughed. “Wow, this looks really good. Thanks, Jazz.”
I kissed his lips lightly, then sat down at the table to dig in. “Darlin', I talked to Peter again after you fell asleep last night. I thought of something I wanted him to look for while he was trying to find out what's happening to you. He told me that we need to get ahead of the game in making changes to your diet. You won't want a lot of red meat, but you need to eat fish for protein. Fruits, fruits, and more fruits. You need to eat all the fruit you can handle, especially exotic fruits, raspberries and peaches. Not a lot of citrus, though. You'll need to keep mixed nuts with you to snack throughout the day, and need a lot of good quality chocolate. You won't gain a pound, and you won't get sick from not eating the 4 food groups.”
I sat there trying to wrap my brain around all that, but he just kept going. “He wants me to switch you from the Bacardi to peach and raspberry liqueurs, as they are better quality and you won't need as much. You need coconut or almond milk, as well as pure fruit juices to drink. Now I know this is a lot to take in, Darlin'. I'm sorry I have to tell you this first thing in the morning, but you need to know so you can get fruits and juices at lunch today. I'll do the grocery shopping while you're in class today, so you'll have one less thing to stress over. Try not to let anything get to you today. Remember, you won't be seeing any of them for much longer. Keep your phone where you can feel it vibrate, so you can get the call about your test results. I wrote the principal's fax number on the inside of your notebook, that way you would have it for the call.”
Well, I guess there's no easing me into anything today, is there? “Well, good morning to you, too. I don't suppose you made any coffee to help me absorb this huge amount of info with, did you?”
He looked chagrined for a second as he handed me my cup, “Sorry Darlin', I forgot you needed time to wake up in the morning before I heaped all that on you. Here. Drink up.”
He kissed my forehead, “While you eat, I'll go get my shower real quick. Then we can get ready to go.”
I nodded my head as I steadily sipped my coffee, then he disappeared up the stairs.
Alright, I think I can handle this. Let's see. All the fruit I can handle, low on the citrus... need fish, mixed nuts, coconut or almond milk, pure juices, and I'm changing to liqueur from the Bacardi. Am I missing anything? Chocolate! How could I forget about the chocolate? Lots of good quality chocolate... but I won't get fat. HA! Fuck-awesome! I don't think I'm going to have a problem with this eating arrangement at all.
As I finished my fruit and coffee, I took my dishes to the sink to wash them out. Just as I put them in the drainer, I felt Jasper's hands grasp my hips and pull me back into him.
Ungh, what this man can do with a simple touch.
He leaned down into me, licked a line up my neck, then blew lightly on it. A shiver went up my spine as my knees almost buckled. He could make me utterly aroused in a split second. He kissed my shoulder several times, then backed away slightly. He twirled me around to face him. groaning, “We better get going, or you'll end up late because I have my face buried between your glorious thighs.”
With that, he led me up to the bedroom before unceremoniously dropping his towel, giving me the most wonderful view of his award-winning ass. I whimpered, but regained control quickly as I dropped my towel to head for the bags of new clothes. I grabbed a pair of black distressed skinny jeans, along with my dual-layer red with silver shred top. In my closet, I chose my silver chunky belt, my black leather crop jacket, along with my black and silver buckle slide heels. In my dresser, I found my red and black satin/lace boyshort set. I laid it all out on the bed, then started getting ready.
As I dressed, I watched Jasper move effortlessly throughout the room. He was collecting all my books and folders, putting them in my bag for me. He looked especially yummy today in his black destroyed boot-cut jeans. The Harley Davidson distressed harness riding boots popped when paired with his graphic tee. Yum, yummy. I just wanted to rub myself all over him like a damn cat in heat.
Christ, get a grip, Bella.
He grabbed my phone, checking to make sure it was on vibrate. I had just finished dressing, so he handed it to me to put in my pocket. I slipped my heels and jacket on, then heard a distinct growl from behind me. I turned around, but before I could say a word, Jasper was kissing me fiercely. “Isabella, ya look like absolute sex on legs. Do ya know how much I wanna fuck ya right now?”
His voice was seductive, smooth. Combine that with his growl and midnight black eyes... I almost came right there without the slightest touch.
I whimpered into his open mouth, with us kissing passionately until I was panting for air. He seemed to take a steadying breath to compose himself, then said, “We need to get you to school, Darlin'. I promise to make it up to you after school.”
He grabbed my bag off the bed as I snatched my wallet and keys from the desk. We headed down the stairs and out the door, with Jasper locking it on his way out. The trip to school was short, so soon he was kissing me goodbye, wishing me a good day.
I hate Mondays. I really fucking hate Mondays. Lauren Mallory needs to get bent. Her and her little clique, too.
I was having a hard time not clocking her in her bad nose-job face after her comment of, “The reason the Cullens left was because they couldn't stand Bella hanging all over them anymore. She tried to fuck every male in the family.”
Then she purposely trips me! The BITCH!
You don't want to hit her, Bella. Fuck yes, I do. But I won't. Just a couple more days. Breathe, Bella.
Then there's Mr. Banner. I finished my assignment earlier than the rest of the class, and he yells at me to get to work. I hand him the completed assignment, then he snaps at me to go back to my seat and do it over.
What. The. Fuck. What got shoved up his ass today? I really need to get outta here. I'm starting to feel like I did the other night... worn down, drained. I need to call Jasper to warn him. Thank god I only have a few classes as well as lunch left.
I got to lunch without much hassle after I slammed both completed assignments on Mr. Banner's desk, then stopped at the candy machine. I got the last 2 Hershey bars. I made my way through the line, choosing 2 large fruit salads, plus 2 juices. I sat at an empty table, then devoured everything I bought.
Just as I finished my lunch, my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was the people with my test results. I did excellently, so they said I could take my GED as soon as I could get it scheduled. I opened my notebook to give the lady the principal's fax number. She said she would fax my results as soon as I got off the phone with her. I thanked her profusely, then she wished me a bright future.
I texted Jasper my results, telling him to please have alcohol when I got out. He would know what was going on. He immediately texted back to see if I was okay. I told him that I was hanging in, but the thread was wearing thin. He told me to call if it got worse.
Lauren started back in during my second to last class of the day, except this time she enlisted Jessica Stanley as her sidekick.
Fucking A! Like I couldn't hear them whispering about me right in front of my face. Have some goddamn decency. Breathe in, breathe out. In... out... in... out. Bella Swan will not stoop to their level.
“Mrs. Marsh, please send Isabella Swan to the principal's office.” Yes! Thank fucking Christ!
I heard Jessica and Lauren snickering that I was in trouble, so I leaned closer as I grabbed my bag from the floor, “Actually, I'm not... but I seriously hope one day somebody breaks both of your fucked up nose-jobs.”
Then I stood tall before sauntering out the door, not looking back once. I almost wanted to just to see the looks on their faces, but I didn't.
When I walked into the main office, Mrs. Cope was gushing about the fax. Praise, praise, does my dad know, praise, he'll be so proud, praise, blah, blah.
Jesus, woman. Shut up already!
The principal finally opened his office door ten minutes later to beckon me in. For the next half hour, he went over how the final test would work, then asked when I would like to take it. I told him the sooner the better, then he said he had an open slot after first bell tomorrow. YES, OH YES!
I jumped on the chance, asking him if there was any way it could be graded quickly, as I was wanting to surprise Charlie. Knowing small towns and Mrs. Cope’s nosiness, it wasn't liable to stay a surprise long. He agreed to have it done by the end of the day tomorrow. He wished me luck, then opened the door for me to leave.
I texted Jasper on my way out the door, but he said he was already here. Thank god.
As soon as I dropped Bella off, I headed for Port Angeles. I stopped at a health food store, knowing they would have a better selection of fruits. I did very well, I think. I got apples, plums, pears, peaches, watermelon, muskmelon, honeydew, cantaloupe, mango, strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, passion fruit, star fruit, kiwi, papaya, plantains, pomegranates, custard apples, figs, blood oranges, grapes, salmon berries, blackberries, as well as apricots. I saw some really fresh salmon and halibut, so I got that. Then I picked up 2 large cans of unsalted mixed nuts, along with several juices in convenient sizes she might like. I was even able to find both coconut and almond milk.
I left there, then went to the liquor store. I bought two 750ml bottles each of Chambord Royale and Leopold Bros. Georgia Peach. My last stop was the chocolate shop. She'll probably be upset with how much money I spent, but I found several items for her there, too. They were all excellent quality, so I wasn't phased by the price.
I hauled ass back to Forks, going directly to the Cullen house. The fridge had been cleared, so I put all of Bella's new items away in Tupperware containers after cutting, slicing, or peeling what needed it. I made sure one of the bowls had a bit of everything. That would go with me today, along with a thermos of cold coconut milk and 10 oz each of the liqueurs.
Bella texted me to confirm she was having a shitty day... she was definitely gonna need the Major this afternoon.
I grabbed a blanket, rope and silk blindfold from my closet, then dashed out the window to secure the field before hunting. About an hour before school let out, the field was set up, plus I had gorged myself on two mountain lions and a bear. I loaded the necessities, then headed to get my mate.
I had just pulled into the parking lot when I got another text from Bella. She was walking out the front door. Something must have happened for her to be out before the others. Her eyes... they were constantly swirling, ever-changing as she got closer to me.
I pulled her into a hug as she broke down. “Shh, It's alight, Darlin'. I love you. Let me take care of you now.”
I got her settled in her seat, then dashed to my side. As soon as the door closed, I had my hand pressed to her elements, pushing all the love and peace into her as I could. “Isabella,” I tried gently. No answer.
Alright Major, get a move on!
“Isabella,” I said forcefully. This time she looked at me. I gasped internally at her eyes, but didn't show it outwardly. They were silver with green specks, as well as a green outer ring. No chocolate at all. “Isabella, this afternoon, ya will call me Major Whitlock or Sir. Is that understood?”
She looked at me as she nodded, but didn't say anythin'. “I said, is that understood, Isabella. Out loud.”
“Yes, Major Whitlock,” she whispered.
“Your answers to me will be verbal from here on out. Ya will do as you're told. There will be repercussions when ya don't follow orders. Understood?”
She nodded, “Yes, Sir, Major Whitlock.”
All's well so far. At least she's respondin'.
I started the truck, pullin’ out onto the highway headed for the field. “Isabella, pick up the blue thermos and the Tupperware bowl. Eat what's inside the bowl, drink what's in the thermos.”
As she bent down to pick the items up, she responded, “Yes, Major Whitlock.”
She devoured the fruit and coconut milk before we even reached the field. “Darlin', how are you feeling?”
I realized my mistake instantly, but would she? She didn't answer, so she did realize or she wasn't herself enough yet to respond to me. “Isabella, how do ya feel?”
She looked at me with a confused expression, “Lost, Sir. Can you help me find my way back?”
I smiled, “I will... do ya remember the rules, Isabella? Say them out loud, please.”
She looked directly at me, eyes swirlin', then said in a shaky voice, “Yes, Sir. Only call you Major Whitlock or Sir. Speak aloud when asked a question. Do what I'm told or there will be repercussions. Are there any other rules, Sir?”
I looked directly into her eyes, knowin’ she was able to understand, “Yes, Isabella. Keep your emotions open to me, your eyes on my face. I need to see your eyes today. I can't help ya unless ya stay open to me fully. Also, ya need to not hold back. Do ya understand?”
She nodded as she stated she understood.
She had tears silently runnin’ down her face. I hated havin’ to be the Major, but she did really need this. “Isabella, pick up the two flasks. Get out my side of the truck, shut the door, then walk to the front of the truck.”
I opened the door to get out, walkin’ immediately to the front. She did exactly as she was told, but her movements were sluggish. “Isabella, are ya with me?”
Shakily she said, “Y-Yes, Major Whitlock.”
I was startin' to lose her. I quickly picked her up, placin’ her on the blanket on her feet. “Isabella, disrobe quickly, then sit on my lap facin’ me.”
I quickly disrobed myself before sittin’ on the blanket awaitin’ her. I had the flasks next to me on the blanket. “Quickly, Isabella,” I told her in a stern tone.
She quickened her pace, then straddled my lap when she was finally nude. I placed a firm hand on her elements, pushin’ extremely large amounts of love and peace into her as I spoke, “Isabella, why did ya not disrobe quickly as I asked?”
I knew she was testin’ me, I could feel it in her emotions, but I wanted to see what she would say. “Sir, I don't really know. I guess I wanted to see if you would really punish me.”
Well, when she needs punished, I will punish her. “Did ya not think I would? Isabella, I told ya there would be repercussions if ya didn't follow orders. Now drink the contents of the two flasks at my side, then I can get on with your punishment.”
She grabbed the flasks one at a time to drink every bit. When she finished, I kept my tone stern, “Isabella, you're now gonna be punished for not obeyin' a direct order from me. Lay on your stomach across my lap... head to one side, legs to the other, and ass positioned over my lap. NOW.”
She scurried into position. I started rubbin' the flesh of her ass and thighs, helpin' to prepare her. “Ten warm up, ten punishment. Count them out loud, Isabella. If ya can't go on and need me to stop, say red. Do ya understand?”
She answered immediately, “Ten warm up, ten punishment. Count out loud. Say red if I can’t go on. That’s the word to stop.”
“Very good, Isabella. Count for me.”
I gave her a swat on her left ass cheek. “One,” she whispered.
“Louder, Isabella. Start over.” I swatted a fraction harder on the right cheek.
“One.” Much better.
I kept changin' the position of my swats, makin' sure to keep a good eye on her skin.
Her skin was turnin' a glorious shade of pink, but she could handle much more than this.
She squirmed a tiny bit, her arousal waftin’ up to me.
I rubbed her ass and thighs for a second, as this next round would be harder. “Very good, Isabella. Count for me again, from One, please.”
I swatted harder this time, but only by about half.
(Swat) “One,” she grunted.
Perfect. (Swat) “T-Two.”
She was pantin' through her swats now, her ass a beautiful shade. What got me the most, was her arousal was gettin' stronger. “I don't like havin' to punish ya, Isabella, and you're gettin' a light punishment this time. Will ya behave now?”
She panted her answer as she squirmed, “Y-Yes, Major Whitlock.”
I nodded, “Then let's finish your punishment, Isabella. Continue with four.”
(Swat) “Four,” she panted.
(Swat) “Six,” she whimpered.
(Swat) “Ungh... Seven.”
(Swat) “Ahh... Eight.”
(Swat) “Nine,” she cried.
(Swat) “Te-hen!” She had tears streamin' continually down her sweet face as she finished countin'.
I rubbed her ass and thighs, which were now a vivid red, easin' some of the pain. I picked her up, then gently laid her on her back with her knees raised. “Isabella, your eyes still aren't quite there. Open your legs, plant your feet as wide apart as ya can.”
She did as I commanded, so I could see her sweet little pussy drippin' for me. I traced one finger from her rear entrance to her throbbin' nub as I said, “Ya seem to like me spankin' ya, Isabella. Maybe you’ll like this, too.”
I grabbed one end of the rope, tied it firmly around her wrists, then held the rope in my hand flat on the ground next to her bound ones. I centered myself, thrustin’ deeply into her, fully sheathin’ myself in one stroke. She cried out in pleasure, so I withdrew before slammin’ into her again as hard as I dared. “Oh, please, Major Whitlock... More, Sir... Please!”
I thrust a tiny bit harder. “Yes, Major. Fuck me hard, please.”
I kept thrustin' as I brought one of her legs up my body. I growled at the new depth, only to feel her walls flutter against my cock. “Isabella, do not cum until I give ya permission. Do ya understand?”
She whimpered and cried out, “Please, Sir! Oh please, let me cum for you, Major Whitlock. Please!”
I could tell she was strainin' to hold back, but I wanted to see how long she could go in this state.
Just then the wind picked up as the ground under us vibrated. A silver-green glow surrounded us, so I thrust harder and faster into her. “Isabella, doncha dare fuckin' cum yet.”
I kept thrustin', poundin' deep inside her, until I was holdin' back, too. “Now Isabella. Fuckin' cum for me, NOW!”
I growled as the ground under us shook. The wind swirled at a faster rate, both of us cummin’ with a loud cry. As our orgasms subsided, the wind and ground vibrations stopped. Then the glow disappeared. I flopped down next to her before untyin’ her wrists. I rubbed them gently, then moved her arms around a little to help circulation. She curled into me, “That was so fucking incredible. So, so good. I love you, Major.”
I looked down at her, but she had her eyes closed as a small smile played on her face. “Show me your eyes, Isabella. Please.”
She looked up at me, and as I traced her markin's, I could see the final speck of green return to normal. Her eyes were completely chocolate again. I felt myself retreat as Jasper pushed forward. “Chocolate. How do you feel?”
I knew she was alright now, but I needed her to tell me. “Besides my ass flaming, I feel wonderful.”
She gave me a sly smirk. “We'll fix the flaming ass when we get to the house. I promise. We have to stop at the Cullen house to pick up the groceries, so we'll take a hot bath while we're there. I have a cream to put on you that will help after the bath. Tell me about your day while we dress.”
I helped her up gently, then hurried to dress.
Rawr. Major Whitlock was fucking hot in his commanding role. I'll have to see if he can come out when I can enjoy him fully. I definitely want to see more of him. My ass is on fire, though.
I told him the basic details of my day, not getting too heavy into the whole Jessica and Lauren tale. I knew if I did, I would lose the progress we made just a few minutes ago. I told him my test was tomorrow morning, so that's why I got out early. I also told him how I convinced the principal to hurry the results, because I was trying to surprise Charlie in a small town where everybody knows your business. He chuckled at that, then finished helping me dress.
When we reached the Cullen house, I went immediately to the kitchen. “Jazz, did you happen to get any chocolate today? I need something sweet.”
He opened the bag on the counter, then handed me a flat rectangle that was in a really pretty wrapping. Opening it up, the scent of the chocolate hit me. Mmm. Chocolate has never smelled so good.
I took a bite from the corner, then the sweet flavor burst in my mouth, “Ohmygod... Jazz... Mmm... this is the most fuck-awesome chocolate ever! Where?”
I hurried to take another bite as I hopped up on the counter. I winced as I remembered my ass. Ouch.
He stood between my legs before kissing my shoulder. “I got it at a chocolatier in Port Angeles when I went to the health food store. I got plenty to last you until we get to Texas. Same with the fruits and drinks. Peter says he already has the house stocked for when we get there. Did the principal talk to you about what to expect tomorrow, Darlin'?”
He sounded interested, so I told him. “Mmm... yes. He told me what to expect. I go to school normal time, but go wait in the office. As soon as the first bell rings, he will take me to the testing room. My test has several different parts that are timed. I should have plenty of time on each section. The total test should last around 3 ½ hours. Since I'm the only one taking it, if I get done with a section and check over my answers, we can move on before the time is up. When my test is done, I can leave and not come back until I have to get my release papers signed tomorrow evening. He said he would have the test results done by the end of the day. Then I can sign out and collect my GED. What are we going to do between the time I'm done with my test and I get my papers?”
Ahh, this chocolate is heaven.
I was sure I was putting off some seriously happy vibes. “Well, Darlin'. Peter said we needed to get you on a schedule, so you don't have more episodes than necessary. I figure we can plan the schedule together, that way you have a part in it, and know exactly what to expect of your day. The fewer unknowns, the better right now. I think we should start packin' in that between-time you'll have tomorrow. Let's wake up, make love, get you ready to go and fed. Then you can have another of these wonderful chocolates on the way to school. Take your test. I'll pick you back up, then we go back to your house, get you some lunch, and start to pack. Maybe even make love again before we go back over to the school. After we get done there, we can go back to your house. You can lay down on the bed and let me give you a long relaxing massage. How does that sound?”
I smiled, “I think that sounds like a pretty good day, but we might have to squeeze in a round or two of down and dirty sex between our lovemaking sessions.”
I smiled wryly, so he shook his head while chuckling. “What all do we need from here before we go back to my place? Can we take our bath there?”
I continued to eat the delectable bar of chocolate as he spoke, “I need to get the groceries out of the fridge, the chocolates from the counter, the boxes and two coolers from the garage, along with the luggage for the clothing from my closet. Then we can go back to the house. I'll fix you some dinner, and we can definitely take our bath at your place.”
He gently lifted me off the counter, then we walked into the garage. He showed me where the boxes were as he asked me to put them on the back floor of the truck, leaning against the front seats. As I did that, he took the two empty coolers inside. Before I could get done loading the boxes, he had the coolers filled and sitting on the back seats. I laughed... to have vampire speed.
I asked him if there was anything else he needed me to do, but he said all he had to get now was the luggage. I slowly got in the truck, and by the time I sat down, he was bringing several pieces of very nice luggage out the door. He loaded them in the bed of the truck, then went to lock the door.
Before he could get in his side, I whispered, “Jazz, did you make sure to get my chocolates?”
He laughed, assuring me, “I promise, Darlin'. They're in the top of the red cooler. I wouldn't forget them, especially after the wonderful feelings you were giving off while eating it.”
I smiled as he got himself settled and started the truck. “Thank you, Jazz. For everything.”
He kissed me sweetly, “Darlin', I like being able to take care of the things you need me to. You needed everything I got today. I was able to take care of your needs this afternoon because I had them. That makes me feel good... to know that I was able to do that for you... be a good mate to you.”
He kissed me again, then we were on our way back to my house.