The Descent
by Laura Spudzmom
Chapter 15
I fully expected to be alone when I came out of the bathroom, so Jasper’s presence was a bit of a surprise. He always had an unnatural stillness to him, so unlike the Cullens… Just a way of watching with that steady red gaze that I seemed to be able to feel wherever it touched and this moment was no exception. “What?” I asked while quickly dressing.
“You okay?”
I shrugged and finished tying my shoes. “I will be. Right now, I’m more pissed off than anything.” I sat up and met his eyes. “Did they catch him?”
He shook his head. “Nope, little fucker’s fast. We’ll get him though, eventually.”
I nodded and smirked. “If there’s one thing I have plenty of, it’s time. He’ll pay one day, and at my hands. Until then, I plan to train. Will you help me? I hear you’re the best.”
He didn’t smirk or smile. “I will, but ya sure ya wanna go down that road? It ain’t an easy one, especially when it’s me doin’ the trainin’.”
I scoffed. “When has anything worth a shit been easy, Jay?”
“Just givin’ ya fair warnin’, sugar. There won’t be any quittin’ once we start and I never go easy.”
“I wouldn’t want you to.”
“All right, then. We’ll start as soon as business is concluded and our guests are gone.”
“Sounds good.”
He pushed off the wall and headed for the door. “I have to get back into the meeting. I’ll see you afterward though. Try to stay outta trouble?” Now he did smirk as he opened the door and stood aside for me to go through.
“I’ll try Jay, but you know how it is.”
At the stairs, we went our separate ways and I ended up back in the living room with the Cullens and, much to my displeasure, Athenadora and Sulpicia, whom I’d yet to meet.
Esme greeted me with a sad smile. “Hello dear. I’m so sorry for what Edward did. I just don’t know what got into him.”
Rosalie scoffed. “I do. He’s a self-serving little prick.”
“Rose! You shouldn’t say such things, and we’re guests here,” Esme scolded.
Rose rolled her eyes and then looked at me with a sneer. “My apologies if I’ve shocked your delicate sensibilities.”
I gazed at her flatly for a moment. She may have been the most honest of the Cullens, but she was still a caustic bitch and I found I still hated her. “Absolutely no fucks given, Rosalie, so don’t lose any sleep.”
She looked a little surprised at that before turning to stare out the window and I shrugged before taking a seat in Jasper’s favorite chair. Reaching over, I grabbed the pack of smokes he must have left there and lit one up before looking around at the stoic group. “So,” I said with wide eyes, “did the conversation stop when I came in? Should I leave?”
“Actually,” Athenadora drawled, “I’ve been wanting to have a private word with you, Isabella.” She regally rose from her seat, waving a staying hand at the guards and Sulpicia when they moved to join her. She gave me a saccharine smile. “Would you take a stroll with me, darling?”
I stubbed out the smoke and gave her my best smile. “I’d love nothing better.”
Neither of us said another word until we were outside and well away from the house and then she looked at me, all pretense of civility absent as her top lip curled. “What is between you and my dear husband? I smell his scent on you, even after you’re freshly showered.”
I smirked, pulled the collar of my shirt aside and pointed to my mark. “Mates, sweetheart. That’s what’s between us.”
She stopped and stared before a nasty smile curved her too-perfect lips. “Well, what a development. And he never told me… Which can only mean he’s refused to part with me for you.” She laughed then and it would have been beautiful if the intent behind it wasn’t so malicious. “Oh, poor noble Caius,” she tapered off into a chuckle. “Loyalty always was one of his greatest weaknesses.”
Rage washed over me but I beat it back…for the moment. “So, it’s safe to assume you’ve no intention to step aside? No intention to be the mate Jasper deserves now that Caius has found his?”
She studied me for a beat before bursting into laughter. “You’re positively delusional,” she said as her laughter tapered off and she drew herself up. “I am a Queen, darling, and fully intend to remain so. Do you think I would be satisfied with such an unrefined, scarred simpleton as my mate? He’s very good in bed, I’ll admit, but to live with him, day to day for an eternity?” An ugly sneer overtook her beautiful features. “Never, my dear. I am perfectly happy with the way things are and if you know what’s good for you, you will remain content with the scraps I allow you.” She drew closer to me, her greater height allowing her to peer down her elegant nose, her eyes full of malice as she ran a manicured nail down the side of my face. “Do you understand?”
Faster than I knew I was capable, I had a grip on her hand. Then I twisted her arm up behind her back with my other hand buried in her shiny blonde hair, her back bowed as I hissed in her ear, “Don’t ever fucking touch me again, you polished slut, because if you do, it’ll be the last thing you ever do.” With that, I tossed her facedown into the dirt several feet away, ripping out a tuft of blonde hair while I was at it. I don’t know why I pocketed my souvenir, but I did and just as I withdrew my hand from my pocket, she was up and crouched, her eyes wild as she faced me. “You’re going to regret that!” She spat some dirt and venom to the side and I smirked and crouched, readying myself for an attack.
“No, you glorified whore, I don’t believe I will.”
She lunged then and the fight was on. Luckily for me, it seemed that she was just as untrained as I, so neither of us really gained the upper hand before we were both yanked apart and held securely by guards. Still, I struggled to get to the hissing bitch until the guard dragged me to the back entrance of the house. “My lady! Stop! Please! If you don’t Lord Caius will have my head!”
His words finally broke through my red haze and I stilled. “Demetri?”
“Yes, my lady.” He sounded relieved. “May I trust you and let you go now?”
I took a deep breath and let it out. “Yes, I’m in control.”
“Thank the gods,” he said as he cautiously turned me loose.
I turned to him and he eyed me warily as I tried to straighten my ruined clothes. I finally gave up and settled for holding the tattered remains of my shirt together with one hand. “I’d apologize but I’m not sorry. The bitch had that and much more coming, believe me.”
He merely smirked at me. “May I offer a piece of advice, my lady?”
“Sure. Fire away,” I said before slumping onto the bottom step of the porch.
“Get some training. With your superior strength, you should’ve had her subdued within seconds. As it was, you held your own…not a bad showing against a vampire centuries your senior, but with training, you would’ve dominated.”
I gaped at him for a moment before smiling. “Duly noted, Demetri and it’s advice I fully intend to heed.”
“Good,” he said before offering his hand. “May I escort you back into the house? I believe you’ll want to repair your appearance before the Master’s meeting adjourns?”
Taking his hand, I rose and we entered the house. As we walked along, something occurred to me and I looked up at him. “Demetri?”
“Yes, Lady Isabella?”
“You’re a tracker, right?”
“Yes, my Lady, I am.”
“If I asked you to track someone, you could tell me their location, anytime, right?”
He inclined his head. “I could, as long as I’ve met them before.”
I stopped and met his curious gaze. “When the time comes, there is someone I need to find. If I call on you, will you help me? I don’t need you to actually go after the person, just to tell me where I may find him. So, will you?”
He thought for a moment and then nodded. “It would be an honor to help you, my Lady.”
We continued walking to the base of the stairs where he dropped his arm and turned to me. “This is where I leave you.”
I smiled at him. “Thanks Demetri, for everything.”
He gave me the most regal bow I’d ever seen, before smiling. “I am ever at your service, Lady Isabella.”
I turned and trotted up the stairs then, a smile I couldn’t seem to stifle curving my lips. I couldn’t help but feel like I’d made a new friend, and that, amidst all this other shit in my life, felt pretty damn good.
When I got into my room—well, Jasper’s room—the first thing I did was put a hair band around that blonde chunk I’d yanked from the she-devil’s head and stowed it in a pocket of my bag. Why was I keeping it? I had no idea, but I wanted to, so I did.
With that all tucked away, I dug out some fresh clothes and took yet another shower. By the time I’d dressed, the door opened and Jasper walked in cocking a brow at me when he saw me. “What happened now?”
I shrugged. “Nothing much. How was the meeting?”
He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. “I call BS darlin’, now what happened?”
I scowled. “Your mate wanted to talk to me, so we…talked. That’s it.”
“Uh huh. What happened, Isabella?”
Shit. He pulled the full name card on me. “Okay, so she said some shit and it pissed me off, but she touched me first. Don’t worry, the bitch is in tact…mostly.”
“Mostly…” he muttered flatly and I shrugged.
“She might be missing some hair…”
His eyes trailed over me and he hissed lowly when he saw a fresh bite mark on my arm. “She do that?”
I rubbed over it and nodded. “Yeah.”
“Damn it! What did I say about avoidin’ her?”
I shot to my feet. “She approached me! What am I supposed to do, cower away and hide somewhere? I don’t think so!”
“You’re not trained to fight, darlin’, and until you are, you stay outta shit, you hear?”
I got in his face—okay, he’s much taller, but I got in his chest, anyway—and glared up at him. “Or what?!”
He leaned down so we were practically nose to nose. “You’re my newborn—my responsibility—and you’ll do as I say. If you don’t, there’ll be consequences.”
“Stuff your consequences!” I growled but before I could move another muscle he sat on the bed, me over his lap, with his hand warming my ass with swats as my mind struggled to catch up.
“Jasper! What the fuck?!”
“You gonna listen to me?” he asked while paddling away.
I kicked and squirmed and he pinned me with his legs and kept at it. “Well? What’s it gonna be little girl?”
Okay, that did it, but it didn’t have quite the effect he was going for I’m sure, because kinky me was now very turned on.
He caught up a second later though and the swats slowed as he chuckled darkly. “Well, ain’t this interestin’?” he murmured as his hand rubbed over my ass in between smarting swats, drawing a low moan from me. I couldn’t help it. The boy was just too damn sexy for his own good and now my dirty fantasy was coming true…
With a smirk, I wiggled on his lap, keenly feeling his…rising interest against my hip. “I’m sorry Major,” I simpered, jumping right into the game. “I’ll be a good girl now, I promise.”
“Oh you will, huh?” he purred, leaning down to nuzzle just under my ear.
“Yes?” I said, hoping it was the answer he was looking for. It must have been because he turned me over in his lap and took my lips in a searing kiss as he pulled me in close.
“Jasper…” I breathed as his kisses trailed down my neck and his hand trailed up my leg to my center. I squirmed as the heel of that hand rubbed me deliciously, making the ache in my center throb with need. He was driving me crazy and it was apparent to me that he knew it, especially when I felt his lips curl into a smile against my skin.
“Stop teasing, Major,” I pouted while tugging his silky hair and he drew back to look at me with a grin.
“You want me to take care of you, darlin’? Want me to ease that ache ya got goin’ between those pretty thighs?”
I squirmed again under the attention of his torturous hand. “You know I do!”
“Then you need to do as I tell you. Agreed?” He rubbed a little harder and I dropped my head back and moaned. Still, I wasn’t ready to give in just yet. “She started it.”
I felt him unbutton my pants and then he slid a finger inside me and I clenched around it. “Umm, yeah,” I breathed as he fucked me with his fingers, his thumb now making delicious circles around my slick, wet bud.
Then he stopped and removed his magic hand from my pants. “Jasperrrr,” I whined but he merely watched me before raising one perfect brow.
“You’ll do as I say. Agreed?”
“You don’t fight fair.”
“No, I don’t but this is a better deal than any other newborn has ever gotten from me, by far. Most would be in pieces for a few days as punishment for not listenin’. Now what’s it gonna be?”
“Fine,” I said with a scowl. “I’ll listen. But if she attacks me…”
“She won’t attack ya. I’ll see to it,” he said before cupping the back of my head and kissing me senseless. He shifted then and laid me back on the bed before yanking my pants and panties off in one go, never breaking the kiss. My shirt and bra was next to go and I absently registered the tattered remains of them as he threw them to the side.
I welcomed him eagerly then as his lithe, muscled body covered mine, his trim hips fitting perfectly in the cradle of my thighs as his hot, wet kisses trailed to my chest. “Jasper, please…” I moaned as I wrapped my legs around him and urged him closer. I needed him—needed to feel him, hot and hard and buried inside me as deeply as I could get him. “Fuck me Major…fuck me hard…please…” I breathed while arching against him.
“Damn girl, gimme a second to undress,” he said with a chuckle after releasing my nipple with a wet pop.
With a growl, I grabbed his shirt and tore it from his body, then shredded his jeans and nudged off the scraps with my feet as he kicked them off too.
Reaching down, I palmed his hardened length and he grunted as I gave it a firm stroke from base to tip before lining it up with my entrance. “Now Major, please?”
“You want it hard?” he asked while teasing me with the tip.
“Yes!” I hissed and he grinned.
“Turn over, get on your knees and grab that headboard.” I did so instantly and felt him position himself behind me, his delicious cock nestled, hot and hard, against my ass. He placed a kiss just below my ear, his hands grasping my hips as he whispered, “Spread those gorgeous legs sweetheart and don’t let go.”
He slid into me then with one hard stroke and I cried out at the feeling of being filled and stretched so suddenly. He hadn't been kidding though when he’d told me to hang on because he pulled out and slammed back into me, setting a brutal pace with powerful thrusts that had the whole bed rocking as his hips snapped forward time and again.
I couldn’t help it, I panted and screamed and tossed my head as he drove himself into me relentlessly, my fingers crushing whole sections of headboard as I pushed back into him, giving as good as he gave as the bed frame finally collapsed with a metallic groan.
We finally peaked together, me with a shout of his name and a deep-throaty laugh and him with a growl as he sank his fangs into the mark on my neck, drawing out the blinding pleasure for moments more as our bodies pulsed together in release.
With a grin, I looked at him over my shoulder. “Damn, Major…” was all I could manage and he smacked my ass and kissed my cheek as amusement danced in his eyes.
“Hard enough for ya, baby doll?”
I took a second to check out the ruined bed and cracked wall before shaking my head and turning in his arms to kiss him. It was slow and deep and he pulled me close to that chiseled body I couldn’t seem to get enough of as he stole the breath from my body.
When I pulled back from the kiss, I whispered against his luscious lips, my own curving into a wicked grin, “It’ll do…for now.”
I fully expected to be alone when I came out of the bathroom, so Jasper’s presence was a bit of a surprise. He always had an unnatural stillness to him, so unlike the Cullens… Just a way of watching with that steady red gaze that I seemed to be able to feel wherever it touched and this moment was no exception. “What?” I asked while quickly dressing.
“You okay?”
I shrugged and finished tying my shoes. “I will be. Right now, I’m more pissed off than anything.” I sat up and met his eyes. “Did they catch him?”
He shook his head. “Nope, little fucker’s fast. We’ll get him though, eventually.”
I nodded and smirked. “If there’s one thing I have plenty of, it’s time. He’ll pay one day, and at my hands. Until then, I plan to train. Will you help me? I hear you’re the best.”
He didn’t smirk or smile. “I will, but ya sure ya wanna go down that road? It ain’t an easy one, especially when it’s me doin’ the trainin’.”
I scoffed. “When has anything worth a shit been easy, Jay?”
“Just givin’ ya fair warnin’, sugar. There won’t be any quittin’ once we start and I never go easy.”
“I wouldn’t want you to.”
“All right, then. We’ll start as soon as business is concluded and our guests are gone.”
“Sounds good.”
He pushed off the wall and headed for the door. “I have to get back into the meeting. I’ll see you afterward though. Try to stay outta trouble?” Now he did smirk as he opened the door and stood aside for me to go through.
“I’ll try Jay, but you know how it is.”
At the stairs, we went our separate ways and I ended up back in the living room with the Cullens and, much to my displeasure, Athenadora and Sulpicia, whom I’d yet to meet.
Esme greeted me with a sad smile. “Hello dear. I’m so sorry for what Edward did. I just don’t know what got into him.”
Rosalie scoffed. “I do. He’s a self-serving little prick.”
“Rose! You shouldn’t say such things, and we’re guests here,” Esme scolded.
Rose rolled her eyes and then looked at me with a sneer. “My apologies if I’ve shocked your delicate sensibilities.”
I gazed at her flatly for a moment. She may have been the most honest of the Cullens, but she was still a caustic bitch and I found I still hated her. “Absolutely no fucks given, Rosalie, so don’t lose any sleep.”
She looked a little surprised at that before turning to stare out the window and I shrugged before taking a seat in Jasper’s favorite chair. Reaching over, I grabbed the pack of smokes he must have left there and lit one up before looking around at the stoic group. “So,” I said with wide eyes, “did the conversation stop when I came in? Should I leave?”
“Actually,” Athenadora drawled, “I’ve been wanting to have a private word with you, Isabella.” She regally rose from her seat, waving a staying hand at the guards and Sulpicia when they moved to join her. She gave me a saccharine smile. “Would you take a stroll with me, darling?”
I stubbed out the smoke and gave her my best smile. “I’d love nothing better.”
Neither of us said another word until we were outside and well away from the house and then she looked at me, all pretense of civility absent as her top lip curled. “What is between you and my dear husband? I smell his scent on you, even after you’re freshly showered.”
I smirked, pulled the collar of my shirt aside and pointed to my mark. “Mates, sweetheart. That’s what’s between us.”
She stopped and stared before a nasty smile curved her too-perfect lips. “Well, what a development. And he never told me… Which can only mean he’s refused to part with me for you.” She laughed then and it would have been beautiful if the intent behind it wasn’t so malicious. “Oh, poor noble Caius,” she tapered off into a chuckle. “Loyalty always was one of his greatest weaknesses.”
Rage washed over me but I beat it back…for the moment. “So, it’s safe to assume you’ve no intention to step aside? No intention to be the mate Jasper deserves now that Caius has found his?”
She studied me for a beat before bursting into laughter. “You’re positively delusional,” she said as her laughter tapered off and she drew herself up. “I am a Queen, darling, and fully intend to remain so. Do you think I would be satisfied with such an unrefined, scarred simpleton as my mate? He’s very good in bed, I’ll admit, but to live with him, day to day for an eternity?” An ugly sneer overtook her beautiful features. “Never, my dear. I am perfectly happy with the way things are and if you know what’s good for you, you will remain content with the scraps I allow you.” She drew closer to me, her greater height allowing her to peer down her elegant nose, her eyes full of malice as she ran a manicured nail down the side of my face. “Do you understand?”
Faster than I knew I was capable, I had a grip on her hand. Then I twisted her arm up behind her back with my other hand buried in her shiny blonde hair, her back bowed as I hissed in her ear, “Don’t ever fucking touch me again, you polished slut, because if you do, it’ll be the last thing you ever do.” With that, I tossed her facedown into the dirt several feet away, ripping out a tuft of blonde hair while I was at it. I don’t know why I pocketed my souvenir, but I did and just as I withdrew my hand from my pocket, she was up and crouched, her eyes wild as she faced me. “You’re going to regret that!” She spat some dirt and venom to the side and I smirked and crouched, readying myself for an attack.
“No, you glorified whore, I don’t believe I will.”
She lunged then and the fight was on. Luckily for me, it seemed that she was just as untrained as I, so neither of us really gained the upper hand before we were both yanked apart and held securely by guards. Still, I struggled to get to the hissing bitch until the guard dragged me to the back entrance of the house. “My lady! Stop! Please! If you don’t Lord Caius will have my head!”
His words finally broke through my red haze and I stilled. “Demetri?”
“Yes, my lady.” He sounded relieved. “May I trust you and let you go now?”
I took a deep breath and let it out. “Yes, I’m in control.”
“Thank the gods,” he said as he cautiously turned me loose.
I turned to him and he eyed me warily as I tried to straighten my ruined clothes. I finally gave up and settled for holding the tattered remains of my shirt together with one hand. “I’d apologize but I’m not sorry. The bitch had that and much more coming, believe me.”
He merely smirked at me. “May I offer a piece of advice, my lady?”
“Sure. Fire away,” I said before slumping onto the bottom step of the porch.
“Get some training. With your superior strength, you should’ve had her subdued within seconds. As it was, you held your own…not a bad showing against a vampire centuries your senior, but with training, you would’ve dominated.”
I gaped at him for a moment before smiling. “Duly noted, Demetri and it’s advice I fully intend to heed.”
“Good,” he said before offering his hand. “May I escort you back into the house? I believe you’ll want to repair your appearance before the Master’s meeting adjourns?”
Taking his hand, I rose and we entered the house. As we walked along, something occurred to me and I looked up at him. “Demetri?”
“Yes, Lady Isabella?”
“You’re a tracker, right?”
“Yes, my Lady, I am.”
“If I asked you to track someone, you could tell me their location, anytime, right?”
He inclined his head. “I could, as long as I’ve met them before.”
I stopped and met his curious gaze. “When the time comes, there is someone I need to find. If I call on you, will you help me? I don’t need you to actually go after the person, just to tell me where I may find him. So, will you?”
He thought for a moment and then nodded. “It would be an honor to help you, my Lady.”
We continued walking to the base of the stairs where he dropped his arm and turned to me. “This is where I leave you.”
I smiled at him. “Thanks Demetri, for everything.”
He gave me the most regal bow I’d ever seen, before smiling. “I am ever at your service, Lady Isabella.”
I turned and trotted up the stairs then, a smile I couldn’t seem to stifle curving my lips. I couldn’t help but feel like I’d made a new friend, and that, amidst all this other shit in my life, felt pretty damn good.
When I got into my room—well, Jasper’s room—the first thing I did was put a hair band around that blonde chunk I’d yanked from the she-devil’s head and stowed it in a pocket of my bag. Why was I keeping it? I had no idea, but I wanted to, so I did.
With that all tucked away, I dug out some fresh clothes and took yet another shower. By the time I’d dressed, the door opened and Jasper walked in cocking a brow at me when he saw me. “What happened now?”
I shrugged. “Nothing much. How was the meeting?”
He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. “I call BS darlin’, now what happened?”
I scowled. “Your mate wanted to talk to me, so we…talked. That’s it.”
“Uh huh. What happened, Isabella?”
Shit. He pulled the full name card on me. “Okay, so she said some shit and it pissed me off, but she touched me first. Don’t worry, the bitch is in tact…mostly.”
“Mostly…” he muttered flatly and I shrugged.
“She might be missing some hair…”
His eyes trailed over me and he hissed lowly when he saw a fresh bite mark on my arm. “She do that?”
I rubbed over it and nodded. “Yeah.”
“Damn it! What did I say about avoidin’ her?”
I shot to my feet. “She approached me! What am I supposed to do, cower away and hide somewhere? I don’t think so!”
“You’re not trained to fight, darlin’, and until you are, you stay outta shit, you hear?”
I got in his face—okay, he’s much taller, but I got in his chest, anyway—and glared up at him. “Or what?!”
He leaned down so we were practically nose to nose. “You’re my newborn—my responsibility—and you’ll do as I say. If you don’t, there’ll be consequences.”
“Stuff your consequences!” I growled but before I could move another muscle he sat on the bed, me over his lap, with his hand warming my ass with swats as my mind struggled to catch up.
“Jasper! What the fuck?!”
“You gonna listen to me?” he asked while paddling away.
I kicked and squirmed and he pinned me with his legs and kept at it. “Well? What’s it gonna be little girl?”
Okay, that did it, but it didn’t have quite the effect he was going for I’m sure, because kinky me was now very turned on.
He caught up a second later though and the swats slowed as he chuckled darkly. “Well, ain’t this interestin’?” he murmured as his hand rubbed over my ass in between smarting swats, drawing a low moan from me. I couldn’t help it. The boy was just too damn sexy for his own good and now my dirty fantasy was coming true…
With a smirk, I wiggled on his lap, keenly feeling his…rising interest against my hip. “I’m sorry Major,” I simpered, jumping right into the game. “I’ll be a good girl now, I promise.”
“Oh you will, huh?” he purred, leaning down to nuzzle just under my ear.
“Yes?” I said, hoping it was the answer he was looking for. It must have been because he turned me over in his lap and took my lips in a searing kiss as he pulled me in close.
“Jasper…” I breathed as his kisses trailed down my neck and his hand trailed up my leg to my center. I squirmed as the heel of that hand rubbed me deliciously, making the ache in my center throb with need. He was driving me crazy and it was apparent to me that he knew it, especially when I felt his lips curl into a smile against my skin.
“Stop teasing, Major,” I pouted while tugging his silky hair and he drew back to look at me with a grin.
“You want me to take care of you, darlin’? Want me to ease that ache ya got goin’ between those pretty thighs?”
I squirmed again under the attention of his torturous hand. “You know I do!”
“Then you need to do as I tell you. Agreed?” He rubbed a little harder and I dropped my head back and moaned. Still, I wasn’t ready to give in just yet. “She started it.”
I felt him unbutton my pants and then he slid a finger inside me and I clenched around it. “Umm, yeah,” I breathed as he fucked me with his fingers, his thumb now making delicious circles around my slick, wet bud.
Then he stopped and removed his magic hand from my pants. “Jasperrrr,” I whined but he merely watched me before raising one perfect brow.
“You’ll do as I say. Agreed?”
“You don’t fight fair.”
“No, I don’t but this is a better deal than any other newborn has ever gotten from me, by far. Most would be in pieces for a few days as punishment for not listenin’. Now what’s it gonna be?”
“Fine,” I said with a scowl. “I’ll listen. But if she attacks me…”
“She won’t attack ya. I’ll see to it,” he said before cupping the back of my head and kissing me senseless. He shifted then and laid me back on the bed before yanking my pants and panties off in one go, never breaking the kiss. My shirt and bra was next to go and I absently registered the tattered remains of them as he threw them to the side.
I welcomed him eagerly then as his lithe, muscled body covered mine, his trim hips fitting perfectly in the cradle of my thighs as his hot, wet kisses trailed to my chest. “Jasper, please…” I moaned as I wrapped my legs around him and urged him closer. I needed him—needed to feel him, hot and hard and buried inside me as deeply as I could get him. “Fuck me Major…fuck me hard…please…” I breathed while arching against him.
“Damn girl, gimme a second to undress,” he said with a chuckle after releasing my nipple with a wet pop.
With a growl, I grabbed his shirt and tore it from his body, then shredded his jeans and nudged off the scraps with my feet as he kicked them off too.
Reaching down, I palmed his hardened length and he grunted as I gave it a firm stroke from base to tip before lining it up with my entrance. “Now Major, please?”
“You want it hard?” he asked while teasing me with the tip.
“Yes!” I hissed and he grinned.
“Turn over, get on your knees and grab that headboard.” I did so instantly and felt him position himself behind me, his delicious cock nestled, hot and hard, against my ass. He placed a kiss just below my ear, his hands grasping my hips as he whispered, “Spread those gorgeous legs sweetheart and don’t let go.”
He slid into me then with one hard stroke and I cried out at the feeling of being filled and stretched so suddenly. He hadn't been kidding though when he’d told me to hang on because he pulled out and slammed back into me, setting a brutal pace with powerful thrusts that had the whole bed rocking as his hips snapped forward time and again.
I couldn’t help it, I panted and screamed and tossed my head as he drove himself into me relentlessly, my fingers crushing whole sections of headboard as I pushed back into him, giving as good as he gave as the bed frame finally collapsed with a metallic groan.
We finally peaked together, me with a shout of his name and a deep-throaty laugh and him with a growl as he sank his fangs into the mark on my neck, drawing out the blinding pleasure for moments more as our bodies pulsed together in release.
With a grin, I looked at him over my shoulder. “Damn, Major…” was all I could manage and he smacked my ass and kissed my cheek as amusement danced in his eyes.
“Hard enough for ya, baby doll?”
I took a second to check out the ruined bed and cracked wall before shaking my head and turning in his arms to kiss him. It was slow and deep and he pulled me close to that chiseled body I couldn’t seem to get enough of as he stole the breath from my body.
When I pulled back from the kiss, I whispered against his luscious lips, my own curving into a wicked grin, “It’ll do…for now.”
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