Elemental Goddess by wizardtho
Chapter 2: Feelings
Just as his name left my lips, we connected in the most earth-shattering kiss ever known. He teased my bottom lip, so I eagerly let him deepen our kiss. There was no battle for dominance; no one was weaker or stronger. There was just Jasper and me in a dance as old as time… and what a dance it was.
As I broke the kiss to gasp for air, his lips followed the line of my jaw to my ear. “Isabella,” his southern drawl was smooth as silk, but laced with a raw desire. “I love you, too. God, Darlin', you taste so good. Your body feels so good wrapped around me. I want to show you. Let me show you what I feel. Let me make love to you.”
His voice dropped lower as he said that. I felt desire pool deep inside me in response. My eyes fell closed, a slight moan slipping from my lips. The only thing I could do was nod, because I was already passed words. He scooted us to the end of the bed before standing us up, cradling my ass in his large hands. I unwrapped my legs from his waist, sliding down his body, a moan slipping from my lips as my jean-covered center slid along his hardness.
When my feet touched the floor, Jasper brought his hands to the hem of my top, his fingers grazing along my sensitive skin as he lifted it from my body. He trapped my hands above my head, still tangled in my top, as he slid his other hand down my arm to just under my bra covered breast. My eyes rolled back in my head, and another moan voiced as he traced the lines of my underwire cups. “Jesus, you are so gorgeous, Darlin'. I wanna worship every inch of you like the goddess you are. Will you let me worship you, Sugar?”
I could feel myself becoming so aroused at just his words... imagining what it would feel like if he actually did. I practically whimpered, “Please, I want you tattooed on every inch of my skin, Jazz. I want you sheathed as deep in my body as you are in my heart. Make me yours in every way.”
His eyes were steadily turning darker, but I knew it was his desire for me making his eyes slowly turn from amber to black. He inhaled deeply, a sly grin crossing his features, so I knew he could smell my arousal. The look on his face and desire in his eyes made me even more aroused, which prompted me to moan loudly.
He finished pulling my top off and knelt down in front of me. Placing small kisses and licks at the waistline of my jeans, he undid my jeans, sliding them down my figure. He made sure his fingertips kept contact with my body the whole way, then helped me out of my jeans and socks one foot at a time.
On his way back up my body, Jasper traced the outside of my legs to my knees, circled them, then continued his path on the inside of my thighs until he reached just short of my center. Slowly, he leaned in to place a kiss just above my lace-covered mound. My fingers laced into his blonde locks, tugging gently for him to look at me. “You can definitely continue that thought in just a minute, but right now, you have way too many clothes on. Stand up for me, Hun.”
He stood, my mouth finding his in a lingering kiss. My hands went to his button-down shirt. Before I could get the first one undone, I felt Jasper's hands holding mine. I backed away enough to look up at him, confused as to why he stopped me. “Darlin', I will let you continue, but I need to prepare you. I have a lot of scars like this one.”
He traced the scar on my wrist from James, continuing, “You know our venom leaves scars, and a lot of vampires have bitten me, Sugar. Southern Vampire Wars. I am not proud of my past, but I love you and want you to know all of me.”
I put my finger to his lips, kissing his jaw near his ear, where I knew there was a scar. I knew he had more, but that never bothered me. I wanted him now... I needed to show him that. I again started unbuttoning his shirt, but this time he didn't stop me. When I was done, I unbuttoned the cuffs, then slid my hands along his chest muscles and down his arms to remove it.
I could faintly see some of said scars, but the light in the room wasn't strong enough for me to see them all. I traced each one I could see with my fingertips, licking and kissing each one in my fingers' wake. I heard him gasp then moan when I knelt down in front of him, licking and nibbling on a thick scar just above his right hip.
I nibbled the scar again, tracing it with my tongue as I started undoing his jeans to slowly pull them down. I pulled back to concentrate on removing them, when I noticed he wasn't wearing anything underneath.
Holy crow, commando! I groaned out, “Damn, that's hot.”
I heard a small chuckle from above me, letting me know Jasper heard my comment. I got them down over his thighs, turned him around, then had him sit on the edge of the bed. I removed his shoes and socks, then finished removing his jeans.
When I stood back up in front of him, he pulled me to him, laying me down on my back in the middle of the bed. He licked the line of my lace bra teasingly. I moaned at the cool feel of him against my heated flesh. While he reached under me to unhook the clasp, I arched my back, pushing my breasts closer to his still licking tongue. We both moaned as he finished divesting me of the offending article. I blushed as I heard the slight growl he let loose looking at my topless form. “Christ, Darlin'. Ya don't know how fuckin' beautiful ya truly are.”
He leaned in to lick the underside of one breast, then the other. His hands slid down my sides and rested on my hips as his mouth captured a nipple. I gasped at the sensation, my hands weaving into his hair for something to ground myself with. He let my now-tight nipple go with a pop, then whispered across my heated flesh, “Your skin looks like cream... feels like a silky rose petal... tastes fuckin' incredible, Darlin'.”
The way he was talking to me, I was beyond all reason. My verbal filter was out the window. “Ugh, Jazz. Don't stop... I love the way to talk to me. More... please,” I practically begged him. He smiled into the crevice between my breasts, then licked a long line down the center of my body, pausing to give certain spots special attention.
By the time he reached my navel, a constant stream of moans and whimpers were escaping me. I gasped when his tongue made a twirl around one hip, he nibbled a line across the top of my panties, then his tongue twirled around the other hip. My arousal was at an all-time high; I was afraid I would cum at the slightest touch. He inhaled deeply, then his silky southern voice drawled, “Shit, Darlin'. Ya smell so enticin'. I bet you're soaked, aren't ya? Do I make ya wet, Sugar?”
Before I could form a response, he licked a line up the center line of my panties, causing me to cry out and tighten my fingers in his hair. As he removed them from my body, he kept up his sweet talk, “Your panties are drenched, Darlin'. I can't wait to taste your sweetness on my tongue. I bet ya taste like pure sin.”
He ran his hands up the inside of my thighs, making space for him to settle between them. Looking up at me from the top of my mound, he said, “Isabella, watch me. Don't take your eyes off me. I want ya to watch me make ya cum, Darlin'.”
I raised myself up on my elbows to get a better view, and once I was settled, his dipped his head to kiss the top of my slit. I swear, he looked so good between my thighs, I could've cum right then.
I widened my legs a bit more, and saw him lick a line from my opening to my clit. I bit my lip as I whimpered at the glorious sensation, so he did it again. He placed his thumb on my clit after a second, making slow circles, “Do ya like that... seein’ me please ya this way? Your pussy tastes better than blood, Darlin'. Ya have no idea how fuckin' exquisite ya taste.”
He dropped his head back down and locked my clit between his lips, careful of his sharp teeth. His fingers traced my opening, teasing me, as he gently flicked my clit with a moan into my flesh. He slowly entered me with first one, then two fingers. I let out a gasping whimper in response, “Jazz... Ugh... Don't stop... Shit... So good... More.”
He partially withdrew his fingers, then pushed in further, stopping when I felt a twinge of pain. He looked up at me with wonder while saying in a reverent tone, “Isabella, this is the most wonderful gift you're givin' me. I promise ya I'm in complete control. Would ya allow me to taste ya while I break your barrier? There won't be a lot of blood, but there will be some. I promise I'll be gentle, and I won't let ya feel any pain.”
I looked him deep in the eyes, “Jasper, I trust you completely. I know you wouldn't ask me if you didn't think you could control yourself. Make me cum on your tongue, and taste my gift to you.”
I gently guided his head back to my core, weaving the fingers of one hand back in his blonde locks. As he placed two fingers slowly inside me, he flicked my clit with his tongue repeatedly. “Yes, Jasper.”
He curled his fingers upwards slightly, and... Holy Hell! “Shit... Christ... Ugh... Yes... So good, Jazz! Pleasedontstop!”
I don't know what he hit, but my hips came up off the bed. It was so intense that he had to wrap one of his arms over them to keep me still. He mumbled into my flesh, “So damn sweet... So tight... So hot... so fuckin' wet for me. Cum for me, Isabella. Cum for me, so I can drink in your sweet nectar.”
He pressed down lightly right above my mound, sucked hard on my clit, then curled his fingers repeatedly hitting that glorious spot. I suddenly fell over the cliff, crying out his name while utterly soaking him with my fluids. I saw fucking rainbows and stars; I was in pure euphoric utopia. I came and came, my essence flooding out of me.
He slowed his movements long enough for me to regain control of my breathing, “Fuuck, Darlin'. That was the most erotic thing I've ever seen.”
His fingers picked up pace again as he continued, “Ya truly look like a goddess when you're cummin' for me, Isabella. Ya taste like the nectar of the Gods. Cum for me again, flood my mouth with your sweetness, Darlin'.”
I gasped, “So close... Shit, don't stop! Jaasperrr!”
Just as I came this time, he thrust his fingers deep, then I felt pressure and a slight sting. Jasper curled his fingers, angled his hand to hit the same spot as he thrust repeatedly, then sucked hard on my clit. It hit me like a freight train… another blindingly intense orgasm. He switched his mouth and fingers, thrusting his tongue inside my pussy. His fingers flew so fast over my clit that they felt like they were vibrating.
“Yes! Oh, God. Fuck!” I flooded his mouth with my essence, feeling him growl with delight at my taste in response.
When I finally came down from my high, Jasper was kissing his way up my body, playfully nipping at random ribs on his way. As he settled himself between my spread thighs, he looked deep in my eyes. His eyes were completely black with desire, his voice cracking with need, “Tell me ya need me as much as I need ya right now. Tell me ya need me deep inside ya. Please, Darlin'. Tell me I can take ya... make ya mine.”
I fisted his hair in my fingers as I brought his ear to my mouth, “I need you, Jasper. I need you so much it hurts. I want you buried so deep inside my that it steals my breath from me. Take me and make me yours. I am yours, as you are mine. We'll never be parted now. Make love to me, Jazz.”
Then I kissed him for all I was worth. I poured all the love, lust, and desire I could into that kiss.
He gasped as he broke the kiss, looking down at me as he centered his hard length at my soaked core. I nodded, then he slowly entered me inch by exquisite inch. When he was fully seated inside me with our hips nestled together, he let out a ragged breath. He felt so good inside me, that I wiggled my hips a bit as I wrapped my legs around his waist. We both groaned, then he growled, “You're so tight, Darlin'. Ya don't know how good ya feel wrapped around my cock.”
He slowly pulled back part way, then gently thrust, fully seating himself again. “God, don't stop Jazz. You feel so good. Harder, please.”
He started a decent pace, thrusting fully before coming almost all the way out. I was getting closer to another orgasm, and Jasper said with a strangled voice, “Fuck, I can feel your walls quiverin' around my cock, Isabella. Let go and cum for me, My Goddess.”
He thrust harder as he angled his hips, causing me to fall apart around him almost instantly, “Jasper! So good. Fuck!”
As I came back to myself, Jasper turned me so that I was on all fours. He groaned as he kissed the mark on my back, “Isabella, you're absolutely the sexiest creature on earth...”
Then he thrust inside me to the hilt. When he grasped my hips, the feeling zinged more arousal through my system like a pinball game. I moaned loudly in response. “Ugh, Christ. I love your hands on me, Jazz.”
His thrusts became harder and longer. I knew he was going to break me apart in all the best ways. I whimpered then panted, “Yes, My Cowboy... Fuck, you feel so good... I'm gonna cum, Jazz... YESS!”
As my orgasm started, Jasper growled loudly, saying, “That's it, Darlin'. Cum on my cock as I cum deep inside your tight pussy.”
Two more deep thrusts, then I felt his cool seed inside me as he stilled his movements. After a long moment, he kissed the mark on my back again, then positioned us on our sides without ever removing himself from inside me. We layed there for several moments, just enjoying the feel of each other.