The Inauspicious Beginnings Of A Prince
by Laura Spudzmom
Chapter 04
Caius Volturi watched on with pride as his nine year old son expertly fenced with his instructor, moving with the innate grace and speed possessed only by those of the vampire race.
The boy had thrived here under his guiding hand and the love that he and his wife, Athenadora showered him with constantly.
Their instant connection upon first meeting was evidence of a deep and natural bond. It had even been confirmed through his brother and fellow King, Marcus, whose gift was seeing the relationship bonds between vampires.
The clattering of a rapier on stone brought Caius out of his reverie and he smirked at the red faced human instructor.
Stepping forward to draw his son's attention, he called out.
"Jasper, come to me my son."
He held his arms wide and Jasper moved to embrace his father.
"Papa, did you see? I disarmed him!"
Looking up at his father with his big grass green eyes, he whispered. "May I drink him now Papa?"
Caressing his son's face, Caius chuckled. "We did have a deal didn't we my beautiful child?"
Smiling, Jasper nodded.
"You said when I could finally disarm him, then his usefulness would be at an end and I could drain him."
"A deal is a deal my lovely son but you must still practice daily with either myself or Demetri."
Jasper nodded earnestly, as only a child can which brought a genuine smile to Caius' face.
Motioning toward the exhausted instructor, he released his son.
"Get to it then."
Caius watched as his small son's fangs descended just before he turned and attacked.
He was lightning quick and the man didn't even see him coming, much less have time to scream.
Caius stepped out into the hall, summoning a guard.
"There is a body in here to be disposed of. See to it." The guard bowed. "Right away Master."
~o0o~
The group of guards quailed under the newly discovered powers of the ten year old Prince, manufactured fear filling them so thoroughly that they found it difficult to function, much less fight.
Just as they were feeling the fear ease, lethargy struck relentlessly and the group collapsed to their knees, wanting nothing more than to lie down and sleep, if that were possible.
Delighted clapping filled the concentrated silence, breaking Jasper's hold over the guards, as Aro moved forward toward his brother and nephew.
"Remarkable Jasper! Simply remarkable! What a wonder you are turning out to be!
Jasper smiled at his uncle as his father placed an arm around his shoulders in a bracing hug.
~o0o~
The three Kings and their wives relaxed under the pergola, enjoying the Spring weather as they watched the now eleven year old Prince put his horse through dressage exercises.
Aro turned to his brother.
"He's growing into quite the little Prince under your guidance Caius. The differences are remarkable".
Leaning into her husband, Cia remarked. "Oh I agree whole heartedly! He's quite the little gentleman."
"But Cia, my son is not so little any longer. It seems every other day I have to have the tailors in because he's growing out of everything!" Athenadora remarked with pride and a wide smile.
~o0o~
"Father, why must I learn this shit?!"
Caius looked on with a smirk as the ink well flew across the room in his thirteen year old's fit of ill temper.
"So that you may express your displeasure without the liberal use of the base words that you are so fond of my son.
In short, so that you may curse and insult more eloquently, as is fitting a Prince."
He was rewarded by a wicked smirk and a nod as his son took out a new ink well, renewing his efforts.
~o0o~
The two shirtless opponents circled each other, sunlight glinting off of one while the other merely glowed ethereally.
Sleek muscle rippled as the now fifteen year old moved with lethal cat-like grace, observing, patiently waiting for any weakness; ready to strike.
Seeing such an opening, he struck quick as a snake and just as deadly as he pinned his opponent, teeth at his neck for the kill.
Pride filled Caius as Demetri ceded the victory to his son yet again, now one of the most deadly fighters they had ever seen.
~o0o~
"My son, Aro has requested I speak with you about your many exploits with the fairer sex here in the castle."
Caius grinned wickedly at his handsome son.
Jasper scoffed. "I'm a healthy seventeen year old. What does he expect? Besides, they hound me constantly. I have to shut them up somehow."
His grin was just as wicked as his fathers.
Caius smirked with an evil glint in his eye. "Discretion my son, discretion." He drawled out arrogantly.
Their repartee was interrupted by a knock.
Caius eyed the door in irritation. "Enter!"
The guard bowed low to each of them.
"My King, My Prince, pardon the intrusion, but there is a letter for the Prince."
Caius motioned the guard forward. "Let's have it then."
Jasper took the letter with a sneer at the return address.
Tearing it open, he commented as he read.
"It's from the Cullen's of course. They would like to visit me prior to their move to a place called Forks in the state of Washington. What a ridiculous name for a town."
He mumbled absently, with Caius nodding in agreement.
He continued reading, top lip curling as he did so.
"It seems that all of my siblings…." He sneered out "…are to be attending the local high school there and they are, quote, hoping and praying that I will finally agree to join them there for my final year in school."
"Really, why would I go and waste my time when my education has surpassed, by far, anything that is on offer in an American public high school not to mention most colleges? They may enjoy the monotonous repetition of the high school experience but I harbor no such desires. Besides….." he said, wicked smirk back in place once again "….I have far more amusing pursuits to see to here."
He looked up from the letter at his father.
"And their request to visit, my son? Will you acquiesce this time?"
He surprised Caius by looking thoughtful before answering, as his usual denial of such had always been instant and vehement.
"I don't believe I will Father."
Shrugging one shoulder carelessly he continued.
"I find I still have no desire to see them."
"Very well son. Write your reply and I'll see that it's posted with my outgoing missives later today."
~o0o~
Lemon Alert
~o0o~
He held her hips steady as she bucked and moaned while he fucked her hard and deep, grunting out with his efforts.
"Oh gods Jasperrrr, yes! Yes! Gods, you feel so good! Ahhhhh!"
Furrowing his brow in irritation, he slapped her on her ass, not missing a beat in his punishing pace.
"Shut up damn it." He growled out. "I told you we have to be quiet here."
He punctuated each word with a particularly hard thrust and she whimpered, nodding.
He reached down, wrapping her voluminous hair around his hand to tug her upright, kissing her viciously, biting and licking as he played with her clit, expertly bringing her to climax as he swallowed her screams.
Feeling her grip his cock, he finally allowed himself to come, filling her with a deep groan against her lips.
Giving her lips one last peck, he pulled out of her and began getting dressed as she pouted at him.
"Are you leaving me so soon Jasper?" She whined.
Pinning her with a serious gaze, he nodded.
"Yes Giana. You have a job to do at the reception desk, remember? The desk just outside that fucking door, that, by the way, doesn't block the sounds of your screams as I've reminded you repeatedly."
He shot her a dark look as he buttoned his dark gray silk shirt, tucking it into his black custom tailored slacks that framed his ass perfectly. Giana just couldn't help it. He was mouth watering….everywhere.
She rose from her bed, molding herself to his front as she ran her hands over his firm chest and abs.
"I am sorry, but I just can't help myself, especially when your beautiful cock is pounding into me so deliciously."
She peered up at him through her lashes with a coy smile.
"What's a girl to do?"
Smirking down at her he replied.
"She's to stay fucking quiet if she wants said beautiful cock to ever fuck her again.
Uncle is going to have my balls if one more visitor is shocked into a fit of vapors by the noises coming from this room." He finished with a dark scowl.
Slipping into his black jacket and adjusting his volturi crest, he made to leave, but she stopped him, grabbing a brush and fixing his wildly curling hair.
She pecked him on the lips quickly.
"There. You are once again, perfect."
He smirked. "You're very good for my ego, Giana."
She laughed and rolled her eyes.
"As if your ego needs bolstering My Prince."
He nodded. "True."
Stepping out of her door and into the reception area, he looked up into the shocked faces of none other than every member of the Cullen coven, also accompanied by another group of gold eyed vampires he wasn't acquainted with, one of which sashayed forward with a sultry look in her gold eyes.
"Well, hello there. My name is Tanya. And you are…..?"
Jasper nearly rolled his eyes when Carlisle stepped forward, a disapproving look firmly affixed to his face.
"He's my seventeen year old son Tanya."
Caius Volturi watched on with pride as his nine year old son expertly fenced with his instructor, moving with the innate grace and speed possessed only by those of the vampire race.
The boy had thrived here under his guiding hand and the love that he and his wife, Athenadora showered him with constantly.
Their instant connection upon first meeting was evidence of a deep and natural bond. It had even been confirmed through his brother and fellow King, Marcus, whose gift was seeing the relationship bonds between vampires.
The clattering of a rapier on stone brought Caius out of his reverie and he smirked at the red faced human instructor.
Stepping forward to draw his son's attention, he called out.
"Jasper, come to me my son."
He held his arms wide and Jasper moved to embrace his father.
"Papa, did you see? I disarmed him!"
Looking up at his father with his big grass green eyes, he whispered. "May I drink him now Papa?"
Caressing his son's face, Caius chuckled. "We did have a deal didn't we my beautiful child?"
Smiling, Jasper nodded.
"You said when I could finally disarm him, then his usefulness would be at an end and I could drain him."
"A deal is a deal my lovely son but you must still practice daily with either myself or Demetri."
Jasper nodded earnestly, as only a child can which brought a genuine smile to Caius' face.
Motioning toward the exhausted instructor, he released his son.
"Get to it then."
Caius watched as his small son's fangs descended just before he turned and attacked.
He was lightning quick and the man didn't even see him coming, much less have time to scream.
Caius stepped out into the hall, summoning a guard.
"There is a body in here to be disposed of. See to it." The guard bowed. "Right away Master."
~o0o~
The group of guards quailed under the newly discovered powers of the ten year old Prince, manufactured fear filling them so thoroughly that they found it difficult to function, much less fight.
Just as they were feeling the fear ease, lethargy struck relentlessly and the group collapsed to their knees, wanting nothing more than to lie down and sleep, if that were possible.
Delighted clapping filled the concentrated silence, breaking Jasper's hold over the guards, as Aro moved forward toward his brother and nephew.
"Remarkable Jasper! Simply remarkable! What a wonder you are turning out to be!
Jasper smiled at his uncle as his father placed an arm around his shoulders in a bracing hug.
~o0o~
The three Kings and their wives relaxed under the pergola, enjoying the Spring weather as they watched the now eleven year old Prince put his horse through dressage exercises.
Aro turned to his brother.
"He's growing into quite the little Prince under your guidance Caius. The differences are remarkable".
Leaning into her husband, Cia remarked. "Oh I agree whole heartedly! He's quite the little gentleman."
"But Cia, my son is not so little any longer. It seems every other day I have to have the tailors in because he's growing out of everything!" Athenadora remarked with pride and a wide smile.
~o0o~
"Father, why must I learn this shit?!"
Caius looked on with a smirk as the ink well flew across the room in his thirteen year old's fit of ill temper.
"So that you may express your displeasure without the liberal use of the base words that you are so fond of my son.
In short, so that you may curse and insult more eloquently, as is fitting a Prince."
He was rewarded by a wicked smirk and a nod as his son took out a new ink well, renewing his efforts.
~o0o~
The two shirtless opponents circled each other, sunlight glinting off of one while the other merely glowed ethereally.
Sleek muscle rippled as the now fifteen year old moved with lethal cat-like grace, observing, patiently waiting for any weakness; ready to strike.
Seeing such an opening, he struck quick as a snake and just as deadly as he pinned his opponent, teeth at his neck for the kill.
Pride filled Caius as Demetri ceded the victory to his son yet again, now one of the most deadly fighters they had ever seen.
~o0o~
"My son, Aro has requested I speak with you about your many exploits with the fairer sex here in the castle."
Caius grinned wickedly at his handsome son.
Jasper scoffed. "I'm a healthy seventeen year old. What does he expect? Besides, they hound me constantly. I have to shut them up somehow."
His grin was just as wicked as his fathers.
Caius smirked with an evil glint in his eye. "Discretion my son, discretion." He drawled out arrogantly.
Their repartee was interrupted by a knock.
Caius eyed the door in irritation. "Enter!"
The guard bowed low to each of them.
"My King, My Prince, pardon the intrusion, but there is a letter for the Prince."
Caius motioned the guard forward. "Let's have it then."
Jasper took the letter with a sneer at the return address.
Tearing it open, he commented as he read.
"It's from the Cullen's of course. They would like to visit me prior to their move to a place called Forks in the state of Washington. What a ridiculous name for a town."
He mumbled absently, with Caius nodding in agreement.
He continued reading, top lip curling as he did so.
"It seems that all of my siblings…." He sneered out "…are to be attending the local high school there and they are, quote, hoping and praying that I will finally agree to join them there for my final year in school."
"Really, why would I go and waste my time when my education has surpassed, by far, anything that is on offer in an American public high school not to mention most colleges? They may enjoy the monotonous repetition of the high school experience but I harbor no such desires. Besides….." he said, wicked smirk back in place once again "….I have far more amusing pursuits to see to here."
He looked up from the letter at his father.
"And their request to visit, my son? Will you acquiesce this time?"
He surprised Caius by looking thoughtful before answering, as his usual denial of such had always been instant and vehement.
"I don't believe I will Father."
Shrugging one shoulder carelessly he continued.
"I find I still have no desire to see them."
"Very well son. Write your reply and I'll see that it's posted with my outgoing missives later today."
~o0o~
Lemon Alert
~o0o~
He held her hips steady as she bucked and moaned while he fucked her hard and deep, grunting out with his efforts.
"Oh gods Jasperrrr, yes! Yes! Gods, you feel so good! Ahhhhh!"
Furrowing his brow in irritation, he slapped her on her ass, not missing a beat in his punishing pace.
"Shut up damn it." He growled out. "I told you we have to be quiet here."
He punctuated each word with a particularly hard thrust and she whimpered, nodding.
He reached down, wrapping her voluminous hair around his hand to tug her upright, kissing her viciously, biting and licking as he played with her clit, expertly bringing her to climax as he swallowed her screams.
Feeling her grip his cock, he finally allowed himself to come, filling her with a deep groan against her lips.
Giving her lips one last peck, he pulled out of her and began getting dressed as she pouted at him.
"Are you leaving me so soon Jasper?" She whined.
Pinning her with a serious gaze, he nodded.
"Yes Giana. You have a job to do at the reception desk, remember? The desk just outside that fucking door, that, by the way, doesn't block the sounds of your screams as I've reminded you repeatedly."
He shot her a dark look as he buttoned his dark gray silk shirt, tucking it into his black custom tailored slacks that framed his ass perfectly. Giana just couldn't help it. He was mouth watering….everywhere.
She rose from her bed, molding herself to his front as she ran her hands over his firm chest and abs.
"I am sorry, but I just can't help myself, especially when your beautiful cock is pounding into me so deliciously."
She peered up at him through her lashes with a coy smile.
"What's a girl to do?"
Smirking down at her he replied.
"She's to stay fucking quiet if she wants said beautiful cock to ever fuck her again.
Uncle is going to have my balls if one more visitor is shocked into a fit of vapors by the noises coming from this room." He finished with a dark scowl.
Slipping into his black jacket and adjusting his volturi crest, he made to leave, but she stopped him, grabbing a brush and fixing his wildly curling hair.
She pecked him on the lips quickly.
"There. You are once again, perfect."
He smirked. "You're very good for my ego, Giana."
She laughed and rolled her eyes.
"As if your ego needs bolstering My Prince."
He nodded. "True."
Stepping out of her door and into the reception area, he looked up into the shocked faces of none other than every member of the Cullen coven, also accompanied by another group of gold eyed vampires he wasn't acquainted with, one of which sashayed forward with a sultry look in her gold eyes.
"Well, hello there. My name is Tanya. And you are…..?"
Jasper nearly rolled his eyes when Carlisle stepped forward, a disapproving look firmly affixed to his face.
"He's my seventeen year old son Tanya."
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