The Inauspicious Beginnings Of A Prince
by Laura Spudzmom
Chapter 06
The next day saw Jasper up early, showered, dressed and ready. Ready for what was the question. He hated being injured. It rarely happened because he made sure to always be one step ahead of any opponent and yeah, he was that good.
He wasn't into false modesty.
However, on the rare occasion that he did sustain injury, it was an absolute bitch.
It pissed him off to no end to have to baby any part of himself, not to mention drove him to distraction just sitting around waiting for it to heal.
Thank the gods that he healed lightning fast compared to humans, but still, just the fact that he could be injured whereas a full vampire couldn't had him once again clenching his jaw in frustration.
Sighing, he got up and left his rooms. Would his Father be pissed at him? Probably. But they were so alike in personality that he would also understand his need to seek out a distraction from his boredom.
Jasper smirked. He'd make his way to the common room. Someone would always find him there, he was sure.
They always did.
Settling himself on the sofa, he grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V. just for background noise. He really hated the T.V. It was all mindless shit as far as he was concerned.
Closing his eyes and resting his head against the back of the sofa, he settled in to wait. He wouldn't have long.
Tanya was on a mission of sorts.
Ever since hearing what she, and all the others in the reception area, heard yesterday, she couldn't get the beyond-handsome Prince out of her head and it was making her crazy.
She wanted him.
Without doubt.
He was simply too delicious to pass up, Carlisle and Esme's son or no.
She would just try to be discreet about it.
She was sure that he would be receptive, unlike his pseudo sibling Edward.
He was quite obviously experienced and just the thought of him having his way with her made her shiver in anticipation.
Seeing one of the lower guards just ahead she called to him.
"Excuse me? Could you please tell me where I may find the Prince? I need to speak with him."
The guard had the nerve to smirk, but she chose to ignore it as he answered.
"You will most likely find him in the Elite Guards common room this time of day. If not there, you might try the stables. He likes an early morning ride most days."
So saying, the guard walked off chuckling to himself, and she almost felt insulted. Not enough to deter her, but still….. Oh who was she kidding? She was no blushing virgin.
Shrugging, she turned and began her trek to the common room.
He heard the distinct click, click of stiletto heels and grinned to himself as his eyes opened slowly and focused on the statuesque strawberry blonde entering the common room.
He held out one hand to her in invitation and she smiled at him coyly, swaying her lovely hips as she approached and took it, straddling his lap.
Reaching up, he buried his hand in her hair at the back of her head and pulled her down to his mouth for a burning kiss; nipping, sucking, tongues tangling.
Sliding one hand up her silky thigh and under her skirt, he encountered her bare center and chuckled darkly against her lips.
"Someone came prepared."
He felt her nod. "Always." She whispered.
She moaned lowly as he plunged two fingers into her slick heat, massaging and pressing on her g-spot as his thumb circled her clit.
"You're gonna come before I fuck you, you hear me?"
He kissed her roughly while relentlessly fucking her with his fingers, hitting her g-spot on every stroke in.
It didn't take long and she was panting and moaning loudly, her orgasm building rapidly.
He gave her a little shot of lust and growled out "Come now!" while pressing that spot inside her and she screamed out his name, throwing her head back while her inner muscles pulsed tightly around his fingers.
Pulling her mouth back to him he kissed her as she worked on freeing his cock from his pants.
Once she had him free, she looked at her prize and moaned at the size and sheer beauty of him. She couldn't wait to have him inside her.
Grasping his shoulders, she positioned herself over him and sank down, taking him in as deeply as she could with a gasp at the feeling of being filled by him. He was big and she honestly couldn't remember ever feeling like this before.
Grasping her hips and bracing his feet on the floor solidly, he stared into her eyes.
"Get ready for a ride my dear."
He began to thrust up into her as she rolled her hips, meeting each thrust with her own effort; perfectly synced together.
It was mind blowing to Tanya and she panted and whined through his mastery of the art.
For he was a master of this art of fucking, she was now sure.
Elsewhere in the castle, Carlisle was on a mission of his own.
This distance between he and his son had to stop.
His son was old enough to be reasoned with, surely. They simply needed to talk things out.
His problem now was finding him.
He had already gone to his son's rooms and he was no where to be found.
He made up his mind that he would ask the next guard that he happened across and he was in luck on the next turn he made in the halls.
"Excuse me? Could you perhaps tell me where I might find the Prince? I need to speak with him."
Carlisle was a bit taken aback by the look of amusement that flashed across the guards face momentarily, and wondered at it's cause.
Shrugging his curiosity off, he waited on the guards answer.
"He can usually be found this time of day in the Elite Guards common room or out at the stables sir."
After getting specific directions, Carlisle thanked the guard and turned to make his way to check the common room first as it was closest.
Squaring his shoulders and straightening his spine in determination before making the last turn, he swore to himself that he would have this distance resolved this day.
It was past time that he and his son finally 'had it out' about their past and what he considered to be unwarranted hostility on his son's part.
As he drew closer to his destination, however, he could hear disturbing noises coming from within and clenched his jaw at the thought of how promiscuous his son seemed to be.
First, what they had heard going on between his son and the receptionist and now this.
He was only seventeen for God's sake!
Carlisle was determined to bring his son back into line.
Someone obviously had to for it was clear to him that Caius had let him run rampant.
It was shameful and had to stop.
What he saw when he marched into the common room shocked him to his core.
Tanya, the leader of the Denali coven and his old friend of countless years was straddled over his young son's lap, shirt and bra open, moaning with her eyes shut as she slowly rose and fell in an obvious rhythm as his son groaned and thrust up into her while sucking on her left nipple.
His reaction was outraged and immediate. "Tanya! How could you?!"
Her eyes shot open and she gasped, immediately trying to cover her chest.
Jasper groaned in frustration, as he had been very close to orgasm and wouldn't mind finishing, thanks very much.
Rolling his eyes, he took hold of Tanya's hips and gave her a hard thrust, just to piss off the vampire standing in the doorway.
"Come back later, I'm almost done here."
He said lazily, punctuating his meaning with another thrust.
He had to smirk when his partner moaned at that last thrust, despite her apparent mortification.
Yes, that's how good he is.
He kept going and watched in satisfaction as her eyes slid halfway closed while her mouth dropped open, once again emitting pants and moans; totally lost to the sensation of his fucking.
"TANYA! GET OFF OF MY MINOR SON NOW!"
Jasper clenched his jaw as her eyes snapped open once again and she scrambled off of his lap, hastily fixing her clothes and rushing from the room.
Grinding his teeth in his rising anger, he tucked himself back into his pants and buttoned up shooting a look of pure contempt at the blond vampire still stood in the doorway.
"Alright Daddy" he sneered "You have my undivided attention. Now, what the fuck do you want?"
The next day saw Jasper up early, showered, dressed and ready. Ready for what was the question. He hated being injured. It rarely happened because he made sure to always be one step ahead of any opponent and yeah, he was that good.
He wasn't into false modesty.
However, on the rare occasion that he did sustain injury, it was an absolute bitch.
It pissed him off to no end to have to baby any part of himself, not to mention drove him to distraction just sitting around waiting for it to heal.
Thank the gods that he healed lightning fast compared to humans, but still, just the fact that he could be injured whereas a full vampire couldn't had him once again clenching his jaw in frustration.
Sighing, he got up and left his rooms. Would his Father be pissed at him? Probably. But they were so alike in personality that he would also understand his need to seek out a distraction from his boredom.
Jasper smirked. He'd make his way to the common room. Someone would always find him there, he was sure.
They always did.
Settling himself on the sofa, he grabbed the remote and turned on the T.V. just for background noise. He really hated the T.V. It was all mindless shit as far as he was concerned.
Closing his eyes and resting his head against the back of the sofa, he settled in to wait. He wouldn't have long.
Tanya was on a mission of sorts.
Ever since hearing what she, and all the others in the reception area, heard yesterday, she couldn't get the beyond-handsome Prince out of her head and it was making her crazy.
She wanted him.
Without doubt.
He was simply too delicious to pass up, Carlisle and Esme's son or no.
She would just try to be discreet about it.
She was sure that he would be receptive, unlike his pseudo sibling Edward.
He was quite obviously experienced and just the thought of him having his way with her made her shiver in anticipation.
Seeing one of the lower guards just ahead she called to him.
"Excuse me? Could you please tell me where I may find the Prince? I need to speak with him."
The guard had the nerve to smirk, but she chose to ignore it as he answered.
"You will most likely find him in the Elite Guards common room this time of day. If not there, you might try the stables. He likes an early morning ride most days."
So saying, the guard walked off chuckling to himself, and she almost felt insulted. Not enough to deter her, but still….. Oh who was she kidding? She was no blushing virgin.
Shrugging, she turned and began her trek to the common room.
He heard the distinct click, click of stiletto heels and grinned to himself as his eyes opened slowly and focused on the statuesque strawberry blonde entering the common room.
He held out one hand to her in invitation and she smiled at him coyly, swaying her lovely hips as she approached and took it, straddling his lap.
Reaching up, he buried his hand in her hair at the back of her head and pulled her down to his mouth for a burning kiss; nipping, sucking, tongues tangling.
Sliding one hand up her silky thigh and under her skirt, he encountered her bare center and chuckled darkly against her lips.
"Someone came prepared."
He felt her nod. "Always." She whispered.
She moaned lowly as he plunged two fingers into her slick heat, massaging and pressing on her g-spot as his thumb circled her clit.
"You're gonna come before I fuck you, you hear me?"
He kissed her roughly while relentlessly fucking her with his fingers, hitting her g-spot on every stroke in.
It didn't take long and she was panting and moaning loudly, her orgasm building rapidly.
He gave her a little shot of lust and growled out "Come now!" while pressing that spot inside her and she screamed out his name, throwing her head back while her inner muscles pulsed tightly around his fingers.
Pulling her mouth back to him he kissed her as she worked on freeing his cock from his pants.
Once she had him free, she looked at her prize and moaned at the size and sheer beauty of him. She couldn't wait to have him inside her.
Grasping his shoulders, she positioned herself over him and sank down, taking him in as deeply as she could with a gasp at the feeling of being filled by him. He was big and she honestly couldn't remember ever feeling like this before.
Grasping her hips and bracing his feet on the floor solidly, he stared into her eyes.
"Get ready for a ride my dear."
He began to thrust up into her as she rolled her hips, meeting each thrust with her own effort; perfectly synced together.
It was mind blowing to Tanya and she panted and whined through his mastery of the art.
For he was a master of this art of fucking, she was now sure.
Elsewhere in the castle, Carlisle was on a mission of his own.
This distance between he and his son had to stop.
His son was old enough to be reasoned with, surely. They simply needed to talk things out.
His problem now was finding him.
He had already gone to his son's rooms and he was no where to be found.
He made up his mind that he would ask the next guard that he happened across and he was in luck on the next turn he made in the halls.
"Excuse me? Could you perhaps tell me where I might find the Prince? I need to speak with him."
Carlisle was a bit taken aback by the look of amusement that flashed across the guards face momentarily, and wondered at it's cause.
Shrugging his curiosity off, he waited on the guards answer.
"He can usually be found this time of day in the Elite Guards common room or out at the stables sir."
After getting specific directions, Carlisle thanked the guard and turned to make his way to check the common room first as it was closest.
Squaring his shoulders and straightening his spine in determination before making the last turn, he swore to himself that he would have this distance resolved this day.
It was past time that he and his son finally 'had it out' about their past and what he considered to be unwarranted hostility on his son's part.
As he drew closer to his destination, however, he could hear disturbing noises coming from within and clenched his jaw at the thought of how promiscuous his son seemed to be.
First, what they had heard going on between his son and the receptionist and now this.
He was only seventeen for God's sake!
Carlisle was determined to bring his son back into line.
Someone obviously had to for it was clear to him that Caius had let him run rampant.
It was shameful and had to stop.
What he saw when he marched into the common room shocked him to his core.
Tanya, the leader of the Denali coven and his old friend of countless years was straddled over his young son's lap, shirt and bra open, moaning with her eyes shut as she slowly rose and fell in an obvious rhythm as his son groaned and thrust up into her while sucking on her left nipple.
His reaction was outraged and immediate. "Tanya! How could you?!"
Her eyes shot open and she gasped, immediately trying to cover her chest.
Jasper groaned in frustration, as he had been very close to orgasm and wouldn't mind finishing, thanks very much.
Rolling his eyes, he took hold of Tanya's hips and gave her a hard thrust, just to piss off the vampire standing in the doorway.
"Come back later, I'm almost done here."
He said lazily, punctuating his meaning with another thrust.
He had to smirk when his partner moaned at that last thrust, despite her apparent mortification.
Yes, that's how good he is.
He kept going and watched in satisfaction as her eyes slid halfway closed while her mouth dropped open, once again emitting pants and moans; totally lost to the sensation of his fucking.
"TANYA! GET OFF OF MY MINOR SON NOW!"
Jasper clenched his jaw as her eyes snapped open once again and she scrambled off of his lap, hastily fixing her clothes and rushing from the room.
Grinding his teeth in his rising anger, he tucked himself back into his pants and buttoned up shooting a look of pure contempt at the blond vampire still stood in the doorway.
"Alright Daddy" he sneered "You have my undivided attention. Now, what the fuck do you want?"
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