Elemental Goddess by wizardtho
Chapter 21: Misunderstandings and Makeup Sex
BPOV:
We got to the Cullen house about 15 minutes later, going slower than normal so that Peter could keep up. I had finished all but the last bag of chocolates, but needed some more milk. As Peter and Jasper got my truck squared away, I got an almond milk from the cooler. We were pulling back down the long drive a few minutes later, with me sitting between my vampire men.
We were on the highway in no time, when I pulled my Ipod out of the glove box where Peter had stashed it. I plugged it in before handing it to Peter, so he started looking through my playlists. He found my Evanescence playlist, then asked me in surprise. “You like Evanescence, Kitten?”
I smiled, “Yeah. I love some of their songs. I also have some Skillet, Collective Soul, Kenny Chesney, Staind, Michelle Branch, Paramore, Brad Paisley, and Plumb on there. You want me to keep going? I mean, I don't have one-sided taste. There's a bunch of country and other stuff on there too. I'm an all-around kind of girl, Peter.”
I smirked at his slack jaw, lifted his chin to close his mouth, then kissed him lightly. “Start one, Baby. I'm in a singing mood. Doesn't matter, you play it and I'll sing it.”
He picked one from Evanescence first. He smirked at me with a raised eyebrow.
Alright buddy, game the fuck on. Ooh, he's in for it, I love this song.
I raised my own eyebrow at him as I began singing, then lost myself in the music like I usually do.
When the song ended, I felt better than before I sang. It was a powerful song to sing. I looked to my left, then my right, going back and forth between two vampires who were seriously going to start catching some flies. I giggled as I said in a sing-song voice, “Told ya. Now what's next? I feel so good after singing that. Hurry up, you're going to catch flies like that.”
I laughed again, which caused Peter to shake his head before finding another song. “Okay, I have to say... that was seriously incredible. Not only was your voice better than anythin' I've heard in all my years, but we could both feel your energy levels rising the more ya sang. I'm goin' for another of theirs. Lets see if that voice holds out for ya.”
I raised an eyebrow pointedly at him, but didn't respond. You don't test me on my Evanescence, Smartass.
'Going Under' came on, and I immediately rocked out with it, ignoring the Smartass. When the song ended, I took a deep breath.
Wow, I feel amazing. More. I want to sing more. Feed me, Seymour. “Shit, Kitten. This is insane. Are you ready for another? We'll go for Paramore, now.”
He put on Decode, and I was in heaven. My voice sounded more amazing with each song. Peter was right... this shit was insane... but I was eating it up, loving every morsel.
We sang a few more power songs, then I said, “Hey can we try a different song? My voice is killer right now, and I want to see if I can get through a few more.”
He nodded, and we went through 4 more songs... 'Lick' by Joi, 'Already Gone' by Kelly Clarkson, '#1 Crush' by Garbage, then last we did 'Forgive Me Love' by Alanis Morissette.
I was hopped up like a kid on a full day’s worth of sugar in ten minutes, but outwardly I just looked happy… excited. I needed an energy release or I was going to explode, literally. I knew one way to release pent up energy without leaving the truck. I couldn't do that to Jasper, though. Not while he was driving. He needed to concentrate on the road.
Shit.
My pout was meant to be internal, but it ended up on my face, despite my protest. “Kitten, what's wrong... why are you poutin' like that?”
I huffed out a breath, “Well I sang so much and have sososo much energy that I feel like I'm going to explode if I don't physically release some of it... but we're stuck in the truck and I don't want Jasper to stop and I need to do something or I'mgonnagocrazy!”
I pouted again as Peter laughed, then suddenly he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth before gently tugging on it. I moaned loudly into his mouth as his hand slid up my side. I whimpered, “We can't... Jasper has to drive. Mmm... distraction.”
I backed away, only to see he looked hurt and confused. I didn't know what I did, so now I was confused too. “What's wrong, Peter?” I asked, but he hurriedly said, “Nothin', Bella. I'm fine.”
Ouch.
Tears sprung to my eyes at the use of my name... he never called me that. Little One, Sugar, Babydoll, or Kitten. Never Bella.
Double ouch.
Jasper pulled the truck onto the side of the road, got out, went around to Peter, pulled him out by his neck, then growled harshly at him.
What. The. Fuck. Why is he growling... “Fix. It. Now.”
Holy shit. Major’s here. “What did I do, Major?!”
Major growled again, “YOU fuckin' called her BELLA! Ya never do that. I know ya were hurt, but ya didn't realise what she was SAYIN'! FIX IT NOW!”
I butted in. Probably not a good thing to do, but I needed to stop them from yelling at each other on the side of the road. I stood at the open passenger door to whisper, “Major, Peter didn't do anything wrong. It was my fault. I told him no. I didn't want to distract your driving. Please don't be mad at him.”
Truthfully I was kind of scared at this side of the Major. I thought he could truly hurt Peter, and that's what scared me. Major whipped his head around to me, then slowly walked up to me. When he stopped about a foot away, I saw the black leech out of his eyes to return to amber as he said, “I'm sorry, Darlin'. Please don't be scared. This was a big misunderstanding, and your feelings when he called you by your name threw me over the edge. Let's all take a breath, then we can talk about this. Can I get you something to drink?”
I nodded my head, “Juice, please.”
In a flash, juice was in my hand, then he was walking back over to Peter. They were talking lowly, then I saw Peter drop to his knees and whimper. I gasped, starting to rush to him, but Jasper held a hand up. “He asked me to let him feel what it did to you. I had stopped sharing your emotions right after you finished singing. I just let him feel what it did... this was his reaction. He'll be fine. Now can we talk this over?”
I nodded, so did Peter. He got up from his knees to come sit a few feet in front of me on the ground. He wouldn't look at me. “Peter?”
He still wouldn't look at me, but he whimpered again, “So sorry... hurt ya... don't deserve... too good...”
I was starting to get pissed now. “Peter Whitlock... you fucking look at me right now. I'm not going to hear that bullshit come out of your mouth ever again, do you hear me?”
I had my hands on my hips, practically growling at him I was so pissed. “Yes, what you did hurt, but I didn't know why you were hurt and confused. I was trying to find out when you said that. It hurt that you didn't want to talk to me, that you shut me out by distancing me... by calling me Bella. Your whole body language toward me changed when you said that. I didn't understand what I did. I just wanted to know, so I could fix it. I wanted to fuck you into oblivion in the truck, but I thought it would distract Jasper's driving. That's why I said Jasper needed to drive and distraction. My mouth was kind of busy being plundered by yours, so I couldn't get the whole statement out. Now, if I ever hear those words come out of your mouth again, or Jasper tells me you're feeling them about me, I will have him rip certain parts of your anatomy off to hide them for a fucking month. Am I understood?”
He had looked up at me during my rant, but hadn't said a word yet. By the time I was finished, his jaw was practically hitting the ground, plus he had curled his legs into himself to protect his manhood.
Good, I got my point across.
“Tigress. Ya definitely aren't a Kitten. You're fierce in your anger, Sugar. I'm truly sorry for hurtin' ya. I felt rejected when ya pulled away from me. I thought ya didn't want me. I was confused as to why ya didn't, so I pushed ya away instead of askin' ya to clarify. I'm so sorry. That was really why ya stopped? Ya just didn't wanna distract Jasper?”
I nodded as he stood up to come to me. “Oh, Kitten. It wouldn't have harmed his drivin' in the slightest. Vampire reflexes, Sugar. Remember? He could even handle road head like a pro with one hand fuckin' your tight little pussy.”
Ungh... doesn't he know what that mouth of his does to me? “Good, because yelling at you did absolutely jack shit for getting rid of the excess energy. Now get your asses in the truck so we can get back on the road.”
I turned and got back in the truck before they could say another word.
I drank my juice as we got back on the road. When it was done, Peter took the hand closer to him into his. He brought it to his mouth, kissing the tips of each of my fingers, my palm, and finally the inside of my wrist. Then he licked it. He placed it on the top of his thigh towards his knee, then took my further hand and repeated the process. This time, instead of laying with the other hand, he slowly brought it across his body. I moved with him, soon lifting my skirt out of the way so I could straddle him.
I grabbed the hair at the back of his head, then tightened my grip. “I meant what I said, Peter,” I said in a serious but gentle voice, “You are worth it. We need to work on communicating and not jumping to conclusions, but I wouldn't give you up. We will all make mistakes in this relationship. We have to be open with each other about everything... I mean everything... if we are going to make it work. It won't be all rainbows and fluffy bunnies. A normal relationship takes a lot of work when there are only two partners. We have four, so there's no way in hell we can be considered a normal couple. Promise me you'll talk to me, not shut me out. I can't be in a relationship where it's one sided. For my own sanity, I can't. So, promise me, Peter. Promise you'll try with me. Please.”
He kissed my forehead, eyes, both cheeks, then my nose before he whispered into my lips, “I'd do anythin' for ya... anythin', everythin'... I'll do it, Sugar.”
He kissed me softly. When he opened to me, I licked the gum line of his upper teeth. I paused at each canine, licking the length from top to bottom, then continued. Peter shuddered a breath before choking, “Christ... Kitten... can't do that unless... unless ya want me to fuuck... Jesus, fuck ya right here and now.”
His hands were wrapped tightly around my hips, but I was rocking into his jean clad erection while my tongue laved his teeth. I moaned at the friction between us, then breathed into him, “What are you waiting on?”
He immediately had my skirt around my waist, one hand quickly moving towards my core. He took the sides of my thong in his fingers, then I heard a rip before he was tossing it to the floorboard. I moaned at the rush of air, the quickness of his action. “Peter, touch me. Please, touch me. I need you.”
Peter pulled the top of my shirt and bra down around my waist, helping me get my arms out, then nibbled at my collarbone as his fingers tugged gently at my folds. My hips bucked into him as I gasped. He tugged a little harder, which caused me to moan. While licking up the valley between my breasts, he pinched my folds together over my clit softly as he rolled them between his fingers. I cried out, then whimpered, “Shit! Peter, harder. Oh,God.”
He doubled the pressure on his pinch; I bucked hard, “Oh, FUCK! Ungh... I'm... Mmmm... so close. Please, make me cum, Peter.”
He brought his other hand down lower to tease my already soaked entrance. “Holy shit, Jasper. You should feel how wet she is.”
Jasper leaned over to do the same thing, moaning as he sat back up. He looked me directly in the eyes as I whimpered, then he sucked my juices from his glistening fingers. Peter chose that moment to flick his finger across my clit before thrusting three of his long thick fingers inside me.
It pushed me over the edge, and I came almost violently. I grabbed my skirt up, leaned my back against the dash while my eyes locked with Peter's, then rode his fingers through my orgasm. He didn't let up, though. He started thrusting his fingers in deeply, tapping my clit repeatedly with his other hand. I gasped at the vibrations shooting through me, but Peter said huskily, “Come on, Kitten. Cum for me again. I know ya have more than one in ya. Cum all over my fingers, Sugar. I want to watch ya as ya fall apart around them.”
My hands went to my breasts, kneading them and tweaking my nipples as Peter put more force in his motions, causing me to groan, “So good. Fuck me deep, Peter. Oh, God. Yes!”
He thrust his fingers as deep as he could, wiggled them inside me, then vibrated the fingers against my clit at vampire speed. I screamed as I came, tugging harshly on my nipples while letting my head fall back towards the windshield. As I came down, Peter started thrusting his wiggling fingers again. It felt so good, but I wasn't done yet. I wanted his cock inside me. I pulled the annoyance of my skirt over my head since it had an elastic waist, dropping it on the seat beside us.
Thank God for extreme window tint.
I reach down to unsnap the button on Peter's jeans. I placed my feet on the seat before lifting my ass up, putting my core in a hell of a position for him to lick me. I heard Jasper groan as I said to Peter, “Help me, Baby. Take your jeans down... I want your cock inside me. Hurry.”
As he eased his pants over his hips, he took a swipe at my folds, nibbling on them as he reached my clit. “Ahh, shit. So fucking good, Peter. I need you inside me so bad, please.”
He grabbed my hips to help me lower back down, placing me directly over his thick cock.
I slid down slowly, building more anticipation for both of us, but when I got to the last couple of inches he couldn't wait any longer. He thrust up into me deeply. We both moaned as I rolled my hips several times, working him as deep as I could. He repositioned his legs, then I was able to take him even deeper.
I rolled my hips again, groaning, “Fuck, Baby, you're so deep.”
He brought my legs up, planting my feet on the seat. When I rolled my hips again, it felt like he was planted in my womb. “Jesus, Peter! Shit, you're so big... so deep. Ungh, fuuck.”
He started guiding my hips, thrusting with my down motion, planting himself just as deep with every thrust. I was beyond all reason as I moved a hand down to my center. I felt were we were joined, which was soaked with my juices. I opened my folds, running my fingers up and down from my entrance to my very exposed clit, moaning, “Jasper tell me how we look with his cock buried in my tight little pussy.”
Jasper growled low, then said in a choked voice, “It's one of the most erotic things I've seen, Darlin'. You're both drenched in your juices. I just wanna lick them from the both of ya while he fucks ya. Let me have your fingers, please. I need to taste ya.”
Peter and I were still moving; I was so close to another orgasm. I gathered as much wetness as I could, then offered Jasper my fingers. Peter pressed his thumb against my clit, vibrating it back and forth roughly as Jasper sucked my juices from my fingers. I cried out in response, “Holy, FUCK! Oh, shit... I'm cumming, Peter. Don't stop. Mmmm. Yes... Christ, yes!”
He kept going as I came... and came again. I was staring at Peter as I came, watching him thrust roughly into me three more times before he growled, “So fuckin' tight, Kitten. Ya grip my cock like a fuckin' vice. Ungh...” then I felt his cool seed inside me.
As I came down from my orgasms, I leaned forward, resting my chest against his. Jasper had held my hand through my orgasms, so I squeezed it gently before relaxing it again. I kissed Peter's neck as I whispered, “The deeper you're buried inside me, the deeper I need you.”
Peter kissed my cheek, replying, “I would crawl inside ya and stay forever if I could... I feel the same way, Little One.”
I breathed into his ear, “Can you switch with Jasper to drive for a while without stopping the truck?”
He smiled widely with a nod. In an instant, I was below him. He was switching spots with Jasper, his pants back on his hips, but still unbuttoned. Jasper brought me into his lap, holding me close. He kissed me slowly, teasingly. He could feel that I didn't release enough energy yet, and I was wanting him, too.
He looked deeply at me when the kiss was over, “Are you sure, Darlin'? I don't want ya to be sore, plus I know you're still havin' cramps.”
I shook my head, “Jazz, I don't even feel the cramps right now. All I feel is my body aching for yours. I need to feel you touching me,” I brought his hand to my breast, “tasting, licking, biting me. I need to feel you inside me, moving with me. I need to feel our sensual dance, Jazz. I need you.”
He tangled his fingers in my hair before pulling me to his mouth, his sweet breath washing over me as he said, “That's all you had to say, Darlin'.”
Then he kissed me so passionately I felt dizzy. I gasped for breath as he trailed his tongue down the vein in my neck. When he reached a sweet spot, I moaned, which caused him to whisper as he twirled his tongue on the spot, “Right here... right here is where one of us will bite ya when we turn ya. Right here is where our venom will make ya ours forever.”
He bit down gently; I moaned in response, “Yes. Oh, Jazz. I wish you could do it now, I want to feel your teeth sinking into me.”
I whimpered as his bite tightened slightly. I ground my core against him, to which we both moaned. The vibrations of his moan were shooting through his bite and twirling tongue, then settling into my every cell. My body was tingling, my arousal heightening, my need for him growing quickly.
He released his bite, then licked the spot where his teeth had been. It was sensitive, and his flattened tongue made me cry out in pleasure. “Fuck... so sensitive... again, please. Oh, please.”
He bit down on the same spot almost roughly, just shy of breaking the skin. He twirled his tongue, released the pressure bite, then flattened his tongue to lick the lines his teeth made. I cried out, panting as I felt my arousal trickling down my inner thighs. I heard Peter growl, “Fuck, Kitten. I bet he could make ya cum just by doin' that again.”
He reached over, gathered the wetness on my thighs, then licked it from his palm. “Shit, Jasper. She's so sweet right now. Ya have to taste our little mate. She's never tasted sweeter.”
Jasper leaned me back against the dash, planted my feet on the seat, then lifted my ass in his hands before I could blink. I gasped, realising my new position. Jasper moaned as he licked up my inner thighs, “Your nectar is so fuckin' sweet, Darlin'. This right here? (he twirled his tongue against a sensitive spot on my inner thigh) This is your femoral artery. One of us will bite... right... here when we change ya.”
Again, he repeated the bite process he had done on my neck. Instantly I was flying, gushing as I came.
Jasper hurried to catch as much as he could, lapping hungrily at my core. I was crying out, screaming for more. Jasper bit down on the same spot again as he thrust three fingers deep inside me and curled them. He growled as my walls constricted his fingers, instantly making me cum again. “AHH! Christ Jazz, I can't stop. It feels too good. Fuck! I need you so much... PLEASE!”
I was begging him; I couldn’t bear it any more. He released the bite, licking roughly. My whole body shuddered, my every nerve ending singing. I took hold of his hand, stopped its movement, then growled, “If you don't fuck me right now, I will end up raping you. Stop teasing me and fuck me, Jasper. Now!”
I heard a rip, then he was moving my position, pulling me down hard on his cock. He thrust up on my downward motion as he smirked, “All ya had to do was ask, Sugar.”
I growled, yanking him by the hair to a millimeter away from my lips, “Fuck me senseless, Jazz. Fuck me, bite me, make me cum on your cock. Is that clear enough?”
Then I bit down on his bottom lip, sucking it in between my teeth. I heard them both growl as Jasper forced my hips down, angling me for him to go so deep that I gasped while releasing his lip. “So feisty, Darlin'. I love it. Your pussy is so tight... so hot... so wet. Listen to the sounds we make as I fuck ya, Sugar. Ya hear our bodies slappin' together? Ya hear the noises comin' from our lips? Ya feel how deep my cock is? Ya were made for me, we fit so perfectly. Only your mates could make ya feel this good. Only your mates could make ya cum like this. Ya will never leave us. We'll be together forever. I will fuck ya anytime ya need me to.”
Then he stabilized my hips and began thrusting into me hard. My hands went to my breasts, then I fed a nipple to him as I tugged on the one closest to Peter. “Shit, Jasper... Mmm. Fuck. Cum with me, Cowboy. Cum deep inside my pussy.”
I whimpered as his thrusts became erratic. Then he bit down on my nipple, twisted my clit between his fingers, and licked the bite mark, sending us both over the edge. I barely heard Peter in my bliss saying, “Jesus fucking Christ! That's so sexy.”
Then I heard a click.
I fell onto Jasper's chest, totally spent, yet utterly sated. My head was facing Peter. I heard another click, so I opened my eyes slightly. They were still hooded with all the pleasure. I heard another click, then saw that Peter was taking pictures on his phone. I smiled as I breathed, “You sending them to Char?”
He nodded, noting after licking his lips, “As soon as I hit send, be prepared for a phone call. We just passed over Washington state line, so now's a good time to send them, since we had to call anyway.”
I smiled and nodded, so he sent the pictures. In no more than 30 seconds, the phone was ringing. I giggled as Peter answered with her on speakerphone. “Shit, that's not fair! You two are having all the fun with our human mate while I'm stuck here in this lonely ass house by my goddamn self. You didn't break her, did you? That looked pretty rough.”
I giggled again, my voice coming out as no more than a whisper. “No, Char. I promise they didn't break me. I kept having to beg them to go harder. I'm just completely spent and totally sated now. Don't be hard on them because they did what I wanted.”
She sighed, “Aww, Sweetness. I just worry that those two could get a little too rough. I'm glad they could please you so well. By the way... those pics were hotter than the last ones. Make sure Peter shows you. Mmm... they are definitely being kept.”
Jasper laughed, then smirked against my shoulder as he said, “Hey Char? She's trained to cum on biting... we didn't ever break the skin. The best part is, we didn't even do any training. It was all natural. She was practically soaking me before I touched her. All I did was bite and lick the teeth marks.”
Char groaned, then said, “I can't wait to see her with the Major. I'm trembling just imagining it. God, that will be amazing, I just know it. So where are you now?”
Peter said, “We just passed the Washington border as I sent the pics. We're cuttin' through the northeastern corner of Oregon on 82 if ya have the map out trackin' our progress. We've been lucky with the roads so far... The speedometer needle is buried to the right, Doll. I'm gettin' us there as fast as I can. If our luck holds, we should be there before sunset tomorrow. It all depends on how many bathroom and gas breaks we need to make. Speakin' of which, we should stop while we're on the phone with ya. That way we can top off the tank and Kitten can use the facilities.”
Char sounded thankful, “That's a good idea. I'll talk to you while you're stopped. I wanna know you get going again safely. So how did Kitten come about?”
I laughed, “Peter decided I was being a playful kitten. But that's not the best part. I chewed his ass out this morning. I was totally beyond pissed, and he actually looked scared. That's when he said I was no Kitten. I was a Tigress. So I guess that's my pissed off name now.”
Char and I laughed loudly at that.
“Jasper calls me Darlin' more when we are talking, and Sugar more when we have sex. To Major, I'm Isabella if he's pleased with me, and Isabella Marie if he's not or he's trying to stop me from a freak out. We'll have to wait and see how many you can come up with. My Dad used to call me Princess when I was little, then he called me Bells. I only ever heard my full name from him a handful of times. My mom called me Bella or Honey. My friend Jacob was funny. He always used to find something to put in front of Bells. I was Danger Bells with my accidents, Jingle Bells during the holidays, Tinker Bells when we worked in his garage with the bikes, and Sneaky Bells when I would go see him after Edward said no.”
I thought about Jacob. Oh, no. I forgot to get my bracelet from the glove box of my truck.
I whispered sadly, “My bracelet. I forgot it in the glove box. He carved the wolf by hand, then had the dream catcher made special and blessed by the elders. I was hoping to get the clasp fixed.”
Jasper hugged me tight as he assured me, “Don't worry Darlin'. We'll find a way to get it for you soon after your change is complete.” He kissed me softly, so I nodded.
Jasper handed me my skirt. I reluctantly moved back to the center seat, pulled it up over my hips, then re-situated my bra and top as they continued to talk to Char. Jasper had reached behind me to grab a new pair of jeans for himself, along with another white thong for me. I looked at the ones he was wearing, only to see they were soaked. I giggled, “I didn't think I soaked them... guess I was wrong.”
I put my thong on as I said, “Hey, Char? I think our guys have taken a liking to ripping my underwear from me. We'll have to go lingerie shopping soon, or I won't have any left.”
I thought about it for a second, then said, “Oh, and once I see what the house looks like, I'm sure we could do some shopping for decor. I know that at least mine and Jasper's room will need to be done, plus I'll want to put some pictures and things up that I have.”
Char stepped in, “You'll want to paint the whole house... except mine and Peter's room. Everything's white except our suite. Peter had us paint everything one day a few months ago. Wooden moldings and other woodwork around the house still look amazing, though. You might want to change the lighting in the house. It's a little dated. The same with the tiles in the kitchen, laundry, and bathrooms. You may also want new rugs for the rooms. The floors are all wood, so the area rugs in each room have to be changed, depending on how you decide to decorate each room. It's time for a breath of fresh air in the house now that we have the final piece to our puzzle, right Jasper?”
He smiled widely. “I was thinking the exact same thing, Char.”
I looked into his beautiful golden eyes then kissed him, sending him all my love and contentment.
We pulled into the gas station. As Peter filled the tank, Jasper walked into the store with me. I asked him to get me a few bottles of flavored water, caramel soft candies, and Rolos while I used the restroom. I was really wanting caramel right now. He smiled as we parted ways.
I took care of my needs, washed my hands, brushed my fingers through my hair, then walked back out to my Jasper. He had gotten 3 bags of Caramel Chews, 3 packs of Rolos, and 4 bottles of Aquafina flavored water. A wild berry, a peach mango, a raspberry, and a strawberry kiwi. I laughed as he hugged me to him.
He paid for the gas and junk food, then we went back out to Peter. He was leaning against the truck facing us, talking to Char. “I see them right in front of me, My Sweet Mate. I've had my eye on them the whole time. The register was close enough to the bathroom that Jasper could have gotten to her instantly if anythin' happened.”
We must have taken longer in there than I thought.
She needed reassured. “Char, Honey. I'm right here. Jasper's standing behind me with his arms wrapped around me. Peter's standing 2 inches in front of me. Honey, we're all fine, I promise. Jasper was just getting me a shit ton of junk food while I used the bathroom. We're loading into the truck now, and getting right back on the road. I just have a sweet tooth. We're all fine.”
She sighed, “Thanks, Sweetness. I'm sorry. I'm just worrying. I'll be okay as soon as you're here safe. Get back on the road, and I'll talk to you in a few hours. I need to feed, so I'll talk to you soon.”
I knew what she needed, “Love you, Char. Go feed; we'll talk soon. Look at those pics again. I wouldn't be doing that if Jasper had any reason to be alarmed. You know how protective he can be. Go feed, Honey.”
She said her goodbyes, then we were on the road again, with me wondering if Char's frequent feeding was because of stress.
They gave me my daily liqueurs... the cinnamon Goldschlager, Chambord Raspberry, and Leopold Bros. Peach. Peter took a look at my loot with a raised an eyebrow. I gave him my most innocent look, “What. I was hungry, so Jasper got me some food. I can't help that you two had me cumming and screaming like a banshee all morning.”
I directed my attention to my water label. Peter and Jasper both busted up laughing.
“What?” I asked, like I didn't have a clue what they were laughing at. Inside my goddess was gloriously seated in her lotus pose.
Yoga. Damn! I can't believe I...
“I need to start yoga,” I blurted out before I could finish my own thought.
They instantly stopped laughing. “Little One, are ya sure? Char uses yoga to focus her mind. Calm herself. She knows every position, and even invented a few of her own. She could teach ya, if ya wish.”
I nodded enthusiastically before pecking his cheek. “My inner goddess was poised in the lotus position while I was doing my innocent routine a second ago. It just clicked. On pure instinct, I blurted it out. I would love for Char to teach me, though. I know a few pose names, but that's about it. I've never tried it before. I really think I should, because it just feels right.”
They both nodded their agreement, then I looked down to my junk food stash.
We got to the Cullen house about 15 minutes later, going slower than normal so that Peter could keep up. I had finished all but the last bag of chocolates, but needed some more milk. As Peter and Jasper got my truck squared away, I got an almond milk from the cooler. We were pulling back down the long drive a few minutes later, with me sitting between my vampire men.
We were on the highway in no time, when I pulled my Ipod out of the glove box where Peter had stashed it. I plugged it in before handing it to Peter, so he started looking through my playlists. He found my Evanescence playlist, then asked me in surprise. “You like Evanescence, Kitten?”
I smiled, “Yeah. I love some of their songs. I also have some Skillet, Collective Soul, Kenny Chesney, Staind, Michelle Branch, Paramore, Brad Paisley, and Plumb on there. You want me to keep going? I mean, I don't have one-sided taste. There's a bunch of country and other stuff on there too. I'm an all-around kind of girl, Peter.”
I smirked at his slack jaw, lifted his chin to close his mouth, then kissed him lightly. “Start one, Baby. I'm in a singing mood. Doesn't matter, you play it and I'll sing it.”
He picked one from Evanescence first. He smirked at me with a raised eyebrow.
Alright buddy, game the fuck on. Ooh, he's in for it, I love this song.
I raised my own eyebrow at him as I began singing, then lost myself in the music like I usually do.
When the song ended, I felt better than before I sang. It was a powerful song to sing. I looked to my left, then my right, going back and forth between two vampires who were seriously going to start catching some flies. I giggled as I said in a sing-song voice, “Told ya. Now what's next? I feel so good after singing that. Hurry up, you're going to catch flies like that.”
I laughed again, which caused Peter to shake his head before finding another song. “Okay, I have to say... that was seriously incredible. Not only was your voice better than anythin' I've heard in all my years, but we could both feel your energy levels rising the more ya sang. I'm goin' for another of theirs. Lets see if that voice holds out for ya.”
I raised an eyebrow pointedly at him, but didn't respond. You don't test me on my Evanescence, Smartass.
'Going Under' came on, and I immediately rocked out with it, ignoring the Smartass. When the song ended, I took a deep breath.
Wow, I feel amazing. More. I want to sing more. Feed me, Seymour. “Shit, Kitten. This is insane. Are you ready for another? We'll go for Paramore, now.”
He put on Decode, and I was in heaven. My voice sounded more amazing with each song. Peter was right... this shit was insane... but I was eating it up, loving every morsel.
We sang a few more power songs, then I said, “Hey can we try a different song? My voice is killer right now, and I want to see if I can get through a few more.”
He nodded, and we went through 4 more songs... 'Lick' by Joi, 'Already Gone' by Kelly Clarkson, '#1 Crush' by Garbage, then last we did 'Forgive Me Love' by Alanis Morissette.
I was hopped up like a kid on a full day’s worth of sugar in ten minutes, but outwardly I just looked happy… excited. I needed an energy release or I was going to explode, literally. I knew one way to release pent up energy without leaving the truck. I couldn't do that to Jasper, though. Not while he was driving. He needed to concentrate on the road.
Shit.
My pout was meant to be internal, but it ended up on my face, despite my protest. “Kitten, what's wrong... why are you poutin' like that?”
I huffed out a breath, “Well I sang so much and have sososo much energy that I feel like I'm going to explode if I don't physically release some of it... but we're stuck in the truck and I don't want Jasper to stop and I need to do something or I'mgonnagocrazy!”
I pouted again as Peter laughed, then suddenly he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth before gently tugging on it. I moaned loudly into his mouth as his hand slid up my side. I whimpered, “We can't... Jasper has to drive. Mmm... distraction.”
I backed away, only to see he looked hurt and confused. I didn't know what I did, so now I was confused too. “What's wrong, Peter?” I asked, but he hurriedly said, “Nothin', Bella. I'm fine.”
Ouch.
Tears sprung to my eyes at the use of my name... he never called me that. Little One, Sugar, Babydoll, or Kitten. Never Bella.
Double ouch.
Jasper pulled the truck onto the side of the road, got out, went around to Peter, pulled him out by his neck, then growled harshly at him.
What. The. Fuck. Why is he growling... “Fix. It. Now.”
Holy shit. Major’s here. “What did I do, Major?!”
Major growled again, “YOU fuckin' called her BELLA! Ya never do that. I know ya were hurt, but ya didn't realise what she was SAYIN'! FIX IT NOW!”
I butted in. Probably not a good thing to do, but I needed to stop them from yelling at each other on the side of the road. I stood at the open passenger door to whisper, “Major, Peter didn't do anything wrong. It was my fault. I told him no. I didn't want to distract your driving. Please don't be mad at him.”
Truthfully I was kind of scared at this side of the Major. I thought he could truly hurt Peter, and that's what scared me. Major whipped his head around to me, then slowly walked up to me. When he stopped about a foot away, I saw the black leech out of his eyes to return to amber as he said, “I'm sorry, Darlin'. Please don't be scared. This was a big misunderstanding, and your feelings when he called you by your name threw me over the edge. Let's all take a breath, then we can talk about this. Can I get you something to drink?”
I nodded my head, “Juice, please.”
In a flash, juice was in my hand, then he was walking back over to Peter. They were talking lowly, then I saw Peter drop to his knees and whimper. I gasped, starting to rush to him, but Jasper held a hand up. “He asked me to let him feel what it did to you. I had stopped sharing your emotions right after you finished singing. I just let him feel what it did... this was his reaction. He'll be fine. Now can we talk this over?”
I nodded, so did Peter. He got up from his knees to come sit a few feet in front of me on the ground. He wouldn't look at me. “Peter?”
He still wouldn't look at me, but he whimpered again, “So sorry... hurt ya... don't deserve... too good...”
I was starting to get pissed now. “Peter Whitlock... you fucking look at me right now. I'm not going to hear that bullshit come out of your mouth ever again, do you hear me?”
I had my hands on my hips, practically growling at him I was so pissed. “Yes, what you did hurt, but I didn't know why you were hurt and confused. I was trying to find out when you said that. It hurt that you didn't want to talk to me, that you shut me out by distancing me... by calling me Bella. Your whole body language toward me changed when you said that. I didn't understand what I did. I just wanted to know, so I could fix it. I wanted to fuck you into oblivion in the truck, but I thought it would distract Jasper's driving. That's why I said Jasper needed to drive and distraction. My mouth was kind of busy being plundered by yours, so I couldn't get the whole statement out. Now, if I ever hear those words come out of your mouth again, or Jasper tells me you're feeling them about me, I will have him rip certain parts of your anatomy off to hide them for a fucking month. Am I understood?”
He had looked up at me during my rant, but hadn't said a word yet. By the time I was finished, his jaw was practically hitting the ground, plus he had curled his legs into himself to protect his manhood.
Good, I got my point across.
“Tigress. Ya definitely aren't a Kitten. You're fierce in your anger, Sugar. I'm truly sorry for hurtin' ya. I felt rejected when ya pulled away from me. I thought ya didn't want me. I was confused as to why ya didn't, so I pushed ya away instead of askin' ya to clarify. I'm so sorry. That was really why ya stopped? Ya just didn't wanna distract Jasper?”
I nodded as he stood up to come to me. “Oh, Kitten. It wouldn't have harmed his drivin' in the slightest. Vampire reflexes, Sugar. Remember? He could even handle road head like a pro with one hand fuckin' your tight little pussy.”
Ungh... doesn't he know what that mouth of his does to me? “Good, because yelling at you did absolutely jack shit for getting rid of the excess energy. Now get your asses in the truck so we can get back on the road.”
I turned and got back in the truck before they could say another word.
I drank my juice as we got back on the road. When it was done, Peter took the hand closer to him into his. He brought it to his mouth, kissing the tips of each of my fingers, my palm, and finally the inside of my wrist. Then he licked it. He placed it on the top of his thigh towards his knee, then took my further hand and repeated the process. This time, instead of laying with the other hand, he slowly brought it across his body. I moved with him, soon lifting my skirt out of the way so I could straddle him.
I grabbed the hair at the back of his head, then tightened my grip. “I meant what I said, Peter,” I said in a serious but gentle voice, “You are worth it. We need to work on communicating and not jumping to conclusions, but I wouldn't give you up. We will all make mistakes in this relationship. We have to be open with each other about everything... I mean everything... if we are going to make it work. It won't be all rainbows and fluffy bunnies. A normal relationship takes a lot of work when there are only two partners. We have four, so there's no way in hell we can be considered a normal couple. Promise me you'll talk to me, not shut me out. I can't be in a relationship where it's one sided. For my own sanity, I can't. So, promise me, Peter. Promise you'll try with me. Please.”
He kissed my forehead, eyes, both cheeks, then my nose before he whispered into my lips, “I'd do anythin' for ya... anythin', everythin'... I'll do it, Sugar.”
He kissed me softly. When he opened to me, I licked the gum line of his upper teeth. I paused at each canine, licking the length from top to bottom, then continued. Peter shuddered a breath before choking, “Christ... Kitten... can't do that unless... unless ya want me to fuuck... Jesus, fuck ya right here and now.”
His hands were wrapped tightly around my hips, but I was rocking into his jean clad erection while my tongue laved his teeth. I moaned at the friction between us, then breathed into him, “What are you waiting on?”
He immediately had my skirt around my waist, one hand quickly moving towards my core. He took the sides of my thong in his fingers, then I heard a rip before he was tossing it to the floorboard. I moaned at the rush of air, the quickness of his action. “Peter, touch me. Please, touch me. I need you.”
Peter pulled the top of my shirt and bra down around my waist, helping me get my arms out, then nibbled at my collarbone as his fingers tugged gently at my folds. My hips bucked into him as I gasped. He tugged a little harder, which caused me to moan. While licking up the valley between my breasts, he pinched my folds together over my clit softly as he rolled them between his fingers. I cried out, then whimpered, “Shit! Peter, harder. Oh,God.”
He doubled the pressure on his pinch; I bucked hard, “Oh, FUCK! Ungh... I'm... Mmmm... so close. Please, make me cum, Peter.”
He brought his other hand down lower to tease my already soaked entrance. “Holy shit, Jasper. You should feel how wet she is.”
Jasper leaned over to do the same thing, moaning as he sat back up. He looked me directly in the eyes as I whimpered, then he sucked my juices from his glistening fingers. Peter chose that moment to flick his finger across my clit before thrusting three of his long thick fingers inside me.
It pushed me over the edge, and I came almost violently. I grabbed my skirt up, leaned my back against the dash while my eyes locked with Peter's, then rode his fingers through my orgasm. He didn't let up, though. He started thrusting his fingers in deeply, tapping my clit repeatedly with his other hand. I gasped at the vibrations shooting through me, but Peter said huskily, “Come on, Kitten. Cum for me again. I know ya have more than one in ya. Cum all over my fingers, Sugar. I want to watch ya as ya fall apart around them.”
My hands went to my breasts, kneading them and tweaking my nipples as Peter put more force in his motions, causing me to groan, “So good. Fuck me deep, Peter. Oh, God. Yes!”
He thrust his fingers as deep as he could, wiggled them inside me, then vibrated the fingers against my clit at vampire speed. I screamed as I came, tugging harshly on my nipples while letting my head fall back towards the windshield. As I came down, Peter started thrusting his wiggling fingers again. It felt so good, but I wasn't done yet. I wanted his cock inside me. I pulled the annoyance of my skirt over my head since it had an elastic waist, dropping it on the seat beside us.
Thank God for extreme window tint.
I reach down to unsnap the button on Peter's jeans. I placed my feet on the seat before lifting my ass up, putting my core in a hell of a position for him to lick me. I heard Jasper groan as I said to Peter, “Help me, Baby. Take your jeans down... I want your cock inside me. Hurry.”
As he eased his pants over his hips, he took a swipe at my folds, nibbling on them as he reached my clit. “Ahh, shit. So fucking good, Peter. I need you inside me so bad, please.”
He grabbed my hips to help me lower back down, placing me directly over his thick cock.
I slid down slowly, building more anticipation for both of us, but when I got to the last couple of inches he couldn't wait any longer. He thrust up into me deeply. We both moaned as I rolled my hips several times, working him as deep as I could. He repositioned his legs, then I was able to take him even deeper.
I rolled my hips again, groaning, “Fuck, Baby, you're so deep.”
He brought my legs up, planting my feet on the seat. When I rolled my hips again, it felt like he was planted in my womb. “Jesus, Peter! Shit, you're so big... so deep. Ungh, fuuck.”
He started guiding my hips, thrusting with my down motion, planting himself just as deep with every thrust. I was beyond all reason as I moved a hand down to my center. I felt were we were joined, which was soaked with my juices. I opened my folds, running my fingers up and down from my entrance to my very exposed clit, moaning, “Jasper tell me how we look with his cock buried in my tight little pussy.”
Jasper growled low, then said in a choked voice, “It's one of the most erotic things I've seen, Darlin'. You're both drenched in your juices. I just wanna lick them from the both of ya while he fucks ya. Let me have your fingers, please. I need to taste ya.”
Peter and I were still moving; I was so close to another orgasm. I gathered as much wetness as I could, then offered Jasper my fingers. Peter pressed his thumb against my clit, vibrating it back and forth roughly as Jasper sucked my juices from my fingers. I cried out in response, “Holy, FUCK! Oh, shit... I'm cumming, Peter. Don't stop. Mmmm. Yes... Christ, yes!”
He kept going as I came... and came again. I was staring at Peter as I came, watching him thrust roughly into me three more times before he growled, “So fuckin' tight, Kitten. Ya grip my cock like a fuckin' vice. Ungh...” then I felt his cool seed inside me.
As I came down from my orgasms, I leaned forward, resting my chest against his. Jasper had held my hand through my orgasms, so I squeezed it gently before relaxing it again. I kissed Peter's neck as I whispered, “The deeper you're buried inside me, the deeper I need you.”
Peter kissed my cheek, replying, “I would crawl inside ya and stay forever if I could... I feel the same way, Little One.”
I breathed into his ear, “Can you switch with Jasper to drive for a while without stopping the truck?”
He smiled widely with a nod. In an instant, I was below him. He was switching spots with Jasper, his pants back on his hips, but still unbuttoned. Jasper brought me into his lap, holding me close. He kissed me slowly, teasingly. He could feel that I didn't release enough energy yet, and I was wanting him, too.
He looked deeply at me when the kiss was over, “Are you sure, Darlin'? I don't want ya to be sore, plus I know you're still havin' cramps.”
I shook my head, “Jazz, I don't even feel the cramps right now. All I feel is my body aching for yours. I need to feel you touching me,” I brought his hand to my breast, “tasting, licking, biting me. I need to feel you inside me, moving with me. I need to feel our sensual dance, Jazz. I need you.”
He tangled his fingers in my hair before pulling me to his mouth, his sweet breath washing over me as he said, “That's all you had to say, Darlin'.”
Then he kissed me so passionately I felt dizzy. I gasped for breath as he trailed his tongue down the vein in my neck. When he reached a sweet spot, I moaned, which caused him to whisper as he twirled his tongue on the spot, “Right here... right here is where one of us will bite ya when we turn ya. Right here is where our venom will make ya ours forever.”
He bit down gently; I moaned in response, “Yes. Oh, Jazz. I wish you could do it now, I want to feel your teeth sinking into me.”
I whimpered as his bite tightened slightly. I ground my core against him, to which we both moaned. The vibrations of his moan were shooting through his bite and twirling tongue, then settling into my every cell. My body was tingling, my arousal heightening, my need for him growing quickly.
He released his bite, then licked the spot where his teeth had been. It was sensitive, and his flattened tongue made me cry out in pleasure. “Fuck... so sensitive... again, please. Oh, please.”
He bit down on the same spot almost roughly, just shy of breaking the skin. He twirled his tongue, released the pressure bite, then flattened his tongue to lick the lines his teeth made. I cried out, panting as I felt my arousal trickling down my inner thighs. I heard Peter growl, “Fuck, Kitten. I bet he could make ya cum just by doin' that again.”
He reached over, gathered the wetness on my thighs, then licked it from his palm. “Shit, Jasper. She's so sweet right now. Ya have to taste our little mate. She's never tasted sweeter.”
Jasper leaned me back against the dash, planted my feet on the seat, then lifted my ass in his hands before I could blink. I gasped, realising my new position. Jasper moaned as he licked up my inner thighs, “Your nectar is so fuckin' sweet, Darlin'. This right here? (he twirled his tongue against a sensitive spot on my inner thigh) This is your femoral artery. One of us will bite... right... here when we change ya.”
Again, he repeated the bite process he had done on my neck. Instantly I was flying, gushing as I came.
Jasper hurried to catch as much as he could, lapping hungrily at my core. I was crying out, screaming for more. Jasper bit down on the same spot again as he thrust three fingers deep inside me and curled them. He growled as my walls constricted his fingers, instantly making me cum again. “AHH! Christ Jazz, I can't stop. It feels too good. Fuck! I need you so much... PLEASE!”
I was begging him; I couldn’t bear it any more. He released the bite, licking roughly. My whole body shuddered, my every nerve ending singing. I took hold of his hand, stopped its movement, then growled, “If you don't fuck me right now, I will end up raping you. Stop teasing me and fuck me, Jasper. Now!”
I heard a rip, then he was moving my position, pulling me down hard on his cock. He thrust up on my downward motion as he smirked, “All ya had to do was ask, Sugar.”
I growled, yanking him by the hair to a millimeter away from my lips, “Fuck me senseless, Jazz. Fuck me, bite me, make me cum on your cock. Is that clear enough?”
Then I bit down on his bottom lip, sucking it in between my teeth. I heard them both growl as Jasper forced my hips down, angling me for him to go so deep that I gasped while releasing his lip. “So feisty, Darlin'. I love it. Your pussy is so tight... so hot... so wet. Listen to the sounds we make as I fuck ya, Sugar. Ya hear our bodies slappin' together? Ya hear the noises comin' from our lips? Ya feel how deep my cock is? Ya were made for me, we fit so perfectly. Only your mates could make ya feel this good. Only your mates could make ya cum like this. Ya will never leave us. We'll be together forever. I will fuck ya anytime ya need me to.”
Then he stabilized my hips and began thrusting into me hard. My hands went to my breasts, then I fed a nipple to him as I tugged on the one closest to Peter. “Shit, Jasper... Mmm. Fuck. Cum with me, Cowboy. Cum deep inside my pussy.”
I whimpered as his thrusts became erratic. Then he bit down on my nipple, twisted my clit between his fingers, and licked the bite mark, sending us both over the edge. I barely heard Peter in my bliss saying, “Jesus fucking Christ! That's so sexy.”
Then I heard a click.
I fell onto Jasper's chest, totally spent, yet utterly sated. My head was facing Peter. I heard another click, so I opened my eyes slightly. They were still hooded with all the pleasure. I heard another click, then saw that Peter was taking pictures on his phone. I smiled as I breathed, “You sending them to Char?”
He nodded, noting after licking his lips, “As soon as I hit send, be prepared for a phone call. We just passed over Washington state line, so now's a good time to send them, since we had to call anyway.”
I smiled and nodded, so he sent the pictures. In no more than 30 seconds, the phone was ringing. I giggled as Peter answered with her on speakerphone. “Shit, that's not fair! You two are having all the fun with our human mate while I'm stuck here in this lonely ass house by my goddamn self. You didn't break her, did you? That looked pretty rough.”
I giggled again, my voice coming out as no more than a whisper. “No, Char. I promise they didn't break me. I kept having to beg them to go harder. I'm just completely spent and totally sated now. Don't be hard on them because they did what I wanted.”
She sighed, “Aww, Sweetness. I just worry that those two could get a little too rough. I'm glad they could please you so well. By the way... those pics were hotter than the last ones. Make sure Peter shows you. Mmm... they are definitely being kept.”
Jasper laughed, then smirked against my shoulder as he said, “Hey Char? She's trained to cum on biting... we didn't ever break the skin. The best part is, we didn't even do any training. It was all natural. She was practically soaking me before I touched her. All I did was bite and lick the teeth marks.”
Char groaned, then said, “I can't wait to see her with the Major. I'm trembling just imagining it. God, that will be amazing, I just know it. So where are you now?”
Peter said, “We just passed the Washington border as I sent the pics. We're cuttin' through the northeastern corner of Oregon on 82 if ya have the map out trackin' our progress. We've been lucky with the roads so far... The speedometer needle is buried to the right, Doll. I'm gettin' us there as fast as I can. If our luck holds, we should be there before sunset tomorrow. It all depends on how many bathroom and gas breaks we need to make. Speakin' of which, we should stop while we're on the phone with ya. That way we can top off the tank and Kitten can use the facilities.”
Char sounded thankful, “That's a good idea. I'll talk to you while you're stopped. I wanna know you get going again safely. So how did Kitten come about?”
I laughed, “Peter decided I was being a playful kitten. But that's not the best part. I chewed his ass out this morning. I was totally beyond pissed, and he actually looked scared. That's when he said I was no Kitten. I was a Tigress. So I guess that's my pissed off name now.”
Char and I laughed loudly at that.
“Jasper calls me Darlin' more when we are talking, and Sugar more when we have sex. To Major, I'm Isabella if he's pleased with me, and Isabella Marie if he's not or he's trying to stop me from a freak out. We'll have to wait and see how many you can come up with. My Dad used to call me Princess when I was little, then he called me Bells. I only ever heard my full name from him a handful of times. My mom called me Bella or Honey. My friend Jacob was funny. He always used to find something to put in front of Bells. I was Danger Bells with my accidents, Jingle Bells during the holidays, Tinker Bells when we worked in his garage with the bikes, and Sneaky Bells when I would go see him after Edward said no.”
I thought about Jacob. Oh, no. I forgot to get my bracelet from the glove box of my truck.
I whispered sadly, “My bracelet. I forgot it in the glove box. He carved the wolf by hand, then had the dream catcher made special and blessed by the elders. I was hoping to get the clasp fixed.”
Jasper hugged me tight as he assured me, “Don't worry Darlin'. We'll find a way to get it for you soon after your change is complete.” He kissed me softly, so I nodded.
Jasper handed me my skirt. I reluctantly moved back to the center seat, pulled it up over my hips, then re-situated my bra and top as they continued to talk to Char. Jasper had reached behind me to grab a new pair of jeans for himself, along with another white thong for me. I looked at the ones he was wearing, only to see they were soaked. I giggled, “I didn't think I soaked them... guess I was wrong.”
I put my thong on as I said, “Hey, Char? I think our guys have taken a liking to ripping my underwear from me. We'll have to go lingerie shopping soon, or I won't have any left.”
I thought about it for a second, then said, “Oh, and once I see what the house looks like, I'm sure we could do some shopping for decor. I know that at least mine and Jasper's room will need to be done, plus I'll want to put some pictures and things up that I have.”
Char stepped in, “You'll want to paint the whole house... except mine and Peter's room. Everything's white except our suite. Peter had us paint everything one day a few months ago. Wooden moldings and other woodwork around the house still look amazing, though. You might want to change the lighting in the house. It's a little dated. The same with the tiles in the kitchen, laundry, and bathrooms. You may also want new rugs for the rooms. The floors are all wood, so the area rugs in each room have to be changed, depending on how you decide to decorate each room. It's time for a breath of fresh air in the house now that we have the final piece to our puzzle, right Jasper?”
He smiled widely. “I was thinking the exact same thing, Char.”
I looked into his beautiful golden eyes then kissed him, sending him all my love and contentment.
We pulled into the gas station. As Peter filled the tank, Jasper walked into the store with me. I asked him to get me a few bottles of flavored water, caramel soft candies, and Rolos while I used the restroom. I was really wanting caramel right now. He smiled as we parted ways.
I took care of my needs, washed my hands, brushed my fingers through my hair, then walked back out to my Jasper. He had gotten 3 bags of Caramel Chews, 3 packs of Rolos, and 4 bottles of Aquafina flavored water. A wild berry, a peach mango, a raspberry, and a strawberry kiwi. I laughed as he hugged me to him.
He paid for the gas and junk food, then we went back out to Peter. He was leaning against the truck facing us, talking to Char. “I see them right in front of me, My Sweet Mate. I've had my eye on them the whole time. The register was close enough to the bathroom that Jasper could have gotten to her instantly if anythin' happened.”
We must have taken longer in there than I thought.
She needed reassured. “Char, Honey. I'm right here. Jasper's standing behind me with his arms wrapped around me. Peter's standing 2 inches in front of me. Honey, we're all fine, I promise. Jasper was just getting me a shit ton of junk food while I used the bathroom. We're loading into the truck now, and getting right back on the road. I just have a sweet tooth. We're all fine.”
She sighed, “Thanks, Sweetness. I'm sorry. I'm just worrying. I'll be okay as soon as you're here safe. Get back on the road, and I'll talk to you in a few hours. I need to feed, so I'll talk to you soon.”
I knew what she needed, “Love you, Char. Go feed; we'll talk soon. Look at those pics again. I wouldn't be doing that if Jasper had any reason to be alarmed. You know how protective he can be. Go feed, Honey.”
She said her goodbyes, then we were on the road again, with me wondering if Char's frequent feeding was because of stress.
They gave me my daily liqueurs... the cinnamon Goldschlager, Chambord Raspberry, and Leopold Bros. Peach. Peter took a look at my loot with a raised an eyebrow. I gave him my most innocent look, “What. I was hungry, so Jasper got me some food. I can't help that you two had me cumming and screaming like a banshee all morning.”
I directed my attention to my water label. Peter and Jasper both busted up laughing.
“What?” I asked, like I didn't have a clue what they were laughing at. Inside my goddess was gloriously seated in her lotus pose.
Yoga. Damn! I can't believe I...
“I need to start yoga,” I blurted out before I could finish my own thought.
They instantly stopped laughing. “Little One, are ya sure? Char uses yoga to focus her mind. Calm herself. She knows every position, and even invented a few of her own. She could teach ya, if ya wish.”
I nodded enthusiastically before pecking his cheek. “My inner goddess was poised in the lotus position while I was doing my innocent routine a second ago. It just clicked. On pure instinct, I blurted it out. I would love for Char to teach me, though. I know a few pose names, but that's about it. I've never tried it before. I really think I should, because it just feels right.”
They both nodded their agreement, then I looked down to my junk food stash.