The Right Way To Turn
by wizardtho
Chapter 4:
Just then, Peter came back in, only to stop short at the sight in front of him. He moaned slightly, then looked almost sad before he cleared his throat. “Umm... I was just wondering if you two still wanted to celebrate, but I guess you already are. I'll just... go tell Char that they need to steer clear of this level for a bit.”
He turned to leave, but Jasper said in a husky voice, “Nut-uh... come 'ere, Pete.”
I settled further against Jasper's chest, then held my hand out to Peter. I didn't like the sad look that came over him, and wanted to make it go away. I wanted him to kiss and touch me as much as Jasper.
When he laid his hand in mine, I brought it to my hip. He took the hint, then settled behind me before leaning against my back. Jasper smiled at Peter over my shoulder, then suddenly Peter was scraping his teeth gently along the bite mark on my neck, while Jasper swirled his thumbs against the ones on my inner thighs.
The feeling was indescribable. It was the sweetest torture and immense pleasure all wrapped into one. A soft cry left my throat as I trembled in their hold, then Peter hummed while sucking lightly on the spot. Arousal pooled steadily between my thighs, causing Jasper to moan, “Christ, I can feel how wet you are through my jeans, Darlin'... and your scent is driving us both insane with desire. We need to stop... now... or I'm liable to strip you, just to worship every sexy inch of you.”
I whimpered as I shook my head, then ground my core between them. They laced their fingers together on my hips as I panted softly, “I want you... both of you. I know that's not right, but I can't help it. Please, Jazz.”
He captured my lips in a heated kiss, but released me a few moments later, stating surely, “There's nothing wrong with you wanting both of us, Isabella. Never think that there is. I need you to be sure, though, so take a minute to think.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Their scents seemed to combine around me, causing me to moan at the headiness of it. I shook my head, then let the breath out and thought like Jasper asked me to.
I truly wanted both of them. I wanted them so much, but not just as lovers. I wanted to spend every day with them, laughing and cuddling and reading. I wanted to spend every night with them wrapped completely around me, us loving each other in every way imaginable. So much so, that the thought of being without either one of them sent a rippling pain through my chest that made me cry out.
They immediately tightened their hold on me as Jasper cooed, “I felt every bit of that, Sweet Girl. If that's what you want with both of us, I can assure you that neither one of us will complain. We feel the same for you, you know.”
I shook my head, “What about when you find mates? I don't think I could...”
My inner self growled deeply in my mind, not liking that thought one damn bit. Peter kissed the mark on my neck, saying, “I know you feel it, Kitten. Look deep inside yourself and tell me what your beast thinks. I know she's already started showing herself to you.”
I closed my eyes again, opening myself up, then looked deep inside to where I heard the growl. I could picture her. She was more primal in her nature -yet sleeker, more captivating- and had an air of power around her.
Again, she growled, this time saying, “Mine!” while pictures of both Jasper and Peter with black eyes flashed before me. She also seemed to have black eyes. The feeling I got was of being their match.
I opened my eyes with a gasp, then they widened as I looked at Jasper. He smiled a devilish smile at me as Peter hummed, “That's right, Kitten. Tell us what she told you. Say it for us.”
Suddenly two quick blurs dashed into the room. I felt that other part of me pushing forward before the blurs even stopped. I was instantly watching without control of my own body as a deep growl rumbled up from my chest. That other part of me grabbed Jasper and Peter, holding them to me, then growled lowly at the blurs, “Mine!”
The blurs -Char and Aaron- instantly dropped to their knees, placing their hands palm up on the floor beside them, then tilted their heads to bare their necks to me. My growl still rumbled deeply in my chest for a minute or two before that part of me reiterated, “Mine. Only mine.”
I felt the urge to rip the two intruders to pieces, but only after making them watch as I bit what was mine. Char whispered, “We know, Bella. Major and Captain are yours. No one else's. We won't take them from you. Aaron is mine, just like Major and Captain are yours. We won't take them from you, just like you won't take Aaron from me.”
I nodded in finality after studying her for a minute, then my growl slowly cut off.
After another minute or two, I felt that part of me recede, giving me back control. That’s when everything seemed to crash around me. “Holy shit. What the hell was that?! Char, I...”
She shook her head with a grin, “Don't you dare apologise, Sweets. Your beast just pushed through because she thought we were a threat. With the way we rushed into the room, I'm not surprised one bit that she felt the need to show her dominance or stake her claim. It's natural, Sweets… a part of being what we are.”
I shook my head, “I felt like biting them in front of you, then ripping you both to pieces!”
Jasper and Peter both squeezed my hips as they moaned, causing Char to smirk, “Figure it out yet, Sweets?”
I nodded, bit my lip, then said, “I'm their match... their mate... and they're mine. Peter asked me to look inside myself to see what my beast thought. I did, and I got a picture of both of them with black eyes as she growled, 'Mine.' I got the feeling like they were her match. That's when I realised.”
Char beamed at me as Jasper and Peter both laid kisses on my shoulders. The three of us had been sitting up since I pulled them to me, so they were both wrapped tightly around me still. Char and Aaron were still on the ground, which prompted me to whine, “Come on, guys. Get off the floor already, before you make me feel worse. Christ, I mean, you'd think my beast would already know you wouldn't take them from me.”
Char and Aaron both chuckled, then Aaron said, “Most likely she will now, Bella. We did rush into the room quite quickly, and you’re still-partially-human senses might not have been able to register us fully before she pushed through.”
It made sense, so I nodded. “Okay. Time for some partying? I think our previous mood was squashed.”
Once we reached the basement level, Jasper transferred me to Peter's arms before sitting down on one of the bar stools. I wrapped my arms and legs around Peter with a smile at Jasper, then Peter carried me behind the bar. “The best way to do this, Kitten, is to smell different ones… to see what smells the best to you for right now. You may change your opinion once your transition period is over, or you may not. It's all a guess and see game right now.”
I nodded, then Peter handed me an open bottle that was almost half gone. It was labeled Patron Gran Burdeos. I nodded, “Not bad. That's a contender.”
I smelled about thirty open bottles, pointing out the ones that smelled the best. Hirsch Selection 28 Year Bourbon, Patron Gran Burdeos, Hennessy Cognac Paradis, a Grand Marnier 150 year that had a really long name, Nolet Reserve Gin, Mazzetti Grappa Train, Pyrat Rum Cask 1623, Macallan Sherry Oak Single Malt Scotch 25 year, Don Julio Tequila Real, and Grey Goose Vodka Magnum were among my favorites. Peter chuckled as he kissed my nose, “Looks like our Kitten has expensive taste, Major.”
He smiled, so I turned to look at Jasper with a blush. Jasper hopped over the bar, sandwiched me between them, kissed my neck lightly, then whispered as he trailed his lips against my shoulder, “There's nothing to worry about. You'll soon find out just how much money vampires can accrue when they have eternity to do it in, even if they like the finer things in life. Peter and I already have more than even we know what to do with, Sugar, so there's no need to feel bad about your choices. If that's what smells the best to you, then that's what we'll keep in stock for you. When you and Char go online for your lingerie shopping, make sure you buy what you like. I don't care if one single outfit costs $10,000. If you like it, that's all that matters.”
I nodded hesitantly, but Peter lifted my chin to lightly peck my lips. “He's right, Kitten. All that matters is that you're happy with what you buy. If it makes you feel better, we can smell the differences in fabrics. We'll try not to rip the expensive ones. If we happen to, we'll replace them for you.”
I nodded, “I like that idea, and promise to buy tons of stuff that you are able to rip.”
They both growled softly, then Char chuckled, “Don't you worry, Sweets. I know just where to go for the shred-worthy stuff. It's all about reaction.”
Peter and Jasper both moaned into my shoulders, but I thought I caught Aaron mumbling, “Trouble... deep trouble, Major... with a capital every-damn-thing. I can never handle not shredding that lacy shit to bits, and she buys an suv full... every shopping trip.”
I grabbed the full bottle of Hirsh off the bar when they got themselves collected, then said, “I want to watch you guys shoot pool. I obviously can't play right now, but I loved to when I was in Phoenix. What do you say?”
Jasper grabbed the Cabo Wabo Uno, then Peter grabbed the Jameson Irish Whiskey before carrying me into the billiard room. He set me down at one of the two-person tables, then gave me a slow yet almost-chaste kiss. He whispered in my ear as our lips parted, “I'll be trying for a deeper one of those soon, Kitten.”
I could only lick my lips and nod in response. Jasper chuckled, “Don't blame you one bit, Sug. I've been on the receiving end of those kisses several times.”
That got me to thinking, which caused me to groan at the images that popped into my head, “It's not right to go mentioning something like that right now, Jazz.”
He was instantly in front of me, then breathed in my ear, “You don't mind? You like the idea?”
I moaned as shook my head, then nodded while sending him what the thoughts made me feel. Jasper's eyes darkened to a deep merlot before he growled sexily, “Jesus, Isabella. Really?”
I bit my lip, nodding again, just before Jasper dipped his head to suck on the mark on my neck. Then he was suddenly racing over to Peter, I suppose to tell him what he just found out. I was proven right when Peter groaned as his head fell to Jasper's shoulder.
I giggled, which made Char giggle along with me as she spied my two boys. She shook her head, then came over to whisper in my ear, “You've already got them hooked, Sweets. I doubt they'll last the rest of the day before they're hauling you off to the bedroom.”
I chuckled, whispering in reply, “It wasn't even intentional. He said something which my mind and emotions reacted to automatically.”
She laughed outright, then breathed, “You may not realise it, but you're a naturally sensual creature, Sweets. You don't have to be anything other than yourself, for those two hunks to fall down and worship at your feet.”
At that moment, I heard the breaking of the balls on the table, so I looked to see who it was. Char rushed over to where Aaron was just going for the break on his table as I spied Peter smirking at Jasper, “Looks like I get strips -I mean stripes.”
I chuckled at that, then mumbled, “You're so bad, Peter. Play nice, or I might have to find a way to punish you. Anyway, who said there were even strips -I mean stripes- to be had?”
Jasper chuckled, “Don't tempt him, Sug. He's liable to be bad on purpose, if you make that might into a promise, especially with your last comment.”
I shook my head with a smirk at that, then bit my lip before saying seriously, “Promise.”
Both of them moaned loudly as Aaron said with a chuckle, “She's definitely got enough sass to keep up with the both of your snarky asses.”
The afternoon flew by with us all drinking and laughing. So much so, that I was surprised when my brand new bottle was over half empty, yet I was barely even tipsy. I looked to Jasper, asking, “I'm barely even tipsy. Is that normal?”
He grinned, “Yes. Once your change is complete, your tolerance will be even higher. None of us are even tipsy yet, and our bottles are almost gone.”
My eyes went wide, then I asked, “Christ, really? How much does it take for you to get drunk?”
Char laughed, “Aaron's the lightweight out of the four of us. It takes him 4 bottles of his present choice of Cuervo to have anything more than a good buzz.”
I shook my head with a chuckle, “A drunk vampire. Jesus, that's a funny thought.”
Chapter 4:
Just then, Peter came back in, only to stop short at the sight in front of him. He moaned slightly, then looked almost sad before he cleared his throat. “Umm... I was just wondering if you two still wanted to celebrate, but I guess you already are. I'll just... go tell Char that they need to steer clear of this level for a bit.”
He turned to leave, but Jasper said in a husky voice, “Nut-uh... come 'ere, Pete.”
I settled further against Jasper's chest, then held my hand out to Peter. I didn't like the sad look that came over him, and wanted to make it go away. I wanted him to kiss and touch me as much as Jasper.
When he laid his hand in mine, I brought it to my hip. He took the hint, then settled behind me before leaning against my back. Jasper smiled at Peter over my shoulder, then suddenly Peter was scraping his teeth gently along the bite mark on my neck, while Jasper swirled his thumbs against the ones on my inner thighs.
The feeling was indescribable. It was the sweetest torture and immense pleasure all wrapped into one. A soft cry left my throat as I trembled in their hold, then Peter hummed while sucking lightly on the spot. Arousal pooled steadily between my thighs, causing Jasper to moan, “Christ, I can feel how wet you are through my jeans, Darlin'... and your scent is driving us both insane with desire. We need to stop... now... or I'm liable to strip you, just to worship every sexy inch of you.”
I whimpered as I shook my head, then ground my core between them. They laced their fingers together on my hips as I panted softly, “I want you... both of you. I know that's not right, but I can't help it. Please, Jazz.”
He captured my lips in a heated kiss, but released me a few moments later, stating surely, “There's nothing wrong with you wanting both of us, Isabella. Never think that there is. I need you to be sure, though, so take a minute to think.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Their scents seemed to combine around me, causing me to moan at the headiness of it. I shook my head, then let the breath out and thought like Jasper asked me to.
I truly wanted both of them. I wanted them so much, but not just as lovers. I wanted to spend every day with them, laughing and cuddling and reading. I wanted to spend every night with them wrapped completely around me, us loving each other in every way imaginable. So much so, that the thought of being without either one of them sent a rippling pain through my chest that made me cry out.
They immediately tightened their hold on me as Jasper cooed, “I felt every bit of that, Sweet Girl. If that's what you want with both of us, I can assure you that neither one of us will complain. We feel the same for you, you know.”
I shook my head, “What about when you find mates? I don't think I could...”
My inner self growled deeply in my mind, not liking that thought one damn bit. Peter kissed the mark on my neck, saying, “I know you feel it, Kitten. Look deep inside yourself and tell me what your beast thinks. I know she's already started showing herself to you.”
I closed my eyes again, opening myself up, then looked deep inside to where I heard the growl. I could picture her. She was more primal in her nature -yet sleeker, more captivating- and had an air of power around her.
Again, she growled, this time saying, “Mine!” while pictures of both Jasper and Peter with black eyes flashed before me. She also seemed to have black eyes. The feeling I got was of being their match.
I opened my eyes with a gasp, then they widened as I looked at Jasper. He smiled a devilish smile at me as Peter hummed, “That's right, Kitten. Tell us what she told you. Say it for us.”
Suddenly two quick blurs dashed into the room. I felt that other part of me pushing forward before the blurs even stopped. I was instantly watching without control of my own body as a deep growl rumbled up from my chest. That other part of me grabbed Jasper and Peter, holding them to me, then growled lowly at the blurs, “Mine!”
The blurs -Char and Aaron- instantly dropped to their knees, placing their hands palm up on the floor beside them, then tilted their heads to bare their necks to me. My growl still rumbled deeply in my chest for a minute or two before that part of me reiterated, “Mine. Only mine.”
I felt the urge to rip the two intruders to pieces, but only after making them watch as I bit what was mine. Char whispered, “We know, Bella. Major and Captain are yours. No one else's. We won't take them from you. Aaron is mine, just like Major and Captain are yours. We won't take them from you, just like you won't take Aaron from me.”
I nodded in finality after studying her for a minute, then my growl slowly cut off.
After another minute or two, I felt that part of me recede, giving me back control. That’s when everything seemed to crash around me. “Holy shit. What the hell was that?! Char, I...”
She shook her head with a grin, “Don't you dare apologise, Sweets. Your beast just pushed through because she thought we were a threat. With the way we rushed into the room, I'm not surprised one bit that she felt the need to show her dominance or stake her claim. It's natural, Sweets… a part of being what we are.”
I shook my head, “I felt like biting them in front of you, then ripping you both to pieces!”
Jasper and Peter both squeezed my hips as they moaned, causing Char to smirk, “Figure it out yet, Sweets?”
I nodded, bit my lip, then said, “I'm their match... their mate... and they're mine. Peter asked me to look inside myself to see what my beast thought. I did, and I got a picture of both of them with black eyes as she growled, 'Mine.' I got the feeling like they were her match. That's when I realised.”
Char beamed at me as Jasper and Peter both laid kisses on my shoulders. The three of us had been sitting up since I pulled them to me, so they were both wrapped tightly around me still. Char and Aaron were still on the ground, which prompted me to whine, “Come on, guys. Get off the floor already, before you make me feel worse. Christ, I mean, you'd think my beast would already know you wouldn't take them from me.”
Char and Aaron both chuckled, then Aaron said, “Most likely she will now, Bella. We did rush into the room quite quickly, and you’re still-partially-human senses might not have been able to register us fully before she pushed through.”
It made sense, so I nodded. “Okay. Time for some partying? I think our previous mood was squashed.”
Once we reached the basement level, Jasper transferred me to Peter's arms before sitting down on one of the bar stools. I wrapped my arms and legs around Peter with a smile at Jasper, then Peter carried me behind the bar. “The best way to do this, Kitten, is to smell different ones… to see what smells the best to you for right now. You may change your opinion once your transition period is over, or you may not. It's all a guess and see game right now.”
I nodded, then Peter handed me an open bottle that was almost half gone. It was labeled Patron Gran Burdeos. I nodded, “Not bad. That's a contender.”
I smelled about thirty open bottles, pointing out the ones that smelled the best. Hirsch Selection 28 Year Bourbon, Patron Gran Burdeos, Hennessy Cognac Paradis, a Grand Marnier 150 year that had a really long name, Nolet Reserve Gin, Mazzetti Grappa Train, Pyrat Rum Cask 1623, Macallan Sherry Oak Single Malt Scotch 25 year, Don Julio Tequila Real, and Grey Goose Vodka Magnum were among my favorites. Peter chuckled as he kissed my nose, “Looks like our Kitten has expensive taste, Major.”
He smiled, so I turned to look at Jasper with a blush. Jasper hopped over the bar, sandwiched me between them, kissed my neck lightly, then whispered as he trailed his lips against my shoulder, “There's nothing to worry about. You'll soon find out just how much money vampires can accrue when they have eternity to do it in, even if they like the finer things in life. Peter and I already have more than even we know what to do with, Sugar, so there's no need to feel bad about your choices. If that's what smells the best to you, then that's what we'll keep in stock for you. When you and Char go online for your lingerie shopping, make sure you buy what you like. I don't care if one single outfit costs $10,000. If you like it, that's all that matters.”
I nodded hesitantly, but Peter lifted my chin to lightly peck my lips. “He's right, Kitten. All that matters is that you're happy with what you buy. If it makes you feel better, we can smell the differences in fabrics. We'll try not to rip the expensive ones. If we happen to, we'll replace them for you.”
I nodded, “I like that idea, and promise to buy tons of stuff that you are able to rip.”
They both growled softly, then Char chuckled, “Don't you worry, Sweets. I know just where to go for the shred-worthy stuff. It's all about reaction.”
Peter and Jasper both moaned into my shoulders, but I thought I caught Aaron mumbling, “Trouble... deep trouble, Major... with a capital every-damn-thing. I can never handle not shredding that lacy shit to bits, and she buys an suv full... every shopping trip.”
I grabbed the full bottle of Hirsh off the bar when they got themselves collected, then said, “I want to watch you guys shoot pool. I obviously can't play right now, but I loved to when I was in Phoenix. What do you say?”
Jasper grabbed the Cabo Wabo Uno, then Peter grabbed the Jameson Irish Whiskey before carrying me into the billiard room. He set me down at one of the two-person tables, then gave me a slow yet almost-chaste kiss. He whispered in my ear as our lips parted, “I'll be trying for a deeper one of those soon, Kitten.”
I could only lick my lips and nod in response. Jasper chuckled, “Don't blame you one bit, Sug. I've been on the receiving end of those kisses several times.”
That got me to thinking, which caused me to groan at the images that popped into my head, “It's not right to go mentioning something like that right now, Jazz.”
He was instantly in front of me, then breathed in my ear, “You don't mind? You like the idea?”
I moaned as shook my head, then nodded while sending him what the thoughts made me feel. Jasper's eyes darkened to a deep merlot before he growled sexily, “Jesus, Isabella. Really?”
I bit my lip, nodding again, just before Jasper dipped his head to suck on the mark on my neck. Then he was suddenly racing over to Peter, I suppose to tell him what he just found out. I was proven right when Peter groaned as his head fell to Jasper's shoulder.
I giggled, which made Char giggle along with me as she spied my two boys. She shook her head, then came over to whisper in my ear, “You've already got them hooked, Sweets. I doubt they'll last the rest of the day before they're hauling you off to the bedroom.”
I chuckled, whispering in reply, “It wasn't even intentional. He said something which my mind and emotions reacted to automatically.”
She laughed outright, then breathed, “You may not realise it, but you're a naturally sensual creature, Sweets. You don't have to be anything other than yourself, for those two hunks to fall down and worship at your feet.”
At that moment, I heard the breaking of the balls on the table, so I looked to see who it was. Char rushed over to where Aaron was just going for the break on his table as I spied Peter smirking at Jasper, “Looks like I get strips -I mean stripes.”
I chuckled at that, then mumbled, “You're so bad, Peter. Play nice, or I might have to find a way to punish you. Anyway, who said there were even strips -I mean stripes- to be had?”
Jasper chuckled, “Don't tempt him, Sug. He's liable to be bad on purpose, if you make that might into a promise, especially with your last comment.”
I shook my head with a smirk at that, then bit my lip before saying seriously, “Promise.”
Both of them moaned loudly as Aaron said with a chuckle, “She's definitely got enough sass to keep up with the both of your snarky asses.”
The afternoon flew by with us all drinking and laughing. So much so, that I was surprised when my brand new bottle was over half empty, yet I was barely even tipsy. I looked to Jasper, asking, “I'm barely even tipsy. Is that normal?”
He grinned, “Yes. Once your change is complete, your tolerance will be even higher. None of us are even tipsy yet, and our bottles are almost gone.”
My eyes went wide, then I asked, “Christ, really? How much does it take for you to get drunk?”
Char laughed, “Aaron's the lightweight out of the four of us. It takes him 4 bottles of his present choice of Cuervo to have anything more than a good buzz.”
I shook my head with a chuckle, “A drunk vampire. Jesus, that's a funny thought.”