Tease Me Please Me by wizardtho
Chapter 4:
I could sense Peter and Jasper coming in the room, so I looked to them. Peter closed the door behind him as Jasper went straight to the fireplace, saying, "I should’ve started this earlier. Will you be alright until it warms in here?" I nodded, "It's just a little chilly. The fire in the other room warmed me quickly, so it shouldn't take long." Peter guided me toward the plush rug in front of the fire as he offered, "Come... sit by the fire for a few minutes. You'll be toasty in no time. Jasper, I'm gonna turn the heat up a bit, too." He went to a control panel on the wall, hit a couple of buttons, then smiled as he made his way back over to me. "That should help, Isabella."
He laid down next to me, but he left too much space between his body and mine. I tried to get closer to him, but he just shook his head. Instantly, I wondered what I had done wrong, feeling the sting of his rejection as I tried to hide my face. Jasper growled deeply as he turned away from the newly lit fire, "Explain, Peter. Now. Why am I feelin' rejection comin' from our mate?" Peter gasped, pulling me tightly to him while whispering, "No, Sweet Pea. No, no, no. Never. I just didn't want my body to make ya colder. You're already shiverin', Beautiful. I didn't wanna get too close and make ya sick or somethin'. Please. Tell me ya understand. I'd never reject ya, Isabella. I want ya so much in every way. Ya hafta know that. There's nothin' I wanna do more than make love to ya until dawn, but you were shiverin', and I gotta think about ya bein' too cold for me to touch ya."
Jasper ghosted his hand up my spine, then kissed my neck as he settled in behind me, whispering, "I can feel how sorry he is for givin' ya the wrong impression, Isabella. He's right, though. We hafta think about those things, so ya don't end up sick." I let them know I understood, then Jasper explained, "Now Peter and I are gonna let ya go just long enough for ya to warm up." I nodded, but an involuntary whimper escaped me as they let me go. Jasper looked at me warily, so I shook my head, "No, I'm fine. I just... the feel of you two surrounding me so completely... it just felt really good. When you both left at the same time, the loss of contact was shocking. I know you didn't mean for that. I'm alright, really." He nodded, then I scooted closer to the fire.
Soon I was scooting away from the fire with light sheen of perspiration forming on my skin, so Peter leaned down to pick me up bridal-style. As Jasper was turning down the bed, Peter set me down at the foot of it, then kissed me longingly. It ignited the passion deep within me again, making me feel even warmer than I already was. I moaned into his mouth as he slowly snuck his hand up under my sun dress. His cool skin felt so good against my overheated flesh.
He trailed his lips from my jaw to my neck when the kiss ended, causing me to gasp when he licked a drop of perspiration that was creeping down toward my shoulder. He sucked at the skin, humming slightly, then whispered, "Your skin tastes so sweet, Isabella. I can't wait to lick and kiss every inch of it." I moaned as I wove my fingers into his hair, then I felt Jasper come up behind me to place his hands on my hips.
My head dropped back to his shoulder as Peter nipped at my collarbone, Jasper slowly lowering the top of my dress only seconds later. I lowered my arms as Peter backed up a step, and when my top was pushed down to my waist, I heard both of them groan. Jasper fingered the lace of my bra while Peter ghosted his fingers along the undersides of my breasts, my nipples pebbling automatically at their attention. Peter smiled, nipping one of my tightened buds before saying, "So beautiful, Isabella... so responsive to your mates." He nipped again, eliciting my whimpered, "Please."
Jasper moved my hair just enough to kiss where it had been laying against my neck, whispering, "Please what, Sugar? Tell us what ya need. Tell us whatcha want us to do to ya." I moaned and repeated my words from earlier, "Tease me... please me... taste me... anything, just God... touch me, please!" Peter groaned, "Christ, Sweet Pea. Don't be sayin' that if ya don't mean it, 'cuz I could take all night worshipin' every one of your delectable curves." I whimpered as I arched into his teasing fingers, then after a sudden tearing sound, Peter was sucking at the undersides of my breasts. I gasped, clutching at Peter's hair, then felt him smile against my skin as Jasper's fingers played at the material at my waist. I groaned in need while sending Jasper my feelings. He moaned in response, "Peter, ya might wanna pick up the pace a li’l. Isabella's need is screamin' at me here."
Peter instantly sucked a nipple into his mouth hard, eliciting my cry of pleasure as I pulled him further into me. He hummed around the taut flesh, then scraped his teeth gently along it. I moaned, "God, Peter... unghh, more. Jasper, please. I need your hands on my skin. I need to feel you both touching me." Jasper trailed his tongue down my spine teasingly as he pulled down my dress, nipping at my ass cheeks and licking the line where my ass met the back of my thighs, before sucking at the back of my knees. Peter switched breasts as Jasper helped me out of my dress, but my legs buckled when Peter bit down gently on the side curve of my breast.
Thankfully, they both immediately caught me, with Peter chuckling against the valley between my breasts, "You went a li'l weak-kneed there, Cupcake. I think we should get ya laid down." I nodded, "Not really my fault when you bite me like that, Peter. It does things to me." He hummed, kissing a path over to my nipple, "Mmmhmm... we like what it does to ya, don't we, Jasper?" Jasper’s tongue trailed back up my spine in response, "We sure do. In fact I think if ya woulda bitten just a tad bit harder, Isabella woulda cum for us. Isn't that right, Sweet Girl?"
I whimpered, knowing he was more than right, before being swung up into his arms. He carried me to the bed, Peter following right behind, then they laid me out on my back against the pillows. They each laid on their sides on either side of me, trailing a hand up my inner thighs while nipping and sucking at my breasts. Jasper gasped in a breath as his hand stopped abruptly, then before I could register the movement, he had me spread open to accommodate his new position between my thighs. He lapped at my inner thighs, groaning, then said huskily, "She's completely soaked, Peter. Her arousal was drippin' down her thighs." Peter moaned, "Christ, Jasper. Please..."
Jasper suddenly thrust his tongue into my core, swirled it in a circle, then licked from my rose bud to the top of my slit. He crawled predatorily to hover over me, then grabbed Peter's head before pulling him into one of the hottest kisses I've ever seen. I whimpered and shifted after a minute, since it made my own need for them heighten, but they still continued to kiss.
After another minute, I started to feel left out, so I tried to squirm my way out from underneath them. Jasper tensed, growling deeply, "Isabella... Ya aren't bein' ignored, and if ya move one inch more, I'll be forced to punish ya. That was the first time in over 50 years that I've kissed Peter, so forgive me the few minutes I take to enjoy it." I instantly went still as a statue underneath him, causing him to purr into my neck, "Good Girl. It's good to know you'll listen. Now I think it's time I let Peter do what he was originally askin' for." He slid down my body, making sure to keep contact, then licked my inner thighs once more before coming to settle next to me.
Peter immediately took his place to hover over me, his dark eyes intent as he said, "I wanna hear your voice, Sweets. I wanna hear how we make ya feel... am I understood?" I nodded, but he said, "Out loud, Isabella." The dominance in their voices had more wetness drenching my core, causing my reply to sound almost completely breathless, "Yes, Peter. I understand." He smiled, then before I could register the movement, he bit down just shy of breaking skin on the underside of my breast as he tugged at both nipples. He growled against my breast while his tongue swirled on the trapped skin, causing me to scream out in shocked ecstasy as I quaked in an unexpected orgasm. Waves of pure pleasure shot through me, spots floated over my vision. As I begged for more, Jasper purred, "We're nowhere near done with ya, Sugar."
The promise in his tone made me shiver as I came down from my high, Jasper licking a bead of perspiration from my temple as Peter nipped his way down my body. I gasped when Peter's tongue swirled in my navel, my hands flew into his hair as he sucked at my hip bones, then I cried out when he nipped my bare mound between his teeth.
I suddenly got an overwhelming urge to feel him pierce my flesh, for my skin to bear the mark of his teeth. I whimpered pitifully in need as Jasper halted Peter, "Wait, Pete. She got the markin' urge. I didn't think she'd be ready this soon." Peter groaned, "We need to explain it... if we don't, the urge will get worse, but she won't understand why."
I couldn’t help my groan of frustration as Peter slid up next to me on the opposite side of Jasper. Jasper caught my gaze while saying, "Isabella, we need ya to focus for just a minute, then I promise we'll take care of ya. When vampires claim their mates, they feel the urge to mark them... to leave a permanent bite on their mate that carries their scent. I just felt from ya a sense of urgency, to feel Peter truly bite, to pierce your skin instead of just what we've been doin'. Ya need to know that vampires can bite with or without venom, as long as it's their true mate they're bitin'."
When he saw I was paying complete attention, he continued, "If Peter were to mark ya, it would be a non-venom bite, but his essence would be secreted into the wound. It wouldn't hurt ya... the bite or the essence. He would need to take a small amount of your blood as he marked ya, or if you were a vampire, he'd need to take a bit of your venom. We need to know if ya want us to do the markin's when ya feel the urge, Sugar." I instantly moaned, "Yes, Jasper. God, yes. I want to bear proof that I belong to the two of you... that I'm yours." He growled possessively, "Ours, and no one else's."
Jasper crushed his lips to mine in a passionate and dominant kiss, just as Peter's lips followed his hands on their way back down my body. With each nip or flick of his tongue, Peter would say things like, "God, I want ya so bad, Isabella," or, "I need to taste ya... need to make ya cum on my tongue. Christ, ya taste so sweet," or my favorite, "Fuck, I can't wait to have my thick cock buried balls deep inside your tight, wet heat. I don't know if I can be gentle... I need ya so much, Isabella."
Every time he'd say something to that effect, my arousal would spike, causing me to moan in need. Just the thought of either one of them inside me was driving me to my breaking point quickly. By the time he reached my mound again, I was begging him to taste me. He ran his fingers up through my folds, moaning, "So fuckin' wet, Isabella. Mmm... your scent is entirely addictive right now." With that, he growled deeply, then spread my thighs wider while watching my core. After only a second or two, he moaned huskily, "So perfect," then licked a long line straight up my center. I was already at my breaking point, which prompted me to growl, "Fuck, Peter. Make me cum... now. So close... need to cum for you."
He didn't need any further coaxing, immediately attacking my swollen flesh, ravishing my core while making me cry out at the extreme pleasure he was inducing. When he thrust his fingers inside me, I felt a slight sting of pain, though, making me jolt in surprise. Peter's eyes went wide as Jasper cooed, "Shhh, Sweet Girl. I forgot to tell Peter about your maidenhead still bein' intact. Peter, it was just out of my reach, but your fingers are longer. Just take it a nudge at a time, then break through durin' her orgasm. She won't feel it." I relaxed into Jasper, then nodded to Peter.
He kissed my folds a few times, reigniting my arousal, before sliding his fingers back into me slowly. I moaned at the feeling, the sight of his face between my spread thighs making my breath hitch as a shudder ran through me. Jasper noticed immediately, then whispered seductively, "Tell me. What just made ya have that reaction, My Little Minx?" I moaned in need, "Just the sight of Peter... unghhh... so close to my... God, Peter, more..." Jasper hummed into my neck, "Mmm... so close to your what, Isabella? Close to your drenched, achin' pussy? Yes, that's a very arousin' sight." He traced his fingers around my nipples as he whispered, "Watch him... watch Peter make ya cum, Darlin'."
My eyes traveled down again, only to see Peter watching me. He had a knowing smirk on his face as his fingers continued to stroke in and out of my heated core. As my eyes met his, he flattened his tongue against my clit, then sucked it into his mouth. My eyes fluttered as I gasped, then reconnected with his while I breathlessly begged, "Please, Peter. Make me cum." He hummed into my core, sucking deeply on my clit in response, then my hands flew into his hair as I moaned.
The coil steadily wound tighter while Peter relentlessly teased my core with his lips, tongue, teeth and fingers. Just when I was about to snap, Peter bit down hard on my clit as he curled his fingers inside me. At the same moment, Jasper tugged at my nipples as he bit down on the underside of my breast. I trembled, screaming out their names as I shattered around them in ecstasy, the tinge of pain I felt when Peter thrust his fingers deep into my core only making my orgasm that much sweeter.
I had cried out louder when it happened, begging for more, causing Peter’s growl into my flesh as he sped up his movements. I heard both of them inhale deeply, Peter humming around my clit while spreading his fingers open deep inside me, then he curled them as he withdrew. I heard Jasper whimper, then saw Peter offer his fingers to Jasper as his tongue swirled at my entrance.
Jasper immediately sucked on the offered fingers as Peter thrust his tongue inside me, pressing down on my clit with his other thumb. It threw me over the edge again, then suddenly it was Jasper's face between my thighs, hungrily devouring my core as he pinched my clit. Peter's sexy voice whispered into my neck, "That's it... cum hard, Isabella. Let go, just feel." Somehow, my brain did let completely go, the sensations overwhelming me as a gasping cry forced its way from my chest, "Fuck, Jasper! Don't stop... shit, so good... Agghh!" I was thrown with the force of a speeding train into the most incredible multiple orgasm, crashing from one wave to the next, as Jasper greedily drank up everything I gave him.
As I came down from the intense waves of pleasure, Jasper was gently curling his fingers, pulling them out just enough to lick up what he'd gathered before repeating the process. I let out a shaky breath as my trembling lessened, then Jasper whispered against my slit, "Ya can't know just how good ya taste, Isabella. You bein’ our mate means more to us than ya know, and we'll treasure ya for eternity, Sweet Girl."
I ran my shaky fingers through his hair, and when he sat back on his heels, I heard Peter's sexy growl as he eyed Jasper's mouth. He tackled Jasper off the end of the bed onto the floor, so I looked to see what the issue was with a giggle. Peter had Jasper pinned to the floor, Jasper with a look of pleasure on his face while Peter was grinding against him, licking my release and a few smears of pink from his face. I giggled again, then said, "Peter, there's more where that came from, you know. You didn't have to attack Jasper."
He laid down next to me, but he left too much space between his body and mine. I tried to get closer to him, but he just shook his head. Instantly, I wondered what I had done wrong, feeling the sting of his rejection as I tried to hide my face. Jasper growled deeply as he turned away from the newly lit fire, "Explain, Peter. Now. Why am I feelin' rejection comin' from our mate?" Peter gasped, pulling me tightly to him while whispering, "No, Sweet Pea. No, no, no. Never. I just didn't want my body to make ya colder. You're already shiverin', Beautiful. I didn't wanna get too close and make ya sick or somethin'. Please. Tell me ya understand. I'd never reject ya, Isabella. I want ya so much in every way. Ya hafta know that. There's nothin' I wanna do more than make love to ya until dawn, but you were shiverin', and I gotta think about ya bein' too cold for me to touch ya."
Jasper ghosted his hand up my spine, then kissed my neck as he settled in behind me, whispering, "I can feel how sorry he is for givin' ya the wrong impression, Isabella. He's right, though. We hafta think about those things, so ya don't end up sick." I let them know I understood, then Jasper explained, "Now Peter and I are gonna let ya go just long enough for ya to warm up." I nodded, but an involuntary whimper escaped me as they let me go. Jasper looked at me warily, so I shook my head, "No, I'm fine. I just... the feel of you two surrounding me so completely... it just felt really good. When you both left at the same time, the loss of contact was shocking. I know you didn't mean for that. I'm alright, really." He nodded, then I scooted closer to the fire.
Soon I was scooting away from the fire with light sheen of perspiration forming on my skin, so Peter leaned down to pick me up bridal-style. As Jasper was turning down the bed, Peter set me down at the foot of it, then kissed me longingly. It ignited the passion deep within me again, making me feel even warmer than I already was. I moaned into his mouth as he slowly snuck his hand up under my sun dress. His cool skin felt so good against my overheated flesh.
He trailed his lips from my jaw to my neck when the kiss ended, causing me to gasp when he licked a drop of perspiration that was creeping down toward my shoulder. He sucked at the skin, humming slightly, then whispered, "Your skin tastes so sweet, Isabella. I can't wait to lick and kiss every inch of it." I moaned as I wove my fingers into his hair, then I felt Jasper come up behind me to place his hands on my hips.
My head dropped back to his shoulder as Peter nipped at my collarbone, Jasper slowly lowering the top of my dress only seconds later. I lowered my arms as Peter backed up a step, and when my top was pushed down to my waist, I heard both of them groan. Jasper fingered the lace of my bra while Peter ghosted his fingers along the undersides of my breasts, my nipples pebbling automatically at their attention. Peter smiled, nipping one of my tightened buds before saying, "So beautiful, Isabella... so responsive to your mates." He nipped again, eliciting my whimpered, "Please."
Jasper moved my hair just enough to kiss where it had been laying against my neck, whispering, "Please what, Sugar? Tell us what ya need. Tell us whatcha want us to do to ya." I moaned and repeated my words from earlier, "Tease me... please me... taste me... anything, just God... touch me, please!" Peter groaned, "Christ, Sweet Pea. Don't be sayin' that if ya don't mean it, 'cuz I could take all night worshipin' every one of your delectable curves." I whimpered as I arched into his teasing fingers, then after a sudden tearing sound, Peter was sucking at the undersides of my breasts. I gasped, clutching at Peter's hair, then felt him smile against my skin as Jasper's fingers played at the material at my waist. I groaned in need while sending Jasper my feelings. He moaned in response, "Peter, ya might wanna pick up the pace a li’l. Isabella's need is screamin' at me here."
Peter instantly sucked a nipple into his mouth hard, eliciting my cry of pleasure as I pulled him further into me. He hummed around the taut flesh, then scraped his teeth gently along it. I moaned, "God, Peter... unghh, more. Jasper, please. I need your hands on my skin. I need to feel you both touching me." Jasper trailed his tongue down my spine teasingly as he pulled down my dress, nipping at my ass cheeks and licking the line where my ass met the back of my thighs, before sucking at the back of my knees. Peter switched breasts as Jasper helped me out of my dress, but my legs buckled when Peter bit down gently on the side curve of my breast.
Thankfully, they both immediately caught me, with Peter chuckling against the valley between my breasts, "You went a li'l weak-kneed there, Cupcake. I think we should get ya laid down." I nodded, "Not really my fault when you bite me like that, Peter. It does things to me." He hummed, kissing a path over to my nipple, "Mmmhmm... we like what it does to ya, don't we, Jasper?" Jasper’s tongue trailed back up my spine in response, "We sure do. In fact I think if ya woulda bitten just a tad bit harder, Isabella woulda cum for us. Isn't that right, Sweet Girl?"
I whimpered, knowing he was more than right, before being swung up into his arms. He carried me to the bed, Peter following right behind, then they laid me out on my back against the pillows. They each laid on their sides on either side of me, trailing a hand up my inner thighs while nipping and sucking at my breasts. Jasper gasped in a breath as his hand stopped abruptly, then before I could register the movement, he had me spread open to accommodate his new position between my thighs. He lapped at my inner thighs, groaning, then said huskily, "She's completely soaked, Peter. Her arousal was drippin' down her thighs." Peter moaned, "Christ, Jasper. Please..."
Jasper suddenly thrust his tongue into my core, swirled it in a circle, then licked from my rose bud to the top of my slit. He crawled predatorily to hover over me, then grabbed Peter's head before pulling him into one of the hottest kisses I've ever seen. I whimpered and shifted after a minute, since it made my own need for them heighten, but they still continued to kiss.
After another minute, I started to feel left out, so I tried to squirm my way out from underneath them. Jasper tensed, growling deeply, "Isabella... Ya aren't bein' ignored, and if ya move one inch more, I'll be forced to punish ya. That was the first time in over 50 years that I've kissed Peter, so forgive me the few minutes I take to enjoy it." I instantly went still as a statue underneath him, causing him to purr into my neck, "Good Girl. It's good to know you'll listen. Now I think it's time I let Peter do what he was originally askin' for." He slid down my body, making sure to keep contact, then licked my inner thighs once more before coming to settle next to me.
Peter immediately took his place to hover over me, his dark eyes intent as he said, "I wanna hear your voice, Sweets. I wanna hear how we make ya feel... am I understood?" I nodded, but he said, "Out loud, Isabella." The dominance in their voices had more wetness drenching my core, causing my reply to sound almost completely breathless, "Yes, Peter. I understand." He smiled, then before I could register the movement, he bit down just shy of breaking skin on the underside of my breast as he tugged at both nipples. He growled against my breast while his tongue swirled on the trapped skin, causing me to scream out in shocked ecstasy as I quaked in an unexpected orgasm. Waves of pure pleasure shot through me, spots floated over my vision. As I begged for more, Jasper purred, "We're nowhere near done with ya, Sugar."
The promise in his tone made me shiver as I came down from my high, Jasper licking a bead of perspiration from my temple as Peter nipped his way down my body. I gasped when Peter's tongue swirled in my navel, my hands flew into his hair as he sucked at my hip bones, then I cried out when he nipped my bare mound between his teeth.
I suddenly got an overwhelming urge to feel him pierce my flesh, for my skin to bear the mark of his teeth. I whimpered pitifully in need as Jasper halted Peter, "Wait, Pete. She got the markin' urge. I didn't think she'd be ready this soon." Peter groaned, "We need to explain it... if we don't, the urge will get worse, but she won't understand why."
I couldn’t help my groan of frustration as Peter slid up next to me on the opposite side of Jasper. Jasper caught my gaze while saying, "Isabella, we need ya to focus for just a minute, then I promise we'll take care of ya. When vampires claim their mates, they feel the urge to mark them... to leave a permanent bite on their mate that carries their scent. I just felt from ya a sense of urgency, to feel Peter truly bite, to pierce your skin instead of just what we've been doin'. Ya need to know that vampires can bite with or without venom, as long as it's their true mate they're bitin'."
When he saw I was paying complete attention, he continued, "If Peter were to mark ya, it would be a non-venom bite, but his essence would be secreted into the wound. It wouldn't hurt ya... the bite or the essence. He would need to take a small amount of your blood as he marked ya, or if you were a vampire, he'd need to take a bit of your venom. We need to know if ya want us to do the markin's when ya feel the urge, Sugar." I instantly moaned, "Yes, Jasper. God, yes. I want to bear proof that I belong to the two of you... that I'm yours." He growled possessively, "Ours, and no one else's."
Jasper crushed his lips to mine in a passionate and dominant kiss, just as Peter's lips followed his hands on their way back down my body. With each nip or flick of his tongue, Peter would say things like, "God, I want ya so bad, Isabella," or, "I need to taste ya... need to make ya cum on my tongue. Christ, ya taste so sweet," or my favorite, "Fuck, I can't wait to have my thick cock buried balls deep inside your tight, wet heat. I don't know if I can be gentle... I need ya so much, Isabella."
Every time he'd say something to that effect, my arousal would spike, causing me to moan in need. Just the thought of either one of them inside me was driving me to my breaking point quickly. By the time he reached my mound again, I was begging him to taste me. He ran his fingers up through my folds, moaning, "So fuckin' wet, Isabella. Mmm... your scent is entirely addictive right now." With that, he growled deeply, then spread my thighs wider while watching my core. After only a second or two, he moaned huskily, "So perfect," then licked a long line straight up my center. I was already at my breaking point, which prompted me to growl, "Fuck, Peter. Make me cum... now. So close... need to cum for you."
He didn't need any further coaxing, immediately attacking my swollen flesh, ravishing my core while making me cry out at the extreme pleasure he was inducing. When he thrust his fingers inside me, I felt a slight sting of pain, though, making me jolt in surprise. Peter's eyes went wide as Jasper cooed, "Shhh, Sweet Girl. I forgot to tell Peter about your maidenhead still bein' intact. Peter, it was just out of my reach, but your fingers are longer. Just take it a nudge at a time, then break through durin' her orgasm. She won't feel it." I relaxed into Jasper, then nodded to Peter.
He kissed my folds a few times, reigniting my arousal, before sliding his fingers back into me slowly. I moaned at the feeling, the sight of his face between my spread thighs making my breath hitch as a shudder ran through me. Jasper noticed immediately, then whispered seductively, "Tell me. What just made ya have that reaction, My Little Minx?" I moaned in need, "Just the sight of Peter... unghhh... so close to my... God, Peter, more..." Jasper hummed into my neck, "Mmm... so close to your what, Isabella? Close to your drenched, achin' pussy? Yes, that's a very arousin' sight." He traced his fingers around my nipples as he whispered, "Watch him... watch Peter make ya cum, Darlin'."
My eyes traveled down again, only to see Peter watching me. He had a knowing smirk on his face as his fingers continued to stroke in and out of my heated core. As my eyes met his, he flattened his tongue against my clit, then sucked it into his mouth. My eyes fluttered as I gasped, then reconnected with his while I breathlessly begged, "Please, Peter. Make me cum." He hummed into my core, sucking deeply on my clit in response, then my hands flew into his hair as I moaned.
The coil steadily wound tighter while Peter relentlessly teased my core with his lips, tongue, teeth and fingers. Just when I was about to snap, Peter bit down hard on my clit as he curled his fingers inside me. At the same moment, Jasper tugged at my nipples as he bit down on the underside of my breast. I trembled, screaming out their names as I shattered around them in ecstasy, the tinge of pain I felt when Peter thrust his fingers deep into my core only making my orgasm that much sweeter.
I had cried out louder when it happened, begging for more, causing Peter’s growl into my flesh as he sped up his movements. I heard both of them inhale deeply, Peter humming around my clit while spreading his fingers open deep inside me, then he curled them as he withdrew. I heard Jasper whimper, then saw Peter offer his fingers to Jasper as his tongue swirled at my entrance.
Jasper immediately sucked on the offered fingers as Peter thrust his tongue inside me, pressing down on my clit with his other thumb. It threw me over the edge again, then suddenly it was Jasper's face between my thighs, hungrily devouring my core as he pinched my clit. Peter's sexy voice whispered into my neck, "That's it... cum hard, Isabella. Let go, just feel." Somehow, my brain did let completely go, the sensations overwhelming me as a gasping cry forced its way from my chest, "Fuck, Jasper! Don't stop... shit, so good... Agghh!" I was thrown with the force of a speeding train into the most incredible multiple orgasm, crashing from one wave to the next, as Jasper greedily drank up everything I gave him.
As I came down from the intense waves of pleasure, Jasper was gently curling his fingers, pulling them out just enough to lick up what he'd gathered before repeating the process. I let out a shaky breath as my trembling lessened, then Jasper whispered against my slit, "Ya can't know just how good ya taste, Isabella. You bein’ our mate means more to us than ya know, and we'll treasure ya for eternity, Sweet Girl."
I ran my shaky fingers through his hair, and when he sat back on his heels, I heard Peter's sexy growl as he eyed Jasper's mouth. He tackled Jasper off the end of the bed onto the floor, so I looked to see what the issue was with a giggle. Peter had Jasper pinned to the floor, Jasper with a look of pleasure on his face while Peter was grinding against him, licking my release and a few smears of pink from his face. I giggled again, then said, "Peter, there's more where that came from, you know. You didn't have to attack Jasper."