Chapter 24: Unexpected Consequences
Such sweetness in our tiny, beautiful, human mate. She had just fallen asleep, so the three of us remained quiet, going through our thoughts. We all took turns cleaning her gently with our tongues, since she didn't use anything before bed for her cycle. Such trust she placed in us. Bella was an extremely extraordinary being.
I believed, too, that she was a goddess after just laying my eyes on her. She'd been laying in the truck sprawled on both of the men, with her eyes closed and a slight smile on her luscious lips. Peter was in the driver's seat with her head in his lap, his fingers running through her long chocolate locks. Jasper was in the passenger seat with his back against the window, her legs sprawled over top of his, while both of his hands massaged deeply into her abdomen.
I was worried about her because she has had so much happen in such a short time, but she told me that I would have to get the guys to stop hogging her if I wanted a proper hello. What a hello it was, too. That kiss was something else.
Then she totally does a number on Jasper as he's telling her about the playroom of the Major's. He asked her if she would like to see it, then she just climbs up on his back and tells him to 'Hop to it, Cowboy'. She's a feisty little thing, that's for sure.
Her bitching at her stomach, for interrupting us as she and I were making out, was just too cute. Like I said, feisty. Her cocky little smirk while telling Peter he looked good on his knees waiting for Major's attention? I about creamed myself with how sexy that one was.
Then, she got those horrible cramps again. She asked for a bath with me... told me she needed me... me, not them. I wanted to cry it made me feel so good. The massage for her cramps turned into us both getting turned on, and holy shit! Her aroused scent is absolutely intoxicating. She felt her cycle coming, then basically told us flat-out we could all taste her. She had so much trust in us.
We made love before the guys joined in. Let me just say... Ungh... she's a natural. I knew that it was her first time with a female. You'd never know, though. She knew when to say something sexy. She knew when, where, and how to touch, lick, or suck to make me go insane with need for her. She just knew. Her sensuality was off the charts, plus her taste was pure ambrosia.
I can still taste her on my tongue. The taste of her blood doesn't even compare to her essence, though. Nectar of the Gods themselves. She is a true goddess, yet she hasn't even fully come into her powers. She asked me to let her taste me. She wanted me badly and told me so. I figured that was all that was going to happen, that we would pair off with our original mates.
Don't get me wrong, I still would have been extremely grateful, but she told Jasper in the sexiest fucking voice that she wanted to watch me ride him! That about did me in, but then I heard her tell Peter that she wanted him to show her all the passion he had for her. The two of them together are explosive. The passion just rolls of them in waves of white-hot heat, consuming everything in its wake.
Then there was Jasper. I had missed him so much. To be able to be with him like this again, I was beyond grateful. It felt like he was here to stay, too. Knowing that we would all share our souls with each other... that we would carry pieces of each other inside us... it was very humbling to know we could have more than one mate and all be happy together.
Then we all made Sweetness cum for us again, then again and again. She was begging for us to let her cum, but she didn't realise that her body just wouldn't let her until all three of us bit her at the same time. It was extremely erotic to watch her cum like that... with all of us tending to her.
We got to watch my element appear on her spine. It looked so beautiful with the other three. I got sad when she said she got to keep her mates with her wherever she went. I knew she meant our elements, but she already holds a piece of both Jasper and Peter. She and I haven't claimed or bonded with each other yet. It hurts a bit to know that we should wait. It's a safety precaution so that nothing happens to the other bonds or to Sweetness herself, but I still feel like I'm missing out.
When she promised that she would claim me as soon as it was safe, I just about melted. She wanted me so much that she would fully claim a vampire as an eternal mate while she was still human. It meant so much to know that.
She doesn't like to fall asleep when she needs to rest. Jasper had to tell her that we all had her and it was okay before she gave in.
I think it's the dreams. I think they're getting worse. I need to ask... “Hey, guys? I think Sweetness' dreams are getting more vivid or scarier somehow. Jasper, you had to tell her we all had her and wouldn't leave... that it was okay for her to rest... before she finally gave in. I think she doesn't want to sleep because of the dreams. It'll keep getting worse until this Victoria bitch and her newborns are taken care of or she's turned. How do we help her? She's got so much on her little shoulders right now.”
Peter whispered, “Doll, all we can do is reassure her that we'll do anythin' she needs us to. Victoria will burn before she lays a finger on our mate. I feel that this might be part of why we need the wolves. We all will need to help her train her powers so that we can defeat Victoria and the newborns.”
Jasper whispered almost to himself, “The question is, will she be turned before the fight?”
Jasper and I both looked to Peter. He closed his eyes and sighed. He was looking for the information, hoping whatever deity gave him the power would let him in on the big picture. He opened his eyes before offering sadly, “I can't tell. I'm sorry Jasper, I just don't know.”
Jasper kissed Peter sweetly, then said, “Even you can't know everything, Pete. It doesn't change that I love you. We just have to be extra cautious until this is taken care of. I want perimeter and monitor checks every four hours on rotation. Make sure those monitors will let us know in the house when someone breaches perimeter. We each take two checks a day... and she's not to be left alone until this is done with. Someone must be within reaching distance of her at all times. She probably won't like us taking such strict measures, but it has to be done to ensure her safety. I also want the pin changed on the gates once a day at random intervals. Never at the same time of day or the same distance from the last change. Only the three of us will know the pin. Anyone else has to wait at the gate to be checked in by one of us three.”
Jasper took a breath then said seriously, “As of right now, we are on full lock down. Char, you and Bella can go through the rooms one at a time to slowly make lists of what you want to get for the house. Make it a time for you to get to know each other more, and do what you can of shopping online. There's a lot more sunny days here than there was in Forks, so she should understand. I don't want her to get bored. When she gets bored, she gets antsy and distressed. That leads to crazy decisions that usually get her hurt. That's how Phoenix happened. It might also push her into another episode... we could do without those right now. I think when she gets up we should give her the dose for today. We all put her little body though a workout this morning, plus she needs to start the coconut today, anyway. We'll work it all out... we have to.”
I leaned in to kiss Jasper slowly, reveling in the feeling of his tongue against mine again after so long. I felt a warm soft hand on my thigh, then heard a sleepy voice say, “You two look so sexy kissing. Now I wish I hadn't fallen asleep and missed most of it.”
We all chuckled, then Peter said, “Little One, ya haven't been asleep more than an hour. Ya need more rest. Ya didn't miss anythin' anyway. They just locked lips right before ya woke.”
She stretched like a cat, humming contentedly, then said, “Well, I want my Ipod and a shower. Would you like to keep a girl company in that huge ass shower, Char?”
I smirked at her, “Are you sure you don't want the boys to join? Maybe we could get them to take us against the shower walls.”
She moaned while saying, “I think you're right, Char. Somebody needs to grab the Ipod, but I don't know if I should get up or not. I fell asleep without anything protecting me, so I'm bound to be a mess.”
Jasper was already crawling between her legs as Peter and I rushed out to get all their bags.
Ten minutes, three intense orgasms, two aroused mates, and one very happy Jasper later, our belongings had been brought into the front entrance. Peter and Char had caught the second half of us playing, and got very aroused at the show. My Ipod and speakers had been brought into the bathroom, plugged in, then set on the shelf on the wall. I flipped through the songs, and found the ones I wanted setting them up to play. I picked Uninvited by Alanis Morissette, Fantasy by Mariah Carey and Boyz2Men vocal version, Forgiven by Alanis Morissette, and finally Lacrymosa by Evanescence.
My vampires still hadn't joined me, so I called that I was getting in without them. I heard Char say to go ahead and they would be here in a second. The were mixing my scented oil shower gel, shampoo and conditioner. I hit play before hopping in without them. I leaned my hands on the shower wall, singing my first selection.
By the time I got to the middle of Fantasy, they were climbing into the shower with me. Char immediately wrapped herself around me as I continued to sing. She whispered into my skin while kissing across my collarbone, “You have the most sensual voice ever, My Sweet.”
I moaned as I wove my fingers into her hair, gripping her to me before letting my head fall back. “You are a siren, to be sure. Your song calls us, draws us to you. It's impossible to resist your song... to resist your body and soul. Let me worship you, My Goddess.”
Her hands were slippery wet, and felt so different sliding up my skin than Jasper's or Peter's. They felt irresistible. I grabbed her ass with one of my hands as I kept the other in her hair.
I crushed myself to her, sliding one of my legs between hers, then kissed her with all the need I felt for her. “Jasper, show her... show her how much,” I panted into Char's mouth.
Char cried out a second later, “It's so much! You need me... so much right now... it makes my chest hurt.”
I whispered into her skin as my lips glided across her, “That's because I need you so much that I can't breathe unless my body is crushed against yours... unless I'm making love to you.”
I kissed her again and backed her into the shower wall, taking her wrists to bring them above her head. I leaned my weight on them with one hand, then slid the fingertips of the other hand down her cheek, “Feel me, Char,” down her neck, “Let me... Let me show you,” across her collarbone, “touch you,” twirled around her nipples, “tease you,” down her ribs and lower stomach in a teasing pattern, “make you beg me to let you cum.”
I slid my fingers down her slit to her entrance, widened her stance with my knee, then thrust my fingers deeply into her, twisting and curling them as I did. My thumb went to her clit, rubbing and tapping it. “Cum for me Char. Cum on my fingers, then I'm going to make you cum on my tongue. Fuck, your sweet little pussy is so tight around my fingers, Char. Cum for me...Now, Char!”
I bit her nipple roughly, flicked my tongue, sucked hard, slammed my fingers into her, then deeply curled them. She cried out in ecstasy, cumming all over my fingers.
I hurriedly whispered for the boys to each grab an arm and a leg. I didn't let her come down from her orgasm. I kept thrusting my fingers, curling as I dropped to my knees, then bit her clit. After a few seconds I released the bite and flattened my tongue against it, licking as I moaned into her sensitive flesh.
She screamed, releasing a rush of her delicious fluids into my open mouth... one of the three sweetest fucking tastes in the world. “Fuck Char, that's it... keep cumming for me. Flood my mouth, Hun. So fucking sweet.”
I moaned loudly, biting down on her clit again as I slid two fingers in her ass from my other hand, thrusting both of them together. That did it; she flooded my mouth. I took every bit she gave me as I released the bite while moaning continuously.
I slowed my movements gently, licking my way up her body. I kissed her passionately, then said, “I love the way you taste on my tongue... that you can fill my mouth with your essence for me to drink down. Fucking incredible. You want to watch our mates fuck me Char? You want to watch their cocks sliding in and out of me deeply?”
She moaned into my neck, so I nodded to the boys. They set her gently on the long seat in the shower, then Jasper laid back diagonally on the floor. I mounted him, then as I slid down, we both moaned. I rolled my hips to take him further as he crushed his lips to mine. I reached behind me for Peter, so he slid into position. “Take me, Peter. Let Char watch as you fuck my tight ass.”
He growled as he slid in slowly. When he was all the way seated, I rolled my hips again. I cried out, “So deep... so big... Oh, God... Please move. I need you both to fuck me. Shit, please!”
They both started thrusting, but I needed more. Jasper felt it, thrusting a bit harder, then Peter followed suit. I was whimpering their names, crying out in bliss. Char got in the mix to twist my nipples, hard. I slammed myself down on them as hard as I could, screaming, “Fucking Christ, Char! Oh, yes! Harder, please, harder.”
The guys were owning me with every thrust, their hands joined on my hips. Char was attacking my nipples, biting down, twisting them, flicking with her tongue. I cried out as my orgasm hit, tears streaming down my face as I came and came. I was shuddering, breathing brokenly as my orgasm subsided.
I lay completely spent curled up against Jasper, Char was laying next to us with her head on Jasper's shoulder, and Peter was cleaning Jasper with his tongue. When he finished cleaning Jasper, he came to crawl between my legs.
I still had tears in my eyes. My voice was cracking, but I managed to say, “Please be gentle. I'm totally spent.”
He nodded before very gently parting my folds. He winced as he did, so I knew something was wrong. Peter whispered something to low for me to hear, but I heard my three vampires hissing.
Before I could ask what they were talking about, Jasper whispered, “I'm so sorry Darlin'. Between us being so big compared to you and you slamming down on us, well... you tore badly. Which one of us would you prefer to heal you?”
I instantly said, “If Peter feels he can, let him. He's already examined the area.”
Peter nodded as he lowered himself to just above my core. He whispered, “I'll be as gentle as possible, but it will sting some. Relax as much as you can. I'll take care of you, Little One.”
He parted my folds again, then I felt the sting in several places. “AHH, fuck! There's more than one tear.”
I screamed, then whimpered in pain. Peter kept going as gently as possible, I didn’t want them to feel guilty, so I bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out.
When he reached the main tear at me perineum, I couldn't hold it back anymore. I screamed and cried, “God damnit that fucking hurts. Shit!”
All my muscles tensed; I was shuddering and gasping through the pain. I grabbed Jasper's hand, squeezed as I cried hoarsely, not letting up until almost 10 minutes after Peter finished healing me. Throughout the whole thing, I could hear Char telling me to let it out, to let all the pain out. Not to hold it in. To let it flow through me, out of me like a river... and I did.
My lungs felt like they were on fire and my throat was raw to the point I had lost my voice. Char and Peter were purring softly to me, stroking my skin. Jasper was curled around me tightly. I looked up at him with a heaving breath, but he looked like he had been crying. The water from the shower flowed like tears down his face, the venom in his eyes pooled to where he almost couldn't see. If he needed breath, I'd say that he wouldn't be able to breathe at all. He looked how I felt. I buried my head back in his chest, clinging to him like a life preserver.
When my breathing calmed and my tears finally stopped, Jasper lifted me in his arms before grabbing a towel from the rack. He held me out from his body as Peter wrapped the towel around me, then he carried me to the bed.
That's when I realised. I was lost in my pain... but I didn't have an episode. The three of them together were the key. I didn't lose it to the point where my powers flared.
I was extremely weak from the pain, causing Peter to ask if there was anything he could get me. I made the sign for a pad and pencil with my fingers, acting like they were writing on my hand. Peter grabbed a set out of the nightstand drawer. I wrote on the paper.
Can't talk. Lost voice while screaming. Throat too raw. Please get milk, milk, and milk. All three types... in tall glasses. Also feel like I need seafood. Do we have any?
Peter said out loud, “Yes we have jumbo clams and shrimp. Both extremely fresh. Which would ya prefer, and how would ya like them done?”
The clams, please. Steamed. Any sweet cream butter, parsley, and old bay?
Peter nodded, and I wrote :
Just a pinch or two of old bay and a few of chopped parsley in the melted butter. Leave the clams in the shell, drizzle the butter mixture over it. That's all. Hurry back please, there's something we all need to talk about. I had another epiphany while Jasper was carrying me in here.
I showed it to Peter, then let Jasper and Char see it as Peter dashed out of the room. They both nodded, then Jasper breathed into my shoulder, “Are you okay? I'm so used to not making you feel things, that I didn't even think to take the pain from you until it was too late. The damage had already been done. Please tell me you are alright. Tell me we're alright.”
I grabbed his chin, nudging for him to look at me. I looked deep into him, and instantly felt the pull of recognition. I saw how brilliant my piece was, then sighed in relief. Then I closed my eyes and searched inside myself to find my piece of him. It was just as brilliant as mine, so I smiled at him. I pointed at him, mouthing 'you', then at my eyes and mouthed 'look'. Then mouthed it together, 'you look'.
He looked deeply, smiling after only a split second, then let out a relieved breath. I mouthed 'love you' and he hugged me to him. “I love you too, Darlin'. I'm so relieved we're okay. It felt like we were breaking. I felt all of it too, but I couldn't make it stop. I'm so sorry.”
I took the pad and pen, then wrote:
Jasper, this wasn't your fault. If I recall correctly, I'm the one who got over excited and slammed myself down on not one, but 2 very well endowed vampire cocks, at the same time. I'm also the one who didn't feel all the tears happening and put a stop to it. I truly didn't feel them. The only way I knew something was wrong, was when Peter winced as he looked. Before that I didn't feel a thing. I swear. It was a mistake, an accident. We know now that we can't get that rough. We have to tone back a tiny bit. This morning? That better NOT stop. The roughness to the degree in the shower needs to stop until I'm turned. I agree with that. You aren't going to let the Major play until after I'm turned, are you? (not including episodes)
“Darlin', I think it's safe to let the Major play still. You'll just be bound so you can't go thrusting down too hard or tear again... or I'll have to hold your hips so you can't move them. As far as the first part, yes, that's a must. No more of that until after you're turned. This morning can happen every time if you want it to, but not until you're fully healed. None until you're healed.”
I reluctantly nodded as he hugged me tight to him. I looked over, only to see Char sitting in a chair with her legs curled up into her chest, looking out the window. I took the pen in hand to write to Jasper:
She needs me. I feel it. Wait. How am I able to feel it? Did we...?
Jasper just nodded before writing quickly:
She's afraid you'll be upset with her. You were very demanding in your need with her. You were in a dominant position and she wholly submitted herself to you. Even though the words weren't said, you claimed her as yours completely. She wholeheartedly accepted you as her everything. You're feeling her because she's stressed. She feels like your bond with her did that to you. Talk to her. Let her know how you feel. She loves you Darlin', just like the rest of us. She just needs a little TLC.
I got up and walked over to Char. I gently helped her put her legs down, then crawled up on her lap. I was sending her all the love I feel for her, hoping she got it. I stroked her neck, placed kisses on her shoulder. The whole time I was whispering in a croaked voice from my throat being so raw, “Come back to me, Char. I miss you. I'm right here in your arms. I'm fine Char. Come back to me, Honey. I love you, Char. You need to come back now, so you can yell at me for scaring the shit out of you. Come on, Honey. Tell me you love me. Tell me you hate me. Scream, cry, anything. Don't just sit here like a statue, Char, I can't take it. I need my Char. We can fix whatever is wrong as long as we're together. I need to tell you my epiphany, Char. I need my beautiful, bashful, loving, Char that worries when she isn't near her mates. You are my mate Charlotte, and you need to come back to me now.”
I lifted my head, then brought her chin towards me so that I could see her eyes. They were dark red and blank. Oh shit.
I centered myself, then looked deep into myself. I found the piece of Char I carried with me. It was the same size and shape as Jasper and Peter's, and just as healthy. There was nothing wrong with her piece, so I came back to myself, before looking deeply into Char's eyes. I searched and searched for the pull, but I couldn't find it.
I started to cry. I looked over to Jasper as I broke down. Could it be gone? No I won't let it be. He rushed to me, asking, “What did you see, Darlin'?”
I cried into him that I couldn't find her piece of me. “I can feel her need for me but I can't find the piece. I can't go to her.”
Her eyes, they were the key. In a voice not my own, I heard myself say, “Blood... she needs it, but it must be mine. I can fix us. It has to be me. I won't be able to reach her until she has my blood. You and Peter find a safe way to give her my blood... fast. She's been like this for too long already.”
I choked out a sob, then Peter and Jasper were talking a mile a minute.
“Wasting too much time!” I choked.
They came to me, then finally Peter said, “We think we figured a way. We'll have to cut ya and drain the blood into the turkey baster. Then one of us will bring it in to feed it to her. When it's done, ya can come back in. The one that stays with ya will heal the wound.”
Jasper spoke, “It's the only way we can think without you being at risk, but you've been through enough pain. If you do this, I will not let you feel it. I will take every bit, and you won't stop me.”
I nodded, “Let's hurry.”
I got up after whispering to Char, “I'll be right back my Char. I love you.” Then I walked from the room and Jasper whisked me down the stairs to the kitchen.
I hopped up on the counter as both of them looked at me. I looked into their eyes; they both had bright glittering eyes, so I knew they were in control. I nodded, holding out the arm that was cut by the glass on my birthday. At least this time I would be awake when Jasper healed it. I handed Peter the turkey baster that was next to me on the counter. He took the bulb off the top while placing his finger over the bottom, to not lose any of the blood. I took a deep breath, centered myself, and said, “Now, you must do it now, Jasper.”
He cut over my scar. The blood immediately started flowing. I closed my eyes and focused.
Char. I love you. You need to come back to me. I can't live without you. Let me in, Char. Let me in to fix it. We'll be okay if you can come back to me. It's not your fault. I love you, My Char. I need My Char.
“That's enough. Heal her wound. I'll be right back. I love you, Little One.”
Peter kissed my forehead, so I smiled softly as I opened my eyes. I frowned as I thought out loud, “I wasted too much time. I didn't check her eyes first. I just crawled in her lap and tried talking to her. I didn't follow my instincts. If anything...” I choked on that thought. The sob that came out was broken.
As Jasper tended to the wound, my hand automatically went to his hair. He licked my arm several times while holding the wound closed. He purred, which made me feel somewhat better. I hadn't felt an iota of pain from the time my arm was cut to the time he finished healing me. As soon as the healing was complete, Peter was here telling me he was done feeding Char. It was safe to go.
When we got to the room, my hand paused on the door handle. “Listen carefully. You two are going to have to trace again like when I healed us. Peter, place Char at the head of the bed against the headboard. I need to be straddling her like I did Jasper in the truck. No matter what, push every good emotion into the trace you have... both of you. I don't know how long this will take, but as soon as it's done, I'll have an episode. All of you. Major needs to take control, but I'll need all of you, and I'll need to be bound in the playroom when I come to. As soon as Char wakes move me to the playroom... don't wait. Major needs to be on game as soon as my eyes open. My design will start to change during the episode. We have to get in there now. I love you both.”
I opened the door. Peter immediately whispered to Char as he picked her up to place her on the bed. I crawled into her lap so I was straddling her with our chests pressed together, our foreheads touching and my hands were on either side of her face. I breathed her beautiful scent deeply, whispering, “I love you, My Char. I'm coming to bring you back to me. You must come back to me.”
I took a few deep breaths to center myself, then said, “It's time. I'll see you as soon as I can, my mates.”
I looked deep into her eyes while concentrating. I focused on finding the pull. Searching it out and finding it. When I finally felt it, it was so deep and weak, I knew that I needed to feed and nurture it, but Char needed to stand with me to help, or it wouldn't be enough.
I retreated, concentrated on finding her... on where she had fallen to. I ended up in a blank room with only the chair from our room in the center. Char was in the position I had seen earlier, and I knew I had to go to her. I stopped in front of her, then she gasped at the site of the inner me. She dropped her legs down, so I quickly crawled into her lap.
I spoke to her, told her what was happening... that she had retreated into herself after the shower scene. I told her that I couldn't find our bond when I was outside of her, and it scared me... that this was the only way I could reach her. If she wanted our bond to thrive, I needed her help to heal it.
We walked hand-in-hand to the piece of me she held, but she sobbed at the sight. I looked at her. “Char, Peter's physically looked a lot worse than this. We can do this. We didn't voice our claiming in words when it happened, only emotions. We need to hold it between us, feed it our emotions and words. We have finish that part of the claiming. No matter how many times it takes to repeat the words, I will say them until you believe. That's the only way our bond will heal.”