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She met him on the stairs, stopping three steps above where Jasper stood. Her smooth fingers reached out and brushed lightly over his cheek leaving hot trails behind. She moved down one stair, watching him, bringing her eyes on the same level with his, but they were trained on his lips.
“What are you doing to me?” he asked in a whisper, and he swallowed thickly. “What have you been doing to me?”
“You’re going to be mine.” Bella’s deep brown eyes moved up to meet his tawny ones. “You are mine. I’ve known since I was in Volterra. The dazzle, the thrall … the glamour … whatever you want to call it.” She waved her left hand in the air. “The hold Edward had over me was broken the moment Aro touched his hand to read his mind. Edward said I was his mate, and Marcus looked up at me and shook his head, but I already knew.” She moved down another step, placing her body closer to his. She was so close that he could feel her warmth sinking into his cold skin.
Her fingers slid along his jaw until they reached the point of his chin. “The tie to Edward that I thought I had felt was broken. Alice knew then, too. She had a vision, but she was somehow able to hide it from Edward.” She slowly brought her lips up to his, nearly touching him. “We think he didn’t see it because Aro was in his mind.” Her soft lips lightly touched his firm ones. “You know. You know you don’t belong to Alice. You’ve always known. And you weren’t surprised when Alice gave you divorce papers.”
He was stunned that Bella knew about that, but she and Alice had been spending quite a bit of time together. Alice must have told her despite that fact they had agreed not to tell anyone.
No. Alice had said they shouldn’t tell Edward, and Jasper had diligently kept it from him.
He looked at Bella with a new appreciation.
“But last September …”
“Last September you were trying to protect me from Edward. If you had tasted my blood then we both would have known we were mates.” Her right hand slid down his chest to his waist, and the very tip of her tongue flicked over his lips. “Alice and I discussed it over and over and decided that she never had a vision of me cutting my finger because I wasn’t in danger from you. We all know Edward shoved me into that table to get me away from him.”
Bella kissed him and his iron control broke. His arms were around her, crushing her to his body, and his lips were at her ear. “I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you, but I fought against it. I was with Alice. I thought … I thought it was just because you smelled so sweet. Maybe I was just feeling Edward’s obsession with you. He couldn’t read your mind, but I could always feel your emotions, and I thought …”
“No. You could at first, but once I heard what you could do, I worked at blocking them from you. Even though I thought I loved Edward, I wanted you more and more, and I thought I was such a … such a slut for that.”
When he pulled his face from her hair to protest, both of her hands were clutching his cheeks, and she stared intently into his darkening eyes.
“I’ve been hiding it from you, but this is how I feel, Jasper.” She let loose the wall she had carefully built around her feelings for him. Feelings that had nearly gone out of control the moment she had seen him at the airport when she had returned from that horrific trip to Italy to save Edward. She couldn’t regret that she had gone with Alice and had helped to save him. Her only regret was she had allowed herself to be swayed and controlled by him. She had allowed herself to be kept from Jasper—but no longer.
She released all the pent up love and longing she held for him, and he gasped as it crashed over him and filled him completely.
His mouth covered hers, and he forced his tongue between her lips, craving her taste. It was like he was suddenly on fire he wanted her so badly. When her lust and desire flowed through him, he tore the blue jeans from her body and pressed his hardening dick against her hip. He had to have her. He had to be inside her. He had never wanted anything as much as he wanted her in that moment.
“Upstairs,” he said, groaning as he pushed against her again. “We should go upstairs.”
“No,” she demanded. “No, I want you now.” Her hands slid down his sides and fumbled with the hem of his T-shirt as she yanked it from the waistband of his jeans. When it was free, her hands were on his cool skin, burning him; her desire setting him aflame.
He held her firmly with his left arm, and his right hand moved quickly to unfasten the button of his own jeans. He was nearly overwhelmed with lust for her.
Bella’s thumbs hooked in the waistband of his jeans and shoved them down, releasing his straining dick, her own lust feeding into his.
“But the stairs …” He couldn’t think. His mind was consumed with her scent and her need. He ached for her.
Her right hand grazed over his ass and quickly slid forward, her fingertips lightly brushing over his dick. He shivered at her tentative touch.
He lowered her to the stairs, setting her gently on the tread and bracing his left arm against the others so that her soft skin would not be bruised.
“Bella, I think that you’re a virgin and …” he began hesitantly.
“I am, and I want you. I want to be yours,” she stated vehemently. “Enough time has been wasted—time I could have spent with you—and I don’t want to wait anymore.”
Her hands drifted up his sides and to his back. Everywhere her skin touched his tingled, and he felt delicious shockwaves of electricity pulse through him.
He wanted her but he also wanted to give her the chance to change her mind. He could sense how determined she was, but he had to be sure. “What about Edward?”
Anger flashed through her deep brown eyes. “Alice sent everyone else to Seattle to go shopping. I officially broke up with Edward this morning, and Alice took him hunting. Jasper, you are starting to really annoy me, but I still want you. I love you. I want to make love with you.”
“You planned this.”
“Yes!” she said with exasperation. “Because you’re mine, and I will have you.”
His heart swelled at her declaration, and he knew that what he was feeling for her was adoration. He glanced down at her soft, pink lips and back up to her liquid eyes. “I … I want you, but it’s going to hurt.”
Finally, a blush crept up her cheeks. “I’ve done some reading on the internet. It … it won’t hurt very long.”
He stared into her eyes and felt the truth of every word that she spoke. He felt her certainty and resolve. He felt her love wrap around him like a warm blanket, and he had never experienced anything like it before.
“Jasper, I need you. Now.”
He needed her. He wanted to be with her. He couldn’t wait to be inside her. Venom pooled in his mouth, and he licked his fingers. He spread it over the head of his dick and guided it to her hot entrance.
She gripped his waist and looked at him with determination. “Jasper, you’re mine. You’ve always been mine.” She reached up and licked over his lips. “I want you, and I’m going to make you mine.” Her hands slid up his sides, and she hooked her right leg over his hips. “Jasper, please,” she pleaded breathily. “Feel how much I need you.”
All the lust and desire she felt poured into him, and he was helpless to resist her.
“Ohhh,” he groaned and slid deliberately into her heat, gripping her left hip and shuddering at the sensations of hot and tight and smooth. “Oh. Oh, God. Bella, oh, God. I don’t know if I can …”
“It’s okay. I’m okay,” Bella panted quickly. “I’m yours. Only yours. I love you, Jasper. You’re mine. You’re all mine.” Her elation and sense of possession coiled around him and bound him to her.
A low growl started in his chest, and he battled against the urge to pull back and slam into her, take her, again and again.
All his muscles tightened and strained with the effort to keep from hurting her fragile human body. He shifted his feet on the stairs, drawing up his right leg and eased his hips slowly away from her. As he pushed into her again, the low growl grew louder, and he knew she was his. With every cell in his body he knew he belonged to her. He was only hers, and she belonged to him.
“You’re mine.” He drew his tongue up the side of her throat. “Mine.” He growled into her ear and willed his fingers not to grip her neck more firmly.
“Yes.” She panted and pressed her lips to his jaw. “Yes. Yours, Jasper. Yours.”
He thrust smoothly into her again, and his teeth grazed over the heated skin of her shoulder. He was shocked at the strength of the urge, the compulsion to bite her and force his venom into her, and he snatched his teeth away.
“Ahhh.” Bella breathed out with a long sigh. “Jasper, I’m ready. I’m ready to be with you. I want to be with you. Always.”
“Are you?” he asked with a deep growl, his heart feeling as if it would burst with her admission. “Are you ready? Do you want to be with me? Do you want me?” He thrust into her again and placed his teeth at her throat. There was no doubt in his mind that he wanted her. He had always wanted her. His … soul … had yearned for her his entire existence, and she had come to him and filled the emptiness he had always carried.
“Yes. I always want you.”
Her arms went around him as he thrust into her, and his teeth sank into her throat.
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