Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen
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Jasper
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Can I just say that I hate animals. Well not really.

They’re damn annoying though and it was bad enough with just Miggs‘. Now having the dime size pain in the ass; life was something else entirely. Like this morning for instance, I was content that I had absolutely nothing to do today but stay
it in bed with my beautiful wife.

No you were not mistaken, I said wife.

But as I was saying, I had nothing to do but stay wrapped up in the plush comforts of my honeymoon cabin with my stunning, pregnant wife until that little shit decides the ideal wake up call would be his lizard like tongue being stuffed up my nose.

And just an FYI, little dogs have hands down, the worst breath.

I almost broke Bella’s nose as I jerked awake so hard. I guess I shouldn’t bitch too much the jackass just wanted out and he could have wet the bed instead. I’ll take nose licking to bed wetting any day.

Bella had freaked out so badly over leaving Miggs’ when she traveled to Ireland that I couldn’t stand to put her through it again; it was the only reason Ugly and Uglier were even here.

I was utterly surprised the night of Alice’s wedding when Bella told me she wanted to get married. I even laughed at her. Yeah, that didn’t go over well.

“Blackbird, we are getting married or didn’t you get the memo?” I teased her.

Bella gave me that scowl; you know the one I’m talkin’ about. The one that induces the shrinkage of my male anatomy. Yeah, that one.

“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” Bella huffed at me, and you’d think I’d know when to just shut up and nod my head like a good man.

Nope, not me.

‘Cause I didn’t know. Color me confused but I hadn’t the silliest fucking notion as to what she was talking about. I tried going over the facts in my head but they really didn’t help me out with this one. I mean, I knew we were getting married and I was kinda freaked out when I proposed but I was there.

Bella was eyeing me expectantly like she could will the answer out of my mouth but all I could manage was the Scooby Doo face. “Rut-ro, Raggy”.

Bella looked terribly hurt; tears were spilling from her beautiful eyes, her lips were trembling and I immediately had two pissed off ankle biters growling and snapping my direction. I had absolutely no clue as to what I had done. I was having one of those “Tigger” scratch your head and “Tink. Tink.” moments but no matter how many conclusions I came to, none of them seemed to fit what was happening here. I had to chalk it up to the fact that for one, I am a guy and therefore will never understand the inner-workings of the female brain. Two, Bella was pregnant and prone to vile mood swings. Three, Anything I say right now will only make it worse.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity Bella sobbed out, “You don’t want to get married now.”

And just like that I was confused again. Did this girl not know that I would marry her being dangled over a cliff in my underwear if that’s what it took? I’d marry her this very second if the preacher wasn’t wasted and sleeping it off in one of the guest rooms.

I set my guitar back into its case and approached the bed carefully. No need to lose a toe this evening to a couple of snarly, mangy dogs. I took Bella into my arms and she immediately snuggled into my chest, weeping harder.

“Baby, stop.” I told her in a tight voice. “I can’t stand to see you cry.”
I tilted her chin, so our eyes met and she tried to force a smile that just wasn’t there. “Bella, I didn’t understand what you were saying before, do you want to get married sooner rather than later?” I asked her and kissed her sweet button nose.

Bella nodded, frantically, causing me to chuckle and earning me another warning growl from Bella’s companions. “Baby,” I said. “If you want to get married next week, I’m all for it, whenever, just say the word. Alright?”

“Okay,” she breathed.

~~

Alice and Garrett had caught a flight out of Dublin later that night and we didn’t get let them in on our happy news but I wasn’t worried about it. Alice and Garrett had just bought their first condo just a few blocks from ours so I was sure we’d be seeing plenty of them when they returned.

Was Alice gonna be mad as Hell that she couldn’t be there? Yes. Was that going to stop me? Hell no.

After going over many thoughts and ideas we decided to have out impromptu wedding at a destination close to home. Insuring that if there was any emergency in Chicago we wouldn’t be half way around the world. Bella said she wanted to go somewhere that would be more laid back and she did mention something about ordering greasy food without snobby fuckers staring at her.

I laughed at that, she was already gaining quite the appetite.

Personally I was sick of international travel and what Bella had in mind suited me just fine.

It wasn’t a hard decision of where to go. Bella had already had it all planned in her head and I wasn’t about to argue with her. We would head south staying in several different locations from Tennessee to Virginia. My favorite would have to be the chalet we would be staying in for the wedding and a week of our honeymoon nestled in the Great Smoky Mountains.

The hard part was convincing the family not to rough shot over our plans. We had already called an officiate in Tennessee and had everything ready to be inspected upon our arrival. The family wouldn’t be happy about such a small wedding but in Bella’s words, “They would just have to get the fuck over it”.

In the end it was decided that Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, Rose, Granny Platt and Alistair would be the ones joining us.  Auntie Rue, Peter and Charlotte had to get back to Texas for business.  I didn’t care. Frankly we didn’t want to take as many as we were and I had news for any of them that were thinking they were staying after the wedding.

My girl wanted alone time and that was what she was gonna’ get.

I didn’t exactly oppose the idea either. I liked the though of having my naked wife trapped in a secluded cabin off the beaten path with no Emmett for miles to bother us.

A man could get spoiled like that.

I, along with Bella and the family departed from Ireland that next week flying straight into Knoxville, TN so the girls could shop and prepare while we men would take care of the leg work.

Our wedding had definitely been different from what my family might have imagine; a small wooden chapel overlooking a scenic mountain view and I was proud of my girl for picking the perfect site.

The expressions of our family seeing our officiate for the first time ranged from shock to
amusement. The man was in his sixties with a white beard and dressed in over-hauls with a black waist coat. Bella let loose a excited squeal when she saw him. He was perfect.

Bella had decided on semi-formal with a twist. She would wear white and I would wear a tux but they were not of the everyday variety. Her dress was a short strapless number; simple and elegant. My tux kicked ass; dark distressed leather vest under my pinstriped jacket and red silk pocket square.

The ceremony was short and sweet only taking just a little under a half an hour from start to finish. I hadn’t paid attention to any of it anyway. My mind was stuck on the stunning woman pledging her love to me for the rest of our lives.

Afterward we did the family thing. Carlisle and Esme insisted that we have a small reception back at our chalet. It was just as laid back as the wedding with; a small cake, a couple of drinks and then I sent their asses packin’. I didn’t even feel sorry about it.
 

Like I said earlier Bella and I hadn’t left the chalet since we arrived. Pregnancy had made my little woman insatiable not that I’d ever complain but I was sure the Realtor and the clean-up crew might. We had literally fucked and made love on every available surface throughout.

It had started to snow on our second night and that is where I find myself now, freezing my balls off in fifteen degree weather waiting for two stubborn dogs to do their business. Tennessee was no where near as cold as Chicago would be right now but it was still fucking cold.

“Hurry the fuck up.” I whined at tiny creatures at my feet. “It can’t take you this long to find somewhere to take a shit.”

The dogs were more bundled up than I was. Bella had made sure they were properly packed for a winter in the mountains. “Can’t have them getting sick,” she tells me. You’d think she’d worry more about her husband and his frozen baby makers.

Yeah, I was pouting.

I almost fuckin’ giggled with joy when Bernie yipped signaling that he was finally finished and we could finally return to the warmth of the cabin.
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“Jazz.” Bella called from our bedroom as I entered through the back door. “Can you come here for a sec?”

“Sure babe.” I wasn’t doing anything anyways.

I headed for the spacious master bedroom wondering what she would need. Hoping it was something like eating her pussy or fucking her senseless.

Hey! I’m a guy and aloud to dream. Bella is beautiful and pregnant with my child. I can’t help it, nothing made me want her more.

I quickly retracted that thought as my jaw hit the floor when I entered.  If I hadn’t wanted to do naughty things to her before, I certainly did now.  Bella was sprawled across the bed wearing a tiny blue tank top, panties, thigh high stockings and cowboy boots.

Fucking cowboy boots!

“Come here, Cowboy,”  Bella purred spreading her legs wide and crooking her finger at me.  She moaned loudly as she grazed her clit.  Her face was flushed and her eyes dark as she pulled her hand out and offered me two fingers.

“Well?”  She asked cocking her brow at me.

I snarled at her jerking off my hoodie.  Kneeling beside her I sucked her fingers into my mouth, groaning with pleasure.  Fuck her taste was out of this world.

“Take those off,”  I commanded pulling at the sides of her lingerie.  “I wanna’ see that kitty.”

“Yes!”  she hissed tugging like a mad woman at the offending piece of fabric.

When my baby was bare and glistening before me I shrugged off my jeans and crawled on all fours till I reached the center of the bed and the Promised Land between Bella’s thighs.  I ran my nose up her slit, lingering at her engorged sweet spot.

“Fuck Jazz.  Don’t tease me,”  Bella pleased while grabbing fistfuls of my hair and guiding my mouth were she so desperately needed me.  “Please.”

I chuckled at her.  “Don’t worry, Blackbird. I’ll take care of you,”  I told her parting her silky folds, pressing my tongue flat against her sex and sucking her into a frenzy.  Bella was mewling and bucking against my mouth.  She was pulling at my hair almost to the point of pain making me growl and squeeze her hips harder.

I relentlessly fucked her with my mouth continually rotating my tongue and the use of my fingers to penetrate her tight hole.

“Jazz… I’m gonna’…” She panted as her pussy clamped down on my fingers.

“That’s it baby girl,”  I cooed stroking her clit faster and increasing the speed at which I fucked her with my fingers.  “Cum for me.  Cum on my fingers.”

“FUCK…”  She screamed.  I removed my fingers but never breaking the strokes to her swollen skin as the sweet juices dripped from her entrance.

I was impossibly hard and needing to feel her around me.  I drug her by her thighs to the edge of the bed propping her legs on my shoulder.  I gave no warning as I slammed into her, pounding the slick flesh of her dripping pussy.  I fucked her like a wild animal while, gnashing my teeth and growling with every thrust.

“Yes…”  I hissed.  “Your pussy’s so tight…so good.”

I could already feel the coiling in my abdomen and I new my orgasm was rapidly approaching. Sweat was falling from my brow like rainwater and Bella was screaming beneath me telling me she needed to cum again.

“Yeah, baby cum on my cock,” I told her maneuvering my thumb to tease her clit once again.

“Harder Jazz... I need…” Bella wasn’t making sense but I knew what she needed regardless. My baby liked it rough. I spread her legs placing the heels of her feet on the ledge of the bed, hunkering down, threading my fingers through her hair using it as my handles and pulling it tight as I fucked her harder.

“I’m cumming!”  Bella screamed as her core clenched my member like a vice, milking me.  I thrust twice more before following her over the edge yelling out as I came.

I flopped down beside her; spent and trying to catch my breath as I caressed Bella tiny baby bump.  You really couldn’t tell if you didn’t know her body as intimately as I did.  But it excited me; the first signs of my child were forming.  I couldn’t wait.

“I love you, Mr. Whitlock,”  Bella mumbled in a sleepy voice and I knew Bella would be napping for a few hours now.

“I  love you so much, Mrs. Whitlock.”

As I lay there my eyes grew heavy and I decided that a nap didn’t seem like such a bad idea.

~~
I heard my work phone ringing from the living room but I loathed getting my ass out of bed to answer it.

I did however, notice the opposite side of the bed was cold which meant Bella was already awake.  I knew she would get it for me.  Sure enough I heard the door creak open and I rolled on my side to smile at my girl.  But she looked worried and she had my phone pressed to her ear.

I was instantly on alert.  I sat up slightly panicked.  “Baby?  What’s wrong, darlin’?”

“It’s Em, he says it’s an emergency,”  she told me as she passed me the phone.

I took it and growled into the receiver.  “Report,”  I barked.

“Jazz, I got some bad news.”  Emmett sounded exhausted and extremely upset.

When I didn’t answer he knew to get on with it.  It had better be damn important, I thought to myself.

“Alistair’s in the hospital. He was attacked.”

“What?” I gasped out in disbelief.

“Cornered at his house. Three of his guards are dead,”  he continued.

My brain instantly switched from loving husband to family leader; my thoughts going through the who’s and the how’s. “I want our best at the hospital at all times. He dies they die, get it?”

“Already done,” he told me confidently. I could hear Rosalie in the back ground demanding to speak with Bella, and Emmett telling her to let me handle it. Damn straight. Bella didn’t need anyone telling her until I knew more about what happened.

“What do we know?”

“It was definitely the Volturi. They left... fuck!” He yelled as frustration set in. “They left a
calling card...” he trailed off and I knew by the tone of his voice that he didn’t want to tell me.

“What was it?” I asked dread seeping into my spine.

Emmett sighed and told Rosalie to go into the other room. I could hear the phone shuffling as he attempted to whisper.  “Fuck, dude it was so bad. Randell found a message written in blood and a jar filled with formaldehyde with a head in it. The head was branded with the Volturi crest.”

“What was the message?”

“It said “Volturi Whore” but that’s not the problem. We had our guys at CPD identify the head; the dental records match Renee’s.”

My head was swimming. Renee; Bella’s mother and the woman who was thought to have run off with a lover when Bella was just a toddler.

Dead.

I tried to reason what all of this meant. Emmett was silent for a long while before he whispered again.

“Jazz, we think the Volturi are targeting Bella.”

I dropped the phone.