Twilight Fanfiction; On Angel's Wing's.

Chapter warnings; Mentions of sex/language.

A/N: All my work is unbeta'd I usually come back when I have time and fix my errors. Due to my hectic schedule it's the best I can do, otherwise I would only post every six months...so yeah I am looking for a beta if there are any takers?

Chapter Six.

They followed him closely, the pull Bella felt towards her maker had not lessened nor abated in any way. The vampire beside her watched their interaction with interest. He knew Jasper best of all, for they had spent several decades together over the centuries. He wasn't Jasper's true blood brother at all. The story of their meeting and eventual friendship was a long and tangled one.

The were joined by the venom Jasper had used to piece him back together and a debt of gratitude that Peter felt would never be fully repaid. Jasper had saved him from certain death at the hands of a murderous evil bitch whom had almost been the end of him. Charlotte had been as stunning as she had been deadly, he had been completely taken in by her charm and sensuous sexuality. She had been so fucking gorgeous that it had blinded him to her true fickle nature

He had been about to die when Jasper had rescued him and then taught him the ropes in more ways than one. As a young and naive newborn he had been left by his maker, as was the case with many a newbie, to fend for himself. He had come across the golden godess Charlotte and had believed himself loved.

Immortal sex and powerful misplaced emotions had had him believing that he was in love. He had never stopped to question Charlotte's devotion until the day she had sacrificed him to save her own existence like he meant nothing at all to her, even after more than five years together. The shock had been so great, the betrayal so complete, that he had barely fought back as she had handed him over to the Volturi guards chasing them as a sacrificial lamb. His human skills had been all but lost due to the confusing barrage of vampire traits and gifts which had obliterated his knowledge of fighting with any obvious skill. It wasn't the same as fighting human and Peter didn't know how to control his new body properly.

Suddenly, Jasper had been there, so physically similar to himself that at first Peter had been stunned. They could have been brothers. Charlotte had fled leaving Jasper to fight off two guard members, a fight he won spectacularly.

Once Peter had recovered from his dismemberment and shock, Jasper had informed him that he would help him learn to fight as an immortal and remain hidden from the Volturi with success. Peter hadn't understood why Jasper would help him, until the much older immortal had admitted that he felt obligated to help, due to the fact that the Volturi guard had only chased Peter due to his strange resemblence to Jasper himself. The Volturi had received an anonymous tip that Jasper was in the area and had decended on an unsuspecting Peter with deadly force. This had resulted in Charlotte's defection.

After spending a few years together and Peter having learnt everything he could, they had become friends. The tall, blond and handsome duo were invincible and lacked neither for adventure nor women and men to entertain themselves. It was almost too easy when you were as handsome as gods.

Peter couldn't remember his human last name, he couldn't remember if he had known it to begin with. As an abandoned human child, born of the gutter and raised as a thief and a scoundrel, painful memories had been repressed and by the time he had been turned into an immortal at the age of twenty, he had been a street fighter with no remorse and no background to speak of.

Once Jasper had reminded his new body and mind of how to fight again, it had been simple to recall all the skills he had had as a human, except now he had a completely different arsenal and he fucking loved the sheer power and speed. Jasper had felt proud as he watched Peter develop into a skilled killer, their bond had deepened until without actual discussion, Peter had become known as his brother, adopting the name of Whitlock completely.

Peter watched him now and found himself intrigued. He could see that Jasper wanted Bella but he denied himself and her repeatedly. It was a curious thing to watch. Peter thought she was wonderful, beautiful and just so damn adorable. He wanted her for himself, but first he would find out what the connection between his brother and the the young beauty was.

They hunted together with stunning grace, their movements synchronised and their methods well practiced. Twin blond giants who moved with startling immortal grace and fluidity of movement which totally belied their size. Bella watched dazed and hugely aroused, as they created a macabre play before her eyes.

They had begun teaching her without actually saying so. Their mind as one as they corralled a pair of humans on the out skirts of the small town. Signalling for Bella to hang back this time, they silently stalked their prey. Bella found her self watching them both with equal intensity. They were just plain beautiful and even though her intense attraction to Jasper was foremost, she could appreciate Peters uncanny resemblence to her maker as well as his handsome features.

He was just so fucking hot, Bella's young body reacted instinctual to his magnetism.

Chiselled features and glittering red eyes which were intense and deadly, strummed more than one cord within her innocent body. He was lean and slightly less mucular than Jasper, sinuous as a jungle cat. Her reaction to him was just a natural reaction to a handsome man, but it bothered Jasper immensely. He tracked each emotion running through her body with out even being aware of it. The bond between them intensifying more by the minute. It's entertwined it's self around them and between them trying to seal their connection. Jasper still fought it, although it was becoming incredibly hard to ignore the pull he felt for her nubile curves and beautiful face.

His insides practically boiled with the strength of the lust he felt for her and let he remained outwardly stoic and unreadable. Only Peter could see the tension emanating from his friend.

Each time she looked at Peter and experienced a stab of longing pain shot through Jasper's insides almost bringing him to his knees. He just wanted, needed, to grab her and take her in every sense of the word. His hard, stone like flesh begged for the release that could only come from his mates embrace.

And yet he still denied himself.

She could do better than him, he silently argued with him self. He would always be a fugitive and a criminal in their world and it was no life for the sweet young girl before him. She deserved so much more than him, especially after what he had been through already in her short life. He felt old, ancient, and jaded compared to her. His lonely mind refused to even consider any other option concerning this. Bella wasn't for him and he didn't need more complications. It was a simple as that. He didn't stop to consider that no immortal had ever fought the mating thrall before, he was the first one to even try. He also didn't even allow himself to consider failure.

That just wasn't an option.

Peter was a lot younger than him and although he was a scoundrel, he was a good man underneath the cocky facade and legendary sexual poweress with women. He was charming and filled with laughing bullshit and people flocked to him like moths to a flame, usually to their intense pleasure. Whether they were human or immortal, Peter was never at a loss for words or actions.

He was the exact opposite to Jasper himself and even though no one would have guessed, it made the older immortal feel less than worthy. He was somber and more inclined to morose emo behaviour than laughing playfulness. He was dark and his smiles, when they came, were meaningful and deeply motivated. He was intensity and deep boiling passion rather than meaningless frivolity.

They were exact opposites even though they resembled each other with uncanny precision.

Bella found her self breathing far faster than her lungs needed as she watched them, the truth was that she didn't need the air at all but her body seemed to still react with human responses to certain stimuli - one of which was obviously hot guys.

The deserted alleyway was dead ended and the humans discovered this as they backed away from the two terrifying men who stalked them. Bella followed a short distance behind them. She studied their movements minutely and echoed their actions. Each and every thing she learned being stored into her immortal mind with perfect recall.

Peter eyed the newbie with a small grin, his red eyes twinkling with humor, Bella met his gaze and smiled back. Peter let his eyes deliberately rake over her heaving breasts and succulent curves before gliding over her slightly parted lips and wide dark eyes. Bella felt unbalanced as she waited for the heat to spread across her face; but it was a reaction she would never experience again. A smirk at her obvious confusion stretched Peters face into a picture of mischievous glee.

Jasper frowned at their silent exchange and hissed at Peter to get his attention back in the game. Peter grinned at his brother with an unrepentant expression that had Jasper wanting to behead him for the first time ever.

"Concentrate for fucks sake." Jasper growled at him.

"Sorry Jasper. The view is mighty fucking distracting." Peter snarked, glancing at Bella yet again before his face became a mask of hunting focus.

He staked forwards suddenly grabbing the closest human clean off the ground. Both humans screamed loudly in sheer terror as Peter snarled up at his victim fangs bared and easily visible. Despite the struggles of the man he held Peter easily subdued him and bit into the curve of his shoulder and neck, where the two met. As he drank he watched Bella and Bella watched him with equal interest. Jasper watched them both intensely, a loud hiss and then a growl of rage escaped him as he caught the remaining human, tearing into his meal with far more gusto than was needed.

The screams disappeared as the humans lost conciseness. Peter lifted one hand and beckoned to Bella to join him, she automatically glanced at Jasper and found him ignoring her as usual.

Deciding he didn't care what she did, Bella followed Peters summons. Without pausing his meal, of languid deep, thirst quenching pulls of warm blood, Peter slid a single hand on to her neck pulling her forwards; into his body. She landed none to gently against his side as she stared up at him in confusion. He stopped drinking just long enough to offer her the other side of the neck he was bleeding dry. Being as ravenous as any newborn she accepted eagerly. Peters hand continued to cup the delicate curve of her jaw as she fed along side him, rubbing small mesmerising circles across her skin with his blood stained thumb and forefinger.

Jasper froze as he saw their intimate exchange his body filled with murderous rage as he realised that all the wanted to do was tear his best friend apart. He knew that the attraction between them was real enough although not even a small fraction of the pull between himself and Bella. This was his fault and yet he couldn't bring himself to fix it.

He finished his meal and ran with the dead body slung over his shoulder back in the direction of the forest. The body had to be disposed of and he needed to get as fucking far as he could away from his two companions.

Bella watched him leave and immiadiately went to follow him. Jasper was still her whole world and she didn't understand why he seemed upset. Had she done something wrong?

Jasper had told her over and over again that he didn't want her, so why did it seem like he didn't want her close to Peter?

Peter carried his now empty corpse easily as he followed the alluring ass ahead of him. He was in the mood for a long and very detailed lesson in lust. He wanted to teach the little girl in front of him about the birds and the bees and the fucking lemon trees too. She drove him almost mad with desire. He hadn't ever felt this deep and aching need that twisted his guts up into knots before. Bella moved him like no one else had, even more than Charlotte had and he had only known her for an hour.

Jasper was trying to outrun the whirlpool of lust he was getting from Peter but as they followed him it became unbearable to the point of pain. He attacked without thought as Peter metered the clearing; tackling his long time friend violently. Dead body forgotten, the two friends squared off viciously. Bella reacted without thought, her actions based solely on instinct as she protected her mate without hesitation.

One moment Jasper was about to tear Peter apart and the next he was surrounded in a large iridescent bubble which shimmered with all the colours of a pearl. Peter froze as he saw Bella throw her shield with startling ease and precision over Jasper. With a single hesitant finger he reached out to touch the innocent looking substance only to be flung violently onto his ass fifty feet away howling in pain.

"Shit! Fuck! What the fuck, Bella?!" He shouted scaring her in turn, causing her to jump up a tall tree for shelter.

Jasper remained immobile as he hesitantly reached out and touched the inner surface of the bubble shield. It didn't shock him this time, instead a shimmering, sensuous sensation raced up his arm and into his body. His empathy exploded as it was flooded with a longing so fierce it rocked him to the very foundations of his existence. It was like Bella's emotions had been amplified through her shield and Jasper was the captive audience.

Need. Desire. Longing. These were the most powerful emotions that Jasper had ever experienced in his very long existence. They humbled him and fascinated him like no other. He felt as though he was inside her very essence and with shock he realised he didn't wish to leave. Even the mating thrall eased for a moment as he was as close to her as he could possibly be without being buried deep within her stainy body.

The object of his desire sill sat atop the tall tree she had scaled moments before. Crouched and defensive she was terrified.

Jasper stood still within her protective bubble and his eyes rose hesitantly to hers. Their gazes locked and neither could look away.

"Bella?" Jasper said his deep voice soothing and calming. "It's okay, I'm fine. Take your shield down, please."

She blinked down at him as though waking up from a trance. "Jasper. What happened?"

Her worried gaze drifted over to where Peter still stood, disgusted and more than a little pissed. Bella clamped a hand over her mouth as she realised what she had almost done. "Oh god, Peter I'm so sorry! I don't know what happened."

"You fucking shocked me, that's what happened! Hot damn little girl that is one powerful punch you pack. Remind me not to pissed you off." Peter replied a reluctant grin on his face. "And that goes double for you, bro, why the fuck did you attack me?"

Jasper sighed in exasperation as he chose to ignore the question, he remained trapped within the shield and he found it fascinated him; never had he seen anything like it in all his existence. He took a single step towards Bella and found that he could move easily, the shield comforming to his figure in a shimmering mass of swirling color.

"Bella, drop your shield." Jasper asked his voice trickling over her deliciously, his voice moved her like no other. She closed her eyes momentarily and then as if by magic the shield disappeared.

If she could have blushed she would have been beet red. It was so obvious that her first and instant reaction was to protect Jasper and he didn't even want her. Shame washed through her in waves along with self loathing. He didnt want her because she wasnt worth it. He was so perfect and she...wasnt.

Jasper jumped up beside her and lifted her from her crouch to her feet before him, his large hands gripping her upper arms almost roughly. "Don't you ever think that." He hissed into her upturned face. "You are worth everything. It's me that is unworthy. Never you, always me. Got it?"

Bella stared at him and felt all air and movement leave her body as emotion and sensation crashed over her like a tsunami. How did he always seem to know what she was feeling? Did he possess some sort of magical power? She wanted to ask him but he even her tongue felt immobile.

God she wanted him so badly.

Bella continued to stare at him her emotions so obvious even to Peter who had no empathic abilities to speak of could see it. With scowl Peter deliberately broke the spell that seemed that hold that them in thrall.

"Let's drop it, okay? Let's get rid of the bodies and go and find more to eat. I'm still fucking starving." He turned and waited, staring pointedly at their frozen figures. "Are you guys coming?"

Jasper broke their gaze first, pulling away and dropping down from his perch with lithe grace. Bella stood there dazed, aroused and hurt as she watched her reason for being leave her, yet again.

"Are you coming, Bella? " Jasper asked, his hand held out to hers his eyes intense.

Anger boiled through her as she realised that Jasper might never want her the way she longed for him. She knew deep inside that one day she would have to watch him walk away forever.

Pain exploded through her being at the thought. Her inky eyes flashed at him and she dropped down from her perch with a disdainful expression firmly in place.

"Yes I'm coming. " She replied ignoring his offered fingers and gliding towards Peter. She linked her arm through his and arched a brow the her maker. "Will you join us, Jasper? "

Fury trickled though his insides as she clearly made her choice known. He should have been happy and yet he was anything but. Jealousy ate through his gut and and he withdrew even more into himself.

To fight for her would be to acknowledge the bond between them and that he couldnt do.

A brief nod was her answer as Jasper disappeared in a blur of speed back towards the town. Need curled through Bella's body and then more pain. Swallowing and raising her chin defiantly she grinned up at Peter.

"Shall we?" He asked as he positively vibrated from the touch of her fingers on the bare skin of his forearm. Fuck he wanted her so badly. He had no wish to really hurt his brother but Jasper showed no sign of actually wanting Bella at all.

Peter knew deep down inside that Jasper was fighting his lust for the small girl. But he pushed that knowledge to the back of his mind. Just because he knew shit didn't mean he had to fucking acknowledge it. Playing dumb had never looked so good.

It wasn't his problem and he sure as hell wasn't going to deny himself the pleasure of her company.

Jasper was an idiot to leave the delicious Bella without protection. But Peter was more than willing to step up to the task of being her protector.

"Let's go honey and let me teach you all I know." Bella smiled at him and nodded.

A/N; Jasper is being a stubborn fuck isn't he? Next chapter we jump ahead a few months. Well you can't expect a three hundred year old vampire of strength to crumble so easily. He doesn't believe he is good enough for her and he doesn't really want to sacrifice his freedom. What can I say? He is a man! Please review and let me know what you all think...Thank you so much :)

21 Aug 2014 09:34:14