When he and Alice had first arrived here, I was weary.

Alice was charming. She was cheerful, optimistic, energized, and plain innocent. Of course, she and I easily got along. After that first hurdle of mistrust, we shopped together, hunted together, gossiped together. We quickly became the best of friends.

Jasper was different. He was scarred, quiet, jumpy, his eyes glinted with danger. I couldn't trust him, rightfully so. He shared his background, a soldier with no remorse. A soldier whose only thoughts could be pain and punishment.

How? How could an angelic beauty like Alice, be in love with a horrendous damned soul like Jasper? It was impossible to wrap my head around.

One day, Alice and I went shopping at the supermall. We tried on different outfits, experimenting with different color palettes.

"Do you think Jasper will like this?" Alice gushed, holding up a white gown with black straps and floral designs.

Just the sound of her dropping his name bothered me. It felt unnatural. I stared blankly at her, reminiscing the time I found Jasper wrestling with my husband, Emmett. He was gross, his neck littered with crescent shaped marks as he grappled with my other half.

"Rose. Come on, what do you think?"

"Right, it's beautiful." I sighed, inspecting how it complimented her inky black hair.

"Oh my gosh, it's on sale too!" Her eyes lit up as she threw it on the stack of clothes, ready for checkout.

-x-

"Please, Jasper. Hunt with her! Talk with her! You're never going to get used to her if you don't spend time with her." I could hear Alice persuading her husband to spend time with me. It's not like she asked me for my permission either, but here I was, tapping my foot against the door.

Eventually, he agreed and we were running in a random direction in the forest. We fed, individually carrying out our natural thirst for blood. I caught a couple of deer and he drained some brown bears.

We said nothing, but I could feel the tension in the air.

"Alice wants me to speak with you." He said out of nowhere.

"Go for it." I inspected my painted nails, urging him to keep going.

"I know you dislike me." He stated.

"And?" I raised an eyebrow. Was he going to make me suddenly approve of his existence?

"I'd like to ease your discomfort around me, if possible." He muttered, his eyes drawn to the ground.

"Okay…"

He didn't make any movements or attempt to speak. It was like he was deciding if coming out here was even the correct choice.

I convinced myself to let him know my main concern. "I'm not necessarily uncomfortable with you, it's more so that your relationship with Alice concerns me."

"Ah. I understand. Is it something in particular? My body, perhaps?"

"Yeah, your body, your attitude, your ideals. It's not something I'd think Alice likes." I crossed my arms.

I turned my head up to meet his eyes as I heard him shuffle towards me. Suddenly, an immense level of calmness and peace announced itself into my heart. His power, of course.

"Strange. Alice tells me that those are my most lovable characteristics." He was mere inches away from me. I was almost startled by our sudden closeness but my emotions were warped. I couldn't back away.

"Shall I show you?" He drawled, his southern accent gilding his voice like honey. I felt an immediate heat and warmth from his aura.

"Y-Yeah." I said, without even thinking.

"Let me show you what Alice finds so compelling about me." Jasper continued. His hands began roaming my body, starting from my upper back to my thighs. I wasn't taken aback, more like soothed.

Jasper threw his blonde curls out of his eyes and I could see his eyes clearly. They were a fresh, golden color with a slight hint of ruby. A tell tale sign of his past mistakes during our diet. Then, he took off his shirt.

I couldn't stop my mouth from gaping wide open. I stood there, jaw slacked as his body, what I believed was the epitome of ugly, was presented to me. I never realized how muscular he was.

His body was lean, yet muscular. His abdomen gleamed with a highly defined six pack, chiseled pectorals and a V line to his crotch. Although he was smaller than Emmett, his lean build fit him perfectly and the scars left a nice touch of toughness to his body. Unlike my husband, who was built like a tanky bodybuilder, Jasper was built like a marine veteran. I could see how Alice found this attractive.

It's not like I thought he was completely disfigured before, I mean he was handsome. Above his shoulders, I had no problems. Any girl would be happy if they scored a face like Jasper's.

"Holy." It was the only word I could think about muttering in the presence of this apex beast.

I don't know when it happened, but the calmness and soothing aura shifted. The transition was seamless, passion and lust engulfed me. The warmth that I thought was compassion transformed into sexual craving.

His muscular arms embraced me into his perfect form, his hands landing square on my ass. They squeezed, mashed and pulled my ass cheeks, eliciting a small moan. I was wearing leggings and he easily pried the fabric apart, my naked butt bouncing out. He continued kneading away at my voluptuous body as I admired his expertise. He was definitely not a virgin.

I moaned aloud, whipping my head back from climax. Did he just? No, it was definite. He just made me orgasm without even touching me there.

He giggled. I'd never heard him laugh like that, but it evoked a hunger for more.

His hands released my backside from their clutches and caressed my fingers. He led them over to his waistline. I traced the defined lines of his abdomen and made way to his belt buckle. I was nervous for some reason. Was it a direct effect of his empath powers or was this a genuine feeling?

The clattering of his buckle and pop of his button were the only sounds I could hear as I slowly unzipped his jeans, letting them fall to his ankles.

My jaw hung open from sheer shock.

He was going commando. His penis, no. His dick, no. His cock. Yeah that was the correct word. Holy fuck, it was huge.

"Have you ever ridden a bull before, Miss Rosalie?" His voice dripped seductively. I blinked and peered up at Jasper's face. His grin, always painted with anxiety and fear, was charismatic and just plain sexy.

I thought Emmett was big, but holy fuck. My knees buckled and soon enough I was kneeling before Jasper's monster cock.

It wasn't even hard but I couldn't wrap my hand around it completely. My thumb couldn't connect with the tip of my fingers, the girth was just that massive. And the length, it was at least a foot long.

"How does Alice?" I questioned, measuring the size with my hands, weighing it, swaying it side to side, comparing my forearm to it.

He didn't respond. But, before I knew it, I was sucking his cock like no tomorrow. My hands flew over my clothes, ripping them from my body. My emotions were going haywire with lust. Sex. Sex. Sex, now. With Jasper.

Jasper moaned as I salaciously glided my tongue over his schlong, deep throating as much as I could. I had to lace my fingers together to envelop the remaining inches of cock that I couldn't quite throat in order to pleasure him fully.

He took one of his hands to my wavy blonde hair, brushing them delicately out of my eyes and behind my ear. His other hand was massaging my breasts. Thumb and index fingers rolling my pink nubs as his middle and ring finger traced the curve of my tits.

"Fuck...Miss Rosalie, you're quite talented." I loved this new nickname, a little too much.

I whipped my head back, his horse cock dripping with venom saliva from sitting in my throat for too long. I needed it inside. Pronto.

And he knew. Of course he knew. He gripped my thighs, pushing my body up against his firm chest. His tongue flicked over my breasts, sucking and yanking at my nipples with his teeth. My breasts were obviously large, much larger than Alice's and most people in general, but his expertise was unlimited. The pleasure was unbearable, I had cum three times now, and he hadn't even put his cock inside yet.

"Jasper, please." I whined.

"Of course, ma'am. I could never deny such a gorgeous woman."

He pushed inside as he bit down on his pouty kissable lips. I had to scream. It was so fucking huge, but inevitably it squeezed past my pussy lips and entered me. It filled every last bit of space. Thankfully, the slimy moisture that drenched his cock from my blowjob eased the friction. Jasper's strong arms held me close, my long legs splayed upwards and over his shoulders. My arms fixed themselves snugly around his neck.

He began thrusting, quicker and quicker. Initially, the thrusts were slow, but deep. Soon, they accelerated and his balls were clapping against my ass rhythmically.

"Oh god! Fuck! Fuck yes! Just like that!" I squealed, his thick cock mercilessly pounded my cervix, my entire lower body began trembling from overwhelming joy and ecstasy. He hushed my fervent moans quickly when his lips crashed to mine. Our tongues twirled, danced, clung to each other like natural lovers.

Nothing mattered right now. My heart was going to burst from the vast array of positive emotions. I could die right now and I would feel no pain.

"Mmmmm!" I tried to moan into his mouth, heated breaths and salivated tongue kissing drowning out my lustful voice.

My eyes rolled back as his cock finished its thousandth thrust. His first orgasm, and my fifteenth. His semen poured out like an eternal waterfall, gushing the creamy white liquid inside as his cock kept its unrelenting force, his veins lashing my g-spot and his cock burying itself in my fat ass.

"Holy shit!" I mewled, his lips releasing a lake of saliva between our locked mouths.

I gasped in surprise as he quickly turned me over onto a fallen tree and fucked my pussy doggystyle. He tugged my blonde hair like reins, ramming his foot long bull cock into my vagina, our hips smacking like drums. It was a symphony of passion.

Climax after climax, I could only feel happiness and jubilation.

Heaven. This was heaven.

-x-

"Jazzy! You're back! How was the talk?" Alice's bell-like voice welcomed us back from our hunting escapade.

"It was great. I think Rose and I understand each other much better now." He winked at me.

"Yeah, I'm still a little shaken." I took a seat down on the couch, I could barely walk after what Jasper did to me.

"He has that effect on people. Don't you, Jazzy?" Alice purred, her dainty fingers curling around his as they kissed lovingly.

Emmett came walking downstairs and hopped beside me. I comfortably fell into his arms and we snuggled into each other's bodies.

"Hey, you're not growling at Jasper. What happened?" Emmett teased.

I rolled my eyes and poked his dimples. "Jasper and I are friends, now."

"Awesome! We can watch movies all together now!" Emmett punched his fist into the air. I cuddled into Emmett's bear hug, and felt the one emotion that I knew Jasper would always give Alice. Love.

That's how I came to know that Jasper was perfect for Alice.