The God and Goddess of War

chapter 29

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Jaspers Pov

I couldn't help the roar of frustration that left me as my mate fled from the room, her giggling downstairs making my mood sour even further as I ran a hand through my hair while thinking of a way to solve my rather large problem. While I had nothing against bringing myself off I knew my climax wouldn't be half as pleasurable as it would be if Bella was the one touching me rather than it being my own hand.

We had always been a sexual couple, vampires in general are quite touchy feely when it comes to mates but we were always more so than others. Even in the army campgrounds we couldn't keep our hands off each other, the newborns having to learn quickly the resistance of not reacting since even one lustful emotion would have me tearing into them.

What can I say? I'm possessive of her.

I knew I was a hell of a lot more so than others, but unlike Emmett and Rose who can be separated for a few days without feeling the effects, with me and Bella it would be absolute hell. We had separated for decades yes, but we had no other choice and even that was increasingly painful. I mean can you imagine not being able to be with the one you love, the one that completes you due to a stupid cunt of a woman who didn't know her place? It was pure and utter agony.

I also hadn't slipped since Bella came back and I knew it was down to her shield, it was why we had always worked well as a pair. I didn't feel the humans emotions in the campgrounds thanks to Bella, but then again it meant when I left with Peter and Char I couldn't cope. I didn't regret it though, not one bit.

But the fact that Bella was now suspending all sex rights was making me increasingly angry, not with her of course since I could never be angry with her but with Peter mainly. He always had such a big fucking mouth! The only thing that was keeping me calm and not ripping his head off was the knowledge that Bella wouldn't be able to hold out long, not to call me vain but I knew much like myself we couldn't resist each other. She wanted me as much as I wanted her, I could still smell how much she wanted me.

With a growl of anger I pulled myself to my feet, wincing as I headed towards my un-suite as I felt the restrictiveness of my jeans as they confined my arousal. Ever walked in jeans when your hard enough to break marble, yea not a pleasurable feeling in the slightest.

The problem however was easily solved by ripping off my clothes, not caring that they were now ruined as the scraps of torn fabric covered the wooden floor as I jumped in the shower.

Leaning against the shower tiles on my forearm I debated on what to do as I turned on the water to its hottest, we may not being able to feel the change in temperature like humans do but the slight change was both pleasurable and soothing.

I took the time to quickly wash and rinse my hair before simply standing under the spray of the water, keeping my gift trained on my mate. It was a natural response, there wasn't a moment I didn't know where she was and call me a stalker but that was how I liked it. It was something that would never change, I didn't want it to.

Slowly I let my hand trail down my chest, not believing that I was actually lowering myself to doing this but I knew with Bella so close downstairs it was either toss myself off or walk around with a permanent hard-on. The latter was not an option which I wanted to take.