AN: Hey y'all! I know it's been forever since I updated this, but I kinda got sidetracked with getting my father in law ready for surgery, kids out of school, and a little show called Spartacus. (It's ALL DelphiusFanfic's fault, too, and neither of us are sorry. LOL) Anyway, here y''all go!

HUGE thanks to DelphiusFanfic for prereading and Harrytwifan for betaing. They are excellent and I cherish them both.

I do not own Twilight;


Back at the house, I slipped in the French doors and headed for a shower and change of clothes. I didn't want my human family to see me bloody. Hunting was new and exciting. It was hard to describe the thrill I felt chasing after the cheetahs. Drinking blood was a bit strange at first, but as it soothed the burning in my throat, I only wanted more. My mind knew it was the nature of the vampire, but part of it was still thinking as a human. I hoped it wouldn't take too long to adjust.

I saw the way Jasper looked at me when I finished drinking. You would have to be blind not to see. The scent of arousal hung heavily in the air around us. He was turned on, which turned me on. Since my thirst had been sated, all I wanted was to take him and fuck him - claim him like he did me. The more rational part of my mind told me I couldn't yet, but it was hard to keep control. How I managed, I had no idea.

After getting out of the shower, I dressed in jeans and a black V-neck T-shirt. The temperature didn't feel hot to me anymore. Standing at the mirror, I studied my face, fascinated. My eyes were so red. I poked my cheek and marvelled at how my skin felt. Hard and smooth, it was flawless. The freckles I used to have were gone. Wow. I was just like Jasper...finally.

The burning was bad. I thought I was frying from the inside out, having burning oil poured through my veins, completely unable to escape. Yes, I had been warned about how it would feel, but I didn't expect it to be like that. Thankfully, I would never have to go through it again. The only thought that helped throughout the three days was when it was over, Jasper and I could have eternity, which was all I wanted.

A knock sounded on the door, pulling me from my thoughts. Opening it, I was greeted by Carlisle, who was smiling.

"How are you feeling, son?" he asked.

"Good," I replied, returning the smile.

He stepped back and I walked into the living room. My vampire family was all there, waiting for me with big smiles. Shyly, I looked at the floor, and Esme walked up to hug me.

"Welcome to the family," she said quietly in my ear, then stepped back.

"Thanks," I said.

Alice, a little too excited for her own good, hugged me. Rosalie then stepped forward and hugged me as well. It was weird being the center of attention. Repeatedly, my eyes strayed to Jasper, who stood off to the side a bit, saying nothing. He wore a sexy as fuck smirk, though, and I knew what he was thinking. I was thinking the same. Hopefully, the families would leave so he and I could have some much needed time alone.

"Do you think you can see your family?" Carlisle asked, and I nodded vigorously.

"Can I? They must be worried."

"Only if you can control yourself," Emmett said. "Jasper and I will walk on either side of you, just in case."

"Take a breath, and tell us how you feel," Rosalie instructed.

Inhaling deeply, I caught a few different scents. Blood, which made my mouth fill with venom, but also a horrifyingly awful stench I had never smelled before. Where the fuck was that coming from?

"I feel okay," I said slowly. "The blood smells good, but I'm full. Also, something seriously smells bad. It's like...wet dog and rotten food or something."

The entire Cullen family burst into laughter, and Jasper moved to my side. Taking my hand, he kissed me on the cheek and said, "That's Jacob."

"Jesus Christ," I muttered with a shake of my head. "The quicker he leaves, the better. Gross."

Laughing again, Jasper said, "I think he'll be okay, Carlisle. Em and I will help him."

With a nod, Carlisle smiled. "Alright, Edward. Let's go see your family for a minute, then we will take them back to the mainland."

Barely inclining my head in assent, I waited until Emmett was at my other side before leaving the room. The smell of blood grew more pungent as we travelled down the short hallway, and I swallowed convulsively.

"Hold your breath," Jasper whispered.

I did as he said, and the temptation was no longer there. Jacob's smell was out of my nose, too, thank God.

As we walked into the living room, Mom, Dad, Bella, and Jacob stared at me, silent. I smiled at them as we stopped in front of the couch where they were sitting, trying to reassure them I was still the same, just unbreakable.

"Hey," I said quietly, not daring to take a breath yet. "See? I'm just the same as before."

"Holy shit," Dad commented, his mouth hanging open slightly as he stood. "You look..."

"Weird?" I supplied, causing the rest of the Cullens behind me to laugh.

"No," Dad chuckled. "Just different, but not."

I grinned at him as the rest of my family rose to their feet.

"You're okay?" Mom asked.

"I'm great," I answered truthfully. "Just a little...well, a lot...stronger, and I don't eat the same as you anymore."

"Your eyes," Bella said, unable to hide the awe in her voice.

"It's because there's still human blood in me, and it makes my eyes red. As soon as it's all gone, my eyes will be like Jasper's."

"So, when you left after you woke up...we heard you screaming..." Dad hedged, and I smiled at the floor again, embarrassed.

"I was scared, and didn't know what was going on," I explained. "Jasper and Em calmed me down, and then I was okay. Then, we went to the mainland so I could hunt."

"What did you eat?" Bella blurted, obviously too curious for Jacob's own good. He crossed his arms over his chest and huffed.

"Cheetah," I replied proudly. Bella gave me a horrified look, then sat back down.

"Ew, yuck," she said. "I don't want to know anymore."

Laughing, I accidentally pulled in a breath. Jasper and Emmett's arms tightened on mine as I tensed for a few seconds.

"You alright, bro?" Emmett asked, concerned. Slowly, I nodded.

"Yeah, I think so. Their blood smells really good, but I don't want to drink it."

"You don't?" Em asked, surprised.

"No, not really. For one, they are my family. Two, I'm still full. I'm okay," I said, prying Emmett's fingers off my arm easily, then holding out my hand to my dad.

He took it, shook it firmly, then let go and looked at his hand. "You're cold."

"Yep." I grinned. "Just like Jasper."

I didn't quite dare to hug Mom yet, so I held out my hand for her, too. Smiling, she shook it.

"You look wonderful, Edward," she said. "It suits you."

"Thanks, Mom," I said happily, then moved to shake Bella's hand. She grudgingly took it, but let go quickly.

Looking at Jacob, I said, "I'm sorry, Jacob. I would shake your hand, but quite honestly, you smell fucking awful."

Laughter rumbled around the room from the Cullens, and Jacob just shook his head. "Feeling's mutual."

Smiling, I went back to Jasper, who pulled me close and steered me away from the crowd. We watched as Carlisle and Esme talked with my parents about the change and how well I was doing. It made me proud to know I had done okay with hunting and managing not to try to attack my family.

As Mom, Dad, Bella, and Jacob gathered their things to leave, I reached my arm around Jasper's waist and pushed up the back of his shirt just enough so I could tease the exposed skin with my fingertips. He shivered a little and tried to hide it, but my eyes caught everything.

Leaning closer to his ear, I whispered, "I saw that." Pausing only long enough to kiss the back side of his ear briefly, I continued, "I can't wait until everyone's gone, so I can fuck you stupid."

He drew in a gasp and met my eyes with rapidly darkening ones. Love, lust, and desire mingled in my gut, and I wondered if our families could get out any faster.

Emmett, walking by us with a couple of duffel bags, commented, "Dude, please wait till we're gone."

I growled lowly at his remark.

He stopped short, looking at me with a wicked grin. "Ooh, that pissed you off?" he taunted playfully. "What's wrong, Eddieee? Don't like what I said?"

The growl I emitted then caught the attention of everyone else, and they stared.

"Uh...Emmett? I wouldn't," Carlisle warned.

Ignoring his sire, Emmett continued, "Aw, what's little newborn Eddie gonna do to me?"

In a flash, I pushed Emmett out the door, making him fall on his ass in the sand, and scaled the nearest palm tree, where I waited for him to get up. Holy shit! Not only was I strong, I could move fast. Elation filled my head, and I watched as Emmett stood and looked all around for me. Just as he looked up, I pounced, taking him down again. Sitting on his chest, I gripped his wrists and held them over his head. He struggled, but it was fruitless.

"That's more like it!" he sneered, trying to buck me off.

In another swift move, I hauled Emmett to his feet and flipped him over my shoulder, then tripped him as he tried to land. The big man grinned up at me.

"Pretty good," he said.

Holding my hand out to him, I pulled it back just as he was about to take it. "You give?"

He nodded, and I once again offered my hand. As I pulled him to his feet, I said, "Oh, a word to the wise."

He raised a brow in question.

"Never call me Eddie again."

Laughing, he gave me a quick hug. "Done," he said. "You're gonna be so much fun!"

Shaking my head, I watched Emmett walk back to where he dropped the duffle bags. He picked them up and headed for the boats.

Mine and Jasper's families were taking their stuff out to the boats, and I leaned against the palm tree, watching. Jasper came to stand next to me and slid his arm around my waist.

"They're going to the mainland tonight, to stay in a hotel, then are leaving for Forks in the morning," he told me quietly, and I nodded. Thank God. Even though it hadn't been too long since I woke, it felt like forever. I wanted to have Jasper all to myself already. The need to claim him like he did me was clawing at my insides.

When the boats were packed, each one of the Cullens hugged me, telling me they would call to check on us soon. My family didn't get too close as they said their goodbyes. I figured Carlisle asked them not to, but I told them I loved them and would see them soon. My dad even congratulated me, which was a big surprise.

Jasper and I stood and watched as our families climbed into the boats and left. The moon was shining over the water, illuminating the waves made by the retreating boats. Glancing around, I saw...well...everything. My eyes picked up every leaf blowing in the slight breeze. Every grain of sand under my bare feet shined in the moonlight. In the water near the shore, tiny fish swam. I was stunned.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Jasper whispered against my neck as he gently scraped his teeth across my now unbreakable skin.

That was all it took.

Turning, I gripped his shoulders and pushed him into the house, not giving him time to protest. On our way into the bedroom, my mouth was already on his, licking and biting his lips as I kissed him.

Breaking our kiss, I pushed him into the bedroom, causing him to slide across the floor and fall onto the bed. He hit the door on the way through, breaking the top hinge. I couldn't be bothered to care.

Crouching down, I growled lowly at Jasper, who sat in the middle of the bed. His eyes were deep black, and I briefly wondered if mine were the same. He started to unbutton his shirt, and I leapt, landing exactly where I wanted to, on my knees straddling his legs.

"Oh, no you don't," I hissed, grabbing his half open shirt in my hands. "Mine."

I pulled my hands apart, only expecting to rip his shirt open the rest of the way, but it came off his body in two pieces, one in each hand. I had forgotten just how strong I was, but it sent a wave of lust and euphoria throughout me I had never felt before.

Throwing his shirt aside, I ripped mine off as well and kissed him hard, pushing him back onto the bed. He groaned loudly while I explored his upper body, pinching and scraping his nipples and skimming my fingertips over his hard muscles.

We were finally the same temperature, and I found I didn't miss the coldness I had been so used to.

He broke our kiss, panting harshly into my ear while I licked and sucked at his neck.

"Fucking Christ," he swore, holding my hips tightly.

"Gonna fuck you, Jasper," I breathed. "Claim you, mark you, and make you mine."

"Yes!" he hissed. ""

In less than a second, I had both of us bare, the remains of our shredded clothes thrown aside and the lube in hand. Jasper looked breathtaking, laying under me with wide eyes and parted lips. Leaning down, I popped the cap on the lube and kissed him sweetly.

"Thank you Jay, for coming into my life and making it complete," I said softly as I pushed two fingers into him.

Grunting, he tried to smile as I prepped him.

"Can't wait to be inside you for the first time," I declared, pushing in another finger.

"Now, Edward," he moaned. "Take me."

Swiftly removing my fingers, I slicked my cock and lined up. Leaning down, I kissed him deeply, my tongue searching out all the space in his mouth. It was needy and sloppy and wonderful.

Ending the kiss, I stared into his gorgeous black eyes. He made a soft noise.

"Your eyes are black," he whispered. "You are incredible, my mate."

With a smile and slight growl, I responded "Mine" and pushed into him.

Oh, my fucking God! It felt like I was coming home as I slid effortlessly into him as far as I could go. He was tight and perfect around my cock, made just for me. Arching his back, he let out a feral growl. I started to move slowly, trying to show him how much I loved and cherished him, but the need to thrust and claim and fuck was too strong. His scent enveloped me, mingling with mine, and it only served to heighten my desire.

Clutching him against me, I thrust long and hard into my mate's willing body. The sensations were incredible. I emitted growls and hisses of pleasure in between telling Jasper just how good he felt and how perfect he was. Amidst his noises of pleasure, he gasped loudly, and I realized I was holding him too tightly.

The end of the bed collapsed beneath us due to the force in which I was pounding into my mate and, without breaking rhythm, I held Jasper against me and pinned him to the wall behind the bed, feeling it give under him. That position brought us so much closer, and I took advantage of it by licking and kissing his neck beforemoving to his mouth. He whined into my kisses, and I could feel his fingernails raking down my back. It made me feel powerful, and I moved faster, harder.

"Can't hold on," Jasper panted against my shoulder. "I'm gonna come."

His admission, the desperation and pleasure in his voice, caused my spine to tingle. The scent of my mate and his arousal, mixed with mine, swirled in my head, driving me to completion.

"Let go," I crooned, feeling myself dangerously close to the edge.

Trembling, Jasper roared against my shoulder and I felt wetness between us. The evidence of his pleasure pushed me over.

With my own roar, I held Jasper tightly against me as I bucked into him through my orgasm. When we were finally spent, I moved us to the bed, still joined, and nuzzled my face into his neck with a soft purr.

"Mine, Jasper."

"Yours forever, baby," he replied, running his fingertips up and down my back.

Raising my head, I stared into his eyes, now fading from onyx back to the golden hue I loved so much.

"I love you," I whispered.

"As I love you," he replied, catching my lips in a searing kiss.

Holding his face in my hands, I continued to kiss him, slipping my tongue into his mouth once again and moving my hips gently. I was stoking the fire once again. Now that I had made my claim, I wanted to show Jasper just how much he meant to much I loved him.

This time, I made slow love to my mate, making sure he knew in every word, every touch, just how thankful I was that we were now inseparable.

Hope y'all liked it! Till next time!

Oh! Almost forgot! Due to the new passion for the Spartacus series, be on the lookout for a Nagron fic from me, coming soon! It is called To Pursue A Contrary Slave. :D