Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Winner Takes All

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 07:

That kiss was all I needed. I knew she was supposed to be mine. I was already hers. I had stronger feelings for her in the short time I had known her than I ever had for Charlotte. I felt I belonged with her.

Unfortunately Garrett felt the same way. This was a problem. I knew Garrett had been alone since he turned. I knew what it was like to be alone. Not for a couple hundred years like him. But for the past five years.

Hell longer than that if I am being honest. Charlotte was never “with” me. She was there. We escaped together. We lived together. I think we loved each other. But looking back at it now, I wonder if we ever really did. I never felt a need to be near her like I did with Bella. The way Charlotte apparently felt about Kate. Still had to shake my head about that one. Never saw that coming.

I couldn’t get this woman out of my head. I wanted to run. A part of me wanted to run and let Garrett sweep her off her feet. But I knew if I did I would never be able to forgive myself. I couldn’t leave her. Rosalie Hale was right.

Somebody was going to get hurt. It very well could be me. I saw the way she looked at me. It would have made me very happy except for the simple little fact that she looked at Garrett the exact same way.

All I could do was help her. Try to prove that I wasn’t the idiot I had acted like so far. Try to win her love.

I turned when I caught a whiff of a trail near the club. It was several hours old. Weak. But it stunk. Not normal New York City stink either. I had never actually smelt a werewolf before but this was weird. It must be wolf.

“It’s wolf.” Rose said from behind me.

“You’ve smelt it before?”

“Not exactly. It’s similar to the La Push shape shifters scent though.”

“I guess we should follow it then.” I began walking without waiting for her. Luckily it was raining today so I could pretty much walk freely. Garrett met us at a corner and the three of us continued walking. Unfortunately the rain began to wash the trail away.

“Fuck.”

“Yep.” Rose agreed. “At least we know what he smells like. Maybe we can pick him up at the club tonight.”

“Assuming he goes there every night.” Garrett commented.

“Yes. But it’s all we have to go on.” I said. “So we should probably head over to Bella’s place and get ready to go clubbing.”

“Wrong Whitlock. I am heading to Bella’s place. You two are going to your own place.”

“I thought we were working together.” I said, turning to look at her.

“We are. But you don’t have clothes at her place. Both of you can meet me on the roof of the club tonight. Try to stay hidden. Please?”

“We know how to be discreet Rose.” Garrett told her sharply.

“No. You really don’t. Oh by the way…”

We both turned towards her and before we could blink she had us on the ground. Bitch kicked me in the nuts!

“Don’t ever call my brother a pussy. You should probably know that this pull you two are feeling is vampire mating. Neither of you recognize it because neither of you have ever found the one. Edward felt that pull towards Bella when she was in high school. He still does. If he hadn’t been such a dumbass she would most likely be a vampire now and they would probably be married and have some vampire demon babies or something. It is entirely possible she will feel the pull to him if she is ever turned. Something to keep in mind boys. See you at 9 PM. Don’t be late.”

Rose walked slowly away. I picked myself off the ground and looked at Garrett.

“That bitch just kicked us in the nuts.”

“Yep. I know. I was there.” He replied groaning.

BPOV

“So your hunch paid off. String of murders in a couple of small Romanian villages. Symbols similar were found scratched in tree trunks nearby. If not for these, local authorities would have believed the deaths were animal attacks. Also scattered around were a few strangulations with chunks of flesh bit out of the victims.” Bosco informed me as I walked in.

“Any near Transylvania?”

“Yeah.” He admitted.

“What did those symbols look like?” I asked.

“Circle, triangle in the middle.”

“When did it end?”

“About four months ago. Murders lasted for two years, at least the last time.”

“Last time?” What the fuck?

“Yeah. Guy I talked to there said these types of killings have been happening over the past hundred years if you can believe it. They think it is some crazy werewolf cult, passing through the ages through their descendants.”

“So our killer has come to New York from Romania. Approximately three months ago I would say. I am betting the symbol is some sort of marking to announce a hunting ground. It may change when he finds new ground. What we have to figure out now is why he chose to leave an area where the chances of being caught were practically zero to come to New York where he would attract all sorts of attention.” I thought out loud.

“Hell Swan, I can tell you that. I don’t even need to be a fancy profiler.”

“Do tell Bosco. Amaze me.”

“He needed new victims and he wanted them hot.”

“Hot?” I asked.

“Yeah. I mean there couldn’t have been much selection in the villages. He comes to New York, scouts a popular club and hunts whatever girl turns him on.”

“That would make sense, but why New York? He could have gone to any mid major city. There is law enforcement all over New York. Could it be the challenge?”

“I don’t think…”

“Bosco when I am talking and asking questions that is just my thought process. I don’t actually need an opinion for every question.”

“Hey sorry, Swan. Forgive me for commenting on the thought processes of your twisted mind.” Bosco said, throwing his hands up.

“You are forgiven. Now go do that investigating stuff you beat cops do. Let me sit in my study and contemplate the inner workings of a killers mind while smoking a pipe and nodding quite a bit.”

I sat and contemplated the entire day and came up with nothing. Not a damn thing. I didn’t learn anything I hadn’t already suspected. A werewolf came from Europe and is picking off hot girls in New York. Sometimes for sex, and blood lust on full moons.

Bosco was on the right track. He came over because he probably wanted new prey. But why New York besides the obvious? Why not LA?

He has ties to New York. He must be rich if he is as old as Carlisle believes. Millionaire? Most likely. Someone who wouldn’t be seen as out of place. Someone who could blend in New York as well as small villages in Romania.

None of this really got me any closer to figuring out who he was. It meant one thing. I was going to be hitting the club again tonight.

Four hours later I was staring in a mirror.

“Seriously. Bella, why do you even have clothes like this? Are you moonlighting as a stripper?” Rose asked.

“Shut up.” I mumbled.

“No need to get testy. I was just wondering.”

“I’ve seen some of the things you wear Rose. Stop acting like the female Edward. You are too pretty to be a hypocrite.”

“Hey, you think I’m pretty? You know what would be awesome? You tell Peter you love him, date him for a few months and then tell him you are leaving because we love each other.”

I turned and glared at her.

“You know he kissed me today? He was waiting in the parking garage.”

“Really? So what did you think? Were there sparks?”

“Yeah. Big sparks.”

“So that helps right?” she asked.

“Actually Garrett kissed me outside my door on the way to the parking garage. That kind of caused big sparks as well.”

Rose shook her head.

“If I didn’t have my muscleman I would be so jealous of you.”

“REALLY?” I asked shocked. Who the hell would want this problem?

“Yes. They are both hot. Not bright but very hot and both have good hearts.”

“They eat people Rose.”

“I didn’t say they were perfect. Besides I am pretty sure they only hunt criminals.”

“Murder is murder, Rose.”

“Not necessarily. When we find this werewolf we are going to kill him. No arrest, no trial, no appeal.”

“That’s different.” I mumbled.

“It’s really not. A monster is a monster Bella. You of all people know this.”

I didn’t say anything. She was right. I had seen enough death to know that if I had a chance to kill a monster, human or not, to stop him from harming another I would do it.

“Look, why don’t you head over and I will be on my way. Let you get set up on the rooftop before I get there.”

“Okay.” Rose walked behind me and gave me a hug. Then she squeezed my boob.

“Uhhh, what the fuck?”

“Sorry. They are just so available they look like they needed a squeeze.”

I laughed. “Get out of here bitch.”

I heard the door close when she walked out. A few seconds later the door opened.

“Did your perfect vampire memory forget something?” I asked, walking into my living room. My breath stopped.

“Garrett?” I whispered. He was standing there in a pair of stone washed jeans and a white silk button up shirt with long sleeves rolled up. His hair was loose and wild.

“I know you said to only call but I can’t do that. I had to see you.” His eyes traced my body slowly. I suddenly was very aware of the tight short black dress with the plunging neckline that went to my navel.

“So… uh… you have seen me. What do you think? Do I make good werewolf bait?”

He walked up to me, eyes never leaving my body. My chest started heaving a little bit and I tried to get my breathing under control.

My skin felt tingly with him standing next to me. I swore if he touched me I may have to change the little panties I had on.

He placed his hands on my shoulders. I didn’t orgasm but that was close. I did bite my lip. I couldn’t stop staring at his eyes.

“Where is Peter?” I whispered.

“At the club.”

“Oh…”

I don’t know how exactly it happened but the bottom of my dress that barely covered my ass was now up near my belly button and I was wrapped around his waist while he kissed me. His hands were supporting my ass and he walked me to the couch. I felt him crawl over me. He lay me back and his hands rubbed my legs. His hand went between my legs and he pushed my panties aside. He finally stopped kissing me.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Inside…” Was all I could get out.

He slid a finger inside me and then another. My pussy was clenching around his fingers. My whole body felt like it was convulsing. His thumb split my lips and found my button. Oh… there it…

I blacked out for a second. When I came to he had removed his fingers causing me to moan in disappointment. Then I felt his hair between my legs. I looked at the top of his head the same time I felt his tongue.

I squeezed his head with my thighs and began grinding into his mouth. I pulled the top of my dress down and grabbed my nipples in my hands and squeezed. I knew vampires were fast but his tongue started moving at inhuman speeds. It was like a vibrator stuck on high.

I screamed. I didn’t moan. I screamed. I gushed all over him.

When my breathing calmed down I realized I needed to put new panties on. I looked and saw him sitting on the floor next to the couch stroking my breasts.

“What did you do to me?” I said breathlessly.

“I think you know what I did to you.”

He kissed me deeply.

“Please stop. I need to get… ready.”

“Of course.” He whispered. “I will go to the club.”

Okay… no…

“Wait!”

“Yes? Would you like to forgo the club tonight? I can certainly tell Rose you aren’t feeling well. She and Peter can take care of tracking the werewolf.”

“No. You need to take a shower. You can’t smell like me around Peter. Not like that.”

“Why not?” he smirked.

I see.

“You came here to get something over Peter didn’t you?”

I saw it in his face. I caught him.

“No… I mean yes okay? But not because of some fucking sport or challenge. I want you. I want him to leave you alone. So if you expect me to apologize you can forget it.”

Oh really?

“Fine. And if you think giving me mind blowing orgasms with your fingers and tongue are all it takes to claim me as some kind of fucking trophy then you can forget it too.”

I stood up from the couch and walked to the bedroom. At least I tried to. I made it three steps before I realized my legs were still a little shaky and I would have fallen flat on my face if Garrett hadn’t caught me. He lifted me up.

“Shower. I will see you after the club closes. If I find out that you rubbed this in Peter’s face from Rose I will never speak to you again.”

“I find that unlikely.” He smirked.

“I will suck Peter’s dick while jacking off Edward Cullen just to piss you off. I will videotape it and send you a blu ray. If you think that’s unlikely then you really don’t know me.”

That wiped the smirk off his face.

? POV

She was here again. I am impressed. I suppose she really did find my hunting ground and didn’t luck into it. I thought the vampires may have helped her but they are obviously clueless. They got tagged by an FBI agent. Vampires! They are much more interested in her sweet little ass than they are in catching me. That said I am sure they are sitting on the roof having a picnic right now, hoping to bring her my head like a dog bringing a dead squirrel to its master. Pathetic. Pining after a human. Humans are prey. That is all. I would expect vampires of all creatures to understand this.

It really is too bad. Even if she wasn’t an FBI agent, I still would have found her. Of course if she wasn’t an FBI agent it is unlikely that she would be here. Still though, she would make a good sport. I bet she would put up a fight. I definitely was not waiting for a full moon to kill her. No brute force here. I would savor this. I would enjoy watching the light slowly leave her eyes. And I would leave her on a roof top so her vampire lovers could find her. I bet she would taste delicious. Finding her name was easy. Finding her address was a simple matter. She was definitely dressed to kill tonight. Unfortunately she not dressed to die. This would require planning. This required risk. But the idea of killing a beautiful FBI agent with two vampires panting after her was too good a challenge to pass up.

The idea of biting her also appealed to me. She would make a weak wolf for the pack but every pack needs its submissives. She was not submissive. But she would be small and even the strongest could be broken.

I suppose I would decide when I had her underneath me. She is dressed much more provocatively tonight, compared to last night. Black suited her. Dead or a slave? Hmmm. Decisions, decisions. It would not happen this week. Maybe next week. Perhaps I should give her something to do in the meantime. I currently had two brunettes on either of my arm. From the smell, both were definitely in heat. Perhaps a double to catch Agent Swan’s attention?

She was looking over the crowd. Sitting at the bar, smoking a cigarette. Her hair looked a little frazzled. What were you doing before you got here Agent Swan?

I walked slowly to the bar, leaving the sluts behind. Without looking at her I walked up beside her and ordered a whiskey. I sniffed the air and smelt it. She had been having fun with a vampire. She was still on edge. I could feel the sexual energy coming off her body. I got my drink and glanced quickly at her. She was still scanning the dance floor and the surrounding tables.

Yes. Soon, Agent Swan. You and I will meet. Then I will decide if you live or die. Judging by the smell I doubt she would live. She simply smelled to divine not to have a taste. Once I start I can never seem to stop.

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We picked up nothing. No scents. At least werewolf scent. I picked up a scent on Garrett. He had showered but it was still there. Hers. I didn’t talk much that night. Rose spoke briefly to Garrett about the happenings of the Cullen Clan but I really didn’t give a damn.

“We should mingle in the crowd and search for scents as they walk outside.” Rose commented.

“Good idea. You and Garrett do that. I’m going to make sure Bella makes it home safe.”

“Peter…”

“Say something about it Garrett. I fucking dare you.” I glared. He shut up. I left. I followed her from a distance but pulled up next to her in the garage. No more hiding in the shadows.

“Peter.” She whispered. She looked ashamed.

“I don’t care.” I told her.

“What do you mean, you don’t care?”

“Whatever happened between you and Garrett tonight? I don’t care. I won’t give up and I’m not mad.”

“You’re not?”

“No. And if you can tell me right now that you don’t want me I will walk away. If you can tell me your body isn’t crying out for mine, like mine is for yours, I will walk away and never bother you again. So Bella… what’s it going to be? You want me to leave?”

She said nothing. But her eyes never left mine. I reached her neck and untied the top of her dress. Picking her up, I sat her on the hood of her car and skirted her dress up. She was almost completely nude. I tore her panties off. She attacked my mouth and my hands went straight to her breasts. Her nipples stiffened and she became instantly aroused. The scent drove me wild. It took everything I had in me not to claim her on the hood of her car. Her hand reached my belt and unbuckled it. I unzipped and sprang free. Her hand grabbed my cock and started stroking. He was using both hands and I gently sucked on her breast. I wanted to cum all over her but I wouldn’t. Not before she did. I rubbed her pussy with my hand, pinching and stroking. She was squirming. I finally placed a finger inside her and felt her incredible heat for the first time. I growled. She growled. Her tongue went to my mouth. I felt her cum over my finger and I came in her hand and every else on her lower body.

I wanted to take her then. I was ready. I wanted to enter her and claim her as mine. I wanted to be the first and last.

She was exhausted. She was lying limply on the hood of her car. I gently pulled her dress back up and tied it behind her neck. I lowered her dress, too late realizing that she would need a dry cleaner now who asked no questions. She finally regained control of her breathing.

Suddenly she wouldn’t look at me.

“What’s wrong Bella?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t lie to me girl. Please?”

“I won’t. I just don’t want to talk about it. I like you Peter. Damn do I like you. But I like Garrett to. I don’t… I don’t know what to do here. It isn’t fair that I do this with both of you. If I can’t decide on one of you, maybe I should stay away from both of you before we all get hurt.”

“No.”

“Excuse me?”

“I said no. We haven’t known each other that long. It is way too soon to be giving up. And I won’t give up on you anyway. It won’t happen. I may not be brilliant or sneaky but I am persistent. But don’t feel bad. Garrett and I are both big boys. You do what makes you happy. I’ll be here regardless.”

I walked back to my car and drove off. I didn’t know what to do. But I couldn’t stay away.

BPOV

I walked from the elevator. Slowly. My legs were shaking. I had lost count of the orgasms I had tonight. I couldn’t track who did what to me. I found my door was unlocked. I nearly pulled my gun from my bag until I remembered Rose was staying here. Sure enough she was sitting on the couch.

“Bella? You okay?”

“No.”

“Come here.”

I stumbled over to the couch and laid my head on Rose’s lap.

“What’s wrong? Tell Rose all about it.”

“I’m a complete slut.” I sniffled. I was crying a little. Just a little.

“What’s new?” she asked, rubbing my hair and making me laugh. She always knew how.

“It’s not funny, Rose. I didn’t fuck them but I seriously had several orgasms tonight with both of them. I have Peters cum on my belly and lower under this dress right now!”

“Yes. I know. I can smell.” She wrinkled her nose.

“I really like them both Rose. How can I choose?”

“Give it time.”

“I can’t control myself around them! I mean I can, but I don’t want to.” As long as we are going for honesty.

“So don’t.”

“I feel like I am cheating on one with the other. I can’t keep doing that. They are going to get hurt every time I am with one of them and not the other. That isn’t right.”

“You are right.” Thanks Rose. I need advice not validation.

“So what do I do? Tell them to both go away?”

“Would that hurt you if they were gone?”

“Maybe a little.” I admitted. Okay, a lot.

“Then you can’t be with them separately anymore.”

“That’s what I just said.” I reminded her. “How do I stop myself? You! You have to stay with me all the time. You can make sure I don’t act like a slut.”

“No. I have a better idea. You want them right?”

“Yes.” I whispered.

“You don’t want to feel like you are cheating on one when you are with the other right?”

“Yes.” I said, wondering where the hell she was going with this.

“Then the answer is simple.”

“It is?” I didn’t see it that way.

“Yes. You have to have sex with both of them.”

“That is going to make it better? I told you I didn’t want to feel like I was cheating on them.”

“I know. That’s why you are going to have sex with them both at the same time.”