Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight nor the characters that are recognizeable within this story. We all know that Stephenie Meyer owns...although, since she obviously doesn't love Jacob, like she loves Edward, she should let us Team Jacob ladies (and men, if there are any) have him!
A/N: Okay, this is my first attempt at writing fanfiction so I probably could use all the help that I can get...if there is anyone, who's interested in being a beta and/or prereader for this story, please let me know, whether in reviews or messages or whatever!
This is a Jacob/Bella story...there may seem like there's a lot of Edward/Bella right now but it soon shall pass...please bear with me! Now, on with the show!
Chapter One
She should've known. He couldn't give her what she needed. He'd never be able to…there was only one person who could be whom and what she needed…
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The first night of her honeymoon was bliss. It was a night of stark contrasts, etched in her mind. Black and white, soft and hard, dark and light. Hot and cold…
Bella Swan, now Bella CULLEN, could feel the contrasting temperatures flowing over her skin…the sultry island air, lazily fluttering the sheer curtains on the open windows, and Edward's cold, icy body on top of hers. Her breasts, goose pimpled and slightly peaked, pressed against the hard planes of his chest. His hard thighs squeezed tightly between her supple ones. The stark chill of his rigid member, sliding through the drenched petals of her mound, sent her into a frenzy.
"Please! Please…" Bella whimpered, her head thrashing from side to side.
"You're not ready yet, love," Edward whispered, his cool breath gliding across the shell of her ear. He then, drew his lips in a meandering path down her upper body. Stopping at her breasts, he licked and suckled one, then the other, careful not to break the skin. Her fingers combed through his already tousled bronze hair, cradling him to her chest. Lips pursed, he blew cool air over the wetness he left on her nipples, causing the skin to pucker and tighten into peaks.
"Edward…" she whined, her fingers tightening in his hair.
He moved his mouth lower, lips ghosting over her quivering abdomen, and down to her weeping mound. Edward inhaled and growled, causing Bella's eyes to snap down to his. He looked up at her, eyes black with hunger and lust.
"What are you doing?" Her voice shaking with want and, if she was being honest with her self, a minute amount of fear.
He didn't answer, instead lowering his eyes do the sight before him. The aroused flesh, engorged and throbbing with every beat of her fluttering heart, was calling to him. The smell of her arousal, which seemed to surround her like an aura, was intensified here. All of his senses were hypnotized, mesmerized, and sharpened. He could hear, and almost see, the blood pulsing and rushing to her mound.
He had to taste.
With another sharp inhale, Edward dove in, tongue lapping at Bella's core and devouring the nectar that was flowing profusely. Bella's hands, that were once combing through his hair, tightened and pulled the strands, almost to the point of being painful.
"Oh! OH GOD! Yes, Edward…" she groaned, back arching off of the bed. Edward wrapped his arms around her thighs, successfully keeping her lower body still and opening her legs wider for his assault. Her essence was unlike anything he'd ever tasted, it was exquisite. He swirled his tongue in tight circles around her clit, never quite touching it. Her huff of exasperation had him chuckling against her core, the vibrations causing her eyes to roll into the back of her head.
"Oh fuck!" she cried out, causing his still black eyes to snap up to her flushed face. He'd never heard her use such profanity before; it aroused him even more. He then unwound one of his arms from her thighs and brought his hand up to join his mouth at her core. He let up in his attack on her body, stuck his middle and ring fingers in his mouth to wet them, and eased them into her slit. Her hips bucked up, from the sneak attack, the pleasure, and the startling cold of his fingers. His mouth, which had been warmed by the heat of her body, returned to her core. His fingers started sliding in and out slowly, curling up towards her belly button, while his tongue resumed its assault on the outside. The iciness and curling from his fingers and the flicking of his tongue against her clit set her body on fire. Bella released Edward's hair and brought her hands up to pull at her nipples. The collective sensations were a tempest and her body was the ship caught in the storm.
"Oh fuck…FUCK!" she cried out as the tension, that had built up inside of her, released and slammed through her entire being. Her body burned hotter than she'd ever felt before, bringing Edward's face and hands up to a more natural temperature; she could barely feel the cold anymore.
"Now you're ready," Edward said huskily, his onyx eyes burning with unsuppressed lust. He climbed back up her body, and positioned himself at her opening. He kissed her thoroughly, his tongue pushing its way into her waiting mouth, her essence and his honeyed taste combining and flooding her mouth. She groaned and moved her hands from her heaving chest to his back, where she proceeded to claw at it.
"Please, Edward, please! No more teasing!" Bella whined, bucking her hips against his. The bucking, combined with the slickness of her entire core, caused the head of his member to slip in, drawing a combined groan from each of them.
"Bella, love, this is going to hurt…a lot," he said, through gritted teeth, "please refrain from moving your hips. Perhaps we should count down so you'll be ready?"
"No, Edward, let's just get it over with…like ripping off a bandage," she panted, gyrating and swaying her hips under him, causing more of him to slip in. Suddenly, the head of his member plowed through her barrier, causing her to gasp, in pain, and him to growl. The pain started to subside, due to the chill of his skin, leaving a satisfying fullness behind. She experimentally rolled her hips and gasped at the pleasant sensation.
Edward, on the other hand, was deathly still. The scent of her blood, combined with her arousal, swamped his senses and awakened the beast within him. He warred with himself, trying to overcome his bloodlust, but the more she gyrated, the more aroused she became, and the more aroused she became, the more her blood rushed throughout her body.
He and the beast roared simultaneously.
Edward snatched her wrists from around his waist and pinned them above her head with one of his hands. He brought his other hand to her hip, to tilt her pelvis up, and started to slam into her. Bella's breath rushed out of her at the impact of his thrusts and she brought her hips up to meet his. She was shocked; she'd never seen this side of Edward before, but was more perplexed at her reaction to this side of him…she loved it!
"Fuck me!" she screamed. Her demand caused Edward to growl, release her wrists, and pull out.
"Turn over onto your front," he commanded and watched as she obeyed. As she was turning over, he spied the blood that stained the sheets. This only incensed the beast further.
"Up." He patted the swell of her butt. She obliged.
"Arch." He pressed the middle of her back down and she complied.
"Spread." He placed the palms of his hands on the insides of her thighs.
When she complied with all that he demanded, he thrust into her without warning, causing her to jolt forward. He placed one hand on her hip and the other, placed in her hair, wrapping it around his fist. He, then, started thrusting into her again, each thrust gaining force and momentum until the slapping of her backside against his stone thighs, her moans, and the feral growls coming from deep within him, were the only sounds that could be heard.
Bella wasn't able to hold out much longer, her release swiftly rebuilding within her like molten lava. Edward released his hold on her hair and brought his hand down to join the other one to grip at the skin on her hips. He drove into her, unrelenting, until, at last, she came; shrieking and spewing forth like a volcano. With one last thrust and a roar, Edward joined her, his hand releasing her hips to to snake out and grab a pillow from the head of the bed to rip and bite into.
"Oh my God! That was…" Bella gasped, while collapsing down on the bed. Edward slid out of her and rolled onto the side of her, caressing her sweaty back.
"Amazing," he finished for her.
"Yeah…" she mumbled, fatigue making it difficult for her lips to form the word. She was out before he could even attempt to start humming her lullaby.