I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT WHAT SO EVER! STEPHANIE MEYER RIGHTFULY GETS ALL THE CREDIT! I OWN NOTHING!

Yes, people. I have decided to write yet ANOTHER story. This one, though, is a spinoff sequel thingy to my original one-shot Heated Desires. And sense everyone has been asking me to continue Heated Desires. So I have decided to write this. Now I'm not sure how often I'm going to update this because I have other stories to continue and my senior year is jus going to start in a week, but I'm not going to abandon this story:) TAHNK YOU AND REVIEW!

PS: I have a very important Author's Note at the end of this chapter. Thank you!

Chapter 1

Watching

I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He just looked so good out there, gyrating his hips as his arms swung over his head, the beat of the music that moved his body in just the right way.

Fuck, he made me hard unlike anything else.

I adjusted myself underneath the table as inconspicuously as possible, wary of the large amount of club-goers around me. I couldn't help myself. The way the boy moved his body was just so fucking hot.

I couldn't help but wonder what those swaying hips looked like swinging, not over the dance floor, but over my cock. I imagined his head thrown back in ecstasy as I pushed into his tight ass, his walls squeezing the holy hell out of dick as he rode me to a blissful oblivion. His pouty lips opened to let out pants of breath as mewls escaped him. Fuck if my cock didn't twitch at the thought.

I was abruptly brought back to reality as a large hand waved in front of my eyes.

"Jared! What the hell man! Answer me when I'm talking to you!"

I forced my eyes away from the sexy god in front of me to turn the Embry's annoyed glare.

"What?" I asked, irritated.

Embry rolled his eyes. "I was just asking if you were enjoying yourself this evening."

I licked my lips as I turned my attention back to the beautiful boy dancing out on the floor. I muffled a moan as he dipped down and slowly brought himself back up.

"Yeah," I answered Embry's question. "I'm enjoying myself just fine."

Embry rolled his eyes, but didn't bother me any more. Instead, he turned his attention to Quil and Sam sitting next to him. I ignored their idle conversation as I continued to eye-fuck the beautiful specimen in front of me.

Jacob truly was a beautiful piece of work, with his full lips and supple ass that anyone would kill to fill up, preferably me. I didn't know where this attraction to my pack mate came from, but I became intimately aware of it that first day Jacob went through his first heat cycle.

I remember how I raced against my pack, eager to be the first one to claim Jacob as he ran from us into Canada, trying to escape the pack's insane lust for him. As soon as I was far from Jacob and his empowering scent, I tried to make out what the hell just happened. I had never thought of another guy as even potentially sexy. I always thought I was as straight as a ruler. But as I thought more and more about Jake, the more aroused I got. I tried to reason my wild thoughts with Jacob's heat. Anyone would be crazy with arousal and lust after catching a whiff of his delicious scent.

But as soon as Jacob's second cycle came through, I knew that wasn't true.

I had made my way to Sam's house with Paul by my side to discuss patrolling schedules. When we got there, Sam wasn't in, so Paul and I decided to sit at the kitchen table and wait out his arrival. It wasn't but five minutes later that sweet little innocent Jake waltzed unsuspectingly into my immediate area. As soon as I smelled his scent, I was done for.

I couldn't think of anything that wasn't Jake. He clouded my thoughts from left to fucking right. And I sure as hell wasn't going to complain. I didn't even notice Paul as he stood up the same time that I did. I wasn't even aware that we reached Jake at the same time, both our hands capturing his wrists. I was only focused on how soft Jacob's skin felt, the silkiness of the texture.

I remembered how I leant in by his ear to inhale his intoxicating scent, the way he shivered as my fingers traced patterns over his tight stomach. I gently gave his shoulder a tender kiss, my tongue flickering out to taste his heated flesh and I knew that if I didn't pull away now, then Jake would be bent over the kitchen table with me thrusting unmercifully into his hot ass. So I guess it was a blessing in disguise when Paul growled sharply at me, a long unbroken chain of rumbles in his chest.

I was suddenly vividly aware of the fact that Paul was touching Jake. My Jake. I growled back, not wanting to back down from what was mine. I watched through narrowed eyes as Paul snapped up and pulled Jacob into his arms and away from my roaming fingers. My lip curled over as Paul stared unblinkingly into my eyes over Jacob's shoulder, his arms encircling around his waist. My inner wolf didn't take that too well at all.

Jacob's beautiful brown eyes were large as he took in the aggressive stances both Paul and I were in. He knew a fight was just around the corner if something didn't stop it soon.

"Paul, Jared—" Jacob murmured in his sweet voice, but it was caught off with a breathy gasp as Paul boldly dipped his fingertips underneath his waistband to play just a few inches above Jacob's hardened dick.

I couldn't take it any more

I lunged at Paul.

I didn't remember much after that, but I did remember that there were no words exchanged between us as we rolled through the open door and out onto the dirt where we exploded into our wolves. There were no sounds but our snarls as we tried to rip into each other, attempting to cause as much damage as possible. And as I glared into Paul's angry dark eyes, I didn't think of him as a member of my pack or even my best friend. I thought of him as a threat to what I rightfully deserved.

A threat that needed to be removed as quickly as possible.

I didn't know how long we fought. It could have easily been hours to a mere few seconds, but Sam had somehow stepped in as he tried to separate us. I didn't know how he did it, but I was finally pulled away from Paul a good distance. Sam had ordered us not to come within fifty feet of each other for the remainder of the day and he sent us off. I was content with that. I truly didn't want to tear my best friend limb-from-limb. As I made my way back to my house for some rest and to allow my wounds to heal over without interruptions. I thought that Paul had gone to do the same.

It was only a day later that I found out about Paul popping Jake's cherry.

Oh, I was mad. Furious, even. I wanted to find Paul and tear him up like I wanted before, but I was able to control my anger. Even as Paul and Jacob eventually became an item. Out of all the emotions I was feeling, barely suppressed rage and betrayal were the two feelings I felt more strongly than others.

How could Paul do that to me? Sleep with Jacob and then claim him all for himself? Wasn't I his best friend like he was to me? Didn't I matter? I felt hurt by his actions.

I shook my head as I returned my attention back to Jacob as he grinded against his dance partner. Paul. He had to be the most luckiest sonofabitch alive, having that fine piece of ass whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted. Nobody knew just how badly I wanted to be in Paul's place for the past few months. I yearned to have Jake's hot body pressed against me whenever I wanted it. To be able to allow my fingers roam all over him, exploring areas that I would sell an arm and leg for to be able to find his sweet spots and make him writhe and moan beneath me as I pounded into him relentlessly.

A small smirked crossed my lips as I watched Paul and Jacob seal their dance with a lingering kiss right in the middle of the floor. I had counted down the days until Jacob's next heat cycle. Until the entire pack would be driven crazy with lust as they trailed after Jacob like lust-stricken puppies. I had a month and a half to get Jacob to ditch Paul and come to my bed forever.

I turned to the conversation that Embry, Sam, and Quil were having as Paul and Jake made their way off the dance floor to us with fingers interlocked. I felt a little horrible for what I knew I was going to do to Paul both mentally and emotionally and possibly even physically. But as I glanced at Jake as they sat down at the table, I knew that everything would be worth it if Jake decided to see the light at the end of the tunnel and choose me over Paul.

All in forty-five day's time.

Well, I hope that you guys enjoyed the first chapter:)

I have decided to write another fic, but instead of ME deciding the plot and characters, I want YOU GUYS to create it. Yes, I have decided to make a fic 100% completely based off of one-shots that you decide who are involved. You guys get to decide what the plot, characters, setting, world, etc. are going to be. The possibilities are vast. It can be ANYHING you want, even if it involves more than two characters, but it HAS to be slash and Twilight. The first person to review this and tell me what they want will get the first chapter/one-shot dedicated to them:)

THANK YOU AND REVIEW!

PS: Next fic to be updated is Apocalypse!