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AN: Dear Reader, Please be advised, this story is a sequel [continuation] to 'After Sunset' and 'Sunset Riders' for maximum enjoyment of the story line, I highly recommend reading it prior to this. Thanks.
Danger at Dusk
Prologue:
It's been more than six years since the Volturi failed to battle the Cullens, but a silent and deadly cold war still exists between them. It is almost March now, Bella and Edward have successfully completed their mission in Europe. After a short, but well deserved vacation in the Tuscan Villa outside Florence that Edward had leased, they've decided to take some quality family time with Renesmee by temporarily staying at their little cottage not far from the Big House in Forks. The rest of the Cullens have recently returned from hiding in Alaska. Alice, still weak but recuperating from a Volturi psychic attack, wants nothing more than to be close to her mother, Esme and Jasper is happy to indulge her. Rose and Emmett are still visiting Forks for now, but they plan to resume their honeymoon in Africa soon.
As a result of Edward and Bella's efforts, the Volturi are rapidly disbanding. Without Chelsea's power to enslave the guard, even some long time members have decided they didn't want to remain in Volterra to serve Aro's wishes. Fear begins to creep up on Caius and Aro, their depleted ranks have left them severely weakened. They well know this could signal a pre-emptive strike against them in their battle to maintain power over their underworld. Infuriated at the continuing and troubling decay of their ranks, Aro swears to discover why Chelsea has suddenly and mysteriously decided to leave them, apparently without a word to anyone…
La Push
"So what did HE say?" Jacob asked, sarcastically.
"Nahuel said his nephew is 100% human and his sister had an easy, normal, human pregnancy," Nessie retorted.
Jacob's mouth fell open as he stared at Renesmee, stunned. Finally tired of waiting for him to snap out of it, she grinned up at him and reaching out, pulled him down to the couch once more. Her hands found their way up his arms and around the back of his neck. She watched his comprehension grow and the passion in his eyes blossomed again. Jacob knelt down next to the couch on one knee and let his lips meet hers once more. He felt her mouth open willingly to him and he responded to her, easily falling into the rhythm of her kiss, this time without fear.
"I love you, Jacob… only you." Nessie breathed into his ear as his lips found her neck. "I need you, always and only you."
Jacob moaned deeply from the back of his throat, the scent of her desire overwhelmed him.
"Jacob?' Nessie panted as his lips trailed along the delicate curve of her jaw line.
"Yeah, baby?" he murmured, intent on the delicate vibrations the sound of her voice caused in that particular location of her throat.
"There are some condoms in the night stand next to my bed…"
He pulled away from her in slow motion as if her intent was just as slowly seeping into his consciousness. Nessie felt a dropping sensation in her solar plexus as doubt filled her mind fearful of Jake's reaction. Then, when she had gathered enough courage to look up at his face, his eyes seared her with his. Nessie's confidence soared as he swiftly scooped her up off the couch and raced to the back bedroom with her in his arms.
Jacob laid Nessie gently down in the middle of the small bed, his eyes were dark with desire, never leaving her gaze. Her warmth permeated the room and filled his senses. Her eyes beckoned him closer even as her fingers played in the delicate hair at the back of his neck. The feeling her touch sent through his body was as intense as it was unfamiliar. He ran his huge hand up the flawless skin of her tiny arm, over the perfection of her delicate shoulder across her gracefully curved collar bone and then allowed his fingers to trace lightly down over her T shirt to her breast. Lightly rubbing, he felt her nipple tense beneath the thin cotton.
He bent his head closer to her beautiful face touching her soft, willing lips with his ever so lightly… her breath coming faster. She moaned as he pinched her lightly through her shirt and the sound hardened him more than ever. He covered her mouth with his and crushed her to him. His body was electrified by hers, his tongue probed deeper than he'd ever allowed himself before and she pulled him to her, even tighter, her tongue dancing with his in approval. The room seemed to swirl around them as their passion began to take charge of their actions…
"JAKE?" Leah called as she walked in the front door.
They both froze.
"I wish you'd remembered to close the bedroom door behind us," Nessie whispered, barely moving her lips and then letting her hands fall away from him moaning softly in resignation.
Jake sighed and still sitting on the edge of Nessie's little bed, twisted to face Leah through the unobstructed doorway. "Hey," he said unenthusiastically, as he slowly pulled away from Nessie and the little piece of heaven she represented. They listened to Leah throw her things down in the front room and then approach them through the short hallway. Nessie winked at him and then closed her eyes to feign sleep.
He sat there, cooling off and just beginning to wonder what he'd been thinking. His reason was slowly returning to him now, how could he have allowed this to go so far? Sure, she was intoxicating, but was he acting any better than that half-drac Nahuel? He couldn't count on Nahuel's honesty in this matter, there was too much at stake to proceed without any proof. For all Jake and Nessie knew, maybe he didn't even have a nephew. Not to mention the fact that there was no way would he be able to keep this incident out of his head for long and Nessie's mind-reading Dad, Edward, would have the full details as soon as he slipped up. As if all that wasn't bad enough, how was he even going to stand up with Leah watching him? This could be embarrassing.
"Is something wrong with your little half-vamp?" Leah asked craning around Jake's huge bulk to get a glimpse of Nessie in her bed, genuinely curious.
"Naw, she's just bushed," he drawled as casually as he was able, then turning to Nessie he carefully ran his finger along her cheekbone, "long day," he whispered.
"Yeah, speaking of…" Leah said, lowering her volume in response to Jake's. She leaned against the doorframe of Nessie's temporary bedroom and crossed her arms, "I'm starvin', how 'bout you?"
"Always!" Jake agreed enthusiastically. Leah's timing and attitude might not be the best, but her cooking was even better than Emily's… he tried concentrating hard on his favorite night time snack, eggs, bacon and toast.
"Great," Leah shoved herself upright pushing her shoulder hard against the doorframe, "You comin?"
"Yeah, in a minute," he turned back to Renesmee and gently pulled a lock of hair across her forehead.
"Is she gone?" Nessie whispered conspiratorially through her grin with her eyes still shut tightly.
"Shhh, baby, it's late and way past your bedtime anyway, OK?" Jake was trying to concentrate hard on drinking a cold orange juice and buttering muffins, as he gently stroked her face.
She curled her body around his back, pulling up her knees up to cradle his thighs and butt, like forming a sort of chair back against his body and inviting him to lean against her. "I miss you already," she whimpered softly.
Jake resisted the wonderful warmth of her implied invitation, "Shhh, I'm right here," He stood up, adjusting himself slightly as he listened to her whimper lightly at his withdrawal. He took some deep breaths as he looked down at her for a few more minutes and listened to her breathing start to deepen into the long, even pulls that induce sleep. Leah was already clanging around in the kitchen. When his heart beat finally slowed to a normal pace and his shorts were hanging at a more respectable angle, he headed out toward the kitchen and the promise of a home cooked breakfast.
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