Here's a little drabble I wrote years ago. JKane180 beta'd it back in the day.

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"Oh, my God, Emmett!" I screamed as I watched an innocent game of horseplay go a little too far. "What have you done?"

"Relax, Ness. He'll be fine," Emmett said, brushing off my worry, which made me even more angry.

Of course the fight had gotten a little out of hand. It was Emmett and Jacob after all. The two of them loved to one-up the other every chance they got, and this time they took their boasting out to the field behind the house to see who would win in a battle between the two of them. First one pinned to the ground for more than three seconds would win. Emmett's love for the WWE showed up in his fighting rules.

I just rolled my eyes, annoyed at the male egos that allowed such nonsense.

I had tried to talk Jacob out of it because the last time they did something stupid like this, a certain grand piano was crushed and ruined. I thought my father was going to kill them both. At least they went outside this time.

"I guess I win by default," Emmett roared, sticking his chest out with pride.

"Throwing him down a ravine is cheating, Uncle Emmett, and you know it," I screamed at him as I bounded down the hill towards Jacob. It was steep, and the terrain was rough. I knew Jacob was tough, and being in his wolf form would keep his injuries to a minimum, but I still worried about him.

My senses heightened as I ran towards Jacob. The smell of him hit me before I could see him. I shook off the scent of the other warm-blooded animals around me, focusing on finding him. Nothing else mattered.

I panicked when I saw him crumpled at the base of a tree, covered in cuts and bruises. He had phased back into human form, and I cried out his name, hoping for a response but got none. I silently cursed my uncle and would not let him off the hook easily for causing this mess.

"Jacob!" I screamed again, kneeling next to him and inspecting his wounds. Most of them looked superficial and were already healing before my eyes. The deeper cuts would take longer. I knew he would be okay, but it didn't keep me from worrying.

The smell of his blood hit my senses, and I immediately had to work to control myself. Usually, I'd only nip and suck a little of his blood in the throes of passion. He never complained when I did. But he was hurt, and I needed to push my wanton thoughts to the side and help my husband.

I touched a scrape on his cheek and watched as his eyes opened, startling me. He looked too serious at first, which scared me a little, but then a huge grin spread across his face.

"Are you all right?" I questioned, truly concerned for his well-being.

"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?" he joked.

"Um, because you just were thrown down a huge ravine and impaled by various sticks, rocks, and trees."

"I'm perfectly fine, babe," he reassured, taking my hand that rested on his cheek and kissing it.

"Do I need to get your head checked? You're covered with blood. Are you sure you're okay?" I asked one last time. Even if Jacob was seriously hurt, he wouldn't tell me. He had too much pride to let me think he was a wimp.

"With you here, I'm more than fine," he said, suddenly pulling me on top of him. My legs straddled his abdomen, and I finally realized he didn't have any clothes on.

His hands rubbed the outside of my thighs, causing little ripples of pleasure to spread to my lower body.

"You are such a man...you get hurt, and all you can think about is sex."

"I don't see you complaining," he laughed. "In fact, I know you like it." God, I loved the sound of his laugh...so sexy.

I knew he was right. My body didn't take long to be turned on by any touch from Jacob. I felt the wetness between my thighs and knew he sensed it, too. Just the smell of my arousal spurned him on.

His blood did the same thing for me.

I leaned my head to his, placing my hands on either side of his head in the dirt. My lips found the gash in his cheek, and right before I made contact, I whispered to him, "Do you want me now?"

His strong hands gripped my hips and slid my center to his hardness.

"Does this answer your question?" he asked playfully.

"At least we know all your parts are working?" I joked and enjoyed hearing him laugh again. I then wet my lips and slid my tongue across the blood on his cheek. A moan emanated from the base of my gut. It was then that I lost all rational thought. I didn't care that we were out in the open forest for all the world to see. I had no idea where Emmett had gone, and at the moment, couldn't have cared less if he found us.

"So good," I moaned again and soon felt his hips press into me. I found another cut on his neck, and slowly licked the blood and sliding myself up and down his cock, torturing him in the process. I could feel my body dripping with want. Each taste of his blood made me crave his body more. He never had to worry about me hurting him, and he never minded my nipping and sucking.

I let his hands travel under my skirt, where my panties were soon ripped off my body and then fell to shreds on the ground. It wasn't but a moment later that he lifted my sweater over my head, leaving me in just my bra.

"I fucking love that one," he breathed, taking my breasts in his hands and cupping them both rhythmically. "I can always see your nipples through the pink lace." They were hard under his touch, and my body yearned for him.

I needed another hit.

My tongue grazed another wound, licking it clean of the blood. It never ceased to amaze me that in a matter of minutes, the cut underneath the blood was gone. As if his smooth, russet skin had never suffered any trauma at all. My insides pleaded with me to do something about this tension that needed to be released. His blood, his body, and his hands made me want him.

"Ness, you're killing me. Please..." he begged, and I knew what he wanted.

My wetness moved to the tip of his dick, and I couldn't wait have him inside me. We both moaned when he forcefully pushed into me, filling me.

We had made love thousands of times, but the feeling of him never got old. I wanted him all the time. Once he satisfied me, he would only have to give me a look, and I was wet all over again.

I rode him hard, making him go as deeply inside me as he could. Jacob knew every part of me and definitely knew where I liked his dick to be.

"Oh, right there, Jacob!" I yelled, feeling his cock thrust into a spot that had me moaning his name. "Yes, Jacob!" His hips kept their frantic pace, sending my body into sensory overload.

When his thumb stroked my clit, my body lost all self-control. I kept riding him, relishing the pleasure, not wanting it to be over.

I let out a deep sigh, feeling my walls clenching around him. I wanted his dick in me always.

Without warning, Jacob grabbed me at my hips, flipped me over, and threw me on my hands and knees. He pushed my skirt over my ass, exposing me to the world. I knew what he wanted, and I was certainly ready for more. Jacob was on his knees ready to fuck me again from behind. Damn, I'm a lucky girl.

His hand pressed my ass to his cock, entering me swiftly.

"Ness, baby. You feel so damn good," he growled. He loved this position, and I wondered if it had anything to do with the wolf inside him.

Jacob's thrusts were deep and rough. My nails dug holes where my hands grabbed at the soil, trying to brace myself. It wouldn't take long for me to find my release. Just listening to his growls and moans were enough to send me flying into orgasm nirvana.

"Fuck!" he yelled as one of his hands ripped the lace my bra, trying to cup one of my breasts. I knew he was coming because he always grabbed my tits as he did. His body stilled behind mine, leaving me a little unfulfilled. My body ached for him to finish.

"Don't stop, baby!" I requested as I began touching myself, hoping to reach my orgasm. I let out a moan as my finger on my clit brought instant gratification.

"Oh, fuck," he whispered; I knew he enjoyed what I was doing.

"Just a little more..." I asked, feeling his still hard cock move again inside me.

It didn't take much for him to push all the right buttons and help me find my release. Jacob knew exactly how to make me come, and that he did. I screamed in pleasure as my insides pulsated all around him for the second time. My fingers stopped their caressing, and I tried to control my heavy breathing.

Jacob removed himself from me and pulled me flush to his chest, taking my wet fingers in his hand. His lips wrapped around them, licking off every bit of my arousal.

"You taste good, as always," he said in his seductive tone. Then he gave me that look...the one that made me want him again.

Before we were able to do start being all over each other for another go round, we heard my uncle storming through the ravine looking for us.

"What the hell..." he asked, and it was evident by the look on his face that he knew exactly what was going on. He covered his face with his hands.

"I didn't need to see that," Emmett groaned. "I should have known not to come find the two of you."

"We'll be up in a little bit, Uncle Emmett," I smirked, gladly making him a little uncomfortable for once.

"Take your time. I'm off to rid my mind of seeing my niece half naked after she...shit! I can't even talk about it!"

Jacob and I laughed at a speechless Emmett, who retreated up the hill faster than I'd ever seen him run.

"You interested in hanging out here a little more?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.

"Do you even have to ask?"

The next thing I knew, I was pinned to the ground with Jacob on top of me. My wrists were firmly in his grip.

"At least I can pin someone to the ground today,"" he added before his mouth engulfed mine.