~A/N Thanks so much for checking out the story. Here's the next part. Reminder: it's M for a reason!
Part 2
("Connect the Dots" by The Spill Canvas, "To Make You Feel My Love" by Garth Brooks)
"Jake…"
"What?"
She looked at her gaudy ring and twisted it. "Because I already decided. I can't keep changing my mind."
"You could change it up until the point you say I do or you let him bite you and change you into what he is. None of those things have happened yet, so of course you can change your mind. I can totally help you with that if you let me." He moved closer and rested his forehead against her. "You still want to know, don't you?"
Her breathing got heavier. "I...I only wonder about a few things sometimes."
"Like?" She touched his chest where his heart pounded.
He gripped her neck. They both licked their lips before she flushed beet red.
"It's all normal, we're teenagers with raging hormones. You don't have to be embarrassed. We won't do anything you don't want to do, but please...allow yourself to feel, for once." He slowly made his approach. The kiss on the mountaintop had been rushed and occurred for mostly the wrong reasons.
Her lips were so soft and pliable. She was also very receptive to his kiss. He enjoyed all the sensations it provided. She tasted like fruit, with a splash of rum. He moved from her lips to plant several across her face and down her neck. Without thinking, he found her hand and slipped off the engagement ring. She stiffened.
"Not now, not when you're with me." She didn't protest when he left it on the coffee table. They got lost in their kisses again. He wasn't sure what he expected to happen next, but she never indicated she wanted to quit. Instead, she tried to climb over him, but the black pants she wore to the club were too tight. She stood up and Jacob thought she might be reconsidering, but she took them off. If she was going to be pantless, then so was he. That's how they ended up on Sam and Emily's couch in only their underwear.
It was going down as the best make out session in history in the back of his mind. Bella's soft, damp panties drug over his cotton bulge. She pressed her lacey bra against his bare chest while she plowed his mouth with her sweet tongue. He was pretty sure what was going to happen to him if she kept up her movements. He hoped she could experience some satisfaction as well.
Bella broke apart. She was breathing heavily. "Jake...I'm." He pulled her butt harder and then she squealed. "Oh God, I'm gonna, I'm..."
His wishes were coming true. "Me too, it's okay...I want you to, honey. What do you want me to do?"
"Just like that, don't stop." They grinded their lower halves together simulating exactly how he imagined he'd do it without underwear. Jacob engaged her in another long, passionate kiss. She grasped his shoulders, he pulled her hips harder. He exploded in his briefs and Bella panted into his mouth. He was so super sensitive, he felt her contractions through the fabric. She collapsed against his chest.
Once, they gained a little composure, he spoke up. "I'm a little messy. How about we rinse off?" He wanted to clean up, rinse the residual smells of the vamps away and see her naked in the shower. It would be a win win situation.
"Really? You mean like together?"
Bella relaxed into him and he kissed her hairline. "Um, yeah...I figured since we just...you know, you might want to. I want to, but we can go separately. I said we wouldn't do anything you didn't want to."
She thought about his request all of five seconds. "No, it's fine...we can, but I'm still a little embarrassed. Maybe, not stare or anything, Jake."
"Sure sure, no staring."
Once they were in there, he found his promise very hard to keep. He wanted to follow every trail of water that moved down her body. Bella was so fucking sexy to him on any given day, but naked and wet, coming down from the orgasm he gave her was the sexiest she'd ever been. He started out soaping up himself. He didn't want to freak her out, but he was already raring to go again. He turned his back to her, while she fumbled with some shampoo or body wash. She was in the spray and he was in the back of the shower.
"Are you clean?" he felt stupid asking that.
"Yeah, are you?"
"Um...can we trade spots, so I can rinse?"
They had just been quite intimate, but they were both acting shy with each other. Jacob was going to scoot along the wall of the shower and let her move, but they both got twisted around in the transition and ended up facing each other. His eyes had a mind of their own and passed over her body again, Bella did the same. He smelled her arousal despite the water and soaps.
She practically attacked him. Good thing he was secure with his footing or they would've tumbled over. Jacob lifted her and she wrapped her legs around him. He rested her against the cool tiles while they kissed. He was strong, he could keep it up for a long time without tiring. Parts of her were coming close to his parts. He was finding it more and more difficult not to see how easily it would slip inside. He had to wait until she said for sure that's what she wanted. She loosened her legs and he let her slide down. Bella was starting to show a side that he never thought he'd see. She reached her hand down between them and touched him. His eyes widened. "Ugh...Bells."
She started moving her hand, so he helped her some because she was being super gentle at first.
She licked her lips. He couldn't look away from her mouth. She knelt down in front of him. An internal battle took place in his mind. Should he tell her no, she didn't have to do that or should he say what he really thought about it?
She apologized, "I don't know how, but tell me if this is okay."
He was so glad he didn't tell her no. It didn't matter, if it was her first try. She was doing everything right, so right...he was sure to. "Unf...Bells." Nothing else out of his mouth was coherent. He pushed his hips forward and tilted his head back. Jacob kept one hand on her head and one against the shower wall. He didn't make her do anything, he allowed her all the control. At the last possible second, he gave her the signal and unleashed his load into her hands.
Once they dried off, he pulled her into the spare room.
"I can't believe we're running around naked in Sam and Emily's house. You sure no one's coming by?"
"Positive."
Bella started that shy thing up again. He pulled the covers back and told her to climb in. Things had already progressed way past his initial expectations. He took her to Sam's in hopes of getting her to kiss him again, but it was like they were on fire for each other as soon they started up. Kissing was not enough. They literally couldn't get enough.
Dry humping Bella in her underwear was amazing, laying nude under the sheets with her was other worldly. Jacob gave her a little speech, the ball was in her court. He wasn't going to push her, but he really did want to pay her back for the shower.
Confusion was replaced by realization when his hand massaged down her legs. "Oh you mean?"
"Yeah, fair's fair." They resumed kissing and touching. He rolled her over.
"What are you doing?"
"Shh, baby...just relax." He gently massaged over her shoulders and ran his large hands all over back.
"Jake..." she drug his name until she ran out of air.
He leaned over and kissed the side of her face. She tilted her head, so he could kiss her lips again. "I love you so much."
"I love you," she'd said it before, but it was different that time and they both knew it. He began to kiss every place his hands touched. Bella wiggled underneath him. His hands continued to massage her body. They traveled from her neck, to her shoulders, lightly skimming the sides of her breasts. Her arm reached for him, stretching as far back as it would go. He straddled her body and pressed her against the mattress. She'd loosened up quite a bit since he first started his erotic massage session.
"Tell me what you want."
"I...uh...more...you." She attempted to roll, but he wouldn't let her. His large hand cupped her ass and squeezed her flesh. Her pelvis rotated into bed. She was seeking friction. He rubbed over her bottom a little longer until he let one of his hands slip in between and under her. He encouraged her legs to open wider. He dipped his fingers in her treasure chest for the first time. He fought down an urge to push his throbbing flesh in that very spot, but he couldn't move so fast.
"Bells, you're so wet, so soft, so smooth. That's for me isn't it?"
She didn't answer.
"Tell me...I want you to say it."
"Yes...please, Jacob. It's for you. Of course, all for you."
He rubbed over her a few more times. He scooted down her legs. Jacob took in the sweet scents her body produced. He literally kissed her ass and drug his tongue up her spine while he continued to work her with fingers. He flipped her before she had a chance to beg again. He kept pursuing a desired outcome with one hand while he took what he needed from her lips again. She didn't hesitate any longer.
"Please, I'm ready. I want you inside me."
He told he needed to take care of her first. "Payback...trust me."
All those evenings phased in with that perv, Lahote were going to be put to good use. Once you have a lady's clit between your teeth, she's yours for the night. Jacob was thinking more like a lifetime, he wasn't settling for just a night. He had to sample the delicacy that had tempted his senses on more than one occasion. As soon as his mouth made contact with her swollen lips, she was screaming his name again.
He lapped up what was already there and then made sure she gave him more. She was so fucking tight on his fingers. He did his best to get her ready. The second time she came on his tongue, she declared that was all she could take. He snaked up her body again and aligned himself with her center.
"You sure, honey?"
"Yes, I mean it. I want you...so much." It wasn't as easy as the movies made it seemed. She was so uncomfortable and he cringed every second he hurt her. A few times, he thought they were going to have to stop, but finally they succeeded and he pushed himself all the way in. Perfect...she was made for us.
"Don't move, just yet, 'kay?" He wouldn't dare or he may disappoint her completely even though he already came two times back to back, being surrounded by Bella was every fantasy rolled up into one. He touched her face and kept his hand there. She was taking long, slow breaths through her nose because she held her lip between her teeth. He wiped his thumb over her mouth to release it.
He moved closer and brushed his nose across hers. He smiled. It was the one he reserved only for her. All the fear and uncertainty evaporated from her eyes. Her fingers moved up his back and threaded through his hair, "My Jacob."
"Always and forever."
She lifted her hips and moved beneath him, her other hand slipped lower down his back and she guided him into making slow, shallow movements. There was a gradual buildup, but before he knew it, she was asking for more. Her body had adjusted. He couldn't put into words what it felt like being with her like that...making love to her, being one with her. He thought he lost her forever, but she was his again and he was never letting her go.
Jacob and Bella were new to it all, but they quickly became very familiar with each other's bodies...all their wants and needs. He was so turned on when he brought her over the edge again. He thought it was the end of it, that he wouldn't be able to control himself. He thought about the C he barely squeaked by with in calculus, Old Quil wearing his really nasty robe while he watched TV and a bunch of other shit that he didn't want to think about, because he didn't want it to be over yet.
He staved off the first threat of premature ejaculation, but she came around him two more times. Her muscles clinched around his cock, her wetness coated him and she moaned his name. He jutted his hips one final time burying himself as far as possible when he felt hot streams from him mingle with her final orgasm.
He collapsed against her and kissed her again and again until they needed air.
They found a comfortable spot in the middle of the bed. Bella whispered her love to him and then she slapped the shit out of him.
"What the hell was that for?"
"How'd you learn all that stuff? I thought...I mean. I know I had no claim, but...just forget it, I'm dumb."
He laughed at her. "There wasn't anyone else. I swear, honey. Pack mind, that's all, plus we're so freaking hot for each other, that was the result. You were pretty damn awesome too."
"Oh," she hid her face in his chest. "It's just...for a second, I was a little worried."
He thought they should talk about what it all meant, but her voice kept drifting off. She was falling asleep and so was he. He was so overwhelmed about the chain of events, nothing else mattered but them.
("Sometimes When We Touch" by Dan Hill)
Jacob woke up to an empty bed sometime in the middle of the night. Panicked gripped him, his chest felt constricted. No...no way did she leave. He sat up, but she walked back into the room seconds later.
"Sorry, did I wake you? I had to visit the restroom."
Restroom, sure...that's all it was. Bella wouldn't leave him again. She just needed to use the bathroom. Sex was messy. He'd cleaned her up before they went to sleep, but she didn't get up then. That's when the conscious side of his brain actually woke up. They had really wet, hot, messy sex. Dammit...what was he thinking? He wasn't. She obviously wasn't either. Neither of them even brought it up. Shit. He should say something, but he decided to wait until the morning. She probably needed several hours of sleep to digest everything they needed to talk about.
Bella tossed her leg over his. They never put on clothes. Did she know what she was doing to him? He felt her heat against his thigh. She giggled.
"I'm awake now, how about you?"
"Yeah, I'm up."
She reached down and felt. "You definitely are. We can't let this go to waste."
She climbed across him. Before he knew it, he was sheathed in her channel again. He never brought up the mistake. It was already done, so one more time wasn't gong to change anything. She started bouncing up and down on his dick and he watched her through thin lines of light that shone through the blinds. She was so beautiful and the universe no longer felt like one huge fucked up mess.
A stirring deep within changed his focus. It was like a voice started guiding him. He knew it, but had never heard it so vocal, so human-like: ours, mate, take, claim, mark.
What the fuck? Mark. No way, he couldn't do that. There were rules, a certain protocol to adhere to.
Bella slowed down, she sensed his shift in mood.
"Is this alright? Do you like it as much?"
"Ugh, yes...you have no idea, but honey can we try something? Tell me if it's too rough." He lifted her up and guided her to the headboard. He told her to hold on and he stuffed a pillow under her for comfort. He teased the tip against her slit until she pleaded.
He slipped in and out a few times and she squeezed him, encouraged him with her words and her body. Jacob felt the surge of energy build up again. Claim, bite...mark.
He wanted to refuse the wolf's request. He had to, but she was begging for him to fuck her harder, deeper. He finally growled out, "Bells, my wolf...he wants...ugh." He kept pumping in and out of her. He was so in tune with her by then, he knew what was building for both of them.
"I love the wolf. Whatever he needs, I trust you. I want all of you. Don't hold back."
He braced himself on the wall while he mercilessly pounded in and out of her body. He commanded her to come again. She did. His mouth salivated as his teeth elongated, and then he did it without hesitation. He bit into the meaty part of her shoulder while he spilled for a second time deep within her.
He brought her trembling body against his and apologized. He was so worried he caused her severe pain. She turned into him and hushed him with a passionate kiss.
"Stop, I'm fine. I'm better than fine. Jake, that was incredible. I can't believe how special it all was."
"Bells...you're staying, right? I mean this changes..." his voice trailed off.
"I love you, but I'm really tired. Let's just stay here...in this moment. I don't want it to end. We can talk in the morning."
He held her against his chest and listened to her breathing as she drifted back off to sleep. Bella was his now. He marked her. He knew what it meant, but he hadn't explained it all to her. They were too caught up in the moment. They'd given each other everything, there was no way she'd could go through with her previous plans. They loved each other, they made love half the night. She told him over and over how much she loved him. He couldn't lose her again, he wouldn't. If she walked away, she'd strip him of everything...nothing would be left.
"I love you, honey," he whispered into her hair.
Her fingers squeezed his hand and he was more than confident, they'd essentially changed the course of both their lives.
~Thanks for reading.
I said twice a week, but since some readers on TR are already caught up to this part, I might post Part 3 really quick, so everyone has something new. :)