Chapter Three:

Loving

Jace

Wife. By the Angel, I can't get that word out of my head. Wife, wife, wife. Ah! What I wouldn't give to make Clary my wife. But we're on the run. Two rogue teenage Shadowhunters, a brother and a sister, who just so happen to be in love with each other. We could never be legally bound in that way. The thought makes my chest constrict. It hurts to think that she can never really be mine.

The water to the shower shuts off abruptly, pulling me out of my thoughts. I can hear the rustle of fabric against skin behind the bathroom door as Clary dries off after her shower. We'd had an eventful day. She helped me restore the gardens, we read in the library, I played the piano for her in the study while she drew for me.

Clary had even used one of the cookbooks to make dinner for the two of us, and it had been delicious. Why had she never thought she could cook? All she needed was a little encouragement. Of course, that's Clary.

A loud thud echoes from the bathroom, a moan of pain escaping seconds later. I jump from the bed and force the door open, nearly ripping it from it's hinges. My love sits on the tiled floor, her foot wrapped in one hand, her cheeks blazing red.

I can't focus on much though, as the thin towel wrapped around her body has fallen open slightly to reveal one perfect breast. A small, taut pink nipple protrudes from it, just begging to be touched. I run my tongue across my lips and clench my hands into fists at my sides.

Clary is naked, right in front of me. I can take her. I can have her.

"I-I'm sorry," she stutters. "I dropped the blow dryer and then I stubbed my toe against the sink and... Are you okay? Jace?" Her green eyes follow my gaze. She gasps wildly. Her cheeks flame a fierce red as she hastily grabs the towel up in her fist, covering her body once more.

I groan as I sink to my knees beside her. "By the Angel, Clary."

"Did I do something wrong?" She says in embarrassment.

I shake my head and scoot a few feet away from her, not trusting myself so close. She's not wearing a thing under that towel. She's right there for me to take. "At this rate, I'll need to have the manor child-proofed."

"Oh, ha-ha." She rolls her beautiful green eyes at me, still clutching the thin towel in her tiny fist.

Exhaling loudly as I stand, I extend my hand for her to take. She accepts, righting herself and promptly pointing towards the door. "Get out."

I chuckle softly. "What's wrong, Clary? Are you afraid I'll," I stroke her cheek, down her neck, across her collarbone. "Try something?"

She shivers softly, her eyes meeting mine. Black pupils are dilated significantly. A grin stretches across my face and I pull her closer to me.

"Do you not want me, love? I want you." I whisper into her hair, trailing my fingertips down her bare spine. The towel slips a little in her grasp.

"Jace," She squeaks. "What's gotten into you?"

"You have." I murmur. "From the very first day I met you, I knew you were different. And I knew there would never be a day where I would get enough of you."

"Jace..." My love whimpers softly, her grip loosening on the towel significantly. Out of the corner of my eye, I see it drop to the floor.

I take her warm face in my hands and force her to look at me. My eyes are serious, though my mind is screaming at me to make her mine, to watch her moan and writhe beneath me, to make love to her.

"Clary, listen to me. If this isn't what you want, please tell me now. I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to do. Just because we're together doesn't mean you have to–"

"I want to." She whispers so softly I almost don't hear.

"What?" I question, taken by surprise. I didn't think she would really want me. Not like that, not yet.

But she repeats herself, slightly louder this time. "I want to, Jace. I want you."

My erection reacts immediately to her words, making my jeans impossibly tight. "Finish up what you were doing in here. I'll, uh, leave you to it."

Clary

With that, he turns and walks out the door. My stomach is doing intense somersaults inside my body. I grab at my towel and sink to the floor, preventing myself from falling over. At least I shaved, I think to myself. That was a smart move.

The more I think, the more terrified I become. What if he changes his mind? What if he realizes I really have no experience, and he laughs at me? He's done this before and I haven't. What if he thinks I'm stupid and inexperienced? What if it isn't good for him? What if I make a fool of myself?

But this is Jace! That little voice in my head tell me. He loves you enough to whisk you away just so you can be together. It will be perfect.

He's also my brother. I tell that same voice. And then it hits me suddenly, like a car being mowed down by a train. Jace is my brother. My brother. What am I thinking?

It's never felt like we're brother and sister, to either of us, it seems. We love each other in such a way that we would leave everything behind for the other. So why should it matter if we want to consummate our relationship? It doesn't feel wrong. I want him. Mind, body, and soul. So why am I trying to talk myself out of it? Stupid nerves.

I bring myself upright with all the strength and courage I can muster, and walk out of the bathroom barely wrapped in my towel. Jace is standing in the middle of the room, his back facing me. It looks as if he has his head in his hand. He doesn't even seem to notice my presence.

I pad barefoot to where he stands, fisting the towel in my right hand as I wrap my arms around his midsection. The white cloth falls noiselessly to the floor just in front of Jace's feet. My hands shake slightly as I inch my fingers under the hem of his shirt, marveling at the way his skin feels against mine. I could only imagine our bodies bare and moving together, soft as a whisper.

Wetness blossoms at my core and I can feel my face heating up, no doubt giving away my embarrassment. Jace whirls around suddenly and kisses me. It's a soft, sweet kiss that takes my breath away.

"Did you know," He asks, kissing a trail over to my ear. "that Shadowhunters have heightened senses?"

I nod slightly, not trusting my voice.

He goes on after nibbling my earlobe gently. "Like a heightened sense of smell, for instance."

His rough hands grip my hips and pull me slightly closer to his body. I'm suddenly very aware of the fact that I'm standing naked before him.

"I can smell your arousal, Clary, and it is divine."

The arousal he's talking about grows at his words. I can feel it starting to run onto my thighs. I've never felt this way before in my life. How can he work me up this way with just a few words?

He groans, pressing his forehead to my shoulder. "Do you truly want me this much, love?"

"Yes." I whisper on a shaky breath.

Jace withdraws, taking only my hand and pulling me toward the bed. I notice that he's careful not to look at my body as he does and I wonder why. He grasps my shoulders, turning me and sitting me on top of the blankets. I lay back and watch him as he strips off his shirt, then his jeans. As he starts to take off his boxers, I find that I can't look away.

I take my bottom lip between my teeth as I watch him strip. His erection is suddenly free, and my mouth falls open involuntarily. How could it be so big?

He precedes to climb in bed next to me. We lay on our sides facing each other, both looking into the others eyes, not sure what to do next.

Tentatively, I stretch my hand across the small gap between us and touch my fingers to his abdomen. His eyelids flutter closed and he leans his head back against the pillows. I continue my path, feeling his hard muscles, the tiny bit of hair trailing down...

I grasp his erection into my hand gently and his eyes fly open. "Clary, you don't–"

"Shh. I know I don't have to. I want to."

His breathing becomes labored as I softly stroke my hand down and then up. A clear, sticky fluid seeps out of the tip and I spread it around, making it easier to move my hand on him.

"Oh, Clary," he moans quietly. "Mmm..."

And then he's flipping me onto my back, settling himself between my knees.

"I need you," he whispers against my skin as he kisses and sucks the sensitive skin at my neck. "You have no idea what you do to me."

He brushes his fingers across my stomach, down passed my hips, across the delicate skin of my inner thigh. He smiles as he finds the skin there wet.

"You're so beautiful, Clary. So beautiful, and all mine." He looks into my eyes as he slips a finger into my folds, finding my clit and rubbing gently in a circle.

It takes all of my strength to keep my hips from bucking up off of the bed. He brings his other hand up, cupping my left breast and massaging it exquisitely. A finger and thumb close around on one erect, pink nipple, and roll it between the two.

I gasp wildly, clutching to his biceps and moaning.

"That's it, my beautiful girl. Does it feel good?"

"Jace," I pant. "It f-feels so good."

"I want you to cum for me, Clary. Please." He leans his head down toward my chest, and before I can react, he draws my other nipple into his mouth. He seems to know just what to do with his tongue there, as sparks begin to shoot through my abdomen, straight to my dripping core.

"Jace," I breath. "Jace, please. Please!"

"What do you want, angel? Tell me what you want." He licks around my breast in slow, sweet circles.

I moan loudly, fisting a hand in his thick blonde locks. "Please, Jace. Make me.. make me cum."

"With pleasure." I can hear the grin in his voice. His finger is replaced by the pad of his thumb, more pressure moving into those torturous circles. He then slips a single finger inside of me, and curls it toward his palm.

Colors burst across my vision as the building pressure suddenly releases. "Oh, God, Jace! Ungh! Yes!" I yell, my back arching off of the bed, my legs quivering. He wraps his right arm under me and pulls me closer, finishing out my orgasm with his glorious fingers.

He kisses me as I calm down, finally slipping his finger out of me. I feel the loss immediately.

"I thought you beautiful before," he whispers to me. "But to see you in the throws of passion... By the Angel, you are stunning."

I press my lips hungrily to his, hitching my right leg around his waist. He gasps into my mouth.

"Please, Jace," I mumble against his lips. "I need you now."

He pulls himself up, measuring my seriousness with his eyes. He must have found what he was looking for, because he takes the thigh of my left leg in his hand, pulling it up to his waist. I lock my ankles together behind his back as he positions himself at my entrance.

He whispers a single phrase before gently pushing into me. "I love you, Clary."

I feel myself stretching to accommodate his size, and then a slightly painful pressure as his tip pushes against something.

"It's going to hurt, love, but I promise to be gentle." He mutters softly.

And then he pushes through my barrier in one quick motion, immediately halting his movements as it rips open, allowing him to enter me completely. A pained cry escapes my lips and he tenderly strokes my face, my hair, my shoulders, murmuring apologies under his breath.

"I'm fine," I breathe as a single tear rolls out of my eye. "I just need a second, that's all. It's okay."

The pain dulls after a moment and I push my hips cautiously toward his. He stretches me some more, going deeper. I moan out his name and tighten my ankles together behind him.

"Are you ready?" He asks, brushing his thumb across my cheek to catch the tear there.

I nod. "Please."

He begins to slowly thrust into me, one hand braced on the bed beside my face and the other gripping my hip. With each thrust, a spark of pleasure flies through my body. I wrap my arms around him, holding his sides so I can meet his hips with mine.

He thrusts into me, hitting just the right spot. I moan loudly and dig my nails into his back, earning a grunt of satisfaction from him. He thrusts harder, faster.

"Jace! Unh, you feel s-so good!"

"So beautiful. I love you so much." He brings his hand between us and rubs my clit with his thumb. My green eyes lock with his burning golden ones, and we tumble over the edge, into bliss, together.

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