A/N: Chapter 3 got more than five reviews so I thought I would post a little bit earlier today! This chapter is the longest one yet and I hope you like it!
CHAPTER 4
He could hear the quick intake of breath as Bella heard his answer. While Bella hoped Jake would give into her desire, there was a part of her that believed there was no way he would say yes. In response, Bella relaxed her grip on his hair and began to gently massage his scalp. Jacob's eyes closed at the sensation and a deep, contented rumble sounded in his chest. 'Sometimes Jake really is such a dog.' Bella joked with herself.
Jake's hands, which had stilled during their brief conversation, slid down to her ass and began kneading the flesh there in time with Bella's scratches.
"No! Put your hands at your sides." Bella commanded, still lovingly caressing his hair. Jake's eyes snapped open and narrowed at her command. He really didn't like being told what to do and he really didn't like being told not to touch his Bella. 'Mine!' his wolf growled. For once he agreed with his inner beast.
Jake's hands stilled, but they remained firmly where they were. He stared into her eyes and Bella knew he was challenging her command. It was times like these she was glad she watched a special on wolves on the discovery channel. As much as Jake was human, part of him, especially the part that was in control during their sexual moments, was part wolf. She knew he would stare into her eyes until hers lowered in submission; it was just his nature. Since Bella had no desire to engage in a staring contest and because she was also a little bit pissed that he was refusing her so quickly, Bella's gentle hands quickly grasped his thick hair and yanked his head back. The sudden change startled Jake and his head snapped back, breaking his eye contact with her.
"Hands off my ass now!" Bella growled at him. The human part of Jake hardened at her aggressive acts and words. The alpha wolf part, however, growled. His hands flexed a few times, kneading the soft flesh, before slowing letting go completely.
Once his hands were by his sides as she requested, Bella's hands immediately began to sooth his scalp again. She saw as Jacob's hands clenched and released over and over at his sides. Bella knew she just won a small victory, but to be honest, she wasn't really expecting to have to wage war quite so early. This night was going to be a lot more difficult than she imagined if he kept this up.
Bella rewarded him with a few small pecks on his neck and continued to massage his head. When she felt his hands still she knew he was calm enough to move forward. Pulling back a little so she could look into his slightly calmer eyes, she gave him a gentle smile and placed both hands on his chest.
"Now, I've spent all day making a really nice meal and I'm hungry. If I am going to be able to keep up with you all night, I need some fuel." Bella smiled wickedly at Jake, knowing he would catch the underlying promise. The corners of his mouth tipped upward. "Make me a plate, please. More than usual, I'm extra hungry." And with that she quickly snuck around him and walked toward the kitchen table.
Jake was momentarily stunned and his brow furrowed as he stood still staring at the wall where Bella had just been. Bella didn't usually ask him to do things like this unless she was sick or injured. She was the kitchen goddess and loved to take care of anyone, especially him, when it came to satiating their hunger and always put others first.
For once, his inner wolf was happy at her request. It was in his nature to provide for her and make sure he was well taken care of and happy. As alpha of the pack, he always got first dibs on food; the pack would always wait until his plate was made and he sat down to eat before descending on what was left. He always made sure to take a little extra to make sure Bella ate enough. If he saw something he knew Bella particularly liked he made sure she got as much as she wanted before giving everyone else the ok. Often he would slide food from his plate to hers and would watch her until she ate it. Normally an eye roll would precede her first bite but he didn't care. It was his job to protect his Bella and make her happy. His inner wolf boasted with pride and a strong feeling of possessiveness filled him. His Bell was actually asking him to take care of her instead of stubbornly protesting his every move. This command he would fulfill with ease and hope she asked him many more times in the future.
Jake quickly turned toward the table and picked a plate Bella had sat there earlier and brought it over to the stove. She had just taken the lasagna out of the oven before he arrived so he knew it was cool enough to cut and serve now. Placing the plate on the counter next to the stove, he opened the drawer to look for a spatula.
"Jake," he heard Bella call in a sultry voice. When he turned to look over his shoulder at her he was struck by how sexy she looked in that moment. She was sitting in his chair at the head of the table. While he thought that act might cause some rumblings with his wolf, he noticed he wolf was also captivated by her at this moment. The chair was pushed back from the table so he could see her whole body. She was slouched sideways in the seat, one leg hooked over the arm of the chair, high heel dangling precariously off her foot. In her hand she clutched a full wine glass which she daintily took a sip of as she waited for him to finish ogling her.
"Yes?" He responded, his voice gruff with desire.
"Take your shirt off. I want to watch your muscles move as you work in my kitchen doing my bidding." She ordered with devilish smirk on her face. Jake had no idea where this side of Bella was coming from. In the years they had been together she had never been so confident in her sexuality. The thought of it turned him on. Not to mention the fact that she wanted him to take his clothes off. 'This was a step in the right fucking direction!' It also didn't hurt his ego that she wanted to appreciate his appearance. His inner wolf chuckled with pride. 'I'm sexy and she knows it.'
Bella didn't know where her sudden confidence came from either, but she wasn't going to question it. Taking another little sip of her wine she reveled in the look of desire on Jake's face. She could only ever be this way around him; he always made her feel safe and she knew he would never embarrass her or make her feel ashamed of her sexual desires. Bella really had no concrete plan for the night and was just going with the flow, making requests that suited her wants in the moment. Thinking too far ahead made her nervous.
Only too eager to do her bidding this time, Jake's hands quickly went to the collar of his shirt and began to bring it over his head.
"Uh uh uhhh, Jacob," Bella chastised. Jake's hands froze and his eyes met hers. "Rip it, Jacob." Jake didn't think he could get any harder in that moment. Her request was just so primal it touched some need deep inside him. Bella was asking him for a display of his aggression and he was only too willing to give it to her. Grasping the collar firmly, he pulled in opposite directions, easily shredding the material away from his body. He heard Bella's moan from across the room and smelled the increase in her arousal. Looking in her face he saw her face flushed and her eyes dilated. When he instinctively moved to take a step toward her she quickly put her hand up.
"Finish what you started Jacob." He paused. Something about her using his full name was so sexy. She always called him Jake so hearing her use his full name in that sultry tone made his stomach clench. Letting out a sigh in frustration, he turned around and quickly got back to work. The sooner they ate the sooner he could get back to what he really wanted to do. He cut her an extra big piece, just like she requested and put some salad and two pieced of buttered Italian bread on her plate. Walking over to the table he expected her to move over to her normal chair as he assumed she was only sitting in his seat for the view it provided. Instead she made no attempt to even straighten in the chair.
Reaching the table, Jake placed Bella's plate down at her usual spot beside his normal seat, which she was currently still occupying much to Jake's chagrin. Slowly, he pulled out her chair and looked over at her, waiting for her to get up and take her seat so he could get her settled, fed and hopefully naked. 'I can be a gentleman. I'm doing just want you want right now. I'm not even thinking dirty thoughts!' His inner wolf snorted and rolled his eyes.
Bella leaned forward, pushing the empty plate in front of her toward the middle of the table. Sitting back, she continued her lounging position with a smirk on her face. Shaking her head "no," she tapped the now empty space in front of her. Jacob's eyes narrowed at her. Bella raised an eyebrow in response. She made no move to get up from her position. Jake let out a short, hard breath and slid the plate in front of her. 'If she wants to eat there, fine! Whatever it takes to make her happy so I can have my way with her.' It was getting damn difficult for Jake to keep moving around with the massive hard on he was sporting right now.
Bella smiled at him and brought her hand up to her face, slowing moving her pointer finger back and forth across her bottom lip. She made no move to begin eating; she simply continued to watch him. Anxious to get dinner over with and on the verge of starving as the scent of the meal finally seeped into his lust filled brain, Jake picked up the empty plate on the table, turned and made his way back to the stove. Picking up the spatula to cut off a third of the lasagna, his mind starting to think of all the ways he was going to make Bella pay for making him wait to have her. He would make her come over and over again, begging him, until she acknowledged how great only he could make her feel and how stupid she was for denying herself such pleasure.
"I didn't tell you to make another plate, Jacob. Put the plate down and come sit." Jake froze, his hand still on the spatula and an empty plate still in his hand. 'She did not just tell me I need her goddamn permission to eat in my own fucking house.' Both his and his would were incensed! He was hungry, beyond horny, and Bella was playing fucking games with him. He dropped the plate with a loud clatter and threw the spatula onto the pan of lasagna. He whipped around, hands clenched in fists at his side and growled.
"I do not need your permission to eat my food in my own fucking home!" He growled at her, expecting her to look immediately remorseful. His ire was further enflamed as he watched her continue to sit there in her relaxed pose, a smirk still calmly on her face. He watched as she took another drink of her wine and raised her eyebrow at him.
"You think you deserve to eat the meal I prepared tonight, huh?" Bella asked him in a disturbingly calm voice. "The meal that I spent all day cooking, on my day off, just for you because I thought you would enjoy it and I knew it was your favorite. And what do you do? You come storming in here and told me that you didn't care about the meal I made because fulfilling your sexual needs was more important. Well I care, Jacob. And then you stand there telling me that the food I went out and got, that I spent all day slaving over, belongs to you and that this is your house. How dare you Jacob Black? I may normally concede to your aggressive side when we are in the bedroom, and I may never contradict your or correct you in front of the pack, but you better damn well never, ever, forget that I am your equal and I do not answer to you or walk behind you." As she calm finished her speech, never once raising her voice, she watched as Jake mulled over her words and looked properly remorseful. His eyes were firmly on the ground and his cheeks had the tiniest tint of red. His once proud and aggressive stance wilted and his shoulders were rolled forward.
"Now, you said I was in control tonight and you agreed to follow my every command and fulfill my every desire. You agreed Jacob. So tonight, Mr. Black, that is my food on the stove, and this is my fucking house and if you know what is good for you, you will walk your stubborn ass over here and sit in this seat for no other reason than because it is what I want and because I told you to." Bell was never more surprised in her life than when she watched Jacob slowly forward and sit in the empty chair at the table.
A/N: Oh man! Tell me what you think? I'm starting to get nervous for some reason! Any ideas on what's going to happen next? 8 reviews will get you the next chapter!