Her Protector
Chapter Seven
Bella groaned as her eyes fluttered slowly. All she knew was she was in a hut and lying on a bed, but she wasn't sure where. She knew it wasn't her bed or her hut. The roof of the hut was more worn than hers, but not by much.
She blinked a few times as she felt the bed shift.
"Hey." She heard Jacob's voice and slowly turned her head, groaning from her stiff neck. She gazed at his face and a loving smile graced her lips.
"Hello." He smirked as he tucked her hair behind her ear. "What happened? The last thing I remember is being at the creek with you." She asked with a soft voice and he took her hand between his, a stern look across his face.
"You lost consciousness and I ran you back here. Sue tended to your wounds." She looked around and realized who's hut she was in.
"Why are we in your hut?"
"Quiet and privacy. You needed time to heal from what you endured. The home you share with your sisters wouldn't have sufficed." This made her a little nervous.
"How long have I been out?"
"Three days." That was unfathomable to her.
"Three days? Where did you sleep if I've been here the whole time?" She asked and he gulped before averting his eyes to his hands, still holding her good one.
"I haven't slept." She couldn't believe this. Why the hell didn't he sleep? "I thought you were going to die. When I saw what those men were doing to you….I was so scared for you and I don't get scared very often." She nodded as she squeezed his hand.
"But, I'm okay now. My shoulder and my leg doesn't even hurt." Then she tried to move her leg which sent a pain up her extremity. She groaned instantly as he rolled his eyes.
"Sure, like I believe that." She wasn't going to lie so she just nodded. "What happened?" He needed an answer. "Who were those men?"
"They were from my hometown." She confessed and his eyes widened. "Edward, the man who was…." She trailed off, unable to speak of the unthinkable things Edward wanted to do to her. "The one who tried to force himself on me, he worked for my father." Jacob's eyes widened with disbelief.
"Did you say he tried?" She nodded as she squeezed his hand before she pushed herself to sit up with her good arm, leaning back against the wall. "So he didn't force himself on you?" Bella shook her head with a sad smile.
"He would have if you didn't show up when you did. I fought him off as hard as I could given my injuries. If he had shot my shoulder first, I would have been able to run away, but he got my leg first. He didn't even know it was me when he first shot me." Jacob watched her curiously and she gave him a sad smile. "He didn't understand why I was dressed like a native. I tried to explain to him what you did, how you rescued me from Salan, but when he realized that I chose to be a part of the village, he said I was a traitor. He said he was going to kill me." Jacob's arm shook with his hatred for this man she spoke of.
Jacob moved to sit next to her and she scooted closer to him, pressing her cheek to his chest. This action calmed his anger and he focused on having her safe in his arms. His arms moved around her waist and held her to him without upsetting her injuries.
"I thought if I told him about us, how you were my fiance, that it would scare him away, but it was why he wanted to force himself on me." Guilt riddled him when she said this. This was all his fault. "He said I was a whore and that he was going to treat me like one." She paused for a minute as he stroked her back. "I told you most white people have issues with intertwining races." He sighed with remorse before kissing her forehead.
"I'm so sorry. This is all my fault." She looked up to him and quickly shook her head.
"No, Jacob. How could it possibly be your fault?"
"You wouldn't have been at the creek then if it wasn't for me. I made you run off and I stupidly listened to my father when he said to let you cool down for a minute. I should have just ran right after you. Then, you wouldn't have made it there." She went to protest, but he wasn't hearing it. He cupped her cheek in his hand as he pressed his forehead to hers, taking a deep breath of relief. "One of those men tried to rape you, my wonderful Bella. They were going to defile you in ways that shouldn't even be thought about."
"But, they didn't. I'm still physically pure. That's good because I want you, as my husband, to be the one to change that, Jacob." He groaned from the image that sent through his head, her beneath him, clinging to him, begging for more as he drove himself deeper and deeper into her.
Damn his hormonal brain. All she has to do is just mention them making love on their wedding night and he was erect like he had never been before. He wanted her, but he made an oath to her, that he would not ask for that until she was his wife. He definitely wasn't going to ask this of her while she was injured, but damn, she was tempting as hell.
She noticed the arousal across his face and blushed before kissing him. Passion flowed between them as she whimpered into his mouth.
She would be lying if she said she had no sexual attraction to him. Just thinking of their wedding night made her throb in a way she never had before, deep within her core, low in her gut.
His hand massaged her waist as he groaned into her perfect lips. His tongue slipped past her lips and ran along her teeth, begging to be one with hers. She opened up and his tongue collided with hers, moans filling the hut. She was sure if someone was passing by, they would surely think he was making her his.
His tongue fought with hers for dominance, but she wasn't battling him at all. She was overfilled with lust for him, impatiently hoping they would be married sooner rather than later so he would deflower her over and over and over again until neither of them could go anymore.
He pulled out of the kiss with a groan and pressed his forehead to hers. "You have no idea how the thought of that aroused me." She bit her lip and nodded.
"Yes, I do. It does the same to me." He groaned again as a pain shot through his already stiff erection. "I can't wait until I'm your wife and you are my husband, Jacob." His hand smoothed up her good leg and she moaned quietly. "I'm impatient to feel you inside me." A loud groan left his lips at that as she pressed her hand over his, moving his palm further up her dress, rubbing his thumb over her pelvic bone. She whimpered when he did this. "To feel you working yourself in me, making me moan for you and only you." His hand splayed across her hip as she moved his hand across her lower abdomen.
"I can't wait to do that to you, love." She moved his hand further down, past the start of her thighs, and cupped his hand on her mound. Both of them moaned when his fingers touched her drenching, throbbing center. "Damn, what are you doing?" She whimpered when he said this and rubbed his fingers between her folds.
"I need you to touch me, to feel me, to get a taste of what you will be working with on our wedding night." He groaned before looking to the doorway.
"Are you sure?" She nodded and he kissed her lustfully before stroking his thumb across her clit, teasing her slit with another finger. She whimpered into his mouth just before he released the kiss. "You feel so good. How does that feel?" Moving her hand to her stomach, she arched in pleasure.
"Feels so good. I love the way your hands feel on my body." He kissed her again wildly before he pressed a long finger into her. She gasped before looking down to where his hand was, thrusting his digits into her repeatedly. "Oh, my god." He was pleasuring her so good. She felt terrible for not offering anything in return, but she vowed as soon as she wasn't injured, she would return the favor.
"Does that hurt?" With a vigorous shake of her head, she moaned and whimpered, inclining her head back.
"Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, yes." A smug smirk graced his lips as he watched her chest rising and falling dramatically.
Nothing could ever compare to how she looked right then, full of rapture and need, as she rocked her hips against his hand. Not even his wildest fantasy could have been better than seeing her like that.
"I want to make you feel good." He whispered in her ear and she moaned aloud, holding onto his wrist as she did this. Her mouth fell open with ecstasy as he groaned in her ear. "I want to feel you have your release. I want to know I gave it to you." She whimpered as she clamped her eyes shut and panted heavily.
She cried out as she clamped around him and he kissed along her neck. Her juices coated his hand and he smirked triumphantly.
He had given his fiance her first ever orgasm and he did it with only his hand. He felt very proud of himself and happy that she got her release.
He needed his, but he wasn't going to ask her for anything. He would wait until he was far from prying eyes then he would beat his chicken. He was used to that being his form of release. He wasn't going to push her for that to change yet.
It satiated him enough to just know he could please her with ease.
"That so amazing, seeing you orgasm like that." She bit her lip as he whispered this to her.
"I was in desperate need and we both did vow to stay pure until our wedding." He chuckled before removing his hand from her core. He pulled himself away and she watched as he licked her juices from his hand. She blushed like a tomato. The motion was erotic.
"You taste so good." He pressed his forehead to hers before wrapping his arms back around her waist. "I can't wait to taste you again." Her breath caught when he said this to her.
"Me, neither." She whispered back before sighing. His mind drifted back to her injuries when his eye caught the bandage on her shoulder.
"I was sure you were going to die." His voice showed his anguish from the memory of how bad off she had been. The shaman hadn't been any help for his worries about his fiance. All he had told him was it was up to her body to heal itself.
"I'm fine, though. I'm right here, I'm alive, and it's because of you that I'm okay, my love." She smoothed her hand along his jaw as he smirked at her. "It seems anytime I'm in trouble, you are always there to save me… my protector." He chuckled when she said this to him.
"It's my job to protect you, one I take on with pride." Her heart warmed at his statement, one she would only expect from a man who loved her unconditionally. "I want to marry you as soon as we possibly can. Would you object to that?" She smiled and shook her head with joy.
"Not in the slightest." He nuzzled against her nose affectionately before playing with the end of her hair.
"Good. As soon as I can, I will make you my wife then I will make you mine." She bit her lip from what he said. He didn't need to explain what the second part meant. He was hinting at him making love to her on their wedding night.
"You better keep that promise, Jacob." He chortled just before the beads in the doorway jingled, alerting them to visitors.
They looked to see Angela and Carmen walking through.
"Bella! You're awake!" Angela exclaimed with a big grin and the youngest sister nodded while holding Jacob's hand in hers.
"Thank God, you're okay." Carmen exhaled a breath of relief before Angela started again.
"What happened? How were you shot?" Angela asked as Jacob stood up and turned his hard eyes to Bella's sisters.
"Don't push her too hard. She just woke up shortly before you arrived." Carmen smiled when she saw how protective Jacob was of Bella. Bella quickly took his hand and his eyes softened before looking down at her.
"It's quite alright. They deserve to know what happened." He nodded and took his seat back beside her, moving his arm around her waist.
"Jacob is right. Just pace yourself, sister. Take a deep breath and tells us what you can about what happened." Carmen truly was the protective older sister. Bella gave a small nodded, inhaled a deep breath, then revealed the truth.
"Jasper Whitlock and Edward Cullen found me in the woods." Angela gasped when she recognized the name.
"Edward was here? Well, where is he? Was he here looking for us?" Angela was anxious for answer and Jacob started the explanation for his fiance.
"Dead. Both of those men are dead." Both Angela and Carmen were heartbroken by this news. "I killed them to protect her." Jacob wasn't shy about it at all. He knew it would be way harder for her to talk about than him.
"What? Why would you do that! Edward was our brother! He may not have shared our blood, but he was still our family!" Angela was on the defensive. Bella quickly grabbed Jacob's arm before they gazed at each other. She let him see through her eyes that she needed to tell them herself. He gave her a small smile with a nod before sitting back down next to her. "And you're still standing by him after he murdered your brother? What is wrong with you?" Angela threw her daggers, but they didn't bother her.
"Jacob was right in what he did. He saved my life by killing them. I would be dead right now if it wasn't for him so, yes, I stand by him. He wouldn't have killed Edward and Jasper if they hadn't left him with no choice. Edward was going to kill me and Jasper was just going to sit there and watch." Bella confessed and Carmen was heartbroken once more, betrayal filling her heart.
"Why? Why would he do that? Edward adored you and looked up to our father." Carmen asked as her youngest sister took a deep breath.
"Because he said I was a traitor for choosing a life in the village instead of where we grew up. He shot me for a second time and I told him that I was engaged to Jacob, thinking he would just run off, but he didn't. Instead, he tried to rape me. He said he was going to treat me like a whore and then kill me." Angela's jaw slacked from Bella saying this
"That's impossible. Edward would never do that to you." Jacob scowled at Angela for what she just said.
"Are you calling me a liar? Jacob can attest to what I just told you. If it wasn't for Jacob, I would be dead right now. Edward was not like us or our father. He was like everyone else in town. He thought natives were below him and he thought because I want to spend my life with Jacob that I deserved to die and to be defile like that."
"He was our family." Jacob finally stood up. Bella had updated her sisters, he could tell this argument was stressing her out. And this was not good for his fiancee, who had just woken from near death injuries.
"I think it's time for you to leave, Angela." The middle sister was agape at this demand. What could she have done? She was just stating the facts!
"What?" She demanded him to repeat himself to make sure she heard him correct.
"You heard me, Angela. The only reason I haven't literally thrown you out is because you are my fiance's sister. If you make me ask you again, I will. You are stressing her out and she needs to relax to heal. You need to leave, now." He commanded as he pointed towards the door, anger and authority vibrating within his tone. He truly had the spirit of a true alpha male.
Angela stuttered for a moment, unsure what to say, before she bowed her head in defeat and slowly strolled out the doorway.
Bella sat herself up more, hissing from the pain in her leg and shoulder. Jacob quickly moved back to her side and she gave him a small, sad smile.
"Thank you." He sighed and pressed his forehead to hers.
"Anything for you, my love." She giggled a little at the sentiment as Carmen smiled.
"Angela was wrong to say that. For what it's worth, I believe you, Bella, every last word. Angela just likes to think the best of those she cares for. You know this. I'm not making excuses for her, but you shouldn't stay mad at her forever. She loves you and, soon, she will see that you are being truthful as I see it." Bella turned to look at Carmen and gave her a grateful grin.
"Thank you, sister." Carmen walked over and squeezed Bella's hand with a sad smile before she left out the doorway.
Bella turned back to Jacob with a reassuring smile as she affectionately stroked his hair.
"I'm fine. Don't worry about me." He sighed when he heard those words leave her lips.
"I will always worry about you. You seem to be quite the trouble magnet." He teased her at the end and she laughed a little.
"You might be right there, my Protector, but it seems I always have you to help me when trouble is near." He softly chuckled before nuzzling her nose affectionately.
"Always, my Bella… Always."