Hey guys, I am so sorry I haven't posted! It was like I just disappeared off the side of the Earth, but I haven't. I'm not dead, either! I've just had a lot of drama going in my life, but that's not an excuse, and i shall try to post chapters more often. I will try and make sure I post a chapter within the next two days. I'm sorry again and thanks so much if you're still with me! You guys are so great! Luv ya and hope ya enjoy the Chappie I posted.
His lips are so soft, against mine. His tongue thrusts into my without permission, and i accidentally let out a moan. His hands grip my waist, painfully, as he deepens the kiss, starting to get aggressive.
My hands grip the counter, as he presses my back against it, and then I feel it. His erection poking through his jeans. I gasp before pulling back to look up at Jacob. He was still shirtless, and his hair was tussled. He begins to kiss down my neck, as I run my hands through his silky hair. He groans and nips at my neck.
A moan escapes my mouth, and Jake pulls me up before letting his hands slide down to rest on my ass. I let my hands run down from his hair to his shoulders and then his chest.
His muscles ripple under my touch. Jacob had a serious eight pack, and his body was tight. There wasn't a single flab or any fat on his body, weird considering how much he hate. Being a wolf was good for one thing. Eat all you want, but stay fit.
He nibbles on the spot behind my ear, and I moan, scraping my fingernails across his nipples. He growls, pulling back, before reconnecting his lips with mine. They're rough, pushing against mine, demanding dominance.
Then I feel his hands linger on the hem of my shirt, and I gaze up at him. Into his dark brown orbs. They were black with lust. It frightened me the tiniest bit, but I didn't show it.
I feel my shirt being ripped, and a gasp leaves my mouth. Why did he keep ripping all of my fucking clothes? His hands runs over my abdomen, his touch feather like before he grips on as if holding on for dear life.
"Jake, no," I whine though it's not wholeheartedly. He leans down and runs his lips down my abdomen, up to beneath my bra. He kisses my taunt stomach. I moan.
"I need this," he whispers, as air comes around my breast, the fabric, ripped to shreds, on the ground. I look at him and try to cover my breasts, blush coming to my cheeks. No one had seen that part of me since Sam. Of course i was nervous.
"Don't hide from me," Jacob says softly and my arms fall away as if it had been an alpha command. He eyes my breast. "You're beautiful," he mutters, as he kneeds one breast in his hand. I moan and arch into him. His lips find my other breast, as his tongue finds my nipple.
I bite the inside of my cheek, trying to hold in my moans but fail miserably. I scrape my fingers down his chest, scraping him. He groans, pushing me back into the counter. It stings for a bit before going away.
He switches breasts before letting his other hand wander down to where my panties were. My head shoots up, and panic shoots through me. I hadn't been that intimate with any man in years, and did I really want to start with my new husband, Jacob Black?
Just then all of our encounters that day began to float around in my head. His anger and aggressiveness to me, dancing with Bella the whole night, basically snatching me away from Eric, and telling Embry to keep me. Not to mention when he saw me, a frown always seemed to grace his face.
I yank away from him, a determined look now on my face, as I glare at him before connecting my fist with his jaw. A loud crack was heard before he stumbled back, his hand holding his jaw, a fire to his eyes, as he looked at me. "Shit! What the hell, Leah?" He growls.
"What the hell?!" I ask sarcastically, putting in a fake laugh. "What the hell? You're funny, Black. Let me give you a recap of the worst day of my life! Sam and Emily couldn't even compare to this, and that says a lot. But I've grown since then, but that doesn't mean it isn't hurt me," I pause.
"Think about it like this. One day you get married to this girl that you've known your whole life. It's arranged to make a stronger breed of wolves. The girl is in love with someone else, and you know that, but you're still going to try and make it work for their sakes. The whole night, your future wife and bride barely even makes eye contact with you because she is staring at the love of her life all day even through they're fucking vows! Not to mention, when y'all have to dance, he's pissed as fuck before handing you over to one of his packmates," I let this sink in before looking at Jacob. He is about to protest, but I put my hand up.
"Let me fucking finish," I tell him. "Then you start to dance with a different girl, but your new wife comes in and takes you away. How dare she have the right to be jealous and possessive when she wa just dancing with another man! Then they get to their honeymoon place just to have the woman come after the man and try to seduce him. But why should the man let her when she had treated him like shit all night. Doesn't make sense!"
"Leah, don't say you don't feel this connection between us," Jake says through gritted teeth and I laugh again.
"Oh shut the hell up!" I scream. "The only reason you're giving me the time of day is because your precious girlfriend isn't here. But don't let me stop you from calling her."
A growl erupted from Jacob's throat, as he lunged for me, grabbing my hands and putting them above my head. "You will not disrespect Bella in any way," he snaps, his voice husky.
My anger only grows, as I bring up my knee to his balls. He lets go of me, tending up, and clenching his teeth, as he fell to his knees. Satisfaction arose in me. "You don't know a damn about respect. And don't you ever put your fucking hands on me again. Sleep in the living room, jackass."
With that, I began to walk to the bedroom, closing and locking the door when I had gotten in and putting my back against the door, slowly sinking to the ground, running my hand through my hair in frustration.
Why was everything so complicated? Why couldn't my life be normal like other people? The council knew my past with Sam, yet they decided to put me in this shithole of a marriage anyway. It was too much! I didn't deserve this! I had been a good kid.
I take a deep breath. One thing was for sure though. The spark and connection that Jacob had mentioned was real, especially when he had kissed me! It was something pulling me towards him! And I hated it!
A smirk played on my face, as I thought about the ways I could torture Jacob. If this spark, truly was real, then I could use it against him. All I had to do was be sexy. And that wasn't too hard!
I lift my hand to my head, resting it there, as I feel a headache begin to form. My brain began pounding against my skull, and I groaned. That was just damn perfect! I looked around the room, I was in. There had to be some aspirins in here some where because I was not going back out there with Jacob again right now.
The room was actually quite large with a king size bed, in the middle, pressed up against the wall. The sheets were a lavender purple. The walls were lavender a well. There was a closet on the right and a dresser beside the bed. Another door was to the left, and I guessed that it was the bathroom.
After pulling myself up, I let my feet guide me to the bathroom. My feet pressing against the soft carpet. I turn the bathroom light on in the bathroom before looking at the wonderful bathroom.
It was a soft orangish color. There was a sink near the entrance with everything Jake or I could need. Toothbrush, hairbrush, toothpaste, flat iron, curling iron, and shaving supplies. Behind the door was a large shower that could easily fit in three people if not more. Beside the sink, was a huge bathtub. Then there was a wall and to the side of the wall, a toilet. Above the sink, there was a small cabinet.
I lift my hands to the cabinet, opening the smooth wood before looking in. There wasn't much in there other than Tylenol and other medicines. My eyes caught one of the bottles, and I rolled my eyes. Pregnancy pills. None other than the work of Rachel fucking Black. Bad thing for her, I wasn't getting pregnant anytime soon, especially by a jerk like that! I finally spotted the pills. I get them before taking one and drinking some water. Then I put it back.
My eyes scanned the bathroom once more before I came to the conclusion that I could go for a quick shower. I would have to use the bath another time because right now, all I really wanted was sleep.
Quickly, turning the water onto hot, I pull off my shorts and underwear, since they were all I had left because of Jake. I growl, not wanting to think of that bastard, before stepping up into the shower. The hot, scolding water sprayed against my skin. I enjoyed the hotness because it was one of the only hot things I could feel since my skin was scorching itself.
There was soap on the small stand, so I squirted some into my hand before dropping my nose to smell it. Lavender. I smiled. Bridget knew how much I liked this smell along with Rachel. I shake my head, still smiling, before rubbing the soap all over my body, lathering it. Then I rinsed it off before getting more soap and washing my hair, washing the curls out, so my hair laid against my upper back.
When i had finished, I proceeded to turn the water off before stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around my skin body. I used my hands to squeeze the water out of my hair. Then I opened the bathroom door, the steam exiting the door with me, back into the bedroom.
I walked to my suitcase, opening it but already knowing I wasn't going to find anything in there that wasn't lingerie. But there was nothing unless I wanted to wear jeans, so I put on a lacy nightgown that barely touche my thigh. Then I put on a lacy black bra along with an actual pair of underwear and not a thong.
As I was getting into bed, the door opened, and Jacob walked in. He had on a shirt now, thank the lord. He had a frustrated yet determind look on his face. He ran a hand through his hair. "I need to take a shower," he states, looking at the ground, his brown orbs trained on it.
I scoff before rolling my eyes at him. "There's a bathroom in the hallway, go use that one," I tell him, narrowing my eyes at him, as I continue to ease myself under the covers before laying my head on the pillow and glaring at him.
He furrows his eyebrows. "No, in using this one."
Before I could say anything, he strided into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. I faintly heard the sound of a the shower turning on. He would have to use cold water since I had used all the hot water. I mutter a quick 'whatever' under my breath before closing my eyes, wondering again why I had to be force into this stupid marriage with Jacob! I knew he didn't want to be in it as much as I did! There had to be some other reason they had forced us into this, but what could it be? I shrugged before allowing myself to fall asleep, snoring lightly.
Again i am super sorry for the super late update, but I have it done now. Please bare with me, and I hope you liked the new update. Not my best but I have to get back in the groove.
