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Rated M for adult themes and language.


'Hit me.'

"No."

'Come on, Bells. Don't be a chicken.' Jacob teased, his eyes lingering on the necklace hanging around her neck.

The tiny boxing glove was flirting with her cleavage, its pink crystals glinting in the afternoon light.

"I'm not going to hit you." She insisted.

'Jesus.' He sighed. 'I had to put up with a ton of shit to buy you those glittery gloves. The guys poked fun at me all day.'

"Really?"

'Yes, really, now get your sexy ass over here and punch me in the gut.' He ordered.

"Say pleaaase." Bella requested in return.

She was having a hard time looking away from his boxing shorts.

They were black with the words Try Me printed on the crotch area.

'Please…there I said it. Are you happy now?'

"Yep." She nodded.

Jacob squared his shoulders and closed the distance between them in one move. He barely made a sound, and Bella suddenly found herself pinned against the wall, her arms held down by his strong hands.

'It takes a vampire less than a second to kill a human, Bells, always remember that.' His eyes glowed at the mention of vampires; the irises burning bright much like the sun outside.

'Don't lose your focus. No matter what.' He added.

The heat from his skin was distracting to say the least.

She had to think of something else during those self-defense classes or she was going to end up being pinned to the wall like a helplessly horny butterfly.

"Message received." She told him once he released her from his firm grip.

She expected to see a red mark on her wrists but her skin was pale and unscathed.

'You learned which knuckles to strike with and the proper fist alignment so it's going to be easy for you to use the gloves.' He stood facing her with a smirk on his full lips.

His wolf was happy to see her wearing his necklace around her delicate neck, especially since she openly admitted to liking the cute boxing charm hanging from its silver chain.

Buying her a real pair of leather gloves the very next morning was a no-brainer.

"Easy?" she snorted. "I don't think so."

'Do you wanna try them on a maize bag first?'

"Yes!"

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'Okay.'

He led her to a small punching bag at the corner of Sam's wrestling gym and asked her to hit the bag as hard as she could.

'Widen your legs.' He instructed.

'Good, now bend your knees.'

"Like this?"

'Yeah.' He embraced her from the back and took her hands in his own. 'Keep your right fist close to your chin.'

He gently guided her fists into the correct position, his nose breathing in her scent as he did so.

'Imagine my cocky face on that bag…'

"Mmmm…I see it." Bella giggled at his words before aiming a punch that sent the bag swinging in the opposite direction.

'Again!' He cheered her on, watching her throw one punch after the other with a huge smile on her face.

"Woohoo! This is so much fun." She exclaimed ten minutes later.

'Does that mean you're ready to practice on me?'

Bella turned to look at him, and instantly recognized his bored Alpha Male expression.

"I don't feel comfortable using you as a human punching bag."

'Trust me. You'll get over it.'

"Umm…I don't think so."

Jacob responded with a devilish grin and hauled her over his shoulder in record speed.

She squealed in surprise and started punching his upper back but he refused to put her down.

'Punch harder.' He demanded.

"I am punching hard, you idiot!"

'I don't feel anything.' Jacob chuckled while walking towards the gym's exit.

Bella punched him lower but he kept on moving like she was a tiny mosquito perched on his shoulder.

The only option left was to use her legs so she did, blindly kicking him in the groin.

It was his own fault really.

He cockiness prevented him from anticipating such an unpredictable attack on his beloved crown jewels.

'Fuck!'

Bella slid from his body just in time to avoid colliding with the floor.

"Oh my God! Jake, are you alright?"

He was doubled over in pain so she knelt in front of him and apologized. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to kick you down there." She blushed.

'It's ok. I'll survive.' He croaked.

"Are you sure?"

'Yeah.'

She got him a bag of ice from the staff fridge and pressed it to his private parts.

'Thanks.'

"Don't mention it." She sheepishly stared at his shorts, feeling way too embarrassed to look him in the eye.

He cleared his throat and reached out to touch the cold bag but his hot fingers instantly vaporized the ice.

"It's ok. I'll keep holding it."

She sat next to him on the hardwood floor and gasped in shock when the cubes turned into water in less than a minute.

'How's that for a chemical reaction?' Jacob smirked.

"It's actually a physical reaction…" Bella corrected him, lifting up the water bag to her face. "A super-fast one."

'I was never good at chemistry.'

"I know. You're still clueless about pretty much everything."

'That's why I need you, Bells. You're smart and resourceful.'

"Wow. Did you just pay me a compliment?"

'Yep. I believe I did. Why do you look so surprised?'

Bella shook her head, poking the plastic bag with her thumb.

"Because that's the first time I hear you say something nice about someone other than yourself."

'Bullshit.' He countered. 'I always call you sexy…'

"Ha! You call that a compliment? It's pretty generic, Jake. I've heard you say it to every single girl you dated."

'Jesus, do yo want me to quote Shakespeare every time I open my mouth?'

"Of course not." She frowned. "Your ego needs to tone it down a little, that's all."

'My ego has been kicked in the balls.' Jacob retorted. 'It's been repeatedly battered and bruised by you…'

"Ugh…you're such a drama king." Bella remarked.

'And you're a weapon of cock destruction, Swan.'

"Haha. Very funny, Black."

'I want to claim compensation for my injured goods.' He devilishly smirked, lacing an arm around her waist.

"What type of compensation?"

'An Alpha compensation.' Jacob's gaze dropped to her lips.

He was itching to kiss her.

"I...uh…don't have my wallet on me." She responded, running her fingernails along his bare thigh.

'Too bad.' His breath hitched when her hand crept closer to his impressive bulge. 'Bells…w-what are you doing?'

"Compensating you."

She leaned forward and kissed his neck, sucking the sensitive skin into her mouth.

He tightened his grip on her waist and lifted her onto his lap, moaning at the feel of her moist tongue on his skin.

His ego shot through the roof.

His wolf wanted to mark her. Permanently.

'Fuck. I wanna do bad things to you.' He groaned.

Bella suddenly felt his erection digging into her side.

It was hard not to notice the massive tent it created within Jacob's shorts.

"Your goods are far from damaged, Alpha." She observed, sliding off of his lap.

'Yeah, I know.' He admitted. 'They've been fine all along.'

"What?" She rose to her feet and towered over him with both hands on her hips.

'I felt a slight pain moments after you kicked me; then my wolf genes kicked in and whoosh! The pain disappeared.' He chuckled.

Bella fumed in her place, fighting the urge to kick him in the groin once more, not that it would make much of a difference.

Jacob was obviously immune to chronic pain.

"You are unbelievable."

'Tell me something I don't know, babe.' He playfully tugged on her yoga pants.

"Argh! What am I going to do with you?"

'You can kick my ass during tomorrow's session.'

"Oh I'm counting on it." She glanced at her wristwatch and her eyes widened when she saw the time. "Crap! I have to go get ready for Marina's pool party.'

'Are you going alone?' He followed her to the exit, wishing he could ditch his -boys night out- with his pack brothers just this once.

"Yes. Leah is busy with her kick-boxing classes and Damon is on his way to Tokyo, so I'm flying solo tonight, unless…" Her eyes darted to his handsome face. "You decide to join me. Are you umm…free tonight or…?"

'I'm definitely free.' Jacob nodded, walking Bella to her truck.

"Umm…ok…what time do you want to go? The party starts at eight so we should probably be there at like, eight thirty."

'Jeez, Bells, nobody shows up this early.'

"I like being early." She declared while unlocking the door.

'Fine. Eight thirty it is.' He conceded.

"Great. I'll miss-call you when I'm done."

'Ok, but we're taking my car.'

"Fine." She sighed. "But on one condition."

'Yeah…yeah. I know what you're going to say.'

"No drinking."

'Anything else?' He tapped his fingers on her window, unable to hide his excitement any longer.

He was taking Bella to a pool party!

"Umm…actually yes." She smirked. "I want you to wear the shirt I got you for your last birthday."

'Uh..which one?'

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"The one that says: Bella's Bitch."