A/N: Okay, well this is a HUGE step for Bella and Jacob in this chapter. I felt like it was perfect where I decided to cut it off, so sorry for the shortness.

WARNING: Rated M for a reason, so those underage, I'm warning you right now.

Song: Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran

Chapter 9

.~.~.~. Give me love like never before, 'cause lately I've been craving more.~.~.~

Bella opened the door to him at almost nine o' clock at night. His face was stained with dried tears and he held a half empty beer bottle in his left hand. She gasped, her eyes widening. "We need to talk," he sniffed, using his forearm as a tissue. It took her a moment to process everything before she called to Charlie that she was going to be going out with him for a while.

He waited at her doorway while she slipped on her winter coat and her furry brown boots. "Are…are you okay?" she asked him. He shut his mouth and walked back to his black pick up truck. She followed him out the door and jumped into the passenger seat. The silence was really making her jumpy. Something wasn't right here.

He took a swig of his beer before shoving his keys into the truck's ignition. "Do you know any place where we could be alone?" he asked, his eyes locked on the steering wheel. "Where no one would hear us, or interrupt us?"

She licked her lips and rubbed her chilled hands together. It was an odd question for him to ask, but she trusted him. "Well, First Beach is always empty at this time of night," she suggested.

He nodded and started to back out of the driveway. "Yeah. Good idea."

"Wait!" she interrupted him. He hit the brakes and glanced over at her. She gulped and pointed at his beer bottle sitting in the cup holder. "Are you sober to drive?"

He nodded his head and cleared his throat, the smell of beer in the air. "Werewolves can never get drunk enough."

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Jake walked next to her on the beach, the beer in his glass bottle sloshing around loudly. She held a flashlight in her hand walking next to him. Since he was a werewolf, he had great nocturnal vision even when he was in his human form. Normally she would have been wary to walk on First Beach at night, but she had a werewolf for protection. Nothing would harm her while he was there with her.

"So, what did you need to talk to me about?" she asked him, walking closer to where he was walking. Stuffing her hand into her jean pockets, she looked over at him. The moon was high in the sky and the reflection rippled across the ocean water. "Are you okay?"

He took another swig of beer and groaned loudly. "This is so complicated," he said, sniffing again. Jake shook his head and looked down at his footprints in the wet sand.

She reached over and took his hand, feeling his warmth seep through her skin. "You know you can tell me anything, right? I'll listen. I'm here for you, Jake…and I always will be." He laughed humorlessly and yanked his hand out of her grasp. Warmth left her immediately and was replaced by cold.

"I'm done," he said. She looked over at him, not quite understand fully. "I left…Zee. I left her."

She blinked in astonishment. Clearing her throat, she nodded and pushed the hair out of her eyes. "Why did you leave her? What happened?"

Jake chewed his lip, his eyes sparkling with tears again. She could see that he was really upset about this. He was trying his hardest not to cry in front of her, but his attempt was failing. "We got in fight…because she got pregnant."

That comment hit Bella so hard that she could almost physically feel it. She furrowed her eyebrows together and huffed softly. "Jake—that's great. Why would you leave her because she got pregnant?" He shook his head in disbelief and laughed loudly. She spluttered, "I…I don't know what to say. You know you gotta take responsibility for this. You can't leave her if she gets pregnant. I mean I can understand if you're not ready, but you still…"

The way it sounded when she said it made him feel like some horrible person. Like a deadbeat father that was getting ready to run away from his own mistakes. He seethed at her, his eyes flaming with red. "I told you it was complicated!" he yelled. "I knew it—I knew you wouldn't understand."

He sped up along the beach, leaving her in his dust. She shook her head and rushed after him, running in front of him to halt his movement. "Then make me understand," she said softly. "Help me…understand."

"Not mine." He whispered it so softly that she didn't hear everything that he said to her.

"What? I—I didn't hear you right," she told him.

"You did," he snapped. "It's not my kid. She cheated on me again."

Bella instantly shut her mouth and the feelings of the greatest hatred for the woman used to call his girlfriend stirred up again. She tried to understand for him. She tried to be there. "How do you know that she cheated?"

"I don't," he replied, stepping over a large piece of wet reed and swerving, yet again, farther away from her. She floated closer to him, refusing to be pushed away.

"Then how do you know that it's not yours?" Bella inquired. She studied his face in the pale moonlight, but she couldn't read his expressions. He remained emotionless, the door to his heart and true feelings still remaining locked. But then something cracked inside of him.

And a lone tear escaped down his cheek. That very tear broke her heart into two. She felt her eyes well up with tears—she wanted to cry with him. "Fuck," he cursed loudly. "Why…why me? What did I ever do to deserve this?"

"Nothing," she sobbed quietly, her emotion falling down her face in liquid droplets of tears. "You never, ever, deserved any of it."

"I lose every woman I love. First mom, then you, and now Zee. Do I do something to drive people away?" He whirled his empty beer bottle across the beach. She watched the waves take it away. She felt tears pour down her face. "What am I doing wrong?"

"You're doing nothing wrong," she said, rushing at him and embracing him tightly. Caught off guard, he stumbled backwards slightly. He struggled to push her away but she hung onto him like he was a rope that was suspending her over a volcano's mouth. "You were always so good to me." He stopped resisting her eventually, wrapping his arms around her tiny body and pulling her close.

"I know it's not mine, Bella," he whispered softly, resting his chin on top of her head. She squeezed him tighter and nuzzled her nose into his chest. "Because I can't father a child that's not my imprint's…and she's not my imprint." She looked up at him with her tear stained eyes, black mascara tears rumbling down her cheeks. He rubbed them away with the pad of his thumb. "You are."

She pulled away from him in shock, her eyes as wide as saucers. "What?"

He grinned and wiped away his tears. "Yeah. I imprinted on you."

More tears fell. This time in joy, not sadness and pity. "God…when?"

"The moment I first saw at the Garage when you came back to Forks," he said. "When you told me that you weren't with the leech any more. When you looked me in the eye and I dropped my wrench…that's when I knew that you were going to be a permanent part of my life and I wasn't going to mess it all up this time."

She drew closer to him and ran his fingers down his hot cheek. He swallowed the lump in his throat and looked at her with his soft brown eyes. And when he smiled her smile for her, she couldn't hold herself back any loner. She didn't have the willpower to.

So she kissed him hard on the mouth. And he kissed her back.

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She slid her hands over his broad chest, resting it on his pecks. His warmth quickly surrounded her and heated the cold hotel room as he began to undress himself. She peeled off her sweater and threw it to the ground. She turned around and let him unsnap her bra. His warm hands roamed over the soft plains of her back.

He slid the bra down her arms and threw it across the room. Biting her lip, she turned around to face him. His eyes slid over her naked chest as a soft moan escaped his lips. Feeling pressure under his lustful gaze, her arms came up to cross over her exposed flesh. "No, no, no…" he murmured, pinning her arms back to her side. She was surprised but she didn't fight him. "You're beautiful…so beautiful, Bella."

Jacob stared into her eyes with love, lust and passion. A sudden urge ripped through her body and she asked him the question she'd been longing to ask. "If you imprinted on me then, why did you push away all those times when I tried to get close to you?"

He pulled her close, her breasts molding against his sizzling chest. "I was afraid…" he whispered, nibbling on her earlobe. "Afraid of my feelings. And why you were making me feel so good."

He slid his boxers down his muscular legs and stepped out of them. Bella felt his erection spring up against her leg. She looked down to see what she was dealing with. Her eyes went wide again as she saw his nine-incher, probably the biggest she'd ever seen with her own eyes. Jake softly lowered her onto the bed, his lips devouring hers in a kiss. His hands massaged at her breasts roughly as he plunged his tongue into her mouth.

Kissing down her collarbone, he took one of her nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the pink bud. He released it with a 'pop', a look of deranged lust in his eyes. She felt his manhood pressing up her core and with interest she wrapped it in her hand. His mouth fell open instantly and a groan floated from his perfect lips.

He liked the way it felt. She moved her hand up and down in a faster motion, intrigued by the sounds of pleasure that floated from his parted lips. Soon he was panting and sweating against her as his hips bucked to accord of her hand. This moment was what he'd been wanting for his whole life, and now it was actually happening.

"Enough," he told her, and moved her hand away from his cock. "I won't be able to last. But you…" He kissed down her body until he reached the tattoo of the personal sun. He kissed that appreciatively before ripping off her lacy panties in one motion.

With widened eyes, she propped herself up on her elbows in interest. He placed kissed to her inner thighs before inhaling her intoxicating scent. Cherry and sugarcane…

Without warning, he shoved his finger inside of her and massaged lightly from the inside. She threw her head back as he ducked his head between her legs and began to stimulate her with his tongue. His mouth suddenly became violent as the scent of her arousal captivated his wolf. The wolf was demanding release, demanding domination.

She moaned loudly, wrapping her legs around his head. He was making her feel like she was on a cliff and just wanted to jump off of it. She was getting closer and closer to something. He took her back into his mouth, his tongue swirling and delving into her entrance. His thumb played with the little bundle of nerves above her entrance and she arched her back, pushing those perfect breasts into the air. He knew that she was close—he could see it in her eyes. "Let go," he whispered softly.

Bella fell apart at that very moment, tumbling off of the pleasurable cliff. She cried out as she climaxed around his mouth and fingers. "Tastes good," she heard him mumble. Never had a man made her orgasm so hard.

He crawled up to he r body, kissing a hot open mouthed trail to her collarbone. And in one single thrust he was sheathed inside of her body balls deep. She cried out in both shock and pleasure. "Holy shit," he ground the curse into her jaw as his lips massaged her skin. Bella hadn't taken a lover in at least two years and she was bigger than anyone she'd ever been with…even Edward.

His restraint frayed quickly and sizzled away. Soon he was moving, pulling out and pushing back in, each stroke dragging liquid fire through her body. Bella clamped her lips over her moans as her hands gripped his firm backside tightly. He was taking it slowly, careful not to hurt her. She held his savage, lustful eyes as he drew his hips back and rammed into her so hard that the hotel bed slammed against wall.

"Jacob please," she moaned.

Like a cord had snapped, he checked out of lovey-dovey mode and started to fuck her.

Jake thrust harder, moaning and throwing his head back in pure rapture. "So good," he mumbled. "So wet, so fucking tight." The way she clenched around him every time a shockwave of pleasure rocketed through her body had him going crazy for more. She moaned loudly as he threaded his fingers through hers and angled himself deeper into her.

He pinned her arms above her head as his cock hit that one place where she wanted him most. The sensation was terrific with the way that she felt her core burning with such intense pleasure and need.

Electric coursed through her veins as he took her closer and closer to the climax that would blow her mind. He looked down at her, sweat clinging to his russet skin. She moaned again, her left hand moving to play with her own breast. "Fuck," he threw his head back and sped up the pace, the desire and lust for her becoming almost unbearable.

She could see that he was holding something back. His eyes would constantly turn from the familiar soft brown to the hard black color that she didn't know so well. "Let him go," she murmured to him. He looked down at her, his hands bracing him up. "Let your wolf claim his mate like he wants to."

Eyes rolling back into his head, he slammed into her at a frantic pace. When his eyes opened again, the hard black eyes were the ones staring back at her. It was primal, wild, and brilliantly terrifying. He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips to reassure her that the man was still inside of him.

"Tell me you that you accept the imprint," Jacob ordered.

She gripped his forearms tightly, trying to hold onto him as he drove himself into her. "God, Jacob…I accept it!" He leaned down and kissed her neck, the ministrations with his lower body still relentless. He sucked lightly on the skin, leaving a cherry red mark on the skin.

He grasped her hand tightly as his teeth penetrated her skin. She came at the exact moment he bit her, the pleasure-pain electrocuting her. The tightening of her walls around his cock triggered his climax as well. He shot his seed into her body, collapsing sweaty and heavy on top of her.

Burying his head into her neck, he realized what just happened between them. "I love you," he told her. He listened to her heartbeat and felt her chest rise and fall with each breath she took.

"I love you," she whispered back huskily. He grinned and rolled off of her. His wolf was very, very satisfied.

Reaching over the end of the bed, he fished through his jacket and pulled out a silver chain. Holding it up in the air, he let her inspect it. "For you," he told her. She turned around and swept her hair off of her neck, allowing him to put it on for her.

It was the dog tag that said 'RUSSET' on it. It was the one that she saw him wearing that day where she went to visit him at the Garage, when he was dancing with his now ex-girlfriend.

"I love it," she whispered, playing with it in her fingers.

Jake laid back against the pillows, urging her to come lay closer to him. She snuggled up against the side of his chest and kissed the skin there. "Every single one of the imprints has one of those dog tags. We have to wear ours until we find an imprint, and when we do…we give it to them." He touched the dog tag lying between her breasts and smiled brightly. "It's to let everyone know that you're the property of the russet wolf now."

She chewed her lip, tracing the perfectly chiseled outlines of his muscled abdomen. "Jake?" He looked down at her. She gulped. "No more heartbreak, ever. Deal?"

He kissed the tip of her nose softly. "Deal."

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Well, that's it for now. Sorry for the shortness! But I hope you liked it—I haven't written a lemon in a while.

Hugs and Smooches

Courtney