Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does. I own Emily (Not Emily Young), Kristy, Mia, Sophia, Alyson, and Crystal.
Warning: There is another lemon in this chapter. If you are under the age of 18, please turn back. This time you can't read half of the chapter, cause there is no ~Impossibletobeloved~ sign. For those of you that are above the years of 18, I hope you enjoy.
I barged into the Uley's house, mad at the fact that Sam left my mom with us. No child support, nothing. Everyone looked up at me, Embry shrugging his shoulders. Why the hell is he shrugging his shoulders! We found our dad, and he's not even giving a fuck about it!
"Where's Sam!" I snarled, scaring the crap out of the pack.
"Behind you," a voice said. There he was, standing tall and mighty. God, I'm sick of this. I slapped him, and he glared at me, making me smirk. He wasn't going to do anything to me. He wasn't even shaking, meaning he knew why I did it.
"It's nice to meet you, daddy," I said in a sickly sweet tone. There were gasps coming from the people in the back of us. That's right people, Sam here is my dad.
"How do you know?" he growled.
"You should know, after all, you did fuck my mom and left her to care for me and Embry. What? You didn't want us? Were you scared that you knocked up my mom? You are no man, and you should step down from being Alpha. How can we all trust you, knowing you lied to two pack members already?" I asked, and I heard the pack agreeing.
"I didn't want to leave your mom. . . It's just. . . I couldn't believe I got her pregnant with twins.I was shocked, which made me phase. I didn't want to hurt your mom, so I left. Then I found Leah, and she understood me. She didn't think I was a monster, but I did. Then I met Emily, and I just forgot about Leah. I went to the Elders and they said I 'imprinted' on Emily. So here I am today. Leading a pack, and having this talk with you," he sighed," I'm sorry I wasn't in your life, but ever since Embry came into the pack, I tried to be his father without him finding out. Then you Emily, well, I just wish I was there for you. The only father figure you had, was your brother. . . " He looked down, and I felt bad. I made this man cry, and it was making me start to cry.
I walked up to Sam, or dad, and gave him a hug. "I'm sorry, I was just mad at the fact you left my mom. I shouldn't have slapped you," I cried.
His hand rubbed my back soothing me, trying to make me stop crying. "You don't need to be sorry. From now on, I'll be the parent I should have been 18 years ago. Embry, get over here," he motioned Embry to come over, and we grouped hugged, making the rest of the pack say 'awe'.
"Well, we should be on our way. Well, I should be on my way. Jake said he was going to help me with the funeral planning. Embry, I would stop by Kristy's house, it's a special day for her," I gave him a wink, and his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree.
"Bye Emily, Embry. Please be safe," dad said in a fatherly tone. It's going to take time for me to be use to him being called dad now. . .
I left the house, saying good-bye to everyone, and making Paul pissed off, where he had to be ordered outside, before he destroyed Emily's furniture. Hot Head Paul, gotta' love him.
When I got home I was attacked by Jacob. He said he missed me so much, since I haven't been talking to him since that day the officers came by the house. I didn't really noticed that I missed him physically and emotionally. My body ached to be touched, but my brain was saying it's not a good time. We have to arrange a funeral, not have sex. . . but we can do that after we get the funeral ready. . . No, Emily focus, don't think about Jacob and his perfectly sculpted body. . . Dammit, I'm thinking about it. Maybe if we just had a quickie. . . No, Emily, NO! You will not 'jump his bones' and do him in the living room. . . Come on, he's like right there with no shirt, and shorts. It's perfect! No, just stop hormones, just. . . stop. . .
"You want to have sex now? I don't think we have time Emily. . ." he said a little skeptical.
"What! I didn't say I wanted sex now!" Or did I? I think I did cause' I have spoken what I'm thinking and I'm not liking it one bit.
"Emily, I can smell you, and by the way your face is scrunched up, you're having a little debate with yourself whether or not we should," he said, stepping closer to me, placing a hand on my cheek.
"Oh, I forgot. Wolf nose," I chuckled nervously. God, am I that readable?
"Yes, you are," he said, laughing.
"Okay, that's enough," I scolded him. "I'm going to take a shower. I smell like. . . well I actually smell like a dog and sex," I laughed, walking up the stairs.
I stripped down out of my clothes when I reached my bedroom. I heard Jake on the phone, talking to someone who plans the funeral. I don't know what I would do with out Jake. I turned on the water, and waited for it to heat up.. I jumped in when the water got warm, and started to wash myself with my purple loofah. I felt wonderful, my body all soapy and clean. I heard the curtain slide, then slide again. I turned around to see Jacob with a big fat grin on his face.
"Exactly what are you doing in here? I thought you said we shouldn't have sex," I said, giving him a wondering look.
" I didn't say that. I said we didn't have time."
"And now we do?" I asked.
"Yes, after all, how long has it been since you've been pleasured by me?" I looked up, pretending to think of an answer to his question, but just shrugged."The answer is too long." He attacked my lips, and pushed me against the shower wall, his hands on my but cheeks. This is just what I wanted. Sex in the shower is so much more exciting than on the wall.
I hooked my leg onto his waist, his erection poking my sensitive flesh. God, I needed him so bad. I started to hump him, trying to gain some friction between us, making me feel wonderful. He pulled away, and went to my neck, kissing, sucking, and licking the flushed flesh. I groaned at he bit down lightly on my neck, then leaving warm kisses down my body. What is he up to?
He reached there and started to lick me. I grabbed onto my hair, my other hand playing with my breast. "Mhhhmm, fuck! Jake, d-don't stop!" I moan as he enters a finger and starts to lick me harder and faster. He flicks his tongue, then dives in for more. He looks up at me while doing his wonderful job, and his eyes are clouded in lust. Fuck. . . me! I feel that liquid come out of me, as I scream out. Good thing he told me it's not pee. . .
He picks up the pace, and I am moaning like crazy. This feels so much better with the water running in between my thighs and Jake's mouth working it's magic, the feeling is indescribable. He gets off of his knees and pulls me back to his body, his lips back on mine. He sticks his tongue in my mouth, and I taste myself. God, he is such a tease. . . I grab the soap and squirt a little body wash in my hand, then start to rub it all over his body. My hand reaches his hard member, and I lather it up with the soap, driving him crazy.
"Shit, that feels. . . so fucking good," he groans out. He starts to thrust forward, giving him friction in my hand, and I smiled. I'm actually making him feel good. I continue to pump him, until his member is out of my hand. He turned around and washed himself off, and gave me a wicked smile. What is he going to do?
Before I know it, my leg is lifted up, resting on the tub, and he's inside me, fucking me senseless. I bite my lip, trying to keep a moan from slipping out of my mouth, but it comes out anyways.
"Shit, harder. . . Fuck me!" I yell as Jake hits that one spot that makes me see stars. He did as I asked, his balls slapping against my butt cheeks, giving us more friction.
The warm sticky liquid falls down my legs once more, making Jake hands trail down to my core, playing with my clitoris, as he pushes inside of me even more. I slowly pull away from him, making him groan. I get down on my knees, and take him in my mouth. I go at a slow motion, then pick up the pace and he thrust into my mouth. I'm just glad I have a good gag reflex. . .
"Oh fuck! I'm c-coming!" He screamed out, and his seed squirted into my mouth. It was a sweet taste, and because I was reading this on a website once, I swallowed. He picked me up, and pushed me against the wall, my legs wrapping around his waist, where he inserted himself back into me, and started fuc-
I woke up from the dream, my lower body aching, and no one was there to satisfy my need. Jake was asleep, next to me, but I didn't want to wake him up. But the thing about going to Sam's and facing him, that's just how it happened. The only thing that didn't happen in life was Jake having sex with me in the shower, and to be honest, it sucked. Women have needs, and I need my really hot boyfriend to help me satisfy those needs, while I satisfy his needs. . . Ugh, now I'm all wet in my panties and shorts, and it's 3:49 a.m. I'll just take a shower now.
I slipped out of the blankets, and Jake's hold on me, and walked over to the shower, taking a clean pair of panties and shorts. I turned on the water and waited for it to warm up. I stripped down, then walked into the warm spray of bliss. That's when I heard the shower curtain slide, and there stood my wolf boy.
"Exactly what are you doing in here?" I asked him, my hands on my hips.
"You were gone, and taking a shower. . . without me," he said, grinning ear-to-ear.
So, I got to live what happened in my dream. I'm such a lucky girl. . .