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Chapter Betas: JUL5857 and SueMe

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Hostage of Love

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Chapter 9

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Skin

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No teasin,

You waited long enough.

Go deep,

Imma throw it at ya,

Can't catch it.

Don't hold back,

You know I like it rough.

Know I'm feelin ya, huh.

Know you liking it, huh.

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So why you standing over there with ya clothes on,

Baby strip down for me,

Go on take em off.

Don't worry baby,

Imma meet you half way,

Cause I know you wanna see me.

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Rihanna: Skin

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Like a starving man, Jacob wrapped his arms around her once again, holding on to her in fierce need. Then his hands started to wander. He had to touch her, the need to feel her skin was overwhelming.

He explored the dip of her waist and her smooth belly. His dreams did not even come close to this - so sweet and so soft, and God he was mesmerized the way his dark hands looked on her fair skin.

Leaning down, he let his lips linger over her mouth, a second only, but it was long enough for her to look up at him pleadingly. He licked over her lips, then trailed little pecks along her chin until he reached the side of her neck, kissing the delicate skin where her pulse was beating so fast... so very fast. He lingered there for a moment, marveling over the delirious taste of her skin, before moving his lips up again, kissing and licking her neck, making his way up to her collar bone, never stopping his tender kisses and small bites.

With every flick and lick, her scent got stronger, disclosing her arousal that was saturating the air. He could get high on her scent alone, and her erratic breathing took him to the edge of any reason.

"Bells," he growled. "I need you so much!"

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His hands cupped her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh. His thumbs stroked over her nipples, which hardened under his touch. Bending down, his mouth found her breast, and then he licked and tugged on her hard peak, before closing his lips around it and sucking.

Bella gasped, whimpered, and then her hands were in his hair, grabbing it, trying to pull him closer yet. "Need you too, Jake." She wrapped one leg around his thigh and scooted closer, rubbing her center against him, in one bold move. The force of her own reaction shook her to the core, and for the life of her, she couldn't bring herself to stop. She wanted more.

A low guttural groan escaped him and he bucked into her in response. He, too, needed more, so much, much more. It took him every ounce of strength to not just throw her on the floor and fuck her senseless, but he didn't want a quick fuck. He planned on taking her slow and hard. He wanted to take his time with her and enjoy every single second of it. Waiting for this to happen for years now, he hadn't imagined it would be possible to fulfill those dreams.

Bella had to admit that the alcohol she consumed earlier had relaxed her inhibitions enough to finally allow her the confidence to touch him, and be touched. She also knew she was far from drunk. The strong black coffee Jacob made her drink had sobered her up completely, but she still felt at ease and was determined to let herself feel really feel for once. She had been dreaming of it for far too long.

This was what she wanted. Anything else simply didn't matter any longer in this very precious moment. She wasn't going to waste a chance like this, ever again.

She wanted this; she wanted him more than anything, no matter the consequences. If she could have Jacob only one single time and give herself fully to him, it would be worth it. She could always hold on to this one time for the rest of her life. She had waited for far too long.

"I want you, Bella," he whispered seductively, and he pressed his straining erection against her, eliciting another gasp from her. He needed to get her into his bed! Closing his hands around her thighs, he picked her off the floor with ease, groaning at the loss of friction against his groin.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and hooked her ankles behind his back, holding him as close as she could. Then she boldly kissed him. Her tongue, although a little shy at first, licked his lower lip, biting it softly, then circled around his tongue to only suck on it lightly, experimenting and exploring.

The sensations went straight to his cock. "Oh, yes!" He groaned again. "Just like that, baby." He pushed his tongue deep into her mouth, while walking them into his bedroom. He only had one thought left anymore. Take her. Take her. Take her.

He walked over to his bed, switched on his bedside lamp and slowly set her on her feet. For a second, he simply looked at her, knowing that every emotion he felt for her was showing through his eyes. He didn't care. He wanted to have this with her. It just felt so right. He was so lost in her. All over again.

The tender moment waned as her tiny hands moved up his shirt, tugging at it, telling him she wanted it off. Tenderness pushed aside as strong sexual attraction took over. She wanted to see him and feel his naked skin under her fingertips. Damn, she wanted to lick him and taste him too. Her eyes glazed over, she swayed a bit, and a gush of moisture dampened her panties.

Jacob inhaled. And growled. He looked at her flushed face, her hooded eyes, and her opened lips. He growled again. Reaching behind him, he grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled it off, dropping it to the ground. "Touch me. I can see that you want to," he said and then demanded with burning need, "I need to feel your hands on me."

Bella didn't hesitate. She lifted her hands, sliding them over his thick arms, marveling over his strength and size. His insane body temperature made his skin burn and covered his russet brown skin with small glistening beads. She pressed a kiss to his chest, then her tongue slipped out, and she licked him.

He groaned and shuddered. Damn, ...so good!

Encouraged by his response, she followed her urges and opened her mouth wider, kissing and licking all over his rock-hard chest and abdomen, all the while sliding her hands over his arms and shoulders.

Jake hissed and pressed his pulsing cock into her stomach. She pressed back against him and moaned. Her tongue flicked over his nipple. He groaned, heady from her scent and actions, and took her hand, guiding it down his chest, and down his stomach, getting even more turned on from her accelerating heartbeat and breathing. Sliding their hands past his waistband and inside of his jeans, he placed her hands over his straining cock, needing her to touch him where he ached so madly. He curled his fingers around hers and made her squeeze him.

The pleasure he felt was indescribable, but it didn't ease his pain. It only added more fuel to his fire. He moaned deeply. "Aw, this feels so damn good, honey. Yeah, squeeze hard for me," he requested before taking her mouth again.

She took her hand out and, without hesitation, she opened the buttons of his jeans. His hand never left hers, making the act of unbuttoning strangely intimate and all the more arousing. When all the buttons were open, she trailed her fingertips along the waistband, her nails lightly scraping the sensitive skin.

His breath caught in his throat, his knees almost buckled. "Fuck, Bells," he cursed huskily, and stepped back, impatiently yanking his jeans off.

Her eyes opened wide in shock and wonder as he stood before her in all his naked glory. He really was beautiful, nothing sort of, but simply and utterly beautiful. His chiseled chest moved under his breaths, expanding whenever he inhaled. She let her gaze wander down to his abs, sharply outlined under smooth, russet skin. Then there was this "V" leading from his hipbones straight down to... OH!

A soft moan escaped her lips - she had never imagined a man could be that large and thick. She reached out tentatively, not able to stop herself from touching his glorious manhood. She simply needed to know what he would feel like. In a bold action, she closed her hand around him, finding silky skin, slightly darker than the rest of him. Underneath his skin he was hard, iron-hard, and burning hot. A thick vein lead around his cock, pulsating to the rhythm of his heart. She could feel him throbbing; and she moved her hand instinctively, up and down, pressing and releasing. How could he feel so soft and hard at the same time? She was totally in awe of his body.

"Fuck," Jacob swore again, throwing his head back. He snatched her hand to pull it away. If she kept on going like that he was going to cum and he didn't want that to happen just yet. "Wait, baby," he announced in a raspy voice. "Please let me... taste you, Bella. ...touch you..."

She nodded her consent in a lusty daze.

He got down on his knees, kissing her exposed stomach, tasting her delicate skin, placing small kisses everywhere. His hands moved up her thighs, squeezing her butt, and then trailed up her ribs and caressed her breasts, reaching for her hard nipples, tweaking them lightly.

The heat of Jake's hands seemed to overtake her. Her body felt like it was on fire. The burning and aching in her stomach and at her center became almost unbearable. She was so wet, she was afraid she might soak through her pants. There was no logical thought left in her mind, she was beyond caring about anything else but Jake.

Jacob smelled her intoxicating scent and it nearly drove him mad as he inhaled deeply. Long past any reason, he unhooked the button of her pants, opened the zipper, and shoved her pants down to her feet in one fast motion. With a growl, he went straight between her thighs, causing her to yelp in surprise and pleasure.

The insides of her thighs were wet.

He groaned delighted, and his tongue licked the entire inside of her thigh, catching the fluids running out of her, as he kissed his way up to her swollen and throbbing center. "Hmmm, you taste so good," he whispered, his breath fanning over her heated core. His tongue flicked out again, caressing her folds, suckling, and licking, and nibbling.

Bella whimpered; her hands balled up to fists. Nobody but herself had ever touched these parts of her body before, and what Jake was doing to her was overwhelming. It felt so good. She grabbed his hair forcefully, trying to stay upright. It didn't take long and her body started jerking and shuddering under his attack.

Her insides clenched; the heat built up quickly, uncontrollable, and then her orgasm ripped through her with force. She cried out, and clung to him even harder.

"Yes, baby! That's it. Let it all out," he cooed and held her steady by the hips all the while his mouth coaxed even more pleasure out of her. "You have no idea how hot you are." He hummed against her skin, his fingers pressing into the flesh of her ass as he held her legs open for him. "Cum for me again, baby." The deep, vibrating growl of his voice shot straight through her core, causing her to climax once more.

Her hips bucked into his face while she grabbed strands of his hair to pull him closer. It still wasn't close enough. "Jake, please..."

Jacob looked up from between her legs with smoldering eyes. "I'm nowhere near done with you, Bella, don't worry," he stated and swooped her up in his arms. He placed her upon his bed and quickly unlaced her boots, pulled them off along with her jeans and panties, and lay down next to her.

"Kiss me, Jake," she pleaded, her chest heaving and her heart hammering against her ribs. She met him halfway. Her lips covered his, and she sucked his tongue into her mouth frantically, her own taste still lingering on his lips and tongue. She could smell and taste herself.

He needed to feel her so bad, he let his hot hands roam over her body, caress her pale skin, leaving a burning trail behind. He wanted to memorize every part of her body.

She arched into his touch, her breasts seemed to swell under his caress, her hips bucked against his thigh. She looked so fucking beautiful. Her skin was flushed from her face down to her chest and legs; her lips were slightly parted, inviting him in.

Take her. Claim her. His wolf grew restless, impatient, but Jacob wanted to take his time with her. He moved his hand between her thighs, opening them enough so he had access to her wet heat.

Her hips rocked against his hand as his fingers slipped through her slick folds with ease. He pressed down on the little nub under the tip of his middle finger. She was so wet for him.

He dipped his finger into her, soaking it with her juices. Slowly, he brought his finger back up to her mouth, brushing it over her lips.

She opened her lips, and her tongue snaked out to lick around his finger. She sucked it into her mouth then and groaned when she could taste herself.

"Oh fuck, yes," he whispered huskily. Her moan caused his cock to get harder yet. He needed to be inside her. And soon.

Her eyes rolled back in her head when he moved his finger in and out between her lips. When she released his finger, he let it trail down between her breasts, circling her navel, slipping back between her legs, parting her wet folds again.

The moment he entered her with his finger, Bella cried out in pleasure. "Ah! Jake..."

"You like that, honey?" he asked, pushing his finger into her slowly, while continuously pressing against her mound.

She panted, and groaned, and shuddered. "Oh God, yes..." It almost came out as a sob.

He was barely in her hot little pussy, but he could feel her tense around him; she grabbed him so hard with her muscles, he could hardly hold himself together. He wanted to put his cock inside her, needed her to milk it for what it was worth. "So tight, Bells..." he groaned, and inserted a second finger, planning on going in deep this time. He needed to prepare her, go in all the way and stretch her a little for him. So soft and wet and tight.

She gasped again and stiffened, trying to press her thighs together. "Oh. Wait."

He looked at her worriedly, keeping his fingers perfectly still. "Did I hurt you?" he asked, all the while wondering what he could have done wrong.

"I... I..." she stuttered and blushed, refusing to look at him.

He brushed his fingers over her glistening mound. She arched into him at once, but when he dipped deeper, she tried to close her legs on him again, looking a little bit... uncomfortable...? Could it be that...? No. Fucking. Way?!

He drew in a surprised breath. That was when he noticed the scent of fresh blood. He retracted his fingers and noticed some blood on the tip of his finger. How the fuck was that possible? "Bells," he said and put his hand under her chin, gently lifting her face. "You've never done this before, have you?"

"N... No," she whispered. "I haven't, Jake."

"So, that leech never touched you? Or anybody else, all this time?" Jake asked her bewildered. His worst nightmare, his biggest fear, his horror of Bella dying while giving herself to her disgusting bloodsucker husband, suddenly disappeared.

"But how... I thought you would..." He propped up on his elbow, running the other hand through his hair. "Why, Bella?"

"Things suddenly were different..." she said in a very low voice. If it wasn't for his wolf hearing, he might haven't heard her at all. "After the break-up... I had to figure out a lot of stuff... And then..." She squirmed a little, unintentionally brushing against his throbbing cock.

Fuck... his eyes closed, and he shuddered, suppressing a groan. Then her finger traced the shell of his ear. His breath left him with a gush his head fell forward, resting in the crook of her neck. Her body moved against him; her leg wrapped around his waist, her heat and wetness so close to his dick. He groaned out. Need her...

He bucked his hips into her, trying to relieve some of the tension, but each thrust against her soft thigh only increased the pressure in his groin.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you. I only wanted you for so long now," she confessed.

It was the most beautiful thing he had heard in the longest time and he wanted her to repeat it over and over again. Lifting his head, he looked deep into her eyes. "Me?"

"You."

She sounded so sincere.

He couldn't stop himself from grinning wide. He would be her first! "Bella, you make me feel so happy right now. I have no words," he said, his voice saturated with deep emotion.

He looked into her huge and trusting eyes. There was so much he needed to tell her. He wanted her to know how much he still loved her, how much his heart and soul still ached for her, and in how much pain he still was over her. He wanted to tell her that he still missed her every moment of each day.

He felt so tempted to tell her that he was in no relationship with Leah, that they only were very good friends. She was the mother of his son after all. His son... He wanted to tell her about Yuma so badly.

He wanted her to know about his life; but dammit, he needed to know about her and her life first.

Why exactly did she come back? Was she here to stay? What did she really want from him?

Yuma depended on him. Jacob knew that he needed to protect his heart this time. He was not going to let Bella rip it apart anymore. No, not this time. She was going to answer to him first, he reminded himself, but not now.

He still had plans for her, and he needed to at least pretend that she loved him back. He could dream for a few hours, couldn't he?

Bella noticed his hesitation and she also noticed he was in deep thought. His eyes became so sad for the briefest moment, it pained her heart and reminded her yet again what she had done to him.

"Jake, I want you to make love to me", she pleaded. "Please..."

Her pleading tugged at his heart. He looked into her eyes, aching to kiss her, to be with her, to be inside of her. "Bella, are you really sure?" he asked, while he swelled even more. Please, be sure.

"Yes," she answered with confidence.

In one smooth move, he was on top of her, took her face in his hands and kissed her. Sweetly. He lingered at her lips. "I'll be careful. I promise, honey." He lowered his mouth on hers, kissing her gently, softly, pouring all the love he still felt for her into it.

She breathed him in deeply and kissed him back with the same sweet longing, almost sobbing when he placed her hand over his pounding heart. The moment was so tender, she never wanted it to stop.

Bella moved in closer, wrapped her arms around him and held on to him as tight as she could. Her body wiggled against his erection. He emitted a guttural groan, and the kiss quickly turned heated again. Boldly, she moved her hand down, easily sliding over his stomach, slick with a sheer sheen of sweat, and took hold of him.

Jacob growled and bucked himself roughly into her hand. "I've wanted you for so long, Bells. I've dreamt of having you..."

His hands closed around her hips, and he turned on his back, pulling her on top of him. His erection poked against her thigh and when she leaned forward, she trapped it between them. She circled her hips, experimenting, exploring, and creating friction. The head of his cock slid through her slick folds, lubing him up with her juices.

His head fell back into the pillows; he bit down on his bottom lip. A growl rumbled in his chest as he watched her intently through half-lidded eyes.

Bella was overwhelmed by the beauty of his face and the magnificence of his body. She had imagined touching him for so long, and she couldn't ever compare reality with her dreams. This was so much better. He was beyond gorgeous and she wanted to explore much more.

She was so wet for him, so ready, she wanted to feel him deep inside her now. She wrapped both her hands around his stiff cock, curious what kind of reaction she could coax out of him when she twisted her hands like this-

Suddenly, she was again lying flat on her back.

Jacob hovered over her, holding his weight up on his arms, and stared at her in a predatory, possessive way. "Last chance, Bells," he growled into her ear, the tip of his tongue licking over the tender spot under her ear. "I'm gonna fuck you now." Her whole body covered in chill bumps in response to his announcement. He grabbed his cock, aligning it to her opening. "You want this...right?... all of me?"

Her heart beat wildly in her chest, heat and longing raced up and down her body. She had never been more sure about anything in her life. She looked up at him and nodded, opening her legs for him. "Oh, God, yes!"

"Hold on to me, honey," he murmured, while still aligned in front of her soft and wet opening and started to push forward, slowly and with care, his entire body shaking with anticipation.

A low moan of discomfort escaped her at the feel of him entering her, and she grabbed his forearms ever tighter. He was so big, and it hurt. She tried to accommodate and get used to being stretched. Slowly breathing in and out, she willed herself to relax around him.

"Are you okay?" he wanted to know and rubbed her thigh soothingly while trying to hold back. Deeper. He needed to go deeper. Oh God. So hot … so tight.

Her eyes wide, her face flushed, Bella only nodded. She was anticipating him to push forward, to fill her more and more. She wanted him all the way inside of her. She wanted to be his.

Jacob pulled out and then rocked back into her, going a little bit deeper this time. His face had gotten still with concentration; he had to shut his eyes. "Bells, tell me right away if I hurt you, okay?" He was barely able to speak.

"Hmm…" was her only response. She felt him slide in, pull out and slide back in. He moved into her deeper each time. The pressure and burning in her core increased, but also the pleasure she started to feel. She felt filled to her maximum, but she wanted more. Instinctively, she knew that this wasn't all that he had to give. She knew he held back. She put her arms around him and brought her legs up to wrap them around his waist.

The new angle let him slide in more easily. He barely held on to his sanity. His instincts demanded that he pound into her with abandon. Her walls squeezed him so tight, he needed to move slowly, or else he wouldn't be able to control himself anymore. A little more... and more. He stopped when he felt resistance. "Bells... almost there... you okay still?"

"Jake, I'm good," she assured him and dug her heels into his firm butt. She wanted him deeper. She wanted all he had to give. "Just push through, Jake... Ahhhh... Make me yours," she moaned and tilted her pelvis to meet him halfway.

With that Jacob was done holding back. He thrust forward, pressing himself into her as deep as he could.

She cried out, clinging to his shoulders.

He pulled out a little, only to ram himself right back into her. He heard her hiss and saw her look up at him, smiling so proudly. Another thrust and her eyes rolled back. Slide out, thrust back in. She groaned and closed her eyes, her nails raking over his skin. Out. In. Deeper. Deeper.

The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room.

God, she is so damn beautiful.

Her breathing became faster, he could feel and smell that she was back on the track. He increased his thrusts. "Oh, fuck! Bells, you are so wet. It's so good," he grunted and reached between her legs with his hand, circling her bundle of nerves, while keeping up his hard, fast pace.

Jacob felt her orgasm come on, her muscles contracting and squeezing around him. "Don't hold back, baby," he said hoarsely when he saw her bite down on her lip to rein her noises in. "I want to hear you scream my name."

His request was enough to push her over the edge. Her eyes snapped up and her mouth fell open in a perfect 'O' shape. She tensed, arched up, her entire body shuddered and twitched, and then came her high-pitched cry... "Jacob!"

"That's it. Cum for me. Cum all over my cock," he demanded, pressing down on her nub. He had dreamt about her screaming out for him so many fucking times. But this was much better than any of his dreams; they never even got close to what he was feeling right at this moment.

Jacob didn't let up. He kept stroking her as he kept pounding into her. He wouldn't let her come down from her high. He thought she might squeeze his cock right off, but it was so good, so fucking good. Her moans, and screams, and pleas filled his ears, triggering his own release.

"Bells," he called out, thrusting into her as deep as he could. Once, twice and then the heat raced up his groins and shot out of him. "Fuck, yes!" His head fell back, the muscles of his neck straining. "So... fucking... good, baby..." He pumped into her, moving her up on the bed with his powerful thrusts, emptying himself completely.

For a moment it was completely still, nothing to be heard than their erratic breathing.

Bella wiggled under him, laden down by his weight, letting him know he was squishing her.

He laughed and turned to the side, pulling her with him. "Sorry, Bells."

Her fingers played with a strand of his hair; she smiled up to him in pure bliss, unable to form any coherent words yet. "That was..." When she moved, she felt his cock in her, still large and rigid. Still sensitive, she moaned out and swiveled her hips.

Jacob groaned huskily. "Don't worry, honey. We are not done yet," he promised and bent down to kiss her on her mouth. His hand moved down her back and cupped her ass, pulling her into him roughly.

Her breath caught in her throat. She wanted him again. He already made her come not one time, not two, but four times, and still it was as if her desire wasn't even close to satisfied.

"That good, huh?" he asked, grinning at her mischievously.

Bella looped her arm around his neck and pressed her lips to his mouth. Her tongue snaked out and she licked over his full lips. "That good," she agreed. "Was it good for you, too?" she wanted to know in the sweetest tone.

"Indescribable, Bells."

Jacob rolled on his back, taking her with him, still buried inside her. One hand came to rest at the back of her head, holding her close to him, while the other hand wrapped around her middle. He kissed her, the heat between them flaring up in an instant.

Bella answered his kiss hungrily, clutching and gripping at him in a frenzy, moaning in protest when he pulled away.

"You are turning out to be insatiable, Bells," he said with a smirk. "But I am too. I want so much more of you, Bells. I'm going to make you cum again and again before this night is over," he promised, and laughed at her feint shocked expression before thrusting his tongue into her mouth again.

Jacob started pushing into her at a slow, steady pace. His hands wandered over her sides, arms and shoulders, rounded her breasts, caressed her thighs, and kneaded her behind, taking his sweet time with her. She braced her arms on his stomach, rock-hard muscles rippling under her palms, and slowly lifted herself up and down on him. He felt so good. Bella sighed and leaned forward, resting her forehead against his chest. "Jake..." she whispered, feeling her orgasm slowly build up.

"Bells..." He kissed her softly on top of her head and wrapped his arms tightly around her. Lifting his hips slightly, he pushed into her at another angle, repeatedly hitting an especially sensitive spot inside her.

Bella felt completely wrapped up in Jacob. Surrounded by his arms and his scent, and stimulated by his gentle thrusts, it didn't take her long and her orgasm moved through her, soft and gentle as their touches. She moaned his name, melting against him completely. Her thighs widened a bit more, and Jacob slid deeper, murmuring her name like a mantra.

With a last lift, he buried himself inside of her as deep as he could and then came, too.

"Jake, I... I..." Bella said into his chest, her voice slightly cracking with her overwhelming emotions.

"I know, Bells,... I know..." Jacob answered, cradling her head in his hands and pressing her tightly to his chest. "Tomorrow," he spoke softly, "...will be a big day for us. We have lots to talk about. It is time that you come clean with me, and I also need to share so much with you."

He noticed how her heart started to flutter nervously, and he was fast to calm her down. "Shh, Bells... We'll work things out. Somehow... I really need you in my life."

She nodded and closed her eyes, too worn out to keep them open anymore.

As she fell asleep in his arms, he felt content, but at the same time he was on edge. He couldn't explain to himself why that was. It was like that eerie quiet feeling before the 'big one' hits.

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A/N: Thanks for reading guys and we hope that this chapter will hold you guys over for uhmmm...a while!

Hugs, EyJ & JB