Never Ending
A sweet scent filled the air. I opened my eyes and Nessie was sound asleep with her back against me. She probably wasn't able to move since my arm and legs wrapped her like vines intertwined. I placed soft kisses on her bare shoulder. Her ivory skin reminded me of last night, and now I was aroused and ready for her again.
She turned around and felt my desire against her back. Even with her disorderly hair around her face, she looked beautiful. She broke a small smile.
"Good morning, Jacob."
"Good morning. I didn't mean to wake you."
She placed her hand on my face and with her thumb she caressed my bottom lip. Even this small touch affected me.
She pulled herself up to me and gently kissed my lips. I didn't hesitate and continued to follow her lead. I moved myself on top of her while her hands remained on my face.
I pulled back and noticed the chocolate strawberries were left overnight on the nightstand. The chocolate had melted and turned soft. I grabbed one and placed it between us.
"Breakfast?"
She let out a giggle knowing full well this was going to get adventurous.
I placed the strawberry in my mouth and sucked the chocolate off the strawberry. It was quite a rich taste. Wanting to share this rich taste, I kissed Nessie. We explored each other in our kiss while devouring the chocolate.
I placed the strawberry close to her mouth.
"Just a little bite. I want to take my time enjoying this strawberry."
She opened her mouth, and playfully seduced the strawberry with her tongue.
"Bite it now or I'll take you within this second." She was driving my desire mad just playing with the strawberry. It was bewildering yet arousing all at once.
She then bit the tip of the strawberry and slowly chewed it. She came up to me and kissed me hard so that I could taste the strawberry. It was an enticing flavor.
I placed the strawberry under her jawline, and then carefully made a trail down to her neck. I continued the trail around her nipple and slid it across to her other breast. The strawberry made its way to her navel and continuously went lower. It found its way to her soft curls between her thighs.
I spread her legs open with my hand, and let the strawberry gently massage between her thighs. As I looked up at her, she was breathing heavily. I locked eyes with her and placed the strawberry in my mouth. The strawberry was covered in her flavor.
I placed myself on top of her and kissed her. In that kiss, I shared what I had left of the strawberry. When there was no more strawberry left, I followed the trail I created with my mouth. Starting at her jaw line, I gradually made my way devouring the sweet taste all the way down to her inner thigh. I massaged her with my mouth the way I had used the strawberry to massage her, but I desperately wanted more so I placed my tongue deep in her.
"Jacob. Ahh." She cried more whimpers as I played with her. She lifted her knees and then placed her hands on my head, pulling me in deeper. She wanted more and I was ready to give her more.
As I continued to taste her and kiss her, she let out another helpless cry calling my name, "Oh, Jacob. Mmmm."
"Let yourself go, baby."
"Yes."
And with that answer, she released herself as I seized her in my mouth. She was so wet and tasted like heaven.
She pulled herself to sit up and ran her fingers through my hair while I still tasted her sweet juice. She tightened her thighs around me, and I felt dominated. It was exhilarating. She then pulled me up and placed me on my back. I had forgotten about her vampire strength. She placed herself on top of me as I entered her.
Her forward hip motion rushed my adrenaline like a wild fire. I massaged her breasts, each filling my hands. She placed her fingers over my hand and we both massaged her breasts as she kept on moving her hips forward and back.
It was all too much and I released myself into her. I thrusted myself up towards her to penetrate deeper. She collapsed on top of me and her hair spread over my bare chest. I inhaled her while she kissed my collar bone and up to my neck.
We both interlocked our fingers and fell into a deep sleep.
******Nessie's Point of View******
I woke up feeling so warm. I lifted my head and saw Jacob was still sound asleep. These past few hours have been unforgettable. I couldn't believe he was mine now. I studied his face carefully. His jaw line was well defined; his skin was bronze and smooth. I never noticed it before, but then I've never been this physically close to him before.
I kept staring at him hoping he would wake up, but I knew he needed the rest. He was still recovering from Bryson's attack. I looked over at the scar. I felt helpless when he collapsed in front of me. I didn't want to replay that memory ever again. He was safe now and with me.
I climbed slowly out of bed and got dressed. I decided to fix breakfast for us, and then we would go for a swim afterwards. I checked the refrigerator and found some eggs and bacon. Human food. I was slowly getting use to eating it, but it was mostly for Jacob because I didn't want him to feel awkward eating alone.
I left the tent to prepare the fire. We were already running out of wood, so I decided to search for more firewood. This would be a good time to explore the woods of La Push.
I made my way deep into the woods so I would stay clear from the sunlight. I wore Jacob's hoodie since it was the only item that would conceal me completely.
As I started collecting fire wood, I stopped. I quickly turned around and was surprised at who I saw.
"Well, now I would never leave my defenseless woman alone in the woods."
"I don't need defending, Bryson. What the hell are you doing here? You don't want Jacob to find you here or else he'll kill you."
"Oh he won't kill me. You won't let him. Just like how you didn't let him kill me on your wedding night. Might I add, I like a woman who is capable of defending herself."
Bryson was a tall man, not much taller than Jacob. He had a dark look in his eyes. His left eyebrow was scarred probably from a fight. He had long hair pulled back in a ponytail, and facial hair that was unattractive. He was several years older than Jacob, but experience meant nothing.
"Leave now, Bryson, and I'll let you live or else my husband will have the pleasure of killing you himself."
"You see, Nessie, can I call you Nessie? Or is that too close of endearment between you and Jacob?"
"You'll call me nothing and leave."
"Oh, but I don't plan on leaving with nothing."
He took a few steps closer to me, and I stepped back.
"Renesmee, let's make this easy for the both of us. For all of us. Now come with me."
He extended his hand out to me.
"What makes you think I'm going to willingly go with you? I'm a married woman and would never step within a thousand feet of you."
"There you go again, saying you're married, calling Jacob your husband. You know it as well as I do that you and Jacob are not legally married. I was there on your wedding night. He never finished honoring you as his wife by saying just two simple words 'I do'."
"You think I'm going to leave with you on a technicality. Whether he said it or not, doesn't make him any less of my husband."
"It matters to me because with the way of our clans, it means you're still available to any man. When were you going to tell him, Renesmee? Or should I tell him myself? I'm sure he'd love to see the walking body of the man he thought was killed on his wedding night."
"I'm not going to repeat myself, Bryson. Leave or die."
"Fine, I'll leave, but know this, woman. I will have you as my wife because the Quileutes owe my clan for the death of my brother. I will make this easy for you. Come to me willingly or else I'll start killing each wolf until there shall be no more pack left to protect this petty La Push forest."
His mood changed drastically revealing his dark soul.
"And if you tell that man you call your husband or anyone else, we'll still kill each wolf one by one and deliver it to your front doorstep. Don't forget our Saulteaux tribe outnumbers the Quileutes 100 to 1. You wouldn't want to be responsible for wiping out the entire Quileute tribe. I'll be waiting for your answer after tomorrow's sunset."
He turned around and within a few seconds, he disappeared into the forest.
My knees were shaking, and I was trying to breathe. I dropped whatever firewood I had in my arms and placed my hands on my knees. I tried to calm myself. How was I going to do this?
Bryson was right. The Saulteaux tribe would wipe out the entire Quileute tribe. Even with the help of my family, it still wasn't enough. 100 to 1. That number scared me. I couldn't tell Jacob. He would go straight to Bryson and kill him. He would never make it alive.
I remember the night of our wedding. Both clans agreed nothing more would be done since Bryson's life was spared. Philip was too afraid to lose another son. No one ever told Jacob if Bryson was alive or not. If Jacob knew, he probably would have tried to go finish Bryson off.
My mind was going a hundred miles per hour. There was too much thinking to do and not enough time. Tomorrow's sunset? That's all he gave me.
Jacob and I had to leave. I had to find help somehow.
I picked up the campfire wood and went back to the tent hoping Jacob was still asleep. It just seemed that trouble was never ending for us now.
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