A/N: From what I've seen in my reviews, you guys are anxious for two things: sex and for Jacob to tell Ness the truth. You'll get one of them in this chapter. I'm sure you should be able to figure out which one by the name of the chapter. For all my h00rs out there, enjoy the sexin'. And the rest of the chapter :)
Blood Moon
~Chapter Ten~
Intimacy
"How are you feeling?" Jacob asked when Renesmee woke the next morning.
She shrugged weakly. "I don't know. I think maybe a little better." Her head and chest felt clearer, but she was still dizzy.
He helped her sit up. She propped the stuffed monkey against the back of the couch and stood up. She held Jacob's arm as she walked to the bathroom. Like before, he waited outside for her. As he listened to anything but her, he thought about how good it had felt to hold her in his arms all night and wake up next to her. It was something he wanted to repeat every night and morning for the rest of his life.
Alice and Jasper had done what they said they'd do and checked on Renesmee several times during the night. It woke him up each time, but he pretended he didn't hear them.
When Renesmee was finished, he helped her to the kitchen table. Alice and Jasper were already awake. Jasper was at the table with a cup of coffee, and Alice was in the kitchen pouring herself a cup.
"Good morning," Alice said happily. "How are you feeling, sweetie?"
Renesmee shrugged and leaned against the table. Jacob sat beside her and pulled her onto his lap.
"I don't know yet. My stomach isn't turning."
Alice sat next to Jasper. "Are you hungry at all?"
Renesmee shook her head. "No."
Jacob rubbed her arms. "You should at least try to drink something so you don't get dehydrated." He kissed her shoulder.
"He's right." Alice nodded. "Would you like some tea?"
"I don't think I can drink anymore tea. Maybe some Sprite?" She leaned back against Jacob and sighed. "Or maybe some really strong whiskey."
Jasper snorted. "Not while you're sick. If you think throwing up was bad before, you have no idea how bad whiskey can be on an already upset stomach."
Renesmee laughed which led to a cough. "I was only mostly joking."
Alice set a glass of Sprite in front of her niece. "Jasper wasn't. Have you ever had alcohol?"
Renesmee nodded and took a sip of her soda. "Once. It was a year ago. Don't tell Dad, though. He doesn't know about it."
Jacob smirked and kissed her head. "And you didn't want to drink beer the other night because you're not twenty-one yet." He clicked his tongue. "You're holding out on me."
She leaned back again. "Hardly. It was prom, and the guy I was with talked me into taking a few sips of his drink. I think it was vodka or something. It was nasty, whatever it was. I didn't even drink enough to get tipsy."
He wrapped his arms around her stomach. "When you turn twenty-one, I'll show you the good stuff."
She smiled and looked at him. "Thanks."
He kissed her nose. "You're welcome."
Jasper cleared his throat to get their attention. Alice kicked his foot. "We won't tell your dad."
Renesmee sat up and got her drink again. "Thank you."
"So how's your dad doing, Jake?" Jasper asked. Alice looked at him sideways.
Jacob nodded. "He's doing well."
Jasper raised an eyebrow. "Renesmee says he has a heart condition?"
"He manages it just fine."
"That's good to hear. You know, Renesmee's dad is a wonderful doctor—"
"He's fine, Jasper. Thank you for your concern, but our doctors on the rez are more than capable."
Alice pursed her lips together. "Of course they are, Jacob. Jasper didn't mean to offend you." She put her hand on her husband's shoulder and squeezed tightly. Jasper looked at her questioningly.
"No offense taken."
Renesmee leaned back again and sighed. "Can you believe that I'm still tired?" She turned her head to look at Jacob.
He kissed her forehead. "Yes, I can. You're still sick, baby. Can you try to drink a little more before you lay down?"
Alice got up and left the room. Renesmee nodded and sat up again to take a few more sips. When Alice came back, she had the thermometer. Jacob tensed for a moment before she announced that she had to know if her niece still had a fever. Renesmee groaned but accepted the metal end under her tongue. Jacob leaned back in the chair.
"Ninety-nine-point-one. You don't have a fever anymore, sweetie. Very good news. Hopefully soon you'll be all better."
Renesmee smiled. "Thanks, Aunt Alice."
Alice nodded and cleaned the thermometer. As she did, she wondered curiously what Jacob's would be. Renesmee had told her about the strange way he'd avoided it before. She wanted to know, but she didn't want to put any more tension in the room. Jasper meant well, but he knew how to make things awkward. Instead of asking, she went to put the thermometer away.
Renesmee laid down for a while longer, Jacob still at her side.
"Are you sure there isn't anything else you'd rather be doing?" she asked as they got situated on the couch.
"There is, but they all involve you not being sick. Until then, I'm determined to help you feel better."
She smiled and turned so she was facing him. Her face was inches from his and her body pressed against him. There was something so different about it that made her breath catch. She suddenly wanted nothing more than to kiss him wildly and wrap her legs around him. The place between her legs seemed to be begging for it, craving some friction. She cleared her throat and scooted back an inch.
"Thank you. You're so sweet to me, Jake."
He smiled and leaned in to kiss her lips. She pulled back suddenly, and he furrowed his brow. "What?" he asked. His arms around her pulled her close again.
"I might not have a fever anymore, but I'm still sick. Don't kiss me like that yet."
He smirked and leaned in again to claim her lips. She stiffened until he pulled back. "I've told you twice now that I'm not going to get sick. When will you believe me?"
She furrowed her brow and pushed on his chest. "When you don't get sick. Jacob, don't do that. I told you not to kiss me."
Shame filled him in an instant. His eyes widened, and his arms loosed their hold on her. "Ness, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." His gut churned at the thought of kissing her without her permission. "It was wrong of me to assume that you'd only asked because you're worried. Forgive me?"
Her annoyance softened. She lifted a hand and touched his cheek. "Of course I forgive you. I want to kiss you, Jake, I really do. But, I am sick and I don't think you really understand that you're vulnerable, too. You're not some superhuman. My dad is a doctor; I have learned a lot more about disease than I care to know. You've probably already caught it."
He smirked and kissed her forehead. "I love you, baby. I love that you're so concerned. I promise to load up on anti-flu medicine, okay?"
She sighed and scooted down to lean into him and rest her head on his chest. "Okay."
He tightened his arms around her again and pressed his lips to the top of her head. "Get some more rest, Ness."
She nodded slightly and closed her eyes.
Sunday night, Jacob was restless. He didn't like being so disconnected from his pack, even if the time was spent with his imprint. He still had a duty to lead them. He called his dad to see if he had any news, but none of the guys had reported anything major. Just the usual news that the forest was clear.
"Are you okay?" Renesmee asked that evening as she sipped some soup. She was feeling so much better. Her whole body felt the strange mixture of weakness and strength that accompanies the end of an illness. She was even a little hungry again.
Jacob nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." The more he thought about being unable to shift, the more it upset him. He needed to get out of the house. He sat next to Renesmee and wrung his hands together in an attempt to calm himself.
Renesmee reached out and put her hand on his arm. "No, you're not. What's wrong? Is it your dad?" She'd heard Jacob talking to him earlier
He met her eyes and sighed. "No, it's not my dad. I love you, Ness, and I'm glad I got to be here for you, but I guess I'm a little eager to get home."
He was relieved when she smiled and nodded. "I understand, Jake. I don't know how I can possibly thank you for what you've done yesterday and today. You can go if you want to, though." She had to admit to herself that she would be a little sad to see him go, but she couldn't ask him to stay when it was so obvious he wanted to leave. She truly did understand. He had a life outside her.
Jacob leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "I'll call you tomorrow morning. Rest well tonight, baby. I want to take you out again soon."
She nodded. "Okay."
He squeezed her fingers lightly before he walked away. Renesmee sighed and smiled to herself as she took another sip. Even after spending so much time with him, she couldn't wait to see him again.
As Jacob ran around the house toward the trees, he made sure he stayed out of sight from the sliding back door. Once far enough in, he stopped for a moment to listen for any other people before he stripped off his clothes and shifted.
―I'm telling you, Seth, this imprint business isn't all it's—Oh, hello there, almighty Alpha.
Jacob grunted at Embry. What have I missed?
Seth mentally chuckled and thought through a brief summary of the last two days. He had taken over Jacob's patrol as planned, but nothing exciting happened. Embry tried to impress some girl in a low-cut top and Daisy Duke shorts, but she wasn't interested. Embry had complained about it for two hours straight.
She was hot! Embry tried to defend himself.
Shut up, Embry. Seth, keep going.
Seth started where he'd left off. As the images and thoughts rolled through his head, Jacob walked toward Embry near the borders of La Push.
Quil and Claire had set a date for their wedding in October. Claire still hadn't told her parents about the engagement. She was nervous to do it, afraid of what her father might do. Seth still hadn't given up on Natalie, but he had finally lost hope of imprinting on her. The last time they'd spoke the night before, she told him she couldn't sit on a fence and wait for him. He either wanted her or he didn't. He hadn't made up his mind yet if he wanted to risk it.
Dude, I'm telling you, it's a waste of time. Just go out with her a few more times, fuck her, and call it quits.
Jacob growled. Embry, back off. Quit distracting Seth when he's on patrol. What the fuck are you doing out here anyway? Jacob walked up and sat next to him.
Embry mentally shrugged. I'm bored.
Aren't there some girls at a bar you could be seducing?
Embry licked his lips. Yeah, I guess. Sex would be more fun than this shit right now. Haven't seen a damn bloodsucker in days. It's getting annoying. Hey, by the way, how's Shorty doing?
Shorty? Jacob and Seth thought in unison.
Your imprint, Jake. The sick chick. How's she doing?
Jacob growled again and stood up. Her name is Renesmee, Embry. You don't get to give her a nickname.
Embry stood up as well and turned to face his Alpha head on. Are you fucking serious? This imprint business has turned you into an asshole, you know that?
A brief memory of Renesmee and Embry at the beach flashed through Jacob's mind before he was able to stop it. The jealousy and anger attached to the image did not escape Embry's notice.
Quil and Seth talked to her, too, Jake. Why are you picking on me?
Should I go? Seth asked nervously. He didn't want to witness a fight between his packmates.
No, Seth. You're on patrol; you focus on that. Embry, I know you. I've seen in your fucked-up head, and I know how you see women. Renesmee is not on the market, no matter what is going on between us. He took a step toward Embry. She's not a conquest, not a game. She's my imprint.
Embry ducked his head, but he didn't give up. I get that, Jake. Dammit, I'm sorry if I made you think I was after her. We were just talking. She was cold, so I warmed her up. That's all.
The regret and determination in Embry's thoughts were pure; he was telling the truth. Jacob felt the emotions Embry had for Renesmee; a sort of brotherly affection and protectiveness surprised Jacob. He searched Embry's thoughts for any trace of lust towards Renesmee. There wasn't any. He stepped back and sat down.
You're forgiven. She's feeling much better.
Embry nodded. Good to hear. He wouldn't admit it even in a direct thought, but he had been worried about her. Jacob caught the feeling, though, and huffed in amusement. Am I still forbidden from using nicknames for her?
Why Shorty?
Embry grunted a laugh. Cuz she's short.
Jacob licked his nose. Fine. He stood up again to run with Seth for a while until he felt he could relax again.
It was after midnight when he got home and went to bed. His room had been too small for him for years, but neither he nor his father could afford a larger home, and he wasn't about to make Billy give up the larger room. He felt especially cramped this night as he remembered how it had been to have Renesmee in his arms. He sighed and rolled to his back. He wondered what it would be like to have her in his room with him. Without the watchful eyes of her aunt and uncle, and without her being sick or on her period, he wondered if she'd allow him to touch her, undress her. He shifted uncomfortably, already getting aroused at the thought of pulling her sweat pants down over her hips. He wanted to know if she shaved or if she went natural. A soft growl rumbled in his chest at the thought of seeing her exposed to him.
He took a deep breath and shook his head. He didn't want to touch himself; he wanted her to do it for him. Doing it himself wasn't satisfying enough. He closed his eyes and squirmed again, trying to put thoughts of Renesmee's body out of his mind and relax.
~*~Blood Moon~*~
"Renesmee, honey, can we talk for a minute?" Alice said Wednesday evening. Since she'd gotten home that day, she'd listened as her niece told her about how Jacob had invited her over to his house for dinner on Saturday. It made her happy to see her niece so happy, but she was a little concerned about how eager she seemed.
Renesmee's smile faded. "Um, yeah. What's up?" She felt so much better than she had earlier that week. Almost all traces of the sickness were gone, and she felt more energetic than before.
Alice and Renesmee sat down on the couch. "Okay, first of all, let me just say that I know I'm not your mom. I'm not trying to step on toes, and I'm sure she's probably already talked to you about this several times, but I have to say it. Things between you and Jacob seem to be getting pretty serious."
Renesmee nodded. "They are. I know it's fast, Aunt Alice, but I really love him. When I'm with him, I belong there. It's like, everything I think a home should be—safe, familiar, comfortable—I feel like I'm home with him." She shook her head and looked down. "It sounds weird even to me, but that's how I feel."
Alice took her hand. "To be honest with you, Renesmee, it doesn't sound weird to me. I remember when I first met your uncle. Things moved very quickly between us. Maybe even a little faster than yours and Jacob's in some respect. But I was older than you, too. I was twenty-five when I met Jasper." She paused a moment and sighed. "I'm not saying that we never made any mistakes. We made plenty. A few of them almost destroyed us before we really got going. I want to make sure you don't make those mistakes."
Renesmee furrowed her brow. "What do you mean? What mistakes?"
"I'm talking about sex, sweetie. I know you probably don't want to hear it, but Jasper and I got together really fast. We didn't have a stable foundation to keep us grounded, and all the emotions we tried to deal with afterward were almost too much."
"So are you telling me not to have sex with him?" She wasn't sure she could promise that.
Alice smiled. "Not exactly. I know how teenage hormones are. What I'm saying is that I would prefer it if you built a good foundation with him before you made that move. Obviously Jasper and I made it through, so I believe it would be possible for you and Jake as well. I don't want to see you heartbroken, and I don't want to see Jacob get shot for hurting you."
Both women laughed. Alice pushed a lock of Renesmee's hair behind her ear. "Just make sure it's right, honey. And don't ever tell your father I'm saying this. If it ever comes up, I told you that if you have sex, you'll get Chlamydia and die."
Renesmee laughed out loud and nodded. "I completely understand. Dad would flip out."
"Also, if you do decide the time is right, please use a condom." Alice squeezed her niece's hand.
Renesmee nodded. "I promise."
Alice smiled and leaned forward to hug Renesmee. "Thanks, honey. Are you taking any birth control?"
"Yeah, Mom got me started on it last year."
"Okay, good. Do you have any questions?"
"No; I can't think of any." Renesmee shook her head.
"Are you sure? Losing your virginity can be a confusing thing, no matter what the textbooks say."
Renesmee blushed. "I'm not a virgin, actually."
Alice was shocked. "What?"
"I did the cliché thing and gave it to the guy who took me to prom." She shrugged, but her face was burning hotter.
"Oh . . . do your parents know?"
"Mom does. I told her about it after Luis broke my heart. We both decided it was best that Dad didn't know yet. Luckily nothing . . . happened. He talked me into doing it without a condom, and I was really scared for several months. That was part of the reason she wanted me to start birth control."
Alice sighed. "Oh, sweetie." She hugged Renesmee again. "I want you to remember something, okay? If a guy ever tries to talk you into doing something you don't want, he's not the one. A real man wouldn't ask his girl to do anything she's not comfortable with."
"Amen to that," Jasper said as he walked in the room. "Did Jacob do something?"
"No; Renesmee and I are just talking. Do you mind?"
He sat down. "I don't mind at all."
Alice smacked his arm. "Nice try. Hit the road."
He frowned for a second before he got up and left. Alice turned back to Renesmee.
"Promise me you won't let Jacob push you."
"I promise." That was one she could stick to.
"Thank you." She pulled Renesmee into one last hug.
~*~Blood Moon~*~
Renesmee sat on her bed Saturday afternoon trying to find her courage. She wasn't sure if she and Jacob would be alone at his house or if his dad would be there, but either way, she was nervous. Alice's talk a few days prior had made her really think about making that move with Jacob, and not just in a spur-of-the-moment, hormone-driven way. She had thought of the pros and cons along with all of the possible consequences. Every time she did, she came to same conclusion that she was ready.
The few times they'd been together on dates or walks in the woods, she'd felt an undeniable lust for him. She couldn't be completely sure, but she thought he felt it, too. The way he'd taken care of her when he was sick made it obvious in her mind that sex wasn't all he was after. He truly cared about her.
She had a few more hours before Jacob would come to get her. She'd taken a shower and, after a lengthy inner debate, shaved everything that a girl could shave. Now she worried that Jake would think she'd look too young. She closed her eyes and put her face in her hands. Maybe her nerves meant it really wasn't the right time. She took a deep breath and stood up to figure out what she would wear. As she picked through her clothes, she made up her mind that she would see how the evening went. If she got the opportunity, and it felt right, she would make her move. Otherwise, she would keep her decision to herself for the time being.
Jacob arrived to pick her up at five-thirty. She was surprised to see that he'd worn a t-shirt and shoes this time.
"Hey, Ness. How are you?" He hugged her and leaned down to kiss her.
She felt like it had been years since the last time she'd kissed him. She stood on her toes to press her lips harder to his. She blushed when he pulled back. "I'm great; how are you?"
He rubbed her back. "Never been better. Are you ready?"
Renesmee nodded and pulled back to get her purse. "Yeah, I think so." She turned to call out to her aunt and uncle that she was leaving.
Alice came down the hall. "Bye, sweetie." She hugged her niece. "Do you know when you'll be back?"
Renesmee looked at Jacob. He shrugged. "I'm not sure," he said. "Does she have a curfew?"
Renesmee gave Alice a pleading look. Alice sighed. "No, I guess not. Just have her home sometime before tomorrow, okay?"
Jacob smiled. "I can do that." He pulled Renesmee close to him and kissed her head. "Don't worry, Alice; she's safe with me."
Alice nodded. "I know. Have a good time, honey."
Renesmee nodded, and they left. She was a bundle of nerves again as they got in the car. Jacob wasn't sure what she was afraid of, but he didn't like the anxiety pouring off of her. He took her hand and kissed her knuckles, then held her fingers as he shifted.
"Are you okay, baby?" he asked.
Renesmee sucked in a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah, I think so."
He gave her a sideways glance. "What's wrong?"
She hesitated for a moment before she sighed. "Is your dad going to be there?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Yes, why?"
"I guess I was just wondering if we were going to be alone." She looked at her lap as she spoke.
"Ness, look at me." She did. "Are you uncomfortable with this? Coming to my house?"
She shook her head. "No. I guess I'm just nervous. You know, the only time we've really been alone recently is in the woods."
"Baby, I'm not taking you home with me to try anything. I just don't want to have to deal with other fuckers salivating over you."
Renesmee looked up, surprised, and met his eyes. "Me?"
Jacob chuckled. "Yes, you. You're sexy whether you want to admit it or not."
She shivered with delight. "Thanks. You need to watch the road, Jake."
He shifted in his seat and smirked to himself. "Sure."
At his house, he kept hold of Renesmee's hand as he led her inside. She smiled to herself when he had to duck to get through the door. Billy was in the living room watching the television. He waved when they came in.
"Hey. Food got here about five minutes ago; it's on the table."
Jacob nodded. "Thanks." Renesmee looked up at him curiously. He smirked and kissed her. "I can't cook worth shit, so I had something delivered."
She giggled. "I see."
"There wasn't much to choose from around here, so I hope this is okay." He opened the bag. "This came from a restaurant on the rez. We have Chinese Moose, floral green salad, and wojapi for desert."
Renesmee raised an eyebrow. "Moose? And what's wojapi?"
"Moose is excellent; try it before you knock it. Wojapi is like pudding but better."
"So is this like your tribe's traditional food?"
Jacob nodded. "Yep. I don't know why they call it Chinese Moose, but it's not Chinese. I remember my dad making this when I was a kid."
Billy wheeled into the kitchen as Jacob set some plates on the table. "Don't put one out for me, Jake; I'm going to Harry and Sue's for dinner."
Jacob stopped for a second. His eyes flashed to Renesmee then back to his dad. "What? Why?" He wanted the time alone with Renesmee, but he didn't want to make her nervous like she had been earlier.
Billy smiled and folded his hands together on his lap. "Well, you know, you have your girlfriend over, and I don't want to get in the way or, uh . . . interrupt anything. You two will have more fun without an old man around."
Renesmee blushed, but she didn't say anything. An awkward silence hung in the air for a minute before a truck pulled up outside and honked. Billy sat up straight and put his hands on the wheels of his chair.
"So, I'll see you kids later. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." He winked at his son and turned around to leave the room.
"Well . . ." Jacob started after his dad left. "Uh, that was unexpected."
Renesmee smiled nervously and cleared her throat. "Yeah."
"You okay?"
She nodded and looked up at him. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"
He ran a hand through his hair and silently cursed when it fell back into his eyes. "You were nervous earlier. I just don't want you to think I planned that, because I didn't. I thought he'd be here all night."
She stepped close to him and reached up to hold his shoulders. "I believe you, Jake." He put his hands on her hips and leaned in to kiss her. "I'm not nervous; it's just a little embarrassing that your dad thinks we'll be . . . you know." He was probably right.
Jacob smirked and kissed her again. "I know what you mean. Are you hungry?"
"Yeah."
They sat down, and Jacob opened each container. Renesmee had to admit everything smelled good. She was confused when she dished the salad.
"Are those flowers?" she asked.
He nodded. "Yes. Rose petals, marigolds, and dandelions, I believe."
She raised her eyebrows. "Okay."
He chuckled. "Just give a chance, Ness." He reached over and picked a marigold head off her plate. "If you don't like it, you don't have to eat it." He held it out for her.
She figured if she was going to eat moose, she might as well try the flowers, too. She met his eyes and opened her mouth to take the blossom. His eyes darkened as she slowly sucked on his fingers. She pulled back and blushed. He licked his lips.
"It's not bad," she said after she swallowed. "Interesting flavor."
He nodded and picked up his fork. He wanted to get through the meal as quickly as possible. He was happy to hear her compliments about the food; once she tried it, she liked it. The wojapi was his favorite. It was only more of a turn-on when she closed her eyes and moaned happily when she tasted it.
When they finished eating, Renesmee helped him clean up.
"Thank you for all this, Jake. It was really nice getting to taste some of your traditional foods."
He pulled her close to him. "It was my pleasure, Ness."
She reached up to push his hair of his eyes so she could see him better. It fell right back as soon as she moved her hands. She smiled. "You need a haircut."
He shook his head, purposely making his hair dangle in his eyes. "A trim, maybe."
"That's what I meant, yeah. I don't want you to cut it all off; just enough that I can see your eyes again."
He bent and kissed her lips. "Why don't you do it then?"
She laughed. "You want me to cut your hair?"
He shrugged. "Just the front part. I get it all crooked when I do it." Not that it had ever mattered much to him.
"There's a reason I go to a hairdresser to get my hair done, Jake. I can't do it either."
He pouted. "Please?"
Renesmee doubted any other person could make puppy dog eyes as well as Jacob could. She sighed. "Sit down."
He smiled widely and got the scissors and a comb for her before he pulled a chair close to the sink and sat down. For a brief moment, she thought about straddling his lap, but decided against it. She took a deep breath and got to work. It only took a few minutes. She didn't dare cut more than what hung in front of his eyes. When she was finished, she pulled the comb slowly through the rest of his hair. He took hold of her hips and pulled her a little closer.
"Thank you."
She set the comb aside. "You're welcome." As she looked down at him, she realized something. She smiled widely and put her hands on his shoulders. "I'm taller than you."
He chuckled and squeezed her sides lightly. "Don't get used to it."
She bent and kissed his lips. "I'll just take advantage of it while I can." She kissed him again and deepened it quickly. He reached up and threaded his fingers through her hair. She did the same to him and grabbed a fistful. He sat up straighter and wrapped one arm around her to pull her closer. The way she was bent didn't give her room to sway. She lost her balance and gasped in surprise as she felt herself falling. She clutched his shoulders, surprised when she fell in his lap.
He chuckled. "I've got you, Ness."
She smiled, a light blush spreading across her cheeks. "Thanks."
He kissed her softly. "Anytime." He touched her cheek and held her waist a little tighter. If the look in her eyes wasn't enough to convince him she was turned on, her scent was absolute proof. "Would you like a tour of the house?" He really only wanted to show her one room.
She licked her lips and nodded. She hoped he meant what she wanted him to mean. She got up and he followed. He brushed his shirt off, clippings of hair falling slowly to the ground.
"I should probably take this off, huh?" He peeked at her.
She wanted to rip it off herself. Instead she just nodded again. "Yeah, probably. It's going to be impossible to get all the hair off, and it'll just be uncomfortable."
He smirked and pulled it over his head. She watched him shake it out and drape it across the back of the chair he'd sat on. He took her hand and kissed her knuckles, then he quietly led her around the table to a short hallway.
"That's the bathroom." He pointed to a door on his right. Directly across the narrow hallway was another door. He opened it and stepped inside. "And this is my room."
Renesmee's stomach flipped excitedly as she went in past Jacob. The room was tiny; she could barely believe he even fit in it. The bed was a mattress on the floor that took up nearly all of the space save for a small walkway to open the door and put in a dresser. She turned to look up at him.
"It's, um . . . cozy."
He snorted. "You don't have to sugar-coat it. It's tiny as hell. It's all I really need, though." He didn't tell her that he rarely stayed the night in here anymore. He preferred to be near her.
She nodded and put her hands on his chest. "Think we'll both fit in here?"
He shut the door. "Yes."
She giggled and pulled away. "Is the bed comfortable?" She wasn't sure it would be, but she laid down anyway. She got on her back and looked up at him. "Not bad." She lifted her chest to bounce a little bit.
Jacob watched her in fascination. She was radiant with her auburn hair spread out under her and her brown eyes watching him playfully. Her shirt had ridden up a little, exposing a thin line of flesh above the waistband of her jeans. She bounced again, and he couldn't help but notice the way her breasts moved. He cleared his throat and knelt down beside her slowly.
Renesmee caught his eyes as he leaned down. She was caught by their intensity. Her smile faded as he moved over her, one arm on either side of her shoulders supporting him.
"I love you," he said roughly.
His voice made her shiver. She reached up to put her hands on his face. "I love you, too."
He kissed her deeply but slowly, taking his time and exploring her mouth. Her hands slid down his neck and around his shoulders to hold him tighter, hoping to pull him closer. He shifted his weight to one arm and allowed himself to get closer as his other hand slipped down her side to her hip and back up. He didn't hesitate to cup her breast when he reached it. She sucked in a quick breath and shoved her chest up, hoping to encourage him. He squeezed lightly, eliciting a moan from her. The sound made a shiver run up his spine.
Jacob broke the kiss and pulled back. "Is this okay?" he asked as he squeezed again.
Renesmee was panting as she nodded. "Very much okay."
He smirked and kissed her jaw. "Good." He worked a path down her neck, barely stopping the growl that was building in his chest at the sound of her whimpers. He licked her throat just above the pulse point and closed his eyes. She tasted so good. A mixture of sweet and salty that drove him crazy. He did it again and sucked lightly on her flesh.
"Oh, my God, Jake," she cried. She wished he would get between her legs.
As he kissed her lower, he slipped his hand down and under her shirt. He looked up briefly to make sure she was okay before he pushed her bra up over her breast. She nodded eagerly. He groaned at the feel of her naked against his palm.
Jacob and his heat and kisses were clouding her mind. She didn't seem to care about anything but what he was doing to her. She wanted more, though. She wanted to get rid of all of their clothing and finally become one with him. The thought reminded her of the condoms Alice had given her that she'd stuffed in her purse. She was suddenly anxious, unsure of how she would ask him to stop so she could get one.
He noticed her tense and pulled back to look up at her. "Are you okay?"
She licked her lips and nodded. "Yeah, um . . ." She closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath.
Jacob moved to her side and slid up to be next to her. "Ness, baby, listen to me." He touched her cheek and waited for her to open her eyes. She did and met his uncertainly. "Don't feel obligated. I want you, baby, but it would kill me if I hurt you."
She smiled and reached up to cover his hand with hers. "I don't feel obligated. I want you, too. I'm just scared because I don't know how to ask." She looked down.
He made her look at him again. "Ness, can I make love to you?"
She blushed brightly as she nodded. "Yes, but we need a condom."
He kissed her lightly. "I have some." He got up to dig one out of the top drawer of his dresser. While he was up, Renesmee took off her shirt and bra. He laid down next to her again and pulled her close.
"I'm nervous," she blurted. She took another deep breath to try to calm down. "Really nervous."
Jacob nodded and combed his fingers through her hair. "That's okay, baby. Are you a virgin?"
She swallowed thickly and shook her head. "No. It was only once, though, and a long time ago." She peeked up at him and pushed herself a little closer.
"It's okay, honey, I just needed to know." He started to rub her back in a slow circuit from her shoulders to her hips and back. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
She took a moment to think about it. As she did, she snuggled close and put her face on his chest. She took a breath to smell his fiery skin. It felt so good against hers. She kissed him near his shoulder and smiled when his arms tightened around her. She loved knowing that he wasn't going to push her for an answer. It made her think of what Alice had said. She knew that if she said no, Jacob would wait. She didn't want to do that, though. She realized that she really did want to go through with it. She wanted to get that much closer to him. She kissed him once more before she pulled back and looked up at him.
"I'm sure I want to."
He nodded and trailed his hand around her side back to her breast. "I love you, Ness."
She licked her lips and put her hand over his. "I love you, too, Jake. Make love to me."
Those words made him shiver with desire. He wanted to take her, claim her. A sharp tug in his gut made him calm down and take it slower. He realized as he kissed her that he wanted to take his time and really show her how strong a connection they had. He pushed her gently to her back and kissed a path to her breasts. Her nipples tasted better than he had imagined. Each squirm of her body and whimper she made only got him more aroused. He looked up at her briefly as he shifted position and started to work his way down further.
Her breath caught as he unbuttoned her jeans. She closed her eyes and reached up to grip the pillow as he pulled the pants off. The heat of his hands as they travelled slowly back up her legs was intoxicating. She tensed only for a moment when he spread them. He leaned down and kissed her stomach, and she made herself relax.
"Are you okay, baby?" he asked. He kissed her hip.
Renesmee took a deep breath. "Yes, I'm okay." She swallowed. "I shaved."
He smirked and kissed her thigh. "I noticed. Did you do this just for me?" He lightly cupped her womanhood.
She gasped and nodded quickly. "Yes."
Jacob slowly slid his fingers down to find her clit. He kissed her thigh again and pulled back to watch as he touched her. "You are so fucking sexy, Ness." He pushed a finger inside her and looked up to see her face. Her eyes closed, and she whimpered again. "Do you like that?"
"Oh . . ." She grabbed her breasts and nodded. "Very much."
He chuckled to himself and added another finger before he leaned in to lick her. Each sound she made and the taste of her only aroused him more. His fingers still inside her, he kissed and licked his way over her hip and up her stomach to her breast. She squirmed against him and moaned again. He moved further upward until he reached her mouth. He slipped one hand under her and continued to work her body with the other.
"Ness?" he said roughly.
She met his eyes and bucked her hips. "Huh?"
He smiled. "I need you, baby."
She nodded. "Me—" She gasped and threw her head back. "Goddammit. Me too, Jake."
He pulled his hand free and got up quickly to get rid of his pants. Renesmee swallowed as she looked up at him. She had a pretty good idea of what average was, and that was not it.
"You've got to be kidding me," she said, still breathless.
After kicking the jeans off, Jacob sank to his knees on the bed beside her. "What?" He reached over and got the condom.
She licked her lips and looked up at him. "I guess it only makes sense. The rest of you is huge."
He grinned and ripped open the package. "You can take it, baby. Don't worry."
She blushed and watched with fascination as he put the condom on. Curiously, she reached out to touch him. He groaned and allowed her to explore him.
"We'll go slowly, Ness. You can be on top if you want."
She couldn't take her eyes off her hand on him. "Why would I want to be on top? I'm not really that experienced."
Just her light touch felt so much better than he had imagined. He was eager to get inside her. He laid down and pulled her up close to him. "It's not really about experience; it's about control. If you're on top, you control how fast we go, how deep I get, and you can take your time getting used to it." He kissed her deeply and squeezed her hip. "It's up to you."
She nodded. "I kind of like the sound of that."
He rolled to his back and helped her get situated on top. He licked his fingers and touched her briefly before helping her get everything positioned. She gasped as she started to slide down his length. His eyes closed tightly and fought every desire he had to flip her over and take her. The instinct to do what she needed was stronger. He held her hips to keep her steady as she slowly worked her way down.
It took longer than she had hoped, but eventually she was able to sit down completely. She smiled in triumph and leaned forward to kiss him. She began to move slowly, setting a rhythm to get more comfortable. Each movement seemed easier than the last, and soon all sense of discomfort faded away.
Jacob had believed Quil when he said making love with his imprint was unlike any other experience, but he hadn't realized how true it was. It was as though every single past encounter had disappeared; it didn't matter because it wasn't with Renesmee. No other woman could touch the heightened pleasure, both physical and emotional.
Renesmee had once said she'd make love with Luis after her senior prom, but that was wrong. This, what she was doing with Jacob now, was making love. It gave a new dimension to the words. It wasn't just sex or just an animal urge being satisfied. It was joining of their souls in a way neither had ever felt before. Jacob opened himself to her and let their connection flow. He felt her in every part of his being. Nothing had ever been so incredible or intense. The closer they got to their release, the more urgent their movements became.
"Oh my God, Jake . . ."
Her words and moans were too much. He couldn't hold on much longer. He held her hips tighter and pulled her down on him harder. "Fuck, baby . . . come for me."
"I think . . . I'm—Oh, Jesus Christ." She threw her head back and curled her fingers against his stomach as her release tore through her. His back arched, and he barely managed to stop a growl as he came along with her. She rode out the orgasm as long as she could before she fell on top of him. She felt like her limbs had turned to pudding. Panting, she kissed his chest and closed her eyes.
Jacob wished they could stay in that position all night. The condom was uncomfortable, though; he had to get up. He pulled out and rolled over to get out from under her. He kissed her lips softly and got up. He tossed the condom and laid back down beside her, still breathing heavily. She snuggled up to him and kissed his chest.
"I love you, Jake," she said softly.
He kissed her head. "I love you too, baby." He wanted to ask her to stay the night. Stay forever. As much as he wanted it, he knew he couldn't yet. Not when she still believed he was a normal human. He sucked in a huge breath and let it out slowly. A part of him couldn't believe he'd made love to her before she knew the truth. She'd given him—the human—permission, but would she still have made love with him if she knew what he really was? It would kill him if she regretted it.
Renesmee noticed him tense up. She propped herself up on her elbow and smiled down at him. "Are you okay?" she asked.
He nodded. "Yeah."
She furrowed her brow. "What's wrong, Jake?"
He sighed. "It's nothing, Ness."
She shook her head. "You're lying to me. Please tell me." She bent to kiss him. "You don't regret it, do you?" Her tone was teasing, but he didn't smile. After a moment, he met her eyes. Her smile faded. "Do you?"
He finally shook his head. "No, baby; I don't. I'm worried that you will."
She leaned over him. "I thought about it a lot this past week. I decided a few days ago that I wanted to make love. You were so perfect, Jake. Thank you for being patient with me."
He tightened his arms around her. "I wouldn't be anything different."
"I know. I don't regret it."
Not yet, he thought. A part of him wanted to say it now. He rolled to his side to face her and kissed her lips softly. She smiled and touched his face. As he stared into her eyes, he realized how precarious his situation was. It wasn't even a question anymore; he knew she would leave him when she discovered the truth.
"I need to tell you something, Ness," he said seriously.
She nodded. "Okay."
The right thing to do would be to tell her. The decent, respectable thing. He just couldn't. He was selfish and needed more time with her. He hugged her tightly and took a deep breath to smell her hair. "I love you so much, Ness," he whispered. "I love you, and I need you." She hugged him back for a moment before she moved back to see his eyes again. "I need you to know something. No matter what happens, I'm always here. I will always love you, and I will always protect you. Please don't ever doubt that."
She smiled and nodded again. "I never will." She still felt like there was something he wasn't telling her. She could see the truth of his words in his eyes, though, and didn't question that he would do what he said. She hoped he just needed some time.
A/N: Thank you for reading!
The next chapter is the other one you have all been waiting for: Renesmee finally discovers the truth about Jacob!
As much as I tried to find authentic Quileute recipes for their dinner, it didn't happen. The food mentioned in this chapter was found on NativeTech . com under food and recipes, northwest region.
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