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***I should have disclaimered that I took some liberties with the imprinting, and will most likely do so with some elements of the Twilight world, however it will never be anything too crazy, at least I don't think so.

I won't yap much on this one, I think this chapter should speak for itself, except to tell you, the ..lets just say the persistent blockage has been cleared.

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Well then, Bella thought. So much for keeping the ol' mouth shut.

Things had been going splendidly…it was actually perfect, and that was a word that Bella used very, very loosely.

The mood was romantic…a beautiful sunrise, early morning, not a soul around and they were on First Beach… how much more fitting did it get than that?

Jacob had her pinned oh so wonderfully underneath him and then…

She had to go and say it, had to blurt out I love you.

Bella sighed as she looked up at him, the man she had waited four long, lonely years to hear, touch, feel, and taste again. She waited, holding her breath as she expected his next move. He had paused as soon as the words escaped her betraying lips, completely still as he stared down at her with a look she had never ever seen, a look that made her nervous and worried and scared all at once.

"Bells…I…" he began, blinking slowly as if snapping out of a daze.

Bella swallowed hard, biting her lip, furrowing her brows as she tried to formulate an excuse.

She sighed, and realized it was no use.

"Jake, I'm sorry. I know that was the stupidest thing I could have said, cause here we are and were about to, well I don't know, maybe we were about to…well, the point is," she paused and breathed deeply again. "I know we were supposed to take it slow, and start from the beginning and all that romantic shit that normal people do but I can't be normal Jake… I can't even PRETEND to be normal because I love you, and I want you and it seems I can't separate the two because my body wants to love you as much as my heart and my mind and soul does…"

She paused.

"So I'm sorry again, I told you I was completely messed up Jake," she finally said.

He just looked at her again, that strange, funny, intense gaze.

His eyes looked golden in the light of the sun.

Bella waited, waited for him to say something, to tell her that she was indeed out of her damn mind and that he wanted absolutely nothing to do with her.

Instead he remained silent, leaning down and breathing into the side of her face. His lips grazed her ear as he whispered, "I am going to make you mine Bella Swan, every. Single. Part. Of. You."

Jacob tried his best to compose himself but nothing could squish the million and one things bubbling up inside of him as he tried his best to wrap his mind around what had just happened.

He attempted to think, attempted to recite tribal poems his Dad had forced down his throat, all in attempts to clear his head. An attempt to perhaps attribute the little episode to a weird, I love Bella moment?

But even as he did that, even as he tried his very best to control and compose himself, he found himself opening his mouth and telling Bella exactly what he wanted.

Which obviously, was her.

Jacob wanted to run into the water, to rip all his clothing off and let the coldness snap him out of it, but he knew, deep down he knew, that this was it. There was no negating what he had just, and continued, to feel. Even with how he was now, Bella pressed underneath him, hands above her head in surrender, he felt empty, as if it wasn't enough of her, as if he needed more of everything that pertained to her. He wanted to soak himself in her, feel her in every way imaginable.

He felt jittery, buzzed, and alive…

Nothing in his entire life had felt like this, a feeling even more real than when he controlled his phasing for the first time.

Jacob wanted to say something beautiful and poignant. He wanted Bella to know that something HUGE had just happened but he couldn't. He couldn't get his Bella obsessed brain to formulate words that weren't nc-17 and his body was only making it worse, itching and trembling as he tried to NOT obey what every single organ of his was telling him to do and even as he fought it, fought it with every ounce of sanity he had left, he blurted out exactly that: blurted out to her that he wanted her and would most certainly have her.

If this was what imprinting was about, then good grief did everyone bullshit him when they described it! There was nothing that could have prepared him for this…the crisp, heightened senses, the uncontrollable need for her…

And so Jacob, with a deep trembling breath of air, prepared to let his body take over and make Bella completely his own.

Bella couldn't breath, and for some strange reason, didn't want to.

She felt if she did, the bubble would burst and Jacob would come to the realization that she was not worth making his, and that he would be nuts, absolutely nuts to do anything more than some heavy petting.

But it was suddenly clear that his intentions were real because Jacob Black was kissing her, kissing her harder than any time before, squeezing her wrists so tight it almost hurt. He was fire against her mouth, desire, raw and primal as he bit hard. Bella whimpered under him, arching her body against him as he pulled her lower lip into his mouth, his kisses long and wet.

Jacob could not stop kissing her. He knew he was being brutal, biting her lip so hard he faintly tasted blood. It didn't stop him though, not in the least. In fact, it made him need her even more, his sense so crisp he could practically hear her body responding to him, hear the adrenaline flowing openly through her veins, her skin electrified with endorphins.

It felt almost like a release how intensely her body responded to his.

Jacob moved down, leaving a trail of hot, moist kisses as he went to her neck, right where her jugular pulsed, and he bit hard, sucking her skin into his mouth, pulling back as he watched the skin bruise and swell. It made him growl fiercely and loudly and he felt Bella's breath catch sexily in her throat.

"I can't get enough of your taste Bells," he said into her mouth.

He leaned back slightly, staring down at her as he continued to hold her hands above her head, stroking her thigh slowly, feeling savage and earthly.

"Is this ok Bells?" he asked, and when she merely looked at him, stuttering out an "I…I…" with unfocused eyes, Jacob knew it was more than ok.

"You feel amazing," he breathed into her lips, his hand dangerously close to the edge of where the boxers she was wearing ended.

Jacob didn't know what the hell he was doing, or where in the world the words he was muttering were coming from, but he did not care, nor did he care to stop and figure it out.

Bella needed to touch him.

She knew she should let him do this at his own pace, but she couldn't. He was giving off this power, this feeling of abandonment and lust and Bella was finding herself drowning in the waves crashing off of his heated body.

It was dizzying and maddening to feel him almost there, so close to where her body was screaming for him to be.

"Please Jake, let me touch you," she whispered, squirming under his weight. Jacob looked at her, his eyes ablaze. He slowly let her hands go and Bella immediately wrapped them around his neck, pulling him down into the sand with her, crashing his face into hers as she practically groaned with pleasure into his mouth. Jacob sat back, pulling her up with him, her legs falling naturally on either side of him, straddling him.

Bella felt mad, kissing him fiercely as she dragged her hands up and down the smooth and hard planes of his chest. She felt his nipples, soft against her palms, and without thinking, she brought her face down, kissing his collarbone, then further to his chest bone, his pecs, finally dragging her teeth across one of his nipples, squealing when he let out another growl and threw her back down in the sand, bringing her hands up over her head once more.

Bella gasped and Jacob grinned, slow and hard.

"My turn," he said.

Jacob brought his hand up under her shirt, caressing the skin of her belly, stroking up the sides, feeling every single rib as he finally let his hand come to rest on her breast. She was soft, and pliant, her nipples aroused under his touch. He squeezed her breast, and she arched against him, biting her lip, eyes closed. The sight alone caused a surge of blood to rush thru him, straight down to where things could not possibly be any harder. He knew he had to get a hold of himself, or at least make it back to their room before he mauled her right there in the sand.

He stood up quickly, grabbing her hands and pulling her up into him. She instinctively wrapped her legs as best she could around his waist, kissing anywhere she could reach, his shoulders, his chest, his cheek and chin.

"My room?" he asked between kisses.

Bella pulled back, looking at him with heavy lids.

"Yes please," she answered softly.

Bella pressed her face against Jacobs's chest as he practically flew back to the house. She loved the almost too hot temperature of his skin against her cheek, the pounding of his heart so close she felt every pump of blood…More than anything she loved the feeling of protection, of love, of want…every emotion rushing off onto her, drenching her completely.

Jacob had always been nothing but open with how he felt, a stark contrast to the stoic nothing that was Edward.

But this?

This was different. It was like his flesh was alive with every thought in his brain and Bella was absorbing them just by the touch of their skin.

And then before she could think anymore, she was being laid back gently on the too small bed that was Jacob's.

It suddenly was perfectly sized as he laid himself down next to her, propped up one arm, glowing as the dawn's rays dampened the entire room with a yellow glow.

He traced the outline of her profile, down her chin and neck.

"Hi," he said with a little smirk, his voice low, whispering as if speaking any louder would shatter the moment.

She grinned.

"Hi," she said back, voice just as hushed.

"You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life," he said with a smile. Bella blushed.

"You're just saying that 'cause I let you play with my boobs," she whispered with a little laugh.

Jacob chuckled.

"Shut up," he said.

Bella grinned up at him, feeling delirious and drunk.

"Make me," she replied.

Jacob smiled that slow lazy grin, the one that Bella always felt punched in the face by. He slid his hands underneath her back, pulling her into a seated position.

He kept his eyes locked on hers as he lifted her arms over her head, trailing his fingers over them, down her sides to the hem of the t-shirt she wore.

Bella's heart was pounding as he paused there, hands gripping the edge of the shirt so tight she looked down and saw the whites against his knuckles. He looked down with her and grinned goofily, then cocked his head to the side.

Bella licked her lips and nodded slowly.

"I've waited so long for this Bella," he said, his voice barely audible. Bella sighed, her breath trembling out of her.

"Me too," she responded.

Jacob slowly began to lift the shirt up, until he pulled it off completely, tossing it behind him.

His vision became blurry around the edges and all he could see, all his brain could take to look at was this…this human… this girl that in one quick second had become the beginning and end of his existence. She had always been everything to him, but this, this was it. She was it. There was no trying to ever forget her again, no trying to put her in the past.

Jacob belonged to her fully and undoubtedly and no matter where the rest of their story went he knew he would die for her willingly, even with the nagging thought that these precious moments would be fleeting.

She sat there, biting her lips, arms to her side, hair tumbling over her, covering her bare chest, looking pale and ivory, even with the sun coloring everything.

Bella was unaware of anything going on in Jacob's mind, unaware that his soul had gone right ahead and married hers, whether she had wanted it to or not.

Jacob leaned forward, brushing her mouth with his in a soft kiss as he leaned her back on the bed. He adjusted so that he rested on top of her again, staring down at her, his body nestled in between hers, arms holding up his weight.

He kissed her slowly, tongue dancing with hers as she ran her hands up and down his back. Jacob loved the feel of her bare skin against his, so cool against the fire that was burning through him.

He kept one hand aside her head, by her ear, cupping her face tenderly as he continued to kiss her, loving her swollen red lips.

His other hand wandered, explored all the skin on display for him; fingers down her collarbone, clavicle, over the two mounds of flesh begging to be touched. He followed his hands path with his open mouth, tasting her on his tongue, letting his mouth stop at her nipple. He kissed it softly, running the flat of his tongue over it in one motion, nearly passing out when he heard the soft whimper arise from Bella's throat. He looked up, catching her eyes as she stared at him, her chest rising and falling with each hard intake of breath.

"Is this ok?" he whispered.

She nodded.

Jacob groaned and pulled back, moving his hands further down her body. He shifted so that he was sitting on his haunches, marveling at her form sprawled on his bed. He kissed her sides, her belly button, stopping just briefly to bite the soft, fragrant skin right above the boxers.

It was so close to her center, and Jacob found his savage side bubbling to the surface, coaxed out by the primal smell of her need. He tried to ignore it and continued placing kisses all over her skin, savoring every inch that he could, her taste intoxicating. He nibbled the inside of both her thighs, down to her calves, pausing to kiss the arch of her foot, eliciting a sweet little giggle.

"Too much?" he asked with a grin.

Bella smiled, "Never too much with you Jake, ever."

Bella looked at him, stopping to savor this moment of time, this moment of perfection.

She was sitting almost completely naked in his bed, in his room, in JACOB's room…and he looked so damn cute and smug, sitting there grinning like an idiot with her foot in his massive paw of a hand.

She wanted to cry and wanted to tell him to hurry up and slow down all at the same time.

Instead she opted to sit up, gently pulling her foot out of his hand. She crawled into him, wrapping herself around him, their legs and arms tangled as she pulled them back into the mattress, both of them grinning as the bed squeaked and complained. She felt her bare chest against his, the heat spreading through her rib cage. Jacob kissed the tip of her nose.

"How am I doing?" he asked smiling.

Bella smiled, brushing a stray strand of hair back off his forehead. She absently began running her hands through it.

"You are perfect Jake," she whispered. "Everything about this is perfect."

Jacob smiled, that funny look in his eyes once more. "Bells?"

"Yes Jake?"

"You know that I love you right?" he asked.

"Of course I do," she replied, leaning up to kiss him, loving whatever it was radiating in his piercing eyes.

"Well, seriously, I don't think I can drag this out any longer Bells," he finally said.

Bella paused, her fingers tangled in his thick hair, her brow furrowed, cocking her head at him.

"Hmm?"

Jacob took a deep breath. "I want this to be perfect for you Bells, but its like sensory overload over here," he replied, all seriousness on his face.

Bella threw her head back on the pillow and laughed loudly.

Jacob kind of grinned, chuckling himself.

"You think that's funny?" he asked, reaching down and tickling her sides.

Bella laughed and tried to squirm.

She attempted to punch him on his chest, laughing the entire time, finally stopping when he paused, staring down at her.

"I want to make you mine Bells, I meant it," he whispered.

Bella sighed and touched his cheek.

"Then just do it Jake, please," she said. "I waited four years for this…don't make me wait any longer. We can think tomorrow, or later, but now…let's just…lets just feel each other…"

And just like that, it was as if some flood gate had opened between the two of them, as if Jacob had been waiting, waiting for those words that would push him over the edge of his own self control. Every part of his body, not just his most obvious one, was throbbing with want for.

Jacob kissed her frantically, hissing into her mouth when he felt her hands sliding down his chest, gripping his sides as she moved her lower body up into his. She was undulating under him, pressing her center into his as if trying to evaporate the thin fabric between them.

Bella frantically gripped Jacob's sweats, tugging at them, trying to get them down off his hips. She was not thinking anymore, all she wanted was him, naked, on her.

She couldn't budge the pants thanks to his body being completely flushed to hers.

"Off," she mumbled against his mouth.

Jacob shot up off the bed, standing over her.

"You first," he said.

He grabbed her legs and dragged her towards him. Bella watched as he hooked his hands into the boxers he had given her to wear and with the most leisurely of movements, slid them down her legs and tossed them on the floor.

Her instinct was to cover up, to flip over and hide, yet, for some reason she didn't.

She lay there, blushing furiously as Jacob admired her, eyes hungrily roaming her body. She felt beautiful and perfect, not a trace of awkwardness in her.

Jacob had to get out of his pants right that instant.

Seeing Bella…

Oh lord seeing Bella…naked…completely. She was a goddess, a vision, an angel..every word used to describe the most amazing thing he had ever seen.

He felt his penis was going to rip out of his sweats if he didn't get them down now.

And so he did, not even thinking twice about easing Bella into seeing his member.

He stood and stepped out of his sweats.

And there was Bella, half sitting up, eyes wide, mouth slightly open as she stared at him.

"You're perfect," she whispered.

Jacob said nothing, just walked over to her, pressing his finally completely naked body against hers into the bed.

He kissed her, hands roaming over her body, stroking her belly, letting his hand trail further and further until he was there, in between her soft, pale thighs, hands trembling over her most private of parts.

Bella was panting under him, hands clutching at his shoulders.

Jacob kissed her open lips, groaning into her as he slid his fingers over, her center hot to even his touch. She felt soft, warm, and so wet. He loved how her thighs parted as if of their own accord, letting him explore her further. He let his fingers dance over, stroking her, gliding over her moist skin, trembling as he passed his thumb over her most sensitive bundle of nerves.

Bella gasped.

"Ohmygod," she breathed out in one word.

Jacob removed his hand from her, looking into her eyes as he brought his fingers up to his mouth, slick with her want, and licked it.

"You taste amazing everywhere Bella Swan," he said softly, leaning down to kiss her, her essence now all over his lips and tongue. She responded greedily, as turned on and fascinated as him.

He stopped kissing her though when he felt her small hands in between them, sliding down his stomach and pausing right above where his erection was.

"My turn?" she asked softly. Jacob nodded, and let his head fall onto the bed beside her head, groaning as he felt her take a tentative touch on him, her fingers gently running up and down his length, fingernails just grazing his balls.

She wrapped her hand around him then, her thumb flicking across the head of his penis, causing a shiver to run through him. "You are killing me Bells," he murmured into the mattress. He felt her body tremble with a small laugh as she squeezed him harder and gasped when his erection twitched in response.

"I think you can take the time to explore it later," he whispered. "I need you right now."

Bella pouted, experimentally stroking him twice. Jacob closed his eyes, exhaling deeply and looking at her angrily, lustily.

"Bells," he warned. "Don't"

Bella didn't want to let go of the soft, hard smoothness that was Jacob. She felt bold and brazen, but obeyed with a smile when he warned her, her body responding to his voice immediately. She inched herself further up on the bed, eyes locked with his. He lifted himself onto the mattress on all fours and crawled almost, the bones in his shoulders arching beautifully under his bronzed skin. He looked savage, wolf like, his eyes glowing and his skin glistening. He crawled over her completely, his body between hers, her legs falling on either side of his hips.

She was breathing so hard, she couldn't control it.

She was scared, anxious and ready.

She had never given herself to anyone.

Ever.

She knew she could have, should have with Edward, the man she would marry.. but he kept telling her no and telling her no and next thing she knew the want was all wrapped up under the need to fight someone who rejected her constantly…

And then she had left him forever…

How fitting that it came down to her and Jacob?

His body was fire, and he was there, hovering over her.

She could feel the heaviness of his penis just above her center, its weight resting against her, hot and heavy.

She ran her hands down his spine, loving the dip of his of his lower back, smooth as it flared out into his rear.

She gripped him there tightly, a small, shy smile spreading across her face.

"You are trouble Bella Swan," he growled.

"Mmmhmm," she responded, fingers roaming all over him.

Jacob closed his eyes, pausing, his body still above hers.

"Bella I need to be inside you right now," he said finally. "Like right, fucking, now."

Jacob gritted his teeth, and moved his hips slowly, aligning the tip of his penis to Bella's slick entrance. He groaned, just the feel of it, so welcoming to his body, was going to make him lose control all over her. He took a deep breath, and let it slide in just a little, letting just the tip of his erection glide into her.

He gasped out loud, feeling nothing but tightness. He paused, looking down at her.

"Bells?" he asked softly.

She was flushed completely, trembling as she whispered, "Just do it, please."

Jacob nodded, needing no more persuasion, and grabbing her hips tightly, thrust into her in one fast stroke.

He immediately leaned down, drinking the squeal of pain that erupted from Bella's mouth with his. He held on to her hips, caressing her skin as he tried not to move, trying to let her accommodate to his size.

He tried to ignore the feeling of being nestled in the warmth and throbbing moisture of Bella. It felt perfect, as if her body was made to welcome his, as if their parts were always meant to be joined. If Jacob had his way, and he knew he would, she would never, ever let anybody else come inside her.

"S'ok?" he whispered into her ear. Bella nodded, deep shaky breaths.

"Mhmmm" she murmured, squirming experimentally. They both gasped at the friction it created. Jacob bit her lip.

"Let me try…" he whispered and slowly pulled himself out of her, only to slide back in with a satisfying slap of his skin against hers, his balls fully nestled against her body. Bella arched her back and let out a sigh.

"Omygod Jake…" she moaned huskily.

Jacob grinned, pulling her more tightly against him, her little hip bones pressing into his. He slid his hands under her, cupping her exquisite bottom in his hands; squeezing her roughly .He slid out of her again, then slowly, inch by painful inch slid back in. He did this again, and again, loving the look on Bella's face as she lost herself completely to him. Her mouth was open, and her cheeks were red, so red it looked like she had run a marathon. She was moaning softly, so softly if he had been anything but a wolf, he wouldn't have heard it. But there it was, the sounds of pleasure coming from the woman he had waited his whole life to love.

Jacob groaned, feeling himself getting harder inside of her as the realization sincerely hit him.

He kissed the side of her face, her closed eyelids and she opened them slowly, unfocused, completely wrapped up in the moment.

"Look at me," he said, his voice pure male and pure Alpha.

Bella nodded and bit her lip, never wavering, staring at him with her wide hazy eyes.

It drove Jacob over the edge and he began to thrust into her with deep long strokes, feeling her body clench and unclench, responding to his frantic pumps. He held her tightly, fingertips bruising the skin of her ass, pushing her up into him as he slammed into her repeatedly, the sounds of skin against skin egging him on, luring out the passion and lust he felt inside. He moved one hand onto her lower back, raising her just so his erection hit her right there where it mattered most. He watched her face immediately go slack as he felt his cock hit her innermost walls, a flood of warmth and wetness drenching him. Bella went slack, her head falling back, her eyes closing immediately. Jacob bit her shoulder and her eyes shot open.

"I said look at me," he growled. Bella barely nodded, biting her lip so hard he could see the blood rising to the surface, could smell it almost as much as he could smell their bodies.

He grinded his pubic bone into her clit, her moans becoming louder.

"Shit," he hissed, now pounding into her with no rhythm, merely trying to get them both there, to that climax that he knew his body and hers so desperately needed. His thrusts were short, controlled. He felt her begin to pant, and say his name, and he felt her body beginning to quiver and shake, inside and out.

"Jake," she said. "Jake, ohmygod, Jake…"

Jacob gritted his teeth, and pushed into her harder, feeling himself swell as her legs spread even more, welcoming him, dragging him closer to his release.

He thrust once, twice, three times into her and suddenly he felt it, felt her body clamp down ridiculously hard on him as she screamed his name into his ear, her fingernails dug completely into his shoulders. Her body flowed, trembling as she came, her back raising her body up to his in abandonment. Jacob practically roared, his own release coming violently as he arched himself into her, pushing into her so hard he nearly slammed her into the headboard, his penis pulsing within her as he let himself go completely, feeling himself shatter into a million pieces, his body completely and wholly joined with Bella's.

Jacob immediately slumped over her, knowing full well he was squishing her. He needed to catch his breath, all energy gone.

"Mmmmfff" he heard after a few minutes. Bella was pawing at his chest.

"So…heavy…"

Jacob laughed and lifted himself up, kissing her all over face. She returned his kisses, both their breaths heavy, bodies sticky with the sheen of sweat. She touched his cheek tenderly, stroking.

"Hi," she murmured.

Jacob smiled, touching his nose to hers.

"Hi," he replied.

"Did we really just do that?" she whispered.

Jacob nodded, kissing her forehead.

"Yea we did," he replied.

Bella nodded.

"Wow," she said softly.

Jacob nodded in agreement. "I know," he said. "Wow."

Bella sighed.

"It was always meant to be you, wasn't it?" she asked, voice barely audible.

Jacob shrugged, soft kisses along her shoulders, his erection growing soft inside of her.

"Sure felt like it to me," he replied.

Bella just nodded faintly, smiling up at him.

"You should really get off me you big oaf," she said.

Jacob chuckled. "Get what you want and you are done with me?"

She kissed him, "Never done with you Jake," she replied. "You are just a man beast and you just had your way with me and you are just too damn heavy."

Jacob laughed, kissing her slow and deep.

"That was more perfect than anything I have ever experienced in my life Bells," he said.

Bella smiled. "I know, I cant even..it was like…like we were parts of a whole, ya know?"

Jacob nodded.

"I don't think I can ever not do this again Bells," he said seriously. "Where does that leave us? This?"

Bella shrugged. "I don't know Jake, but lets just, enjoy this, right now? Mk?"

Jacob nodded, knowing it would never ever be left at that, at least not with him knowing he had imprinted on her, knowing that she was more than just Bella to him, had always been, but now, his body, his mind, the legends….everything confirmed it. Bella was meant to be his always.

"I should get you cleaned up," he said finally.

"Mhm," she agreed, stretching her body like a cat. "Jacob?"

He turned to her, towel in hand. "Yes Bells?"

"I love you," she said.

Jacob pulled her up, Bella laughing as her legs wobbled beneath her.

"Oh geez, I feel like spaghetti," she said. Jacob grinned and wrapping the towel around her, scooped her up into his arms.

She chuckled, "You spoil me."

He laughed, kissing the top of her head tenderly.

"Only cause I love you," he said. She smiled.

"To the bathroom, he who spoils me," she commanded.

Jacob laughed.

"I am taking you to the shower, naked, and we just had sex," he said. "I waited all my life to bone you Bells, you think its just gonna be a shower?"

Bella laughed loudly, punching him hard in the chest.

"PIG!" she screamed. Jacob hoisted her up over his shoulder, smacking her towel clothed ass roughly.

"You love it!" he responded and dragged her into the bathroom, smiling to himself and knowing that nothing could ever, ever take this moment away from him and her.

Ever.