Chapter 19

Leah's hands shook as she tried to clasp her necklace. Christ, it was just a dinner date, and with Jake. Why in the hell was she so nervous? She was like a damn junkie about to get her long overdue fix. She laughed at her inner monologue. Hell, she was a junkie and he was her drug of choice. She hadn't seen Jake since his little display of dominance on Sunday morning and she was having some serious withdrawals.

They had texted and talked on the phone but it wasn't the same. She couldn't feel him anymore and she needed that connection more than she realized and if she was this bad without the imprint, what kind of mess would she be in with it? Feeling his emotions especially if he felt more for Bella than her. She shook her head, chiding herself for being stupid. She knew he didn't. Knew she was the one. He just had to realize this on his own.

For the millionth time she questioned getting rid of the imprint, had she been too hasty? Like Jake, she felt empty and disconnected and she hated it. But she also had to trust her instincts on this and they were screaming at her. Giving her appearance one last look, she was satisfied. The little black dress hugged her curves and showed just enough leg and cleavage to be sexy but not trashy and her fifty dollar black Louboutin knock offs added a nice five inches to her five foot eight inch frame. As beautiful as the shoes were, they killed her feet. But she knew Jake liked her in heels, the higher the better. And like he said this was war, so she was bringing out the heavy artillery.

A loud knock put an end to her musings. Ignoring her nerves she put on smile and went to answer the door. If she had been smart she would have taken a few deep breaths first because the sight that greeted her literally made her gasp. Jake was leaning against the small porch rail and looked like he just stepped off of the cover of GQ magazine. He was wearing a black suite with an even darker black button down shirt underneath, the top few buttons undone. His hair had been trimmed and his face was a little scruffy giving him that bad boy edge. Everything about him was screaming power and sex. And of course the sweet, romantic part of Jacob couldn't be ignored, in his hand he held a single, perfect long stemmed red rose.

"Hello Leah" His husky voice drawled as he walked over to her, his eyes slowly raking over her body. She was still rooted to her spot. Pulse racing. He could already smell her arousal and he was glad he listened to Rachel's advice about his clothes. Leah's reaction to him made those four hours of shopping hell with his sister totally worth it.

"J…Jake." She cleared her throat and tried again, "Would you like to come in?" the smirk on his face told her he knew exactly how he was affecting her, cocky bastard. Stopping in front of her he handed her the rose and kissed her cheek before whispering, "You look Beautiful." Lord, she was going to have to change her thong before they even left the house.

"Thank you." She blushed. Holding up her necklace she looked at him, "Can you do me a favor?" He took the necklace and walked around her. She could feel the heat radiating from his chest and instinctively leaned back into him, the contact making him moan. The sound was hypnotizing and shot straight to her core. Sexual tension surrounded them, could have been cut with a knife and they'd only been in the same room for two minutes. If things kept up like this she was going to explode before they even got to the restaurant.

Jake was glad he had been leaning on the rail when she opened the door. Because if he wasn't he would have fallen flat on his ass. His girl was gorgeous. This was a known fact. But the outfit she was screamed "fuck me". He never understood how women who wore skimpy clothes thought they were attractive. Leah's dress was modest, covering everything that should be covered but at the same time it gave subtle hints of the amazing body that was hidden underneath.

She would have been perfection in that dress alone. But no, she had to go and kick it up a notch. She knew his weakness and the high heel shoes covering her feet had all of his blood rushing straight to his cock. It took everything in him to take the necklace from her hand when all he really wanted to do was throw her over his shoulder and take her and her shoes straight to bed.

She gathered her hair in a ponytail getting it out of his way and his heart broke. All he saw was flawless skin where his mark used to be. He didn't care; when this shit was all said and done he was marking her again and he wasn't giving her a choice, she was his. As he clasped the necklace she leaned back into him and he couldn't stop the moan that escaped. He placed a small kiss on the spot where her mark used to be and forced himself to step away from her before he lost all control. "So, you ready? I have a surprise for you."

"Does it involve blindfolds, because I really don't think I could handle that right now?" He chuckled; he knew where she was coming from. They needed to get out of the house and fast.

"No. Come on." She grabbed her purse and locked the door on the way out. When she turned around to take his hand she let out a squeal. Yes, Leah Clearwater actually squealed.

"Oh my god, you got her running." Leah ran over to the Camero. Her face lit up with happiness. It was obvious he had just had it detailed and it was beautiful. She turned to look at him and her question was so obvious he had to laugh.

"You can drive her on the way back, you don't know where we're going and we have reservations so we can't be late." She threw herself in his arms and kissed him.

"You have the best surprises."

"You think? I'm glad you like it. Come on Beautiful, I don't wanna be late." He helped her into the car where she found eleven more roses to match the one she left inside.

They talked all the way to the restaurant; their conversation natural and effortless and he held her hand the entire time. They couldn't stop touching each other. It was obvious, both of them needed the physical connection, something…anything to try and fill the void of the missing imprint. Dinner was romantic and delicious but Leah couldn't tell you where or what they ate. All of her focus was on Jacob. They took a moonlit walk along the Port Angeles Pier and when they reached the end he pulled her in his arms and kissed her.

"I miss you Leah. I hate being away from you. When can we stop this craziness?"

"When your sure."

"And if I told you I was sure now?"

"I'd say it's too soon."

"That's what I thought you'd say. But its ok, I'm patient. What are you doing Saturday night? I'd like to take you on another date."

"I'm sorry I can't, I have plans." This was going to get interesting.

"You can see Rachel anytime. Come on, it's a surprise. You like my surprises remember."

"I don't have plans with Rachel, I have a date." He dropped her hand and looked at her. Maybe she should have explained differently.

"A what?"

"A date. I'm sorry. But I can't cancel it. I wouldn't want to if I could."

"Your going out with some other guy?" She saw his jaw ticking. He was angry.

"A man, yes. But it's not what you think." He was pissed.

"You know what, fuck it. I don't want to know. It's none of my business."

"Jake, it's not like that."

"I don't want to hear it Leah, lets just drop it before it ruins our night." Too late she thought as he took her hand and started walking back down the pier. When they got to the car she no longer wanted to drive, the night had effectively been ruined and she had no clue how to salvage it. The ride back was the complete opposite of the ride there. Jacob was quiet and distant. She tried several more times to tell him about her plans but when he stubbornly refused to listen she said fuck it and let him pout. She wasn't going to try to explain when he was acting like a baby and jumping to conclusions.

She thought he would pull up to her house and throw her out of the car but he pulled into the large detached garage instead. She had forgotten about the garage opener, before all this shit in their personal lives happened the garage was going to be his. After turning off the engine he hit the button again. The squeaking wheels and groaning of the old door was all that could be heard as it slowly slid into place. Jake got out and walked to the passenger side. Opening the door he held out his hand. She was hesitant to take it, he still hadn't said a word and angry power was rolling off of him in waves.

"Leah." It wasn't a request; it was a demand. She took his hand and he pulled her roughly to him.

Jacob had never been more pissed off or more jealous in his life. She had a date? What the fuck? She belonged to him. The possessiveness he was feeling was suffocating. He thanked Taha Aki that his wolf was oblivious because if Jacob the man was this out of the control, Jacob the wolf would have been downright rabid. He was surprised at how animalistic he was feeling. He needed to dominate, claim and mark his fickle little mate. How dare she date someone else?

He finally understood Paul. They had dabbled in all sorts of crazy shit when they were man whoring. Paul had found and taken them to a BDSM party and it shocked the hell out of him. He wasn't into it, but Paul had taken a liking to a few things. And now he understood why, he wanted to control and punish her for even thinking about another man much less actually dating one.

He would never hurt her but his dominant Alpha side was demanding her submission. Ironically, it was her fault. She had inadvertently awakened this new side of him when she tried taking control, forcing him to do something he didn't want to do, date Bella. Forcing him to make a choice, when there wasn't one. And like Paul, he hated being told what to do.

"I'm going to ask you this once Leah, please cancel your date."

"No."

He didn't say another word. Instead he kissed her, a long lingering kiss that had her melting.

"Leah, I need…I want to try something."

She was already so aroused from that one kiss she would have agreed to anything. "O…Ok."

"If you get uncomfortable tell me to stop ok." Her beautiful hazel eyes widened in surprise.

"You…you mean like a safe word?" What the fuck? How in the hell did she even know what a safe word was.

"Leah, how do you know about safe words?" His voice was low, dangerous. He was trying to control his anger; images of her strapped down in leather assaulted his mind making it almost impossible.

"I went to college Jacob, you get educated in a lot more than reading, writing and arithmetic." Her smart-ass reply wasn't helping the situation and he had a feeling she knew it.

"Really? I know you graduated with honors, was that in every subject you were taught?" She could hear the anger in his voice and it turned her on a lot more than it should. He was jealous and she loved it. The truth was her roommate Emma had been a little bit of a freak, but she wasn't going to tell him that. He would never hurt her and she wanted to see how far he would take this.

"I try to excel at everything I do." That caused a growl. Not a wolfy growl but a Jacob one.

The timed overhead light finally shut off, plunging them in darkness. Grabbing her hand he led her to the back of the car. "Don't move." She didn't. He stepped away and she could hear the rustling of clothes. She hated that she couldn't see what he was doing. She screamed when all of a sudden he was in front of her and she could feel the heat of his now naked chest.

"Jake, I can't see. Can we turn the light back on? I want to see you." He snorted.

"You really think I give a fuck about what you want right now? I can see fine and that's all that matters. Turn around." She immediately did what she was told.

Jacob took a deep breath and let his eyes adjust. Because of his wolf he could adapt to any surrounding and he could see her as clear as if the room was lit with candles. Stepping up to her he found the zipper on the side of her dress and he slowly eased it down, savoring her physical responses to his touch. The catching of her breath, her rapid heartbeat and the sweet scent of her arousal made him want to purr. She belonged to him. No other man would ever affect her this way.

Grabbing the hem he lifted the dress over her head and his heart stopped. She was wearing some little Victoria's secret number. It was black and lacy and hot as fuck! He left her to put her dress with his clothes taking a few calming breaths as he did because he was about to lose it in his pants like a god damn thirteen year old.

He walked to the door and leaned against it, watching her. "Put your hands on the car and spread your legs." When she looked around trying to find him in the dark he snapped at her, "NOW!" She immediately assumed the position. He chuckled and took a minute to admire the view. Leah was bent over his Camero wearing nothing but a black lace bra, matching thong and fuck me heels. It was the stuff fantasies were made of.

"Not such a smart ass now, are you Leah? So, since you were sooo educated in college, tell me. Do you like to be spanked?" She moaned when she felt his hand caressing her ass and then it happened, he slapped her, hard. The stinging on her sensitive bottom was exquisite. A mixture of pleasure and pain, that had her wondering if Emma wasn't on to something after all. "Answer me, do you like to be spanked?"

"Yes…no…I don't know." he smacked her again and then rubbed the spot as if to make it better.

"That's not an answer Leah." He smacked the other cheek, the hardest one yet and she let out a moan. "Lets try this again, do you liked to be spanked?"

"Y…ye…yes." Her answer shocked them both.

"Well then, I guess that's the end of that. This isn't about what you like Leah. It's about me. About me proving to you that you're mine. By the time I'm done you'll realize that I'm it for you. You may have forced me to date Bella, and yes Leah it's forced. But you will not give yourself to another man. Do you understand me? I don't care if it's just a platonic date. You belong to me, your mine. Say it Leah."

"I'm yours." He pulled her back against his chest, his hands pulling the demi cups of her bra under her breasts pushing them up and into his waiting hands. He rolled her nipples in between his fingers, pulling, tugging and she could feel him kissing and sucking on her neck. He was marking her the only way he could and for once she would cherish each and every hickey he left on her skin.

"Again!" He demanded, pushing her over so her chest was lying on the car. Dropping to his knees he pressed his nose into the very soaked crotch of her thong.

"I'm yours Jacob." Her body was trembling; his tongue was tracing her folds. Teasing her. He moved the delicate lace to the side and thrust his tongue into her center, the invasion making her instantly come. He didn't give her a chance to recover.

"Say it again Leah." He was standing behind her now, frantically trying to undo his pants, his hands fumbling with his belt. Frustrated he ripped the leather in half and finally pulled out his erection slamming it into her. The feeling of being totally complete overwhelmed them both.

"I'm yours, always." He was thrusting now, hard and fast but it wasn't enough for him and she knew it. "More…"

"Shut up Leah, you don't get to make demands. You want more, cancel your fucking date." She couldn't respond because she couldn't cancel the date. It was important to her and she was looking forward to it.

"I'll take your silence as a no. Who do you belong to Leah?" His hips met hers as he continuously snapped them into her. He was close, and so was she but he wanted to see her, needed to see her. Pulling out, he turned her around, sat her on the car and gently lay her back. Within seconds he was holding her spread legs buy the heels of her shoes and pounding into her again. "Answer me or I won't let you come. Your what?"

She was moaning, god he felt so good. She knew he was asking her something but she couldn't answer. All she could do was feel. He legs were starting to tremble and she knew she was going to come and come hard. He thrust into her three more times and that was it, instead of screaming his name she screamed, "I'm yours."

That was all he needed to let go, with a roar he came, filling her. He released her legs and lay down on her chest, his body still convulsing. While waiting for his heartbeat to calm down he place gentle kisses on her chest. It was then the smelled the saltiness of her tears. At once everything was forgotten. Bella, her date, the crazy ass sex they just had. All that mattered was her.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Oh god what if he hurt her? He held back, made sure to be careful.

"No, I'm fine, its nothing."

"Leah, honey talk to me. Tell me what's wrong."

"You." Now he was worried, had he pushed her too far.

"Me? Did I take this too far? Why didn't you say something? What did I do wrong?"

"You held back." Oh…now he got it.

"Leah, I had to. If I didn't I would have hurt you, your… your not my imprint anymore." His words had the same effect as someone reaching into her chest and ripping out her heart.

"Oh god what did I do? I'm so sorry Jacob; I made such a huge mistake. I never should have...I didn't think of everything we would be losing." She was crying in earnest now. He slipped out of her, buttoned his pants and went to get his shirt. He helped her sit up and covered her. Grabbing her keys he shoved them in his pocket before he took her in his arms. He made his way to the house and took her upstairs where he just held her while she cried.

She eventually fell asleep and he reluctantly slipped out of the bed. He gave her a kiss goodbye and then he left, making sure to lock everything up behind him. Taking off his pants and shoes he put them in the car, he was leaving it here. He needed to burn off some aggression, he felt helpless and it pissed him off. He hated that they were separated but it wouldn't be forever. And he hated that she was hurting, even if she brought it on herself by getting rid of the imprint. He would get them through this and then he was never letting anything separate them again. He looked over his shoulder at the house one last time and then phased.

Leah woke up surrounded by Jacobs scent and smiled. Reaching next to her she was confused by the empty bed. Ahhh, she was wearing his shirt, that explained the smell. She blinked her eyes a few more times and recalled last night. Talk about an emotional roller coaster. Great dinner, bad drive home, amazing sex, realizing what she took from him. She looked at his pillow and smiled. There was a single rose with a note. Oh how she loved this man.

Leah,

I don't want you to worry about this. Even without the imprint making love to you is amazing. It's amazing because it's with you, because I love you, because I am in love with you. I know I've said and done things to make you doubt what I want, but it's as clear to me today as it was that first day on the beach. You Leah, I want you. I'm sure and I'll be here waiting. Waiting for you to realize I'm telling the truth and put us both out of our misery.

All my love,

Jacob

PS: The car is in the garage. Just watch the clutch, it can be a little temperamental.

He left her the car! Like a little kid at Christmas she jumped out of bed. She was going to do what she could to fix the imprint situation, but until then she was going to do everything in her power to make sure Jacob continued to want her. But first she was taking a drive. Scratch that, she was picking up Rachel and they were going shopping. Last night had opened her eyes and she wanted to get a few new toys, good lord Rachel was going to freak when she told her what she wanted to buy and she couldn't wait to see the look on her face.