Rating: M for sexual references
Genre: Supernatural, Hurt/Comfort
Pairing: Jake/Bella
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Summary: Some pairings aren't always easy. There will always be those willing to intervene.
Prompt: 'When she opened the door, she wished…'
Word-Count: 571
A/N: The muse wasn't playing ball… Enjoy!
When she opened the door, she wished she had taken an extra few seconds to check her appearance.
"How are you honey?"
Those four words broke the barrier of tension that had been building these last few weeks. Not only for them but between her and her finder, mate, whatever you'd like to call it.
She stepped aside and allowed him to proceed, watching him take up a seat at her – his – table.
Unsure of how to proceed, she turned her back on him and returned to her mixing bowl.
The silence stretched but wasn't uncomfortable. They never needed words.
Once the cake was in the oven and the washing-up was complete, she lost her excuse to ignore Jake's questioning.
Resigned, she sat at the table and sighed. "What do you want to know?"
"Is he treating you well?"
"Surely you see it when you're phased?"
"Bells…" His voice was soft and warm.
"I have no complaints. He takes care of me Jake."
"If you ever need help…"
"Thank-you but I'm fine." She winced. "Better than fine. Please believe me."
Her man wasn't one for flowy words but then she had all that with Edward. Ever since the night in the woods, when he'd scooped her up and claimed her as his, she'd been forced to admit the predatory nature of her vampire ex.
He'd moved her into the spare room at first but most nights she wound up in his bed, his arms holding her close to him.
They hadn't had sex yet but it was only a question of time, as far as the hungry look in his eyes told her.
XxX
Jake left an hour later satisfied that she was there by choice and she barely had time to ice the cake before she felt him behind her, his arms snaking around her waist, lifting her onto the counter, before running his hands through her hair.
"What did baby Alpha want?"
"He wanted to know I was ok."
He grunted in response, his nose trailing down her neck, hearing her breath hitch. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he slid his arm under her bottom and lifted her off the counter, his other hand reaching for the cake.
He laid her on the bed, placing the cake on the side and five seconds later his lips were on hers.
He kissed her before but never with this strength.
This was one of ownership but Bella couldn't help but be thrilled by it.
He broke off briefly to undress them both before kissing each inch of skin leaving it tingling.
When his tongue stroked her nether regions, his arms clamped around her hips, pinning her to the bed.
It was only when she felt she could take no more that she felt him slide up her body, positioning himself ready for the final possession.
Any brief moment of pain was lost as she felt him move, increasing the pleasure anew.
Afterwards he rested his head between her small breasts, his breath warm. He gently moved off her, pulling her with him so she rested on his chest as he sat up in bed, his hand reaching over for the cake, resting it on her lap.
She pulled a small piece for herself, leaving the rest for him, hearing his appreciation.
XxX
He was sprawled over her, barely awake when he heard her soft voice whisper, "Happy Birthday."
