Disclaimer: All original characters belong to Stephanie Meyers. Not myself.
CHAPTER THREE
(BPOV)
All through the night, we bared our souls to one another, sweating out our confessions there wrapped in each other and in his sheets. He pulled sounds from me that I was convinced no one else ever could, and I gave everything over to him. Willingly and without thought or regret.
That sense should have been there, the looming thought of knowing I was doing something terribly wrong with someone I loved far more than I should, but when Jacobs lips found mine, over and over, I'd beg him for more, unable to get my fill of him.
When my body could no longer keep going, and my lids grew heavy, Jacob gently pulled me over to lay on top of him, my head coming to rest comfortably on his warm chest.
Neither one of us spoke at first, even though we knew there was so much to say. It seemed there weren't words for it. Not the right ones that either one of us could find right now anyway.
I tried to stay awake for as long as I could, but the simple sound of his heart thrumming away in his chest lulled me further.
I fought it, not wanting this time to end and hating already that it would.
Jacob sensed this, his tired hold on me tightening some as the silence between us lingered on for a few more minutes.
With every strong beat of his heart, my eyes would drift further closed.
His warm fingertips then began to draw unknown patterns on my bare back and I was asleep within minutes.
My rest with him was peaceful and uninterrupted. Something I wasn't used to.
When I awoke sometime later to the sound of the birds chirping loudly just outside his half opened window, I sat up with a start. Feeling a bit disoriented, my eyes adjusted to the daylight now slowly creeping into his room.
Jacob lay next to me, sound asleep still, his face full of the kind of peaceful and content expression that made my eyes fill with unshed tears.
I tentatively reached over and delicately ran my fingertips through his jet black hair. He didn't budge, his handsome face unmoving and his breathing deep and easy.
In that moment, I was reminded of the same words he spoke to me not long ago after being injured in the newborn battle.
Just the memory of that day haunted me, of his screaming at Billys as the wind was stolen from my lungs at the sound of his anguish inside that house while Carlisle hurriedly tried to re-break his bones before they healed wrong.
In all my life, in all I'd been through, I'd never felt my world shatter as much as I did in that moment.
A small shiver touched my spine at the vivid memory of his words to me before.
"I'm exactly right for you, Bella. It would be as easy as breathing with me."
He hadn't been wrong.
Last night was as easy as breathing.
It was so easy, my heart already hurt at the idea of leaving him.
"Jake...- you weren't wrong. You weren't...- I do love you." I breathed, my whisper so shallow it was barely audible.
I glanced out the window, knowing it had to be getting close to five in the morning, and silently wondering if Alice had alerted the others yet of my impending future suddenly disappearing on her.
The cullens would be so upset and Edward would be devastated if I didn't show today.
I was set to arrive at their mansion before 8 this morning so Alice would have plenty of time to work on me before the wedding started.
A husky voice made my thoughts cease then.
"You're still here." Jacob disbelievingly stated, his dark eyes set on my face as he reached for me.
"I'm still here." I echoed, with a slight wince from my movement.
Jacobs brow furrowed in worry when he caught sight of this and I kissed him softly in reassurance.
"I'm sorry...-" He breathed against my mouth, but I deepened our kiss and stopped the thought before it got far.
He had nothing to be sorry for.
Last night had been the best night of my life.
Desire gripped me at the feel of his heated skin against mine.
I was wrong for it.
Wrong for coming over like I did.
Wrong for staying.
Wrong for not stopping.
Wrong for not wanting to leave.
... but he felt so right.
We felt right together. In ways I'd fantasized about without him even knowing.
Every one of those had come true last night.
He'd made them come true.
Jacobs hands slid up my back and dove into my hair, as I straddled him with a breathy moan against his opened mouth.
I was already burning for him, my body reacting to his touch in a way that left my head spinning.
I wanted his hands on every part of me, ached for him to be buried deep in me like he was last night.
As if reading my mind, he lifted me slightly, just enough for me to take control.
With trembling hands, I touched the length of him, feeling the firmness in my grip and marveling at how perfect he was.
Sort of beautiful didn't even begin to cover it.
A throaty groan left his mouth from my touch.
The very sound of it made me want him all the more.
Unlike everything else in my life, always stumbling through seasons of myself and tripping all along the way, I pushed down the nerves and met Jacobs steady gaze, his intense and heated stare making me feel something tighten far south of my waist.
Hunger filled me then.
A want I couldn't put words to even if I tried.
With a grace I never knew I possessed, I hovered there just above him while his strong hands steadied me, and bit down on my bottom lip as his eyes held mine.
Slowly, and with an audible gasp, I took him, lowering myself onto him inch by delicious inch.
The fullness was exquisite.
I closed my eyes at the sound of Jacobs husky whisper that filled the room.
"God Bells...-"
I could feel his gaze on my face as it heated and flushed with vibrant color at the feel of his fullness.
I wasn't afraid to embrace this side of me with him. In fact, there was something freeing in finally letting go.
Jacobs hands slid from my hips up to my bare breasts as I rocked forward, finding a rhythm there with him that set every inch of my naked body ablaze.
His touch made me moan and my heart felt as if it would explode in my chest when his warm fingers dipped low, the tips of them searching in a circular motion for the right spot that would send me into a climatic high and leave me breathless.
My eyes flew open when he grazed it, locking intensely on his own as the words came tumbling out of my mouth.
"Yes- ugh..- Jake-... right there..."
This was the sweetest form of torture.
He watched me ride him, his eyes the darkest I'd ever seen them while I picked up my pace, rolling my hips forward faster with every swirl of his fingers.
My body trembled and tensed with the release that I ached for now, his fingertips never straying from the spot that I was sure would make me combust into nothing more than ash before he was done.
A fiery heat started low in my abdomen and spread rapidly up to my chest, my very skin now pink from the flush of color in it's wake.
I shifted my hips forward, crying out when Jacob slightly lifted his to match my movement.
With another brush of his fingertips, my head fell back and his name left me over and over again as my climax rushed through me. Like a tidal wave in the ocean I couldn't resurface from.
I didn't want to come up for air.
Let it drown me in this.
Please...
"Jacob...Jacob...-"
My legs shook and my head whirled.
This was what real pleasure was. What heated passion was supposed to feel like. With the only person I'd ever trusted enough to give all of myself over to.
When my breath became stolen with another rush of pure fire thrumming heavily through my veins, Jacob sat up and flipped us in one smooth motion, his movements barely felt and our intimate contact not broken when he laid me beneath him and took over.
His thrusts were deep and long, reaching places in me that had me crying out, shamlessly begging for him not to stop.
I didn't ever want him to stop.
All my prior defenses soon fell around me then without warning.
Just like the sand in the rising tide, they disappeared as if they'd never even been.
Mere hours of this with him, and my whole world had been flipped upside down. His voice was rough and strained when his warm lips soon touched my ear, his breath ghosting my cheek with the words I knew he'd been holding onto since last night.
"I love you, Bella."
These four simple words.
They touched every part of me, wrapping me up in him even more, and making me feel safer than I'd ever felt.
I could barely breathe from this.
The adoration in his voice, something I knew I'd never be able to forget.
It was beautiful and heartbreaking all at the same time.
"I love you, too." I managed, my back arching and my nails raking harshly down his toned back, eliciting a low rumbled growl from him. The sound made me tighten my legs around his waist, his pace growing punishing and perfect.
He pulled my trembling body flush to his then and my skin prickled in anticipation, the heat from between my legs leaving me desperate for more.
My lips found his with a kiss that was full of equal fire and need from the both of us.
His gaze intently searched mine, silently checking without the need for words that I was okay before he lifted my hips, going so deep and hitting a place that reduced me to nothing more than whimpers of ecstasy.
My whole body is tensed and my skin now slick with sweat from the fire thats between us.
"Bella...-"
This moment with him felt like everything. All wrapped into one. Like an atomic bomb that was threatening to tear us apart and rebuild us as something else entirely.
Something better.
He ghosted his smooth lips to mine again and my own lips fell open at the brush of his tongue, welcoming him. All of him.
Take me... Take all of me.
Do with me what you want.
My body is yours.
Please... touch me.
Claim me. Over and over again... -I'm yours.
He felt just right. As if we were meant to fit together.
Meant to be.
He soon sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, biting down gently with another growl and a deep thrust that pushed me over the edge into another release that had me seeing stars behind my closed lids.
I am lost in him then.
Lost in the feel of him so deep inside me.
I come completely undone, my voice breaking as I cry out again.
"Jacob!"
I can't even think now nor speak another word.
Nothing feels real except him.
Except this.
Just him.
A/N: I hope this update adds a little smile to your day all my readers. Look for another chapter this afternoon and thank you for all your kind reviews and encouragement with this story.