CHAPTER FOURTEEN

(BPOV)

"Sam was a lot of help, Bells. He gave me most of the answers I needed. I'm so sorry I ran like I did at first."

"It's alright, Jake. You were surprised and I know how much you've always feared the wolf taking over, or hurting me somehow. But you didn't. I'm really okay. Barely even stings now. I was just as confused as you were when I woke up with it.

He nodded and placed his warm lips to my left shoulder again, the feel of his mouth there sending a shiver through me and warmth that settled between my thighs.

My breath hitched and my eyes closed as he continued to tell me all he knew about it.

"The mark is the wolf claiming you to be his mate. It's a warning to the others in the pack that you're his... mine...- it doesn't coincide with the imprint, but it does carry significant meaning, honey. The blood line of a true Alpha, their marks are more prominent, they signify the strength of the bond we share and that you're protected by not just me, but all of us. Sam marked Emily after they got engaged, and to my knowledge, Jared hasn't marked Kim yet, but I'm sure it will happen sooner rather than later."

"...and the imprint?"

"The mark doesn't change anything there."

Jacob grew silent for a moment then, his lips trailing upward toward the groove of my neck as I let my head fall back against him. My head was spinning with all this new information and everything that had happened leading up to now, but that all left me when his hand reached around and firmly cupped my breast.

His breath was at my ear with his words then.

"I've tried to remember...-"

"Me too." I nearly moaned.

"All I remember is how perfect you felt." He breathed, his tone full of the kind of need that made the ache between my legs become hard to ignore.

He had an affect on me. The tension between us had been building for so long that we couldn't seem to get enough of each other.

What was that saying?

The best kind of love is friendship set on fire?

That's what this was.

He was my very best friend and I trusted him with every part of me.

"I can't remember anything but that-..." I admitted, biting down on my bottom lip when his hand moved from my breast to my stomach and further under the water.

One touch of his fingers left me unable to think straight.

"Is it terrible that I miss you already?" He whispered, as his fingers further explored my sensitive flesh.

"No-..." I managed. "We've started something that feels impossible to stop now."

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked, pausing his fingers for a moment as I shook my head and placed my hand over his beneath the water until he ws touching me again.

"No, I don't ever want you to stop."

I wasn't able to speak after that, my breathing labored and my heart pounding with every stroke of his warm fingertips.

He teased me until I was desperate for him, my body so eager for release that I nearly begged him for more.

When I couldn't take it anymore, I turned around in the lukewarm bath water, splashing as I moved to straddle him. Lucky for us, the tub was large enough for us to move in and I wondered if Sam and Emily had purchased one of this size on purpose.

Jacob kissed me hungrily as he eased me down onto him, his groan of ecstasy filling the small bathroom as I rode him until he spilled himself deep inside me. My legs went weak as his mouth soon found my pert nipple, his tongue swirling around it.

I met his dark gaze when he lifted his head and reached down to pull the drain stopper loose from the tub. The water was cold and I was starting to shiver.

"I'm not done with you...-" He hedged, with half a smile tugging at his mouth.

"We can't stay her all day-" I breathlessly protested.

"Why can't we?" He urged, hauling me up into his arms with ease.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, our bodies leaving a trail of water across the floor as he headed for the bedroom with me.

"Because we have things to do. There's pack stuff and-"

"I don't have patrol until tomorrow morning. I am yours for the taking, Bells. To do whatever you want with."

"Whatever I want-..." I breathed against his open mouth as he placed me on the bed, his skin heating my own when he covered my body with his.

"mmm-hmm."

"I want to do everything I've ever fantasized about doing with you."

He paused above me then, his firm length pressing against me as I rocked my hips upward in eager anticipation.

"I didn't know you had fantasies about me...-"

"I've had a lot." I admitted, feeling the steady blush creep into my pale cheeks. He kissed my forehead at this and brushed his nose against mine.

"Don't be embarrassed. I've had dozens about you, honey." He replied. "Some of them just ridiculous."

"Tell me...-" I prompted, wanting to know.

"No way." He half chuckled.

"Why not?" I pretended to frown. "I'll tell you mine or better yet, I'll show you."

I motioned for him to move so I could reposition myself on the bed. My body still wet from the tub as I got on my knees and turned around so I was facing the head board. I slowly lowered myself down until I was on all fours there in front of him, my arms holding me up on the ruffled pillows below.

I heard the sharp hitch in Jacobs breath as he positioned himself behind me, his warm hands roaming over my hips with a breathless cuss on his lips.

"Shit Bells-"

I looked at him over my shoulder, the one that held the fading mark from before and was more true with him than I'd ever been before.

"Jake...-I've never let myself just feel. I wasn't able to before. It was always restricted or rejected." I swallowed hard then before continuing, recalling all the times I'd practically begged Edward to touch me like this and hating how awful that made me feel afterward. "Because with Edward- he couldn't-... before...- I would think of you when I was alone and wish things were different. I wanted them to be. I wanted to be with you. I wanted your hands on my bare skin and to feel every first with you. Even after the mark, I didn't care, and I wasn't afraid or upset because I trust you."

He was silent as he placed himself against me, the feel of him from behind causing a delicious shudder to roam through me. He carefully guided me down onto the mattress a bit more, his firm length caressing my slick folds as he helped me get into a more comfortable position.

"I've dreamed of you and I together like this more times than I can count, Bells. Your fantasy is mine, too."

With those final few words, he slid into me and I moaned at the exquisite fullness, my body now pressed down as his hands took firm hold of my hips while he began to move.

There was no other feeling like this.

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