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Warning: There is a lemon in this chapter. There is no plot, I just thought the boys needed it :)

Jacob

Sam runs off into the kitchen and all I can think is how graceful he looks while doing it. His body was meant to move, and to drive me completely crazy. Nothing has ever felt as good as having him lay on top of me, hands gripping my hips and his lips on mine.

And the way he was looking down at me, like he could eat me right on the spot, had me burning from the inside out. If he hadn't of left when he did, I would have pulled him back down and told him the call could fucking wait.

I can hear him hang up the phone and then he walks back into the living room. His chest looks delicious and I want to touch it, now! He notices me eyeing him and a smirk forms on his lips.

It crosses my mind to ask him what Carlisle said, but when his eyes lock onto my hard dick I forget what I was thinking about. He walks up to me, but instead of crawling back on top he reaches his hand out to me. I take it without asking what his intentions are, I trust him completely. Besides, if the bulge in his pants is any indication, he isn't thinking about much else either.

He leads me towards the back, and into his bedroom. When we reach the bed he turns us around so my back is facing it. There is a mischievous glint in his eye. I lean forward to kiss him again, but he pulls back and shakes his head. He takes a couple steps away from me and looks me up and down, practically making love to me with his eyes.

Surprisingly, I don't feel awkward or self conscious. We have only kissed and touched, but being this way with him feels so natural I can't care to worry. I can be impatient though.

"Sam…" I'm cut off before I can say anything further with his one word.

"Strip." It sends chills up and down my body. He used that deep authoritative voice again and I close my eyes, breathing in deeply and enjoying the sensations wracking through me.

Eager to get things moving, I slowly remove the pants I'm wearing. The only thing I am wearing. It isn't the first time he has seen me naked, but it is the first time with any sexual intentions.

Sam's breathing picks up and his eyes darken. "Lie on your back on the bed." My cock twitches at his command, but I ignore it and crawl up on the bed, making sure to wriggle my ass a little before I lay down on my back in the middle. I hear a low groan and know my small mission was accomplished.

"What are you smiling for?" Oops, he caught me. "Were you trying to tease me, Jake?" I don't answer him; instead I bite my lip to keep from smiling. He moves to the edge of the bed and peers over my body with an almost predatory look. "Well, it's no secret that I love your ass."

His hands move and my attention switches to them. They pop the button on his pants and my breathing increases again. He starts to push them down over his hips so slowly that he barely moves them an inch and I realize he is getting me back for the ass shake. I glance up at him and see a smirk. I call him a tease and he laughs.

My breath catches at the sight. He is so beautiful and all mine. I need to touch him.

I'm on my knees in front of him before he can register the movement. I thread my hands in his hair and fasten my lips to his. Perfect.

His arms abandon the pants and wrap around my waist, pulling me completely against him. My cock gets stuck in between our stomachs and I moan into his mouth, thrusting a little to ease the need for friction.

My hands slide down and across his shoulders. I love the feel of his muscles moving under his smooth dark skin. They travel down over his chest and I rub my thumbs against his nipples. He groans and pulls me tighter.

Hmm, those are sensitive. I will have to remember that for later.

My mouth starts to follow after my hands, and I kiss and nip my way down his neck and shoulder. He tastes delicious and I don't want to ever stop. I find a nub with my tongue and he arches into me when I suck it into my mouth. "God, Jake. That's amazing."

I move my lips over to his other nipple and give it some attention while my hands slide down his abs to his pants. Whether he realizes it or not, I'm not sure. But as soon as my fingers touch fabric I jerk it down and sit back on my legs to look at him. He's fucking gorgeous. Heavy lidded eyes, lips parted, chest moving with his panted breaths and hard cock twitching against his stomach. I've never seen anyone or anything as beautiful as Sam naked.

I tell him so and he pulls me up into another kiss. I reach down and take him into my hand. Sam's eyes close and his head falls back. His cock rests heavy and hot in my grasp, skin like silk against my fingers. I pump him a few times with a lazy grip admiring how he feels in my hand. At the same time, I kiss and nibble on his neck. I could just touch and taste him forever.

Sam apparently has other plans in mind because he suddenly shoves me so I'm on my back again in the middle of the bed. He stalks over to me on his hands and knees, stopping when he is perched between my legs.

"God, Jake. You drive me crazy. Your hands, your lips… it's too much and not enough." His hips connect with mine and we both moan when our erections slide together. He leans forward and kisses me, slowly grinding against me at the same time.

"I need you, Jake. I need to make you mine." He emphasizes his last word with a hard thrust and a hint of possessiveness in his voice. It has the same effect as his Alpha voice.

"Fuck… yes." It was all I could manage to say because his hand snuck between us and wrapped around both our cocks, stroking leisurely. My hands find their way up his body and into his soft black hair. I yank him down and press my lips to his in a frantic kiss. Our teeth clash and it's more messy than usual but perfect and exactly what I need.

"Please, Sam." I mumble against his lips. Not that he needs the hint, but I thrust up into his hand so he knows exactly what I want.

He pulls away and leans over to his nightstand, grabbing the lube and a condom, and sets them beside me on the bed. Sam's lips find mine again and I can feel the hesitation and worry coming from him.

"I've never done this before Jake."

I reach up and wrap my fingers around his neck, stroking my thumb on his cheek to get his attention. He pulls back and there is so much love in his brown eyes that I know he could never hurt me.

"Me either, baby. Just go slow, you won't hurt me." He nods his head and I kiss him again, trying to let Sam know I trust him completely.

He has a small smile on his face when he pulls away and grabs the lube again. He rubs it between his fingers while his other hand strokes my cock. Sam's grip is strong and sure and drives me closer and closer to the edge. The feeling just about consumes me when I feel a finger circling my entrance. It's enough to distract me from cumming, but I never expected it to feel good.

He continues for a few moments, letting me get used to feeling him there and then slightly presses a fingertip in. And just as sudden he pulls it out, circling back around again. The next dip is deeper and leaves me wanting more. I don't push him though. He needs this control right now.

A couple fingers later and I'm trying to fuck myself on his hand. Sam is looking down at me with hunger in his eyes and I want him to consume me.

"Fuck, Sam. I'm ready. I need you, now!" I don't even notice him putting the condom on but I'm so relieved when I feel his cock pressing against me.

Sam hovers above me and looks into my eyes. Somehow this moment seems more intimate than any so far and I can almost feel the love radiating between us, as if it were a tangible thing.

He leans forward to kiss me and my arms wrap around his back just as he pushes slowly inside me. Even with all the stretching there is some pain, but nothing I haven't handled before. After a few slow thrusts his body is flush against mine.

Sam stays that way for a moment as we let the feeling consume us. Being connected from head to toe, as close as humanly possible, to the other half of my soul is the most amazing thing I've ever felt.

But soon my body wants more and I thrust onto him. He rises up on his arms and I wrap my legs around his hips while I scratch lightly up and down his back. Sam pulls slowly out of me and back in a few times, and I can tell he is still concentrating on not hurting me. The hard part is over now, I want my Alpha back.

I lean up and whisper in his ear, "You won't hurt me Sam. Make me yours."

I fall back on the bed and smile at his face. His eyes are clenched shut and his nostrils flaring. He's trying to reign in his desire and I want him to let it go. I reach down and stroke myself, making sure my fingers graze his stomach so he realizes what I'm doing.

His eyes snap open and focus on my dick. I hear him mumble "So hot." And his hips seem to jerk against me without his permission. The new sensation catches me off guard and my eyes clench shut, while I stroke harder and faster.

He tries another hard thrust and it's almost perfect. But I need more. I open my eyes and the look of desire in his leaves me speechless, and my hand stills on my cock.

"You have no idea how fucking sexy you look right now baby. Hot and panting, writhing beneath me, and only for me." He leans down and kisses me passionately on the lips before turning into my neck and whispering "Because you're mine." And then he drives into me and I can't fucking breathe it feels so good.

He pulls back slightly so he is just above me, his breath against my face, and thrusts into me faster and harder, just like I need it. Sam's hand replaces mine on my cock and strokes it in time with his hips.

"Fuck, so close." My hands grab onto his shoulders, letting me push up slightly with each thrust and the angle pushes him right into my sweet spot.

I grip onto him hard as my release takes hold. My dick pulses in his hand and I clench around him as white streams coat his hand and my stomach. Then Sam falls on top of me, chanting my name as he cums inside me. We lay like this for a few moments, ignoring the mess between us, and enjoying the last bits of this connection.

I run my fingers through his hair and he turns his head to plant small kisses on my neck. His hot breath sends chills down my spine and he must have felt it because I can feel him smile against my skin.

"That was…"

"Fucking amazing." I finish his sentence and he laughs, rising up on his arms.

"Yes… fucking amazing." He gets up and walks to his bathroom, grabbing a towel to clean us up.

We crawl under his sheets, tossing off the hot cover, and I curl into his side with my hand resting above his heart.

"Let's get some sleep now, babe. We have to patrol in a few hours." The reminder of what lies outside this bedroom threatens to dampen my mood, but then Sam holds me a bit tighter and I manage to fight it off. We are together and safe, for now, and that will have to do.

I hum in acknowledgement and say, "Love you" into his chest.

He kisses the top of my head, "Love you too, Jake." Yep. This will do.

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