Renesmee had woken several times through out the night, often with a genuine shock coursing through her body

So a lot more love in this one, a little more depravity, a lot more lemons

I was so surprised by genuine approving responses, shocking to think anyone reads what I put so much time into writing. Again this was written while at work so you can imagine how hard my job is.....Read/Review

Stephanie meyers owns these characters, I'm just playing with them.

Renesmee had woken several times through out the night, often with a genuine shock coursing through her body. Her breathing heavy with worry, she would glance at the very real god-like man lying utterly sound asleep next to her, his head buried in herpillows, it hardly seemed real. Other times she would wake in anguish, letting hot tears roll from her cheeks finding she was angry with herself, letting hours slip away from her for pointless sleep. Time seemed better spent studying his large muscles closely, tracing out their deep curves with the very tips of her fingers, memorizing what might soon disappear from her altogether. She had no idea what dawn would bring; was this the start of the rest of her eternity? She certainly thought so; having found her perfect match in a life long best friend. Or would Jacob awake disgusted at what had transpired the night before, having momentarily lapsed in his judgment? This result would be crushing to a mature but still so fragile and young Renesmee.

This time she had awoken to the morning light breaking through her large glass windows, a deep orange color it began to blanket Jacobs bare and exposed back. With this she made the choice to physically hold on to what seemed to be slipping all too fast through her fingers. Silently she began to climb his sprawling body like a large oak tree resting at the widest part of his back. Checking to be sure he was still deeply unconscious, she hooked both arms under each of his shoulders hugging him close, she rested her still bare chest on his back pressing her nipples into his warmed skin. She then folded the rest of her slight body into him fastening her legs around the very base of his rib cage; he really was one huge man. Lastly with a breathy sigh she rested her cheek at the crook of his neck, letting her curls cascade over his sleeping face. He could wear her as a human back pack the way she had intertwined herself around his massive form. For a moment, she thought how maybe it seemed possible for his warmth to melt her cool skin, dissolving the two lovers into one being. Slowly her breathing began to mimic his as she drifted once again.

This time Jacobs eyes were fluttering open at the display of bright morning light entering through the bedroom windows. Instantly he recognized her deep copper toned curls, twirled around his inky black mess and the realization of the events of the night before began to seep into his still groggy thoughts. He had meant to take in a heavy breath, weighing it with all the complex decisions splayed out before him on this new day, when he found it labored with not only his thoughts. He realized the small beauty was asleep, clutching to his back. His still bare member gave a small twitch as he additionally realized she was nude from the night before, feeling her cool bare nipples pressing erect into his back.

Last nights events, how to reconcile them? To say it had been a poor decision would be an understatement. To say it was something he had wanted since this perfect soul mate of his had reached her woman hood, would be denying himself, denying his soul. While still deep in thought, the angel, still clutching to his back, let out a low sigh. This alone could have thrown Jacob toppling of the edge of the chasm he faced, when deep within her throat growled escaped following the sigh forming his name.

"Jac-ob," of the many things she had inherited from her mother, he knew this was one of them; talking in her sleep. How was he to make rational adult decisions when she said his name, dripping with want, like this?

In one smooth motion he had flipped, now lying on his back he had barely rustled the beautiful girl, still gripping him tightly, as if he might slip away. Her head now buried in his throat he inhaled the scent of her, wafting from the crown of her head. The smell only burned at him slightly, like a cool breeze hitting the nostrils, bringing with it the wonderfully fresh scents of spring water and wild jasmine.

He took her chin in his hand and lifted it slightly, crooning his neck to kiss her budding lips; it was time to awake the sleeping beauty.

With a start Renesmee jumped a foot from her resting point, she had been dreaming of Jake kissing her, and like the night before a dream come to life had knocked her usual composure of kilter. She was sitting fully upright now, her feet folded under her as she rested back on her knees, she began to study his face convincing herself he was still very real, and still very in her bed. It took only seconds, and a bemused look on Jacob's face, before she realized she was straddling the lower half of his torso stark naked. She followed Jake's eyes to her slit finally noticing she was practically pointing it towards him.

"Oh gawd." She peeped, before rolling herself to the right taking her comforter with her, completely abandoning Jacob, nude on her bed, as she fell with a loud crash to the floor. Quickly she wrapped the blanket tightly around her body and with a quiver of embarrassment she tucked her head inside. She could hear him laughing in hysterics on the other side of her self made down cocoon, before peering a wondering chocolate eye between its folds. He was staring down at her, a wide grin on his face.

"What forgot I was here? Or expected me to have left by now?" Letting the comforter fall to her shoulders she could feel her hair was a bird's nest of lopsided curls as she tentatively shook her head. His smile faded as he realized the shock had been genuine, she expected him to leave her.

"Geez Ness, who do you think I am? Like Id leave the most beautiful woman in the world curled up and naked all alone, after a night of…well last night." His confidence wavered upon trying to categorize, what exactly had last night been for her? Just fun and games, or more?

"The most beautiful…?" she questioned, wanting to hear him say it again, it brought a much needed grin to her blushing face.

"Yup, and especially one who moans my name in her sleep," he chuckled, and her blush began to return "…and when she's awake" her body turned crimson with this realization, but Jacob simply grinned at the memory as he extended a hand towards her on the floor.

Sheepishly she took it, but was not ready for him to use his full force, easily scooping her up and repositioning her to her previous straddled perch.

"Now, where were we?" With this he reached his lanky arms towards her face, cupping each cheek in his large hands and coaxing her towards his own. The kiss was passionate, as if both were trying to reconfirm that the spark from last night remained lit in each other.

With a smile she slowly leaned away from him, letting the comforter fall from her body exposing herself to his leering eyes. She bent to rest on her knees feeling the light tickle of his erect head brushing her from behind at her seated cheeks.

"RENESMEE CARLIE CULLEN!" he bellowed, her eyes widened with a start, she thought at first she may have injured him, she was admittedly very strong for a petite woman, and still so new at this intimacy thing. Following his bulging eyes she realized with dread and embarrassment what he had found on her nude form. Quickly she slapped her palm over her left hip, but her efforts were futile as Jacob easily peeled her hand away, forgetting her strength was nothing to him.

"My God Nessie, how do they even get a tattoo through vampire skin?!" She rolled her eyes and looked away, not wanting to look at him directly as hot tears of anger began to well up beneath her lids.

"Halfvampire Jake" ignoring her, he looked more closely at the small figure placed at the joint of her hip bone; had she not been shaven bare he might have missed it. The color was the same reddish brown as the light sprinkle of freckles he had discovered when studying her bare backside. The figure was small but unmistakable, a pea sized shadow of a russet colored wolf.

"Stupid Ness, real dumb, I should tell your…"

"Tell who? My parents, hmm? Or maybe my aunts and uncles? Either way be sure to tell them how you found it I was ogling Nessie's bare snatch when, guess what I found?!"

She couldn't help it, the embarrassment was too much, she had snapped at him. The marking was done on a whim but she had to admit she loved the tattoo ever since, feeling it brought her closer to the object of her infatuation, an object she had once thought unobtainable. Certainly she had never thought he would be in a position to view it.

Seeing the fresh tears he had made fall from her eyes he brought his hand up to her now glistening cheek. Turning her head to face him she pouted her lips.

"It just makes you more of a stalker than I thought," her body vibrated on top of his as his chest heaved in a warm chuckle, her mouth open in mock shock as she lightly smacked his bare chest. Grabbing her hand he roughly pulled it above his head forcing her whole body towards him, pressing her bare chest to his, until her lips were inches from his, twisting his neck he took her in another passionate embrace letting his warm tongue glide along her smooth cool lips begging for entrance. She eagerly parted her lips, unable to resist anything he asked of her.

Soon his hands began to explore her body as it writhed in pleasure atop his own, settling at her modest breasts. In his large hands they seemed embarrassingly small to her, but to him they were magnificent. He pressed her nipple to his palm and felt as the nub began to pucker erect and press against him, with a sense of triumph he felt his way to the other and forced it to do the same. Fascinated by this experiment he tested her further; teasing the pallid skin lightly as she squirmed in pleasure against his body. Taking her firm puckered nipple in his fingers he pinched her, soft at first then hard, still analyzing her reactions to his touch. With the more aggressive pinch she gave a moan and he was suddenly aware of her arousal.

"Nnnnnoo…" She moaned softly into his mouth.

"Hmm, I can't say I believe you Ness I can smell you from here," and it was true the rough needing of her flesh had sent a wave of wicked pleasure through her, betraying her words her body was responding in ecstasy as her arousal began to leak from between her legs.

With little hesitation, Jacob grabbed the back of her knees forcing her to inch up his body until her soft naked her mound was resting above his lips. Taking a moment he studied her tattoo just inches from his face now, finally he gently kissed it. This gorgeous woman was his; she had taken the opportunity to brand herself with his mark. Her breaths were ragged now, lust washing over her alert body, his hands trailed fresh waves of burning need over her stomach settling at her hips. Digging his fingers into the pillowy flesh of her cheeks, he lowered her onto face as he began to lick and nip at her already engorged clit. Wrapping his lips around her nub then trailing his tongue down until it was darting at her entrance. With each teasing touch Renesmee's legs shook and wobbled in pleasure, with out warning she let hunger envelop her body as her hips involuntarily bucked and began to ride his tongue.

Begrudgingly she pulled herself from his mouth sliding down his body, she needed something inside her. Sensing her need Jacob stopped her before she was able to reach her goal, not wanting it to be over so soon. With an equally confused and pouting face she began to open her mouth, to beg if she had to. "Oh-ughhnnn" she moans as his snaking hand had pushed its self inside her. His massive hands will suffice as he slipped two digits inside her she threw her head back and began to thrash against them.

"That's it Ness fuck my hand, use me to make you cum." Feeling a welcomed blanket of depravity envelop her body Renesmee rocked against him fucking herself with his fingers until she began to spasm, her juices now coating his hand. She moaned in rapture before falling back at his side, feel the wet slip of saturation between her legs.

A fresh smile curled at her lips, a wicked little idea had entered her mind. Climbing to straddle his member once more Jacob nodded, this was what he was aching for, his cock almost painfully hard. Pointing her slit to rest just above the head she looked down at him, wide eyed and grinning. Confused at first, Jacob then began to feel it, her wet cum was dripping slowly, trickling, down his shaft.

"Torture Ness? Oh – Gawd, just fuck me already." He tried in vain to force her hips down on his cock, but in his weakened and deeply aroused state he could not budge her strong thighs. She giggled at her triumph.

His eyes nearly rolling in the back of his head he decided to counter her move, darting his hand to her opening he found her clit and began to pinch at it "Ugghhh" she was the one who was weak now lulling her head back in bliss as his thumb shot currents of pleasure through her body.

Taking his momentary opportunity Jacob flipped the two lovers over the bed, finding their familiar spot on Renesmee's bedroom floor. Smirking with his success he buried himself in her with one long deep thrust. Her back arched in pleasure and her legs wrapped around his waist, as he continued to grip her between his thumb rendering her utterly incoherent.

"Jacob I – I need you" she found, even at this point of ecstasy she was unable to be fully naked to him, unable to form the real words she longed to tell him.

"Not as much as I need you," She chose to silence her self grabbing at his shoulders and clamping down with her jaw.

"Fuck Ness!" He loved it, her love bites bringing together the unique mixture of their bodies, fire and ice, coursing pleasure and pain through his aching body. Soon he was feeling his release coming closer, a coil in his loin tightened threatening to spring loose.

"Cum all over me Jacob Black" His eyes widened at her corruption, a sexual demon lay dormant inside his angels body. Pulling out he began to release, coating her pink vaginal lips with his cum, noticing with joy her brow was creased in her own blissful release. But as his coil became unraveled he felt another pull to replace it, the tether that had so securely tied him decisively to this woman wrenched at his stomach. A new release was bubbling within him moistening his tongue, begging to be spoken.

"I love you Nessie." The words spewed from his mouth, but he had never been more sure of anything in the world. He fell atop her as she clutched his body, shaking with sobs of pleasure.

Renesmee candles coming soon - spring water and wild jasmine ;)