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Chapter 6 – Tell me

JPOV

Heaven woke up way too damn early for a Saturday. Kimber was totally out of it, snoring loudly.

It was still hard to look at Ness, so I led the way to the elevator. I finally looked at her last night and just as I thought, I had imprinted. I wasn't sure how to feel about it. It was impossible to fight it. I was hers…whatever she was.

"Can I come to your room?" I asked once the elevator opened to the sixth floor.

Her lips curled into this smirk that made my dick twitch. "If you want to."

I had to fight the urge to tell her just how much I wanted to.

I followed behind her and tried not to stare at her ass while she walked. "Do you have a roommate?" I asked.

"She's gone for the weekend."

Sweet.

We entered and she flicked on her desk lamp then began to move the clothes that were scattered across the bed. I could watch her lean over that bed all damn day. I sat in the desk chair and stared. That fucking hair of hers falling everywhere drove me wild. The view from the chair provided a nice peek down her shirt.

Fuck.

Her breasts looked real and impossibly perfect. My mouth hung open as I imagined my tongue rolling all over her body.

She sat down casually on the bed and looked at me expectantly. "What happened last night?" she asked after I didn't speak.

Her voice. Heaven...Respond you idiot! "Apparently you and Kimber were given some GHB. No one messed with you guys, though. Me and a friend of mine brought you both back to my place and I slept on the floor."

"I really appreciate it. I remember not being able to move or speak and I lost consciousness a lot. It was really scary. Thanks for keeping us safe," she said quietly.

"Wow, most people can't remember anything from the whole night when they're on that stuff." I tried not to sound suspicious.

The girl wasn't normal. For starters, her scent was definitely not human, her heart raced even when she was asleep and GHB usually slowed your heart rate, her skin was much warmer than a typical human's, and somehow, her thoughts crept into my mind every time she touched me when I was carrying her.

Definitely not normal.

She laughed nervously. "I'd rather not remember anything."

"I…I need to ask you something. I need you to trust me," I said. She had no reason to trust me. I completely ignored her last night up until she hit the floor. If anything, I deserved to be slapped in the face for my behavior.

"You did keep me from getting raped and murdered. I guess I can trust you a little."

Did she have any idea what she was doing to me with that smile and those eyes?

I moved to sit on the bed in front of her. She looked surprised but overall pleased by the action. I couldn't help but get lost in her deep brown eyes. They looked familiar somehow. Like I'd known them all my life. Every time I looked in them, my train of thought derailed. I shook my head and tried to regain focus.

"What…are you?" I asked, my voice just above a whisper.

"A freshman." She scooted back from me a little.

I moved closer to her and placed my hand over her heart. "That's not what I mean."

She didn't fight the hand that rested on her body. "I'm fucking nervous, cut me some slack." Her eyes looked all around and her cheeks flushed. She was a terrible liar.

I placed her hand against my bare chest. "I'm not normal, Ness. Neither are you. You can tell me the truth." I tried to sound sincere and worthy of her trust. "You're…warm…like me."

Her eyes focused on the blanket beneath her. "I don't know what you're talking about," she breathed.

My eyes widened as images and words began to flood my mind. It was mostly a jumbled mixture of profanities, questions, and thoughts about us that I was never supposed to hear or see. If her thoughts last night hadn't confirmed it, she definitely just did – she wanted to fuck me. I was supposed to be whatever she wanted me to be, I could definitely handle being her fuck buddy if that's what she wanted.

I switched tactics. My hand cupped her face and I moved in closer. I brought my mouth to her ear and felt her shudder. "I think you do," I whispered.

I let my face stay there for a moment while I breathed in her heavenly aroma. I rested my forehead against her temple and waited for her to respond. My fingers ran through her hair on their own accord. I had no right to be touching her like this.

Then, I heard her. Tell him. I want this. God, he smells good. No, he's human. I can't do this. The rules. Just turn your head and kiss him. NO! Push him away! Run! He can't know. But I want him. I've never wanted anyone so much. What the fuck is wrong with me?

I took charge. I wasn't sure how she'd react, but I didn't care. I wanted her and a large part of her wanted me, too. I turned my head and pressed my mouth to hers. Whatever she was, it didn't matter. Her hand came up and gripped my hair while the other pulled me on top of her. Something else to add to the list of things different about her: She was strong.

My cock was instantly hard and pressing firmly against her thigh. Having her body against mine felt so right. Our mouths moved together as if they were one entity. She tasted so good even though the flavor was tainted with liquor. I smelled it when wetness pooled in her panties. She moaned when I pressed myself against her center roughly.

I heard her thoughts in my mind. Fuck me. Give it to me. I want you.

My instincts were taking over in a way I'd never experienced. I had to fight the urge to literally rip her clothes off and give her exactly what she was begging for.

Not like this. This isn't right. This is wrong. She's still fucked up. Hell, I am too.

I forced myself off of her and tried to catch my breath. I couldn't look at her without wanting her even more. She was panting and had this fire burning in her eyes.

"Please, just tell me," I asked.

The devilish smile on her face made it so much harder to keep from ravaging her. "If I tell you, will you give me what I want?" she asked, straddling my lap and running her mouth and teeth along my neck.

At this point, she didn't have to tell me a damn thing and I'd give her anything in the world. I might as well play along. "Yes," I grunted.

She began to trail kisses down my chest and stomach. "And you'll tell me what you are?" she asked.

That was easy. I could tell her everything. "Yes," I said through a stifled moan as her mouth kissed and nipped my pelvis.

She pulled my shorts off faster than any human ever could and immediately began to roll her tongue around my head.

"You have to promise me something." She looked up at me while she playfully slid her tongue up and down my length. Too sexy.

"Anything." And I did mean anything.

She took my entire length into her mouth – something Kimber couldn't dream of doing – then came back up, swirling her tongue around my head before removing it from her mouth. "You can't tell anyone."

"I won't. I promise," I breathed as she took me back into her mouth.

She released my cock and straddled my lap again, bringing her face to mine. She fisted my hair in both hands and breathed my scent in. "If you do, I'll have to kill you. And don't think for a second that I won't or can't." Her hips grinded against my body.

"I promise."

I was putty in her hands. I'd say anything to get her attention back to my dick.

"And you have to have a three way with me and Kimber."

"Anything," I replied, though I didn't entirely mean it. I wasn't sure if I could even fuck Kimber now. It wouldn't surprise me if my body completely stopped reacting to Kimber in any way.

She pushed my back against the bed and stood above me. I stared shamelessly while she made a show of taking her clothes off. The moment she flung her sexy little panties across the room, I sat up and tasted her glistening lips. So fucking sweet and delicious.

She moaned over and over while I flicked her swollen clit.

Her hands grasped my face and suddenly I felt everything she did. It didn't take thirty seconds for her to orgasm. Feeling hers almost brought me to my own.

"Fuck me," she moaned while I sucked her juices into my mouth.

"Tell me," I said, stopping her hips from coming down on top of my cock.

"I will once you get inside me."

I caved and let her slide down my shaft. I watched her face contort and her eyes roll back. She felt unbelievable – hot and slick and so right.

I thrusted deeper into her body, filling her with all of me. "Now," I commanded. The Alpha voice came through, though it wasn't intentional.

"I'm immortal," she said between moans. Damn, we weren't even moving and she was moaning over and over.

I felt it, too. Just the connection of our bodies felt better than any orgasm I'd ever had. My brain was in a fog and the only thing that existed was us and this moment.

"I guessed…that much," I breathed, sliding in and out of her slowly. I wasn't sure I could handle much more than that without blowing my load. Not a good way to start any sort of sexual relationship.

She brought her mouth to mine and kissed me deeply. Our bodies moved together in perfect synchronization. Her hands gripped my face firmly. I wasn't the only one who was on the brink of exploding. I grasped her hips and stopped her from moving. I'd be damned if she was going to get off before telling me.

"That doesn't answer my question," I said hoarsely.

Her expression of lust and euphoria shifted to one of anxiety. She kissed me again, almost lovingly. "I don't hurt people. Do you really need to know more?" Her eyes stared into the depths of my soul.

"I have to know," I replied. I fought against my mouth as it tried to reattach to hers.

Her body tensed and I could see the arousal in her face lessen by the millisecond. Just get it over with. You said you'd tell him so do it. He's going to freak. What have I done? Lie. Okay, lie. I can do that. Just as I could feel her pleasure before, I could feel her anxiety now…and hear her thoughts.

"Please don't lie," I pleaded.

She jerked her hands off my body and rolled her eyes. She pulled herself off my lap quickly and got under the blanket.

"I'm sorry…I…I can't," she whispered.

This girl was driving me insane on so many levels. I was lost somewhere between pissed off, turned on, and lovesick. I leaned over her and turned her face to mine.

"Please?" I asked before kissing her lips tenderly. She kissed me back, a promising gesture.

"You shouldn't be here," she breathed against my lips.

I kissed her again softly. "Do you want me to leave?"

She sighed. "What are you doing to me?" Her eyes finally opened and she looked at me pleadingly, like she was confused and begging for an answer.

"I don't know what you mean." I kissed her once more, savoring the taste of her lips.

"I can't even…think…" she broke off with a sigh.

"Just go with it," I whispered.

If she was feeling half of what I was feeling, there was no wonder why her thoughts were lost. My mouth placed hot kisses down her jaw and neck. I couldn't stop myself. Her breathing picked up and I was hard again. She was panting before my lips passed her collarbone.

Then there was cold air. She threw me against the thick wooden door. I felt the wood bow a little but it didn't break.

"You know, you didn't have to drug me. I would have fucked you sober, you asshole," she said sourly, grabbing me by my throat and holding me to the door. "I wasn't joking when I said I could fucking kill you. Do you want to die?"

I shook my head. I could barely breathe, much less speak.

"What the fuck did you give me?" she screamed.

Her grip on my throat loosened minutely. "Noth—"

It tightened again. "Don't lie to me!"

Her grasp constricted to the point where it felt like my head might pop off. I grabbed her wrist and forced her hand away from my throat. "I'm not fucking lying!"

Both her hands came back up. I wasn't sure if she was going to choke me again or what she was going to do, but I wasn't letting it happen.

"Ever think maybe you're not the strongest person on campus?" I asked scornfully, easily stopping her hands in their tracks.

"Get out," she growled.

"Tell me what you are," I said, using the full force of the Alpha. I knew it had at least some effect on her, being my imprint. We were bound to each other now whether we wanted it or not.

She winced. "Don't make me scream," she hissed.

"Oh, I'd love to make you scream…maybe under more friendly circumstances."

"The R.A. is three doors down. I'll scream rape and your ass will be history."

"Yeah, and I'd just love to see the results of the physical they'll give you."

"Get out!"

"Stop it!" I roared. Her body tensed and she stepped away from me.

She ran to the bed and started crying. I took the opportunity to put my shorts back on. "What are you doing to me?" she said between sobs. "Just tell me what you gave me."

I stood firm in front of the door, but my heart was pulling me to her, demanding I console her. "I already told you I didn't drug you. I'm not telling you anything until you tell me what the fuck you are." I tried to sound kind but wasn't doing too well.

"Please just go," she whispered.

I didn't reply. I couldn't fight her anymore. I walked out and closed the door behind me. I couldn't leave, though. I just stood there in front of her closed door, listening to her cry, to the sound of her abnormal heartbeat, smelling her all over me. Who knew Heaven could be such a bitch…

"I know you're out there," she mumbled.

"Fine," I growled under my breath as I walked away.

Her sobs picked up as I got farther. I wanted to hold her and make it all better. But at the same time, I wanted to slap her. I'd never hit a female, no matter what she did to me, but I'd never wanted to as much as I did right then.

A/N: Hope no one is offended by Jacob's last little statement. Every male feels like that from time to time just as every female does. We've all been so pissed at someone that we want to hit them, doesn't mean we will.