A.N. K, so I was going to make this chapter all filled with Sebastian drama and fighting stuff, but I wasn't really in the mood for that, sooo… instead of battles and vampire werewolf drama, I decided to write, the long awaited, much anticipated lemon between Jake and Drina. Yup, so this chapter is all about sex! So once again, just if you don't like this stuff, which I doubt is the case. I just thought I warn you all that it is a lemon, but for those of you who have been waiting for this, please continue, and I hope you enjoy! Now, onto Jake and Drina!

The next few days passed by quickly in a wave of planning and large group discussions with the entire pack. I could tell that Jake was exhausted, and most of the time's I made him go to sleep whether he wanted to or not. Today was yet another meeting about Sebastian, but Claire and I weren't invited, so I took her to the beach and we searched for cool shells and fun rocks to make necklaces and other art projects out of.

"Look at this one! It's all spirally!" She exclaimed, holding up an abandoned snail shell.

"Wow! That's a neat one! You can make a really cool necklace out of that," I told her approvingly, she beamed. I watched her as she skipped away along the beach, slowly following her, my mind wandering back to Jake and the other's. I couldn't help but worry about what they were deciding. I didn't want them to get hurt. I sighed, pushing my worry away as I looked back to Claire.

Right now, I really envied her ignorance to the whole situation. She was still as cheerful as ever, except that she often asked where Quil was. I would answer simply and she would beam, saying that she hoped to see him soon, then tell me about how fun he was. I hadn't really gotten to know Quil very well, but with Claire talking about him all the time I felt as though I knew him better than anyone else, besides Claire of course.

When Jake first explained that Quil had imprinted on little Claire I had thought it was a little sickening. But now, hearing the way she talked about him, I knew there was no need to worry. All Quil was doing was taking care of her the best he could, and that was pretty well. I now knew that she was probably the safest little girl in the world.

"Rina?" Came her voice all of a sudden. I snapped out of my daydreaming and looked down at her confused face. "What are you thinking about?" She asked, cocking her head to the side, I sighed.

"A lot of things. Jacob, Quil, the others," I sighed again.

"Don't worry, it'll be ok! Quil can do anything!" She cried encouragingly, I laughed.

"He sure can!" I agreed, she smiled.

"I really like Quil. I know he's not really my big brother, but it's kinda like he is," she said.

"And I bet he's the best big brother ever," I said, she nodded her head vigorously.

"He is! The best of the best!" She chimed merrily, I laughed again, taking her hand and leading her along the beach again, her chattering away about the amazing Quil again. It was really pretty cute.

Once we had scoured the beach a few good times, and found about three dozen rocks and shells, Jacob and Quil made their appearance. As soon as Claire saw him she ran full speed across the rocky shore and threw herself into his waiting arms. I kind of had the urge to do that to Jacob, but I thought I should play the role of adult. At least while Claire was around.

"Drina," he said softly as he approached, pulling me into his warm arms. I sighed, sinking into him. I hadn't realized how cold I was until now, the warmth was nice.

"So, how'd it go?" I asked, lifting my head to look into his dark eyes.

"Alright, I guess, it was tiring as usual," he said, yawning. I gave him a sad smile as I stoked his cheek.

"Maybe we should go home. Then you can get some sleep," I suggested, he shook his head.

"Naw, I'll be ok," he said, yawning again. I gave him a stern look.

"Jake, you need some sleep," I told him. "Plus, it's already almost six. How bout we head home and I can make something to eat. Then you have to promise me you'll go to bed," I said sternly.

"Alright, I will. So, what are you making?" He asked expectantly, I laughed, grabbing his hand and pulling him up the beach and to the road.

"I don't know, how about spaghetti?" I suggested.

"Mmm, sounds good," he agreed, licking his lips, I laughed again.

So, when we got back to the Black's, as promised, I made spaghetti. My mom and Billy were once again at the Clearwater's. I think mom was really starting to like it here, and that made me really happy.

"Did you have fun with Claire today?" Jake asked between bites.

"Yeah, I always do, but it seems that all she really likes to talk about is Quil. I swear, it's getting to the point where I'll be dreaming about how great he is soon," I sighed, Jake choked on his food, then let out a hearty laugh.

"Just wait until Quil hears that!" He exclaimed through his laughter. Oh great, now I'm in trouble.

"But Quil isn't going to hear that, now is he?" I asked sweetly.

"Fine, I won't tell him, but he'd get a real kick out of that one," Jake said, his laughter just starting to die away.

I sighed again, stabbing a meatball and shoving it moodily into my mouth. I liked being able to joke with Jake, but with all the stress lately I was starting to be really edgy all the time.

"Hey, you ok?" He asked suddenly, picking up on my drop in mood.

"Ya, I'm fine," I shrugged, but he didn't buy it. He put down his fork and grasped my chin, forcing my face up until my eyes met his.

"What's wrong?" He asked, his dark eyes concerned. I sighed, looking off to the side.

"I'm just worried, you know? With Sebastian being so close, and the possibility that you and the guys can get hurt. It's kind of wearing on me," I confessed, looking back up at him. His face was serious as he contemplated my expression.

"You know what you need?" He asked suddenly.

"What?"

"A distraction," he stated confidently.

"And how are you gonna manage that?" I asked skeptically, raising my eyebrow.

"Easy," he said, his face moving close to mine. His breath gently caressed my lips, causing a shiver to run down my spine. Ok, this distraction was definitely working.

"Jake," I breathed, my hand moving up to knot itself into his shaggy black hair as I stared deep into his eyes. I could feel the tension between us. It wasn't unwelcome, in fact, I was pretty sure I knew what was going to happen next, and I welcomed it, with my whole being. I wanted this, no, I wanted him.

"Come on," he said, grabbing my hand and pulling me to my feet. He led me to his room, shutting and locking the door behind us. I smiled to myself as he pulled off his shirt, which I was surprised he was wearing in the first place. I was always amazed by his perfection, and now was no different. It might even be more alluring now than it was before. So I reached out and placed my fingers onto his chest, letting them glide their way down and over his chiseled abdomen until they began to run tentatively over the top of his jeans.

I lifted my head to look into his face, and he smiled encouragingly, running a hand through my hair. I returned the gesture before looking back to my hands and slowly undoing the button and zipper.

I knew he wasn't wearing boxer's, and that fact scared me slightly as I began to slide his pants down his long legs. Once removed, I couldn't help but let my eyes appraise him and all his naked glory. Damn, he really was going to be the death of me. Just looking at him made me want to keel over and die of pleasure, he was breathtakingly beautiful. Each and every part of him, and I meant every part.

"Enjoying the view?" he asked cockily. I shot him an amused look which he returned full force.

"As a matter of fact, I am," I told him confidently, his smile broadened.

"Glad to hear it," he said. Then, before I had time to react, he grabbed my arm and flung me onto the bed, kneeling above me, a smirk on his face, I just shook my head. This only amused him further as he leaned in to nibble playfully at my collar bone, causing me to gasp.

As his lips pampered my neck I felt his hands sliding up my sides, taking my shirt with them, until he had to break away briefly to pull it over my head. Once I was freed, his lips returned to my skin, searching lower in-between my breasts until he swiftly removed my bra, nearly breaking the clasp in his desperation.

He backed away then, his eyes appraising me, I grinned.

"Are you enjoying the view?" I questioned, he chuckled huskily, sending another shiver through my body.

"Very much so," he confessed, leaning in to take my right breast between his lips, I gasped loudly, gripping his hair. The things he was doing with his tongue were maddening. Where on earth did he learn how to do that?!

I wasn't able to contemplate that for long however as he glided down my body, leaving small kisses in his wake, making my skin flush and tingle.

He soon approached the hem of my jeans. He didn't immediately remove them, but let his fingers play with the skin just above them, making me moan softly. I heard him chuckle as his eyes caught mine. I couldn't look away as he placed another gentle kiss on my abdomen. It had to be the hottest thing I had ever seen!

He then looked away, focusing on the button of my jeans. He carefully un-did it, before slowly sliding down the zipper. The slow pace he was taking was maddening! I just wanted him to get me naked and be done with it, but Jake just wouldn't have it. He slowly pulled my pants off, taking care to let his large hot hands caress my legs on the way down, making me groan.

I expected him to go for my underwear next, but no. Instead, he cupped my knee with his hand, pulling my legs apart so he could lean in and place a kiss on my upper thigh. I gasped, gripping the sheets as his lips tortured my skin, so close to my desire that it was maddening!

"Jake, please," I groaned, wanting him to just hurry up. This slowness was driving me crazy!

"Please, what?" He asked silkily. Oh no, he wanted me to talk dirty. God, that was so embarrassing!

"Jake," I groaned again.

"Yes?" He said, waiting for my reply. Stupid jerk, I would kill him for this.

"J-just hurry up, Jake!" I told him desperately. He just grinned up at me from his place between my legs.

"Hurry what up?" Ugh! Stupid ass-hole! I really was gonna kill him!

"Hurry up and freaking bang me till I can't see anything! Happy now?" I asked moodily, his grin broadened as he kissed me one more time before crawling up my body until his lips hovered over mine.

"Yes, I am very happy. I just needed to know we were on the same page," he smirked, I sighed in exasperation.

"Jerk," I growled, but before I could say anything more his lips were covering mine in a sultry kiss that left me gasping.

"You love me for it," he smiled.

"Just shut up and get me naked already," I said grumpily, he chuckled, but obeyed, sliding back down my body until his thumbs were under the top band of my panties. He carefully slid them down, a centimeter at a time. Damn, at this rate we'd never get there. So I took it all into my own hands and reached down to pull them swiftly to my knees, glaring into his shocked face.

He smiled again, pulling them completely off before appraising my body once more. Now however, I couldn't help but be a little embarrassed. I'd never been naked in front of a guy before, well, besides my brothers when they accidentally came in when I was taking a shower, but that was completely different. With them, I didn't care if they liked what they saw or not, but with Jake, I did.

I wasn't disappointed as he leaned in to gently kiss my folds, I gasped, gripping onto the sheets with renewed vigor.

Before I could come down from my high, Jake was back hovering above me again, his eyes boring into mine with a passion that any woman would kill for.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked softly, all of his joking, cocky attitude gone, to be replaced by uncertainty.

"To hell I am!" I said confidently, he laughed softly, pressing his face into my neck, his lips at my ear.

"I love you, did you know that?" He asked, now it was my turn to laugh.

"Yes, but I still think I love you more," I told him.

"Well, now's the time to prove it, isn't it?"

"Guess so, but in order to prove anything, you gotta get moving, not like I can do it for ya," I said, he laughed nervously.

"Don't be scared," I told him, cupping his cheek with my hand. "Come on, you fight vampires, how bad can a little sex be?" I asked him, he chuckled weakly.

"I just… you're not scared at all? I mean, I could hurt you," he said, disbelief heavy in his voice.

"Jacob, it's you, how can I be scared?" He smiled at this, nuzzling my neck affectionately.

"Ok," he said, sounding confident again, then without hesitation his hips thrust forward and I felt a brief, but very agonizing, shot of pain rush through my body.

I gasped, but wrapped my arms around him, holding him to me with all the strength I could muster. He kissed my forehead reassuringly as I adjusted.

Slowly, very slowly, he began to move, dulling the pain as a new kind of feeling began to build inside me. Instead of pain, now it was pleasure. Coursing through my veins like a drug. I was in heaven as I clung to Jacob and we moved as one. I don't even know how I was able to resist him before. This was beyond anything I could ever imagine. If I had ever had sex before, I think I'd still say that this was the best I'd ever had.

As time rushed on, and our bodies moved together, I felt a building pressure in my abdomen, and I desperately needed relief. I was gasping loudly as I listened to Jacob's rough breathing in my ear and the occasional grunt, or moan. Just listening to the noises that spilled out of him brought me ecstasy as we were both relieved simultaneously with one last downward motion.

Once finished, Jacob collapsed, resting all of his weight on me. I just wrapped my arms tightly around him and stoked his damp hair, letting both of our labored breaths level out again.

"Drina…" came Jacob's voice, rough and husky.

"Mmm?"

"So, who won?"

"I don't know. How do you think it was?" I asked.

"Amazing, you?"

"Extraordinary."

"Well, in that case, I think we can say it was a draw," he chuckled, I laughed too at out stupid joking, even after some really hot sex. I mean, most normal couples would be whispering in their partners ear how much they loved each other and all that bull shit, but not us. We were too worried about a bet we made over who was the best! We really were a pair of idiots.

"Jacob?" I asked softly.

"Yeah?"

"I know this is corny and normal, but… I love you so much," I said softly, he sighed, wrapping his arms around me.

"I love you too, Drina… so much."