Chapter 10: Jacob

What the Fuck?

What the hell was going on? Why was I being woken up from a sound sleep to come to Bella's rescue once again? What was the point in all of this? It seemed to me as though she could drive herself home or one of the psycho bloodsuckers could have managed to get her back to her house, especially if that's how she had gotten there in the first place. As much as I wanted to just tell Edward to fuck off and leave me alone, I got up, threw some clothes on and hopped into the rabbit to get her.

I pulled up in front of the Cullen house and that familiar crawl went up and down my spine. I hated bloodsuckers; it was in my genes. In fact, I blamed the stupid vampires for my wolfing out in the first place. If they hadn't been around the gene wouldn't have been activated and I might not have fucked things up with Bella. Maybe if I hadn't felt the need to cover up my change, maybe she would have realized that she wanted to be with me. What the fuck….who was I kidding? As soon as Edward went into suicide mission she would have ran to his rescue and I would have been left in the dust…..again. Why bother wasting my time wondering about what could have been? It wouldn't have been any different and I knew it deep down inside of me. For some retarded reason Edward was some kind of insane weakness for Bella. He made her do things that she wouldn't ordinarily do, right down to wanting to become one of those stupid leeches.

I knocked on the door and was surprised how welcomed I seemed to be. Most of the vamps actually smiled at me and told me they were happy to see me. I knew right away that something was definitely up. I made a face and headed up to Edward's room, where I was told Bella would be. When I got to the room, I found the door open a crack, so I rapped on the door and walked in. That's when I saw her. She was sitting on the bed, uncomfortable, weak and pale. What the hell had happened to her?

She smiled at me weakly and I knew she was desperately trying not to have to tell me something. I looked at Edward and he looked miserable. His hair was wild, frantic even, and his eyes…..they were much redder than usual. Wasn't that what happened after they fed on a human? Oh no! I looked back at her and then I noticed the bite on her neck. She had been trying to hide it from me (which was stupid since it was clearly the reason why Edward had wanted me to come get her) but I could see the outline of it against her pale skin.

"What did you do!?" The sound that came out of my mouth surprised even me. It was guttural and animalistic; it was as if the wolf was speaking for me, from my core.

"Jake, please don't be mad at him, it was my fault."

I turned to her, glaring at her, "Did you bite yourself Bella? I don't think so." I turned my attention back to the bloodsucker, "this is his fault." I moved toward him, my hand moving to wrap around his throat. I picked him up and threw him against the wall.

Bella jumped out of bed and tried to run over to me. Clearly she was in no condition to be moving like that, because her legs gave out under her and I had to run to catch her. "Bella, please, just relax."

I set her back down on the bed and turned my attention back to Edward, who was just standing there, not making any effort to fight back, which irritated me even more. Why couldn't he do something to try and defend himself? What kind of a victory would that be for me if he just gave himself up willingly? I went to him and held him against the wall, glaring into his eyes as I heard faint sobs coming from behind me.

I turned around to see the thing I feared the most in the whole world….Bella crying. I melted into a pile of goo on the floor and ran to her side. I took her into my arms and felt her body go limp against me. I ran my hands over her hair, soothing her, until she finally stopped crying and relaxed against me. "Its okay honey, everything is going to be just fine."

"Please don't hurt him." It was a quiet, pathetic request, but I knew she meant it. "Please, I'm begging you. If you care about me at all you won't hurt him." That was a low blow and she knew it.

"Bella, honey, he hurt you. He deserves to be stopped so that he can never hurt anyone again."

"He's right, love." Edward's compliance irritated me more and more with each growing second.

"Just take me home. Please." I knew she didn't have the strength to fight me and I couldn't do anything to hurt her, so I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the car.

I didn't bother worrying about her truck or anything else; I just took her straight to my house. I knew she wanted to go to her place, but I didn't know how to explain things to Charlie, so I thought better of it. She didn't fight me, she just melded into my arms when I picked her up and carried her into my house. Billy looked at us, huge concern extremely evident on his face.

"Is she alright?" He asked me, worried.

I gave him a grim look, "She almost joined the land of the undead last night, but she will be alright."

Billy's face showed surprise and worry, but he didn't say anything else. I carried her into my room and laid her in my bed. Once she was on the bed, she wrapped her arms around the pillow and buried her face into it. It took me all of two seconds to realize that she was crying from the little helpless sounds she was making. It broke my heart to see her this way and I just wanted desperately to make it better. I slid in beside her and pulled her to me, letting her head rest against my chest. "Shhh." I soothed, "you're safe, I've got you. Everything's going to be alright." I held her close and soothed her trembling body until I felt her relax and drift off to sleep.

About an hour later she stirred awake, and I bent down to kiss the top of her head. "Do you feel any better?"

She looked up at me, "I'll be alright." She sat up in bed, "I'm sorry. I told him not to call you. I knew you had a lot of things going on right now and I didn't want to complicate anything."

"I'm glad he called. You aren't complicating things for me; you don't even need to worry about that. I love you and I want to be there for you." I ran my hands through her beautiful hair and bent my head down to kiss her cheek, "tell me what happened."

She looked up at me, sadness in her eyes. "I was at a party and they dared me to call him. I was drunk and he could tell so he came and got me. He took me to his house and put me to bed. Then we started talking and before I knew what was happening….stuff was happening."

My chest tightened and I fought the urge to scream, "What stuff?"

"We were kissing. We were all over each other and I begged him to…to turn me." I thought my heart was going to shatter into a thousand pieces. I swallowed and nodded at her, trying to get her to continue. "I got caught up in the moment and…and I don't know what I was thinking. Once he had started I knew it was wrong. All I could see was you and I wanted him to stop. I begged him to stop and he wouldn't." I could feel her body trembling against me. "Alice and Carlisle came in and got him to stop and Carlisle sucked out the venom."

"Bella, why in the world would you have wanted him to do that?"

"I don't know. I was like caught up in something. There was all this passion and it just felt like the thing to do. I don't know what happened to me."

"It's alright Bella; I think it is a natural thing. Vampires have this way of seducing women into giving up their blood for the sake of passion. The important part is that you are alright."

"It was the craziest thing. Obviously I'm attracted to him, but it's never been like that before. Maybe I'm turning into a slut."

I had to smile at that, "I doubt that."

"Seriously though, it was like it was the other night with you, but different. It was a lot more dangerous and I was more delirious, that's for sure."

I smiled, "I'm a werewolf; I can be dangerous too." I guess I felt the need to prove a point or something, because my mouth was suddenly at her ear, nibbling it and sucking the lobe into my mouth. "Very dangerous."

She let out a noise that seemed to be a mix between a laugh and a moan. She reached her hand out and linked it in my hair, obviously enjoying herself.

"It's okay though, honey, I'm not going to take advantage of you. I know you're scared and confused, it's alright." I held her tight against me, protectively. I was content to just hold her in my arms and show her how much I felt for her by taking care of her, but she must have had other plans. Before I knew what was happening, she had reached her hand out and was rubbing it between my legs, at the bulge that had grown in my pants.

"Hmm, no, I want it." Maybe she was turning into a hoe or something, but I wasn't knocking it. I gently picked her up and slid her onto my lap. Her legs went around me, straddling me, just the way we had been on the couch that night. She seemed so fragile and it worried me that she wasn't physically up to what I imagined we were going to do, but her eyes pleaded with me to continue.

"Are you sure you're up to this?" I asked; my voice husky with passion.

She didn't answer me, instead she reached out and stroked me (again) through my pants. Okay, it was clear that she wanted this, whether it was a good idea or not. She frantically removed my shirt, exposing my naked flesh for her to explore.

Her hands were all over me, behaving in a way that seemed so un-Bella like. I looked up into her eyes and was surprised to see how evident the passion was. Her eyes burned into me, as though they were chocolate colored fireworks. I didn't know what had gotten into her I just hoped she wouldn't regret any of this the next day.

"Please Jacob, I want this. I really do." She lightly bit my earlobe, sending a thrill of passion down my spine. I groaned and she pulled back. She seemed to regain some of her normalcy and her eyes grew sad "oh. If you aren't comfortable with it, I'll behave myself."

It took me a second to process what she was saying to me. I shook the cobwebs out of my mind and shook my head at her, "no baby, I want it too, trust me." My fingers linked through her hair as I brought her mouth to mine in a fit of white-hot passion. My tongue explored hers, dancing with it, electrifying me to the core.

In a frenzy of delirium I ripped her shirt off and threw it to the floor. It was then that I realized something insanely exciting to me; Bella wasn't wearing a bra! I had to remind myself to breathe, she was so incredibly beautiful. I actually think a quiet "oh my God" slipped from my mouth and she smiled. I sucked one of her breasts into my mouth, massaging the other in my huge hand. She melted into me and it was as if her body became an extension of my own.

Before I knew what was happening her hands were on the zipper of my pants, desperately trying to unhook them as her hands shook with (what I hoped was) excitement. I smiled and reached down to help her out, removing my pants and throwing them to the floor. She looked down to check out the view and smiled approvingly at me. I laughed as I watched her eyes practically stare at the open hole of my boxer shorts, which my erection was firmly sticking out of. Her hand moved forward to grab on and I thought I might explode. "God Bella, you're so fucking sexy." My hands fidgeted on the ties of her sweatpants, desperate to get them off and on to the floor. I wondered if she was wearing underwear or not….dear God I couldn't stand the anticipation. As soon as I managed to get her pants off I discovered that she was wearing underwear, but there wasn't much point in it. She had on a thong that barely covered the essential areas. Immediately my hand went out to touch her and massage her through the thin fabric of her g-string.

She moaned into my mouth and ground her hips against me, nothing between us but the thin fabrics of our underwear. "Make love to me Jacob!" she exclaimed, her mouth by my ear. Her cries were frantic, as if she was dying of a horrible disease and our lovemaking was the only thing that could cure her. I didn't need much convincing in the whole thing, so I ripped off our underwear and threw them to the floor. We were both completely naked and completely ready, so I picked her up and entered her as I brought her down into my lap. I was careful with her, I knew she was a virgin and I didn't want to hurt her.

As I watched her eyes for signs of distress, I got nothing; they were completely glazed over and I didn't think I was going to have anything to worry about. I held her tightly, soothingly running my hands through her hair, as I continued to make love to the most precious person in my entire world.