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Ok, sorry for taking so long in getting this one out. It's been a whirlwind of craziness up in here. I hope this chapter makes up for my slacking, though. Thanks to everyone who reviewed and welcome new readers!

And, last but not least, GO BULLS!

JPOV

I woke the following morning to the feeling of arms sliding across my skin and wrapping around my torso, a face nuzzling into my chest and letting out a deep sigh. Mmm, my Rose. And damn, these were nice sheets! I was surrounded by softness and honestly didn't know what to do with myself. What can I say? I never pay attention to thread count when I buy bedding. Hell, I don't even remember when I bought the bedding that I had! It must have all been given to me at one point in time. Whoever it was didn't pay attention to thread count either.

Rose moved to press the whole line of her body against mine and I hummed in satisfaction, enveloping her in my arms. Then I realized that there were three people involved in this situation. Me, Rose, and my morning wood. Ah yes, my reliable friend. I half chuckled, half groaned as she rubbed her belly against it, trailing her fingertips down my side and taking hold of my hip pulling me closer to her. Oh man, really? I so wasn't used to this. I tried not to think about the last person I had woken up with, the woman who I last shared my bed with for so long. The fact that I was in Rose's bed and in her house helped a great deal. But I just didn't know if that dark cloud would hang around forever. I hoped not. Rose was the first person who I was able to feel open with. The first person I felt I could start over with. And she was holding me close to her at this very moment, taking in my scent as though it was her lifeline. She surrounded me with such a sense of calm, it was unbelievable.

I ran my hand down her side and leg pulling it over my hip, held her to me tightly, and rolled her on top of me before she knew what was happening. She giggled and swatted at me playfully, pulling her hair so it all fell over one shoulder, and hovered over me. It didn't escape my notice that she moved to position herself just below my center either. I spoke in a raspy first-thing-in-the-morning voice and ran my hands lightly up and down her thighs.

"Good morning, Rose." I was thankful that we hadn't dressed before we fell asleep last night because Rose was a vision. She wasn't airbrush perfect, she was real. That made her even more sexy to me. And shit, was she sexy? Yup! Her appearance was just a small part of that. It was everything else that did me in. The way she carried herself, the way she nuzzled up to me this morning… there was a confidence about her. I knew stuff had gone down before she moved here, but she seemed grounded here with me and it was a beautiful thing to see. She lowered her face to mine and kissed my lips softly as her hands glided over my chest. She whispered in my ear.

"Morning, Jake." Her breath against my ear made me shiver and my cock jumped. Holy shit, control yourself, man! Rose had to notice that because it practically punched her in the belly. She just snickered huskily in my ear and rocked her hips up to graze the base of my cock with her pussy. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit…

"Good God, Rose. You're so… so…" I couldn't think of one word to describe her. Not only because one word could never do the job, but because Rose was now sliding up and down the length of my cock and organized linear thought was not an option right now.

"So what?" Alright, enough of this. I gripped her hips tightly to mine and rolled to be on top of her. Looking down into her eyes, I whispered against her lips.

"You're so Rose…" And I entered her slowly but deeply making her whimper loudly. Damn, the sounds she made were incredible. And they were burned into my brain at this point, certain that I would be able to call one to mind at any time and be instantly transported back to these moments. Her hands dove into my hair and my thrusts continued at a painfully slow pace.

RPOV

Mmm, I'm awake. That was the best night's sleep I'd had in a while. And it wasn't because Jake and I made the earth shake last night. It was unbelievable how safe he made me feel. Waking up now with his arm draped over my body, just his touch steadied me. I remained still for a while listening to him breathe rhythmically as he slept. This is where I wanted to be.

As I moved slightly to stretch, attempting not to wake him, I felt it. Holy shit, that was awesome. Jackpot! Really? Really, Rose? The man is sleeping and you're already plotting an assault? No, not assault. I'm plotting pleasure. My body was on fire already at this point. This is what he did to me! I was powerless against him. He had me committed to him already on so many levels that this seemed like the natural thing to do. I slowly snaked my arm around him and scooted to press myself against him and it was absolute heaven. His skin was so soft! I found myself gliding the skin of my belly against him and pulling his hip toward me. I really do think this would be considered assault, Miss Horny Pants! Whatever, I had a feeling he wouldn't mind.

My touch did, in fact, wake him up slowly. But I could tell my being close to him like this only added to his growing issue which I was very happy about. He wrapped his arms around me and after some rolling, nipping, and gentle kissing, he finally hovered over me. All of that was wonderful and electric shocks were coursing through my body, my skin felt as if it were on fire. But it was what he said in combination with his actions that sent me over the edge.

"You're so Rose…" He then entered me completely and continued at a slow almost reverent pace, his hands firm but loving. It wasn't the thought of being able to fuck me that made him take over, it was that it was me. He wasn't fucking my mysterious lady parts, he was making love to me. All of me. And that meant more to me than anything else.

Both of us lay there breathless after, a sheen of sweat covering both our bodies. Jake's head rested on my breast, his fingers tracing imaginary lines on my body, and I could feel his eyelashes brush against my skin when he blinked. I cradled him close to me and my eyes drifted shut.

Woah, what the hell? All I knew was that Led Zeppelin's "Four Sticks" was blasting from the floor and Jake rolled out of bed so fast he fell to the floor with a loud thump.

"Fuck… Goddamn it! What?" I tried not to laugh because he genuinely sounded pissed but it was hard. That was one of the funniest things I had seen in my life.

"Leah, I swear… I can't hear you, slow down. What happened now… I really don't know what you want me to do about it, Leah… Quill's an idiot, I thought this was common knowledge, shit. Ok, y'know what? This so isn't the best time." I slipped toward the edge of the bed to find him laying on the floor, knees bent, and his hand over his eyes in frustration. Who's Leah?

"Ok… ok… ok, fine! I still don't know what the hell you want me to do about this but… seriously, Leah, you really don't want to be yelling at me right now. Fine. Give me an hour or so." He let out a loud growl as he slid his phone closed.

"You ok, Jake?" He rubbed his hands up and down his face and then turned to look at me, then smiled apologetically.

"Sorry you had to wake up like that, Rose. My sister can be an ass." His sister? This was news. Well, come to think about it, I really didn't know much about him outside our little bubble. Realizing that made me feel like an ass.

"No worries. Is she ok?" I really was concerned. Anyone Jake cared for was automatically my concern.

"She's fine. She just has a dumb-ass of a boyfriend and she had to throw him out again for coming home drunk. Again! I have no idea why she's so surprised or why she doesn't just dump him and get it over with. Save us all a whole lot of grief. Plus, Quill knows the rules. We control ourselves." He got up slowly and stretched. I knew that now was not the most appropriate time to give him a good once over but I couldn't help it. He was on display for me, my eyes just got sucked in.

"Now I have to got out there and… do something, I don't even know what she expects me to do." He walked back over to the bed, sat down next to where I was laying face down, and ran his hand softly over my back and into my hair. I hummed at his touch, it was electrifying.

"I don't want to leave you here, Rose. Come with me?" I lifted myself up to look at him. Go with him? To his sister's place? Sure, Rosie, now things feel like they're progressing too fast? Snap out of it. This was for Jake. Besides, I didn't want to be away from him either.

"Ok, I just need to shower." Yeah, showing up to meet his sister for the first time smelling of sex wouldn't be the best plan.

"Yeah, me too. I'll meet you back here in half an hour?" I got out of bed and reached for my robe. He took the remaining steps to pull my body to his. And whispered into my ear " We could shower together… but then I don't think we'd make it out of the house." I just know that my entire body flushed a bright red. A low laugh grumbled from his chest and he kissed me on the forehead before leaving for the front room to find his clothes and slip out the front door. I knew I had to jump in the shower but my feet were glued in place. Jake had officially rendered me senseless. And it was exhilarating.

JPOV

Leah was truly killing me. All of us had grown up together and it just didn't seem necessary to warn her about Quill. I guess we were wrong. At least the other guys didn't have to bother with it. They just got to observe from the outside as if they were watching a soap opera unfold before their eyes. I, on the other hand, had to live it first hand. Usually she was able to handle things on her own. Leah wasn't a push-over, that was for sure. But things got to a certain point that even she couldn't turn him around. In my opinion, that's when you just have to call it quits because the behaviors haven't changed, they've actually worsened. I know she knows it too. She's just scared to be alone.

But then I remember how she was there for me. Regardless of our differences, she's my sister. And when Mona left, she went after Mona like a pit bull before she even came to check on me. All I know is that Mona walked away minus a few clumps of hair and with a fractured zygomatic bone. Leah walked away with… the clumps of Mona's hair clutched in her hands. So when she does call for help with Quill, it's hard for me to say 'no.' The thing is, though, I never have to do anything. I just show up and they settle things. I always get the same explanation from Leah.

"He looks up to you, Jake, you know that." Quill doesn't look up to me. Well, physically, yes. I stand about six inches above him. No, Quill is afraid of me. There's a difference. And if all I have to do is make an appearance for them to be able to work things out, I guess I can swing that.

I showered in record time, fed the boys, and high-tailed it back to Rose's. I found her sitting at the front steps of her place rubbing Eric and Godric's bellies. Lucky dogs. Rose seemed to be glowing. On anyone else, her outfit of jeans, hooded sweatshirt, Keen's, and her hair tied up in a bun wouldn't have inspired a second look. But to me she was breathtaking. I stepped out of my truck and joined her in playing with the dogs. She moved to stand and I pulled her into a tight hug, breathing her scent deep into my lungs. Damn, didn't I just see her like only thirty minutes ago? It felt like forever. I was falling hard and fast.

RPOV

Ok, shower time. I made my way into the bathroom and realized that I was shaking. All of my muscles were quivering as I let the water heat up in the shower. My body hadn't been in a constant state of sexual readiness since… wow, never. Not like this morning and last night. It was never like this with Bobby, that's for sure. Stepping into the shower, carefully, part of me was sad about washing Jake's glorious scent off my body. The other part wanted to feel refreshed to spend the day with Jake. At his sister's place. I could tell from the one-sided conversation that I heard earlier this morning that Leah was having man trouble. Though it seemed like they had that typical brother/sister relationship of getting on one another's nerves, I could tell Jake really loved his sister. The true test of a man is how he treats the women in his family. Today should be interesting.

I decided to just be comfortable today considering Jake had seen me in all manner of dress (and undress) by this point. But I didn't want to show up all Gucci'd out to meet his sister either. She sounded like a firecracker over the phone and I didn't want to make a bad impression. Girls can size each other up pretty quickly and I didn't want to come across as a threat. Think Animal Planet.

I heard Jake's truck long before I saw it and my belly instantly started to heat up. This was insane but I couldn't keep a smile from stealing across my face. The dogs were keeping me company on the front steps and Jake appeared in front of me. Apparently, I had been oblivious to his physical arrival because of my day dreaming about him. Incredible. He pulled me into a strong hug the instant I stood and I melted into his body willingly. Man, I had missed this feeling. I knew it had been less than an hour since I had seen him last but I felt like I had my sunshine back. Corny, I know. But true. I buried my face in his chest and felt so safe, my hands pulling him closer to me, and I heard a deep sigh leave his chest.

"Hmm, Rose. Are you ready?" I nodded into his chest, noticing that neither of us were letting go of the other. It made me giggle and I finally lifted my head to see his face. He was grinning at me widely and I nodded again.

"Yup! Ready for anything." He shot me a look like I was a brave woman and took my hand as we walked toward his truck.

One thing I hadn't noticed the last time I had been driving with Jake was that he drove this thing like a military vehicle. Not only on the small side roads that led to our houses, but out on the highway as well! My God, these poor people. I had to admit that it was fun, though. I might just invest in a bull-horn and lean out the window to warn other drivers. "Excuse us… sorry, excuse us… crazy man on the road… I'd change lanes if I were you, buddy, Jake's in a rush… We left point A and you are keeping him from reaching his point B!" I laughed quietly to myself. Turns out, it wasn't that quiet.

"What are you laughing at?" He grinned back at me.

"Nothing! You're just a… passionate driver, Jake." He nodded confidently.

"Damn right. And it gets us there, doesn't it? In style too!" And he actually danced in his seat. I couldn't keep it in any longer and I let out an unguarded belly laugh making him chuckle as well.

I sat there for a while with a small smile on my face thinking about his sister and why we were going there. I had so many questions swimming around in my head but I didn't feel comfortable asking them. I figured he'd tell me when he wanted to. By the looks of things, he was going to let me see first hand so I held my tongue.

Eventually we passed a sign reading "La Push," and then pulled off at one of the exits about two miles in. We were going to a reservation? Seriously? I had no idea! Even more stuff that I was clueless about. I turned to look at him as we pulled in front of a modest house surrounded by trees. He smiled slightly.

"Welcome to La Push, Rose." Wow, it was beautiful. It seemed like it didn't matter where you went around here, the trees followed you and protected you from outside evils. But then I saw a girl, whom I guessed was Leah, burst out of the house. I could tell she was on the verge of tears but that she was more angry than anything. A few seconds after the girl emerged from the house, a young man followed her with a beer can in his hand and beer sloshing from the opening. He was yelling after her but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Leah in Jake's arms. The young man immediately dropped the can, sat on the front steps of the house, and held his head in his hands. What the hell? Why did this guy crumble like that just at the sight of Jake? I knew Jake looked imposing but still! Jake pulled out his phone and talked into it briefly as he turned to me in the car, waving me out to him. Was he sure about that? I didn't feel comfortable stepping into a family squabble. Not even considering the fact that I was a complete stranger to them. Leah walked over to Quill and they spoke quietly as I met Jake at his side.

"Thanks, Embry… yeah, take him to Dad's. Let him sober up there this time… we've protected him for too long. They need to know… ok, we'll be here." He wrapped his arm around my side and pulled me into him, kissing the top of my head. After about ten minutes, a car pulled up and another young man got out walking toward Jake.

"Hey, Jake. Ooh, yeah. He looks horrible. Billy needs to see this." His gaze turned toward me and he screeched to a halt. "Jake, holding out on me? What the hell? I thought we were friends, man!" Yeah, I'm staying out of this.

"Rose, this is Embry. Embry, Rose." I could tell that Embry wanted to say much more than what was coming out of his mouth but kept it in. Both Embry and Quill seemed to have more than respect for Jake. It was almost like submission. It was cool and all, but now I had more questions than when I arrived here. Jake and I were going to have a serious talk pretty soon.

Embry loaded Quill into his car and headed back up to the road. Now Leah's attention was on me and it did not feel the least bit welcoming. Uh oh. Thank goodness Jake noticed that Leah was in attack-mode and ran some interference.

"Leah, this is my Rose. Rose, this is my sister, Leah." My knees got weak as he introduced me as his Rose, I admit it. I liked the sound of it. I usually wasn't one to like belonging to anyone but this seemed right. She narrowed her gaze at me but I stood firm before her knowing that Jake had invited me here. She made no move to say anything so I went first by holding out my hand to shake hers.

"Nice to meet you, Leah." There wasn't really much else I could say. Jake hadn't said many nice things about her, her boyfriend was a dick, and the weather wasn't exceptional. I was at a loss. Her expression didn't change and she still didn't make any move to greet me, my hand still held out in front of me. Jake finally spoke in a low, controlled, but authoritative tone.

"Leah." She shot a look at him as if to say she'd do it because she had to but wasn't happy about it. Finally she reached out to take my hand in hers and let go quickly. No squeeze, no shake, not even a limp fish. Just a touch. What the hell was that all about? A slow simmer of anger started in my chest but I tried to stuff it into my back pocket to deal with later.

"Where's Embry taking Quill, Jake?" Yeah, I wanted to know why it was a big deal to take Quill to Jake's Dad too.

"He's going to Dad's, Leah. This has to stop." It looked as though someone had punched Leah in the stomach.

"To Dad's? Are you fucking serious? I might never see him again! What were you thinking, Jake?" She was on the verge of tears again. Wait, she might never see him again?

"Leah, he needs to straighten up. You know that. We'll all probably catch hell for keeping it from Dad this long! This way, he'll get the help and guidance he needs. I can't do it all." She looked just straight angry now. Angry and combative.

"Because of the shop!" Oooh, here come the details.

"Yes, because of the shop. I do what I can but I have a life now, Leah. I'm not giving that up." He looked as if he were pleading with her to understand.

"Yeah, your life. Fine. Enjoy your life while the rest of us sit and wait." She turned and stormed back toward the house. "Enjoy your fucking shop and your fucking whore!" Woah, ok. I did not just hear that. My anger was now up to a ten and I instinctively took a few steps toward her. Jake did the human seat belt thing again to keep me from launching myself at her as he yelled after her.

"Leah, don't you dare walk away from me!" I don't even think I would call that a yell. It was more of an irate snarl. Leah stopped immediately, turned slowly, and walked back to us. Jake stepped in front of me and just looked at her, she avoided looking him in the eye. He spoke this time with a low growl.

"Look at me, Leah!" She finally met his gaze, and reacted the same way Quill and Embry had. Automatic submission. Her posture softened and looked instantly repentant. She mumbled softly.

"I'm sorry, Jake." Oh, she's apologizing to Jake? I don't think so, missy. You might be Jake's sister, but if I can take down a steer by the horns, I can sure as hell take you down too. He growled at her again.

"I'm so not the person you should be apologizing to, Leah. This is my Rose." She seemed to cower more then shifted her sight to me, straightening herself, speaking softly but clearly, and looking me square in the eye.

"I'm sorry, Rose. I was angry, I shouldn't have taken it out on you. Especially like that." And she extended her hand out to me. Wow. This is officially the most intriguing family dynamic I've ever seen. I reached out to take her hand and she gripped it solidly but softly, and holding it with the other as well. "Blueberry muffin?" Snacks too? I could work with that. I smiled slightly at her.

"I understand, Leah. And a muffin sounds great, thanks." She turned to head into the house as I looked at Jake with a bewildered look on my face. He cradled my face in his hands as he kissed my forehead, then took me into a gentle hug, running his hands up and down my back.

"Are you ok, Rose? I'm sorry about Leah. I didn't think she'd blow up like that, especially at you. Don't worry, though, this isn't the end of it and she knows it. We have rules." What's with these rules? This was definitely becoming more and more like Animal Planet. "I saw you almost go for her, though. I wasn't sure I'd be able to stop you!"

"Did I break one of your rules, Jake?" I looked at him tauntingly.

"Hell no. That was awesome! I just didn't want you to get yourself dirty while tearing her to pieces." He kissed my lips gently and I sank into him. His control over the earlier situation was definitely a turn on and I welcomed his tongue into my mouth. I wanted to jump up and wrap my legs around his waist but the front yard of his sister's house probably wasn't the best place for it. Eventually, I pulled away from the heavenly kiss because I could feel his breathing start to speed up and his hands pull my hips tighter against his. I whispered.

"Jake, we shouldn't. Not here. Besides, there are blueberry muffins…" He laughed out loud at that and ushered me toward the house, his hand on the small of my back.

"You're right. Muffins, it is, then."

JPOV

I was disgusted by the way Leah was treating Rose. When she called Rose a whore, though, I lost it and the alpha came out in me. I didn't use it much. Hell, I didn't have to most of the time. But, being my sister, Leah tended to test the boundaries. And to refer to Rose like that, let alone right in front of me was just… unbelievable. Now that Rose saw it first hand, I knew I had a lot of explaining to do.

After Leah groveled and made nice with Rose, Rose and I headed out for some lunch. The ride out of town was pretty quiet and I was getting nervous. I could tell her mind was racing and I sped to the diner so we could talk.

We got to our table, ordered, and she looked me directly in the eyes.

"Ok, what the hell was that whole thing about? Why do they all act that way around you? It's like your leader of the pack or something! Spill!" Wow, she was perceptive. Isn't that just hitting the nail on the head?

"Well, you're kinda right. I am. Well, I should be. But I am, really." She looked at me like I had three heads.

"Ok. I'm Quileute. We all are. So… do you know how tribes work?" She looked uncertain but nodded anyway. "There's a leader. Always is. Right now, my Dad is. But he's not supposed to be." Slowly, a look of realization spread across her face.

"You?" She straightened up with her back against the padding of the booth looking stunned. Her fingers of one hand reached up to graze her lips softly and I could tell her head was still filled with questions. I just waited after I nodded in affirmation.

"So… why not? I mean, if you should be…" Because I'm a selfish dick. How do I put that nicely?

"I built a life for myself, Rose. Ever since I turned sixteen, it's been shoved down my throat. I know I have a responsibility to the tribe, and I know that my Dad isn't getting any younger. But I don't know if I can dedicate myself to both fully. And if I can, I haven't figured out how to do that yet." It felt good to get that out, actually. No one inside the tribe understood my position. No one from outside the tribe did either, for that matter. Maybe that's why I subconsciously brought her with me to Leah's. Now she's seen both sides of me. Hopefully she understood. Her eyes focused on me again and she whispered.

"Jake, you must be exhausted!" I almost cried. She did understand. Or at least was trying to. All of the tension quickly drained out of my body and I reached for Rose's hands hanging my head in gratitude. The food came and we had to break our hold of each other, but I wasn't interested in food anymore. It didn't look like she was either because we both just looked at our plates in disappointment. And I never walk away from a burger. We both took a few bites and got some boxes to go. Once back in the car, we just looked at each other for a while before I started the engine and decided to test this machine to see just how fast it would go. This thing with Rose was looking like a destiny thing. I, of all people, hated that word. But it was accurate in this case.

RPOV

Jake is the head of his tribe. Jake. My Jake. The Quileute tribe. He's the head of it. Holy. Shit. When he told me and the information sunk into my thick head, I touched my lips to see if they felt different. I had just kissed those lips. Sure they weren't any different now than they were before I found out but still. My God. I couldn't imagine having that much responsibility thrown at me at such a young age. Hell, even now! To be forced to change your life and give up what you've worked so hard to build? It sounded like it was possible for him to do both, but it seemed so hard for him. Like I said, I couldn't imagine the pressure that he must feel every day. And I never would have known just by looking at him. Not that he was some tribe leader, but you'd never know that he had all of that on his mind! He always seemed so at peace. Our food came but this diner was the last place I wanted to be. I wanted to be close to him to support and comfort him. After taking a few bites, we both asked to take our food to go. I took his hand and led him out of the diner and to his truck.

"Take me to your place, Jake." He walked me to the passenger side door and helped me in. I thought he drove like a crazy person this morning, but this was some fast driving. We both jumped out of the truck and up the steps to his front door. Once he closed the front door behind us, he pulled me into him and pinned me against the door, and pulled my hair out of it's bun. He leaned his forehead against mine and pressed his hips into me. His hands cupped my face and he whispered against my lips.

"Thank you for seeing me, Rose. My God, thank you." He grazed his lips against mine but I wanted more than that right now. I wanted so much more. My tongue dipped into his mouth slightly and he whimpered softly into my mouth. Damn it, his hands felt so good on me. I loved the way he pulled me against him, the feel of his body pressed against mine. And he was exploring me in a way now that he hadn't before. One hand traced to the back of my neck as he held me steady and sucked lightly on my lower lip. The other hand slid down my back and to my bottom. He squeezed it at first and then started to inch closer and closer to my center from behind as his kiss deepened. My body was officially on fire now if it wasn't already. I arched my back so he could reach further and I gasped into his ear as his fingers found my opening. Shit, we had too much clothing on. I reached for his shirt and tugged it up before I pulled my sweatshirt over my head. He started on my jeans as I did and attacked my lips the minute they were exposed. The room was spinning and my legs were weak from the excitement which, thankfully, he noticed. He backed me up against the door again, and pinned me there with his hips as he pulled one leg over his hip followed by the other. Holy shit, he felt amazing. To know that I did that to him made me grind against him harder – I just loved feeling him against me like that. The next thing I knew, he was walking through the living room and toward a stair case. About half-way up the stairs, I moved my hands to cover his encouraging him to dig his fingertips into my flesh. He broke from our kiss and growled up toward the ceiling.

"Fuck, Rose, yes…" He stopped at that step and pressed me into the wall, unhooking my bra before he did so. After he grabbed it off me, he tossed it down into the living room and I honestly didn't care if I ever found it again. He brought his mouth instantly down to my breast and licked my nipple gently at first but then began to suck on it harder and harder. I ran my fingers into his hair and held his head there while I cried out loudly.

"Is that what you want, Rose? Hmm? Tell me this is what you want, love." He wanted me to speak? My mind was a complete haze and he wanted me to form words.

"Yes, Jake… I want… fuck!... like that… more, please…" At that, he adjusted his arms and I felt his fingers slide along my wet pussy as he dragged his teeth across the surface of my nipple. More, more, more, more… "God, Jake! Upstairs! Now!"

He took hold of me again and made his way up the rest of the steps to his bed. The room was more like a loft than anything else and it was huge. Huge, open, and peaceful. I was snatched from my observations when I felt myself being lowered to sit on the edge of his mattress as he kneeled before me. He ran his hands delicately over my thighs as he looked deep into my eyes. His hands made it to my inner thighs and nudged my legs apart, I hoped he was planning on what I thought he was. Without breaking our gaze, he dipped two fingers into my opening, pumped in and out a few times, and curled his fingertips over my G-spot which he was simply magical for finding. He then brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them as his eyes closed and took in a deep breath.

"Jesus, Rose, you taste so good. I need more, love. Please?" I nodded quickly as I placed my hands on his shoulders for support. His hands drifted over my hips and outer thighs as he licked at nibbled at my inner thighs, inching closer to my center steadily.

"So sweet, Rose, so good." Finally I felt his hot tongue lick the entire length of my folds and up to my clit without touching it, my whole body shuddered from the contact and I whimpered out loudly. Damn it with the teasing! I knew it would be better in the end but the anticipation was killing me. As his tongue continued working, his hands reached up and pressed my forearms down to the mattress forcing me to recline while resting on my elbows. He then lifted one of my legs to rest over his shoulder, his other hand reached up and massaged my breast and teased my nipple as he finally licked my clit lightly.

"Fu… oh my Go… holy… uuuuh…" A deep hum escaped from his chest and the vibration on my clit almost sent me over the edge. I fell onto my back, slapping my hands onto the mattress and gripping the blankets into my fists.

"Uh uh, Rose, look at me. Don't look away." I lifted myself up again in time to see him lap at my clit hungrily and insert two fingers into me. I let my head fall back but quickly brought it back like he wanted. His fingers curled into my G-spot again and I could feel the fire building in my belly and spreading steadily.

"Oh Jake, I'm close, sweetheart. Holy shi…" He added a third finger and started to suck firmly on my clit. As he did that, I could hear the roar in my ears and the electricity in my fingers and toes as I came violently.

"So beautiful, Rose. So sweet." He came up quickly, hooking both of his arms under my knees and slid me toward the center of the bed as he stalked to hover over me. I wrapped my legs around his waist firmly and pulled him toward me, desperately wanting him to fill me. He kept his eyes locked with mine as he teased my opening with the tip of his cock. Damn, Jake wins the award for restraint.

"Jake, I want you inside of me. Now, Jake!" That did it. He thrust firmly into me with a loud growl and I dug my fingertips into his hips urging him on. I had never been filled so completely before, we seemed to fit perfectly. Our bodies writhed in synch bunching the blankets around us as his breath and thrusts came quicker. It was a glorious friction and I could feel that fire build up inside of me again. I had a feeling that the sound of his voice would make me come harder.

"Talk to me, Jake… tell me.. how… uuuh, fuck…" He whimpered and buried his face into my neck and steadied my hips as his pace quickened.

"Heaven… there's a… fire… in heaven… Rose… Rose…" Just as I thought, he blew my mind again. I truly thought my body would explode from our coming together. He pressed into me further once more and stayed like that for a while as our breathing and shuddering slowed. Eventually, he came to lay beside me pulling me to face him, and nuzzled his face into my chest above my breasts. His hands held me tightly to him and I let my hands drift lightly over his skin, kissing the top of his head occasionally. The haze lifted slowly and I was able to start processing what had just happened. One thing stuck out in my mind. There's a fire in heaven. Wow. Jake was deeper than I had ever thought. And his tenderness was such a stark contrast to the control he held over his sister and others in his tribe that I had witnessed earlier today. Just then he cleared his throat and ran his hand up and down my back, planting small kisses on my skin.

"Rose…" Was he being shy? Now? Uh oh. This better not be bad. Because I'm still throbbing in my tender parts here and I didn't want to lose that.

"Hmm?" Spit it out, Jake. He lifted his head and adjusted himself to be face to face with me.

"Rose, I love you. I'm so in love with you." He just puts things out there, doesn't he? Absolutely perfect. Because I've been feeling the same way for a while now. He rested his forehead against mine and rested his hand behind my neck. I snuggled into his body and took in his scent.

"I love you too, Jake. You have to know that I do." He nodded, smiled slightly, and returned to his spot in my arms holding me tightly to him. I loved that we gave each other strength instead of just one person taking it from the other. It was unlike anything I had dealt with before. And I looked forward to every second from now on.