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Chapter Nineteen
When Embry finally stopped the truck it was in front of a small white house in the middle of the woods. Bella stared out at the cottage with blank eyes, not truly seeing the house since her mind was miles away, back in Forks. Her arms were wrapped around her chest as she slid down from the cab of the truck and out into the icy rain. Her feet were still bare since she had run out of her house without any shoes. Embry quickly led her towards the front door, casting glances at the forest around them, as if he was listening to something only he could hear.
He opened the front door and ushered her inside, only leaving her side to switch on a lamp near the doorway. The room was flooded with light and Bella took everything in. She was standing in a small living room with a television and a chair set up across from it. A tiny kitchen was off to her right and a door that looked like it led into a bedroom was on her left.
"Jake said to make yourself at home," Embry said, his voice still edgy. Bella noticed how he kept shifting his weight from foot to foot. He was antsy, she realized, from being away from his brothers. Taking a breath to steady herself, she placed a hand on his arm. He looked at her curiously, and she attempted to look calm.
"Go and phase. I know that I'm safe here. Go find out how everyone is," she said steadily, conveying the fact that she would be alright with her eyes. He nodded sharply and then looked at her with serious eyes.
"I will be right outside. None of them would dare cross the treaty line, but we aren't taking any chances tonight. Call if you need anything, I'll be able to hear you," he told her slowly. She nodded her head in understanding, wrapping her arms back around her chest to keep herself from falling apart with worry. She watched Embry slip out of the house and back out into the pounding rain.
Bella took another deep breath, looking around at the room she was standing in. She was inside of Jake's house... Everything in this house was his. Without thinking, Bella wandered to her left and through the door that, indeed led to the bedroom. She switched on a small lamp that was stationed on top of a dresser to her right and the light revealed just how disorganized Jake actually was. The majority of the room was taken up by a large bed that touched three of the walls, but on the slim floor space that was left there was only piles of clothes strewn about. The sheets on the huge bed were rumpled and there was a smudge of dirt on the corner of them, but Bella found that she was not bothered by it.
The room smelled exactly as Jake did. It was an earthy, masculine scent that invaded her nostrils and filled the room entirely. Curiously, Bella reached and opened one of the dresser drawers, inside she found a mass of balled up fabric. Pulling one out she saw it was one of his large t shirts. Pressing it to her nose she inhaled and was filled with the comforting scent of her Jacob. In a split second decision she pulled her shirt over her head and shimmied out of her skirt. Slipping off her bra she pulled the soft material of Jake's shirt over her head and found herself enveloped with the incredibly soothing scent.
Uncharacteristically, she did not even hesitate to crawl onto the large bed and lay her head against the sheets. While she usually would be worried of the reaction of the person who owned the bed, she knew that Jake would not mind in the slightest that she had snuggled herself amongst his belongings. As she lay on the crumpled sheets, surrounded by the smell of Jake she felt tears roll down her cheeks at the feeling of utter anxiety that now mingled with the relaxation that rolled through her body. There was absolutely no denying that she was meant to be with Jake, and it pained her to think that he may be in danger at that very moment.
She was positive that the boy that had been stalking her was one of the Cullens. He had been so inhuman, his face was so dangerous looking, there was no way he was mortal. Bella felt a shiver run down her spine at the thought of a vampire being so close to her. He could have grabbed her at any moment and done God knew what before Jake had even reached her. She hadn't even seen him enter her house through the window before she had managed to close it. He was unimaginably fast, and it unnerved her.
As her thoughts plagued her mind and made her restless, she still felt her eyes grow heavy from the stress of the evening. Bella fell asleep with her face buried into the soft sheets that smelled of her mate, her chest aching as she waited for the return of the man who was rapidly claiming her entire heart.
-8-
Bella stirred slightly as the mattress dipped behind her back. For a moment she was disoriented, not knowing where she was, but as soon as she took another deep breath of the scent that had been wrapped around her body she instantly remembered the trials of what had happened earlier. She felt the searing heat of a hand slide up her exposed thigh and rest possessively on her hip, pulling her body backwards into the encompassing heat that she knew exclusively belonged to her Jacob.
Rolling over onto her other side, Bella struggled to see in the dark with bleary, sleep encrusted eyes. She could just make out the planes of Jake's face in the darkness as he stared at her with dark eyes that glinted slightly. Wordlessly and without any warning one of his hands tangled into Bella's hair and he brought his lips crashing down onto her own. His heat burned through her skin and raced through her veins. Erasing any memory of the awful ache that had plagued her since she had left him in her apartment earlier. She yielded immediately to his lips as they took refuge against her own. She could feel his desperation and fear leaking out of him like a faucet, and she brought her hands up to trace the lines of his face as she kissed him back with everything she had. She could think of no better way to reassure him of her safety.
"I'm alright, Jake. It's okay now," she whispered against his lips when she had gained a moment to breath. The breathless, low whine that he emitted nearly wrenched her heart clean out of her chest. She could hear every ounce of worry and fear, and absolute love in that one sound he had made. Bella moved from her spot beside him and threw her arms around his neck, bringing her face into the crook of his neck. Tears wet her eyes as she clung to him while his own arms wrapped tightly around her. He sat up slowly, leaning his back against the wall behind him and moving her thighs on either side of him, as his hands brushed over every part of her body that he could reach. Constantly reassuring himself that she was safe, she was actually in his arms and out of harms way.
"He was so close to you, Bella. He was right there, he could have... What if he'd..." Jake's rough voice broke as he spoke to her, his hands finally stopping their exploration as he locked his arms around her petite body and pulled her impossibly closer to him.
"He didn't do anything. He just scared me, I am alright. Nothing happened, I'm okay," Bella whispered against his skin as her tears continued to leak from her eyes. The relief she felt at his presence felt as though it was crushing her. For a while they did not speak and instead they held each other close as they reminded themselves that they were together and that nothing tragic had happened. Bella did not know how long they had stayed that way. It may have been minutes, hours or days, but it was truly in that moment that Bella realized if she were to die, then most certainly Jacob would die as well. And the terrifying part was that Bella understood it would be the same outcome should the roles be reversed. There was no life she could have without Jacob by her side.
As if he could read her mind, Jake finally spoke, "I cannot lose you, Bella."
"I know," she replied simply, her voice held total understanding of what he meant. Finally she pulled back from where she had nestled herself into his skin and she looked into his face. Her eyes had adjusted somewhat and she could see the planes of his handsome face a bit better now. Her hands unwound from his neck as her fingers traced over the warm skin of his forehead, skimming down his nose and under his eyes. Over his prominent cheekbones and down his sharp jaw line. The pad of her thumb brushed over his bottom lip and his breath washed over her skin as he exhaled. Her fingers continued down his strong neck and lingered on his collar bone and paused at his shoulders. She hadn't taken into consideration yet that he was entirely shirtless with only a pair of gym shorts on.
"Don't stop," he whispered to her in a hoarse voice. Startled her eyes went back to Jake's and she saw a small glimmer in his eye. Slowly she began to move her fingers down the large muscles of his bare arms. His skin was smooth and warm, and Bella shuddered pleasantly at the thought that these arms were entirely hers to lay in. She could feel Jake's eyes watching her face, but she focused her gaze on her fingers that swirled around his wrists and then skipped to his waist. The muscles were prominent under his skin, and Bella felt every bump and ridge of his cut abdominal muscles as her fingers explored the new territory.
The heat that sparked through her body was unmatchable and she felt Jake's hands grab her hips under the fabric of his soft shirt. Bella's palms finally splayed out against his pectoral muscles and she raised her eyes to Jake's. He did not give her his sunny smile, but his eyes showed the incredible contentedness as well as the passion that flared inside of him. This man loved everything about her. Jake loved her.
The thought made a thrill of confidence run through her body and without a word she gripped the edges of his t-shirt and pulled the fabric up and off of her body. She threw it onto the floor to go with the rest of his clothes and she heard his soft groan as well as felt his chest rumbling underneath his hands in reaction to what she had done. Still her eyes remained glued to where her hands still rested. It wasn't until Jake's fingers began to move over her skin that she looked back up into his eyes.
The passion she had seen before had been ignited tenfold within him and for a moment she could see the wolf inside of him. However, this animosity did not scare her, it enticed her. It made her want him to claim her and show her who she belonged to, and have him protect her with his life. There was no explaining the feelings that look made her experience, but she could not find it possible to even explain it if she tried because of his fingers making scorching trails up her sids.
They glided up the sides of her waist, tracing her womanly curves, then skimming underneath her full breasts. He brought his fingers down her stomach, achingly slow as his gaze held hers. Finally they continued back up her body, drifting between her cleavage and avoiding touching her breasts entirely as he traced her collarbone and down her arms. As his fingers circled the skin of her wrists and back up her arms she found herself breathing harder and harder. And then, ever so slowly, his fingers brushed over the swell of her breasts.
Bella's eyes slipped closed as the sensations washed over her body. She could hear his ragged breathing and the steady growl in his chest seemed to shoot sensations straight to her center. She felt his fingertips circle her entire breast, and slowly move closer towards her nipples. Just when she felt as though he would never reach them, and as if she was going to combust right there in front of him, he brushed over her erect nipples.
The moan that left her throat was uncontrolled and her hips twitched against his waist. He did nothing to hide how hard he was growing underneath her, and Bella only grew more aroused at the thought of only having the thin layer of her panties and his shorts separating them. Jake's growl grew louder and she knew that he could smell her renewed arousal.
In the blink of an eye, Jake had grabbed her thighs and flipped them both so that she was laying on her back underneath his hulking form, her legs wrapped around his waist. He gently pried her legs from around him, and she was about to protest this when his lips fused to her own once again. The kiss was rougher than the one before, but no less passionate. Since his body covered hers, his heat surrounded her like a blanket of protection. Her fingers delved into his short silky hair as she pulled his face closer to her own. The need to have him as close as possible made her tug at him with all of her strength.
With a husky laugh Jake released her lips and led a trail of kisses down her neck, nibbling and sucking on patches of skin. As his lips moved lower down her body she found her breathing more unsteady as her legs attempted to press themselves together, seeking any kind of friction that might quell the growing ache between them. With another laugh, Jake's breath skittered across her shoulder and chest while his hands gently moved her legs apart, nestling himself between them to keep her from doing it again.
Bella's soft groan of frustration earned a growl from Jake and then she felt his lips descend on one of her nipples. The sensation was unlike anything she had felt before in a hookup. His tongue swirled, hot and rough over her flesh. Sucking her into his mouth, she was seared by his heat as his tongue continued its assault on the small bud. The soft sucking noise coming from Jake was accompanied by her breathless moans of pleasure and Bella was sure that nothing had ever sounded more beautiful.
His lips moved, never lifting from her skin, from one nipple to the other as he paid the same attention to it as he had to the first. Bella found herself to be a panting, moaning mess underneath his ministrations and while she writhed underneath him she couldn't find it in herself to be ashamed of her behavior. She had been right when she had assumed that this would be anything that she had done with anyone else. There was just no comparison.
Jake's lips finally released her with a soft pop and Bella sighed while her hips wriggled around on the bed. She needed him to touch her, she needed to feel him giving her the pleasure that she craved so desperately.
"More," she whispered into the air around them. Jake paused for a moment, whether out of surprise or anxiety, Bella didn't know but she didn't wait to find out, "Please, Jake. I want more."
She was positive that her breathless voice had made him falter, since he let out a loud growl and let his head fall back to her breasts. As he flicked his tongue over her peaked flesh, she felt his warm hand glide down to the hem of her panties. This time he did not hesitate as he gripped the side of the fabric and ripped them clean off her hip. Bella gasped in surprise and looked down at Jacob who was only smiling mischievously as she blushed at her nudity.
Wordlessly she watched as his eyes roamed from hers down to her full chest and past the curves of her waist down to the apex of her thighs. She shifted uncomfortably after a long moment of silence while he had stared at the small bit of curls at the top of her womanhood. Jake sensed her tensing up and he looked up at her with incredible emotion in his eyes. It was enough to make Bella at a loss for words, while all of the air in her lungs left in a rush.
"You are beautiful, Bells. So fucking gorgeous," he whispered to her in a tender voice edged in complete sexual tension. Bella gulped down air as she watched his eyes return to her curls above her womanhood. With his lustful gaze trained on her body she watched him as his right hand drifted up her thigh and the tip of his finger skimmed over the soft patch of hair. His finger slid agonizingly slowly down her lower lips and slipped between them, gathering the wetness that had pooled there with his finger. Bella moaned at the sensation of him finally touching her and his answering groan told her everything she needed to know about his own experience.
Probing a bit more, Jake's fingers began to explore the slick, wet flesh between Bella's legs while she squirmed uncontrollably underneath him. She could no longer think about anything coherent. Her only goal was to get closer to Jake's hand. She could hear his breathless cursing, but she felt as though she was underwater, being drowned in the feeling of Jake's fingers against her.
Bella was unprepared for when his finger finally slid inside of her, but her back bowed off of the bed in complete pleasure. Her moan of approval signaled for him to continue his ministrations and she felt his finger stretch her as he added another, slowly pumping them in and out of her wet center. Her hips could not be stilled as they jerked to get closer to the heat coming off of Jacob's hand. The fire building in the pit of her stomach was as scorching as his touch.
"You're mine, Bella. Mine," Jacob growled into the soft skin of her breast as he brought her closer to her climax.
"Yours, Jake. Every part," Bella replied automatically through her haze of lust, quivering as the knot in her stomach tightened unbearably. Jake felt her body tightening around his fingers and let the pad of his thumb start to rub tight circles over her clit. Bella's back arched off of the bed as her body tightened to the extreme, and for a moment she seemed to hover there as her eyes opened and met Jake's gaze. Those dark eyes that held so much love, protection and acceptance for everything she was. And then she fell apart.
Her mouth opened as she moaned loud and long, her body jumping like a live wire, her head thrashing side to side, all while Jake's hands brought her gently back to earth. As her orgasm finally ebbed out of her, she was left panting in a heap on Jake's sheets, unsure if she would be able to move should he need her to. Jake's fingers left her body and she sighed at the feeling of loss from inside of her. Bella sat up and watched as Jake rolled himself over to lay on his back next to her. He adjusted himself before giving her a brilliant smile. She returned it and then slowly reached her hand towards his waistband. Suddenly his large warm hand stopped her from continuing.
"What's wrong?" she asked softly, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. His tender smile spoke volumes as he cupped her face and brought it up to his own. He placed a soft kiss on her lips. It was unrushed and told her exactly how he felt without having to use a single word.
"It's late and you need to rest. We can talk tomorrow about everything," Jake said as he pulled away from her lips, gently leading her head down to rest on his shoulder.
"Don't you want me to return the favor?" she asked curiously. At the moment she was terribly confused. Jake's soft laughter rumbled through his chest as he pulled her naked body flush against his side.
"Not tonight, Bells. I want you to get some sleep, you're going to need to be rested so we can deal with everything tomorrow," he said and she nodded, relaxing against his body. Her nudity did not bother her as his hand trailed lightly against her naked back. The familiar pleasant twinge reappeared in her heart and she was beginning to understand what it truly was, but before she could think any more about it, she began to drift into unconsciousness. She was so utterly relaxed that falling asleep took only a matter of seconds. Her light snores filled the room and she did not see the look of pure happiness that had settled over Jake's features as he too fell into a deep sleep with his mate nestled safely in his arms.
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