So sorry for the late update but I have run out of pre-written chapters. . I am using every spare second to write, despite the fact I have a bajillion internals and tests to study for.

Anyway... Reviews were on the ~ side. (~ = "Ehhhhh you could do better") I bet you would've reviewed if I told you that this chapter holds glorious LEMONS. Yeah, I capitalised that shit. ;D

Anyway, um, possibly 9 more chapters.. I think... Haven't counted.. Will count now... OMG no! It's 8. :O
So, the story will probably be done by early May. Oh, how the time has just flown by. :'(

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Chapter 42 – Set Apart This Dream
RPOV

Tuesday.

"Where are we going?" I laughed as Jacob ushered me forward, his big hands covered my eyes, stopping me from taking a peek at where we were. "I hope this isn't one of those things where you kidnap me and nobody ever hears from me again…" He laughed and kept walking.

"Be patient, we're almost there." He kissed my cheek and I groaned. I moved my legs reluctantly, faking my dismay at the fact that Jacob was making me walk to wherever he wanted to take me.

"Just tell me where we're going." I grinned and he sighed.

"Be patient, woman!" I huffed and he chuckled, I didn't know how long we'd been walking but the sounds of people in the background we're starting to fade and the smells from the local bakery were moving further and further away. At last we came to a halt, it seemed as though Jacob was inspecting the place before deciding that he really wanted to show me whatever he was looking at.

"Oh would you hurry up!" I said grumpily and he just laughed. I was tired of being in the dark.

"Okay, would you do something for me though?" He said hurriedly, it sounded like he was trying to figure out something. I just nodded and he continued, "If I took my hands away and turned you around, would you just stand still with your eyes closed for two minutes?" I just sighed and he chuckled.

"Fiiiiine." I dragged out the word, irritably. He shifted me slightly and made sure I was at the exact angle I needed to be before moving his hands. I have to admit I was tempted to turn around but I figured if whatever Jake had planned was so important that he wanted to make it perfect, that I could wait two minutes.

"I'll be right back. Stay just like that… and no peeking." He came around to my front quickly to press a soft kiss on my lips before dashing off with lightning speed.

I heard a few clangs and clashes coming from behind me but, against my better judgement, chose to heed Jacob's words. There were a few whispered 'ouches' here and there and I just giggled. "What are you doing?" I shouted and laughed.

"Don't turn around—ouch—stay right there, hold on—ouch." Was he getting a tattoo or something? I thought for a moment and ruled that out as highly unlikely; one was good enough for him. There were a few more clinks and bangs before finally his warm hands found their way to the back of both my shoulders. "Keep your eyes closed. I'm watching you, missy." He laughed and turned me around again. "Okay, open." His arms wrapped around my waist as I took in the beautiful little bungalow in the middle of a big green pasture.

"What's this?" I asked in awe, it was the most beautiful little house I'd ever seen, it was fairly old and the exterior was lined with wooden logs. There was a cute little porch on the outside and a big brass tin roof.

"Well… Rightfully, it's mine considering I just signed the contracts to it." I looked at him quickly, he bought this place? "Don't get mad, technically it was my dad's and he just handed over the lease to it. It was the first house my parents ever owned." He smiled.

"Really?" I asked, shocked that he'd never told me about this place before.

"Yeah. What do you think?" He asked and smiled before kissing my cheek. I was desperately hoping that Jake was asking me what I thought he was asking me right now.

"It's so beautiful and small." I giggled; it was such a perfect house for us. It was just right, not too big, not too small, and just perfect for a little family.

"Well then, Miss Renesmee, would you like to move in with me?" A big grin was plastered on my face as I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck before kissing him.

I smiled into the blissful kiss before whispering, "Yes." He chuckled and picked me up in his arms before twirling in a circle, "Yes-Yes-Yes." I laughed ecstatically. He set me down on the ground before taking my hand and leading me eagerly into my future home.

He opened the bruised wooden door and led me into a small living room. I have to say, the inside looked much better than the outside. The small lounge held an old television and a double beige couch. There was a portrait of my family and one of Jacob's, including the wolf pack above a smouldering fireplace. He turned me around then and exposed a fairly short hallway leading to a brown and white kitchen. In front of the kitchen was a small wooden table, I recognised it as the one from Jacob's (old) house.

He led us to the master bedroom, fairly big with a green opaque and white colour scheme. I could tell that Esme had something to do with this. Everything was too matchy matchy. Everything but the walls and structure had been changed as Jacob pointed out. He took me to another room in the house, although this room was empty besides a few blankets and pillows scattered around. There were a few marks on the wall… in fact, they actually looked like a tally chart.

"What's this?" I ran my fingers over the indentations in the wooden wall. He hugged me from behind and kissed my neck.

"This was the baby making room… apparently." He chuckled and my eyes widened. "Those are the marks of every time they tried." I burst out laughing then and turned around to look at him, his face was absolutely repulsed while he tried to count the number of marks in the wall. "We can cover it with wall paper." I grasped his face in my hands and pressed my lips to his.

"No, I want to make our own tally." I bit my lip and he raised his eyebrow sceptically. I started walking backwards until my back was against the wall; I pulled his shirt, forcing him to follow me. His hands rested on either side of the wall, trapping me against the heat of his body. He kissed me fiercely, his passion was so intense that a wave of lust rushed through my body, pooling between my slightly shaky legs.

His hands snaked down my thighs, caressing as they moved before lifting up the dress I had and inching his hand upward. When he got to my lower back he pulled me to him forcefully and I moaned, I loved it when Jake was rough, which wasn't very often but oh so pleasurable. My breasts were pressed against his hard chest and we kissed for the longest time. His tongue darting in and out of my mouth, nipping and sucking on my lips while his hips bucked against my own.

He swiftly lifted the dress over my head and tossed it aside while I ran my hands up and under his shirt, feeling the heat radiate off his burly chest. He crossed his arms in front of him and grasped the ends of his shirt in each hand before flexing just the right amount in order to lift it over his head. The way his muscles bulged through his tan skin was enough to form a pool of heat between my legs.

I wrapped my hands around his neck and pressed my fervent lips to his. I could hear the soft drops of rain hitting the tin roof and it provided the perfect music. I gently pressed my hands against the soft skin of his back and felt his muscles flex under my touch. He swept me up in his arms before laying me softly on the wooden floor and lying carefully atop me. He balanced himself with his arms on either side of me before pressing his lips against mine again.

I grasped his face in my hands and felt the warmth of his cheeks heat up my hands. My leg hitched around his hip and I bucked my hips against his, feeling him press against me tenderly. I tilted my head back as he began to gingerly kiss my neck, moving his feverish lips down my throat. His hands lifted me up slightly and pressed me against his giant frame while he undid the pesky hook that held my bra together. He slowly slipped it off my arms and tossed it aside before beginning where he left off.

His vehement lips took hold of the rosy bud that lay on my breast and I sighed in contentment. His tongue skilfully lapped over it until it glistened in the grey room that had dulled since the rain started. He brought his lips up to kiss me again before removing himself from my embrace.

I sat up confused and watched as he moved to the other side of the room, "What are you doing?" I asked before laughing.

"Getting a blanket, wouldn't want you to get splinters." He winked and I blushed before looking away. He pulled me up before laying it down. I was about to sit but he stopped me and pressed his lips against my neck while his hands held my back, keeping me close in his arms.

He slowly began pulling down the last piece of fabric on my body and I leaned my head back, closing my eyes and focussing on not letting my legs go weak from his touch. I moved my hands to my front and undid the button on his shorts, he let them fall to the ground easily, there were no boxers to take care of today considering that he went commando. I had a feeling he'd planned this.

He scooped me up again effortlessly and placed me down on the blue cotton blanket. It felt so soft against my skin that I had to take a moment to appreciate such a delicate, loving fabric. For a while we just kissed on the indulgent blanket, letting our lips say everything without words. My hands were pressed against his back and I had to take a few breaths before entering our passionate embrace again.

He positioned himself carefully over me before slowly moving forward. I felt my walls stretch to accommodate him inside me and it was like every wire inside we started going off, sending electrical impulses through my being and making me gasp in unexpected pleasure.

I held onto his body tightly, my fingers gripped his back intensely and he continued to move slowly, his eyes looked dazed before he tucked his head in the crook between my neck and shoulder. He was breathing heavily and I could feel the heat of his breath warm my skin before the air of the evening cooled it down.

He stopped moving altogether to look at me, his eyes completely awe struck as he examined my face. It was almost like he was making a mental picture of this moment. I half wanted to say 'stop being a perv' but that would've ruined the moment so instead I smiled and tried to keep my breathing even which he was making very hard.

He pressed a kiss to my lips before moving again, I couldn't concentrate on kissing when the friction he was creating between my legs was so powerful. "Jake…" He started speeding up. By now Jake had a fairly good idea of what my noises meant. Some were to speed up, others were to slow down, some were to say I was getting there, andsome where to say 'you're amazing'.

I felt his strong member move in and out of me, my walls stretching and sensitively taking in every inch of him inside me. "I need you." I gasped and he continued to move. His hips bucking against my own, yet he never let me feel any of his weight.

"I'm here." He whispered and kissed my shoulder before pressing a tender kiss on my parted lips. My face was dewed with beads of sweat brought on by the immense pleasure Jake was giving me. I could only concentrate on the way he moved inside of me and the way he grunted when he pushed himself all the way in. His noises were the sexiest things I've ever heard. I couldn't even fathom the fact that the rain was still making noise on the tin roof, yet somehow it made the scene more romantic.

"Oh—Oh—Jake…" That was my, 'I need more but I cant say it because I really can't breathe with all this panting' noise. He complied as we always did, moving faster and harder against my body. This was the around the time that Jake usually lets his animal side take over and I could feel it happening, the way his thrusts were more forceful and more pleasurable. His hips made a thudding noise against my own when they came into contact with mine.

The pleasure was intense and I gripped his back while my head lolled back, my body arched against him, it was like some trigger inside me went off and exploded with this never before felt pleasure. I cried out, feeling myself losing control. Jake groaned beside me and I knew he was too. I couldn't help but let out cries of pleasure every time he moved, some unknown spark lit up inside me and it was like if I didn't have more I would just die.

I let myself give in, I couldn't hold out any longer, the incredible feeling surged through me and I writhed under his iron grip with intense sparks. He brought his face to mine and pressed his lips against mine while we both experienced this never before felt spark between us. It was like, for the first time in a long time, we were really together with everything we were doing, and in every aspect.

I felt like someone was shocking my core, the pulsing electricity was coursing through my body and it felt like it would never end. Finally, we both just stopped moving, Jacob was still buried deep inside me but we both chose to focus on catching our breaths. I rested my cheek on the soft blanket and tried to make my breathing even while Jacob laid his head on my chest. The warmth of his body made mine dew with sweat and we both stayed quiet for a while, somehow, it seemed like the most appropriate thing to do.

"I'll never get used to that." He finally broke the silence and I laughed. He lifted his head to look at me and I pressed the palm of my hand against his burning cheek, bringing his face close to mine and kissing him gently.

"You're not the only one." I smiled, he rolled off me and spread himself out on the blanket while I snuggled closer to his chest and stared up at the ceiling. His arm encircled me, bringing me closer to him and I felt so serene in this moment.

"When we get back from the honeymoon, we have this whole house to christen." He chuckled. "I'm not sure about you, but that washing machine seems very inviting." I had to laugh at his obscure sense of kinkiness.

"I have to say that my preference would probably be the shower… Or maybe the kitchen counter…" He turned his head to look at me with a sly smile on his face, "Classic, but kinky." I winked.

"Well then, we better start managing our time." He grinned and I laughed at how open we could be about everything. I loved that about Jake, the fact that no matter how embarrassing or weird it was to talk about something, he'd find a way to make it ridiculously easy.

"Am I allowed to mark the wall?" I asked and he chuckled.

"You're allowed to do anything you want, this is our house now." I grinned before hopping up and off the blanket. I kneeled next to the wall and pulled out the metal clip still attached to my matted hair and carved a line into the wall. It would forever be marked as ours now.

When I got to the main house it was relatively dark outside. I told Jacob that I'd pack up my things and call him when I was done. We agreed that we'd let my family move all my stuff in – when I say family, I mean Grandma Esme and Aunt Alice – when we leave for our honeymoon. For now we were just gonna survive with the essentials, after all, we only had two days to go. On Thursday I'd be sleeping here anyway so it wasn't really a big deal.

I quickly ran upstairs and found my small black duffle bag, I started folding my clothes and packing them in, making sure to leave a few items for Thursday. Considering the fact that I'd probably never sleep here again after Thursday, I figured I had nothing to lose by packing up most of my stuff.

"You're back." Came a familiar voice behind me. I turned and smiled, it seemed as though it had been years since I'd seen Damien.

"You're back." I smiled and ran up to him to give him a hug. There was something different in the way he held me in his arms that made me slightly worried as to why he was so happy to see me.

"Why are you packing?" He asked and walked toward my bed to take a seat. He watched while I pushed a black cardigan into the bag with an amused expression.

"Well, Jacob and I are moving in together. There's an old cottage in La Push and his parents used to own it, his dad gave him the lease and he asked me to live with him there." His eyes slightly widened before he composed his expression and smiled.

"So you guys have worked everything out?" He asked curiously and I smiled.

"Yeah, we have everything out in the open now so there are no more secrets and lying to each other. It's nice to be able to talk to him, he's so much calmer about everything now that he knows everything and I feel the same way about everything he had to say to me." I shoved a few more tops into the bag before I started on my pants and skirts.

"That's really… great." He smiled. His voice was very low and quiet. He seemed like he wanted to say something but wasn't sure how to.

"Yeah, anyway, how have you been?" I asked and dashed into the bathroom to get my toothbrush and loofa, I wasn't sure whether to pack my toothpaste… Surely Jake would've bought some… Maybe I should, just in case. I grabbed that too on the way out and shoved it into the side pocket in my bag.

"I've been good; I've had a lot of time to think about everything…" He paused and waited to check my reaction. I was beyond confused; I didn't know why he was being so cautious… It just wasn't him.

"Oh yeah?" I said to get him to continue while I checked my drawers to see if I'd gotten everything I needed. When I turned back around he was right in front of me, his eyes staring intently into mine as if looking for the answers to life.

"Don't walk down that isle on Friday." He pleaded and I couldn't comprehend what he'd just said to me.

"Excuse me?" I asked, shocked that he would even suggest it.

"I love you. Don't marry him."

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