Chapter 20 Maybe you have to fight for it

Disclaimer: the characters and all recognisable situations belong to Stephenie Meyer- this is a work of fan fiction, except for the legends and histories of the Quileute which, of course, belong to them. I pay my respects to their gods.

Thanks to BanSidhe for betaing.

Warning: male female physical fighting closely followed by... well you know... remember children, safe sex always

"You went on a spirit quest and it told you to fuck me?" He smirked at her and started to move in closer to her again. "That's my kind of spirit quest," he muttered.

"Stop it!", she smacked his arm. He laughed at her.

"It did not tell me to fuck you. I think it told me.. to bind myself to you… as your alpha female."

"And how exactly is that any different?"

"Well I don't know…it's not like they give you a spirit quest guide book," she grumbled. "Turn left at the freaky tree spirit…"

"I'm still hoping for fucking," he suggested. His voice had dropped and she actually looked at his face.

Wow! Jacob Black could do bedroom eyes like nobody else, too. It just wasn't fair. He was the biggest, the strongest, and the Alpha wolf and now he was looking at her like that. Her heart shifted in her chest. He leant in and sniffed at her. She suddenly wondered what the heck she smelt like to him right now. Excited?

"Well, how am I supposed to make you my alpha female if I don't treat you like… you know… a female?" He tilted his head to the side and raised an eyebrow at her.

Damn. It was the way he said 'my'; it made her feel all squiffy inside.

"Aahhh…" she managed. She took a step back.

He leant in towards her again. "Can I bite you?" he asked in a low gravelly voice..

"What? No!" Another step back.

"So, no marking. Can I tie you up?"

"WHAT? NO!" She bumped into the wall.

"Huh," he snorted, "So, no good submissive behaviour then."

She glared at him. What the fuck was wrong with her? She couldn't stand up to him; she couldn't stand her ground. He had boxed her in again. He had backed her into a wall. This wasn't like her.

"Wolf females are submissive to their males. And when they have sex, they lock together; sometimes for more than half an hour. You know that. No pulling out early for wolf males," he stated.

She shivered. "Stop it!" she ordered.

"I've been reading up on this stuff," he told her with that look in his eyes again. "A plug forms at the base of the male penis and locks them together." He smirked at her again. "Do you think that'll happen?"

"STOP IT!" she was losing it big time.

"Make me," he stated in a low quiet voice.

"What?"

"You want to be the alpha female. You earn your place by fighting for it."

"Wha…" That stumped her for a minute. "There are no other females," she blustered. "And I've beaten up everyone else," she added. Well call her stupid; that only left Sam and Jake. She had pretty much beaten up everyone else. Or else they were so submissive to her that she may as well have done it. She beat up Seth all the time. She was not entirely sure what category to put Paul in, and Sam these days was semi-retired. She had wanted to have sex with Paul and he had fucked everything else that moved and completely ignored her. She had felt like beating him up for that, but it had just never happened.

Jake was watching her, as if he was waiting for her to do the math.

She did the math and then she attacked him.

Leah's inner wolf took over. She was in a fight for dominance; a fight that only had three options: fighting, fucking or eating. Or maybe just two; Jake wasn't something to eat. He was also recently healed; he was weak and it was probably the closest she could get to beating him in a fight. She got one good hit in, up the side of his ribs and then she tried to knee him in the groin but he blocked it without difficulty with his good thigh. She went for his face with her nails and he caught her hands easily and slammed his whole body into hers, knocking the breath out of her against the wall. She struggled and growled at him. He laughed at her.

"You are fighting like a girl," he told her with disdain in his voice.

That seriously pissed her off.

She kept struggling with him, but he pulled her arms down and unexpectedly dropped to his knees; she was caught off balance and fell down with him; his greater weight tipped the balance. Her shoulder was in his chest now. He wrapped his arms around her and held on. She didn't phase but she could smell her inner wolf was damn close to the surface. The still human part of Leah was struggling too; struggling with the idea that her wolf was pushing her; that her wolf could make her do things that the human she wasn't entirely sure about. Things she wasn't sure were the right things to do. He was slowly working her body down and around against his; down to the floor. She was going to end up under him, face first on the floor.

She fought; she fought him with everything she had and it was never going to be enough. He had her in strength, reach and body weight.

But he was not fighting as hard as he could have been; it was as if he didn't really want to hurt her or maybe he was still hurting from his injuries. That was okay with human Leah, but wolf Leah saw it as a weakness. She made another concerted effort to fight him off.

With his body holding her down, he got a hand around each of her wrists and pulled her arms out straight and up a little. He slammed her wrists onto the floor. She went flat under his weight. She tried to push up and onto her knees, to push him off her back. She lifted him a little but he didn't lose his position. She threw her head back and tried to head butt him in the face.

He growled at her now. She had managed to piss off his wolf. His face was close to her neck and in some instinctive animal move he sank his teeth into the back of her neck. Some of the other imprints were marked. The mark was usually off to the side, in the meat of their shoulder where it met the neck. But Jake had sunk his teeth straight across the back of her neck right above her spine. And like a good wolf female she collapsed. It caught them both by surprise but he didn't let go. She didn't have a special fold of skin there for just this purpose, like a wolf pup or a kitten.

He shook her; worried her a little and growled again. Wolf Leah knew he was asking if she submitted to him. Human Leah was just petrified he was going to rip out her spine, human teeth or not. Her heart was thumping in her chest.

Wolf Leah knew what would come next. He had earnt the right to mate. She dropped further towards the floor and he followed her down; his chest pressed against her back. Her face was almost on the floorboards but her butt was up in the air. Wolf Leah pushed it against him. She felt him pause.

Jake was seriously conflicted. He had been trying so hard to fight her but not to hurt her, and now he had lost control and he had her neck in his mouth. He had broken the skin and the taste of her blood was on his tongue; a coppery metallic taste that was blood, but his nose was filled with a scent that was all Leah. He could smell her sweat, her hair, her skin, … her excitement.

When she dropped forward and pushed her ass against him, he had an instantaneous erection. Wolf Jake knew it was his right to mate; to finish what they had started but human Jake paused. He wasn't sure he wanted it like this. He wanted her; oh man did he want her …but like this?

He gingerly released her neck. He licked at the bite in apology. She didn't move. She was trembling now. He still had her physically overwhelmed. He managed to find his human voice, "Leah?" he asked tremulously.

"Finish it," she grunted at him.

"No, not if this isn't what you want. I can bloody you some more but I won't fuck you like this."

She groaned, "You have to…"

"What?"

"You were right all along; I earn my place by fucking the alpha." She sounded bitter.

"No, not like this," he breathed, "I don't want it to be like this."

"Fuck me!" she ordered.

He made no response. But then she said the magic words. "Please, Jake." She ground her ass against him and he could not stifle a groan. "I want you to… I want to be your female, Jake."

"Is that human Leah talking?" He still needed to check.

"Yeah…" she knew him; she knew him so well. He would need some sign that she really did want this. That human Leah had made this decision.

She couldn't move, he still had her pinned, but she could talk. She had got her voice back now too. "I want you so badly Jake," she groaned. "I was lost in the vision quest until I could smell you. You carried me, didn't you? I know you did. I could smell you but I couldn't feel you. And then you went away again… but you came back, I felt your skin against mine. When you slept with me, I could hear your heart beating like a drum. I heard it in my vision quest. Your heart, beating against my back. It was like a tracking signal that I followed home. It was the only way I found my way out of the vision …to you, Jake… you're my home."

He hadn't moved. Jesus, what else did he want?

"Please Jake, please" With the final word she ground herself against him. Good God, if that was what she thought it was, he was huge.

Jake felt her grind herself against him and he made his decision. He wanted her and now she wanted him. It was easy.

Truthfully, he loved Bella Swan; had done from the time he was about 10, but his first love? That was Leah Clearwater; always had been. He had just put her on a pedestal level with a goddess; an untouchable goddess that he would never ever have the chance to be near. He worshipped her. She was older and exotic and he thought she was gorgeous and he had found every excuse in the book to follow her and his sisters while they played. He let them paint his nails that time just to be near her.

And here she was offering herself to him.

"I can't let you up," he told her. That would be equivalent to losing the fight to wolf Jake and he was not going to lose.

"I know," she said.

He moved her arm over and held both her wrists in one hand. His other arm slipped under her stomach and lifted her to her knees, whilst keeping her face low. She moaned. She was wearing her usual wolf pack attire. The boys lived in cut-offs but she had taken to wearing summer dresses made from t-shirt material. They were cheap; they looked it but they did the job.

He groaned and started to fumble with his cut-offs.

He pushed the back of the dress up and exposed her panties. He fumbled with those too but then in frustration he just tore them apart.

She grunted a little at the feel of her panties going. She felt him shift behind her. He muttered something about the angle being wrong and she pressed her chest into the floor and angled her butt up towards him. As a good wolf female she would have held her tail out of the way. He moaned and she felt the tip of him at her entrance.

She was so tight; it had been years since she had sex. Not that she thought any of the pack knew, but other than a couple of one night stands, Sam was her last real sexual partner. She held herself still and she felt him shove against her. She moaned again and shoved back a little.

He was in proportion; she remembered wondering about that. And clearly he had something extra in the width department too. Dear god.

"Leah? Are you okay?"

"You can't hurt me… you're my Alpha."

"You're so tight," he exclaimed.

"I'll be all right; I am not a normal girl, Jake."

"No," he agreed. "You, Leah Clearwater are extraordinary." He worked himself in another inch. "I will make it up to you later," he promised.

He kept shoving himself into her, inch by inch. She felt like he came to the end of her before he had got to the end of him. She was panting now and muttering half words. He withdrew slowly, until the tip of him rested at her opening again and then he worked his way back in.

She was wetter now. He did it again. He let go of her wrists and grabbed onto her hips with both hands. He pulled her back hard onto him. He started to drive himself into her. He was going so hard and so deep now. He hit her cervix and she shrieked. It hurt but in a good way. She got herself up onto her hands and tried to thrust her body back onto him.

He backed off a little and shifted his pace to include a lift at the end of each thrust. She shuddered and threw her head back, "Oh Jake," she moaned. "Almost there," her eyes were closed in ecstasy and a shiver started deep within her. "Oh yes…" she moaned as she orgasmed. She felt herself get even wetter around him, but he just kept going.

Jake needed to see her naked; he wanted that hideous t-shirt dress gone. He understood why she needed to wear them but he hated them with a passion. He started pushing the dress up her back. He lifted her a little and her arms were off the ground.

"Lose the dress," he instructed.

She got the idea and started to pull it over her head. She dropped it to the floor and shook her head free. She wasn't wearing a bra. He loved that long naked curve of her back. He lowered her back down to her hands and ran one of his up and down her spine. She had two little dimples at the base of her spine. With the size of his hands, he could hold her at the hip and his thumb fitted neatly into the dimple. He thought that was pretty cool.

He was still thrusting into her. He grabbed her with both hands and yep, both thumbs fitted perfectly into the dimples.

He leant forward and spoke. "You are made for me," he breathed. She grunted something in reply he didn't quite catch.

He noticed the bite mark on the back of her neck. He wanted to lick it; he wanted to apologize. He slipped one hand around the front of her body and lifted her up against him. He licked across the bite and she moaned. His hand slipped around and grasped her breast. He had slowed his pace now but he was still determined to make this last as long as possible; just in case he never got to be here again. You never could tell with Leah.

The change of angle took Leah's breath away and then she felt his tongue pass over the bite and she moaned. She felt a mad desire to have Jake lick her all over. Her hands reached back to touch him. She needed to touch him.

"I want…oh yes…I want to touch you…," she managed to say. "I want to lick you," she blurted out. She probably shouldn't have shared that one.

Jake stopped. He lifted her and flipped her around smoothly.

"Noooo…," she whined, "don't stop…God… don't stop…"

He smirked at her. "Well," he said, lifting her in his arms, "guess we should move to the bedroom then." She wrapped her long legs around his waist and he climbed to his feet and effortlessly carried her to his room. His leg was definitely not troubling him now.

He stopped inside the door and kicked it shut behind him. They were staring into each others eyes. It suddenly occurred to her that she hadn't even kissed him. They were so busy playing wolf; they forgot that most human of interactions; a kiss.

All of a sudden she was hesitant. She looked at his lips and up to his eyes and back to his lips. Nervously, he licked them. She made a little involuntary moan at the sight of the tip of his tongue. His head tilted slightly and he moved it towards her just a fraction. She leant into him with another glance from his lips to his eyes.

Their lips met and they kissed. He was so gentle at first and then the kiss deepened. His arms wrapped around her and pulled her closer to him. His tongue plunged into her mouth. He kissed her as if he wanted to crawl inside her mouth. It was all lips and tongue and teeth and why hadn't she done this years ago?

When they came up for air all she could manage was, "Wow… I'm sorry I sound like a high school girl but…Wow."

He beamed at her, "Yeah… goes double for me."

And then he threw her onto the bed. She made a completely high school girl shriek noise.

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