Chapter 22...Some of you might say this is a filler chapter. I don't think so, but I am madly in love with this one. I was quite surprised at the feedback that I got from the last chapter. Many of you said it was your favorite so far. That's amazing to me. Thank you guys so much. It means a lot. Ok, so this chapter is just lemony. And again, some of you might say it's raunchy. That's fine, but you have been warned. EXPLICIT.

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ShelbyPOV

The pack show had been incredible. And being able to join in was just as amazing. Once Jacob and the group left, Seth had turned to me and phased back.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

Putting my hand to his warm cheek, I said, "I am if you are."

He nodded. "I'm good. You don't have to be scared. It's just me, Shelbs."

"I'm not scared of you, Seth."

With a relieved breath, he pulled me into his body and stroked my back. "If there's anything that my wolf and I agree on, it's our love for you." He pulled back so that we could look into each other's eyes. "That wolf may be a different presence, but you don't have to be scared of him. The entire time he was at the surface, his thoughts were all about protecting you and the baby."

"Really?"

He nodded. "I'm sorry if it seemed that I was aggressive, but that's not what was going through our minds and any aggression wasn't toward you."

Hugging him tighter, I pressed my face to his chest. "It's just that it scared me to not see you in your own skin, you know?"

His arms tightened around me. "I know. It felt weird, and at first I was scared. Scared that I wouldn't be able to control him. But I trust Jacob to be able to calm any of us. What he did was incredible."

I laughed. "Yeah, who knew Jake actually has some cajones like that?"

Seth kissed the top of my head. "I've always known he had 'em. It just took this to bring out that part of him. And I must say that I'm glad he's embracing it. And Nessie? Man, that takes some support."

"Yeah, she's really stepping up for Jake, for the pack. I like it."

Meeting his smile with one of my own, I heard the bushes behind me shudder. Seth turned us so that I could see Walker, Morgan, and Lucas step through. Morgan and Lucas were as naked as the day they were born with matching smirks. Walker was looking like he'd heard or seen something that he was still trying to process.

Instantly, Seth's body tightened as if on red alert. "Guys, where're Jake and Nessie? And Adam? Derek?"

Morgan laughed. "Chill, second in command. The boys escorted our alpha couple back to the cabin. Jake said to tell you that he was 'taking Nessie to rest after feeding' end quote."

Trying to hide my grin, I turned into Seth's chest again. "I'm sure Jake is feeling the need to remark his territory."

A moment later, the ringtone that Seth had set for Jacob started going off from somewhere near the back door of the Cullen house. Seth jogged for the sound, found his clothes-which he had yet to put back on-and dug out his phone.

While he talked to Jake, I turned back to Morgan. "So, Nessie's ok, right?"

She shared a look with Lucas. "Yeah. She fed from a mountain lion. She's fine. I promise."

They were hiding something from me, but I didn't push it. Morgan wouldn't lie to me about my best friend being ok, and Lucas wouldn't let her even if she would.

Apparently, there was something on my face that said I was about to argue because Morgan stepped up to me, placed her hand on my shoulder, and looked me in the eye. It was kind of intimidating to have her standing there naked. I mean, I was straight as an arrow, but Morgan was flat out gorgeous. Curvy and soft in all the right places, and totally comfortable with eyes on her. Of course, if any male tried anything, Lucas looked as if he could rip off their special areas and feed it to them.

"Shelby, trust me. She's ok."

Lucas walked up to wrap an arm around his mate. "Totally fine."

Pulling my bottom lip between my teeth, I felt Seth come up behind me, his phone call with Jake over. He wrapped his arms around my hips from behind and pulled me to him. I gripped his arms tight around me as he pressed himself into my ass and placed a gentle kiss to my shoulder.

Right when I was about to ask him about the phone call, he said, "Walker? You ok, man?"

He stumbled forward over roots and sat down hard on the ground, his eyes still not focusing. He put his forearms on his knees and flexed his hands.

"I-I just…I just broke…the neck of…a mountain lion." He held his hands up to us, his expression intense. "With my bare hands! And…and then, I heard…another person's thoughts." His eyes went back to not being focused, hands on his knees. "What the hell is going on?"

Hearing thoughts? Killed a mountain lion? Nessie. Looking up, I met Morgan's eyes. She shrugged.

"There may have been a mishap, but nothing happened. Nessie's fine and she fed."

I was about to open my mouth when Seth squeezed my waist gently and said, "She's right. Jake said Nessie's fine. He's locking them up in the cabin for a while. Could be a couple days." He said that with a chuckle. "And Walker?" When the other man looked up, my man said, "Welcome to the behind-the-scenes of Forks. You're in the weird group now."

JPOV

Derek and Adam took their posts outside the cabin after I'd finished my call to Seth. The entire time, Nessie stayed plastered to my body, arms and legs wrapped around me. It had been difficult not sound aggressive on the phone while she undulated against me, especially since I was naked against her jeans.

As soon as the front door was closed and locked, our mouths locked together in a messy liplock that had our teeth scraping together. Her razor-sharp vampire teeth cut my bottom lip open, and as she drank my blood with a moan, I turned on my heel and slammed her none too gently against the wall. My palms and fingers gripped her ass so hard that she'd probably have bruises tomorrow, but she didn't seem to mind. Instead of crying out in pain, she moaned louder and pushed harder against me. One of her hands was dug into my hair, nails digging into my scalp, pulling my hair. The other hand was roaming down my chest and stomach, nails likewise running down my skin.

As great as this was, I needed more of her; the wolf in me needed more of her. The moment she'd anchored into my arms, the beast inside had surged forward, begging me to let him control how we took her, mated her.

Not wanting to ruin the moment, but needing her to understand, I pulled back. But she followed, her lips never leaving mine. Pushing my hand into her thick curls, I gripped them at the roots and pulled her back as gently as I could. She fought, but I was still stronger even though she'd just fed. Her eyes were hooded and a drop of my blood smudged her lip. Our bodies were straining, muscles tight from tension.

"Nessie, look at me," I commanded.

A purr vibrated out from her throat. The wolf in me growled at the disobedience.

"Look. At. Me," I growled out.

The tone must have gotten to her because her tongue snaked out to clean her mouth as her eyelids fluttered.

"What's wrong?" she said in a breathy voice.

When her eyes finally focused on me with a worried gleam, I said, "I need you to understand that…it's not just me here, right now." I swallowed hard and beat back the wolf's impulse to not care about her feelings. She was our mate. We didn't need her permission to mate her.

Oh, but we do, I countered. I won't lose her just because you want to tap her a good one so rough that she can't handle it.

The wolf didn't understand what I was saying so I had to revise, remembering that he was, at his very core, an animal. The word "tap" as a substitute was an alien concept to him.

I won't let you force her to mate. It's her choice. She's not a wolf.

In my mind, the wolf and I stared at each other, will against instinct. In the end, though, I won, forcing him to back down, to let her think.

Something abruptly brought my attention back to the physical world instead of the one in my head. It was Nessie's hand on my cheek, the one with the engagement ring on it.

"Jacob, I know it's you. Both of you," she said seriously. Then she ground against me, biting her lip. "I want you both, right here, now."

For a moment, I was speechless. But fear made me swallow hard and cover her hand with mine. "I don't want to hurt you."

"And I don't want to be hurt, but I want it hard tonight. I feel more alive than I have in a while. I want you rough and wild, however, wherever you want me, take me. Don't worry about hurting me. I'm so sexed up, it'll take rough for me to feel it."

And that was when the wolf took over. Growling, using my throat, he roared to the forefront of my consciousness and tightened my fingers in her hair much harder than I would have ever dared. The breath rushed out of her throat and her eyes fluttered closed. Pulling her head back by the handle of her hair, the wolf leaned me forward to run my tongue up the column of her neck with a growl that traced her skin.

"You want me to dominate you, don't you?" The voice that came out of my throat was much deeper than my normal bass, but Nessie either didn't notice or didn't care. A sigh left her, which wasn't the answer the wolf was looking for. We tugged her hair sharply making her gasp. "Answer me. You want me to dominate you tonight. Don't you? You want me to mate you so hard and good." When there wasn't an answer, another tug on her hair snapped her neck back. "Say it," I growled.

"Yes," she said in a whisper. When a growl ripped up my chest, she cleared her throat and said louder and hurriedly, "Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Dominate me. Please."

And that was all she needed to say. The fear that had been building in the human side of me vanished. Even without the wolf inside of me, I was a dominant man and I had been dreaming of taking her like this. The animal side of me had just been brave enough to take it.

Dropping her to her feet, I spun her around and pushed her face first into the wall. When she tried to turn around, I braced an arm across her shoulders as I reached between the wall and the front of her hips. When I couldn't reach the button and zipper of her jeans, I went to my knees, gripped her hips roughly to let her know I wanted her to stay, and then moved my fingers over the waistband of her jeans. Her hips pushed out from the wall in an arch, her ass hitting my chest as I gripped the tops of her jeans. With a great growl, I pulled apart the denim covering her into two halves. Her body did a full on jerk, half of her against the wall, the other against me.

The growl got louder as I peeled the offending fabric from her body to reveal a pair of lacy royal purple panties. My human mind processed just enough that those were a pair we liked, so no ripping those off, before flinging the jeans across the room. Roughly, I ran my hands up her legs, over her thighs and ass, to roam up her back under her shirt, lifting it up as I went, slowly baring her skin to the firelight.

When she reached down to try to pull her shirt off, I growled and sharply slapped her ass then gripping the flesh. Nessie put her hands back on the wall with a groan and hip arch into my hand.

I made quick work of her shirt, leaving her only in her panties and matching bra. The panties came off first in jerking fits. The wolf just wanted to rip them, but again, the human in me vetoed that idea as we slipped them off her long legs to hold them up to our nose, breathing deep of her secrets. The cloth was damp…very damp. And smelled of a summer storm, and I knew she'd taste as good as she smelled.

Throwing the panties in the general direction of her jeans, I put my hands back to her. And followed with my tongue, lips, and teeth, nipping at her here and there. Especially as I reached the slope of her ass. She wriggled a little and gasped in surprise as I set my teeth into her. Gently at first to get her used to it, but when she pressed back into me, I bit harder until she moaned. All the while, I used my hands to coax her legs apart, keeping her balanced and upright.

When I knew she was steady, I ducked down between her legs and licked her core from back to front, as far as I could go. She made a high-pitched sound that was nothing but pleasure.

"Jake," she breathed.

The wolf and I both growled against her, my lips pressed to her most secret of places. And now that she knew where I was and what was happening, I wasted no more time before I dove into that one place I'd been dying to kiss. She was nearly bent in half as I went at her with everything I had, drinking her down as she pulsed and writhed around me. I ended up having to use my hands to spread her wide from her thighs wanting to close around my face. Again, I lifted my hand to clap it on one of her cheeks and squeezed as I ate at her.

Marks would definitely be left tonight. And none one part of me cared as my mate undulated and writhed above me in pleasure. My tongue played in and around her, taking into me what her body was offering. That sweet, thick honey of her body sliding down my throat, tasting the way the air did when a storm was coming, charged, metallic, and electric.

I could tell she was gearing up for the first orgasm of the night because she reached back with one hand to ding her nails into the back of my hand where I gripped her, and her knees started to shake.

One more lick and a suck later, she bucked against me with a shout. Her body rushed even more and I struggled to keep up with the swallowing. The movement of my mouth against her, however, caused her to keep coming. Her nails, as predicted, broke the skin of my hand as she scraped across the top of it.

Finally she stilled and breathed hard, but the wolf didn't want to give her time to run, so he propelled my body up. And everything slid into place beautifully.

I shot up to my feet, gripped her hips and thrust my painfully hard erection into her in one hard push. She shouted again, her fingers now scrabbling against the wall as my body pistoned against her. My voice echoed hers, twining with her panting breaths. Her body tightened around mine with the continued aftershocks of her orgasm, fisting mine as I fought and pushed for each thick inch.

And I didn't give pain a thought. I just thrust against her over and over. The sound of skin slapping skin rose up with our pants while I gripped her hips to force her body against mine hard.

Eventually, though, she got the rhythm, forcing herself to meet me thrust for thrust. My hands now had room to move, so they roamed up her stomach for her breasts and the bra covering them from my skin. With rough hands and a low growl, I shoved the cups of the bra up and tightly gripped her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers.

Nessie let out a hoarse cry, her hands now performing a sort of push up against the wall to keep her momentum. Now, her breasts were my handles as I cupped her.

There was nothing human left of us as our bodies slapped together, sweat pouring off of us as she clawed at me and forced her core over my hard-as-steel erection that continued to pump into her. Even if I'd wanted to stop, there was no way I could have. My wolf had taken my body and was now taking Nessie's for his. This was dominant mating at its most primal root, rough and hard, bloodletting and just on the edge of too much pain. Because I knew that if I was hurting, Nessie was definitely hurting, or was going to be once the hormones died down.

Abruptly, a shift inside of me took place. The wolf was more front-and-center than I had anticipated, and he wasn't at all ok with the noises Nessie was making, or the fact that she was getting close again. He wanted to control her, especially this first time of him being involved with the mating. And we weren't close to orgasm. The longer we were inside of her, the more of our scent that got on her, in her, the more she belonged to us.

There was no way I could gain back my control. Not this time. The two of us were too far gone.

As Nessie made another sound, the wolf in me gripped her hair again and used it to bring her upright, her back to my chest. She grunted as my body kept pumping into her, ever increasing the friction and arrival of her orgasm.

"Hush," I commanded in a low growl. "Don't make any more noises. And you come when I tell you to."

Involuntarily, she whimpered at the whip-like tone that came out of me. Unfortunately, I was no longer in control or I would have stopped. The wolf had taken over and was going to finish the session, his first time with our mate. I knew, though, that there would be no violence. He didn't want to hurt her, just own her.

The hand that was in her hair moved to clap over her mouth. "I said no more noises." Each word was punctuated with a hard thrust to drive the point home.

I knew she wanted to do exactly as she was told not to. That was the way of an alpha female. And that was the way of Nessie. She never had liked being told what to do, especially by me.

But she surprised me. Instead, she just breathed hard through her nose. Still, little whimpers came out here and there as I continued to thrust up into her as far as her body would allow. Both of us would be bruised and sore tomorrow, but I had a feeling it would be well worth it.

Nessie was on the edge, almost to orgasm. The wolf, with his heightened senses, could feel the rush of her body. He, we, could hear it as it rushed toward the destination of satisfaction. We could smell the lightning of that summer storm that she smelled like.

So, the wolf pulled my body back and stopped.

"Oh, no you don't. Did you not hear me tell you that you come when I say?"

Her body fought to get back to mine, to continue the relentless beating of skin on skin, her ass against my hips. But it didn't happen. Instead, the wolf stopped us altogether. And then surprised me further by stepping off completely, losing all contact with her except my hands. We took her to the floor, put her on her back, her ankles on my shoulders, being her in half, and pinned her hands above her head with one hand circling her wrists. The other went to position my body back to hers. Once the lineup was done, I covered her mouth once more.

There was no soft entry. One powerful thrust back in had her eyes widening and her back arching off the floor. No mercy followed the prelude either. The wolf used my body to hammer her hard and fast.

He was just playing with both me and Nessie. All three of us were dying to come, all at the same time. The wolf in me had just wanted to assert all his dominance over his mate. It also helped that we were in our own house, our scents mixing and mingling with our own things. Not to mention that a new scent had emerged. A dark, heady scent, like wood smoke in the mountains permeated the room, and I realized that it was coming from me.

In my own head, I growled. Just come already. We're going to hurt her if we go anymore. She needs time to rest.

The wolf in my head snapped at me, but he listened.

Instantly, my body tightened up painfully. My stomach and lower back cinched up tight as did the sac between my legs that slapped mercilessly against her.

"Alright, Nessie. We're close, so close. Can you get ready for me?"

Still breathing hard, she nodded frantically. When I gave a sharp thrust, her eyes rolled as her body arched, pushing her breasts up to me. An offering. She was offering herself to us. The wolf took the invitation, sucking a nipple into my mouth, savoring the taste of mint and honey as we worked her core relentlessly.

Her breath started coming in pants, and I knew she was close. Taking my hand from her mouth, I snaked it between our bodies to press my thumb to that sweet spot at the top of her sex. Her body vibrated, a full out purr from head to toe as I stroked both on the inside and the outside.

Releasing her breast from my mouth, I leaned up to caress her ear. "Come for me. Come now, Nessie. Scream for me," I whispered.

On command, her body convulsed, bucking between me and the hardwood floor. She bit her lower lip to keep from screaming as her body gripped mine suddenly, milking it though I had yet to come. Something was missing.

"Scream, Nessie. I told you to scream for me."

There was a moment of hesitation and maybe processing what I was saying through the haze of pleasure, but a moment later, she screamed.

"Jacob!"

She obeyed her alpha. And that was the missing piece.

My body seized up as the orgasm hit me like a wrecking ball, pitching me forward, forcing me to keep thrusting, drawing out the orgasm for both of us. The wolf threw back my head and used my throat to howl out in pleasure, in triumph as we took what was ours, what had willingly given itself to us.

I hadn't realized that I'd let go of her wrists until I felt the sharp bite of her nails in my chest and work their way down my stomach as the muscles there convulsed in the multiple orgasm I was rocking. Come to think of it, Nessie was still going, too. Apparently she really liked what was happening. Hopefully she'd want to do it again.

Finally, we lay still. Or as still as a sweaty, panting heap of loose bones and skin could be. And in a rush like strong wind blowing through, the other presence of the wolf was gone. Make no mistake, he was still under the surface, but for right now, he was sated. After having gorged on the energy and submission from the mating, he was a happy camper, happy enough to let me have the rest of the night with Nessie.

Caught in the throes of passion, I'd collapsed on top of her after the mega-orgasm had completed.

I went to roll off of her when I felt her hands on my sides.

"Are you ever going to learn to stay? I love having you on top of me afterward."

"I figured you'd want to be away from me right, so that you could rest."

Her large brown eyes met mine. "Jacob, I only rest when I'm with you. And that was…God, words don't even describe that."

For some reason, now I was nervous about how she'd react. "So, you enjoyed it? You're not…angry at anything that happened?"

A small smile played over her lips while her eyes traced my face. "No, Jacob, I'm not angry." Her hands slowly slid up and down my spine. "This was perfect. I loved every moment. Now, don't get me wrong, I don't think I could do it every night, because you're right. I need to rest and heal. But it was fantastic. The whole alpha/submissive thing was totally hot."

"Really?"

She nodded with the smile now a grin. "I loved it when he told me what to do. I think you should take some pointers from him."

Surprise had my eyebrows shooting up. "You knew when it was him?"

Her hands snaked up my arms and shoulders, comforting me. "Of course I did. Don't you think I know the man I love?"

Instead of letting me answer, she rolled so that we were on our sides. Immediately, she snuggled her body closer to mine, sighing contentedly.

Nope. Nope. Nope. She was not sleeping on the hardwood floors. So instead of cuddling up to her and falling asleep, got to my knees, scooped her up and went for the bedroom. Aches and pains flooded my lower body as I moved. And I knew Nessie would feel worse tomorrow after she slept on all of the aches tonight. But I'd take care of her then.

On my way down the stairs, my new hypersensitive nose picked up something. A tangy, coppery something. After a moment of trying to place it, I finally did.

Blood.

Dammit. Making a detour for the bathroom, I grabbed a towel, laid it out on the counter and set her on it. Automatically, I knew where it was coming from, but I checked the rest of her body just in case. Not finding anything, I slowly spread her legs as she groggily lazed against the mirror, What I saw made my stomach churn.

Swallowing hard, I went for the closet to grab her some panties. She was awake and examining herself when I came back. Terrified to look into her eyes, I forced myself to anyway. What I found was a smile instead of the glare I was waiting for.

"Why are you smiling?" I asked.

"Because that was amazing. And this?" she said motioning to her thighs. "This is normal for rough sex. I'll be fine tomorrow."

"Normal?"

"Well, yeah. If it's rough enough." She blushed. "Or so I've heard." Before I could say anything, she scooted forward to kiss me hard. "Don't beat yourself up. I wanted this, and I knew it was coming. I'm super happy, ok? Just let me clean up and we can go to bed. I'll meet you in there."

Shaking my head, I grabbed a wash cloth and ran it under some water. "No, I did this, I'll take care of you."

"Jacob-,"

"Nessie, please."

Closing her mouth and smiling softly, she nodded and spread her legs wider. Gently, I got her cleaned up and in her panties. Once they were on, she hopped off the counter, took my hand, and pulled me to the bed. After we were under the covers, she rolled so that her back was to me and pushed herself back until her skin met mine.

"Jacob?"

"Yeah?"

"I want you to sleep. Tonight was perfect. You didn't hurt me." She turned so that she could meet my eyes. "And I definitely want to do that again."

Closing my eyes, I wanted to cry. Instead, I wrapped my arms around her, twining my left hand with hers and pressed a kiss to her temple.

"I love you so damned much."

"I love you, too, Jacob. And I love your wolf. I have a feeling he'll take care of both of us. Tonight was exactly what we needed."

I pressed my lips to her shoulder. "Yeah, it was pretty powerful," I admitted.

"Are you hurt?" she asked quietly. "And tell me the truth. You know I'm sore."

I wanted to lie, but the way to being a man was not denying pain to look strong. It was admitting pain…and that you liked it.

"Yeah, I'll be sore tomorrow. But the good kind. Just like you will be."

I could practically hear her smile. "I'm glad you see it the same way."

I was about to say that I didn't really when something caught my attention. It was a sound, one that was eerily beautiful and echoed around the woods.

"What is that?" I asked.

Nessie gasped in delight. "The pack, Jacob. They heard you…and they're celebrating." She rolled over so that she was facing me. Her hand, when it pressed to my cheek, was warm, and I cherished it. There were tears in her eyes when she said, "I'm so very proud of you, Jacob. So, so proud."

Love swelled up in me so fast I thought I was going to bust. Hearing that from her was the most treasured thing she could ever say. All my life I had strived to make someone proud. I had never thought that I could make her proud, especially after everything that I'd done, that I hadn't done. After my actions and reactions to situations, I had felt like I was constantly kicking myself in the ass and promising myself and others that I would quite screwing up. But Nessie telling me that she was proud of me meant that she recognized everything that was going on and was still content to stay by my side. It told me that she still accepted me for everything I was, am, or ever would be. She loved me for who I was and who I had become no matter how scary I got. She would stand by me because she was proud of the man she called lover.

After we shared an equally warm kiss, she and I snuggled down into the blankets, her head on my chest, my mate safely tucked into my arms, as we both fell asleep to the sound of our pack wishing us a goodnight.

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