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Playing Imprint

Hot And Fast

Mumford and Sons - Little Lion Man

It was black outside still and there was no sign of the sun coming up. Jacob was gone. I felt moisture in the air. It was probably raining. I wanted to hear it. I wanted to hear rain and music and -. I was interrupted by a flash of light from the window. Did someone have a flashlight outside? I looked out the window to see what that was. But there was nothing. I got up and headed for the door and saw light flash in Jacob's room again.

I cautiously left the room and walked out to the porch to see where the flashes of light were coming from. As I opened the door a gale of wind whipped at me, carrying cold rain. I pulled the door closed behind me feeling the cold wind and rain pelt my skin. It was refreshing. After numbness and pain and fear, this was an angry symphony coming down on me. I stepped out from under the porch cover and the full force of the rain beat down on me. I experienced it fully. I saw lightening strike a tree a few meters from me. A flash of flame ignited before being snuffed out as the top of the tree crashed to the ground. I felt a small vibration below me when it struck. The storm had to be above me then. My heart beat out of my chest.

I felt alive again. Victoria had met me face on, I had fought back and I was still alive. I hadn't succeeded alone. But I was sure I had defended myself better than any other human had ever done. I wasn't useless. I was strong. And because I was strong, I would find a way to live without my hearing. A smile sprung to my lips. I was going to be okay. I was going to live. I was going to feel good again. My skin was beginning to feel raw and it was reaffirming. If I could still feel pain like this, I could still feel pleasure. I would feel a good many things. Like Jacob.

Lightning stuck again, making my heart race and a tingle trace through me. It was beautiful! My breath was lost in it's power and beauty. I had focused so much of my energy pushing away feelings for Jacob and Edward. Pushing possible away pain. That made me a coward. I wasn't going to be a coward anymore. I would face the imprint. I was told it would bring me happiness. Last night Jacob and the imprint had brought me so much comfort. My smile grew into a goofy grin and I spun around in the rain happily feeling the wind whip around me, my heavy cold wet clothes clung to me.

I had accepted all that Jacob had given me last night. It wasn't just physically holding me. There was a life force that he had shared. I felt whispers of it during sex before, but cut the circuit. Last night it had flowed back and forth between us freely. It had only flowed from him to me before. I hadn't opened up to anything more before. I jumped when a bolt of lightening struck only a matter of feet from me. I knew I should go inside, but it was awe inspiring.

I watched with rapt attention, my thoughts were clear and eloquent. He had imprinted on me In February. It was now August. I hadn't realized I was fighting it. A part of me had wanted to slowly fall apart after Edward had left me. A part of me wanted to experience him again. But at the hospital, his presence had been empty. I loved the memory of him. But he had hurt me too much and viewed me too pathetically to want him anymore. I watched lightening strike over the house and felt a shiver run through my body. I couldn't tell if it was the cold or fear. But strangely, I liked it. I had said I hated the cold and wet. But Jacob would warm me again. I could revel in it knowing that I had Jacob to hold me later. I felt a prick of fear knowing how much I needed him and that he had so much power over me. But he would never hurt me. I had actively tried not to know him. But I was growing to know him. And he had stuck by me when I was doing the dumbest things with my life. He had been patient and kind and loving and so many good things. He wouldn't desert me in the woods like Edward had. He was nothing like Edward. I could trust him.

A tall dark figure appeared in front of me. My heart skipped a beat but when lightning struck again, I could see Jacob's concerned face. I gave him a bright smile and threw myself at him. I was excited to see him. He pulled me back to look at me and talk. I couldn't see his lips in the dark anyway. I led him back to the house with a goofy grin. Inside the house I kissed him passionately and pulled away to smile at him. Two of his friends followed us into the house looking as though they thought I had completely lost it. I felt a laugh but I was too excited to try to talk with him. I held up one finger to indicate that he wait. I ran to my oversized purse in his room to pull out my white marker board and marker. I stumbled back feeling my balance betray me for a moment. He was frowning when I came in and looking worried that something was very wrong. I gave him my best reassuring smile. I was trembling as I wrote on the board.

I'm going to be okay!

I held it up for him to see. He seemed to relax a little. I wiped the board and actively ignored his friends. I then wrote a simple message and held the board up with a sheepish smile.

I fucked up.

I could feel the room lighten. I saw his friends chuckling at me but still didn't pay enough attention to them to even see which friends they were. I gave them the finger and turned my attention back to Jacob. He was biting a lip trying not to laugh but clearly still worried. I used my hand to wipe the board again and wrote again.

I didn't trust you and refused to know you.

I held up the board and saw him stiffen as he read my words. I wanted him to understand. His friends were starting to look uncomfortable. They were realizing they were watching an intimate moment. When Jacob had comforted me last night and right now, it felt more intimate than sex had felt with him. Opening up was one of the most terrifying things a person can do and I was putting all of my cards on the table one message at a time. I rubbed the board clean and became aware of the lump in my throat the tears threatening me. But I'd cried enough. This wasn't the time for tears. I wrote my next message.

I was scared. But now I get it.

My body shivered and again, I couldn't tell if it was the cold or the moment as I held the board up for him. He read it and stared at me. He opened his mouth and I watched his lips carefully.

'What were you doing out in the storm?'

He asked me. The lightening flashed in my mind again. I took a moment to breathe slowly and figure out what it was that drew me to it. I focused on my voice carefully. Hoping I got this right.

'Lightning. Hot, fast, beautiful and overpowering. I run away from it in my dreams. I expect to get burned like Edward shattered me like ice. You...the imprint...are lightning. I wouldn't be fried by it if I kept a safe distance from it. Tonight I went to see the lightning.'

I gave him a small timid smile and held my breath waiting for his reaction. When he didn't respond I feared he didn't understand my deaf speech or it worse, it didn't accept it. But I knew he wouldn't leave me. So I could be brave and wait.

I didn't see him move. I felt myself swept up in his arms and he was kissing me. My senses were filled with Jacob. I clung to him with all my stength. He thrust his tongue into my mouth and I sucked it deeper wanting him to fill me. My back hit a door. I breathed through my nose and was too drunk in his presence filling my senses to register which door and which room. My limbs wrapped around him my hands hungrily reached down to undo his pants to find he was wearing sweatpants. I ripped down and he assisted ripping them off. I reached for his erection not wanting another moment to pass without him inside me. But found my clothing was a barrier. Usually we had foreplay and carressed each other. But my body screamed demands at me.

'Now!'

I felt my voice growl frustrated by my leggings and underwear being in the way. I didn't register the rest of my clothes as they weren't holding barriers between him being inside of me. I felt a rumble in his chest and his hands under my butt holding me against the door. My cold wet leggings and underwear disintegrated from my skin hanging from my lower limbs. I pulled myself further up his body to accommodate his length and reached down to guide him into my folds. I then dropped down on him and felt my entire body shudder at the sudden invasion of his full length filling me. Heat and pleasure confused me as I could have sworn I could hear it roar inside me. It was the closest to a sound I had heard in a long time. I needed him to take me. I was on the pill but always used condoms liking the barrier between bodies. It made me feel safer. But right now, I wanted him to spurt into me. To fill my need.

'Cum now!'

I ordered into his ear. I wondered if it was loud or breathless or demanding. But didn't care. I would probably be embarrassed by my behaviour later. I didn't care if I orgasmed. I just needed to feel him inside me cumming right now. He pulled me back from the door, lifting me by the hips and bringing me up and down against his hips. He pulsed inside of me and I felt pleasure with every movement. This was unlike sex had ever been before. I actually cared that he enjoyed. I felt his heartbeat against me. His heat. His strength. His love. My orgasm was building with his faster than I had ever felt one build. I didn't know my body could do that. I was stunned and pleased by his hands holding my butt and hips lifting and bringing me down around him. I felt his rhythm lose it's steady frantic pace and slow to firm movements holding me longer against him between lifting me again and soon a shudder as I felt him cum inside. Knowing that he had cum aroused me and pulled me over the edge and and my walls clamped around him my uterus and vagina exploding out from me. I think I cried 'Jake', but I couldn't be sure. He managed to return to pulling in and out of me easing me through my orgasm. Each of his movements triggered another spasm so that I felt a series of orgasms taking over my body. I knew there were noises coming from me and felt a blush as this orgasm lasted long after Jacob was finished. This was new.

I finally collapsed against him feeling his body pulsating inside and around me. I felt heat and tingling radiating from my uterus down through my vulva and thighs. It was so much better than a hot soothing shower. My entire body was jelly against him. He continued to stand holding me for sometime, locked in embrace with him still inside me. I felt his breath on my back and enjoyed it. I couldn't hear his breathing. But feeling it was the next best thing. I was suddenly aware that my throat was sore and overworked.

Jacob moved to look at me holding my face between his hands and balancing me on his hips. My legs wrapped tighter around him holding me up.

'That...was a long orgasm Bella.'

I wasn't sure if it was a statement or a question. It had probably pushed a minute long. I blushed and moved to hide my face in his shoulder but he held me and gave me a quick kiss.

'Don't be embarrassed.' He cocked his eyebrow and grinned. 'I'm just jealous.'

I felt his body rock with soft laugher. He brought me down onto his bed and laid down with me. I frowned looking up at him as he leaned up on his elbow.

'Was I loud?'

I watched his face grin mischievously.

'You rang out like an opera singer honey. Every werewolf and most of La Push heard that.'

He continued talking but I buried my face in his shoulder. I thought about the storm and looked up at him angrily.

'You liar! Storm!'

He broke into laughter and I hit him with a pillow. He pulled me against him and hugged him and I reluctantly settled against him. I felt safe and warm and protected. I wasn't ready to become a complete sap. But I would enjoy these moments of refuge in future. We don't have to be strong and determined all of the time. Everyone needs to be taken care of sometimes. Even Jacob, as strong as he was had friends to take care of him. I reasoned with myself.

Jacob pulled off the last of my clothing and pulled me onto his chest. I curled into Jacob and let him stroke my hair and trace fingers down my body. I pulled a sheet over me but he pulled it away. I felt him grunt. I felt his eyes moving down my body and sensed possessiveness. I wonder what he had been saying while we were having sex. He could have said anything he wanted and I wouldn't have heard him. I was curious but accepted that I would never know.

I noticed the lightning again and happily watched the flashes of light hitting the room. My hair was almost dry and the cold and wet of my body had been made hot and clammy. I enjoyed our limbs twisted over each other. As though we were trying to merge through osmosis. I wanted to stay like this forever.

AN: A little short. By the time I finished the sex scene, I realized that there wasn't much space for the next piece I wanted to put in and I'm not energetic enough to make a chapter that long. You've waited long enough for a lemon with all the fade to black sex scenes that have happened in this story. I didn't want to give any of the other sex too much emphasis and the best way to do that was to not describe it. Hope it works for you.