Chapter 13 I'm Ready. I Love You.

"Edward?"

"Jacob?" he answered, his golden eyes flickering with relief that he was awake.

"Where am I?" he asked, opening his beautiful brown eyes slowly.

"Our room. I carried you here after Sam and the others left."

"Why aren't you wearing a shirt?" he asked, studying him where he sat on the edge of the bed.

"It was covered in your blood. I had to burn it. Your blood might not tempt my family, but it does tempt me. Not to drink it. I just like the smell. It's nice. Woodsy. I just haven't grabbed another shirt yet."

"Oh," Jacob said, taking his hand in his and pulling him closer.

"I'm glad."

Edward smiled, pulling him closer this time when Jacob kissed his lips gently.

Then he stiffened when his dark hands started to touch and caress his pale chest, pulling away reluctantly.

"Are you absolutely sure that this is what you want, Jacob?"

"Of course, Edward. Don't you want it to?"

"More then anything else. I just don't want to feel like I'm pushing you before you're ready for it."

"I'm ready. I love you."

"As I love you."

He smiled, enjoying the heated-look on Edward's face when he pulled his own shirt off, throwing it to the floor quickly.

Then Jacob groaned as his hands touched his chest, Edward pushing him back to lie on the bed gently, straddling his waist.

They were both completely relaxed, running their hands over the other's bare-skin, learning what the other felt like.

Then Jacob moaned faintly as Edward pressed his cold lips to his neck, trailing them down to his chest, gasping as his mouth closed over his left nipple, sucking and licking eagerly.

"Oh god, Edward," he whispered, pulling him even closer.

"Never stop, please…"

He smiled as Jacob moved underneath his body restlessly as he sucked harder, stopping when he realized that the other man's hands were at his waist-level.

"Want off," he pleaded, unable to form full-sentences.

"Need to feel you. All of you."

Edward nodding, sitting up reluctantly to remove the rest of his clothing, Jacob doing the same quickly.

Then he lay back down, closing his eyes and sighing with pleasure as Edward lay atop him again.

He shuddered, moaning and moving with him as he rocked his hips against his, the pleasure spiking fast as their cocks rubbed together, creating an almost painful-friction as they sped up the motion unconsciously.

"Edward," he groaned loudly.

"Ugh, I can't handle this torment. Touch me, please…"

Edward nodded, pulling back, reaching out a pale hand to stroke his erection gently, his eyes shining with strong emotion as he touched his lover.

Then he straddled him again, enjoying Jacob's loud gasps and moans as he spread his legs wider, pushing himself down onto his cock, sheathing the shifter in the tight coldness of himself, groaning as well as he felt Jacob come inside him explosively, following after him quickly, laying down between Jacob's legs with his head on his shoulder, not wanting to pull away ever, loving the feel of the other man deep inside him, feeling complete, filled with love and contentment.

Jacob smiled, reaching a still-shaking hand up to stroke Edward's soft, honey-colored hair tenderly, sighing happily.

"I love you, Edward…"

"I love you, Jake…"