Chapter 33 – At Last

Jake's POV

I turned away from the door as soon as it shut, walking to my room as calmly as I could. I reached my room and tried not to slam the door. I leaned against it, letting my breath come out in the little pants it needed in order to breathe. Bella was going to make me lose control. I wish I could talk to Sam. Was this how it was supposed to feel when you first found your imprint? Like you wanted to jump them every moment of the day?

My erection was throbbing painfully in my pants. I slid my hand in and corrected him so he was pointing up instead of painfully down. A memory flashed through me. Bella, in the bathroom. Bella, when she was attacked. Bella, getting ready to go down on her knees for me. My hand didn't make it back out of the pants.

I moaned out as I grabbed my cock from the base and stroked up. My eyes fluttered shut as more images of Bella assaulted me. She was naked, now. She was in the shower. Was she feeling how I was? This undeniable urge to touch? An image of Bella pleasuring herself in the shower flashed into mind and my knees almost buckled. I gave a stronger pull on my cock and groaned out.

I pressed the back of my head hard against the door. God, damn… My hand continued on, with slow, patient strokes. My heart was racing. It wasn't like I hadn't done this before. No, this had been a constant part of my life since I had turned 13 and started to mature. But the intensity… The need, it scared me. What if I couldn't control myself around Bella?

An image of laying Bella back onto the bed hit me and I gasped out, feeling my member throb rather impatiently. I increased the tempo of my strokes and it caused my breathing to speed up. I swallowed as I felt everything welling up. Images of Bella kept flashing through me, memories of how she tasted, what she sounded like. I needed to smell her again. I needed to touch her, just to feel her. What was she doing right now?-

My hand instantly came to a halt. She was right down the hallway, in the bathroom. She couldn't keep herself quiet. If she was doing something, I could hear her… Part of me felt perverted. The other part felt like an intimate soul mate that just wanted to know my partner inside out. I put myself back in my pants and then turned to ease my bedroom door open.

I tip toed to the bathroom door, even though I didn't need to. The shower was running, and she wouldn't hear anything from inside. I paused outside the door and held my breath. I could hear her breathing. It was deep, and slow. I had to wait a few moments. With my arousal, I couldn't decipher all the sounds that were running together.

Then her gasp caught my attention.

Oh god, what was she doing?... Please, give me a sign… My member throbbed painfully and I tried to ignore it.

"Oh, Jake… God, I need you," I heard her say. My heart stole away with me. She had said it as a dead whisper in the shower. I had never been so happy to be a werewolf.

"God," she whispered again. I let my imagination wander away with me. What was she doing? Was she rubbing herself? Were her hands running over her breasts? Was she up against the wall?

"Come on, baby, tell me more," I whispered, leaning my forehead against the door, trying to keep my hand from diving into my pants again. For a few moments, there was nothing but the sound of her breathing. My skin was crawling, wanting to know everything. I didn't know if I could take this anymore. Then-

"God, I can't do this," she whispered to herself. My heart fell, listening to her let out a deep breath. What was wrong? What was happening? Another moment of silence, then-

"Jake?" she called out, sounding loud, as I had been tuned into the smallest sound. In reality, she wasn't that loud. She knew she didn't have to be in order for me to hear her. I straightened up immediately. Did she know I was out here? What was I supposed to do? I froze for a what felt like an hour.

"Jake?" she asked again, a little louder this time. My heart pounded. I took in a deep breath and then put my hand on the doorknob. I tried it. It was unlocked. I was surprised.

"Yeah?" I asked, poking my head into the deeply misted bathroom. I saw her head poke out from around the curtain. Her hair was drenched, her cheeks were pink. I bit on my tongue.

"Can you… Can you stay in here, with me?" she asked, quietly. I think my mouth dropped. My eyes took in her face and then I cleared my throat, nodding very briefly before slipping into the bathroom. I shut the door behind me and locked it.

She slipped back behind the curtain and I found myself standing there, uncertain of what to do. I was trying to pull all the pieces together, but I was so lost. She cleared her voice a little and I bit on my lip before taking a step to the shower.

"Are you, ok?" I asked, not knowing what I should be asking. I took in a little breath, watching the curtain shimmer with movement. Silence greeted me. I let it go on for a minute, but then I wasn't sure if she'd heard me.

"Bells? Are you ok?" I asked, and then her head popped out of the curtain again. She looked as if she was distressed. I stepped closer to her again.

"I just… Jake, I can't handle this anymore. I need release," she whispered. Silence hung in the air for a brief two seconds, the two of us staring straight at each other. The wolf in me pounced. I pounced. I moved the last two steps to the shower and shed my pants in the process. She opened up the curtain and I jumped in with her. She shut the curtain and then turned to me. I didn't waste another second. I pushed her up against the shower wall and let my hands roam. Her hips, her sides, her stomach. Her arms, her shoulders, her hands, her thighs. I wanted to explore everywhere. She moaned out, softly.

I couldn't contain myself. I wanted to do everything to her. I wanted to hear her, to feel her. My whole body was crawling. I thrusted gently against her leg and she immediately glanced down. She looked back up at me, her cheeks going pink again.

"You're driving me crazy, Bells…" I whispered, my hands caressing her hips. Her arms were wrapped around my neck, so I wasn't too afraid of her falling. Would she like it if I talked to her? Talked to her a little… naughty? I wanted to try it. I pressed my forehead against hers.

"Are you wet for me, Bella? Are you as aroused as I am?" I asked, my fingers already making their way to their destination. She bit on her lip, looking up at me. There was something in her eyes. Daring? Arousal? Seduction? So many words came to mind, but the only thing I concentrated on was that she seemed to like what I said.

"Let me feel," I whispered, moving away from her forehead and instead I went to her ear. Something was moving inside of me. Something feral. I wanted to claim her. I wanted to make Bella mine, forever. I slipped my finger between her lips and she hissed in my ear. I drove my finger lower, towards her opening and felt her tense. My finger was doused in her juices. I cursed the shower for masking her scent. The heat, the steam, the water, everything was diluting Bella. Then again, with the water running, I'd be able to let her be louder without worrying about my dad.

The thought of hearing her made the wolf inside me pounce again. I drove my finger into her, deeply. She moaned out a little, tilting her head back. I went to her neck, kissing it and made my way up to her ear.

"You like that, baby?" I asked into her ear. She let out a soft little moan that I took as a yes. So, she liked being talk to, but didn't like talking back. I could deal with that. As long as I got to hear her. I pulled my finger out and then pressed it in again, feeling along her walls with the pad of my finger. When I couldn't get my finger to go any deeper, I wiggled the tip of it around and she cried out. She melted. I had to wrap my free arm around her to keep her from falling.

I was panting already, feeling her clenching my finger. I breathed into her shoulder as I started moving my finger in and out, in a nice, quick rhythm.

"Jake," she gasped out, and I felt one of her hands start to slide down my chest. I opened my mouth to answer but she used her other hand to dig her nails into my back and she dragged across the expanse of my shoulders.

"Ahhh," I groaned out a little, my finger giving pause inside her for a moment. It was the time she needed in order to snake her hand down and grab hold of me. She squeezed me and drew her hand up and down. I was the one who melted now.

"Jesus, Christ, Bella," I gasped out, using my free hand to brace it against the shower wall at her head. Apparently touching me gave her the strength to stand up on her own. I was dizzy with ecstasy and was surprised when her lips found mine. I kissed her back, my tongue searching through her mouth as she slid her hand up and down on me. Then she pulled away a little and went to my ear.

"Jake, move your finger… please," she ground out and I immediately started moving my forgotten finger. "Yes, right there…" she said and my knees nearly gave way again. I started thrusting my finger in and out, trying to increase the tempo of my thrusts so she would increase the tempo of her strokes.

"God, Jake!" she cried out a little and I felt her body trying to shy away from my finger. Oh, no, not this time. I thought to myself, feeling her body edging towards the brink of an orgasm. I flattened my body against hers to keep her pinned and thrusted my finger endlessly inside her. I flattened my palm a little so I would also hit her clit, guaranteeing her peak. Her nails dug into my shoulder again and her strokes on my cock slowed as I felt her breathe in. Her back arched against the bathroom wall and I felt her nails break skin.

"Ahhh," I groaned out a little, giving a last few hard thrusts before she shattered. She cried out, louder than I should have let her, and her whole body went lax. I wrapped my arm around her again, keeping a soft, slow rhythm with my finger to bring her down. Her body was shaking, her breath was hectic. I finally pulled my hand away and let the water wash away what remained of her on my finger. I brought the same hand up and stroked her cheek, watching her. She looked up as she pulled her fingers out of my skin and I glanced to look at it. Little beads of blood formed and she gasped out.

"I'm so sorry," she said and I laughed a little, leaning back so the water would wash away the blood. I looked down at her and pressed my forehead against hers.

"It'll heal in a minute," I whispered, huskily. Lust flooded through her eyes again and she remembered her hand on my shaft. I opened my mouth to tell her not to worry about it, but she was already stroking again. I gritted my teeth a little and shut my eyes, feeling the pleasure roll through me.

Her hand stroking over me was bliss. She handled me like she knew me inside and out. She wasn't too gentle, she had the perfect grip. She stroked up, up, up to the head, and then pressed her hand all the way back down. Within seconds, I was panting. I grabbed her wrist to stop her but she refused, shaking me off. She turned me so I was leaning against the wall now. Her body was flush against mine and I slid my hand between us to cup her breast. I closed my eyes, trying to suppress the already raging orgasm that was trying to take over my body. I gritted my teeth a little before I couldn't handle it any more.

"No, Bella, no, stop," I whispered, using more force this time to try and stop her. She wouldn't give in. She pressed her lips hard against mine, mumbling 'why' against them. I couldn't keep from slipping my tongue into her mouth for a thorough run down.

"Bella, please!" I cried out, grabbing her wrist now and yanking it off me. She kept at the kiss, moving her lips against mine hungrily. I was still fighting back the orgasm.

"Why? Jacob, why? I want you to, please. I want you to fuck me," she said. After a millisecond, we both stopped. She put her hand over her mouth, gasping. I almost couldn't believe she'd said that. I blinked, the orgasm fading as I looked into her eyes.

"Bella… Do you really want to?" I asked, looking deeper into her eyes. After a moment of soul searching, she pulled her hand away from her mouth and gave a little nod at me.

"Yes, I do. I want to, Jake," she said. I couldn't help a weak smile as I brought my hand up and stroked her cheek.

"Then the shower is not the place for us, baby… Come on," I said, and grabbed her hand. I turned off the water and opened the curtain, helping her out of the shower. I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around her before going to the bathroom door and peaking out. After seeing no sign of my father, I pulled Bella down the hallway, and closed my bedroom door behind us. Still naked, I locked the door and then turned to her.

She was already facing me, her hands gripping the towel around her. She was biting on her lip. The next moment, the towel slipped to the floor. I stepped closer to her as she took a step towards me. I reached my arms out and touched her hips, pulling her flush up against my body.

"Are you sure you want to do this tonight, Bells? We can wait..." I said, nudging her nose and looking at her. Fierce determination, acceptance and... love, greeted me through her eyes. She nodded.

"I want to do this with you, right now, Jake," she said, starting to move back towards the bed. As we reached it, I laid her down. She slid up the bed a little and for a moment, I just wanted to pounce on her. I willed the wolf within me to relax. I needed Bella's first time to be absolutely perfect. As perfect as a first time could be.

"Tell me. If I do anything wrong, tell me," I said, kissing her temple before sliding my hand down between her legs. I felt her tense a little as I eased my finger inside her. She was still wet, unbelievably wet. I swallowed, sliding my finger in and out of her as she began to breathe a little heavier. Her hand went to the back of my head, her fingertips stroking through my hair.

"Jake?" she asked, her voice sounding like heaven through the darkness.

"Yeah?" I asked, pulling back to look down at her.

"I don't think I need much more preparation," she said, a coy smile on her face. I couldn't help but grin.

"My, my, we are impatient," I said, pulling my hand away. I masked my true feelings with sarcasm. The truth was, I was completely nervous about doing this to Bella. Both of us were virgins. We didn't know what we were doing.

But I would try my best.

I reached over to my bedside table and opened the drawer, pulling out a condom. I sat back and ripped the wrapper open, then put it on. All the while, I could feel Bella's eyes on me. I looked up once I was done and saw her eyes bright and wanting. I wanted to jump her. I moved back between her legs.

I grabbed hold of myself, hovering above her on my knees. Her legs were spread around me, her hand was on the back of my neck, gripping tightly. I glanced into her eyes. Then stared into them. She bit on her lip again, arching her back a little. The girl was going to try and drive me insane.

I positioned myself right at her entrance and then took in a soft breath. She closed her eyes and I followed suit. I pressed in. I swallowed hard as I felt her start to take me in. I reigned in all my control, trying so hard not to just drive straight into her.

"Faster, Jake."

Especially when she said something like that. I bit on my lip as I slid in deeper. It became harder to press in. She gasped out a little and I eased up. She let out a breath and I opened my eyes, watching her. Her face showed no true pain, just worry. I continued. Then the pain flashed over her face.

"Bells-"

"Jake, just do it. Please, just go," she whispered out. I growled out a little and tried to ease myself into her quickly, but not roughly. She cried out a little and I felt fear shoot through me. I went to stop-

"No! Just go the rest of the way," she whisper-cried. I shut my eyes and pressed pass that final barrier. I felt her slip, then expland. She cried out once more as I pressed completely against her now. I let out a deep breath, panting. I hadn't even realized her nails had been digging into the back of my neck. She relaxed her grip a little now. Her body started to relax after another minute. I felt fear coursing through me as I opened my eyes.

I stroked her hair back, tucking it behind her ear as I watched her. Her eyes were still shut, and she was breathing in deeply through her nose. I felt evil, in that moment. I was the worst thing that had ever happened to Bella.

Then her eyes opened. She smiled a little. My mouth dropped open a little.

"Bells, tell me what to do," I said, looking deep into her eyes. She leaned up a little and kissed me. I held onto the fear. I held onto the worry.

As long as I could, anyways. The woman's mouth overtook mine. So much compassion, so much love. She was devouring my mouth. I slid my hand into her hair in the back and pulled her closer, tilting my head to the side so I could get deeper into her mouth. Both her hands were running through my hair, gripping it, stroking it, pulling it.

"Move, Jake," she moaned out against my lips. A sliver of worry went through me, but my hips obeyed her. I pulled back a little and then thrusted in, ever so slowly. Bella slipped back down to lay on the bed. I opened my eyes and watched her. She tilted her head away, her eyes shut, biting on her lip. Her back was arched a little. When my pelvis touched hers, sending me completely inside her again, she moaned. I leaned down to her ear.

"It feels ok?" I asked, nibbling on her ear. She nodded a little, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"It feels best when you move," she said, opening her eyes to look at me. I grinned a little and braced a hand by her head, on the bed. I began to pull out again and watched as her mouth formed into a small 'O' before I began my journey back into her. Odd, seductive, feminine noises came from her mouth, and I tried to memorize them all. She slipped her hands to my back and began raking her nails across me. I hissed a little and thrusted into her a little faster than I had been.

Everything happened so fast.

"Oh, yes," she gasped out. Her muscles clenched around me and I felt the wolf throw my conscience to the backseat. I used my free hand to slide down her waist and I gripped her hip, thrusting back into her. She cried out softly, her back arching. I panted out, withdrawing again.

"Yes, Jake, more," she continued. I felt feral. I needed to claim her. I needed rough, passion, control. I pressed my forehead against her, even as her hand on the back of my neck pulled me closer. I thrusted in, out, in, out. Every time my body met hers, she moaned, or cried out, or gasped. Her sounds drove me further. I felt something building up in the put of my stomach.

"God, Bella. I need-"

"Take me, Jake. Take what you need from me," she whispered into my ear, so passionately. I growled out a little and moved to her shoulder. I tried to gain back some ounce of control over my body, but she had me drugged. I put my mouth on the crook between her neck and shoulder and sucked on her as I thrusted faster.

Her back arched and I slipped my arm under her, pulling her up closer. She got tighter around me and I broke contact with her neck, crying out a little.

"God, Bells," I groaned, resting my forehead on her shoulder as I kept going.

"Oh Jake, please don't stop," she mumbled out. I felt her breath on my shoulder, coming in fast spurts. Was she close to coming again? This time, when my pelvis met hers, I grinded into her. Instead of pulling in and out, I just rubbed against her, pressing on her sensitive nub.

"Jake!" she cried, her nails in my back once more. I groaned out and started thrusting again, making sure to keep hitting her in the right spot.

Before I knew it, she was nearly up off the bed in my arm. She was crying out, shuddering in my hold. In turn, her walls compressed in on me and within two strokes, I came with her. I groaned into her shoulder, clenching my teeth a little. The orgasm raked over my body, taking everything from me. I made sure I didn't put my weight on her, but it was difficult to hold myself up.

I stayed buried inside her, not wanting to leave. I kissed her shoulder, my eyes still forced shut, my breath still coming at a pant. Hers was the same. I felt her fingers stroking through my hair again. Then her voice.

"Relax, Jake... Lay on me," she whispered. I wanted to fight her, but she wore the pants in this relationship at the moment. I scooted around a little until I could lay on her without feeling like all my weight was on her chest. She breathed out heavily, but the pressure seemed to calm her. Her fingers skipped along my back, smoothed over my shoulders. I continued placing my kisses wherever I could reach.

It was the last thing I remembered before darkness.