-Emmett POV
Emmett was the angriest he had ever been in his life. Jacob had taken the man he loved, and now he was doing Gods knew what to him. Ignoring what his family said, he followed the pair into the woods. He understood Blaine's reasons for leaving, he didn't understand why. Why he couldn't just let them kill Jacob. It would be so easy, however he had sworn never to go against what Blaine wanted. If this was what his love wanted he would go with it. Blaine had said to trust him and that was what he was going to do.
However, he did not trust Jacob, which explained why he was following the wolf. It took every ounce of control he had to do this and not attack. Jacob did not make this easy. First, he told Blaine that he was going to rape him. Then when they got a little further Jacob had tripped over a rock and attack Blaine. The only thing that stopped Emmett from attacking when he heard Blaine cry out was that it an accident. He could see with his heightened senses that Blaine had pushed his arm forward when Jacob bit down. Of course he didn't care for Jacob's total ignorance of the wound he had caused, accident or not.
After Jacob had taken Blaine inside his home, Emmett had to leave. From inside he could hear, Blaine's screams. They were muffled as though they came from under a pillow and he knew exactly what was happening. He wanted nothing more than to go in there and rip off Jacob's head. The sacrifice Blaine was making was too great, but it was his choice.
Emmett ran back home as fast as he could. Sobs echoing throughout his entire body. It hurt. Just the simple act of existing hurt as though he was being tortured by Jane of the Volturi. He didn't want to live like this. For a half moment, he considered suicide. It was the only time he had ever considered such a thing. However, the moment the thought formed he rejected it. He needed to trust Blaine which meant waiting. Nothing good in life came without sacrifice, and as far as Emmett was concerned Blaine was the best thing he had ever encountered. This was the price he was going to pay. Once again, he was going to have to learn patience.
-Blaine POV
Ow. Blaine felt as though he had been tortured. The pain that was wracking his body made him groan with every breath he took. He was cold because of the sweat that covered his body, all of it was Jacob's though. Blaine himself had hardly participated, it was easy enough to just lie back and take what Jacob was giving him. It had hurt a lot, but it was for the greater good. When all of this was over he knew that he was going to end up in Emmett's arms without anyone having to die.
It was magic, magic that bound the wolf to Jacob, magic that made Jacob imprint on him, and it was going to be magic that saved him. He would have to endure Jacob until his birthday, and then he would perform a spell that broke the imprint. It was risky, and even after being raped he had to admit he felt a little bad for doing it to Jacob, but this was what he had to do.
Jacob had fallen asleep an hour ago, seven hours of sex takes a lot out of a man, even if that man is a werewolf. Blaine couldn't sleep though, he was in too much pain. He tried to to get up, he remembered that there were some painkillers in the bathroom. He also wanted to get a towel. The place that Jacob had violated was leaking blood and seed. His arm had stopped bleeding, but it was still open. Jacob had not gotten him any wrapping or bandages for it and he was scared of getting an infection.
When Blaine tried to get up though, it elicited a growl from Jacob, who woke up immediately.
"Where are you going puppy?" Blaine rolled his eyes. Jacob had started using that term for him the first time he came inside of Blaine. Whether it was a term of endearment for wolves or simply Jacob expressing his wish for Blaine to be a wolf too, he wasn't sure. All he knew is that the term was irritating and creepy at the same time. Like calling a human lover 'toddler.'
Jacob was looking at him with a raised eyebrow, Blaine wasn't sure why. Since the abduction, Blaine had not said one word to Jacob, or anyone for that matter. It was childish yes, but if Jacob was going to call him kid names, he may as well act the part.
"I said. Where are you going puppy?" He emphasized this by tightening his grip on Blaine's hip. He was doing this to try and coax an answer, which he was not going to receive. At least not verbally. He held up his damaged arm in response, and once again tried to slid out of bed. Jacob prevented this by placing even more pressure on the hip. It hurt, but Blaine was not going to give the satisfaction of a response.
"You shouldn't have fought against me. I am sorry that I hurt you, because that is never what I've wanted to do Blaine. You need to learn though that I am the Alpha, I am your mate, and I am who you belong with. If you would've just given yourself to me, we could have avoid all of this. I'm going to get you something to wrap your arm up. When I get back...Blaine just let my wolf do what it needs to."
Jacob's voice held with it the slightest regret, as though he was sorry for the pain, but not the act itself. Blaine was sorry about all of it. In a perfect world he would be in Emmett's arms right now. He would be safe and pain free. He knew that couples unhappy in their relationships often thought of someone else when they were having sex, but Blaine could not even escape into that fantasy. Jacob had been so rough and...animalistic that if he though about Emmett, he would never be able to touch the vampire again. As it stood, if he had had a choice, he certainly would've marched right out of the room he was in and left Jacob forever. That would only accomplish another moment of joy followed by one of despair when the wolf came to claim him again.
Jacob came back in, bringing with him some bandages. They were the kind that were cloth and came with the little metal clamps to seal them shut. He also carried gauze, rubbing alcohol, and some towels. Blaine cringed, he knew this was going to hurt. Jacob knelt beside him and took his arm a little roughly, making Blaine wince.
"Sorry. This will sting a bit, but we took too long, I don't want you to get gangrene or anything."
We. Like Blaine had a choice in anything that had happened since the night before. Despite trying to keep silent with Jacob, when the alcohol hit his raw nerves he let out a whimper. It felt like that clear fluid was hydrochloric acid. Someone at the plant had made a mistake. The only thing that kept him from crying out, was the thought that Emmett might be outside listening. Jacob then spent the next five minutes scrubbing the wound of dried blood, placing gauze, and wrapping it tight. Blaine had never had a wound scrubbed before. It was worse than the alcohol and he moaned the entire time.
"The wound is going to start bleeding again, now that I've cleaned it. Remind me in a little while so I can change the dressing." Jacob's voice was flat, but Jacob Jr. wasn't.
Blaine was disgusted that even something as non-sexual as wound cleaning could arouse the man. Jacob took Blaine's good hand and started kissing his wrist, inhaling the scent there.
"You smell so good Blaine." Jacob's voice was thick with lust as he made his way further up Blaine's arm. His lips were warm and wet. Blaine tried to pull his arm back, but Jacob held on tighter. He had reached Blaine's neck now, where the mating mark remained from weeks before. He was sucking and kissing on the scar, his teeth lightly nipping. Once again Blaine tried to pull back, but Jacob reached up and wrapped his finger around the back of his neck, holding him still.
"Don't pull away baby. You know that in the end I'll win." Blaine knew that he was right. Jacob was stronger and would always be able to overpower him, but a pride deep inside his heart broke through. He struggled against Jacob's grasp, trying to break the grip. Both his hands came up to push against the wolf's chest. Okay, of all stupid ideas this had to make top five. Do not try to over power a wolf, and if you have to, make sure it's not an alpha wolf.
Jacob growled, a deep sound that shook his chest. Immediately, his grip became bruising on Blaine's neck. He used the grip to pull Blaine back onto the bed. He restrained Blaine's arms with his free one, and started biting his neck harder. Finally, with pop the teeth broke through his neck again. Goddamn it! Blaine was so tired of the pain this man caused him. As well as his perversity, Jacob was grinding his erection into Blaine's stomach while he was licking the reopened neck wound. Enough was enough. Blaine wanted to call out for Emmett. He had no doubt that the vampire would come to his rescue, and rip the head off the wolf trying to fuck him again. To hell with Jacob, he obviously didn't care about Blaine so why should he worry about the others life? He was about to call out when Jacob whispered in his ear.
"I love you baby. I know it's bad right now and I'm sorry, but I love you." His voice was soft, it was the Jacob he had fallen in love with when they first met. It wasn't the wolf. The body was still under the animals control, trying to get inside Blaine's opening. Jacob was there though, and he loved Blaine. How could he wish death upon someone who loved him?
-Jacob POV
Rationality had broken through for a second. He was able to tell Blaine the truth before lust took over again. All he thought about was being inside of Blaine. When he had been making love to Blaine earlier, it was like he had died and gone to heaven. Blaine had struggled a little, but Jacob just had to assert his dominance. It was easy to overpower the human and make him submit.
Right now he was doing the same thing. Blaine had tried to push him away, but he just had to hold Blaine's arms and poof, no more resistance. Some people might say that it was wrong, but Mother Nature had picked out Blaine just for him. Out of all the people in the world, Blaine was chosen to be his mate. Which meant that Blaine could take what Jacob was giving. And goddamn did it feel good to be giving it to Blaine. It was true that he had only had sex once before, so his comparison pool was a little shallow, but this was...there was no way to describe it.
Maybe it was a little more force than was necessary, but when Jacob slid into Blaine's opening it felt like he was completing himself. Half of his soul was in himself, and half in his mate, and making love was the way they came together. As he ground into Blaine, the latter groaned a little. Grimacing at the pain, and for this Jacob felt a little bad, but sex always hurt a little at first right? Besides, Jacob wasn't exactly tiny. The wolf gene had given him a endowment that no one could complain about. All eleven inches were caressed by Blaine's velvet opening and it made Jacob groan too, however this sound was made in pleasure. How could something that felt so right be wrong?
Now, Jacob didn't know how long humans lasted when they were having sex, but when a wolf mates with it's imprint it was only too easy to give in to an orgasm.
"Goddamn Blaine. You're so tight, so good." He moaned as he got closer. He picked up the pace of his grinding, muttering obscenities until finally with a scream of Blaine's name and a growl Jacob came. He let out a hiss of breath that ended in a snarl as he finished releasing his load into his mate. His toes curled and he bit Blaine's neck softly.
"Fuck baby, that was mind blowing." He said through his teeth. It was the truth too, his mind was swirling a little bit. He felt the sheets moving beneath him, Blaine was trying to cover himself. This bothered him, there was nothing private between them anymore, they shared everything, and that included bodies. When he reached over to pull the sheets of of his mate again, he noticed that Blaine's stomach was clean, he wasn't even hard. This angered him even more. How could he have just experienced the most perfect moment of his existence and Blaine be unresponsive? It wasn't that he felt like he had ignored Blaine's needs, it was more a matter of how did he not cum?
"What's wrong baby? Didn't you like that." He asked softly, rimming Blaine's ear with his tongue. Nothing...silence. Blaine didn't respond, he was silent. Now that Jacob thought on it, he didn't think that he had heard a word from Blaine, since they had left the leech's house. Why wasn't his imprint talking to him? He couldn't be mad anymore could he? What the fuck had the leech done to him that he wanted ignore Jacob?