Easy as Breathing

The framed photo of herself and Jake laughed back at Bella from his night stand. They went to the beach with Embry and Quil the day they popped into the Taj as she and Jake were working on their motorcycles. She was so lost and broken inside. Jake gave her a reason to return from the dead once. A tear slips from the corner of her eye as she wishes to reverse time.

She flips in the strong arms cradling her. Bella brushes a few strands of hair from his brow. Her fingertips linger to trace the structure of perfection. He started growing his hair out again and she wonders if it was for her. His musky male scent assaults her senses as she runs her nose underneath his jaw.

Bella closes her eyes and basks in Jake. Home possesses a quality to soothe the soul and each breath relaxes her. "You were always enough, I was scared," she whispers before she closes her lips over his heart. "I love you Jacob," she mutters into his left pec.

Strong arms tighten around her tiny waist as her fingers dive into his shaggy hair. He bends his head closer to her. "I promised," he says with a husky whisper.

A tingling south of her navel makes her clench her thighs together. "Kiss me, chief Jacob," she pleads.

He wastes no time taking her lips with his. They share open mouth kisses as they knot their fingers in each other's hair. Jake swallows her gasp at his sharp nip to her bottom lip. Bella follows his lead as they dance together with natural grace. As easy as breathing, she could drown in this heaven.

Jake shifts her onto her back and her legs fall open. He settles between them and leans up on his elbows. She wraps her arms around his back, and she locks her ankles around his waist. Bella leans into his fingertips as they brush her wayward hair from her face. Her lips close around his thumb tracing her lips.

She moans against the digit resting against her mouth as Jake pushes his hips into her heated center. "Bella," he says and starts to pull back from her.

Her limbs tighten around his body. "Jake, please," she says before biting her lip. "Make love to me?" she asks as her cheeks heat.

Her stare fixates on his lips as his tongue darts out to lick at the plump flesh. "Are you sure?"

Bella lifts her hips to grind against the bulge between his legs. Love making with Edward was awkward as they fumbled through the process. Jake promises the closest thing to a human experience. The option for normal deserted her the moment she stepped off the plane in Washington. In a world of make-believe come true, Bella promised her heart to a vampire while her soul still remains with a werewolf.

Jake's hungry stare and his pulsing need nestled at her body's entrance confirm everything she needs to know. Her fate was sealed the moment she left with Alice. To indulge now would be a sin. Bella Cullen will willingly burn in hell to spend one night with her Jacob. He is the only man to love her imperfectly flawed humanity without the controlling need to mold her.

It's a tantalizing experience to have a strong man quiver under her fingertips. The hard muscle under soft skin of the Adonis above her tickles the flame beneath the surface. His panting breaths blow her wild hair from her face as she traces along the velvet hairy trail to the waistband of his shorts. Only the presence of Jacob gives her the courage to slip her hand into his shorts to grasp the hard heat between his legs.

Her movements are awkward as she fumbles to perform a solid stroke. She closes her teeth around one of his brown nipples to suck on the flesh. A surprised gasp loosens her hold when his warm hand closes around her entire breast and squeezes. Instinctively her hips buck at his attention to the tender globe as her head falls to the side. Warm lips closes around the tendons in her neck to drive wanton moans from her lips.

"Jake," she cries out as she pulls at the hem of the teasing barrier blocking flesh on flesh contact. The obstruction is dealt with as Jake rips the material in two to devour half of her breast. His fingers pluck at the other to draw it to a bead. Bella is disoriented under the spell of his divided attention between the two mounds.

Until the painful scream leaving her throat from the searing touch as Jake traces along the scar on her stomach. Bella slaps his hand away. The incision feels unnatural as his hot fingers singe along the blemish. He looks up from the disfigurement. "That burns," she says.

"It feels so cold," he whispers and places a kiss in the center of it before settling between her welcoming thighs. Thoughts of an appropriate response leave her conscious mind as a coarse tongue licks from her dripping entrance to her sensitive clit.

Her fingers dive into his shaggy strands as she pushes her pussy into his mouth. She arches her back as his lips capture her clit while his tongue sweetly tortures her. A massive forearm pins her bucking hips to the bed. His fingers slip between her slick folds giving her a shadow of what's to come. Edward never dared to pleasure her with his mouth, and the sensation of Jacob's attention pushes her over the edge.

Jake's name rings around his tiny room as Bella releases her excitement into his mouth. Her body quakes with mini shocks as he licks her clean. Everywhere he touches her is sensitive and threatening to push her higher. Bella's limp fingers fall without grace to thump against the bed. She barely holds her eyes open long enough to see the satisfied smirk on his face.

"Bella," he grunts as he rubs the weeping tip against her saturated snatch. The muscles in Bella's thighs jump as she fights to hold still against his tease. "Open your pretty eyes Bells."

She complies with his request and watches as he slides into her body. His movements are slow enough for Bella to get used to the intrusion. "Jake, wait. You are so much bigger."

He chuckles into her neck as she smooths her hands down his shoulders and over his back. Cradling Jacob between her thighs feels right and natural. "Bells," he groans into her shoulder.

Bella thrusts her hips up to take more of him. "Move Jake," she moans.

His pumps are slow and tender as he leads them in an intimate dance. Bella's walls relax around his mighty tool with every thrust into her supple body. The feeling of being filled to the brim with Jake overwhelms her senses. She falls into his easy rhythm like breathing. Jacob was made to fit into her glove.

"Jake?" she shrieks when he pulls back from her to lift her legs against his chest. Her fingers dig into his thigh muscles.

"Trust me Bells?" he asks with a punctuating pump.

Bella bites her bottom lip and nods. He flashes a pearl white smile at her before he picks up his pace. His rotating and shifty thrust confuse her at first until he brushes against the electrical button inside of her body. Her back arches as she moans against the electrified current he keeps sending through her system. "Jake," she cries out at the uncomfortable feeling building in the pit of her belly.

Jake gazes into her shocked stare. "Shush Bells, I got ya. Come for me," he growls as he massages against the secret spot in her depths.

"Oh fuck," she cries as her body convulses with her explosive release. Her fingers grip the sheets beneath her tightly to keep her from flying away. Bella's spasming muscles clench around Jake milking his cock. Jake grips her legs as he roars his climax.

Her legs fall limp onto the bed with a thud as Jake drops onto his forearms. He rubs his nose against hers before kissing her lips. "Stay," she says as her noodle limbs grip his massive frame as he tries to escape.

Jake laughs but settles again. "I'll crush you Bells." He gives her nose a light kiss.

"S'kay," she mumbles into his chest with a yawn. She hears his faint reply before she drifts to sleep.

Seventy-two hours in Jacob's arms isn't enough. Bella needs more, she needs every day for the rest of her human life and still she would want more. He cherished her body in ways Edward lacked. His sexual appetite was unmatchable as Bella tried to keep paces with him. She'd have a lifetime to keep up she silently vows.

She watches his magnificent sleek muscles roll under his toffee flesh as he roams about his room. "Jake, I'm leaving Edward."

Her statement stops his movements as he turns to look at her. "Seriously Bells?"

She nods her head. "Yes. Jake I -"

He cuts off her confession with his warm forefinger. "Just say you'll come back to me," he pleads.

Bella nods her head and throws herself into his arms. "Always, Jake. I promise," she says as she backs out of his arms.

"Good," he says and turns to find his cut-offs. "I have patrol but afterwards we can go get your stuff."

"No Jake. I'm going alone. I owe it to Edward," she says.

His angry growl makes her jump. "NO, Bella. Me or one of the wolves will go with you."

"Jacob, don't be like Edward. I'll be fine on my own," Bella insists.

"I don't trust him Bells," he grumbles.

Bella licks her lips as Jake's man cheeks flex when he bends over to pull up his cut-offs. He rode her hard all weekend and she still needs him. She closes her eyes against his growl. A blanket of warmth surrounds her as she melts into his chest. "You keep thinking like that and neither of us will be leaving," he says with a dark promise.

She shivers from the possibilities. Bella never wants to leave again. As soon as she tells Edward it's over she can be in Jake's arms. Jacob held her captive in an undressed oversensitive state for the entire weekend. Admittedly she was sore everywhere, but she would take him between her legs again if he asked.

Bella snaps the button closed on her jeans and picks up the shirt he wore the night before. Jake wanted her to smell like him, and even though their combined juices are leaking into her panties she still wants the extra claim. "So, I'll be back in a hour tops. What do you want for dinner?"

Jake's growl catches her attention. She quirks a brow in his direction. "I still wish you'd let me or another wolf to go with you. Bells, what if he won't let you leave?"

Bella walks into his arms and smooths the worry from his brow. "Edward wouldn't do that Jake. I'll be back, promise." She smiles and cups his cheek to bring him into her kiss. "I love you Jacob Black. I will come back to you," she vows.

The breath rushes from her lungs as he squeezes her in a bear hug. "Jake, can't breathe."

He puts her down and pulls back from her. "I love you too Bells," he says while brushing a wisp of hair behind her ear.

Bella watches Jake disappear into the dark forest before she backs away from the red house. A sense of unease coats her happiness the closer she gets to the Cullen house. The past couple of days feels like a dream. The loose fitting shirt and his come pooled in her panties say different. She wonders if her life would always be fulfilling with Jacob. He can give her more than Edward ever could, and she sees it now.

The moment Bella pulls into the driveway of the Cullen mansion gravity yanks reality in full force. Edward waits patiently with his hands buried in his pockets. Esme and Carlisle's smiles of pretend contriteness root Bella's Converses to the ground. A dose of pick-me-up hits her like a freight train before the anxiety settles in her brain. Jasper's interference endorses the weight of her naive mistakes.

"Bella, love," Edward says as he steps towards her.

She searches the members of the coven. A welcoming party isn't a subtle presentation of danger. They missed their mark if they thought Bella wouldn't know something is amiss. The grim disposition of the perfect statues reads wrong. "Come inside love," Edward coaxes.

Every neuron transmitter in her body tells her to run as she proceeds with caution. "Sit, please."

She shakes her head. On the glass coffee table lies an envelope with her name inscribed on the front in spidery calligraphy accompanied by a small wrapped square box. Inside the small parcel, lies an ostentatious necklace with a very large diamond in the center and a certificate of authenticity. Hypnotized by the threatening penmanship, Bella rips it open the enclosed letter to retrieve its contents. The thick yellow parchment paper smells of dust and age.

Dearest Isabella,

I so look forward to meeting the new Mrs. Cullen in person.

Regards,

Aro Volturi