Night Prey
The door slams shut as Jake eats the distance to David's truck with ease. Aiyanna follows closely behind. His steps falter for a moment as the girl stumbles behind him. He turns quickly, unsettling the poor girl. Jake reaches forward and grabs her hips to steady her. "Be careful," he growls and turns in a dismissive manner.
He catches the slight redness, the smudge of pink, the Spirits are testing him, trying to break his resolve. A picture of his middle finger is sent skyward as he pulls her bags from the cab. Trapped inside his racing mind, Jake is offset and stumbles backwards as her light bag smacks him in the chest. Instinct and adrenaline has Jake turning in time to catch the girl millimeters from the gravel. "Are you trying to hurt yourself?" he gruffs.
Jake stands her on her feet. The tremor is slight, but noticeable to him. Her shirt slips from the twisted knot she mindlessly folds it into. His eyes narrow as her tongue moves achingly slowly, but her words are amplified. "Jake, you have to beli..e..v..e m…..e."
Jake pivots on his heel and spins her to press her against the door. She doesn't notice his hand slamming against the truck with a crack, or his weight rocking the vehicle. He breathes deeply the scent of anxiety, allowing the animal to hover closer to the surface. Anna's gasping shock is a reassurance of her flight instincts. The wild look in Anna's stare reiterates the awareness of how fast she can be manipulated, and she's scared.
Jake clenches his jaw tighter, showing her he means business. She might carry a red mark on her jaw from his fingertips as a reminder of who she is in fact dealing with now. Anna grips his wrist as he pulls her higher onto her tiptoes. "Liar," he breathes into her ear.
Her tiny body shakes against his hulking frame. "No, Jake, I swear. When I met you I didn't know who you were. I was just as surprised to see you," she chokes around his vice-like grip.
Jake's voice is a low menacing sound. "But you knew about the marriage."
She nods her head as her labored breaths come from her nose. "My dad told me he was finally rid of me, so I assumed. But I swear, I didn't know it was you."
Jake brings her slowly to her feet, but he doesn't let her go. "Why didn't you tell your dad about the baby?"
She gargles a malicious chuckle, "Are you kidding? And risk having him find out I'm not a virgin anymore? You're fucking crazy," her laugh is shaky. He remembers the coppery iron smell, but no residue. Jake couldn't recollect washing his balls before he face planted for the night, but he also thought he was fucking Bella, so his memory is suspect.
Jake jerks his hand from her and rakes it through his hair. He can't help the hysterical laugh simmering in his stomach, and he doubles over laughing so hard he cries. This can't be happening, he has to be dreaming; all he has to do is pinch himself. Reality hits hard - Anna, pup, marriage; Bella, Edward, treaty line. The tangible in front of him, the fantasy a faded memory behind him, and the Green Mile is a pretty long row to walk.
He turns from the girl and walks back into the house. "Jake? Aiyanna? Could you come here, please?" Billy asks from the kitchen.
The pair walk into the kitchen. Jake takes a seat to his father's left and Anna sits beside him. He looks at the paper in front of him and back to his dad to quirk a brow. "David has to get back on the road tonight. This is the marriage license."
Jake chokes on his surprise. When he agreed, he figured he'd have a couple of months, maybe years, if he could delay it. "What about a ceremony? You know dresses, guests, and a cake?"
David clears his throat, to take the floor. "Aiyanna doesn't need fancy, right, Aiyanna?"
The entire table turns to Aiyanna. She shies away and shakes her head in agreement with her father. "See," David says, smiling his slippery grin. "I'll witness the joining and Billy, here, can perform it."
Jake's eyes narrow in response. He tries to think of something to stall, but with Anna's opinion clearly her father's, he can't come up with anything. With a reluctant sigh, Jake accepts the pen and scribbles his name on the appropriate line. Anna takes the offered pen from Jake, and signs her name beneath his on the dotted line.
David finishes his signature and stands to offer his hand to Billy. "Pleasure doing business, Billy; Jake," he nods in Jake's direction. "Anna, make me proud," he says with a wink and shows himself to the door.
Jake deposits Aiyanna's belongings in the twins' old room. "Your room, the bathroom," he points down the hall. "I'll be out late. Don't wait up," he says and brushes by the girl. He doesn't say a word to his father as he slips out the back door.
Jake makes his way through the woods he knows like the back of his hand. The small shack buried deep in the woods, like a secret, comes into view. Embry is home and by the sounds of it, he has company, as well. Not giving a fuck, Jake burst through the door and into Embry's bedroom like a hurricane. He would have laughed, if rage didn't boil through his veins.
Leah wraps the sheet around her shoulders and Embry looks up from beneath her. "What the fuck, Jake?!" she roars.
Jake doesn't answer her. Instead, he picks up her discarded clothing and throws them at her. "Get out, Leah," he growls.
Embry snarls at Jake. "Watch yourself, Black," Embry says dangerously low. Jake's eyes flash at the other wolf, but he doesn't bow. Instead, he gently picks Leah up from his lap and sets her on the mattress.
His eyes never leave Jake's as he presses a kiss to Leah's forehead. "Babe, go on. I'll call you in a little while." He slowly picks himself up to his full height.
Leah's eyes dart between Jake and Embry, "Em-"
"Lee," he says, with bite behind the low rumble in his chest. Leah huffs and stomps from the room, slamming her shoulder into the immovable boulder, Jake Black. He doesn't flinch, he doesn't blink, he just tosses Embry his shorts and waits for the sound of the door.
The front door slammed shut, sounding the end of round one. "You'd better have a fucking good excuse to bust into my house and disrespect my mate, Jake," Embry roars
Jake paces back and forth, not giving a care to the tense wolf to his side. He grips his hair tight, "Em, I fucked up. I fucked up real bad, man."
Embry's ire ebbs at Jake's panic attack. "At the powwow... beer, drugs, a girl… Oh god, Em, I royally fucked up," Jake says.
His rant is cut short as another wolf approaches the house. "Jake! Jake, you have to come here, quick. It's Bella," Seth says, as he bangs his fist against the front door.
Jake races from the room and opens the door, forcing Seth to step back. "What is it, Seth? What the fuck is wrong with Bella?" Jake growls at the younger wolf.
Seth holds out a folded piece of paper. "The blonde girl vamp was at the treaty line waiting with this. She said to come quick."
Jake reads the elegant calligraphy revealing words he never thought he'd see. The note floats to the ground as Jake phases and takes off towards the treaty line. A slight drizzle threatens to open the heavens and allow the downpour as Jake phases at the border. Rosalie steps from behind a tree at his approach. "You could at least have the decency to wear pants, dog," she hisses.
Jake shrugs and replies, "I wasn't thinking about my modesty when I was told to 'come quick', leech."
Rose rolls her eyes and looks a little over his head. Jake smirks at her obvious attempt to not look at his dick. It swells his ego, but he'd never admit it to the blonde tick. "Edward and the others are out. You need to go see Bella," she says.
Jake raises a brow in her direction. "I got that much from your message. Why are you helping me?" he asks skeptical of her intentions. Vampires are not to be trusted, especially the ones his ancestors signed a treaty with.
Rose's golden gaze hardens. "Look, dog, you have about two hours tops. I wouldn't waste it arguing with me. She's in the cottage behind the main house." She disappears with her statement lingering between them.
Jake phases and races to the little cottage. The rain picks up as he travels the few miles separating him from Bella. Thoughts of how he would act, what he would say, what he would do plague his mind as he draws closer. All his thoughts detour south. Running wolf-style with a hard-on isn't something Jake thought he'd ever experience.
Rain gushes from above, as lightning slices through the atmosphere giving bursts of light in the midnight sky. The thunderous explosions shake the glass in the cabinets, rumbling the cottage on its foundation and flickering the lights. She gasps, her heartbeat racing with fright at the sharp wrath of Zeus. A second crackling roar and the electricity fails, blinding Bella with darkness.
She jumps as the back screen door slaps against the wall. "Jacob?" Her whisper is equal parts anxiety and arousal. The scent sends his sensitive state into overdrive as he moved towards her.
Satisfied with her reaction, a predator's purr vibrates his throat. His swollen dick weeps from the tip as he stalks his prey, forcing her to retreat. Her heart rate jumps as his advances seem slow and fast, chopped by the flashes of lightning through the windows. He closes his eyes and inhales deeply of her heady scent.
She trips backwards over the plush fur rug. Lambent eyes fixate on hers, as he catches her and he gracefully flows with her to the floor. His forearms absorb the impact, jarring a gasp from her lips. He takes her lips as she fists his hair. Her jaw relaxes as his tongue dives into the sweet depths of her mouth.
He breaks their kiss, lifting up enough to tear the tank top from her body. His lips unceremoniously attack her right breast biting and suckling the hard peak into his mouth. She moans as her hips lift off the rug to buck into his pelvis. With a growl, he grinds his thick length against her cotton shorts. Her pants make his dick twitch, as he attacks her other nipple with authority.
The sound of her shorts shredding sends shivers through her frame. He places a kiss to her slightly rounded belly before pushing her thighs wide apart. Her back arches off the ground as he rolls his coarse tongue from her ass to her clit. Rapid flicks of his tongue make her cry out as she uses her grip on his hair to hold herself to the earth. His growl sends her over the edge, coating his face with her nectar.
He pries her hands from his hair, slamming them to the ground. "Stay." His terse reply is hoarse with need. He lines himself up to her entrance, and she screams as he thrusts up to the hilt in one swift stroke. Her ankles lock behind his back as she uses her arms to push up into his thrust. The lightning and thunder is like a silhouette mimicking their passionate coupling.
She feels his dick swell as he approaches his release. With reflexes too fast for humans, he flips her onto her hands and knees. He grips her hips firmly, and slams into her warm body. The force sends Bella face first into the rug as Jake continues to pound her. Jake brushes her hair back exposing her neck. Bella screams his name as he sinks his teeth into her flesh, sending them to heaven.
He purrs as he nuzzles her fresh mark with his lips. "You belong to me now, Bells," he whispers.
Bella shivers in his arms. "I've always belonged to you, Jake. I just never realized it," she confirms. Her deceitful words cut through his fairy tale bringing him crashing into reality.
Jake eases himself from Bella's body and sits up. "What happened that weekend, Bells? Why didn't you come back? Why won't you let me protect you?" His voice hitches with his questions.
Bella pulls away from Jake and walks from the room. He hears a rustling of clothes, before she walks back in with a robe tied tight around her waist. The high collar covered his mark. Jake hangs his head as she walks past him and into her kitchen without so much as a glance in his direction. "Bells?"
Jake takes a moment to gather himself before walking to Bella. It seems as if he always follows behind her - always a step behind. The masochistic tendencies to be near the one person he truly believes to be his mate, his perfect match in every way; yet, she can toss him aside without a conscience. He never thought he'd see the day he felt bitterness against his heart.
Jake watches as she bustles about her kitchen, slamming cabinets and clanging pots together without rhyme or reason. Bella's frantic movements hush as she slowly becomes aware of his silent presence. She busies herself preparing a kettle for tea. "What do you want me to say, Jake?"
Her meek question barely registers on his hearing scale. Jake's humorless chuckle echoes the disbelief at her blatant disregard of his feelings. "Living with vampires has turned you into a cold, heartless bitch, Bella."
Bella flinches at his malicious words, driving him to cause her pain like she causes him. "Tell me why my married best fucking friend would come to my house and throw herself at me, begging me to fuck her… then fucking vanish, without so much as a fuck you."
Her silence leaves him torn and angry. Jake wants to hate her - wishes he could, knowing he can't. The rage is there, ready to burst from his body to blanket the pain of betrayal. The icing is knowing if he lost control he'd hurt her and the pup taking root in her womb. Above all else, Jake loves her and a promise is a promise. He'd fight for her, everyday, until her heart stops beating.
Jake punches a hole through the plaster. "Or, why the fuck you say you love me and never fucking mean it! Tell me why you like playing with my fucking heart, Bella! You come to me every time he does you wrong, and he apologizes and you run back. How the fuck do you think that makes me feel!" Jake roars.
Bella jumps at the sound of debris scattering on her kitchen floor. "I kept you away because I love you, Jake. Don't you fucking get that!" she screams, throwing her ceramic coffee mug against the tiled backsplash behind her stove. "I'm trying to protect you, Jake! The Volturi are more powerful than you could ever imagine. I've seen it. Why can't you trust me for once?"
Jake's merciless laugh makes Bella back into her kitchen counter. "Trust you? How could you even ask that of me, Bella? You've done nothing but go back on your word to me, every time you give it," Jake spits back into her face.
Bella shuffles her feet as Jake studies the crown of her head. Her eyes dart to his before she turns her head, with a sour look on her face. Figures she'd show him her back. After all, it's all he's ever received for his efforts. He can't bring himself to feel an ounce of guilt for driving his point home. "Want to know something about your precious bloodsucker, Bella? He asked me to fuck you, begged me to! That's where your loyalties lie -"
"What have you done?" Their gaze snaps to Edward.