Truth about Love
Chapter Two
Emmett kept his so-called "brother" in a steady headlock, until Rosalie slowly walked into the room almost a half hour later.
"She's gone, Edward. She's with the man who was meant to be her soulmate." Rosalie sighed before continuing, somehow feeling exhausted and relieved for finally completing her mission. "Bella is going to do what she was supposed to from the beginning. She's going to LIVE." At that, Rosalie broke out into a beautiful smile, staring at Emmett with a knowing look. He immediately understood.
Rosalie's mission, from the very beginning, was to save the life of Bella Swan. After almost two years of a long-fought battle where secrets were revealed, promises shattered and sloppily repaired, and constant dirty looks thrown, Rosalie had won. Which meant so had Bella.
Edward stopped fighting against Emmett's hold, his face contorting into pure horror.
"No…no, no, NO, NO, NO!" Edward was screaming again, fighting once again against Emmett's stranglehold. Without Bella in harm's way any longer, Emmett reluctantly let him free. He watched his brother, slightly amused and disgusted at the same time. Edward was clutching his face, every once in a while flinging out to hit whatever was nearby: the bookshelves, his desk, the bed.
The bed.
Edward stopped with his tirade, suddenly turning to stone. He looked at the bed, one that he did not need but bought for the sole purpose of Bella's comfort. The bed where she had once tried to seduce him, offer him her body. She offered herself to him so many times, and every single time he had refused her.
He was an idiot. He should have let her take him, and in turn he should have taken her. If he accidentally bit her in the process, it would have been fine. To turn vampire was something that she wanted from the moment she fell in love with him. If she had turned already, she would be his for eternity.
Suddenly, he realized his salvation. The fight was not over yet, Bella was not lost. He would do what he should have done all along.
Edward felt overjoyed once again. A plan quickly formulated in his mind as the vision of his Isabella, HIS mate and true love, grew steadily stronger and more intense. And as he closed his eyes and imagined the future, Edward couldn't contain the joyful grin taking over his face.
He would find Bella in her room. The dog couldn't possibly be with her at every moment, because unlike vampires, werewolves needed sleep. Edward would sneak through the window, as he had always done. Waking her with a kiss, he would begin to undress her, slowly taking in her look of joy as he finally began to do what she had desperately wanted for so long.
Edward would not stop until they both lay naked, and he thrust himself into her virgin body. She would moan in ecstasy, and as they both reached their climax, he would bite her. It would be the end and the beginning. He would have Isabella Swan.
Miles away, however, the real Bella Swan was wrapped around the man she truly wanted. She and Jacob Black were touching each other wherever they could, and neither man nor woman felt close enough. They were still in the ocean, rain now pelting down on their bodies. It had been raining for almost ten minutes before Jacob finally came up for air, opening his eyes and looking up at the storm clouds relieving themselves of heavy rainfall.
"Huh. When did it start to rain?" Jacob asked aloud, looking down at the gorgeous woman in his arms. He grinned, and it was the sexiest thing that Bella had ever seen in her life. Why hadn't she noticed before? Her attention suddenly drew to something much more noticeable, however…his arousal pressing against her thigh. She refused to look down just yet, not at all acquainted with that part of male anatomy. Instead, she lay her head on his shoulder, and rubbed herself against his manhood.
Jacob groaned aloud. "I swear, Bells, you are wearing way too many pieces of clothing." He picked her head off his shoulder with one hand, steadily holding her backside with the other to keep Bella from slipping down. He looked into her eyes before closing his own, leaning his forehead against hers.
Bella focused with all of her might on any kind of bravery left, using the opportunity of free lips to say what she'd been longing to blurt out since diving into the ocean minutes ago.
Bella breathed, "Then why don't you take them off?"
Jacob's eyes opened wide, as he pulled her head back to look at her again. A cocky comeback had died on his lips, as he stared at Bella in disbelief for the second time in less than an hour.
"You…you want to…" he stuttered, unable to complete the sentence. Bella decided to take advantage of his speechlessness, and used one of her own hands to cup his face.
"I want you to make love to me Jacob. I want you to make love to me right now, and for the rest of our lives." Bella whispered, looking into the dark obsidian eyes of the man she loved.
Jacob stared at Bella for a full ten seconds before regaining the ability to speak. "Right now, and for the rest of our lives," he repeated, looking at her with a mixture of awe, love and lust. Jacob crushed his lips to hers for a split second before pulling back and grinning.
"But let's focus on right now first, okay?" Jacob growled, a predatory smile slowly blooming on his face as he ran at top speed out of the water, pulling Bella to his side with one arm as he made a beeline for shore.