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Why, hello my beautiful readers and reviewers. I had no idea it's been a month since I've last updated this story. I'm so sorry to leave you guys hanging there. Anyways, here's chapter 3 and I sincerely hope you guys enjoy it.

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Chapter 3

Lessons In Life

"Jake…"

I rolled my eyes as Quil continued to whine. It's been nonstop ever since Sam and Paul laid a proper claim on me last night. After I marched away from both of them, Embry and Quil were on my case, begging—and in some cases, demanding—that I reconsider. Their argument centered on not only one Alpha laying claim on me, but two. When they told me that, I merely scoffed incredulously and continued to walk away. It's been hell with them ever since.

"I don't see what the big deal is," Embry muttered beside me. All three of us were in my living room watching a mindless television show. We were sprawled out on the couch with Embry in the middle. He was currently pouting, his arms crossed, as he glared at the television screen. I would have laughed had I not been in the same sour mood. "Last night you were drooling all over Paul. What caused such a change of heart?"

"I was not drooling over Paul," I denied a little too quickly.

"Oh, please," Quil piped up on the other end of the couch. "I bet if we didn't step in when we did, you would have dried humped him without question, clothes off and all."

I spluttered, trying to find something to say to that accusation, but I knew that he was right, maybe not to that extent, but I was drooling over Paul last night. I had never seen a sexier man before. I didn't know what I would have done if Embry and Quil hadn't intervened when they did. I probably would have let Paul claim right then and there, with no regards as to how Sam would feel. The very same man who has been trying to give me time to adjust to the thought that he could be my mate, even while I was refusing every advance he had.

"Jake," Quil sighed before he muted the TV. "I'm going to be serious for a moment, okay?" He adjusted himself so that he was facing me gazing over Embry's lap so he could look my in the eye. "Why don't you want Sam or even Paul? Why are you so driven to not gain a mate that could love you forever?"

I sighed before I answered, choosing my words carefully.

"Because I don't like being owned."

Both Embry and Quil were silent, waiting for me to continue.

"I can't handle the thought of being someone's possession. To have to be told to do anything and when to do it. I just can't do it. I want to be able to make my own choices and not worry about my dominate's approval. I need my own choices and my own free will. And all I'm expected to do when he gets mad is to just take it without a word. That's not me. I'm not wired to take shit and not throw it back. It's simply impossible."

Embry and Quil looked at each other when I finished. I saw a look pass between the two like they were communicating without words before Embry sighed heavily.

"Jake," he began as he turned back to me. "You've got being a submissive all wrong." With another sigh, Embry heaved himself to his feet so that he was standing to his full height, gazing down at me with expressive brown eyes.

"A submissive isn't just the weaker mate. As a matter of fact, the submissive is probably the stronger out of the two. Yes, the submissive is the bottom and yes, they are the ones to carry the children, but Jake, that's just it. You have no choice but to be strong when you're carrying that child. True, the dominate makes the majority of the decisions, but it's all in order to help and protect the submissive. Don't you see, Jake? It's all about the submissive. Every single thought, every single action has the submissive in mind. And if that submissive is the mate to an Alpha…then you have entire pack to care and protect you.

"The big thing is, Jake, is that the dominate might have all the physical power, but the submissive has the mental and emotional power, debatably the most powerful things out of the three. They are the ones that can walk away from a relationship and take a break and not bat an eye, but all the dominates could ever do about it is whine and do everything in their power to make what was ever wronged right so that you can come back to them. We may play weak and naïve, but it's all an act. We know that within a blink of an eye, we can have our mates on their knees, groveling and begging us to stay. Haven't you ever watched Quil in action when he's prowling for some fresh meat?"

I turned to Quil, who was smirking up at Embry before turning to me, his smirk widening.

"I'd like to believe that it's just me, but in all honesty, I know that any submissive can make any dominate go weak at the knees," Quil smiled. "You just say the right words and they're putty in your very skilled hands."

I realized with a start that what Quil and Embry said were true. I have watched Quil in action and every single time Quil leaned in to whisper something in one's ear or "accidently" brush against someone, he always seemed calm and collected while men practically panted at his feet, pleading for more.

"You see, Jake. The dominates demand devotion and complete faithfulness," Embry murmured softly, his eyes somewhat distant. "All we ask for is love and protection, to be cared for regardless of anything."

It was silent for a little bit, Embry's words echoing throughout the house.

"Think of it this way," Quil said after a moment of silence. "If Embry's prophetic words don't settle in, just imagine all the fun you could have with the mere thought of having a big strong grown man beg you from his knees."

The image popped into my head and I couldn't help but chuckle, even Embry gave a little giggle at that. We all looked at each other before we broke into laughter, all three of us holding on to each other as our bodies shook with our mirth.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

I glanced over my shoulder, my smile not faltering an inch as I spotted Sam leaning against the doorframe, a soft grin on his own face, lighting up his already handsome features.

"Not at all," I answered. I turned back to Embry and Quil, my eyes glittering. "Embry and Quil were just simply letting me in on a little lesson that I never thought of before." I gave them each a pointed look before saying, "And I was just about to tell them that I'll consider their ideas."

I giggled again as they rolled their eyes, but I was grateful that they didn't say another word on the private topic we were just discussing.

"Oh great," Sam teased as he stood back to his feet before walking towards us, his arms crossed. "I would hate to know what you three were talking about so privately. God only knows that when you three get together, you gossip like old ladies."

Quil gaped at Sam, seemingly offended at the accusation. "We do not gossip, Sam," Quil huffed, his eyes set in a pout. "We merely discuss the news of the day and we just happen to do it behind people's backs."

Sam rolled his eyes but let it go. "Do you guys mind if I talk to Jake privately?" he asked instead.

"Not at all, Sam," Embry grinned as he hoisted Quil to his feet. "We'll just be out running if you need us." Like a flash, Quil and Embry disappeared, Cheshire grins on their faces.

I bit my lip before I glanced up at Sam, my eyes searching his. He merely stared back, neither of us speaking. I glanced away first, unable to stare my Alpha in the eye.

Almost as if that was some sort of admission, Sam asked, "You mind if I sit down?"

I shook my head and moved over, making sure there was some sort of space between us. Sam's proximity was already setting my senses on fire; I didn't need physical contact to enhance my confused state.

"Jake, I just want to apologize for my actions last night," Sam stated. "I'm not saying sorry for what I did. I don't regret laying claim to you against Paul and if I could, I would do it again." Sam took a deep breath before continuing. "What I'm apologizing for is that I regret not talking to you about it first. I know you've stated that you want nothing to do with the whole mating thing, but you've got to understand, Jake, I need a mate by my side, to help quell the Alpha in me and to remind me that, yes, I might be the leader of a pack of wolves, but I'm also a man."

Sam turned his gaze on me and I was startled to find a fire burning inside the chocolate depths. I hadn't realized that I was leaning into Sam's presence until I felt him graze his hand over my cheek, rubbing the flesh with his thumb. His other hand came down to rest the base of my throat, resting heavily there. I held my breath as Sam leaned towards me, meeting me halfway there. A small whine escaped me when I felt his nose brush mine, his hot breath hitting me like a furnace on full blast.

"A man with needs," Sam continued, his voice deepening, causing my heart to flutter hopelessly against my chest wanting to escape. I knew from the beginning that my walls were cracking, crumbling right before my eyes each and every time Sam was near me. I knew it was inevitable that Sam finally got his way, my submission to him being the best prize of all. I was only thankful that he never pushed me more than I was comfortable. But as Sam's lips came closer and closer, I knew that today might be my last battle against this urge. My wolf whimpered and cried out for Sam, wanting nothing more than to finally give up the fight.

But I knew that in doing that, I would also be betraying Paul. From the instant I saw him, I was hooked-lined-and-sinker'd to the man, my body yearning to be taken that instant. There was no slow growing passion between Paul and I knew. I barely knew the man and all I wanted to do was rip his clothes off and find out what his cock tastes and felt like!

My thoughts came slamming back to the present when I felt the soft pressure of his lips on mine and I was lost. So many emotions ran through me, neither one of them staying long enough for me to actually understand them.

A part of me wanted to rebel and lash out. What the hell are you doing? It screamed at me. This is not what you want! Freedom, open choices, no commitment, that's what you want, sot Sam's delicious tongue slithering into your mouth like you're one of Quil's flings! Stop this right now before it's too late!'

The other half, though, the one growing steadily stronger ripped me the other direction. It urged me to continue, to let this take whatever way it shall, to wrap my arms around Sam's neck and draw him in closer and to never let go. 'To hell with inhibitions,' It muttered darkly. 'This is what you really want, what you really crave. Sam's strong arms wrapped around you to feel secure in the fact that he would never let you go. It's exactly what Embry was talking about. And besides, if Sam doesn't cut it, then you always have another option. I wonder how Paul's arms would feel wrapped around you as he thrust unmercifully into your body. You've heard stories that he can be quite a hothead. Just makes me wonder how hot his head really is.'

I didn't even get a chance to shut up the voices as Sam took it a step further, reaching down with his hands to grip and grope my body, trying to gain contact from every square inch. I couldn't help but moan as his fingers grazed my lower back lightly, my body arching into his touch.

"Sam," I whimpered softly before shudders wracked my body, Sam doing delicious things to my body. With a soft snarl, Sam through my legs over so that I was straddling him, his hands flying to my hips and ass, gripping me firmly. I gasped loudly as I felt how hard he was, and Sam took initiate and plunged into my mouth, leaving nothing undiscovered. My body arched as he grinded into me, forcing me to feel all of him. I shivered again.

After a minute or two, Sam pulled away, breathing heavily, his eyes dark and stormy, his lips swollen from stolen kisses, his immense chest heaving like he had just sprinted a marathon. I was sure I looked no different from him. Slowly, Sam began to move my hips, forcing them in a way he desired and I just about creamed myself then and there.

"Please, Jake," Sam spoke, his voice hoarse. "Please just give in and mate with me. I know I could treat you better than Paul ever could. You know out of the two of us, I know you better. You'll still be part of the pack and not have to move away. You'll be able to see Quil and Embry every day and you'll have a higher status in the pack as the Alpha's mate. No one could ever mess with you without messing with me. Please, Jake, just give me this one thing."

Suddenly, Sam's hips pushed up against mine, once again grinding our hardness together. I threw my head back and moaned loudly, Sam's lips attaching to the exposed skin as he gave it soft nips before soothing the sting away with his tongue. I felt Paul's fingers dip underneath the waistband of my faded jeans, brushing against my crack before dipping lower, and ghosting over my pucker and I bucked against his hand reflexively, not knowing how to control my body.

"Sam," I groaned as he continued to tease me. "I'm tired of fighting against you," I whispered as I stared straight into his eyes. He gazed back at me unblinkingly. "I don't want to do this anymore."

Sam smiled widely, his eyes now blazing with victory, mingling with the want and lust already there. He leaned forward for another kiss, but I placed my hand on his chest, stopping him.

"That doesn't mean that I'm not going to play hard to get, either. If I'm going to choose a mate, and that's a big if by the way, then I need to know which one of you can keep up with me. I can tell you right here right now, though, I don't play well with those that think they can control me and what I want." With that, I pried Sam's hands off of me, fighting the urge to just throw myself at his feet and let him have his way with me. I started walking to the front door, leaving a bewildered and a very hard Alpha sitting on the couch, wondering what the hell just happened. I glanced at Sam over my shoulder, his prominent bulge evident even all the way over here.

"And whoever figures that out the fastest may or may not win me over," I muttered before walking out, fighting every urge I had to just run back to Sam beg him to take me. I had a reputation I had to stand by, after all.

Yes, Sam has set the ball rolling now. LET THE FUN BEGIN!

Next chapter will definitely include Paul and maybe a fan favorite character will make his presence known next chapter:) THANK YOU AND REVIEW PLEASE!