I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT WHAT SO EVER! STEPHANIE MYER RIGHTFULLY GETS ALL THE CREDIT! I OWN NOTHING!
Geez! I apologize for the long awaited update, but here it is. Finally. JACOB'S CHOICE! And I am so proud to say that this is the longest chapter yet, with sixteen pages and over 6,000 words! I'm so freaking thrilled!
Anyways, I just want to give credit where credit is due to the songs "The Way" by Ariana Grande and "The Other Side" by Jason Derulo!
WARNING: CUTE BOYS CROSSDRESSING!
Chapter 8
Decisions Made
"You're fucking crazy," Embry muttered behind me as Quil ran the curler through my hair. I rolled my eyes as he let the strands he was working on go and spayed the crap out of it with hair spray.
"Why is it that when I was so adamant about not accepting a mate that you wouldn't stop bugging me, but when I finally decide to give into your wishes, you're still bitching?"
Embry huffed indignantly. "I was never bitching, Jake. I just can't believe that you would choose—"
At that very moment Quil pointed the can of hair spray right in Embry's face, spraying him right when Embry's mouth happened to be open. I couldn't help but chuckle as Embry sputtered, his eyes wide in disgusted surprise. He rushed to the sink I was sitting next to and started gulping and spitting water out repeatedly. When he was able to get the taste out of his mouth, he turned and glared at Quil, wiping his moth with the back of his hand.
"What the hell, Quil? What was that for?"
"You're ruining my concentration. I need to make Jake absolutely irresistible for tonight. And besides, you shouldn't concern yourself. You need to look good for your own mate tonight."
Embry's cheek darkened in a slight blush and I gave another chuckle.
"Yeah, instead of bugging me, you need to get ready for Jared," I cooed.
Embry rolled his eyes, his cheeks darkening even more. "Shut up," he muttered before walking out the bathroom. I smiled, utterly happy for Embry. Quil and I both knew how badly he was craving for a dominate, and he finally had someone.
"Hey, look here," Quil said suddenly as he gripped my chin to face him. "I'm not done with you yet and we have an hour before the Meeting starts and we still have to find you something to wear. Now hold still and close your eyes."
I shook my head, but listened to his request, knowing from experience that it was just easier to everyone to relent to his demands.
~/\~/\~
"Fuck, Jake. You look so good right now. If I were Sam or Paul right now, there would be absolutely no possible way I could restrain myself from ripping your clothes off right now."
"That's gross, Quil," I groaned. "You're my best friend."
He merely rolled his eyes and sat down on my bed, taking a brush through his long hair, eyeing my outfit with a critical eye for the millionth time.
"Like I would ever do that," he muttered as he pulled his hair back into a messy bun, securing it with a clip. He pulled a few strands so that they hung in his face, completing the look. "And besides, I chose that outfit for you. There is no possible way I'm going to let them get ruined."
I sighed and glanced back at my reflection in the full length mirror in my room, turning this way and that to get a good look at myself. I had to hand it to Quil. He knew what he was doing. I did look pretty amazing right now. Quil had me wearing a tight pair of pants, hugging my ass in just the right way, wrapping around my thighs in just the right way. I was utterly thrilled that Quil didn't have me in a dress or skirt of some sort as I loved to have my free range of motion. If I was going to seduce my mate, I needed to be able to move.
To match my pants, I had on a black top that was some sort of mix between a halter and shirt. There was a decent amount of flesh peeking between where my shirt ended and my pants began. The straps wrapped around my neck and I had long sleeves covering my arms, but leaving my shoulders bare. Instead, it wrapped around my neck like some sort of collar made of a soft fabric. My hair was curled and fell over my shoulders seductively. To complete my look, I had large hoop earrings and a white belt. I had on strappy black two inch heels, with straps over my toes and curling over my ankles to tie behind my lower calf.
"I do so good," Quil said as he stood beside me. "No one can do smoky eyes like I can."
I smiled and admired his craftsmanship, lightly touching my eyes around the edges, not wanting to ruin his hard work. I glanced at Quil's reflection with a smirk, admiring his own wardrobe.
His attire was black as well, but skimpy as hell. He had on a bikini top, leaving his stomach bare for all to see, thin black straps crisscrossing over his stomach. He had on the shortest skirt I've seen him in yet, literally stopping just below his ass. Running down his right hip, there were silver hoops running down the entire long of the skirt—which wasn't long at all—holding everything together. On his feet were massive black platform heels that had to be almost three inches off the ground. Like me, his eyes were smoky, but he had a hint of silver.
"How can you wear those shoes, Quil?" Embry's voice reached us from behind, I glanced over my shoulder, loving his attire.
Ever conservative Embry had on a simplistic clubbing dress. It was red and a bit longer than Quil's skirt, but still a little short. It was long sleeved, but had slits running down each sleeve. One hip had matching slits of various sizes, adding just a bit of sex appeal. His feet were adorned with red two inch heels, straps crossing over his feet and tying at his ankles. He let his hair fall straight all around him.
"What do you mean 'how can I wear these shoes'?" Quil scoffed. "How can you wear something as bland and unoriginal as that?"
"I think he looks completely irresistible," a deep voice interrupted. We all turned to find Jared looming in my doorway. I bit my lip, unable to stop my eyes from roaming his figure. He was simplistic in his choice of wear, going with dark washed jeans and a tight—and I mean tight—grey T-shirt, showing off his musculature for everyone to see. His short dark hair was spiked.
He looked good.
His eyes never left Embry as he walked towards him, his hands resting on his hips, his thumb teasing the slits in his dress. I watched, mesmerized, as Embry ducked his head, his cheeks flaming red as he rested his hands lightly on Jared's chest.
"Hi, Jared," Embry squeaked. I saw him visibly shiver as the Beta chuckled, a deep rumble from his chest.
"Hello, Embry. I was told you might be here." So softly that it seemed Embry was made of glass, Jared lifted his chin with his fingers, locking their eyes together. "I'm so glad I was able to see you like this before anyone else."
Quil cleared his throat beside me. I slapped his arm angrily, appalled that he wanted to ruin this moment for Embry.
"Well, almost before anyone else," Jared corrected.
Almost immediately, I felt a tingling race through my body, an utterly familiar scent graced my senses, setting my nerves on fire. I heard footfalls over my threshold, crossing the living room towards my room. I shivered just as Paul walked through the open door and I groaned at the sight before me.
Like every other time I've seen, he was shirtless, showing me his body once more. But there was something completely different than before, my eyes zeroing in on the nipple piercing glinting in the light. My mouth watered, wanting nothing more than to play and bite down on it with my teeth. He was wearing faded jeans with rips all over the fabric. They hung low on his hips, teasing me with the sight of his hip bones and that delicious V that was obscured by the waist band of his boxers. His signature look. I balled my hands into fists to keep them from shaking.
As soon as he walked through the door, his eyes landed on me almost reflexively, the grey in his eyes going a shade darker as he took me in. We stared each other down for a moment, neither of us breathing for what seemed like an eternity. Abruptly, he broke his gaze and marched to me. I stood helplessly as he took me in his arms, crushing me to him and planting his nose in the crook of my neck, inhaling me like his life depended on it. I couldn't help the groan that escaped me as he pushed harder against me, letting me feel him through his jeans. His strong gripped my ass, squeezing and kneading my cheeks.
"My God, Jacob. Do you know how fuckable you look right now?"
I whimpered, unable to answer him. I shivered once more as he scraped his teeth over my pulse point. My hands gripped at his arms, squeezing the hard flesh, my nails digging into his skin. It was Paul's turn to groan this time.
Another throat clearing broke our foggy haze, but we didn't release one other. I wasn't sure we even could if our lives depended on it.
We both turned to Quil, who had a shit-eating grin on his face. I glanced at Embry only to find him curled into Jared's side, his face blazing a deep red to match his dress.
"Should we leave you two alone?" Quil sneered. I ducked my head into Paul's chest, hiding my embarrassment. Paul answered for both of us.
"If you would. I needed to talk to Jake alone." He turned to look at his Second, his grey eyes still blazing. "I'll be at the Meeting in a few minutes."
Jared nodded and curled an arm around Embry's waist, leading him out of the house. Quil followed behind at a much leisured pace, walking backwards and winked at me before fixing Paul with a serious glare.
"If you rip one single stitch of his clothing off, I'll rip your balls off."
"Quil!" I shouted, embarrassed by my best friend.
"What? Nothing will happen to him if he's patient enough to take it off correctly before you two fuck like bunnies."
I groaned and dug my face into Paul's chest. "Just leave," I mumbled into the hot flesh. Without another word, Quil exited, but not before giving Paul a threatening glare. "I'm gonna kill him one of these days," I muttered.
Paul chuckled as he finally released me. I immediately missed his warmth. He took my hand in his and led me to my bed. He sat down on the edge, pulling me around to stand in front of him, his hands on my hips to hold me in place. We were both stayed silent as he eyed me up and down, undressing me with his eyes. I couldn't help but fidget.
"What are you doing?" I finally broke the silence, my voice breaking slightly.
"I'm just admiring your beautiful body," he answered simply. His fingers flittered over my stomach, circling my concealed piercing. "I'm kind of sad that you're hiding this, though. I find that so sexy."
"Mmm," I hummed. "Kind of like this piece." I traced his left nipple, tugging lightly on the small silver ring. "When did you get this done?"
"Years ago," he replied. I couldn't help but notice how his back arched as I continued to pull at his nipple. "I just decided to put it in tonight, but if you like it so much, I just might leave it in permanently."
I quirked a brow as I flicked the sliver ring, causing him to growl deeply.
"I do like it. A lot."
Paul smirked, the look going straight to my dick.
"On only one condition."
"And what's that?"
"I'll only leave my ring in if you show off this glorious stomach and it's equally delicious belly piercing."
I didn't respond. I instead walked over to my nightstand and pulled out a pair of scissors from a drawers. Without a word, I cut all the way up to my pecs, cutting all around until my stomach and my mid-back were showing in all its glory. I walked back to Paul, pulling on my own piercing teasingly until I was standing right in front of him again.
"Better?" I asked, my fingers feathering over my skin, raising goosebumps.
Paul merely leaned forward and took the small chain of jewels into his mouth, licking all around the area. I gasped and gripped his hair, holding him to me.
"So much better," he finally replied and released me. "But now I fear for my balls if Quil sees you with less fabric than before. I rolled my eyes and straddled his lap, unable to resist the urge anymore.
"I won't let him do anything to you. I'll tell him I did it myself."
Paul laughed as he laid himself fully on my bed, his arms rising over his head, stretching out completely. I ignored how his muscles bulged in this new position and paid full attention back to his nipple, unable to take my eyes and fingers off of it.
"Fuck, that feels really good," Paul moaned beneath me. Taking a step further, I bent down and took the ring between my teeth, tugging it harder. That earned me another growl and an arched back. I let the piercing go, lavishing it with my tongue.
"I'm curious to know what other piercings you have," I whispered almost to myself.
"Just this and my ear."
"Your ear?" I questioned, surprised.
He turned his head to the right, his slightly shaggy hair falling over his eyes. My eyes glowed as I took in the sight. His left ear was riddled with piercings. I took in the silver industrial piercing at the top, my eyes following down to find three small black rings lining the edge. Finally, his lobe was pierced by a small diamond stud, catching the light in my room with rainbows. I traced his ear, entranced.
"That is so fucking sexy," I whispered. Paul chuckled before turning back to me catching my gaze. I gave him a small smirk, my fingers once again teasing his nipple ring. "I've got a bad boy on my hands."
"It doesn't seem like you're complaining much," he muttered.
I leaned down until my face was inches from him, my curly hair falling over my shoulder seductively. I linked my fingers between his, holding them in place above his head "Not at all," I whispered. "I've always had a weakness for bad boys and rebels."
"Mmm," Paul hummed softly. "If my piercings get you hard, then you should see my tattoo."
I shuttered at that, unable to hide my arousal.
"You're inked?"
He nodded and bit his lip.
"On my back."
"Fuck, Paul. That is so fucking sexy."
"Not as sexy as what's hovering above me."
I leaned further down and brushed my lips along his jaw line. His fingers tightened around mine as I nipped lightly at his skin here and there. I couldn't help but tease him.
"I don't know," I said after a little bit. "What you have going on is pretty sexy."
"Oh, baby boy. You have no idea just what I have going on."
My breath hitched as he pushed his hips right into mine.
He was so fucking hard.
I couldn't stop myself even if I wanted to. I bucked my erection into his, slowly grinding into him. I tightened my grip on his hands and made sure that they didn't move. My lips moved from his jaw to his pierced ear. I gave a tentative lick to one of the black rings, moaning loudly."
"Fuck," Paul groaned, drawing out the word in a single breath, His body arched as his hands gripped mine tightly.
"Didn't you want to talk to me about something?" I asked, teasing his ear with my tongue.
"Fuck what I was going to say." Paul muttered. "I'm perfectly content right here and now with you."
I giggled. "We're gonna have to stop this soon or I'm gonna explode in these pants."
"I want to see you cum so badly," he complained as his hips picked up speed. My back rolled as pleasure shot through my entire body. If he kept that up, then I would cum in seconds flat.
"I do, too." I muttered through clenched teeth. "But I might be able to placate Quil with the whole shirt ordeal, but he'll be absolutely pissed if he finds out that I ruined the pants as well."
He stared me down and didn't respond. I bit my lip as I watched his Alpha wolf paced back and forth in his dark grey eyes. I could he was having a difficult time listening to a wolf of lower status, especially since he desired the complete opposite so badly. After what seemed like hours, but in all reality a minute or two, Paul heaved a sigh and released his grip on my hands.
"Thank you," I whispered and kissed the tip of his nose."
"Mmm hmm," he grumbled as I climbed off his lap. I had to force myself to not star at the prominent bulge in his pants. It looked as big as it felt. I shook my head and walked back to the mirror and adjusted my hair and clothes, trying to get myself back together and to calm myself back down.
"You don't seem the type to be picky about appearances," I heard a gruff voice call out. I glanced over my shoulder at Paul, who was still lounging on my bed, his eyes trained on me.
"Not usually," I answered as I turned back to my mirror. "I allowed Quil to dress me up tonight. I'd much prefer to be in my comfortable sweatpants and a T-shirt and work on my cars all day."
Paul's brow quirked up at that. He pulled himself up until he was sitting on the edge of the bed again.
"You work on cars?" he asked, surprised.
I nodded and glossed a brush over my lips until they were shining again.
"Yep, but alas, I'm not in the garage in sweatpants and a T-shirt. I'm ready for the Meeting of Truces tonight." I turned to face him fully now, my hand on my hip. "And just between you and me, it's going to be big."
"And why's that?"
I shrugged a shoulder and walked to my door, givig him a sideways glance as I passed him.
"You'll find out soon enough.
~/\~/\~
"There you are!" Quil shouted as soon as I stepped into the giant ring of Tiki torches where the Meeting was just getting started. I watched with some amusement as Quil left the dominate he was flirting with and walked towards me. The look on the guy's face was priceless, like he was just kicked to the curb for a lesser wolf.
"I thought you and big bad Alpha were getting it on like freaks. And what happened to your shirt? I hope you enjoyed you little sex escapade with Lahote, because Heaven knows he won't be having sex anytime soon. I can't believe—"
"Quil!" I interrupted, my hands up to stop him from continuing. "Will you calm down for a second or two? Paul and I didn't have sex. I did this myself because I wanted to show off my belly ring. You can chill."
Quil huffed and turned around to march away from me, his arms crossed at his chest. "I heard him muttering about his hard work and ungrateful wolves, but I ignored him, scanning the crowd for a certain wolf of my own. My eyes connected with familiar brown a little bit away and I immediately walked in his direction, my eyes never leaving his.
He was sitting with the other Alphas, but it seemed like he wasn't paying them any attention. He was totally enraptured by me, and as I came closer, his eyes darkened until they were nearly black. He was donning a pair of grey baggy sweatpants and a tight black muscle shirt. He looked good, even though it was kept simple and easy.
Sam opened his knees automatically as soon as I was in front of him, allowing me to get closer than before.
"Hi, Sam," I whispered. I was vividly aware that all conversations at the table were no longer going, every single pair of eyes on Sam and me.
"Hi, Jacob," Sam replied.
I dipped my head in respect to the other Alphas, acknowledging them. "Alphas." They nodded in greeting but stayed silent. I turned back to my own Alpha, gaining my full attention. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything important."
Sam shook his head slightly. "We were just discussing recent vampire attacks."
"Oh," I said, surprised. "Nothing bad, I hope."
"Nothing serious, just the usual," Sam replied before clearing his throat. "I haven't seen hide or hair of you in a few days," he said suddenly, calmly. He looked so at ease, so carefree, like he didn't have a care in the world. I nodded.
"I know. I had to think my life over again."
Sam nodded, but didn't say anything. He just stared at me, his eyes almost eerily calm. His nose was flared out and I bit my lip, realizing that he could easily smell Paul all over me. I sighed and cautiously straddled his lap. Paul maybe an all out hothead, Sam had quite the temper, too. It was only calmly sedated until it finally busted from him like an explosion. The seagulls the other night learned that the hard way.
He didn't move as I settled myself on him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cuddled my body against his. I couldn't help but smile when I finally felt his arms wrap around me, securing me to him.
"We didn't do anything," I whispered for his ears only. He met my gaze steadily, unwaveringly.
"Then why is his scent all over you as if he's already made his claim on your body?"
I heaved a sigh and feathered kisses over his cheeks and nose, placating him. "I'm not going to lie to you," I murmured. "We grinded a bit and teased each other, but our clothes stayed on. We didn't see one another. I didn't think it was fair to you."
I rested my forehead against his, staring into his beautiful eyes. I forgot completely about all the Alphas still watching us. I was focused solely on my Alpha. His arms tightened around my waist and finally, finally, I saw the beginnings of a small on the corners of his lips.
"I guess I couldn't blame him if he did try something. You looked incredibly good in this little get up you've got going on."
I smirked. "Yeah, I've been told. Quil is still boasting about what a good job he does. I give him props if you can't keep your hands off me."
"I could never keep my hands off you, no matter what you're wearing. I'm just surprised that you allow me to put my hands on you. You must have had a serious breakthrough over the last few days to allow this to happen. A breakthrough for the best, I hope."
I nodded. "Yeah. I've come to realize that I really can't find what I'm feeling, whatever it is. It's just too powerful for me to ignore."
Sam nodded and gripped my hips, squeezing them. "I'm just upset that Lahote's the cause of this revelation."
"Paul isn't the cause. I was going to give into this feeling sooner or later with you. He just happened to speed it up."
"So you would have given in to me with or without Lahote's influence?" When I nodded, he rolled his eyes and heaved a heavy sigh. "That's just another reason on my very long list to kill him."
I shoved against his chest, unsurprised that he didn't budge a single inch. "Sam," I reprimanded sharply.
"What? I already have half a mind to rip him a new asshole for leaving his filthy scent on you. You should have my scent covering your body, not his."
"Now look who's claiming who," I muttered.
"You're part of my pack, Jake," he replied. "You should have my pack scent on you by default. And if you happen to have my own personal smell, well, that's just a plus."
I bent down so that my lips were teasing his and I watched as they parted slightly in anticipation.
"So, replace his scent," I whispered huskily.
Sam growled before he crushed my body to his. I gasped as I felt him licking and nipping at my throat, replacing Paul's smell. I felt his hands running all over my body, trying to rub his scent into my skin. I couldn't help the weak moan as he bit down gently on my pulse.
"Easy, Sam," I heard one of the Alphas laugh. "You've got to take it easy on the poor boy or he'll be nothing but a pile of goop."
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sam give the Alpha the finger, causing a fit of laughter around the table. I shivered at the sight. It was so rare to see Sam lose his composure for just a little bit.
After another minute or so, Sam released his hold on me, both of us breathing heavily.
"There," Sam gasped. "Now no one can tell that you were ever even near Lahote."
I took in a few deep breaths to calm myself, needing a moment to breathe. That was the most passionate I've ever been with Sam.
And I sort of kind of liked it.
A lot.
Like…a lot a lot.
When I was finally able to get my nerves in check, I glanced over Sam's shoulder to find Quil and Embry standing by the stage impatiently, staring me down. I nodded at them and glanced back at Sam, who was watching me closely.
"I'm going to have to leave you for a bit," I said. "I haven't been on that stage in a few days and I've been missing shaking my ass and singing my heart out."
"I've been missing you shaking that ass, too," Sam mumbled. He squeezed my cheeks for emphasis. I chuckled and climbed off him a bit reluctantly.
"Pay attention," I told him before I started walking away from him. "This song ids going to be special."
I winked in his direction before finally meeting up with Quil and Embry. Quil huffed impatiently before fussing with my hair, throwing it this way and that.
"You need to make this look good," he muttered as he started to adjust my pants. "Paul has been watching you ever since he made it here and I'm pretty sure it's not because of what you're wearing, unfortunately."
"I know," I replied. "I could feel his eyes on me the entire time I was with Sam."
"Are you sure about this, Jake?" Embry asked. "If you're not ready for this, you can back down anytime you want. Neither of us will judge you."
I shook my head before he could finish. "No, Embry. I need to do this. This has to end sooner or later."
Embry nodded sympathetically and took a step back. "I'm just happy Jared made my decision for me. I do not envy you one bit, Jake." Quil nodded in agreement. I gave them a slight smile before pulling them in for a tight hug.
"Wish me luck," I whispered before stepping on the stage. The music slowly died down as the beginnings of my song began. I took the microphone in hand and walked right up front, every eye on me, but only two pairs of beautiful grey and dark brown mattered to me. Slowly, I started to sway my hips to the beat as my eyes connected with the grey pair, this song solely for him.
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
Slowly, I dropped down low, turning to the side and slowly get back to my feet, letting him see all of me. I felt my skin prickle as he watched me closely. I chose this song specifically for him. I needed to nail to make this just right.
You give me that kind of something
Want it all the time, need it every day
On a scale of one to ten, I'm at a hundred
Never get enough, I can't stay away
If you want it, I got it, I've got every day
You can get whatever you need from me
Stay by your side, I'll never leave you
I ain't going nowhere 'cause you're a keeper
So don't you worry, baby, you got me
I got a bad boy, just admit it (hey)
You got my heart, don't know how you did it (hey)
And I don't care who sees it, babe
I don't want to hide the way you I feel when you're next to me (hey)
By now, I was on the dance floor, making my way to the man who was staring so intently at me. I ran my hand all over myself, throwing my hair all over the place. I couldn't help but think about earlier when the bad boy verse came up. This song was a perfect match.
Oh, it's so crazy you get my heart jumping
When you put your lips on mine
And, honey, it ain't a question (q-question)
'Cause boy I know just what you like
I was standing right in front of him now, my eyes glued to his. He looked so relaxed as he leaned back into his chair, his hand wrapped around the neck of a beer bottle he got from one of the many coolers around the area. I licked his full lips slowly, watching me as I sang just for him and my hips continued to sway with the beat.
I got a bad boy, just admit it (hey)
You got my heart, don't know how you did it (hey)
And I don't care who sees it, babe
I don't want to hide the way I feel when you're next to me (hey)
I love the way (I love the way you make me feel)
I love the way (I love it)
I love the way (I love the way you make me feel)
Oh, I love the way (I love it)
The way I love you
I couldn't stop myself now. I had this overpowering urge to show him how much I need him, how much of an effect he had over me. I smiled as Paul tried to pull me closer, but I danced just out of his reach. I ran my hand through my hair, tousling it a bit. I was sure I would catch hell from Quil later for that, but right now, I had him just where I wanted him as I finished his song.
The way I love you
The way I love you, you, you, yeah, the way
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
I love the way you make me feel
I love it, I love it
The way I love you
Without missing a beat, the song changed into Sam's, and slowly, I started walking to him. I shivered as I saw his brown eyes blazing in anger and lust. I made my way between the tables, loving that his full attention was on me.
In the beginning
I never thought it would be you
When we were chilling in the photo booth
But we got closer (yeah)
Soon you were eating off my spoon
You're coming over
And we'd talk all afternoon
His eyes brightened as he realized this song was for him, not Paul. I eased back in his seat like Paul and crossed his arms across his chest.
Tonight
Take me to the other side
Sparks fly like the Fourth of July
Just take me to the other side
I see that sexy look in your eye
And I know we ain't friends anymore
If we walk down this road, we'll be lovers for sure
So, tonight kiss me like it's do or die
And take me to the other side
This could be perfect (yeah)
But we won't know unless we try (try)
I know your nervous
So just sit back and let me drive
Tonight, we'll just get drunk
Disturb the peace
Find your hands all over me
And then you bite your lip
Whisper and say, "We're going all the way"
I threw my head back as the chorus came back around. I put my all into the words and raised my hand into the air and brought the microphone to my lips, singing to the Heavens how I felt. I brought my knee up to rest on his, balancing on one leg. I looked back down to meet his steady gaze and sang the last chorus of the song.
Tonight
Take me to the other side
Sparks fly like the Fourth of July (yes, we do, yeah)
Just take me to the other side (take me, baby)
I see that sexy look in your eye
And I know we ain't friends anymore (oh, no)
If we walk down this road
We'll be lovers for sure
So tonight (so tonight) kiss me like it's do or die (kiss me, kiss me)
And take me to the other side
(Whoa)
Take me to the other side
(Whoa)
And take me to the other side
(Whoa)
And kiss me like it's do or die
(Whoa)
And take me to the other side
As soon as my song ended, I dropped the mike, grabbed Sam's cheeks, and crushed my lips to his. I heard applause all round me, but all I could focus on was Sam.
This was our first kiss.
After all the years we've known each other and after all the years of chasing after me, we have never connected our lips to one another. His mouth was so soft, so warm. I moaned into the kiss as I wrapped my arms around his neck once more, unable to let him go. I couldn't believe I've missed out on this the entire time. I felt Sam's arms wrap around my waist as he stood up. He pressed himself to me and teased my mouth open. As soon as I gave into him, pleasure shot through me as he explored my mouth.
This was completely different than when I kissed Paul. Where Paul was like a forest fire, burning with an urgent intensity and setting me ablaze with passion, Sam was like a bonfire with small doses of kerosene thrown in every now and then. It was a slow burn in the pit of my stomach with bursts of pleasure shooting through my system every now and again. It was intoxicating.
"You're fucking kidding me, right?"
I slowly turned around to find an enraged Paul, shivering in anger behind me. He glared at me, his eyes showing hints of betrayal and utter sorrow as he watched me snuggle closer to Sam unconsciously.
"How the fuck can you go ahead and sing for me and dance and then throw yourself to his arms? Especially when earlier in the night you were grinding yourself into me on your bed?"
Sam gave a short snarl, warning him. I pressed my hand against his chest and pushed away from him. Paul continued to shake as I walked closer to him, his eyes never leaving mine. Hesitantly, I rested my hand on his hot chest before running it up to wrap around the nape of his neck, my fingers clutching at the shaggy strands of hair. My free hand cupped his cheek as I got to my tippy toes, our mouths millimeters apart. I gasped in surprise as Paul snarled and slammed our lips together, the forest fire igniting between us once more. I groaned as I felt Paul's muscled arm wrap around my waist, his other hand cupping my own cheek as he deepened he kiss. I shivered violently at the contact. I didn't know how I was able to live without this passion flowing through me, but now that I knew that it existed, there was no possible way I could go back to before.
"What the hell is going on?" I heard Sam shout. I looked over my shoulder to find his entire face set in confusion. "I thought that kiss meant you wanted to be with me."
"Tough luck, Uley," Paul gloated. "He obviously wants me."
"Will you both stop?" I muttered finally. I wrenched myself away from Paul and distanced myself away from the both of them. "You two are giving me headaches."
"I've been plenty patient with you now, Jacob," Sam said, his voice stern and unyielding. "You need to make you decision now, because I don't think I can wait much longer in the suspense."
Paul nodded in slight agreement, his face now hard and expressionless.
I heaved a heavy sigh and glared at them. "Don't you two get it? The kisses and the dances and the songs? I've already made my decision."
Immediately, their expressions changed, questioning and apprehensive.
"I decide to take you both on as my mates."
Dead. Silence.
So, I'm hoping no one is disappointed in Jake's choice, but I can assure you that this story is FAR from being over. It's only just barely begun;)