Everything Is Different Now
Chapter 25
June 30, 2013
1 A.M.
JPOV
Once everyone was bedded down, Laura and I retired to our room for some peace and quiet, some R
& R. She had just stepped through the door and headed for the bathroom when I reached for her. I
snagged her elbow and spun her around and into my arms. She looked up at me with those sparkling
turquoise eyes, widened in surprise and expectation, a sweet smile on her lips. I tightened my grip on
her and lifted her feet off the floor, bringing her lips up to my own. Placing my nose tip to tip with
hers, I whispered to her mouth, my voice was deeper and huskier than I expected.
"You are my life, my love. You are beautiful. I love you. I want you. I must have you."
She gazed back at me, a smile dancing around her perfect mouth. Leaning forward, she pressed her
luscious pink mouth to mine and smoothed it back and forth sparking tingles in my lips that ran all
the way down to my toes. Her voice was also deep, yet smooth and velvety.
"I am for you, my dearest Jacob. My most handsome Alpha, I want you, always. Whenever you need
me, you only have to tell me. Whenever you want me, just speak the word. I am yours. Love me.
Take me."
I needed no other encouragement. I lifted her fully into my arms and carried her into the ensuite
bath. I set her down just long enough to peel her clothes off and stripped my own as fast as possible
before lifting her back into my embrace. Never loosening my grip on her, I knelt to turn on the water
in the shower, testing the temperature until it was just the way she liked it. I stepped in and walked
us under the spray from the double shower heads, letting it cascade down over us together. She
began to loosen her grip around my neck and I tightened my hold on her.
"What are you doing, Jacob? You can put me down now."
"No, I don't think I want to. I'm just going to hold you like this from now on."
"Jacob, you can't hold me in your arms like this. You must put me down so we can shower."
"Nope, don't want to."
"Jacob. What's wrong baby? Talk to me."
"I can't tell you. I don't know. I just...I feel like...I can't bring myself to let you go. I need
you tight against me. I don't know what it is. I just need you right here, right in front of me."
"Okay. If that's what you need, I'll just stay right here. Just,...sit down on the seat and hold me over
there so I can reach the sponge and the gel."
As crazy as it sounds, she let me do what I needed and she helped me. This right here is why she is
my perfect match. I sat on the shower seat that was molded into the wall of rustic stone and balanced
her on my lap, still holding her wrapped securely in my arms. I dipped my face into her neck and
nuzzled, licked and kissed up and down one of my favorite places in the entire world, paying special
attention to her claiming mark. She shivered when I dragged my tongue across the tiny white scars
on her soft skin.
"Sweetie, if you can refrain from that for a few moments so I won't drop this bottle of shower gel.
When you do that, my fingers tend to go a little numb, not to mention my brainwaves flattening out
more than we'd like."
I chuckled into her ear, nipped at the lobe and mumbled something about trying to behave myself.
Hah! Not much chance of that!
She did an excellent job in spite of the fact that I simply refused to release my grip on her. I don't
know why, I just couldn't. I needed her in my arms, close to me. She lathered up that poufy shower
scrubby thing and scrubbed as much of my body as she could reach. God that felt so good on my back
and shoulders! She even lifted her legs to get to the parts she'd been seated on before. She squeezed
out some more gel and began to scrub herself, all the while watching my face, as I watched her wash
herself. It was one of the most erotic things I'd ever seen, my woman, in my arms, sitting on my lap
in the shower, washing herself while I simply held her. When she finished with the gel, she reached
for her shampoo. I leaned back against the shower wall to give her some elbow room and watched
her as she lathered and rinsed her long golden hair. Even as she was rinsing her own hair, she
reached up and lathered up my own. She had told me many times that she loved my hair the way it
was now.
It had grown out and was close to but not quite brushing my shoulders. Most of it was still black, or
darkest brown, but there were several small rivulets of silver that still streaked through it. My mane,
as Laura called it, irritated me. I told her I thought it made me look like a badger. Laura would drag
her fingers through it and tell me it looked like the regal Alpha she knew me to be. When my woman
stroked my ego like that, who was I to protest or pout? I knew how lucky I was. And as long as I
didn't scare anybody, and little Jeb seemed perfectly content when I'd lifted him to my shoulder, that
was alright by me. The child seemed to enjoy playing with the strands that he gripped in his little
fists. And if my lady loved it, it stayed.
Laura took the handheld shower, switched the flow partially to it and rinsed the shampoo out of my
hair and then her own. She grasped the bottle of her honeysuckle conditioner and wiggled it at me
with a flash of mischief in her eyes.
"I think I'll pass on the honeysuckle, baby. I don't want Embry or Paul rubbing up against me to get a
whiff. Just pass my 'manly' conditioner over will ya?"
"'Manly' conditioner? Hmm, let me see. Nope babe, none of these bottles say 'manly' conditioner.
Do you remember what color the bottle is?"
"This is not a time for levity woman. No teasing. Just hand me that bottle of unscented conditioner
and we'll call it a draw for now. Okay?"
"Oh, you're no fun. Ya know, for someone who wants to keep me on his lap and in his arms the entire
time, you sure are demanding on all other fronts. I should think you'd want to make a concession or
two."
"Nope, sorry. No concessions from the Alpha today. I'm fresh out. I want my woman to smell like
her honeysuckle and I want me to smell like nothing but me. The shower gel is my only slight give in
the give and take."
"Yessir, Mr. Alpha Sir. Whatever you say, Sir."
"I'll 'sir' you. Don't start that nonsense girlie."
"Girlie!? Are you shitting me? Girlie? Oh, it's on now mister!"
She would have launched into a tickling attack if I'd not clamped down on her arms and held her
firm. She could be a little devil when she wanted and I loved that too. But two could play at that
game and I was faster than she was. She kicked a little and huffed at me in exasperation. I squeezed
her curvy body up close to me and kissed her senseless and she was once again putty in my hands. I
know what my woman likes.
We conditioned and rinsed and kissed and nuzzled and generally squirmed against one another until
the water began to cool down. I rose to my feet, turned off the tap and stepped out onto the soft mat.
Grabbing one of the big terry sheets, I threw it around both of us and carried Laura to the bed,
lowering her gently and sitting on the edge next to her. She reclined back onto the pillows after I had
vigorously rubbed her hair and mine, collecting the excess water, and I then rubbed her down till her
skin was dried and rosy pink. By then my own skin was dry from evaporation with my body heat, and
I reached for a bottle of lotion on the night stand.
Squeezing a dollop into my hand I began to smooth the silky cream over my mate's body, her arms
and legs. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes and hummed in relaxed appreciation. I ran
my hands over every inch of her, pausing only briefly to concentrate on her lovely breasts and
adorable crinkled up nipples. Once I had smoothed the lotion into her skin, she sat up and clasped
my face in her two hands. She pressed a slow, warm kiss to my lips and then looked into my eyes,
passion blazing in hers.
"Now, you must do as I ask. Will you lay down here in the middle, face down and stretch your arms
out low by your sides?"
"Yes ma'am. I hear and obey."
I stretched out in the center of the huge mattress, burying my face in the pillow, and let my arms
extend down by my hips, palms up. I knew what was coming and it was one of my favorite things
ever, right after making love to Laura, that is.
She straddled my legs and squirmed up my thighs and over my butt until she rested her sweet pussy
right on the cleft of my ass. We had a brief tussle, I squeezed my glutes, she squeezed me with her
thighs. I almost always won. I could flex my butt muscles and bounce her up and nearly off of me.
She never tired of trying to best me with her thighs though. Fine by me. I love a challenge and I
loved feeling my naked mate sitting on top of me even more.
She leaned forward then, and began to massage my back and shoulders. Those muscles were often
tight and strained with all the shit I'd been handling since all the freaking shape shifters around the
world were coming forward to pledge their loyalty to me. It still amazed me what responsibility had
been thrust upon me. Though I'd had some slight communication from my wolf that indicated I'd
been born to fill this role, not just born to be Alpha of the pack in La Push, but Alpha of all of 'em. All
the shape shifters on the planet were meant to be connected and led by one Alpha. Apparently, that
was supposed to be me. My wolf had also hinted that Laura was crucial to my situation in more ways
than one. She wasn't only my mate; she was integral to my ability to do the job. I still didn't know
what that meant, but I was certain I'd need her by my side in any circumstance.
She was good. Her hands could perform magic, whether it was on my muscles or some other parts of
my body. She could make me forget the rest of the world existed. My focus would shrink down till all
I could see or feel was her. Right now, all I could feel was her sweet sex sitting astride my ass. It
didn't take long. I tried to relax, really I did. But,...she was naked. I was naked. She was sitting
on me. She was rubbing and stroking my body from my butt cheeks to my shoulders and even my
scalp and then back down. Soon, I was going crazy trying to be still. Eventually, my whole body
began to tremble with the sexual tension building up within me. It was just about then that my mate
decided to giggle at me. What the...?!
"Ooh Jacob, I love it when you tremble like that. It's like sitting on top of a giant vibrator. Let me get
better situated here baby."
She wiggled and pressed her sweet body down on me as hard as she could until her sweet juicy lips
and clit were pressed tightly to my tailbone. The squirming and grinding she started up with then
nearly drove me insane. I did my damnedest to stay on my stomach and let her ride me. Naturally,
my trembling only increased, which delighted her to no end. Finally, I couldn't take any more. I gave
her fair warning, as I attempted to speak with jerky gasps.
"Laura...honey...woman...I'm turnin' over. In about 3 seconds, if you don't want to be
tossed to the floor, you better lift up to your knees."
"Are you ready for me, Mr. Alpha?"
I stilled in shock as she slipped her hand under my hips and wrapped it around my cock, checking to
see how aroused I was. She wasn't disappointed as she stroked me up and down once, twice. I was
hard enough to hammer a nail with that thing.
"Oh yes, Jacob, be ready babe."
"What? Be ready for what?"
"When you're ready to turn over, be quick about it, and brace yourself."
I liked this game. I had no idea what she had planned but I was prepared to give her whatever she
wanted. She rocked her hips, grinding her clit into my spine a few more times. My trembling had
slacked off, but resumed in earnest and I had added a butt-lift now and then. She began to breathe
heavily and had leaned back, placing her hands on the backs of my thighs to balance herself. When I
couldn't take it any longer, I told her it was time. She lifted herself off of me just long enough and
just high enough for me to flip over to my back. My cock leapt up ready for action and she plunged
herself down onto it, screaming and gasping as she went.
Oh. My. God. I'd never felt such a sensation before. She literally threw herself down onto me,
impaling her tight, sweet pussy and closing me up in that luscious, hot passage. She virtually
attacked me and I was unwilling to interfere with anything she was doing. I grasped her hips and
helped her rock back and forth, every once in a while she'd lift a bit and I would hold her up and ram
myself up into her precious body. A few minutes of this wondrous exercise and we were both heaving
breaths and glistening with sweat.
Laura leaned forward, bracing her hands on my chest and I crunched up reaching around her back
and hips, my fingers splaying out wide on her slick skin. Our lips met only briefly before
disconnecting and we cried out each other's name in our ecstasy. We held each other tightly while
our bodies spasmed and shattered around each other.
My beautiful, exquisite girl, spent and sated, draped herself across my chest and shoulders, while I
clasped the back of her head with my hand, holding her face to my neck and kissed up and down her
shoulder. What in the world did I ever do to deserve this incredible lady in my life? She finally spoke
in a low whisper, her mouth close to my ear.
"What in the world did I ever do to deserve such an incredible man in my life?"
I pulled my head back just enough to see into her eyes. They sparkled with light and love and tears
were running down her cheeks. I brushed them away with my thumbs and held her cheeks gently.
"You are perfect. I'm the one who's done nothing to deserve such love. But, I'm not going to turn it
down. I'm keeping you."
"We'll agree to disagree, and you better keep me. You've ruined me anyway. You have to keep me.
No other could ever come close to satisfying me or making me happy. So you're stuck."
"Okay, fine."
I huffed at her like she'd given me a terrible sentence. She just shook her head and laid her cheek
back down on my shoulder.
"You realize, now we both need another shower."
"Maybe. I'll think about it."
"Okay, well,...let me know what you decide. I'll wait here then, shall I?"
"That'll do."