Rated M for Adult Themes and Language.
'Hi.'
"Hey."
'Did you sleep well?'
"Like a baby." Bella replied, feeling like she'd just spent the night in a sauna.
Her hair was damp and her PJ top was clinging to her back like second skin.
'Me too.' Jacob lazily grinned, his fingers absentmindedly stroking her bare thigh.
"I need a shower though…" She shuddered at his touch. "Your temperature gets hotter in the summer. It's like sleeping next to a furnace."
'Well, if you can't stand the heat, don't sleep with a werewolf, Bells.' He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and secured his arm around her waist just in case she decided to get out of bed.
"Jesus, you're burning up." She pressed a hand to his forehead.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
His half-lidded gaze dropped to her pink lips, his nostrils flaring when he detected the faint smell of her arousal wafting from the sheets.
'Yeah.' He bolted upright in one fluid motion and swung his legs over the side of the bed. 'I need to…uh…use the bathroom.'
"Oh, okay." Bella watched him get up and adjust his tented boxers.
"OH." She swallowed, her virgin eyes unable to look away from his crotch.
'Shit...' He groaned on his way over to the door. 'Please don't do that.'
"Do what?"
'Eye-fuck me.' He growled, tugging on his sexy bed hair.
"I'm sorry." She stuttered. "It's just that…I've never seen you…"
'With a boner?' Jacob interjected, shielding said boner using one of her unicorn pillows.
She nodded, looking all red and flustered.
"Is it always this…b-b-big?"
The Alpha almost swallowed his tongue when Bella rolled out of bed and approached him like you would a horny tiger.
'Uh…no…' His Adam's apple bobbed and down. 'I mean, it's harder than usual.'
"Can I see it?"
'Bells, don't say shit like that 'cause I'm this close to rubbing one out right here in front of you.' Jacob warned, snaking a hand down his plaid boxers.
Bella had no idea what came over her, but she was uncharacteristically turned on by his words.
She wanted to dip her hand inside his treasure chest and stroke his sword.
Oh god, I can't believe I'm actually thinking about this!
What the hell is wrong with me?
Since when was Bella Swan a DAS, aka a Desperate Alpha-Slut?
"Shit." She forced herself to snap out of it immediately, which she did, right after kicking Jacob out of her bedroom.
"You pervert! I can't believe you actually said that!" She chided him from behind the door.
'Says the girl who asked to see my cock!' Jacob retorted in his -don't bullshit me- tone.
"I was only kidding, you idiot." She lied.
'Don't fuck with me, Bella…' Another growl erupted from his throat, reverberating through the door. 'You woke up last night with my name on your lips.'
"It was a nightmare, not a sex dream, so don't flatter yourself too much."
'I don't need to, babe.' He scoffed. 'You've already given my ego the blow-job of the century.'
Bella's insides fluttered in response, her face heating up rapidly in reaction to Jacob's words.
"Screw you." She muttered.
The doorknob started moving beneath her firm grip and she could feel the Alpha's strong fingers trying to twist it open.
She was no match for him but she threw her weight on the door and held on to it with all her might.
'I can smell how turned on you are.' He remarked.
"That's because I'm fantasizing about Alexander Skarsgård." She rested her forehead against the door, wishing he'd go away.
'Liar.'
The doorknob rattled again, but Jacob made no further attempts to open it.
His wolf was clearly toying with her.
'I know you want it, Bells.' He spoke in a singsong voice.
"Jesus, Jake! That's enough, okay?" Bella unlocked the door and opened it. "You had your fun, now go home."
'Fun?' He frowned. 'Last night you were begging me not to leave you!'
She avoided his penetrating gaze and darted down the corridor.
'You told me you didn't want me to imprint!'
"Really?" She pretended to be surprised. "I honestly don't even remember half the words that came out of my mouth last night."
Jacob suddenly slammed his fist against the wall, leaving a hole in the plaster.
'Stop lying to me!' He snarled.
Bella jumped at the sudden, unexpected sound and froze in her place. She wasn't scared per se, but the Alpha's reaction was far from amusing.
"What do you want from me, Jake? Huh?"
'I want the truth.' He replied, moving towards her like a tall, broad shouldered predator.
She shook her head and backed away from him.
"The truth is that YOU are going to imprint someday. Nothing's gonna change that, not even me."
Jacob sighed, his glowing irises slowly fading to black.
'Fuck imprinting! I don't want it.' He angrily declared.
"That's exactly what Paul said before be imprinted on Rachel, remember?"
The Alpha finally understood why Bella was so afraid of imprinting.
It was the Achilles Heel in this particular scenario.
'Is the I-word the reason why you don't want us to take our friendship to the next level?'
"There is no next level with you, Jake." She stated. "You want what you can't have, that's all.'
'Meaning?'
Bella hesitated for a second, knowing that the Alpha was not going to like what she had to say.
"I represent the ultimate conquest; the girl next door who you still haven't sexually conquered yet."
'Jesus.' Jacob pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. 'I'll always be a manwhore to you, no matter what I do.'
"No, I'm sure you're going to settle down once you find your imprint. Maybe that's why your wolf is restless, because he's still searching for his soul-mate." Bella reasoned.
'Nah, you were right all along.' He shrugged. 'I don't even know why I bothered to stay celibate.'
She felt her heart sink all of a sudden; feeling like someone had dumped a bucket of ice-cold water on her head.
"Why did you?"
'Because of you...' He admitted. 'but this turned out to be a big-ass mistake.'
"Jake...please don't..."
'I've gotta satiate my appetite, Bells ' He leaned forward, lips curved up into a devilish smirk. 'See, it's been a while and there's plenty of fish to catch...and fuck.'
"Jake!"
'Bye, Bella.'
Jacob's hard, expressionless face was the last thing she saw before he turned around and stormed out of her house.
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"Shit."
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"Heeey, Sethy, get your wolfy ass over here!"
'Bella?'
Seth approached the sultry brunette who was sitting at the bar.
She was wearing a strapless sequin mini-dress and her pale alabaster skin was glittering like fairy dust in the dim lights of the club.
"Come give me a hug, you sexy little thug!"
'Uh…are you okay?' His gaze drifted to the empty shot glasses on the counter and his senses immediately went on full alert.
Bella was drinking and that was definitely NOT a good sign.
"Yeaah, I'm great." She planted a sloppy kiss on his cheek.
Her breath smelled like vodka and apples.
'Jake told you, didn't he?'
Seth hoisted himself up on the stool beside her and ordered himself a Shirley Temple.
"Shhh…" She suddenly pressed a finger to his lips. "Don't speak the devil's name."
'Devil? Why? I thought you'd be happy.' Seth frowned in puzzlement.
"Oh trust me, I'm on cloud nine tonight!" She lifted her apple martini in the air while nodding her head to the music.
'Huh?'
"Awww…you look like a confused puppy." Bella reached out and pinched his cheek with her other hand.
'O-kay, no more drinks for you.' He snatched the martini glass from her hand.
"Heeey! Gimme back my tini, you party pooper."
'That's it. I'm callin' Leah.'
"No! She's busy…if you know what I mean." The tipsy brunette wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and Seth made a disgusted face in return.
'Eeeew...what the hell, Bella! She's my sister.'
"Ooops, sorry." She giggled.
'Ah man, Jake's gonna kill me.' Seth whined, fishing out his phone from his front pocket.
"Why?"
'I was supposed to keep an eye on you but I lost track of time as usual.'
"You're an Xbox addict, Sethy."
He smiled sheepishly in response and begged her not to tell Jacob.
"He Alpha-ordered you to spy on me, didn't he?"
'What? Noooo…'
"Then why are you here?"
'It's uh…complicated.'
She caught him shooting daggers at a bunch of guys sitting in the corner, as if warning them to stay away from her.
"Is it now?" Bella eyed him suspiciously.
'Yup.' Seth nodded, taking a sip of his drink.
"Alrighty then, I'm off to the dance-floor." She declared, hopping off her stool. "See ya later!"
'Bella! Wait.' He called out after her.
"Go home, Seth." She waved him off. "I don't need a freakin babysitter."
Twenty minutes later…
'Where the fuck is Bella?'
Jacob's murderous expression terrified the hell out of Seth.
He pointed a trembling finger towards the packed dance-floor and tried to make a run for it but the Alpha grabbed him by the collar and dragged him past the bar where he was flirting with the cute bartender.
Bella was dancing on one of the platforms surrounding the busy dance-floor, her body moving in a seductive rhythm.
Her smokey eyes were flirting with the dark haired man standing to her left. He was shamelessly ogling her legs and she was basking in the attention.
'Did you tell her you imprinted? 'cause I don't think she took it well.'
'Why? What'd she tell you?' Jacob yanked on the collar of his shirt, his irises glowing in the dark.
'Nothing!' Seth held up his hands in defense. 'She seemed pretty upset though.'
'Fuck.' He swore.
'You gotta take it easy with Bella, Jake.'
'Yeah, I know…but she pissed me off this morning, so I kinda told her a bunch of stuff I didn't mean.'
'Way to go, man.' Seth rolled his eyes at his pack brother. 'You seriously need to work on your temper, Black.'
'And you need to follow my orders verbatim, Clearwater.' Jacob smacked the werewolf upside the head.
'Ow!' He yelped in pain. 'Why'd you do that for? fucker.'
'Watch your language, kid.' The Alpha threatened. 'And go wait in the car.'
'Yes. Sir.' Seth stuck out his tongue only to discover that a group of girls were laughing at his funny expression.
'The car, NOW.' Jacob repeated in a firm, authoritative tone before heading to Bella's platform.
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'He so needs to get laid.'
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'I heard that, Clearwater!'
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'Get your ass down here.'
"No!"
'Jesus Swan, are you drunk?'
"Yep." Bella continued to ignore him as she swayed to the beat.
Jacob suddenly grabbed her by the waist and hauled her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"Let go of me, you big oaf!" She struggled against him but he kept a tight grip on her thighs, preventing her from kicking him like last time.
'I'm taking you home, Bells, and that's final.'
"Screw you, Black!" She cursed. "Aren't you supposed to be out there, fucking your prospective imprint?"
'Here we go again.' Jacob sighed.
"All you think about is sex…sex...SEX…" She ranted. "You're either DOING it or teasing me about it!"
'Bells, stop wiggling. I can see your panties.'
"Put me down, you perv." She repeatedly punched his back as he carried her to his parked Mustang.
'Go on, let it all out.' He encouraged, tapping her bottom gently.
"Argh! You are unbelievable."
Ten minutes later…
"Goodnight Sethy!"
'Bye Bella!'
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"He's such a sweet kid, why can't you be more like him?"
Jacob pulled out of the Clearwater's driveway and steered the car down the main road, wishing he could take back what he said earlier that day.
'Are you done criticizing me, or do you need to take another bite out of my ego?'
"Oh I'm sorry, did I hurt your wolfy feelings?"
'You're a horrible drunk, Swan. It brings out the worst in you.'
"Well, no one asked you to poke your nose in my business." Bella retorted. "You're behaving like an overprotective, possessive…"
Her voice trailed off when she realized that Jacob was behaving like Paul when he first imprinted on Rachel.
"No." She gasped. "No way."
'Finish your sentence, Bells.'
"Oh my God!" She held onto the dashboard, feeling lightheaded all of a sudden.
"Jake, pull over."
'Why?'
Bella's face turned from white to green in less than a second.
"I'm gonna….throw UP!"