Rated M for adult themes and language.
Suggested Listening: Liberty X- Just a Little
Conjure One- Sleep (Solarstone Afterhours Mix)
Jacob was far from embarrassed by the time Charlie stormed up the porch steps to confront him.
His wolf seemed to have forgotten all about common decency, especially with Bella in his arms.
He reluctantly let go of her, allowing her body to slide languidly down his front.
Bella blushed furiously and tried to do some damage control by yelling "Dad, it's not what it looks like!", much to Jacob's amusement.
'Yeah.' He nodded. 'Your innocent daughter molested and bribed me with kisses, Chief. You should arrest her for breaking the law.'
"Jake!" Bella elbowed him in the ribs. "Behave."
'See?' He smirked. 'She can't keep her hands off me.'
'Jesus Christ.' Charlie muttered. 'Your smart-ass tongue needs to take a hike, son.'
His brown eyes darted back and forth between Bella, whose lips were swollen, and his neighbor's son, who was trying to adjust his junk but failing miserably.
'What's the meaning of this?' He waved his empty beer bottle in the air, demanding a straight answer from both parties.
'Like I said, Chief, Bells kissed me.'
"No! I didn't. See, what happened is that I umm..tripped and fell..."
'On my lips?' Jacob interjected, cocking an eyebrow as if to say -really? you think your dad's going to buy this?
"And...and then I saw a mouse scurrying past the door so I jumped in Jake's arms."
Charlie gazed out into the distance before shaking his head in amusement.
'You really expect me to believe that?' He chuckled.
"Umm...no?" Bella timidly replied.
She had no idea how her father would react if he found out that she had indeed initiated the makeout session he just witnessed.
'I knew this was bound to happen.' Charlie sighed, tugging on his graying hair. 'It was only a matter of time, but it's still no excuse for you to grope each other in public where Mrs. Walters could easily see you.' He added.
'Mrs. Walters is a big snoop.' Jacob chimed in. 'She's always watching me from her porch swing.'
"Gee, I wonder why." Bella mumbled sarcastically.
'So, how long have you two been doing this sort of thing?' Charlie cleared his throat in an awkward manner, avoiding eye-contact with Bella. The thought of her engaging in any sort of sexual or intimate activity was appalling.
"Can we just call it a night already?" Bella protested, crossing both arms in front of her chest.
'No. Not until I get the facts.' The police chief replied. 'I am your father and you're still living under my roof, so no...uh...funny business, ok?'
'I doubt there will be any funny business, Charlie.' Jacob glanced disappointedly at Bella. 'And for the record, I'm not shamed to admit that I kissed your daughter.'
'Well...' Charlie walked past them and pushed the front door open. 'You can kiss her all you want but if you break her heart, I'll shoot you where it counts.'
'Fair enough.' Jacob nodded.
Bella watched the men's interaction with disbelief.
Kiss her all you want? Seriously?
"This is unbelievable." She muttered under her breath.
'Your epic lie was unbelievable.' Jacob snorted. 'Tripped and fell...yeah right.'
"What did you want me to say? Huh?" Bella shot back. "Hi dad! We were just playing a round of tonsil hockey and you've rudely interrupted us?"
'Very funny, Swan.' He smiled sarcastically. 'No really. You've outdone yourself this time.'
"Shut up."
'I'm serious.' He dusted off his shoulders. 'You should receive an academy award for being such a wimpy cocktease.'
"You asshole!" Bella swung her arm in an attempt to slap him, but his hand shot up and stopped her from doing so. "Take that back."
'Say please.' He taunted.
"Oh get over yourself."
'Jesus, Bells.' Jacob yanked on her arm until she had no choice but to stumble into his inviting chest. 'A few minutes ago, you were begging me not to stop touching you, so what gives?
Bella released herself from his intoxicating embrace and retreated to the door.
"I...I don't know."
Jacob saw the conflict in her eyes and it made his wolf feel angry.
Did she regret the kiss?
He certainly didn't.
'Look, I'm sorry I called you a cocktease. You're just...driving me crazy, Bells.' He grunted.
"Jake..." Bella swallowed. "Please don't."
'Don't what? I'm laying it all out on the table for you.' He retorted. 'So what's holding you back?'
"We've been friends for a really long time."
'Don't play the friendship card, Bells. We both know there was nothing platonic about that kiss.' He pointed out.
Bella knew he was right and that's what scared her.
Jacob Black's kisses were dangerous on so many levels.
The unbridled passion she felt towards him was like a rush of blood to the groin;a sexual awakening of sorts. The urge was almost uncontrollable, it took over her senses and prevented her from thinking with her head.
It was like a lust sandwich, stuffed with heated touches, French kissing and endless nights of marathon sex on the beach (or in the woods).
Bella Swan was not used to indulging in carnal pleasures and Jacob was offering an all-you-can-eat buffet for her to feast on.
"I know." She finally conceded. "And I can't stop thinking about it, so...I uh...have to go."
Jacob's smug smile was the last thing she saw before shutting the door and rushing upstairs to her bedroom.
She took a nice long shower and decided to avoid Mr. Alpha at all costs, at least until the urge to hump him subsided.
God knows if Charlie hadn't interrupted their earlier tryst, they would've probably ended up having sex against the wall.
Hot, sweaty, Alpha sex.
Leah once told her that sleeping with an Alpha male was the equivalent of having sex with three men at the same time.
Why? Because Alpha males were super attentive during sex, capable of multitasking and their stamina was legendary.
Bella groaned in frustration.
"This is going to be a long night." She padded barefoot to her window and reached up to close the curtains.
Jacob was also in his room, his tall, broad shouldered frame parading around in nothing but a pair of blue boxer briefs.
She licked her lips and shamelessly ogled him for the next five minutes.
He was plugging his iPod to those big, bass speakers on top of his desk. They were notorious for waking her up during school nights so she wasn't fond of them at all.
She watched him scroll down his playlist obviously searching for an old track.
He had over three thousand songs on that iPod and she hated most of them, except for the bubble-gum pop songs.
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§Sexy...everything about you so sexy, you don't even know what you got. You really hit my spot. Oh Yeah§
"Oh my God." She giggled before closing the curtains and peeking through the slit in the middle.
§And you're so innocent, Please don't take this wrong cos it's a compliment§
This track is definitely dedicated to me, she thought.
§I just wanna get with your flow, you've gotta learn to let go§
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Three days later...
Bella came home from work earlier than usual and spent the next few hours baking a blueberry pie for Paul, a batch of chocolate chip muffins for Leah and a chocolate fudge cake for Emily and Sam.
The newly married couple were back from their honeymoon so Emily decided to invite the pack (including Bella) to dinner the following night.
It was a really nice gesture from the newlyweds but Bella was so nervous about being in the same room with Jacob and his sex appeal.
She had successfully managed to avoid him for the past three days (physically speaking).
His music, however, was a constant fixture in her bedroom.
On Monday, it invaded her walls carrying the following lyrics:
§I know it's late, I shouldn't call at this hour, but that's my fate, I need lips to devour§
The sultry track was stuck inside her head for hours, reminding her of the night she slept in his arms.
§Drown out the machinery in my head. Bring your peace of mind to my bed§
It was as if he was trying to seduce her using his iPod.
On Tuesday, it was a blend of trance and Snoop Dog who was singing §I just wanna make you sweat§ while the Alpha himself was working up a sweat by doing wall pushups in full sight of Bella's window.
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Jacob didn't call or text, he simply assaulted her senses from afar.
He wanted to give her some space after the insane amount of weird stuff she witnessed in the past month.
They were both busy with work anyways, so Bella knew that Emily's dinner was a deadline of sorts.
They were supposed to discuss the I-word days ago.
"I hope it's as easy as baking cake." She spoke to herself while mixing the batter.
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That night, she went to bed like a zombie and woke up late for work.
Leah texted her while she was having breakfast in the truck informing her that she was ditching Emily's dinner party:
-Sorry, B. I'm not in the mood 4 Betty Crocker's honeymoon cheer. Will pick up my muffins 2morrow. Xx bitch-
"Ugh..seriously?"
At work, Paul pushed her buttons every chance he got.
He advised her to sign up for -wolf riding lessons- during lunch break and refused to share the blueberry pie she baked him with his fellow DJs and producers.
'I was promised two pies, not one.' He sputtered in between mouthfuls of pastry.
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After work, she was a slave to the kitchen once again, preparing a large serving of Greek pasta salad for Emily and the pack. It was actually Jacob's favorite appetizer and so was the smoked salmon dip with bagel chips she picked up on the way to Sam's cottage.
The young teen at the register wouldn't stop staring at her body while she paid for the food items.
Her denim shorts barely reached mid-thigh and her tight, black v-neck top made her skin stand out a lot more than usual.
She was skirting the line between sexy and slutty.
'Here's your change.'
"Thanks." She stuffed the money in her wallet and left the supermarket in a hurry.
Leah's phase two was all about flaunting her assets but she was so not comfortable wearing Daisy Dukes.
"What was I thinking?" Bella muttered as she drove past the stretch of sand that led to Emily and Sam's beautiful white cottage.
It was perched on top of one of the cliffs overlooking the ocean, complete with a chimney and a blue-tiled roof to match the shutters she helped paint the previous summer.
The garden surrounding the house was blooming with daisies, sunflowers and dahlias.
The moon shone above the parked cars and the faint sound of the ocean waves brought a smile to Bella's lips.
She felt butterflies in her stomach at the prospect of seeing Jacob tonight.
His kisses were on constant replay in her mind.
They were collectively singing -Bella you're Alpha-whipped!- and that was exactly how she felt.
A vibrant Emily greeted her at the door with a big welcoming hug and a glass of pink lemonade.
Sam was also full of hugs and kisses, his complexion practically glowing after spending a full month in Hawaii.
Paul was there too, patiently waiting for the rest of his precious food to arrive.
'What? No more pie?'
"Nope. Sorry." Bella chuckled at his disappointed expression.
She followed Emily past the floral living room and into the blue tiled kitchen.
The eggshell cabinets and the overall ocean theme were taken right out of an IKEA catalogue.
Both Emily and Bella were involved in the design and the end result turned out to be great.
"I missed your kitchen! It's so cozy."
'It definitely is.' Emily smiled while putting away the tupperwares in the fridge.
"So, how was Hawaii?" Bella hopped on one of the stools overlooking the window.
Paul and Sam were lounging on the garden chairs outside with beer bottles in their hands.
'It was fantastic!' She beamed. 'We did a bit of everything; snorkeling, whale- watching, hiking...you name it.'
"That's great. You look great." Bella winked suggestively. "It must've been one hell of a honeymoon."
'Yes it was.' Emily giggled. 'But enough about me.' She playfully nudged the brunette's arm. 'How are you? Or should I say, welcome to the imprinting club?'
They jokingly made a toast by clinking their lemonade glasses and Bella felt a blush rise to her cheeks at the mention of the I-word.
"Thanks for the heads-up by the way." She remarked.
'Oh Bella, I'm sorry you had to find out about this while I was gone.' Emily reached across the table and squeezed Bella's hand. 'Paul told me you gave them all the silent treatment for quite some time.'
"Yeah I did. Except for Jake, 'cause he was persistently annoying and wouldn't leave me alone." Bella complained. "He's so..."
'Pig-headed?' Emily suggested.
"Exactly!"
'Don't worry. He'll grow out of it.'
"Ha! I doubt it."
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Kim and Jared showed up a few minutes later with additional plates of food and Paul was drooling in his plate by the time the girls set up the dining table.
Embry, Quil and Seth arrived just in time for the appetizers and Bella almost fell off her chair when the trio started fighting over Emily's famous fried chicken.
'Boys! There's plenty of chicken in the fridge.' She reassured the hungry wolves.
'Speaking of chicken, where's Jake?'
'He's running late.' Paul answered between mouthfuls of pasta. 'Mentioned something about buying underwear.'
'Underwear?' Quil snickered. 'You mean panties?'
Bella almost choked on her salad.
'How should I know?' Paul shrugged.
Seth suddenly nudged her with a knowing smile on his lips. 'Quil spotted a white pair in Jacob's bedroom.' He whispered. 'They had your scent all over...Ow!'
Bella quickly stomped on his foot under the table, effectively shutting him up in the process.
"Oops, did I hurt you? I'm so sorry." She feigned innocence and he instantly got the message.
'Jeez, Bella. What's with the heels anyways?' He frowned.
'Yeah. What's with the whole cowgirl ensemble?' Quil chimed in. 'Is Jake giving you a riding lesson after dinner?' He guffawed.
"Shut it, Ateara!" Bella chucked a bread-roll across the table and it landed on top of his plate, sending spaghetti sauce flying everywhere.
'Buckle up, Swan. Your Alpha just pulled up in front of the house.' Paul declared before stuffing his face with more chicken.
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The pack resumed their animated chatter except for Bella, whose back was as stiff as a board.
She heard the faint click of the front door as it opened and tried to remain as calm as possible.
Jeez, since when does Jake make you nervous?
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'Thanks for starting dinner without me.'
The big, bad Alpha sauntered into the dining room with a pink Victoria's Secret bag dangling from his hand.
Emily was the first one to see it, followed by Kim who was sitting right across from Bella.
'First come, first served, Black.' Sam cleared his empty plate and rose from his chair. 'Here, take my seat. I'll be outside if anyone wants to join me.'
'Thanks.'
Bella ducked her head and pretended to be otherwise occupied with the peas on her plate.
'Ladies.' He greeted Emily and Kim before circling the table and dropping the lingerie bag in Bella's lap.
'Bella..'
Seth exchanged glances with Quil and Embry and everyone grew silent in anticipation of the brunette's reaction.
She swallowed thickly and her face transformed into a ripe tomato as predicted.
"Excuse me."
She cleared her throat, grabbed the bag and made a beeline to the bathroom.
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'Way to go, Jake!'
'Yeah, why did you have to embarrass her like that?' Seth complained.
'She knows why.' He cryptically replied before taking a sip from Bella's lemonade glass.
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Meanwhile, inside the guest bathroom
Bella peeled back the delicate crepe paper and uncovered the three pairs of panties within the bag.
One of them was individually wrapped so she opened it first, suspecting it might be a gag gift.
She was right.
"Jacob, get your ass in here now!" She shouted.
His pack brothers were already laughing at the panty situation so he slapped them upside the head on his way to the bathroom, generating a series of curses in response.
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"Property of Jacob Black, seriously?" She waved the black thong in his face the moment he entered the peach-tiled bathroom.
The letters were printed in glitter across the silky fabric and all of them were capitalized.
'I don't see what the big deal is.' The Alpha shrugged. 'You made me wear a t-shirt that says Bella's bitch, so it's only fair that you do the same.'
"Ha! There's no way I'm wearing this whorish piece of lingerie." Bella scoffed.
'Too bad.' Jacob smirked. 'I was kinda hoping you'd try it on for size.'
"You're delusional." Bella stubbornly shook her head. "Oh and by the way.." She jabbed a finger into his chest. "Keep my torn panties to yourself."
'Anything else?' Jacob cocked an eyebrow and folded his arms in front of his chest.
"No. You're free to go."
She checked her flustered reflection in the mirror and found him staring at her with an unreadable expression on his handsome face.
'Nice shorts.' His eyes roved appreciatively over her jean-clad figure before resting briefly on her cleavage.
'I approve.'
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After dinner, Emily served dessert and the girls separated from the men who were busy watching a baseball game on TV.
Jacob chose to sit directly in Bella's line of sight, his plaid shirt and sexy jeans making her hormones simmer.
Emily was showing them her honeymoon photos but the Alpha was proving to be one hell of a distraction.
She could feel his eyes watching her every time she laughed, tossed her hair or even crossed her legs.
Sadly, their mutual eye-fucking didn't last long and the men had to leave after Brady warned them of an incoming gang of newborn vamps.
Jacob felt the imprinting pull for the very first time that night.
Why?
Because Bella was also experiencing her very first I-freakout; pacing the length of Emily's living room like an anxious housewife.
'Aaaaw, you remind me of how I used to freak out over Jared.' Kim patted her shoulder in sympathy.
"I'm not freaking out." Bella insisted. "I mean...he's done this before...right?"
Emily offered her a mug of green tea to help calm her nerves and tried to change the subject, but Bella's mind was elsewhere.
"Ugh..I feel awful." She groaned.
'Bella, he's going to fine. Trust me.'
"You're right. I don't know why I'm being paranoid."
'It's part of the package.' Emily explained. 'and it won't go away until you start having sex.'
"S-sex?"
'Yes, Bella...sex.' Emily chuckled. 'Why do you look so surprised?'
'More like horrified.' Kim giggled.
"Shut up. I'm just tired is all. It's been a long day."
'You should ask Jake to give you a deep tissue massage.' Emily cheekily suggested.
"I'd rather sleep, thank you very much." Bella blushed at the loaded suggestion.
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An hour went by and still there was no sign of Jacob.
Bella waited for him outside with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders and glanced at her watch every five seconds until Paul showed up followed by Quil, Embry, Sam and Seth.
"Where's Jake?"
'Teaching Brady and Collin a lesson.' Embry answered before hopping into his convertible.
The boys thanked Emily for dinner and waved goodbye as they drove off in their respective vehicles.
They were all in dire need of a shower, including Jacob, who emerged from the shadows with blood splattered all over his torso.
"Oh my God!" Bella rushed to his side in panic. "You're bleeding."
Tears flooded her eyes as she suddenly wrapped her arms around him and started sobbing into his chest.
'Hey...' He gently stroked her hair. 'It's just a scratch, Bells.'
"Just a scratch?" She glanced down at the gash in his side.
It was definitely NOT a scratch.
'Bella, he's going to be okay.' Emily tried to calm her down but she refused to let go of Jacob.
'Jesus, just take her home.' Sam tossed Jake the keys to Bella's truck.
"No! We need to take you to a hospital." she argued.
'Tell you what..' Jacob cupped her face in his large hands. 'How about we go home so you can clean the wounds and see for yourself how fast they can heal...hmmm?'
"O-ok."
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Bella's kitchen
1 am
"I feel like I'm watching a time-lapse video."
Bella dabbed Jacob's wound with a sterilized cotton, her eyes glued to the supernatural healing process that was taking place right before her eyes.
It was incredible.
She reached out and touched the faint scar, her fingers tracing Jacob's bare torso. "You're like a real life Superman."
'Yeah, and you're my Lois Lane.' Jacob brought her hand to his lips and sensually kissed her palm.
"Nah, I'm just silly old Bella who freaked out big time tonight." She blushed in return.
'I felt it, you know.' He confessed. 'You were worried sick, weren't you?'
"Yeah." Bella hid her face in her hands. "It was so embarrassing."
'Ok, now you're being silly. Come here...' Jacob hoisted her onto his lap. 'Repeat after me: I'm sexy and I know it!' He sang in her ear, making her giggle.
"Shut up." She swatted his arm, her body relaxing in his embrace. "You have the worst taste in music."
'I do not.' He protested, kneading her thighs with his warm fingers. 'Jesus, you're strung out like a guitar.'
"I'm just tired." She yawned. "It's been a long day."
His hands ventured north, massaging her shoulders.
She moaned when he rubbed a particular spot at the back of her neck, arching her body into his touch.
"Don't stop." She closed her eyes and surrendered to his magical fingers.
They removed the tension from her body, replacing it with something else entirely.
'Bells..' Jacob's nose skimmed her neck, inhaling her familiar scent.
She moaned in response and reached behind her to grab hold of his head.
He leaned forward and kissed her parted lips, slanting his mouth to deepen the kiss.
She squirmed in his lap, wanting to straddle him properly, but he suddenly rose to his feet and spun her around to face him.
His onyx eyes were half-lidded, studying her flushed face intently.
She was in dire need of a good, hard...
"Jake?"
Th Alpha growled, his nostrils flaring with each intake of breath.
Bella was looking up at him from beneath her heavy lashes, her swollen lips begging to be ravaged.
'I've been wanting to do this all night.' He dug his hands into the pockets of her Daisy Dukes and hoisted her off the kitchen floor in one smooth move.
She squealed in surprise and clung to his neck like a horny cowgirl.
'Bedroom?'
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"Yes, please."