A/N: Wow! 36 awesome reviews for chapter 15! Thanks so much :) I will PM you all as soon as I can.
In the meantime, here's another sweet, sexy chapter.
Things are starting to heat up, so have fun reading ;)
Rated M for adult themes and language.
Suggested Listening
Omarion & J. Cole- Morning (O Mix)
Rochelle Jordan - King A (Aaliyah 10 Tribute)
Jacob sucked on Bella's neck, leaving tiny red marks all over her heated skin.
She panted against his ear, her thighs locked around his waist as he bounded up the staircase, eager to get to her bedroom.
He blindly flicked the lights on, growling deep in his throat when she tugged on his soft hair, grinding her lower half into him.
'Mmm...my sexy kitten.' He whispered.
She was drowning in a liquid pool of lust, hyperaware of his moist breath on her collarbone, his fingers kneading and groping her flesh.
Jacob paused in the doorway, his half-lidded eyes darting to the array of unicorns on top of Bella's canopy bed.
The room was over-saturated with mythical creatures; glittery stuffed animals and sparkly snow globes.
The beaded curtains were adorned with baby snowflakes and virgin white seashells, the epitome of innocence.
Bella was his white dove, his imprint, and doing anything remotely sexual within her bedroom walls suddenly seemed so...wrong.
"Jake?"
The Alpha felt her soft fingers on his chin, stroking his stubble with the pad of her thumb.
She felt like a porcelain doll in his arms, light as a feather and sexy as hell.
'Fuckin, fluffy unicorns.' He muttered under his breath, letting her body slide down his front.
Bella stared up at him in confusion, her heels digging into the lush, baby-blue carpet beneath her feet. She was close to combusting if not for the cool, ocean breeze drifting from her open window.
Jacob ignored her puzzled expression and sat on the edge of her bed. He leaned forward, casually resting his elbows on his muscular thighs.
'Come here.' He tipped his head, irises glowing like embers.
She swallowed thickly, her heartbeat escalating with every step forward.
The sexual tension between them was like an invisible thread, ready to break at any minute.
Jacob could feel it rising to the surface like molten lava, threatening to burn and destroy his fortress of discipline.
His nostrils flared at the familiar scent of Bella's arousal; vanilla icing and strawberry champagne...
Her milky thighs arrived at their destination, her Daisy Dukes flirting with his cutoffs.
She dug her nails into the soft fabric of her shirt, biting her lower lip as she did so.
Jacob hooked his fingers into the belt loops of her shorts and pulled her closer.
'Nervous?' He asked.
"Hmmm.." Bella hummed in response, her palms getting sweaty at the thought of losing her virginity to Jake.
She certainly wasn't ready, but he looked way too irresistible at the moment.
'Don't worry. We'll take it slow.'
Jacob unfastened her zipper and tugged her shorts down in one swift motion.
Bella gasped in shock then reached down to balance her hands on his bare shoulders, accidentally pushing her crotch in his face.
He was practically eye-level with Pusheen the Cat who was ironically dressed as a unicorn too.
'Jesus...' He glared at the grey cat who appeared to be mocking him with her rainbow tail. 'Is today kitten Wednesday?'
"Umm..." Bella blushed. "I like wearing cute underwear from time to time."
Jacob chuckled in amusement, rubbing his thumb over his plump lower lip.
Her scent was messing with his brain, inviting him to feast on her body and peel her shirt off like a delectable orange.
'I wanna spread you on my bed, like Nutella on bread.' He declared, making her giggle in response.
"Jake, are you high?"
He lazily grinned and nuzzled his face into her cleavage. 'Maybe.'
She stroked his neck with her delicate fingers, and he started to purr like a jungle cat in her embrace.
'Your bra smells like chocolate chip muffins.' His tongue darted out to taste the swell of her breasts.
She stifled a moan at the wet sensation, squeezing her thighs together to generate some friction.
The Alpha was getting high on her scent, eyes closed, teeth scraping her skin.
He was fighting the urge to sink his wolfy fangs into her tempting flesh and bite her...
Everyone had to know that she was his mate, his imprint and nobody else's.
Jacob took a deep, calming breath and tried to think with his head instead of his dick.
He imagined Charlie holding a shotgun...
Charlie threatening to shoot his dick using said shotgun...
Yeah, that did it.
Bella trembled in his arms, her lips dropping kisses on his unkempt hair.
"What's on your mind?"
'Trust me, you don't wanna know.' He smirked, grabbing her thighs and hoisting her up along with him.
They both moaned at the skin-on-skin contact as he carried her to the dresser.
Her thin bra left nothing to the imagination, its demi-cups barely concealing her stiff pink nipples.
"Jake, please..." Bella panted, her doe eyes begging him to kiss her.
'Please what?' He sexily groaned, pushing her up against the wall.
She tugged on his hair, diverting his attention away from her breasts by pinching his nipple. Hard.
'Ow! Why'd you do that for?' He protested, rubbing the sore spot with his palm.
"You know exactly what I want." Bella replied, scraping her nails down his chest.
Jacob slammed his hand on the wall beside her head, but she didn't even flinch. 'You want me to fuck you?'
She stared him down, digging her cowgirl heels into his backside. "Guess again."
'Jesus, Bells. I'm not a mind reader.'
"I'm your imprint." She enunciated. "You're supposed to know what I want."
'No. That's not how imprinting works.' Jacob argued.
Bella shot him a frustrated look and folded her arms across her chest.
"Then maybe we shouldn't have sex tonight." She pouted, her shoulders slumping in defeat.
He was supposed to be the passionate -I'mma tear your panties off- type of guy, yet he was acting like a shy virgin.
WTF?
Jacob ran his warm fingers up and down her thighs in a tender gesture.
She was no longer aroused, which was good, but also bad for his ego.
'Did you honestly think I was going to deflower you in front of your entire unicorn collection and in your childhood bedroom, no less?'
"Ummm..." Her voice trailed off and she felt incredibly foolish all of a sudden.
She remembered the night Jacob stopped by while she was high on cough syrup; the night he gave her the boxing glove necklace:
'Yeah well, the next time you run into a vampire, you will follow my orders, Bella, whether you like it or not.'
His eyes glowed in the dim light of her bedside lamp, but it did nothing to deter her from snorting out loud.
'You'll do as I say, babe. Wanna know why?' He crouched in front of her, tangling his fingers in her hair. 'Because you willingly kissed me…'
Bella blushed, unable to tear her gaze away from his yellow irises.
'And since you willingly kissed me, you'll probably trip and fall into my bed by the end of this summer.'
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By the end of the summer...
Whoa..wait a minute!
Was she really contemplating a romantic relationship with Jacob?
Yes, she was his imprint but that didn't change the fact that he was a ladies man with tons of experience.
Will she be able to act all cool and nonchalant if they run into one of his ex-girlfriends or conquests or whatever? And most importantly, can she satisfy the mighty Alpha in the bedroom?
'Bells, look at me.'
Jacob titled up her chin so she'd look him straight in the eye but she couldn't.
What if it turned out that Jake's feelings for her were purely based on lust?
Her parents thought they were in love but they eventually got divorced because they got married at such a young age. They confused lust with love, not to mention that they shared nothing in common...
"Put me down, Jake." She softly requested.
He complied, setting her back on her feet with a disappointed groan. 'I swear you're gonna give me blue balls soon.'
"Sorry." Bella blushed, reaching for her PJ drawer.
'Allow me.' Jacob stepped in and opened it instead, his eyes feasting on the skimpy material spilling from the top corners.
He fished out a pair of silky black shorts and a matching camisole then handed them to Bella.
'Black should be your signature color from now on.'
He lounged on the mattress and watched her unclasp her sheer bra before slipping into her camisole.
His gaze traveled down the curve of her spine, watching the muscles shift beneath her ivory skin.
'I can't believe I didn't imprint on you until now.' He blurted out.
Bella froze, her eyes going wide at his sudden admission.
"When did it happen?" She prodded, moving to sit beside him on the petal-pink comforter.
'It uh..happened the night I saved you from Foster.'
"Really?"
'Yep.' Jacob nodded, tracing the arch of her foot with his fingers. 'Something changed that day, but I refused to acknowledge it until I...' He swallowed. 'Saw you sleeping in my bed...' His eyes rose to meet hers. 'You looked so peaceful...so beautiful...so right.'
Bella's heart skipped a beat, lips trembling with anticipation.
'Not to mention, fuckable.' Jacob added with a hint of humor in his voice.
"Shut up." She swatted his arm. "You ruined a perfectly good chick-flick speech with that God awful F-word of yours."
'Admit it, Swan. You love it when I say the eff word.' Jacob playfully tickled her ribs.
Bella tried to escape his ticking assault, but he climbed on top of her and pinned her wrists above her head.
'Surrender, or else.' He nipped at her neck, his hot breath tickling her skin.
"Jeez, Jake. Are you still reading Fifty Shades of Grey?" She teased.
'Yep.' He popped the P. 'Angela stopped by the garage and loaned me all three books.'
"No way!" She giggled.
'Yes way.'
"Well, at least you're reading something other than Playboy." Bella snickered.
'Shut it, Swan.' He mocked her, using her own trademark phrase.
"Or what, you'll spank me?"
Jacob's heightened eye-sight detected the subtle flush of her skin as it coated her cheeks.
She was starting to blush and that was definitely a good sign.
'Do you want me to spank you?' He smirked, rising up on his knees, his thighs straddling her bare legs.
The bed creaked under his weight as he scooted backwards and flipped her over onto her stomach like a horny pancake.
"Jake!" Bella squealed, feeling his hot fingers gliding up her thigh.
'Is this what you fantasize about when you touch yourself?' He squeezed her ass cheeks to emphasize his point. 'Me spanking you...using you as my fuck toy?'
"N-no.." She moaned. "That's your dirty fantasy, not mine."
'Yeah? What's yours then? Huh?' He leaned forward and inhaled her seductive scent.
His sultry bedroom voice was like a delicious aphrodisiac, awakening her dormant arousal.
Jacob's nostrils flared in response, his wolf snarling deep within his chest.
Bella gasped at the feral sound and buried her face in the soft comforter. She was beyond turned on and he could easily smell it.
'Tell me, Bells.' The Alpha pressed her body further into the mattress, his chest flirting with her back.
He was this close to ripping her Pjs to shreds.
"Laptop..." She replied in a muffle voice. "C-check my laptop.".
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Jacob sighed and rolled out of bed, his raging boner leading the way.
'Calm down, dude. You're not getting any tonight.' He muttered under his breath.
It was his first time romancing a virgin, so he was trying real hard to suppress his carnal urges.
"It's on my desk." Bella rose up on her elbows, her apple-red cheeks complementing her embarrassed expression.
He cleared this throat and grabbed the white Macbook from her desk.
'Your fantasy's in here?' he tapped the closed lid with his index finger, giving her an amused look as he padded barefoot to the bed.
"Y-yes." She sat up against the headboard, hugging her knees to her chest.
Jacob tucked the laptop under his arm and climbed up next to her.
'Come here.' He suddenly scooped her up onto his lap and kissed her softy on the lips.
She kissed him back with equal fervor, tasting the remnants of her chocolate fudge cake on his tongue.
'Mmmm...'
He blindly placed the Macbook on her lap, guiding her fingers to the keyboard.
'Show me.'
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Bella scrolled through her bookmarks and clicked open a tumblr site.
'Fuck.' Jacob swore, his eyes glued to the naked photos on the screen.
They were all black and white images of the same couple engaged in several sexual acts, including oral sex.
The images were extremely erotic and the dark haired man in the photos looked a lot like Jacob.
"Sometimes, I...imagine it's your head...down there..." Bella whispered.
'Yeah?'
"Uh-huh." She shyly nodded.
'So, you have a cunnilingus fetish...' Jacob clicked on another page and more oral sex photos appeared on the screen. 'Nice..'
"And you clearly have a spanking fetish, so..."
'I honestly don't.' He responded, zooming in on one of the photos. 'Unless you're into that Earl Grey shit.'
"Earl Grey?!" Bella exploded with laughter, her body vibrating on top of Jake's swelling erection.
'Err...I meant Fifty Shades or whatever.'
"Oh my God, that's so funny." She wiped the tears from her eyes, feeling utterly exhausted all of a sudden.
'I know that laugh.' Jacob grabbed the laptop and placed it on her bedside table. 'And you're about to crash in three...two...'
"Earl Grey!" She giggled hysterically.
'One..' He counted off on his finger, listening to her heartbeat as it slowed down.
'Zero...'
Bella suddenly went limp in his arms, her eyelids closing as she drifted off to sleep.
'Silly munchkin.'
It was well past midnight, so he tucked her under the comforter and kissed her tired face.
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'Huh.'
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'Never had a girl fall asleep on me before...' He mumbled.