Setting Dusk

by Renesmee's Theory

Love hurts. It can be a challenge. Love is a force and takes many forms. Love is crazy. Love is immortal. Love will test Renesmee & Jacob to their utmost limits. Follow Nessie's adventure of self-discovery and realization as she prepares to graduate high school with her friends but will she even make it to graduation with new threats? (Sequel to Dusk Horizon) RATED M {LEMONS}

50. Chapter 50: The Proposal: Part 2

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, just my own characters!

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Renesmee Cullen

We stayed for another awkward 20 minutes at the restaurant, and after the delicious but perhaps unenjoyable dessert, we took another awkward trip back to the car and onto the road.

I lay my head against the window, looking out through the stainless glass, as we drove past the bay area. Deep in thought.

It's sufficed to say today didn't go the way I expected it to go. Well, that's ridiculous because I most definitely did NOT have expectations for tonight…No expectations whatsoever. Zero. Nada. Zilch!

Hehe…

Oh god…

I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised. Maybe Jake is planning to propose on a less obvious occasion than an anniversary? Maybe he's planning a more elaborate proposal, one where I can least expect it?

Or maybe…maybe he's not even planning on proposing to me at all? Maybe he doesn't want to get married, and I'll probably spend the rest of my life as a bridesmaid but never the bride!

The final thought sent knots to my stomach.

I did not want to live in that timeline at all.

Maybe I should just accept that he doesn't want to get married. Maybe I should be happy with where we were now. I mean, is the imprint bond not enough?

I don't need an engagement ring to know how deeply and strongly Jake loved me, right? Who needs some flashy wedding bands to show the world we are completely besotted with each other?

Maybe I am too young to get married too, I suppose. Maybe we're both too young to get married.

I knew Jacob loved me with every fiber of his being because that's how I also feel about him.

We didn't need a wedding to prove that to people.

But…I always had this inner fairytale dream that I would one day get married in some beautiful vineyard, surrounded by nature, dressed in a bespoke wedding gown that fits my body, taste and personality.

I dreamt as a kid that the man I married would be standing at the altar, brimming with tears as he watches me walk down the aisle to meet him on our road to our forever journey.

Even as a kid, I fantasized about the man potentially being Jacob.

I didn't know at the time that it would be him and I certainly didn't think it would actually happen of course but being that Jake was the only man in my life who wasn't related to me in a familial sense, naturally I thought of him being my husband.

Now that I know I felt that way largely in part, because of our imprint connection, that thought yearns for a reality.

As my brain rattled and battled with various scenarios and epiphanies, I noticed something strange.

Jacob was so quiet...

...Uncharacteristically quiet.

I cleared my throat and sat up straight as I drifted my eyes from my side of the window and onto Jacob, who was sporting a pensive look on his face.

"Tonight, was very lovely," I uttered, attempting to break the ice. Jacob didn't respond though.

He instead tightened his grip on the steering wheel and drifted his eyes away in thought. "Jacob?" I probed.

"Hmm?" He hummed back, darting his head towards me as he came back to earth. "Oh, sorry." He sighed.

I simply smiled back and gave a slight nod before arching my back against the seat and moving my focus back to the window.

"What were you saying, my love?" He asked, grabbing hold of my hand and giving it a kiss at the back of it.

I giggled. "I was just saying what a lovely night tonight was."

"Was it?" He quizzed, in a hopeful tone. "Oh! That's great. I'm glad you enjoyed it." He stated.

I smiled back, but only slightly as I watched as Jake lowered down my hand onto his lap whilst still gripping on the steering wheel, looking right ahead.

I had rarely seen Jacob sad, disappointed or angry – at least not around me – but I saw all of those emotions on his face at this moment even though I knew he was trying hard to mask it.

Jake could suppress his emotions from a lot of people, but not from me.

I then moved my hand that was on his thigh to begin stroking and gripping it, giving his rigid thigh a gentle, soothing gesture.

He smiled thinly, glancing back at me with his intoxicating dark brown eyes.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah!" He responded.

"You sure?" I stressed, running my fingers through the hairs on the back of his head.

"100% sure. Just a little tired." He replied with a grin.

I wasn't convinced.

I suppose I shouldn't have expected him to tell me the truth anyway.

"So…where are we going?" I asked.

"Well…" He began, flicking the indicator as he turned right into the intersection. "That is a surprise."

"There's another surprise?!" I questioned.

The night was not over yet!

"Oh, yes. The night is still young." He replied.

Well…That sounds great.

I grinned.

But I wasn't going to get my hopes up for anything.

"Hmm…Now you've piqued my curiosity. Is it the kind of surprise where I need to dress up again? Or maybe walk around in my birthday suit?" I joked.

He chuckled. "You'll see, babe." He spoke. "Although can we circle back the birthday suit again?"

I giggled and patted his hard stomach. "Let's play some music!" I spoke. "You don't mind if I link my playlist to the Bluetooth?"

"Not at all," He responded.

I dug into my purse to retrieve my iPhone and I linked my phone to the car and began playing some songs from my Tame Impala/The Neighbourhood playlist.

I sighed. "So, there's this Oak Woods Debutante Ball –"

"A Debu-what ball?"

"A Debutante Ball! It's this formal gala that happens every spring or summer, where young women from the town's most powerful families enter high society and are dubbed the Debutante Gem of the season." I explained. "It's a coming out party!"

He gave me a disgusted look, cocking his eyebrow and huffing.

I rolled my eyes with a giggle. "Elitist. I know." I responded.

"Anyway, the debutante tradition dates back to the 18th century, where the event was originally intended as an avenue through which to present young beautiful women of the community eligible for marriage to prospective high society partners, be it princes, dukes, viscounts, barons, noblemen or just really wealthy men." I expanded.

He sighed. "Okay…So what does this debutante ball have to do with you?"

"Well…Alex is a debutante –"

"Alex?" He exclaimed in shock. "Your best friend, Alex? Seth's girlfriend, Alex? The high society hating and patriarchy despising Alex? She's a debutante?"

I nodded. "Yup! That's her! Shocker, I know."

He hummed. "Ok."

"Well, anyway, Oak Woods is hosting its ball this year as each international debutante ball happens once every four years and because Alex comes from a founding family or something like that, so that makes her presence mandatory." I told him.

"I bet she's totally okay with that." He said, sarcastically.

"Oh, she hates it!" I giggled. "But that's not the interesting part." I pointed out.

He glanced back at me as he made a sharp turn.

"Remember the story Ray Parker told us weeks ago?" I probed. He nodded.

"The story about his grandfather and the werewolves."

"Well…The part in the story about Cassia being a frequent attendee at the debutante ball over the decades made Alex and I decide to do some digging in the archives and so the only way we can do that is if one of us has a way into the debutante. Alex is going to participate in the ball so it's the perfect opportunity–"

Jake interrupted. "I hope you're not thinking of doing anything reckless, right?"

I frowned. "N-no! No."

"Because you remember what Ray told us? About her gifts? And how she's an expert manipulator? We still don't know what her motives are and when she's watching our every move. I just want you to be careful, Ness."

"Of course. I wouldn't do anything crazy, Jake." I laughed with an eye roll. He looked unamused. "I promise." I assured him.

He nodded.

He reoccupied his attention on the road and smiled as he spotted a sign.

"We're here." He told me.

The sign said Crescent Oak Bay beach up ahead.

The beach was notorious for its elusiveness, sunset and moonlight scenery, warm waters, surf tides, romantic beach strolls, stunning ocean views, and wonderful beach houses. A lot of couples also had weddings and receptions at this beach.

"Esme's renting this beach house out and she thought it would be a great place to spend our anniversary weekend." He told me.

"Anniversary weekend?" I smirked.

"Um…Yeah. I thought it would be good to just get away from the apartment or your house for a few days. Just have quality alone time. No roommates. No parents. No distractions." He spoke. "Too much?"

I smiled. "Oh, babe! This is amazing. Thank you." I patted his thigh. He reciprocated the affection by smiling back and gripping my hand on his thigh ever so tightly.

"To be honest, I think we need this weekend apart. We've never really spent a full day just the two of us let alone a whole weekend." I told him.

"We did in Forks during the summer." Jake answered.

"I mean…technically but every day we saw someone in our life or were constantly around people. I just want to be able to spend a whole day with you, without the outside world. Like we're the only people in the universe." I spoke.

"I hear that." He said as he turned into a gated entrance and swiped an entrance card against the sensor. "I can't wait until we move into our own place."

I laughed. "Me too."

As the gates opened for us, Jake waved at the beachfront private guard and pulled into the beach house community.

"Welcome to Crescent Oak Beachfront." The private security guard greeted us.

Jake and I waved at the guard and drove to our secluded Oceanside abode.

… …

When Jake and I arrived at our ocean view beach abode – a house Esme bought and flipped to rent out for vacations, weekends and events – we settled in the beach house, got comfortable and toured the place.

"This place is so beautiful." I remarked as Jake, and I looked around the master bedroom.

"Sure is." He said.

"I could totally see the girls and I spending spring break or summer break here." I said.

Esme furnished the house really well. It had a very relaxed, modern, light, open and welcoming atmosphere.

The views were the highlight thanks to the big glass doors and windows where you can see the sandy shores and glistening, wavy ocean with moonlight and starlight in the night sky hovering the waters.

Jacob and I were so enamored that we decided to have an impromptu night picnic on the beach outside the house just to soak in the night air and admire the scenery. The moonlight and soft undulation of the waves animated the quixotic scene.

"Gosh, it's so beautiful out here." I mused as my eyes transfixed on the horizon, my body against Jake's large chest with his arms engulfing my entire frame from behind.

My bare feet were lodged into the warm sand as we sat on the blanket, Jake's own bulky feet on either side of mine.

"Yeah, it is." Jake replied with an inhale of the breath. "Air is pretty great too." He added, tightening his grip around me as the wind breezed past.

He planted a kiss on the top of my head, and I smiled in response as I nuzzled into his neck and held onto his strong forearms.

"This is what I'm going to miss the most when we move to New York. The sandy beaches. The cool breeze. The SoCal sun." I spoke.

"Yeah, me too. We can always come back in a couple years. Maybe decades." Jake stated.

"Definitely!" I replied. "But I do think we'll enjoy NYC."

"I don't know if I'll do great in a big city, but I guess there's a first time for everything."

"Exactly! It's an adventure!" I replied with a bright smile. "We can make it work. We could get a nice studio apartment on the upper west side of Manhattan that overlooks the Hudson River or maybe get a pad in Brooklyn Heights, I hear there's great apartments there."

"That sounds like a plan."

"And of course, we'll need to consider how to move around NYC so we can always get a new car together which we'll probably never use because the city traffic is insane." I giggled.

"I've always wanted to ride the subway." Jake remarked.

"Oh! See! There you go." I pointed out. "During the day, you go to work, and I go to my classes at Columbia and then in the evenings we have late night strolls around the city or the Brooklyn Bridge, maybe explore some of the many restaurants, and have date nights to see theater productions and plays in Broadway perhaps."

"You and I are both homebodies, babe. We're most likely gonna be staying in to watch some bad reality TV or movies." He joked.

I chuckled. "No, we're not! We can do that most nights, sure but we should explore the city together. I can't wait for the day we both finally get to live together."

"Ditto." He whispered in my ear. "And think of all the amazing sex we can get up to in our apartment with no one else around," He growled sexily.

I giggled as my cheeks burned a deep scarlet.

"Only three and a half months left," I stated.

"Graduation." He sighed as he and I maintained our fixation on the waters.

"Wait!" Jake exclaimed as he jerked away from me. "You mentioned having your classes at Columbia…Does that mean…?"

I turned my body around to face him with a huge grin on my face.

"I got early acceptance into Columbia University!" I breathed out with a chuckle.

Jake's bulged in shock and happiness. "Holy shit – Holy fuck – Oh my god! That's incredible, Ness! Are you kidding me?" He screamed out, grabbing my face in his massive hands and smashing his lips on mine.

I giggled between the multiple quick pecks he laid on me.

"I realized I got the email this afternoon when I checked my email in the car. Still waiting for the mail to get in a couple of days so I can tell the family." I told him.

His eyes were staring at mine in a way I can only describe as pride and elation.

"I am so proud of you, baby. Truly." He remarked, eyes glistening with tears as he leaned in to plant his lips on my head.

"I can't believe it. Screw that – Of course I believe it. You're a genius. I never doubted you for a second, but this is amazing. We gotta celebrate twice tonight!" He spoke.

I chuckled. "Thanks, Jake."

"I'll be right back. Give me one minute." He said after looking into my eyes for what felt like forever.

Jake pulled away to jump up and run back into the house.

I furrowed my brows as I waited.

I wonder what he is up to.

He returned with an expensive champagne bottle in his one hand and two glasses in his other hand and I watched as he popped the cork open as it flew to the other side.

"Woo!" He whooped as the foam oozed out of the bottle and into the glasses as he poured the champagne as he walked towards me.

I bellowed in laughter as he collapsed onto the ground –spilling a few drops of the bubbly onto our laid-out blanket.

"Careful, Jake! You'll waste the champagne." I spoke.

"Screw the champagne. We're celebrating you. We're celebrating us." He began as he handed a glass to me and held his up.

"A toast to you!" He exclaimed. "I can't wait to see you do amazing things out in the world. You'll go off to college, get your journalism and art double major degree and change the world."

I smiled. "Thank you, babe."

We clanked both of our glasses together before taking a sip of the bubbly.

It was good.

Jake suddenly looked pensive after gulping down his champagne as he fell silent. He gazed directly into my eyes, almost studying and scanning my soul.

I frowned and shrugged my shoulders mid sip of my drink.

"What is it?" I giggled.

He shook his head, flashing his signature Jake grin.

"No. It's nothing uh..." He began. "I was just reminiscing about the day I met you."

I blushed a deep scarlet. "I was a baby."

"I know..." He responded. "A very cute baby I might add. I wanted to wrap you up in Styrofoam and bubble wrap to protect you all my life."

"You don't have to make it weird, babe." I teased.

He blushed in embarrassment. "Sorry! My bad!"

I guffawed hysterically.

"But, seriously... It's crazy how we got here." He expanded.

I nodded. "Yeah, it's been a crazy number of years."

"I don't think I thought we'd be where we are together." I told him. "I didn't think I'd fall for you let alone you fall for me."

He smiled. "How could I not?"

"Well, for one... You were like my brother for the longest time. I thought it was weird when I first had a crush on you."

"You were 12, right?" He asked.

I nodded, placing my glass down. "You were my first crush. I felt so ashamed that I thought of you that way. I was like 'when did Jacob get so hot?'."

He laughed.

I held my face in embarrassment. "It's not funny. It's bad enough that Emmett made fun of me about it. The fact that you knew about it all this time made it worse."

"The pack made fun of me for it too,"

"But you didn't feel the same way for me." She responded.

"Yeah, because you were 12!" I laughed.

She rolled her eyes and moaned. "I know!"

He continued laughing as he poured me a second glass of champagne.

"Anyway, everything worked out for the better I guess." She said.

"Timing is everything," He expressed.

That's true. The schoolgirl crush I had on him years ago just didn't compare to how our actual love story evolved.

Our imprint had several stages. Jake was my protector, when I was just a baby. Then as I got older, he was like my big brother. As a teen, he was like a best friend and then now as an adult, he is my soulmate.

To an outsider who had no knowledge about the imprint, it could be odd but our relationship made sense to us.

Jake sighed after chugging down his drink and locked eyes with me again.

"My life started the day I laid eyes on you, but our life together started the day you said you loved me. But our road to forever begins now, right at this very moment." He stated, his eyes staring into my soul with so much emotion.

I smiled. "That's sweet."

"Look, this year with you has been amazing. Probably the best year of my life." He spoke. "I didn't think I'd ever be this happy ever, let alone, have the source of my happiness be my best friend."

"I thought my mom was your best friend?" I joked.

He rolled his eyes. "She's my best friend yes, but you are…you're my everything, Ness."

My eyes began to well up as my lips began to quiver and body begin to shiver as he uttered these wonderful words to me.

"You're the source of everything that's good in my life. You're my heart, you're my soul, you're my strength, you're my kryptonite, you're my happiness, you're my love, you're my body, you're my spirit, you're my present, you're my future…you're my Nessie. My imprint. My soulmate. My reason for existing."

My breathing hitched as I gulped for the last breath, I think I could inhale.

What is happening?

He looked into my eyes for a while with such earnest fervor and love before sighing, dropping his head.

He inhaled a breath. "Look, I'm not gonna pretend tonight went completely how I wanted it to but, I don't care anymore. I just think…Um… What's that phrase people use when they want to seize the day or something like that? Like when you want to live in the moment?"

I frowned. "Carpe diem?"

"Right. Carpe diem." He smiled as he met my eyes again.

"I want to make the most of our present together. I wanted to do this in some elaborate, romantic way in front of everyone back at the fancy restaurant with a whole singing quartet and French cellist, where I can sweep you off your feet –"

"You had a singing quartet?" I giggled.

That's so sweet.

He looked embarrassed. "Yeah, I did. I wanted to surprise you with the whole cliché scene you see in the movies and when that got ruined by that stupid couple proposal back at the restaurant, I got bummed out…" He said, sadness in his tone.

"Oh, Jake!" I touched his face.

"But I realize now that I didn't need all of that." He said. "You are all I need, Nessie."'

"Could you please stand up?" He asked as he took the champagne glass from my grasp and set it aside.

My heart picked up in speed as I felt the moment come nearer.

Oh…So this is actually finally happening, huh?

Wait…

This is happening?!

This is happening!

Jake was finally going to ask me to marry him?

Jacob shot up from the ground and extended his hand out to me.

I stared at his palms, the palmer creases on his rough skin indicating his strength and the softness of his fingertips indicating the warm invitation to take his hand as if to promise he would protect me for the rest of his life if I trusted him.

I gladly took his hand as he helped me up from the ground.

Jake inhaled a heavy breath as he clenched his one hand in his pocket, fidgeting with an object.

"Nessie," Jake said suddenly.

I moved a piece of hair behind my ear as I stared into his nervous eyes. I held onto his hand tightly as if to reassure him.

He breathed out exasperatedly, his shaky and sweaty palms clenching around mine.

Jake… I projected into his mind.

He looked at me with a small smile, a smile with a sense of eternal reassurance in it. It was the type of smile that convinced me that our journey was only just beginning.

It was like Scott Fitzgerald said: It was a smile that understood me just as far as I wanted to be understood, believed in me as I would like to believe in myself. He knew me. He saw me. He saw through me. He loved me.

He swayed our bonded hands together before whipping out the velvet box that occupied my mind for days.

I exhaled the heavy breath I was holding in for three, no, four, maybe, five minutes now.

Jake dropped my hand and knelt down, bending on his right knee and brought the velvet box into view.

My jaw dropped to the floor and my free hands flew straight to my mouth as a howl escaped my lips.

"Nessie…" He began. "When I look into your eyes, I see a reflection of the two of us and the life I hope we'll share together. I see us traveling around the world together, doing some pretty awesome things. I see us having nights where we talk, laugh, cry and smile together. I see us building a house together, find our forever home that we'll probably inevitably have to leave and start anew." He joked.

I giggled, tears brimming in my eyes.

"…I see us growing a family together with our football load of puppies." He mentioned. I widened my eyes. "Okay. Okay. Fine. Three or four puppies."

I rolled my eyes with a giggle.

"I see us being happy together for the rest of our life which is quite literally everlasting. Instead of growing old together, our love will grow in maturity every day. Our own little seed that will grow into an endless aging tree for all of our days. And this is a promise, Ness." He said, bringing my hand down and holding onto it.

"I promise you; no one will work harder to make you happy or cherish you more than me. Even when you're mad at me, I'll make you smile. Even when you're sick of me some days, I'll strive to cheer you up." He said.

I could never get sick of you. I thought.

He took my hand and laid it against his chest.

"When I look into my heart, I only see you. If you look into your heart and only see me, you know that we're meant to be. My heart belongs to you and only you. Never forget that." He said, the last part he struggled to utter as his voice began to crack and his eyes welled up in tears.

My lips quivered as streams of water faded down my rosy cheeks as Jake recited the heartfelt words to me.

"A lifetime is not long enough to love you but let's start with forever," He said before looking down at the box and flipping it open.

A loud, breathless gasp escaped my lips as my eyes saw the glistening, sparkly gem for the first time.

"So, without further ado," He joked, lightening the mood with his signature Jacob humor.

I giggled through my cries.

"Will you do me the utmost honor of becoming my wife forever?" He pleaded with a tear streaming down his dark, smooth skin.

I opened my mouth, but no words came out.

I was in shock. Bewilderment. Astonished. Shook.

I dreamed of this moment for months now and I dreamt how I would react to those words escaping his lips but it's so much more surreal hearing those words in reality.

This cannot be real! Jacob proposing to me? I have to be hallucinating this!

Was this actually happening?

Was this a dream?

No.

This was real. This wasn't a dream even though it feels like it is.

I didn't know my silence was longer than intended until Jake broke me from my train of thought.

"I'd give up anything to hear a 'yes' from you right now." He chuckled nervously.

I exhaled.

"Oh my god! Yes! Of course! Yes!" I sobbed as I knelt down to his level, dropping my hands to grip his face in mine and colliding our wet lips together in a fervent, powerful kiss unlike no other.

The kiss was long but all so worth it.

I pulled away to continue to weep, my vision blurry as I stared at Jake's handsome face. My Jacob. My future husband.

"I will marry you, Jake!" I wept.

He pursed his lips, stopping himself from breaking down but he didn't succeed as he dropped his head down and wept into my embrace. I held onto his face, stroking his soft jet-black hair.

"Gah! You had me going there. This is so not a mucho reaction." Jake joked self-deprecatingly.

I laughed. "I don't care! I want to see you this vulnerable with me, Jake." I told him, lifting his face up so I can see him. "You are a man that's not afraid to show your vulnerability which is unbelievably sexy."

He shrugged. "Well, thank you." He cleared his throat, giving me a smoldering look.

I chuckled. "Jake… I love you. And I know you know this, but I want you to know that I love you so much. I would love you even if we had met each other down the street one morning. I would love you despite the imprint." I told him.

He smiled back, trailing his hand up and down my cheek.

"You're my everything too, Jake. Without you, there is no roadmap to everlasting life and love." I told him. "You're my compass to life, Jake. You're my North, my South, my East and West, the sun in the morning and the night of my day. You're the air that I breathe, Jake. I can't breathe when you're not near. I can't think when you're not by my side. I would never take you for granted nor would I ever forget the way you make me feel.

I love the feeling I get when you look at me and the butterflies I get when I see you smiling at me. I count the number of times that you smile at me and die on days that you don't. I would love to smile with you for the rest of my life, for the rest of our lives.

You are my Kryptonite, Jacob Black. You are my knight in shining armor. You are my prince. You are my wolf. You are my Jake." I recited.

He widened his grin. "Oh, baby!"

"So, yes! I am so glad you finally proposed, goddamn! Took you long enough." I joked.

He bellowed in laughter. "Yeah well…I am slow sometimes." He added.

I scoffed.

"You haven't even tried on the ring yet." He remarked.

"Oh! The ring!" I gasped as I stood up from the ground, my legs jumping from excitement.

He chuckled as he pulled the gorgeous ring out of its box and took my hand in his grasp again and slipped it on my finger.

I gasped again as I finally took in the beauty that is the flawless, radiant and dazzling jewel before me.

The engagement ring was a rose gold band with a round cut central diamond on it with emerald diamond pieces surrounding it, almost like a halo and on the sides –not pulling focus from the bigger diamond – were two tiny diamonds that glistened in the moonlight. The diamonds encircling the round center diamond gave off the illusion of a bouquet of flowers. It was simple, unique, delicate, romantic, elegant and precious.

Exactly to my taste.

"Oh, Jake! This is beautiful." I exclaimed with yet another gasp as I hoisted my hand up to get a better look at the central diamond that literally took my breath away.

Jake smiled as he stood up from his knees - now towering over me with his large, 6ft7 frame and staring down at the ring with me as he held my hand.

"Where did you get this? This must have cost you a fortune!" I clamored in admiration, my eyes not leaving the ring.

"Nah," He shrugged it off, but I could tell he was lowballing. "I bought the ring from this lovely old lady jeweler who helped me design the ring."

My eyes finally left the ring to stare at Jake in awe.

"You designed this?"

He nodded. "Part of it. Well…We modified it. The ring itself was round but I added the diamonds on the side. They're from my mother's old engagement ring that my dad gave to me a few years ago."

My eyes bulged in shock.

"I knew I wanted my mother to be part of this journey with us somehow, but I also wanted you to have a ring that's unique to you. My dad was okay with it when I told him I would be using mom's diamonds for your engagement ring."

My lips pursed together as they quivered in emotion, my eyes brimming with water.

I hadn't met Sarah Black and I so wish I was around to know her. To know where Jacob came from. To know the woman who raised the strong, upstanding man I get to call my husband in future. To build a bond with my mother-in-law.

From the few photos I saw of her, Jacob looked so much like her despite being his dad, Billy's younger twin. Jacob had his mother's eyes and her smile.

He designed the engagement ring using diamonds from his mom's jewelry collection! And he did it for me? That is the most romantic and thoughtful thing I have ever heard.

"Jake! That-That is so sweet. My goodness!" I cried, throwing my arms around his neck and showering him with multiple kisses on the lips.

"It's perfect! I love it so much. Thank you!"

"You're welcome." He said, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close to him. "I'm glad you love it."

"You didn't break the bank, did you?" I probed concernedly.

He chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Only Renesmee Cullen would worry about how much her engagement ring cost."

My engagement ring? Oh wow…It is mine!

I am actually engaged.

Pinch me moment!

"No! I didn't mean it like that." I replied.

"I know. I know. I'm messing with you." He replied, kissing my forehead. "The jeweler was actually kind enough to give me a discount. I worked my charm on her, I guess."

"Well, we should make a note to thank her in person soon. I'll organize some flowers for her. You did well, babe," I spoke, undulating my fingers through his back hairs.

I wonder how my parents reacted to Jacob proposing to me. Did he even ask them? More aptly, did he ask my dad? I can't imagine my dad would be too pleased if he didn't get the opportunity to give his approval and I couldn't imagine Jake asking without his approval–even if he didn't need it.

"I asked your parents for their blessing," He answered my thoughts.

"I was just about to ask!" I laughed. "You read my mind."

"Well, I know you." He said.

"You know me better than anyone and you love me for me, despite my flaws –" I replied but got cut off.

"What flaws? You're flawless, babe!"

I rolled my eyes but smiled.

"How did my dad take it?"

He chuckled. "He didn't say no if you're worried about that. He was actually very thrilled."

I smiled. That was good to hear.

"He was probably thrilled you did the 20th century, traditional approach of asking for the father's hand."

Jake shrugged. "I know he's a stickler for tradition that big ole lump. Even though he didn't even ask for Bella's hand in marriage."

Oh right! Charlie wasn't too pleased about that.

"He risked it because Grandpa Charlie probably would've said no." I joked.

"Yeah," Jake sighed. "We should probably get back inside."

"Sure,"

We gathered up our things and headed back into the house hand in hand.

"I'm so obsessed with this ring, Jake!" I giggled as I stared at it one more time.

"It's gonna be yours forever. It better stay on that finger," He teased.

"Of course!" I laughed.

Thoughts began racing in my head. Now that we're finally engaged, we had to now think of the actual wedding. Unlike my mother, I actually think I enjoy fantasizing about my wedding day. I've been reading Alice and Rosalie's bridal magazines since I was a child, so I had a vision of what kind of wedding I wanted already seared in my head, but I keep making updates and changes as my tastes change.

I guess I was in many ways like my father. I believed in the sanctity and institution of marriage and loved the whole theatrics of the whole wedding. I wanted to experience that for myself.

And now I will.

But from what I hear from brides, It can be stressful which I suppose makes sense.

A wedding is no easy task.

There was a lot to think about.

What kind of wedding would we have? When would we get married? Where will we get married? Which season will be best for our wedding? Who will be there? Who will officiate?

What will I wear? What will Jacob wear? Who will be in the bridal party? What food should we have? What cake will we have? What traditions do we keep and what do we throw away? What will it cost? What will our first dance be like?

So many questions.

"When do you wanna get married?" I asked as we reached the house patio steps.

Jake huffed and thought as he opened the door for me. "Uh…"

"I know we just got engaged but, I'm just curious where your head is at."

"Look," He said as we entered and shut the door. "I could marry you tomorrow if I had the chance."

I giggled and blushed.

"But there's certain hurdles we need to get over first. Like…your graduation. I don't think wedding planning while you're writing your finals is a good idea."

"Oh, I agree! After graduation for sure."

"Yeah…I don't know. What do you think? When do you wanna get married?"

Jake and I hopped onto the round lovebed sofa and got into the coverlet and cuddled up to each other as I sat on his lap, with his arms engulfing my body in a tight, loving embrace.

"I definitely want to get married after graduation but also before I go to college? I don't know. That's what my parents did."

He thought. "I mean, we don't have to do it your parent's way. I think they got married fairly quickly because of a deadline they had to meet."

I nodded. "My mother turning into a vampire."

"Yeah," He replied. "My biggest worry was having the wedding distract you from pursuing your goals. I don't want you to have to halt your plans for the wedding."

I looked at him and smiled. He was so thoughtful.

"Hmm…I suppose there's nothing wrong with a longish engagement…Maybe a year from now?" I suggested.

He nodded. "That's not bad."

"It'll give us more time to properly plan for the day and make sure everyone we want is around for the day." I said.

He nodded. "Precisely."

If we set the wedding a year from now it would still be winter time.

"I don't know if I want to have a winter wedding though." I told him.

He hummed. "Spring or summer time, then?"

I thought. I suppose a spring season or summer time wedding wasn't too bad.

A spring wedding sounded more appealing though. The weather was great. Flowers bloom and blossom during that time which symbolized our blooming relationship.

"A spring wedding sounds ideal actually." I replied.

He nodded approvingly. "Spring wedding it is,"

I shook my head. "You were gonna agree with whatever I said either way."

He snorted. "I trust your judgment, Ness. 'Sides, you're the one who has to worry about what dress and floral arrangements you think will work for the day. This is your arena!"

I chuckled. "More like Alice more than me. She probably has a binder all prepped for us."

He groaned. "Pixie," He sighed. "She gave me a big ass headache when we prepared for tonight. Drove me insane."

I giggled. "At the end of the day it's our wedding. What we say goes,"

He snorted. "Yeah, try convincing Alice to see it that way."

I wanted both Jacob and I to have input on our big day. But I guess I could give Alice some control. She's an expert after all.

"I definitely want to incorporate some of the Quileute traditions in our wedding though," I mentioned.

Jake looked surprised. "Oh, really?"

I nodded. "After Kim and Jared's wedding, I wanna honor your heritage which I guess in a way becomes part of my own."

I was acutely aware that Jake and I were in an interracial relationship.

We didn't ponder much on it because it wasn't an issue but because we're so different in terms of our genealogy, he had a different culture that I felt should be respected.

"I've never been the traditionalist but I do think we should do it. It'll also make my dad happy I guess." Jake said.

I smiled. Billy Black.

My future father-in-law. I loved him to bits.

"If we were lucky enough to have kids, I would want them to know about their Quileute roots." Jake added.

I looked at him.

He smiled back softly. "Someday," He added, rubbing my inner thigh.

Children.

I really hope I get the opportunity to give Jake his own children when we're married.

We still weren't certain that children were in the cards for us. There hasn't been a recorded hybrid/human pregnancy in history as far as we know let alone a pregnancy with a hybrid and a shapeshifter.

I wasn't one hundred percent sure I was ready for kids but I do know I was 100% sure about Jake being a father one day.

And I was determined to make that a reality.

"Your in-laws are about to be a bunch of vampires, you do realize that?" I joked.

"Oh no!" He jokingly made his eyes bulge.

"This goes against your very nature, babe!" I chuckled.

He gasped. "Do you think I made the wrong decision?"

I laughed. "You still have time to get out of this while you still can?"

He moaned as he pulled me closer. "I don't know... The thought does sound tempting. But you are worth it. As long as your family don't drain me, I'm good."

I rolled my eyes. "There's no going back after this. You're stuck with us. You're going to be an honorary Cullen!"

He playfully grimaced at the thought which ignited an even bigger cackle from me.

I knew Jake loved my family. He didn't just love them for me but he genuinely loved them as if they were his own. He just wouldn't openly admit it to anyone but me.

"I'm fine with everyone else, but Blondie being related to me is where I draw the line. I don't have to claim her, right?" He asked.

I looked at him. "You two just have to come to terms with the fact that you secretly like each other. It's been a decade!"

He shook his head furiously. "Never!"

I laughed. "Do you have a best man in mind?" I questioned suddenly.

He thought. "It's gonna be Embry, that's what I know."

"Ooh, your future stepbrother," I teased as I pinched his cheeks.

Billy started dating Embry's mom Tiffany recently - which I have to say was a long time coming.

He shrugged. "Guess we'll see." He laughed. "He kinda already nominated himself as best man when I told him about tonight,"

I laughed. Sounded like Embry.

"And you? Maid of honor? That's what they're called right?" He asked.

I nodded. "I want Alex to be my maid of honor."

Felicity would definitely have made the decision harder if things were how they used be between us but I know she was going to be in the wedding party too.

Alex and I have already been through so much together in this crazy world. Our bond only became stronger because of it. We were like sisters.

Jake nodded. "Good choice,"

"Hey, who else knows about tonight?" I quipped, stroking his forearm.

"I think everybody knows." He laughed.

"The boys and Leah know because I couldn't exactly hide this from them. Your parents, obviously. Alice helped me plan some of the evening and in a house full of vampires, word travels fast."

I nodded. "So, I guess this isn't a surprise to anyone but me." I giggled.

Although, it would've been a bigger surprise if I hadn't already seen the engagement box a few days ago.

Nosy Ness.

"I guess so," He smiled at me.

I sighed as I admired my ring again.

Gosh, I still couldn't believe it.

I was engaged to my true love!

"Ah! I am still in shock!" I squealed as I looked at the ring. "Absolutely shook!"

He chuckled.

I went to grab my phone off the coffee table and pulled the camera out.

"Let's take another selfie quick," I said, pointing the front camera towards us.

I handed the phone to him to take the photo with his long arms.

I then leaned back onto Jake's chest and pressed my cheek against his as we smiled together whilst I flashed my engagement ring in the air.

We did a series of poses. One with him kissing my cheek and vice versa and then as we kissed each other on the lips. We also took some goofy shots of us admiring the ring.

"Perfect," I spoke after scrolling through the photos and closing my phone.

"Big wedding or small wedding?" He asked me.

I thought. "Do you know what? I think because we've got so many friends and family, it'll wind up being bigger but I think a nice in between would be great? I don't want it to be a huge spectacle, something intimate and romantic but I also want everyone to have fun."

He smiled. "You're literally the perfect wife already." He remarked.

I giggled. "And you're the perfect husband, Jacob Black."

"I can't wait for you to be pronounced as Mrs. Renesmee Black."' He stated, stroking my rear with his warm hand.

I shivered at the thought. Renesmee Black.

I liked the sound of that.

"I like the sound of that." I voiced.

He bit his bottom lip as he gave me a quick once over, staring down at my purple, satin and lace trim camisole and matching silky, satin shorts.

His eyes were scrutinizing the contours of my collar bone and the outline of my freed breasts as they perked against the satin hem.

His eyes then bore into mine again with an animalistic hunger and thirst in them that felt so sexy to me and in turn awakened an erotic hunger in me.

We wanted each other.

He responded to my sensual feeling by slapping my ass lightly.

"Ow," I moaned.

He growled as his hands clamped on my waist as he buried his face into my chest.

He began running his hand up and down my chest, grasping a firm hold on my left breast in his large hand and using his other hand to stroke my butt and bare skin underneath the covers.

"I think I'm ready for bed now," He remarked, fondling my breast.

I giggled as I went to grab my iPhone off the table again and opened it whilst Jake continued to adorn my body.

He moaned as he noticed me scrolling.

"Mmm-mmm..." He bemoaned. "No more phones,"

"I just wanted to text the girls and my mom –"

"Nope." He responded, snatching my phone away. "It's our engagement weekend. I made an agreement with everyone to not call or reach us until the weekend is over. No distractions, remember?"

I huffed. "Okay." I giggled.

He smirked at me before setting my phone back onto the coffee table and resuming his affectionate and sensual embrace as he dug his hand underneath the covers and laid his hand on my thigh before proceeding to caress his hand up to lay his warm fingers on my soft entrance through my satin shorts, all the while planting delicate, soft, loving kisses down my collarbone and skin.

"Oh, Jake!" I exclaimed in delight as my one hand flew to grip his head and other newly bejeweled hand on the hand that was fondling my walls.

"I can smell you," He moaned hoarsely. "God, you smell so good, Ness." He growled with so much hunger.

My knees turned to jelly as shivers ran down my spine as he pleasured me down there.

I screeched in pure euphoria as Jake continued to caress my center with great love, adoration and earnest, almost like he aches to be in me, begging for entrance to gratify me even more.

Jake tugged my satin shorts down to reveal my red lacy Victoria Secret panties which he pushed to the side to reveal my naked walls and with a quick slide of the finger, I stiffened as Jake began to massage my inner walls and loosened my walls as he slid another finger into my moist opening.

I clenched around his fingers as I felt the moisture oozing out all over his warm, long fingers.

Mmm. That felt so good.

Jacob was great at many things in our private bedroom time, but this had to be my favorite part of sex.

He always awakens an inner fire in me when he pleasures me this way.

His fingers are like magic. They can drive me over the edge just as much as his well-endowed member.

He dipped his middle fingers in and out of me before introducing his index finger to assist in digging deeper into my wet core.

"You're so wet down there. Goddamn!" He remarked with a sensual tone.

"Makes me realize we haven't had sex in a few days," he said, pumping his fingers back and forth, up and down as he rested my back against the couch pillow and locked eyes with me in an intense passion.

I exhaled a gratified breath. "Has it really been that long?" I gasped.

He shrugged, with a devilish smirk on his face as he continued to pump in me. "I suppose I'm fudging the numbers a bit."

I giggled but it came out more as a breathless moan.

He took that as a signal to increase the speed and intensity of each finger thrust.

I whimpered.

He grinned and glanced back down to my opening, slipping his long fingers in and out and in and out with agility and earnest.

I felt my body shake, my breasts bouncing as he pumped his finger in me. I involuntarily let my hand fly down to grip onto his pinky finger, seemingly the only part of his hand that wasn't in me.

He rubbed all my skin and muscles and I felt the release build up in me.

I cried and cried as I met my first orgasm, squirting all my waters down his fingers.

He chuckled with a sense of accomplishment as he pulled his fingers out briefly to lick the moisture off of them before slipping his fingers back in, causing me to shriek.

He shot his head up to meet my eyes again.

"How does this feel, now that we're engaged?" He asked me, using his teeth to bring down a strap from my camisole down my shoulder, exposing my skin and right breast.

"I—I think –" I stammered. He looked down at me with a grin as he kissed my lips hard. "I think I'm ready for the wedding night."

He chortled as he gave me one last kiss before pulling his fingers out of me and decided to lower his body down to my entrance.

He sank my shorts and underwear down to my feet before pulling them off, tossing them to the curb.

Jake slid down off the lovebed couch on to his knees and situated himself between my legs near my nether region.

He then spread my legs open wide and rested them onto his shoulders before dropping his face into my walls and slipping his hot, wet tongue into my entrance.

I gasped as my eyes rolled back, the feeling of him draping his arms around my thighs and using his fingers to spread my vulva wide as he drove his tongue in and out of me, consuming me.

He flicked my clit with his wet tongue, as if he was dancing with my muscle and he proceeded to lick my walls back and forth.

His mouth consumed me like fire, his tongue stroking in long, steady licks, curling in a slick promise at the epicenter of my pleasure and I couldn't help but move my hips to meet his remarkable mouth and fingers.

He grunted.

"Mmm." He hummed, flicking my clitoris.

As his tongue slipped in and out of me, I felt my body begin to tremble uncontrollably and I retorted out in wanton.

I screamed out. "Jake!" I dropped both my hands onto his hair, and I gripped onto them as he licked, sucked and drained me from the inside.

He licked my clitoris some more, fiddling with the labia and flicking his wet tongue over my cervix which only sent me over the edge.

"Yes! Yes! Please!" I yelped.

I could feel Jake's sinful, sexy stare looking at me as he pleasured my body from my nether region.

It felt like he was doing this for years and years, with the sole purpose of pleasing me and me alone.

"Oh!" I cried out multiple times, which seemed to ignite a fervent need in him as he sucked me dry.

His tongue moved away briefly so he could invite his two fingers into my walls before he drove his tongue back into my cervix.

This action set off another shattering moan that was music to his ears.

He was licking me at the same time he was thrusting in me with his long fingers.

He sent my arousal into peak state as he swatted his tongue with so much agility and his fingers stirring with such determination inside of me.

All my erogenous zones were being pleasured simultaneously by the only man who has ever touched me in those areas.

His tongue explored all latitudes of my vagina. From my pernium to all the way up to my clitoris head.

I was in heaven.

The noises I made from this pleasurable act can only be likened to musical instruments.

He knew how to play me, like a finely tuned guitar and if he touched me right, I made the loudest sounds under him - raw, intense, loud noises of pleasure as he plundered me with his tongue and fingers.

My entire body spoke to him with rhythm and song.

And he knew how to answer my call.

How the hell is he so good at this? My god!

"Jake!" My legs began to quiver in pure ecstasy as he licked me.

As if things weren't hot and heavy enough, things escalated from zero to 100 when Jake began eating me out, his tongue and mouth exploring all over my clitoris as he gnawed and nibbled on my muscle and drain every moisture from my inner walls.

I clutched his hair, yanked and drew him in closer as he plundered in deeper.

My eyes rolled back to my cranium.

"P-Please don't stop!" I wept.

He thrust another finger inside me, crooking it and hitting me in the spot that turned my moans into one long, high-pitched orgasmic song.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" I shrilled; eyes rolled back farther than they've ever been.

And with that, I met my second orgasm.

I splashed all of my fluids into his mouth, and I heard him gurgle every last drop of my orgasm.

Dammit!

Wow!

What the hell was that?

I shuddered against him, my legs quaking and when he looked up at me from down there, he saw my hair was in a wild tumble and my face glowing, my eyes probably dazed.

He snickered as he continued to suck me off.

Jake performed cunnilingus on my stimulated genitalia with so much urgency, passion and lust.

He left me breathless, speechless and in a state of shock.

I was sweating as Jake licked me off until every last drop of me was in his mouth before he pulled away to blow softly on my exposed center and pat my pussy.

He was grinning with peak sensual arrogance and triumph.

It was as if he knew he accomplished his mission to torture me and was mischievously thrilled about succeeding.

He was so sick.

"Fuck, love! You're dripping everywhere." He remarked as he patted the drenched couch.

My body shivered as he spoke with so much lust.

He then smirked as he brought his fingers to my mouth and plunged his fingers into them, letting me taste my gushes of fluids.

I moaned as I suckled on his long, thick fingers, caressing my hardened breast with my eyes closed.

He bent down to lay lingering pecks across my collarbone, down to my stomach as I sucked his fingers dry.

He took his fingers out of my mouth to lick the residue off of his long, thick fingers.

"You are the worst," I panted.

He winked at me as he sucked his index finger before he leaned in to kiss my lips, his lower half grinding against my exposed nether region.

I could feel his hardened phallus through his sweatpants, leaving much to be desired.

He then disappeared from me to stroke his penis through his constricting sweatpants.

I shook my head at him, biting my lip as I barely recuperated.

Holy mother of Santa!

He knows my body well.

"Your turn,"

"My turn?" He probed, his voice deep and sexy.

I nodded, pointing to his massive bulge.

He gnawed his lip as he went to pull his t-shirt off his body, revealing his Adonis body I loved mesmerizing at. His dark skin glistening as the heat radiated from his body. The sexual heat.

I briefly examined his body.

The outline of his glistening, mouthwatering eight pack abs.

His protruding pectoral muscles looked so juicy.

His biceps were inviting. The contours of his large, rippled arms with thick veins streaming down to his hands.

His V shape ever so prominent, leading into a big fat surprise.

He was so large.

So muscular. So strong. So tall. So just...wow!

I could not believe he was mine.

But the prominent tattoo of my name on his chest reaffirmed the fact that I was his. He was all mine.

I watched as he stripped down until he was in just his grey sweatpants and he bent down to kiss my lips again, this time with gentle kisses.

Oh, no! We were not having that!

I wanted payback for what he just did to me.

He wasn't getting away with this!

With superhuman celerity, I maneuvered his body, so he was sitting back onto the couch, and I stood up to begin sensually swaying, running my hands over my perky breasts and all the way down to my exposed vaginal walls.

I danced sensually, trying to arouse him more than he already was.

A loud, erotic moan escaped my lips as I plunged one of my fingers into my vaginal walls, feeling the wet moisture coat my fingers.

Jake grunted in response.

I continued doing this until I got down on my knees. I looked up at him, laying my hands on his hard thighs, staring deep into his eyes in carnal.

At the corner of my eye, I watched his Little Jake jolt in response to my seductions.

Jake gazed down at my body and my eyes with lust, adoration and love.

I grabbed the hem of his grey sweats and began tugging them down - but only slightly to free his throbbing member out of its shackles of fabric.

I giggled as I watched his erection spring out like a boomerang.

"Someone's excited!" I joked.

He grunted, smirking sinfully.

I wrapped my hands around his shaft, my fingers not even meeting around him nor were my hands covering all of him.

I gave his endowed erection a soothing stroke which ignited a husky moan to escape his lips. I continued to stroke him carefully and lovingly as he moaned out my name.

"Oh, Ness..." He growled like a hungry wolf.

I increased the speed with each stroke.

"Yes! That's it," He moaned.

As I pumped him, I covered the tip of his sword with my mouth, his hot temperature burning my tongue, but the sensation was too gratifying to be painful.

I then dropped one hand from his shaft to cup his scrotum and I lowered my mouth around his large peninsula with my wet tongue.

"Fuck!" He cussed as he rested his hand on my head, running his fingers through my bronze ringlets as his head arched back.

I fondled with his large scrotum balls which seemed to only harden him even more than he already was.

I continued to make striding motions up and down and around his brown cock with my mouth.

"Baby, oh!" He whimpered.

"Ah!" He giggled as I continued rubbing his balls together.

I looked at him with cocked eyebrows.

"What was that?" I laughed.

"It tickles, babe! It's sensitive." He responded.

I smirked.

And then a kinky thought popped into my head.

What if I return the same exact pleasure, he gave to me?

I smiled devilishly. "Tell me if this tickles you," I murmured before rubbing a finger on his anus opening.

He jerked at the sudden sensation. "Hey, now!"

I giggled as I continued to caress his hole with gentle rubs before sliding the tip of my finger into him.

He screamed out in shock and pleasure.

"Nessie!" He exclaimed. "W-what a-are y-y-you doing?" He moaned.

I smiled as I brought my mouth back onto his tip before devouring him again whilst rubbing soothing circles inside of his anus causing him to jerk, shiver and wail.

"Freaking hell! Oh! Oh! Ah!" He screeched.

His head arched back as he raised his legs up in the air, his feet pointing to the sky and his toes unceremoniously curling up.

He then went to hold onto something to support him, probably to keep his composure and stop him from exploding on the spot as I continue to suck the hardened part of him and pleasure his hole.

I pulled his dick out of my mouth and began licking the veins around it, down from the base and all the way to the tip, just mesmerizing and adorning the beautiful piece of his manhood.

He yelped again.

I licked lower and lower until my mouth met with his hole, and I then began kissing him before using my tongue to lick the exposed opening.

He laughed sexily. "Where did you learn to do this?! I need to know! " He teased.

I cackled. "I'm not telling,"

He chuckled. "That's not fair! How do I know you didn't learn this technique from Embry or something."

I raised my eyebrows as I laughed. "Why the heck would I talk to Embry about this?"

"Yeah, that would be weird." He laughed in embarrassment.

I giggled. "I read a book."

He hummed. "I had no idea you read erotica,"

I rolled my eyes as Jake looked down at me with teasing eyes.

I giggled some more. "Stop it," I scolded between snickers.

He then made another funny face.

"Jacob!" I laughed. "This is serious,"

He chuckled. "Okay. Okay. This is my serious game face now." He joked, making a serious face but it ended up being another funny face.

I struggled to contain my chuckles in between my swiping of his nub.

He was so annoying and he knew it.

"I'll stop doing this if you continue acting like this," I threatened.

He looked petrified. "Please don't. I'm sorry," He pleaded.

I sniggered with an eye roll before resuming.

I spread his cheeks open and licked him again, just as I heard more of his moans.

He tasted good.

He tasted just like the woods with an interesting animal taste to him.

"Okay. Now I know how you feel!" He joked, weeping.

I gurgled in laughter, as I licked his walls and running my tongue all around him.

"You're going to make me cum so hard," He told me as he held onto the frame of the couch.

I shoved my finger deeper into him.

"Ness! Ah!" He convulsed.

I grinned as I bent down to lick him as I kept roaming my finger around his inner hole.

I continued to do this for a few more minutes, shocked at his consistent restraint and resolve from exploding but as I moved to continue mouthing his shaft, I knew he was close.

"Cheese and Crackers!" He shouted.

As it intensified, Jake's moans got louder and he immediately shot up onto his feet and held onto my head, my mouth not moving from his shaft nor my finger in his hole.

"That's it!" He barked.

Jake began thrusting his hips in and out as he pounded his member in my mouth.

His large hands gripped my head as his rhythmic hip movements moved along with the penis in my mouth. I plunged my finger deeper into his hole which invited yet another whimper from him.

"Yes! Oh, yes!" He moaned lustfully.

He propelled his elongated member a few more times inside of my mouth before I pulled away to gasp for air and used my freehand to continue stroking him.

I could feel the pressure building as his semen rose from his scrotum and up his urethra and I quickly wrapped my mouth around his member again so I could feel his release in my mouth.

"I'm going to cum!" He moaned before pulling his penis out.

He stroked his cock in a fast motion before he burst and came into my mouth.

The hot, warm white fluid gathered onto my tongue.

But then suddenly, when I thought he was finished, he excreted an even bigger load into my mouth that subsequently landed on my forehead and face.

Whoa! That was hot!

"Holy hell! God I'm sorry!" He apologized.

I giggled. "It's okay."

I swallowed his load into my mouth.

He panted out in bliss as he fell onto the couch.

"Whew!" He sighed.

I giggled as I grabbed a Kleenex and wiped his load off my face as he caught his breath.

"You're not done, are you?" I quipped.

He looked down. "What?"

"You're not done, are you?"

"I'm not done! Please!" He scoffed.

I laughed.

"I just need a second to catch my breath," He echoed, tossing his head back. "You're a vixen, Ness. A goddamn seductress vixen."

I gnawed my bottom lip.

Well... That's good to hear!

That gave me a crazy amount of confidence.

I grabbed his hard wood into my hands again as I crawled back in between his legs.

"Already?" He cried, sighing. "Okay!"

I giggled.

I brought him back into my mouth.

I sucked and licked him with so much care, love, passion, pleasure, hunger and dedication.

I moaned as the tip of his shaft reached my uvula, scratching my inner mouth ever so ticklish. His mushroom head was soft against my wet mouth and tasted like the musky, man that he was.

It made my insides burn.

I needed him so badly.

"Oh, baby! Baby!" He yelled, moving his hand in my hair with each motion. "I'm gonna cum again, Ness."

I smiled as I sucked him off, my lips pulling apart with a pop before using my saliva to act as a lubricant to stroke him again.

"I want to be inside you." He exclaimed.

And with that, he hoisted me off the ground and impatiently peeled my camisole off my body and tossed it onto the growing pile of clothes before smashing his lips on me, pulling my naked body up close to him and wrapping my legs around his waist.

He pulled away to plant kisses against my breasts, admiring each one of them as if they were his own.

I reached for his cock and positioned it at my entrance as I straddled his lap.

"Oh – I need to get protection." He spoke.

"We don't need it." I reminded him.

Pill. I projected.

He laughed. "Oh. Right." He responded as he kissed me again on the lips.

I continued to position his throbbing member into my entrance, teasing my labia with the tip of his brown penis.

I closed my eyes to relish the feeling before I slowly lowered down onto him, feeling my walls encircle around him and tightening around his nine-inch long and girthy length.

My walls clamped.

The feeling of him inside of me sent flashbacks to our first time together. The memory was etched in my brain.

The night our bodies danced together in love and passion was something neither of us had ever experienced before.

It is very befitting that my first time was with my future husband.

My first love. My soulmate. My true love. My imprint. My wolf. My Jacob.

I made sure to sway my hips back and forth to feel his shaft all the way in my walls.

He cussed again as he draped his arm around my body and fell back against the couch as I rode him, bouncing my lower body onto his erection, his hands resting on my hips to help hasten the rhythmic movement.

We both cried together in carnality as he thrust into me and I bounced up and down onto his tower.

He met my speed as he began slamming into me with erotic intensity and dexterity, his starving eyes staring at me with a vehement grin on his face.

He grabbed hold of one of my breasts and began kneading and fondling it before leaning in to suck my nipple.

His hot tongue against my nubs sent shivers down my back.

I moaned loudly, gripping onto his hair. "Oh, Jake."

He bit my bud and let go to grip the nape of my neck and brought my face down for a kiss as he pounded into me.

Our sex life was always great but today felt different.

It was a shift.

This felt more adult because of our newfound step into our relationship.

Jacob felt this shift as well because he voiced it out.

"Sex with my fiancée is so different than sex with my girlfriend," Jake panted out frantically with each thrust.

"Yeah?" I exhaled. "I feel that too."

He and I both moaned together with the same frequency.

"Faster, baby!" I echoed.

He gripped onto my waist to hold me down as he pounded rapidly into me, and our eyes locked in intense ecstacy and lust.

I looked at him with a sexual glint in my eye as I leaned down to lay my lips on his in a sensual, formidable, urgent kiss.

I bit his bottom lip in between my teeth which awakened a growl to escape from his mouth.

I then traveled my mouth down to his neck and sank my teeth into his neck. My teeth piercing through him caused him to howl.

"Nessie..." He murmured as he gripped my hair as my teeth sank in deeper.

I tasted his blood but I didn't drink it. He tasted delicious, but not in an appetizing, meal kind of way but in an appetizing, romantic way.

He loved when I did this to him. I loved the way it sent him over the edge when I punctured his skin with my sharp teeth in a non-violent way.

It was an aphrodisiac.

As I continued doing this, I felt him grow even larger inside me - if that was even possible.

He stood up from the couch, his forearms now supporting my frame from my thighs and his hands gripping my behind as he then began pumping into me as we stood up, with myself in the air and feeling all of him growing and pounding into my walls.

"Yes! Yes!"

"You like that?" He asked.

I nodded, gnawing my lip as I wailed in sensual bliss, tossing my hair back as Jake bequeathed his cock into me ever so fervently, lovingly.

He was worshiping my body this way.

He brought my face towards his, and his tongue found its place in my mouth again.

After a few more thrusts, he sat back down onto the couch and assumed our previous position.

The fabric of his sweatpants was getting in the way of free movement, so he flipped us over so that my back was laid against the couch –every inch of his body not departing from inside me – and kicked his sweats off his body and positioned his shaft at my entrance again, seeping deeper into me with each thrust.

We continued for what felt like forever in our utopic, sexual embrace, our bodies moving together in sync with each other as we gave each other exactly what the other needed, shifting from position to position.

One position where he thrust into me in a squatting position. Another where we joined together in a pretzel. One where we were both standing. One where I was lying on the floor with my head and back on the ground and he was hovering over me, gripping my legs.

One where he took me from behind.

I was bent over on all fours as Jacob gripped my ass with his large hand.

"You ready?" He asked for consent.

I nodded my head in response.

Jake spit on his hand and began stroking his cock, lubricating it before sliding in and embedding his shaft into my anus.

I winced at the spasm that was jolted from the sensation and contact.

"Is it too much?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No. It's good."

"I'll go easy." He assured. "Just tell me when to stop." He murmured thoughtfully.

"It's okay," I gasped out.

Jacob rested one hand over my shoulder and the other on my right butt cheek before slowing pushing more of him into me.

The pressure caused a stinging sensation. But the good kind.

He made slow, smooth strides in and out of me.

"Oh, yes!" I squealed.

He gradually upped the pace in and out of me, holding my ass firmly in his grasp and tenderly holding onto my shoulder.

I quaked. "Jake! Right there!"

He hit a sensory nerve that shot straight into my sexual psyche.

He thrust in me faster as the pressure subsided and my walls began to loosen around him, inciting him to pursue every gateway of my hole.

He let go of my shoulder to then grip on both sides of my hips to meet each thrust.

I clenched around him.

"Fuck, Ness! You're so tight!" He moaned.

It was all for you. I thought.

The speed in which we made love ignited a sort of frenzy, frantic, loud clapping sound as our skin made contact.

I screamed out his name multiple times.

As I climaxed, Jake slowed down his movements and leaned over to rest his upper torso on my back and drape his arms around my body with controlled penetration.

"I'm so glad we've got this beach house all to ourselves," Jake whispered into my ear as he held onto me.

I gasped, resting my hand behind the back of his neck as he continued to penetrate into my hole.

"Me too,"

"We don't have to worry about roommates. Parents. Family. Cats." He joked.

I cackled sexily. "Leave my cat out of this, okay!" I warned.

He snorted as he moved in to kiss my cheek as he thrust into me.

"When we get married, we won't have to worry about who's around." I replied.

He moaned as he leaned in to bite my earlobe.

"We can do this forever and ever. And never ever stop." He expressed.

I giggled.

He smacked my left buttock with erotic force but it wasn't painful. He then continued to roam his arms all over my unconcealed, naked body.

He brought me down in a straight, 180 degree angle on the couch as he continued to mount me.

Jake thrusted into my anal walls as I lay sprawled across the couch facedown with him behind me.

I couldn't prevent my hips from rising to meet his thrusts and feeling every inch of him in my other entrance.

"Keep going!" He whimpered as I rocked my rear back and forth on his cock as he rested both his hands on either side of the couch to support him; and allowing access to my back.

Jacob then resorted to picking up the speed of his thrusts as he mounted on me, causing me to scream as I felt his large dick slip in and out of me in a swift, powerful motion.

He bequeathed a energetic, zealous, powerful penetration into my hole that caused even the couch to shake at the contact.

He brought himself down into a sitting position on my backside as he spread my cheeks to provide more access into my walls.

I moaned at the amazing sensation of him resting inside of me.

"I love that!"

"Is that good?" He asked.

"Oh, yes! That's the spot." I affirmed.

He continued slipping in and out of me in this position before letting go of my cheeks and bending down to lay lingering kisses down my back and shoulder as he made love to me so gently and lovingly.

Jake moved my hair to the side to gain access to my neck, implanting his lips ever so delicately against my skin.

"Mmm." I purred.

His lips traced every part of my neck and I whimpered in gratification at the feeling of his monstrous phallus collide with my anal walls.

I arched and stretched beneath him. My movements involuntarily sent him deeper, and I liked that.

He then began to pick up speed into me as he moved his lips from my neck up to my earlobe, using his teeth to cage them as he nibbled.

"You feel so good, baby." I remarked.

"Uh huh," He responded, his hands gripping my waist as he nibbled on my ear and slammed into my anal walls hard and fast.

"Oh!" I screamed as he ploughed deeper inside of me.

He shot up and grabbed my arms in his tight grasp, lifting my upper torso up so I can feel the colliding of his pelvis on my my back.

His stamina was on overdrive as with each thrust, my body shook and the couch made a creaking sound.

"Aww!" I quaked, my head rocking back as he fucked me so roughly.

He snarled like a hungry dog, pummeling his member in me in the ironic doggy style position, with dexterity and celerity.

This was the animalistic side of Jake coming out.

And I did not complain one bit.

He gasped out, coughing as he tried to catch his breath and dropped my arms. My body and face fell onto the the soft pillow, my eyes dazed in ecstasy.

"Jesus, Jake!" I sighed.

He chuckled breathlessly. "It's the wolf."

"I can see that." I responded.

He flew his arms underneath me to cup my breasts and he sprawled his leg back on the edge, so that his whole body was now laying on top me.

"You're incredible," He whispered to me with each thrust.

Then we settled into more romantic positions.

One where Jake sat cross-legged and I climbed into his lap, facing him, with my legs wrapped around Jake's back. One with him just admiring my body. One where I was just staring into his eyes and him in mine as we laid lingering kisses on each other's bodies.

One where I was on top riding him.

I knelt on top of him, my hands resting on his large pectoral chest as I bounced on his member.

As I received the pleasure, I relieved some of my weight from Jake's pelvis by leaning back and supporting myself on my thighs just Jake raised his legs up to gain more access into my walls.

"That feels so good," I lamented as I ran my hand over my breast and biting my lip.

Jake moaned as I began moving my hips up and down on his cock which only intensified his orgasm.

"Oh, yes! Nessie!" He cried as my rear bounced on his endowed wood.

My back arched and my head rocked back, my long hair cascading down my back and softly caressing Jacob's legs.

Jake lubed his fingers with spit before beginning to rub soothing circles around my folds as I rode him, causing me to release a shriek as I shot back up from leaning against his legs.

He took both my hands in his and interlocked them as he rose his hips into me. This action allowed us to bond, as if to symbolize that we were in this journey together.

After a few moments, we let go of each other's hands to hold onto something else.

I draped my arms around his neck and dropped my head down, my bronze curls now covering his entire face as he pleasured my loins whilst I pleasured his hard flesh.

He laughed as he looked at my blissful eyes and captured my mouth in a kiss.

One where we were both on our sides facing the same direction.

Jacob slammed his wood into my folds ever so softly and sweetly as he raised my one leg up to provide easy access.

I giggled as I tilted my head back to meet his gaze, our faces both in a state of euphoria and lust for each other. He grinned as he held my chin and brought it to meet his hot, soft lips and his tongue found the roof of my mouth.

"I love you," He said as he continued dancing his tongue inside of my mouth.

I love you. I propelled into his mind as I touched his face.

I gasped as he pierced his throbbing piece inside me with more agility as the kiss intensified. He dropped his hand from my chin down to grasp one of my breasts and then moved his hand cradled my leg up in the air as he plunged into me deeper.

This position allowed for more skin-to-skin contact.

Both our very hot temperatures joining forces to make a very physically burning desire and enthrallment in each other, increasing the overall stimulation of our passionate lovemaking.

One where our faces met as our pelvises made contact.

My back was laid against the bed -a new location in our lovemaking- with my legs raised all the way up and my ankles crossed behind my head as I received the pleasurable embrace of Jake's manhood in my lady bits.

Jacob then rose his body high up in the air, supporting his frame as he rested his hands on either side of me and his feet landing in a plank position as he continued to rub his pubic bone against my clitoris with each thrust.

I wailed. "Jake! Your dick is huge!"

He chuckled. "It's not that big," He joked as he dropped his knees to seep all of him inside of me.

I gasped. "No. It's huge, babe." I cried.

He chuckled before stimulating my G-spot with the head of his shaft.

I screamed out loud as I gripped the covers.

One position where we settled in the missionary position where we both reached our climax.

I raised my right leg so Jake could position his body between my legs at a 90-degree angle and continue penetrating through my walls.

I bent my left leg to manipulate depth of his powerful penetration.

Our breaths were synchronized as Jake took the lead and I followed his every movement which allowed us to inhale and exhale together.

This coordinated rhythm opened an unspoken dialogue of intimacy between us.

Jacob penetrated his member into me with so much passion, love and yearning and my body responded by my waters bursting at the seams.

"I'm cumming!" I wailed.

Jake brought his lips to mine again as he thrust into me. His tongue scraped the roof of my mouth as he pounded into me, feeling the momentum build.

His body moved in and out of between my legs as I gripped onto his hair.

He dragged his fingers down the center of my core; and I gasped as he chafed my vaginal walls with his long fingers just as hammered into my core.

"Cum for me, baby." Jake whispered against my lips.

I rested my hands on his sides, his large frame engulfing me, and I draped my legs around his waist to provide wider access to my walls.

My hips buckled and undulated, demanding all of his manhood to seep into me as I met my release, craving the fullness of him and his growl reverberated in my chest as he stroked his fingers on my folds whilst simultaneously infusing his manhood in me.

I cried out against his skin and was lost as my fingers scraped into his back, digging my nails into his skin.

He winced in lust, not pain. He continued ramming into me ever so fervently, adorningly, passionately, and lovingly.

I was so close to meeting my end.

The space between our lips was closed when we kissed again just as I felt the waters inside me make their journey out of me.

I screamed as I squirted my sexual juices as I met my euphoric release, with Jake evacuating out of me to allow me to fully let my waters flow out of my body before slipping his member back inside me in order to meet his own release.

Once his dick was comfortably inside of me, he hoisted one leg up to meet his mouth and he began sucking and licking my toes with his hot tongue.

I moaned at the sensation.

He continued sucking my toes with each squeeze of his hardened phallus, his pelvis hitting my skin.

"You taste delicious," He hummed.

My walls quivered at the hoarseness of his deep, sultry voice.

He separated his mouth from my toes and then proceeded to lay my leg onto his shoulder as he dug into my guts with his big brown cock.

My one hand held tightly on his back whilst the other traveled down to grip onto his firm, round ass to feel his movements as he jammed into me.

With a few more thrusts into me and chants of pleasure, Jake let me know when he was ready for his release.

"I'm going to explode, babe." He dropped his head against my ear, gripping onto my hips as he slammed in me.

"Do it, Jake!" I moaned. "Oh, Jake! Let me feel your cum inside my walls!" I pleaded.

He ploughed in me even harder, with more celerity, with more force than he ever had before climaxing.

He whimpered one final time.

"Ah!" He cried as he ejected his seed into my body.

Jake filled me up thoroughly, and as soon as he took his manhood out, his seed dripped out of me and onto the bed as my womanhood was writhing in a pure state of bliss.

He began panting heavily as he hovered over me, his hands knuckled on either side of me.

My body was shaking underneath him.

"I love you," He said breathlessly, tiredly.

"I love you too," I panted.

He and I kissed each other again, this time with contentment, delight and peace.

Jake abandoned his softening brown penis out of my vagina and stretched his long hand to retrieve some Kleenex to begin wiping himself and me off.

He fell back onto his side of his bed, persperation oozing from his body which only made his glistening dark skin so beautiful to witness.

I exhaled a heavy breath.

"That was...incredible!" I remarked, staring at the ceiling.

He chuckled. "Oh, yeah!" He replied, moving his arm around my shoulders underneath him.

He pulled my body close to him by the neck and laid his lips on my hair as he tossed his arm around his head as we both gazed up at the ceiling.

I smiled as I flipped over so I was laying onto his heavy, hard body and looking into his dark eyes.

I began roaming his chest with my index finger, tracing it over the "Nessie" tattoo inked on his left pec.

Conveniently, right where his heart was.

Jake rested his hand over my hand that was on his chest and pulled it to his lips, giving my backhand a soft peck.

"The ring looks great on your hand," He mused as he admired my ring.

I smiled and stared down at the glistening diamond and emerald rose gold ring.

"It sure does." I chuckled.

My fiance kissed my head again as he tightened his hold on me.

"You're amazing, you know that right?" He said to me.

"Right back at you." I said.

I planted my lips on his chin. "Thank you for tonight. This was everything I could ever dream of and wish for."

He nodded. "I am just happy you said yes," He spoke, draping his body around me.

I would always say yes. I projected.

He smiled, feeling reassured.

"Thank you for making me the happiest man alive." He whispered to me.

"You're welcome," I grinned widely.

"I can't wait to spend all of my life with you, Jacob Black." I remarked, stroking his smooth cheek.

"And I can't wait for you to be my wife, Renesmee Cullen." He responded.

We sealed the night with a kiss as we slipped back into a state of pure engaged bliss.

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A/N: Well…it's been a very long while! 2 years! I am back and with a romantic (and spicy) chapter! This was Jacob and Nessie's engagement guys! I hope it met up with your expectations. Will try to drop more chapters soon.

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