This story is not related to any of current storylines, this is a story full of lemons, some detailed some not so much. This will be a selection of chapters of one shots of different scenarios and characters of the Twilight universe.

OC x Jacob

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mid-march, 2006

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She wanted him badly.

He wanted himself inside of her so bad.

They never wanted anything so badly.

She was just looking for Jacob, one of her best friends along with Quil Ateara and Embry Call, you couldn't miss him. Billy and Harry left to Charlie's and he was here somewhere, she just had to find him, he felt her presence before he seen her. She was walking out of the hallway to the living room and kitchen before he made his presence known and she turned to him. The destined alpha gazed at his future wife standing there, beautiful as she always was, her smooth vibrant copper skin with her exotically beautiful facial and bodily features. And he wanted to be inside of her. He wanted to spread her naturally wide hips apart, he wanted to see what she looked like, he wanted to smell her. Taste her. Feel her. Please her.

His eyes glinted as he thought about this, he smelt her reaction to his gaze. He couldn't think of anything else but making his subconscious fantasies a reality, he wanted to claim her that he didn't care about the possibility of being caught. He had to feel her. He needed to feel her.

He worked off his nerves in his shed as he recalled his conversation on sex advice with Paul and Jared, Jared didn't give much since he was use to just penetrating Kim, Paul gave Jacob all the answers he needed. He has sensed and heard her voice in the bathroom as she said goodbye to his father and her father, he heard her call for him but he only heard her with his heightened senses. He finished showering and dressed in shirts and a T-shirt.

Jacob smiled at her, "hey, little Clearwater." His smile dropped, his mouth flattened into a thin line.

He wanted to put her pussy on his mouth, she scoffed at him shoving him but he didn't budge from in front of her, "don't call me that."

It amused him more than expression showed it, it was taking everything in him to force the wolf not to ravish her right now. His nostrils filled with her scent, cherry's, coconuts and that vanilla perfume she loved mixed with the musk of her arousal, he watched her face soften and she smiled up at him. He felt his own heart within his chest begin to race, he heard hers, he smelt her, his heart race alone made me nervous. Settling him into a state of mind to remember she was a person with feelings, he needed to hear the words to act on what she wanted from him.

He sighed heavily, his tall form slouching slightly, he eyes very well told him what she wanted the more he stared. Her heart started to flutter in her chest as she pulled the ends of sleeves over her fingers feeling a cool breeze, she pushed my heavy long black over her shoulder. He felt the draft, he wanted to provide her warmth.

"I'm sorry," he apologized running a hand through his cropped hair.

"It's s'okay, are you okay?" she inquired looking up at his 6'5 frame.

"Yeah," he didn't move, he just continues to stare down at her. "Are you okay?"

"I'm good," she smiled at him, his chest swelled with warmth.

She went to reach out to him but he reached out with his hand and unbuttoned her thin cardigan in a experimental attempt. She wasn't the only one surprised that he did it, she squeaked in surprise as it fell to the floor and she was just standing here in a tank top and jeans. Light goosebumps littered her arms, she looked up at him surprised and he smelt her reaction again, his large right hand flattened on her lower stomach gently gathering the end of her tank top in his hand. Her heart stuttered in her chest feeling his fingertips brush her skin above her jean waistband, she wanted him just as badly as he did and he was still having a hard time controlling his wolf.

"I want you, Naomi. I love you," he confessed stepping closer, his back lightly shivering as he continued to fight his wolf back.

Her heart jumped into her throat, "what?" Her eyes widened in shock.

His fingertips slipped under the waistband of her panties and jeans, her breathe left her as her heartbeat drummed in her ears, he leaned down to her, "I love my best friend."

"Huh?" She blinked at him in confusion partially relieved and disbelieving, she looked down at his left hand reaching out and unbuttoning her jeans, his left hand going further into her jeans.

He mentally cursed himself but he felt her, he felt the moisture Paul told him about, it was everywhere and he felt the throbbing pulse he also mentioned. She wanted him and she wasn't stopping him, she wanted it.

Her hands came out to his wrists as her back flattened against the wall as he knelt down, his hand turning and his fingers came into contact with her erect clit, she sighed shakily content as his fingers brushed against her overly sensitive flesh. He watched her eyelids fluttered as he sighed along with her when he slipped a finger inside of her, he began to erect in his shorts imagining what it would feel like to bury himself in her liquid heat. He wanted to make her feel good, he never wanted anything more in his life, he wanted to claim her as his mate. He would take the alpha title, he would make his destiny a reality, as along as he had this girl by his side; as long as he could do this to her for the rest of their lives. He recalled Sam's alpha order when the news traveled she was coming over and the parents were leaving, Sam alpha ordered him to not do one thing since he couldn't stop him from doing other things he could order him to not do one.

Now he thought about it. It was a wise decision since everyone insufferably knew he wanted to do that one thing immensely. He has showed great restraint since he imprinted a day after he phased, they should be talking but this moment was unshakable.

"I want you more than anything. Right now," he murmured his breath fanning across her mouth, his lips barely touching her as he spoke. His eyes piercing into her, his finger gently curled inside of her, she didn't want this to be interrupted, "I want you more than anything. I know you want me too."

"I want you too," she was able to say feeling the heat of his finger stroking his frontal wall into submission, "I want you too."

He pulled her jeans and underwear down with his left hand, "let me have you," her forehead fell onto his as he added length to his finger strokes.

Her head fell back against the wall as his mouth came into contact with her neck, he felt her throbbing pulse under his lips, he felt the swallow she took as he kissed her throat, "you can have me."

Her breath hitched as his left hand found her breast under her tank top, her back arched when he added a second finger. He removed her shirt and placed kisses all over her chest and collarbones as his fingers worked her body, suckling on the swells of her breasts and nipples as she began to lose herself to feeling him. Electrical tingling shot down into her cunt as he suckled on her nipples, massaging her breasts, her hands found his hair as she moaned with her head falling back her walls closing in around Jacobs fingers. He enjoyed the sensation of her nipples against his tongue, she responded to his every touch, leaning into him, moaning. The electrical sensations of his heated fingers and mouth that she couldn't understand the temperature was spreading warmth and tingles throughout her lower stomach and down to her toes. He peeked up at her through his long lashes, this was the expression Paul said he should be looking for, the shock and gratification, the moisture that felt like watered oil. He memorized how she looked, how she smelt, how she felt, how she breathed, the flutter of eyelids, the movement of her jaw and her mouth, her gasps, her sighs, her pants, her moans, her groans, the pulse in her folds.

A moisture familiar to car oil and grease, a moisture that would leave a trail, and he loved it, he loved the expression and continued to keep Paul's advice in mind. Porn was one thing, the real life experience was different, her moans were more pleasured like amateur porn than professional. He watched the amateur, how to do certain things, see how different everything looked when the time was put in. The expressions, how the flesh looked, Paul's memories. The pack telepathy came in handy in certain situations even when it was definitely not advised by adult figures. It thrilled him in fact, he knew he had a minimum of five or six hours of that until the parents came back. More than enough time. He wanted to do this, he wanted to tell her and do it again if she accepted but he could feel her submission with the beginning quiver of her thighs.

He needed to taste her.

He removed his fingers from her pussy and rubbed an 8 on her erect nub, he removed his mouth from her nipples as she gasped her stomach sinking in with every gasp she inhaled. She gasped sharply when he replaced his finger with his tongue, she looked down feeling her body press into the wall as his tongue swept slowly over her swelling lips and clit. She was building to that peak, her hands still in his hair, she was amazed at the intensity of the act being preformed, his dick throbbed at the sensation of her flesh against his lips and tongue. She couldn't believe it was even happening, she experienced this sensations by her own hands and it never felt like this, she couldn't too long if she wanted to. The sensation of his mouth could only be felt, his hands gripping the opposite sides of her waist, holding her where she was struggling to stand.

"Jake," she inhaled sharply, her voice was high pitched as his hot wet tongue teased her entrance, her legs beginning to shake from the tension in her legs her back arching.

He licked her length as she felt a rapid build up, her fingers tightened in his hair, his mouth attached to nub again suckling until her legs shaking, the buck of her hips. He was engrossed in the erection of her clit, the pulse, her loud high pitched moans, his name spilling from his throat in that high pitched tone. He couldn't not hold back going even further, he needed to be inside of her.

He pulled back, gathered her in his arms and stood up, he strides to the short distance to his bed, he laid her down and hovered her, catching her lips with his kissing with intensity that stole their breathe. He pulled his clothes off as he looked down at her, ready and waiting, her long silky black hair sprawled everywhere her copper skin blushing. Her arms and legs positioned suggestively waiting to embrace him, to accept him. The eye contact was their whole conversation as he leaned back down, positioning his large size at her tiny virgin hole, he kissed her again her gathering each other into their embrace. She tipped her hips towards his, his tip poking her entrance not enough pressure to penetrate.

"This will hurt for a short moment," he murmured before kissing her again, she kissed him back.

Both of their breaths hitching as he inched his way into her, he halted at a barrier, he angled her hips so he could break through with little pain a way that came on instinct. Lip locked and holding her against the bed and against his chest, she felt little pain as the desire for him was stronger than the prickling pain.

"Are you okay?" he murmured halting at his base deep within her, he could hear the pounding of her heart along with his own.

She nodded, they held onto each other as she adjusted to his length, he memorized every detail of her liquid heat. She felt so good around him, pulsing against his harden length, his nostrils filled with the scent of her pheromones and the scent of shampoo and conditioner. He was slowly going insane with desire. A moment later she wiggled her hips for friction, for him to move. He pulled his hips back slowly, allowing her to adjust to his movement, she sighed softly in gratification when he pushed back in slowly, that was his sign she was enjoying it already. He began a slow pace losing himself partially to the sensation of her, he filled her to the brim stroking every inch within her tenderly slow.

Finding his slow pace of nearly exiting her every time, he leaned up on his forearms, he met her eyes communicating with his every move. His arms shivering with the restraint of forcing his wolf back, he listened to her sighs turn into mewls, how they turned into gasping moans as he met her hips continuously. This was a moment he wanted to remember, he wanted her to remember this, he took his time slowly and intensely building to a high peak. She was lost in what he was doing to her, lost, engrossed, entranced, electrically consuming intoxicated. They were soon reaching that peak as Jacob quickened his pace, he held her head in hands as they kissed passionately, he felt her climax before he felt his own. He wanted to release deep within her cervix, he would claim her, he would deal with her father hunting him down with Charlie with rifles knowing for sure he would impregnate her. He would take the shots and find her after and make love to her again praying for twins.

The gag order kicked in, it punched him in the stomach and he tore himself from her clenching pussy, he pumped his hand on his large size a few times before splattering his seed all over her stomach. She was scatter brained as she watched him ejaculate on her stomach, panting watching him pleasure himself until he was finished, memorizing the way his muscles moved. He pleasured her before penetrating her, she wanted to return the favor as a thank you, her mouth watered at the sight of his size. She wanted to taste him coated in their essence.

Jacob panted holding his still hard erection in his hand, he blinked a few times when she sat up and edged her face towards his length. His breath hitched as he watched and felt her lips slid over his bulging mushroom head, she took what she could of him in her mouth, using her tongue and looking up at him through her thick eyelashes as she sucked on him. All he could was watch her watch him as she took into her mouth, the sensation of the rock hard heated length in her mouth and in her throat was bewildering, intoxicatingly addicting. He watched her head bob taking his dick deep into her throat, it was a different feeling than being buried in her pussy, his hands buried in her hair his head falling back as he lost all feeling in his arms.

The man and wolf submitting to their female. Something happening as he did so, the patrolling wolves felt him disconnect. That wasn't a good thing.

"You have three seconds…" Jacob panted, looking down at her wiping her mouth with sight of his sector, "to flee before I commit some sins…"

She took that as a challenge smirking and turning over onto her knees, spreading her hips apart looking over her shoulder at him, "I took that as a challenge."

He knew how she dove into challenges head on without thinking, he knew she loved it. The gag order didn't kick in and Jacob came out his high quickly when he realized that, he stopped staring down at him hilted within her as the weight of the situation knocked the breath out of him. She made it worse moving her hips drawing his sector deeper within her as she rode through her high. Jacob grabbed her hips harshly, and then he felt it, his wolf clenched on, he began to merge with her. He knew why Sam ordered him not to do this, Sam had shown him why, he couldn't remove himself from Emily for what seemed like a full five hours, stuck. He couldn't back out of her if he tried he knew that and he couldn't understand why, he gag order should've kicked in, her internal muscles rippled around him internally branding with his length.

"Fuck," Jacob cursed trying to back out of her once they regained their senses, she gasped in pain as he added more force. Sam jogged out of the tree line across the road from the red house, Jared alerted him immediately of Jacobs disconnect if Sam didn't understand what that snap was mentally.

She gasped in pain with tears prickling her eyes, she smacked his hand, "Ow!" The pain radiated throughout her whole length, sharp prickling pain that began to make her cry.

He instantly regretted it hearing her gasp and seeing her tears when she looked back at him, he held her against his chest. His gut twisting in agony, Sam had tried the same thing only resulting in hurting them until it was naturally over. He didn't know how long until it released and he didn't know if it would release before the parents came back.

"I'm sorry!" He turned her face to the side, kissing the side of her face soothing her.

"Jacob!" Sam called from the doorway of the front door.

"Fuck," Jacob groaned.

"Who is that?" Naomi pulled Jacob cameo sheet over naked form.

"Sam," Jacob replied.

"What?!"

"Oh, come on, Jake!" Sam caught glimpse of the two on the bed with the sheet over Naomi whom clutched to her body with dear life before he backed out of sight into the hallway. "Please, get dressed."

"Uhh," Jacob started looking at Naomi whom turned her head to him, "I can't, I can't um, uh, move."

Sam dropped his head in his hands after a short pause of confusion, "Fuck," he grumbled in frustration.

Sam was able to hold off the parents until Jacob unlatched within Naomi, as soon as she was free she threw the sheet at him and retreated to the bathroom.

He knocked on the bathroom door hearing the shower running, "Fuck off, Jacob!"

"Sure sure."

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three weeks later

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"Jacob Black!" Harry yelled from the driveway of the Black residence his voice coming through the screen door.

Charlie and Billy turned to Jacob mid-munch on a piece of pizza, Jacob slowly turned his head to Harry storming onto the porch and into the house feeling his heart drop into his stomach.

"Billy, I want your son a leash!" Harrys face was red with exasperation glaring at Jacob.

"What did you do?" Billy demanded from the living room.

Harry stepped forward, answering for Jacob, "He fucked my daughter!"

"Holy shit," Charie coughed on his beer.

Billy sighed heavily.