Title: Patience, Chapter 15 - Sated
Spoilers: Twilight, New Moon
Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns and originated these extremely compelling characters. I'm not making a dime from this.
Author's Note: Okay, take two. I didn't like the way this chapter turned out the first time, so I did a little rewrite. Hopefully this one is more…uh…satisfying. ;)
Jacob watched Bella's eyes move behind their lids, stunned by his own feelings of love and protectiveness. He didn't think he could be happier than he was at this moment. Except, of course, if he was inside her, but after three rounds, he was happy to give her a break.
He smoothed his hand over the skin of her neck. In the half-light, he could see bruises blooming there. She'd be embarrassed as hell about them, but he wasn't sorry. Not even a little. In fact, the mark filled him with male pride. He wondered if she'd kill him if he paraded her around La Push so everyone could see. The thought made him chuckle.
Bella's alarm blared, startling him. She barely stirred. He thought for a second she might still be asleep, until her arm shot out and smacked the clock into silence. She whined and snuggled closer to his chest. Too quickly, he heard her breathing go back to a deep, even rhythm.
He stroked her hair. "Don't go back to sleep."
She didn't respond.
"Bella," he whispered.
An evil thought entered his mind. Be good, Jacob. Just wake her up with a little shake.
But it was too late. He was already snaking his hand under the covers. To hell with good.
Slowly, his fingers slid down her body. When he found her hot, slick folds, his groin radiated with pleasure.
Bella released a little gasp.
She was totally awake, the little faker.
With the stealth of a cat burglar, he pulled the covers away from her still-nude body. She didn't open her eyes, but she moaned and inched her legs apart. His cock twitched at her invitation.
He watched her face as he trailed his lips down her stomach, until he reached the juncture of her thighs. Her lips parted, and his own breathing picked up with the pulse in his groin. Slowly, he lowered his mouth over her sex and swirled his tongue out to taste her, savoring her erotic scent, savoring her small intake of breath.
For once, he felt like he could be gentle with her. Maybe he'd gotten all his aggression out last night. Or maybe he just needed this time to be about something different, about how much he loved her. He circled over the nub of her clitoris, feeling it swell and harden. Knowing he could do that to her, that he had the power to pleasure her, turned him on even more. He lovingly suckled her between his lips and felt her body tighten.
He was throbbing so hard now, he knew he couldn't keep going much longer. He reached for a condom--the last one--and tried to be quiet as he opened it and rolled it over his erection. Despite his efforts, Bella opened her eyes, flashing hotly between his face and his engorged cock. Never taking his eyes away from hers, he moved over her and nudged her legs apart with his knee. Her breath became erratic as she looked up at him with heavy eyelids.
He pressed his arousal against her. Pleasure rippled through him at the contact. Still looking into her eyes, he took her hand and guided it between their bodies, wrapping her fingers around his length. She squeezed him, and his sack tightened with need, forcing him to close his eyes and suck in his breath. He rocked against her. She repositioned him, placing the tip at her entrance.
"Ah, you good girl." Greedy little thing. She was never too shy to take what she needed. He drove his hips forward until he was pressing into her wet sheath. The pleasure of sliding all the way to the hilt nearly took him over the edge. He groaned and gritted his teeth against it.
Her breath grew quick and shallow. He pumped slowly, rhythmically, watching the beauty of her passion-drunk face. The intensity of his feelings for her squeezed his heart. "I love you so much, Bella." He lowered his body over hers, bringing their mouths together, coaxing his tongue past her lips as he drove into her.
She whimpered as he kissed her. He could tell she was holding back, trying to keep quiet. He brought his hand between their bodies and laved his thumb with her wetness, swirling it over her swollen flesh.
Her walls clamped around him, and he nearly cried out. He gritted his teeth and drove into her again and again, still rubbing his thumb over her clit. Bella threw her head back into the pillow, lost in her own pleasure. He was doing that to her. He didn't know how much longer he could hold on.
"Come, baby," he whispered, his hips pumping faster. "Come." As if it wanted to please him, her body obeyed, swelling around him, pulling him along with her into orgasm. They both gasped as he rocked against her with mindless force. There didn't seem to be enough air in the room. The force of his climax amazed him, as if it wasn't his fourth in as many hours. His eyes opened wide as her body milked his, pulsing and swelling until, after what seemed like forever, she'd finally squeezed the last tremor out of him.
Sweating, struggling for air, he collapsed on her and buried his face in the pillow.
For several minutes their chests heaved. Outside, the light slowly began to shift from gray to pink. He didn't want to withdraw from her, but he knew he had to. "God, I wish you didn't have to go." Even as he was whimpering his complaint, he was looping his arm around her to pull her closer.
"Tell me about it," she breathed, draping her arm around his waist.
"I'm sorry you didn't get very much sleep."
"Sleep? Who needs sleep?"
He laughed and kissed the side of her face, before drawing back to look at her. A soft joy shone in her eyes. She reached up and threaded her fingers through his hair. "I love you, Jacob."
His throat constricted. He didn't think he'd ever seen her looking like this. She was…happy. Truly happy. No sadness, no hesitation. No doubt. It was all just…gone. If he said anything, he was afraid his voice would crack. He swallowed it down while he kissed her sweetly.
When he drew back, her eyes were glittering. He lovingly stroked her cheek. She smiled and turned her face into his hand, like she was trying to hide from him.
"Ah, there's my shy little schoolgirl."
Five Days Later
"Wow, Jake. You sure have some appetite!" Chief Swan peered at Jacob over the corner of his Sunday paper.
Jacob's overloaded forkful of eggs stopped halfway to his mouth. He glanced nervously at Chief Swan, then at Bella, who looked like she was near panic. "Bella just makes such great food," he covered.
"Can't argue with that." Charlie went back to reading and lifted his coffee cup to his lips.
Bella glared sardonically at Jacob and stood, taking her plate to the sink.
They had been officially going out for almost a week now, but it seemed like much longer. They were just such a natural fit, and so good together.
Really good together. He thought about the last week, and had to adjust in his seat. He and Bella had done things he'd only dreamed about. She'd had to start wearing trendy scarves to cover the bruises from his teeth. Fortunately, the weather was still cool, but he'd have to learn to control his impulses before summer came.
"So, what movie are you guys gonna go see today?"
Bella started rinsing dishes. "Afterburn."
"Which one's that?"
"You know. The one about the solar flare. Who's it star again, Jacob?"
Just as Jacob opened his mouth to speak, a foul stench assaulted his senses, mingling with the smells of coffee and bacon. Every hair on his body stood on end.
Jacob launched out of his chair. "I have to go now Bella." He turned to her, trying to mask his aggression.
She looked stunned. "Jacob, what is it? What about the movie?" As she spoke, understanding seemed to dawn. "Oh, no. Jacob--"
He charged towards the door. He couldn't waste time with explanations. They were coming!
"Jacob, wait!" She chased after him.
Chief Swan didn't get up, but just in case, Jacob stayed in human form. He marched into the street in time to see the moving truck advancing towards Bella's house. The truck stopped when it reached him, the brakes squealing loudly. Bella nearly plowed into his back.
The doors opened, and bloodsuckers emptied from the truck like rats. Jacob puffed up, fighting the growing need to phase.
"Edward! Alice!" Bella started to run towards them, but Jacob reached out instinctively to stop her. "Jacob, let me go!" She struggled against his arm. Fighting everything his instincts were telling him, he did as she asked.
He growled as he watched Bella approach Edward. The leech looked at him with challenge in his eyes. Jacob took a step forward, sneering, but Bella put her hand on his chest and glared at him. "Jacob, please. They won't hurt me."
Edward turned all his attention to Bella, seeming to dismiss him. Oh, is that how you want to play, pastyboy? Bring it.
Bella looked in Edward's eyes. He could practically see the invisible barrier she was throwing up between the bloodsucker and herself. That was the only reason the leech was still alive. "So," she said, "you're really leaving."
Edward nodded. His eyes looked pained.
Alice stepped towards the two of them and Bella looked at her, allowing much more emotion to show for the female. The two shared a heartfelt hug. Jacob's skin crawled at the idea of the leech's teeth so close to Bella's skin.
"I'll miss you," Bella said.
"I'll miss you too, Bella. I'll still have my cell. Call anytime, okay?"
"I will." They hugged again. "Where are the others?"
"They've already gone on," Edward supplied.
"Where are you going now?"
"It's best if you don't know."
Bella nodded, not looking the least bit sad. "Well, goodbye, Edward." She extended her hand to him, and they shook amicably. Afterwards, Edward walked towards Jacob. He snarled.
"If you hurt her," Edward warned, "there will be war."
Jacob bared his teeth. "I would never hurt her."
Without another word, Edward turned his back and walked to the truck. Bella stood unmoving as she watched Alice and Edward climb into their seats and drive away. She and Alice exchanged a final wave goodbye.
Jacob felt immense relief as the truck disappeared from sight. Bella came back to him and snaked her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest.
He held her and inhaled deeply, feeling the skin relax all over his body. "It's over. I can't believe it's really over. No more vampires."
In a small voice, Bella said, "Well, don't forget about the Volturi."
She gasped and pulled back. "Oh my god. I never told you."
"Told me what?"
She closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead before looking at him again. "Come on, Jake." Taking his hand, she pulled him back towards the house. "I've got some explaining to do."