She will be mine...

Jacob and Bella are fighting as usual over the taboo subject of Edward, when she suddenly tells him to prove that he's better than Edward, how will he do this? Rated M for some scenes.

A.n This is my first Twilight fan fiction and my first time posting on this site, however, it's not the first one I've written. I hope you like it please review to let me know, I thrive on feedback. I answer ALL my reviews, however, if I do appreciate honesty, but will not tolerate nastiness. If I deem a review too nasty then the review will be ignored, deleted or reported. I know I have grammar issues, and would appreciate if you let me know, should you spot them.

(Bella POV)

It was happening again, one moment we were laughing and joking, then I would accidently mention something about Edward and he'd snap. I didn't like this side of Jacob, he was hot headed, nasty and sometimes slightly frightening, it was his wolf side, but I knew it was my fault. I had created this monster inside of him, even as a werewolf Jacob was placid and happy, always smiling and being kind. However, after I had, for once, rescued Edward he'd changed. You see we were just about to share our first kiss, that I was nervous about, but truthfully excited, when Edward called...Jacob had picked the phone up for me and told the caller that Charlie was attending a funeral. Nothing bad about that, except that fact Edward had been calling because he thought I was dead. Alice, his sister had seen me cliff diving, but didn't see me being rescued by Jacob and told Rosalie, their other sister, what she had seen, but she told Edward. It was only when Alice came back that I realized that it was Edward that had called, we then had to race against the clock to save him, he was going to provoke the Volturi into killing him, and I couldn't, wouldn't let that happen. So when I came back all happy and blissful, I found a note from Jacob, saying that he would no longer let me use him like that and that our friendship was over. That opened up wounds that I thought I'd healed, but these were stronger, and after weeks of begging we made up, but he wasn't the same.

"Why do you keep arguing with me over this Jake?" I spat. We had been sitting on his sofa having fun, when I accidentally thought out loud about how I wished Edward was this carefree with me.

"Because he's no good for you." He replied matching my anger.

"And you're any better?" I blurted out, then covered my mouth, I hadn't meant to say that. Anger and hurt flashed across his eyes, he took a deep breath before he answered me.

"I am much better than him." He started calmly, I gritted my teeth. "I don't go through the day wishing I could drink your blood. I know how to read you, you're like an open book to me. I don't treat you like I child and I don't have to be gentle with you because I could crush you. And most of all...I have a heartbeat, and blood and warmth. He's like a stone." He growled.

"The reason Edward doesn't touch me has nothing to do with me being fragile, it's because he's old fashioned, he wants to wait until we decide to get married." I explained roughly.

"But he would kill you." Jacob stammered, and I was shocked to see fear in his eyes.

"What?"

"Bella if you two had..." He swallowed a lump in his throat before continuing "...had sex." I blushed. "He would lose all control, and could seriously hurt you or kill you. Are you expecting me to be ok with that?"

"You're no better." I repeated again, angrier this time.

"I wouldn't kill you." He snapped.

"Prove it." I growled. It took him a few seconds to comprehend what I had just said, then his lips crashed onto mine, kissing me roughly at first then slower and more gently, as if proving his point. After a minute or two he picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he easily carried me too his bedroom, he playfully through me onto his bed before jumping on top of me, a wolfish growl coming from within him as he smothered me in kisses. I regained my mind long enough to gently push him off me, a more frustrated growl escaped his lips this time.

"Are we really going to do this?" I asked nervously.

"Only if you want to babe." He replied in the gentle manner I loved and he kissed my lips lightly, trailing featherlight kisses down my neck.

"I'm a..a.."I tried to explain but I couuldn't get the word virgin out. He looked at me puzzled for a second, before realisation dawned on his beautiful face. He laughed softly before replying.

"So am I baby." He said kissing my neck lightly again. "I will be very gentle." He said inbetween kisses, I sighed and lost my train of thought again. "And as I said, we don't have to do this if you don't want to." At this I leaned in and hungrily kissed his neck, the thought of not doing this was unfathmable. It was wrong, considering I was supposed to be madly in love with Edward and wanted to spend eternity with him, but I was also madly in love with Jacob, and Edward couldn't make love to me like this. Jacob had been right. This didn't feel wrong. It was with that last tought that I let Jacob take my virtue, and claim me as his own.

A.n...so what do you think? I have decided to make this into a two parter and add the aftermath later...'cause I'm mean like that lol. Let me know what you think by reviewing