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Fire and Ice	By : inuyoukai8 Category: Twilight Series > Threesomes Plus Views: 25291 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter List
- 1-Fire and Ice
- 2-Triad
- 1
- 2
I still don't own these characters and I don't make money off them. I think SM might be a little peeved about what I do with them, but a girl can dream and drool can't she?

This Chapter is for Lisa and Ande... ladies....I owe you everything for being the dearest friends and truest sounding boards anyone could have. And to my ever beloved Zoogirl, hope the GP are doing well. Talk to you soon

Chapter Two

Jacob was stalking the streets of Port Angeles, searching intently for something to occupy his active mind. Image after image streaked through his mind, like lightning, like a brand. Dark hair against silky sheets, white limbs twined as one. And with it all was the hunger... The insatiable undeniable hunger. For her.

Eyes followed him. Females. Human, soft. They watched him with equal hunger and he was tempted, so very tempted. To take one, to bury himself in them over and over until the golden gaze of his enemy and the tableau of his own heart consummating their love was washed away in the red hot haze of sex.

His hands clenched into fists against his hips and he closed his eyes, tilting his dark head back towards the moon, sucking in the fresh, cool air of the night. Trying to forget the scent of Bella's arousal.

Instead of the sweet scent of coming rain, he caught a decidedly unwelcome scent and his nose wrinkled in reaction. He turned on his heel, eyes locking on a pale figure in the shadows.

"Edward Cullen" he growled.

The copper haired male stepped into the muted street light. "Jacob" his voice was cool, polite.

The darker man leaned against the nearby building. "Would have thought you'd be a little busy" Jacob couldn't help but snipe.

Edward met his gaze head on, unashamed. "I love her Jacob. I won't apologize for that. I am grateful that you were near"

The wolf snorted, "Sure sure. Wish I could say it was my pleasure."

Edward shifted closer to him, "Hmm, well you see that is why I am here."

Jacob eyed him critically saying nothing.

The vampire pressed his perfect lips together. "I was..... very close". His confession given in a whisper, "If it were to happen again..... you'd have to be closer. Of that I have no doubt."

Jacob ran his hand through his hair in an impatient gesture. "I have to tell you Cullen" he said at last, "I don't think I can be of much help to you anymore. You love her, ok. Well I do too. I can't stand..... to see you touching her. When I'm not..."

Edward surprised him by nodding, "That is why I've come to see you tonight. She wants you to have some happier memory of her. Some part of her that you can always claim. She doesn't want to hurt you."

Jacob stood stock still, "What the hell are you saying now?"

"She wants your touch, wants your heart to be comforted. This is all she can offer you Jacob. Never doubt for a moment that she is mine."

Jacob sneered, "Oh I won't be forgetting that bloodsucker but let me ask you this. What if she prefers me? What if she leaves you?"

He'd meant the words to hurt the other and they had, but those golden eyes were nearly hopeful when Edward answered, "I can only hope she will Jacob. Then she can live out her life. I will always honor her choices. I suggest you do the same."

Then he turned and vanished into the darkness, leaving Jacob torn and confused.

Perhaps, he thought briefly, Edward Cullen WAS the better man. He never would have given Bella such free reign. Of course with him, none of this would have been an issue to start with. But still.....

With a soft curse Jacob shoved his hands into his pockets and turned to head back towards the brighter lights of town. The women no longer interesting in the least. Clenching his jaw jacob veered into the woodline, tatters of white shoes falling as he exploded into the night.

~~~

"So what happened?" Bellas asked softly, curled in the arctic safety of Edward's arms.

He brushed a chaste kiss atop her head and sighed, "I told him" he said at last, choosing his words carefully. His gut whispered that the wolf would not deny her, but a part of him truly hoped he did. Would it then be easier for Bella to break away? But no.... she wasn't ready for that. He was taking enough from her soon enough, he'd not add Jacob to that number just yet.

Bella was quiet, her lower lip caught between her teeth, her fingers toying with the edge of the blanket. Since that stormy night, Edward's bed had become her most favored place. For him, just laying there, recalling what they had done made him hard and achey.

A cool thumb brushed over her rosebud mouth gently, "We will know his answer soon." he assured her, then reached to the nighttable. "In the mean time I thought that perhaps these might ease your mind."

He eased the small stack of volumes onto the bed beside her. She glanced at the titles and blushed furiously. 'Art of the Menage'!? He chuckled and kissed her again, "I thought you might be too shy to ask me, but there are some things that you would probably feel better knowing about."

She stuttered incoherently for a moment and he rose, "I am going to hunt with Emmett, I won't be far. You have some light reading so I assume you won't get into too much trouble." He smirked in amusement as he left her alone with the books.

Bella stared at them for a very long time, almost afraid to touch them. She'd never really looked at anything like them before. How had Edward known what to get? Her brow furrowed and then she sighed, "No time like the present" she muttered.

Pulling one book into her lap, she nearly jumped out of her skin when Alice sailed into the room, smiling brightly.

In a frantic effort she tried to hide the books, but Alice only laughed at her, "Please... as if I don't know what you'll be up to!"

Bella turned scarlet, "A...Alice!" she gasped.

The small vampire twirled lightly, "What? It isn't a new practice" she went on, "But if you don't want to read my books, then I'll take them back."

"Y...your books?"

"Mhmmm"

"Alice why would you - "

"I didn't always live with the Cullens and I certainly didn't always have Jasper"

"But"

Alice made a face at her, and said in her best Dracula accent, "Our vays are not your vays..."

Her ominously dark tone amused Bella to some extent. "So this is.... erm....normal?"

Alice laughed again , "Oh no. But for you it will be, for a while at least"

"So you've..er.... - "

"Oh yes!"

"And it was....ahhh"

"It was nice but I prefer Jasper"

"And it didn't hurt?" At last a whole sentence.

"I suppose in the beginning, but you needn't worry. They will have to be extra careful with you."

Bella cleared her throat, "No offense Alice but I feel so very odd talking to you about this."

Alice waved lightly, "I thought as much, those will help." She pointed to the books and left Bella alone.

In the hours that followed Bella read and read some more. Her pulse pounding frantically as she learned what could occur with three. Was she ready for this? She wasn't sure. But she knew that more than anything she wanted to give Jacob something of herself.

More than he already had.

~~~~

Jacob knew that he would never be able to be comfortable in the Cullen house and so he called Bella three days later.

"Hey Bells"

"Jacob!"

"I was thinking... about what Edward said.."

"Oh."

"Yeah. Oh"

Bella was struck by odd sense of deja vu.

"Anyway" he went on, "I'd like to meet you guys up the way."

"Up the way?"

"Yeah, there is a hunting cabin. Edward will probably know it. Can you come?"

"Um sure, I think."

"See you in two hours."

"But Jake - "

"Two hours Bella. The three of us need to talk"

"Ok. Bye."

Bella hung the phone back on the wall and sighed, pressing her hand to her eyes. What the hell was she doing?

"Bella?"

She nearly jumped out of her skin at Edward's soft voice, she turned wide eyes on him. Clutching her heart she mustered the best glare she could manage. As always it faltered in the face of his beauty, his gentle expression.

"Everything ok?"

She blushed and he lifted one eyebrow in question. She wiped suddenly sweaty palms on her jeans. "Um, yeah. That was Jake."

Edward moved closer, his eyes dark but she knew it was not thirst. "Was it now?"

She nodded, a jerky movement, "Yes, he mentioned an old hunting cabin up the way. Do you... do you know it?"

Edward's lips lifted in a nearly feral smirk, "Ah, yes. Shall we go then?"

Bella gulped loudly, her eyes wide and Edward instantly paused. Going still as stone.

"Bella are you all right?"

"I think so, yes. Just a little nervous."

"Understandable. Bella, if you do not want to go, then we simply aren't going. This is your choice. It's always been."

She nodded again, moving into the shelter of his arms, "I know."

~
The trip to the cabin took longer than she had expected. Edward had driven rather than run and she suspected he was giving her time to get over her nervousness, or to back out. At the moment she was doing neither. Her hands twisted against themselves in an unnatural way and Edward sighed before sliding his cooler hand between hers.

She glanced up at him from the corner of her eyes and he gave her a gentle smile. "It will be ok" he promised, "No matter your decision."

Of course it would be she mentally reasoned. Jake would never hurt her and Edward would never force her. It might be a little easier if the decision wasn't hers to make. A part of her wanted this, another part felt guilty for that selfish impulse. Felt more than a little dirty that for days now, she'd been haunted by images of the three of them together.

Damn Alice and her detaile books anyway.

"Bella"

She lifted her head to see that they were pulling from the main road, to a small open area. Edward slowed the car and then stopped completely. She blinked, looking around.

Edward lifted his hand towards the trees, "I'm afraid we will have to run some of it" he said in that apologetic tone, "I should have brought Emmett's jeep, but the trees do get close. Foot it better."

She nodded, sliding from her seat and shutting the door behind her.

The stretch of green before her suddenly seemed more forbidding than some alien planet and just as fraught with dangers. This was a one way walk, for the person who entered and the one who left were not going to be the same by any stretch.

She'd either leave, vastly more experienced, or brokenhearted at the loss of her best friend. Who knew moving to such a po-dunk town could add so much excitement to her life?

Excitement. That was the word of the hour wasn't it? She tried very hard not to imagine Edward's cool and Jacob's hot pressed against her at once. Tried very hard. Failed completely, but the effort was worth something wasn't it? She knew she was losing the battle when Edward sudddenly stepped closer to her in the dim, watery green tinged light.

She glanced up at him to find his eyes closed, nostrils flared and her heart stuttered in her chest. "Edward?"

Her whisper wrenched him from his thoughts and he met her eyes, "I...."

"What is it?"

He glanced away as though he was afraid his words might offend, "I can ...smell you"

She turned eight shades of red and stammered, "I do not stink!"

Edward shook his head, drawing ever closer, "No. You certainly don't"

She braced her palm against his chest and frowned, "I know my blood smells good to you.. why is today harder?"

Edward groaned in slight frustration, "God you are so innocent sometimes. It isn't your blood I smell Bella.... it's your....arousal."

She went pink again, so bright he was certain she would experience meltdown. "Oh."

She seemed to be saying that alot. "I'm sorry" she muttered and began to trudge away.

Edward caught her round the waist with a pained chuckle, "I don't mind it Bella" he assured her, turning her in the right direction, "I just want to hurry there and get to you."

Once again her favorite statement, though this was a little more lively, "Oh!"

Edward swung her onto his back and sprang into the lush vegetation, trees and ferns whipped by at a dizzying rate. Bella groaned softly and pressed her face to his neck. She'd once flushed a half dead goldfish down the toilet. This was karma she decided, since this was surely how that poor fish had felt.

And then.... it was over.

Edward's gait was so smooth that the only indication she had they had stopped was the halt to the wind that had been roaring in her ears. The sudden stillness felt heavy. Slowly he swung her to her feet, keeping a steadying arm around her. He raised his golden eyes to the small cabin surrounded by ferns.

Jacob Black stood leaning against the door frame. Did he EVER wear shirts?

Bella slowly stepped away to meet his gaze, then glanced back at Edward. He urged her forward with the slightest movement of his head.

Seeing Jake standing there, she felt conflicted..for only a moment.

And then, the wolf...opened his arms.

Bella threw herself across the distance as Jake left the porch. His darker arms winding around her, pressing her close in one of his hugs. This time remembering that she needed air.

She laughed up at him and he smiled in return. This was easy. Being with her. The world seemed to narrow within her eyes, and Jake was content to dwell in that small, dark, warm space.

"Can you do this?" he asked softly, "You don't have to."

She licked her lips, her voice fleeing in the face of the direct question. Jake sighed, "Damn it Bells".

Then he lowered his head and pressed his hot, full lips to hers. When he licked at the seam of her lips she gasped and he tok full advantage, sweeping inside to stroke and taste.

His grip on her was hot and powerful, just a little rough. Aggressive in a way that Edward would never be with her while she was human. Passionate and fiery. Like the blistering heat of the sun, while Edward was her beloved moon. Jake released her lips long enough to suck in a breath and then he attacked her mouth again, giving her no time for second thoughts.

His hands slid over her back, cupping her bottom and lifted her against him. Her legs like vines wrapped at his waist and he chuckled as he turned and headed back to the cabin door. Edward following, watching carefully. To say that he enjoyed seeing her in such a way would have been a lie, but he would not deny her.

That would mean he was denying himself too.

Jake had been busy. There was food in the cabin, a small generator was humming out back. No doubt to power lights and the small water heater within. There were many candles, and the fire was going in the small hearth. Against the far wall, a large bed had been made with fresh linens. On the floor beside the bed was a basket with several bottles. Even from the distance Edward could see oils and lubricants.

He'd brought along several small vials of his own. A tincture that eased pain.

He cleared his throat and Jake at long last released Bella's lips. She blushed but the vampire merely smiled, "I do hope that I can steal a few of my own" he said.

Bella looked down for a moment and he tossed a vial to Jake. She of course did not see the swift motion. She crossed the room and went into Edward's arms. He sat on the edge of the bed, easing her into his lap.

His hands moved into her hair, gathering it to the side, and his cold mouth closed over the pulse point at her throat. His teeth safely hidden behind his lips. He licked and laved, sucked the white flesh carefully. She moaned, her eyes falling closed. Jake moved closer, knelt at her feet.

His hands moved to the zipper of her hoodie, gently tugging it down to expose her silk clad breasts to his eyes. Edward nipped lightly under her jaw, and when she angled her head towards him, he caught her lips. His kiss more masterful than Jake's. His tongue curled against the roof of her mouth, making her mewl.

How he adored that sound. Knew that no matter what the wolf did, that sound was just for him.

Jake slid her hoodie over her shoulders, pushing it from his path. His russet hands, hot, large, callused smoothed over her shoulders, grazed the tops of her mounds. She whimpered and Edward, reached between them, tossing the garment away, his cool fingers teasing along her spine, even as Jake palmed her. His roughened palm, scorching.

The contrast of their hands made her eyes snap wide. Hot, cold. Fire and Ice.

Fire and Ice.

To be caught between them created a world of it’s own. Hotness, Iciness. Shivering from heat, panting from cold. None of this made sense. Like burning to death on an ice flow or dying of hypothermia in the Sahara.

No, it didn’t make sense, but like the strange contradiction of feelings, it was equally wonderful. Like those moments when you can see the sun and the moon in the same sky. Glimpsing that pale mauve of the sky, rare, delighting your soul. Somehow magical and forbidden.

Like now, in this moment.

Bella was barely aware of being moved. The softness of the bedding rose up to meet her. Hands slid over her and she reached out to touch, nearly blind with want. Clothing was removed in soft rustles and the whir of zippers. The muted thud of shoes hitting the wooden floor.

And then she was there. In that strange half land.

Caught between two bodies.

One white as snowdrifts, one red as northern clay.

Fire and Ice.

Edward and Jacob.

Bella wasn’t entirely certain how they had come to this odd arrangement. Perhaps Edward’s desire to allow her to live as a human, perhaps Jacob’s stubborn nature that refused to back down. But she knew for certain that her own weakness and their unfailing love had brought this to fruition.

She would marry Edward, she knew that. Loved him like no other.

She would leave Jacob, she knew that too. And yet, she also loved him.

Her human body had craved what Edward had been terrified to give. Lustful yearnings spiraled like hot lava through her stomach. Each man was a predator, each sensing what she needed.

One too terrified of breaking her. One so terrified of breaking himself. Both wanting to give in.

And eventually they had. Jacob was strong enough to control Edward, to keep him from losing his well practiced control. Edward was strong enough to keep the wolf from taking over. This was a temporary matter however.

Jacob all but shoved her against the linens, his mouth fused to hers like liquid fire, his muscled arms wrapping around her hips, lifting her, pinning her between the mattress and his hard body as he took her mouth like a marauder.

“Mind saving some of the mauling for me wolf?” the cool, articulate voice floated through the darkness of her hazed mind. Jacob pulled from Bella’s lips with a final lap to the roof of her mouth. She sucked in a ragged breath, head lolling against the pillows for a moment before her passion hazed eyes locked on the desire of her heart.

Edward.

Edward slid beside her and she turned to face him, his cool arm anchoring her to his chest as his lips teased over the exposed flesh of her throat. His teeth grazing ever so lightly over that frantic pulse. Her breath left her in great ragged pants that gave her lungs no reprieve.

She lifted her face towards him, and he caught her lips, cool tongue trailing sweetness across her palate. His arms caught her more tightly as her body turned to useless jelly. He chuckled into her mouth, catching her tighter in his arms, flashing Jake a small, mischievious smile.

Jacob more than ready. If a year ago anyone had told him he would willingly bed down with a beautiful girl and a bloodsucker, he would have laughed at them, maybe even killed them. But he wouldn’t laugh now. No, he wished she had chosen him wholly, but she hadn’t. Of course she also hadn’t fully denied him either, in a way he supposed he was wrong to manipulate her heart as he often did, however she wanted the Cullen boy, and to have him meant death.

Perhaps if he could keep him just tame enough , she would start to prefer his touch over the vampire’s. Of course that hadn’t happened yet, but he was patient. He simply didn’t have time to be. Still, touching her, loving her, filling her. For now, it was enough. It had to be.

Edward was carefully stroking her, his pale hands ghosting over her flesh, her lower lip caught between her white teeth, as his fingertips slid over her skin. Making her breathless. She lay, a willing sacrifice in a vibrant red bra with matching panties. Jacob watched the vampire’s jaw clench at the sight.

His pale hands clenched tightly for a moment, and Jacob straightened slightly, ready to intervene if needed.

But it wasn’t needed. It hadn’t been since this had begun. Truly his control was impressive.

Edward trailed a chilled fingertip across her collarbone, further down to tease the edge of red so livid against the white of her flesh. His hand slid to her waist and then pulled her hard against his chest, his mouth opening on her, delving with the finesse and idle hunger of the eternal.

“You look delicious” he murmured against her lips, “Tempting in so many ways.”

She shuddered in his arms, her hands sliding into his hair. This he allowed, her flesh warm against him, like the sun. When the heat of the wolf appeared behind her, she trembled and Edward growled softly against her jaw, soothing her further.

Pale peach flesh wore ribbons of russet and white. The arms of her two lovers. The arms of two monsters. Utterly angelic monsters.

Jacob lifted her hair in his hand, catching the lobe of her ear, his own answering growl rolling through his chest. Not sounds of aggression, merely of acknowledgment. Two predators, the lion and the wolf willing to die for the lamb in their arms.

A hot tongue brushed over the shell of her ear. Bella sighed into Edward’s mouth at the feeling. Her life was far from normal. How had a simple decision like moving to Forks brought her to this? Two men, wrapped so intrinsically around her body, around her heart. She should feel shamed. She should. Shouldn’t she?

But the worries melted under the caresses and kisses, freeing her wings, setting her to flight. The warm air of the room swirled around her, teasing her nipples to hard peaks. Rushed over the heat of her body. What was the cost of this? What?

Bella had no more time to think on these things, as cold lips trailed over her jaw, teeth lightly grazing along her throat. She shivered, her hands threading through copper hair again, even as a scorching mouth moved over her shoulder. Hot hands roved over her hips, drawing her back against a long muscled body.

A chilled chest pressed against her own, making her gasp at the sensation. Like being trapped between summer and winter. Both her favorite seasons. Edward’s sweet breath fanned over her face, making her head spin, her heart race.

His mouth was on hers, no longer afraid of kissing her deeply, his tongue dancing against her own. His hands, large and elegant cradling her face. One sliding down to catch her thigh, lifting it onto his hip. His hardness pressing against her folds. Wet with need of him. Of them both.

The differences in temperature and texture were heady enough, but they handled her very differently. Jacob was nearly furious in his passions, his hands weren’t overly gentle, each time he touched her was like a dying man cling to salvation. His caress almost rough, endearing, burning.

And Edward. Sweet Edward. He touched her as though she were made of glass. His hands so gentle on her that tears nearly sprang into being from it. The soothing balm to body and soul. The safe harbor of her soul. She knew that when her heart ceased, his passions would be loosed fully, even so, she often wondered if she might yet be killed by the sheer pleasure he gave to her.

That pleasure was currently winding it’s way across her chest, his teeth catching the red scrap of material and tearing it from her with near ferocity. It made her moan, his cool mouth closed over her breast, sucking the nipple against the roof of his mouth, always careful to never break the skin, never to bite. Only to suckle and lave.

A large head ducked against her, a hot mouth attaching to the other nipple. Sucking hard, nipping. Leaving brilliant red marks over the flesh. A hot hand, slid into the triangle covering her sex. Fingers dipping deep, callused fingertips brushing over her pearl, making her arch and moan.

Further back, sliding through the slickness of her want, to tease her opening, callused thumb circling still. She bucked against Jacob’s hand. “Jake..” she panted. One arm sliding to hold him close. Her head falling back, her cheeks rose colored, her eyes closed.

The hot hand slid away, catching the seam of her panties and tearing them free with a growl of triumph. Then both of his hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them, rolling the nipples between his fingers. Edward stared at the image for only a moment, it was lovely. But she so much more.

She sucked in a sharp breath when his cold mouth, teased against her stomach, tongue dancing around her navel, dipping inside. Her hands weaving into his wealth of hair again. She was shivering noticeably but it had little to do with the temperature of Edward’s mouth. Her angel. Her angel with his devilish mouth.

Chilled kisses trailed along her thigh, teeth rasping softly over her hip bone. “E…Edward” she murmured. His long hand curled around one calf and lifted in gently over his shoulder. How wide those shoulders were. Jacob knew enough to hold her tightly and wasn’t a moment too soon.

Edward’s tongue slid into hot folds a second later and Bella nearly screamed from it. Her hands tightened in his hair, her nails scraping uselessly against his nape. He practically purred against her, cold lips framing her clit, her juices coating his lips and he loved it. When he slipped his tongue inside of her she rocked against his face gently, his hands slid over her legs, her hips, her bottom, palming warm cheeks. Parting them.

Jacob’s hand danced down her spine, teasing the cleft. She sighed as his mouth took hers, his large fingers stroking over the hidden pucker there. Edward’s mouth never ceased moving against her, his arms wrapping around her waist, drawing her higher onto the starry plateau of release.

Bella moaned and mewled, her hips working without thought. The hot coil was spinning tighter in her stomach and she knew she would crash soon.

Edward was more than aware of this, his name falling in broken staccato pants from her plump lips. Latching onto her pearl, he slid a cool finger deep inside of her depths, making her cry out. Her muscles fluttered around him, and still he was relentless in the pursuit of her passionate release.

When she came, she fragmented like shattering glass. Her cry was high, resounding, fully satisfying. Edward was on his knees a moment later, his nod to Jacob unseen, his mouth pressed against hers again as he moved them on the bed. Falling backwards with her held against his chest.

Over his own, her lips trembled, her heart raced at speeds he knew couldn’t possibly be healthy. But he reveled in it anyway. All too soon that heart would not race in such a way, that color would not rise as it did now. He held her waist and kept her engaged in his kiss.

Edward pulled her slim leg over his hip, all but opening her for Jacob. Bella felt hot lips on her spine, and shivered as they moved lower, and lower still. Nipping the pert flesh of each cheek, and then, hot hands parted her. Rubbed over those cheeks that she would not have thought so sensitive. She jolted as a hot, wet tongue lashed against her.

This was not something she had been prepared for, but Edward refused to let her struggle. He knew only too well what the other was doing. She would need this tender preparation. Jake lapped at her puckered entrance, with slow teasing strokes until she whimpered softly.

Her body relaxed against Edward as she began to enoy the sensation that Jacob lavished on her. Edward reached between them to pinch her pearl from time to time, heightening her pleasure. When that talented fiery lick pressed just inside she yelped softly. "Oh gods Jake!" The wolf was swift, his slicked fingers finding her again, teasing just at the point of pain and then, as Edward kissed her deeply, Jacob moved them deep inside of her.

She tensed, her breath light and ragged now. Edward pressed a kiss to her ear, "It will pass Bella. Just give in".

Jake murmured his own encouragments, his whispered apologies for any discomfort, the promise of pleasure winding it's way through his words.

His entry was slow and easy, gentle . Careful not to hurt her, careful more, not to tear her. For the scent of her blood could make this night go terribly wrong. She trembled in his grasp, overcome as Edward began to tease her folds once more. Slowly, Jacob pumped his fingers, adding more as he went, stretching her, making her ready to take him in. All the while he nipped and kissed along her spine.

He lifted his dark eyes to Edwards a moment later, and the vampire nodded, stealing her breath with ice sugar kisses. Jake pressed himself against her freckle. Rubbing the purple head of his sex against her. She wa vaguely aware of the wet slide of flesh against flesh.Slowly, ever so slowly, the head began to press inside.

Bella tensed and whimpered at the odd feeling that was bordering on pain, when Edward slid his hand against her again. Pinpricks of light swan before her eyes as the pleasure jolted through her. The pain dulled to a strange tingling sensation. Jake bit the inside of his cheek, clenched his jaw. His large hands rubbed along her back soothing her, even as he slowly gained more space.

He was not small in any way, and she looked so unbearably tiny, stretching around him. Her entrance widening for him as he crawled forward. The sight was nearly enough to undo him then and there.

She shuddered at the discomfort of being filled in such a way. The pain was no longer sharp, but the oddness of the sensation had not passed. Just when she thought there could be no more of him, he slid forward again.

Edward kept a constant friction going on her, blending pain with pleasure, murmuring in her ear as Jake pressed ever onward. "Relax for me Bella, he's nearly there".

He kissed her lips, her eyes, her brow.

Jake groaned long and loud when he was fully seated in her backside. Her once tiny entrance was stretched around his thick length, squeezing tightly. he could die a happy man. When she tensed, he felt sweat break out across his body. His hand gripped her hips tightly.

Jacob groaned softly at the hot constriction of her body around him. His mouth curved over the nape of her neck, teeth pressing in just barely. A dominant move to be sure. One that came so naturally to him. But then, Jacob was an alpha after all. She moaned, feeling the heat like lava within her, behind her.

Bella's eyes closed and her mouth fell open in an image of great pleasure. Her pain was over. Her pleasure building.

Edward smirked at her expression, before he slowly slid himself home in the silken wet depths of her sex. His long, thick sex easing against Jacob's within her body. She hissed at the intensity and he caught her lips with his own. His slick length moving deeper. Touching every part of her, like a chilled brand. The chill like a comforting wave of cool air in stifling heat.

Her eyes shot open as he seated himself fully, locking with gold in a gaze that nearly blistered him in it’s intensity.

Love you.

It didn’t have to be said, it was clear in the locked gazes. Slowly they rolled as one to the side, still firmly lodged within her. She gasped at the tug and slide of the sensation.

“Ready?” he asked, his voice low and ragged. A velvet purr in her ear. A heated tone of cool, sweet air. He was undeniable, unresistable, all powerful in that moment.

She pressed her lips to his, her tongue delving to meet his and he took this as her answer.

With careful motions he moved, withdrawing halfway, slowly sinking back in. Starting the process of her undoing. His hand clasped her hip, drawing her close, even as Jacob, slid an arm under her to cup her breast as he too moved against her. Bella’s breath came in shallow pants and keening wails. No words. Nothing more than murmured names. Nothing to sting or bruise or break those fragile things called hearts.

The feeling of her stuffed so thoroughly was one that Edward had never thought to truly enjoy. Yet he did. But her needs, those rampant human needs filled him. Had crept to life from the start and if abiding the touch of the wolf for now was the price to pay he would pay it. In the beginning he had half hoped she would leave him, flee to the safety of Jacob, the humaness. But of course she hadn’t.

So this is what was left to them.

Until her heart stopped beating.

A time he both longed for and dreaded.

Her clenching muscles shoved all thought away and he buried his mouth against her throat, teeth locked tight against his instinct. But her body paid for it anyway. Edward, gentle as he was, could only hold himself in check for so long. His thrusts became harder, deeper and it was the cushion of Jacob’s body that caught Bella. Her moans and pleas ringing in his ears as he fought hard to make it last.

It never would with her.

The slide of slick, silken flesh made him nearly roar with pleasure, the undulation of her muscles fighting against him, trying so hard to hold him within her when he withdrew nearly drove him mad. And then he plunged deep again, feeling the slide through the thin membrane, felt the brush of intense heat and panted for unneeded breath.

Taking in the scents, the flavors, hardly noticing the scent of wolf now, over Bella's fragrance. His own amplifying in the air around them. Like dozens of spiced blooms, dripping heavy, sweetened ichor on them.

The wet slapping sound of bodies coming together, the more insistent slap of testacles in frenzied movement. His? Jacob's? Both.

Her tiny hands gripped them both, nails having no effect on him, leaving bruised looking cresents on Jacob that faded within moments.

Jake was pounding into her now, Edward drawing her leg higher and Jake watched it all, unwittingly giving the vampire a vivid show. It was too much.

All too soon she arched against them, Jacob shouted hoarsely, his tendons standing out in his neck and arms as he came. He shook for a moment, getting himself under control. His teeth closing firmly at her nape once more. A steady pressure, strong and sure, but not painful.

And then Edward was swept along, as he was now in that fiery storm. Bella’s eyes rolled back in her head as she screamed his name, Jacob's name, God's name. Her heat, wetness, tightness bringing him closer to heaven than one such as he should dare hope for and then, when the tightness became nearly unbearable almost painful, he too exploded in white hot light.

All too soon. The breathing slowed, and Bella snuggled tiredly against Edward, exhausted from their lovemaking. The scent of sweat and sweet oils, of musk and sex permeating the air around them. The wind was howling outside now, a storm moving in. No surprise to anyone.

Rain lashed at the windows in staccato beats. Reminding them of the breaths that had just filled this space with harsh needful sounds. Just over the sound of the winds, a lone howl resounded. The Pack.

All too soon, Jacob slid gently from the woman he loved, pacing to the shower for a clean up and returning with a warm, damp cloth to clean her carefully. He straightened from the bed after placing a kiss to her mouth. He was leaving. Going to run with his pack. Leaving the exhausted Bella in the arms of the only lover that would ever truly have her.

Bitterness? No.

There was something unseen for him and he felt that. Just as he felt Edward and Bella needed him. And they did need him, for now.

Hell truth be told he was even becoming fond of the vampire. Jacob wasn’t so sure that had he been the one who held Bella’s hear so firmly if he would have been able to share her with anyone. Even if that meant her happiness and pleasure.

Maybe he could. Maybe not. He’d never really know that. Bella was safe once more, Edward in full control of himself. Those small bruises she’d gotten would fade in a few days. Reminders of them both. She wouldn’t be angry.

With a last look to where Edward cradled her against him, he gave a half smile and stepped into the night. This would not be the last time for them. Oh no. He exploded into a great russet wolf and loped away.

He didn’t have to be near to hear Edward’s whisper, “Thank you my friend.”
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