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Crescent Moon	By : lordoberon Category: Twilight Series > Het F > Bella/Jacob Views: 23572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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CRESCENT MOON
A Twilight fanfic
by lordoberon

Part 3

Jacob’s POV

He had never seen anything quite as beautiful as Bella. They were on the beach, right by a little cove with a dark cave. The trees sheltered them from the wind, and in front of them lay the ocean. Bella lay on the sand, exulting in the sunlight of this strangely warm day in Forks; although La Push did tend to be a bit warmer. They lay on a thick blanket, with another on the side just in case she got really cold (although Jacob doubted she would, with him here). Her hair was splayed out all around her, a dark cloud surrounding a beautiful moon. She had a smile on her face, and her hand reached out to clasp his as he kissed her, gently this time, on the lips.
“Bella, you’re beautiful,” he said. He couldn’t believe she was here, on the beach with him, with her clothes half off. He was getting everything that the wild animal in him wanted. Was it right? He didn’t know. All he knew was that it was good, so good.
She let him pull his shirt off of her.
Her skin was like porcelain, smooth and pale. It glided like silk against his mouth as he kissed her breasts. He took off her jeans, too, and she lay before him in only her panties. They were a dark blue color.
He wondered to himself if Bella liked the things he had fantasized in his dreams of her. Would she like to be spanked? (Lightly, by his strength, he reminded himself). If he pushed her up against a tree and fucked her senseless, would she yell his name in pleasure? Jacob felt his cock twitch just at the idea. He moaned, and unbidden his hand moved down to stroke the tent in his trousers, just for a moment.
When he looked back up, he realized Bella was watching him. A flush flooded his cheeks. Bella’s cheeks were flush too, the pale now a little pink. He let her grab his arms and pull him down towards her, and made sure to lay gently over her, without his full weight.
Between them, Bella’s hand glided down his chest. She kissed him, and then she moved to kiss his neck. It made the hairs on Jacob’s body stand on end, and he moaned her name. She kissed up and down his chest, and even licked his ears. He could feel the way her hips fit against his, perfectly, and unconsciously he grinded down against her, groaning at the glorious friction. He was careful to not use his full strength; he always tried to be careful around her.
Bella had shut her eyes and was holding onto his arms tightly as Jacob grinded down on her. He felt the heat pulsing in him, bringing his breath out of him and with it, his last vestiges of control.
Jacob tried to hold it back. He heaved his body off of her and sat for a moment, panting. Then, slowly, he turned towards her. Shutting his eyes to try to hold back the urges in him telling him to go faster, Jacob slowly stroked his fingers down Bella’s body. Her skin was warm and smooth beneath him.
First, he let his fingers explore her breasts. They were full and firm just the right amount, the nipples erect and sensitive; when he flipped a thumb over one, he could hear her gasping. Then he forced his fingertips down, to trace over the dip of her ribs down to her belly. He pressed around her navel and heard her laugh, and smiled.
His muscles tensed so that he could feel them rigid in his back, as his fingers drifted over the soft cotton of her panties. He could feel her trembling beside him as he traced the waistline, and then his fingers were over her hipbones. Eagerly, his breath catching, his hand moved down to her thighs. There, he reveled in her harsh breathing and occasional squeak, as he pressed them, and kneaded that skin. When his fingertips slipped between her thighs to that special, secret area, she moaned.
He couldn’t handle it anymore, after that. He scrambled to undo his zipper and free his cock a little. Jesus that felt better. Then he was down between her legs, and with two hands he edged the last bit of clothing from her.
She was gorgeous. There were no descriptions of goddesses, no porn stars or amount of playboy magazine women, could compare to a naked Bella lying in front of him, ready and wanting. She was breathless and, he could see in her gaze, shy. He felt suddenly inexperienced. What if he couldn’t pleasure her enough?
But then his hand, of its own lusty accord, crept over the soft tendrils of hair between her thighs, and suddenly his finger was dipping into her soft, hot core. She gasped as he sunk it in deep, and Jacob felt his entire body trembling. Around his finger, her body was so hot and soft. It gave so much. It held him so tight. He added in another quickly, and as he did, he could see she bit her bottom lip. He could feel her wiggling slightly above him, twisting to get a better angle. Obediently he dipped his fingers in at a different angle, deeper, and he pressed harder. A low whimper came from her throat. He knew she had lost control, too, and that was almost enough to make him shoot his load then and there.
When he put a third finger in, he started to openly thrust them in and out of her, pushing into her heat. Bella was moaning now, squirming still. He could feel her feet kicking unconsciously at him, and it made him lose his focus. So he pulled his fingers out.
Staring at her, half teasing and half entranced himself, Jacob let his wet fingers slide into his mouth and taste her. She blushed crimson, and said, “Jacob, I didn’t know you had it in you.”
He felt embarrassed, and mumbled, “Only when it’s you.”
Then he lost his focus and his eyes just drank in the sight of her. He felt he was losing himself in the heat of lust again, and suddenly his head was between her thighs. Some subconscious part of him said this is too damn fast, but he ignored it and licked deep in her.
She tasted so good. Perfect. She was hot and wet against his tongue, gliding and so smooth and soft. When he licked over that special nub, hard, his name came from her mouth in a long, low moan. He wanted to hear that again. Her ass was smooth against his fingers, and he squeezed it, before lightly skimming her thighs with gentle touches.
Jacob thrust his tongue into her heat, again and again. She was tight against him, and so warm. Jesus he wanted to fuck her right now now now. He felt the heat inside of him roaring, raising its head up higher and higher, his cock was so tight and her sounds were so good in his ears – He realized he was lapping at her, hard and deep and long. He felt her thighs clench over him, and she was a moaning mess that he just had to lift his head up to see, to watch her rising and then falling from orgasm. He had given her that, that beautiful crazy look on her face, not some Cullen bloodsucker.
Watching her expression was enough to make Jacob reach his peak, too, and when he was done he fell back against the blanket, panting. God that felt good, to feel that rush burst and then finally dissipate. An emptiness and raw need that had been aching inside of him ebbed a little, when he came. He relaxed with that feeling as he hadn’t since he had started being in heat, and lay heavily. His muscles were finally relaxed. He put his pants back on in a daze, and sat staring at the sky.
It returned far too soon though, mere minutes later. His lust was still burning in him. He felt it in him as a hard, tight yearning, constantly gnawing at him and telling him, he was never finished. It fought itself back into him, he tried to keep it at bay, but he couldn’t. Bella is here, it told him. There is more to explore. Explore it all. Take it all. She’s yours!
Jacob lifted his head up when he realized Bella was saying something.
“Jacob, Jake, come here,” she said.
He slithered his body up to lay his head by hers. “Hmm?” He felt groggy as her voice pulled him from the thickening stupor of lust.
“You…you’re…thank you,” she murmured. He put his hand gently against her head as she nuzzled against his chest. This. This was what he really wanted, he realized.
“You liked it?” His heart thumped in a desperate plea for her to say yes. He wanted to make sure to please her.
Her hair scratched against his chest in something like a nod, and then she said quietly, “Yes. But I was losing you, Jake, in that last part. I want you, not just some…uncontrolled…sensation.”
She wanted him. She wanted HIM. Jacob grinned.
Even so, as she pressed her body closer, it took all of Jacob’s strength to not shove her down and take her. His cock was a throbbing ache again. That he had gotten used to, but with her every move against him, unconsciously she was making it ache more. What was more, he could smell her wetness, the lust scent in the air a sweet tang, and knew for certain she had enjoyed the way he had touched her.
Bella pulled back, and Jacob looked at her. She smiled, and then her small hand was drifting over his neck, down to his chest. She let it lay there, and he closed his eyes as she leaned in. A gasp came from his lips as a warm, soft little tongue sucked his ear a moment, and then kissed down his chest. He groaned loudly, shaking, as the hand on his chest inched down, down to rest over the bulge in his jeans.
For a moment she let it lay there, but that moment felt like eons. He grunted when her hand started moving, rubbing over the bulge in quick, circular movements. Mmm, it was good, but torture!
“Bella,” he begged, “PLEASE.”
Jacob threw his head back, panting, as Bella’s small, determined hand undid the buckle on his belt, and unzipped his jeans. Then that adventurous hand shoved his jeans down his hips, taking the boxers unintentionally with them. (He knew it was unintentional, because she gasped, “Oh”).
That made him laugh, and she laughed, too. “Who’s the clumsy old lady, hmm?” he joked.
Then she sat up, and he watched as her eyes roved over him. He shuddered as that small, soft hand brushed up his leg. She bent down. All he could see was her hair, and assumedly she was looking at him. Jacob wondered what was running through her mind. Just having her looking at his cock, looking so curiously and closely, made his whole body sweat and his cock fully attentive.
Her gentle fingertips traced a scar on his left thigh. Jacob could feel them trembling over him, and he reached a hand out to brush through her hair. But the more she looked at him, the more that tenderness left him, and he just wanted her now. He tried to shut up the raging inside him and remain normal.
“Where did you get this?” Bella asked about the scar.
Jacob didn’t want to talk. He wanted her mouth on him. He wanted to see his cock between her lips, to see her mouth in a soft round perfect O…
“I, it was one of the boys,” he grunted. “Fighting with me. I won.”
She patted his thigh, saying, “Congrats.”
He looked up at her, and saw her silently laughing at his show of male bravado. He laughed, too. “Yeah, thanks.”
She caught his eye and held it for a long, long look. It made him feel suddenly even more powerless, a doll to her beauty and her control, the type of control he couldn’t have ever, it seemed. He always ran his mouth off and just did things. Finally he’d run his mouth off and done something and somehow that had led him to this? No, he told himself. You only have her here, right now, because of her. It’s all her. She…she has some feelings for you, and you’re lucky for it. Keep her here.
The serious moment was broken as Bella laughed at herself, saying, “I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, Jake. I’m just going with the flow…but uh, I’m not very flowing.” Her hand shook against his thigh.
Jacob laughed, saying, “That’s no problem for me, Bells. I just want you so much, I…” He looked away, embarrassed. He’d blurted everything, again.
She smiled, and it was one of those beautiful, enchanting slow smiles that always stole away any sensibilities he had and sent him bowling rashly headlong into any danger or trouble that would get him time with her. Damn that smile.
“You’re beautiful, Jake,” she whispered. He watched the flush that came to her cheeks then, a deep pink. He watched the way her hand shook as it stroked his thigh, and he watched the rise and fall of her breasts. Oh, the sweet pink of her nipples, of her lips, that heat of her on his tongue…
He bit his lip as her hand swept gently up the length of his cock, and then down. A sound came from him as she stroked slowly with her fingertips, up and down, up and down. Jacob couldn’t stop himself then. Reaching for her hand, he took it, and eased her hand to wrap around his cock. The friction of her skin against him made him lose his breath.
He let his hand drift off. It surprised him when her thumb eased over the head of his cock, when it pressed and dallied there, and then just as suddenly he felt the hot slickness of her tongue wetting his length in one long stroke. He swore loudly and dug his fists into the sand beneath their blanket, as her tongue began a series of small licks. She explored his cock thoroughly, licking over every inch of it, and finally she took him in the sweet wet heat of her mouth.
God it was good. Jacob couldn’t hear himself or feel anything, all he was, was his cock, aching and throbbing underneath her caresses. He loved the way her hands slid down to grope his ass, the way her tongue moved fast and then slow, the way, when she paused to breathe, he could see her flushed face and glimpse her breasts again.
The lust was all over and in him, covering and smothering him. He knew he was losing himself in it like she didn’t want him to but he didn’t care, it all felt too good. When she paused for a breath again, Jacob remembered who and what he was. He was hers. He would always be hers, even if she never spoke to him again, after this.
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