Sweet Hostage - Chapter Nine
Chapter Nine
Bella woke up from a dream and looked at the clock on the nightstand. Five o’clock am. She had been dreaming of Phoenix; standing in front of her old house, her hand shielding her eyes from the sun beating down on her.
No wonder; Jacob was still half on top of her, their legs entwined and his arm across her chest. She was sweating from the heat.
She tried to ease her way out from under him without waking him, but he was too big and heavy. So she just removed his arm from across her and laid it against her side.
She swept a lock of hair away from his face and stared at him in the semi-darkness; his thick dark brows, high cheekbones, and his perfect, perfect mouth. She lightly traced his lips with her finger, a heat warming her belly at the memory of all the things he was capable of doing with those beautiful, pouty lips.
I’ve got mad skills, she remembered him telling her all those months ago, when she’d brought him the two beat-up motorcycles to recycle.
Yes, she had to agree with a smile, he certainly did.
Jacob took a quick, loud inhale, shaking his head as he woke from a sound sleep. She didn’t move as he opened his eyes lazily and locked onto hers. Her finger was still resting against his lips, and he pursed them, kissing her finger softly.
“Hey,” he smiled, stretching.
“Hey,” she grinned back at him. Her finger dropped from his lips and traced a path over his chest and down to his belly, all the way to the patch of dark hair at his groin. Her smile widened. She could touch him anywhere she wanted and he not only wouldn’t mind - he’d like it!
Little did she know the identical thought was going through his mind. He grabbed hold of her waist and drew her closer, dropping his mouth to the roundness at the top of her breast peeking out just above the sheets. He breathed a satisfied hum as he kissed her there.
“So what were you saying last night about me being allowed to do certain things ‘next time’?” she asked him, as he hardened and lengthened in her hand.
He gasped when she squeezed her hand tightly around him and began a slow, smooth stroke against his silky length. He watched her with heated eyes and a little bit of amusement as she realigned herself, bringing her mouth down to taste him. His hand flew up and covered his eyes when her warm mouth made contact.
She contented herself, trying different movements with her tongue, experimenting with the grip of her mouth around him, along with different hand/mouth combinations. Barely five minutes passed before Jacob pulled her away.
“Jesus, Bella, that was… “ he shook his head. There were no words to describe what she did to him.
“Why did you make me stop then?”
“Because I want to - I mean, didn’t you say last night you had two condoms?”
She smiled happily and nodded her head, reaching over the side of the bed again for her shoe.
“What else you got in there?” he asked her.
“Nothing else, just a condom,” she murmured, tearing the package open. He reached for it, and she pulled her hand back. “I want to do it.”
She was so cute. “Okay. Have at it.” He leaned back against the pillows, watching her with an amused grin on his face. “No, no,” he laughed. “Don’t unroll it. Just put the top of it on, and roll it down.”
She bit her lip in concentration, adjusting the condom over the top and attempting to unroll it over him. “This is hard,” she mumbled, concentrating.
“That’s what she said,” he cracked. “Need some help?”
“No! I’ve got it. God, you’re huge, this barely covers the whole thing, and it seems like a really tight fit.”
He nodded a little self-consciously. “I’m a little bigger than most, but trust me, that’ll work.”
“How do you know it’ll work? How did you even know how to get that on last night?”
A nervous look passed over Jacob’s features, and her stomach lurched. “Jacob?”
“Come here, honey.” He pulled her up alongside him and kissed her, tired of conversation. “God, you are so perfect.” He ran his hands over her smooth pale skin.
She surprised him when she climbed on top of him. “Can we try it like this?”
“We can try it any way you like, honey.” His hands grasped her hips as she took hold of him and lined him up, before slowly lowering herself down on him.
“Ow,” she grimaced slightly as she was spread open, engulfing him.
“You okay?” She nodded to his question. “Just take your time,” he told her. It was killing him, but if she needed to go slow and easy, that was okay.
She needed to stop and start a couple of times before she finally had all of him inside her. Then she needed a moment to wrap her head around that. But finally, she began rocking back and forth on top of him.
Just the visual of Bella naked on top of him was enough to push him over the edge, so he kept his eyes shut tight and tried to think of other things. She thrust and moved and rocked as Jacob pumped up into her. He reached down and found her swollen bundle, caressing the little nub till it seemed to get harder under his finger. Bella’s rocking picked up speed and force, her movements getting bigger and her breath getting tighter.
Jacob opened his eyes to watch. Bella’s head was thrown back, legs spread, breasts bouncing slightly, her hands on either side of his rib cage, as she pushed off against him for momentum. He felt her body twitching around him just before a low groan came from somewhere deep inside her. Then it felt like someone grabbed hold of his cock and squeezed, pulsing around him. He grabbed hold of her hip with his free hand, his other hand still between her legs, rubbing gently.
He joined her with a groan of his own, climaxing inside her, just before she collapsed on top of him.
God, life didn’t get any better than this, he thought.
Bella lay on top of him, catching her breath. She couldn’t imagine doing that with anyone other than Jacob. It felt so right.
Finally, she rolled off him, so she was lying alongside of him, facing him. She smiled and kissed him softly. He took hold of her face and kissed her back.
“Where did you learn to kiss so good?” she asked him playfully.
“I’m just a natural. All Indians are good kissers. It’s a proven fact.”
“Really? Hmmm. You mean Quil and Embry are good kissers too?”
“Well, not that I’d know personally, and I’m sure not as good as me, but yeah.”
“Mmm-hmmm.” She ducked her head, kissing his ear before whispering into it. “Have you ever kissed anyone besides me?”
She’d meant it as a joke, but again, her stomach lurched at his reaction. He fidgeted and didn’t answer the question. She’d been going for a laugh, an embarrassed acknowledgement that she was his first and only kiss. Now she wished she hadn’t asked. But of course, now she had to know.
“Have you ever kissed anyone else?” She pulled back to look at his face.
“Well, yeah,” he said, avoiding her eyes.
“You have? Who?”
“Just forget it, Bella. It’s not important.” He tried to pull her face back down to his, but she pulled away.
“It is important. Who?”
“No one you know. Just some girls from the rez.”
“Girlzzzz, as in plural?”
“Geez, Bella. They weren’t important. Why are you getting mad?” He pushed himself up on his elbows. “It’s not like we were together. It’s not like I cheated on you or anything. It’s not like I flat-out dumped you in the middle of our relationship for someone else.” Now he was looking at her accusingly, and she knew he was referring to when Edward came back from Italy and she dumped Jacob like a hot potato.
“I’m not mad at you,” she said softly. “I’m just surprised. Can I ask when?”
“When I kissed these other girls?” She nodded and he rolled his eyes, pulling at the front of his hair. “Agh, I kissed the first one in between the time you left for Italy and then came back from Florida with him. I only went out on a few dates with her, and we stopped seeing each other just before you came back.”
“Wow, you didn’t waste any time,” she murmured, hurt.
“You weren’t my girlfriend, Bella.” His voice was cool. “You didn’t want a relationship with me. You wanted to be friends, remember? That’s what you kept telling me. What the hell was I supposed to do? If you recall, I was a little pissed off at you at the time.”
She bit her lip and nodded. She had no business being mad at him. She’d run off to save Edward. She’d do it again too, only because she didn’t want anyone to kill themselves over her, but she wouldn’t have just left Jacob hanging this time. And she wouldn’t have thrown herself back into Edward’s arms as soon as they landed in Washington. She would have wished Edward the best and gone back home alone.
“What about the others?”
“I don’t know,” he ran his hand over his face. “There were two after the newborn fight, before I… before I got your wedding invitation and wolfed out.”
“Did you sleep with any of these girls?”
“Bella. Do we have to do this? Come on. It doesn’t matter, they don’t matter. I love you. I’ve always loved you.”
“It shouldn’t matter,” she said, more to herself. “I have no right to judge you or expect you to be a saint and sit around and wait for me. But now that it’s out there, I have to know. Please, tell me. Did you sleep with any of them?”
“Yes.”
“Yes,” she repeated, stunned. “How many of them?”
He didn’t answer right away, but finally he met her eyes. “All three of them.” He reached up and touched her cheek. “Please tell me you’re not mad. I love you, and that’s all that matters. You know I do. But I was angry, Bella. I was angry and I was desperate! Desperate to get over you, desperate to forget you. I just wanted to get lost in someone, so the pain from losing you in my life wouldn’t hurt so much. I tried to use them as a quick fix, but it didn’t work, and I just came off like a dick. If I could take it all back, I would. But I can’t. I’m not proud.”
She didn’t say anything, and for a crushing moment, he thought he’d blown it.
“Bella?”
“It’s okay,” she kissed his cheek. “I’m disappointed, but it’s okay. I wanted to be your first.”
“I know. If I had known, trust me, I would have waited, honey. You just told me so many times, over and over, that you wanted him and not me, I had to try to accept it and get over you. I’m sorry.”
“No apologies.” She laid her head against him and whispered into his chest. “So did you? Get over me, I mean?”
“Does it look like I did?”
She gave him a sad smile.
“The only way I could get over you, would be to do this.” Before she knew what hit her, Jacob flipped them, so Bella was now flat on her back and Jacob hovered above her. “There. Now I’m over you,” he smiled.
She giggled in spite of herself. So Jacob was human. She knew she had really hurt him, and he’d tried to make himself feel better. It wasn’t a crime. She wasn’t going to let it spoil the moment. It was her fault, after all.
He was here now. He’d helped her get away, no questions asked. He’d put himself in peril, and broken the law for her. Not to mention, he’d put aside his grief and hard feelings just to say goodbye to her after she’d married another man. Not just any man, but his natural born enemy. Jacob certainly didn’t have to prove his loyalty to her.
She craned her neck, reaching up to kiss him. For a brief moment, she thought he was mad at her, when he didn’t respond. She watched his face as it changed expressions in rapid-fire time. First she saw hesitation, then curiosity, then he growled in anger just as the hotel room burst open.
The door shut and Edward and Alice stood frozen like statues just 10 feet from the bed, staring mutely at the two of them.
It happened so fast, one second she was looking at Jacob and the next she turned her head and Alice and Edward were before her. Bella squealed and pulled the covers up over her chin, as Jacob rolled off her, glaring at the two of them.
No one said a word for a full minute.
“Are you alright, love?” Edward broke the silence.
Bella nodded, unable to speak. She heard a low hiss and then a snarl emit from Edward and his eyes glared daggers in Jacob’s direction.
“She’s more than alright,” Jacob smirked.
“I told you this wasn’t a good idea,” Edward said quietly to Alice.
“Fight for her,” she instructed him under her breath.
“Ho-how did you find me?” Bella asked them, still stunned.
“I saw you,” Alice told her. “You were looking out the window at the Seattle Hilton sign last night. Edward was at your father’s house, hoping you’d come back. As soon as I found him, we came straight here.” She held out a bag. “I-I brought you some clothes to change into, since you were dressed very… um, scantily.”
“Thanks,” she murmured, embarrassed.
“Stop that!” Edward gave Jacob a sharp look, baring his teeth. Jacob just smiled and had the good grace to look down. Bella could only imagine what silent thoughts Jacob was throwing Edward’s way.
“Come on, Bella,” Alice said gently. “I’ll help you get dressed, and we can go home. Boys,” she addressed to Jacob and Edward, “leave us alone.”
“No!” Bella pulled the covers up tighter around her. “Jacob, don’t go.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“How did you get in?” Bella stalled, uncomfortable.
“Edward jimmied the lock,” Alice beamed proudly at Edward.
“How did you learn to do that?” Bella smiled tentatively.
“I don’t sleep, remember? I have a lot of time on my hands. I can do lots of things,” Edward explained, looking slightly relieved that she had spoken directly to him.
“Hey, I know something you can’t do,” Jacob piped in.
“Jacob,” Bella looked at him warningly.
“What? I was going to say ‘eat’.” He fibbed. “What did you think I was going to say?”
He continued to stare at Edward, gloating slightly.
“Stop that!” Edward growled at Jacob again.
“Get out of my head. I had a great night. I can’t help it if I can’t stop thinking about it.”
“Jacob,” Bella said, horrified. “Stop it!”
Edward’s jaw was tensed, and Bella could see his hands balled into fists, but his voice managed to somehow remain calm and smooth as silk. “You’re doing it on purpose. You’re enjoying yourself, aren’t you?”
“Kinda,” Jacob told him smugly.
Bella sat up as she saw Edward take a few steps closer to the bed, his hard eyes trained on Jacob. She immediately sat back down as the covers began to fall off her and she realized she was going to be in a compromising position, given she wasn’t wearing any clothes underneath the thin blankets.
But Edward stopped just short of the bed, and his gaze fervently returned to her. “Come home,” he pleaded softly. “You were curious.” He swallowed unnecessarily and lowered his voice. “You were curious about sex. That’s understandable. But now that you’ve experienced it, you can come back with us.”
“You can’t be serious!” Jacob broke in. “What do you think? I’m some little science experiment she performed? You’re sick.”
All eyes were on Bella, waiting on how to proceed. She covered her face with her hands and took a deep breath.
“I’m ready to go home,” she whispered.
“What?” Jacob turned to her, surprised.
Edward smiled, relieved, “That’s a good girl. Let’s go home.”
“No,” Bella shook her head. “Wait. I’m ready to go home. We need to talk. But… I’m going back with Jacob. I will call you when we get there.”
“What did I do, Bella? Did I do something wrong? I don’t understand.” Edward’s face crumpled. If he were capable of crying, it was obvious that he would be doing just that.
“Oh, Edward. You didn’t do anything wrong. Please don’t blame yourself. I shouldn’t have run off like I did. I shouldn’t have brought Jacob into it. I should have never let it go so far.” She sighed. “But it’s too late; I did. And you will never know how sorry I am for making such a mess of everything.”
She shook her head. “Please, I need to get dressed. Go home, both of you,” she told Alice and Edward. “I’ll be home before nightfall. I’ll leave my window open.”
“Your window open? You’re going to your father’s? But Bella, your home is with us now.”
Bella shook her head sadly. “I don’t know where my home is, anymore.”
Edward dropped to his knees alongside the bed and took her hand, kissing the back of it. Bella could hear a soft snarl from Jacob alongside of her.
“You do what you need to do, Bella. I’ll be waiting. If you want to go to your father’s, then I’ll wait for your invitation when you open the window. Just, please remember, I love you. No matter what.” He kissed her cheek softly. “Goodbye.” With a wistful smile at Bella, and a glance at Jacob, he added, “Mrs. Cullen.”
And they were gone. The only proof that they had been there, the bag of clothes left on the chair that Alice left for Bella.
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A/N: Wishing all of you a warm and fun-filled Merry Christmas!