Intoxicating - Chapter Nine
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Love’s Carnal Desires with Raoul and Lavinia
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Chapter Nine
Day 13 continued…
“Hey honey! Did you eat?”
I was sitting on the floor when Jacob came back. He seemed to be in a good mood. He leaned down and kissed me when I didn’t answer. I had just put the envelope with all the money the Cullens had given us back in my backpack. Out of curiosity, I had counted it.
“I got some donuts. Feel this, they’re still warm. What’s the matter?”
I touched the bag and looked at him dully. “There’s $39,800 dollars in that envelope, Jacob.”
“What?!”
“I counted it. They didn’t give us $20,000. They gave us $40,000.” I just stared at him. Why would they give us so much money? I knew they were generous - excessive even, but 40,000 dollars? Did they know how this was going to end? I didn’t know whether Carlisle had given us so much because of guilt, extravagance, or just because he didn’t know how long we would have to be gone or where Jake was going to take me. Did he think Jake was taking me to hide out in Paris, for god’s sake?
I’d probably never know now.
“Holy shit,” Jacob slumped to the floor next to me. “Why so much?”
I shook my head. “I have no idea. Sam doesn’t know anything?”
“No. The Volturi came in like gangbusters before Sam and the others had even gotten to the Cullen’s. They apparently just went in and questioned them briefly before they tore them into pieces and burn-“
I gasped and my hands flew over my ears.
“Shit! I’m sorry honey. I’m sorry!”
He pulled me into his side and held me. “Well, at least that’s one thing we don’t have to worry about. All that money will last us a while.”
I nodded my head. I didn’t want to think about this anymore. I wiped my eyes and took a deep breath. “Can I have one of those donuts?”
“Sure,” he kissed the top of my head and released me, turning to grab me one.
“Did you get any chocolate?”
“Of course. With sprinkles.”
I took a bite. Mmmm, that was good. And it was still warm. “So, Jake?”
“Hmm?”
“Where’s the extra condom?”
His mouth froze in mid-bite. “Huh?” he asked me guiltily.
“You heard me,” I licked the chocolate from my fingers. “There’s a condom missing from the pack. Where’d it go?”
There went the ears. Jacob was too dark to really blush, but I always knew when he was embarrassed or uncomfortable when his ears turned pink. I’m not ashamed to say, I enjoyed it immensely on the rare occasions it happened.
“Are you sure?” he croaked. “What, did you count them or something?”
“Uh-huh.” I knew I had a Cheshire cat grin on my face and I couldn’t help it. It was usually me squirming with embarrassment.
“Oh… well,” his mouth opened and closed a few times like a fish trying to breathe out of water. Oh, I was definitely enjoying this. “I might have… triedoneon.” The words were all tied together and his voice dropped so dramatically, I couldn’t make out a word he said.
“You might have, what?”
“I might have tried one on! Okay? Did you hear me that time?”
“Tried one on?” I repeated between giggles. “How? Why?”
“So I’d know how to do it. You know… if… “
A visual came to me that I tried to shake from my head. “Don’t you have to be… hard,” now my voice dropped dramatically low. “To do that?”
Jacob quickly got up off the floor and crossed the room, going through the other things he’d brought back from the store. “Yeah.” He finally answered me quietly.
Okay. I didn’t even wanted to know.
“Not to change the subject or anything.”
Apparently Jacob didn’t want to go there either.
“But I forgot to check-in with Sam last night. I was distracted,” he turned and grinned at me. “And got side-tracked. So I phased this morning, figuring I’d catch somebody patrolling who could relay the message that I’m alright and sorry about missing last night. Anyway, I caught Sam himself and he had some news.”
My stomach did a reflexive dive. I nodded at him to go on.
“Two of the leeches have left. So that leaves only three right now in the area.”
He let me digest that for a minute. “So that’s good, right? Maybe they’re slowly disbanding, since I’m not creeping out of the woodwork in the aftermath.”
He nodded. “Yeah, that’s how we look at it as well. And the good news is, even though they know about the werewolves, they don’t seem to be too interested or bothered enough by us to investigate who we are or our whereabouts.”
“Wait a minute! They know about the werewolves? I thought you said they didn’t know?”
“Well of course they know there are werewolves, they can smell us everywhere in the area. We have been keeping an eye on them. And your fathers house is highly patrolled. They know we’re around, and they know we know they’re there. But they don’t have a clue about the treaty with the Cullen’s and they’ve made no connection to La Push and the werewolves being Natives. They just know a pack of wolves patrol around Forks, and our scent has been so widely distributed all throughout the outlaying areas, they have no idea where it originates from. So that’s good. The Volturi has shown no desire in messing with the pack. They’re playing ‘you leave us alone and we’ll ignore the fact that you exist’. And for now, Sam is happy with that.”
I was relieved. At least there was one less thing to worry about. The pack, for now, was safe. I was curious, though. “Did Sam tell you which vampires stayed behind?”
“There’s three of them, all males. One is about middle-aged with shoulder length black hair. And the other one looks like a little kid, about 13 or so. The third one is a huge mother, about as big as I am. I know it’s not much to go on, but do any of them sound familiar?”
I shut my eyes and tried to conjure the scene in Italy with the Cullens. Most of the Volturi had been males with longish dark hair, but two stood out to me as middle-aged. It could be Aro or it could be Marcus.
But the young one? There were only two I had seen that were that young, and that was Jane and her brother, Alec. Edward taught me a little about the Volturi when we came back. He found them kind of fascinating, and my thought was, know your enemies. So I’d listened. I guessed Edward’s interest in them was like people being fascinated with the British royal family.
I looked at Jacob seriously, “Tell Sam not to get too comfortable with these vampires. They have some extremely scary powers. If Aro is there and he gets his hands on Sam or Billy - we’re all dead. Aro can read every thought in a person’s head if he touches them.”
“Like the psychic leech?”
“Like Alice?” I was too distracted to chastise him. “No, Alice can see future events; Aro can read your whole life up to that point. Thank god my father knows nothing about the vampires or the werewolves.”
“You’re sure that’s who it is?”
“No, it could be Aro, or it could be Marcus. Marcus could be dangerous to us, too. He can see the connections in relationships between people. Like read how they’re related to or know each other. And I think Edward said he would be able to pick out who’s in charge of a group, like their leader and sense the hierarchy or friendships or some such something or other.” I tried to remember that brief time I’d spent in Volterra and my personal experience with them. I’d been so terrified at the time, I hadn’t comprehended many of the details or retained them either, unfortunately.
Jane and Felix had stuck out in my mind the most. Felix because he was so physically imposing - about the same size as Jacob - and I’d watched him toss Edward around like a ping pong ball. And Jane? I shuddered. Her powers freaked me out. Edward was on the ground, whimpering in pain and all she’d done was look at him.
Jacob saw the shudder go through me and pulled me into his side. “What about the kid? How intimidating could he be?”
I looked up at him. “Pretty intimidating. Tell Sam and the others to stay the hell away from him. He can freeze you on the spot with some kind of mist, so you can’t move or get away, and then he or the others can kill you or torture you. If it is Alec, Sam should consider himself lucky that they seem to be so disinterested in the wolves; they could have killed them easily from the beginning. Thank god the Volturi don’t know that I have any connections to the wolves.”
Jacob caught my gaze and held it, tightening his arm around me. “That we know of. What about the big guy?”
“Felix,” I said with certainty. “He’s huge. He was there in Italy while I was there. I don’t think he has any special powers, but he’s strong as hell. Mostly used for his muscle.”
“Great. Now for the bad news. While the Volturi don’t seem to be too interested in the wolves… they are extremely interested in your father.”
I started to jump up, but Jacob held me in place. “They haven’t hurt him. But they are watching him. I’d bet money that Aro guy, if it’s him, has put his hands on him at some point. So it is imperative that Charlie remain in the dark about everything.”
Tears of panic shot from my eyes and ran down my cheeks.
“SShhhh, it’s okay, Bella. Two weeks have just about passed, and Charlie is still safe. If we can just hold out a little longer, I think we may all make it out of this alive. Shhhh.”
My face was buried in Jacob’s shirt and I could feel the ferocity of my tears had already soaked the front of it. I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to Charlie. I wouldn’t be able to take the grief and the guilt together. I just wouldn’t.
My whole life I’d wandered through at a nice, even pace. A few nice things happen here and there along the way, and I’d feel happiness. Then a few crappy things would rain on my parade and I’d be blue and lonely. But this last year, I never knew such huge, colossal highs as being with supernatural beings, being accepted by them, being wanted by them, and then the deepest pits of despair at the idea of losing them and the danger they manifested in my life. I understood now how stress could kill you. The humongous drop and rise in the gaps between these two emotions was exhausting.
These highs and lows were killing me.
~~``intoxicating``~~
I stuck to Jacob like glue. He tried to cheer me up, but I knew he was just as scared and nervous as I was. This wasn’t just about me anymore. This involved his family, his pack and his people as well as my father. I’d already lost the Cullens. I prayed it would end at that.
I wondered if my father, the Chief of Police, was aware that his every move was being watched and monitored by supernatural beings? I doubted it. I knew Marcus, if he was there, must have perceived a link between Billy and my father already. Could he see the wolves link to me and to Billy when they weren’t in human form? Or would they be somehow immune to his abilities? If not, the Volturi were just biding their time for some reason.
Trying to think like them was making me crazy. I tried to stay in the moment, like Rene talked about all the time. Right now, in this particular moment, everything was okay. Charlie was safe, the wolves were safe, and Jacob and I were safe as well.
Why did I feel so lost? I caught myself hugging my chest like I used to in the old days. I know Jacob noticed as well. I felt empty. How would I ever fill that emptiness?
~~``intoxicating``~~
Jacob had brought back some pasta and French bread, along with a pre-made salad from the deli that we had for dinner. Which was great, since I wasn’t really in the mood to cook anything, plus it was too warm and muggy to start a fire tonight. The sky had been gray and gloomy all day, but not one drop of rain.
After dinner, I started cleaning up our garbage and putting things away, thinking to myself, when I glanced out the window and saw Jacob down by the lake. I wandered over to the window and watched him, squatted down at the edge of the water, staring out into the distance.
I knew he had a lot on his mind as well and I knew how hard he tried not to let me see how this all was effecting him. I know he felt an obligation to rescue me, an obligation to be there with his pack and watch over his people and an obligation to his father to protect him.
He was the pack’s true alpha, his people’s future chief, his father’s son, and my personal, loyal protector. All this on the shoulders of a 16 year old.
I saw him drop his head into his hands and I went out the door. I approached him quietly, though I’m sure he heard me, but if he did, he didn’t respond or move. He just continued to squat with his big hands covering his face.
I squat down next to him. “Hey,” I said softly.
He didn’t answer for a minute, but slowly he pulled his hands away from his face. “Hey,” he answered, still not meeting my eyes, but back to staring into the distance. I could see he hadn’t been crying. I didn’t know if that was good or bad. Maybe he would feel better if he could.
“Are you okay?”
“Huh, are you?”
“No,” I smiled grimly and shook my head.
“Me either.”
I glanced out across the water to see if there was anything in particular he was studying so intently. But of course there wasn’t. I wished there was something I could do to help. To ease whatever thoughts he was torturing himself with. “Is there anything I can do?”
“I wish,” he sighed.
“There must be something I can do?” I rubbed his shoulder softly.
He looked at me, shaking his head. Our eyes locked and I thought maybe, maybe there was something that would make both of us feel better. For a little while anyway.
We both moved toward the other at the same moment and I saw his eyes shut just before I shut my own. It was a gentle kiss, comforting at first. I tried to reach my other arm around him and wobbled precariously before I plopped on my rear end, giggling against his mouth. I could feel his smile and he dropped to a sitting position alongside of me.
That was better. I put my other arm around his shoulders and he pulled me toward him and drew me onto his lap. Our kisses grew deeper and we sighed as the tension we’d carried all day eased away and a warm, melting feeling oozed through my body.
I thought of what we’d done together last night and a tingling spread between my legs in anticipation. I remembered how hard Jacob had felt and I reminded myself I had done that to him. I remembered the way he’d moaned at the end and I gripped Jacob’s arms and pulled him toward me as I fell back onto the dirt, taking him down with me, on top of me.
He was already as excited as I was, I felt him against my hip.
I dipped my tongue into his mouth and maneuvered myself directly under him, so he was pressed right where I wanted him to be. He must have known what I wanted and I whimpered in the back of my throat when he pulled his face away.
“Wait a minute,” he panted. “I want to… “ He place his hand over my breast and squeezed gently.
Oh.
He pulled his hand away and ducked it under my shirt, rubbing his palm over the top of my bra, just over the nipple that was growing rapidly under his hand. Then he pinched it gently and I whimpered again. My hips were moving just slightly against him, just enough to make me hold my breath, but not so distractingly that he couldn’t focus on other things.
He put my nipple between his teeth, still with my shirt acting as an annoying barrier.
“Maybe we should take this inside,” he looked up at me and I opened my eyes. “Aren’t you uncomfortable?”
The ground was a little hard. But I was afraid if we moved he would stop. And I didn’t want him to stop what he was doing. For the first time today, I felt good. And I wanted him to feel good too.
“You won’t stop what you’re doing if we do?” I blinked.
He smiled his Jacob smile and I felt a thrill go through me. It went along with the not so innocent thrill he had been giving me a second ago.
“Oh no,” he shook his head. “Come on.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet.
I held on tight to his hand and half skipped, half ran up to the shack, pulling him along with me as he laughed.
We ran through the door and he kicked it closed behind him, grabbing me fast and hard against him, and his mouth was back on mine before I could blink.
His skin was so smooth and I gripped his strong shoulders, running my fingers down his arm and squeezing his biceps.
His hand slipped down and found its way under my shirt again. I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra and I heard him take a quick intake of breath. He slid the shirt and my bra up over my breasts and squeezed them both with either hand.
I pressed closer, feeling almost desperate, not wanting to lose this feeling.
Jacob pulled on my shirt and I lifted my arms up over my head, so he could pull it off easily. Something snapped in him once my shirt hit the floor. He grabbed me tightly, gripping my ribs and lifted me higher, closer toward his face, at the same time lowering his mouth down and latching onto the nipple of my right breast. My head fell back as he squeezed my breasts together and kissed my whole chest.
I couldn’t stand it. I needed that feeling that we’d given each other last night. I needed it now. I pulled on his arms as I let myself drop onto our little bed on the floor and took him with me.
“Bella.”
I spread my legs and tried to move him into the right spot. “Now, Jake. I need it now.”
“Okay honey, okay,” he said breathlessly. He started to move away and I thrashed, trying to get him back into place. He was kissing my breasts again and now my head was rolling from side to side. “I’ll take you there, Bella, I promise,” he told me as his kisses rained softly over my stomach. “Maybe I can just try a different way?”
“What?” What was he talking about? I wanted to do what we had done last night. But his mouth on the sensitive skin of my stomach, so close to where I wanted him to rub against me felt so good too. I felt him start to unbutton my pants and I froze. He felt the shift in my body, but he just kept kissing all around my belly, distracting me. I felt my zipper glide down.
“Jacob,” I moaned. “I want…”
“I know what you want, honey. Can I just give it to you a new way? This will be even better, I promise. If you don’t like it, I’ll take care of you like we did last night, okay?”
I didn’t even know what he was saying anymore. Once he’d eased my pants down over my legs, I kicked them aside. I just didn’t want this to end. All I wanted was to feel good. I trusted Jacob. If he said he could give me what he did last night, I was sure he could. I had put my life in his hands a million times before and I was still here. I would trust him with this.
His mouth was on my thighs, I felt his tongue making its way closer to my core. My hips kept rising off the floor slightly and I was breathing way too fast. My panties began sliding down to join my pants on the other side of the room. He was kissing the other thigh now, working his way higher. I knew where he was going and when he got there, there were no more barriers to get through. I was scared, but the sensation stopped me from protesting.
Oohhhhhhh.
My eyes rolled back in my head when Jacob’s tongue hit its destination. My knees spread out wider as he licked and teased and oh god, he was right. That was even better. I’d been three-quarters of the way there with excitement when he’d started, so when his tongue rolled around my hard nub a few quick times and I could feel his head moving back and forth and around between my legs, it felt like the whole room tilted and the shack exploded as spasm after spasm rocked through my body. My hands were in Jacob’s hair and I couldn’t even speak as just a long, low moan came from me.
I was a shivering mess when Jacob moved back up and kissed me. I could smell me and I could taste me on his lips. “Where did you learn… ?” I left the question unfinished.
He pulled me into his side. “Jared and Sam and Paul think about doing that all the time.”
“Really? Even Sam?”
“Especially Sam. He seems to be the best at it, too.” Jacob shrugged. “I pay attention.”
“How do you focus when they’re thinking thoughts like that and you can’t get away from them?”
He looked me in the eye seriously. “It’s not easy.”
I moved closer against him and felt his need still urgently untaken care of. That wasn’t fair, was it? This had all started because I wanted to make Jacob feel better.
I glided my hand down over his stomach and worked the button on his shorts undone. His head shot to the side and he studied my face, but he didn’t say a word. I pulled his zipper down slowly and tugged at the leg of his shorts. Jacob helped me remove them and kicked them aside. I took a deep breath and gripped him through his underwear.
Oh god.
He felt absolutely huge in my hand. I stroked him a few times that way, before I pulled the elastic of his underwear back and over his length. He sprung free and I helped him tug those off to join his shorts on the floor.
I’d liked it when he kissed my stomach, so I tried to copy what I had done to him the other day; kissing and licking my way back and forth, moving my face lower as I went along. My hand stroked him while I continued to kiss along his belly till my mouth was just above my hand. I moved my fingers down to the base of his shaft and licked the head, swirling my tongue around the tip.
He finally let lose with a moan as I worked my tongue around the ridge and gently sucked the top. Slowly I took as much as I could into my mouth, moving my head and up and down. I’d hardly gotten started before I heard him say my name.
“Bella.”
I was prepared for what came next. My mouth filled with a warm, thick fluid that I swallowed quickly and before I knew it he was pulling me back up the length of his body and settling me along his side.
“Whose thoughts have you been reading? I mean, where did you learn how to do that?”
I guessed he liked it.
“Lavinia’s,” I giggled.
Now I felt good. I tried to hold onto this feeling as I drifted off, snuggled into Jacob’s side.
The last thought that went through my mind before sleep came?
Take THAT, Selena!
~~``intoxicating``~~