Title: Claiming the Wolf
Warning: SLASH! M/M, AU, SMUT
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight
Summary:Jacob would never understand leeches, especially if they were Edward Cullen. One minute Edward's glaring at him with hatred, the next---the next he's doing things to Jacob that the young wolf wants to hate. He really does. But Edward won't let him hate it---not when the vampire is determined to claim him as his own.
Charlie looked up and smiled as he saw the two teenagers descending the stairs that evening. Bella was gorgeous, wearing some skinny jeans, a halter-top and a jeans jacket with a glittery B over the right breast. Jacob looked nice with his hair loose, flowing over his shoulders, wearing dark jeans pants and a fitted black, long-sleeved shirt, a jacket slung over his shoulder.
They made such a pretty couple.
“You two have fun, okay?” He asked, walking them to the door. They were going to take Bella’s truck to the party, so his daughter was swinging the keys around her finger and laughing at something Charlie hadn’t been able to hear properly.
“Bye Charlie!” Jacob smiled at him before they left the house.
The sheriff smiled and watched them through the window as Jacob (oh-so gentlemanly) helped Bella into the driver’s side of the truck before jogging towards the passenger’s side and getting in. Both were laughing as they drove away, ad Charlie smiled.
This was going to be a piece of cake. Those two were so attracted their chemistry would do all the work for him.
If Bella ended up with Jacob, maybe she wouldn’t be so adverse to the thought of staying in Forks permanently. He’d lost so much time with his daughter---and having her here again with him made him so happy.
So lost in his thoughts, daydreaming of little Bellas and Jacobs riding in the back of his cruiser, and his daughter living just down the block from him, Charlie didn’t notice the time pass until there was a knock on the door.
Shaking his head, Charlie went to the door, looked out the peephole, and blinked when he saw who was on the other side. Now that he knew that Edward wasn’t vying for his daughter’s attention he had nothing against the boy, but still, he felt a little uncomfortable around him for Jacob’s sake.
Taking in a deep breath, he opened the door. “Hello.”
Edward Cullen stood on his porch. “Goodnight Mr. Swan, I came to see Jacob.”
Charlie shuffled on his feet. “Uhm, sorry Edward, but Jacob and Bella are both out. They went to some party at a friend’s house.”
The surprise was evident on the younger man’s face. “He—went—out?”
Charlie nodded, growing more and more uncomfortable by the second. “Their friends invited them to some party, and they got dressed and left around twenty minutes ago. Sorry you had to drive out here for nothing.”
Edward nodded half-mindedly at him, lost in his thoughts as he turned around and began walking to his Volvo.
Poor boy, unrequited love’s a bitch.
Shaking his head, Charlie closed the door and went back to his Lazyboy.
Alice Cullen grinned, glad that Edward couldn’t see her as she talked to him through her cellular. “Don’t be so dramatic. You’ve never been stood up before and this isn’t the first time either. Jacob wouldn’t do that to you.”
“I told him I was going to come tonight and he went out with that human girl to a party instead of waiting for me!”
Alice and Jasper shared amused glances, both listening to the conversation since Alice had the phone on speaker. “Well, he did tell you that he was going to go out.”
“I told him---.”
“You know, I doubt that this is endearing you to him.” Jasper interrupted. “Jacob’s not some girl, he’s not some boy either. He’s a wolf, and he’s an alpha at that. He should have been the alpha of his pack, so I doubt that you telling him anything is going to get you anywhere.”
There was silence.
Alice grinned at Jasper. He was so intelligent in that silent, deep way.
“You think?” Edward asked, seeming surprised but considering it.
“Yes, I do. He was so annoyed with you when you were telling him in the cafeteria, I could feel it as strongly as if I were annoyed with you.” Jasper admitted. “Just, stop with the need to control everything. Jacob won’t appreciate it, as I said, he’s an Alpha, and he’s gonna look for a Beta.”
“I am NOT a Beta!”
Alice and Jasper nearly laughed at the horror in that voice.
“Which is probably why he’s so attracted to that human pile of giggles.” Rosalie didn’t even look up from the magazine she was reading as she leaned against Emmet on the sofa. “I’m sure she wouldn’t mind being his Beta. They’re probably already grinding up together on the dance floor as we speak, getting hot and sweaty and horny and---.”
The phone cut off viciously.
“Rose, you’re evil.” Emmet chuckled.
Rosalie finally looked up at everyone over the magazine. “Oh come on! He is so gullible! It’s a crime not to play with him!”
Jasper sighed, getting up. “Come on, Alice.”
Alice blinked, reaching for his hand and letting him help her to her feet. “What is it, Jazz?”
“That surge of emotion I felt before he cut off? We should go to that party just to make sure that he doesn’t kill someone.”
Alice’s eyes widened. “You think he would---?” She paused, rethinking. “Lemme get my jacket.”
Somehow, true to his word, Tyler had gotten booze in the party, which was filled with Forks students, all bumping and grinding or drinking and laughing, talking and enjoying the party. Tyler’s parents were out of town for the weekend, so no one had to worry about them returning and ruining the party.
Bella had been dancing with Jacob since the moment they’d arrived and said hi to their friends. She’d enjoyed spending the time with her best friend, and knew that while she was a little disappointed that Edward would never be hers, she admitted that mostly what she’d felt was an attraction and not real feelings.
And anyway, the thought of Edward and Jacob---she looked down, blushing, hoping people would think it was the alcohol and not her suddenly adultishthoughts.
God, I really have to remember how to think unsexy thoughts!
The brunette waved off Mike’s fifteenth attempt to get her to dance with him and instead focused her attention on Jacob, who was still on the dance floor, dancing with Jessica. It hadn’t started out that way. When Bella had left, out of breath, he’d remained on the dance floor dancing by himself, and then suddenly Jessica had been there and all over him.
Give It To You, the Dirty Mastered version, played loudly in the large, mansion-like home. The amount of students dancing pushed Jacob and Jessica closer, and while the young wolf looked like he was enjoying himself dancing with a friend, the girl was coming closer and closer, movements growing more flirtatious, obviously trying to seduce him on the dance floor with each shake of her hips.
Jessica said something that had Jacob laughing as he grabbed her hand and twirled her slightly before bringing her back closer to him, laughing once again at the dizziness obvious on her face. He held her close as she closed her eyes, trying to keep from stumbling.
Bella sighed, downing her drink and throwing the plastic cup in the garbage. Folding her arms over her chest.
Thank god Edward wasn’t there, that he and the Cullens didn’t go to parties, otherwise he would have killed Jessica right there.
Honestly, didn’t Jacob realize that Jessica was working him?
The brunette shook her head as Jessica finally opened her eyes and whispered something to Jacob, smile seductive, as she began to move against him to the beat of the song, their bodies touching in, uh, intimate places.
Jacob’s eyes widened and he looked completely shocked, asking Jessica something that the girl shook off, her smile getting a little less seductive and more friendly, and only when he calmed down did she continue doing it again, smiling up at his wary gaze.
“We’re just dancing.” Jessica’s lips mouthed to him.
Jacob finally relaxed and shook his head as if trying to get rid of the doubts, and then began to dance with her again, all the girls in the room shooting Jessica jealous glares.
The door opened and closed, and usually Bella wouldn’t notice it, but there was a zing that raced through her body and she turned towards the door, eyes widening in horror as she saw Edward Cullen, backed by Alice Cullen and Jasper Hale.
Oh, my, god. Her heart nearly stopped. Jessica’s dead.
As the music switched to Drew Seeley’s Just That Girl, Edward’s gaze finally landed on Jacob and Jessica. Bella knew this because all of a sudden his scowl turned murderous and he took a step towards them when Jasper brought his hand down on Edward’s shoulder, keeping him rooted in place, snarling something in his ear.
Emotions warred on Edward’s face before he finally nodded and began making his way slowly towards the dancing, oblivious couple, still looking murderous but at least in complete control of himself.
Bella watched him go and wondered for a moment what kind of flowers she should take to Jessica’s funeral.
“He’s not going to hurt your friend.” A voice whispered in her ear, causing Bella to jump at the tingle.
“Alice!” Eyes wide, Bella wondered when the vampiress had arrived by her side. She vaguely, for a moment, looked the short, extremely petite female over and thought she looked pretty, and wondered why she was blushing at this thought. “Uhm, hi!” Noticing Jasper coming up behind Alice, she managed a smile. “Hey Jasper.”
“Edward says you know.” Alice interrupted, going straight to business.
Bella blinked, blushing deeper. “Uh, yeah. I know. And I want to thank you because you two saved my life.” Why was she so nervous? “I don’t—I don’tmind, you know? It’s okay that you’re—you know—uh—different.” She pointed to the dance floor, at Jacob, who had now noticed Edward and stopped dancing, waiting for the vampire to reach him. “Jake’s different and he’s my best friend.”
Alice smiled and the three turned their attention to the dance floor, none able to hear what was being said because of the loud music, but not needing to hear the words to know that this was a tense meeting.
Edward was growling and glaring and throwing his hand up to silence Jessica when the mortal girl tried to get a word in edgewise.
Jacob glared at whatever it was that Edward said and snapped something right back at him, looking annoyed as hell at the vampire.
Edward snarled something at Jessica (who just didn’t know when to shut up), and grabbed Jacob’s arm, dragging him away from the short, curly-haired girl, who seemed rooted in the dance floor.
Jacob looked about to explode, but was forcing himself to be calm while around the others. He jerked his arm out of Edward’s hold and stalked to the refreshment table, grabbing a can of chilled beer and opened it, taking a long gulp.
Looking the picture of a furious, nagging girlfriend, Edward reached the wolf and grabbed the can, jerking it from his hand, causing some of the liquid to spill on the ground as he snapped something.
Jacob closed his eyes in an obvious attempt to keep his patience.
Edward ruined it by snarling something.
Jacob’s eyes flew open, and they were dark and murderous and dangerous. His hand shot out and grabbed Edward by his upper arm before surging into the crowd once more. Dragging the vampire through the throng of dancers until they’d reached the other side of the room, he looked around before marching up the stairs, no doubt looking for somewhere where he could kill the bloodsucker in privacy.
Bella shifted on her feet nervously as she watched them go. “Should we…?”
Jasper watched the two with a smirk. “Nah, with what I’m getting off of the two of them, it’d be better if they had some time alone.”
Alice grinned. “Now that’s more like it.”
Bella was confused for a moment before she suddenly went red, understanding what was being said. “Oh.”
“Dance with Jasper and me.” Alice surprised the human by announcing out of the blue, reaching out with her cold hand for Bella’s warm one.
“Huh?” Bella squeaked, looking quickly at Jasper and noticing that he looked both surprised and intrigued.
“Dance, with us.” Alice giggled, tightening her hold on Bella’s hand and dragging her out to the dance floor. “Please?” She added, although they were already in the middle of the throng of dancers as Bounce by Timbaland began.
Bella was a little awkward, not knowing exactly how to dance with two other people, worried that Alice would think she was completely stupid. But the vampiress just smiled at her and tightened her grip on her hand, surprising Bella once more by pulling her rapidly against her.
The breath escaped Bella’s lips in a gasp as Alice threaded her fingers through hers in a way that could have been friendly but caused the human’s stomach to clench in a way it’d never done with anyone else. Alice smiled as she began to sway to the music, and then there were cold hands on Bella’s hips and coldness behind her as Jasper joined them.
Closing her eyes for a second and swallowing the whimper that wanted to escape, Bella felt trapped within a castle of ice, and yet she didn’t even think of escaping as the bodies pressed in against her, Jasper’s hands guiding her hips as they swayed together in a very inappropriate way back against him---especially considering that his girlfriend was dancing with them.
Then again, Alice didn’t seem to mind much. She raised their joined hands above them, somehow moving in closer until her breath was on Bella’s face, her nose trailing up the teen’s cheek.
Bella groaned, eyes opening slightly, wondering why her eyelids felt so heavy as she felt Alice’s body closer and closer, and she wanted more.
The heavy breathing in the song only seemed to accentuate the mood as Bella felt herself crave the cold of their bodies as she began to overheat with their attention.
God. She’d forgotten that only days ago she’d had a crush on Edward, she forgot that Alice and Jasper were vampires, that they were together, and that she didn’t particularly think herself a kinky person. Bella forgot everything but the ability to feel as Alice’s lips pressed against hers, cold, and soft, andentrancing.
Their grip on each other’s hands tightened as Bella opened her mouth to the kiss when Alice ran her tongue over her bottom lip, moaning into the kiss when Jasper’s hands ran down her thighs and back up her hips in a way that only added to the stimulation her body was dying from, something hard pressing against her ass.
Normally Bella would be horrified to be in a situation like this, and if she’d been in her right mind she’d probably have fallen into a catatonic state from the mere shock of what she was doing, but Bella wasn’t thinking, she was feeling, and she liked what she felt.
Jacob didn’t exactly knew where he was dragging the utterly INFURIATING vampire, but he needed to get away from the humans before he did something in front of them that he’d regret, or that could put both his and Edward’s true selves in danger.
Stalking down the hall, fingers digging deep into the skin of Edward’s freezing upper arm, Jacob opened the first room he came to and entered, pulling the vampire in with him before closing the door and locking it behind him.
In seconds he’d thrown the shocked vampire against the wall of the bedroom, pinning him to the wall, snarling in his face, eyes dark and murderous, feeling his wolf dangerously close to the surface.
“What the hell is your problem?” He snarled, barely realizing that Edward was glaring right back at him—trying to push him off—and that those vampiric eyes widened when he realized that he couldn’t push Jacob off. The wolf ignored all of this, it didn’t even register, as he pulled Edward towards him a little and slammed him back against the wall once more, indenting it slightly from the force of the blow.
“Let me go.” Edward hissed, eyes narrowing.
“No.” Jacob growled right back, feeling so much like the wolf that he was surprised that he was still in his human form. “You’re gonna tell me what the fuck you thought you were doing down there!”
“What the fuck I was doing?” Edward exclaimed, anger coating his voice. “You were the one mating on the dance floor!”
“I was dancing! With a friend!” Jacob threw back, annoyed, aggravated, and about to seriously lose it. “I was trying to get rid of some stress and have some fun and you had to come and make a friggin scene!”
“What the hell are you doing here anyway?” Edward snapped, struggling again against the wolf’s hold in vain. “We were supposed to go out! I told you I was coming to pick you up!”
“And I told you that I was coming to the party!” He was so exasperated. He’d just wanted to enjoy himself, to forget for one second the fact that his family and pack no longer wanted to see him, that he was banished, and had imprinted on the most annoying leech in history! “Is this why you’re acting like such a bitch?”
At that word Edward stilled, but a darker anger shimmered in his eyes as he glared daggers at the wolf. “Why the fuck do you let her hang off of you? She’s been sniffing you all day and you encourage it!”
And that was when it finally dawned on the tired native what exactly was happening right now. “Aw, fuck.” It was the imprinting. They’d not bonded as yet, and the imprintee was acting out at the sign of a threat to the imprint.
Jacob had always thought that only the imprinter was subjected to these sorts of mood swings and jealousy and necessity, but apparently the imprintee was as well—or maybe Edward was just the exception to the rule.
Wolf and leech looked each other in the eye, chests rising and falling from anger, frustration and annoyance marring their features, each looking like they’d like nothing better than to beat the other to a bloody, broken pulp. And then in seconds they’d surged forwards, lips clashing, eyes closing, hands griping, as Edward was once more pinned against the wall, and yet this time he didn’t complain or try to free himself.
Edward’s hands buried themselves in Jacob’s long, loose, silky locks, and Jacob’s hands went to Edward’s hips, grabbing hold of his pants by the buckle and holding him still, their rapidly hardening members pressed teasingly together. He bucked against Edward, their hardness rubbing against the other’s, forcing twin moans of pleasure from their lips as their kiss grew more desperate.
“Jacob…” Edward whimpered into his mouth, his voice breathy and shaky as the wolf pressed harder into him, tearing his lips from the vampire’s and trailing his mouth down Edward’s face, down his neck, nibbling hard on that marble, diamond-like skin just the way that drove the leech mad.
The lips against cold skin curled in a smirk before be bit down harder, eyes rolling in the back of his head as Edward cried out and bucked at the slight pain, tightening his hold on Jacob’s hair, whispering ‘Please, please, please!’ over and over again.
Jacob trailed one of his hands up Edward’s chest, running two fingers teasingly against the vampire’s bottom lip, feeling his pants of desperation. “Suck.”
Without even thought of protest Edward drew those long, lean fingers into his mouth, sucking on them, wetting them, nipping them, running his tongue hungrily over the salty skin, drowning in the taste that was purely animalistic.
Jacob wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing, it wasn’t as if he had experience in this department, so he gave into instinct and didn’t stop to think, to analyze. He wanted to taste, to hear, to feel. The wolf didn’t even notice that he was working the buttons to Edward’s khaki pants with his one free hand until they fell loose to the ground, and in a second his boxer-shorts followed suite.
The wolf wrapped his fingers around that thick, throbbing cock, giving it an experimental tug, grin completely evil when Edward cried out against his fingers, back arching, grip on his hair nearly painful.
Edward whimpered desperately, the vibrations hitting his fingers, and Jacob growled playfully at the thought of feeling that with Edward on his knees, his mouth around his cock like in the bathroom.
“Please!” The plea was muffled by the fingers, but understandable nonetheless. “Please!”
Jacob chuckled against the skin of the vampire’s neck as Edward’s hands quickly detangled from his hair and went to his pants, working the wolf’s jeans’ button and zipper nearly desperately, whimpering around those fingers, sucking on them urgently.
The cold air hit him as his pants and underwear slid down his legs and pooled around his feet.
In a swift movement Jacob let go of Edward’s throbbing cock and trailed down his thigh before raising it slowly, growling deep in his throat in approval when the vampire only hesitated a moment before curling it around his waist, bringing them in even closer.
Slowly slipping his fingers from Edward’s mouth, dark brown eyes met nearly glazed, black eyes as he reached down and Edward’s body jerked as those coated fingers glided over his bud, eliciting a yelp from the vampire.
“That’s the idea.” Jacob chuckled as his finger trailed a slow circle around the puckered hole, feeling Edward’s body tensing, tightening. The vampire breathed heavily, eyes never leaving Jacob’s, his cock jumping every time Jacob teased the hole with his digit only to pull away.
“God…” Edward whimpered, eyes falling shut as the digit slowly pushed inside up to the first knuckle, wiggling experimentally. “Fuck!”
“Such an eager little bitch.” Jacob couldn’t help but say.
Edward didn’t disappoint, eyes opening as he snarled at him---the desired effect. “I am NOT a bit--!” The vampire’s sentence died in his mouth as he whimpered when Jacob pushed the finger in all the way, moving it around in a way that had him whimpering and leaning forwards to hide his face in the curve of Jacob’s neck.
A part of Jacob was a nervous, another felt like having a meltdown, but the dominant side of him rejoiced in the sensation as he slowly moved his finger in and out of Edward, feeling how tightly those muscles ate him, groaning at the thought of something else of his doing this to the vampire.
“Jacob…” Edward whimpered against Jacob’s neck as the wolf ease the second finger inside, waiting for his partner to relax enough before slowly opening his fingers in a scissor-like fashion. “Please.”
He ignored the plea, continuing to prepare the vampire with only his fingers, teasing him with what was to happen next.
“Jacob!” Edward finally seemed to snap as he growled against Jacob’s skin. “Do it already!”
“And he swears he’s not eager.” Jacob teased, and before Edward had chance to reply to that the wolf slowly pulled his fingers out, earning him a moan of disappointment from Edward despite the fact that the vampire had been snapping at him to do just that seconds ago.
As he aligned himself with Edward’s entrance, nervousness began to set in once more. This was---this was it. What if—what if he did something wrong? What if he hurt him? Disappointed?
“If you don’t stop with the fuckin’ teasing--!”
A slight smile curled Jacob’s lips. Even while doing this they were fighting and cursing each other. “I don’t feel anything with anyone but you.”
Edward froze, body tense, before he pulled away slightly so he was looking in Jacob’s suddenly blushing face. “What did you say?”
Completely embarrassed about what he’d just blurted out, Jacob tried to look away, but then Edward was cupping his face tenderly, and his lips softly touched his in a kiss unlike any they’d shared. It was soft, and sensual, and a moan escaped their lips as they pulled closer when Jacob began to slowly enter him.
Curling his arms around Jacob’s neck, Edward slanted his head slightly and took the kiss deeper, his back arching, his eyes closed, trying to concentrate on Jacob’s taste on his tongue and not on the slight burn as the wolf slowly filled him.
A slight hiss escaped the vampire’s lips as Jacob filled him to the hilt, and he tightened his grip on the wolf, trying to relax. A whimper sounded from Jacob as he kissed Edward hungrily, his hands trailing possessive under the vampire’s polo shirt, those warm hands setting him on fire as they trailed up and down the expanse of his back.
And he was moving, slowly, carefully, groaning how impossible cold and tight and wonderful his mate felt. Jacob wanted to let loose, to plunder and go as hard as the wolf inside wanted, but he forced himself to go slow, forced himself so hard that his body was shaking, but he kept the rhythm careful as Edward hissed softly above him.
Edward suddenly gasped, arching his back, tearing his lips from Jacob’s lips with a cry of pleasure. “Do that—again.”
Jacob did as told, and watched in amusement, smirk appearing as Edward cried out again, mouth open and panting. The wolf reached for Edward’s face and brought him back into a consuming kiss, keeping him trapped in the kiss as he continued to hit that spot, relishing the way Edward clung to him, jerking, crying out into his mouth, Jacob swallowing each of the whimpers hungrily.
Edward’s fingers clung to Jacob’s shoulders as he kissed the wolf back, crying out in bliss so strong it was almost agony when Jacob’s hand snaked between their bodies and curled around his straining erection, which was already coated in precum.
“Cum for me…” Jacob whispered against those lips as he began to move his fist, jerking Edward off as he began to slowly pick up his pace, pumping up into him.
“Jacob…” Edward whispered, eyes open, pulling away from the kiss to be able to watch his lover through half-laden eyes as Jacob’s thumb grazed the head of his cock. “Jacob…”
Jacob watched him, expression intense, when suddenly Edward cried out, body jerking as semen shot out, staining their shirts, but neither complained---neither took their gaze from the other’s face.
Edward’s legs nearly gave out on him, but even with his climax still ripping through him he reached forwards, once more capturing Jacob’s lips as he cried out his name.
“Fuck.” Jacob whimpered, sounding so young, and then he was all man once more, slamming Edward against the wall again as his thrusts grew faster and harder. “Sorry…can’t…go…slow…”
“Don’t.” Edward breathed against his lips.
And something inside Jake snapped as he let go of his inhibitions and pounded Edward roughly, violently, and for the first time since his death Edward felt heat, felt himself warming up, felt pleasure as the wolf thrust deep inside of him before finally spilling inside.
The kiss was violent, and Edward knew his lips would be bruised, but he didn’t care, feeling himself climaxing again from the sheer pleasure of this experience.
When it was over they didn’t move, chests moving rapidly in desperate breaths even though Edward technically didn’t need to breathe—foreheads pressing against each other, still joined.
Jacob closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath, not yet registering the fact that Edward’s scent had changed completely, and now seemed a mixture of earth, of the night breeze, and of him.
“We should probably get cleaned up.” Edward whispered, voice breathless.
“Yeah, we probably should.” Jacob agreed.
“Anyone could walk in on us.”
“Yeah, they could.”
Edward moaned as he felt Jacob hardening slowly within him again. “We—should—we-----should---.” He pushed down slightly, eliciting a groan from Jacob.
“Yeah,” the wolf’s voice was deep and husky. “We should.”
They looked at each other.
And then lips were clashing and Edward’s arms around Jacob’s neck tightened as it began all over again.