She Loved them Both

Chapter 11 : The harder he fought the more erect I became…
Edward’s pov
I held Bella’s hand as we waited in the meadow. She was still looking at me like I was insane. They both thought I’d gone over the deep end. I had heard it in Jacob's voice over the phone. In a way they were right. I was over the deep end; I was at the ends of the earth & for one reason and one reason only. Isabella Swan. Well, Isabella Cullen now. I would do anything for her happiness & as crazy as it seemed, this had to work. Something inside me wanted this too. I was terrified though. Not many things scared me but the one thing that did leapt into the meadow right then. I was afraid of a man, a man who could take my whole life away If Bella so chose, a man who held my happiness in his dirty paws. That man was Jacob Black. Bella ran to him & threw her arms around him. My rock of a heart crashed in my chest. I loathed him but I needed him. "Hey bloodsucker I'm here, lay it on me." Jacob kept one arm around Bella’s waist. I felt the muscles in my neck tighten. "Would you mind releasing my wife?" I all but growled the words. Jacob let a huge grin stretch across his face. "Wasn't this the idea leech? Me & Bella, uhh fucking?" He squeezed her tighter. I winced at his expletive and rage began to build inside me. I expected Bella to pull away but she simply said his name in a chastising way & shook her head. "We are going to fuck right? “His eyes burned into mine & I heard his twisted thought. He was practically screaming all the things he wanted to do to my Bella. Before I knew it I had Jacob against a tree by his throat. "No one FUCKS my wife dog" I roared at him with our faces inches apart. He scowled back at
me; deep hatred in his dark eyes. "Well somebody's gotta do it", he said with playful malevolence. I wanted to crush him. I wanted to rip into his flesh and hear his cries of pain. How dare he talk about my wife in such a way? Like she was a common prostitute. Then I saw Bella in his mind, he loved her there was no doubt it was genuine love. I heard Bella begging me to free him. I looked into Jacob’s seething almost black eyes and then I did something that made me question my own sanity. I grabbed Jacob’s face & pulled it into mine. I slammed my cold lips against his fiery lips and kissed him roughly; forcing my tongue into is steaming mouth. I felt him fight with every inch of his body. He wanted to push me off but I refused. I kissed him harder. I pressed my stone chest against his bear chiseled one. I seized hold of his legs so he couldn't escape my embrace. He kept fighting, the harder he fought me the more erect I became. I wrapped myself around Jacob, dominating him; I wanted him to feel my stiff throbbing member. He felt it alright. I gave in and let him free. He glowered at me in disgust. But his expression meant nothing, I could hear his thoughts. He wanted me too. "Jacob", I uttered soothingly & reached out to trace the outline of his arousal. He let out low growl. He meant it as a growl of anger but I knew it was a growl of pleasure. This time; Jacob grabbed me & crushed his lips into mine. His unsavory thoughts filled me & excited me more. "Is that really how you talk Jacob?" I breathed in between kisses. "Oh it gets worse", he smirked. “What Edward? You've never said cock before? I bet that was the first time you said fuck in your life.” he teased. My breath caught in my throat. There was something about hearing him say my name. It thrilled me. Jacob playfully shoved me away. "Say it ...out loud... say it." Jacob was grinning from ear to ear. He was so beautiful, why hadn't I noticed before? I knew what he wanted me to say. It was so dirty. It just wasn't something I would ever say. "I want to suck your huge fucking cock Jacob Black.", I said it with more confidence than I felt. And then there was a soft moan. We both turned and there was Bella staring at us. She looked like she might be drooling. I heard Jacobs’s thoughts before I saw it with my own eyes. Bella had her hand up her skirt; her fingers moving rapidly. It was too much. Her eager eyes watched us. The desperate motion of her fingers made me want to be inside her so much.