Howling Moon

Author's Notes: Wow! I'm so happy with how this is all turning out! Unfortunately, I have a feeling that the story is going to come to an end very soon, but I have plans for more than just this, so no worries, my beautiful readers; just because the story is done, here, doesn't mean there won't be more down the road!

AUTHOR'S NOTES AS OF 4/30/09: I was totally going to end this story and complete it, but after taking another look at the epilogue, I was not happy with the results. I will continue to work hard to bring an acceptable conclusion to Jake and Amelia's story, so stay tuned!

RESPONSE TO REVIEWS

Reaper07: Thanks for the new review! I'm glad you're happy about the new chapters! And to answer your question: Yes, Amelia's a werewolf, but not like Jacob. Jacob isn't really considered a 'werewolf', anyway, and it's stated in the books that it's something completely different. Amelia, is an -actual- werewolf, hence why she only changes during the full moon after she was scratched by the wolf when she was a little girl. I would have liked to go into more detail about it, honestly, but I was trying very hard to make it a little shocking. Maybe, once this story is done (which it almost is, sadly), I'll go into a little more detail with a revision, later. And... Yes... This chapter will be interesting. I hope, at least, that this is what everyone's been waiting for. Thanks so much for reading!

Bee: Thank you so much! I'm very glad that you like my story and my new character, Amelia. I'm also ecstatic that you don't think Amelia is "Mary-Sue"... That's my biggest worry! As far as this being Amelia's only secret...? Well, I can't really say, as not only would it ruin the rest of the story for you, but even I don't know the answer to that. I barely know what the next chapter will hold, I'm just letting the story take me where it will. Thanks so much for the review, and I hope that you enjoy the rest of the story and this new chapter!

FallenAngel2010: Thanks so much! I'm so glad you're enjoying it! I'm hoping that this newest update will keep you satisfied! Thank you so much for the new review! I'll update again as soon as I can!

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"... Are you sure..?"

"I'm sure..."

I reached up, capturing Amelia's face in both of my hands, cradling her cheeks as I stared hard down at her. She looked back up at me, her onyx eyes large and glimmering, though I wasn't sure if it was because of the rain or because of the tears.

"... I want you to tell me, Amelia... Say it. Ask me, and I will give you everything you've ever wanted. Just say it."

I had to hear it come from her lips; I couldn't go with my assumptions of what she might have been talking about. Assumptions had never gotten me anywhere in life, and I had to know. I had to hear her say it before I could do anything else.

"... Make love to me, Jacob. I can't deny what I feel, anymore. I want to give you everything you've ever wanted, too... And I know you want this just as much as I do. I've always known..."

My only response to Amelia's heartfelt request was to lean down, molding my lips over her own. I wrapped my arms around her, pressing her body close to mine. It was the most exhilarating sensation to feel our blood beginning to sing... To howl for each other. My body ached to know her touch, and every nerve in my body was beginning to vibrate with need, my soul baying to know hers.

The rain continued to pour, soaking our clothes through. My jeans were wet and tight, and the flimsy white dress she wore left little to my imagination; I could feel her nipples hardening against my bare chest, especially when she wrapped her arms around my shoulders. I kissed her hungrily, desperately, and I could hear our breath mingling as we parted lips only to keep from suffocating each other. I let out a low growl, feeling every muscle in my body tighten when Amelia buried her fingers into my hair in a desperate attempt to keep me from pulling away.

"Tell me.. Tell me to stop, if you want me to. But don't wait too long... I don't think I'll be able to, if--"

I had paused our kisses to breathe my words huskily against her mouth, but Amelia's response had my heart racing.

"Don't... Never. I will never stop you. I'm yours... I always will be."

With those words, any willpower I had to keep myself in check flew out of the window. I let out another territorial growl and reeled forward, taking Amelia's mouth for my own again. We tumbled forward onto the soaked grass beneath us, and I had to support my weight on my elbows to keep from crushing Amelia's tiny frame beneath my own. My mouth was hungry, lips unable to be sated by her own for too long, and I trailed them down the side of her jaw and to her neck.

I reached down, my hand pawing at a soft, milky thigh and coaxing it upward, pressing my pelvis down into her own. I pushed the hem of her soaked, white dress up, palms drinking in the feeling of the flesh I explored. I could hear her mewling beneath me, and my manhood jerked in response. My breathing was labored as I all but devoured the flesh between her neck and shoulder, laving my tongue across her wet, translucent skin, and relishing the taste.

Amelia bucked her hips toward mine, raising her other leg to press insistently against my hip. I reached down with my other hand, grasping the defined dip at her waist and using it for leverage as I supported my weight on my knees. We said nothing to each other, making only noises of sheer bliss as our mouths explored, tongues tasted, and clothed bodies clashed.

Eventually, I began to grow quite irritated at the confining leather jacket that was my only protection against the rain. I pulled my mouth away from Amelia's neck and sat up, jerking the offending leather off of my body and discarding it somewhere in the grass; now, I could feel her body closer to mine, feel the heat radiating off her. I relished the knowledge that I was the cause of it, and leaned back down to continue my work, listening to the soft cries she let loose at my touch.

I worked my hand up one thigh, still ravaging her throat and neck with my mouth, and firmly cupped a soft, round buttock in my palm. I pulled her hips toward my own, rocking the bulge in my jeans against her and offering a grind along with it. Amelia cried out again, throwing her body forward and into mind in response. I wasn't sure how much longer I could last without ripping her flimsy dress to shreds, but staved off the urge in lieu of pulling her toward myself as I sat up once again.

I reached down, grabbing the hem of her dress and pulling upward. The material stuck to her skin like a membrane, but as soon as I peeled it away, I threw it to the side. I had to stop, as I suddenly forgot how the breathe. Amelia said nothing as she sat in front of me, watching me with wide, questioning eyes as I drank in the sight of her naked body.

It occurred to me that this was turning out to be much like the first fantasy I had conjured up about her. My body trembled as I watched her with predatory eyes; her breasts, round and full, heaved up and down with her own labored breaths. Her arms, so small and fragile, rose to hide herself as though she feared my opinion of her. I reached over, finally able to breathe, and took her wrists. I pulled her arms away, holding them forcefully out to her sides.

"Don't hide from me.." I growled, narrowing my eyes before leaning forward again, pushing her back onto the grass and holding her there, raping her mouth with my tongue as I pressed my naked chest to her own. The feeling of her breasts against my burning skin made me tremble, a shudder rolling through my entire body like a wave rolling up onto the shore. I released Amelia's wrists and brought my hands up to cup her face once again. Amelia took that chance to wedge her own hands between our practically melded bodies and begin to unbutton my jeans. I lifted my body a few inches from her own, to allow her better access to unbutton and unzip the confining denim, but my mouth never left hers. I was still rocked by the fact that she had worn absolutely nothing underneath that flimsy little dress, and I was thanking myself for having forgotten to bring her undergarments when I had picked her up from the hospital.

My jeans proved to be a bit of a problem; Amelia's strength, while surprising for her size, was not enough to remove the soaked material when she had no leverage. I reached down, removing both hands from her face, and frantically pulled my jeans down to my knees. I raised my hands back up to her face, ravaging her mouth, still, as I kicked my jeans the rest of the way off.

By this time, every scrap of clothing we had been wearing was scattered in the wet grass nearby, we were soaked by the rain that didn't seem as though it would ever let up, and we were pressed together on the ground. Our ardor had not cooled in the slightest, but our frantic need to be exposed to each other, physically, had eased up. We lay completely still, my body on top of Amelia's as we gazed into each others' eyes. The physical desire to take her body for my own still burned in my body, but I was taking a reflective moment to partake in the beauty that was our first true moment together.

It felt, to me, like the moment I had first gazed into her eyes; it felt as though every secret I had ever had was being poured into her mind, as though my body and soul were not my own, anymore, but shared with her in this monumental moment. Up until that point, I had never seen a woman naked, much less had sex with one, and I wasn't about to ruin it with wild, frantic bucking only to be spent two minutes later-- I wanted to savor this moment, give Amelia as much pleasure as her body could handle before I took it for myself.

I said nothing as I kissed her mouth, tenderly touching my lips to her own before trailing down to her neck once again. Amelia's fingers were buried in my hair, clutching softly when my nose nuzzled the side of a perfectly round breast. I breathed in her scent, taking as much of it into my nose as I could before letting my breath shudder out against her. I leaned closer, closing my lips around a pert, rosy nipple and began to suckle. I teased the hardened nub with the tip of my tongue, flicking ever so subtly as I lifted a hand to cup around it. Amelia squirmed beneath me, her grip tightening in my hair. I continued my teasing for a few moments before turning my attentions to the other, neglected breast. I followed this pattern until Amelia's breathing began to grow ragged, and I could tell by her scent that she was more than ready to receive me.

"... Please... Jacob..."

Amelia mewled her desperate plea, but only lowered myself to kiss along her flat, soft stomach. I breathed my words against her as my hands smoothed down along her thighs, slowly drawing them up and apart.

"Not yet..."

I'm not sure if Amelia knew what I was planning, but I could sense the excitement from the soft 'oh' that she let slip past as my kisses continued down her stomach. When I finally reached her core, the scent was intoxicating and distracting; it took every shred of will within me not to go insane. I breathed heavily and hotly against her weeping lips before leaning in, closing my mouth around her. I laved my tongue across the slick, wet surface, moaning at the taste of her. It was tangy and sharp, though it seemed as though it had no flavor at all, but it was the most pleasing experience to my awaiting tongue. I moved my mouth against her, darting my tongue in and out of her opening as though I were kissing her on the mouth. Amelia squirmed above me, clenching her hands and gripping chunks of my hair as I moaned and licked, drawing her closer to her climax.

Amelia's cries grew louder and more shrill, her body quaking and muscles tightening as she edged toward the precipice of ultimate pleasure. My erection, at this point, was beginning to become painful, but I ignored the ache; I was determined to give Amelia the pleasure she deserved before putting her through the pain I would cause when I took her virginity.

It didn't take very long for Amelia to reach her climax; I sped up the laving of my tongue across her core as her back arched. Her fingers clenched, pulling my head closer to her core as she rode my face into completion. My hands clenched, gripping her thighs as she bucked and writhed against me, my tongue lapping up every last drop of her fluids as though I were a kitten lapping up warm milk. When Amelia finally stilled, her muscles relaxing, I lifted my head.

Amelia lay in the wet grass, her eyes staring blankly up into the trees as the rain drizzled down her body. I could hold it in no longer; she was so beautiful as she lay there in her euphoria, head still buzzing from her release. I instantly found myself face-to-face with her again, and I decided that I should act while she still felt numb from release.

"... Are you ready?"

"... I'm ready..."

Amelia whispered, raising her hands to cup my face as she pulled me in for a kiss. I reached between us, guiding my aching manhood toward her still quivering entrance. When the head of my manhood touched her lips, I feared that I would completely lose myself before even getting the chance to enter her. I tried to think of something else... Anything else. Desperately, I thought of kittens, puppies, Nessie... Anything that would quell my urge to release. I waited a few moments for my desire to ease away before slowly inching my way into Amelia's body.

She was warm... No... She was blazing hot inside, wet and tight. I inched further inside, the head of my shaft fully enclosed in her heat before I paused again. I took a deep breath, pulling my lips from her own as I did my best to allow her to adjust. Amelia said nothing, but held her breath expectantly. I knew that this would not last long, but I still did not want to hurt her. Her pain for my pleasure was not an exchange I was willing to make, but I knew it would have to be now... Or never.

I took another deep breath, opening my eyes to look down into Amelia's; I hoped that my silent apology was enough, and I decided to make it quick-- like ripping off a band-aid. I held my breath and then pushed forward, burying myself to the hilt. In hindsight, it probably wasn't the best idea. Amelia cried out in pain, and I could feel the warmth of the blood I had let in stretching her without better preparation. I did, however, have good mind to keep as still as possible, holding back every urge inside of me that screamed to pound into her flesh with all of my strength.

I lay atop her, embedded to the hilt. I wasn't sure how long I was actually there, but it felt like forever until she stopped trembling and whimpering. My manhood was beginning to grow soft, but when Amelia finally opened her eyes and leaned up to kiss me, my erection came back full force. I kissed her hard, once, before whispering against her lips as sweetly as I could manage.

"I know this will hurt... And I'm sorry for that. Do whatever you feel necessary to make you feel better..."

Amelia did not reply, but merely nodded faintly. I kissed her again, raping her mouth with my tongue so that I wouldn't have to hear her pained whimpers. I pulled almost all the way out of her before sliding back in. I moaned heavily, my elbows shaking as I threatened to completely collapse. I held myself aloft, pulling back out and then pumping back in with greater force, unable to hold back my urges any longer.

I rammed myself into her, moaning each time my hips collided with Amelia's. It was rough, instinctual, and base the way I took the tiny, whimpering girl beneath me. My instincts had completely taken over, but, in my inexperience, I was certain that the rough, vicious session lasted only five minutes or so. I told myself that I had given her pleasure before hurting her to receive my own, and it made me feel a little better when I finally reached my climax.

I could feel the hot ribbons of my release shooting up the shaft of my manhood, and in a split second, the experience was over. I spilled myself inside of her, gripping the grass on either side of her head with such force that my fingers disappeared into the wet, sloppy earth. I held her mouth with mine for a few moments before pulling away, trying to catch my breath. I could not hold myself up any longer and pushed myself to the side, collapsing in the grass next to her. I lay, splayed out and heaving for breath as I stared up at the sky.

"Next time, Amelia... Next time, I promise that it will be better."

I knew that she understood. I was a virgin, just like her, but I was certain that she forgave me for the short, painful experience since I had given her a release before roughly taking her like a dog in heat. Amelia rolled over onto her side, wrapping an arm around my stomach and tucking her head under my arm. I held her close, rubbing her back softly as the rain began to let up. It was only drizzling, now, and the rain fell from the trees in large, cold droplets.

We lay in the clearing for hours. Neither of us said a word until the sun came directly into the middle of the sky; it was mid-day, and I knew that we were going to be missed if we didn't head back home soon. I spoke first.

"Amelia... I'm sorry. I'm sorry that this wasn't like something in a fairy tale. I'll... I'll work on it."

I felt a little disappointed that I hadn't lasted longer, but Amelia only chuckled.

"It's alright, Jake... I understand. We... We have... The rest of our lives to work on it."

At first, I felt terrible that Amelia was laughing, but her response quickly stamped out the feeling and left me with nothing but relief. I laughed, sitting up and looking down at the beautiful, frail girl. I no longer felt as though I were dying inside... We had fulfilled our destinies with heeding the call of imprinting...

... And she wanted to stay with me!

I laughed again, and this time the loud belly-laugh was of absolute joy. I scooped Amelia up in my arms, stood, and whirled around in a circle. I laughed like an idiot... An absolute, love-sick idiot.

All Amelia did was laugh with me.

I was complete.