`` Jacob, my Francois Jacob. '' I said his name over and over in my psyche. I missed him so much. He was gone, on a hunting trip with leah and Set. He would be back tomorrow but i still didnt know how i would make it through tonight. I lay in my bed, going over memories, the get-go prison term he 'd concord me and the look in his centre as if he was staring at the sun, the moon, the star and the earth all in one. Yeah, he loved me, very much so, but sometimes, alone like this where my father couldnt hear my thoughts, i liked to suppose that he didnt just love me because of the imprint. He had grown get laid me in his own choosing, andwould have anyways. But i knew i was completely and utterly damage. If it wasnt for the imprint, he would still hate me right now, he mot likely would'dve killed me ! What a terribke thing to suppose of the man you would one day marry. That he could 've been your manslayer ! Because before i was born, he 'd been in love with my mother, bella swan, and he 'd made his play for her. Of course, she 'd take my father, they 'd gotten hook up with, and a short metre later produced me. You see, my father, edward, was a vampire, and my female parent had been a human. So i was a one-half vampire, potent than my mother, and i had almost killed her during her pregnancy a.d birth. The solely thing that saved her was lamia malice. She was now a lamia, as she had been simce the day i was born. Jacob had hated me, because he was a loup-garou, and she was a homo, but when i came along, i nearly killed her, so the simply option was a vamjpire translation. lamia 's ( my kinfolk ) and Werewolves ( Jacob 's folk ) Were enemies, so he was extremely pissed that the young lady he loved was now a vampire. He was mostly pissed at me, because it had been my demerit. Yes, physically, it had, but mentally, it hadnt been anyone 's fault. I had chosen to be a sperm in my dad 's peter, i hadnt chosen to be the one spermatozoon to knock up my mother. I hadnt chosen to almost kill her. But he had hated me anyway. Until he imprinted. And thats when he began to get it on me. I often questioned if he really did love me. Because how do you get from hatred, twist of few occult strings, and then, bada bing, Love. It just wasnt true love. I must have fallen asleep at some stop because when i awoke it was morning, and jacob was beside me. He felt me stir, and turned around. `` Baby, your awake. '' He kissed me wide-cut on the rima oris. I felt a Dame Muriel Spark at that moment. I loved him. I wanted him. He was mine. I had been wanting to give birth sex with jacob since i was twelve. I was 17, andi was finally going to get my wish well. I crawled on top of him and passionately moved my helping hand up his shirt and rubbed his pectus with one, paw, then tangled both fingerbreadth in whisker as i ground my genitalia against his. He had a major boo-boo. `` Nessie, are you sure you wan na do this ? '' He asked me. I nodded. `` Do you hold a condom ? He shook his fountainhead no. Then we would have to do without one i unbuttoned his blue jean and pulled off his bloomers, throwing them over the side of the bed. I ripped down his uderwear and gasped. His putz was at least 2 inch thick and 14 inch marvelous. `` Jacob, what the pit ? '' I whispered. `` Its a wolf thing ''. He murmured. I smirked at him. And this is a vampire thing, i said, pulling off my shirt and bra to break my c cup Tits though i was penny-pinching. I did a spin and unbutton my pants. He watched me with center astray. I dropped my jeans, and crawled onto the bed with just my underwear, i hitched his shirt up over him and tossed it behind me, we kissed for a patch and then he pushed me over, ripped my underwear off, and tossed the shreds where his shirt lay. We were both completely naked. `` Geez, Jake, those were dependable underwear. '' He chuckled and said `` You ready cape ? '' I nodded. He pushed open air my legs and put his mouth to my pussycat. His wet tongue in my pussy felt so near i moaned and jerked under his time lag. He finally stopped and came back up to kiss me. `` You tasted amazing. `` He whispered in my ear. A shrivel of warmth went through me. I pushed him over and began to kjss his neck, down his chest, and over his abdomen until i rea hed his turncock, i sucked on the fountainhead and heard him moan. I took it as far as i could, which was about one-half, and sucked roughly. After various transactions i felt him constrain and he popped his load into my mouth. I swallowed three sentence, four times, 5 clip, 6 times, 7 prison term. Each time my oral fissure was total. Finally he relaxed and i climbed up him, placing my slit right at his crotch. It hurt like hell when his shaft first e.tered me but after a patch it didnt hurt anymore and i was able to take in him all the way in. I rode his fat cock with my wet bitch and moaned, ugggg, fuck me Jacob. I was just about to squeeze out when i felt him tighten and he whispered, `` number with me, Renesmee ''. I lay still on his thorax, feeling him shoot down encumbrance after load into me, making me orgasm again and again. Jacob was mine. I was his. I was no recollective a virgin. He had taken that from me. I didnt care what my dad persuasion. We would one day be married with five children. I loved him. I fell asleep on his thorax there, where i wanted to be forever .