Puppies and Promises

Chapter 9: A Blissful Encounter

Chapter 9: A blissful Encounter

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Ever since Bella and I reunited, I anxiously anticipated this day. I'd been actively taking a keen interest in Paul's exploits, telepathically, even tho' he rubbed me the wrong way, and now, I was happy with the prospect of putting his expertise in the ways of pleasing a woman to good use.

To my mind, it must've been working, 'cuz Bella was writhing and moaning, makin' me feel more like a god, than a man. I was just about ready to explode, but I wanted to be sure she got hers first. When she gripped the sheets in her hands, squeezing them tight, I quickly joined my body with hers, and she began yelling, "Ohhh ... g ... aaahhh ... uuuuh ... Jake!" Utter gibberish, but the meaning was clear enough.

Jeez, I thought Bella was going to rip the sheets to shreds. And she shook like she was having a convulsion. It was glorious. I gently nipped at her right shoulder then, bein' careful to leave only a trace of teeth marks. Afterwards, in just a few minutes, I followed her to heaven; my eyes filled with tears of joy. Finally, Bella and I were one—one body, one heart and one soul. I never wanted to be separated from her ever again.

We lay together, snuggled under the covers for the longest time, not saying a single word, for fear of breaking the spell. What could we say after that experience anyhow? I had my arm around her shoulder; she had her head tucked under my chin, her fingers tracing lazy circles on my chest. We had nowhere to go, nowhere to be ... free to be together, just relaxed in each other's arms.

I could hear the clock ticking, the birds chirping outside, the sound of Bella's heart beating in sync with mine, and her breathing—in and out at a slow, measured pace. I closed my eyes, drifting into a peaceful sleep.

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Bella shifted in my arms, and I awoke to a room shrouded in darkness. I didn't mean to sleep so long. Damn, it was already 8:00 PM. My sweetheart stirred once again, her eyes popping open, and her lips wearing a smile. Wolf vision, remember?

Stretching out one arm, she turned on the lamp sitting on the nightstand. "Hi," she cooed, all sweet and sexy. My eyes raked over Bella in her natural state ... of undress. She was perfect in my eyes, and my vision didn't lie.

I couldn't hold back a self–satisfied grin. "Hi, beautiful. That was somethin', huh?"

She speedily corrected my comment. "It was more than something ... it was an emotional summit, a life altering event."

"Hey, hold on, Bells. I didn't mean to brush it off as if it was just an everyday occurrence. I didn't mean that at all. It was everything to me; you're everything to me. You know that, right?"

"I know, but it's nice to hear you say it."

Bella looked thoughtful for a moment, then, boosted up on one arm, she gazed at me. "I can't describe how you made me feel. It was never that way before ... oh, but I'm sure you don't want to hear about it. I'm sorry, let's just leave it at that."

"Nah ... it's okay. It's good to know I did all right for my first rodeo."

"God, Jacob, I can just imagine what it'll be like when we get more practice."

I laughed at that.

That little line between her eyebrows suddenly creased. "What's so funny, Mister."

"You were a married lady, Bells. How much practice do you think you'll need?"

"If you want to know the truth, Edward and I only got together twice in the whole of our marriage."