A/N: This chapter in particular is rated M for explicit sexual situations.

To say Bella looks beautiful would be an understatement. The dress she wears as she clutches our father's arm down the aisle hugs her body and accentuates all of her natural beauty. I had never been jealous of her until this moment as she walks down the path to greet her soon-to-be husband. I'm not jealous of the fact that she's marrying Edward, of course. I'm jealous that she's steps away from her happily ever after. Literally, forever.

Bella is sure to become a vampire soon, leaving Charlie and I by ourselves. I'll be able to see her whenever I want, if that ever really happens, but Charlie will think she's dead. I feel my eyes start to water and squeeze Jacob's hand in mine just a little tighter as Charlie gives her away to Edward. Jacob's arm around me rubs my right shoulder as his left hand squeezes mine back. Anyone around me would think the emotions are because of the wedding and my sister leaving; but it was the depression Charlie would have to endure.

Jacob is basically his adopted son at this point. He's at our house almost every day, if we're not at his. They've bonded for years and Charlie's all too eager to accept him into the family, although probably sooner than he might prefer. It was only a matter of time now.

The ceremony continues beautifully, and I'm relieved when they finally lock lips, signifying the end of the exchange. I breathe a big sigh of relief as the guests stand a clap, dropping Jacob's hand to join everyone. The groom and bride break apart and smile, Edward's arm wrapping around Bella's waist as they face everyone, making their way back down the aisle. Now, time for the real fun to begin.

Sneaking a few sips of wine is not necessarily something I would do. Now, sneaking a few glasses of wine; that's a different story.

My red face is flushed under the very heavy makeup put on by Alice hours before and my heart beats even harder in my chest due to the slight amount of alcohol in my system. Unfortunately, the whole werewolf thing prevents me from getting absolutely hammered like I wish I could be because of the incredibly high body temperature. This doesn't stop me from getting fairly tipsy.

I giggle into Jacob's shoulder as his arm is glued to my waist and our hands clasped together to my right, our bodies moving together to the sway of a slow song. The string lights above illuminate his face as he leans in and presses a light kiss onto my temple. "I think you're a little drunk, honey."

"Oh, no, I'm totally fine, babe." I try to sound completely sober but the short snort that comes out gives it away.

He laughs it off and shakes his head, continuing to move us to the melody of the piano, humming lightly under his breath. I lift my head to look at him and take a deep breath in and frown.

His frown matches mine. "What's wrong?"

"It smells like absolute trash, Jacob." My head goes back to his shoulder and I inhale his woodsy scent I've become used to.

Jacob laughs and whispers so low I wouldn't be able to hear him if I were human. "Why do you think I've been glued to your side tonight? It's the leeches, love. They've multiplied tonight from the Cullens' invitations." That explains his incessant sniffing into my hair tonight.

"It's a good thing at least one of us isn't inebriated, or who knows what would happen?" He's got a point there. I place an innocent kiss on his neck.

"I already feel it wearing off. This temperature thing really sucks." I lift my head from his shoulder, smiling. "We should get drunk together sometime soon. Like, crazy drunk."

"I'm not so sure about that, Elle." He grimaces and tilts his head at me.

"Yeah, okay, you're right I guess. We can wait a few years when we're away from here and there isn't a constant threat of being murdered looming over us." I respond.

"When we're 'away from here?'" He asks.

I nod. "Well, hopefully we'll go on a few vacations sometime, or maybe we can go live in Tennessee for a few years when there are no Cullens or… other supernatural beings. I'm assuming we won't live here forever." I respond.

Jacob places a kiss on my forehead and pulls me closer to him. "What's so special about Tennessee?"

I shrug and move my arms to go around the back of his neck. "I don't know, it's just pretty, and cute, and I get a very 'homey' vibe, do you know what I mean? Also, mountains. But, not Washington mountains; actual mountains."

He nods. "Sure, sure. I'll add Tennessee to the travel list."

I smile. "Travel list?"

His hands slide around my lower back as the song comes to an end. He takes my hand as people drift towards their seats for the speeches. "You're not the only one who has thought about leaving Washington together."

My smile spreads across my face as we take our seats at the table with my parents and Phil, and Carlisle and Esme. The first to speak ends up being my father, and based off of what he says, I'm guessing he's had quite a bit to drink. Hopefully he won't borderline threaten Jacob at our wedding.

The speeches leave stitches in my side from the laughter they bring. I had many concerns about the Cullens outing themselves as vampires based off of some of the speeches-Emmett's- but they just sounded more sexual than anything. My dad's reaction was priceless.

The speeches end faster than I thought they would. Mine was quick and easy; I had to bite my tongue to hold back snarky remarks about Bella, but I made it through.

Jacob and I wander over to the snack table, of course, and Seth comes over to see us. "Okay, who wants to go for a run? This is boring." He pouts.

I laugh and shake my head, shoving some sort of cheese into my mouth. "Seth, I can't. I'm literally a bridesmaid." Jacob shrugs. "Hey, if you want to leave, go for it." I tell him. This isn't really his crowd.

He hesitates for a moment. "I don't know, Elle. I'm not sure I like you being here without anybody else of the pack with a bunch of leeches. I really don't like it."

I shake my head and motion to them across the floor. "They haven't moved from each other's sides all evening. Besides, you know I'm faster than them and they won't hurt anyone with half of Forks here." I reach up to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Just be back in an hour to take me home. And, if you can, bring me some goddamn tennis shoes."

Jacob leans down to give me a short peck on the lips before running off with Seth. I can almost feel the fresh air rid of the rancid smell they breathe in as they run away. After a few minutes, Jacob's mind disappears from mine, meaning he's a few miles out now.

I find my table and sit back down with a plate of food, smiling at Bella across the room as she waves at me. She goes back to talking to a group of pale, tall, beautiful people; obviously vampires. New family, for her.

By this point, the night is calming down. I'm downing another glass of champagne - fuck it - when none other than Mike Newton himself approaches me at the table. I met him earlier on in the evening when Bella introduced me to her friends.

"Hey, Ellie. How's it going?" He steals the chair right next to me and sits facing me. His face is completely beet red, obviously from alcohol and embarrassment.

I nod awkwardly, spinning my finger around the top of the empty glass. "Just fine, Mike, how about yourself?"

"Good. So, hey, where's your boyfriend?" I snort and cover it up with a cough. So, that's what he's doing.

"Oh, I'm sure he's floating around here somewhere. It wasn't my turn to watch him today," I respond, getting an obnoxious laugh out of him. He'd think it was even funnier if he knew it was a dog joke, as well.

"Phew," he says, "you're funny." My eyes squint at him and awkwardly smile. "Hey, do you want to know a little secret?" He asks, leaning towards me. Okay, I'll play along.

"What's that?" I ask, leaning forward. His breath reeks.

"My friend over there," he nods his head to motion behind me, "and I have a bet going to see who will get your number first. So, how about it?" The balls on this guy. I would've thought he was a squirmy little pussy, but no.

I laugh and lean back. "Not going to happen, Mike. You and your buddy can give up. And while you're at it, don't go after girls who have boyfriends; it kind of makes you look like an ass."

I stand from my chair, leaving poor little Mike sitting at the table. I walk around the house towards the front, where there are no people. I find myself on the front steps next to the front door and take a moment to slip off my heels. Rustling in the bushes makes me lift my eyes to see Seth come from the woods with a wide grin on his face. That was fast.

I throw my tall heels next to me and set my feet down on the step below. "Hey, Seth." He walks over to me alone. "Where's Jacob?" His grin turns into a frown.

"Did he not come back?"

My heart beats in my ears. "No…" I trail off. I stand from the step.

Seth freezes. "He said he was on his way coming back. I- I don't know."

My breathing quickens as I try to reach out to him with my mind. I'm met with nothing. Either he's blocking me completely, or he's still far away.

"I can't feel him, Seth."

"Crap," he says, "I'll go back and see if I can locate him. Maybe he took a detour or something." I nod fiercely as he leaps back into the woods. I would be right behind him if it weren't for the dress, hair, and makeup.

I leave the steps leading up to the house and go around to the side I didn't pass through before. I can only faintly hear the wedding venue in the back, and the only reason I'm able to see is because of my heightened senses. Other than that, it's pitch black.

"Jacob," I whisper. What if the vampires got him? I feel my heart speeding up even faster. I make my way down the dark path next to the house. Right as I turn a corner, I'm being thrown against a wall.

Arms wrap around my front as I'm shoved back against the side of the house. A hand covers my mouth as I feel my muscles and bones start to instinctively shake as I try to wrestle free. However, one deep inhale stops me completely.

The hand is removed from my mouth and I can feel Jacob in my mind as he stands right in front me. "What the fuck, Jacob?" I can barely make out his face in the darkness before it's inching towards mine. "What are you doing?"

He leans closer to me and moves his lips right next to my ear. "Getting you alone." I let out a shaky breath.

"Jacob," I breathe out. His head moves down to my neck, finding the spot that makes my knees weak and drawing little circles with his tongue. My hand moves to his back and the other threads itself in his hair. "We have to get back," I continue.

He nips at my neck. "Do you really want that?" His kisses continue up my neck and I swallow down a moan threatening to escape my body. I don't respond.

His face becomes so close to me, his lips are brushing against mine. His hands move to trap me between them, leaving no room for escape; not like I'd want to.

"Do you want me to stop?" I feel his hot breath on my mouth and almost whimper with anticipation. I know this is a bad idea, but, God, do I want him.

Jacob grows impatient and places a gentle kiss on my lips before pulling back. "I need you to say yes or no, Ellie."

My arms go against his neck and I pull his body right against mine, colliding our lips together as I answer with a resounding "Don't stop," in my thoughts, send straight to his brain.

Our lips hungrily devour each other as I move my hands to his chest, opening up his buttoned down shirt, trying to not rip any material. His hands move to my bottom, grabbing it in his large, warm hands before giving one side of it a sharp smack that forces a pleasured whimper out of me. His lips remove themselves from my mouth as they focus their attention on my neck. I'm clawing at his back, wanting him closer, needing more of him, always.

His left hand moves to my right hip, then thigh, and he hoists my leg up to wrap around his waist before moving that hand back to where it was before. His other hand moves on its own, independently, bunching my dress up and moving his hand between my thighs.

As two fingers start circling my clit outside of my panties, I release a moan and throw my head back in pleasure. He continues attacking my throat, leaving rough kisses there, and slowly builds up speed.

Before I can comprehend what he's about to do, he wraps his hand around my underwear, and with one sharp tear, he rips it from my body as it falls onto the ground.

I gasp, "Damn it, Jacob, another pair?"

His free hand wraps around my throat as he roughly kisses me once more. "You know I can't handle when you're like this, here, begging for me." His nose moves along my jawline, whispering what he's saying in my ear.

The same two fingers he used before make their way back to my clit and I bury my head in his shoulder as I struggle to breathe, already soaked with desire for him. "You drive me fucking crazy, Jacob."

His thumb replaces the other two fingers as one enters my body roughly, giving me no time to prepare. I let out a sharp exhale at the intense and sudden pleasure, basically falling all over him for support as he moves his fingers, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.

"Good, I'm the only one who gets to do this to you." He places a kiss on my neck as his finger pounds in and out of me, rubbing my clit harder. He inserts another finger and my lips wrap around his neck as I moan. I feel my climax approaching rapidly, biting my lip between my teeth.

"Jacob," I whimper.

His free hand not inside of me grabs the back of my neck and pulls my face towards his, piercing his bright eyes with mine. "You're mine, Ellie, like I am yours."

I nod as I'm gently pushed right up against the wall, which is the only thing holding me up, along with Jacob. My legs shake with pleasure as he gets faster and faster, eventually curling his fingers up in me.

I let out a loud moan that's interrupted by his lips on mine. I feel the bubble building in the deep pit of my stomach and my breathing picks up as I lean my head back against the wall. Jacob's hand wraps around my throat again, keeping me upright to look at him. "Fuck, Jacob, I'm gonna-"

He quickens his pace, saying, "Look at me when you come. I want to see the pleasure I can give you, Elle." The rough demeanor he's successfully adapted turns me on more than anything else I've ever experienced. I keep my eyes directly on him as the pressure builds up inside of me, pushing me over the edge.

I open my mouth to let out a loud moan before he places the hand that was on my neck on top of my mouth, silencing the cry of pleasure as I throw my head back and his pace stays consistent, working me through my orgasm.

I come down from my high and Jacob's fingers come up to his mouth as he places them between his lips. He stares directly at me as he sucks the liquid off one by one and I'm completely captivated by his actions. When he's done, he carefully lowers my dress and places a soft kiss on my cheek. I stand, leaning against the wall, absolutely stunned. I'm sure there are bruises along my throat, but it won't take more than a few minutes for them to heal.

"Jacob," I breathe out, "what was that?"

His brow furrows. "Did you not like it? Was that too much?"

I interrupt him, "Oh, absolutely not. That was… the hottest thing I've ever done or seen or anything. Where did it come from?"

I push off of the wall and he wraps his arm around my waist, placing another gentle kiss on my forehead. He shrugs as we go back to the front of the house to retrieve my shoes. "I just wanted to try out something new." I snort.

"Yeah, okay, well if you ever want to do something like that again, I definitely won't be opposed to it."

Jacob laughs. "Okay, good to know, Elle."

We find the step with my shoes and sit, my head leaning on his shoulder and his hand wrapped around my knee. Pure love radiates through our mind link, stronger now because of our interaction just moments ago. Instead of lust taking over our thoughts and emotions, it's just adoration.

I sigh. "I'm so exhausted, I just want to get home and go straight to bed."

He sighs, too. "I know what you mean, love."

I allow my eyes to close as I feel his head rest on top of mine. I feel myself lightly drift off to sleep as his thumb rubs on my knee over my dress.

We're abruptly interrupted by rushed stomping on the ground coming straight towards us. My eyes open to see Seth with a panicked look on his face, moving between me and Jacob, which causes his expression to turn to relief.

"Oh, you found him," he tells me. An embarrassed smile appears on my lips as Jacob and I look at each other and laugh before turning back to Seth, standing up from our spot. "What's so funny?" He innocently asks.

Jacob shakes his head. "Nothing, Seth. Let's just head back." Jacob's arm wraps around my waist as we head back to the reception, ready to finish out the evening of celebration and what turned out to be a perfect day. Well, maybe more than perfect.

A/N: Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed this extra long chapter! I hope you enjoyed the kinkiness, because, I'll be honest, there won't be a whole lot of it for a while with the start of Bella's pregnancy coming up. Anyways, PLEASE review! Check out my other Jacob/OC story, Sacrifices, which I have been uploading quite a bit of recently! 3