Due to popular demand I have started a Bella Jake fiction. Don't worry, I will not be abandoning The Club until I am properly done with it. This is just a little something that I have had in the back on my mind and wanted to finally put down on paper. I hope you enjoy it.Please don't forget to review and let me know what you think so far. Your reviews and comments mean so much to me.

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VEILED HUNGER

I was gasping for air, my hand clutched the covers to my body tightly. A bead of sweat formed on my forehead, I reached up and wiped it away, taking a deep shaky breath. I swallowed hard at the lump which had formed in the back of my throat.

"Oh my God." I whispered incredulously.

His skin – so hot. His muscles – so hard. His lips – so wet, so soft. I shifted my legs trying to ease some of the tension which had built between them. I couldn't stand it anymore, I sat up and reached over to the lamp on my nightstand, with a light click it turned on blinding me momentarily. I blinked once, twice and again trying to clear the fuzziness of sleep away.

Dark russet skin shimmering with sweat, low moans and guttural grunts of pleasure echoed in my mind. I shook my head. Ok Bella, time for a cold shower.

I threw back the covers and marched into the bathroom. The shower curtain rolled to one side swiftly with a flick of my wrist and soon the cold water was on me, I yelped out as its coolness shocked my skin. There, that's a little better.

My teeth were chattering, I reached down and adjusted the temperature to warm, then a little hotter. Hot – so hot. His skin was so incredibly and deliciously hot. I closed my eyes and let the hot water spill over my face and onto my chest. His tongue – lapping at my erect nipples. My body ached. His lips sucking gently, I moaned out.

It was useless, I couldn't fight it anymore. I reached up and pulled the showerhead off of its cradle and brought it down to where my fire was burning the hottest. I moaned as the strong stream hit my clit – fuck – his tongue on my clit, his lips sucking it in firmly – urgently.

I moaned out. "Ja-cob."

My body convulsed and released all of the pent up frustration that had been bottled up and sealed tightly for way too long.

As of late, I'd been dreaming a lot of Jacob Black. He was my best friend and knew me better than anyone else. He was the one that had helped me and brought me back to life when – when Edward had left me. It had been Five years since that happened.

Five long years without one word from any of the Cullens. It's like they had disappeared off of the face of the earth completely, just a distant memory in the back of my mind. I didn't even have a picture to keep their memory alive, it was as if they had never existed.

How very different things were now. There was a time in my life when all I could think of was being part of the Cullen family and giving myself completely to Edward. I was willing to give up my life as a mortal to follow my love for him, become a vampire, like him. But now that was just a memory almost completely erased and forgotten.

You never do forget your first love. There is a part of me that will always love Edward Cullen. He was the first person to touch my heart, my first love.

I washed up and turned the water off. I toweled off my body and hair, slipped on a terrycloth robe and headed downstairs to the kitchen. Opening the cupboard I pulled out the tea kettle and filled it with water, placing it on the stove to heat. I sat at the kitchen table propping my elbows up so I could rest my chin on my wrists.

The kettle popped and sizzled, I watched almost in a trance as the blue flames licked at the silver pot. His hot tongue licking at my skin, his large strong hands gently caressing my most intimate folds. I shook my head with a shiver. Ok Bella that's enough!

How was I ever going to face him after this? I – I needed to tell him, somehow about these feelings, but how?

Jacob has been amazing, the best really. He has watched over me and put up with all of my mental breakdowns through the last five years. Whenever I was in the dark, he was the light that brought me back to normalcy and blanketed me in comfort and safety.

The worst part about this all is that I knew, with every fiber of my being that Jacob wanted me too. He had laid that card out on the table a long time ago, a time when I wasn't ready for it to be dealt. Back then, when I was with the one that shattered my heart and dreams when he left me.

I sighed, a deep broken sigh of frustration. My stomach tightened with the inevitable butterflies that followed each dream I had. Each dream taking my heart deeper and deeper. God I really need to get a grip. This is ridiculous, I'm being ridiculous.

There was a soft knock at the front door. My eyes shot up to the clock on the kitchen wall, 2:47AM, who in the world would be knocking at my door at almost three in the morning?

I walked to the door and turned the lock. With a turn of the handle, the door swung open to reveal Jacob's beautiful smile gleaming down at me. Of course it would be Jacob, no one in their right mind would be out this later.

"Hey Bells." He said chipperly.

"Hey Jake."

I took a moment to let my eyes roam over his half naked torso, my stomach clenched and I bit down nervously on my bottom lip. His skin was so perfect, his rippling muscles hard and defined. He was beautiful.

"I didn't wake you, did I?" He peeked his head in the door and took a quick look around. "You didn't have company over or anything, right?"

"No – no, not at all." I welcomed the distraction of his questions. "Come in, it's freezing."

I felt a chill run through my whole body, I quickly wrapped my arms around my chest in a feeble attempt at sheltering myself from the cold night wind.

"Oh – right." Jacob stepped in quickly and shut the door behind him. "Sorry about that, I didn't even realize." He looked at me with apologetic eyes and held his arms out towards me. "Come here."

I shot him a weird look.

"Well, do you want to warm up or not? Come here, silly."

God, did he have any clue how those words could have been twisted around? Come on Bella Swan, relax and act natural, this is Jake after all and nothing is different, everything is the same.

I smiled warmly and accepted his invitation. His large warm arms wrapped around me causing me to shiver from the sudden heat of his body.

"See, isn't that better?" He smoothed his hands over my hair and back soothingly.

"I love how warm you are." I nuzzled my cheek against his chest and wrapped my arms around his back tightly.

This was nice, Jacob pressed up against me, hot and beautiful.

"I know honey. I'm sorry I made you get cold." He apologized against the top of my head.

"It's not that bad, I have my own personal Jacob blankie." I said lightheartedly.

Jacob's chest bobbed up and down with his laughter. I looked up and was met by his deep dark brown eyes.

"Yeah – I knew you only kept me around for the blankie factor." He rolled his eyes.

"See, you caught me." I deadpanned.

"Yup, secret's out." His large hand patted my back playfully as he released me. "So, what are you doing up this late anyway?" His left eyebrow raised in question.

Oh, not much Jake, you know the usual, having hot steamy dreams about my best friend ravaging my body. Nothing new.

"I couldn't sleep." I quickly looked away from his gaze, I felt my cheeks flush.

"Me either." He said softly. "So I went out for a run. That always helps me to think and eventually tires me out."

"Yeah – well, I wish I could do the same, but I seem to be shy a wolf gene." I said sarcastically.

"You're just not cool like me Bella, admit it, you're jealous." He waggled his eyebrows, taunting me. "Hey – what's whistling?"

Jacob looked around for the source of a high pitched whistle. My kettle of water was at a full boil.

"Water." I quickly ran into the kitchen to turn off the stove. "Some people prefer running as a wolf to help them sleep, well, tea is what works for me." I flipped open the spout of the kettle, "Ouch!" I shook my hand after a few drops of hot water had jumped up and hit it. It wasn't a third degree burn or anything, but just enough to sting.

"You ok?" Jacob looked concerned.

"Yeah – the water just splattered on my hand." I brought my hand up to my lips and tried to sooth the sting with my mouth.

"Ok sit down." Jacob ordered, pulling out a chair from the table.

"But what about my tea?"

"Just sit down woman." He ordered again.

I reluctantly put the kettle back down and went to sit in the chair.

"Let me serve you." Jacob smiled. "Now, what kind of tea do you want?"

"Uh – there's some mint in the cupboard."

I watched a little too closely as Jacob walked over to the cupboard and swung it open. Each movement he made seemed to have a natural flow, like water. It still amazed me that this beautiful, strong and graceful man used to be a gangly clumsy kid.

"Can I make a suggestion Bells?" He turned back to look at me.

"Sure." I leaned forward on the table.

"How about some chamomile tea instead? It will help you sleep."

He pulled out the box of chamomile from the cupboard and gently shook it from side to side. I nodded and watched Jake pull a couple of tea bags from the small box. He pulled out two large mugs and filled them with hot water. He placed a tea bag in each and came over to the table.

"Honey?" He looked at me with those beautiful brown eyes. Yes baby?

"Uh – yeah honey is good." I smiled.

He brought the honey and a few spoons back with him and sat down next to me. I took a small sip of my tea once he was done preparing it, it was sweet and delicious, with the slightest aftertaste of sweet apples or ripe quince.

"So, how was your day?" Jacob took a swig of his tea.

I watched his throat contract, his Adam's apple shifting up and down as he swallowed, the muscles of his throat hard and defined. My lips sucking, my tongue licking that neck. My mouth dropped open slightly.

"Bells, is your tea ok?" He looked at me and then down at the cup in front of me.

"Uh – yeah. Delicious. Sorry, it's just been a long day." I tried to cover up my embarrassment with casual conversation. "I had coffee with Angela today."

"How is she?" He asked taking another swig of tea.

I looked passed him at the wall, the wall was a safe point, the wall didn't have a sexy neck that was dangerously close to being attacked by my wanting lips.

"She's great. We caught up on everything. It feels like it's been forever since I last saw her. We're both so busy with our jobs and we don't hang out like we used to." I rambled.

Jacob sat back and listened to me tentatively, never once showing a sign of boredom. I told him all about Angela's new boyfriend, job and life. We sat there and talked until the sun came up. I looked out the window in awe.

"So much for the relaxing effects of chamomile tea." I snickered looking out the window at the sun rising.

"Well, it usually works on normal people. You must be abnormal." He nudged me with his elbow, his lips twisted up with a smile.

"Look who's talking weirdo." I nudged him back with my shoulder.

This is what I loved so much about mine and Jacob's friendship, everything came so effortlessly. I'm a fool for ever thinking about changing it. This was the best.

Jacob's stomach growled loudly.

"Ok, time to feed the beast." I got up from my chair.

"Yup, that's me." He thudded his fist on his chest loudly for effect and let out a playful growl.

I cooked up two packages of sausage and scrambled a dozen eggs. I piled half a loaf of toast on a plate and served breakfast to a very hungry Jacob.

"Aren't you going to eat?" He asked looking at the empty place setting in front of me.

"Wasn't really that hungry." Food was the last thing on my mind and the thing I really wanted to eat wasn't available to me.

I quickly shook the thought out of my head before it threatened to go any further. I lifted my glass of juice and took a large mouthful.

"Come on Bells, here have some sausage."

I spit the contents of my mouth out with a loud cough. Did he really just offer me his sausage? If I could have done so, I would have face-palmed right at that very moment.

"What?" He held out a sausage link and gave me a strange look.

"Nothing – sorry." I quickly grabbed some napkins and cleaned up.

"Well?" He held the sausage towards me. "Come on, you know you want it."

I felt my face heat up. God if only he knew how much I really wanted his sausage. The link he had in his hand wasn't quite what I had envisioned but I took it none the less. Jacob watched tentatively as I parted my lips and allowed him to feed me the link, my teeth bit down, the casing snapped and the meat broke off. My lips barely grazed the tips of his fingers.

"There, see, it's good." He popped the remaining piece of sausage into his mouth with a triumphant smile. "Now quit being stubborn and go get a plate."

How was I going to argue with him, or deny him anything he wanted from me?

"Unless – you want me to feed you like a baby." He snickered. "Is that what you want Bella? I will do it you know." He challenged.

"Ok – ok fine, you win. I'm getting a plate." I got up and walked over to the cupboard. I pulled out a plate and raised it up in the air. "See. Happy?" I sat back down next to him.

"Very." He said through a mouthful.

We ate and we talked and laughed. When we were done Jacob let out a satisfied groan and sat back in his chair.

"Mmm… that was so good Bells. You're gonna spoil me." He patted his stomach.

I watched his muscles contract. My stomach clenched. I was suddenly very jealous of the hand on his stomach.

"Glad you liked it." I said clearing the table and taking the plates over to the sink.

"You know…" Jacob looked around. "I still can't get used to the idea that Charlie isn't living here anymore. It's just weird."

"Yeah – it's a little lonely without Charlie, but I'm glad that he and Sue finally got married."

Charlie and Sue had developed a strong friendship after Harry had passed away. It took them three years to finally realize that they were completely in love with each other.

Charlie proposed last spring and they got married last summer. It was a beautiful simple ceremony at the town hall, followed by a lavish feast and bonfire in La Push. The whole tribe and half of Forks had shown up to wish the happy couple congratulations and good luck in their new marriage.

Charlie didn't want to leave his only daughter to fend for herself and have to find a place to live, and since Leah and Seth had already moved out from Sue's house, the ideal situation was to give me his house and for him to move in with his new wife.

I was grateful to him, I love this house, it's where I spent my vacations when I was a child and where I had made so many good memories throughout the recent years.

"Well, if you ever get lonely all you have to do is call me. I'll keep you company Bells." Jacob reached out and took my hand softly. "I'm just a phone call and ten minutes away." He winked and gave my hand a gentle squeeze.

If only he knew just how much I wanted to call him and have him come over these last few nights.

"I know." I let out a long yawn.

My body was exhausted, I hadn't really slept well and was suddenly at the verge of falling over from sleep deprivation.

"We should get you to bed." Jacob stood up and put his arm around my shoulder.

"I think I'm just going to pass out on the couch." I yawned again. "I'm too tired to go upstairs."

My eyelids felt heavy, my body like a dead weight pulling me down. I was suddenly swept off of my feet without warning. I gasped at the suddenness.

"Nope, not on my watch, we're taking you straight to bed young lady." Jacob smiled sweetly.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him carry me up the stairs to my bedroom. Since Charlie had moved out I had taken over the master bedroom. I had purchased a king size bed and decorated the room to my taste.

Turns out that the king sized bed was the best purchase I had ever made, Jacob had taken a liking to spending the night with me in the last few months. We of course never did anything other than sleep, but it was nice to have his warm protective arms around me at night.

He laid me on the bed.

"Do you want to take this robe off?" He asked reaching for the tie.

"No!" I clutched at the tie with dear life.

Jacob cocked his head to the side in question.

"But won't you be uncomfortable in it?" He asked earnestly.

"I'm – I'm not wearing anything underneath." I whispered embarrassed. I felt my cheeks flush.

"Oh." His eyes widened with understanding. "Do you want me to leave so you can change?"

"Don't leave." I begged.

"I won't, call me back when you're done." He leaned down and pressed a chase kiss to my forehead and headed out of the room, closing the door behind him.

I quickly got up and pulled out a pair of pajama bottoms and a dark tank top. I didn't bother with panties or a bra, this was my house and I wanted to be comfortable and besides, it wouldn't be the first or last time Jake had seen me with a shirt with no bra underneath it. I climbed back into bed and covered up.

"Ok." I called out.

The doorknob turned and Jacob came in quietly, his footsteps barely audible as he approached the bed.

"Sorry about that." He said with a nervous smile. "I didn't mean to go all pervert on you and try to take your clothes off or anything, I was just trying to help."

"Jake, you are so not perverted." I shook my head.

He rolled his eyes. "You have to say that, cuz you're my best friend."

"Caught again." I smiled.

He sat at the edge of my bed, he reached up and smoothed my hair back from my brow.

"Go to sleep honey. You need your rest." He cooed softly.

Another deep yawn escaped from me.

"Will you stay?" I asked with a hopeful, sleepy smile.

"Do you want me to?" His eyes softened.

"I'd like that." I nuzzled my cheek into the pillow. "I like having your arms around me when I sleep Jake. You're so warm and cozy." I said through a yawn.

"Sure, sure, there you go again with the blanket innuendoes. I'm gonna get a complex you know." He snickered.

But I was too tired to think of anything witty to throw back at him. So, instead, I watched him walk over to the other side of the bed and sit on its edge. He leaned down and untied his shoes and kicked them off before he climbed under the covers next to me. He scooted all the way over until his body was pressed up against my back. The delicious warmth of his body heated me instantly. His long arm wrapped around my waist and I felt his lips against the back of my head.

"Good night Bells." He whispered softly. "Sleep sweet."

"Night." I yawned out. "Or morning."

"Sure, sure." He dismissed my obviousness.

I drifted off into a deep peaceful slumber.

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