Chapter 23: the road less travelled

Disclaimer: the characters and all recognisable situations belong to Stephenie Meyer- this is a work of fanfiction.

AN: Thanks to Bansidhe for betaing - warning graphic sex - threesome - remember children safe sex always

We drive up to Port Angeles to buy a new bed. There is a bit more of a range of stores up there. Jake decides to come along for the ride and check out some car parts store and we make plans to meet up for lunch. After a couple of shops I am just starving, so I tell Bella I will meet her in the next shop after grabbing some food. I wolf down my burger and trot back to my girl. I send Jake a text to tell him where we are.

As I come in the door of the shop, I can hear this smarmy voiced salesman talking. His voice has dropped into that low fuck-me register and I almost let out a fucking growl. He is touching her on the shoulder. She still has no idea how guys react to her. Seriously; this woman attracts supernatural beings like flies and this guy thinks he has a chance? And just because she is buying a bed, does he think she wants him to sleep in it?

She is standing, looking at a cast iron bed.

"Does it come in California king size? I like lots of room," she adds.

"Yes I believe so, but I could check if there is one in stock for you." He is being all kinds of helpful. But he is touching her again.

"Thank you, I'd like that," and she beams at him. I know she is just thinking about a new bed, but poor old what his name doesn't know that. He smiles right back at her and leans towards her.

He turns to go check the records and I start towards Bella. I give him a glare as he walks to the desk. I look down at his name tag; it's a long way down for me.

"Brad," I state. I think he gets the message, but just to confirm it I pull Bella into a hot and heavy kiss and slide my hands down to her ass. I whisper in her ear "Baby, I don't care where you get your appetite as long as you eat at home, but Brad doesn't seem like your type."

She just giggles at me. "You know who my type is," she says. That's my girl.

"What do you think of this one?" she asks, waving at the bed.

"Cast iron looks solid." I put a hand around a pole and give it a shake. "No foot board." But it has short posts at the bottom corners. I hate not being able to stretch my legs out and those stupid foot boards get in the way. "I like the height." It is a good way off the ground.

Brad has come back to tell us, "There is one in stock and it has a matching bench the same width."

I look at him like he is a cockroach and he starts to look nervous.

"A bench... you know a backless seat. You place it at the end of the bed; you know to sit on to put your shoes on..." The poor guy is sweating and struggling by this stage. He has been caught out flirting with my girl and he knows that I know. His armpits are getting damper by the minute. And then the icing on the fucking cake walks in the door; Jake, all 6ft 7 of him. He really has seemed to get bigger in the last month. I reckon he must be damn close to stepping up to alpha. The poor bed salesman was intimidated enough by me, but Jake comes right up to Bella and gives her a smacking kiss on the lips. "Hey Bells," he says.

It is freaking obvious to me that these two are more than close because she slips her arm down his back and her hand rests on the top of his ass. Poor Brad the salesman is confused now. He gives me a look. I don't blink.

"Hey Jake," I catch his attention. "What do you reckon the weight limit is on this bench?"

"Weight limit?" repeats Brad cluelessly.

Jake leans over and gives it a push and all the muscles in his shoulders flex. Brad wipes a bead of sweat off his brow.

Then Jake pulls the bench away from the foot of the bed and sits astride it. He looks at me and raises his eyebrows.

"That might work," I say.

Bella has no clue what we are debating, but I can see Jake and I are on the same page. The bench looks like an excellent way to get all the legs out of the picture.

She looks at him and me and then the light dawns and she blushes. God, I love that woman. She goes bright red. But being Bella, her next question just kills me.

"Is the cover washable?" she asks Brad. Jake and I both snort.

The poor guy nearly has a cow. His mouth hangs open for a minute before he pulls himself together and tells her it is removable and machine washable.

But then Jake seals the deal by asking for a discount. Brad is seriously confused by now and then we really push him by arguing in front of him about who is going to pay for it. It is a continuation of the dispute from the car. Jake thinks he ought to contribute and Bella won't let him. I don't really think he ought to contribute either; if all goes well he only gets one go in this bed and then he is gone. Damned if Jacob Black owns part of my bed.

"Jake, seriously man, let it go," I tell him and I give him a head nod towards Brad who has a look on his face like he is trying to do the math. He is looking at tiny Bella and the two of us and he just can't work it out.

"Well if we can get a discount, I will pay for the bench." Jake is determined. "Consider it a house warming present."

I shrug and hold up my hands in surrender. Then Jake turns his beaming smile and super height onto poor Brad, who is probably regretting getting out of bed this morning. By the time we leave the store, everything is arranged. We got quite a discount in the end, can't think why.

Brad helps us out by giving us the address of the best buffet in town. Jake and I did okay with the food before they asked us to leave. We point out that Bella ate nothing but they assure us that it didn't balance out. Why on earth do they offer an 'all you can eat buffet' if they don't want you to eat it all? Fuckers.

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The bed and bench were delivered in a couple of days and Bella was seriously excited by it all. I just laughed at her. We had been working on getting her used to sex in the 'road less travelled'. Finally managed it the week before and it was amazing.

Took me back to when she first appeared in my living room and asked me to fuck her. I dreamed of it then, but the reality? Wow.

See normal sex is all about wetness and the woman has some control, but anal sex? It is all about tightness, friction and loss of control for the woman. Maybe that's why some don't like it so much. But the feeling is unlike anything else. That muscle has a mind of its own and it clings and pulls. To me, it feels like being milked; a rhythmic squeezing that you just don't get anywhere else. Bella gets off on the idea that it just feels 'naughty' and forbidden I suppose. Whatever, after the way she came, I reckon it will be on our menu for a while. She damn near passed out on me again.

So that weekend Jake comes over on Friday night. He is all sad puppy dog eyes, sitting on the lounge picking at the label on his beer.

"Oh c'mon man; this was the deal," I remind him. "Now you have to get your own girl, remember?"

He sighs. "Yeah, I remember the deal. I've got way more than you intended anyway." He gives me a sly grin. "Maybe she will change your mind…?"

"No way!" I am serious. "She gave me a girl scout promise," I tell him.

"What the fuck? Bella was never a girl scout," he says. I laugh.

"So… I am taking a girl to the movies on Saturday night."

I give him one of those boy punches in the shoulder. "Way to go Jakey boy."

"You know you might be right, Leah was there when Stacey rang back and she got really weird for a while."

"Yeah? She's probably just pissed that you are moving on from Bella. I reckon she was hoping you would stay as sad and lonely as she is. So you could be a club. I mean Sam and Emily imprinting was fucking years ago now and she is still wallowing. I get that it is hard for her to have it shoved in her face all the time, but it's not like they could help it."

"Yeah I know, but remember I was pretty pissed when you imprinted on Bella?"

I snort. "I remember feeling sorry for you. Thought I heard your heart break."

"Seriously?" he asks. "I'd just beaten you to a pulp."

We both look down and start fiddling with our beer labels. Neither of us is really taking much notice as Bella walks past and locks the front door. I am half watching her and suddenly realize as I see her walk up the hall that she is naked. Jake and I leap to our feet and run as she heads for the bedroom. We get jammed for a second in the doorway but I break through first. Damned if he is beating me into that room. She turns and tries to look all pouty; pretty hard given she is naked.

"Baby, we weren't ignoring you," I apologize as I reach for her face. "Just having a talk." I kiss her. "Jake's got a date tomorrow night." It loses some emphasis as he is tearing his clothes off behind me; he really doesn't look like a man who is seeing a different girl tomorrow.

"Hey that's great," she says and holds out her arms to him. He latches on to her face and lifts her up in one of his trademark hugs. I go to find the lube and get a damp towel for clean up. I chuck it on the side-table. She has her legs wrapped around his waist when I get back. He has one hand under her butt and the other on the back of her head; holding her in the kiss. I start getting undressed too.

I pull the bench out into the room. This should work, if not I suppose I can still use it to put my shoes on. Like I ever wear shoes; okay Bella can use it to put her shoes on.

"Jake, let's just see if the bench will work. I reckon your legs might be too long to get your knees out of the way." He straddles it and sits with Bella still held to his face. I slide up behind her and run my hands up and down her back. No, too many knees. I slap him on the shoulder. "Bed, you're bottom," I tell him. He pulls away from her for a second and she is kissing down his neck. Guess this a farewell for them both. I sigh. He steps over the bench.

He beams at her and drops her to the floor. She doesn't need any preparation; she smells so excited. He lies back on the pillows and she climbs onto him. It always amuses me that Bella can be really co-ordinated when she wants to be. Jake doesn't need any preparation either. She clambers onto him and he sighs as she sinks onto his cock. His hands hold her at the waist and move her gently back and forth.

I climb onto the bed behind them and Jake opens his legs wider so that I can kneel between them. Yeah, that'll work. It also means I am driving the whole shebang.

Crouched on him the way she is with her legs up his sides and her feet tucked into his hips, she leans forward to kiss him and pops her ass up in the air. I grab the lube and pour some down her crack. She shivers. I run my other hand up and down her spine. I can feel her relax under me and she lies down on Jake's chest. He rubs her as well and he is talking to her and stroking her hair. Between the two of us, she is as relaxed as we can make her.

I slip one finger against her rosebud and she shivers, but lets me in. After adding more lube, I add a second finger. I scissor them a bit to keep the muscle open and add some more lube. I am probably overdoing it, but I worry about her you know? After a bit of work it relaxes and I lube myself up and hold my cock against the tight opening.

"Breathe baby," I tell her. She pants a little and I push against her opening. "Fuck you're so tight." I force myself to breathe too. I run up her spine and Jake pulls her into a searing kiss and distracts her enough for me to push the head of my cock in. We both moan; man that feels amazing. I wait for a minute for the muscle to adjust. Slowly I push in a little further. We both moan again. Got to time it with the muscle spasm. But as I push in further I suddenly realize I can feel Jake's cock inside her. We are fucking brushing up against each other inside my girl; that is just too weird. We look at each other over her shoulder and then we look away. Bella is panting.

"More… Paul," she instructs and I push in a little further. She bears down on me and with a final thrust I am in to the hilt; balls deep just like I imagined. We are all frozen in place and then Bella manages to say, "Somebody move."

She sounds like she is on the edge; desperate. "So full…" she moans.

I pull back and then push forward and Jake makes a deep long "…holy fuck." I pull Bella up a little and the change of angle makes us all groan. Then we kind of get a rhythm; as I pull her onto me he slides out and vice versa. I set the pace because Jake is bottoming, but he is lifting his hips into her. A sheen of sweat covers us all.

She started just muttering, "Oh god…oh god…oh god…" She is tossing her head back and forth.

As I got closer to coming, I lost the rhythm and Jake and I both stroked into her at the same time. She just tensed up, her back arched, her head fell back and her whole body clenched. "Fuck, that's so good," I groaned and I thrust into her hard. She came, her mouth open like she was screaming, but it was soundless. Weirdest thing. My cock felt like a hand grabbed it and I lost it. She took me with her in a chain reaction.

Jake lets out a noise and I can feel him move inside her. He had his hands on her hips and he pulled her down hard onto us both and we shout as we all came together.

She fell onto his chest and I was leaning on her back.

We all lay there, sweating and breathing hard. Jake was panting, but none of us could move.

"Bells?" Jake sounded worried, "Are you okay?"

He looked at me over her back. "She's crying," he explained.

I pulled out and lifted her off him. She just shook her head and kept crying. "Did we hurt you, baby?" She shook her head.

We snuggled down with her in between us. I cleaned her up with the towel and rubbed her back and Jake was brushing her cheeks with his thumbs; wiping away her tears. We were both murmuring to her.

She opened her mouth, but nothing came out so we just hugged her between us and kept rubbing her all over. I could hear her heart pounding. It took her ages to get herself back together.

"I'm sorry," she whispers. "That was too intense."

"Yeah," agreed Jake in a heartfelt whisper, "and playing light sabres with Paul inside you was really weird."

She giggled and then we all started to laugh.

I went to get drinks for everyone and we lay in bed together and drank them; chatting about pack stuff and winding down. Jake kept stroking her hair and she was running her hand up and down my thigh.

Bella looked down the end of the bed. "We didn't even use the bench," she said. She sounded disappointed.

I climb out of the bed. "I'm going to have a shower. Why don't you and Jake christen the bench while I am at it." They both gave me a look of amazement. I point at them both. "Last time," I tell them, before I go for a long hot shower. I read in some baby magazine at the dentists one time about a strategy when you need a shower and the baby is crying. Stick a shower cap on your head and stand under the shower. I feel like a prize idiot but it works; I can't hear a thing. I give them a good half hour and when I start to prune up I turn the water off. It's all quiet. I brush my teeth and head back to the bedroom.

I stand in the doorway and look at them. They've fallen asleep with their heads together on the pillow. Guess it has been a pretty intense night. I felt a shiver of doubt at seeing them so close, but climb into bed behind Bella. She is sound asleep but the minute I get in there, she rolls over and reaches for me. I tuck her under my arm and kiss her on the forehead. Her arm wraps around my waist and she makes a little noise as she shifts her head to get comfortable. That clenching around my heart releases and I know that we are good.

-The end-

AN: the adventures of the pack continue after this in: 'Where's my happy ever after?'

That story follows Jake and Leah's story and can be found here:

fanfiction(dot)net/s/6481433/1/Wheres_my_happy_ever_after

There is also an outtake of this chapter, finally written after a lot of nagging from the fans. It's called 'As easy as dreaming.'

fanfiction(dot)net/s/6601550/1/As_easy_as_Dreaming

There are more after that and the links are at the end of the last chapter.

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