Cold Nights, Warm Bed

There's a contest on Jacob Black N Pack. Did you know? It's the Summer in La Push challenge. I'm writing a one-shot for it. Here's a sneak peek for your viewing pleasure!

Cold Nights, Warm Bed by Purelyamuse

Summary: O/S written for the Summer in La Push contest on JBNP. Bella goes backpacking with Jake and Quembry. After falling in the ocean and getting all of her stuff wet, she finds herself in the oddest place possible - sandwiched between three werewolves. J/B, 3^rd POV, Rated T.5.

Jacob and Bella chat for a minute about their families and their plans for the rest of the summer. Her speech gets slurred after a while, so Jacob stops asking her questions. Just as soon as she’s asleep, she jerks herself awake complaining lowly, “Ow! Ow! Ow! Cramp! Oh, geez, cramp!”

Jacob’s arms let go of her immediately, and he looks over Bella as she shakes out her long legs, the large shirt billowing around her. He tries to avert his eyes but can’t quite seem to. He’s memorized by her bare skin.

She’s massaging her right thigh with her tiny hand, and it doesn’t seem to be doing any good. The pain is excruciating, and the cold air is not helping at all. Without thinking about it, she grabs Jacob’s right hand and presses it down on her thigh, wrapping his fingers around the outside of it. He rolls his fingers into her skin on instinct, massaging her muscles. “Oh, geez! Yes, right there! Can you feel it? It’s spasming! Ah, yes! Right there!”

“Get a room!” comes a shout from the other tent.

Jacob and Bella halt their massaging hands, and they slump into each other in laughter. “Oh my goodness. What is he thinking? He thinks we’re . . . Oh gah!” Bella explodes into peals of laughter again, and Jacob covers his own mouth trying not to wake up every living thing around him.

They hear angry feet shuffling their way. “What’s so damn funny? I’m trying to sleep,” says Embry, unzipping the tent without asking permission.

He gapes at Bella’s bare legs and tilts his head back a bit. “Dude, don’t you knock?” says Jacob, grabbing Bella’s legs and swinging them to the side, covering them with his large hands. Bella peeks up to see Embry’s smug ‘I saw that’ expression.

“You okay? Now that Jake’s taken care of . . . uh, your little problem.”

“I had a leg cramp. Don’t be disgusting,” says Bella defensively.

Jacob completely ignores Embry and addresses Bella. “You want to lie down? I can wrap around you or something. I dunno. I’m just afraid you’ll get another cramp if you stay all balled up again.”

“Um, I don’t, uh, think that’s a good idea,” says Bella, taking in both of the guys’ expressions of longing.

“I’ll be right back,” says Embry.

Not a minute later Embry returns with a pair of warm boxers in hand. He zips up the tent behind him and hands them over to Bella. She sneaks under her sleeping bag and puts them on. “Are these, uh-“

“Don’t ask. Scoot over.”

“Um,” says Bella, looking to Jacob for some help. He shrugs.

“Look, I’ll sleep on this side, and Jake can sleep on that side. That way you’ll stay warm no matter what.”

“Oh, okay,” says Bella, trying not to freak out as Jacob spoons her and Embry snuggles into her neck, wrapping his arms around her back.

She quickly forgets about how weird this is because she’s delightfully warm and comfortable. She inhales long and slow, and in her tiredness blurts out, “You smell good.”

A low growl sounds behind her, and Jacob squeezes her waist and pulls her body taut to his.

“I’m sure you smell good, too, Jake.”

“He smells great. Like a petunia. Especially when he farts.” Bella can’t help it and shakes with silent laughter.

“You shut up,” says Jacob, smacking at one of Embry’s arms. It causes him to lose grip on Bella’s back, and he grazes her breast before righting his arms. She squeaks at the contact, but it’s soon forgotten as they all hear a very loud, “What the hell? Where is everybody? Why am I naked!”