Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or its characters, Stephanie Meyer does. However, I do own Black Sun and any OCs I create.
(A/N): This is not a new chapter, I'm very sorry. I've switched BETAs and this is their edited version. A huge thanks to TweetyViolet for helping me. Mind you, this is only chapter one and there are three more to go. I'll have chapter five up by the end of the month (I hope). My computer crashed and it destroyed my whole world. I lost all of my work, including the chapters I had prepped for Black Sun. So please know that I have not dropped this story, I just found it very frustrating to rewrite everything; I took a couple month's break. FYI, because I know you'll ask, I have two chapters completed (five and six) and they will both be uploaded by February first.
She moved lightly, her body swaying and clashing with the surrounding bodies; hips swaying to the beat. Harsh breathing accompanied and intense thumping in her chest. She needed this, needed the feeling of being wanted, even if only by faceless bodies. She dreamed of touching, feeling, and yearned for the desirable emotion of being loved.
If her pack knew where she was. If they knew what she was doing - they would balk.
Little Bella Black - the gawky teen, braces glaring, a troubled soul - had flourished. With her first shift everything had changed; she had become beautiful, desirable. A small growth spurt: perky breasts, huggable curves and splintered braces (with her first shift) had developed perfect teeth.
She wanted to be more than that. If given the choice, she would take the option of being an ugly teenager, in comparison to the constant emotionless heartbreak.
Breathing deeply, Bella braced her palms against the body in front of her, fingers slipping to run along toned muscles. In return, groping hands moved against her sides and hot breath fanned the side of her mouth, just before she was destroyed by an intense, heady kiss. The emotion she drained from the touch was euphoric. A hard hand on her jaw pulled Bella away from the male in front of her. The nameless man behind turned her body towards his, her mouth reached to him as his large hands smoothed over her throat, resting at the base of her neck. He ran his tongue over her teeth hesitantly, but then dominating, controlling Bella's body with ease. She wanted this, the feel of being led, being controlled, she wanted the feelings. She'd been empty for so long.
Harsh hands grappled for her waist, pulling Bella away from the man her body was moulded to; gripping her ass, he mouthed down her throat leaving bites. It was cute, but they would be gone in seconds due to her werewolf- accelerated healing. Behind her, the other man moved one hand up to cup her breast, the other roaming her stomach before impressing on the area between her thighs. The hand paused for a moment before applying pressure to her clit, even through the jeans Bella could feel everything. Her breath was harsh, panting, as her sex was played with. He slipped his hand inside her jeans, the lack of underwear an added bonus as his fingers quickly connected with her clit. He pinched it hard, twisting, before sliding a deft finger through her lips.
The man in front grabbed her ass, destroying her neck with harsh kisses, before claiming her lips once more; his tongue sealed to the roof of her mouth before swirling around her teeth and colliding with her own. She let out a gasped, "please," her sex riding hard on the man's hand as his finger breached her entrance.
"Jack," The man behind, with a caramel voice and fingers of heaven, spoke.
The man in front of her pulled his mouth away, eyes connecting with the other's. "Already handled. Phillip pulled the guests back, the room will be vacant now." He let out a hiss as Bella bit his neck, her hands moving inside his pants, brushing the thick length between his thighs. "Fuck…" He groaned out, mouth connecting with hers once more. "We need to move now Haddock, she's fucking begging for it." He rasped, as once more Bella's hand slid down his dick. She was going to make him cum right there.
"Please…" She begged again, brown eyes connecting with Jack's dark blue.
She could barely hear the others in her head now, their voices distant, lost behind the pleasure. She wanted to bask in this sensation, the pack could wait.
Both men pulled their hands and bodies away from her in sync, causing Bella to stumble. Haddock pulled her against his chest, grinding himself in to her - hard on confined beneath his jeans. She whimpered low, pushing back against him and begging to be taken, wanton in her ecstasy. Haddock pulled her along easily, arm wrapped around Bella's waist as Jack's warm heat enveloped her from behind.
The security guard at the dark, red door raised an eyebrow at the two men. "Unusual for you two to share, 'eh?" The man was tall, with dark chocolate skin and vibrant brown eyes.
Jack pulled her back against him, hands roaming her stomach and thighs. "Look at her, she's begging for it." There was an easy smile in his voice, and Haddock hummed in agreement.
"No one enters." Haddock commanded. God she needed this, her body was on high, her heart filling with feelings that were beginning to overwhelm her. She had pulled so much from the two men already, but they didn't seem to be affected; in fact, they looked healthier then when she had first noticed them.
The two had been sitting at the end of the bar locked in heavy conversation, when she first entered. Bella had left La Push with a small bag tied to her leg (the only thing she could carry without destroying);inside she had packed a pair of her tightest jeans that framed her hips, with rips to the thigh. She'd also packed her prettiest and most sexually inclined blouse: sheer and risqué thin, the garment hid her breasts, but exposed her abdomen drawing the two men to her.
Nude, low heeled shoes silent on the dark floor, glancing to the side she passed them and stopped before entering the mass of bodies. Hair loose, the cut framing face, she turned with lips quirked in a sexy smile. "Would you like to dance?" She asked. Both had readily agreed—leading to where they were now, sexually inclined and desire filled.
With Haddock's order the bodyguard stepped aside, his eyes glancing away from Bella as Jack's hand slid under her blouse, groping her naked breast. Haddock let out a quiet laugh. "I'm not sure who needs this more, the lady or ourselves?"
"Bella," Bella whispered as Jack pushed her through the opened door, Haddock closing it behind them.
"What was that?" Haddock murmured, pulling Bella's shirt over her head and groaning at the sight of her breasts.
Bella whimpered as he squeezed them in his hands, onslaught by the emotions she was pulling from them. "Mmm...my name, it's Bella." She gasped as her jeans were roughly pulled down, pooling around her ankles.
"Bella, hmm…" Jack hummed, mouth moving over her throat as he pushed her towards the crimson couch. The men pulled off their shirts and Bella salivated as the muscled chests and arms were revealed. Heat pooled in her sex..
As the males removed their pants, Bella was graced with two hard members - Jack long and full, Haddock thick and heavy. She let out a groan as they moved towards her, moving to rest on her knees, sex displayed provocatively, and breasts bouncing with the movement.
"Jesus Christ," Haddock whispered, his hands grabbed her breasts once more as Jack came towards her, thick length in hand. Her tanned skin was caressed by two pairs of hands, her sex entered by heavy fingers, one of them pulled her down to lay spread on display.
Her legs were splayed wide, desire was filling her system, and she was assaulted by a warm tongue.
The appendage licked its way down her sex, flicking her clit before sensuously roaming the rest of her. Throwing her head back, Bella let out a moan fingers carding in Jack's— she was positive it was him between her thighs —hair.
Haddock pulled her head towards his body, his cock large in her face. "Suck me." He grunted and Bella took his length in to her mouth. He let out a heavy groan as Bella began a luxurious massage on his balls. Too large to fully fit in her mouth, she began bobbing her head, sucking tightly at the tip, hollowing her cheeks she made a humming noise. Haddock let out a long groan, fingers grabbing for purchase in her hair he watched her eyes dilate and stared blatantly as his brother finger fucked her pussy.
Bella's back arched as an orgasm ripped through her body, the feeling of euphoria blinding her for a moment. She shook in ecstasy as Jack continued the pumping of his fingers inside her, sending her into an intense second high. Haddock pulled her head up shoving their mouths together in a bruising kiss. "You're so fucking sexy, Bella." The use of her name had her whining in desperation.
"Please… I-I need…"
"What do you need Bella?" Jack's voice was low as he pulled his fingers out of her sex, licking them one by one, eyes dark with desire.
Bella felt it all, sucking in the tangent feeling of emotions, her body filling with heavy feelings. The constant need for sex was a method of attaining something she had lost. She pulled Haddock down for another kiss, tongue pushing inside his mouth as she took control of the moment. "Fuck me." She whispered breathlessly, even as Jack rubbed up against her pussy, precum dripping from the tip.
In sync once more, the two men entered her at the same time, Jack taking her sex while Haddock's large member controlled her mouth. She groaned as she was filled, wanting to pull off, only to be stilled by Jack's strong hands on her thighs. "Don't even think about it." His voice hoarse as he moved in and out of her, eyes locked on their combined bodies. Bella whimpered around the cock in her mouth, causing its owner to grunt, tighten his hold and push her mouth down further on him. "Look at you," Haddock goaded. "Being fucked by my brother while you suck my cock." Bella moaned. "This is just the beginning." He looked towards Jack, who was beginning to speed up his thrusts, a high five passing between the two of them. Bella could already feel another orgasm pulling at her lower abdomen and she pushed herself down on Jack now meeting him thrust for thrust.
"So. Good." Jack was moving faster now, large slaps sounding throughout the room as his balls harshly spanked Bella's ass. Bella pulled her mouth away from Haddock's member to let out an intense wail as the orgasm ripped through her, shredding her nerves.
Jack moaned as her sex milked his cock, still moving vigorously inside of her. "No, no, no, no…" Bella was repeating the mantra as another orgasm forced itself through her.
She was being further filled, pulled back to earth, the emotions grounded her. Even if for a limited time, these feeling were what helped her survive.
The brothers laughed, her intense beauty as she climaxed drawing them further into her desire. They were filled with an overwhelming sense of exhaustion, but that was outweighed by their need to bring her pleasure; like a black hole she sucked them dry. The feelings of lust surging through the men were almost artificial, but they were too focused on the woman between them to notice.
Jack pulled out quick, cock rubbing the sensitive walls of Bella's sex. She tried to push herself back on him, a begging sound coming from her throat. "Now, now," Haddock's voice cut through her desire and she looked towards him in desperation. "It's my turn." He lifted her away from Jack, changing position.
Haddock seated himself on the couch, pulling her on top of him, back to front with legs splayed wide. Swift as a knife, he filled her pussy and pushed past the walls which tightened around him instantly. He propped Bella's feet on his thighs and maneuvered his hands around her waist to guide her on his cock, mesmerized by the way she swallowed him.
She was gone, her desire sweeping away the last threads of thought. She could only feel the two men pressed against her. She was in heaven. Jack leant down to suck her nipples, his deft fingers playing with her clit, propelling her to yet another orgasm.
"Holy shit." Haddock grunted as her sex clamped down on him, pulsing tight around his cock. "What the fuck…?"
How many times had she cum now? Five? Six? He had never touched someone like this, so easy to bring to ecstasy, so easy to please. A simple change in angles sent Bella soaring on a long high. He began pulling her down harder on his cock, causing her breasts to bounce and a torrent of moans to fall from her lips.
Bella's eyes were dazed, the only thing she could feel was her sex, dominated by the two men. She couldn't stop. She pushed herself harder losing all thought - she needed this - another orgasm on the horizon as Haddock rubbed against that small spot inside her that sent her flying. A long scream ripped from her throat as she threw her head back, still pushing down hard on Haddock's cock. He grunted and Jack laughed as he continued his ministrations of her clit.
Everything was filling her, blinding her heart. She was so full, fuller than she had been in a long time, the emotions were tight, clinching around her body.
Feelings she had forgotten finally filling her completely, she remembered.
She panted as Haddock slowed and then stopped, his head falling against her back as his breath came out heavy and fast. She looked up at Jack, his face was full of exhaustion, a result of her body draining his emotions. He fell to his knees, hands grasping Bella's thighs as he placed light kisses up her calves. Haddock pulled out of her, shifting Bella off his lap to rest against his chest and peppered her neck with sharp bites.
They were fading, soon they'd be passed out, sleeping in order to regain what she had taken. She stood then, her legs shaking, how long had she been with them? What time was it? She moved away from the two men, who had fallen into sleep seconds before. Ignoring her clothes strewn on the floor, she opened the door slightly and found the club to be empty, lights dark, even the guard had left.
A low hum filled the room, a cell phone. She dug through the men's clothing, pulling out a sleek black phone and clicked the button to awaken the device, three-thirty five flashed across the screen. Shutting the phone back down, she looked around. Five hours, she had been off grid for five hours. She knew Jacob would be upset, furious actually, but what she was able to feel right now made everything worth it.
She leant over the men, giving both of them one last kiss, stealing one more breath of their emotion before shifting into her wolf. Her skin coated itself in near-black fur, her body pulling itself low until she stood on four legs and her mind re-connected to the pack.
For the barest of moments it was quiet as she left the club, her paws eating the distance between her and La Push, then Jacob's voice came harsh through the mental link.
"Where the fuck have you been?" Pure fury coated his words and Bella knew that if she were within distance she would be disciplined and beaten. Not abused, but wolf packs had orders, and she had disregarded her Alpha's command. 'Do not leave.' He had told her, knowing that she was going to vanish in the depths of the night. She hoped that the order had been out of concern because he was her brother, but it was not. 'You're on watch tonight. Paul's girl is home—our sister is home—and neither of us want you causing her to become uncomfortable.' Bella had been shaken, shutting down, she had left quickly with hazy eyes. Even without emotions she knew when she should feel anger, sorrow, pain; she imagined feeling those things in that moment, but noting had come to mind.
Colliding with the man in question, she had apologized furiously, unable to make eye contact with her imprint. The rejection she had already received from him was more than enough, it had brought her more than enough pain, though she no longer remembered what that felt like. Leah had met her halfway to the woods, her eyes just as hollow as Bella's. Nothing had been spoken between the two, but both knew what they would be doing tonight, even with their Alpha's orders. Due to their emotionless state, the idea of pack bonds and following an Alpha was fading as they were overcome by the emptiness.
There were rumors that some wolves went mad after their mates rejected them. First they became lone wolves, leaving the pack where their imprint resided. Next they were taken by emptiness. Finally, they destroyed themselves.
Both women knew that they would soon follow the steps of those before them. Already they were seeking out humans more frequently, emptiness filling them quicker and quicker.
She heard Jacob growl in her mind, his anger suffocating. "You were on watch tonight, yet you ignored my order." He paused and Bella heard other wolves in her mind, their discussions filling the silence. She knew that everything she had done tonight was already playing in their minds, her body being laid bare as she remembered how she had been taken. She tried to block her thoughts from the others. She was not ashamed, this was something done out of necessity, but she wanted no questions.
"Bella, I don't understand…" Seth's voice was soft, enchanting even. He was kind, gentle and loyal. His love for his sister, Leah, often overpowered him because he sensed that she was fading from him. He was not wrong, but Leah was no longer able to feel the emotion that he had for her, she couldn't return the feelings, so it was easiest to back away.
Bella was grateful Paul had not shifted, because she would not be able to face him. It was already hard, being around him every day. History foretold that wolves could not reject an imprint, yet Paul had rejected her, instead choosing to stay with the woman he loved; Bella could not compete with that, would not hinder her imprint by forcing him to choose. His cruel rejection still played in her mind sometimes, but she tried not to remember that moment. The news of his recent engagement had struck pure agony through her body, her heart shattering further. It was as if he was deliberately killing her, one blow after the other, stealing her mind and ripping out her insides.
She picked up her pace, long legs eating up the distance faster, out of the corner of her eye a light gray wolf pulled from the woods and brushed against her side. Leah had returned as well, the thoughts playing in the woman's mind filling Bella in.
"Three?" She spoke through the link, watching as Leah was totally overcome by the men that had taken her. "Personal record there. Pity, I was feeling powerful with my conquest, yet again you defeat me in the battles of sex." She knew the others were listening, it was part of the pack mind, but no one spoke. Images flashed through Bella's mind, flutters of the other men's imprints and moments of discussion that were filled with love. She swallowed, throat suddenly dry as Paul came on grid.
"Fuck." Leah swore, as she wove her body in and out of the trees that filled the woods. She ignored the other male entirely, instead becoming malicious and finishing their conversation. "As if, how many times did you cum tonight? If anything, that's a personal record." She laughed, a baying sound, watching as Bella took lead and the Welcome to Forks came into view.
"Right," Bella joked, "but three? Honestly, Leah, how did you bare it? I'm considering joining you next time." Her voice was sour, a horrible taste filling her mouth as she felt Paul's disgust through the pack mind.
"Let me answer that for you, Black. You came at least ten times, but I might have miscounted. I was too busy watching you get fucked." Collin's voice flitted through the women's conversation just as they were reaching Cullen territory, their pace quicker than before. Even with the removal of the treaty, after Jacob imprinted on the halfling, the two she-wolves did not feel comfortable. Collin spoke once more, "and you Leah! You're better than a porno, never knew you were into anal play."
Paul removed himself then, thoughts of his fiancé filtering through the pack mind. "Good," Bella thought, "leave." She hated him, the emotions that finally filled her were full of anger for the man. Laughing off the discussion of the women's sexual night, Bella leapt over the wide creek bed, Leah close behind.
She could smell the Cullens up ahead, as well as the scent of deer blood. She sneered, mouth curling as a snarl ripped from her throat. The leader, Carlisle turned to the two as they ran past, eyebrows raised in curiosity as the heady scent of sex drifted his way.
Over the last three years he had watched the two closely, secretly observing them, taking notes on the nights they left as well as their behavior. He had come to the conclusion that something was seriously wrong, painfully wrong. Edward had shared his eyewitness account of their mate's rejection, his gift something he would have given up, if only to not see that moment. Since then, Carlisle found that the two women were on a path of destruction. They seemed to have a period of five weeks where they would not leave the reservation or their pack, their emotions present - he had asked Jasper to check the women regularly - afterwards, the women would spiral and become reckless and mute (in both the pack mind and regular social situations). Once that happened, they would leave the reservation at night, returning in the dawn hours smelling of sex, emotions once again present.
He did not understand this, it was unknown to him and that was something he had extreme distaste for. He had been around for a long time, watching the world change, he knew nearly everything, but this situation was strange. Logic—even with vampires and werewolves—was being thrown out the window and there was no textbook to help him solve the mystery.
The snarl Bella's wolf sent his way was not surprising, disappointing yes, but nothing unexpected. She had not taken kindly to her brother's imprinting, bitter because she had again been shoved into the background. Carlisle knew this thanks to Edward's gift, and he found it extremely sad; Bella was not a well-loved woman, her family treated her like a bird, pulling her wings out and caging her even as some tried to fix the she-wolf.
Leah followed Bella, her eyes liquid black in dawn's ray, a growl pulling from her throat as she ran after the other woman. Leah, poor Leah…she had loved Sam since childhood, and with her shift the discovery of her imprint had filled her with joy. The cruel rejection from the man as he laughed in her face, was something that filled Carlisle with anger. Leah had never wanted anything in her life as much as she wanted Sam. Nothing in life was fair. Even Emily, sweet Emily, had gloated in the wolf's face, her horrible joy of Leah's pain beyond words.
"Carlisle?" His mate, Esme, gently touched his arm and pulled him out of his self-discussion. "Is everything alright?" She was speaking about the women, his mate knew everything Carlisle cared for and the she-wolves were a heavy burden.
He grimaced, hand coming up to rub over his beautiful mate's skin, skimming over her cheek. "No," He murmured, resting their heads together. "Something is different…"
Edward stepped towards them, arm wrapped around his mate's waist. "They had sex again tonight." He flinched. "Leah nearly killed a man." He was worried, all of the vampires were, and even with the women's distain the coven had grown to care for them in secret.
"What do you mean?" Carlisle queried.
Edward shook his head, hand running through mussed hair. "I don't quite understand it myself, it's as if they're taking human life force." He looked away, eyes connecting with his daughter's. She knew the women intimately, their bond strong after the two wolves protected the halfling from the Volturi attack. He hoped she would know something, but Vanessa shook her head.
"They aren't speaking to me." She whispered. The she-wolves had pulled away after news of Paul's engagement and Emily's pregnancy. The news were shots to the women's already fragile minds. She was never able to get them alone, often watching their retreating backs as they shared secret looks, hidden thoughts. In all honesty, Vanessa—called Nesse by her mate, Jacob—was hurt. She had thought that their relationship was stable and she could be on the same plane as the two women, even though members of the pack found them hard to bare she sincerely cared for the duo.
"Boring…." Rosalie's annoyance cut through the high speed conversation. "Who cares about some pitiful women?"
"Have some class, honey!" Emmett's voracious voice followed Rosalie's bitter words, the man's arm pulling his mate into a loving choke hold. She smacked him hard on the back of his head, sending him tumbling to the ground. She smirked. The vampires knew that look, it generally meant that furniture was going to be broken and the coven would have to suffer a night of moans and porn star sex noises.
"Not going to happen!" Alice sang, as she danced her way across the forest floor, sparkling as the sun touched her skin. "Sorry Rosalie, but Emmett isn't going to be available tonight!" The remaining family members let out a relieved sigh. They loved those two, but sometimes, their sexual appetites were irritating.
Emmett looked at his sister in confusion, caramel eyes staring at her pixy face in expectation. "Can't see anything other than that…probably because of the wolves. Hopefully you'll be able to help the situation!" Alice's mate laughed then, Rosalie's anger flitting through his consciousness. Jasper laughed even harder when she tried to cart Emmett off over her shoulder, nearly falling as Emmett slapped his hands on her ass playing a beat of his own creation.
Arriving at La Push was uneventful. The sun was just rising above the horizon, no one was awake, the reservation quiet. Seth, Collin and Jacob had filled in for the women's shift, Jacob's anger still raging through the pack mind.
Shifting to her human form, Bella crouched behind a tree, hands searching for the plastic bags that held spare clothes for the women. Once found, she tossed one set towards Leah who caught it deftly, slim fingers ripping it open to reveal a pair of cutoff shorts and a light gray t-shirt. Bella held similar clothing, the side effects of being a werewolf were beginning to wear the women down. Leah's fingers rubbed the back of Bella's neck, stroking the skin with calm practiced motions. "Everything will be okay." Leah said, pulling her hand away and getting dressed, her naked body barely covered. Bella nodded, eyes downcast.
Her breasts were sensitive, even with the werewolf healing ability, she felt as if she could still feel the men touching her, moving inside her. The emotions she had stolen were partly to blame, flashes of the night taken from the men. Sighing once more she pulled on her own set of clothes, once more angered by her inability to wear underwear. She felt violated by the wolf gene, disgusted by the exposure.
Pushing away from the hidden area they were changing in, the two strolled down the street, fingers twining together as they reveled in the emotions sifting through them. "I'm tired." Bella spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Me too." Leah's reply held the same tone, the endless night pulling at them. "Want to crash at my place? I have a bigger bed." Bella's laugh was unrestrained, pulling at her insides. Leah followed, both of them laughing hard for no reason at all. They hugged each other tight, holding close the only person that could understand.
"Is that an invitation?" Bella asked. Leah's response was a sarcastic snort, answering Bella fully. "Hey now, you were the one who said your bed was bigger!" She stepped away, hands raised in ascension, lips tilted in a smile.
Leah pulled her along by her wrist, the other woman's house mere feet away. They walked up the cherry stained porch, past the cream colored deck chairs in the far corner and a welcome mat in front of the white door. Lights were on inside, a clear sign that Leah's family was wide awake.
The woman sighed. "Damn it all." She cursed. This was always an ordeal, something she found difficult to handle. She wished that they weren't awake, that would make returning home far easier. Bella touched her back, fingers sliding under the other women's shirt rubbing in comforting circles.
The two were closer than the average friends, but it was not in any way sexual. Touch, love, this was something the two received from one another, for no one else was willing to give them what they desired. The first night they had fed off a human had been euphoric, they had shared him in more ways than one and the emotions had sucked the two women in. Ever since they were attached at the hip, their friendship blooming into heavy need. Who else would understand? Though it would be a lie to say that they didn't exploit their closeness.
Letting out a small breath of air, Leah turned the door handle and the smell of warm cinnamon wafted towards their noses. Loud voices came from the kitchen, male laughter flowing through the house. The pack was here. This was normal, their places of choice switching between Bella's home—Jacob—and Leah's—Seth—in constant rotation. Stepping through the living room they walked quietly on the hardwood, feet gliding silently.
"Is that you Leah, Bella?" Jared's voice shot through the haze like an arrow, shooting directly into the women. They were quiet, not needing to respond because they knew he had found their scent already. Bella's fingers pulled at the belt loops around Leah's shorts, nervousness radiating from the gesture. Leah reached back, squeezing the other woman's hand.
Entering the kitchen—to reach Leah's bedroom—they were greeted to the sight of five very large werewolves gathering around the breakfast counter. "Fucking great." Leah growled, Bella's own noise of irritation following.
Sue stood next to the stove, flipping slices of thick French toast on the griddle. "Oh good! You're home!" She came towards them, placing a loving kiss on both girl's face. Bella pulled away sharply, finding the affection uncomfortable.
"Where have you been?" Sue asked, returning to the stove, the smell of jasmine flowing behind her. The woman was small compared to the wolves around her, hips curved from birthing two children, gentle and loving. She turned to them once more, frown marring her face. In the background, the men were loud, voices hurting the women's ears.
"Around." Leah's answer was short and unrevealing. Like she would tell her mother that she was having sex with men to fill an empty void of emotions inside her. That conversation would go over well, not. Bella snickered behind her, the same thoughts running through her mind.
"Three right?" Bella asked. "Better believe I'll beat you with five next time." Her voice was quiet, too low for Sue's human hearing. "Imagine how much we could get from that." Leah glanced back at her, venomous smile coating her lips. The men were staring at them unabashedly, trying to decipher the women's conversation. They had not shifted, so they would not know what the others in the pack had witnessed.
Bella wove her way around the table but was stopped as Brady grasped her arm, pulling her wrist up to his nose and inhaling her scent. "You smell like sex." His voice was soft. "Where were you tonight Bella?"
Bella's laugh was bitter. "Where do you think I was?" She pulled herself away from his invasive touch, mouth quirked in a seductive smile. Brady frowned, reaching for her again, but she side stepped him, receiving a growl in return. "Bella…" He commanded. His rank was high, just below Paul (who was right behind Seth), so her lack of answer set Brady on edge. The scent of sex and foreign men littered the women's skin and the combined smell caused his blood to boil. The two often did this, coming home in the early morning hours, reeking of men, sweat and sex. Many in the pack were uncomfortable with the situation, worried at how far the women were falling. His eyes caught the look that flashed between the women, a secret smile; Bella licked her lips and Leah smiled even larger.
Something was off about the two women tonight, Brady thought.
Looking around the table, he saw that the other wolves were just as upset by the behavior. Quil, especially, was fuming. He had been close to Bella nearly their whole life, protecting her from anyone that tried to touch her, their friendship was strong before he shifted. With his Alpha's order to distance himself from humans he'd had no choice but to remove himself from Bella's grasp, sending her in to a downward spiral. Their friendship fell apart.
His imprinting on Claire hadn't helped either.
Even as a member of the Black family they had not wanted her to know, because she had not needed to know. At the time, everyone believed that women couldn't shift. Her shift, as well as Leah's, was and is a mystery. He watched as Leah's hand ran under Bella's shirt, touching skin that should not be touched by friends. What was this? He questioned, trying to rationalize with himself. This was wrong, on so many levels; this was wrong. Quil looked to Sue, her back was turned away, humming noises floating out of her.
Voice hard, he spoke low, too low for human ears. "You missed your shift tonight, both of you." The women shared another look, something passing between the two. It was like they were connected without the pack mind.
Leah tilted her head, chestnut hair falling to the side, eyes wide and innocent. "Sorry about that," she didn't look sorry, "we had some things to handle." Nothing else was shared, the discussion closed.
"Jake's pissed." Embry's voice was full of anxiety. How cute, Bella thought. With the refill of her emotions, everything that was uninteresting before suddenly became fun. She wasn't trying to be cruel, but the wolves were so easy, they took everything seriously when it concerned Leah and herself.
"Jake. Jake. Jake…" Leah spoke, eyes rolling. "Bella, your brother gives everyone a hard on."
"As if." Bella gagged, eyes bright. "More like he makes them flaccid." She laughed, brown eyes bright, skin flushed. She was running on endorphins. "Can we sleep now?" She asked, yawning and stretching her arms up. Her shirt pulled up slightly, baring her stomach and Leah took the moment to skim her hand over the flesh, pure comfort in the touch. Others took it for something else.
"Are you fucking?" Quil growled out, hands slamming down on the table, startling Sue who gasped in shock.
"Young man…" She began, but Bella cut her off.
"Are we fucking, Leah?" She asked her friend, Sue sucked in a breath at the language, watching as her daughter brushed her fingers against Bella's thighs. "Depends on what the meaning of 'fucking' is." They shared a laugh, an inside joke passing between them.
Sue had never seen this side of her child before and it was eye opening, how had she missed this? Sue stepped around the table, intent on making physical contact. If she could just touch them, comfort them, perhaps everything would go away.
Both women pulled back, hands raised, identical smiles on their faces. "Sorry, Ma." Leah said. "We're gunna grab a nap." She pulled Bella behind her, hand tight on the woman's waist. "Don't come in, we'll probably be naked." Leah raised her brows in humor. Bella chuckled, another inside joke passing between them.
"Nothing new," Bella laughed, "Besides, you have to remember, I saw your naked self tonight. In great detail, I might add." Laughing, the women pulled their shirts off as they entered Leah's bedroom, closing the door behind them.
Chapter Playlist
Carmen-Stromae
Running With the Wolves-AURORA
Black Sun (Kill Paris Remix)-Carbon Airways
Butter-Bloody Beetroots
Ocean Deaths-Baths
New Coke-HEALTH