Twilight Fanfiction; Molasses Nights.
Pairing; Bella/Paul.
Summery; Bella knows that Jacob wants her; life with him would be uncomplicated, simple, comforting – easy. She is contemplating following what appears to be the natural course of her life, when the angriest, nastiest and undoubtedly the hottest of La Push wolves proves to her that life is much more pleasant when you have dark, decadent, toe curling nights to look forward to instead of peace and tranquility. He is nothing like Edward or Jacob – he hates her. Or does he? AU NM.
Disclaimer; I do not own the Twilight Saga; I make no money from my stories. I only write them for my enjoyment and that of my readers
Warnings: language/sex.
A/N: Well here is the second chapter of Molasses nights. Please remember that this is AU people, I change things in the Twi verse as I see fit. This Paul is kind of messed up, he has major issues and a lot of emotional baggage as well as a child...who may or may not be his... Bella doesn't know about imprinting and Paul only true friend is Embry in this fic. This story is going to be longer but fewer chapters. Hope you enjoy! Please let me know guys...
Chapter Two.
The morning was cold and damp, the usual for Forks Washington. Drizzle pitter patted lightly down onto the thick grass in front of where Bella was parked as well as onto the windscreen that she stared at unseeingly. Her ancient dusty red truck was parked outside Jacob Black's house. Bella would usually have jumped out and gone inside without knocking, such was the familiarity between the two of them, but now everything seemed to have changed.
What a difference a day could make, she marveled silently. Her wide unseen eyes focused on some distant point as she contemplated whether or not she should go inside and see her friend.
What if he was there?
She didn't think she was strong enough to handle seeing him again. After yesterday's totally fucked up series of events, Bella didn't know how to act or what to do. The only thing she was certain of was that Paul Lahote was certifiably insane.
After kissing her and touching her so intimately he had suddenly turned on her and ordered her out of his house. Bella still felt whip lashed by all the events of yesterday, her mind confused and angry. That on top of the already depressed feelings she had concerning Edwards abrupt departure and Jacob wanting to be more to her than a friend, created a whirlpool of uncertainty and fear.
Biting her lower lip and worrying it with her teeth she turned abruptly towards the door and yanked it open. She had decided that she couldn't lose her best friend just because of a mistake with Paul.
Thats all it had been, she told herself, a mistake.
Determinedly she pulled the door handle and as the door swung open she hopped out onto the sodden earth. Her boots squelched in the mud as she shut her truck door and turned towards Jacobs house with her chin lifted in defiance. She left her keys in the ignition just as she always did.
Within seconds her vibrant hair was damp with the fine mist of moisture swirling in the air, it made the wonderful mahogany colour a dark brown. Bella huffed, her breath coming out in a misty puff as she pulled her parka closer around her slender body. Boldly she walked towards the door, pausing only momentarily before entering the Black's home without knocking as was her custom.
Voices could be heard coming from the small kitchen, Bella followed the sound. Soon she peaked around the corner only to come face to face with two people she really didn't need to see today of all days.
Paul and Leah were talking with Jacob.
Lupine sense being what they were, all three wolves were already staring at the exact spot which she appeared in.
Oh shit. Bella forced her eyes downwards onto the floor as she refused to look at Paul.
Jacob came towards her and hugged her tightly in greeting just as he always did. "Hey Bells." He said as he kissed her cheek and then her mouth lightly. A strange and unidentified sound which sounded suspiciously like a growl came from one of the others in the room and Bella raised her eyes curiously only to find Pauls eyes fixed on her, their dark depth unfathomable.
Had he just growled at her? Was she that unwelcome by him? More than usual it seemed. Perversely her eyes were drawn to him, flicking quickly across his features and body before dropping floor ward again. A blush stained her cheeks and she hated her own embarrassment because she saw it as a weakness. She wished she could just face him bravely and meet his intense stare. But no matter how much she tried she found that she couldn't manage it.
"So what brings you around so early today, Bells?" Jake asked uncertainly his eyes fixed on Paul questioning. His usually open hostility seemed different somehow, although Jacob couldn't pinpoint what exactly had changed.
She shrugged and looked at her friend ignoring the others. "Just thought I would come and hang out with you. Homework is doing my head in. Besides, didn't you tell me that Saturdays were made for friends and play? " Bella joked feebily.
Jake eyed Paul suspiciously before smiling at Bella. "Yep. I did say that and it's true. It's much better to come hang out with us."
Leah snorted in disgust at that statement. "Not." She sneered, her lovely features distorted by dislike.
"Leah!" Jacob reprimanded his pack mate, her hatred of Bella was no secret but jeez couldn't she shut it just for a few fucking hours?
"No it's ok, Jake. I know that I am not wanted here." Bella said softly. "Are you free? Can you come walk with me on the beach?"
Jacob nodded. "Give me five. Just need to sort out some shit with these two and then I will join you. Okay?"
Bella nodded and turned immediately to leave. Not once looking at Paul, she was proud of her self.
She walked briskly to the door and out into the damp air once more.
Her mind and emotions were in turmoil as she walked. Paul was... he was...something .. He made her feel so aware. Like she had never felt before. Her cheeks flushed as she thought about how his huge hands had touched her just a few hours before and how his mouth...oh god, his mouth...had kissed her and how his tongue had tasted her.
The smell of him was just so amazingly delicious. She had often thought that Edward had smelt wonderful, but it was nothing compared to Paul's spicy, addictive and plain mouth watering scent. That though made her blush a bright scarlet. Since when had she thought Paul was hot? Bella wasn't sure, but she knew it wasn't until yesterday that she had realised it fully.
Soon her booted feet touched the sand dotted with pebbles that was first beach. The dark gray clouds hung low overhead, wind whipped the waves into rough surf and white horses crashing down onto the sand. Bella tilted her head backwards loving the feel of the cold air brushing her face and caressing each contour. Her steps took her to random piece of drift wood that had washed up what looked like ages ago. Bella sat on the lower end and rested her head against its higher side, her eyes trained on the distant waves rushing towards shore. The salty air filled her lungs and for a moment she felt happy.
Then she thought of Paul and shuddered.
After about fifteen minutes she caught sight of Jacob ambling across the sand towards her, dressed in cutoffs and a white t-shirt that looked as if it had been melted onto his torso, he looked like a million dollars. She wondered why he didnt make her heart race. Most girls and women alike would think he was sex on legs and yet he did nothing for her on a physical level. Her body craved...something else. It was indefinable but there, a deep aching longing for something she couldn't name.
A friendly smile spread across his face as he drew near. Placing a not so innocent, gently caressing hand on her shoulder as he sat beside her. Her body tensed, rebelling against the unwanted caress.
Bella eyed Jacob warily at his somewhat tense expression which was covered by that friendly grin.
"What is it, Jake? " she asked at last.
"Nothing more than the usual, honey. Don't sweat it." He said with another smile. Bella loved his smiles, they were always those full, genuine smiles that you couldn't help returning.
"So, just Leah and...and Paul being their usual selves, huh?"
He noticed her hesitation before Paul's name and smirked at her, his eyes curious. "What is it with you two? I know you don't like each other, but today something seems different. He won't even talk about you today, normally I can't get him to shut up about how wrong it is for you to be here. Now he won't even back Leah up when she bitched about you. Odd don't you think?"
Bella looked away from him and continued her appraisal of the ocean. A small dismissive shrug lifting her slender shoulders. "How would I know what is going through his mind?" Internally Bella was extremely grateful that Paul hadn't said anything about what had happened between them. Some part of her had thought he would share it all around just to spite her.
She had been preparing what to say to Jacob about why she had so easily fallen into Paul arms. He was her enemy after all. The truth was that she didn't know why she had just turned to mush at his touch. It had been as mind blowing as it had been unexpected.
"I need to go and see Sam. Are you going to come with me?" Jake asked.
Shaking her head, Bella grinned to ease the refusal. "No, I will wait here and just chill. Will you come back soon?"
"Sure sure." Jake agreed before reaching out and pulling her unwilling face towards his.
His lips were warm and a little too insistent. They were also all wrong, not firm enough not rough enough. His scent, although nice, didn't make her hungry deep in the pit of her stomach, as Paul had. His tecnique, although good just wasn't infused with a knowledge of women that Paul had naturally. Bella remained impassive so that when Jacob pulled away he had a small frown etched between his eyes.
As he rose to leave Bella stopped him with hand on his hip. "Does Paul have any kids?" She asked suddenly, curiosity finally getting the better of her.
The frown deepened as Jacob gazed down at her. "No, not that I know of and I mean we are pack brothers...I would know." He said. "Why do you ask?"
Bella shrugged in a casual way. "Just curious."
"This day is just getting weirder and weirder." Jake muttered under his breath as he left.
Bella closed her eyes and sighed as the sound of the ocean crashing along the beach soothed her raggered emotions and made her feel relaxed. Paul was a problem she would sooner forget than dwell on any longer.
If forgetting such a man was even possible.
Bella rose to her feet and absent mindedly began to wander down the beach, along the surf, trying to avoid getting wet but not really caring enough to avoid the water all together. The wind whipped her long hair wildly around her face and body, the strands flicking her eyes and cheeks viciously. Bella ignored it and ambled on her eyes taking in the rolling gray ocean and white foam. A small smile curled the corners of her mouth upwards as she relished the silence and peace, pulling her parka tightly around her body she walked on.
Bella go home.
She froze as the beautiful and velvety voice suddenly curled around her conscious. Her heart stuttered and then beat forcefully in her chest as she realised how far she had come down the beach. She could no longer see the buildings of La Push it's self. Only endless miles of deserted beach ahead and indeed on all sides of her.
Edwards voice had shaken her. He only spoke to her when she was in danger, she knew.
What could the danger be here? This time she felt no pleasure in the lovely voice, fear pulsed through her instead. Bella glanced over her shoulder as she continued to walk, increasing her pace slightly. Suddenly she realised that the hairs on the nape of her neck were standing up, a prickling sensation rippling down her spine.
Someone was watching her.
Bella turned and surveyed the tree line. Her human eyes could see nothing except the dark and impregnable forest on one side and the rolling ocean on the other. Her heart was beating fast now, her breath coming out in shallow pants.
She was scared but she wasn't sure why.
Go back, Bella.
Edwards voice said, fear for her roughening the velvet smoothness. Bella obeyed, walking quickly back towards the town. She followed her own foot steps, eyes flickering back and forth as she walked rapidly. Her eyes widened when she took in the huge foot prints that matched hers almost exactly, dwarfing her earlier steps in size. They were human. Swallowing an enormous lump of fear she doggedly continued walking.
Nearing a darkened embankment she swung wide to avoid the shadowy depths of several small trees lumped together.
"Bella." Her name came drifting to her on the wind causing her to jump and then freeze.
She knew that voice.
Her heart beat picked up even further as she realised who her stalker was.
Paul.
Her gaze scanned the small clump of trees knowing he was there.
Was he angry again?
She shivered and tried to calm her heart with a huge gulp of cold air.
It didn't work.
"Be-lla. " the decadently delicious disembodied voice said again drawing out the syllables of her name sensuously. "Come here, Bella. If you dare..."
She hesitated before following the vocal trail towards the darkest part of the small copse of trees. She knew it was pointless to run anyway.
Her stomach did several nervous flips before butterflies swamped her stomach. They did battle inside her causing her heart to stutter too. Fear tinged her emotions heavily, along with a certain eagerness she would have died if anyone, particularly Paul, had found out about.
She walked hesitantly into the semi darkness, her lower lip now caught between the pearly witness of her front teeth. A deep and feral growl almost made her run, as it dipped and swelled into the damp air around her.
Her senses told her to run but she had long ago learnt to never run from a wild animal.
"Paul?" She asked softly, her wide eyes searching for his massive, muscular form.
She froze as a hot surge of air saturating the top of her head told her that Paul was behind her.
A shiver slid like mercury down her spine curling downwards until it settled like a warm caress between her legs. Bella blushed a deep scarlet as she stood her ground, not daring to turn around.
"Mmm, alone again leech lover. " his sarcastic voice said almost against her hair.
"Why did you follow me?" She whispered her voice annoyingly breathless even to her own ears.
"Now that is a very good question, Bella. " he growled. "Problem is, I'm not so fucking sure of the answer is. "
Strong, vicious fingers spun her around roughly to face him. The sight of his face knocked the air out of her lungs making her gasp loudly. His aquiline, handsome features were fierce with a longing so powerful it was a palpable thing. The wetness clung to his short hair making it shimmer with dark blue lowlights. Chest bare and glistening, his tattoos stood out starkly against his toffee skin. His customary cutoffs were low slung on his lean, narrow hips. Ripped abs were sharply defined right down to the button on the denim. Bella quickly lifted her ogling eyes but found a touch of humour in the dark yellow depths of his eyes. He had obviously seen her not so subtle eye fuck.
Damn.
The color of his eyes told her he was far from in control, the though if an out of control Paul should have scared her silly and yet it did quite the opposite.
Paul felt the hunger explode through his body as the small girl he wanted so desperately eyed his body with more interest than was good for her health. He wasn't good enough for her, but he couldn't seem to keep away. After spending the entire night below her window listening to her sobs fade away to whimpers, he knew that scaring her away yesterday was not going to be enough to keep him away from her.
Nothing could, it seemed.
As soon as he had seen Jacob leave her he had followed her without thought. Trailing her and simply breathing her in. He didn't phase simply because his wolf liked her too much for his liking. Who knew what the fucking moron would do when confronted with Bella Swan alone and vulnerable? Or more to the point what Paul the man would do now that he had her once again at his mercy?
Her scent washed over him now, his nostrils flared, drinking it in deeply in greedy gulps.
Fucking sublimely delicious.
Paul wasn't sure why he had called her. He only knew that he wanted, no, needed to touch her. His guts were tied up in funking knots with the sheer desperate need she made him feel. Lust curled through him, dangerously forceful and he felt his body harden.
She stared up at him with those amazing fucking doe eyes and Paul felt the little control he had slip another notch. Her eyes were so dark, thickly lashed and innocent. Those lips were so full, tempting, lush and moist. That plump lower lip caught between her teeth. That's what had made him growl when she had entered the tree line, the sight of her biting her own lip did indecent things to his body. Shit this wasn't going to be good. Paul had never felt this out of control before - he almost feared for the girl before him.
"Oh little girl, I'm not sure you should have come in here with me. It's not safe." He ground out his voice barely human, it's deep bass dangerously inhuman.
Bell shook at the sound of his voice. He could smell her fear all mixed up with that tempting and delicious arousal.
"I thought you didn't want me. You didn't want to - what was the word? Sully your self with the likes of me, right?" Bella asked lifting her chin defiantly, her words filled with hurt and anger.
A chuckle escaped his chest in a surge of warm air directly into her upturned face. Her eyes almost turned tilt but she stubbornly refused to allow them to.
"I lied." Paul said his voice a decadent rumble across her trembling mouth as he lowered his face towards her upturned one.
A visable shudder wracked her slender frame as he lowered his face still further, his lips now almost touching hers, their breaths mingling. Bella could feel his heat on every inch of her body, it was so intense, it threatened to melt her insides.
At the touch of his mouth on hers a deep trembling began, shaking the very foundations of her world.
Napalm.
Explosive passion drowned them beneath the onslaught as he now kissed her slowly and firmly. A slide of his tongue in between her lips made a moan of pure and unadulterated want fall from her mouth. Paul swallowed it whole and stroked his way deeper inside her welcoming depths. Her sweetness was delicious and mouth wateringly good. He wanted to devour her whole.
Mine. The world drifted on the brink of his mind and he refused to acknowledge it.
Bella whimpered as he stroked his talented tongue along the length of hers, inviting it on a sensual dance as old as time it's self. She attempted to copy his technique but failed. A rumble of approval shook his chest against her hands and he deepened the kiss still further. He sucked her small tongue into his mouth then, making her knees shake dangerously, she was close to collapsing. He held her up effortlessly, as if she weighed nothing at all. Bella hands slid upwards across ridiculously broad shoulders and onto his neck, her timid strokes causing his muscles to jump under his bronze skin. Finally her finger nails scratched at his scalp through his short hair making a deep and totally male moan of longing slide from between their joined mouths.
The reasoning behind both of their issues about why this was wrong, disappeared beneath the onslaught of dangerous and inescapable passion.
Paul huge hands slid over her shoulders and downward to span her waist with ease. Fingers massaging hypnotically as they moved ever closer to their goal. Finally , his hands cupped her tender flesh, thumbs grazing painfully erect nipples causing Bella to cry out as he released her lips to watch her face.
Her eyes fluttered open to find his intense gaze fixed onto her face. A confident smirk pulling his mouth upwards as his magical fingers slid beneath her parka and shirt. Hard, calloused fingers rolled each nipple roughly. She tried to drip her gaze and failed miserably. Her hips thrust again his without conscious violation, a hidden cord strumming her sex deliciously.
"That's it, Princess. " he growled low and dangerous against her ear, while thrusting a thickly muscled thigh between her legs. "Fuck yourself against me. I want to watch as you come undone."
A bright flush if color flooded her face at the slightly dirty words while her body reacted with a surge of wetness between her legs.
"Mmm," he crooned as dark and decadently wicked as chocolate into her ear. "You like me talking dirty to you, little girl."
She shook her head in denial. It was completely pointless because he could smell her arousal. But her pride demanded that she refute his claim.
Paul pushed her down onto the forest floor then. Falling over her, his huge body covering hers completely, pinning her in place. Her slender thighs parted beneath his weight, allowing him deeper access to her pulsing sex. Bella cried out, her voice oddly hushed by the dampness, as Paul achingly hard election came to rest between her thighs. He held himself above her, keeping most of his weight on a single elbow anchored above her head. He allowed just the right amount of pressure against her excited body. That beautifully carved chest grazed her breasts as he claimed her mouth for yet another wild, devouring kiss.
His free hand slid over her denim clad thigh, lifting it higher around his hip as he circled and then thrust his pelvis against her heated flesh. Her breathing sped up as she kissed him harder, as hard as she could her hands pulling his face closer still.
Conscious thought had long since fled. Bella only knew that she wanted Paul desperately. She didn't know exactly what she was asking for, only that she wanted him to be closer than he was, infinitely closer and then closer still.
Paul was desperately trying to reign in his inner beast. The wolf was running rampant, demanding that he claim her now.
Ours, yours, mine. It chanted in his mind as he crushed those velvet soft plump lips beneath his. His teeth lengthened into lupine fangs within his mouth, Bella's fragile tongue grazing them again and again.
Paul slid his free hand along her body until it once again burrowed under her shirt and jacket. Softness, excruciatingly smooth and tempting filled his senses as his hand cupped her plaint flesh with rough precision. Bella moaned again as his merciless fingers plucked and rolled the puckered bud between their iron strength.
He released her mouth, nose skimming her throat as she arched upwards towards the relentless hand that still stroked her hungry body. His teeth ached to sink into her skin, parting the delicate membrane to reveal the flesh below. Paul literally wanted to eat her. Every sweet funcking inch, but that need was tempered by the deep and abiding desire to protect her.
Suddenly resistance disappeared and with a low growl he reached down and tore her jeans, snapping the button clean off and tearing the zipper apart easily. The thick material parted like tissue as he reared back on his haunches to stare at the prone girl beneath him.
Her cheeks were flushed beautifully, the becoming color complimenting the satiny smooth alabaster skin that covered every inch of her. Her wildly tumbled dark brown hair, waved in perfect curls around her face. Bella eyes were languorous and heavy lidded even though he could see the uncertainess deep within them as she shyly returned his stare, even as her lips were parted in shock at the swiftness of his actions.
"I want to see you, Bella. Every inch, just like yesterday, only today I am going to taste all of you on my tongue." Paul stated his voice still much too deep to be human. The words bordering on a deep growl.
The need, deep devouring and all consuming, was confusing in its very intensity. It had always been there hidden beneath the surface between them, both of them denying the possibility of one another for too long now. Bella's broken and bruised heart was filled to breaking point as old scars were healed, sealing the cracks and the holes left by Edward. Her heart pumped so very there in her chest it left her gasping and even more confused as she stared at the enigmatic man above her. He was so beautiful, strong and wonderfully savage. He was everything a man should be and more and yet something told her that he wouldn't agree with her assessment.
Paul was fighting the whirlpool of passion and lust as it scoured his insides leaving them raw. Everything in his life, even Raven, paled in comparison to Bella. He had nothing to give her, he tried to reason with himself. but it didn't matter how he looked at it, Bella seemed to be the center of fucking everything. He knew exactly what cosmic bullshit was at work between them and yet he still didn't want to believe it. It was impossible that he could have anyone whom the gods said was maid for him.
He bent forwards over her and framed her face with steely but gentle hands. "Look at me, Bella. " he demanded.
She did. Her eyes trapping his and holding them and as he drowned in fathomless brown and then he knew.
He had imprinted on Bella fucking Swan.
The leech lover and Jacob Black's love interest.
Fuuuck.
Paul didn't know what to think. His heart was pounding in pure joy at the close proximity to his imprint, his mate, his everything.
So, stunned and generally uncertain, he did what Paul did best.
He widened his knees upon the ground until her naked sex was forced into even deeper contact with his erection. A whimper that went straight to his cock left her mouth as she eyes remained impaled by his.
"I want to have you, Isabella. Can I fuck you?" He asked wickedly as his mouth slid across her cheek and onto her mouth again. "Can i make you mine?" He plunged his tongue into her mouth and groaned at the explosion of sensation that pulsed through his body.
Arousal flooded her body as she shook her head. Her lips now freed as he began a very thorough exploration of her neck. "But we hate each other Paul. I don't understand this...Its crazy and wrong...how can it feel so right?"
A grin spread across his handsome face at her admission, pointed canines fully exposed. "I don't understand either, Bella, but I don't have the strength to fight it right now. Maybe later."
Without another word he went lower still. His very talented lips devouring her skin along her collar bone and onto her breasts. He licked at a stiffened peak and then sucked it into his mouth fully. Suckling harder he plucked at the other peak in a rhythm the strummed a hidden cord deep inside Bella's body.
She melted into him as his hands gripped the center of her shirt, steel fingers ripping the thin fabric easily. The parka was pushed off her shoulders and thrown carelessly onto the damp earth as the wolf and his imprint strained together ecstatically.
Whispered voices seemed to float on the breeze that rustled the leaves overhead. The crashing ocean sounding closer than it was as the air swelled around their entertwined bodies creating an air lock. Paul glanced around searching for a scent to explain the presence he could feel. There was nothing out of the ordinary and yet there was something there, he could hear it and sense it.
Bella hesitant hands touched his cutoffs and he felt his stomach muscles twitch at the light contact, driving all thoughts of a presence out of his mind. His cock strained against the tight confines of the denim demanding release.
He reached down and urged her hands onwards. Helping her release the single button before sliding the zipper down.
Paul's dick sprung out touching the most intimate part of Bella without permeable causing her to gasp and then moan breathlessly. The feel of him was harder than she had imagined - she felt fearful and excited all at once. She reached out and touched his hard length, her small fingers caressing his cock as her eyes remained locked with his. Although she was embarrassed and more than a little shy she was also enthralled by the unimaginable beauty of this enigmatic man. He was all at once tender and savage and he was rapidly overshadowing her heartache and making her feel whole again.
Paul gritted his teeth as Bella stroked his dick with inexperienced hands and a natural curiosity that he found as sexy as hell. Her eyes were filled with shyness and arousal mixed into a mind numbing mixture. He felt strangely hopeful as he experienced Bella's unique brand of trust. She made him believe that maybe, just maybe he could trust this woman and maybe, just maybe he could try and become worthy of her, build a life that she could want to share with him and maybe she could be proud to be with him if he became the man he knew he was supposed to be.
His long hard fingers stroked her virgin opening lightly before probing the wet folds fully. Bella moaned as her eyes slid shut, her eye lashes twitched and fluttered as she rolled voluptuous into his hand.
"Oh god Paul." She whimpered as he invaded her tight pussy fully, thrusting his steel like fingers inside her in a sinful rythm.
"Oh you are so fucking wet for me, sweet Bella. Do you like my fingers inside you fucking you so slowly and deliciously? " he asked his voice heavy with lust his eyes lapping up each and every expression that flickered across her face. His fingers slowed deliberately, his thumb rubbing over her sensitive clitoris as he curled his fingers upward rubbing an unknown place within her.
Bella tossed her head from side to side as the most unexpected sensations flooded her set in motion by his knowing fingers.
"Let go little girl, let me make you come." Paul whispered as he claimed her mouth once again.
Bella's body wound tighter and tighter, moving towards something wild. Paul circled his hand putting pressure on that magical spot within her sex. Suddenly she reached the plateau and cried out her body bowing upwards into Paul. A gush of wetness soaked his hand and cock, a huge shit eating grin twisting his face into a satisfied mask. He slowly replaced his fingers with his dick. Pushing slowly and deliciously into her pulsing pussy. The sensation of being inside her was so much more than he had imagined. It was sublimely fucking wonderful. A cliché as It sounded he felt complete.
A deep whirlpool began between them as Paul thrust into Bella slowly at first before he picked up a sensuous rhythm. Bella's eyes rolled backward into her head as she tried and failed to focus on the man above her. Paul hips moved magically driving them both on towards an explosion. Racing towards a precipice they moved in unison, her pelvis undulating against his, her inexperience disappearing under the force of all consuming lust that pulsed through her entire being. Hands touched and explored each others bodies leaving no area undiscovered. Paul hands tangled into her long hair gripping her fiercely as he felt her orgasm approaching again.
His gruff voice sounded in her ear causing shivers to erupt across her skin. "Come for me, Princess. I want to feel you come on my cock. Look at me." He demanded. Bella's eyes flickered open the deeply fathom less brown limpid with desire. Her small hands framed his face as she gaze into his dark yellow eyes. Her body locked then, spasms racing through her as her sex milked his dick with mind blowing pressure. With a muffled roar he came too, filling her with his essence.
Floating back to earth they lay still entangled. Hands holding each others heads, bodies touching and legs entertwined. Paul leaned down and placed a tender kiss onto her swollen lips. A grin showing as she tried to deepen the kiss again.
A shiver racked her body and Paul immediately pulled out of her before pulling her onto his naked lap. Without the cold ground beneath her she was nice and warm now surrounded by the super heated wolf warmth. Nestling against that perfect chest Bella was stunned and ... happy. Something she hadn't been for so long. Fearfully she raised her face only to find Paul staring at her. A laugh escaped him at her expression.
"I won't go Jeckle and Hyde on you again, Bella." He reassured her while stroking her hair and back. "I think that maybe I was trying to save you from me yesterday."
"But why?" She asked a small frown appearing between her wide eyes. "Is it because I'm not tribe?"
A low growl ruled through his chest at that suggestion. "No. You're perfect Bella Swan. But I am not good enough for you. I have nothing to offer anyone. I'm fucked up, and I have baggage..." he trailed off.
Bella felt a surge of protectiveness as she saw the hopeless expression in his eyes and the dejected slop to his shoulders. It just wasn't right that he felt this way. He was wonderful, amazing and ... Bella eyes widened as she realised what she was thinking.
Oh my god, she liked Paul.
"Paul, you are none of those things. I mean your amazing..." she trailed off blushing furiously. Determinedly she carried on. "By baggage do you mean... Raven?"
His eyes snapped to hers as a wiry smirk twisted his lips. "Yes. Among other shit. I'm not a picture perfect white boy Bella. I'm nothing like fucking Cullen. I'm a screwed up Rez gigolo with a daughter, no pretty house and no white picket fence. "
Bella felt anger as she realised that this was truly how he saw himself. He might have issues, she realised, but she felt that he was so worthy of more.
"Is that why you chased me away?" She asked as she absently traced his firm chin and sensuous mouth.
A nod was his answer as his intense eyes studied each curve and contour of her face.
"I think you deserve something better." He stated firmly. "I just couldn't stay away."
A small, shy smile touched her lips as she met his eyes. "I'm glad do you couldn't. "
Paul snorted at that. "You were scared stiff, little girl."
Lifting her chin she tried to act offended but failed. Her smile widening into a full grin.
"You're pretty scary. But I like it." She said.
At that moment the wind picked up, whistling through the trees and causing Bella to shake violently. Paul frowned and picked her up as he congealed to his full towering height. Reaching down he grabbed her parka and pulled it around her naked shoulders tightly. "Let's get you back to the Rez before you freeze." He said.
She nodded while her teeth began to chatter.
The rest of her clothes were a write off , the tattered remains laying scattered around them. "I will carry you." He said while he set her down for a moment.
Her eyes widened as she took in his subtle retreat away from her. "Paul, what are you..."
"Just don't run, Bella." He informed her grinning, as his whole body began to vibrate.
She watched wide eyed as his body fell forwards onto all fours before he exploded into a creature at least six times his original size. The huge gray wolf crouched before her, tongue rolling non threateningly out of one side of its giant mouth. It looked at if he was grinning.
Bella reached out tentatively to touch the satiny, thick pelt. The wolf wined and shoved his head under her hand before licking her face lovingly.
"I suppose you want me to get on?" She asked her voice an undignified squeak. Knowing that the boys on the Rez turned into giant wolves and actually seeing it for yourself were two very different things she now realised. Although she wasn't scared of him she knew he could be terrifying.
A dip of the huge head confirmed her suspicions - he wanted her to ride him.
After a moments hesitation she walked to his side and swung a single leg over the huge back before her. It was as wide as a horse's back just far more furry. Her Fingers naturally found purchase among the long fur, tangling in it as if it was a handle. Paul the wolf rose up slowly to his full height and glanced back at her, tongue still rolling out of that massive mouth.
"Yes, I'm ready." She replied the unspoken question.
Without permeable the wolf took off down the beach. Wind whipped by her as her mount made no sound along the sandy shore. Icily cold but determined to enjoy this unusual ride, Bella clung to his back and smiled widely.
Soon she realised that Paul was taking a shortcut through the undergrowth towards his own house.
She was glad for that: bumping into Jacob wasn't something she wanted to do half naked on Paul's back.
Once at the back of the small wooden house, Paul lowered himself onto the ground to alow her to dismount. Bella did so stiffly. She was so cold her fingers and toes seemed to be numb. Paul phase back seamlessly, from wolf to human in a shimmer of the air. He took her hand and led he towards his home. Bella's hand curled around his, loving the feel of his skin against hers. Together they went inside.
Once inside Paul dropped her hand and went to light the firewood placed inside the grate.
She sat on the single chair, huddled in on herself.
Paul lifted his head and sniffed the air and then a noise outside had Paul tensing, a feral growl escaping his throat.
'Stay here." He ordered Bella as he strode towards the door.
Pulling on a spare pair of cutoffs on the table, he wrenched the door open. Bella stood up and followed at a distance, pausing just inside the door. What she saw made her heart freeze in fear.
Jacob, Leah, Sam and Embry stood out side while Paul went to face them. Jacob snarled as soon as he saw Paul walking forward and pushing him backwards violently.
"I knew that there was something fucking going on. You just couldn't keep your fucking filthy hands off of her, could you?" Jacob growled facing Paul almost nose to nose.
"Chill Jacob." Sam ordered.
Jacob ignored him and pushed Paul again.
Paul was several inchs taller than Jacob, the height difference becoming obvious now that they were facing off.
"You have no claim on her, Black." Paul sneered, his face condescending and nasty.
"She is my fucking girlfriend you bastard! " Jacob snarled.
"What were you thinking, Paul? Bella? Really? You of all people hate her more than I do!" Leah said stepping forwards to confront her friend and pack mate.
"I was wrong." Paul admitted his face softening for a fraction of an instant before icing over once again. "I don't hate her at all. It was just my natural inclination to fight anything that would change my life, that made me think I hated her. We found out yesterday that we have something between us."
"You seduced her you disgusting prick! She is just an innocent girl. She doesn't understand the sick fucking games you play with a different chick every week." Jacob spat.
"It isn't like that between us." Paul denied.
"How is it?" Sam asked stepping up and placing a staying hand on each of their chests.
"I want to be different for her." Paul admitted.
They all stared at him in silence. The answer was just so unlike the brash, cocky Paul they all knew that they were at first stunned into silence.
Embry grinned then as he watched his friends face closely. "You imprinted, dude." He said with total conviction.
A ghost of a smile touched Paul mouth before vanishing. "Yes." He said quietly.
"Well that changed everything." Sam said a slow smile stretching his handsome face beautifully. "Why didn't we see it, when you were phased just now?"
"I've gotten real good at hiding certain thoughts, I guess. I didn't really want to share...you know...Bella and...everything." Paul said, for once seeming embarrassed.
"You mean you guys fucking?" Embry snarked mischievously.
"Shut the fuck up Embry! The imprint changes nothing! Don't you see? Imprint or no, this bastard isn't good enough for her and he never will be." Jacob said hate and jealousy twisting his features into an ugly mask.
"A wolf will always be good enough for his inprint . The gods made the imprinting bond so that wolves could find their perfect mate." Embry said.
"Bullshit, he's the one fucking exception to that rule. He is a worthless piece of shit. " Jacob spat pushing Paul yet again.
A snarl of pure rage vibrate out of Paul's chest, which seemed to swell to massive proportions as he glared at Jacob. "Im all for feebies, but the next time you fucking push me you will pay for it with your life, baby alpha."
"Silence!" Sam ordered, still not an alpha order but highly effective none the less.
Bella watched her heart pounding in her chest. She hated how they all seemed to assume that Paul wasn't good enough for her. And she wondered at the thing they called imprinting. What was it?
"You are not good enough for her Paul, you know It. Step aside and let her chose!" Jacob asked. "She sure as hell won't chose a loser like you!"
Bella couldn't take it any longer, pulling on a pair or sweats she found over the back of the chair she had sat on earlier she she hurtled out of the door and went to stand next to Paul.
"Bella." Sam nodded in greeting, as he casually sniffed the air around her making Bella frown slightly; what was with the sniffing?
She chose to ignore the pained glance Jake sent her and the venomous one leveled at her by Leah. Embry gave her a small smile in greeting, something in his face made her see him as a friend.
"Don't listen to them Paul. I don't know what this all means between us and i have no idea what 'imprinting' is, but I want to find out...I ... I want you." She said her voice quivering as she reached out an unsteady hand to touch his arm. Her pale delicate fingers rested over the top of the tribal tattoo which covered his whole arm. The difference in their skin tones a beautiful thing.
The vibrating which had still shaken his body ceased at her touch. He eyed her, gaze raking over beautiful features and lovely hair before he seemed to reach a decision.
"They are right though." He ground out through clenched teeth. "I am not worthy of you. Or any decent woman for that matter. I was fucking stupid to even think that this could work."
He backed away from her, his dark angry eyes oddly apologetic as they bored into her wide brown ones, each step he took was taking him further and further away before he turned and phased on the fly, scraps of denim floating down around the huge silver gray wolf. It glanced at her one more time before running into the woods behind his house.
Bella stared after him, her heart extremely heavy, her whisper carrying to him on the breeze; " Paul..."
A/N: Please review.
