I do not own Twilight! All rights and characters go to and are owned by Stephenie Meyer.
A/N: Okay, You want lemons! You'll get lemons in this story. Just remember they will be both M/F and M/M. With how I'm going to have the story play out. Also to all readers this is my first attempt at writing lemons so be gentle with me.
I have no Beta! It's just me.
Karma
The Meeting
(PPOV)
Patrol passed by quickly without anything really happening it was fucking boring especially since I wanted desperately to take out my anger out on a fucking leech. The idea of ripping apart a leech as a way to release all my pent up anger was a sadistically pleasing thought. Unfortunately imprinting is a bitch! The fact that I had to keep my mind occupied because if it was left to wonder it went straight to my blue eyed hunk of an imprint John.
Fan-fucking-tastic!
Wait! Did I just think he was a hunk? Fuck!
I wanted to vomit when I actually started fantasizing about him without a shirt on. Damnit! Just focus on patrolling, focus on fucking patrolling Paul! Fuck! Thoughts of John and me in very dirty actions pleased my inner wolf and made my skin crawl at how much I wanted it! Fucking imprinting! It's a fucking curse!
"I hope I never see that fucker again! He royally fucked up my life!" I roared out. Then I felt the pull around my heart causing me pain. A lot of pain as my wolf growled in rage at that thought!
"Don't worry Paul, I mean if he moved away that means you get your wish and you'll never see him again." Embry informed me. My wolf and I let out a whimper at that. I fucking whimpered at the thought of never seeing John again. Fucking imprinting! I don't even know the little fucker! Great more pain from the god damn imprinting and regret for thinking ill of him!
"Dear God, make the pain stop! This shit fucking hurts!" I wined out.
"Sorry Paul, that's imprinting for you and the pain you feel will only go away when you're with your imprint." Jared tried to comfort me and his attempt fucking sucked. I just let out a sigh. I was just to worn-down to make a rude comment so I just went for something simple.
"Thanks fuck up, I feel so much better now." Hey, that's not a rude comment to me. I could tell Jared was about to think up some sort of fucking witty remark when we felt someone phase in.
"Embry, you and me are going to be patrolling until 1:00 am tonight and that means Jared and Tinkerbell here can go home and rest." Leah gave us the okay to phase back and be done with patrols for the rest of the day. Wait! Tinkerbell?
"What the fuck is this Tinkerbell shit Leah?" I growled out at her.
"Well you're a fairy now hence the name Tinkerbell and the fact that you're going to be my only gay friend rightly justifies my new name for you." Leah snickered out with a wolfish grin spread across her face. Fucking bitch!
"I don't know why you're so happy about this I mean you could easily imprint on a girl." It's true she could.
"Well at least I won't have to take up the ass like you will! That is if your imprint ever comes back." Leah said a smug expression formed on her wolf face.
"Fucking bitch!" I screamed out, right before I phased back to human form so I couldn't hear Leah's bitchy and most definitely witty remark.
I was sick of this shit and Leah's comments so I simply started to walked straight to my hell of a home that has been my prison and my own personal hell for sixteen years. Once I had turned into a wolf I thought that I could just leave this hell hole and get on with my life. Truth is I was planning on doing just that but then my mother would be left alone with that thing of a father. All he really is to me is nothing more than a sperm donor. So I stayed and continued to live in my prison of a home to protect my mother from the sperm donor's drunken rage.
I was about half way to my house when I spotted Cindy Morton the slut of La Push High School. She maybe a slut but she was a hot slut and she was known to be a good fuck when needed jogging towards me. I smirked to myself I was in need of a good stress release after today's events and I knew for a fact she would be more than willing to give it to me. So I decided to just wait and relax on a nearby tree until she was just a little bit closer.
"Hey Paul, What are you doing out here?" Cindy asked in what I would assume was suppose to be her sexy voice as she started to come to a complete stop in front of me.
"Just hanging around, ya know. Just trying to kill some my spare time. Unless you know of a better way to pass the time?" I said with my signature smirk crossing my lips.
"Oh well, just so you know doing exorcises helps me pass the time." Cindy flirted with me as her own smile playing on her lips. Is that so pose to be seductive? Whatever I just need a good fuck.
"Well if that's the case. I know of an exorcise we would both enjoy." I stated pulling out some of the charm. No need to go all out for this slut.
My inner volatile wolf roared out in disgust and anger at the unbelievable thought of mating with someone who is not his mate when he had found him.
I quickly reminded him that our mate had moved away from us and that we would probably never see him again. Pain and disappear hit use both at the thought but that got my wolf to shut up and let me do what the fuck I wanted to do.
I grabbed Cindy by the waist and pulled her flat against my bare chest as our lips connected with one another's.
My wolf wanted nothing to do with this; he wanted to remain loyal to his mate and because of this Cindy's appearance and the scent of her arousal wasn't turning me on in the slightest. I was still completely limp.
Fuck! I would not be known as a guy who couldn't get it up!
I could tell that my inner wolf was enjoying my plight but lucky for me I was with a slut and said slut knew how to treat a body. Cindy was touching me in all the right places which allowed me to stand tall and proud as my wolf cursed the traitorous body of mine.
I lifted up her tank top to expose her breasts as I took one of her nipples into my mouth and used my right hand to play with the other one not wanting her to feel that I had neglected it. With the attention I was giving her, Cindy was on cloud nine as she threaded her fingers through my hair moaning my name with a string of curse words attached to it. I slide my free hand down into her sport pants as my fingers pushed into her heated core.
"God…you're so wet for me." I muttered into her breast as I playfully bite down on her nipple earning me a loud moan for my actions. I smirked at this.
"Fuck…Paul!" Cindy screamed as I fucked her with my fingers. Curving my fingers I was able to hit her G-spot earning me another pleasured filled scream. Damn this bitch was loud!
"Please…please Paul! Please…I…I…need more!" Cindy moaned out and that was all I needed to hear. Quickly turning her around, I pulled down her pant and panties until they were resting around her ankles and spread her legs apart. I enjoyed the view of her being bent over in front of me, I pulled out my big fat dick which was painfully hard I might add and positioned myself at her entrance as my wolf begged for me to stop but I didn't listen to him and with on thrust I filled her completely to the hilt.
"So wet!" I barked out as I started to thrust into her hard and rough, just the way I liked it.
"Oh…F-Fucking! God! Paul…Faster…Faster Paul!" Cindy pleaded and I happily obliged to her request. I thrust vigorously into her as I felt my release approaching me.
"Paul!" Cindy cried out as her inner walls clamped down around my dick and that was it! I was done. I kept thrusting into her as I grunted my release letting her pussy milk me as I road my orgasm to its fullest. Once my breathing went back to normal I put back on my cut offs and turned to face Cindy.
"Thanks Cindy, I needed that!" I said with a smile returning to walking back to my house and leaving her a breathless mess on the forest floor. The wolf in me was horrified at what I had just done. The both of us were hit with guilt about being disloyal to John.
Thank you imprinting! You stuck up ass!
I quickly reasoned with myself and my wolf that John was long gone and we did not betray him in any way, shape, or form. That was able to put the wolf at ease just a little bit anyway but he was clearly still upset with me.
So I quickened my pace, wanting to get home as soon as possible. Why? I don't really know why. It was just a feeling.
The house came into view after a few more minutes of walking and I was able to see mom waiting by her old pickup truck for me. When I got close enough to the truck I noticed two duffle bags in the bed of the truck. Once my mom noticed me her face lit up like the fourth of July.
"Paul, you ready to move out of this nightmare and away from that thing of a man?" Mom asked with hope I her eyes that we were so close to freedom.
"Hell Yeah!" I was my immediate response as a huge smile that could light up the night. My smile faded a little when I saw that mom getting into the truck with only the two duffle bags.
"Is this all we're bringing?" I couldn't help but question her.
"No Paul, Chris and his son came by earlier today and already moved our things; the duffle bags that are in the bed are just our cloths." Mom giggled out. I couldn't help but smile she hasn't been this happy in years.
I quickly followed my mom's lead and hopped into the truck, we drove for about 30 minutes until I realized we driving down to Sam's place. Mom made a left onto an old dirt road and a little while later our new home came into view. It was a two story house and it looked really old yet new at the same time. How the fuck is that possible?
"Paul" Mom called out drawing my attention to her.
"Yeah mom?" I asked.
"Chris's son is going to be sharing the second floor of the house with you." She said with a smile. I only nodded then the name hit me like a ton of bricks. I'm going to be sharing a room? What am I five? No way! God wouldn't be that curl and hateful.
"Chris's son? Second floor?" I questioned her and then she glanced at me quickly then back to the road with an excited grin at the information she had.
"Yes, Chris's son. Oh Paul, he's so sweet you're just going to get along so well I can tell. Oh and for the second floor is where you two will be sharing like I said before, the size of it is about the size of a small apartment you have your own bathroom of coarse and there will be stares connecting the room to the first floor that will exit into the kitchen." Mom all but rushed out giving me a ruff detailed image of my new room that I'll be sharing with Chris's son.
"Oh Paul before I forget the second floor of the house is sound proof. So you can practice on your drums and guitar all you want. Please just be mindful of Chris's son, he's going to be sharing the room with you." Mom informed me. Hmm a sound proof room, oh all the fun times I can have!
My wolf did not approve of that train of thought unless it would be with my imprint; I had to remind him that John will never be coming back. This fact brought so much pain and despair to me it was unreal.
Fucked up imprinting!
Fucked up fate!
The truck pulled up to our new house and I glanced out the window to see Chris waiting for us on the front porch but I didn't see his son. Mom and I exited the truck as Chris grabbed the duffle bags as we headed towards the front door as the smell of steak and mushrooms hit me. My mouth was watering just from the smell and it smelled better then Emily's and the leech lovers combined and believe me that's saying something.
"So what my new roomies name anyway?" I sneered out.
"Claire didn't tell you?" Chris asked as he turned to look at mom who simply looked at her feet to avoid his gaze as a blushed crossed over her face at the fact that she forgot to tell me his name as we entered through the front door.
"Nope, so what's his name?" I asked again and I was getting clearly annoyed.
"My son's name is John." Chris said as he made his way towards the smell of the food was strongest the kitchen I presume as my heart stopped at the name.
To be continued…