Title: Heated to 100 Degrees.
Author: Mary
Claim (or Fandom): Twilight Saga.
Characters Involved: Usual pairings - Edward/Bella, Alice/Jasper, Carlise/Esme - Emmett/Rosalie (until the wolf imprints him). Emmett/OFC
Disclaimer: Don't own them. Characters, settings etc - copyrighted to Stephenie Meyer.
Rating: R.
Summary: Being a werewolf isn't what people think its like. We actually have control ... unless the rage comes on. Andrea Davenport is a new student - three weeks after Bella arrives, not just that but she's a wolf who doesn't know the rules. However, she's not a threat much like the rest of her kind tends to be towards the vampires.
Warning: Adult Situation arises.
"She imprinted on him Edward! She IMPRINTED on my Emmett!" Rosalie had to be kept outside like some wild animal on the hunt. I wasn't too impressed and strange how Alice said to me that she didn't feel like I was even afraid.
Rosalie maybe a vampire but wolves can rip you limb from limb; we have massive teeth and massive claws. Beat that. I dare you. Jasper had Emmett in another room of the house. Because imprinting on someone else's mate or something was bad enough ...on someone else who's a vampire and married - seems to be a lot worse. "Go home Rosalie. What's done is done." I wasn't eavesdropping on their conversation. The window was open and Alice had me upstairs at the end of the hall.
They wanted us apart and I can't undo the imprint either. I could however ... quit school and run back east where all my friends were. I'd be lucky not to even be followed if I did that. Imprinting was a serious matter. Albeit with a wolf around, Alice had a hard time seeing things clearly but when Edward came back inside - I stayed upstairs and she went down to speak with him in the kitchen. They were speaking in whispers and I didn't want to listen or even try to think of what the plan was.
I was a prisoner in my own home. Not for long. I closed my hand around my car keys and walked into my father's home office. Just like I was pacing around with nothing better to do. Dropping to the ground and trying not to even make a sound, I made it into the garage and drove off. Hell be damned if I got a ticket for speeding, I just wanted to get away from the house. They'd follow I imagine - speedy devils they were but the engine roared to life as I slammed the gas pedal to the floor and continued speeding. I was going north and at this rate ... the black jaguar was becoming a blur in reality.
I just wanted out.
I had made it all the way out of Forks and continued that way, luckily I had my wallet and cellphone with me. Just in case my parents called and wanted to know where I was. Bad news was, when my phone rang some hours later and I was having dinner at a roadside dinner ... it was Edward. Alice couldn't figure out where I was going because I didn't know. All the more reason to stay away.
I just wanted OUT.
"Too late for that." He told me. "What's done is done." I heard him say, it made me growl. I turned off my phone before he could say anymore, in the background I heard Jasper arguing with Emmett about not taking the phone. What had I done? I was tearing a family apart.
Maybe now was the time to consider early college enrollment. For the love of mother earth, my parents would do it if I begged enough. What choice did I have? None. I paid my check and headed across the street to where I was staying at some 3-star roadside dive for the next few nights. I had my laptop and it had wireless. I was good.
That was until it was 4 am and I heard the familiar sound of a jeep pulling in. Damn it! I had been found! And I couldn't answer the door either! I was wearing NOTHING, yeah I sleep naked because in clothes since the change makes it too hard. So I called the front desk and when Emmett charged inside - the manager stopped him and questioned why he was there. That's when the greasy little man gave him the key to the room I was in.
Somehow I was glad I couldn't have children. Last year's physical to my regular OB/GYN and we discovered I'm a barren wasteland! My parents weren't as happy as I was. I didn't want kids. Ever.
I can hear the lock click when the key twists inside the doorknob, and really I'm shocked my heart isn't hammering inside my chest already. The room is a little colder than humans can handle, because when I'm nervous sometimes ... I sweat bullets and this was keeping me under control. "Andrea?"
I twitched a little from under the covers when he said my name like that, hearing the door close behind him as he approached the bed. My hand rose from under the bed covers and the flash of flesh is all he saw in the very dark room. "You're naked under there aren't you?"
"Does that explain why the room feels like a freezer?" I quipped as he sat down on the end of the bed. I could hear him smelling the air and felt his body move above the comforter. Now he was laying back against the head board, even if his body was pointed elsewhere ... his eyes were on me. For all the years I slept with my hair up, I was thankful it was down to sitting up in one quick motion wasn't a problem the second I did it. The streaks of red and silver in my hair were showing again, the rest of my hair was dark brown ... almost black.
"Where did those streaks come from?" He leaned forward but kept from touching my hair, trying to see the streaks without actually touching me.
"Don't know. Found them in my hair the night after my first change." I turned my head some to glance over my shoulder towards him, he was a lot closer now and it didn't feel strange at all. I didn't even feel the cold much, my legs were still under the bed covers so I was half-covered and still felt warm no matter what. Like a damn oven left on all day and night.
If you asked me before I moved to Forks if I wanted this - I would have told you you're crazy and beyond help. It was a strong, strange pull I felt to just want to climb on top of him and make him scream my name instead of Rosalie's. Something was stopping me, besides him being dressed and he'd end up smelling like death mixed with wolf ... I had more control than I could think about.
Damn.
So much for control though because I literally threw caution to the wind, my head whipped around quickly and since he was indeed so close to me now. Our lips crashed together and never before have had I felt a surge of electricity take me over. The big bear really wasn't mine and I had imprinted on him ... but he was mine now.
There was a growl suddenly and it wasn't me - it was him. He rolled so that I would be under him and I stared up at him, eyes locked as he stripped off his clothes. He stopped when he got to his boxers, why? Because he could smell it. It wasn't fear I was projecting - it was my I'm barren and I hadn't been a virgin for almost half a year. Because my first actual boyfriend ... pretended to love me enough and then left me. "What?" I asked as he leaned forward to sniff at my neck.
"That...what is that smell?" He growled again and dragged his teeth against my neck; I couldn't help but shiver - not because I was scared ... but because I liked it.
Blinking at his question, I understood what he meant but I was almost afraid to answer. "Can you read thoughts?" He blinked at my question and here's another thing I can do ... some strange gift ... I can implant my OWN thoughts into other people's heads. "Nevermind..." Whispering, I rested my hands against the sides of his neck and pressed his forehead to mine. The instant my eyes closed, the connection was made - our minds linked and I dug deep into my own memory.
Hearing the words of my OB/GYN with my parents in the exam room - She's barren, Mrs. and Mr. Davenport. That's why she asked for this test ... she wanted to know if in the future she could carry children. The look of defeat on my parents' face - the sadness they projected during the car ride home, quickly I opened my eyes and pulled away from him. "What are you worried about then?" His head tilted at me as he sniffed my neck again, growling softly.
"Nothing actually..." My eyebrows furrowed and I dug my hands into his sides, he growled again just before he removed his boxers and slid into me. I didn't gasp - because it didn't hurt and oddly enough, even with how big he was? It may have been a while but instead of being tense right now I was too relaxed. Even as he pounded - relentlessly might I add - into me, the bed creaked beneath us as I growled and groaned for more ... it didn't hurt. I wasn't NUMB to pain ... and I wasn't ignoring it either, I could feel it but in small doses. Strange I know. I seem to have a high tolerance for pain.
I asked him to pin my hands above my head, because I have this tendency to CLAW things ... even my own bed coverings when I sleep. He oblidged me and kept pounding into me even as I squirmed beneath him. It was not so sudden though and somehow I made sure of it, holding myself back from reaching the edge. That was until I heard the scream break through me just as I reached the edge, spilling out as he spilled in. The breathing was labored and heavy as I calmed down, thanks to the AC unit still being on ... no sweat appeared but my skin still glistened. "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine," My voice came out raspier than usual and I closed my eyes as he slid out and put his boxers back on. Pulling me under the covers with him, I curled my form to his and stared out into the darkness of the room. This was it then ... war was coming to me in my own way ... Rosalie would try to end my life. I heard myself thinking and closed my eyes, Edward's voice from far away entered my head because I allowed him to hear me. It won't come to that Andrea, I'll speak to Carlise and Esme for you. I know it will be hard, but after tonight ... stay away from Emmett. That hurt to hear it, a single tear rolled down my cheek as I acknowledged a different KIND of pain ... emotional and it was already tearing me apart.
Before it actually happened ... I heard the buzzing in the pocket of Emmett's jeans and turned my head towards the floor. "Your phone," I remarked and he leaned down to answer it. It was Carlise and he needed to speak with Emmett in private, so he had to leave. I let him without saying much more than goodnight. Edward appeared moments later after I had bathed and dressed again, I let him into my head to try and calm my mind down.
It worked. For now.
Night turned into day. Edward followed me home and by the time I got there? My parents were already gone to work. Alice had told them I had spent the night at their house and they bought it. "What happens now?" I asked, sounding distant and confused as I walked up the stairs to my bedroom to change my clothes and re-apply the lotion for my forearms.
"Esme is taking Emmett to Alaska, He'll be staying there with some friends and the school is going to be told he has mono." He followed me up the stairs and stayed in the hallway, "He'll try to call."
"I won't answer." Exiting my room, I was dressed in boot-cut jeans and a black 3/4" sleeved shirt. He looked at me and handed me my hair brush. "Oh, thanks." Disappearing into the bathroom ... I brushed my hair and stared into the mirror. "Do you need a ride?"
"No, thank you." Watching as he left the house, I sunk to the floor almost instantly and stared at the wall. Hells Bells.
