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Chapter 4 - An indecent proposal

BPOV

Bella groaned as she woke up. The dreams she was having nightly, was making her exhausted and frustrated. She had never experienced a need like this in her life. She needed a proper release. Since Paul had imprinted on her, she kept having dreams of them having the hottest, wildest sex. Anywhere and everywhere. Her bed, her couch, the floor, even the fucking kitchen table. The hottest was when he took her against the front door. She would dream that he just barged in, ripped her clothes off and fucked her right there, against the door.

And then an idea hit her. Why couldn't they just have sex, without strings attached. He probably needed it just as bad as she did, considering he couldn't get it from anyone else anymore. It didn't mean that they would accept the imprint, it would just mean that both of them could get rid of their sexual tension together. She wasn't one to be so nonchalant about sex, considering she was still a virgin, but god, this frustration had to end. It had gotten to the point where she was just so snappy and irritated constantly. Even Charlie asked if she was okay. What was she supposed to tell her father? No Dad, I'm not fine. Only a good, hard fuck would help right now.

Bella got into the shower and quickly washed. She had made up her mind. She was going to seek Paul out and present him with her proposal.

BPOV

Bella's heart hammered in her chest where she sat in her car, in front of Paul's house. "It's now or never," she said under her breath and got out of her car. Before she even reached the porch, Paul appeared at the front door. Bella felt like there was an invisible tug in her chest that only let up whenever she got close to Paul. This made her relax a little.

"What do you want?" Paul asked as he eyed her exposed legs a little longer than was necessary.

Bella self-consciously tugged at her shorts and took a calming breath. "Can we talk inside?"

"If we really have to." he grumbled but held the door open for her to enter. Paul followed behind her, closed the door and took a seat on the couch opposite her.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" he asked sarcastically.

"I'm going to be blunt." Bella spoke confidently. "I think we should have sex."

"Ha!" Paul barked. "Funny."

"I'm serious. Ever since the imprint, I can't stop thinking of sex. I can't control this need I have. And since you can't have sex with anyone else, I thought this might be the perfect solution for both of us. No strings attached." There, she'd said it. She was proud of herself for not stuttering or stumbling over her words. Not even a blush.

"There is not a fucking chance in hell." Paul said angrily jumping up.

"Fine. Suit yourself." Bella got up and headed for the front door, walking past a sneering Paul, keeping her head up. She was not going to let herself feel embarrassed at his rejection. She was sure she could find someone else who was willing to help her with her predicament. She had only made this offer to Paul, because she thought it could help him out as well.

She opened the front door slowly, to leave, but Paul pushed it closed from behind her.

He sighed. "Okay, Swan. Fine."

And for the first time since she set her foot on Paul's property, she felt awkward. What now? Do they do it now? Should she start taking her clothes off? Or was he going to fuck her at another time? Was he waiting for her to make the next move?

But for once, Paul wasn't being a dick. He slowly moved her hair from her shoulder and placed his scorching hot lips against the skin on her neck. His hot breath fanned over her shoulder, giving her goosebumps. He pulled her flush against him and she was sure that Paul could hear her heart hammer against her chest. His skin was impossibly hot, almost burning her through her shirt.

Paul sniffed the air. "Mmm, so, is that all it takes to arouse you?"

Bella blushed profusely and slapped his arm. She ventured a peek up into his eyes. She was pleased to find only lust. No disgust, no anger, no judgement. Just pure, uncontained lust. God, this must have been just as hard for him these past few weeks.

Bella yelped as Paul scooped her up into his arms. "Let's go to bed." he said in a husky voice that only seemed to turn Bella on even more.

PPOV

I need this, oh good god I need this, Paul thought as he carried Bella to his bed. Even if it was with her, his virgin vamp tramp imprint.

Paul supposed it wouldn't be that bad. This was his first virgin though. The girls who usually threw themselves at him, were all more than experienced. At least he had learned a few things form Quill and Jared, thanks to the pack mind. Sky and Kim were both virgins when Quill and Jared had imprinted and Paul had an good idea of what to do.

He lay Bella gently on the bed. He would take it slow for her first time. If he showed her how good it felt to fuck, their arrangement might just help them both out.

He slowly pressed his lips to hers and pulled her close to him. She quickly responded by allowing him entrance to her mouth. But fuck, he never expected the heat that exploded inside him. The sheer need, no, hunger that overtook him would surely be the death of him. It took every ounce of control not to rip her clothes off and just fuck her into oblivion. Christ, he never new that he could feel this desperate. She was trouble, he knew that now. But fuck if he cared. Paul released Bella's lips to catch his breath and moved his lips down her neck, licking and biting all the way down to her covered breasts.

"Off with this," he panted, "get it off." He tugged at her shirt and pulled it over Bella's head as she lifted her arms up. The sight of her milky white breasts almost spilling over her bra cups made him lose it. He tore the bra clean off of her body and took a perfect pink peak of flesh into his mouth. He sucked hard, causing Bella to practically convulse beneath him as she screamed his name. A slight bite at her nipple caused Bella to buck her hips into him.

"You're so greedy, Trouble. And oh so responsive. Oh the things I could do to you. "

BPOV

How was it possible that he could elicit such feelings of need and lust from her. She thought for sure that she was going to lose her mind with need. He tugged her pants down, leaving her bare, with only a thin piece of white lace to separate them.

Paul dipped his head to where heat and arousal were pooling under Bella's lace panties and grazed his teeth against her oversensitive flesh. An involuntary moan escaped her lips and she could feel him smile against her. He slipped one finger under the lace and ran it up her slick folds once, twice and then he plunged his finger into her. He teased her body, moving his finger in and out, then adding a second finger and soon she felt a pressure starting to build inside of her. But before she new it , his lips were on her weeping flesh, licking and sucking her clit, all the while, continuing the slow torture with his fingers and still holding her panties to one side. She was so close now, she could feel it. Paul seemed to realize it too, because he flicked his tongue over her clit and gently bit down, causing her to spiral down into an whirlwind of pleasure. She wasn't sure what she was saying, or if she was screaming, but as she came down from her high, she realized that her throat felt raw.

Paul stood up and swiftly removed his shorts, only for her to realize that he went commando. But then real fear struck Bella as her mind registered the sheer size of Paul's cock.

"Oh my god, no! Paul, it will never fit. There is just no way." Bella said and bit her lip. Such a shame that this was were their sexual encounter would end, because he sure new his way around the bedroom.

"Don't worry, Trouble. You'll stretch to accommodate me. Trust me." Paul sneaked back onto the bed and started to kiss the insides of her thighs.

"Are you on birth control or do I need to use a condom?"

"No it's fine, I'm on the pill."

"Good girl." He whispered as his lips explored the soft flesh of her stomach, leaving goosebumps in it's wake. His hands found her breasts and started kneading and tugging. Bella bucked her hips against him. She needed to feel him inside of her, despite the fact that he might tear her in half. "Please," she begged him.

That was all it took. Paul tore her white lace panties from her body with one sharp tug and kneeled between her legs, his cock close to her entrance. She felt him dip his head into her gently and pull back. He repeated this a few times, teasing her flesh, teasing her.

"Ready?" he asked, stroking his cock up and down her slick folds and looked into her eyes, as if to make sure that she still wanted this.

"Yes," she breathed. "Please." She almost begged again.

And with one swift move, he was sheathed deeply inside of her.

Bella hissed in pain as he broke through the tiny piece of flesh that was her innocence. Paul stilled his movements, giving her time to adjust. Bella shifted her hips, trying to adjust to the pain. She enjoyed this new feeling of being filled. In her life, she would never have imagined herself in this situation with Paul and him being the one who took her virginity.

Paul kept his eyes trained on hers, waiting for her to give the go ahead. The burning was slowly starting to subside and she lifted her hips up towards his, to show him that she was ready. He gently started to move in and out of her, each thrust becoming harder and deeper.

"Fuck, Bella, ugh your so deliciously tight." He said as he started to move at a relentless pace, causing the now familiar feeling of pressure to build inside of her again. Bella moaned and tried to tell Paul to keep going. To tell him how good it felt, but her words came out jumbled.

Paul lifted her legs over his shoulders and thrust even deeper. Bella really didn't want this incredible feeling to end, and she really tried to hold out, but her orgasm pulled her under without warning, and Bella clamped down on Paul's cock, her orgasm going on and on without signs of ending.

That was all it took for Paul, and he shouted a string of jumbled curse words as he shot his hot load into her.

They were both still connected as they tried to slow their breathing. "That was-" Bella was at a loss for words.

"Fucking insane." Paul completed her sentence for her.

"Yeah," Bella said and winced as Paul pulled out of her.

"Sorry," he said and got up. He held his hand out to her, to help her up.

As Bella headed for the bathroom, she noticed that his cum had started leaking down her leg. It was tinged red, from what she assumed was her blood. She hurried to the bathroom to clean up, which took longer than expected. Her legs felt weak and wobbly, so she steadied herself against the basin. It was only now that she started to notice Paul's beautiful bathroom. Her bathroom at home looked a lot similar. There were no feminine touches though, but it looked neat and clean.

A knock at the door startled her. "You okay in there, Trouble?" came Paul's voice. How weird of him to be concerned. Maybe he was just anxious for her to get going.

She opened the door. "Yeah, I'm fine."

He stood there in all his naked glory, hand against the door jamb and suddenly she felt shy, standing there, completely exposed in front of him. She quickly straightened her shoulders. For god sake. They just had sex. He'd tasted all of her. She would not be shy or ashamed. He obviously wasn't. Bella ducked under his arm and confidently strut back to his room. She was not going to let him think he had some sort of power over her. She retrieved her clothes, leaving her bra on the floor, because, let's face it, he'd shredded it. She had found her pants and shirt, but for the life of her she couldn't find her panties. She knew they were shredded too, but she wasn't going to just leave it there. Where the hell were they? After another two minutes of searching, she gave up on finding her panties and just put on her clothes.

"Thought you might be thirsty," Paul said as she entered the living room. He handed her a bottle of water.

"Thanks," she said and took a big gulp of water. She eyed the living room. Spacious, with lots of windows. A flat screen was mounted against the wall and below it stood a big cabinet, which she supposed, could be a TV stand, if the TV wasn't already mounted against the wall. Dark brown leather couches were arranged in a box shape in front of the television, with a sleek glass coffee table in the middle, on a plush rug.

White linen curtains billowed as wind blew in from every open window in the room, filling the space with the freshest of air.

Bella took another sip of her water and turned to find Paul watching her with that unreadable expression of his.

"What?" Bella asked.

"Nothing, just thinking we should do this again, soon." he said and drained the rest of the water left in his bottle.

"So I guess little virgin wasn't that much of a let down in bed as you expected?" Bella spoke boldly.

"Meh," he said and shrugged his shoulders, but his expression told her otherwise.

"Oh my god, you liar." Bella smirked and walked up to him. In her very best attempt at seduction, she traced a finger down his muscular chest, "You liked it. Admit it." she said and bit the skin on his left pectoral gently.

Before Bella knew what was happening, she was pushed over the arm rest of the couch and Paul was inside of her again, fucking her with relentless speed. His grunts were just audible over the slapping sound that their skin made each time it met. He grabbed her locks and pulled her hair back almost painfully- but turning her on.

"Ah, god yes, Paul, I'm gonna cum!" Bella screamed his name as she lost it. With a final deep thrust, they both climaxed together, Paul moving more slowly now, letting them both ride out their orgasms.

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