What was he thinking?

Chapter 4: knock knock

Disclaimer: the characters and all recognisable situations belong to Stephenie Meyer- this is a work of fanfiction.

AN: thanks to furyangoddess for betaing

Now we match up with where "What was she doing?" started.

Here comes her Goddamed noisy truck chugging out to visit Mr. Sunshine and fucking unicorns again; jeez, I don't know which is worse, the fact that he never gives up trying to get in her pants or the fact that she won't just fuck off and let him get over it? She is looking better though lately.

Yeah kiss my furry ass and just fuck off already. Who cares if she is happier and healthier and got more colour in her face….oh fuck my life…hang on…the truck's stopped. No way; is she fucking parked outside my house? What the hell is she doing? Looks like she's working up the guts to do something? Oh, Taha Aki – she is not coming in here!

Keep it cool, dude, play it cool – yeah I can do that – you don't know what she wants. Cool…cool …yeah I can do that. Fuck me, what does she want? She's stopped on the porch – what the hell does she want? Oh, jeez, I can smell her…she smells good…she smells nervous…excited?

Okay, she's knocking… she's knocking on my door…keep it together boy… you can do this.

Fuck, I opened the door too eagerly, damn near ripped it off the fucking hinges.

"Bella, what can I do for you?" Look confused; not like that would be hard.

"Can I come in?" she asks.

Oh, jeez she wants to come in; come in? You can have everything baby.

"Um… sure." I'll keep hanging onto the door otherwise I am just going to grab her. What the fuck does she want?

She walks nervously inside. She had to walk under my arm. Oh, man. She is so close.

I better lean against the door or I am going to lose it. I can hear her heart jump; fuck – I've blocked her exit. She's frightened. I had better move, but which way? I'll just hang here for a minute. I try to calm myself down.

What the fuck does she want? Ask her. I can barely hold it together; I'll just raise my eyebrows. Yeah, that'll work.

"…aah…yeah…no…I don't know… I heard … I just thought…maybe…" she stammers.

What the? None of that made any sense. If I get behind her, she won't be able to see my face; yeah that'll work and I can keep it together better. Okay, get off the door; stalk forward; don't touch her, she might freak. Circle her, close, but no touching – damn she smells good.

"Do you want to try to finish even one of those sentences?" I ask.

Fuck, listen to her heart; she's going to fucking pass out on me. C'mon baby get it together. You tell me what you want.

She wrings her hands and exhales loudly.

"Right," she breathes, "Start again…"

Atta girl. I just have to sniff her, I can't help myself. If I just lean down and…fuck me. Her heart jumps again and she starts to smell …aroused.

"I'm a virgin," she blurts out.

What in the name of….she did not just say that!

"Excuse me?" I manage to say because I am about to have a freaking coronary.

"Oh, God. I'm sorry… I should go." She is really wringing her hands in earnest now.

No, no, no, don't go. Great wolf in the sky does she want me to…jeez…

"No," fuck I said it. I touch her on the arm. It was electric. "I get it," keep touching her, "and you don't want to be?"

She nods. She fucking nodded. She wants me to fuck her? I have got to get myself together. My inner wolf is doing the fucking snoopy happy dance. She wants me to fuck her. Thank the fuck I am standing behind her; my face…

She is so nervous. I bet she doesn't even know why she is here. You're my imprint baby and you want me to fuck you.

"Well that does change things." I circle around her stopping behind her again. Change things? It spins my entire fucking world on its axis. She still has her head down. "So why me, Bella Swan?" I ask. Lets see just how much she is affected by this imprint bullshit; maybe she doesn't know why she came to me?

She didn't answer; just shook her head.

"Humph," I snorted, "like I care." I'll fuck you six ways to Sunday if you want baby.

Oh jeez what just happened? Her heart went into overdrive. Oh baby, don't run away! She's looking at the door. Oh no, she thinks I am going to say no. Like I could if I wanted to. I will do whatever you want, girl.

"That wasn't what I meant." You just stay right here, baby.

"I'm honoured," I breathe huskily in her ear. Seriously you have no idea how much.

I take a tiny step closer to her; don't crowd her, just let her feel you. I sniff again; a long slow inhale.

"Damn; you smell so good." Touch her; I need to touch her.

My hands come up and gently ran up and down the top of her arms. From shoulder to elbow. She shivers and takes a deep shuddering breath. Yeah that's it baby; you let me look after you. Wow, that's weird, touching her is calming her down. Her heart rate is much better now.

Are you really a leech fucker? What did you get up to? Please tell me he never touched you. Please…

"So…" I purred in her ear, "…what did you and the leech get up to?"

"N..nothing," she stutters, "he barely kissed me properly. Too frightened of the venom and that he would lose control."

YES!

Keep stroking her; keep her here…right here…with me…

"You don't...you know…look after yourself?" It's not relevant, but I need to know because just the thought of it makes me hot. She blushes and shakes her head.

"So have you ever even had an orgasm?" I purr at her ear again.

She blushes even redder and mumbles, "No; not ever."

She's mine; she's all mine! No-one, not even she, has ever touched that pussy; it's mine.

Oh, come here, baby. I step right up behind her so she could feel all of me pressed up against her. I have to grab her by the hip, just in case she panics on me. I hear her breath hitch. Yeah, I take her breath away, hot damn. I don't have much time; fucking alpha ass Sam will be here soon. Maybe I can just look after her, be the first to give her a real pants wetting and earth shattering orgasm.

Hey, she's not breathing; fuck she's gonna faint.

"Breathe," I whisper in her hot little ear. Yeah, baby, don't you pass out on me…yet…

My hand moves to her stomach and I hold her up against me. Don't you run…must calm her down…touch her…yeah that'll work. Rub tiny circles on that flat little tummy. Atta girl…damn look at her pulse in her neck; its racing! I just want to kiss her and feel her heart beat against my lips. So I do. Oh shit; something inside of me just shifts and I swear, like a piece of my fucking heart just slammed shut.

Damn that's weird my heart is keeping pace with hers. No way; maybe we are just both excited…fuck that's really weird…

Circles; yeah let me touch some of that pale white skin... if I just slide under her shirt…slowly…don't scare her…oh, yeah that's it! Damn that smell; she is creaming her pants and I've barely touched her. She is going to be a fucking firecracker in bed.

"Sshhh…yeah…you let me look after you…shhh…" nice and low; let your voice stay low. I have gotta move or I am gonna cream myself. Just rub against her tight little ass. Yeah, baby; do you feel that? That is all for you; I'm hard as a fucking rock here.

I'm humming? Why the fuck am I humming?

She's moving her arms; what is she doing? Oh, jeez she grabbed my thighs. Oh yeah…you pull me onto your ass, baby. Maybe one day I can be buried balls deep in your ass? Fuck yeah. But right now I want to feel that hot wet pussy. If I distract her I can probably get a hand in her jeans.

I need to kiss her. Will she let me? Slowly, boy, slowly I kiss along her shoulder…fuck she tastes great…so soft…look at me darling. Open your eyes.

I grab her by the chin and pull her head around. Let me see those big pools of milk chocolate…oh, baby…come to poppa. I kiss her and go for the pants dive. Lucky they are not too tight.

My hand slides like a fucking homing beacon straight into her pussy. Man, she is so wet. I slide into her and stroke her clit. Little circles...gently. She jolts and grabs my arm like she wants to pull me out. Hell honey, isn't this what you wanted? I need more room, open your legs. Damn, girl. Can I balance and push her feet out? Oh yeah – that's better – got room to move now.

Come on girl, let me tongue you – c'mon open that hot little mouth – fuck, yeah that's it. I can feel her stiffen; she is so excited, she's nearly there. I slide my hand into her hair at the back of her head and hold her there so I can pillage her fucking mouth. Jeez, she's shivering. Yeah, baby; now you can pass out. Fuck what if she does? This is all new to her.

I grab her around the ribs under her boobs and hold her up hard against me while she tries to breathe. She gasps once, twice and then shudders as I stroke her into the World of Waggener.

"Uh…Oh God," she manages as her body convulses. She is clutching my arm hard enough to leave nail marks. "Oh my, God," she groans. Yeah that's my little firecracker, scratch me, baby, scratch me.

"There's a girl," I croon against the side of her head. She shudders again and then is still. Her heart is racing now. I hold her up and croon more comforting noises against her neck. "So wet," I murmur against her skin as a couple of last little strokes bring her down again. I hold her as her breathing returns to normal. I am never fucking moving my hand from where it is right now. Not ever. But I fucking have to.

But I'll be back.

"So," I whisper, "I think that is enough for lesson one." I kiss her and pull out. Do not suck your fingers in front of her…she would freak.

She is confused. She stands there with tousled hair and swollen lips. "But what about you?" she blushes. She's blushing at the thought I might have a hard on. She can't fucking see me bustin' out of my cut-offs? Oh, baby, do you have a lot to learn.

I laugh at her. "Oh, I'm not one of those kids who opened all their Christmas presents at once. I want to stretch this out as long as possible." Like I ever got any fucking Christmas presents. Not as good as you baby…

"I am fairly certain you'll be back," in fact, I'd fucking bet the house on it. Especially as you look like a girl who just creamed her jeans.

Fuck, c'mon Waggener; get it together, ass hat Sam will be here any minute now. Just one last kiss and then I'll offer her a cup of tea. Yeah so we look all cozy when nosy alpha gets here. I give her a quick peck.

"Cup of tea?"

"What?" she looks dazed, "... oh… can I have coffee? Milk, no sugar."

I smile and turn towards the kitchen. She grabs my arm and stands on her tiptoes to kiss me.

"Thank you, Paul," she breathes. You are fucking welcome baby.