Time To Face the Music?
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She's my dream girl
My one and only
She's my dream girl
Love it when she come on me
She's my dream girl (okay)
My love and my homie
She's my dream girl
It's just me and you against the world
Dream Girl - Akon
It's dark and no matter how much I narrow my eyes to focus I can't see past the darkness. I hear movement beside me and I immediately tense but not because I fear an enemy – no I tense in anticipation. I'm greeted with a sweet giggle that causes my entire body to break out into goose bumps as her long, thin fingers lightly graze my forearm. I growl out biting my lip fighting the urge to jump up and just grab her pulling her body close to mine. My breath hitches as I feel the bed shift and a warm weight sits on my stomach and pressure on my sides. I smile broadly – she's sitting on my stomach. Leah's sitting on my stomach and her thighs are touching my sides. I feel her weight shift as her arms now rest on my chest and my hands gently rub and stroke her thighs. My hands move higher enjoying the feel of her warm, soft skin under my calloused hands and she moans lightly as I rub her ass. I feel my arousal growing at the realization that she's wearing a pair of boy shorts, a thong would be nice but for some reason the shorts just – I lose my train of thought as I feel her tongue lightly lick my bottom lip. My left hand grips her ass tightly holding her in place as my right hand travels up her side roughly brushing her left breast earning a beautiful gasp from her lips – the same lips I need to taste. I groan as she starts grinding against me and my hand entangles into her long, silky black hair bringing her lips back to mine. Our lips lock into a deep passionate kiss – she smells of vanilla. I nibble at her lip and her lips part with a soft moan allowing my tongue to explore and taste her. Our tongues gently caress as my need for her only grows. Her hair tickling my shoulders seeming to heighten my senses making me more aware of her presence then I ever thought possible. Every cell and nerve in my body is in tuned with every breath she takes, her soft moans and the slightest twitch of a muscle. My hands move to grip her hips pulling them down as I thrust up towards her – the desire to be inside of her becoming almost painful. She breaks our kiss and my head rolls back as I feel her grinding against my cock. The heat from her pussy is welcoming and the moisture I feel seeping through her panties and my boxers has me quietly cursing. "Take off your blindfold." She whispers in a deep sensual voice that anyone would have to be insane, deaf or stupid to ignore. I quickly remove my blindfold and I'm greeted with the sight of Leah wearing a black lacy bra and black lacy panties that leave not much to the imagination.
I watch transfixed as her hips continue grinding against my erection. I lick my lips wanting nothing more than to have her sit on my face and I growl bucking once again. "You like?" She asks and I look up at her – she's beautiful. Her hair is slightly rumbled, most likely from when I ran my fingers through it, and her lips have a beautiful light pink sheen to them making them look so wet and juicy.
"I love." I tell her pulling myself up on my elbows in an attempt to re-capture those lips. She places a hand on my chest and I hiss because her simple touch is lighting me on fire. She shakes her head slowly with a sexy smirk on her lips and playfulness in her eyes. I watch her every move closely as she slides down taking away the warmth of her pussy from my cock – I whimper. Pathetic, I know but it felt so good having her there.
"I thought you were patient." She teases throwing my words back at me as I growl in frustration and annoyance. "You'll really love this." She says and I hiss as she slowly pulls my shorts down allowing the fabric of my boxers to build up just the tiniest bit of friction. The friction mixed in with the sweet, intoxicating scent of her arousal and the lingering warmth of her body it is a sweet and agonizing tease. I lift my hips so that she can fully remove my boxers. I look down and see my cock now free and standing at attention. She moans licking her lips and my cock instinctively twitches at the prospect of them beautiful lips surrounding us.
"Leah." I breathe out as she settles in between my legs and begins stroking my cock. Oh fuck! She knows what she's doing. I struggle to keep one eye open as she applies just the right amount of pressure to my shaft stroking me up and down.
"Can I taste you?" She asks coyly and I quickly nod my head afraid to speak fearing my voice may crack. She slowly licks my head moaning as her tongue catches my pre-cum. She licks my shaft up and down before taking me into her mouth. I swear I just found heaven – and this is just her mouth! I groan deeply as I gently brush her hair to one side so that I can catch a full view of my beautiful Leah sucking my cock. I feel her tongue run along the underside of my shaft before she runs it around my head and then sucks me off. Her hand keeps a firm grip on the base of my cock acting very much like a cock ring allowing me enough freedom to enjoy the sensation but not enough so that I bust inside of her mouth too soon. My hand gently pushes her head down forcing her to take more of me inside of her and obliges me moaning as she starts to suck harder and faster. My eyes clench shut tightly as I feel her teeth graze up and down my dick sending shivers to shoot up and down my spine. She continues her actions forcing me to grip the sheets in desperation as she pulls back and slowly breathes on my wet head.
"Shit, Lee." I growl out and with that she releases the base of my cock. The built up tension now finally able to be released I quickly fist Leah's hair as I cum in her mouth. My entire body shivers as I feel her mouth lovingly and gently sucking me off as I finish. I shut my eyes tight trying to regain control over my breathing and blink away the white spots. Wanna know the great thing about being a werewolf? The fast recovery. Leah places a chaste kiss against my head and kneels before licking her lips. Alright, now that I've gotten my second wind I quickly get to my knees and crush her body to mine kissing those wonderful, luscious, talented lips and that amazing tongue of hers. My hands quickly work to relieve her of her bra and as the clasp is undone I begin planting kisses on her graceful and slender neck. She gasps and I feel her muscles twitch now that her breasts are free. She arches her back pressing her warm breasts into my chest. I chuckle darkly as I lift her body up bringing her warm mounds to my mouth. I flick out my tongue lightly grazing her hardened nipple and she hisses. My cock twitches again as I lick my lips looking into her eyes. Her eyes only see me and they scream out to me - begging me to claim her as mine. She belongs to me and nobody else. I suck her left breast into my mouth and roughly massage her right. She writhes in my hand as I pinch and twist her nipple enjoying the sounds of the combined pleasure and pain she's experiencing - that I am bestowing upon her. I move to her other breast giving it the same attention moaning at the taste of her and the way her scent is everywhere and I feel like I'm drowning in it.
"Inside of me." She whispers desperately as she grinds against me desperately.
"What was that?" I ask allowing her nipple to slip out of my mouth.
"I, I want you inside of me." She repeats and moans as I blow on her wet nipple. "Please, I need you." And there our game of foreplay ends because I need her as much as she needs me. I remove her wet boy shorts and pause inhaling her sweet, wet arousal. I watch as she spreads her legs wide awaiting me.
"You're so beautiful." I tell her lifting her hips up and gently running my head over her wet slit allowing the sensation to bring forth a hiss in pleasure. I raise an eyebrow as her hand snakes down and I wonder for a second if she's going to rub her clit - the thought of her masturbating for me suddenly becoming a welcoming thought. Instead she spreads her pussy lips and I need no further invitation then that. I slowly slide inside of her and I bite my bottom lip as I feel her walls clenching around me. "Oh, fuck. You're so tight, Lee." I groan out still slowly sliding in till the hilt.
"You're so big." She gasps and I lean down kissing her gently, lovingly - god, I love this woman. I quickly start a slow strong stroke enjoying every gasp, moan and feel of her body. "Faster. Harder." She begs and I oblige knowing I don't have to hold back - she's wanted this as bad as me.
"Shit, Lee. You feel so fucking good." I grunt out as we both find this perfect rhythm and she meets each of my own thrusts. "I love you, Lee." I breathe out.
"I love you too." She breathes out in a moan. The sensation of her meeting each of my own thrusts is like Heaven and Nirvana…well that's a stretch because I find my craving her only growing with each thrust. The heat of her around me is pure bliss and the fact that my body temperature is already higher than hers says a lot. Speaking of saying a lot...
"Say my name, baby." I growl out hearing her scream out her pleasure - her climax building. I need to hear my name escape those beautiful lips. I need to hear her to confess that she loves me.
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"EMBRY!" I jump up in bed looking around wide eyed and tired as my ears are ringing - why the fuck are my ears ringing. I look down and see Mike frowning up at me and a fucking megaphone in his hand. This sonuva bitch got some nerve looking at me like I woke his ass up with a goddamn, motherfuckin' megaphone while he was having the best...dream...shit.
"Shit." I growl out as my shoulders slump. It was another dream. He woke me up from another hot dream with Leah and so now instead of convincing Leah to scream my name I'm standing up on my bed in my dorm room with Mike looking up at me.
"I thought you guys didn't live in tepees anymore." Mike says smiling and shaking his head as I look at him confused. Tepees? Seeing my confusion he rolls his eyes. "Man, none of us want to see your junk like that." And I look down and quickly put my hand down covering my hard-on.
"Fuck." I groan out sitting down on my bed trying to think disgusting thoughts.
"Quil and Jared called...again." Mike says sitting down at his desk and my eyes widen as I snatch up my phone. Looking at it I curse again seeing how they've both called like 7 times each within the last 2-hrs. Ever since Halloween I've had Quil and Jared try to help me curb my nighttime wet dreams of Leah since Halloween. For some reason I'm dreaming about her more and more. It's also becoming harder for me to stay put here in California and was about three-quarters of the way to Jacob's place when Quil was finally able to talk some sense in me. It's suddenly like there's this strange pull telling me to go see Leah, to go see my imprint. But why now all of a sudden?
"So is there any particular reason why those two always call when you're tucked away in your bed dreaming of fucking Leah?" Mike asks almost as if it's an after thought. I sigh heavily and don't really blame him for his curiosity. With midterms and papers due I've been going to bed late and dreaming of my imprint is like my stress reliever for school but it'd be alright if I what I dreamed wasn't share by the rest of my pack - especially her boyfriend. "I mean every time I answer your phone they beg me to wake you up." Mike explains checking his Facebook page. "Which would be alright but you're a tough bastard to wake up and sometimes you get violent."
"It's complicated." I admit with a yawn getting up opting to just take another cold shower. I haven't taken a hot shower since, what? September? I grab my toiletries and head down the hall towards the bathroom. I greet some of the girls who smile at me and honestly, I don't care that I'm walking down the hall in nothing but flip flops and a pair of basketball shorts. Wonder what Leah walks around in? I shake that thought from my head because that's not helping my situation down south.
I stand in the cold shower and grumble as the freezing sensation only lasts but for a couple of seconds. I let my mind wander thinking back on Halloween and how wonderful I felt knowing that I was going to wake up with my imprint next to me. Sure she wouldn't be cuddled up in my arms but it was better than the usual mornings I have - especially lately.
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I hear a few muffled voices and some laughter as I groan turning over. Why the fuck my room mates can't be quieter I'll never know. Why are Brad and Chris such fucking morning people? The assholes. But then I hear a deep voice, obviously one of my pack mates and not my room mates, speaking and I roll over to see a beautiful sight before me. I see a pair of long, olive-colored legs. Those are Leah's legs. "Morning Embry." Leah whispers leaning over smiling at me. I smile back at her and mentally berate myself for wanting to reach out and pull her into a tight hug. Suddenly her smile falls and she's looking above me with a frown. I feel my anger grow at the realization that there is something or rather someone who has the audacity to upset my Lee. I turn over and scream, please note I man screamed! It wasn't no little bitch scream either - damnit. But I scream and scoot back my heart racing as I see Paul 'will-one-day-beat-his-mother-fuckin'-ass' Meraz wearing his Burger King mask - again. I feel my face heat up from anger, embarrassment and hatred as laughter erupts all around me.
"I'm going to fucking slaughter you." I snarl as I get up lunging at Paul but only wind up falling flat on my face. Damn legs were apparently entangled in the sheets. Everyone laughs harder and I feel my body start to shake violently because for one thing, if you haven't already guessed, I'm not a morning person and two, I especially don't like being made a fool of in front of my Lee! I feel my bones start to slowly break and re-align while the hairs on the back of my neck begin to grow coarse and thick.
"You need to learn to lighten up." Paul says smirking down at me as he removes his mask. He doesn't think that I'll phase and tear him apart?!
"Embry." Jacob growls out and his voice only adds to my fury because he is the reason why I can't hold my imprint in my arms.
"Embry?" The surmounting anger quickly dissipates as I feel Leah's soft touch on my hand. I immediately calm down and look over at her and a lump catches in my throat. I wasn't aware how close she had moved towards me during the whole Paul exchange - I, I could've hurt her. "You okay?" She asks quietly and I let out a long heavy breath nodding my head. I try to hide my smile as she squeezes my hand and whirls turning on Paul. "What the fuck is your problem, Paulie?" She yells glaring up at a still amused Paul.
"Don't tell me you didn't find it funny?" Paul teases. "There's just something so fucking hilarious about a 6'4", 274-lb man like Embry screaming in fright like a girl."
"I didn't scream like a girl." I mumble out - oh gawd, at least I hope I didn't.
"How would you feel if someone else woke you up wearing your least favorite and frightening costume?" Leah asks and the slowly dying laughter suddenly stops. There's a hint of a secret within Leah's voice - a knowing that intrigues all of us. What could Leah Clearwater know about Paul Meraz that none of us, who have been inside his head, don't already know? I look up at Paul and I've noticed that he's paled greatly. "Thought so." Leah says proudly taking my hand into her lap. "He won't do it anymore, Embry." Leah says giving me a reassuring smile. "Isn't that right, Paulie?" Leah asks her eyes never leaving mine.
"Yea...it, I won't do it anymore." Paul admits and to the entire room's surprise he apologizes. I look over at the woman beside me in wonderment and awe. She's not only beautiful, smart, loyal, kind-hearted, strong, honorable but she's also a brilliant blackmailer who already has about half of the pack wrapped around her little finger. How could you not love her?!
Not much else happened after that except that we all later spent the day in a national park showing Leah and Emily our wolf forms and Jacob told the stories for Emily to hear. I was actually surprised to hear that Emily already knew some similar stories from the Makah legends. My Mom moved out of Makah and to La Push when I was still very young and so I know more of the Quileute stories and legends then Makah. I was surprised to notice that Jacob didn't tell the story of the Third Wife - not that Leah hadn't already heard it but rather that he didn't seem to keen to mention imprinting at all.
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I head back to my dorm glad that all of my Friday classes have been cancelled. Tomorrow is Lee's birthday and I still need to go out and find the perfect gift. I can't help but chuckle to myself thinking about how my imprint's idea of spending her birthday is participating in a kickboxing match and then inviting the pack over to watch the Pacquiao vs Cotto fight. Although I will admit that I am concerned about the kickboxing match - I don't think I can handle sitting back and watching somebody, whether male or female, actually try to hurt my imprint. Maybe the girls will have boyfriends that I can unleash my anger on. I hurry up knowing that Quil is coming down to pick me up. His reason is to ensure that I don't buy something that will upstage Lee's boyfriend. I check my Facebook account noticing a message from Lee,
Hey 'Bry, (a nickname she's bestowed upon me),
I'm just double checking to make sure that you're still coming up to help me celebrate my b-day. Some of the guys and a couple of girlfriends are going out tonight to celebrate. I'll understand if you can't make it up tonight. So don't forget I have a kickboxing match Saturday at 12pm and would love it if you were there. And don't forget your fave team is playing on Sunday and we're still itching to pay you back that loss you served us.
Don't disappoint me and be a no-show.
Lee ^.~*
I smile at her message just looking at the word, 'love'. She would love it if I was there. In fact, after talking to Jake last week he's alright with me spending the weekend. A whole weekend under the same roof with my imprint. I know I've been giving you a hard time Fate with the cursing, the hate mail, the random threats of catching you in a bar, beating you with a pool stick, sliding your ass across the bar and then dousing your body in 150 proof alcohol and then lighting a match to watch you burn. But, I really didn't mean any of that. I said all of it with love.
Packing a bag real quick I get up and head out my room closing the door behind me. All of my thoughts are filled with images of Lee walking around in nothing but shorts and tank top, sitting on the couch watching TV as she's pressed up close to me, and kiss - alright, I'm getting ahead of myself. I need to get my game face on I coach myself as the elevator doors open. "Dead man walking." Brad says shaking his head as he walks by me.
"What?" I snap at him.
"Man, it was nice having you as a room mate. So if you don't make it back can I have your mini fridge?" Brad asks as I frown at him not understanding his meaning.
"Ok, what the fuck are you talking about?" I demand.
"Dude, there's a big ass mutha-fuckin' Indian outside who looks like he's out for blood." I groan because I swear sometimes Brad and Chris can be the most narrowed minded assholes. They always assume that if someone of Native American descent shows up they must be here for me or African American for Mike. I will never admit that they are right about 87% of time but they need to learn.
"What makes you think he's here for me?" I ask crossing my arms.
"Uh...well because this guy is bigger and taller than you..?" Brad questions more than states. "And he's leaning against your bike." This statement causes me to freeze and I feel the blood rush out of my head to my feet.
"Are you sure he's bigger than me?" I breathe out hoping that Brad is wrong because there's not even a handful of a guy bigger than me. Considering my track record of 'Leah porn' is up to about 4-days a week. That's not the amount of times because I do nap a lot.
"You alright? You sure you want to go up Tacoma?" Brad asks cautiously and I feel my muscles tighten at the thought of not seeing my Leah this weekend.
"Yea, I'm going." I answer growling and quickly mentally slap myself. "Sorry, man."
"Nah, that's alright, dude. I mean this is Leah's Big Birthday Extravaganza!" Brad says chuckling lightly. "Well here's hoping you get some from your Lee." Brad says slapping me on the back and slapping something against my chest. I look down as Brad darts off down the hall laughing and groan as I see about 9 Trojans in my hand. He really is hopeful. I quickly stuff them in my back pocket and head out to my motorcycle. Maybe if I'm lucky it's not Jake who has finally put 2 and 2 together to come with 'Embry is dreaming of fucking my girl'. Well either way one of these days it'll be time for me to face the music.
A/N: Well there goes the next update. This chapter was starting to get pretty long and had to break it up. So in the next chapter Embry will find out whose waiting for him outside. Will it be Quil ready to go keep him in check while he goes shopping for a birthday gift for his imprint? How bad can an imprint shopping trip? Or will it be Jacob Black ready to kick his ass for dreaming about his girl? As always thanks for taking time to read. Price of leaving a review? On average about 45-seconds. Price of letting Kei know what you think and knowing she's smiling? Priceless. ^-^ Remember Visa is everywhere you want to be. But then again so is AmEx and Mastercard…not Discover so much. Stores don't like Discover.