Second Chances

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A/N: Here is the fourth chapter for this story. It is a little too lemony for my liking, but I do like it myself. I just wanted to take it to another level and I think that it came out artistically nice. I hope that you enjoy it! Read and review!

Warning: There is a slightly long lemony filled towards the end of the chapter... if it's going to be offensive to you, I suggest that you don't read it!

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Only You

Embry's POV

I don't usually go looking after Paul in the mornings. I rather spend my free time with my best friends Quil and Jake. They've always been there for me and now that they were werewolves like me, the relationship was even better. But lately Jake and Quil have been more annoying than ever. Jake was depressed because 'vampire girl' turned him down and decided to marry her vampire boyfriend. It's like a melodrama from those Soap Opera channels. Quil was sad, because Claire-bear got sick and wasn't coming to visit him for his birthday. Shit, can a three years old really decide for herself? Fuck, no!

Their depression was too much for my already aching heart. Not knowing where my imprint was or having an idea if she was safe was ripping my heart into tiny pieces. I even lost hope that I would find her today in school.

I was in my Math class when I got the text message from Paul telling me that she was in his Spanish class. I ran to his class as soon as I got the message. I even asked the teacher to send me to the Nurse's office. He stared at me curiously; I told him I had a stomach ache or some shit like that and that I wasn't feeling good. I know is a bunch of fucking lies, but I needed to see her! I'd skipped so much class lately that at the moment lying was the best solution.

When I reached Paul's class, Angie Constanza was stepping out of the classroom and informed me of Paul and the new girl, Madison, had been sent to the office for disrupting the class. So her name was Madison! I could smell her rich cinnamon scent mixed with Paul's cheap aftershave cologne. I followed their scent and found the old Choir classroom locked. I knew that Paul would be there trying to get information out of my imprint. I could hear the fear in her voice as she tried to answer his questions. I wanted to console her.

What a fucking dick Paul was! I couldn't believe that he was pressuring my angel to tell him how she felt about me! I know she must hate me. Deep down, I knew that she would. I acted like an asshole and fucked her there in the middle of the forest. I didn't even use any protection. I just jammed my dick into her and fucked her hard and good.

Thinking about the warm and tightness of her vagina was turning me on. I couldn't believe how easy it was to feel this way. Even when I was with Elaine things weren't this way. I only wanted to acquire pleasure for myself. It's fucked up, I know! Elaine had to work hard for me to actually enjoy fucking her. With my imprint the need to satisfy her was enough for me.

I shook my head and stood before the door. I wanted to hear what they were talking. My heart softened when I heard Paul talking nice about me!

"Sorry, that's not how it works. You see, my friend Embry really likes you. He likes you so much that he broke up with his girlfriend. He really wants to pursue a relationship with you." Paul said with his usual arrogant tone.

"I also want to know how you feel about Embry." he continued, his voice turning serious and demanding. "Embry is a great kid. He's like a little brother to me. I want to know if your intentions with him are serious."

Of course I was a good kid. I didn't do any drugs. I didn't smoke (my imprint did, but that was fine with me-she said she was quitting!). I rarely drank. I protected La Push from fucking vampires. I respected my mother, even though she kicked me out of the house (for constantly sneaking out at night to go on patrolling duties). She still didn't know that I am a werewolf. It was to protect her that I decided to leave her out of the loop. My mother was a great person, but I think that the whole subject of mystical creatures such as werewolves and vampires would've been too much for her frail heart.

I guess Paul wasn't a bad guy after all! He should at least give her some space to answer. His tone of voice was even intimidating to me. I leaned against the door, resting my hands behind my back. My heart began to beat faster when I heard Madison's voice.

"Well, Paul," she said pausing momentarily. "Regarding your fucking Embry and his girlfriend, you can shove them all the way up your damn ass. I don't give a fuck about him. It was a fucking mistake that I will always regret. I should've never looked at him or let him fuck me. I think it was the lack of nicotine in my system that made me succumbed to it, because now I'm paying for my mistakes."

My angel was crying. I've hurt her! She was crying and I couldn't just storm in to the room to wipe away her damn tears. I felt her pain and I could feel her burden. I wanted to console her weary heart. I was also hurting, her words cut deep into my soul. I felt my heart bleed with the anguish of knowing how she actually felt about me.

I felt my eyes begin to sting with unshed tears. I blinked hard to prevent them from falling and continued to listen to her crying. Paul was quiet and I feared that her words would cause him to lose control. I moved away from the door, stuffing my hands in my pocket as I paced back and forth in front of the door.

"Wow!" he finally said. "Look, I really don't know you. I tried to be your friend, but saying that being with Embry was a mistake is just fucked up beyond all reasons." he said poignantly, the doorknob began to turn and I knew that Paul was aware that I was standing behind the door.

"I hope that today's words don't hunt you in the future." Paul said seriously, opening the door ajar.

I drew in a deep breath and braced myself to see the hatred in my imprint's face. I would die if I didn't get to see the deep brown wells of her eyes. I wanted to see her beautiful angelic face for just a second, before the dimness of the day surrounded me and swept me to the darkest confinements of hell.

Madison, my princess stepped out of the room, with her head hung low, not looking where she was going. I stood there in front of her, looking at Paul. He was shaking his head as he passed by us and continued to stride down the empty hall. Madison slammed against me, causing her to look up at me. Her face was so beautiful, as her lips parted slightly to speak.

She placed her hand over her heart and looked down at the floor. My fucking goodness can she look any more beautiful! I wanted to wrap my arms around her and just kiss every corner of her body until she succumbed to the need to love me. I wanted to pin her against the damn wall and just touch her body with my hands and mouth. I wanted to make her moan with pleasure, feel her fingernails digging in the skin of my back. I wanted to feel her buck beneath me. I wanted her. I wanted her badly!

"Hi!" I said, giving her a weak smile. "How are you?" I asked, nodding vehemently.

She looked down at her hands and then at the floor. "I guess I'm fine." she muttered softly, biting her luscious bottom lip.

"You?" she said, finally resting her beautiful eyes on me.

My heart rose from the depths of hell and began to beat fast. My hands were aching to touch her. I really wanted her to love me. I needed her to need me with the same intensity as I needed her. I couldn't live another day without her.

"I'm fine! It's really nice to see you, Madison." I said, my voice sounding strange and needy. I was a man in love, but my voice was sounding like I was hitting puberty.

She nodded and pulled her backpack higher on her shoulder. "I wish I could say the same." she snorted, rolling her eyes at me.

"I'm serious! I am really glad to see you. I wanted to talk to you. It's important- maybe, you'll give me the opportunity to-"

"Look, I don't have anything to say to you. There is nothing left to say." she said interrupting me, her voice drenched with pain and hurt.

"There is so much to say. I wish that you give me just a chance to speak to you. I really want to talk to you. That afternoon you left so suddenly and I wasn't able to explain what happened." I said, raking my hair with my fingers.

"There is nothing to explain. Paul was pretty clear. Even I understood what was going on. I was fragile and in a moment of pure weakness I gave in to my lusty teenage side. It happens all the time. I understand perfectly." she said, her voice breaking and tears threatening to fall.

I took a step closer to her and touched her shoulder. I was scared that she would run away from me. The proximity was tantalizing. I felt the pull of my imprint's body. It was intoxicating and enthralling. She didn't move, but remained calmed, her eyes fixed on my hand.

"It's not what you think. I never meant to hurt you. I rather die than see you hurt. I am really sorry for putting you in such a predicament. I swear that my intentions were and are still pure. I don't ever want to hurt you." I said, caressing her cheek.

Her skin was so soft and she smelled like spices and cinnamon. Her lips were so red and plump, so kissable. I wanted to kiss her. I knew that if I kissed her, she would understand my love and desire for her.

"You don't have to apologize, Embry." she whispered, her tears falling menacingly down her beautiful face. She wasn't hiding the pain in her heart anymore. I did hurt her and I couldn't take it all back. She took a step back and adjusted her short skirt.

What was it with girls wearing short skirts and boots in the middle of winter? I shouldn't be complaining! She looked extremely sexy and cute!

"I know that what I did was despicable and appalling. I should've left the moment I saw you half naked in the woods. I should've run as far away from you as I could. I should've done so many things, but I was weak and frail and gave in to you." she said, hiding her pain behind her weary smile.

"You didn't do anything wrong! What we did was beautiful! It wasn't a fucking mistake! It was amazing!" I said, tilting my head to look at her perfect frame. I know that I was sounding like a damn girl, but it was the truth! It wasn't a fucking mistake. It was the best thing that has ever happened to me.

I cupped her face in my hands and brought my lips to hers. I couldn't help it. I needed to taste her plush lips and taste her mouth. She was mine and I couldn't leave without the satisfaction of tasting her. I wanted to console her too. She was too important to me. I wanted to erase her sadness.

She pulled away from me, sobbing uncontrollably. "Please, stop!" she begged, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. "I c-can't do this. I-I don't want to be hurt. It's not fair!"

"I can't-I can't be away from you." I said, pulling her in my arms and holding on to her petite body.

I squeezed her gently against my chest. I needed to shelter her from the pain of the world. I wanted her to feel safe in my arms.

"I need you. I really need you Madison. This past few days were hell! Let me show you that I'm being honest, please." I said, showering her face with kisses.

She continued to sob, hiding her face in my chest and wrapping her arms around my waist. It felt so right to be next to her. I've never felt so happy. For the moment, my world was based on holding her.

I carried her in my arms and walked into the empty room. I locked the door behind us and sat on the floor, placing Madison on my lap. She was crying so hard, and I was unable to comfort her. Just the thought of seeing her in pain made my heart break.

"Please, don't cry." I whispered against her ear, as I caressed her back. "I can't stand to see you cry!"

"Why not? I can cry! It's all I can do, Embry." she said angrily, lifting her face to look at me. Her eyes were puffy from crying and her little nose was red.

"My life is a fucking joke! I don't have any friends. I don't know anyone here in La Push! I'm an outsider, looking into the perfect lives of so many damn idiots. My father hates me! My brothers don't even give a flying fuck that I'm away from them. My mother left me when I was born! You and Paul are the only people I know and I can't even consider you my friend." she hissed, burying her face in my chest.

I ran my hand through her soft hair and kissed her head. "I'm your friend. I'll be here for you. I'll be anything you need me to be." I said, pulling her hair away from her face.

"Why?" she said, looking up at me and sobbed. "What about your fucking girlfriend? How is she going to feel?" she said curtly, getting off of my lap.

I pulled her down and sat her on my lap again. I wasn't going to let her get away from me so easily.

"I don't have a girlfriend." I said nonchalantly, resting my head on her shoulder. "I broke up with her." I told her.

She went rigid and then relaxed against my arms. She removed her backpack, setting it beside us and rested her head on my right shoulder.

"You broke up with her?" she asked, nestling closer to me. It felt wonderful to feel her skin against mine. I nodded and continued to play with her dark long hair. It smelled fresh and so cinammony- if that's a word.

"Why in the world would you do that?" she asked, playing with the collar of my polo shirt. "She must be devastated." she whispered into my ears.

"I had to do it. I wanted to pursue a relationship with you." I mumbled forwardly against her neck. I heard her heart begin to beat faster. "I want to be with you only."

She pulled away slightly, staring quizzically at me. Her lips were pursed and a crease on her forehead. She looked so pretty!

"Why me? Was I such a great fuck?!" she asked incredulously, scowling at me. "Because if you think-"

I kissed her hard on the lips, dragging her to me. "No, I want to be with you." I whispered against her lips. "I just want to be with you. I swear that is the goddamn honest truth."

"I can't believe you Embry. I just can't believe that you just want to be with me for no apparent reason." she said, shaking her head sadly. I took her hand and placed it over my heart.

"I do want to be with you only. I don't know what else to say to make you believe me. I just want to be with you." I said softly, resting my hand on her thigh.

"It's only you! I just want you! I like you! I'm crazy for you. I need only you!" I sighed, parting her legs to wrap them around my waist. She was so light as I carried her and positioned her in a straddling position.

"I don't believe you, Embry." she sobbed, leaning her forehead against mine. "You'll probably leave me the same way you left your girlfriend."

I rubbed circles on the skin of her neck and down her collarbone. She was so soft and smooth.

"I would never do such a thing to you." I said, bringing my lips to her cheek.

"I would never do a thing to hurt you. I live to please you. I want to make you happy. I'll be anything that you want me to be."

"Anything that I want you to be? That's the saddest thing ever." she laughed. Her laughter was so soft and melodious.

"I don't want to sound mean, but isn't that a little pathetic coming from someone like you?" she smiled, lifting her head to allow me access to her jaw line.

"It's not pathetic and what do you mean 'someone like me'?!" I said, forcing her to stare at me. "It's the damn honest truth. I'll be what you want me to be."

She placed her hands on my chest and pushed me away from her. "It's just that you're so macho-looking, tall, dark, handsome and intimidating... You- you're- well, so hardcore and- and you're speak like you're in love with me. Is that how you get in a girl's pants?" she stuttered, playing with my hair.

"No, Madison. I'm just speaking from the heart. I'll be anything that you need or want me to be. I could be your friend, lover, boyfriend or anything you want me to be." I whispered, running my tongue along the edge of her lips.

She gave me a curious look. "Could you be my slave for today?" she said jesting, but there was double meaning in her words.

I laughed, she was so darn cute. I could just gobble her up! She was so sexy and so innocent at the same time.

"Sure, sure! What do you want me to do for you, Master?" I said teasingly, placing both of my hands on each side of her hips.

She grinned. It was the most enthralling grin that I've ever seen. It was so radiant and bright that it illuminated the whole musty room. She began to run her hand down the length of my arms, an impish smile on her lips.

"I don't know, surprise me!" she said, licking her lips so sensually.

I slid my hand under her white blouse and felt her tense as she felt my hand caress her flat stomach. I was looking at her face; I didn't want to miss any expression from her. I wanted to make her smile with pleasure.

"You're so soft, Madison." I said, bringing my other hand to secure her against me.

"Can I?" I asked her looking down at my hand that rested on her flat tummy. She nodded shyly, placing her warm hand under my polo shirt.

I ran my hand higher until I was cupping her tender breast.

"You don't have a bra!" I exclaimed surprised, playing with her nipple with my thumb.

She looked down at my hand under her blouse and blushed.

"I took a shower after gym class and forgot to put it on." she said bashfully, shrugging her shoulders.

I nodded and continued to caress her ample breast. "I'll have to say it's best that you didn't wear it." I mumbled smiling at her. Her breasts were soft and fitted perfectly in the palm of my hand. I was enjoying her body! She was so soft and every curve in her body was delectable.

She lifted my shirt and leaned forward to kiss my bare chest. Her lips were soft and the trail of kisses that she left felt like fire on my skin. I guess she liked my muscled chest! Her hand roamed freely all around my body. She knew where to touch me. Every touch from her was like a current that ran down my back all over my chest.

She rested her hand on the waistband of my pants, reaching down until my erection rested contently against her small hand. She squeezed it slightly, rubbing it up and down. It felt divine to have my imprint pleasure me. I wanted to make her feel as elated as I was feeling.

I unbuttoned her blouse, making her nipples taunt with the cold air of the room. She wanted me and I wanted to make her happy. I was going to be anything she wanted me to be. I helped her take off her blouse. Her breasts swaying as she moved. It was the most precious scene.

I kissed her neck, my hand resting on her left breast as I carefully kneaded it. I ran my tongue down the length of her neck as she arched back her head to grant me more access.

"Embry, kiss me!" she moaned, pulling at my hair. She was breathing hard.

"Where, princess?" I asked, nibbling at her earlobe. "Just tell me and I'll do it!"

"In my mouth, in my breasts and here." she moaned so sensually as she pointed between her thighs.

"Especially here." she whimpered.

Fuck, anything to please my princess. I kissed her parted lips and rubbed her nipples with my hands. I pressed them against my thumb and index, playing with them until I heard her groan and moan in pleasure.

I brought my mouth over her mound and suctioned hard, my tongue circling her taunted nipple. She pressed her breast harder against my mouth, wanting more. I bit it softly, running my other hand up her thigh until I reached the wet area between her panties.

Madison held on to my neck and placed her free hand over her other breast, massaging it with such pleasure that she was turning me on even more. She moved so sensually and so perfectly. She was attuned to my touch. She was enjoying every moment and that was exactly what I wanted. I wanted her to be comfortable with me. I wanted her to tell me what she wanted me to do to her. I wanted to please her and make her want me more. I wanted her to feel the need to call me when she wanted me to make love to her.

"Oh, Em-Embry!" she stuttered with pleasure. She guided my hand to touch her wet core. She was so hot and ready for me. She grabbed my forefinger and brought to the edge of the elastic band of her panties. She lifted her panties and I immediately ran the length of her core. She was so moist. She smelled like fresh flower, so inviting and warm.

I remembered the conversation I had with Paul the other day about giving a girl 'the scissors'. I placed my thumb over her nub and began to caress it softly, wanting to hear her moan louder against my ear.

I plunged my forefinger into her center and with my other finger I caressed her anus. She was bucking, bearing down her weigh on my finger. She was enjoying the attention that I was giving her in that area. I was enjoying the pleasure that my hands elicited from her.

"Ohh, yes! More… m-more." she groaned, putting her hand down my boxers and playing with my erection.

She moved her hand up and down my shaft. The friction of her hand against my penis was making me lose concentration. My sole purpose was to please her.

She kissed my mouth and began to unbutton and zipped down my jeans. She released my erection from its prison and began to rub it with her hand. She was rubbing it down with the same precision and pleasure that I was giving her. She wanted me to take as much pleasure out of our situation. She wanted me to be part of this. I loved her even more for that!

I pulled my finger out of her core and I heard her protest. I wanted to give her what she wanted, so I pulled her off of my lap and made her stand. I pulled down her bikini panties until they rested on her ankles. She lifted her leg and was released from them. I placed her leg over my shoulder and brought my face between her thighs.

I looked up at her and smiled as I saw her grin. She was so perfect. Her soft skin begged to be touched and admired. She lifted her other leg and sat on my shoulders her pussy facing me. I inhaled her delicious aroma, running my tongue up her thighs, until I found the perfect spot to give her pleasure. She balanced herself, digging her fingers in my hair as she moaned with pleasure.

I licked her clit and pressed my flat tongue against the sensitive nub, flicking hard and fast. She was bucking and swearing as I took her to a haven filled with desire. She was so light and petite, that she could have easily been made out of feathers.

I brought my hands to her butt and began to knead savagely at them. I pressed her closer to my mouth. I dug my tongue into her vagina and licked her good, filling my mouth with her glorious juices. She spread her legs further apart giving me better access to her. She moved her hips up and down to the rhythm of my tongue.

It was crazy how much pleasure and enjoyment I could get from her. Seeing her buck and grind her hips against my face was the best present.

"Harder! Harder! Fuck, Em! Harder!" she pleaded, as her juices flowed down my face.

I licked harder, biting her clit softly, making her lose control and causing her to fall into my arms. I smiled down at her as she looked at me with sheepish eyes. She got off my lap and knelt before me, pulling her hair away from her face as she leaned down and pressed her lips around my penis.

Her warm mouth wrapped around the head as she began to lick my shaft. She licked the base softly, teasingly and seductively. I played with her hair as I guided her with my hands. She bit the tip hard and then suctioned it, running her tongue playfully over the head.

"Oh shit! Baby stop, I'm gonna come." I groaned, trying to pull her away from me.

I was coming and I didn't want to come in her perfect mouth. She didn't pay attention and continued to give me heads. She was fucking good. I ran my hand along her back, until I reached her voluptuous ass. It was so soft and tight. I spread them apart and grabbed them, squeezing them tightly.

The heat of her mouth intensified my need to explode and cum. I jerked and grinded my hips savagely against her mouth; until I came in her mouth, and she swallowed it. To my surprise she was smiling as she lifted her head to face me.

She wiped her mouth and turned, her back facing me. Her short black skirt was pulled high to her hips, exposing her perfect thighs and tanned legs. She sat on my lap and leaned back against my chest. She grabbed my hands and placed one hand on her right breast and the other between her legs.

She rested her hand on her other breast and began to knead at it, playing with her nipple between her fingers. Her free hand was on my penis as she rubbed it up and down, making my flaccid penis rise. I grabbed her clit between the tips of my fingers and began to pinch it softly.

Madison was moaning with desire and I was filled with the need to be inside her. We continued to stimulate each other, until I couldn't take it any longer. I wanted to feel the heat of her core surrounding my fucking dick.

"Sit on my dick, baby girl." I ordered in a husky voice. She obliged without any hesitation and sat on my dick, bearing down her full weight, letting her core engulf me. She took me completely without any complained of protest. She began to grind her hips savagely, with such feral and untamed desire that surprised me.

I wrapped one arm around her waist and pinned her down every time I wanted to thrust deeper into her. She lifted her arms around my neck and brought my face to her lips. We began to kiss as our body rejoiced in the intimate union of our lovemaking. Her delicious tongue prodding my lips and I sucked it with such excitement.

She placed her hand on her sensitive nub and began to manually stimulate herself; I looked down as she bucked her hips wildly. She was moaning riotously, closing her eyes and biting her lower lip. Her face was so beautiful as she concentrated in getting as much pleasure as possible.

I brought my hands to her chest and cupped her breasts in each hand. I played with her nipples, running them between my fingers and then pulling on them with the tips of my thumb and index. Madison was groaning as she reached her orgasm.

"Em, come with me! I want you to climax with me, please." she begged, using her free hand to caress my face. "Baby, cum with me!" she whispered.

I placed my hands on her hips and lifted them higher and then brought her hard against my dick. She winced in pain, but let me continued. I thrust and shoved my dick harder in her, letting my animalistic side take over. I plunged harder, biting the sensitive skin around her shoulder.

"Ma-Madi-son…" I whimpered into her ear as I came inside her. I felt the walls of her vagina clasped around my dick in the most glorious sensation. "Only you, baby. Only you!"

She moaned and climaxed with me, she moved closer to me, resting her head on the crook of my neck, and breathing hard. I wrapped her in my arms and caressed her long hair. We stayed half naked, clutching at each other until the school bell reminded us of where we were.