Ever wondered what happens when a werewolf imprints on a 2 year old?
Please don't kill me for taking so long to update, I wrote the last chapter and then realized I didn't have a clue what Nessie was going to say to Claire lol. Sorry if it's not as good as you were expecting but I tried my hardest!
*You can view Claire's peach/pink babydoll by clicking on the link on my profile!
Disclaimer: Characters all belong to Stephenie Meyer, everything else belongs to me :)
Chapter 7
Claire's P.O.V.
"…You see, you want to make them believe that you're completely going to go along with everything they ask" Nessie explained.
"But I don't want to, this is the problem!" I whined
"Hang on a minute! Let me explain first Claire!"
"Sorry" I mumbled.
"You know you really have to calm down, this isn't that bad, I mean imagine having the added worry of your dad scanning through your thoughts every few minutes. I was constantly on edge for 6 months!...I did manage to completely memorize War and Peace for constant recitation though which was quite a feat." She seemed very proud of herself; "anyway, what you need to do first is find out exactly what you aren't allowed to do, make sure it's clarified and then agree to it completely."
Kim nodded in agreement but I didn't understand. Weren't they supposed to be helping me break the rules? I was about to protest but Ness held her hand up to stop me.
"Sam tells you you can't have sex then great, he never said you can't have a little fun right?" She winked at me and I was starting to come round to her way of thinking, "everything else is completely acceptable because he never said it wasn't. Have you never seen Forty Days and Forty Nights?! The flower completely doesn't work so I wouldn't bother trying it but the idea is there! Find new ways to get off on each other and just enjoy yourselves!"
I stared at her, jaw dropped open in shock. Were we really going to go into that much detail? I was kind of freaked out but also a little curious.
"You tried having sex with a flower?" I gawped in both shock and amazement.
"Yeah, well even with heightened senses the feather light feel was just too frustrating and you know how eager Jake can get, I ended up being repeatedly pricked by rose thorns before he got a little carried away, chucked the flower and just stuck to conventional foreplay…that was when my Dad came home early from hunting with my mom…not good." She mused.
Me and Kim giggled at that memory, werewolves can tend to get a little over enthused and the image of Edward's face when he caught them was priceless; Ness had come over after the infamous event and showed us over a tub of cookie dough ice-cream, using her special power. She wasn't in the best of moods.
However, I didn't have the problem of a mind-reading father (thank God), neither was it simply finding a loophole in my uncle's prohibition, because even if we did I knew that Quil would be completely against breaking his promise to Sam. He hadn't been commanded to keep his word by the magical powers of the alpha wolf because he was trusted and I couldn't blame him for not wanting to lose that trust; but…on the other hand, as Nessie instructed, I would make my uncle clarify his rules first and then we wouldn't be breaking any rules…and…if I wanted him, how could he resist me? I was his imprint after all, and we possess our own special powers too.
"So guys, if I decide to bend the rules how do you suggest I convince Quil to play along?" I asked.
Both of their faces lit up in excitement, "You have to tease him but in a way that makes it look unintentional" Kim chipped in, "leave your sexiest underwear out for him to see for example."
"Drop things discretely, and bend down to pick them up" Nessie added.
"As in 'bend and snap?'" I looked at her unimpressed, "do you get all of your tips from movies?"
"Hey, they work!" she protested.
"Hmmm, but Quil is pretty good at ignoring these things, I literally tried everything to get him to notice me in the first place…to no avail." I sulked.
"Well then your going to have to step it up a notch, he's already tasted the sugar now, and sugar is highly addictive, he won't be able to resist you for long".
We all burst into fits of laughter, "Seriously Ness, where do you get this stuff?"
"My aunt Rose is a master in the art of seduction, she's taught me well"
"Well" Kim said, "I don't have any relatives giving me tips but experience has taught me that if he accidentally catches you showering he's going to have a big problem on his hands, if you know what I mean" She winked.
"Kim, you little seductress!" I exclaimed, unable to hide my shock and causing her to blush heavily in the process.
"But then when he finally gives in to temptation, you have to get him all 'excited' and then stop before you actually do anything major, it will drive him crazy and when you finally do give in it will be mind blowing, trust me" She smiled cheekily.
Me and Ness both stood with our mouths hanging open, this was the Kim that everyone thought was quiet and demure, and she'd been hiding this nympho side to her away.
"I guess it's true what they say, it's the quiet ones that you have to watch" I mused, causing us all to burst into a round of giggles.
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Ness and Kim had given me some great tips and ideas at the barbeque and once I got home I had thrown another tantrum (on purpose this time), and made my uncle confirm his rules once again. No sex was the golden rule and he had made me promise not to break it, which of course I did after only partly feigning my annoyance.
Quil had left for patrol before I had brought up the subject again, as I didn't want him to see for a second time how against us having sex my uncle was, but he was coming back again later to see me.
I didn't want to use up all of my tips in one day as this project was going to be a slow process, so my plan for tonight was to grab a shower and return to my room (where Quil would be waiting for me), still dripping wet wearing only a towel. I would then retrieve the racy peach/pink babydoll and panties* I had left out on my bed and slip them on. I had bought a ton of Victoria's Secret underwear months ago in preparation for spending the night with Quil but that day had never come, the only times he would stay was if I had been upset about something or we had fallen asleep in front of the TV, and even then he would always be gone when I woke up.
I was just washing my hair out when I heard Quil at the front door; my uncle was still out running patrol so my aunt Em let him in, where he would no doubt wait for me in my room seen as it was getting quite late, following my plan perfectly. My surrogate parents didn't mind Quil being in my room at this time of night because they knew we couldn't always see each other at conventional times due to Quil's wolf job, plus…they trusted us, which made me feel kinda guilty, but only until I reminded myself that we weren't going to break the rules, just bend them slightly.
I gave myself another 5 minutes in the shower before I made my way across the corridor to my room, opening the door to see a gorgeous, half-naked Quil eyeing my delicate underwear. Oh he was going to get it all the worse now, he couldn't honestly expect to turn up here topless with a physique that hot and not get tortured in return. If he did then he had another thing coming.
"Oops" I finally spoke up, trying to act embarrassed as Quil turned to see me, "I didn't know you'd be back so soon, I would have been ready sooner."
Coyness was not my most prominent feature, and I wasn't helped by the way Quil was now eying me, sending shivers through my body and taking everything I had not to pounce on him right this minute.
"It's ok…I'll wait for you outside" he finally broke the silence, still avoiding eye contact as he headed towards the door.
"Quil, I think we're passed you having to leave the room for me to get changed, just turn around for a minute ok?" It was more of an instruction than a question and he obliged (like I planned he would), turning to face the bed.
I reached round him to grab my underwear, knowing that he would be watching my hand, just as I knew he would be listening as the towel dropped to my feet. I changed slowly, perhaps a little too slow but I knew it was doing the trick because the usually 'cool' Quil was struggling to keep still; but when I looked down I suddenly felt a little overexposed as the realization hit that Quil's super powerful eyes could probably see right through this thing. But come on Claire, what did he expect you to wear to bed? Some old sweats and a tatty t-shirt? I don't think so.
"Ok, I'm dressed" I said, trying to sound as normal as possible.
He turned to face me, and slowly raked his gaze from my feet all the way up, briefly resting on significant areas until reaching my eyes.
"Is that what you call dressed?" He asked, sounding amused but there was also something else in his voice, it was huskier than usual, husky with desire?
I shrugged, "well enough for bed yeah, I usually just wear panties so I keep cool, but I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable" I smiled at him innocently, but then dropped my face into a sad expression, "do you not like it Quil?"
Quil's P.O.V
"Do you not like it Quil?" She pouted as she bit her bottom lip.
Jeez! Did I not like it?!?! Was this girl trying to kill me tonight?! First she walks in wearing no more than a small towel, showing off her sexy long legs, which I desperately wished were wrapped around me right now, and dripping wet from her shower; God how I wanted to be one of those beads of water, running over her sexy curves and all the way down her beautiful body…And the way she said my name, causing memories of the night before to come flooding back. Argh, if only Sam hadn't made me give him my damn word!
"Claire, given our current circumstances, do you really want me to tell you what your little outfit is doing to me?" I decided to answer honestly.
She scanned over herself, giving me a doe-eyed expression when she met my gaze again, "it's just my pajamas Quil", but her small smile gave her intentions away. Yes, she was trying to kill me.
But before I could call her out on her shameless teasing she had closed the distance between us, crushing her slender body against mine, and causing me to jolt at the contact of her silky smooth skin. She wrapped her delicate arms around my neck and pulled herself up on her tiptoes, enabling her to passionately brush her lips over mine.
Her kiss was setting my body on fire and I could feel my heat growing, spreading. Consuming hers. The kiss was reckless and wonderful and was deepened further as she opened her mouth wider to allow my hot tongue inside. We were fast losing touch of all reality and I felt myself harden inside my jeans. As if in answer to my hunger, she rubbed against me and my hands cupped her round backside in order to pull her more firmly against my lower body.
The room was growing hotter and hotter and I was on the verge of ripping her 'pajamas' off of her when I was shaken out of the moment's passion by the sound of Sam approaching the house, his presence reminding me of my word to him.
I swore lightly as I stepped away from her, "Shit Claire what are we doing? This has got to stop."
Her beautiful face was flustered, her lips swollen from our kiss and my heart ached to pull her back into my arms. But if I wanted to keep my Alpha's respect I couldn't.
I kissed her lightly on her forehead, afraid to touch her lips again, before murmuring goodnight and diving out of her window.
I ran home in my human form, afraid to phase for fear of my thoughts being heard by the rest of the pack; and was thus able to focus on the tight discomfort in the lower half of my body telling me that unless I wanted permanent damage, this could definitely not happen again. Not before she was 18 anyway.
