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Rated M for mature content, language, adult situations. Lemons, people! Don't read if you're under 18!

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I reveled in the comfort of having my boys and Leah so close to me. After my little breakdown on the sofa, I noticed I was only wearing the still damp black cami and my - now stained yellow and brown - white cotton panties. Leah had tugged me up from the couch and led me into the bedroom.

"While you were transitioning, Sam had Paul and Jared run to Forks and grabbed a duffel of your clothes from your dad's house. We can't hide the fact that you died though, Bella. While the red head bounced you off every tree from First Beach to Timbuktu, your blood and pieces of your jeans were scattered everywhere. Between that and our paw prints, it looks like you were attacked by a bear." Leah looked at me apologetically but I gave her a small smile.

"I knew I'd be considered dead, Lee. It sucks that I won't be able to see my parents again." I pulled the duffel off the floor by the bed and rummaged through it while I told her how I got through my transition. How I surfed my memories, forever stored in my vast mind now, knowing I would never see Charlie or Renee again. I told her about how I locked myself in purgatory so I wouldn't scream or feel the pain. I still didn't understand how I was able to do something like that, but accepted it. I've always been a strange duck.

Deciding on a pair of dark denim shorts and a black band tee, I surprised myself, slipping them on without tearing anything. Maybe if I keep my leechy instincts locked up tight this will be better than I thought. Once my clothing was in place I caught Leah staring at me with hunger in her eyes. The blatant lust knocked me for a loop and I raised an eyebrow in question even as the sweet tang of her arousal filled my nose.

Leah blushed.

"Girl, you look so fucking good." Her voice was low and husky, filled with the arousal I could scent wafting from her body.

Belatedly I realized I had slipped the lace camisole over my head, braless, while I was still rummaging for a tee shirt. It's a good thing I don't blush anymore.

"I don't understand. I thought vampires stunk to high heaven to you? Wouldn't that, you know, nix any attraction?" My own voice was unusually husky as well and I sat on the edge of the bed next to my friend. She placed her warm hand on my upper thigh, just under the hem of my shorts, her fingers gently rubbing the skin there.

"You don't. Not to any of us. We discussed it while you were changing. You smell like sex and candy. Sweet with musk and spice." Her fingers never stopped their heated trail against my now stone flesh, creeping closer to my inner thigh as she spoke.

The lyrics of Marcy Playground's Sex and Candy flew through my head and I started humming the tune softly under my breath. Leah turned to the right toward me, her leg pulling up under herself letting her knee lay atop the thigh she had been caressing. My eyes fluttered closed as her fingers walked up my arm and tangled in my now brushed hair that I'd left to hang loose.

She spoke soft, her voice deep with arousal, "Look at me, Bella. I want you to watch me kiss you."

My gasp stopped my humming. I wasn't sure where she grew the nerve to be so open with me. She had been practically playing with my emotions for months, never letting herself get closer. It had driven me insane because every time I saw her, I felt like I couldn't drink her in fast enough.

Never enough.

Opening my eyes to meet her hooded ones, Leah leaned closer to me slowly, her weight shifting, knee pressing into my thigh. My hands lay limp in my lap, I was almost paralyzed with wonder. My beautiful bronzed bodyguard was going to kiss me. Her face hovered barely an inch from mine, eyes locked together. I inhaled her scent, the thick sweet musk of her sex, the vanilla of her shampoo, her sweet breath as it fanned over my face. For several moments we sat like that, her eyes dark with hunger and I idly wondered if my own eyes had darkened.

Finally, I steeled my nerves because there was nothing to be timid about! This was Leah and I have wanted her for so long. I brought both hands up to cup her face, my fingers carded in the short locks around her ears. Her eyes widened slightly but I didn't wait another moment. Fire met ice as our lips collided in a demanding, hungry kiss. Her tongue swept over my lips and I let her in. Her hot tongue dipped inside my mouth, caressing my chilled tongue firmly. I heard myself whimper and felt my shorts damped with my own arousal, again belatedly realizing I'd completely stripped bare in front of my best friend and didn't put new panties on.

My hands tightened minutely on her cheeks as she wrapped her long fingers around my waist and lifted me, twisting my body so I was straddling her. Knees on either side of her wide hips, I ground my core against her and smoothed my fingers to the back of her hair, pressing her face to mine. Leah moaned into my mouth then pulled away to breathe. I kept a constant line of open mouth kisses down her jaw to her throat, flicking my tongue onto her skin, causing gooseflesh to rise in my wake.

I growled low in my chest when I heard the footsteps of our packmate getting closer to the closed bedroom door. The steps stopped momentarily before retreating and I sighed into Leah's neck. Pulling back, still seated on her lap with her arms wrapped tightly around my waist, I looked deeply into her eyes.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." I told her with a smile playing on my lips.

Leah's eyes sparkled, smiling back at me she said, "Not as long as I've wanted to."

Staring into her onyx shining eyes, the world faded away. All I felt was this tingling electricity wherever our skin touched, her heart beating against my chest, making me feel human once again. With my fingers still caressing the soft shorn hair at the nape of her neck, I leaned forward and pressed a delicate kiss to her lips. Her warm breath fanned over my lips as she sighed contentedly.

Our moment was rudely broken when the bedroom door swung wide, slamming against the bedroom wall. I leapt off Leah, spinning around and crouching low within a millisecond. A feral growl filling the room that I vaguely recognized as my own.

The saboteur was shocked at my display, pausing in the doorway between the living room and bedroom before shaking his head.

"No time for dominant displays, chickadee," Paul smiled widely. "Intruder alert. Use that once we get out there will ya? I 'bout pissed myself. You're a scary bitch now."

I straightened out of my defensive stance and cocked a trim eyebrow in his direction.

"Intruder? Who?"

Leah came up beside me and grabbed my hand. "Sniff the air, you can smell him."

Paul smiled wider so I assumed this intruder wasn't a threat. I tilted my nose in the air and took a tenative sniff in case these mongrels were crazy enough to bring a human near me. I smelled the normal scents of sweat, arousal, trees, cabin must, even the saliva on my lips that had dried from our intense kisses, but I pushed those aside for now looking for something new. Catching the foreign odor, I started walking toward the living room, passed the couch, ignoring the mirror that tried to claim my attention again, and out the cabin's front door. It lead me face to face with the supposed intruder. His nutty cocoa scent filled my nostrils and my lips pulled up into a face splitting grin.

"Seth!" I launched myself into his chest, knocking him back on his ass into the dirt and leaves, giving him no choice but to wrap his arms around me and hug me back. I missed him so much. His hearty laugh echoed around us as his whole body shook. I pulled back slightly from my position on his lap and looked at his dark chocolate eyes. He kissed my forehead and adjusted his body so he was sitting cross legged under me. I twisted my body so I was cuddled sideways on his lap and laid my head on his shoulder.

The rest of the pack, minus Jared that I could see, were laughing at us and watching us fondly. Where Jake and Leah were my best friends and Sam an older brother figure, Seth was my younger brother figure. I had helped him get through his sophomore year of high school after he'd phased and fell behind in his coursework. I was there for him and his sister when Harry died from a heart attack in his sleep. I helped Sue make dinners upon dinners to keep her wolfy teens fed. When Seth had nightmares about his father's death, I snuck into his room and held him while he cried, whispering my love and that everything would be alright. He was such a mini Jacob and could make me smile just as easily as his older doppelganger. I hadn't worried at all about how Seth would react to my transition from human to leech. Our familial bond was strong and unbreakable.

Paul came to our side and squatted down beside us. He placed his large hand on my upper arm as if to steady himself.

"That's not what we discussed, Swan." He said in mock reprimand.

I grinned at him and stuck my tongue out. "I'm not scaring my Seth." I hugged my brother figure tighter to my chest and Paul shoved hard toppling both Seth and I over onto our sides in the dirt laughing his fucking ass off.

"Paul, you'd better phase because," I paused as I righted both Seth and myself to a standing position and waited for Paul to find his composure. "I'm going to beat your ass." My voice was menacing. Way better than my scariest human voice that I'd used on Sam during my birthday party just days before. Paul didn't laugh at me this time and I inwardly cheered as his heart picked up pace. He couldn't tell if I was joking or not, thanks to my new stone-like features, I could keep a straight face and not worry about my blush.

I let my fingers slowly curl into claws, making sure he was watching. My pack backed away from us, most likely also wondering how serious I was.

"Come on, Paul. I don't got all fucking day."

His eyes popped wide and he dropped his face to pull his shorts down. In the split moment his face was off mine and knowing the whole pack was watching me intently, I winked. Their muscles relaxed visibly and I knew they caught my meaning.

This is payback.

Paul was always picking on me the most, especially before he imprinted on Jacob's older sister. Pushing me over just like he had a minute ago, throwing me into the ocean with all my clothes on, sneaking around with his wolf senses to jump out at me from dark places and laughing it up at my terrified shrieks.

Paul stood slowly after removing his tan cargo cutoffs. His heavy manhood dangling between his trunk-thick thighs enticingly but I tried not to pay it any mind. I'd always found Paul exceptionally attractive with his honey brown eyes, dark brown hair, and flawless native skin. His chisled jaw and sharp nose complimented his almond shaped eyes, he was a fine specimen and had I gotten my head out of my ass before he imprinted on Rachel, I could've 'hit that' as he so crudely reminded me again and again. My eyes trailed up his body, my face nor my body giving away my innermost thoughts, and I locked eyes on his.

Lowering myself into a crouch as if preparing myself to launch directly at him, Paul's muscles shook and trembled in preparation of the shift. In another moment he was a gorgeous dark gray wolf, lips pulled back in a silent snarl, his eyes still filled with questions. He sank low on his forelegs and I twisted my left foot to gain his attention. I knew he was expecting me to leap straight into him and I also knew that if he thought I would make the first move, he would leap first to obtain the upper hand.

He leapt straight for me.

Predictable fucker.

I launched myself straight up into the air and grasped onto a tree branch, letting my body dangle high above the ground. Paul shook his fur out and paced below me, a deep growl drumming in his chest. He narrowed his yellow ringed eyes at me and I swung my legs back and forth effectively swinging on my branch, grinning madly at him. He half heartedly hopped toward me then sat on his rear in a huff.

The guys watched, snickering and telling Paul how gullible he was. Leah kept her eyes on my ass. I knew that being stretched this way, my tee rode up exposing my midriff and my ass cheeks peeked beneath my shorts.

Paul whined and flopped onto his side, eyeing me. I narrowed my eyes at him wondering his game. He rolled onto his back, exposing his belly, his forelegs stretched toward me, hind legs tucked close to his hips, tail swishing in the leaves. I let go of my branch and fell gracefully next to him, squatting low and rubbing his tummy. Just as I bent to kiss his wolfy chest, he flipped and shoved me face first into the dirt, standing on my back. I easily broke his hold and jumped up, swinging my legs over him like he was a fence and I dove into the forest with Paul hot on my heels. Our packmates phased to join the fun. My tinkling laughter leading them after me into the night.

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