Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
WARNING: THERE WILL BE EXTREME SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS THROUGH OUT THIS STORY. NO CHARACTER IS SAFE AND NO ONE WILL BE SPARED. WILL INCLUDE SLASH, VOYERISM, INCEST and maybe a little BONDAGE.
~TABOO~
Summary: It was forbidden, taboo, but the fruit was so sweet that each and every one of them could not ignore the wolf inside them.
Hungry like the Wolf
Sam sat on the steps of the porch, a cold beer in one hand and the other wrapped around Rebecca Black who was humming and wriggling her ass into his lap. He'd heard the tune before but couldn't quite place it – something new, upbeat with an almost techno backing.
He knew as a husband that he should have felt some kind of remorse for cheating on his wife, but for the life of him he couldn't. He knew that perhaps by keeping up the fling he had with the true alpha's sister that maybe he would be able to crawl under his skin, much like Jacob Black was currently spreading his own poison through his veins.
Jacob was sleeping with Leah.
His Lee-Lee was sleeping with that son of bitch Black.
His hands had been on her caressing those curves he still felt under his palms when he looked at her. His lips had touched her in only places Sam should have known, that he'd spent hours lapping across and tasting.
His dick, inside of her, feeling those silken walls that cried out for release.
Growling, he grasped the elbow of the steely temptress in front of him and spun her around making her fall to straddle his lap. She'd let out a tiny gasp of surprise but kept up with her beat, mesmerizing him just that little bit more.
She was truly a beautiful woman. Her russet skin was soft, her hair was long and thick allowing him to twirl his fingers into a fist inside it. Her breasts were full, her nipples almost constantly pert and constantly pleading to be sucked. Those eyes, those deep dark chocolate eyes she shared with the rest of the Black siblings. She was almost perfect. At least for him.
Slinging her arms around Sam's thick neck she looked up and down his body appreciatively as she swayed her hips. She couldn't deny that he belonged among Gods. that hair, those devil eyes, those thick lips that spread under his broad nose.
"Like what you see big boy?"
Rebecca loved to tease Sam, it was almost a given after all of the years. Ever since he was a little kid she knew he hated being antagonized. Rachel and her would often terrorize Jacob and his little school friends, as well as creating quite a roar amongst the rest of the boys who lived on the Rez in their grade.
But Sam - he was just so - fun.
He was like a fish that wouldn't quit. Constantly wrapping his lips around the bait and tugging hard until the fisher snapped him up out of the water and gutted him.
She giggled softly as his lip came over his teeth in an attempt to sneer at her. Even when he was angry she wanted to kiss him.
"You know I do" He bit out harshly sipping on his beer and feeling her hands running across his back and shoulder's.
He knew she liked it. His body. His smile. Even the temper. She was three ways of fucked up for wanting to be involved with him.
"Don't get snappy with me Mister" She growled slamming her hips down against his, feeling his erection bump sharply into the apex of her legs. "Otherwise-" She breathed, leaning in and taking his earlobe in her mouth "- you won't get your surprise"
Her body rocked against his seductively, her actions willing his wolf closer to the surface than he usually liked without shifting. Each time she brushed against his erection it felt like electricity was pulsing straight from her into his cock.
Placing the beer down on the porch Sam grabbed her hips roughly, pulling her whole body to his, fusing them together.
"I don't liked to be teased Ms Black" He growled as his hands wandered up her body, finding and palming his warm hand against her breast, while the other held the back of the neck.
He loved being rough with Rebecca.
With Emily it was all about love, making love - but with Rebecca - shit - he could barely contain himself from slamming her down into the dirt and fucking her until her last breath. She managed to pull his wolf so close to break, when he came he had to stop himself from trembling and shifting while inside her.
Rebecca gasped as he squeezed down, her nipples hardening under his touch and scraping across his hand like hard glass tips.
She couldn't help but lean back, her hips jaggedly fitting against his, along with her chin tilted upward, a sign of submission to him. She wanted him to take her.
His mouth only took a second to descend, coming down hungrily to nip and lick at the long column. She tasted more sweet than salty, even after the long trek she'd made to the house.
"Sam-" She whimpered, feeling his teeth graze the sensitive flesh of her throat as his hand moved up it's way from her breast to her thigh. Rubbing and teasing for only a moment on the outside of her thigh his fingers slid in a fluid motion to stroke her folds through the cotton of her underwear which was near soaked already.
He couldn't believe his luck when she'd shown up; wearing what looked to be the smallest, sluttiest skirt he'd ever seen on a woman. There would be no way in hell his Emily would ever wear something so - provocative.
And it made him happy.
Rebecca Black didn't have to come back after the first time they fucked in his and Emily's bed. She didn't have to wear what she did for him. But she did. She wore it and came back - for him.
Slipping his hand under the cotton, he didn't wait, he couldn't. He wanted to see that beautifully wicked face twist in pleasure - twist just for him.
Rebecca groaned, laying her head on his shoulder as she felt those thick long fingers slide right along the lips of her pussy to her opening. She'd immediately clenched around the digits filling her, violating her, making him moan back a response.
If their was one thing she absolutely loved about Sam, it was his voice. That deep and raspy low tone could make her wet within seconds, make her back crawl with goose bumps and make her toes curl. Phone sex with Sam once Emily came back was a definite must.
"Sam-" She whispered desperately as her hands wove their way into his jet black hair to drag his mouth to hers. She needed those lips against hers. She needed him that much closer.
His lips tasted so good. There was a slight waver of the beer on the tip of his tongue but the overwhelming scent of man was everywhere else. She didn't know a man could smell so delicious. With women they had been delicate, sweet tasting, some even a little salty but with Sam it was like being invaded with salt, with spice and whole crushed cinnamon.
She'd been convinced after sleeping with one of the local 'whore' men in Forks when she was sixteen, that she would never be able to enjoy a man again. The whole experience had been a rather disappointing experience which left her unsatisfied and bored. The mans performance was definitely under par, his reputation far exceeding the way he got his fuck on.
But there was just something so good about Sam. About the way he touched her, the way he was rough with her, about the way he cared – even if he tried desperately hard to hide it.
"Cum for me Bec's, come into my hand like the naughty little bitch you are" He growled as he nipped along her jaw line. "Show me how much you want my big dick to fill you"
Sam's thumb circled her clit roughly, as he thought about that mutt Jacob doing the same thing to his Leah. She belonged to him, not the young Alpha pup. The pup that was still hung up on Bella Swan. If Lee-Lee wanted pups she should have gone to him.
"Fuck Sam - don't stop" Rebecca hissed as she threw her head back in ecstasy, biting her bottom lip and riding herself against the hand that was wedged tightly between them.
"That's it baby, quake around my fingers like a slut" He commanded, pushing his finger's deeper and circling the tips to brush against the soft flesh inside her hot snatch.
"Uha - Oh my - Oh fuck. Kiss me Sam" She cried, trying to pull him closer, using his shirt and neck to press him to her.
He knew just how to touch her. When to hold back, when to give, and when to take. In the last few days, Sam had shown her truly what it was like to be under the power of lust.
As much as she liked women, she needed Sam like a drug. Loving a woman was so different to a man. They were softer, they liked things slow, and she could talk about stupid things that had happened to her during the day. Truth was, even though Rebecca was exclusively interested in women, if Sam was to ever leave Emily, she wouldn't be too far away.
"Magic word little girl. Say the magic word" He breathed, his eyes quivering black as they flicked over her face, watching as her pleasure took her over.
All because of him.
"Now! Kiss me now you asshole" Becca hissed, slamming her lips to his and scrapping her nails across his back, hard enough to draw blood.
She could have sworn he was smiling against her lips.
Sue fiddled with the door as Charlie stepped out of the house and placed his hat on his head. "Thank you for coming by" She smiled graciously.
"It aint no problem Sue. Just hope the little lady is feeling better soon" He murmured his eyes down cast a little and his permanent blush etched on his cheeks.
Sue sighed as she thought about her daughter who she'd tucked into bed and kissed on the forehead like a child. She finally fallen asleep after Sue had given her a couple of sleep aids. Her daughter was hurting over Jacob's betrayal in front of the council, making the relationship they'd built in such a quick time; a mockery. Sue knew Leah was strong, but she was still her baby, her little girl. She'd been through so much and if Sue could do anything to ease that pain she would.
Even if that in itself required her to kick Jacob black in the groin.
"Will you be okay?" She asked Charlie timidly, knowing that he often over worked himself and didn't eat as much as he should. Ever since Bella had passed, Charlie worried her close to death and she wanted to know that he would be okay. If the tables had been turned she knew she wouldn't be able to handle the pain as well as Charlie seemed to have been.
"You've got bigger things to worry about than me getting a hot meal" He smiled lazily, grasping her hand in his own and kissing her knuckles. "I'll see you tomorrow. Lunch. On me" It wasn't a question so she didn't have to answer.
"I'll see you then" She blushed, loving the feel of his moustache brushing against her flesh.
Her pussy had immediately melted thinking about feeling those rough calloused hands and that facial hair working her against the pillow riddled couch of her lounge room. Him telling her how much he loved her, how he couldn't live without her. It may have been a fools dream but she still desperately held on to hope that he would come around and want more from her than dinner and snuggling.
Her thoughts ceased to spin once she spotted the shape of a wolf trotting along the tree line in the distance. The words she was about to speak caught in her throat and she could already feel the slither of lust working it's way down her spine to her core.
"It's a date" He nodded, stepping off the porch and walking towards his truck to leave.
Sue quickly bustled inside and ran up to her room, remembering the call she had received from Quil earlier that night.
'Rule number one, no clothes on in the bedroom. Ever'
She felt silly, like a school girl, as she allowed her clothes to drop to the ground, careful to listen for the sound of Charlie's truck as it pulled out of the driveway. She couldn't have him walking in on such a sight.
Turning towards the mirror she combed her fingers through her long hair, trying to look at least a tiny bit decent for her teenage lover. She hadn't felt this young in a long time, not since her and Harry would sneak out to a movie theatre and she would go down on him in the back row as seniors in high school.
Hearing the bedroom window slide open she turned and covered herself out of instinct. Just because the young wolf had seen it all, did not mean she was comfortable about that fact. Maybe she was in too deep with him. Maybe she should put a stop to all this craziness now before someone found out or before her feelings toward Charlie became compromised.
"So you decided to listen to me?" Quil smirked as his large frame maneuvered through the small window, his body covered in a light sheen of sweat from running late night patrols.
"You say that like I had a choice" Sue frowned, watching as he sauntered over to her, his big strides covering the space between them quickly.
"You're right, you don't. Plus, it's almost a crime to cover all of this heavenly body" He groaned as he wove his arms around her waist and pulled her flush towards his raging hard on.
"Jesus-" She breathed "Does that thing ever go down?"
"Not when you're around. Never" He grinned, swaying his hips so the tip of his already leaking cock could brush against the flesh of her stomach.
Sue bit back a moan as he leaned forward to kiss her, his whole mouth almost devouring hers in a powerful kiss, his dominance coming to the forefront.
Pulling away Sue saw the mischievous glint in his eyes. Almost like a predator. Scrap that, he was a predator.
"I'm hungry" He smiled as he threw himself down on the bed, and lay with his arms behind his head, his body looking so devious and hot.
Immediately Sue felt disheartened. He wanted her to cook? Now after he'd made her undress, got her hot, kissed her like that?
"Oh... okay. Let me just-"
Before she could step away from the bed, his hand came out to snatch her wrist, to stop her from leaving the bedroom. Her brows pulled together in confusion, her mouth twisting a little at the corner.
"I thought you were-"
"I am." He grinned, his eyes racking up and down her body appreciatively. Those dark brown pools were swimming with lust and it felt nice to be looked at like a woman rather than someone's mother or a wife.
"Sit on my face"
"Excuse me?" Sue shrieked in horror, trying to tug her hand away. Sue knew she wasn't a prude by any means – but that? Was he serious?
"Sit on my face. I'm hungry." He whispered huskily, drawing her closer by her wrist, his palm making her hand burn from the heat that emanated from it.
Sue couldn't help but turn bright red at his statement, wanting nothing more than to turn around and run out of the room. "I don't think-"
"That's just it babe, don't think. Rule number two-" Quil drawled, pulling her over, making her straddle his chest. "I'm always hungry. Like a wolf" He grinned, those eye teeth almost glimmering in the dark.
Definitely a predator.
Before Sue could plead with him to be reasonable, he clutched her ass tightly in his big hands and pulled her pussy to his face, her knees resting either side of his head. He knew she would try to back out, but after catching her scent there was no way in Hell he would allow it.
He wanted to bury his face against her, purr and nip at the flesh in between her legs that was radiating that particular scent. Sue Clearwater had always - always, been a beautiful woman. He'd grown up knowing it was not only on the outside but on the inside. She was warm and caring even when his grandmother would kick him out of the house for wrecking yet another glass vase. It was always Sue who took him in, gave him a hot plate of grub and let him and Seth stay up all night watching re-runs of 'The Jetsons'.
It was his turn to take care of her now he was grown.
Her hands automatically flew to the headboard as his tongue swept over her folds, sucking on them lightly, before bumping the tip of the wonderful pink organ against her clit. He sucked on it lavishly, almost painfully, making her legs tremble and her back bow.
"Oh Lord" Sue cried, her knuckles turning white from the strength she was using to hold on for dear life. He was marvelous, wicked, driving her higher and higher into a state of bliss, heights she'd admittedly never reached before.
"Not Lord honey - Quil" He grinned, before parting her lips and gliding his tongue inside her warm, dripping wet walls. "Hmm..." He hummed out, loving the taste of her. Pulling her closer, he all but impaled her on his tongue, allowing it to slide in and out of that hot, honeyed cavern, making sure to lap up all the wetness.
There wasn't going to be one part of her left unsatisfied and left unfucked if he had anything to do with it.
He was going to make her forget about Charlie Swan - and he was going to steal her heart.
"So" Seth mumbled as his shoe toed the ground beneath him.
"So" Embry smirked back, folding his arms against his chest casually to lean back against an old oak tree. "You're blushing again" He smiled, reaching out and pulling Seth towards him so he stood between his open legs. Running a thumb across his forearm Embry gave but a small smile. "You okay?"
Seth, diverting his eyes unable to look at the man in front of him, touched a hand to his heated cheeks. "Yeah... It's just... never mind, it's stupid" He replied shaking his head.
"Aww come on babe" Embry grinned, pulling Seth closer by tugging on his eggshell coloured tee. "You can tell me anything" He drawled against his lovers ear, placing a simple kiss there and pulling away.
Seth bit his lip nervously, trying to will up the courage to ask Embry the question that had been swirling in his mind since the council meeting earlier that night. Watching his sister's hurt face after Jacob's rant, he too wondered if all of this was too good to be true. What if it got out that they were - close? Would the council send them away, would they condemn the relationship in front of the whole tribe - the two packs included.
It became evident to Seth that he wasn't gay the moment he contemplated his feelings for Embry verses other men. He didn't look at the others the same way he looked at Embry. He didn't try to steal glances when they stripped off to phase or even fairly good looking guys in the street.
No.
Seth wasn't gay. But he loved Embry. And over everything, that one thing trumped all others.
"Where did you go just then?"
Embry asked, raising and eyebrow and flicking his hair to the side to stop it from falling over his eyes.
"Nowhere" Seth smiled, running his hands down Embry's shirt and twisting his hands in the bottom of the hem.
Letting out a sigh and looking up at Embry with those baby brown eyes, his breath almost caught in his throat looking into the eyes of the man he loved.
"You okay?" Embry asked softly, brushing Seth's cheek with the pad of his thumb. His eyebrows pulled together in concern. Seth was acting weird and was starting to make him worry. Did his baby wolf not want to do this any more, did he think the risks were too great?
Before Seth could say anything else, Embry's lips swooped down and claimed his in a searing kiss, fire immediately moving across Seth's cheeks and chest. The kiss seemed urgent. More than before. Much more.
Pulling away, Seth panted trying to catch his breath, the kiss catching him off guard and literally taking his breath away.
"We're going to last"
Seth open his mouth to speak, but was cut off again.
"We're going to tell them. Soon."
"I don't want to hurt my mom" Seth said softly, brushing his fingers through his boyfriend's hair slowly, making sure to cherish the feel of each strand. "I don't want to leave"
Pulling Seth closer, Embry wrapped his large arms around the smaller wolf, nuzzling his face in the crook of his neck to take in his wonderful scent "We won't have to leave, I'll make sure of it" He whispered, kissing Seth's neck gently and almost too tenderly.
"You promise?" The younger shifter asked in a small voice making Embry's heart almost break.
"I promise baby - I promise"
AN - Woops... So~ooo *taps fingers on keyboard nervously* - It's been a while since I updated and this chapter was pretty hard to write. My lemons - or lack there of - have been absolutely FAIL the last couple of months, so I thought I'd start off with a little foreplay for ya'll.
This chapter is dedicated to StoryLost - who loves her some non canon pairings - and that crazy stalker that keeps leaving me anon reviews telling me to update. And while you are a stalker - I am totally loving you right now. It seems to be your mission in life to not let me forget about this fic (which I love you for) and to annoy me to death until I update again (please keep annoying me, I love it)!
One last note - Who loves them some dirty Quil? Who wants Emily to die, alone and old while Sam fucks Rebecca in their bed? And who (besides me) is totally crushing on Seth and Embry right now...
I am still hoping for that Quileute sandwich ladies! *shivers* Mwah!
