Disclaimer: I am not Stephanie Meyer. I do not own Twilight.

Chapter Nine

Paul's POV

Bella's hand was held tightly within my own as we made our way back to Sam and Emily's house. Some part of me knew I should feel bad about ruining her jeans, but I just couldn't bring myself to regret it. She was absolutely covered in my scent. Both the wolf and the man agreed it was the sexiest scent in the world.

As the house came into view, Bella slowed our steps until we stood motionless in the backyard. My arms came around her, offering support and whatever else she needed in that moment. Her head fit under my chin and I breathed deeply of our mingled scents.

"Come on. Let's get you some fresh clothes," I insisted softly after a while, tugging her towards the house.

She followed willingly as I led her into the guest room. Leaving her in the middle of the room, I walked to her closet to find a fresh pair of jeans for her. When I turned back around, she had already removed her jeans and was in the process of stripping out of her shirt. I felt my cock hardening at the sight of those pale legs, wishing her panties had followed the offending denim.

She blushed at my bold stare, but I couldn't bring myself to look away. Instead, I knelt before her, jeans in hand, and kissed the bone rising above her hip. She was still too skinny for my liking, but at least her bones were no longer poking out from beneath her skin. My fingers trailed along her rib cage, riding the slight bumps down to her stomach. Her breathing increased and she shuffled her feet nervously, forcing me to hide a smirk.

"Lift," I instructed, tapping her left leg.

I helped her slide in first one leg, then the other, pulling the jeans on and covering her gorgeous skin. My hands grasped her hips, holding her still as I nuzzled her bare stomach. Her fingers threaded through my hair bringing a rumbling from my chest.

"Paul?" Bella questioned softly, her fingers pausing.

I sighed, moving away from her to stand up. I walked over to her dresser and grabbed a shirt, not really paying attention to color. She was standing behind me when I turned around, her brown eyes watching me solemnly. Trying to offer a reassuring smile, I helped her into the shirt, kissing her forehead when it was in place.

"What's wrong?" Bella asked, her hand reaching for mine.

My chest tightened painfully as her fingers brushed across mine, softer than a spring breeze and I pulled her into my arms in an attempt to ease the pressure.

There were so many things wrong with what was happening between us. She was a leech lover, a pale face, and the epitome of a goody-two-shoes. She could go off to college, leave this town, and make a life for herself. The craziest thing she had done in her life was fall in love with the wrong person. I had anger management problems, wasn't going anywhere with my life, and spent most of my time on patrols. My mom had left me and my dad when I was little to whore it up with some jackass in Vegas. It didn't take long after she left for my dad to bail as well, leaving me completely alone at thirteen. On top of all the reasons why I wasn't right for her, I still wasn't sure whether or not I'd imprinted on her.

I knew we had a connection, one that was stronger than even Sam and Emily's. I felt her constantly, even when we were apart. My wolf sought her out every night before we began patrols, needing to know where she was and that she was safe. The wolf was constantly calculating how long it would take us to reach her if something happened, even when we were in human form. My wolf knew Bella belonged to us and the man would never let her go without a fight, but the Elders and the pack insisted it wasn't an imprint bond all because I hadn't had some huge "BAM!" moment.

"Paul?" Bella murmured, uncertainty creeping into her voice.

I realized I'd been quiet for too long and doubts were starting to creep into that pretty little head of hers.

"Hush, Swan, I was just thinking," I assured her.

"About what?" Bella asked, still sounding a little wary.

"The pack. The Elders. My wolf. Imprinting," I listed, holding her tighter.

"Imprinting?" Bella repeated curiously.

"It's like the mating call. Emily is Sam's imprint just like Kim is Jared's. They looked into each other's eyes and instantly fell in love," I explained.

"Oh," Bella breathed, her body tensing slightly in my arms.

I closed my eyes, hoping she wouldn't pull away from me, praying she didn't ask the one question I couldn't answer.

"Have you imprinted?" Bella asked, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Shit!

What the hell did I ever do to my ancestors that they enjoyed fucking with me like this?

"I don't know," I answered reluctantly.

"How do you not know?" Bella asked, lifting her head to meet my gaze.

My irritation melted as I looked into her eyes and my touch was gentle as I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I haven't had a struck-by-lightning moment like Sam and Jared. They said it was like gravity shifted and suddenly it was Emily and Kim holding them to the earth," I told her.

"But you haven't felt that," Bella stated.

"No, I haven't," I agreed.

"So you haven't imprinted, then," Bella claimed, just as easily.

"But I might have," I argued.

Bella huffed in frustration, a little line forming between her brows. I chuckled and kissed the line away, glad that someone else was as irritated with the problem as I was. My hands framed her face as I began to explain my reasoning.

"When I saw you, that first day you came here, you looked right into my eyes and something changed in me. It wasn't as obvious as what happened to Sam and Jared, but it was no less powerful. And every day that I spend with you, I can feel our bond becoming stronger. It may not be the typical way to imprint, but I do know that I can't ever imagine letting you go. You belong to me," I insisted, my thumbs brushing away a few tears that escaped to roll down her cheeks.

"Do you love me?" Bella asked, her voice cracking slightly.

"Yes. More than I would've thought possible for someone like me," I admitted.

"I think I love you, too," Bella smiled weakly.

"I hope you do, because you're never getting rid of me," I vowed gruffly.

"I wouldn't want to," Bella promised, smiling wider.

With a growl, I pulled her up into my arms, my mouth hungrily consuming hers as I walked us to the bed. I fell onto it, her beneath me as my hands fisted in the shirt I had just put on her. My wolf reminded me of the promise I had made earlier and I stripped the shirt and bra from her. She gasped as the quick movement, but didn't offer any protest as my teeth nipped along her throat.

"So fucking beautiful," I moaned, moving down to capture a nipple.

"Paul!" Bella cried, her fingers fisting in my hair.

My tongue lapped at the sensitive bud, growling at the sexy noises she was making. Her hips moved impatiently against mine, seeking any sort of friction. I bit down on her nipple, making her scream and pull at my hair.

"Too… many… clothes," I snarled, moving down to tear her jeans off.

She sat up, her hands going to the button of my jean shorts and popping it open. I watched with hooded eyes as she lowered the zipper slowly. She pulled at my shorts, but became frustrated when they wouldn't come off.

"Easy, Swan," I chuckled, moving off the bed and shedding the shorts swiftly.

I was back on top of her in a flash, our bodies pressed together as our mouths met and tongues dueled. The only thing separating us was a tiny scrap of material acting as her panties. They ripped easily in my hands as I tore the fabric from her and we were finally completely skin on skin.

"You feel so fucking good, Swan," I groaned, thrusting between her legs.

She whimpered in response, her tiny nails digging into my shoulders as I moved over top of her.

"Listen to me, Swan," I demanded, fighting not to just slam inside her body right then and there.

Her brown eyes blinked up at me, her bottom lip held tightly between her teeth as she continued writhing beneath me. I lowered my body until I completely pinned her to the mattress, making sure she couldn't move.

"Are you a virgin?" I asked, my dick jumping at the thought.

"Yes. Please, Paul, please move," Bella begged, trying to move against me.

"Ah, ah, ah, Swan. Not yet. We gotta take this slow for your first time. I'm a big man, baby. I don't want to hurt you," I soothed, brushing hair out of her face.

"Please," Bella whimpered, throwing her head back.

The sight of her neck, the submissive pose, snapped something inside of me and my wolf howled in victory. I slammed my lips against hers, my fingers moving down to play with her clit and prepare her for me. I nearly came apart when I realized how wet she already was, her juices coating my fingers in seconds.

"Fuck, Swan," I gritted, trying to hold back.

"Yes, please," Bella quipped, moving against my fingers.

I chuckled darkly, glad she could still maintain her sense of humor, at least for now. My finger slipped inside her wet pussy and we both moaned at the feeling. She was so tight, I could only fit one finger in. I would have to stretch her out before I could even consider getting my dick in there. She chanted my name, pleading with me to fuck her. I shuddered over top of her, holding back as I stroked my finger in and out while my thumb played with her swollen clit.

I added another finger as I began kissing my way down her body, gritting my teeth against the urge to come. My lips finally found what I had been aiming for and I sucked on her clit, shuddering as she screamed my name. My hips were moving against the bed, unable to stay still as I pleasured the beauty beneath me. Her entire body was flushed as I worked my tongue over her clit before squeezing in a third finger. She was practically thrashing on the bed as I pumped my fingers inside her, begging me to make her come.

Growling, I moved away from her and onto my knees. My dick was so hard it hurt and I knew I couldn't wait any longer.

"I'm gonna try to go slow, Swan, but tell me if I hurt you," I instructed, lining myself up at her entrance.

"Yes, yes, just fuck me, Paul, please," Bella begged, her hands fisting in the bed sheets.

"Don't worry, baby. I will," I promised, chuckling slightly.

I pushed in slowly, watching as the head disappeared inside of her. She moaned, pushing her body down to meet me, but I backed away. My hand came down on her hip and she gasped, her brown eyes flying to mine.

"Stay still," I ordered before thrusting forward again.

She bit her lip, watching me while I watched my dick slide inside her. I set up a slight thrusting, pushing in a little further each time. She whined beneath me, clearly wanting more, but I was desperate not to hurt her. I was halfway in when I felt the resistance of her hymen tightening around my cock, preventing me from going further and I knew I couldn't spare her this pain.

"I'm sorry, Swan," I whispered before slamming into her.

She screamed at the swift intrusion, a few tears slipping from between her eyelids. I kissed them away, apologizing over and over, promising it would get better. Gradually, her body began to relax beneath me and I thrust in the rest of the way. When she moaned softly, I pulled out, watching her closely.

"Does it hurt, Swan?" I asked, holding myself still despite the urge to just pound away.

"No. No, please. Move," Bella whimpered, clutching at me.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I thrust back inside her, groaning over her moan at the feel of wet heat wrapped tight around my dick. Her legs wrapped around my waist, encasing me in her heat as I pumped into her. She nails dug into my shoulders as I teased her neck with my teeth and tongue. Never had anything felt so amazing as we moved together, her body the perfect match for mine.

"Come for me, Swan. I know you can," I demanded, my fingers moving down to press against her clit.

She made soft mewing noises as I increased my pace, thrusting into her harder until the sound of slapping skin echoed in the silent house. She screamed my name a second before I felt her walls squeeze my dick.

"Fuck," I groaned, unable to hold back my seed as her walls held me in a vice-like grip.

I collapsed on top of her after, unable to support my own weight as I buried my face into her neck. Her arms wrapped around me, her fingers tracing along my spine. Not sure if I was ever going to be able to move, I placed a kiss beneath her ear.

"You were amazing," I murmured.

"So were you. God, is it always like that?" Bella asked, giggling softly.

"No. It's never been like that before," I told her, lifting my head to look down at her.

Her face was flushed and she was smiling impishly, clearly pleased with herself. I grinned, leaning down to kiss her gently. Her lips parted beneath mine, allowing my tongue to sweep inside. When she nipped at my lower lip, I groaned, feeling my dick harden inside her.

"You're going to kill me," I accused, rolling over so she was on top.

"Mmm. I think you'll be fine," Bella hummed, shifting until she got comfortable.

"Fuck, Swan. You keep doing that I'll never last," I hissed, gripping her hips.

"Oh! I think I might like being on top," Bella giggled, rocking forward.

"I've created a monster," I moaned, grinning up at her.

"It's your own fault," Bella insisted, setting up a smooth rhythm.

"I'll take full responsibility, so long as I'm the only one who gets to see you like this," I told her, lifting her up and slamming her back down.

"Oh!" Bella gasped, throwing her head back.

I smirked, lifting her again. Gradually, she began moving on her own, bouncing on top of me. My eyes were fastened on her breast, the way they moved as I thrust up to meet her. My mouth watered and I ached to suck them into my mouth.

Pulling her down by the back of her neck, I shifted until they were moving right above me. Leaning up, I sucked one of the globes into my mouth, moaning as she moved faster over my dick.

"Paul, Paul, Paul," Bella chanted, her voice high and breathy.

My hands grabbed onto her ass, controlling her movements as I thrust up into her. I knew it wasn't going to take long before I'd be coming again, but I fought against the tightening of my balls, wanting to make it last.

"Milk my dick, Swan," I ordered before biting down hard on her nipple.

She screamed, her entire body shaking as her pussy clenched around my dick, making me see spots as I blew my load into her.

Lapping at the nipple I'd just abused, I hummed contently.

"We should probably clean up," Bella suggested after a while.

"Probably," I agreed, making no move to leave the bed.

"Emily and Sam will be back soon," Bella added.

"Yeah," I agreed again, smiling slightly.

"You have no intention of moving, do you?" Bella asked with a smile.

"Nope."