A/N: Hello readers. I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while. School has been a bit hectic, and I haven't had the desire to write. I refuse to give up on this story because it's actually a good idea. I'm not sure when the next update will be, but I'll try to write more than one chapter. Until then, enjoy this really short chapter.
When I wake up, I notice two things; it smells of nothing but sex, and Alice is cuddling with me naked. My head tilts down to see a halo of inky black hair covering my chest. A growl rumbles in my chest, and I can't help but agree with my wolf; this is amazing. My right hand begins stroking against her hair brushing it out of her face. Her nose twitches when some of the hair touches it, so I chuckle at the cuteness and continue my ministrations.
"Quit it," Alice grumbles against my skin. Her warm breath tickles me, but I keep messing with her just to hear her voice. My thumb strokes over her eyebrow and down her nose; she scrunches it and bites my boob.
"Ow! Dammit Alice, that hurt."
"I told you to quit it," she says around the chunk of my breast still in her mouth. She begins to suck on it definitely leaving a hicky. When she finishes, she pulls back and stares at her handy work. I look down, see the heart shaped bruise on my chest, and can't help but be impressed.
"Come on, you dork," I chuckle as I get up and go to my shower. Alice waits until I'm almost to the bathroom door to jump on my back. I stumble lightly and glare at her through the mirror. She just laughs and kisses the side of my head. With a sigh and the shake of my head, I start the water and get it to the right temperature. Then I shift Alice around until she's clinging to my front and step under the spray. She lets out a soft gasp from the temperature change as I press her to the shower wall.
Once she's soaked from the water, I reach beside her for the soap. Slowly, I let her down until her feet hit the tile. I then proceed to lather her up with my hands. She moans each time I hit a sensitive spot. When I get to her neck, I don't apply soap; my tongue peeks out to meet the bite I gave her last night. She shivers from the contact and sighs as my saliva helps it heal more. I do a thorough job before washing her hair. When I finish, she returns the favor, and we head out to get dressed and meet with my family. I lend Alice some of my clothes- a long t-shirt, panties, and a pair of sweat pants- and get dressed in a black wife beater and a pair of black boxers. She jumps on my back, and I take us down to the food.
"Damn, I could smell the two of you from a mile away!" Em says seriously as I sit down and pull Alice into my lap. A cocky smirk graces my features only to be wiped off the moment Alice notices it.
"Don't be an ass Isa," she says as she reaches for a banana. I hold her closer and hide my face into her neck. When I peek up, her half eaten banana is shoved into my face by Emmett.
"DAMMIT EM! I just got out of the shower," I whine to him. Alice grabs a paper towel and Em's water and proceeds to wipe off my face. When she finishes, she kisses me gently. We get caught up in it until Kate makes her presence known by shocking me. I jump out of my chair, and Alice begins to tumble to the floor. Right as she hits it, she shifts into a lion about as high as the kitchen counter. Her fur is a dark blue-black, and her eyes lighten to an icy blue. I glare at Kate while Alice huffs and lies at my feet. I sit down next to her and lye my head on her side. She licks her paws a couple of times before turning and licking across my lips.
"Ewww, Ali, you got slobber on me!" I while dramatically. She rolls her eyes and nudges my neck and gently nipping at it. I shrug once and let the change take over me. After a few moments, I wrap my slightly larger canine body around her feline one. Kate squeals at the cuteness and races off to get her camera. When she gets back, she snaps a couple pictures. The both of us roll our eyes, and snuggle closer together.
Eventually, the rest of the gang shows up. Both Rosalie and Esme look as sated as Alice and me; each one has a bite mark on the right side of their neck. Alice lazily pulls her head up to look at our mates. She lets out a yawn, and they giggle. Next thing I know, all four of us are on the floor of the living room with Alice and me draped over their legs. I let out a rumbling growl when Esme runs her fingers through my fur; Rosalie does the same for Alice. At this moment, life is pretty close to perfect.
