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||= Finally My Turn =||
I went looking for Jake almost as soon as I left Rebecca's house. I regretted it. As soon as the question left my mouth, I could tell by the look on his face what the answer would be. I had to run patrol with Embry, which made things twice as bad as they already were. It was only fair, but it couldn't hurt to cut me a little slack just once, especially after the torture I'd gone through during my girlfriend's departure. He was turning into a real hard ass, like Sam. All he needed to do was get pissed and tear half of Renesme's face off and then they'd be identical. I told him so, and he went berserk.
Fur went flying, teeth snapping and claws ripping. It was what I needed. We were so loud that Quil came to investigate, and I was so angry I almost jumped on him, too. In the end, neither of us won the fight, but I took comfort in the fact that I had given him a run for his money. Standing there snarling at each other for several minutes, we locked eyes, daring the other to look away. After several minutes, Quil cut the silence with a soft whine. Head held high, I turned and left. When I got home, my mother bombarded me with questions. I could hardly escape her, and it was hours later before I got away. After that, I took to avoiding her.
Rebecca was visibly disappointed when I told I wouldn't be able to stay with her because I had some "personal things" to take care of. It made me feel that much worse knowing she wanted me to come over just as bad as I wanted to be there. The possibilities made my mouth water. My dreams would've made a porn addict feel at home, always waking up with soaked underwear and sweat slicked skin. They were always so vivid, making me crave her that much more each time I saw her. I loved being near her, the natural perfume of her skin swirling in my nose, the feel of her soft skin, everything about her, but as much as I hated to admit it, my body had needs, too. I longed to move past kissing on the lips and nibbling her neck, but was afraid of what might just be too much for her.
"Its fine, Leah. I understand that you have things to do. I know you better things to do than hang out with me all the time." She said, smiling gently. She was wrong; she was my life. There was nothing I'd rather do more than spend time with her.
"Don't be so sure of that." I sighed, a whole new wave of anger washing over me. I wished I could deck Jake in the face. Renesme seriously needed to do him. Maybe he wouldn't be such a dick all the time, without all that sexual tension. Maybe. Rebecca leaned forward and kissed my forehead.
"You're so sweet." She murmured against my skin. I closed my eyes, drinking her in.
"You're sweeter." I said and lifted my head, nipping her lower lip with my teeth. She let out a little laugh and pressed her lips to mine.
"Liar." I opened my mouth to argue, but became far more interested in the way the muscles in her throat flexed when she swallowed. Friday afternoon all I could think about was how she'd be home alone, watching TV all by herself. She'd mentioned that her friend might come over and stick around for the night, but it still upset me. I couldn't help but feel jealous that it wasn't me that'd be keeping her company.
After a firm discussion with Embry, it was decided that my shift would be over at sunup. Just before nightfall, I took a shower and called Rebecca, gushing love over the phone as I gathered an old flannel shirt and a pair of cutoffs to take out with me. When it was time to leave, we had a ten minute long good-bye. As I was walking to the forest, I glanced up at the sky to see the dark, steely thunderheads blowing in. No doubt there would be a storm. It'd be a long night.
I tied my clothes around my ankle with a long piece of string before I phased, a sense of calm settling over me as I stared around at the trees that enclosed me. I wondered if there was a place where Rebecca felt the same sort of peace. I stretched my claws, raking them through the soft soil beneath my feet, inhaling the smell of the forest and the oncoming rain. Being a wolf, it was a part of me, what I was. I sniffed the bark of a nearby pine, then broke into a trot, taking in the sounds of animals scurrying, feathers rustling. Everything about it was so familiar, second nature to me. The feeling was built into me, as it was all the other wolves.
I heard the fat droplets of water hitting the ground a mile off before they reached me. Embry wasn't pleased about the weather, but got over it after a little while. We were more or less ignoring each other, which was difficult to do when your brains are linked together, but we managed. His mental notes about his surroundings drifted into my thoughts, my own filtering into his. Personal thoughts were pushed aside, so when my girlfriend passed through, he just focused a little harder on what he was doing. We were soaked to the bone after just two hours of being out, the clothes we'd tied to our ankles covered in mud; it gave us something to bitch about, thus starting up a conversation. In our own way, we patched things up just by griping to one another. For most of the night, things were fine. Then Seth tapped into the collective.
'Leah, someone just called the house, I think it might've been Rebecca, but the line got disconnected. I think something might be wrong…' My insides felt cold, like they'd been replaced with ice.
'Oh no.' I launched myself in the direction of Forks at breakneck speed, faster than I'd ever gone in my entire life. My shoulders clipped trees as I went, branches snapping across my face as water poured down from the sky, battering my face. Neither of them tried to stop me.
I burst from the trees, tremors rippling through my body as I phased a second time. I half ran as I struggled to pull my sopping wet clothes on, not stopping once as I flew across the street, barefoot. Adrenaline pumped through my veins as I hopped fences, imagining what could've happened to Rebecca, why she'd call. So many horrible images flitted through my mind. I could feel my throat constricting, panicked tears pricking my eyes. I should've stayed with her, I should've disobeyed. There were no cop cars lined up in front of her house.
Chest heaving, I hammered the door with my fist. I wanted to call out, yell something, but couldn't. If the door didn't open in the next few seconds, I would tear it off its hinges. What if someone had snuck inside? I could hear nothing from the inside, just the rain pouring down. Just as I was about to break down the door, it opened, revealing a bleary-eyed and very frightened Rebecca. I stared at her with wide eyes, heart racing as she looked up, just as surprised to see me.
"Leah?" She blinked. At first I couldn't move, couldn't speak. Relief washed over me like a tsunami in Japan, flooding me. "Leah, is everything ok? Why are you here?"
"I… Seth said you called. I thought something had happened to you, God... I ran all the way here. I'm sorry I woke you up." I was standing on her front porch, soaking wet, hair plastered to my face, quivering with exhaustion. All I could thing was, She's safe, over and over again.
"I did?" She croaked.
Her eyes took me in as we stood there in silence, and I realized that there was only one button holding the flaps of my shirt closed, the zipper to my cutoffs undone. I had no bra or underwear on beneath. I could see lust swimming in her irises, and heat washed over my skin. I was surprised the water on my skin didn't evaporate. Stepping forward, I pressed myself against her and kissed her mouth. My tongue pushed into her mouth eagerly, my arms wrapping around her tightly, palms pressing flat against her back.
"You're soaked." She mumbled when I pulled back for breath. In more ways than one, I thought. "I have some dry clothes upstairs you can use, if you want." I nodded. Screw Jacob, I was staying.
Stepping inside, I closed and locked the door behind me, then followed her up the stairs to her bed room. There was a single red lamp on in the corner, which was the only source of light in the room, illuminating her perfectly as she dug around for a tee shirt in her closet. I slid up behind her and gently took hold her shoulders, pulling her back to me. I kissed her again, nibbling at her lower lip, holding her hips to mine. I moaned into the kiss, roaming her back with my fingertips, the bare skin of my stomach rubbing against her shirt. Her eyes met mine again, then settled on my chest, the single button in our way.
My breath caught in my throat as her shaky fingers undid the fasten, the flaps falling open. The wet material caught at my nipples. Licking her lips, she pushed it off my shoulders, baring my breasts to her. The hunger in her eyes made warmth rise in my chest, between my legs aching painfully. I needed her to touch me, badly. Tentatively, she cupped my right breast, squeezing gently, her thumb brushing over the hardened tip. I gasped for breath, biting down on my lower lip. Leaning forward, she took my nipple into her mouth, sucking softly.
My head fell back, moaning low in my throat. I cradled her head to my chest, brushing her bangs from her eyes. Reaching down between us, she undid the button to my cutoffs, and they fell down my legs, hitting the floor with a soft thud, leaving me completely exposed to her. Taking a deep breath, I gently pushed her away, picked her up, and took her to her bed, laying her flat on her back as I climbed over her. I straddled the tops of her legs, attacking her mouth and neck with my tongue. Somewhere in the mess, I pulled back just long enough to help her pull her shirt over her head.
I pressed myself against her hungrily, skin to skin, lips covering every last bit of exposed skin I could find. I maneuvered lower and lower, trailing open mouthed kisses over her chest and belly, until her pajama pants got in my way. I undid the ties and pulled the elastic, along with her underwear, down her legs. She shifted, embarrassed, probably having second thoughts. She opened her mouth to say something, but I kissed the inside of her thigh, nipping the soft skin. The smell of her, like before, was driving me insane, the primal side of the wolf making its presence inside of me known. I needed to be in control, I needed her.
She moaned as I blew cold air onto her slick labia. I spread her legs apart easily, moving between them and then placing them over my shoulders as I dipped my head and touched her with the tip of my tongue. Rebecca's eyes fluttered but remained open and fixed on me, a shaky sigh escaping her chest. Her hands tangled in my damp hair, holding me close, making my chest ache with pride. My tongue brushed over her clitoris repeatedly, and she began to breathe harshly, soft grunts and moans escaping her, much too soft for human ears to pick up. I pushed closer and wrapped my lips around clitoris, suckling hard.
Her upper body curled forward slightly as she released, her stomach clenching and thighs squeezing around my face. I moaned softly, and with a few last laps of my tongue, I lifted my head. I licked my lips clean of her, staring her in the eyes and moving upward to place a brief kiss on her lips. Her face was so beautiful and tired, skin glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. The way she looked at me couldn't be described in words. Her left hand rose up to touch my face, tracing my features with the tips of her fingers; eyebrows, eyelids, nose, lips, chin. They trailed lower, over the flexing muscles of my throat, the hair on the nape of my neck, collarbones, the swell of my breast, nipples, each rib, my abs and bellybutton, until they finally came to rest between my legs.
I spread my thighs apart in encouragement, taking hold of her wrist as I leaned forward and kissed her mouth. I drew in a lungful of air and closed my eyes for a moment, leaning my head back onto the mattress, relaxing as best I could, and watched her. I'd never been so aroused in my entire life. She ran an experimental finger over my entrance, and I jerked slightly, letting out a low moan of appreciation. The same finger trailed upwards, and began to rub over my clitoris. She pressed harder and moved a little faster as I neared my peak, but stayed gentle even as I began to squirm, my moans getting louder. She kissed me just as I reached my climax, swallowing my cry.
Her beautiful blue eyes searched mine as I lay back, panting breathlessly. It was the best sex I'd ever had, the hardest orgasm. I smiled at her sleepily, and pulled her naked body to mine, enjoying the feeling of our skin touching. She wrapped her arms around me, burying her face in my neck as I tugged her sheets up over our legs, leaving our upper halves exposed. She wouldn't need a blanket as long as we slept in the same bed; I was warm enough to make her sweat.
"I love you, Leah." She mumbled against my throat.
"I love you too, Rebecca." I said, smiling, and fell asleep a few minutes later.
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PLEASE review.
I'm sorry if that was too graphic for anyone. I've had that sex scene stuck in my head since before I published the first chapter to this fic back in '08.
The poll deciding the ending of "Finally My Turn" will close once the 11th chapter is posted. There is currently a tie between epilogue with baby and epilogue without baby (due to a voting accident). If this tie does not break, I will decide the ending myself.
And it had been decided that 'Finally My Turn" WILL end at chapter 13.