WARNING: this chapter is full of sexual activity. It is not for the faint hearted! Only meant to entertain and not to offend.

Chapter 11

Lycra running

I wasn't in tears this time, I was utterly furious. How dare he plot like this against me! I swear to god, right here and now, that he will never touch me again!

How dare he try to take advantage like this! How dare he be such a prick! There is no other word for him...he was a moron.

I knew Paul was strong willed, and opinionated but my god! What an idiot!

How dare he think that he can treat people like this! It's enough to make you sick!

I drove hazardously home and nearly crashed the car numerous times I was so angry. Plus, at one point I'm pretty sure I saw a moose in the forest at the side of the road. Wait...do they even have moose here? Maybe it was a bear. It was massive anyway covered with all this grey/silver messy fur.

Once I got home I pulled on my old running gear. I had to get this anger out somehow. Trying to turn negativity into positivity...Ergh, I cringed at myself as I hated that positive glass-half-full pscho-babble!

I left the house without a second thought and sprinted along a dirt path alongside the edge of the forest. The sun was high in the sky, and it would be getting dark soon. It wasn't exactly a good time to be heading off for a run. But it was a good time to not be at home, I'd bet Janey and Seth would be back soon. Plus, I didn't want to explain to Darren why I was in such a fowl mood. That would make everything ten times worse.

I huffed, hearing nothing but the sound of my feet hitting the dirt path as I sprinted forward. Usually I hated any exercise. But I felt so angry I had to do something otherwise I'd end up punching the wall.

I steadied my breathing after a while, slowing into an even pace. My mind wondered onto things I didn't want to think about...Paul was a prick. He was a player. I don't understand why he pretended to be okay with the whole sex before marriage thing...yes I did. He pretended so he could 'convince' me to go ahead with it...like that moron Jared said. I hated them both. I had half a mind to go and tell Jared's girlfriend Kim exactly what kind of bloke she was dating.

A creep! Is that what they are? They all hang together in a big creep gang?

My mind wondered to Seth...He hung around with them. Those boys were inseparable. Was he like them?

A strange shape flashed across the path in front of me causing me to stop...was it the bear I had seen earlier?...That's impossible. That had been miles and miles away. Strangely, it looked like the same silver colour.

I peered forward hearing a twig snap to the right of me. I stared into the forest. The trees too close for me to actually see anything but darkness.

"Anna," said a voice behind me, causing me to spin around and trip. I caught myself staring at the intruder. My face grimaced when I realised it was Paul.

Why didn't he just leave me alone!

"What are you doing?" He asked, my eyes involuntarily ran over his torso. He wasn't wearing a shirt and his bronzed muscles bulged at me. His khaki shorts were ripped slightly on one side. What had he been doing?

I spun on my heel, stomping away and ignoring him desperately.

"Why did you run off? Anna, I'm talking to you." He grabbed me and pulled me around to look at him.

"All you would need to do is get her hot enough to want it," I recited Jared's words, Paul's eyes widened. "And to be desperate for it...which wouldn't take much!"

I stomped off in the opposite direction, it took him several moments to catch up with me again. He jogged alongside me, staring at my face as I glared forward. He was a filthy pig.

"That was Jared." He pleaded. I ignored him, my eyes fixed in front of me. I was not going to give him the time of day again. I said he had one chance and he blew it. "Jared said that stuff not me." Silence followed as I pushed myself to jog quicker. It only annoyed me more that Paul didn't even seem to be breathing heavier as he followed my pace easily. I was practically panting like a dog. "Alright, I asked him if he thought that might work. But you didn't see me punch him, did you?"

I stopped running suddenly and looked at him. He looked sincere, but then he always did. I didn't trust myself. I started running again, slowly increasing the pace. I really wished I had thought twice before I went out the house in Lycra. Paul followed continuously, he hadn't even broken a sweat.

"I did punch him Anna." Continued Paul, "that can't take up one of those chances you were talking about." I kept my eyes forward. What a pig he was! He had no idea. "Come on Anna. I wouldn't pressure you like that. You should know that...Anna." He cried, "Anna...Anna look at me damnit!"

He grabbed my arm pulling me to a stop. I glared at him angrily.

"You have some nerve!" I screamed, desperately trying to pull his hand off my arm. I didn't want him touching me. He looked shocked, "how dare you talk about me like that! Do you think I'm stupid? I heard what you said to Jared. I heard every sodding word! You disgust me, you CREEP!" I screamed, pulling my arm out of his as he stared at me. He let go and I took up a sprint in the opposite direction.

He really was trying to take me for an idiot. I couldn't believe it. What a prick!

I screamed annoyed, as he caught up to me. His long strides matched my jog. He was infuriating. He looked mad.

"Anna!" He cried, an edge to his voice this time. "You know exactly what you do to me!" I stopped and stared at him.

"So this is my fault is it?"

"Yeah!" He growled, his eyes black, his jaw fixed, "or at least partly. You know what you do to me Anna. I tell you every fucking time I see you and then you shout at me for wishing for more. I wasn't going to pressure you into anything for gods sake. I'm not a monster...I know you want me as much as I want you so there's not point hiding it!"

"Get the hell away from me!" I snarled, refusing to listen to him. He stepped back, his hands shaking.

"Yes you do!" He argued, adamant, which only made me refuse him. I was lying, but I would argue with anything he was saying I was so mad. If he told me the sky was blue I'd tell him it wasn't.

"No! I don't" I screamed, my voice echoing along the path. It was starting to get dark. I needed to head home soon. I made an attempt to run past him and he grabbed both my arms quickly. I screamed against him as he pulled me into the sheltered forest. He pushed me hard against a tree.

"Get off me Paul." I snarled, venom filling my voice. His grip on my arms tightened as he pushed my arms behind me. I was breathing heavily, adrenaline rushing through my body. I could faintly see the outline of his face through he dim light of the forest. His chest was moving up and down quickly. "Get off me." I repeated, dizzy from his body heat and my thundering heart. I stared at him furiously, breathing heavily. My eyes involuntarily flicked to his lips which where fixed into a snarl.

"Admit it." He hissed through clenched teeth. His eyes almost black as he glared at me. If it was anyone other than Paul, I would of been terrified

"Get your hands off me." I growled, my anger matched his.

"I'll let you go when you admit it!" He snarled, his eyes flashing dangerously. His hands were beginning to shake. The heat from him was almost unbearable. I pulled my arms, trying to wriggle free of his grip which only caused him to grab me harder.

I could feel the strength of his grip but it wasn't painful. He pushed me hard up against a tree trunk with a thud. He closed the space between us and leaned in looking furious. His nostrils flaring, my throat dried up as I felt his legs brush against mine. I could feel everything through the damn Lycra jogging pants. "Tell me you don't want me..." He pressed his body against mine, my eyes nearly rolled into the back of my head when he pressed his hard dick against my hip. Silence filled the forest as I stared into his dark eyes, something primal radiating between us. I tried to think of something clever to say but I couldn't speak. All words escaped me.

"Go on," he snarled, pushing me further. He panted heavily, his hands still shaking as he held my arms on place. "Tell me get off you." His voice was low, his tone strange. I opened my mouth to scream at him to get off me, but I forgot what I was saying...his eyes, those dark black eyes... He bucked his hips suddenly, causing me to cry out.

We were both panting now, like we had been running. My eyes dropped down to his torso, his stomach, his muscles. My stomach growled, hungry. Hungry for him. His grip on one arm loosened as he noticed me watching him. He leaned into me. His face inches from mine; he was going to kiss me... His eyes fluttered closed as I heard him sigh, his breath hitting my face. I brushed my body against his, and he sighed again, revelling in it. It felt good. Hell, he felt amazing, but that wasn't why I did it.

I wrenched my hand free from his loose grip and slapped him hard across the face my nails scratching his cheek savagely. The sound of the impact echoed throughout the forest.

His eyes widened as a growl erupted from low in his throat. His breathing increased as he turned slowly, glaring at me. His arms vibrated as he took several deep breaths. I panted back at him, my own breathing increased with his. My temper matching his.

He caught my free hand easily, reassuming it's tight grip as he pushed arms away from his grip.

"I hate you." He murmured, his voice sounding rougher than I had ever heard it...I stared at him. He had never told me he hated me before. It just made me angrier, he didn't hate me! He was just saying that because I was going to... My anger flared up uncontrollably and I tried to pull free again. He pushed his hips harder against mine, wedging me against the tree trunk.

"I hate you," he said, leaning against me. His breath hot against my lips as he panted, his arms shaking.

I leaned forward, my mouth suddenly covering his. He released my arms, shocked at the feel of my lips on his. I kissed him with everything I had. I was the one that hated him. He wasn't the one the hated me. My hands found there way to his hair, I pulled at his neck, at his hair, pulling him closer against me.

Somehow my legs had found their way around his waist. He stepped back, startled, his hands still shaking as he loosely gripped my back.

I thrust my tongue into his mouth, moving my body against his. I didn't like how he had said he hated me...I didn't want him to say that about me. He slowly began kissing me back, the shock wearing off as he growled against my lips. I growled back, as I pushed my body against his. His muscles contracting beneath my fingers. His hands were vibrating and his chest was too.

I didn't know how this had happened. Or why. But at this moment in time I didn't give a damn.

My hands moved over his muscular arms as I moaned against his warmth. His hands gripped my hips hard, kneading the flesh on my sides. We kissed passionately, each fighting within the kiss, still arguing. I heard a ripping noise as cool air hit my torso. I barely had time to recognise that he had ripped my Lycra shirt open. His hands grabbed at my stomach, kneading it eagerly moving his hands upwards.

I cried out as he reached my bra, his fingers hooking underneath it. He thrust his tongue into my mouth ripping my bra clean off me. His hands found my breasts as he squeezed them eagerly, rolling them against his palms, his thumbs caressing my nipples as I moaned into his mouth. They hardened at his touch. I felt his legs move beneath mine, he was moving us both.

He pushed me roughly onto the forest floor, his mouth leaving mine to latch itself to a nipple. His tongue tweaked it as his nipped against my breast. He squeezed the other one roughly, I cried out, enjoying the feeling. It was ecstasy.

I felt his hands at the waist band of my leggings, my eyes shot open as I pulled myself out of my euphoric state just long enough to realise what was happening. Before I could find the words, he had pulled my leggings clean off me, taking my jogging pumps with it.

The cool air hit my body as I gasped, his hands were all over me, my hips, my legs, my bum...It was intoxicating, making me dizzy.

His mouth moved down as his fingers grabbed at the elastic on my knickers. He pulled them away from me quickly as I moved my hips uncomfortably. I heard him intake a breath as I ran my hands through my hair. What was happening?...it wasn't clear. I didn't want him to stop touching me. I never wanted him to stop touching me.

I felt his heavy breathing against my hip as he opened my legs eagerly. I complied, letting him pose me how he wanted. Heat pooling between my legs, as I panted at the very thought of him touching me there. He grabbed my hips eagerly, pulling my body closer to his face. I could feel his hot breath against my entrance as he growled eagerly. He could see me, every part of me. I hadn't been this vulnerable to Paul before. I'd never been this vulnerable to anyone before.

All thoughts went out the window as Paul's mouth covered me. I cried out loudly, my hips bucking as he ran his tongue over my folds, dipping inside me as he sucked eagerly. Taking everything I gave him.

A tightness welded inside me, slowly building as he twirled his tongue against me. I bucked my hips as I cried out again. I had never felt anything like this before. Such pleasure, it was nothing like before and before it was good...this was incredible.

He sucked eagerly, I looked down at him. His mouth never left me, his dark eyes watching me cry out and moan. He pushed his tongue into me again. I moaned loudly, bucking my hips against his mouth. He pushed my legs open wider, I did so willingly, granting him more access. The tightness built, getting stronger, my hands were suddenly in his hair, pushing him harder against me.

I cried out as my hips writhed against him as I came hard into his mouth. His tongue lapping it all up. He took everything I gave him.

My hips stopped bucking, as he slowed the rhythm of his tongue. But he didn't stop, I collapsed against the forest floor, his lips still on me. After a moment I sat up slightly, about to ask him what he was doing, when he pushed his tongue into me again. I cried out loudly, gripping the ground hard. His tongue started moving against me again, my hips bucked eagerly. As if they had a mind of their own. His mouth didn't stop there like it had before, it moved straight onto my breast, his tongue flicking my nipple as his fingers brushed against my core. I arched my back involuntarily as his mouth latched onto my neck. Sucking and biting at it, as his lips found their way to my mouth. His tongue thrusting into my mouth in a similar way he had kissed me down there.

I moaned into his mouth as he rubbed his fingers against me, finding my entrance. A strange sound erupted from his throat as he slipping at finger into me.

There was a sharp pain as he did so, and I cried out against him. He kissed me through it, making me forget, forget everything, forget my own name.

I heard him pull eagerly at the button on his shorts, I pulled my mouth away from his as I looked at what he was doing...

Realisation hit me... I was lying underneath Paul, completely naked. He was half kneeled half sprawled with unbuttoning his shorts revealing a tuft of jet black hair poking out and his hand on the zipper...

He looked at me back questionably, his eyes blacker than I had ever seen him.

He jumped suddenly, looking to the right of us. I looked too, hearing a strange noise...

I screamed.

Towering over us growling angrily was a terrifying enormous black wolf.

-xxx-

You mustn't blame Paul for his reckless behaviour. I really love his character because he gets things wrong so easily. He's completely hot headed and his lets his emotions run wild!

And Anna is completely overwhelmed by the emotion she feels for him...

There's lots more ahead! So stay tuned! Just please don't be angry at Paul. Their relationship is love/hate. It might be imprinting, but it's imprinting Paul's way.

I can't wait for you to see which wolf it is!xx