A/N: This chapter is a bit longer and there are lemons ahead (with anal play) so you've been warned if you want to skip that part ;)
Dad and I are sitting in the diner eating silently as the waitress comes to refill our drinks. I can't stop grinning. Dad looks up at me and smiles back and says, "You look happy Bells."
"I am Dad! So much so that my face is starting to hurt." He laughs and says,
"Yeah, I'd imagine it get a bit tiring smiling like that all day." Then he seems to think of something and clears his throat as he begins. "You know Bells, things at school might be easier if you don't let people know about the pregnancy right away." He looks as if he really doesn't want to have this discussion with me. I sigh and reply.
"I don't plan on telling anyone except family until I'm at least twelve weeks. That being said I'm not going to hide it either. Paul and I are happy and that's all that matters." I say as I take a bite of my salad and continue. "I know what people are going to say. I'm not ignorant of how this looks, but I'm not going to let it get to me. There are always going to be people who will criticize us. I have to be stronger than that if I want to be the kind of mother I want my child to have. Not to mention the people on the Rez who will criticize me because of the color of my skin." My dad's head snaps up and his face pales slightly as he says,
"I hadn't even thought of that. Do you really think it will b a problem."
"Come on dad," I say raising my eyebrow at him. "You know how some of the older people on the Res are. Hell, they don't even accept quarter blood members."
"They don't?" He asks stunned.
"Nope." I say letting the "p" pop as it leaves my mouth. "I looked all this up when I first found out about the baby. I wanted to make sure that she will know her tribe and be able to bond with her father as a Quileute member."
"Wow. You really have thought of everything." Dad says as he tucks into his steak and potatoes.
That night I stay with my Dad seeing as Paul won't get home until after midnight. I'm not quite ready to sleep alone yet. That's the only thing I'm having a hard time with, Paul's patrol schedule. I know that Billy is only two doors down but I still can't help but think that if something were to go wrong. Billy is in a wheelchair how fast can he actually get to me. I bring it up to Paul the next day as we sit down to breakfast.
"It's not a problem at all Babe. Really it isn't…I promise. The imprint makes it so I can feel if you are in trouble." He says as he leans over the table to kiss me. It's a comforting gesture that doesn't go unnoticed by me. "Also all you'd have to do is go to the back door and yell for me. I'd hear you." He winks at me and I laugh.
"I guess you're right. I'm just being paranoid. Dad warned me it was going to be ridiculous." He laughs with me and says,
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I feel like I should wrap you in bubble wrap and carry you everywhere."
"Do it and die," I say pointing my butter knife at him. Failing miserably at hiding my smile. His laugh is so boisterous. It's infectious and I almost fall out of my chair laughing.
"By the way, I meant to ask you earlier. How did you know about marking." He asks once he settles back into his breakfast.
"Marking?" I asked confused as to what he means.
"The other day when I bit you during sex. I marked you. When a mate accepts a mark from us its a symbol of them accepting the wolf as well as the man. You said 'make me yours…both of yours'. I am just wondering how you know about that? Did Jake tell you?" I chuckle as I say,
"You're going to think I'm nuts, but I dreamed about it." He looks pensive for a moment so I continued. "I dreamed that we were in the woods. Surrounded by a ring of wildflowers having sex. Inside the circle was a silver-gray wolf. When he looked me in the eye and growled, you bit into my neck and I came. I actually woke up mid-orgasm. It was kind of freaky." Paul was staring at me wide-eyed when I looked up from my eggs.
"Bella I don't want to scare you, but that is not normal…God that came out wrong. What I mean to say is that there are people within our tribe. People who are able to commune with the spirit world. Usually through nature. The ring of wildflowers is an old binding ceremony sacred to them. Pretty much like a wedding. After the Joining, as its called, is complete and the mate bares the mark of the wolf they are considered husband and wife."
"Hold the damn phone!" I shout. "We're married?" Paul chuckles as he shakes his head.
"Did you see a ring if wildflowers in that bedroom?" He asks. "Besides there's a bit more to it than that. The ring has to be prepared by people who are close to the wolf and his mate."
"Oh," I say letting out a heavy breath. "Sorry I freaked. It's not that I wouldn't marry you. It's just that I'd like to know that I'm marrying you when it happens."
"I get it." He says as he grabs my hand. "We kind of got sidetracked here. Bella having this type of dream isn't something a normal person would have. I think it means that you are special and I want to take you to Old Quil. He is the closest thing to a Shaman that the tribe has. He may have an answer as to why you had that dream." The idea of talking about this to Old Quil is very embarrassing. He's an Elder of the tribe and I'm supposed to talk to him about a sex dream. I guess my look says it all as Paul breaks into my train of thought saying, "I know it'll be weird but we need to know. Besides Old Quil is really cool and laid back. He's one of my favorite people. We can go see him later this afternoon. I'll see if Sam can get someone to cover me for a few hours."
"Yeah, it'll be better to get it over with. Otherwise, I'd be gnawing over until we did talk to him." I can't help but think about the upcoming week. I'd have to go back home tonight for school tomorrow. I don't want to go home.
"So don't," Paul replies. Did I say that out loud?
"I have to go to school tomorrow. I can't miss any more days than necessary, and I really don't trust myself driving that early to make it to school on time." I say as I take our plates to the sink and begin washing them.
"So I'll drive you." Paul comes over. Taking the rag from my hands.
"Paul you have patrol until midnight. What time did you get to bed last night two…three am? Three hours of sleep is not enough and I won't do that to you." I bite back ripping the rag back from him. Challenging him to say I'm wrong.
"You're right." Paul says deflating slightly. "Hey I'm off patrol Wednesday. Why don't I pick you up from school and we'll go out. We haven't really been on a proper date yet, and you could come stay the night with me." He says as he grabs my hands and pushes them behind my back. Until his arms are around me and I am locked into his embrace. His closeness starts my heart pounding. My breaths shorten as he leans down to nibble on my earlobe. He growls saying, "God I can smell how wet I make you." Paul grabs the rage from my hands again and says, "Go to the bedroom I want you naked and waiting on the bed for me." I shiver at his tone. I can tell he is in 'aplha' mode. So to speak and it drives me crazy. I turn to do as he's asked and he swats me on the ass. I yelp at the sting. I want to glare at him. But the look he is giving me speaks of all the things he plans to do to me. I groan as I turn from him. We won't make it to the bedroom if I keep looking at him. So I make my way back to the bedroom. Before I get out of sight though I remove my shirt. Giving Paul an unobstructed view of my back as I elected to forego a bra today. I hear him huff, "shit!" As a plate clatters to the floor. I smirk at myself. Its a heady feeling, being able to bring a wolf to his knees, so to speak. I enter the room and begin to undress. As I climb on the bed the anticipation is starting to get to me. Every time I've slept with Paul its been different. Almost as if he's been introducing me to new ways of having sex each time. And each time gets more intense than the last. Even the shower sex was so sensual it took my breath away. I'm lost in my recollections when Paul saunters into the room. He goes to his nightstand and rummages around in it for a minute. He come out with a few items. I blanch when I realize what they are.
"Hey now, none of that." He says when he registers my reaction. "Do you trust me?" He asks as he places the items besides my head on the bed.
"Of course I trust you. It's just I've never used one of those before." I say trying in vain to pull my gaze from the offending piece of equipment. Paul begins placing hot, open-mouthed kisses along my stomach leading up to my breasts.
"You know I would never do anything to hurt you. I really want to try this. If you don't like it tell me and I'll stop." He says as he takes a nipple into his mouth. I hiss. They are sensitive from the pregnancy and the sensation is almost painful but in a good way. "Besides…" he rasps switching breasts. "I'll start with this." He says looking up at me and flexing his pinky finger at me. His other hand reaching between my thighs to cup my sex. I shudder as he rubs the heel of his hand into me. God, what am I agreeing to?
"Okay" I whisper. I can't seem to find my voice. Paul positions himself at my entrance and enters me hissing,
"Yes! God…I love how tight you are." Paul pulls out and pushes back in setting an even paced rhythm. I can feel the little ball of pleasure building within me. Paul stops just before I'm about to come. Pulling out he says, "Turn over and grab the slat of the headboard." I do as he asks. Turning so I am on my knees and my hands claps the slat. Paul brings out the blindfold and the ties. "Relax Baby. I'm gonna take care of you. Remember tell me to stop and I will." Paul says as he kisses the skin behind my ear. He ties my hands to the slat and moves behind me. I can't see anything and when his hand cups my ass I jump. "Sssshhhh." He coos at me rubbing the rounded cheeks of my ass.
His hands wander my body. Running down my thighs, up my back reaching around to fondle my breasts. His hands leave me for a moment before I feel him at my pussy entering me slowly. I sigh at how it still makes me feel complete when he is inside me. I feel a warm dribble over my puckered while and then his fingers are there. He is rubbing the lube around dipping the tip of his finger in slightly and twirling it around before backing out again. All at the same time as he is pumping his dick in and out of me. I am on edge.
The suspense is starting to get to me. I'm about to tell him to just do it already when I feel a finger enter. I gasp and he hisses. "So hot…so tight. I can't wait until you let me fuck your ass Baby." I stiffen. It already feels so full. "Not today Baby. That's something we have to work up to." He qualifies as he pumps his hands a few times before changing to a larger finger. I'm quivering with pleasure. I can't believe how good this feels. Paul adds a second finger. It stings slightly. He enters me a few more times before he starts alternating between pumping his hand and slightly scissoring his fingers inside my opening. Then his fingers are gone and his cock is still within me. I feel the cool metal of the butt plug slowly being pushed into me. The sensation is unreal I feel so full. I moan as the toy is fully inside me. "You ready?" Paul asks breathlessly. All I can do is nod my head as I steady my grip on the headboard. Paul pulls himself from me before slamming back into me. His thrusts are hard and punishing. My hands almost slip from the headboard. Paul suddenly brings a hand down against my ass cheek. The slap startles me but doesn't hurt. He then rubs the reddened flesh as he growls. "I said hold on." I am so beyond thought at this moment. It all sensation and its overloading my system. Paul reaches his free hand, the one that is not holding the butt plug, around to rub furiously at my clit. I fall apart. Screaming Paul's name as he pulls the toy from my ass. Grabbing my hips with both his hands pulling me to him as he slams his own release into me.
Paul removes the blindfold and unties my hands. I fall to my side and Paul comes to lay behind me. Embracing me while he massages my wrists. Once our breathing gets somewhat close to normal Paul asks,
"So…?" I chuckle as I turn my head to him and smile as I say.
"We are so doing that again." Paul's laughs fill the room. I really love that I can make him laugh like this. He looks so much younger and carefree when he is like this. I make a promise to myself to make him laugh like this daily. He deserves it after all he risks for me and his tribe.
"Well, we better get in the shower if we are going to stop in to see Old Quil before my patrol."
"Now why did you have to ruin a perfectly good moment."
