Chapter 11 – You're Killing Me

Nearly blackened eyes watched as she slept peacefully. Since Paul had revealed his wolf life to Evie he had taken to watching Evie sleep at night. When Paul would finish patrol early in the mornings, he'd go into Evie's house through her bedroom window, she would leave it cracked just enough for him to get his fingers in and pull it up. Paul watched as she moved around in bed, her beautiful violet eyes started to flutter open. Once her eyes focused on Paul she sat up, "What's wrong?" Her voice was laced with sleep.

Paul moved closer as he sat on the bed next to her. He shook his head negatively as he caressed her cheek, "Nothing. I love watching you sleep." Evie smiled weakly as she moved back on the bed and patted the space she just moved from. Paul pulled his t-shirt off and kicked his sneakers off and got on the bed as he pulled Evie into his arms. Evie leaned up and kissed his Adam's apple. He felt his whole body relax as she moved around a little and placed soft kisses on his neck. Paul felt her soft hands come up and push against the muscles of his chest as he allowed her to guide him to lay flat on his back.

Paul watched through hooded eyes as Evie moved around on her hands and knees and continued kissing around his neck. His whole body covered with goose bumps as her lips softly slid across his collar bones. She then placed feather soft kisses around on his chest and along his sternum. Evie could hear his breathing as it became erratic in his chest. He could feel her fingers tracing his well-defined abs. His stomach clenched under her soft touch.

Paul grabbed her hips as he pulled her to sit straddled across his lap as he sat up and cupped her face and captured her lips with his. She could feel his fingers as they slid down her curvy body and came to rest on the flesh of her thighs that were exposed because of her shorts she slept in. His fingertips pressed into the flesh and she could feel the burning warmth of his skin against her.

Paul moved them around as he laid her back against the bed and claimed her lips as his own. Kissing her so passionately, he was sure she could feel his want and desire for her. His lip slid down her neck as he tugged at the neck line of the t-shirt she slept in as his lips began nipping the tender flesh of her collar bone and her fingers tightened into his soft black hair. His hands played with the hem of her t-shirt once more like they always did. He wanted her to tell him to go further, but he didn't want to push her.

Paul felt his body tense when she kissed his ear softly, "Take my shirt off Paul…But be gentle please." Paul pulled back as he panted trying to catch his breath as his eyes locked with hers, "I would never hurt you Evie." Evie nodded slowly, "I know Paul. I just. I haven't shown anyone my body that hasn't been a doctor or nurse in the last few years. Scared of being ridiculed or made fun of. I thought it was a part of my body that was hideously ugly."

Paul frowned, "There is no part of you that is ugly Evie. You're beautiful from top to bottom. You always will be too." Paul sat back slightly as Evie sat up and he carefully started sliding the cotton material up her shapely body. Once it was over her head and floating to the floor, Paul gently pushed her to lay back on the bed as his lips started placing feather light kisses over the 15 and then some scars littered across her ribcages and upper stomach. Insanely enough the scars stopped about two inches from her mid-drift. It left her waist line flawless.

Paul looked up through passion filled eyes and could see Evie was a bundle of nerves, she was ringing her hands above her chest and even had her eyes closed. Paul couldn't help chuckle as he slowly moved up her body and kissed her soundly on the lips. As soon as her mouth opened against his lips, his tongue slipped in and caressed her tongue. He smirked when he felt her hands slid around his neck and up into his hair again. He definitely enjoyed her fingers weaving themselves through his hair. His warm hands slid down her body as his fingertips lightly inspected the scars. They were nothing more than paper thin lines, which he assumes is what the reconstructive surgery did for her. She was beautiful no matter what.

Paul's reluctantly pulled his lips from hers as her eyes remained closed and Paul leaned his forehead against her own. His warm breath washed over her face as he fought to control himself. "Fuck you're killing me Evie." Paul relaxed into her body more, being careful not to crush her, her fingertips danced along his overly heated skin as they slid down his shoulders and sides, one of her hands slid beneath offending jean material, she wasn't shocked that all he had on was those shorts. Knowing it was useless for him or the others to wear underwear when they phased it would just get destroyed.

Paul nearly lost it when her small hand gently groped his right butt cheek under his jeans and not over them. Evie couldn't help but giggle because she felt him shiver against her. Apparently she had surprised him. Evie soft voice whispered in his ear, "Lift up a little." Paul carefully pushed up with his elbows and held himself up with his right hand pushed into the mattress.

Evie's small hands explored the expanse of his bare chest and slightly ran slower over his clenched ab muscles. He felt her hands at the waistline of his jean shorts. She tugged at the material until the button came undone and slowly slid the zipper down with her thumb and index finger.

Paul felt his mouth go dry and he nearly held his breath as he felt his imprint take his erection into her small hand. His breath hitched in his throat as he groaned at the contact. "Evie if you're not ready we don't have to." His voice was strained as he felt his imprint stroke him gently. Evie kissed along his strong jawline as he lowered his head so she could reach him, "Does it feel like I'm not ready?" Paul couldn't even answer as she stroked him again, he just shook his head negatively.

"Don't you think we have a bit too many clothes on Paul?" He nodded as he un hooked her bra from the back with his left hand as his right still held him above her…his hands were softly caressing her in places she couldn't imagine that could be caressed…like her waist, hips…outer thighs…Just the feel of his hands on her…was comforting…Paul gently pulled at her cotton shorts and kissed down her lower abdomen…he slid his tongue over and kissed her left hip and the slide his tongue over and kissed and caressed her right hip.

Paul rolled her over onto her stomach…and was kissing the small of her back…he was running kisses up and down her vertebrae…he came up to her shoulder and was kissing her shoulders, shoulder blades and the back of her neck…He had his arm around across the top of her chest from shoulder to shoulder…Evie was kissing along his forearm…and just could feel the heat radiating off his arm…and his hand that had slowly ran down her back and sides where her ribs were…his hands had lightly brushed against her breasts.

Paul turned her back over onto her back, and Evie reached up and pulled him down. Paul started kissing her lips again, while caressing her breasts and stomach…Evie was running her hands down his chest and gently pushed him over onto his back and slowly kissed down his throat to his chest…She gave his nipples a little tease when she slowly licked around them and then blew hot air onto them…they perked up and Paul groaned from the back of his throat…Evie placed feather light kisses down his sternum…and traced his 6-pak with her tongue and lips.

Paul's erection was strained against the material of his jeans…and he pulled his jeans off and the laid her flat on her back and slowly pulled her shorts and panties down her long legs and threw them in the collecting pile of clothes on the floor…Paul slowly crawled up her body and softly spread her legs with his hands.

Paul looked into her eyes as if asking permission to go further…Evie just nodded her approval…and Paul slowly started sliding his erection all the way into her core…Evie couldn't help but let out a ferrous moan…They both realized this is exactly where they needed to be at that second…Once Paul was fully sheathed in her, he kept still letting every part of her body adjust to him.

Paul started slowly moving in and out of her…and Evie was holding on…She was kissing Paul's neck and ear and finally started begging him to go faster…it was his undoing…he started slamming into her as hard and as fast as he could…he pulled her knees up and gripped the back of her thighs and pushed them apart further to stroke deeper into her willing body…Evie was almost on the brink of insanity… "Mmm Paul…you feel so good…Oh god…." "God Damn…Evie baby you're so tight…you feel so good wrapped around me…Mmm…God I wanna feel you cum so bad…" All Evie could do was moan and nod…cause he started thrusting as hard and as deep into her as he could…her whole body was about to explode…Evie clamped her eyes shut tight…and Paul leaned down, "Open your eyes Evie I want you to look me in the eyes..."

Evie opened her eyes…They kept their eyes locked on each other…and finally Evie started falling over the edge…Her orgasm raked through her body…and as soon as Paul felt her walls clamping down, milking him as she cam…Paul growled out his release…Paul thrusted one last time, and cam loud…Evie felt him slam so deep inside of her…Feeling him explode so deep into her…only made her cum again…Paul rode her hard through both of her orgasms…Paul collapsed on the bed next to her, not wanting to crush her…they just laid there staring at each other in silence.

Paul didn't leave her body, she kissed his lips and he instantly felt himself growing hard again while he was still inside of her. Paul rolled onto his back pulling Evie on top of him as he gently guided her hips up and down his already recovered erection. He watched the emotions as they crossed Evie's face, but she never protested as she laced her fingers with his and continued the sexual escapade the two of them seemed to be riding that night.

Oh yea. It was going to be a long night.