A/N – Okay, I'm going to assume by the lack of feedback on the previous chapter that you don't like super long chapters. Sorry…once I finished it, I realized it was almost double what I normally post, but I loathed the idea of splitting it up. This one is the normal length. Btw, this chapter is filled with lemons (aka smut). If that offends you, please skip this chapter.

Chapter 38 – Lessons Continued

Quil's POV

I woke in the morning to the sweet realization that Claire was wrapped in my arms. Sometime during the night, she had kicked off the covers she had earlier pulled over herself and had taken off her nightgown, probably due to the heat emanating from my body. And yet she still laid firmly against me, though I could see beads of sweat glistening on her skin.

She was laying half on top of me, her naked breasts pressed to my chest. Her left leg was thrown across my lap in a way that cradled my naked arousal against her panty clad mound. I groaned as I could feel her warmth through the material of her underwear. The sound of my quiet moan woke Claire up. She looked at me for a moment in confusion before smiling.

"Good morning," Claire said shyly.

"Morning," I replied, moving my hand to brush the back of my fingers against her flawless cheek.

Claire reached up and ran her fingers lightly over my lips before leaning back. The sudden movement created more friction against my already hardened shaft. I groaned again. Claire finally waking up enough to realize what was between her legs, let out a quiet, "Oh."

She lifted up slightly and positioned herself so that my tip was at her cloth covered entrance. She pressed down gently, but I needed more. I reached for her hips, pulling her more firmly against me. I sat Claire up so that I could suckle her breasts, while my hips thrust uselessly against her panties.

"Quil…" Claire whispered in an unsure voice, "Can I feel you inside me?"

I quickly rolled Claire so that I was over her. I could feel my desperation to join my body with hers overtake me as I reached down and ripped her underwear off her body. In that moment I needed to be in Claire more than I ever needed anything else in my life. I placed myself at her entrance. I could feel her moist sweetness and knew she was already ready for me. Still, I entered carefully.

I pushed in slowly, her wet heat surrounding me. She felt so tight, it was like being encased in warm silk. I went as far as I could go before stopping, resisting the urge to let my body's needs be immediately satisfied. I didn't want to lose control like the last time we were like this together.

"Are you okay?" I asked, leaning down to kiss her.

"Yes," Claire said, closing her eyes as I rocked slightly inside her.

"Are you sure…you're not in any pain?" I questioned.

Claire opened her eyes, frustration evident in her face.

"Quil, would you please start moving?" Claire asked almost irritated as her own hips began to move instinctively. I could feel her sliding up and down on me…oh god, it was incredible.

Giving in to my imprint's request, I began to rock back and forth, slowly at first and then the sensations became too much for me. I felt myself snap and lose control again. I increased the pace, frantically seeking release, only this time Claire didn't flinch away. Instead she wrapped her legs tightly around me, her nails digging into my back.

I felt her insides begin to spasm all around me as she reached her peak. The vibrations triggered my own response. I felt like I was flying as my body erupted and poured itself into her lovingness. I thrust a few more times, before finally collapsing against her.

Wearily, I leaned my forehead against Claire's, before kissing her and carefully pulling out of her. Laying down next to her, I wrapped my arm around Claire's stomach, and rested my head above her breast. I turned my mouth slightly so that I could kiss the beginning of the slope that greeted me there.

"So…for educational purposes…" Claire said, still breathing hard. "Can I consider that my first quickie?"

I snorted. "Hmm…that was probably more of a junior quickie."

"Damn…well, we'll just have to work on that then." Claire sighed dramatically and I chuckled softly in return.

We laid there for 10 minutes before I could hear one of Claire's parents begin to move around a couple of rooms over. I looked over and saw that it was 6 am. Groaning, I pulled out of Claire's embrace and grabbed my shorts, putting them on.

"I have to go to work," I told her, leaning over to kiss her one more time. "I'll be back later in the evening with the car so that I can bring you back to La Push."

"Quil, I'm not going to be ready by then…I mean, look around this room." Claire said, gesturing with her arm.

"Tomorrow then." I responded. She opened her mouth to say something, but I sat back down next to her and kissed her lips, pleading with her as I said, "Please…I want you home."

Claire's eyes softened as she nodded. "Okay…tomorrow then."

She reached up and cupped the side of my face. Looking at me with happiness pouring from her, she said, "Thank you for imprinting on me."

I kissed her again. "Thank you for letting me."

I got up and walked over to the bedroom door. I quietly picked up the dresser that we had used to block the door and moved it back to its original spot. I took one more look at Claire before I had to leave. She had pulled the bed sheet up to her so that it covered her body. Her long brown hair tumbled down past her shoulders. She looked so incredibly beautiful sitting there.

"I should probably patrol again tonight since I skipped out on last night." I told her. "I won't get to see you again until tomorrow evening."

"All right," Claire said somewhat sadly.

Because I couldn't resist, I went over and kissed her one more time. I could feel myself becoming aroused again. Would I ever be able to get enough of this woman? I heard someone walking down the hall outside of Claire's door. Pulling back reluctantly, I pushed her hair off her one shoulder, letting the silky texture run through my fingers.

"I love you," I whispered, looking into her sultry brown eyes.

"I love you too," Claire said smiling. She seemed to glow every time she said those words.

Sighing, I leaned down to kiss her forehead, before turning and going out the window. I ran across the yard quickly. As soon as I was hidden from view, I took off my shorts and tied them to the leather still around my leg. It took a minute to phase because I was so damned happy, but finally the furious heat shifted from my spine and flew through my body allowing me to transform into my wolf self. As I ran back to La Push, I relived every detail from this morning's educational lesson as well as from the night before.

I felt someone phase.

"Oh good, it's you Quil," Nate said. "I wanted to ask--"

Nate interrupted my thoughts as I was in the middle of remembering the feeling of being inside Claire only a short time ago. Seeing what I hadn't had time to hide from him, Nate said "ah sick" before quickly phasing back to human form.

Well shit…that was one memory I never intended to share with Claire's family members. The pack had to put up with seeing our brothers' intimate thoughts about their girlfriends or wives. With sex being on a guy's mind most of the time, it was hard to not think about it. But Nate was Claire's cousin, and they thought of each other more as brother and sister.

I just hoped Claire would never learn that the pack shared each other's thoughts. She'd kill me. As I continued to run though, I found myself laughing. If Nate thought that was sick to see, what would happen if Gracie and Ryan ever ended up together?

Finally arriving at home, I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower before dressing and going to the shop. It was a busy day, but I found that I couldn't concentrate on my job. Every time I went to work on the shop's budget or work on an engine, my mind kept drifting back to Claire. I wondered how her packing was going. If she was thinking of me, as much as I was thinking of her.

At the end of the work day, I made my way home and made myself some dinner. Looking around I noticed that the house was pretty dirty, so I began to clean everything thoroughly. I put fresh sheets on the bed and scrubbed the bathroom and kitchen. I made sure to vacuum and sweep everywhere. Around 10 pm, I finished what I was doing and made a quick call to Claire.

"So how's it going?" I asked once she picked up her cell.

"It's all right…umm…can you see if you can bring Uncle Sam's truck with you tomorrow?" Claire asked hesitantly.

"Sure thing," I responded, glancing around my tiny kitchen.

I wondered if we'd have room to walk around the house by the time Claire moved in. We talked for a little bit longer before we hung up and I went out to patrol. Nate decided to take a break from patrolling, thus avoiding being inside of my head. I went out with Collin and Seth instead.

Poor Seth, between me and Collin, I'm sure he saw more of Lindsey and Claire than he ever wanted to see. Collin, who had just gotten married last week to Lindsey, couldn't keep his mind off his honeymoon, which in turn made me think of Claire.

"Okay, Lindsey is one thing, but I've watched Claire grow up and she's my cousin," Seth finally snapped after my mind had slipped into yet another moment with Claire. If I had been in human form, I'm sure my face would have turned red.

"Can you two please stop thinking about sex?" Seth begged.

"Sorry man," I thought.

"Maybe if you got laid every once in awhile, you wouldn't be such a prude," Collin joked.

"Hey, I have sex, I just don't advertise it to the pack." Seth said disgustedly.

"Oh really…with whom?" Collin snickered.

"It's none of your business." Seth responded.

But as though he couldn't help it, an image popped in his head of a blond woman. It was someone I knew! She was tall and had huge breasts and green eyes. Not that I had ever noticed her eye color before because when I'd met her in person, she was blurry to me. But as Seth hadn't imprinted, his recollection of this woman was crystal clear.

"Holy shit…you're sleeping with Julie?" I yelled at him.

"Who's Julie?" Collin asked, instantly intrigued.

"One of our customers at the garage," I answered.

As though the word "garage" was the magic word, an image popped in Seth's head. It was of an encounter he had with Julie after hours at the shop. She constantly brought in her red Corvette for repairs. Now I knew why.

Seth tried to quickly think of something else, but it was too late and I had a graphic image of Seth having sex with this woman in our shop! His mind slipped as a recent encounter popped in his head. He had placed Julie on the hood of her car, spreading her legs and shoving aside her underwear. He had donned a condom (and I had to admire him for thinking to use one, most of us didn't like them, because even the extra large ones were tight on us), and after making sure he was protected, he entered her so forcefully that the hood dented in.

"Harder," Julie had screamed. 'Harder stud…"

"Stud?" Collin snorted, interrupting Seth's memory. He collapsed to the ground and rolled on his back, his paws shaking in the air with laughter.

"Dude, I'm never going to be able to go into that part of the shop again." I said disgruntled.

Seth coughed. In an embarrassed tone, he practically pleaded, "Can we please think about something else?"

"Sure…stud…" Collin laughed.

At that, Seth pounced on him. I wearily laid on the ground and crossed my paws as they duked it out. I went back to thinking of more pleasant things…like the fact that Claire would be moving in with me the next day.

The rest of the night passed uneventfully. We finished patrolling around 6 am. I went home and slept until noon, before getting up and heading to the garage. Finally, at the end of the work day, I went home and took a quick shower before going over to Sam's for his truck. A couple hours later, I parked the vehicle in front of Ronnie's house.

"Hey," Claire responded to my knock on the door.

"Hey yourself."

I pulled Claire into an embrace, lifting her body so that it was fully against mine, my arm holding her firmly at the waist. I pressed my lips to hers. Her tongue instantly pushed into my willing mouth. God how I loved the taste of her. Reluctantly though I pulled away.

"Ready?" I asked as I gently set her back on the ground.

"Are you?" Claire snorted.

Grabbing my hand, she pulled me into her bedroom. Box after box greeted my view. Nick and Ronnie help as we loaded the boxes into the truck's cab and into Sam's back seat. It took about an hour of loading and rearranging everything before we were finally set to leave.

"Mom, are you sure you can't meet me in Seattle in a couple of weeks to go dress shopping?" Claire asked.

"Honey, I want to more than anything, but your father and I already committed to attending our friend's birthday party. They rented a yacht and everything. I didn't know you'd be looking so soon." Stacy said sadly.

"Well, if we're going to be getting married in a couple of months, we need to get things finalized as soon as possible." Claire remarked. "Oh well…I'll keep you updated and send you pictures if I find my dress."

"Okay baby," Stacy responded before pulling Claire into a tight embrace. "I love you."

"I love you too, Mom," Claire replied, before hugging her father and brother.

We were soon on the road headed back to La Push. Claire sighed wearily before rubbing her shoulder.

"You all right?" I asked instantly concerned as I saw Claire wince.

"Yeah, I think I just pulled something." Claire said tiredly.

I reached over and rubbed the area she had been massaging.

"Mmm…your hands feel really good. It's like having a heating pad dig right into the sore muscle." Claire sighed, closely her eyes and hanging her head.

"How about when we get home, you take a nice long bath while I unload the car, and then I'll give you a full body massage." I offered.

"You can't unload all this by yourself." Claire countered.

"Umm…I can carry in three or four boxes at a time. Trust me, without your family watching, I can get the truck unloaded in no time."

"Oh that's right…you're inhumanly strong." Claire murmured, unbuckling her seatbelt to scoot over to the middle seat. She buckled herself back in before running her hand over my thigh. A certain part of my anatomy jumped to attention as her hand neared that area. Leaning in close to me, she whispered, "I forgot how strong you are. Mmm…you have the most incredible muscles."

She started moving her hand even closer to my now hardened shaft. I grabbed her hand and held it in place.

"Unless you want us to get an accident, I regretfully have to ask you to stop." I groaned, bringing her devilish hand to my lips to kiss it.

"Spoilsport," Claire responded, before putting her head on my shoulder.

Chuckling, I kissed the top of her head. What a change in her. Only last week, she was shy and unsure of herself. Give the girl a few lessons and a chance to be in control and bam…she turns into a confident, lust-driven wanton! Not that I was objecting.

The drive home was needless to say torturous. Claire didn't try to go near my obvious erection again. Instead, she spent the drive doing things like casually hugging me, all the while running her hands sensually across my abs. Or she'd kiss my shoulder, running her fingertips lightly down my arm in a way that sent shivers of pleasure over my skin. By the time we reached Forks, I was so completely aroused that I was going to say to hell with unloading the truck. I wanted nothing more than to throw Claire over my shoulder and carry her to the nearest flat surface…I didn't care if it was a bed, table, or door.

It started to rain as soon we reached La Push. I swore silently as I acknowledged that unloading the truck couldn't wait. So instead of ravishing Claire like I'd wanted too, I directed her into the bathroom as soon as we got home and told her to take her bath.

It took me very little time to unload the car given that I had extra incentive to get the task done as quickly as possible. I was just finishing up when Claire walked out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel on. I froze in mid-step, forgetting about the three boxes I still had in my arms as I took in the sight of her. The towel clung damply to her curves, her skin still glistening with drops of water.

"Have you seen any of the boxes marked clothes?" Claire asked.

I swallowed before saying, "I put them in the bedroom."

"Thanks," Claire replied, coming over to me.

She rubbed her lips back and forth over mine for a few seconds, before stepping back to smile at me. Turning, she sauntered towards the bedroom, her hips swaying with each step. I forced myself to blink and continue with my task. I wondered briefly if I was going to live the rest of my life in a state of constant arousal.

I set the boxes in the storage room, breathing in deeply as I tried to control my raging hormones. Through my haze of sexual need, it was very clear to me that Claire had decided that the next step in her education lessons was to learn how to tease me. Fine! Two could play at that game.

I turned and went into the bathroom to shower off the sweat and grime from my body. I stood under the bans of water as I plotted how I was going to exact my revenge. Finally after coming up with a game plan, I got out of the shower, and quickly toweled off.

I strolled into the bedroom where Claire was sitting in a red silky nightgown on top of the bed. She was looking at some car magazine of mine. Something on my face must have shown my intent because Claire dropped the magazine and sat up straight.

"I believe I promised you a massage," I said, walking over to the dresser and pulling on some boxers. I didn't bother to try to hide my arousal from Claire's seeking eyes as I pulled on the loose material. It seemed a waste of energy to put them on considering they would be coming off again shortly, but why make it easy for her?

Sitting down next to her, I said gently, "Why don't you lie down, and I'll work my magic?"

Claire nodded, her eyes wide. She went to lay face down on the bed, but I put a restraining hand on her arm. "It would probably be easier for me to get to the sore muscle if I could touch it without the nightgown getting in the way."

Claire looked at me over her shoulder before standing up on her knees. She reached down and pulled the nightgown over her head. I got a glimpse of the side of her breast from the view I was sitting at. I groaned and saw Claire smile. She definitely had the "tease" part down!

Laying back down, Claire mumbled, "Okay, I'm ready."

That made two of us. Forcing myself to concentrate, I moved my hands to the area she had earlier indicated was causing her problems. I began to knead the muscle there. I spent several minutes there and only moved on when Claire groaned in approval. Next I worked my way up her neck to her scalp, massaging the skin there.

"That feels really nice Quil," Claire muttered into the pillow her head was resting against.

Satisfied, I moved my hands down her back. I used my palms to rub up and down the area along both sides of her spine. Using just enough pressure, I pressed and played with the different muscles I could feel under my hands.

I slowly moved my hands to her panties. I had a strange sense of déjà vu as I remembered that time on the beach when I rubbed sun block on her skin. At that time, I had stopped myself from touching her in this area. Now, I had no reason to stop and the knowledge filled me with incredible excitement.

I slid my hands underneath the hem of her underwear, applying pressure to the muscles there. Claire's hips pushed down on the bed. Smiling, I moved my hands so that I could cup the globes that waited for me there. I massaged the skin there, enjoying the sensation as Claire squirmed slightly. My hands glided down farther until they met the top of her thighs. I continued on my journey until I was almost to the center of her. Claire groaned as my fingers flitted across the area that protected her heavenly entrance.

Pulling back, I removed my hands from her underwear and moved onto her legs. Claire groaned again, this time in frustration. I felt myself smirk, but I continued on my journey, massaging her leg up and down, before switching to the other leg.

After I completed my task, I leaned down to press my lips softly to the back of her left knee. Claire sucked in a sharp breath as I went to repeat the action to her other knee, only this time I sucked on the sensitive skin there. Once I was finished, I crawled up to the pillow and placed my hands on either side of her head. Leaning down, I kissed an exposed part of Claire's neck. She trembled in response.

"You need to turn over so I can finish my massage." I whispered in her ear, licking the outer rim of it.

"Hmm?" Claire opened her eyes which had been closed. She turned her head and looked back at me with a slightly dazed expression on her face.

"I promised you a full body massage, right?" I said. Claire nodded and turned on her back.

I started with the head first. I massaged my fingers into her forehead, running the tips of my fingers over her temple area. I moved my palms gently over her eyes before applying slight pressure to her cheekbones. My thumbs ran across her lips. They parted instantly and I had to resist the urge to her mouth in mine.

My hands moved to her throat and I ran my fingers along the wildly beating pulse I could feel there. Even without that indicator, I could hear her heart pounding frantically. It really was helpful to have unnaturally superior hearing sometimes. I could tell what Claire liked and reacted to the most by the way her heart would speed up whenever I touched her in a certain way.

I ran my hands along her shoulders and down her arms. No area went untouched. After I finished there, I moved my hands to my next destination. Her perfectly rounded breasts. I ran my hands from the top to bottom of both mounds, letting my palms run over her nipples. Claire's back arched in response. I cupped the weight of both breasts, before moving my fingers up to massage the peaks that were calling my mouth. I couldn't resist and bent my head to lick one nipple, while my fingers pinched the other one lightly.

When Claire started to whimper and her heart sounded like it was going to beat through her chest, I continued with the massage, moving my hands down to her stomach. I ran my fingers over that area, and leaned down to kiss her belly button. From there, I continued on past her waist, hips, and then bypassed the area we both wanted me to be, and finished massaging the front part of her legs.

Finally, I worked my way up her inner thighs. As soon as I got close to her center, my hands slid up and around to her outer thighs and went under the sides of her panties. Clutching the material in my hands, I pulled them down slowly. Once I got the underwear to her feet, Claire took over and kicked them off her legs impatiently. She parted her thighs almost subconsciously, allowing me better access to her wondrous heaven.

I moved my palm to her pubic bone and pressed down. Her hips responded by pushing against my palm. I lowered my hand slowly until my fingers came in contact with her womanly bud. I teased it for several minutes, playing with it and pulling on it gently.

"Oh God," Claire muttered, arching her back and clutching the sheets with her hands.

Chuckling softly, I continued my massage and my fingers explored new areas. I parted the delicate skin that protected her entrance and placed my finger there. Looking up at Claire's face to see how she reacted, I pushed in with one finger and then another. She threw her head back and closed her eyes. She was so wet and ready for me, but I resisted the urge to join my body with hers as I began to rock my fingers back and forth inside of her. Soon, I could feel her quiver around me as she reached the ultimate level of pleasure.

"More," Claire begged without even perhaps knowing what she was asking.

But I knew. I pulled away from her and pushed my boxers off my body. Claire reached down and guided me into her entrance. My body was soon completely joined with hers. I moved back and forth, each thrust bringing more pleasure. Her body matched my every movement. It didn't take long for either of us to reach a height of sheer ecstasy as I felt my world burst around me.

Once we came down from our peaks, I kissed Claire tenderly on the lips. She looked at me with amazement in her eyes.

Laughing, I rested my head against hers and whispered, "Welcome home."

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The next two weeks were the happiest of my life. Living with Claire was like a dream come true. During the day we spent as much time as we could together. She started helping out in the garage again, answering phones and helping customers.

And at night we continued with our educational lessons. Claire was becoming more sure of her abilities to seduce me. I, of course, was always a willing participant if Claire wanted to practice her seductive ways on me. In turn, Claire blossomed and was becoming more confident in my love for her, as well as more confident in herself as a woman.

Everything seemed perfect and yet, I couldn't help but sometimes feel like we were living in the calm before the storm. And then it hit suddenly. The entire reason I had felt so uneasy.

I woke up early one bright Saturday morning. Claire's face was inches form mine. I leaned down and kissed her sweet lips. Her eyes fluttered open.

"Good morning," Claire smiled at me.

"Good morning," I replied, maneuvering myself so I was above her, my arms going on either side of her, my legs settling between hers.

I had just started to lower my body against hers when I heard a knocking on the front door. Startled, I jumped back and fell off the bed.

"Shit," I swore, getting up to my feet quickly.

"Are you okay?" Claire asked in between bouts of laughter.

"Yeah, I'm fine…thanks for your concern," I joked sarcastically. My response only made Claire laugh harder.

There was another knock on the door, louder this time.

"Dammit to hell," I yelled as I pulled on some shorts. This had better be a freaking emergency to come to the house this early and interrupt what had been a very promising moment between me and my fiancée. I stormed to the front door and yanked it open.

"What!" I practically shouted.

"Well, it's nice to see you again too."

My mouth dropped open before I smiled and jerked my visitor in my arms.

"Jake, man…it's good to see you again."

"Good to see you too," Jake said, smacking me on my back.

"I told him we could meet you at Sam's house, but he wanted to surprise you." Collin spoke up. I looked behind Jake and saw Seth, Collin, and Ryan standing there, all smiling, though Ryan looked more like he was grimacing.

It took me a second to remember why they would all be here, especially at this time of the morning.

Smirking at me, Jake said, "Did you forget that Claire is supposed to be leaving soon to meet Alice, Ness, and Meena in Seattle. Take my advice…don't keep Alice waiting."

Damn…I had completely forgotten that today was the day we were supposed to get our tuxes and Claire was leaving for her weekend trip to Seattle.

Now I knew why I had been feeling like a storm was about to hit. Hurricane Alice had arrived.

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