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Warning: Lemon trees, fully fruiting and ripe.
Music vibe: U2 – Wild Honey.
CHAPTER 56: WILD HONEY
Yolanda POV
That evening, after our return from the woods, we invited Jacob and his pack to our wedding. He said he'd be delighted to attend but would leave the others to decide for themselves. I also thanked Jacob for his role in my transformation. Liam shook hands with him and offered his assistance to Jacob if it was ever needed in future. As he rightly said, "We owe you one!".
We spent the rest of the evening in Jacob's lively company and that of Seth, who ambled in and out of the house as if it were his own. Seth was a very amiable lad and very non-teenage-like except for his coltish limbs. He nodded off at the drop of a hat and could almost sleep on a washing line, as my dear old Da used to say. He almost matched Jacob for height now and ate like there'd been a famine for years, without ever putting weight on. We hadn't seen much of the two boys of late because Liam tended to shepherd me upstairs earlyish in the evenings - his self control for cuddles lapsed after a couple of hours' abstinence and in fact he was currently more like a teenager than the others who actually were! He was like a bee drunk on pollen but unable to stop gathering it!
It was good to spend time with Jacob so I could buttonhole him about the Quileute tribe and his own place in the world. I could see he was devoted to his father and that leaving the reservation would be hard for him, but he acknowledged he wanted to go college and get some qualifications that would look good on the wall of his future garage. His new special relationship with the Cullens ensured that would now happen. He was however determined to earn some money during his courses and not to be totally reliant on the largesse of others. The Cullens were providing the foundations on which he could build his own dream structure. A separate conversation with Edward revealed that he and Bella had fought hard with Jacob to accept what help they were offering and it had ended up being a trade off for the Quileute's protection of the Cullen family and a handshake deal on Jacob repaying his college costs at some indeterminate date in the future.
Bella & Edward swung by during the course of the evening for a visit with Nessie. As soon as Nessie saw us, she was of course full of "wedding", "bridesmaid" and "Aunt Alice says I'm getting a fairy dress". Jacob's face reflected his appreciation of this little treat for Nessie and he shared in her excitement, which was quite endearing. It was his turn to thank us for including her in our day.
Meanwhile, Nessie had climbed onto my lap and we started whispering to each other, holding our hands up to each other's ears so nobody could hear us - allegedly. I asked her what she would like to wear if she chose the outfit.
Fairy wings were her first choice. "But you've got those already, sweetie" I told her. "Oh I know Auntie Yo but I want to wear them." That was agreed.
"And what else?" I asked. "A magic wand and fairy crown." No problem.
"What kind of dress would you like?"
"A pretty one I can dance in." she replied.
"Can I put a green ribbon on it?" Nessie nodded at me solemnly. "That's good, because I want a green ribbon on mine too. Can we both wear a green velvet cape?" Nessie nodded again.
"Oh good. Shall we both wear ballet shoes?" Nessie's smile said yes.
"In that case, I know exactly what we're going to wear and your dress is going to match mine."
Nessie's face lit up with excitement as she now stage-whispered "Can I go and tell Aunt Alice?"
I popped Nessie down off my knee and said "Let's both go and tell Aunt Alice, shall we? She's good at shopping and we're good at deciding, aren't we, right?" I held out my hand to her and we trooped off to see Alice who was busy at her computer screen. She put her thumb up as an "affirmative" as she'd obviously caught our whispered conversation.
After an hour or so, we'd sorted the basics of our outfits, as well as the flowers, while the image crystallised in my mind. Another idea occurred to me as I was buttoning down some details. Nessie was very pleased to be involved in the decision-making process and, intelligent as she was on so many levels, she was also a sweet little girl who loved girly things like Alice and me. She ran off quite happily to see Bella & Edward to tell them all about it. I heard Edward's chuckles as Nessie swamped him with images and internal chatter. Bella's delighted laugh added to the sounds of contentment coming from that particular trio.
***
Jasper and Liam had spent quite a bit of time together as a consequence of Alice & I conferring together over matters of detail for days. Liam had persuaded Jasper to install a massive pool table in the annexe to the garage, so they spent a good patch of time out there playing pool and talking about heaven knows what. Emmett and Edward often drifted out there to join them and it was comforting to hear laughter coming from that area of the house.
Liam and I had definitely become attached to the Cullens and the notion of moving east with them appealed to us more and more. I knew it would be very hard to let the Cullens go eventually as they'd become a sort of surrogate family – for us both, as it happened. The easy kinship of Jasper and Liam with each other helped and I was really pleased at how well they go on together. I was also pleasantly surprised at how easily Liam had gelled with the Cullens generally and had slotted into life here, given his previous more solitary existence. It still surprised me that he had no pull to go home yet or leave this place, but I was in no hurry to leave and wasn't going to raise the issue yet.
Rosalie and Esme naturally got involved in some of wedding planning and they were going to sort Liam out for me. It was actually quite fun talking about stuff that was feelgood. The family really had taken us to heart and nothing seemed too much trouble for them. They seemed to be enjoying the buzz of preparations, limited though they were. The girls informed me that occupying time was a huge issue for vampires and so anything that deviated from normal routine was always welcome.
Bella was as pleased as punch that Nessie was going to be a bridesmaid and Nessie was as good as gold as Alice tried swathes of material against our skins to see which would work best for our simple outfits. Although it was only going to be a small wedding, I wanted it to be right for us.
The girls joked that if I didn't feel we'd got it right first time, then there was always the option of renewing our vows like Emmett and Rosalie did periodically. I laughed with them at the joke, but really felt more akin to Esme and Alice in that I knew we wouldn't need more than the one occasion to say it all. We weren't showy people. Rosalie commented that she and Emmett only did it out of boredom sometimes, but mostly as an excuse for a party and to invite the Denali clan down for a visit.
This led me to wondering about Liam's previous life and how he might have led it. I resolved to delve into this more. I also wondered if he would d like to invite anybody to the wedding. When I took him aside later and asked him, he said there was nobody he felt compelled to invite. The vampire friends he had back in Ireland were not close friends, merely acquaintances. Like me, he admitted to feeling closer now to the Cullens than anybody. He also felt our wedding should be as intimate as possible, with few attendees.
I didn't press the subject, but it raised doubts for me as to when either of us might be ready to head for Ireland in the longer term. In our favour, we had years if necessary before having to make any such decisions. Some short breaks there would however be good in due course and would help to break the ice. It might turn out to be aversion therapy, but I would worry about that later.
In the meantime, we certainly didn't want to alienate the Cullens by outstaying our welcome. A home nearby to them seemed like a very good compromise rather than moving away entirely when we left the guest cottage in Dartmouth. Indeed, Liam said that if they hadn't been moving out of the Forks area, he would have looked into a buying a place up the road and might possibly still do so as a project in the long term. We both felt we'd always have an affinity with Forks and it would be a pleasure to return here again one day.
***
It was feeding time at the zoo again.
Today Emmett and Rosalie invited us to go hunting with them. This would be the first time of them accompanying us as a couple on a hunting trip. They'd finally heard the stories from Jasper and Alice of what generally happened after I fed and had hooted with derision disbelievingly. For me, it was just a nice opportunity to spend some time in their company because it had been due to their intervention that I was here at all.
Emmett decided that now I was a more accomplished hunter, we should widen our range and head somewhere unfamiliar to me. He suggested we drive into the Lake Quinault valley area and check the place out. We could also have a look at the lodges Alice had had in mind instead of the lighthouse. I was happy to go with the flow and knew that my companions would keep me out of harm's way.
When Emmett pulled up at the spot he'd chosen on an out of the way track leading into woodland, he made cow's eyes at us both. Liam and I looked puzzled at one another. Emmett grinned and immediately pulled Rosalie out of the car. He slung her over his shoulder like a sack of grain and loped into the treeline with her. Ah, an hour in the car with our sexual tension....
Liam and I creased up with laughter. "Don't you get any ideas, Liam!" I warned him. He merely waggled his eyebrows and made a movement towards me, calling my bluff. In the event, he just swooped to envelope me in a hug, leaning me down sidewards towards the ground like in a tango and proceeded to kiss me ardently. I put my hands on his head and pulled him to me to deepen the kiss, my tongue ravenously tasting his scent. Fire consumed me and I wanted to rip his clothes off right then and there, but we were still in plain view of anybody who might have been nearby.
I struggled to regain control of my emotions but could feel Liam responding to my desire. With a gasp, he stood us both back up and leaned his forehead against mine, breathing deeply. No matter how often this man kissed me or cuddled me, I always wanted more. I felt as giddy as a teenager around him, but all he had to do was touch me and I melted, chasing away all reason.
I reluctantly relinquished Liam from our embrace and cast a look around the edge of the lake, searching for any movement. There were no humans visible from where we were stood. I looked out over the lake and saw only ripples of wavelets as they seeped gently towards shore. Apart from some ducks and moorhens peeping and paddling in amongst the rocks along the edge of the lake, there was no other sound. It was a truly peaceful spot and I was looking forward to exploring.
My distraction was only momentary though as Liam started nuzzling me insistently. I couldn't help but respond to him. No matter that it was not really the time to be doing so, I instantly wanted him as much as he wanted me. With a moan, I went with the moment, kissing Liam hard and draping myself sinuously around his form. He answered with a growl of lust and scooped me into his arms, running with me into the trees. Déjà vu!
As he pressed my back against a tree some distance away from the car and ripped my lower clothing down hurriedly, I couldn't help but enjoy the spontaneity of the moment. I watched Liam's determination in rendering me available to his show of lust. His forehead puckered with a scowl as the material of my clothing got in his way. I smoothed his forehead and silently placed a kiss on his lips. This drove him to push his body into me to demand the deeper kiss he was evidently craving.
"God I can't get enough of you." he moaned into my mouth. His tongue sought mine out and brushed against it. His sweet taste slipped onto my tastebuds even more strongly than before and I felt instantly aroused from it. I grabbed his hair and held him fast to my mouth. He tasted so good that I just wanted to eat him!
Liam finally despatched my underwear to the ground. He hadn't destroyed it completely this time in his haste. As I arched an eyebrow at him, he gave me a rueful grin. He unzipped his fly and presented himself to me. "Sorry sweetheart, I can't help myself. You drive me wild with need."
"Do you hear me complaining, my love?" I asked of him. He answered with another grin – this one definitely more lascivious. His mouth descended breathily on mine once more as he threatened to suck me dry. I arched towards him and moaned my own need into his mouth. He went on to nibble my neck as his erection pressed against my opening, begging for admission. My folds were slick with arousal already and I only needed a slight nudge to grant his request. With a whimper, I thrust forward and offered myself to him fully.
Liam sank into me to the immense relief of both of us. When he'd bedded himself fully inside me, he gently started moving within me, nudging my mound and coaxing my arousal further.
I'd expected it to be explosive but instead he was gentle and loving and it was even more erotic for being so. His breath peppered softly across my neck as he licked here and sucked there, moving down to any flesh he could reach with his agile tongue. When he reached the hollow of my throat, I was lost, slumping into abandonment as he breached my core and took over my entire being. At that moment in time, I wouldn't have cared if the world had stopped – I loved him so fiercely in that instant that all care of reality ceased and my own sexual universe took on a life of its own.
Out of nowhere, I felt the earth move as my orgasm took me over completely. All I could see were stars floating across my consciousness. When I opened my eyes, Liam's vivid blue eyes filled my vision. His state of arousal and rapture had matched mine and I felt closer to him in that instant than I'd ever felt before. It was almost a spiritual experience.
"I love you, Liam." Was all I could whisper as I clung to him. Those three words could not really express what I was feeling right then, but it would have to do. "Don't ever let me go." Liam looked surprised and pleased, I could tell.
Having watched me gain my release, he kept working within me, bringing me more gentle pleasure. His dark eyes bore into me with such intensity that I almost cried. He was watching me carefully as he continued to pleasure me. Unable to resist any longer, I lifted my legs around his hips to allow him deeper access. He growled his approval of that. He pressed himself hard against me and I could see him lose himself in the process. His control was tenuous at best by now as he plunged more rapidly into me.
We continued like that for several minutes. When he finally closed his eyes, I took a deep breath and recoiled from him, easing myself down his front and onto my knees. Liam leaned back in surprise and gazed at me with a startled questioning look. I smiled up at him and clasped his hands in reassurance.
So there I was faced with his straining glistening manhood, right by my face. It stood there throbbing and urgently in need. I'd never seen a more glorious sight apart from that day in the shower when he'd released his rainbow of ecstasy in my presence. That image had been etched on my mind forever. So would this one.
Licking my lips with anticipation and taking another deep breath, I wrapped my lips around the head of his erection. Liam moaned as I took him in. His head dipped forward and his face tightened in the grip of enjoyment. I sucked on him gently, easing his length into my mouth, inch by fabulous inch. He hissed his pleasure at the feel of my tongue on him. He tasted wonderful and I felt myself swell some more in response. It was a hard decision to stay down there on my knees. I desperately wanted him inside me but I also wanted to give him another kind of joy.
Deciding to go forward with it, I attacked his erection with gusto. Liam's hand moved from mine and settled on my head, guiding me more firmly onto him. With his other arm pressed against the treetrunk, he arched towards me and thrust gently into my mouth. He hissed again and moaned. This egged me on as I sucked on him and relaxed my throat. I could feel the head of his manhood brushing the back of my throat. I moaned with the scent of him and his automatic response was to push himself further into my throat. I nearly gagged but managed, only just, to refrain from embarrassing myself. With a concerted effort, I took him in whole and moved my head to and fro, working along his straining length.
The responding prolonged groan from Liam pushed me on. He was obviously enjoying this. I ached so badly to have him inside me where he'd been before, but this moment was for him. I worked my mouth and tongue along him and could feel him tensing as the pleasure hit him in waves. He continued his gentle thrusts and muttered "Jesus" under his breath as I moved on him. After a few minutes, I heard his breath hitch and knew he was almost there.
Where I had been lightly holding him, I now pulled him forward firmly. He growled in response and vibrated with the pleasure of what I was doing to him. I could feel him coiling steadily and wanted so badly for him to release. I felt the slight movement of his thigh pressing on me and grabbed his backside hard. It took another few strokes of my mouth and a gentle cupping of his balls to get him to let go. I kept him firmly in my grip so he couldn't move away from my mouth. He let out a grunt and his juices spurted down my throat. I clung on to him, swallowing everything he gave me. His body shuddered in waves as he convulsed inside my mouth and he moaned for as long as his release lasted. I lapped up every bit of his loving.
When Liam had stopped thrusting, I kissed his manhood, pulled his trousers up to cover him, and got to my feet. He exhaled loudly and put his forehead against mine. I brought his musky scent to him and kissed him gently. As I looked into his dark eyes, I saw a man still held in the thrall of his primal self.
"Are you ok?" I asked him. He nodded but said nothing. He leaned forward and hugged me tightly. In that second, I realised he was already raring to go again. It made me chuckle. "What?" he asked of me.
"You, Liam - you're like the ever-ready bunny!" He grinned and moved forward another inch, nuzzling my neck and pressing his now rock hard shaft to me. The scent of his arousal was strong and it was then I acknowledged that my own arousal had never left me while I was attending to him on my knees. "Jesus, Liam. I can't believe it." My continued desire for him should not have been surprising after all these weeks. Here I was lusting after him still after my own release earlier and amazed by the wonderful feeling of it.
"Believe it sweetheart. I want you more than ever." Liam chuckled and held himself against me, waiting for my response. I literally swooned, melting against him as a hot flash of desire shot through me and threatened to have me convulsing on the spot. I grabbed Liam's head roughly and pulled him in for another hotly tongued kiss. My breathy response was all he needed. He spun me around and pushed my chest against the tree, but not before he had tweaked my nipples with his fingers, making me clench hard with longing. I heard a rustle as his trousers and underwear hit the ground again. An instant later, his warm shaft was eagerly seeking entrance to me, butting up against me and tickling my clitoris.
"Hell's teeth!" I exclaimed as I was overcome with the sensation of his teasing.
I heard a feral growl behind me. "You're mine. Yolanda. All mine. I'm putting my mark on you." I shuddered when I heard this. It was erotic beyond belief and I moaned against the tree bark Liam was pressing me into.
He pulled my hips back slightly, angling me towards him. Without warning, he plunged into me and I screamed out loud with the pleasure of it. He filled me completely and then withdrew himself. He hesitated a few seconds, keeping me waiting in torture, before he sank into me again, ramming himself in fully and gripping my breasts again in his hands. He was now in rutting mode and set about the task with vigour.
We continued like that for the longest while as I screamed each time he plunged into me. My fist was now in my mouth. My muffled screaming and groaning only served to encourage his attentions as he peppered my neck with licks and kisses and nibbles.
Finally, I could hold onto the tree no longer and went limp for a moment. It took Liam only a second to understand my legs were buckling under me. He instantly blurred us to a mound of soft pine needles and placed me face down so he could continue. He gripped my hips and angled me close into him as he pumped away feverishly over me.
It was there, in broad daylight, that Liam ravished me from behind and sent me into a state I can only describe as complete delirium. My screams could probably have been heard for miles as I came time and again under his ardour. When he finally let go and pulsed into me, I swear his roar would have been heard in Canada!
***
A short while later, Emmett and Rosalie appeared from among the trees with a very satisfied look on their faces. They looked somewhat dishevelled too. Liam and I had composed ourselves, insofar as we could, and were sat entwined on the ground, facing each other, temple to temple. My thighs were straddled across his and we were holding each other breathlessly.
Emmett grinned down at us merrily. "I think we've just experienced what Alice described to me the other day. I didn't believe her at the time, but I'm a total convert now!"
Rose nodded her head wordlessly and gazed at me in astonishment. "I knew we had a good thing going already, but oh man was that ever intense! Yolanda I can't thank you enough."
Liam and I merely chuckled and gazed back at each other. Sometimes, there were no words for an experience. That was certainly what I would call a honey-coated out of body experience.
A/N: Liam loves Yolanda body and soul. Can you tell? Glad that Emmett & Rosalie also got some good loving in, even if we weren't privy to it. Having Liam & Yolanda around is like having constant access to an aphrodisiac, the lucky sods!
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