Disclaimer: All Characters are property of Stephanie Meyer..I just take them out and play with them
FAGE… The 13th.
Title: Passages of Time
Written for: Mama4Dukes
Written By: SparklingFae
Rating: M
Summary/Prompt used:
One moment they were arguing, the next they were before the council being punished for it. Fate has a funny way of bringing two of the most unlikeliest of people together.
Paul and Bella fight over ice cream.
Chapter 6
Present Day - James Island, La Push, Washington
They woke to find themselves intimately entwined; Paul lay above her, his length buried within her damp heat. Bella moaned at the pleasurable sensation. She had always heard that the first time would be painful, but it felt amazing to her.
Each act of lovemaking during the vision had truly happened here in the present while they revisited their past lives and bondings. Paul and Bella acted out the consummation of their immortal bond, but had yet to finalize it consciously.
"Wh..What is happening?"
She barely had time to think before Paul shifted and a gasp slipped from her lips.
"Oh fuck!"
She whimpered as Paul growled, still half asleep. He pulled Isabella close and sniffed her before his eyes popped open and he stilled, the woman in his arms smelt like nothing he had smelt before.
She smelled like home, his home.
Memory after memory was shared between them, what they had seen while on the spirit journey, and before they could stop themselves, they found their lips fused together in a hungry, passion filled kiss.
Bella gasped and tried to pull back, desperate to stop and think this through, but Paul was having none of that. He brought her closs again and recaptured her lips, deepening the hunger of his kisses. Bella relaxed into his fierce possession. The fire had been set and unleashed in the visions and now, as both of them tore at one another's clothing, eagerness ran through the awakened bond, past and current, each lost in memories that had changed their view of one another irrevocably.
Remnants of clothing were tossed aside haphazardly and the soft sounds of lovemaking filled the sacred space. Paul did not waste time, he was already rock hard inside her body from their previous activities. He thrust forward, filling her completely. Bella moaned, her body already a bit sore, but it didn't take long before the soft pained whimpers she had been making became pleasured cries for more.
They were lost in the past as they moved together. Each lifetime had led to this moment, to the knowledge that even though they had fought angrily, they were true mates, complete now and never to part again. The prophecy, that no one had known of until Old Quil had forced their hand, had been fulfilled and the star crossed lovers would know peace forever more.
He surged into her over and over, primal need had overtaking them both. All he saw was her as her breasts swayed with the sharp thrusts he made into her. They were close and the mating frenzy began. He rolled her to her stomach and pulled her up by the hips before slamming himself deep. The slapping of skin on skin echoed through the woods on the island. He could feel his wolf close, so close, as his teeth elongated. He had to make her his in every way. The man finally understood what the wolf had been telling him all along. Her walls clamped tightly around his member as she screamed in release. He gave one final deep thrust that grazed her cervix before tilting his head back and howling in triumph. He leaned over her back and sank his teeth into her neck. He had done it; he claimed his mate, they were now one and blessed by the spirits of their ancestors.
Bella came back to herself slowly after the frenzied passion that had sealed their bond completely.
"I remember...I remember it all now.", she murmured, her voice soft and a bit shaky.
She continued to speak as tears gathered in her eyes, overcome by the emotion of every lifetime that she had seen.
"I am sorry, Paul. If I had known...", she trailed off as he pulled her close and kissed her tenderly.
"You have nothing to be sorry for, Qahla. We didn't remember. The spirits have blessed us with remembering now. I am sorry too. I didn't understand your past with the Cullen's. I saw it all though. I saw how they treated you, how you were brainwashed by them.", he whispered, his voice breaking as he held her while she cried.
"I was. I never realized it until now, but I was. They controlled everything about me…"
She drew in a breath and clung to him, her body shook slightly as she spoke again.
"Paul, I know your past wasn't sunshine and roses either. I saw how your dad treated you and your mom, until she moved you here to get away from him. I saw you beat him up when you were 15, when he came here to force your mom to take him back. You suffered, too. I'm so sorry you went through that."
She kissed him with her final words. They laid together quietly after that, taking some time to adjust to the bond and recover from the emotional revelations.
As the sun set, they finally felt able to tolerate a small amount of distance; Bella dressed in the clean clothing that had been left for her, Paul choosing to shift into his wolf form instead. Once she redressed, Isabella rode her grey wolf as they left the island across the bridge to the main part of the reservation, both renewed and calmed by what they had found with one another, the missing piece, and all it took was a powerful shaman and a spirit journey.
