PREVIOUSLY-
"Want me to go wolf 'til we get there?" He asked with a wink.
"Nah I don't mind the view." I winked back at him. I could definitely tell he'd just mentally high-fived himself as I shook my head.
We didn't speak the rest of the short walk back and he grabbed a pair of shorts out of the box and slid them on before we made our way inside.
Sam and Jared were there waiting on us at the kitchen table.
"I take it the two of you worked things out?" Sam asked as we walked in and sat at the table with them.
"Yeah, I think so, right Paul?" I looked over at him and he smiled back at me.
"Just a misunderstanding. We're good now." Paul told them.
"Good, cus we were wondering when the fuck it was going to happen." Jared said with a laugh as he sat back in his chair.
"When what was going to happen?" I questioned them, who were both smirking.
"When Paul was going to imprint on you. We had a bet running, Jared won." Sam told me as my eyes bugged out. Paul raised his eyebrows too. "You weren't as sneaky as you thought when your feelings started changing, Paul. I bet that it would be two months, Jared bet that it would be right after you saw Rachel for the first time."
"So, you both knew and didn't manage to say anything to me? Your fiancé and mother of your children?" I asked incredulously.
"Babe, we didn't know for sure that it would actually happen…" Jared tried to say but I gave him a look.
"Why didn't you say anything, bro?" Paul asked Sam.
"Because the surprise of it is the best feeling in the world." Sam told him honestly as I watched the whole interaction.
"Yeah man, that split second when you look into her eyes and everything you've ever known changes?" Jared chimed in.
"You're not wrong, but you could've at least told me you knew about things changing…" Paul muttered.
"Like you told Bella you would?" Sam countered, making Paul look ashamed.
"I told you why I didn't, Sam." He said dejectedly.
"Alright, we can work out a better system of communication later. I think we have bigger fish to fry, like the fact that I now have three imprints." I cut in.
"Well, honey, obviously the spirits didn't think that two was enough for you." Sam told me with a laugh.
"So obviously the both of you are okay with it. My biggest question is how is this going to work? Then we get to worry about the pack, and my dad, and eventually the rest of the res." I said, looking at all three of them for the answers.
"We'll figure it out, Bella. J and I were talking about some of the things while you were having your little chat." Sam explained.
"I gotta say Paul, Sam and I are pretty damn surprised that you haven't kissed our girl yet. We figured you'd be out there for hours." Jared joked as my face turned bright red.
"You know she's not quite ready for me yet, Jare." Paul winked at me, making me blush even deeper.
"Dude, she's had both of us at the same time, how could she not be ready?" Jared asked him, laughing.
"I am still sitting here…" I muttered as I banged my head on the table.
"That blush looks pretty cute on you, princess." Paul said to me.
"I know, right? It goes all the way down too, man." Jared told him.
"Can you save your porn discussions for the pack mind since I know how much you guys enjoy that?" I murmured.
"Alright, let's talk serious." Sam said and I mentally thanked him.
"Bed?"
"Need a bigger one."
"There isn't a bigger size."
"You're the carpenter, make one!"
"They don't make a mattress to fit."
"Just add a twin size!"
I listened to them bicker with a smile and a small laugh.
"While you guys are all figuring out the details, I'm going to go lay in my recliner because the babies won't stop kicking my ribs while I'm sitting straight up." I told them, shaking my head as I stood up and walked to the living room.
I was almost to the recliner when I felt a warm set of arms wrap around me from behind.
"Nah uh, it's finally my turn." Paul whispered in my ear before pulling me backwards into the recliner and lifting the footrest so that I was laying in his lap. His hands were perched on either side of my belly and I could feel my children calming almost immediately. He always had that effect, even before the imprint.
"Mmm why are you all so comfy to lay on?" I murmured as I turned to snuggle into his chest.
"We're all just so hot." He responded with a chuckle. "I know this is a lot to take in and you might not be ready for it all, so we'll go your pace. I don't want you to think we have to just jump right into things, alright princess?" Paul told me quietly as his fingers ran swirls over my belly.
"We'll go whatever pace feels right." I whispered back to him.
"Not even imprinted a whole day and he's stolen her from us." I heard Jared say to Sam with a laugh from the kitchen doorway.
"Hey! I'm an equal opportunity imprint here." I protested, making all of them laugh.
"Does that apply to everything?" Paul asked with a smirk.
"Everything." Jared replied while he raised his eyebrows suggestively.
"Paul, take the rest of the day off. J and I are going to go run a lap to see if there's any more signs of the leech. We'll talk more when we get back." Sam said, motioning for Jared to follow him.
"I have to go too?" Jared complained, but Sam gave him a look and he scurried off out the door with him.
I sat there with Paul for a little while longer until I had to use the bathroom due to my bladder being used as a trampoline. When I came out, Paul was leaning against the bedroom door with his arms crossed.
"An unfortunate side effect of pregnancy." I muttered, heading to my closet to try and find something more comfortable to wear than maternity jeans and a too-tight shirt. I huffed in aggravation when I couldn't find anything of my own to wear.
"What are you doing princess?" Paul whispered in my ear as he came up behind me.
"I want to change but nothing looks comfy enough." I sighed, leaning back into him.
"You could always wear nothing." He suggested with a smirk.
"I could, or I could just take something of yours." I replied back with a smirk of my own.
"Go right on ahead, princess. What's mine is yours." He told me before pulling me by the hand down the hallway to his room.
He opened his closet and motioned me to have my pick before leaning back onto his bed. I grabbed a shirt and a pair of his cutoff sweats before walking back over to the bed and sitting them down next to him.
I began to pull off my shirt, not caring if I was standing right in front of him. He was my imprint, too.
Halfway through taking it off, I noticed I had extra help. Paul continued to pull the shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor before gently winding his fingers into my hair and pulling me towards him, closing the distance.
I was breathless. His kiss was fiery and passionate, just like he was. Our mouths moved together like they were meant for one another. He was so different from the other two, yet my very core counted them all as equals.
I pulled away and he sat back on the bed in front of me, dragging me over to stand between his legs.
"You knew exactly what you were doing, didn't you?" He asked as he held my hips in place.
"Maybe." I winked at him. "You hadn't kissed me yet, and I was curious."
"Don't mess with a wolf, princess. You might get bitten." He mused as his hands slid back around to hold my bare belly before he leaned down and kissed it sweetly.
"Mmm I already have been twice. Will I get another repeat performance?" I asked him, curious as to whether his wolf wanted it as well.
"Fuck yes. My wolf is screaming at me to mark you already." I nearly moaned at the thought. "But I'll need to find just the right place for it…"
He slipped his fingers into the stretchy waistband of my jeans and began to tug them downward until they slipped off, leaving me in only my panties.
Within a split second, he'd picked me up and flipped me over to where I was laying on my back on the edge of his bed. He leaned over towards my face.
"Your neck is off limits, princess." He whispered as his hot breath tickled my skin, down past my neck.
He pressed kisses down my chest, into the cavern that rested in between my breasts and continued south. His kisses were feather light but sent a tingling down my spine all the same.
He kissed down my belly and brushed past my hip, down my leg. His warm breath stalled near my sex, just off to the side where my thigh met my torso.
"This is definitely the spot." He stated, kissing it carefully before pulling away. "But not right now."
I pouted, having felt like I'd been set on fire by him only to be doused by cold water.
"Why?" I whined.
"Because you're not ready for me yet, princess. Trust me, when you are, I won't be holding back." He told me, pulling me back into a sitting position before sliding his shirt over my head and pulling his cutoff shorts up my legs.
A/N- Some Bella/Paul action. What do you think? Don't forget to check out my Bella/Paul one-shot (that I may make into a full-blown prequel story if people like it enough) and my poem that I posted today!
