Bella sighed as she threw the razor in the trash. Why was it the women was the one to primp and prod for a special occasion and men could just…well men could just go on their way.
"are your legs shaven?"
"yes Leah."
"ok, are you wearing the thong?"
Bella groaned as pulled out the hot pink thong.
It also came with a pink sheer nightie.
"no but I am getting ready to put it on now. Thanks lee."
"no problem Bella. Now, relax, everything is going to go smoothly. And If Paul is truly a wolf, I know he must be packing. I mean Quil- "
"arrghh. No, no, Leah. I don't want to hear about your and Quill's love life. Thanks for the help though."
With that done, she hung up the phone and sighed.
It wasn't that she didn't want to have sex, she was just nervous. It also didn't help that her scars were showing more then normal. She wasn't normally so self-conscious but wearing practically nothing at all really showed just how many scars she had.
Ok, relax this is Paul were talking about. Her Paul. Right now, nothing else matters. So…just go out there…
Bella took a deep breath and walked out the bathroom door.
The room was dim, a few candles out and about and leaning against the open doorway was Paul.
"honey?" she called timidly.
Paul turned towards her, his eyes yellow and nostrils flared.
"you kept us waiting" he smiled. His eyes traveling up and down her body.
"…sorry, I...I was getting ready..."
"we can tell…." he growled as he slowly crept toward her. "Beeeellllaaa" he said in a singsong voice.
He was circling her now. Low rumbles emitting from his chest.
"pa- "
"ssh." He cut her off. "you're so nervous…."
Bella shivered at the sound of his voice.
"reelaax…we are going to make you feel good. Come here baby…"
Bella allowed Paul to lead her to the bed. The back of her legs hitting the edge. Without effort, Paul picked her up and gently placed her om the bed. Putting a knee between her legs.
"lean back baby... show me your neck."
Bella did as so and practically moan as she felt his tongue lick her neck.
She vaguely remembered him doing this exact thing before Paul went to jail. But this time it felt different. A good different.
"Paul…" she begged.
A sharp growl broke through the air.
"say it again. Say our name."
"Paul… please..." she begged again.
"That's right…now... are you ready?"
By now, Bella realized that Paul had taken off her thong and that well, she was more than ready.
"yes…" she whispered.
Paul then leaned over her, a sharp canine pressing into her scarred neck.
"your beautiful…scars and all. We love you. We love you more than anything."
"I love you more."
With that declaration, the night went on.
…
Paul laid on his stomach as he traced small circles on his wife's back.
It was done. It was finally done.
The bond. The bond he shared with his wife was sealed. Sealed and complete. Fox and wolf were content and silent. There was nothing to say. Not now at least.
For right now, they would enjoy the silence. The content silence.
Right now, he didn't have to worry about wars, or fighting or running the family.
All he had to focus on was now.
He wiped a few stray tears, as he stared at his sleeping wife. His mate.
Never in his life did he think he could be this happy. He never thought he could be this content.
With there bond sealed, he never had to worry about if she would leave him or runaway. Or another male trying to woo her.
She was completely his and he was hers. Now and forever.
He could hear the quickening of her heart, as she began to wake up and at that moment fox was the first to appear, breaking the silence.
"she is ours…"
"she always was..." he murmured.
"we are happy?"
"yes, we are, fox."
Both being went quiet as their mate began to awaken.
"Mmmm, Paul?"
"I'm here honey."
"hmm, good morning. Good morning fox, where's wolf?" their mate questioned.
As soon as she called for him, Wolf appeared.
"you have pleased us greatly..." wolf purred.
Paul smiled as their mate blushed.
"are you hungry?" he asked.
"mmm, I could go for an omelet." She suggested.
"Coming right up. Hey, I have some friends they want to meet you. Are you up for a swim later?"
"whatever you want honey..." she agreed.
As Paul jumped up to cook, he heard his mate gasp.
"what's wrong?" he asked.
Both still naked and not caring, his mate touched his bare back. Tracing the intricate design.
"this….is a tattoo?" she questioned.
Paul took her hand encasing her small one into his big one.
"yes, it is. I received it last night when our bond was…finalized. It just a sign that you and i…we are forever Bella. Nothing can separate us pepper."
Paul then poked Bella in the forehead and walked to the kitchen.
Bella threw herself back onto the bed. A smile shining on her face.
For the first time in a long time.
Everything felt right. All her former attachments and obsessions had been broken. The only one she wanted was Paul.
Her Paul.