I tried not to run up the steps to the front door, I didn't want to show the excitement I had coursing through my body. Before I reached the front door, it opened. Sam in all his Adonis handsomeness stepped out into the late afternoon light.
I paused my movements up the porch. I was not uneasy in my movement, but I found myself waiting. Sam smiled at me. It warmed the hesitancy from my body. I closed the gap between us. Sam held out his hand to me. I took it in mine, still marveling at the size difference.
"Sam, keep her safe. I expect to see both of you at the fish fry tomorrow. Be good you two" Charlie yelled out the window at us.
I stood vibrating with anticipation as I watched Charlie drive down the road. When he was out of sight. I pulled Sam's lips to mine.
Chapter 12: My Sam
As Always Happy Reading! (The ending of this chapter has a little bit of spice. You have been warned.)
Sam broke our kiss. I felt my lips swollen after our porch makeout session. His hands holding my hips tight against his. I could feel his need.
"So, what do you want to do?" Sam smiled. I could see that I was going to have to make the move. My body tensed slightly. Not with fear, exactly. More like I was walking on a tightrope for the first time. I knew a lot of people in my life had become skilled tightrope walkers. I, however, had never tried.
"Um." I heard the crashing of the waves. "Wanna go cliff jumping?" I asked. The sun was still high enough in the sky. I might not be able to see the water clearly from the cliffs, but the adrenaline rush would shake me out of my nervous energy.
"Let's go see what the conditions are like. If they are good, then sure. However, for your first jump, I would like the conditions to be perfect. It is such a rush. Better conditions means you can enjoy it more."
Sam took my hand. Guiding me up the short hike to the top of the cliffs. I had started to feel at home with Charlie and Billy on the boat. If that is what the feeling of home was then with Sam beside me I was complete. It was unlike anything I had ever known. It was almost like what Renee would describe her and Charlie's relationship was like, before she found out she was pregnant with me. Renee never blamed me for destroying her marriage, but it was always unsaid.
"How was the day with your dad and Billy?" Sam pulled me from bad memories.
"It was good. Felt like I was home. Of course they did the expected Dad stuff. It was nice though" I smiled. Wow. I was actually smiling without thinking about it. In Phoenix I had to constantly remember to smile.
"Oh, what is the expected dad stuff?"
Wind brushed against my skin. I shivered. Sam pulled me in tighter to his side, his wolf warmth chasing the chill from my skin. I wanted to experience all his skin tonight. The thought made me blush.
"You know, the Dad questions." I tried to calm my blush.
"No. I don't. My Dad, He didn't stick around long enough to ask me any questions I remember."
I looked up at him. This man who was now the Alpha of a wolf pack. Essentially, he was now a supernatural father to all those boys. That must have been a hard transition on his own. I curled my body closer against his.
"The only Dad I had was Charlie"
"Charlie is a great dad. Truthfully he has been like a dad to me for years. Especially after I joined the pack. I was one of his deputies for about a year before the change happened. When I went wolf he was the one that told Billy I was missing. Without him, I might have spent a lot more time stuck in my wolf's body." Sam smiled.
"I love that Charlie is my dad. Seeing him was sometimes the best part of my year. I wish I could have come up more often. Do you think that Charlie is going to give you the talk?" I asked.
"The talk?" Sam raised his eyebrows at me.
"You know. Now that you are dating his daughter" I nudged him.
"We are dating now?" Sam asked.
I paused my steps. Had I jumped ahead? I knew we agreed that friends did not kiss friends the way Sam and I did. We had not talked about dating. We also had not discussed if we are single. It has only been a few days since the imprint happened. Sam stopped with me. I could feel his eyes on my skin. He was trying to read my expression. I quickly schooled it into an expression of nonchalance.
"Hey?" He cooed at me "What's up?"
"I'm sorry. I just, I guess I assumed that us being imprinted made us more than friends. I'm sorry if you don't want to be my boyfriend. I understand." I tucked my chin in looking at the floor.
Sam held my hand and guided me up the rest of the path. The view of the ocean momentarily impeded my embarrassment. It was beautiful up here. The waves crashing far below the edge sent sound up to our perch. The sun glinting off the water made it look more magical than normal. I took steps away from Sam. I wanted to see the water crashing against the rocks below. I walked towards the edge. Leaning over, I watched the waves breaking against the rocks. The water hit the cliff face and shot skyward. I felt hot hands against my hips. Trusting Sam, I leaned forward fully appreciating the sheer drop off the cliff. Sam held me tethered to the edge. Boyfriend or not, I knew I could trust him. The drop looked high enough to be a true rush. I wanted to jump. Sam pulled me away from the edge. I still could not look him in the eyes. I fucked up, defining the relationship without him.
Sam let go of me when I was a safe distance away from the cliff's edge. He walked away from me, sitting against a tree trunk. I could feel his eyes on me. Desperately I wanted to sit on his lap. Almost a need overcame me, I wanted to feel his hands on me again. Yet, I also felt embarrassed because I assumed our relationship.
I felt the pull of the imprint. It was like a tether, tying me to Sam. Giving in, I turned away from the water. Sam was sitting against a tree, his body open to me. Giving me permission to do the one thing I wanted to do. Walking over to him, I sat down carefully onto him. I knew I was crazy, I still did not want to hurt him. I cuddled into his chest. He wrapped his arms around me.
"I'm sorry. If you don't want to date me I won't force that on you" I whispered into his chest.
I felt the rumble of his laughter shake my body. My body wanted to tense. Yet the feeling of his arms around me stopped that reaction. His laughter instead made me relax more into his body.
"Sorry. I am not laughing at you. I am just - Bella, you think I want to be your boyfriend?" Sam's voice was steady and calm as he asked.
"I hoped you wanted to be my boyfriend," I told him. Fear bundled in my chest. I wanted to keep Sam as mine. I knew he deserved more than me. Sam deserved someone whole.
"Bella. What did the Dads tell you about me and you?"
I thought about it. They mentioned that I was his imprint, that I should define it as soon as possible.
"I told them I would discuss that with you" I told him.
"Bella, do you want to be my girlfriend?" Sam asked.
"Yes" I looked him in the eyes as I answered. I saw his dark eyes melt in my response.
"What if I told you that's because you want the imprint to be romantic, and that you are considered so much more than that?" Sam's mouth held a hopefulness.
"I want you anyway I can get you Sam. So whatever you are hinting at, my answer is yes" my smile widened.
"Because you want the imprint to be more than friends, the council marks it as such. So, in the eyes of the council, you are technically, currently, my wife." Sam was cautious. He looked like he was waiting for a bomb to go off.
I processed the information. In the course of three days I went from single and living in Phenix to married and waiting to spend every moment of my life with this man. I brought Sam's lips down on mine. I wanted him anyway I could get him. If I was his wife I wanted him right here, right now.
Sam growled against my lips. I broke the kiss "Should we cliff jump as a form of celebration?" I asked.
"Not today. The waves are too high for me to feel comfortable with my tribal wife to jump" Sam spoke honestly.
"Tribal wife?"
"Bella. I do plan on marrying you. Whatever wedding you want is yours. I want to see you dressed in whatever you want, walking down a path to me. I want to say I do in front of whoever is watching. My only request is that the pack is invited" Sam's eyes shown.
"Of course the pack would be invited" I kissed him. "I want them to be at our wedding" I could feel tears streaming down my face.
"Are you okay with being known as my tribal wife until then? I respect your father too much to have our wedding before you are done high school" Sam admitted.
"Sam I will be whatever I can be, the only thing that matters is that I am next to you" I kissed him again. This time the kisses became hurried and almost desperate. At this moment my head finally screwed on right. I knew I was going to go tell Renee in person that I was moving in with Charlie. I was going to sign her up for rehab and tell Phil when she would be out of treatment. Then, I was going to live my own life. Here in La Push, married to the alpha of a wolf pack. My mind spun with what this meant. I would have a life outside of taking care of my mother. I would have a husband who loved me. I would have a pack that looked out for me. Most importantly, I would have a family.
The kisses deepened. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced. Sam was not just kissing me, but also my soul at this moment. I pushed his hard body harder into the tree. Wanting, no, needing to be closer to Sam. He was my forever. Every ounce of nervousness vanished as the sun sank below the horizon.
Anticipation clung to our skins like dew holding down a morning flower. I found my hands exploring Sam's body. Lean and strong, each muscle was perfectly shaped. Sam stood us up, separating us slightly. The separation allowed my eyes to land on his pants. A tent would be an understatement. Sam's pants could have hidden an entire skiing village. I lost my ability to breathe at that moment. My body was overcome with a deep set desire.
"Bella?" Sam reached out and lifted my chin. I met his eyes. "We don't need to do anything you are not comfortable with. Tribal marriage or not, we will only do what you are okay with."
"What if I don't know what I am comfortable with?" I asked. Feeling a moment of vulnerability under the weight of need.
"I will follow your lead." Sam kissed my lips. He pulled my bottom lip into his mouth. Sam sucked and teased my lip. Only releasing it when my body let out a needy moan. He smiled at me, giving me back my lip.
"Okay" I said breathlessly.
Sam hugged me close to his chest. Picking me up, he walked down the trail. He knew where he was going, as he kissed me deeply the entire way into the house. I tried to memories the feeling of his arms around me, knowing that I had never felt like this before. I knew in my soul I would never be close enough to him. I would always want more of him. As Sam walked us into the house, I kicked off my shoes, leaving them haphazardly in the front hall. Sam followed my lead. We wouldn't need shoes for where we are going.
"Couch or bed?" Sam asked.
"Bed. No need to bother the rest of our packs with our scents"
"Who told you?"
"Seth," I laughed.
Sam laughed, lightening the mood as he walked us into his room.
Sam carefully placed me down on the bed. I stretched out my arms not reaching either side of the bed.
"How big is this bed?" I asked. Laying down I started rolling to either side. It was the biggest bed I have ever been in.
Sam smiled "It is called an Alaska king. One of the biggest beds on the market."
"I really like it. I have never been able to stretch out in bed as much as I can right now" I stood, jumping on the bed. Sam looked outrageously happy. "Why are you smiling so much?"
"You are jumping on my bed. It's making your smell mix with mine. Also, you look so good in my bed."
"Do I?" I paused my jumping. I felt overdressed in his bed. I pulled my fish scented hoodie off my body. I started taking off my shirt.
Sam jumped up on the bed. He stopped my hands. "Not yet. I want to see it all soon. I want to help you get ready first"
Pulling him into me, I kissed him hard. The need in me was unlike I had ever experienced. He lowered me onto the bed. I felt the soft disheveled sheets under me. Sam's hands explored my body. Each touch felt like he was spreading fire along my skin.
Sam started with his hand on my face. Slowly, he lowered it down to my neck. He pulled on my neck, deepening our passionate kisses.
"Bella. Tribal Marriage and Imprint does not mean I will do anything you do not consent too" Sam spoke between kisses.
I let out a frustrated noise. I wanted to feel his hands everywhere.
"Bella, can I touch you?" Sam broke the kisses. His hand is still on my neck. His eyes hid nothing. I could see his desire and need, both of those passions muted by his love for me.
"Sam. I want you to touch me." My voice spoke into the sacred space between our bodies.
Sam kept a hand on my neck. With the other, he traced patterns up my stomach. The touch alone caused me to feel a tightening in my core. The tightening only grew more intense as Sam let out satisfied low growls.
The pattern lead to my back. Sam's hand clutched at my bra clasp. He paused again, patiently waiting for me to tell him yes.
"Take it off" I moaned between kisses. Sam had me in a needy mood. Each touch brings my body more tingly and tense.
Skillfully, Sam unhooked the bra. He helped free me of it. Still keeping my shirt on.
"You know, I wouldn't say no to my shirt coming off" I tried to tease him with the thought.
Sam let out a deep laugh against my lips. "I will see it all in time my Bella."
I held onto that promise of more. I wanted to give everything to Sam.
He pulled away from our kisses. The hand on my neck keeps me from reconnecting our mouths. I let out a needy whine as his other hand brushes lightly against my nipple. My stomach tightens more as the soft touches continue.
"Is this nice?" Sam askes. Words refused to spill from my mouth. Instead I respond with a guttural, needy noise.
He rolled my nipples in his fingers. I cried out. Tingles spread across my flesh. My hips bucked up, knees locked together. I felt like I had started freefalling off the earth. My hands wrapped around Sam. He held me as my body continued to fall.
"What was that?" I breathed minutes later.
Sam lazily smiled. "That was an orgasm."
"Why the hell was I waiting to do that?! I want that again" My eyes glowed bright looking into Sam. My Sam.
Authors Note: I hope you don't mind Lemons. I have two options for the next chapter I am posting. One is definitely SMUT. Let me know if you want that version. Please Please Please let me know what you think. I love hearing feedback from my chapters.