Authors Note:

I am basically screaming over you guys. I am so happy to have this story reach 100+ followers. I'm still learning and improving my writing, and to have you guys believe in me is amazing. So from the bottom of my heart, thank you. Also, I'm hoping this chapter sedates your thirst, it's just a little taste of what's to come. I do not own Twilight, but Lily is all mine. I also don't own any ABBA songs.

Oleander

Lily POV

(January 25th, 2005)

It was a cold, dreary day. Ice covering the ground, making the roads slick. I was happy I had the day off. Snuggling under a blanket on the couch, I focused on sketching with my charcoals while the morning news played in the background. I was sketching a picture of Sam, he had become my latest muse. This sketch had taken multiple days; I wanted to get it just right. I was looking forward to tonight. Sam had promised to cook for me for the first time, which I had responded with, "Do you even know how to cook?" Sam laughed and replied, "Just the basics." I had this growing need to be around Sam, and he made me feel safe every time we were together. A growing development was the increase in physical connection. Kisses lasted longer, and embraces were tighter. I still had flashbacks to my attack, but with Sam holding me, the fright seemed to fade away. He never pushed my limits or shunned me from talking about my fears. He accepted me.

However, the guilt that I felt about the two of us being together grew every time we were together. I knew that Sam felt it too, but he would constantly remind me that he loved me, truly loved me, and nothing would change that. We would tell Leah eventually, but knowing my best friend, the woman who was basically my other sister, I could only hope she would forgive me.

I was so absorbed in my thoughts that it took me a while to register the house phone ringing. When I did, I scrambled to the phone while keeping the blacked wrapped around me. "Hello Swan Residence, this is Lily."

I wasn't expecting Dad's voice to come through the speaker or the news he delivered. "Lily, I need you to go to the hospital. Bella almost got caught in a car crash at school. I can't be there. There's another accident that I have to respond to. I already called Renée."

Dread filled my bones. I almost dropped the phone in shock. "Is she alright?"

"I don't know. She had just arrived when I got the call."

I started to become extremely scared. I had just begun to connect with Bella and to think I could lose her so soon sent another wave of fright. "I'll leave as soon as I get changed. Am I on the HIPPA forms? If not, I won't get to know what's wrong with her or see her."

"I placed you on there for emergencies. You should be fine. Besides, I believe Doctor Cullen would make an exception." Dad replied with a firm voice.

"Alright. Let me go get changed and then I'll be there."

Dad grunted in response. "I put snow chains on your car, but be careful the roads are extremely bad."

"I will. Bye, dad."

"Bye."

I bolted up the stairs and changed into the first set of clothes I saw. I almost tripped going down back down the stairs so fast, but I quickly righted myself and grabbed my keys. Locking the door, I sprinted to my car. I basically speed to the hospital, going to five miles above the speed limit, practically praying to god I wouldn't get pulled over and praying that the snow chains would do their job. When I arrived, I threw the car into park and used the employee entrance to get into the hospital.

"Carol, where is Bella?" I rushed out.

"She's in the emergency room in bed three." Carol looked at me with pity. It shook me to my core. Is it serious enough that I deserve pity?

I threw a quick "Thank you." As I fast-walked to the room. Arriving, I set sights on Bella sitting on the edge of the bed, and Carlisle shining a light into her eyes, checking for a concussion. She looked absolutely fine and was responding clearly to his questions. There was a tall, tan-skinned boy lying in the bed beside of Bella's with a gash on his forehead. He was seemingly apologizing constantly to Bella and another boy standing beside Bella's bed. The other boy was at least 6'2, lanky, extremely pale, and with bronze hair. But the thing that stood out was his golden eyes. This must be Edward. I walked up to Bella's bed.

"Bella, oh, thank god that you're alright. You scared us. Carlisle, does she have a concussion?" I rushed out, tripping over my words.

Bella sighed, "Lily. It's alright, I'm fine. Thanks to Edward here. He knocked me out of the way. It was amazing how fast he got to me. He was nowhere near me."

Carlisle sent Edward a look that basically said, "We'll be talking about this later." I knew that this incident would grow Bella's suspicions about the Cullen's.

I turned to Edward. "Thank you for saving my sister."

His face was screwed up as if he was trying to figure something out, but he responded in a polite tone. "It was no problem. You must be Liliana."

I nodded. "So Carlisle, does she have a concussion?"

"No, she seems to be just fine. She will probably have a headache for the rest of the day. I recommend that she stays home for the rest of the day. Lily, you should keep a close eye over her just in case."

"Bella, I'm so so sorry." The tan-skinned boy said from behind me.

I growled and gave him a sharp look. I hope he realized that my dad wouldn't let this incident slide. "You better be. You'll be lucky if you keep your license." The boy paled at my statement.

Bella sighed again. "Lily, it's alright. Calm down."

"I'm releasing her to your care Lily. I have no doubt that you'll be able to keep watch over her."

I handed Bella the keys to the car. "I'll go fill out the paperwork Bella. Here go-ahead to the car. Dad called mom, so you should probably call her."

Bella jumped off the bed and headed to the exit with Edward following her out. I felt my nerves tingle about him being so close to her. "Thank you for everything, Carlisle. I really appreciate it."

"It's not a problem, Lily. I know how much she means to you."

I started to head towards the door. As I passed the hallway where the clinical rooms were, I saw Edwards hand on Bella's arm, holding a tight grip with Rosalie standing behind him a few feet away. I couldn't have that. He was way too close to her. "Bella, I thought you'd be in the car by now. It shouldn't take me that long to wrap things up here."

Edward released his grip and stormed off Rosalie following and sending me a glare. I glared back even though I knew she could destroy me. I wouldn't back down. She was protecting her family, and I would protect mine. Bella looked angry as she passed me, and I knew I would get an ear full when I got in the car. I was right when I said it wouldn't take me long to fill out the paperwork, mainly since I had to chart almost every day. There was less panic as I walked to the car. Getting in, I noticed Bella was furious.

Relishing in the heat of the car, I asked, "Is everything alright?" Knowing Edward must have said something to, and I provoked her to lash out.

"Ugh, he's just so frustrating. He basically told me that he doesn't know why he saved me." Bella growled. But I knew the reason or at least I could suspect it. He wouldn't be able to control himself if her blood was spilled all over the ground. "Did you get a chance to talk to Doctor Cullen yet?"

I pulled out of the parking space, keeping my eyes on the road as I drove the car home. Hoping my tone would be steady. "Yes, I did. Edward was just feeling sick that day and then had to visit some distant family. So his behavior and avoidance has nothing to do with you."

She huffed and replied, "Still doesn't explain how he got to me so fast. He was by his car, but suddenly he was by my side."

I looked at her at the corner of my eye. "Bella, you should just let it go. Be happy he saved you. I surely am."

I pulled up to the house, and Bella got out. Slamming the door as she left. I just sighed and got out. "I'll be right in Bella." I walked to the front doorstep and pulled out my phone. Sam would be on break right now, and I needed to call him, plans have changed. I pressed speed dial, having keyed in his number for the number three slot. One and two were taken by Dad and Leah.

"This is Sam." I heard his deep voice answer. I frowned. I was disappointed that our plans for tonight had changed, but I needed to look after Bella tonight.

"Sam, it's Ana," I spoke into the voice in almost a whisper in case Bella would try to overhear my conversation.

I could hear the smile in his voice. It made me smile as well, just his voice could make my entire mood change. His voice also dropped into a whisper. "Ana, is there something you needed? Are you alright? You don't normally call me at work."

I sighed into the phone, and my smile turned into a frown. "Bella got into an accident today at school. I need to stay with her tonight to keep an eye on her so I won't be coming down."

I could hear his sadness, but also his worry. "Is she alright?"

"She seems to be just fine, but I need to be here just in case," I replied with a tone just as sad at the missed time we would be able to spend together.

"That's good. I understand you need to be there for her." I smiled at his understanding. From the background, I heard a muffled "Uley time to get back to work."

"I got to go, Ana. I'll call you tonight. I love you."

I sighed again. "All right. I love you too." I heard the phone click and entered the house. Bella was lying on the couch, staring at the ceiling. "Bella, are you feeling alright?"

"You don't have to keep asking me that." Bella snapped at me. I just shook my head, trying to not take it personally. I knew that if I was in the same situation, I wouldn't like to be constantly worried about it.

"Alright. I'll leave you alone for now. Would you like a Tylenol for your head, though?'

She just shrugged, and I took that as a yes. I made my way upstairs, taking a deep breath when I reach the bathroom. The adrenaline and fear had suddenly left me, and I felt so tired, but it was my duty to watch over Bella, even if she didn't want me to. I walked back down the stairs to see Bella looking in the fridge for something to eat. I looked at the clock and realized that it was about lunchtime. "I'll make us something to eat. You just relax. Is there something special you want? Oh, and here's the Tylenol." I handed the pills to her.

"Something easy would be great." She thought for a moment, and after she swallowed the pills with a little water, she answered with a more definitive answer. "I could go for some mac and cheese."

I smiled brightly. "Sounds great. I haven't made that in a while. Now out of the kitchen and go relax, it'll be only a little bit till it's ready."

She gave me a timid smile. "I think I'll go upstairs to my room and call mom back. She's probably freaking out."

"That is more than likely. I'll call you when it's ready." She turned to walk upstairs, and I had one last thing to say before she left my sight. "Bella." I paused, "I'm so relieved you're alright. I don't think I would be okay if I lost you. I know we haven't known each other long, but I care about you."

Bella blushed and nodded. "Same to you."

I got to work making the mac and cheese. It didn't take long for me to whip it up. I got a text just after I put the dish in the oven to bake. It was from Sam. Work must not be busy, but that's to be expected with the cold weather. The only reason he was still able to work was because the house he was working on was fully built, and he was working on the electrical. The text simply read: Tomorrow Night?

My face broke out into a wide grin and typed out, Yes!

"Who are you texting?" I jumped almost dropping my phone due to Bella's sudden voice being behind me. She had changed into a pair of sweat pants and a long green sleeve t-shirt.

The timer went off, and I pulled the mac and cheese out of the oven. "Oh, just Leah, we had plans to hang out tonight. But we're going to do it tomorrow. I need to stay with you tonight."

Bella frowned. "You don't have to change your plans, Lily. Go hang out with Leah. I'll be fine. I'm not a glass object."

"Nope. You're stuck with me tonight. We're gonna have a girls' night, and you're going to like it. We'll paint each other's nails, each bad food, and I'll even watch Romeo and Juliet with you, even though I oppose every single thing in that story." I said with a smile on my face. "Can you grab the bowls in the cabinet?"

Bella did as I asked and brought over two bowls. "I've never really had a girls night. "

"Well, now, you will. Besides, I've been so busy with work and Leah. I haven't spent enough time with you."

"Alright, if you're sure." Bella concedes, "But can we watch Wuthering Heights instead? I haven't seen it in forever. I brought the 1992 one with me."

"That sounds fine. I've never seen it, so that'll be fun." I said with an excited voice that she agreed.

I dished out our lunch, and we ate in comfortable silence. When lunch was over, and I started cleaning up. I noticed Bella's eyes were drooping a little. "Why don't you go take a nap why I go to the store to get things for dinner and the junk food. It won't take but 15 minutes."

Bella answered back with a small yawn and gave me a hug before she walked upstairs. I quickly finished washing the dishes and placed the remaining leftovers in the fridge. I grabbed my keys and went to the store. I debated on what to make for tonight. I was craving soup, and it was the perfect weather for it. I grabbed the ingredients for Greek lemon chicken soup, it was simple and easy to make. The next things I picked up was the most unhealthiest snacks I could find. I also picked up a variety of sodas for Bella and me to drink. I got home and put everything away. I silently walked up the stairs and checked on Bella. She was passed out on her bed, I could hear quiet mumbling. I snickered at the fact that she talked in her sleep just like me. Leah would always tell me I said the craziest things in my sleep. I silently closed the door and headed back downstairs. I turned on the TV to have some background noise and continued my sketching. I was almost finished when Dad walked through the door.

"Hey, Lily. How's Bella?" He said while putting his gun belt on the rack and slipping off his shoes like he always did.

"She's fine. She's taking a nap. I'm gonna wake her up in 10 minutes. She doesn't have anything wrong but a giant bump on her head. Oh, we're gonna have a girls night, so I'm suggesting you go down to Billy's to watch the game tonight. We're taking over the living room." I responded, closing and sitting my sketchbook down.

Dad sighed in relief. I knew that Carlisle had called him to tell him that Bella was okay, but to hear it from me relieved him even more. "I'll call Billy then. What are you making for dinner?"

"Soup," I simply stated. "I should probably get started. Especially since you're going to be heading to La Push for the game. Could you wake Bella then?"

"Will do." With that, dad called Billy and arranged to watch the game at the small red house.

I quickly got to work on dinner. It didn't take long for everything to come together and announce that dinner was ready. Bella and Charlie came filing in and sitting down at the table. Dinner was a little more awkward than lunch with dad constantly asking Bella if she felt alright or if she needed to lie down. She answered with increasing frustration, but she didn't seem to grasp that her accident today scared him even more than me. He also didn't want to lose Bella so soon. Dad finished his second bowl and placed his dish in the sink. He grunted a goodbye and left for La Push.

"I'll be right back. Just leave the dishes. I'll get them later. Our girls night starts now. Go and grab the movie." I went upstairs with Bella following me. I grabbed several bottles of nail polish, blankets, and pillows. Bella was putting in the movie when I got downstairs. I unceremoniously dumped the pillows and blankets on the floor. I then went into the kitchen and brought out all the snacks and took them into the living room. "I haven't read Wuthering Heights in forever. I hope I still remember the basics."

"I'm sure you will. It's the best story ever told." Bella responded while arranging the pillows and blankets.

I rolled my eyes. "You also think that about Romeo and Juliet. And you know how I feel about that story."

"You'll love this one. Trust me."

"We'll see. Now, what color do you want? I have a light pink, a light blue, dark blue, or a dark purple." I ask while holding up each bottle for her to see.

She thought for a minute. "I'll do the light blue. Which one are you picking?"

"I think the dark purple. The light blue will look great on you. Now let's start the movie."

Bella and I watched the movie somewhat, but we spent more time getting to know each other. I felt us draw closer as sisters and found more similarities between the two of us. For instance, we both loved the same chips that I had bought, and they quickly disappeared. We also loved chocolate with a passion but disagreed on what was the best chocolate. I preferred rich dark chocolate while Bella preferred milk chocolate. I also found out that Bella had taken Ballet lessons as a child, and I couldn't help but laugh loudly as she told me all the incidents that had happened from them. For that, I got a chip thrown at my head. In turn, I told her about the first time I tried surfing and the struggles I went through to learn. By the time the movie was over, I felt that I knew her even more. It made me smile, the bond was being built, and I hope it never shatters. I noticed Bella nodding off, barely keeping her eyes open. It was only 9:30, but she had had a rough day.

"You should go to bed, Bella," I say gently.

She yawned and slowly said. "you're right. I feel extremely drowsy." She tried to get up but started to stubble. I knew that I would have to help her get to bed. I grabbed her hand and lead her up the stairs. She didn't protest my actions. In fact, she just blushed. I opened her door and took her to the bed, and like a mother would do for a child, I tucked her in. Her eyes immediately closed, and I could hear small deep breaths. I checked that her alarm clock was set to wake up in the morning, it was, so I quietly crept out of the room and into mine. I plugged in my cell phone and changed into my pajamas. My eyes closed, and I felt myself drifting into dreamland.

Lily POV

(January 26th, 2005)

"Ta-da, dinner is ready!" Sam announced from the kitchen. I was sitting on his couch watching Law and Order SVU, letting Sam have free reign in the kitchen. He also wanted dinner to be a surprise, so I wasn't allowed to peak. But whatever he made smelled amazing.

I turned off the TV and walked into the kitchen. Sam's large frame was blocking the food, so I still didn't have a clue on what he had made. I went up and wrapped my arms around his torso. I never could wrap them fully around due to his large size. He wasn't fat by any means. His size was full muscle, I couldn't help but blush every time I saw him without a shirt. He would chuckle and give me a heart-stopping smile. "Smells good, babe."

"I hope it is. I have never cooked for you, and I don't want to disappoint. Now mademoiselle go sit at the table." He said the last sentence in a voice that reminded me of Lumiere from Beauty and the Beast. I laughed and did as he said. I wasn't expecting the dish that was placed in front of me. It was a simple dish, but it looked amazing. It was spaghetti and meatballs with what looked like a vodka sauce instead of the ordinary and basic tomato sauce.

"Sam, it looks excellent. You must have worked really hard on this. Thank you." I gave him a smile, and he returned it as he sat down beside me at the small wooden table.

He grabbed my hand and looked deep into my eyes. I couldn't help but get lost in his hypnotizing brown eyes. "It is not a problem. You cook for me so much, and I just wanted to return the favor. Besides, it's my duty to make sure you're satisfied. Now let's eat and see if I actually did a good job."

I took my first bite and moaned. This was amazing, and I couldn't believe that Sam had gone through so much trouble. I would have been okay with a simple dish, but like always, he gave me everything he had and surprised me every day. "Sam, I think I just fell deeper in love with you or at least with your food."

He laughed, and his deep voice filled the air. "Well, that's good. I'm not as good as you, but I can do the basics or follow a recipe."

"I'm serious, Sam, this is excellent." I moaned as I took another bite.

He gave me a wolfish grin. "If it makes you moan like that, I might have to make it every day. Also makes me want to make you moan in other ways."

I couldn't help the blush that rose to my cheeks. Sam had noticed that I was growing more confident in our relationship, and my trust in him was becoming solid. With that, he began to make suggestions or give innuendos that he wanted me, not that I didn't know this before, but he would express the want that he felt whenever we were together. He also knew that this was my first relationship and didn't push me or tease me too hard. He also never did it when we were around his mother, which I was thankful for. "You have a dirty mind Samuel Uley," I stated as I took my third bite.

"Can't help it when you look so beautiful, which is always." He responded after taking a sip of water.

Something told me that this night was different. That something would happen. I didn't know if it would be bad or good. Our conversation moved into work, and what had happened in the time, we had been away from each other. I told him about last night that I had felt a special bond start to grow between my sister and me. He was happy for me, he knew my fear that we wouldn't be able to form a deep relationship. Soon enough, we were finished with dinner and had moved into the living room. Throwing on the TV and watching Grey's Anatomy. Well, I was watching, Sam had a look of boredom. I had recently become obsessed with the new show, and it's dramatic situations. He watched it with me, but I knew that it wasn't exactly his taste. Soon enough, Sam had scooted closer to me on the couch and threw an arm around me. I could feel his extreme heat, and it lulled me into a relaxed state.

A commercial started, and I suddenly felt lips on my neck. My body immediately leaned in closer wanting the feeling to never stop. Arms suddenly wrapped around me and picked me up. I found myself straddling Sam. He was pressing me tightly to his body. These kisses began to trail up and down my neck. "No marks, Sam," I said, sighing into pleasure. This wasn't the first time we found us in this situation. Our physical contact had taken a turn to becoming more serious. I was still nervous about being so inexperienced, but Sam never complained. We hadn't done more than heated kisses, yet I was always left wanting something more, but I knew I wasn't ready. The only rule I was strict about was no marks being left on my neck or any visible skin. I didn't want questions being asked.

"I know Ana. I know." He whispered into my ear, sending a shiver down my body. I leaned closer to him, almost wanting to have my body absorbed into his. I could smell him clearly now. His scent was that of citrus and sage, it was overwhelming. Sam had often described my scent as brandy and tobacco. It was smoky and strong. He often joked he could become drunk just off of my scent. I threw my head back as I felt teeth gently nip of my skin. "I love this shirt and those tight pants on you. It allows me to see your gorgeous body." He said against my neck. I could feel his need through his pants.

Heat rushed through me. "And I love it when you don't wear a shirt. Makes me hypnotized by your strong body."

He laughed. "Being basically a furnace does has his positives if you feel that way."

I needed more of him. I needed to be closer. Have more contact. I did something surprising, something I had never done before. I wrapped my arms around the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my body. I thanked the gods that I had chosen my sexiest bra and pantie set today. It was a set that Leah demanded I buy on a trip to Port Angeles, saying it was perfect for me. It was a solid black bra, emphasizing my pale skin, and was basically only lace. Sam stared into my eyes with shock but quickly recovered and pulled back. "Ana, are you sure?"

I could only nod. My voice seemed to disappear, but it came back only to tell him that I wanted more tonight, no I needed more tonight. "I need more of you, Sam."

He stared into my eyes, and with a seriousness tone, he replied. "We don't have to if you're not ready, Ana. I don't want to make you feel that you have to do this for me. I would never pressure you like that."

"I'm not ready for everything, but I want more," I said as I started kissing his neck, hoping he could feel my need through my actions.

"Who am I to deny anything you want. However, if you want me to stop, tell me, and I'll stop. We'll go at your speed."

I moved my lips to his and began to kiss him. Pouring all my feelings through it. He responded by pulling me closer and deepening the kiss. His hands started to roam over my body. Touching me and sparking a bigger fire within me. Eventually, his hand landed on my breast and began to massage them. I ultimately needed to pull back to take a gasp of air. Sam took the opportunity to slowly descend his lips to the skin between my breast. "You are so beautiful, Ana. No one compares to your beauty. You look like sin wrapped in the form of an angel."

My whole body blushed, and I shuttered. "Not that I don't find this bra extremely sexy, but I want to see more of you. Can I take it off?" He asked while his large hand played with my nipples through the thin lace.

I slowly nodded, and his large hands wrapped around me, unhooking it. He gently lowered it off my body, kissing my shoulder as it came off. He threw it somewhere, but I was too focused on the pleasure I felt by having his mouth on my skin. His mouth began to descend again; only this time, it stopped at my left breast. He blew air on my nipple, and if they were hard before, they became even harder with the action. Suddenly his tongue was on it, and I couldn't help but push my body closer to the feeling. Sam chuckled. "Don't worry baby I'll take good care of you."

"Please, Sam," I begged.

"How am I to deny you what you want." He response before he took my nipple in his mouth, gently licking it and sucking. However, he didn't leave my other breast unattended. His hands were lightly pinching it and rubbing it. I lost my sense and just gave in to the feeling. When he switched to my other breast, I felt like my whole body was on fire. My hips uncontrollably grounded into his. He took his mouth off me and hissed. "If you keep doing that, I don't think I'll be able to focus on you."

I whimpered at the lost feeling. "I can't help it."

His hands wrapped around my butt, and he lifted me up as if I weighed nothing. I immediately wrapped my legs and arms around him, clinging to him like a koala. He started walking to the stairs and walked up them. "Where are we going?" I asked, pressing my body closer to his: not because I was scared he would drop me but more to absorbs his heat.

"I'm taking you to my bedroom. The place I can fully devour you and worship you." I had never been to his bedroom, but his statement made the heat become unbearable. I moaned into his ear as I felt him against me.

He opened the door, only holding me with one hand. I was amazed by his strength. He walked us to the bed and placed me slowly on it. I didn't have a chance to observe the room because his captured mine immediately, and I lost my senses. The kiss lasted for what seemed like forever. When we pulled back for air and Sam immediately started kissing down my body. Reaching the top of my pants. He looked up at me, and his eyes were questioning. I said a simple "yes," and he unbuttoned them and slowly peeled them off my body. I laid there only in my underwear that was see-through covering nothing. I felt so exposed, but I wasn't ashamed. Sam pushed my panties down slightly and began to suck on this top of my hip. He was sucking so hard that it surly leave a mark, but I couldn't find the strength to tell him to stop.

"God, do you know what you do to me?" Sam basically said with a tight voice.

I bravely responded, "Why don't you show me."

Sam growled. "Don't play with fire, my love, you will get burned."

"But, I need the heat."

His hand cupped my heat and began to press his palm against my most sensitive area. I couldn't help but arch my back. Sam captured my nipple again. The feeling was overwhelming. I couldn't breathe. My hips instinctively began to move against his hand, bringing me a rush of pleasure. It wasn't long before Sam removed his mouth and hand. I let out a small whine. "Don't worry. I'll bring you more pleasure than you can handle." He said while slowly pulling my panties down. He backed up, sitting on his legs. He stared at me for a moment, "To see you laid out for me, you look so delicious."

He crawled down my body, placing kisses sporadically. His mouth finally landed on my inner thigh. Again he sucked so hard that there would be a mark in the morning, but I wouldn't complain. I was in a dizzy state nothing felt better. I gasped when he finally reached my heat. I felt cold air, and I immediately tried to get away from it out of instinct, but an arm came across my hips holding me down. "I promised to give you pleasure. Don't worry, you're safe with me. Do you want this? I won't push you." His voice was nothing more than a whisper, but it immediately relaxed my body, and I nodded for him to continue.

Suddenly he began to lick my heat. He lapped it up like a cat lapping up milk. I stiffed a moan. "No. I want to hear you, Ana. Let it all out." He said while pulling back from me for a second. But before I knew it, he was back at it and this time circling my clit. I let out a small scream from the sudden assault. "Now that's more like it."

He continued to circle my clit. I lost control of myself, and I was so absorbed with the pleasure I couldn't register what I was saying. "Oh, fuck. Oh fuck. God, Sam." I could feel his smile, and he began to press even harder with his tongue. I mewled when he stopped. He leaned back on his legs again and looked at me. My whole body was red, it felt like I was dipped in lava.

"Do you trust me, Ana?" He asked seriously.

I nodded frantically, wanting nothing more than for him to continue. "This will hurt, but trust in me it will get better. I would never cause you pain on purpose."

"Sam, please, I need you. God, I need you so badly. I trust you with my life, but please." I begged.

Sam lowered himself again and started again by licking me, but I felt something enter me this time. It felt strange, and there was a pinch of pain. But soon enough, the pain subsided to pleasure. I looked to see Sam's hand moving in and out. "It's only one finger, you're so fucking tight. Just relax, baby." He said in a tight voice. I nodded and relaxed. I feel a tightness emerge in my stomach. I knew I was on the edge of falling. Sam continued his assault, and the tightness continued to grow.

"Sam, oh Sam, I'm almost there. Please, for the love of God, don't stop." I basically screamed.

Sam began to move faster, and he took my clit in his mouth and began to suck on it. It felt it rise, and I screamed as I came undone. Sam stared into my eyes and observed his work. My body was shaking uncontrollably. Sam continued to lick me, and I felt so sensitive, my body felt like it was on another plane. After a while, Sam stopped and stared at me. I just laid there unresponsive. "God, that was the most miraculous and incredible sight I have ever seen."

It took me a few moments to respond, but when I felt my body begin to function, I attacked his lips. I could taste myself on him, but it only made me hotter. I tried to take off his shirt when he stopped me. "What are you doing, Ana."

"It's only fair I repay the favor," I said with a wicked smile.

"You don't have to do that, baby. I'm fine. Tonight was about you." He responded while cupping my face.

I began to kiss his sharp jawline. "No, I want to do this, Sam. Please let me help you."

It felt like an eternity while he weighed his decision, but he slowly nodded. I smiled against his neck. He took his shirt off, and I couldn't help but get distracted by his physic. He was like Adonis. I snapped out of my thoughts and began to lightly bite his neck and rub my hands down his body. I felt nervous I had never done anything like this. But I couldn't help but think of the statement fake it till you make it. So I did just that and poured all my confidence in my choices. I lowered my mouth to his nipple and lightly bit it. "You can be rougher with me, Ana. I won't break." With that statement, I bit harder and elicited a groan from him. My hand slid down to grasp his cock through his shorts. He hissed.

"Off," I demanded, and he got off the bed and stripped. He was standing there fully naked, and the only thought that ran through my mind was that he was the perfect specimen of what a man should be. I took a deep breath as I fully observed him. He was large in every sense. I had nothing to compare him to, but I knew he was perfect for me. I got off the bed and slowly licked my way down his body.

"Are you definitely sure, Ana? I don't want you to feel the need to do this." He repeated.

"I want to help you, Sam. It wouldn't be fair that I got off, and you didn't. Besides, I'm not as naïve as you think I am." I was on my knees by the time I finished my statement. I stared at his massive member. How will that ever fit inside me one day? I thought. But I shook my head. It would work out. Right now, I just needed to focus on Sam and bring him the same pleasure he brought me. I slowly lowered my lips and wrapped them around him. He shuddered at the feeling, and I smiled. I began to take him into my mouth as far as I could. I had never been more thankful that I didn't have a gag reflex. I still couldn't take him entirely, so I began to rub the excess. I went slowly at first, just focusing on the movement. But as I got more confident, I began to go faster. Sam hissed at the contact and the feeling. Eventually, his hand went to the top of my head and slowly pushed my head. I knew from other girls in school that they hated when guys did that, but I found myself enjoying the feeling, enjoying the physical contact.

It felt like only minutes later when Sam said "Ana" in a groan. He tried to pull my head back, but I used what little strength I had to remain attached to him. With a shutter, I felt his cum enter my mouth. I tried to swallow all I could, but I wasn't fast enough, and some dripped out of my lips. I suddenly felt myself being picked up, and Sam's lips crashing into mine. He didn't care that his semen was still on me. He finally pulled back when we both needed air. "I love you, Ana," He said in a soft voice and then kissing my forehead. I smiled.

"Do you have an extra toothbrush," I asked after a moment. It wasn't that I minded the taste, but I felt that I needed to clean up.

"I do." With that, he led me into the master bathroom and handed me the extra toothbrush. I quickly brushed myself. As I looked at myself, I noticed I was still flushed and looked like I was glowing. However, my hair was a complete wreck, but I couldn't help the smile that came to my face.

I walked out of the bathroom and saw Sam lying on the bed. I finally took notice of the room. It was painted a light grey, and the walls were completely bare. In the middle of the room was a massive king size bed that Sam was laying on. The bedding was a deep blue with a patchwork blanket folded on the end of the bed. "Come lay down," Sam said.

I couldn't argue with that my body felt exhausted. "What time is it?"

"It's past midnight. It's probably best if you stay the night here. I don't feel comfortable with you driving so late," He said seriously.

"You just want me to be here," I said in a teasing voice.

"I can't deny that," Sam said, laughing.

I didn't want to leave. I wanted to spend the night wrapped up in his arms. "Let me text my dad and let him know I'm staying here. I don't want him to freak out."

Sam got off the bed and kissed my cheek. "I'm glad you agree. You have the night shift starting tomorrow, well today, right?

I nodded and headed downstairs to grab my phone. Staying at Sam's tonight. I'll be home in the morning. – Lily.

I felt arms wrap around me from behind, and Sam gently kissing my neck. I turned around and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. "We should go to bed. By the way, where's my bra? I don't see it."

"We'll find it in the morning. Now come to bed." Sam said softly. While picking me up bridal style and taking me back upstairs. I just giggled.

Jared POV

(January 27th, 2005)

"Dude, this isn't a good idea. Sam told us not to come to his house unless he tell us." I said while walking beside Paul.

"Well, he missed his shift. I need to know why. Besides, don't you think it's suspicious that he doesn't let us over?" Paul responded, looking at me from the side of his eye. We were almost at the blue house, and I couldn't help but shake the feeling that we shouldn't be going to the house.

"He's pretty private. Maybe that's why he doesn't let us over." I replied. I knew I couldn't change Paul's mind. Once he was set on something, he wouldn't let it go. We were about 10 yards away from the house when we heard music coming from the house. It was an old song and definitely not the music that Sam listens to. Even more surprising was a smoky voice singing along to the song.

Paul gave me a look of confusion. "Who is that? It's not Sam's mom; she doesn't have a voice like that."

I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders. "We really shouldn't be going over if he has someone over. Let's just go back."

"No way. I definitely need to know who that is."

We used the back door to enter the house, and the voice became clearer in the kitchen was a small red-headed girl. She barely came to our chest. She was wearing an oversize shirt that fell to mid-thigh and nothing else. I recognized the song that was playing. It was an old ABBA song.

"Honey, honey, touch me, baby, aha, honey, honey.

Honey honey, hold me baby, aha, honey, honey.

You look like a movie star (Look like a movie star)

But I like just who you are (I like just who you are)

And honey, to say the least, you're a dog-gone beast."

Paul started to clap, which made the girl turn around and let out a small scream. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"We should be asking you that," Paul told the girl snidely.

Thudding steps came down the stairs. "Ana!" Sam suddenly entered the kitchen, only wearing boxers. "What are you two doing here? I told you not to come over unless I told you?" Sam basically screamed.

"You know them?" The girl, Ana, asked. She was still shaking from the scare.

"Yes, Ana, these idiots are my pack brothers." Sam sighed. "Again, I'll ask what are you doing here?"

"You missed patrol. We needed to know if you were alive, but now we know you aren't, and you've told a pale face our secret." Paul snapped back.

The room became ice cold. "You dare call her that again, Paul, and I'll kill you."

"I think I'll go upstairs while you explain everything," Ana said quietly.

Sam walked up to her and kissed her forehead. "You don't have to."

"I should probably put on more suitable clothes." Sam then noticed that she was only wearing his shirt and nodded. We watched as she slowly walked up the stairs.

Paul whistled lowly as she walked away. "Please tell me you're tapping that. If not, can I?"

Sam began to shake and growled, "Don't you even think about her."

I decided to diffuse the situation. "Sam, just explain it to us. Who is she? And why does she know our secret?"

Sam sighed and sat down at the table. "It's complicated."

"I think we can keep up," I responded before Paul did with a gentle voice. He was clearly on edge, and Paul would only make it worse.

"That is Liliana Swan, and she's my imprint."

"What the fuck is an imprint?" Paul replied to that statement.

"It's basically your soul mate. When you meet them, the whole world falls away, and they are the only one who connects you to the earth. I imprinted on Ana two years ago on Halloween."

"Is she the reason you dumped Leah. You dumped her for her best friend. That's low, Sam. Even I know that. Besides, your feeling aren't even real." Paul sneered out.

Sam bared his teeth. "No, Leah and I weren't compatible anymore. It just wasn't working. Ana didn't even know about the secret or the imprint till last November. My feelings are as real as possible. I started caring for Ana when I got to know her."

Again I spoke up, hoping to stop a feeling. "So, this can happen to us?"

"From what the Elders told me, it can and probably will."

"That's fucked I don't need a girl to tie me down," Paul complained. I knew he was probably the biggest man-whore on the rez.

Sam sighed again, and I asked another question. "Does Leah know? Know that you're with Liliana?"

"No, and you are not to tell her. I'll alpha command you if you even think about it. We aren't ready to tell her." He said with a completely serious voice. The room dropped back to ice-cold, and even Paul seemed to grasp the seriousness of the situation.

"Fine. We won't tell her, but just know it's gonna be a shit show when she finds out." Paul said, responding in a seriousness tone.

"Tell me something I don't know."

"Why didn't you tell us?" I asked

"I didn't want anyone to find out about Ana."

We both nodded.

"Are you going to stay for breakfast?" We heard Ana's smoky voice come from behind us. She was still wearing the shirt, but now she had a pair of Sam's sweat pants on. They seemed to engulf her and made her smallness more apparent. I suddenly felt this urge to protect her and make sure she stays safe. I know Paul was feeling the same from the look on his face.

"Ana, you don't have to feed them. They barged into this house unwelcomed. That doesn't seem a reason to reward them with food." Sam said in a light tone.

She gave Sam a small smile. "I don't mind. Besides, I would like to get to know them."

"I'm always up for free food. Especially when it's cooked by a pretty girl." Paul announced and causing Sam to growl again and giving him the death glare.

"If you don't mind. It would be great." I answered the question.

"Alright, I'll get started."

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