Chapter 9

Paul let himself in. Bella was practicing. A smile spread across his face; he loved to watch Bella when she was playing. What the hell, he loved watching her whatever she was doing, but there was something incredibly erotic about her when she was playing, especially when she didn't know he was watching.

He went to the living room, and there she was, on her usual spot, standing in front of the window looking at the trees as she always did when playing at home.

She had her long hair tied on the top of her head, and she wore that tattered white t-shirt with Minnie Mouse in front that left her waist bare. Her baggy light grey sweatpants hung low, revealing most of the inked violin's f-hole shapes on her lower back. The faint and narrow shapes started from her back dimples and climbed up a few inches on both sides of her spine.

Her narrow waist and wide round hips made her a fucking masterpiece. Bella had surprised Paul a few weeks back when she'd come home from Seattle, and she had taken the tattoos without telling him she was going to have them done. She'd been sitting naked on her bed on her knees, showing him her inked skin, looking over her shoulder, and asking him to play her. He had almost creamed his pants right there on the spot.

He just stared as she played. She never noticed him coming when she was playing. Once he had waited, how long it would take her to realize she wasn't alone anymore, he had been halfway making their dinner before she had surfaced from her world and noticed him.

But now, he didn't want to wait, though; he wanted to play. He walked to Bella and hoped she wouldn't be startled when he knelt behind her and kissed the f-shaped tattoos on Bella's lower back.

"Oh," she said but didn't stop.

Neither did he. He kissed the spot again and skimmed his hand over her hips, lowering her pants further still. Kissing her hip bone, he slid his hand between her thighs.

Bella made a small noise and widened her stance to give him more room to explore. She never stopped playing. Paul smiled against her buttock and slid his hand over her slit before pushing his thumb inside her. This wasn't the first time they'd done this, but it was fucking hot every time. It was like a game; how long did it take before Bella stopped playing. Usually, it didn't take long.

"Take your pants off and sit on the floor on that rug," Bella said, still playing.

Fuck. She'd changed the game.

"Oh baby, what are you thinking," Paul asked but not wasting any time; he took off his jeans and threw them on the couch, sitting down on the fluffy fake fur rug, his hard dick jutting, waiting for her.

She stepped out of her pants that were lying on her feet.

"Lean back on your hands," came her command, and he got goosebumps all over his body.

"Damn baby, are you trying to kill me." Paul's voice cracked.

She just smiled and knelt, straddling him, and all this time, she continued to play the same beautiful melody. He didn't know what it was, but it was fast becoming his favorite piece of music.

Bella moved on top of his hard cock, and he grabbed it and held it in place so she could sit on it. She sank slowly onto his cock. They were staring at each other, and then Bella started to move. She rocked her hips on his lap, squeezing her walls around his cock. And played, biting her bottom lip.

"Jesus Bella," he moaned.

Was it possible that your heart could burst because you loved someone so fucking much? His heart was positively howling and beating out of his chest.

Their bodies moved sensually with the rhythm of the music. Paul could feel the vibrations from Bella's violin all over his body; at least, he thought he did.

Paul moved his hands slowly on her thighs and rested them on her hips but let her do all the movements. Let her lead. She grounded her pelvis against his, rocking her hips as she squeezed her muscles around him and then changed, rising slowly up and down. It was utter heaven.

And she did not stop playing for a second. Her eyes started to look hooded, and Paul knew she wouldn't be able to continue much longer without kissing him. He knew the look.

"Fuck … ah … baby..."

Paul had to fight to keep his own eyes open. The feeling was out of this world. It was almost too much. Paul saw tears forming in her eyes and felt moisture in his own eyes. He blinked, and a single tear dropped on his cheek.

Bella stopped playing abruptly, placed her violin on the ground, and, leaning down, crushed her mouth against his. The kiss was not gentle; it was full of lust and need; it was bruising and rough. She took him off guard for a second. Then Bella bit his jaw, and he lost it. He moved them around and slammed inside her with a punishing pace.

"Yes, fuck me, Paul! Take me to the bed and fuck me."

Paul got up from the floor, never leaving her tight body, and carried her to the bedroom closing the door behind them.

Edward Cullen wasn't able to look away. He had never seen anything as beautiful and arousing yet as sickening as this. He was crouching high on a tree on the edge of the forest close to Isabella's apartment building, watching her making love to a dog while playing her violin.

He'd been listening and watching her playing all day before that mutt had come to take something that wasn't his to have. Edward hadn't heard that melody before, but it was the most beautiful piece of music he'd ever heard. Could it be something Isabella had composed herself? She for sure had a gift for something like that. She did once mention something about the little tune she had made. Was this it? But it was so much more than just a little tune.

He was a masochist. He couldn't take his eyes off Isabella and that oaf. As he watched the woman of his dreams make sensually love and heard her play, he also listened to the noises of pure pleasure erupting from that dog's mouth, and he was dangerously close to losing his mind. He wanted to be the one making those noises for her.

He started to palm his hard erection, not taking his eyes off Isabella. Picturing her riding him and playing that music for him. Loving him, while he would taste that exquisite nectar that flooded her veins, her moaning his name, being his, forever his...

"What the fuck are you doing, Edward!?"

Damn Rosalie.

"Rose, you can leave right now. I don't want you here."

"Not until you tell me why you are jerking off in a tree. That's pretty freakish even for you."

"I'm not jerking off, you stupid cow," he hissed. If Edward could be able to blush, he would have. He had never been taken off guard so wholly. He hadn't heard Rosalie coming.

"The hell you weren't. I could hear you from the forest. Hadn't this obsession of yours gotten a bit out of hand? Let the poor girl be and live her life without your sick stalking. She's not for you."

"But she is! She sings to me her mind is an intriguing mystery. She will be ethereally beautiful once turned. Alice saw her and me together."

"Alice sees all sorts of bullshit all the time. You know that half of her visions don't ever happen. I won't allow you to ruin that beautiful girl's life. Let her live. She is in love, and she has her whole life ahead of her, a lot to receive and give."

"Why do you care? You've met her once and didn't even like her then."

"Why do you think I didn't like her? I envy her. She can have a life, something I didn't. I won't let you take that away from her."

"That mutt won't stay with her. You know that those dogs imprint, and they must be whatever their imprint needs and wants them to be, and she's not that mutt's imprint."

"Maybe not, but their love is strong."

"Go away, Rose."

"Not until you come with me. Let them be. That is just sick what you were doing. Why won't you let Tanya have a chance with you? She would be happy to take care of that," Rose smirked, pointing to his crotch.

"I never want to go anywhere near that cold bitch," Edward hissed.

"Whatever, my dear brother," Rose spat, "but you won't go close to her either if I have anything to do with it."

At that moment, Edward hated Rosalie more than he had ever hated anybody in his whole existence.

He glanced inside and saw how that Neanderthal was carrying Isabella into her bedroom, still joined in the middle. He shuddered in disgust and lust. Isabella would be his and ONLY his.

Bella saw stars when she screamed as yet another orgasm hit her, and this time, she took Paul with her, clamping and squeezing around his pulsing cock. The feeling of his cum shooting inside her made her come again.

"Fuuuuck, baby!" Paul growled and kept thrusting through the aftershocks, and then he collapsed next to her.

She didn't know what had possessed her tonight, but she had felt that she needed to have it all. And she had. If she died now, she would die happy.

They rested for a while, and then she turned on her side to face him.

"How was your wolf this time? Your eyes were yellow again."

"The same. He wants to bite you, but I've learned to control the urge better. Doggy style is the hardest, it brings out the animal the most, and it's probably better we don't do it again before we find out what the hell that instinct is all about. I'm starting to want to bite you too, you know, here..."

Paul leaned down and licked the spot on her left shoulder. It was a very sensitive spot, especially right after earth-shattering orgasms, and she moaned when the shivers spread through her body. Paul growled and nipped it lightly. He slid his finger to her sensitive nub, and as he bit her gently again, she came.

"Oh my God, Paul," Bella moaned, arching her back.

And Paul was thrusting inside her again. Dear Lord, the recovery time of her wolf was insane. But she didn't complain. He got up to his knees lifted her legs to his shoulders, and started to hammer the spot inside her. He wanted her to squirt.

"Jesus, woman. I could fuck you all day and all night."

"Oh... please do!"

"Give it to me, baby!"

The feeling wasn't all pleasant at first; it kinda hurt but not while the pressure was building. Bella's whole body was waiting to be ready to burst. Paul worked relentlessly towards it.

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

Paul chanted and pistoned into her, his eyes shining yellow. She was getting so close. All she could do was mumble and thrash her head from side to side.

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit... Paul!" and she squirted while the warmth spread from the pit of her stomach to her whole body all the way to her toes and fingertips, making her arch her back while her body was jerking.

"Yes!" Paul shouted and slammed a few more times before he came too.

"I love you, baby, so fucking much," he said and collapsed next to her, pulling her to his side.

Bella could only hum. Her brain was mush, and she couldn't move a finger.

They lay on the bed catching their breaths.

"Hey, what was that music you were playing earlier?" Paul asked.

"It's the one I composed."

"Really? It was amazing. You should get it out there to let everybody hear it."

"Do you really think so?"

"Yes. Of course, not sure if I want to share it with the world, but it deserves to be heard."

Bella felt tears welling up in her eyes. Paul pulled her tightly against his chest. "I'm so proud of you. You are an amazing musician. I only hope I could be able to come and see you play more often."

"But damn, I'm fucking happy that I can block my mind when phased with others. There's no way I will ever share today with anybody. You are fucking amazing, Bella. Every day, you take my breath away when I'm with you."

A new pool of tears rushed down Bella's cheeks. "You're making me cry," Bella sobbed.

"There's nothing bad in crying. I love to see your eyes full of emotion. Like now."

Paul leaned down and kissed both of her eyelids. He licked the tears off her cheeks with the tip of his tongue.

"This is sappy as fuck, but you are my everything, Bella. I hope you know that."

"I know. And it is what I feel for you too."

They held each other like being afraid to let go. And in a way, they were.

"So, how is it going with Harry? Did you find anything last night?" Bella asked.

"So far, we haven't found anything that could help us. But there must be something. Harry is trying to find the missing journal."

"Let's hope he finds it."

"Yeah, it's a bit tricky since he doesn't want to draw attention to what he is doing. Although as an elder, he has every right to know everything in the journals and legends."

Bella sighed.

"So, are you ready to meet the pack tomorrow?" Paul asked, nuzzling her neck.

"Don't know. Is the pack ready for me?" Bella giggled. "I'm happy to see Sam, Jared, and Kim after such a long time. It's interesting to see them together, considering that the last time I saw them at the same place at the same time, Jared didn't even notice her. That imprinting thingy surely works in mysterious ways."

"Please, baby, don't remind me," Paul said, sucking the spot again.

When Bella and Paul arrived at Sam's, the house was already full of people and noise.

Sam came and hugged her. "Hi Bella, it is nice to see you. It's been a long time since we last hung out."

"Yes, it's been a while," Bella said. Paul put the lasagna he had made down on the kitchen counter. Bella had her gifts in her hand, and she wanted to give them to Emily. She just wasn't sure which of the girls was Emily.

"So, everybody, this is Bella, Paul's girlfriend. She's been a good friend of Jared's and mine for some time now. Bella, Emily, my fiancée," Sam said, pointing at the native woman who came into the kitchen. Ah... Now she remembered what Paul had told her about Emily; she felt embarrassed, forgetting she had scars on her face.

Bella smiled at her, and Emily smiled back. "There are Embry and Katie, Quil and Claire, Jake and Milly, Seth and Johana. And you know Kim from school, I gathered. Jared, Brady, and Colin are on patrol. You'll meet them later."

"Hi," Bella said to everybody. "Emily, here is some banana bread, and these flowers are for you. And there on the counter is the lasagna Paul made," Bella said and gave the gifts to Emily.

"Thank you, Bella. These are beautiful."

Paul pulled her between his legs as he sat down on a kitchen stool and kissed her temple.

"The banana bread is from the bakery in Port Angeles. It's almost as good as the one Paul makes."

Bella saw sideways glances Kim, and the girl with Jacob made. Paul pulled her closer to him and kissed her cheek. He had probably seen the same.

"Okay, I'll put Paul's lasagna in the oven to heat it, but we can start with the side salads and the bread. There are just enough places for us around the table," Emily said.

Paul and Bella sat next to each other, and Bella asked Kim to sit next to her. She wanted to chat with her old friend.

"I was happy to hear when Paul told me that you and Jared are together," Bella said.

"Yeah, it feels like a dream," Kim sighed. "I remember when we were still in the high school, and you told me you were friends with Jared. I was so jealous."

"Well, it all turned out well, didn't it. What about your plans to go to med school? Are you in college?"

"Um... no, I'm working here at the kindergarten. I decided to stay here and do some courses online. How about you? I've heard from Jared that you're playing in Seattle now."

"Yeah, I'm a soloist for Seattle Symphony Orchestra this year," Bella told her. "I don't know yet what I will do after that."

"How do you manage to stay away from each other so often? I just couldn't live like that being away from Jared. Few hours make me restless and miserable," Kim asked as she put a piece of cucumber into her mouth.

"She's not an imprint, so it doesn't matter to them," Milly piped up.

Paul growled silently. Bella placed a hand on his knee and squeezed.

"It's not exactly what we want, but we don't have a choice. Paul must be here, and my work takes me around places. You should be happy not to be forced to be separate from Jared," Bella said, smiling at Kim, choosing not to pay any attention to Jake's imprint if she didn't have anything nice to say.

"I am," Kim said, smiling.

Emily got up from the table and went to get Paul's lasagna. Johana and Katie went to help her to bring in other dishes. The amount of the food was outrageous. Bella couldn't believe her eyes when all the food was placed on the table.

"Do you always eat this much? Who makes all this food?" Bella asked.

"It's us girls," Milly told her, "it's our duty as imprints to feed our wolves, isn't it, babe?" she said, kissing Jake's cheek, "and we love to do it."

Jake just grinned and stuffed a huge piece of bread into his mouth.

"Well, it's a good thing then that I'm not an imprint," Bella chuckled.

Paul almost choked on his drink. She patted his thigh.

"I can't even boil an egg without spoiling it. It would be terrible to force my food on you," Bella smiled at Milly.

"Oh, Bella, don't underestimate us wolves. We eat anything and everything!" Quil told her, shoveling food into his mouth.

"I dare you eat an egg I've boiled," Bella laughed.

"Bring it on!" Quil hollered as Paul pulled her closer to him.

Everybody except Milly laughed; she was just glaring at her. Oh well, She could glare as much as she wanted. Bella wouldn't let Milly get to her.

"These boys eat all laid before them," Johana laughed. "I've never seen them leave anything uneaten."

"Wow," she mouthed at her.

The dinner was a noisy affair full of laughter and joking, and Bella was happy they came. Paul was relaxed and was joking around with his pack mates. She loved seeing him so carefree.

Jared came from patrol and was happy to see Bella. He sat down, taking Kim into his lap, and it was easy to see that they were in love. Jared's eyes were full of awe and love when he looked at Kim. She really couldn't understand the force that was this imprinting, but she could see it. And it made her stomach clench with anxiety. But she was happy for Kim.

Paul felt her anxiety and leaned to kiss her cheek. "Are you okay?" he whispered into her ear.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she nodded.

She was introduced to the twins, Colin and Brady, the youngest of them all, only 14 years old. Young boys who looked like they were 20. Sam had a pretty heavy duty on his shoulders in keeping all these young people safe. Not an easy task for anybody. She really had huge respect for him.

After they finished the dinner, the guys stayed in the kitchen to clean up, and Emily told the girls to go to the living room and choose the movie. It was apparently the girl's choice tonight.

Bella was having fun, but she missed Leah. She had left La Push to go to college in Los Angeles. Bella was happy for her, but Leah had cut her out as well as she had the others, and it hurt. They'd been friends before Sam had broken up with her.

If Leah saw her now, she would tell her she was crazy for staying with Paul. She would probably drag her out of here and force her to see sense.

"So, what are you going to do when Paul does imprint?" Milly asked.

Geez, what was her problem? She really was thriving when trying to make her feel uncomfortable.

"Why do you want to know?" Bella asked.

Milly was taken aback little by her question. "Just curious, I guess," she said but didn't continue.

"Don't mind her," Johana whispered, "she's a nasty piece of work."

Bella smiled at her. She had a feeling that she and Johana could easily become friends.

"So, Bella, Paul told us that you know Edward Cullen," Milly continued, adamant about getting her to lose her bearings. She wasn't going to give her that satisfaction.

"Yes, so?"

"So, you are the reason the Cullens are here?"

"Milly!" Jacob said, entering the living room. Other guys were coming too, and Paul came straight to her quizzical expression on his face.

Bella just shook her head.

"Why can't I say what everybody else is thinking? Everybody here except Sam, Jared, and Paul has phased because of the Cullens. You said it so yourself."

"We can't know that," Jake said, looking sheepish. "Please, honey, don't start anything."

"I didn't ask them to move here. I didn't even know they would do that," Bella said.

"Whatever. Why are you here anyway? You don't belong here?" Milly spat.

Oh, good grief. That girl was mean.

"Milly!" Sam said, "that is enough. Bella is here because I asked Paul and her to come. There is no reason for you to be so rude."

"That's all right, Sam," Bella said. She turned to Paul, who hadn't sat down but squeezed her hand and shot daggers at Milly. "Do you want to stay or go?" she asked him.

"If that bitch won't shut up, we won't stay," Paul said. Milly shrieked and turned to look at Jake, her mouth hanging open, "why did you let Paul talk to me like that?"

"You started it. Let's watch the movie, honey," Jake said, pulling Milly against his chest. Milly huffed but stayed quiet.

"Let's stay for a while," Bella said quietly to Paul.

"Okay, if you want," Paul said, still glaring at Milly, who acted like she didn't notice.

The rest of the evening went peacefully.

Bella liked Seth's imprint, Johana. She and Bella spent most of the time whispering while everybody else watched the movie. At one point, they moved into the kitchen so that they wouldn't disturb the others. Johana was still in high school, a girl of 17 but seemed very mature, and her passion was drawing. She promised to show Bella her work someday.

"Have you really seen Paul's wolf?" Johana asked.

"Yes, it was quite a shock for the first time, as you can imagine. I didn't know that Paul was a shapeshifter when he phased in front of me."

"That must have been scary. I haven't seen Seth's wolf. None of us imprints other than Emily have seen their wolves. I guess what happened to Emily scared us all, the guys including."

"You should try Johana. The animal is amazing, beautiful, and graceful, with eyes full of ancient wisdom. I even rode him once."

"Nooo. You're kidding me, right!?" Johana gasped.

"I'm not. He took me to Mt. Olympic to look at the stars a few weeks back. We couldn't risk being seen, so he couldn't take me up there during the daytime," Bella told her. She felt extra proud about her connection with Paul's wolf and couldn't understand how the imprints didn't have that with theirs. "After seeing Paul's wolf for the first time, I wanted to see him again. He is a truly magnificent creature."

"Wow. You are pretty special, Bella," Johana said with admiration in her eyes.

"Are you ready to go, baby?" Paul asked when he appeared in the kitchen.

"Yeah. It was nice to meet you, Johana. I'll see you around, perhaps."

They said their byes to everybody and left the house.

AN:

Thank you all for your reviews, follows, and favs. They all mean a lot to me.

Not sure if I added too many things in this chapter, but I wanted Bella to meet the pack, so I got a bit carried away. I hope you liked it. Always happy to hear what you think, liked it or not :)