Chapter 28

Paul was staring at the ring on Bella's finger with a silly smile on his face. He'd been grinning like a fool ever since Bella had said, "yes, million times yes!" She was sleeping now, but he couldn't. He was just too fucking happy to sleep, his body wired up like a damn firecracker. And their bed was a bit crowded since Ben was sleeping between them. Ben had wanted to celebrate their last night at the house by having a sleepover in his sister's room. And as usual, whatever the kid wanted, he got. And he didn't mind really; it was easier for him to keep his hands off his soon-to-be-wife when another person was sharing the bed. His self-control had been very closely at its breaking point the night before, so this was actually a relief.

Bella had her arm protectively around Ben's little body, and the hand with the ring was lying on the mattress beside him. Ben squeezed his little purple elephant against his chest, and his mouth was slightly ajar, long lashes resting on his cheeks. When he slept, he looked even smaller than he usually did. The pair of them looked fucking adorable. Paul could not help the warm feeling spreading in his heart when looking at them.

Would they ever sleep in the same bed with their kid? Paul had been thinking about this a lot during those long hours sitting by Bella's hospital bed. He had planned to ask her to marry him as soon as she'd come back to him, which naturally led him to think about kids.

Most likely, they would never have kids of their own. And he was at peace with that. He really was. If having Bella meant no kids, so be it. Being with her was the only thing that mattered to him. Not having any kids would most likely cause them sorrow and hardship, but it would all be worth it: as long as he had her and they were together, he would want for nothing.

"Why are you awake?" he heard Bella whispering.

Paul hadn't noticed she had opened her eyes and was now looking at him.

"Why did you wake up?" Paul whispered back. He reached out his hand to brush a lock of hair behind her ear.

"I don't know. I just did." Bella moved up so she was at the same eye level as him. She moved her arm and took his hand resting on the pillow above Ben's head, entwining their fingers. Her other hand moved to his face, fingers softly skimming his eyebrow, cheek, and bottom lip. Her touch sent shivers to his body, but it helped him calm down a bit.

"I love you Paul Jerome Lahote," she whispered with a sleepy smile.

"Not more than I you Isabella Marie Swan."

She pressed a kiss on her fingers and brought it to his lips. He kissed them, and she smiled. They looked at each other for a long time. He drowned in her bottomless pools as his eyelids started to get heavy, and he drifted off to sleep.

Paul was pulled out of his sleep by Bella's soft lips on his ear. "Morning, baby," she whispered and kissed his earlobe, jaw, and then his lips. He moaned into her mouth, his morning wood hardening by the second. Bella straddled him and ground her core against him.

"You are playing with fire, baby," he murmured as she rolled her round ass on him. He cupped his hands around her head and crushed his lips on hers, demanding and hard. They both moaned loudly. They didn't have to be quiet; Bella's room was soundproofed for the same reason as was her apartment in Port Angeles.

"I locked the door so no one can rush in. I want to suck you off," she whispered and sucked his pulse point on his neck.

"You do, huh?"

Every nerve on Paul's body was ignited to fire. He'd been waiting for this day for what felt like an eternity. Fuck, it was an eternity; four fucking weeks without fucking. But they had to be careful, his wolf was clawing to get out, and for that, they needed to be back at the Res at his house behind the locked doors and not be interrupted for the next 48 hours or so. They would be there soon, and he couldn't fucking wait.

"Uh-huh." She moved down his body and ran her hands under his t-shirt bringing it up.

He lifted his upper body a little and quickly pulled his shirt off. They usually slept naked, but that had been out of the question last night. She kissed his collarbones and moved her mouth to his nipple, twirling her tongue on it as her fingers were pinching the other. Paul arched his back, hissing and lifted his hands above his head, and grabbed the headboard squeezing hard the cast iron bars.

She moved lower and sat on her knees next to his legs. She skimmed her hand up and down his body, then followed the shape of his hard cock with her fingertip with a barely-there touch over his thin gym shorts, making him whimper like a bitch.

"I can't wait for you to fuck me today," Bella said huskily as she scraped her teeth along his hardened length, "long and hard from the behind."

Paul groaned, and he bucked his hips against her mouth that had just nipped softly on the sensitive head. Bella and her dirty mouth was hot as hell.

"Fuck baby, are you trying to get me off by talking." If she was, it was probably going to happen.

Bella giggled; the sound went straight to his twitching dick. "I sure would like to try."

She slowly moved her hand on his short's leg and found his balls. He spread his legs to give her more room to play.

"Ah baby..." he moaned when she rolled his balls in her palm.

She kissed her way up, nipping and licking, and found his lips while her hand moved to his cock.

"Is your cock bigger now?" she asked, moving her hand along his length.

"Uh-huh..." It had got somewhat bigger after the change.

"Your cock is bigger because you're the alpha now," she said huskily, nipping his earlobe, "big bad wolf with a big fat cock." she spread the precum over his shaft, twisting her wrist. Paul saw stars.

"You want to dominate me, hmm?" she liked his jaw while squeezing his cock with more force. "Pin my head on the mattress," sucked his Adam's apple, "my ass up in the air and fuck me like the animal you are."

He moaned loudly, bucking his hips against her grip on his cock.

"Careful baby ... the animal wants to fuck you so bad..." The wolf wasn't too happy to be dominated like this, but the man... "Ah..." the man was in fucking ecstasy.

She tugged his shorts. He lifted his hips, and she pulled them off. His cock sprang free. Bella moved to kneel between his legs. She took off her shirt, revealing her amazing breasts, and leaned down, kissing his hip bone, nipping the other while her hands kneaded slowly, his knees pushing them further apart, spreading his legs. The velcro strap on her wrist brace scraped the sensitive skin on his inner thigh, making him jump. Her tongue traced along his V-line, and his weeping cock slid between her breasts. His hips started to move slowly up and down against her chest.

Bella moaned.

Fuck, he would not need much more to get off this morning. It had been too long since they'd been together.

"You want to fuck my tits?" she asked, squeezing them together, adding sweet torturous pressure around his cock.

"Mmhmm" was all he could say while sliding up and down. It felt un-fucking-believable. His hands were tightly squeezing the bars, bending them.

She spread precum over his shaft and squeezed her soft, round breasts tighter, giving him more friction. "Fuck my tits, baby."

He propped up to his elbows and bent his knees to get leverage to move up and down. He slid his cock up and down between her creamy tits. Bella tilted her chin against her chest so the tip of his cock touched her tongue. Jesus, it felt so damn good.

But he wanted her mouth.

"Can I … ah … can I fuck your mouth... fuck I want your mouth, baby."

Bella sat on the bed, and Paul got up to stand on his knees in front of Bella. Bella took his cock and pumped it, kissing the head.

"I want you fuck my mouth, baby," she said.

He fisted her hair in both hands and pulled her mouth onto his cock. She parted her lips, and he pushed the head in. She sucked him deeper. She grabbed the base of his cock and started to bop her head sucking and pumping her hand in perfect rhythm. She hummed and moaned around his cock while she looked at him from under her long lashes, and he knew he would not last long like this.

Paul stilled her head and started to pump into her mouth. Bella moaned and the air filled with the scent of her arousal. She loved it when he fucked her mouth. He didn't want to gag her, and she managed to open her mouth wider and take him in deeper in her throat, hands twisting and pumping on the base.

Mine! Fuck! Take! Mate! The wolf chanted Mine! Take! Mate!

The beast wanted to get out, put Bella on fours and fuck her to oblivion.

Not.

Yet.

Paul kept the beast down, but just barely. His balls started to tighten.

"Fuck baby, I'm coming. Fuck … too … soon." But he could not stop. He didn't want to come just yet, but he just could not stop. He sped up his thrusts, and she sucked him so good it was damn perfect and fuck fuck fuck... He kept her head still as he arched his back and threw his head back, growling as streams of his cum shot down to her throat. Jesus. Fucking. Christ.

She swallowed it all. She sucked him once more and licked him clean.

She looked up at him with a breathtaking smile that his breath hitched. He just couldn't fathom how the fuck he ever got so lucky to have her and to think how fucking close to losing her he'd been... Paul sat on his knees and pulled Bella onto him tightly. "Baby, you are amazing. I love you so damn much I sometimes can't breathe."

"I love you just as much," she said.

He kissed her. The wolf got extra kicks, tasting his cum on her lips.

Mine. Need. Mate.

He took her left hand and kissed the ring. It looked perfect there, the old wedding ring of his grandmother.

"I love seeing this ring on your finger. It was the only valuable possession my grandmother ever had."

"It is so beautiful, Paul. So original, and I'm sure no one else has anything quite like this. I love it."

The ring was beautiful; even Paul could see that. It had one bigger Mine cut diamond in the middle and one smaller one next to it, sitting on a band made to look like a flower with small leaves next to the gems. It was yellow gold and had marks on it since it was an old used ring, but they added to its charm in his opinion. Paul's great-grandfather had bought the ring at the beginning of the 1900s from some Irishman, and it has passed on to Paul's grandmother. And now it was Bella's. Paul had had it evaluated in Seattle a few years back, and it was pretty valuable; the jeweler who had wanted to buy it from him had offered 5k, seven after he'd refused. But Paul would never sell it; it was the only thing he had from his grandmother - the only loving adult in his childhood - other than the old wolf carving she had made for him when he was a small kid.

"Are you still okay we don't have any wedding reception, just a simple ceremony at First beach?" Bella asked, looking at him. Bella's mother had thrown a fit last night after hearing she would never be "the mother of a bride in a big, beautiful wedding," but Bella didn't let her mother guilt trip her to have a wedding she didn't want. Thank fuck for that. If possible, it made him love her even more. He didn't want any wedding either. Just her. He just wanted Bella.

"Absolutely. I just want you and as soon as possible. And I couldn't think of any better place than First beach; it was where we met. And besides, I'm pretty certain there will be some sort of ceremony for us as becoming a mated couple, as I'm the alpha. I read about those kinds of ceremonies when we went through the archives with Harry. That is certainly enough."

Bella groaned. "Gah, I can already see how happy the imprints will have me there mated to their alpha."

"We don't give a damn what anybody thinks."

"Yeah, you're right, and I honestly couldn't care less about them. But I can't say that I don't enjoy having the last laugh."

Then he kissed her lips and deepened the kiss.

"I want to make you come," he said, kissing her neck, "I want you to sit on my face. Ride my tongue." He sucked the spot where the wolf wanted to mark her, and she melted in his arms.

"Yes, please," Bella moaned.

Paul moved onto the bed and helped Bella to take off her panties. He laid down and pulled Bella to him. He kissed her hungrily and then lifted her to his chest. She straddled his face. He grabbed her ass and pressed her pussy to his face, diving straight in. She was already dripping. Goddamn, how he'd missed her taste.

She grabbed the headboard and started to grind against his face. He could feel that she wasn't going to last long either. And as she arched her back and rolled her hips over his face, she shattered and cried out her first orgasm. Paul wasn't going to let her go just yet. He'd been missing her pussy badly, and he needed more. The wolf was purring and growling at the same time.

"Oh my God, Paul!" she moaned when he continued to suck her clit and move her against his eager mouth. He moved down a bit so that Bella had to bend forward to keep her hands on the headboard. He got access to her delicious ass, and he circled her rosebud with his forefinger. He gathered some moisture from her pussy, and dipped the tip of his finger in, pushing slowly deeper. Bella's noises and the feeling of her tight ass squeezing around his finger were making him crazy.

"Ah... Paul …"

She came again, and Paul drank every last drop she gave him.

The wolf was growling and wanted his mate.

Take! Fuck! Mine! Mate!

Paul had to let Bella off his face, and he pulled her to his side. No more before he could let the wolf out.

"We need to get the hell out of here, so we can fuck. I can't keep him under control much longer," Paul said, kissing Bella's forehead. She nodded.

They went to the shower separately, Paul made all of them a hearty breakfast so that Bella would have enough energy for what was to come, and she ate with gusto. He had filled their fridge at home, so they didn't have any reason to leave the house for the next 48 hours.

After breakfast, they left the Swan residence in a hurry telling Renée that Paul was needed at the Res, and left Renée standing in the hallway with a wedding magazine in her hand.