Chapter 3

AN: still a little drabble. Thanks for the reviews! It's not an actual story because it's more snippets of them together, but I do love to update it once in a while.

Bella's POV

Times passed too slow lately, she had broken up with Edward a week ago. He and his family had left the next day, she missed their presence, but at the same time she didn't.

Every day after school she was tempted to go at Sam's house because the burning passion never wavered, during the night dreams of him tortured her. When she wakes up she didn't even want to think about him, but flashes of them together caught her when she least expected it. A sound or a scent suddenly pushed her back in her truck, she still felt his hands on her and she wished, though she would never admit it, that she could have more.

Another school's day was over and slowly she walked towards her truck, what she didn't expect was to see him leaning on it. She faltered in her step because she didn't know what to do. Her body propelled her forward, her mind tried to stop her, but she knew that the burning passion was going to win.

Was he still Leah's Sam?

He was, as usual, tall and imposing, she felt small compared to him, but at the same time she liked this difference between them. She knew without a doubt that he was pure danger, but at the same time when she was with him she felt she's safe.

The contrasting emotions that he caused her made her feel alive in a way she never had. The burning passion was like liquid fire spreading through her body, there was nothing romantic in her desire for him, but at the same time she knew that they could be good together. He was night and she was day, he was strong and she was weak. They balanced each other in a way that might lead to a forever, though she accepted not that longer ago that immortality was lost with Edward's departure.

When she was a breath away from him she saw his eyes, there was a fire burning there and she knew that he was lost too. He definitely was not Leah's Sam anymore.

He was hers.

"Sam." She whispered, there was nothing more to say because by the way he gazed at her she could tell what he wanted. And it was the same as she.

Sam's POV

One week was more than enough time waiting for her to come to him. The burning darkness had fought for control and finally today it had won. Sam struggled to reel in the desire to claim her as his in her school's parking lot. His hand unneeded moved towards her, he hated that it was trembling and before he could stop it, he was caressing her cheek.

When she closed her eyes and her breath stuttered he knew that she was lost too.

She was his.

He didn't wait for her permission, he took what both him and the burning darkness wanted. Her lips tasted like heaven to him; he lost himself in the feel of Bella. She was soft, tiny and at the same time she clung to him with a strength he never thought she possessed. When he moved away to breath and opened his eyes, he was not surprised to see her with red lips and tousled hair. His desire for her doubled, there was no stopping his want of her. "Let's get out of here."

She noded, and with wobbling legs she walked to the driver's side, he was behind her before she could open the door and trapped her between the truck and his body. She leaned on his back and sighed, he felt like he wasn't in control and while a part of him was scared, the other part, the larger one, wanted to let go. He wanted to have her completely; he felt a craving not just for her body, but for her soul.

He wanted to know everything about her, but later. Right now he just wanted to have her, with the last vestiges of control he moved away from her and got into her truck.

Bella opened the door and got in as well. "Where to?" She whispered.

"My house." He growled.

When she didn't complain and started driving he knew she was going to be his, the burning darkness lurked to the surface and Sam just kept his hands on his thighs, because the need to touch her was overwhelming him.

He just hoped he could resist until they got to his house and by the way she was driving and not looking at him he knew she was fighting her own battle.

With a certainty that he didn't know where it came from, he knew that what they were doing was right. She belonged to him and he was going to show her how much he wanted her very soon.