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Those eyes. Those beautiful baby blue eyes. How the hell did this happen? 'I have been diligent about avoiding meeting the eyes of any female. How could I have let this happen? What the fuck were the spirits thinking? Sam is going to kill me! FUCK! What have I gotten myself into?

Why haven't I noticed her before now? Oh that's right, I wanted to live. Gosh, those eyes are the most beautiful things I have ever seen. I take that back. All of Kimi is beautiful. Her amazing long brown hair is still wet from her shower.

Her rustic skin was a few shades lighter than mine. She had those full kissable lips that I was drawn to. She came up to the middle of my chest and I could easily imagine her resting her head against me. My shorts were growing tight against my manhood as I took in her perfect curves. And she was standing in front of me without pants! She was already driving me crazy. Her smell, oh my God that smell! A mix of wildflowers and apples. I found myself wanting to just bathe myself in it for hours. All my wolf wanted was to claim her.

Come on Paul, snap out of it. Fight this. She is your Alpha's little sister. She just lost her mom at her brothers hand, or should I say paw. But man, she's perfect. She already means everything to me. Sam could beat me within an inch of my life and I wouldn't care. She is my imprint and I'll go through anything for her. Imprint? Wow! Who would have thought I would imprint, let alone on Sam's little sister?

I'm brought out of my dream-like-daze, by the most angelic voice.

"Paul, what the hell was that?"

Shit! Did I say any of that out loud? I sure as hell hoped I hadn't.

"What do you mean? You are the one who came in here looking for my clothes." I snapped.

Shit. Why did I snap at her. She is still very confused.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to snap. You just kind of caught me off guard."

"It's fine. What I meant to ask was, did you feel that? I'm sure you are going to think I'm some stupid little girl, but it felt like the Earth shifted. Now, all I can do is think about kissing you." Kimi said, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

A big smile spread across my face. "Kissing me, huh?"

"UGH, I hate you, Paul Lahote. I'm going back to my room!" Kimi shouted, all but running out the door.

Shit I pissed her off. Dammit , Lahote. She's still upset about yesterday. Now, you have practically laughed in her face.

I went after her. She was about to shut the door in my face, but I was able to stop it with my hand.

"Dammit Paul. Just leave me alone," Kimi sobbed out her words of anger.

"Kimi, I'm sorry. I didn't meant it like that. I was not making fun of you," I rushed my words out, not even sure they make sense.

"I felt it too. All of it and more. There's so much I want to tell you. And there are so many answers I can give you to the questions I'm sure you may have about what happened yesterday and just now in my room. And I will tell you, but not right now. Right at this moment, I just... I just want to...Ugh" Screw it, I couldn't talk right. I just had to show her.

I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. It felt amazing. I could feel a crazy electric current run through my body and into her's.

Kimi's POV

Oh my gosh he really has problems. Is he having fun mocking me? I'm glad he sees me as a fucking joke. I wish he would just leave me alone.

Just as, I was about to tell him to fuck off, his lips were on mine. His lips and mine just molded together like they were meant for each other. Dammit, Kimi, what are you doing? What is he doing? Maybe he wasn't making fun of me, and he really did feel the same thing that I did. Why do I feel like I stuck my lips into a light socket? I felt the same current when I was pressed to Paul's chest yesterday in the kitchen.

My body seemed to have a mind of it's own. I could feel myself press more against him. His hands found my waist. His fingers slightly dug into my skin as he gripped my hips. He was hesitant, trying to hold back. Pushing up on my tippy toes, I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hands tangled in his short, cropped, raven black hair. His grip on my hips loosened. I whimpered at the loss of his forcefulness he had on me. I tugged on his hair trying to convey to him that this was what I wanted. His hands soon moved down and cupped my ass cheeks, lifting me off the ground. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist. His arousal had become apparent against my fabric covered love mound. The mere thought of his obvious size, my body betrayed me with my own arousal.

Paul stopped kissing and just stared at me. Then, he seemed to sniff the air or something. All I knew was, one minute I'm looking at his gorgeous brown eyes, and the next there was a yellow ring around them. They were kind of trippy, but for some reason it relaxed me. Just as fast as he had stopped, he was back to kissing me. He walked us back to his room. Shutting his door, he pressed me against the door. His arousal had grown and now was pressing hard against my own. I broke the kiss as a moan escaped my throat.

My body was betraying me. To think, I hated Paul a few hours ago, now all I could think about was getting him inside me. I mean come on, I was still a virgin and I'd never had those thoughts before. Not even toward Jared.

Paul's mouth never stopped. He kissed along my jaw up to my ear, down my neck, to my collar bone. Right at the junction of my neck and shoulder, he sucked my skin into his mouth. I knew it would leave a mark, but I did not care. I loved the idea of being covered in marks by him. Another moan escaped me, louder this time. And just like that he all but drops me on my ass, and steps back.

"What the fuck is your problem Paul?" I yelled.

"You are my best friend's little sister. And I'm pretty sure you are still a virgin. UGH! I want so badly to just fuck your brains out, but I can't." he said in a stern voice. His hands were in his hair, pulling at the roots.

He was confusing the hell out of me. "Why the hell not? It's not like I'm telling no." I snapped at him, leaning against the door.

Paul walks back to me. Placing both his hands on either side of my head on the door. I could feel the heat rolling off his body. He smelt like the beach and forest.

Holy shit, his bathroom. I could smell him in his bathroom. But how, how could I smell him so easily? UGH. Why is he just standing there staring at me like I have two heads or something, but yet so lovingly?

"Kimi you just don't understand. I'm scared. What if I can't control it. I can't hurt you without hurting myself," Paul half whines. He lowered his gaze down to the hickey on my neck. "I could have lost control and hurt you."

Slowly, I took his face in my hands and forced him to look me in the eyes. "Paul, I know you won't hurt me. I don't know how I know, but I just do. Plus, you aren't asking me to do anything with you that I don't already want to do." I took a deep breath for I finished.

"Paul I want you so bad it hurts. My body aches for you. Please, I want this just as much as you do. Please, don't reject me." I felt kind of embarrassed for my words, but he seemed to understand how I felt.

"You are going to be the death of me girl," Paul said, with a smile. "I could never reject you. I'm more afraid you won't want me. And when Sam finds out, and he will find out, believe me, he is going to have my hide as a rug."

All I could do was giggle. "Don't worry, I'll protect you from Sammie" I stepped closer to him, placing my hand on his chest.

That made him laugh. "If we are going to do this, then we have to go slow," Paul spoke, ever so slowly.

But I couldn't answer him with words. I didn't have any. I didn't want it slow, but as long as I got him, I didn't care. He got his answer by a soft gentle kiss to his lips. Pulling back, I looked up at him. Those eyes were going to drive me crazy. There was so much love in them. His eyes drop from mine to where I was biting on my bottom lip. He captured my lips with his and sucked my lip out from between my teeth. My eyes felt as if they would roll into the back of my head.

He wrapped one arm around my back while the other hooked my legs from behind the knees. Hoisting me up into a bridal style, he carried me over to his bed. Setting me down on his king size bed, stationing himself in between my legs. Paul had one hand on my hip and the other on cupped my face. He stroked my cheek with his thumb, while gazing lovingly at me.

I tried to kiss him, but he stopped me. "Let me lead this, please," Paul said, placing his forehead on mine.

I just nodded in agreement.