Ever wondered what happens when a werewolf imprints on a 2 year old?

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Chapter 5

Quil's P.O.V.

I hadn't been entirely sure what that had been all about but I guessed it had something to do with girls and marking their own territory; why Claire felt the need to do that with me I had no idea, I obviously only had eyes for her and even if I didn't, that Nicola girl was a well-known slut, much more Embry's type then mine. Not that Claire should be bothered who I like anyway; I'm only a friend to her something that she keeps making clear by inviting shrimp boy over.

All of her friends and the pack guys had left shortly after the girls' display and she'd avoided me all afternoon, baking with Emily and watching football with Sam. Since when did she watch football anyway?

After dinner Sam and Emily had gone out, they were taking their 3 three kiddies to see their grandma on Emily's side and wouldn't be back until the morning so I finally had Claire alone. She couldn't avoid me so easily now. Yet, she was sat so far away from me on the other side of the room that I knew I would get nowhere with her being this closed off to me. I decided to leave it until much later when she would be less alert and hopefully let her guard down.

I had to go run my shift for a couple of hours so I reluctantly left Claire watching T.V. I knew she'd be safe because I had Seth circling the house for me while I was gone, only he'd been rather guarded with his thoughts all night and I was starting to get suspicious.

Is something up Seth? I asked mentally.

Erm, no why you ask? He was obviously trying not to break his concentration because he went straight back reciting.

Well you've been singing the alphabet for the last 2 hours.

Erm…I like the alphabet. It was more of a question than a statement and I started to get anxious about whatever it was he was hiding.

All right Seth spill it.

Theres nothing to spill really. But it was too late; I'd forced him to think about it, and he had reveled that him and Embry had seen my Claire the way only I was supposed to see her! I let out a pained howl.

It was an accident Quil, she didn't know we were there, don't freak out!

I couldn't help the jealousy that I felt but Seth was right, it wasn't their fault. I'm not going to freak out Seth but I swear to god if Embry ever thinks about her around me there is going to be hell to pay.

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When I got back at 11pm I found Claire fast asleep on the sofa. My god she was beautiful, her face was mesmerizing; she had the most strikingly long eyelashes which framed her gorgeous brown eyes perfectly; she possessed the bone structure of a model now that she had lost the roundness of her childhood, and around her perfect small nose were her signature freckles. I could still remember her crying over them when she was 6, some stupid kids at school were obviously jealous and had made fun of them. I told her that they were nature's natural princess sparkles and that only true princesses possessed them, she'd loved that and had gone back to school telling all the kids that had insulted her.

She moved slightly in her sleep bringing me back to reality; her smooth, long, black hair was fanned out over the arm of the sofa as if she'd been restless in her sleep, framing her face beautifully; one of the straps on her sundress had fallen off of her delicate shoulder and I yearned to kiss the soft skin there.

Quil, get a grip.

I walked over to where she slept, scooping her into my arms and carrying her up the stairs. I was careful not to disturb her but the sudden warmth of my arms stirred her awake.

"Quil?" She asked sleepily, her eyes still closed.

"I'm here Claire-bear" I lowered my head down to inhale the sweet scent of her hair.

"I really did miss you."

My heart skipped a beat.

"Really?"

"Um hmm"

"How much?" It was an arrogant question but I needed to know.

"To the moon and back." Her cute reply had me chuckling quietly to myself; 'To the moon and back' was a game we used to play when she was younger. We would take it in turns telling each other how much we loved the other, measuring in distances getting bigger and bigger until one of us would say 'To the moon and back'.

"That's supposed to be how much you love me Claire-bear not how much you missed me."

She sighed, her eyes still closed, "I love you further than to the moon and back Quil." This time my heart just about stopped completely.

"What? What kind of love?", but it was too late, she was sound asleep again.

-

I had gotten her tucked snuggly into bed and had watched her sleep for a good hour before falling asleep myself on the floor next to her bed.

I was woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of Claire fidgeting.

"Claire? You ok honey?"

"Yeah sorry Quil, I woke up, what are you doing down there?"

"I fell asleep before I made it downstairs to the sofa, you have a bad dream?"

"No, I often wake up at around this time, I don't know why but I always sleep better than usual when I go back to sleep."

Hmm, "that's funny"

"Why?" she asked warily

"Because I often finish my nightshift around this time and come check up on you"

"Really? You think I can sense you?" I nodded, smiling "Wow this imprinting stuff is crazy."

"Yeah, tell me about it. Talking of crazy…mind telling me what that was all about in the kitchen earlier?" I saw her stiffen.

"What what was about?" She attempted her 'innocent' voice and avoided all eye contact. She wasn't fooling me.

"Oh you know, just the little show you and Ness put on earlier in the kitchen"

Claire's P.O.V.

Dammit, I knew it was only a matter of time before he brought it up; I'd spent all afternoon avoiding it, why did I have to wake up now?! His gaze was burning into me and hesitating to answer the question was making it look worse.

"She was all over you." Dammit Claire what did you go and say that for?!

Quil's eyes widened in surprise and a huge grin spread across his face.

"No she wasn't, ok maybe a little but come on Claire, I'm supposed to be the possessive one." His eyes scanned mine,

"I didn't like it Quil, you don't know what she's like arg! And the way she looked at you!" Oh my god Claire just SHUT THE HELL UP! I could feel my cheeks flaming and he was laughing now,

"How did she look at me?"

"If you're going to laugh at me then this conversation is over Quil."

He was still smiling, "I'm not laughing at you Claire, just the madness of everything."

"What do you mean?" Shit, he's going to talk about my crush, probably tell me it could never happen.

"You were jealous of her right?" I couldn't answer, I couldn't even look him in the eye. He moved to sit on the bed next to me and clasped my face in his huge, warm hands "Claire, I've been trying to get you to notice me for months and all it took was for some girl to look at me in a certain way to provoke some sort of reaction?"

"Wh-wh-what?" Did I just hear him right or am I dreaming? I'm dreaming.

"This isn't real is it?"

"What?......Claire?" Confusion spread across his face.

"This is a dream and I'm going to wake up any minute."

The realization hit me like a ton of bricks and my eyes began to well up. Quil would never want me as anything more than a friend. Why was my mind playing these tricks on me?!

"Claire this isn't a dream."

"It is dammi-" Then his lips were on me, his heat consuming me as he kissed me deeply and passionately, making my head swell with desire and my heart threaten to burst out of my chest. He planted kisses all over my face and neck, kissing me completely senseless before drawing my face back to his and looking deep into my eyes and through to my soul.

"Claire, this is not a dream, I love you, I'm in love with you." He softly tucked a stray strand of my hair behind me ear, "please believe me." His eyes pleaded with me.

"You're…you're in love with me?" I stared at him in total shock and he looked at me with wary eyes,

"…yes…but if it's not what you want then it's o-"

Now it was my time to cut him off with a kiss that set us both on fire. I could feel he was stunned at first but he soon got over it, clasping my waist in his warm hands and lifting me onto his lap without breaking our kiss; his touch driving me crazy! I wrapped my hands around his neck and dove them into his hair, moaning into his mouth as he slid his hands up and down the sides of my waist.

I wanted to tell him, I had to tell him how I felt incase this really was a dream and I woke up any minute. He was kissing down my neck, melting my every muscle,

"Quil…Quil I love you so much, I'm so in love with you."

-

Quil's P.O.V.

"Quil…Quil I love you so much, I'm so in love with you." I couldn't believe what I was hearing; I let out a huge moan and moved my lips back to hers, kissing her deeply and pulling her closer to me. My warmth along with the added fire of our passion was causing us both to sweat, her sent becoming more mesmerizingly potent and the windows began to steam up. The little sounds she was making were driving me crazy and I needed to feel more of her!

She was obviously thinking the same thing because she was tugging at the bottom of my top, trying to pull it off. I let go of her for a second, lifting my arms up for her to remove it. Then her hands were all over me, rubbing over my chest before planting kisses all over it. This girl was killing me, and what a way to die.

I reached my hands up her waist until my thumbs brushed the bottom of her breasts, her breath caught in her throat and she looked at me with raging desire in her eyes.

"Touch me Quil…please"

Her plea was all the affirmation I needed before I reached my hands up further and brushed my thumbs over her nipples; she let out a soft moan. Desperate to hear her moan again I began teasing her, circling the soft skin around her nipples with my thumbs, careful not to touch them.

"Quil…Quil!" She was getting impatient and I couldn't help but smile at the effect I was having on her.

"Ok baby, no more teasing." I bent my head down to her collar bone, kissing her softly as my thumbs brushed over her nipples once again, but this time I rubbed them thoroughly until they were tight buds, pinching them between my thumb and my forefinger and causing her let out several sweet moans.

I was dying to see more of her, I needed to get her dress off but she was taking things up a level, her natural instincts taking over as she grinded herself forcibly against my arousal. Her actions caused my body to jerk involuntarily. I grabbed bunches of her dress in each hand and ripped it off her.

She looked at me, eyes wide with amazement,

"Oops" was all I could think to say. She giggled then as she pulled my head to hers for another passion filled kiss. My hands went to the gently curve in the bottom of her back and I slid my hands up to the clasp of her bra; it was off in a second, managing to stay in one piece.

I lent her back gently so that I could get a good view of her but her hands went up instinctively to her breasts, covering them from my view. I bent my head down and kissed them lovingly until she felt ready to move them away. After a few seconds she felt comfortable enough, letting her hands drop to her sides and leaving me stunned by the beauty before me. Her breasts were perfectly formed peeks that fit the wonder of the rest of her body exactly.

"You're beautiful Claire" I murmured as I lowered my lips to her, kissing around each wonderful breast. Her hands dove into my hair and she guided my head to her nipples, I kissed the first one adoringly before flicking my tongue over it and sucking it into my mouth; Claire let out a loud cry and pulled my head to her closer. When she was sufficiently pleased with my work she moved my head to the other nipple and I repeated my actions.

Once she was satisfied, she pulled my head back to hers looking in my eyes as she grinded against me once again, telling me that she needed more. I had to slow things down, we couldn't go that far tonight, but I could not deny my Claire the release that she needed.

I laid her down on the bed, kissing her again but this time much more softly. I let my hands run lightly along the length of her beautiful body before allowing my lips to follow their actions. I tenderly kissed a trail down the length of her jaw, lingering at the soft spot just behind her delicate ears; I made my way down her neck and over her collarbone, I kissed her arms, her beautiful breasts, and down to her stomach, her belly button, and to the sensitive skin just above her knickers line. I hesitated for a second, waiting for the confirmation that I needed.

I didn't have to wait long.

"Quil, don't stop" Her voice was dripping with desire.

"Are you sure Claire? We don't ha-"

"I need this Quil" her voice filled with desperation now.

I couldn't help but smile, "your wish is my command."

Her virginal white knickers were a reminder to me; I couldn't let this go too far, not tonight. Tonight was all about her.

I kissed my way down her legs, all the way to her toes before making my way back up to her thighs, I kissed the inner most parts before brushing my lips over her knickers and the hot mound between her legs. I could feel that she was already extremely wet there and I yearned to taste her. I slid my tongue down the length of her receiving a hint of her sweet taste and I craved more.

"Quil,…please" she begged.

I moved up to kiss her lips lovingly once more and then gently slid down her knickers, which she helped kick off rather eagerly. I laughed quietly to myself at her impatience as I brought my face back down to her most sensitive area. She was so beautiful, I could feel her heat radiating from her and she smelt so delectably sweet. I slid the entire surface area of my tongue over her, tasting and savoring her incredible flavour that was as sweet as nectar. Her whimpers were driving me crazy and when I heard my name fall from her lips I moaned her name devotedly in response.

I slipped my tongue in between her delicate folds and licked her right up to her clit, where I licked and sucked her most sensitive spot until it was swollen. She whimpered her approval and I slipped a finger inside her causing another moan as I set to work on building her up to breaking point.

"Oh my god Quil, don't stop", She was wriggling and squirming beneath me and I knew it was only so long before she was ready to release. I slid another finger inside her and pulled my lips away, wanting to drag her pleasure out for as long as possible. I made my way back to her lips, kissing her passionately.

Claire however had other ideas and put her hand down between her legs to rub her swollen clit,

"Uh uh baby, that's my job" I gave her my cheekiest smile as I moved her hands away.

"Quil, please, it needs to be rubbed!" she pleaded.

I couldn't deny my Claire anything so I kissed her once more before I made my way back down to her hot spot and sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue off of it at great speed.

I felt her body tense up as her back began to arch, and she sounded like she wanted to speak but no words were coming out. She was so wet now and I pumped her as fast as I could manage, and just as her back arched completely I slammed my fingers into her g-spot,

"Quuuuiiiilllllll!" She screamed my name, sending shivers right the way through me; she had never looked so beautiful.

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