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WARNING! This chapter is basically all lemons (it's rated M for a reason), so if you don't like them, skip to near the end. There's some cute stuff there.

Chapter 16: My wolf

Kim POV

Before I knew it, I was on the bed with Jared on top of me while I ran my hands up and down his torso like my life depended on it.

His large hand rested on my bare hip, his heat sending jolts through my skin. He kept his hand on the inch of skin between my jeans and top, taunting and teasing me. Groaning, I wiggled until my top rested above my belly button and his hand skimmed across my waist, I gasped.

"Kim." He muttered throatily.

"Mhmm?"

"Do you want to stop?" he asked, nuzzling his face into my neck.

I shook my head knowing he could feel the movement against his cheek. Chuckling lightly, he feathered kisses along my neck and jaw as I wrapped one of my legs around his waist without thinking. Jared fiddled shakily with the end of my top and I arched to allow him to take it off, leaving me in a black bra. Immediately, I blushed, not only was I almost half naked in front of someone for the first time in my life, but I was half naked with Jared.

Jared pulled back, his arms enclosing me underneath him. I smiled nervously as he looked down at me with his beautiful brown eyes. Jared—my Jared—grinned widely and that was enough to make my tense shoulders slump. Shuffling down, he placed a light kiss near the waistband of my jeans and paused, as if to wait for my reaction. Despite my internal fight to not make any embarrassing noises, I sucked in a tight breath. Liking this, Jared kissing the same place again before moving along the waistband, only to move up my stomach and ribcage.

When his nose brushed against my bra, my body burst into goose bumps and I curled my fists into the pillow under my head. He carried on up the valley of my chest until he got behind my ear and sucked.

God, nothing had ever felt so good.

It was unbelievable that such an unobvious place could cause all the sensations I felt. Everything inside me jumped and twisted as Jared glided his hands down the sides of my body. One hand moved to the leg that was around his waist, the other landed on my bra strap.

"Kim, can I…" he tugged lightly.

I opened my mouth to stop him, to say maybe we had gone too far…but I realized I didn't want to. I loved Jared, we were made for each other, we were going to be together forever and I wanted to be with him like this.

I answered, "Yes."

The strap of my bra clicked undone. Torturously slow, he pulled the straps down my arms and threw my bra onto the floor. My top half was naked, fully exposed. My heart started to beat uncontrollably. Closing my eyes, I turned my head to the side so I couldn't see Jared's face.

He dropped a long kiss onto my neck. "You're fucking beautiful," he told me passionately.

My eyes opened to see Jared's dark blue bed sheets. I smiled softly only for it to turn into a loud moan as his tongue circled my nipple. My breathing got heavy, my body burned, my brain throbbed against my skull. He moved to the other one, I clawed at the fabric beneath me in pleasure. He stopped suddenly, my eyes popped open to see Jared on his knees taking off his top and getting a small silver packet from his bedside table. I grinned at him when he was done, catching his face in my hands when he fell onto me. I pushed my tongue to meet with his and buckled as Jared grabbed my hips. The friction caused sparks to shot from my toes to my brain.

Our actions became frenzied, we tugged and clawed at each other until we were both naked, his hard member pressed into my thigh once he had finished putting on protection. I ran my hands over his smooth, sculptured body, greedily taking in the perfection. The connection of our mouths didn't break for a second, which I loved because I could spend the rest of my life kissing Jared.

He moved so his member rested at my entrance. I started to hyperventilate, I was about to have sex. Shit, shit, shit! What if I wasn't any good? Did it really hurt as bad as everyone said?

The answer was yes, it really fucking hurt. I felt like I was about to be split in two for a second and my noises of pleasure changed to a squeak of pain. Jared halted completely, his face a mix of concern and desire. This made me relax again and I nodded to let him know it was okay to move. He did, very, very slowly. My clenched eyes loosened with each thrust and, gradually, the discomfort went away and I was left feeling euphoric.

I opened my eyes to watch his russet chest as he moved, the way his muscles tensed and the sheer of sweat on his skin. His pace increased along with my bliss. I withered under him, his constant heat causing me to feel slick and deliciously dizzy. The colours of the room merged together, spinning like a hurricane as an unfamiliar tightening started in my abdomen. I grasped his slightly wet hair, crying out when he moved deeper inside me, which stung but also hit something that made me see stars.

"Mmm, don't stop," I demanded. He didn't and he leaned down for a deep kiss. "Ah, Jared!" I grunted, digging my nails into his shoulder.

He looked down at me with a shine in his eyes—I couldn't explain it, really. It was the way Sam looked at Emily, a look I never thought I would get from someone. I felt like the Mona Lisa or a precious, priceless diamond. It was like I was the only person in the world that he wanted to see.

I could only watch Jared's face when he put his forehead on mine and released. Cupping his face, I sighed and held onto his back with my other hand. We were both out of breath, sweaty, tired and a little shocked, but it was the most wonderful moment of my life.

After catching his breath enough, Jared fell onto his side and hugged my waist. Kissing my forehead, he gently laid his hand on my stomach. I fell asleep in his arms, a smile on my face.

I awoke the next day hot and sore. Detaching myself from Jared's arms, I opened my eyes to see he was staring at me.

"Are you watching me sleep?" I asked groggily.

"Yeah," he laughed. "I'm weird like that."

"Good to know."

He kissed me lightly, I sighed dreamily…I couldn't help it.

I put all my effort into hiding the ache in between my legs as Jared showed me the bathroom. I cringed my way through a shower and was happy to find my uncomfortableness was better once I was washed. Jared had went to use his parent's bathroom shower and was waiting for me on the bed when I came out. He stood, grinning happily as I fell into his outstretched arms.

"Are you all right?" he asked.

"I'm brilliant," I answered truthfully. "But I think I should get back to my house. Anna-Marie and Mike are probably wondering where I'm at."

After another short kiss, we drove to my house and I couldn't stop feeling like I was on cloud nine. My siblings had left notes on the kitchen counter saying they had gone out so Jared and I went to my bedroom. He sat on my bed and I took the spare time to tidy the upstairs in the way I liked, even telling Jared to sit down when he offered to help. When I was satisfied, I threw some clothes into the laundry basket in the hallway and went to join Jared.

He was sat on my bed reading something…my heart dropped when I noticed what he was reading. My history notebook, in other words, the book I had wrote 'Kimberly Cameron' in the day he had returned from turning into a wolf. He looked up when I entered, a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Kimberly Cameron, huh?" he smirked and I covered my face, utterly mortified. He chuckled and I sunk further into my hole of embarrassment. "Don't look like I've kicked your puppy…I think it's cute."

"More like you think I'm a stalker," I murmured.

"No I don't...it sounds…good."

I uncovered my face to stare at him. "Good?"

"Good."

I couldn't help but laugh.

"I hope that's not your way of proposing," I said, my heart skipping a beat at the prospect.

"No, of course not. When I ask you it will be rose petals, candles, a hot tub," he listed, wrapping his long arm around my waist. "It'll be the best proposal ever."

"Who says I'll say yes?"

"Your heart. I can hear it thumping."

God, did I blush.

Our lips connected and just as things got heated, a wolf howled in the distance. Jared swore and I rolled my eyes as he pulled away.

"That's your call to leave," I said quietly.

"I know."

We stayed in each other's arms, the wolf howled again.

"It might be important."

"Or it might be Paul being an idiot. He's probably bit Embry again."

Another howl.

"Go." I pushed his broad chest.

Groaning mockingly, he kissed me again and then ran to the window and jumped. I watched him jog into the woods, shaking my head when he turned and blew me a kiss.

I was happy, so happy that I thought I may explode. Jared and I were together, I was his, he was mine…forever. I had gotten my prince charming and I was never going to let him go. The imprint, the supernatural, I would embrace it all if it meant Jared and I could be together.

Another howl broke through the tranquillity of La Push.

Jared…my wolf.

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