7 – Conspiracies

August

Bella flopped onto her back then kicked off her covers. She was restless for some reason. She glanced at her opened window. Edward wasn't due back for another week, but their area of Washington was experiencing a heat wave. There was no sign of rain for at least more two weeks.

She bit her lip as she thought of Sam. He had intrigued her when they met in March. He had commented on her perfume then. She knew now it was from Edward being in her room while she slept.

She shifted, rubbing her legs together. Moisture pooled between her legs every time she thought of Sam Uley. Her hands hesitantly moved to the edge of her panties. With a deep breath, she slipped them off.

She tentatively circled her clit with one hand as the other dipped down to tease her entrance. When she closed her eyes, deep brown orbs stared down at her from a dark tan face. Closely cropped black hair was beginning to grow out, giving a shaggy appearance. Arms were crossed over a wide, bare chest, biceps bulging. Washboard abs tapered into a trim waist. A trail of black hair extended from navel to a patch of hair that showed over the top of a pair of unbuttoned shorts. Hips made a deep "V" to disappear into the shorts.

Her breath caught as a hand lowered to the zipper. His eyes flashed yellow as the zipper released each tooth. His shorts fell with little prompting. His lips smirked when her eyes widened at his length and girth. His hand gripped his dick. A shudder ran through him at the first stroke.

"Open your legs wider, sweetheart," his deep voice rumbled out. "Let me look at you." She did as instructed. "Perfect."

Sam took a deep breath, letting out a little growl when he smelt her. His dick was instantly hard. He eyed the tree outside her window. Maybe he'll have a peek inside. Quickly, he scaled it. Straddling a branch, he leaned back against the trunk. Perfect view inside.

Her legs were splayed open, revealing her pretty, pink pussy. He was pleased to note it was bare. He opened his pants, granting instant relief to his erection. His hands fell to his groin; one stroked his dick while the other cupped and massaged his balls. He matched her stroke for stroke.

Gasps and mewls assaulted his ears. A low growl rattled his chest. His name left her lips when she climaxed, causing his release. He milked his cock, watching her body shudder with aftershocks. A smirk crossed his lips as he leaned over and wiped his cum on the windowsill then on the tree.

After fastening his shorts, he jumped down. "Soon, sweetheart," he whispered.

The wolf lowered himself to the ground and barely breathed. The wind was coming from the east, blowing the leeches' scent straight to him. He covered his nose with his paws, blanking his mind so they wouldn't realize he was there.

"We need to leave," the copper-topped leech was saying as he paced. "I always knew we were a danger to her, but she's a danger to us as well."

"We don't know that for sure, Edward," the pixie said. "I don't see anything happening."

"But you don't know that for sure. The wolves are involved. I've smelt them all over the house. They've been coming by."

"She's probably related to some."

"She definitely is. Her great-great grandmother was a Black. Her great aunt is married to an Ateara. That's two right there. But there's one scent that is more prominent." He pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'll have to break it off. It will devastate her."

"Of course, it will. You've been glamouring her enough. Back off for now. No more going to her room at night. Tell her that Carlisle put his foot down about that." She picked at her nails. "What do you make of the people disappearing?"

"Carlisle says that they're more than likely vampire attacks, though some smell of the wolves. He figures that the wolves show up afterwards."

"But you don't think so."

"No. There are seven wolves now. The last full moon, seven bodies were discovered. I think they're more like Children of the Moon than we believed."

"But we don't know of the other shape shifters. It could just be a trait they all share. Carlisle recognized the vampire scents. It was Victoria and Laurant."

"Jasper's going to love saying I told you so."

A grin formed on the petite female's lips. "Let the wolves handle them.

That'll keep them from Bella."

The wolf waited until he could no longer hear their footsteps or smell them.

Come back, his Alpha told him. There's much to discuss.