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WARNING VERY EXPLICT AND MATURE CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER

HANNAHS POV

If you want Paul to take you serious, don't do this Hannah.

Stop it right now Hannah, stop it. I said to myself.

But I wasn't even stopping, I didn't want him to stop kissing my neck. I didn't want him to stop messaging my breast.

I just continued to pull at his hair, as his hot lips kissed my neck.

As he un buttoned my black boyfriend shirt down three buttons, I pushed my chest up.

I could feel my nipples begin to harden, a shudder creeping up in a chill.

He trailed kisses down my neck to my chest, until I felt his lips press against my bra.

I looked up at the ceiling, wondering why I wasn't scared, not afraid, but scared since this was a new experience for me.

I felt him move the material of my bra to the side, and felt his hot tongue twirl around my nipple.

It made me shudder, the difference between our body heat was intense.

With out realizing it, I moaned encouraging him to continue.

I felt him cup me into his mouth, sucking lightly, and twirling his tongue.

"Can I?" he stopped, and asked.

"Yes." I said, not really knowing, what I had approved.

I felt his mouth on the top part of my breast, without any much saying, he sucked hard.

I winced but didn't say anything, what was he doing? Did he just bite me?

I looked down as he admired the dark mark he had just left on me.

"What is that?" I asked him touching the spot, it looked a sort of reddish purple color.

"A hickey." He said it, as if he found it odd that I didn't know.

I gasped. "You marked me! What a dog thing to do." I said laughing.

"At least I didn't pee on you." He said smirking.

"Nasty." I said rolling over. I rested my head on arms.

"Oh, I like this side too." He said. I felt him press himself against me.

I rolled my eyes and turned back around to face him.

"Where was I? Oh yeah." He said

He continued to lightly suck at the spot that had the… hickey? Was that what he said it was called?

He tugged at my bra until I helped him un hook it from the front.

I tried my best to control the desire to ask him for more.

But it didn't help that he had just grabbed my hand, and had brought it to his erection.

I hissed, I thought that he would stop. But instead he brought his lips up to my mouth and started to kiss me again.

He guided my hand in a motion on him.

Are you ready for this? I asked myself.

And I really didn't know If I was.

I felt him bring his hand to my black leggings, bringing his hand under them, he rested his hand over my panties.

As he started to rub lightly, I decided not to think much of what could happen later, and just what will happen now.

Once Paul had finally put his hands under my panties, I felt him brush his hand around me. The heat coming off his fingertips made me more excited then I already was.

In my head I was screaming at him to hurry up, and slip his fingers into me.

But another part of me was enjoying the eagerness that it was causing me.

I had never physically done it to myself, because I was afraid my parents would know. They had never even bothered to have the "talk" with me. Not that I would have wanted to hear it.

I had never exactly imagined I would be in this position before.

But now that I was, I was glad it was with Paul.

His finger tips slowly rubbed me in a circular motion. As I moaned the urge to growl again, was getting harder to contain.

It felt as if he was teasing me. And staying still was getting harder to do at this point.

I didn't want to say the words, so instead I stroked him more eagerly, hoping he would get the point, that I wanted more. He looked into my eyes still rubbing me.

The anticipation building in me. I didn't feel his fingers going inside of me anytime soon. Letting go of him. I grabbed his hand over my leggings, and pushed his fingers closer to my entrance.

I closed my eyes and moaned as he slipped his finger or fingers (I could not tell) into me. I felt a thrilling sensation on the lower part of my stomach, my nipples hardening again.

I really didn't want to moan his name, because it had always seemed so lame to me, when I saw it in films, or read it in books.

But as his finger(s) pushed out and deeper into me, his name moaned past my lips.

"Paul, this feels so good." I said.

He didn't say anything, but instead increased his speed on me.

As if my body was moving on its own. I tried sitting up from he intense pleasure on me, but he only pushed me down with his free hand.

"Faster." I managed to say.

He obliged and increased his speed on me.

He continued to do so, until he abruptly stopped.

I looked up to see why, but only found him pulling my legging down to my ankles.

He couldn't take them off, because Iwas still wearing my boots. And they prevented him from bringing them any lower.

"Paul?" I questioned.

But he only spread my legs apart, and lowered himself to me. As his mouth took me, the heat from his hot tongue made my already heated area even hotter.

I didn't even bother holding back my moans, and scream even escaped.

He chuckled, and only licked me a few times. Reminding me of the times Seth would lick my hand.

I growled angrily and grabbed the back of his head, bringing him towards me

My moans and screams of pleasure were not decreasing, especially as he stuck his tongue into me. With his top teeth, he lightly ran his teeth on my sensitive clit.

I ran my fingers through his hair, squirming I raised my hips up again, but he only pushed me down by my stomach.

That was when we were interrupted.

"Paul is everything okay? I heard scre- WHAT THE FUCK?"

I turned towards the door that we had forgot to close, and saw Jacob.

He was standing at the door way, bug eyed.

I heard Paul curse loudly.

"Oh my god!" I screamed trying to get up. But since my leggings were still on, I only managed to trap Paul's head around it, causing him to fall on the floor when I sat up.

I quickly pulled my panties and leggings up.

I looked away, perhaps the most embarrassed I have ever been.

Paul stood up quickly and zippered his jeans.

I had not even noticed when he had un done them.

"PAUL!"

I looked at Jacob, he was red faced and shaking just like Seth had, when he had first phased in front of me.

"Jake calm down." Paul said.

Jacob turned to his side, and punched his door hard, making a hole through the center of it.

I jumped startled behind Paul.

"Jake calm down! Your scaring Hannah!" Paul said.

"Calm down? CALM DOWN! You want me to calm down! You were going down on Bella's kid… ON MY BED!" Jacob yelled.

"… Okay.. well.. yeah, when you put it that way… yeah- I see why your upset." Paul said.

"Upset! No Paul, upset is when my favorite NFL team loses a game. I AM FUCKING .PISSED! GO!"

"Jacob I'm really sorry." I said to him.

But only backed away when he glared at me. "Oh god this doesn't help that you look so much like her." He said running his hand through his hair.

"Please go." He said, I noticed his voice almost broke.

Paul grabbed my hand and tried pulling me out the room, but I didn't move.

Instead I looked at Jacob curious.

"What?" he asked.

"… You loved my mom.. didn't you?" I asked.

He glared at me again and turned around. "Take her to your house, do whatever the hell you want there." He said to Paul.

"You live here?" I asked Paul.

He had brought me to a house much smaller then Jacobs, but still cozy looking.

It hadn't taken us long to get to it.

But then again, Paul did run fast when phased.

"Yeah, my old man and I built it for me before he passed away." He said opening the door.

"Sorry to hear that." I said.

He shrugged. "When you know you can out live your loved ones, you need to learn to get used to the idea, that they will all go. All of them, younger, older, doesn't make a difference." He said.

I stepped inside, the place seemed as if he rarely even stayed here.

"I rarely ever stay here, we all pretty much crash at Jakes." He said.

He walked over to his fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, offering me some, I shook my head.

I looked around, it was a one room shack. His un made bed was at one corner, across from it he had a small kitchen, at the other side of the house, was a small television and a two person love seat.

"Paul, Jacob loved my mom didn't he?" I asked him, as I sat down on his bed.

He took a gulp of his water and set it down on his table.

"It was a long time ago Hannah. Your mother choose her path, Jacob has just had a hard time doing the same. He even refuses to see many girls, he's afraid to imprint on one of them." Paul said.

"He still loves her?" I asked.

"He hasn't seen her in seventeen years Hannah." Paul said.

I closed my eyes and grabbed my face. "Oh god I can't believe he saw us." I said.

I felt his weight on the bed.

"You know, I wasn't exactly done." He whispered into my ear.

Oddly enough, I suddenly remembered that we were all alone in his house, alone in the middle of the woods, for miles away from anyone to interrupt us.

He pushed me down and took my boots off first, allowing him to pull my leggings and panties off this time.

"Are you nervous?" he asked.

I shook my head. "No."

He took his shirt off, and unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off, standing in his black boxers.

He got back on the bed and started to unbutton my shirt.

Just as he reached the last button, I grabbed his hand.

"Paul, I've never done this before." I said.

He looked thoughtful for a moment.

"I've never had a boyfriend remember?" I said.

He grinned. "So you're saying I'm your boyfriend then? You made up your mind?" he asked.

I didn't give him an answer, because I really wasn't sure what the answer was.

"So you're a virgin, you mean?" he asked without a smile.

I nodded.

"We don't have to do it. We can just do other things if you want." he suggested.

But the honest truth was that I wanted him bad. If he felt anything like his fingers felt inside of me, then I wanted him in me now.

I smirked and brought my hands to the sides of his boxers, I pulled them down.

And found him already fully erected.

I had never seen a man before, so I wouldn't know if Paul was large, but even then I felt like he was.

"Do it." I whispered.

I rested back down on the bed, as he kicked his boxers off.

He leaned forward so he was on top of me.

It didn't take long before I felt his heat very close to me.

As he placed himself to my entrance, I could feel myself becoming wet just with the anticipation already.

I didn't understand why I wasn't afraid, why I wasn't nervous. Maybe it had to do with the vampire half of me. And if that was true, then would it hurt for me? Would my first time be painful like I have read in books?

But as he pushed into me, I gasped as the heat went into me.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Keep going." I said wrapping my arms around him.

He pushed deeper into me, slowly, I knew he was afraid it might hurt me.

But the truth was, that it wasn't painful at all.

I heard him moan a little as he pushed himself deeper into me.

If anything it felt ten times better then his finger(s) had.

"Faster." I said to him.

He pulled out of me, and went back in.

It made me gasp again.

"Oh my god." I said grabbing at his hair.

He continued to do it, he closed his eyes, and I became even more excited seeing he was enjoying it as well.

"Paul, harder." I said.

He pulled out of me. And picked me up by the waist.

I looked at him confused, but he only gave me this look, the same seductive look from the woods.

He turned me away from him and set me back on the bed, so I was on all four.

He got behind me, and quickly put himself in me, making me moan again.

I felt one of his hands at the side of my hip, while the other pushed my head down closer to the bed.

So my ass was standing perfectly up on the air.

He pulled out of me and then pushed hard back into me, making me moan louder again.

"Fuck." I said grabbing the sheets on his bed.

Putting his hands on my ass I felt him squeeze hard, before he started pounding into me hard.

"Oh my god!" I said moaning loudly. "Oh my god, yes, just like that."

His hands came to my breast, as he messaged them.

I could hear the sound our bodies were making, mixing with the noise the springs of his bed were making.

Just as I was in the middle of another moan, I felt his hands come to my waist again, he picked me up, with him still inside of me.

He laid on the bed, with my back still at him, he grabbed my hips and helped raise me so I could be on top this time.

I felt my body bouncing up and down, along with my breast.

I took the shirt I had on off, and threw my bra along with it.

Letting go of my hips, I continued at the same pace and rhythm he had just showed me.

I could hear him moaning, as continued to fondle me from behind. That was until I felt his hand reach around and start rubbing me.

I leaned back, putting my hands on his chest to help me stay up. I continued at the pace I was going, letting him rub me more.

It wasn't long after, when I started to feel an amazing sensation, one that started off from the pit of my stomach and exploded through out my body.

I screamed as my body shook. I had never felt this sensation or this great ever before.

"You got one?" he asked.

"One what?" I said almost out of breath.

"Orgasm." He said.

"That's what it was?" I asked.

I had stopped, I all of a sudden felt drained from energy.

He didn't say anything, but instead put me back on all four.

And started pounding back into me again just like earlier. Only difference was I felt him grab my hair into a pony tail, and pull at it, so my head was tilting back.

I moaned loudly again as he continued to fuck me hard.

"Fuck." He said pulling out of me, I turned my head to see something shoot out from him, it landed on my back. It felt hot and thick.

"Eww! What is that? Did you pee on me?" I asked not moving, I didn't want it to get all over me.

"Sorry." He said breathless.

He jumped off the bed, and grabbed some paper. He came back to me, and wiped it off my back.

"What was that?" I asked again.

"Do you seriously not know any sex ed?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"Just trust me, I needed to do this, to avoid anymore trouble." He said laughing.

"Hey what time is it?" I asked.

Remembering that I should have been at school.

We were laying on his bed naked. I was using his arm as a pillow, his sheets- the only thing covering us.

We were both staring up at his ceiling.

Paul looked towards the window.

"About ten past noon." He said.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"The suns position," he said yawning.

I wrapped my arm and leg around him, hugging him hard.

"I need to get back to school." I said.

"Stay a little more? I promise I will get you back in time, to get home." He said.

Luckily for me, I didn't think my school cared much about ditching, as long as I kept good grades up, I figured.

He turned to his side, so he was facing me. He caressed my face and kissed my forehead.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered.

I smiled and closed my eyes, quickly falling into a sleep.

PAULS POV

With the little bit of light hitting Hannah, past my thin white curtains, I was able to admire her beauty.

And it wasn't because she was right next to me.

I don't know why I never realized it before, but even though she didn't sparkle much like her family. Her skin and beauty became more radiant in the sun.

She was always beautiful to me, but wow was she gorgeous when the sun hit her.

I still couldn't believe what had just happened.

Having sex with her was completely different then with other girls.

I had felt like I would lose it while we were doing it. I felt like I was going to phase in the middle of it. Luckily enough I had restrained myself form doing so.

I had never laid down with a girl after sleeping with her. I usually left or kicked them out, when I was finished with them.

But with Hannah this felt needed, it felt just right to do.

I trailed my fingers down her shoulder to her waist, and hips, over my sheets.

She didn't even move or say a single thing. I assumed she was still asleep.

I started thinking about what had happened. And I soon found myself becoming hard again.

I got back on top of her and spread her legs again.

She kept her eyes closed, she was really sleepy, but she still allowed me to go back in her. It didn't take long after that, that she woke up.

BELLAS POV

I had been looking at the old Cullen family picture, before Edward came into our shared room.

"Hey." He said softly.

I looked at Emmett one last time, before putting the picture back under the beds mattress.

"Hey." I said back to Edward. "Wheres Seth?"

"He's sleeping in Hannahs room." He said hugging me.

"And Emmett?" I asked.

"I have him readying." He said.

"Oh."

"Bella please let me love you." He said.

"I do."

He smirked, "No you allow me express affection to you. But you don't let me into your heart. I know this may sound wrong, but Emmett's gone, I was there for you before him. I forgave what you and my brother, had done long ago. I love little Emmett and Hannah not like my nephew and niece, but like my children." He said.

I hugged him hard.

"I know Edward, I really do. And don't think I am not grateful for it. I do love you Edward, but my heart stopped the night I became a vampire, the same night Emmett died. You know that the important thing to remember is that this shouldn't be about us. But the kids." I said.

"I just want it to be like before. I want to stop pretending we live a happy married life. Why pretend, when we can really do it?"

I turned to look back out the window.

"I'm sorry. But you're not the only one alone in this house. Carlisle, and Alice lost someone that night too." I said to him.

"But that's the thing. They lost two people that can not come back. You're still here Bella, your still alive." He said.

"As I said Edward, the night Emmett died, I died, in both senses."

I really should have been more careful in speaking freely.

Because at that exact moment, my little replica of Emmett was listening to our conversation.

HANNAHS POV

I tipped toed up and kissed Paul on the lips, before he ran back into the woods.

I turned to the school, and decided I really needed to take a shower, not because I was sweaty and I felt nasty, but because I also needed to wash away some of Paul's scent.

When I arrived to the front, I was pleasantly surprised but glad to see that the security guard was not there.

He must be out on lunch break or something.

I went to the gyms lockers rooms, which had showers.

And took my time taking the shower, I still had an hour before I should be heading home.

I made sure not to wet my face, so my makeup wouldn't wash away.

Once I had finished with my shower, I decided I'd go to all my and Emmett's classes and collect our homework.

When I did get questioned about my absence, I said I had accidentally thought I was asked to stay at home, from detention as well. Which was easily bought.

By the time I had collected everything, the parking lot was more then empty, so getting home was much faster without the traffic of kids, trying to leave the school.

"Hannah!" my aunt swung the door open.

"Hey aunt Alice." I said walking up the stairs.

"Hannah! I've been trying to tell your dog to lower the television down, I'm trying to concentrate. But he's more dense then your mothers pound cake." She said.

I giggled at the comparison.

"Hey I make great pound cake! And I already told you, Seth isn't hurting anyone, let him be." my mother yelled from somewhere inside.

"I'll talk to him." I said to my aunt.

I rushed up the stairs and made a quick stop at Emmett's room, handing him his homework.

I had mainly rushed up the stairs, because I felt odd. I felt like my parents might know what I had been up to. And I was glad once again, that my father could not hear my thoughts.

"Here this is all the work for today." I said to Emmett. He was laying on his bed, tossing a baseball up in the air and catching it.

I was about to go to my room, where I was able to hear the television on loudly. But my brother stopped me.

He was standing in front of the now closed door. As always his speed and sudden appearance in front of me, startled me.

"Wait I have to talk to you." He said.

Shit. Does he know? I thought to myself. Maybe Mulan told him something over the phone, or online.

"What?" I asked.

"Sssh." He said grabbing me around the wrist, he pulled me towards his bathroom. Along the way he turned his television on and turned the volume on high.

Pulling me into the bathroom he closed the door.

Letting go of my hand, he turned his shower head on, causing even more noise.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"I don't want no one to hear." He said pointing to the toilet seat.

I went over and sat down on it, making sure the lid was down.

"Okay?"

"I over heard mom and dad talking earlier." He said.

"You were eves dropping? You nosey little booger." I said.

"Hold on, wait. I over heard them talking about someone named Emmett." He said.

I stared at him.

"Dude…your Emmett." I said rolling my eyes.

He rolled his eyes and sighed loudly.

"No stupid, another Emmett. Dads brother. My mom said she loved Emmett."

"Maybe you miss heard. Mom loves dad. They were high school sweet hearts." I said.

"No Hannah don't you get it? Dads not our dad.. he's our uncle."

A/N

I know it may be VERY descriptive, but I thought it was very Paul-ish. I would have never took him for the love making type.