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I don't own Twilight, if I did it'd have more porn than True Blood.

And She Thought No One Was There...

It had been a week since Bella saw him, and she was antsy to say the least. Between her finishing up studying for finals, and Paul running patrols and helping out around the rez, both the werewolf and his imprint barely had time to sleep, let alone visit each other.

For Bella, finals had finally ended, and with Charlie gone with Billy all weekend, the house was disturbingly quiet without the sounds of a game blaring out of the television downstairs, and after a late dinner she made her way up the stairs, hoping to distract herself with a book and attempt to sleep. Since Bella was being with honest with herself- she missed Paul. Thinking of him caused an ache deep inside of her when he wasn't around that didn't necessarily hurt, but caused her want to run headfirst towards him and cling to him forever.

With a sigh Bella stripped herself of her jeans and t-shirt, opting for a more comfy set of boy short panties and a tank top to help battle the massive amount of blankets she had been using to keep warm without a certain hot-blooded mate of hers.

Bella's steps lightly led her to her bed, where she let herself fall into the pile of blankets and pillows she accumulated, wiggling her way under so that the blankets rested just above her hips, eyes dropping closed to finally try to sleep.

Minutes passed, and that soon blended into an hour. With a huff of air, Bella turned her head, brown eyes blinking open as she looks at the clock ticking away on the far wall, standing as evidence to how long she had tried to sleep with no success.

Her eyes clenched shut as she hit her head back against the pillows, letting her head sink into the softness of them. She blew a gust of air out from between her lips and tried to release the tension that built up inside of her.

Silly, we know how to get rid of tension...

Bella's eyes opened up a little wide as she thought of doing it. She realized that she hadn't even done that since Edward started sleeping over, just in case he would drop by and it got to be too much for him.

Always so worried about that asshole, but he isn't here anymore.

Tentatively, Bella inched her hand down, letting the fingertips graze along the exposed skin over the band of her panties before dipping inside of them. The thrill that shot up her spine was shocking, and a little gasp left her lips as she slid her fingers lower, pressing in between the smooth lips to stroke up between them, gathering the wetness that had started to seep from her, and spreading it.

Maybe it was the fact that she hadn't done it in a while, or maybe it was because her body was just as tired of being rejected and denied, but this just felt so fucking good. Bella's wetness quickly spread as her fingers spread her apart, making her happy that she decided to get rid of the small patch of hair at the apex of her thighs since it was so much easier for the slickness to spread from her core to cover her lips and fingers completely.

As Bella...played...she didn't realize how her legs kept spreading apart, thighs dropped open to give her hand easier access to teasingly tug at her clit, and let two of her fingers dive inside of her. She also didn't notice how her tiny gasps grew into pants as she squirmed and squealed, the name of her mate spilling from her lips over and over as she pushed her fingers deeper inside of her, letting her palm rub against her clit. Bella also failed to realize the massive frame that pulled himself up into her window with supernatural grace, before stumbling to a stop when he looked up and saw what his little mate was up to.

Paul honestly didn't mind waiting for Bella. Even without the imprint he felt connected to Bella, and waiting for her didn't register as a fault. That being said- seeing Bella gasping and arching off of her bed, thighs spread, the smell of her arousal absolutely drenching the air, and his name coming off of those rosy lips was all the invitation that he needed in order to cross from her window, bend down, and capture her parted lips in a searing kiss as his hand delved between her thighs to replace her two fingers with one of his own.

The instant heat of his touch made Bella's eyes fly open as a contented whimper left her body. Paul was here, and the heat of his hand on her felt absolutely delicious as he stroked inside of her, slowly adding a second finger, stretching her open further around the strong digits. Bella's thighs dropped farther apart, her eyes hazy as she found Paul's gaze, her hand slowly reaching for him, fingers nervously tugging at the button and zipper keeping his shorts up on his hips. She finally got them loose, and his hard length was visible to her, causing her to clench down onto his fingers, making her whimper loudly when they ventured particularly deep inside of her soaked flesh.

"Paul...Paul please..."

Her voice broke clearly through her whimpers as she looked up at her mate, and a deep growl sounded from his chest as he slipped his fingers out of her, smirking at the whine of protest that left Bella's lips, as his hand twisted, and roughly ripped her shorts off of her body, his eyes following the trail of his hand as he ripped the shirt off of her easily, baring her to him completely. His mate was all soft skin, round and without sharp angles, her nipples in sharp contrast with their deep pink hue against her skin.

Paul's jaw locked tensely, Bella's thick arousal now permeating the air around them, causing a shiver to rock down to his dick, making it twitch against his stomach. When he looked back to Bella's eyes, he found hers wide open, staring at his cock with a mixture of need and fear.

A wide smirk spread on his lips as he climbed up into Bella's bed, placing his body between her spread thighs, hid hands bracing him to keep his upper body from crushing her own.

"Bells...are you sure?"

She bit into her bottom lip, her head bobbing yes as she raised an eyebrow up at him and murmured, "Band-aid method?"

Paul couldn't help the chuckle that rose out of him, witnessing just how adorable Bella can be at any time, despite the current situation. His hand dropped down, a little hiss leaving him as he gripped his painfully hard dick and slid it up, rubbing the tip between Bella's swollen and soaked slit, his smirk appearing back on his face when she started to squirm, her brow furrowing as he continued to tease her.

"P-paul please I need you don't...stop teasing...Paul!"

Satisfied with the appropriate pleading, Paul seared her lips with a kiss, and with a quick murmur of "I love you", he thrust himself in to the hilt.

Bella would be lying if she said it didn't hurt. Her hymen was no problem- the heat of Paul's body instantly melted the sharp pain away, barely giving Bella time to register it. It was the fact that he was just so damn big. Her eyes clenched shut as she felt all of him, her thighs tensed up to press against his sides as he held still inside of her, trying to let her adjust. After a minute passed, Bella's hands slid up to rub along the hard expanse of chest hovering over her, fingers sliding apart to brush against his nipples. She was pleasantly surprised when she was rewarded with a twitch of his hips, causing him to move inside of her slick heat.

Bella's eyes traveled up from his chest as she brushed over his nipples again, this time earning a growled out,"Fuck Bella I'm trying to make it easy but you've gotta stop".

A new rush of bravery found her, and before Paul realized, Bella had squirmed her hips away from his, and bucked herself against him. Hard. The sound of their bodies hitting was accented by the deep groan coming from the massive russet skinned man, and a whimpered moan from the soft little woman beneath him.

"Paul please...take me...I know you love me, please just...", her voice trailed off as she looked up at him, eyes wide and open to him.

As stated before, Paul didn't need much, and once he knew it was what she wanted, Paul would gladly take this invitation.

With a growl Paul slid his own knees up, causing her hips to lift, her thighs laying spread apart over his as his arms hooked under hers, letting her shoulder blades rest on his forearms. With his little mate positioned, he proceeded to fuck the life out of her.

Bella was absolutely soaked for him, every growl drove her absolutely wild, and the sheer strength he used when he moved her into position-causing her to spread her thighs wider to allow him oh so amazingly deeper- left her squirming. So when her wolf started to thrust into her that quickly, with that much force? She just about lost her mind.

Paul's hips bucked into hers, never quite leaving her completely, but always filling her as much as he possibly could. Every thick and delicious inch of him was buried inside of her molten heat, driving her closer and closer to the edge-and all she could do was cling on to him and scream and holler to the entire neighborhood that she needed Paul faster, needed Paul deeper, and needed Paul harder.

"Fuck please, oh...oh god"

Every breathy moan and contrasting scream spurred him on, earning his mate a thrust so hard her skin smacked against his, adding to the mixture of sounds in the room.

"Paul I... so close...so fucking close don't stop!"

Much to Paul's amusement, she started bucking her hips to meet his, keeping every thrust hard and deep as he plowed into her. Her hands dropped to grip his hips as her own circled against them, her eyes flying open as he rocked forward to hit her at just the right spot to give his little mate all she wanted.

Bella's reaction was instantaneous- his cock was so deep inside of her, stretched her, while he rubbed against the spot, and his his hit her clit every time he moved. It was almost too much, and her body arched off of the bed and collided into his as she tensed and released all over him.

Paul kept his thrusts hard and deep, watching his mate as she fell over the edge, and when that first wave of her come poured down his shaft he couldn't hold on any longer, hauling her back into his arms as he sat up and came inside of her with a roar, his hips sharply bucking his cock into her quivering pussy.

The mates collapsed onto each other, Paul barely able to keep his weight off of Bella until she reached up and pulled him down on top of her, unable to stop the twitching that ran through her lower body, consequently squeezing Paul's still throbbing shaft.

Bella's grip turned into a vice to hold onto him, and when she knew he wouldn't try to leave, her vision went black as she passed out next to him, not knowing that he passed out soon after.

Yaaaaaaay first lemon for this Chapter! Not sure how I like it...Review and tell me? Questions? Comments? Observations? Just want to talk? Shoot me a note!