Bella
Sam's fingers were at the same time, rough and gentle again my bare skin. His fingers were man finger, long and strong and rough to the touch but they worked my body so gently. I looked down at him and smiled as he kissed up and down my stomach, lips softly sucking my burning skin.
"Oh Sam," I whispered, I let my fingers move, graciously outline the muscles on his back and shoulder, I ran my fingers through his hair, forcing his head closer to my body. As he moved further down my body, his kisses not slowing, he mumbled my name. I don't know whether it was because I was very in the mood or just because his lips were mashed against me, but he sounded distant, far away.
Then his hands were off my legs, I missed his touch. When he didn't touch me again I looked down and then he was gone all together. I lay naked on his bed with my legs open; I blushed and went to cover myself with the duvet.
"Sam?" I asked, now my voice sounded distant, a mumble no matter how clearly I called.
"Bella, hey Bella," Paul? I searched for him and left the room, hurrying down the hall, sprinting more like it. Paul. I had to find Paul? Why did I feel this need to find him? What was it about the way he called my voice that jerked me in his direction. I lifted the sheet and looked down the hall. Paul appeared at the end of the hall and his expression lifted when he saw me, in the stir of the moment, I forgot all about being a lady and my dignity and I burst into a sprint.
I ran like I used to as a child on the fields behind the house, my arms by my sides and my legs opening in wide strides. My perfect hair exploded and blew out behind me, I released the sheet and it blew off as if caught by a wind and my bare feet crashed against the cold wooden floor until finally Paul opened his arms and smiled, I flung myself into them and let my legs wrap around his naked waist. Over his shoulder, Sam cried my name. I reached out for him.
Then my eyes opened, I bolted out of bed and ran straight into Sam.
"Morning" Sam greeted me, "Interesting dream?"
It had been two weeks since I had first discovered I was a werewolf and around a week and six days since I first having lustful dreams about Sam and Paul. For an unknown reason the two of them were the centre of thoughts when I slept, each night a different dream but the same general idea: I was in love and they were pleasuring me and then the next thing I knew I'd hurt one of them and I woke up.
I didn't know why I was dreaming about them, I didn't have a crush on Sam and I sure as hell didn't have crush on Paul. I mean it's not like someone wouldn't, they are both smoking hot, strong, a little dangerous in different ways, perfect for any girl but I had grown up with these boys, they were my childhood friends, the kind who you knew you could have been a thing but you got too close. I friend zoned both of them years ago. Why was I all of a sudden, having these dreams?!
I suspected it was wolf thing; I blamed a lot on being a wolf. I thought that maybe because our minds were all kind of connected now that it was just because of that, that the two were the subjects I had to play with in my dreams. I didn't know whether or not that was true but it was all I could convince myself. I had learnt fairly quickly how to hide specific thoughts from the boys of the pack. There were things a girl went through that in the heads of a boy would destroy them. Luckily the boys didn't have to suffer through watching me go to the bathroom, or when it was a specific time of the month, etc.
I had told Sam, when he caught me earlier than morning, that I was having a sexual dream in which he couldn't hold back a laugh but I made up a lie that it was with someone else, it would be easy to hide the identity of the boys in my dream (mainly because his face wasn't visible for long, it was always facing down when he kissed my body) After breakfast I had to go attend "Lesson" where one of the boys would teach me something about being a wolf, I had learnt so much already I didn't think there was anything else.
Some days I'd learn about Quileute History and Legends, myths that were true and weren't, etc, I learnt how to control my phasing even when angry, I learnt how to fight as a human and as a wolf and I must admit I'm not half bad and I learnt a whole lot more. Today's lesson was on using my senses to locate. Jake and I were in the woods, in wolves and he had left me an hour ago. I had to track him down.
I did try, for the first ten minutes before going off on my own, doing whatever pleased me and hoping I'd eventually catch a scent. And after the longest time I did. It wasn't wolf though. It was unusual too me, it smelt desirable but in a guilty way. Something told me I should not like it, I should fear it, hate it. I realized it was a vampire. Before I could pressure it further they found me.
I gasped and stood in the tree line, watching the two vampires walking towards me. A girl with dark blonde hair, torn denim shorts and a shirt with rolled up sleeves stared at me. Her skin was pearly white and flawless, her features elfin yet beautiful, except for her blood red eyes of course. The man at her side was taller than her and had broad shoulders, curly brown hair and a shocked but happy look to him, the girl looked careful. I couldn't control myself; I felt the urge to growl, to attack and if not to attack then to flee.
'Jake? Jake! Are you there? Is anyone there?!' I thought quickly and loudly, waiting for a response to come in, but nothing.
"Well this is new," the man said in a musical voice after a moment, he took a step towards me and I leant low, growling, the hair on my shoulders stood up. He understood straight away and drew his hand back. Suddenly from nowhere, Jake flew out of the green woods, a giant orange/red mass as he hit the ground and flew in front of me, his rows of fangs bared, his eyes wild and ready for action.
'Don't worry, Bella. They try anything you run, you hear me? Run.' Jake's voice called to me.
'I won't leave you.' I replied harshly. Jake didn't look at me as he wouldn't risk turning away but I could tell he was angry. I wasn't angry just shocked and confused and a little scared. I tried to stay brave, tried to look strong in front of these vampires but I knew I could not for much longer.
"You needn't fear us. We mean you no harm," Said the girl, "I am Jasmine, this is my mate Mark. We're here looking for friends, perhaps you know them. The Cullen's?"
A/N:
BTW sorry about not getting the chapters up these last few days. Working on some new things. (Take peek over at my new story: The World is a Big Place for a Miko). Live Again should be up Friday with a new chapter! Den Mother is kicking my butt right now on getting a new chapter out! *sighs* Soon! I promise!
Ja ne, minna-san! See you all tomorrow!
