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We took my truck to Sam's place. He of course, was behind the wheel while I curled my body up against him. Parking in his driveway, I let out a small breath. It was all too scary to be here again. I could feel how tense he was too and felt selfish. Sam had just woken up from a coma and plopped himself back into life. Of course he was feeling a lot too.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yea, just…crazy to be back here," he said looking at his place.
"You sure you want to be back here so soon? We can still crash at Charlie's," I bargained.
"No, I want to be here. We need to be here," he said gently looking over to me. Nodding, we hopped out of the car and held each other as we stepped towards the front door.
"You're heart is about to hammer out of your chest," he commented as we stood in the entrance of his house.
"Hey, we don't have to do this," he said now worried about me more than him. My eyes had a hard time leaving the front of his house. Everything should be the opposite. I should be worried about his state of mind.
"Stop trying to fret about me," he said catching my thoughts. I rolled my eyes, forgetting how he could do that.
"Did you want to go?" he wondered. I shook my head and forced a small smile on my face, "just…kiss me?"
Chuckling, he brought me closer to him and laid one on me hard.
I forgot what it was like to be so close to Sam. To lay with him on our bed- my head on his chest while he kissed the top of my head.
"I thought I lost you," I admitted. He shook his head holding me tighter. Our lips met and the kiss started off soft. It was everything I could imagine and missed. He turned the both us so we were on our sides, so our hips could face each other and be intimately joined.
"Sam," I breathed out as his lips attacked my neck again. It had been so long. It was like everything was sensitive. I was moaning loudly just as his hands roamed my body.
"Please," I whined as he rubbed his thumbs over my nipples. With a hard nip to my neck, he pulled off his shirt from my body and rolled me on my back.
My senses were overflowing as my body tingled. He was here, right here. His warm mouth came over my breast, taking it full in his mouth. My back arched high as my mouth opened. He sucked and kissed and licked. The coil in my stomach was tightening and I knew I needed him.
"Sam, please," I whined as I tugged at his hair. "I need you. I need you inside me," I pleaded as he continued his actions. His hands roamed down my body, cupping my ass to grind against his hardness. I let out a moan, unbelieved at how aroused he was.
So this is what sex was like when two people haven't had it in over a year.
I tried my hardest to not let his hands get to me as he continued to play with my body, but it was hard. Every touch and lick, he had me moaning. Every fiber in my being wanted me to cum, but I wanted Sam to be in me.
"Let go," he growled as he kissed my stomach. I went to protest but he just dipped his tongue in my belly button and aroused me further. My body couldn't take it any longer, a gush of fluid ran in-between my thighs and I was met with stars in my vision.
Sam sniffed the air and growled. Immediately his head was between my thighs lapping me up. I let out a cry at how sensitive I was. His tongue licked flat against me, taking all of me. Soon his tongue entered me and I came again. His growl rocked my body and gave me aftershocks. I was panting in bed. How could he stand this?
I looked down at him. His head was still in-between me, enjoying my taste. Pulling his head back up to mine, I ground myself against him and moaned. I sounded like a porn star, but he seemed to be liking it. He took my hips, letting my naked cunt run over his hard dick.
"Yes," I panted out as we gathered friction. He came close to letting go, and growled when he realized it. Letting go of my hips, he lingered over my naked body to get control of himself. My opportunity was now or never. Grabbing his boxer, I pushed them off of him. I swear I almost came at the sight of him. He was just as big as I remembered. His dick was fucking huge, standing at attention as he waited to be inside of me.
"God, Fuck!" I yelled arching my body off the bed as his fingers entered me. I didn't even realize he had gone down to do such a thing to me. I whimpered and moan as his fingers went in and out of me. He knew my body like his favorite sport.
"Sam," I moaned out as his thumb rubbed circles on my clit. With a few more thrusts into my wet center, I was gone, calling out his name.
My body hit the bed as I laid underneath him. All he did was watch. He wouldn't let me give him anything and he took everything from me.
"I need you now," I said to him. "I need to you take me now, please, oh fuck," I groaned as he was giving into my demand. His dick was at my center, waiting to thrust into me.
His eyes gazed into mine; with as much control as I could muster, I opened mine to look at him. He pushed himself inside of me and I let out a noise, letting my eyes roll back in my head as I enjoyed the pleasure. His thrusts were wild and crazy. I never knew he had such speed. We tried all sorts of positions. Orgasm after orgasm, I called out his name, raking my nails up his back. He almost came once, as I squeezed my inner muscles against him, but again, he stopped his actions and just let out growls.
"Please baby," I panted. He nipped at my neck, staying still inside me. He gave a sharp thrust inside me and I let out a cry.
"I need you to mark me," I whined as he sucked on my skin. His head came up and our foreheads touched.
"You're not ready," he told me in his deep voice.
"I've been ready since I saw you standing there out of coma. Please baby," I said staring into his deep black eyes.
"You sure?" he whispered in my ear as he nuzzled our faces together.
"Positive," I gasped as he pulled out of me so only his tip was inside of me. He shoved himself back into me and rocked us together. "Fuck," I panted out as I could feel the tight spring inside me. Yet again, I came around his dick, screaming his name but this time, as I felt his muscles tighten, he didn't stop to try and gain more self-control. He just kept thrusting and nipping at my neck. He was sucking and kissing and growling.
"Fuck baby, come on," he chanted as he continued to hammer inside me. I let out a long moan, arching my back to him.
"Yea, like that," he panted as I squeezed around his tight spear of flesh inside me.
"Come on, please," I panted, gasping as I was close to come again. What was this? My millionth orgasm?
"Bella," he gritted out as he grabbed my hips to bring him closer to me. With a twist to the left, I threw my head back and let go, allowing him to hear my one last orgasm. He bit on my neck then. He stilled inside me, filling me with his hot jet as he marked me. His mouth sucked on the spot of my neck as his tongue lapped me up.
"Holy fuck," was all I could say as I came down from my high. He was still obsessing over my neck. I put my hand over the back of his head, twisting it in his black locks.
"You're mine," he growled out against my ear. I grinned and turned to meet his eyes. "I was always yours. Now I'm just yours forever."
We fell asleep hours later. He was still fascinated that he marked me. He had been wanting to do it for so long, and now he finally did.
"Mmmm," I groaned, snuggling closer in his side. He let out a deep chuckle and wrapped his arm closer to me. Bringing my lips to his warm body, I let out another hum of content before opening my eyes. He was staring down at me with so much love and happiness.
"Hi," I said softly.
"Hi," he said back. Sliding up the bed, I kissed him softly, making sure I was really awake.
"You're not dreaming," he mumbled against my lips as I hesitated. Opening my eyes, I smirked a bit. He really had that mind reading thing down. Kissing him again I laid back down on his shoulder and pulled the sheets up higher to cover my body.
"I should shower," I sighed.
"We should shower," Sam corrected. I let out a laugh and moved to draw patterns on his chest. I had done this so many times when he was lying down at the Cullen's, but now? Now he was moving and catching my fingers in his big warm hand.
Kissing the tips of each of my fingers, I finally had the chance to kiss him again.
"You need a haircut," I commented, now finally realizing his hair was longer and pretty shaggy.
"I'll have Sue cut it today," he murmured against my lips.
"You're stopping by Sue's today?" I wondered. He nodded. "Everyone has been calling our cell phones for the last two hours, I finally put them on silent so they wouldn't wake you up."
My eyebrows shot up in surprise. I hadn't heard anything.
"So then what's the plan today?" I wondered.
"Nothing- just a you and me day," he said. I hummed at the sound.
"Last time we were here, you were sad," he spoke. My heart clenched a bit, rerunning the scenes of when Sam left to chase the vampire. He squeezed my side and kissed my head. "What happened that day?" he wondered, "why were you so upset?"
I shrugged and tried to get as much comfort as I could from him. "I don't know. I asked myself that for a while," I said. "Jared thought that it could have been I knew something was going to happen. He said imprints could feel things that others cant explain. Kim has done it a few times. Like one time," I said with a breath, "Kim had this sinking feeling in her stomach, and then next morning Jared had gotten in a fight with Paul and beat up pretty bad."
Kissing his bare chest, I continued my story. "So I talked to Billy about it, and he said that could have been it. I couldn't place what I was feeling, neither could you, but when you held me I felt a bit better. I was probably feeling something bad that was going to happen- obviously it did."
He sighed.
"That's probably why I felt so guilty," I admitted. Turning my eyes away from him, I focused my vision on something else. Anything but him. "I slipped into darkness for a while after you were gone. I just…couldn't handle it. The imprint was tearing at me."
Sam squeezed me to look at him, but I couldn't just yet. I didn't want to fall apart and I had to get this out. "Finally one day, Rosalie came over to Charlie's and talked some sense into me. She didn't think I should have felt guilty for what happened to you. The vampire was gone and you weren't really dead. I had to be strong- for you and the Pack. And she was right. I had been selfishly cowering from the world- of course, she said it wasn't selfish but I beg to differ," I mumbled. "I just- I felt really horrible. If I would have known what that strange feeling meant earlier maybe we could have been ready for it. You wouldn't have slipped into that weird coma and we would have been fine. Life would have moved on right."
Sam tilted my head so I looked up at him, "things happen for a reason. And as cheesy and over used that expression can be, I try to believe in it. If things had happened differently…we wouldn't have ended up where we were today. There would be a different Liam, a different you, and even a different me. You never know, maybe if we were to know earlier of the vampire's intentions, you would have gotten hurt," he said, "and I wouldn't be able to live myself if that would of happened."
"Sam," I sighed. He was always so focused on me, always the selfless one. "Bella," he said getting my attention, "I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you. You're my imprint, its my job and duty to keep you safe and happy. If I fail at that…if I would have…I would have never been strong enough to pick myself up like you did."
My eyes fell downcast. Sometimes I had to think that this imprinting thing was bad. It caused us to be so love sick he was willing to die if something happened to me.
"Don't blame yourself because I wouldn't have wanted life's events to happen any other way," he told me. We stayed in bed a while longer before he wanted us to take a shower.
"Lets house hunt today?" he asked as we stood under the spray of hot water.
"You have time?" I asked. I knew he needed to get some Pack stuff down and meet with Sue. "Maybe we should push off our things until tomorrow, that way you can catch up on what you missed," I bargained. He shook his head and took my hands in his, "I'm not doing that anymore. You and me first, I don't care what you say," he said coming to kiss me.
"Oh really?" I said pulling back a bit.
"Really," he growled capturing my lips again. I giggled a bit after a while. Finally when the time came, we pulled away and actually showered.
"Definitely need to see Sue today," I laughed as I morphed his hair into a Mohawk with the soapy shampoo. He rolled his eyes at my antics and shook his hands through his hair.
"Well I like your hair," he said, getting my hair all sudsy again.
"Sam," I whined, already washing it. I stuck my head back under the stream of water and rinsed it again. Tying it up in a wet bun with my hair tie on my wrist, I moved to get out of the shower so he could finish up. When I was out, I quickly bee lined for my stuff. Grabbing a bra and some panties, I quickly slipped those on before going back to the bathroom to put on some make up and dry my hair.
The brown brushes went over my face, evening out my skin color and adding some more sophistication to my looks.
"Hey handsome," I smiled to Sam as he watched me in the mirror. Dropping my brush, I sauntered over to him. Grabbing my waist, he brought us chest to chest and kissed me possessively. Pulling away, he looked down at my neck and ran his fingers over the mark. My body shivered at the touch. Whatever the mark meant, it had an extreme effect on me. I could feel sparks run down my body, almost as if it electrified energy through me.
Glancing at Sam, I found him a bit more possessive looking than normal, "what?" I questioned.
"What does the mark make you feel when I touch it?" he wondered.
"I feel sparks, all down my body, almost as if it's an adrenaline rush," I explained, "and I can feel your possessiveness. I actually feel a lot more of what you're feeling," I thought.
"What else?" he asked still truly curious. "I feel…connected to you. Does that make sense? Its like we are no longer teetering different wave lengths with each other."
"Yea," he said looking down at me, "I feel it too. I can't seem to let my hands leave you for too long," he said.
"Yea, that happened with or without the mark," I teased. "What else do you feel?" I wondered this time.
"I feel you- a lot better than before. Its like I can easily read you, without even trying to think."
"That's…kinda freaky," I said tilting my head. He kissed my mouth briefly before bending down to kiss my mark. Sparks flew through my body again, but this time I was a bit aroused.
"Not cool," I breathed as I felt my knees go weak. He chuckled, holding me close to make sure I didn't hurt myself.
"I definitely could use that to my advantage," he snickered. I playfully glared at him. His stomach interrupted us, which caused me to laugh. I actually missed that too.
"Come on, get ready and then we can stop by Sue's diner. You won't have anything here."
Sam nodded and kissed me again. The boys had taken the liberty to clear out Sam's house from all the food that would expire quickly. They had actually made a few trips here from time to time as he continued to lie sleeping. When we were both dressed, we left the house, ready to start the day.
"My god," Sue exclaimed as Sam and I walked in the diner. Smiling, I watched as the woman came over to elope Sam in a hug.
"Hey Sue," he said in a deep gruff voice.
"Sam Uley, you're like a walking miracle," she said. "Morning Bella," Sue said coming over to hug me too.
"Hey Sue," I smiled.
Table for two?" she asked smiling at us.
"Yes please," I chirped. She led us to a booth and set down our menus. "Good to see you both," she stated. "Oh and Sam, we need to get that hair chopped. Stop by around 8? Seth should be home in case I'm running late," she said.
"Thanks Sue," he smiled.
"Of course," she smirked back. Leaving us alone, I picked up a menu and looked through all my options. It felt so normal to be sitting here yet I didn't feel normal at all.
"So are you going to tell me about what I missed with you?" Sam wondered. I peered over at him surprised he was still asking.
"I know you went to LA for a while, how was that?" he asked.
Shrugging, I set my menu down and thought of my response, "It was busy. Honestly, I could live without it."
"But traveling was something you liked to do," he said laying back in his seat. I raised an eyebrow at his statement. Since when did he know that?
"Oh come on Bella, it wasn't that hard to read. I know you enjoyed it when you tried it the first time. And I'm almost positive you debated it a time or two before everything happened," he said.
"Why didn't you ever confront me about this?" I wondered cocking my head to the side. I had underestimated my boyfriend.
"I know you better than you think," he smirked, still somewhat reading my mind, "and I thought you would tell me when you were ready. If you wanted it that badly, I knew you would bring it up again."
I nodded, still impressed.
"So what was it really like?" he wondered. "I know from the boys that you missed being home…but there wasn't much detail about it."
I shrugged again, thanking the waitress for my drink. "It was good- fine I guess," I started. "I didn't really have much time to get settled down. I was immediately engrossed into work- meeting the artist, showing the song, rehearsing the song, recording the song, and making another one. I usually didn't go back to my hotel to 2 or 3 in the morning and most days I would have to wake up at 5 or 6 in the morning too so I lived a repetitive schedule," I sighed.
"But you flew home for family events," Sam said. I nodded and smiled a bit. "I took some time off for Liam's birthday, and when Liam was sick," I smirked thinking of those days again, "but other than that, I didn't come home very often. I didn't have a chance."
I bit my lip. "Honestly, it was great to go out and travel, but LA was just a bit too fast paced for me. I never had time to breath and everything changed when Liam came into the picture."
"Liam huh?" he asked. "I like that name for him."
I smirked, "yea cute kid huh?"
"I can't believe Paul really has a son," he breathed as our food was served in front of us a while later.
"Trust me when I say he couldn't believe it either," I snickered. Sam looked at me funny. Going over all of the stories I had experienced with the man, I filled in to Sam how anxious Paul really was.
"He's a good dad though. Sometimes he gets a little too harsh, but hey, what parent doesn't," I spoke.
"You're good with them- Paul and Liam I mean. Paul showed me how much you've helped him through everything," Sam said putting some food in his mouth.
I shrugged, not really sure if I should be taking credit, "I would have done it for any person in the Pack. They're family." Sipping my hot chocolate, I ate another bite of toast.
After we were done at the diner, Sam walked us out hand in hand, ready to start house hunting.
"Are you sure you don't want to meet with the Pack today instead? We can really make time for this tomorrow," I said getting in the car and buckling up.
"No, it's you and me today," he said kissing my hand. Smirking, I watched him start the car and drive out of there.
"Okay, so I was thinking somewhere still near the beach," I pitched.
"Whatever you want," he said.
"Sam," I whined, "this is going to be your place to you know."
He smirked and I narrowed my eyes at him. Hitting his chest lightly I shook my head in disbelief, "You just wanted to hear me say that," I laughed.
"It sounded good," he smirked. Trying to act mad, I failed at it poorly and smiled at the silly thought. He really did like hearing we were getting a place together- that was ours.
"So the beach," he repeated, "any other thoughts?"
"Not really," I shrugged, "just somewhere nice. Doesn't have to be anything special."
"Hmm," he hummed deep in thought. Driving around, I found us pulling up to a house.
"Wha-.."
"Come on," he said before I could ask anything. Dragging me out of the car, he tucked himself against me and leaned close to my ear as I faced the nice place. "What do you think?"
"I think…we are in front of someone's house," I spoke confused.
"A possible house of ours," he said. Whipping my head to look at him, my eyes went wide. "What?"
"Do you like it?" he wondered nervously. I glanced back at the house, taking the quickest look at it before staring at him again. "Of course I do but…how- actually when did you find this place?" I asked. I had been with him ever since he came back from his deep sleep. So when did he even have time to check this place out?
"While you were sleeping, I had a bit of time to myself. I checked out some things online and well…I could picture you and me here. There would need to be a bit of fixing up but nothing we couldn't get done. Some guy on the res built it but never had enough money to get everything done that he wanted so he put it up for sale."
"So its…ours?" I wondered.
"If you say the word, yea it can be," he spoke carefully. Still shocked, I turned back to the house and tried to picture myself here. Funny thing was, that I actually could. And it wasn't just one of those things where you see yourself sitting out on the porch, but it was a place where I could see our kids running around and the Pack coming through the woods to visit.
"I want it," I breathed. "No matter how much fixing up you think we have to do, I want it."
Sam walked up to me and kissed my head, "okay, then its ours."
Letting out a shocked breath, I turned around to face him and smiled, "its ours."
Kissing him softly, I bit my lip and pulled him forth to go check the place out. There was a long wooden porch, with two small steps leading to the front of the house. It may have needed a few more boards or two, but it looked pretty perfect. Walking inside the huge doorway, I found that there were actually no doors yet.
"Open entryway?" I questioned to my man.
"Yea, we'll fix that first," he said. Smirking, I turned back to look around. The kitchen space was pretty big. Not as big as his house he had now, but it was way better than Charlie's house. There was a ton of wall space, and the utilities looked pretty new. Plus, there were a bunch of windows and a long counter, which had my name all over it. There were a few wooden beams around the place too, which I found I liked. It added sophistication to the place.
The kitchen had pretty much connected itself with the living room. It was all kind of a big empty space. The only way you could really tell that it was cut off was the fact that there were some steps that lowered down into a huge family room. There was a huge double lined window to my left and a stone fireplace on the farthest wall. Off to the side on my right, was angled staircase, leading to the second level. The room was pretty cozy for being such a big size.
Moving farther into the large room I went down the hall, opposite to the wall of the stairs. I found a doorway to the bathroom on my left, and then one to the study further down on my right. From there, the hallway turned and led to the laundry room and back door where more trees were.
"This place is amazing," I breathed, circling back. The study was a small quaint room. It opened with a nice wooden framed glass door. There were two tall bookshelves waiting to hold things, while a desk was also pushed off to the side.
The bathroom was a bit small, but it also had a door too. There was a sink and a toilet; not much to tell really.
Moving to go back upstairs, I smiled as Sam quietly followed me. There was a small loft space to my right and a bunch of rooms all around. Going into the first one, I saw a nice sized bedroom, probably perfect for our first kid. There were a bunch of windows and angles, trimming the walls nicely. After that, I stopped to look in the bathroom, which was bigger than the one downstairs. This one held a sink, toilet, shower and tub. It was actually pretty big for a bathroom. Shutting off the light, I went to look in the hall closet and then the other rooms. There was another guest room. It was big too, but this time it was longer. It held a bunch of windows like the rest, a nice sized closet, and even a sitting ledge to read and write.
Going to the last room, I stepped inside and gasped. This room was definitely our room. It was the biggest out of all them. It was wide, spacious, and long. It had huge windows at the far wall and a balcony too. There were lights all over and the room had its own bathroom to the far right.
"Wow," I breathed. Continuing to check everything out, I gasped at the space. Our bathroom was even bigger than the other two. It had a huge shower, a nice tub and a big sink and toilet.
"So…you like it?" He wondered as I continued to stare.
"When can we move in?" I smiled. He grinned, loving my answer. Walking over, I kissed him long and hard. "Thank you," I whispered.
"Mmm, no baby, thank you."
Taking another look at our house, I couldn't wait to move.
"Did you want to go shopping for some stuff? We could start painting," he suggested. My eyes brightened. "Really? You sure?"
"Positive," he spoke. Nodding, he pulled me to leave. I found it actually a bit hard to go. This place was like my dream house, finished or not.
"I'll get the guys to help me with the wood for the front door," he said. I nodded, looking back after seeing some more beams. I missed those when we first walked in.
"So color ideas?" he wondered as we drove off.
"Maybe a blue? Or a dark forest green?" I suggested. "What about some reds? Maybe a burgundy?" he nodded, wrapping arm around to hold me close.
It had been hours at the paint store. Jared took the liberty of meeting us at the home improvement store. He and Seth helped Sam grab different types of wood and stick them in the truck along with some sheets of glass.
"Wow guys," Jared said after taking a small tour of the house for himself.
"That's what I said," with a giggle, taking another peek around the place.
"I like the woods," Seth commented.
"Perfect for us," Jared said.
"There's a beach a little ways away," Sam spoke. Turning to look at him, I raised an eyebrow, not knowing that information. Stalking over to me, he held me in his arms. "We can start working on this tomorrow," he told the men. With a nod, Jared and Seth said their goodbyes and left.
"Its like our own little project," I smirked, wrapping my arms around his neck.
Kissing me softly, we both pulled away in content, "that it is," Sam murmured.
A/N: How did you like it? Did it make you go 'awww'? I hope that I gave you a good enough visual on the house.
Oh and to hawaiiangrl- you will just have to wait and see! As for right now, no one else is phasing because there are no vampires around for the people to do so. But as for Liam…it can still be a possibility! ;)