Layla and Embry didn't come out of his house until the bonfire the following evening. Layla had insisted that she needed to at least get clean clothes, that she couldn't just wear Embry's shirt around everywhere.

"But you look really good in it." Embry whined. "Plus it's really easy access."

Layla nearly snorted. "Yes, but let's say I'm talking to Leah and I drop my phone. I bend over to pick it up and not only can you see that there's nothing under this, but so will every other guy at the beach." she said. She heard a growl from Embry and decided to keep going. "They'll see how wet I always am...the bruises from your fingertips on my thighs." she said, sighing softly.

Embry growled louder, grabbing Layla and pulling her until she was underneath him. He ripped his shirt from her body, getting hard just looking at how she was squirming with excitement underneath him.

"This," Embry said, sliding two fingers deep inside Layla, pumping them in and out, "is mine. And only mine!"

Layla whined in too sensitive pleasure, grabbing his arm. "Embry-" she whispered.

"Mine." he growled, moving his fingers to tap her g-spot repeatedly. Layla's scream of pure, white hot pleasure was nearly enough to rattle the windows.

"Who does this belong to, baby?" Embry said, stopping his fingers.

Layla's eyes flew open when he stopped moving. "No, no, no, don't stop!" she whined.

"Tell me." Embry said, gently ghosting his thumb over the little bundle of nerves he knew could make her see stars.

"You! Yours! Please?" Layla begged. "All yours. Embry's!"

Embry smiled and pulled his fingers out, thrusting deep inside Layla until he was seated fully. Layla clenched hard on him, an orgasm already shaking her. He pulled her legs up and thrust deeper and harder, feeling her legs shaking in pleasure. He momentarily wondered if he should drag it out, but with the sounds Layla was making, she was as desperate for it as he was. He braced his arms on either side of her head and looked down at her, kissing her passionately.

The bedroom door flew open and a very concerned looking Sam barged in with Emily waddling in behind him. Embry turned to look at whoever had come in and interrupted them. Layla sat up, peeking over Embry's arms.

"Sam? Emily?" Layla said, spotting them. "Can uh...can it wait?"

"I told you, Sam. That wasn't a scream of danger or help." Emily said. "Hey, guys. Sam heard you scream and he insisted on coming over here to check on you two."

Embry lowered until he was covering a very naked Layla with his body, shielding it from the eyes of the Alpha in the room. "Oh, no, that was a very happy scream. Sorry. Not really, though. Embry." she said, Embry trying to cover her up completely, "I'm talking to Emily, you butt."

"You're naked." Embry said.

"So are you. Besides, it's nothing Emily doesn't already have that she's seeing on me." Layla said.

"If you both don't leave, I'm going to start screwing Layla through the mattress...and she can get loud." Embry said, grinning wickedly, looking only at Layla.

"Come on, Sam." Emily said, tugging his hand. "Maybe we can try to rival them in loudness?"

"Emily." Sam said, his tone one of warning. "We talked about that. I can't."

Layla sat up, frowning. "Can't what? Be louder? Or like, sex in general?" she asked.

"That's not our business." Embry said.

"It's my business when it concerns my poor sweet little Emily." Layla said.

Layla grabbed a t shirt from the corner of the bed and slipped in on, climbing out of the bed, leaving Embry pouting.

"Emily. No." Sam said, crossing his arms.

"Whoa. Like...no sex? At all?" Layla asked, looking from Sam to Emily. Emily looked nearly in tears from frustration.

"Oh, girl. Get your shoes on, we're going to fix that." Layla said, looking around the bedroom for her shorts, knowing they had to be dry by now.

"Where are you going?" Embry asked.

"Her hormones are insane right now, and you can tell Sam isn't putting out. For God knows whatever reason." Layla said, glaring at Sam. "So I'm going to take Emily out and show her the wonderful world of battery operated fun."

"What?! No!" Sam said, realizing what she was saying.

"That sounds great, actually. I need something." Emily said, completely ignoring Sam.

Layla linked arms with Emily, helping her down the steps of the porch and waited next to Layla's Escalade while she ran in and got the keys and her purse. She unlocked the doors and helped Emily in. Layla locked the doors when she saw Sam run out.

"I wonder how far you'll get before he rips the door off and nails you." Layla wondered out loud.

"Not soon enough." Emily said.

"How long has it been?" Layla asked.

"Over a month!" Emily whined. "I'm so turned on all the time and it's making me crazy! I have tried just walking in naked in front of him, I've tried sexy lingerie, I tried playing with him until he's so hard and then stopping thinking, oh, he'll just not be able to resist! But he has resisted!" she said, in tears near the end.

"Oh, Em..." Layla said, pulling her for a hug. "We are going to get you several toys."

Sam started banging on the window. "Emily!" he yelled. "Get out!"

Layla cracked the window just enough to let him hear her words. "Hey, yeah, no. You ready to give my girl a little relief?" she asked.

"I can't-" Sam started, but was cut off.

"Wrong answer." Layla said, rolling the window up.

She shifted into drive and took off before Sam could try to get in, speeding to the entrance of the reservation. "I saw a little shop that's like 30 minutes away, it looked like it might have some good stuff." Layla said.

"I've never wanted to be with Sam so bad as I have these last couple of months. First he starts by being really gentle, like I could still get off, but it wasn't like it used to be." Emily said. "Then he just stopped altogether. You know what made me want him even more? When he told me no."

"Aww, Em...you know, we're going to have to make him regret telling you no, right?" Layla said. "I'm taking it as a personal offense. We don't let go of things. We get even. That's the New York way."

Layla soon pulled into the gravel parking lot of the over 18 Unique Gifts shop. She went around and helped Emily get out of the passenger seat and together they walked in.

"You have to be 18 and over to come in." the girl behind the counter said.

Emily pulled out her ID and showed that she was over 18. Layla pulled her wallet out, showing a fifty dollar bill. "I am over 18, too." she said. "Take my ID."

The woman took the fifty. "Looks valid to me." she said.

Layla pulled Emily around the store, showing her different toys, letting her pick out what she wanted. Layla found maternity lingerie and quietly put a skimpy set into the basket as a surprise for Emily. When they had looked at everything, Layla set the basket up on the counter and handed the woman her bank card before Emily could even pull out her wallet.

"I told you, it's my treat." Layla said when Emily tried to protest.

Layla helped Emily back into the Escalade, but into the back seat this time. "Put on what I got you. We're going to torture Sam." Layla said.

Emily pulled her maternity dress off and slipped the lingerie on as Layla pulled out of the parking lot. Layla pulled out of her phone and dialed Embry.

"When are you coming back?" Embry asked as he picked the phone up.

"In a little bit, I promise. But go to my bedroom and get my iPad and then give it to Sam. Not putting out for Emily has to be dealt with." Layla said.

She heard Embry running to her house and going through her room until he found her iPad and turning it on and finding Sam.

"Okay, make sure he looks at the iPad. But you might not want to." Layla said, chuckling. "Emily's going to put on a little show."

"Oh, jeez." Embry said, groaning with laughter. "Sam! Come here and watch this!" he called out.

Layla held the phone to her shoulder. "Em, get out the toys. Sam's gonna see you getting your kicks without it being from him. He'll either get so pissed off that it's not him making you make those sounds or he'll accept that he's lame as hell." she said.

"Okay, he has the iPad." Embry said.

Layla grinned and hung up with Embry before sending a video chat to her iPad. Sam pushed the button to accept, frowning. He saw Layla's face on his screen.

"Hey, Sam! You will so never believe what's going on." Layla said.

"Where's Emily?" Sam asked.

"Oh, she's here." Layla said, smirking.

Layla switched the camera to the back camera and Emily came onto the screen, laying in Layla's backseat in barely there lingerie. "By right or by might, or should I say...by boy or by toy, Emily's going to get her rocks off." Layla said. "Do you want to see hot guys in kilts, Em?"

"Emily..." Sam said softly, watching the screen.

His eyes were glued to the screen when he saw Emily start using the toys on herself, closing her eyes in whatever pleasure she was getting from them.

"Can't believe she has to get her kicks from plastic and batteries. Such a shame." Layla said, just loud enough for the mic on her phone to pick up.

"Emily!" Sam called out, feeling his wolf going crazy inside him.

Hearing Emily have a body rocking orgasm was more than enough to make Sam go crazy. He'd never been so hard, craving Emily so badly. He had read a book about pregnancy that said sex during the third trimester of pregnancy can be bad and harm the baby, so he had refrained, and it was making him go slowly crazy. He hated having to deny Emily. His wolf was incredibly pissed at him.

"Bring her home! Now!" Sam growled out, his Alpha double timbre coming out without him trying.

"You better bring her home, Layla." Embry said. "He's looking a little maniac right now."

Emily was still on the screen, breathing hard. She turned the toy off and looked over at Layla, tears falling from her eyes.

"Layla?" Emily whispered, not able to stop the tears. "Why doesn't Sam want me anymore?"

"You see what you're doing to her? It'd be one thing to say no if you're too tired or hurt. Or if she was hurt. But to just fucking deny her? Knowing she needs you?" Layla said, turning the camera back to her. "She's crying because she thinks you don't want her."

The scream that ripped from Sam's chest was loud enough to make the speakers on Layla's phone to nearly short out. Layla hung up and started driving again, heading back for the rez. She knew what that sound coming from Sam meant, and it wasn't even aimed at her. Layla pulled into the reservation ten minutes later, speeding down the road until she saw Embry trying to contain a wild looking Sam. Sam ran up to the vehicle and nearly pulled the door of it's hinges in an attempt to get to his female. Emily happily wrapped her arms around Sam's neck, letting him carry her out of it and nearly run back to their house. When Layla heard Emily's scream, she knew it was being taken care of.

"You know that was crazy, right?" Embry said, grinning.

"Hey, it accomplished what I hoped it would." Layla said, smiling brightly.

Embry pulled Layla to him, nuzzling her neck and Layla wrapped her arms around him, moving her fingers to his hair and gently scratching his scalp. She chuckled when she felt Embry groan softly and shiver.

"Don't even cut your hair." Layla whispered.

"Mmm, you like it long?" Embry asked, looking over at Layla.

"Long. Hard. All night long." Layla said, sighing softly.

Embry picked Layla up and carried her back to his house at those words, walking in and laying her on the bed, using his body to crowd hers until she was laying on her back. He covered her body with hers, tilting his head so his long hair fell around them, making Layla smile softly. Embry pressed gentle kisses to her lips, her cheeks, her forehead, peppering her with them.

"I'm sorry." Embry whispered, sitting back.

"What? Why? I liked that." Layla said, scooting up to sitting.

Embry moved to sit on the edge of the bed, rubbing his face. Layla sat behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, pressing kisses against his back.

"That I hurt you." Embry said.

"No, those screams were happy screams, I promise." Layla said, confused.

"Not that. I know you liked that." Embry said, turning to face Layla.

"Then why?" Layla said.

"Because I kept pushing you away, rejecting you. I have loved you since I saw you but I've hurt and been hurt and I was determined not to do the same to you. You're my Imprint. I break everything I love." Embry said.

"Embry..." Layla whispered.

"I figured one of the other guys would pick you up and make you happy. My broken ass wouldn't be able to hurt you." Embry said. "It'd kill me to see you happy with them, but if you were happy, then I'd deal with it."

Layla crawled into his lap, cupping his face in her hands. She trace his eyebrows, his cheek bones, his jaw, down to his chest. Embry closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. He yelled in surprise when he felt a smack to his leg.

"What was that for?" Embry asked, his eyes popping open.

"Try some altruistic shit like that again and I'll tie you to bed." Layla said. "How dare you?"

"What?" Embry asked.

"How dare you? You think you can just decide that? You really knew how much I wanted to be with you and you just up and decide, oh, no, just going to let her think I'm blindly rejecting her and make her feel like shit enough that she'll find someone else?" Layla said, scooting away from him. "What made you think I'd want someone else?"

"You did eventually go on dates." Embry muttered.

"I was tired of hurting and being so alone and seeing you with that bleached blonde cow!" Layla said.

"You didn't look too miserable to me. I didn't know." Embry asked.

"You didn't know because you were never around! You...call Leah. Jake. Hell, even ask Sam! Kai knows and he's on the other side of the fucking country! How could you not see?" Layla said, her eyes watering up.

"I didn't-" Embry started.

"You knew. What about when Leah locked us in her basement and you give that huge spiel about not liking me? Does my face just scream 'I'm so happy' all the time?" Layla asked.

Embry tugged at his hair in frustration. "I didn't want to make it worse by screwing up your life." he whispered. "Believe me, my wolf has all but tortured me physically. It got to the point I couldn't phase willingly. Just those couple times when Paul...yeah."

"Good." Layla said.

"Good?" Embry repeated, turning to look at her.

"Yes. Good. I knew I liked your wolf side the best." Layla said.

Embry just grinned, his inner wolf doing a happy dance. He started crawling back up on his bed, looking at Layla. Layla raised an eyebrow.

"Weirdo." she said, smiling. "What are you doing?"

Without replying, Embry leaned over her, his face near hers, and licked her cheek.

"There are much, much better places for that tongue that on my face, wolf boy." she said, smirking. Embry accepted that challenge.

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A/N:Y'all better tell me who you want the next story to be about! Paul or Sam. Also, I had a question-when are we going to see Bonnie and her little boy toy again? The answer-the next story! Trust me, it'll make sense. Leave me some lovely reviews!