Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, but I do own the OC characters in this chapter. I also do not own the song 'Pony', which is used in this chapter. It belongs to Ginuwine.
AN: This is the next to last chapter peeps.
Bella woke early on Sunday morning. The night before with Holden had been used for sleep. They had fooled around but Bella had been too tired to put forth the effort that Paul wanted. Bo's soft snoring could be heard from the floor but other than that, the house was as silent as a tomb. She got out of bed, intent on finding her husband's whereabouts.
The coffee pot wasn't even on when she walked into the front room. She flipped the switch for the light in the kitchen, groaning as her eyes adjusted to the light. There was a post-it stuck to the fridge, explaining that Paul had to get Holden and then he was taking him to his dad's. She was free to come over whenever she was ready.
She smiled as she walked back into the bedroom. She decided to take a shower then head over to Tom's. She had forgotten that Sadie, Jay and Dave were in town. Ten minutes later she tossed her hair into a bun and was slipping her shoes on when Bo finally woke up.
"Come on, Bud," she said, patting her leg as she opened the door.
The walk only took ten minutes but it was enough time for Bella to wake up completely. She didn't bother knocking when she got there since Tom said that it wasn't necessary. Sadie offered her a cup of coffee which she accepted with a grateful smile.
"Why did you go and get Holden so early?" Bella asked Paul.
"Your dad and Sue were already up. Sue even had him bathed and fed," he said with a shake of his head.
"Would it be alright if Holden spent the day with us? I need all the baby experience I can get before this one comes," Sadie said, rubbing the small bump under her shirt.
Bella nodded without consulting Paul. She had some 'Paul/Bella time' to make up for. She was sure that he wouldn't mind since he was off again today.
They stayed long enough to have breakfast with his family before Bella claimed that they had somewhere to be. Paul didn't deny what she said, but he did wonder what she had up her sleeve. Once home, Bella told Bo to say outside. He put up a fess at first but quieted down after Bella gave him a few bacon treats.
"Sit down," she told Paul, gesturing to the chair.
His brows knitted together in confusion before he crossed his arms over his chest, staying rooted where he was. Bella sighed, gently leading him to the chair by placing a hand on his back. She gently pushed him into the chair before messing with her phone. She plugged it into the speaker in the kitchen and soon music filled the room. Her eyes met his still confused ones and she gave him what she hoped was a sultry look. Yes, the song she was using was by a guy singing about a girl, but it would get the message across.
I'm just a bachelor
I'm lookin' for a partner
Someone who knows how to ride
Without even falling off
She slowly walked over to him, letting her hips sway to the music. She ran her hands up body, fondling her breasts before pulling the elastic from her hair and shaking it lose. Next, she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, knowing how much he loved it and wished that it was his teeth instead of hers.
Paul watched her, never taking his eyes off of her for a second. The promise of him giving her a strip tease months ago came to mind and he never followed through with it. He couldn't believe that she was doing this for him. Never in a million years would he have thought that she had it in her.
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it
Bella finally reached him by the end of the first chorus. As the second verse started she dropped herself lower than Paul had ever seen her, placing her hands on his legs, tracing her fingers up his legs slowly before turning around and sitting in his lap. She ground herself against him, letting him exactly where things were headed.
"Fuck Bells," he groaned, his voice thick with lust.
"Be patient. You can touch me," she encouraged him.
He didn't need to be told twice and placed his hands on her hips to guide them against his again. She was flush against him, her head resting in the crook of his shoulder. The song started over, but neither of them noticed. She had gotten him all hot and bothered and she hadn't even taken her clothes off yet. She pulled away just enough to turn around, taking her top in one foul swoop before placing on hands on the back of the chair. He dove for her neck, latching onto the place just behind her ear where he knew was her weak spot.
"Mm," she moaned in approval, carding her fingers through his hair.
He picked her up with ease and carried her to the bed room, still attached to her neck. He pushed her against the wall next to the door before finally pulling away to inspect his handy work on her neck. He had left a nickel sized bruise that would probably be gone before tonight. He set her down, but kept her boxed in. His eyes drifted over her slowly, taking in her bra clad upper body with lust in his eyes. She had worked hard to lose the twenty-five pounds that she had gained while pregnant and other than the stretch marks on her breast and abdomen there was no clue that she had ever been pregnant.
She had never understood his obsession with her body. Before having Holden, she was practically flat chested in her opinion and her waist and hips were nonexistent. Paul had never seen her that way, he saw her as his beautiful fairy guardian who had rescued him from a life of anger and solitude. Her new curves were just an added bonus which meant that he had more to love, worship, and cherish.
She used the small distance between them to her advantage and pulled off her shorts. He stopped her before she could reach behind her to unclasp her bra.
"Leave something for me to do," he explained.
"Then I'll just undress you," she said, looking up at him from underneath her lashes.
His shoes and jeans were on the floor with hers before she ducked underneath his arms and made her way to the bed. She stood at the foot of the bed, leaning over the edge, her backside sticking out, letting him know what he wanted. He growled deep in his throat as he shucked his shirt and stalked over to her. If this was the way that she wanted than he wasn't going to tell her no. He stood behind her, his hand snaking around her front to trail his fingers down her stomach before dipping into her underwear. She was wetter than she had been in a really long time, probably since their first few times. She rocked against him, wanting his fingers to reach deeper.
He latched onto the side of her neck, sucking, licking and nibbling at her skin just the way she liked. She loved it when he branded her, he just wished that the hickeys that she gave him would last. He got impatient with just having his fingers inside of her so he pushed her underwear aside before sinking inside of her with a groan.
"Oh yeah," she said with a sigh.
"Why do you like this position so much?" he asked against her neck.
"Because you go deeper than you do with any other position."
Her breathing became erratic when his fingers returned to her center, pushing in as he pulled out of her. She loved when he did this and was not going to deny her of something that gave her pleasure, just like she wouldn't deny him of something that he liked.
"Turn around," he said against her ear.
He pulled out of her long enough for her to do as he asked before gathering her in his arms. He carried them into the kitchen, setting her down on the island. She leaned back on her arms, watching what he was doing. He spread her legs as far as they would go before sinking to his knees. His face was buried in her center before she had a chance to process what was going on.
"Babe," she said breathlessly, her fingers fisting in his hair.
Paul loved how expressive she was and how she wasn't afraid to tell him what she wanted and what she didn't. He knew for a fact that she loved for him to eat her out almost as much as she liked taking him from behind bent over the bed. Her breath hitched as he sped up his efforts.
"Paul, stop," she urged.
No," he said, not pulling away.
"This is one sided and I want to take care of you," she pleaded.
"Take care of me how?" he asked, pulling away to look at her from under his lashes.
"You know how," she said pointedly.
He helped her down before pulling her down to the floor. She sat on his chest, letting him pull her towards him before leaning down to take his still hard member into her mouth. He kept the same pace as before while she went slow, wanting to draw things out for as long as possible. Things went like this before he pulled away from her and nudged her leg to get her attention. She looked over her shoulder, her hair framing her face. He gestured with his head towards the chair. She stood and waited for him to sit down first. Once he was situated the way that he wanted she sat in his lap, leaning up to slip his penis inside of her once more. She moaned at the contact as she started a slow rhythm. He placed his hands on her hips to guide her to the pace he wanted.
Bella arched her back, placing her hands on his calves, offering her chest to him. He leaned down to take a nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirled leisurely around her areola, nipping at the hardened bud. Her breath hitched and she sped up her pace, wanting have release. Paul matched her effortlessly, planting his feet and pushing up when she pulled away. Sweat aided the gliding of their bodies before Bella realized that she had not kissed him once in the whole time they were having intercourse. She pressed her lips to his, hard, wanting to him to know just how much she was enjoying what they were doing.
One of Paul's hands fisted in her hair while the other cupped her neck, giving back just enough as she was giving him. His felt his release coming and he spilled his seed and she swallowed the moan of pleasure that passed his lips. They stayed the way that they were as one of his hands glided down her body to her center and she moved back to accommodate him. Seconds later, her climax slammed into her like a tidal wave. She fell against him, her neck buried in his neck.
"Do you think we can pawn H off on your dad and Sue again next weekend so that we can have the house to ourselves again?" he asked breathlessly.
"So, our son is a pawn now?" she asked with a quirked eyebrow.
"If it means that we'll spend the weekend like this than hell yes," he affirmed.
"You are so bad," she said with a giggle.
"You love me," he said cockily.
"That I do," she admitted.
"So, can we do this next weekend?"
"How about once a month?" she counter offered.
"You've got a deal," he said, sealing their agreement with a kiss.
They stayed like that for the next few hours until it was time to leave to pick up Holden. Bella did like the idea of making more time for them. They hadn't had much alone time since Holden had been born and it was starting to take its toll on them.
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Jacob and Leah made the decision to see Quil Sr. on their own. They needed answers and he was the one most likely to have them. Quil had wanted to be a part of the conversation but Leah had sent him away with his tail between his legs with a scathing look. Jacob made sure that Quil was far enough away that he wouldn't pick up on what they were talking about Quil Sr. ordered him to put on his headphones and play video games. Quil wasn't one to turn down Xbox time so he did what his grandfather wanted.
"We should be safe now," Quil Sr. said, encouraging one of them to talk with a hand gesture.
Jacob and Leah took turns explaining their situation. Quil Sr.'s facial features remained neutral as he flipped through a book as big as Jacob's head. He asked questions and nodded in understanding all the while flipping pages in the book. Jacob and Leah shared a concerned look once they finished talking.
"And have you been to see Audra?"
"I went last week and she confirmed that I was pregnant last night," Leah informed him.
"I see," he said, adjusting his glasses for the fifth time in ten minutes.
He resumed reading, turning pages and with every flip Leah become even more tense. Jacob took hold of her hand under the table, squeezing it gently in reassurance. She released a silent sigh, knowing that Quil Sr. was trying to help them.
"Well, this is interesting; this says that the only way that a female can join the pack is if she is the Alpha's mate," Quil Sr. informed them.
"But I'm not Alpha, I turned it down," Jacob said with a sigh.
"That may be the case, but you are the rightful Alpha, whether you like it or not."
"What about the fact that I am pregnant?" Leah questioned.
"This goes on to say that the Alpha's mate will be fertile during her time with the pack."
"Thanks, Mr. Ateara," Leah said with a nod.
With all of their questions answered they decided to leave. Neither of them knew how to explain what had just happened. How would people take it? Did this mean that Sean would in fact change since Sam was Alpha, even though Leah was not his imprint? She had meant to ask Quil Sr. about it but with the other news her mind had blanked.
"You okay?" Jacob asked.
"I'm just thinking," she murmured.
"About Sean?" he broached.
"Yeah, I'm scared for him," she confessed.
"I wouldn't be. Quil Sr. said that only an imprint could carry on the gene. You aren't Sam's imprint, you're mine," he reminded her.
She stopped walking to look up at him.
"How do you manage to calm my fears without barely trying?"
"It's a gift," he said with a playful wink.
Leah laughed lightly with a shake of her head. Jacob came to stand in front of her and she linked her arms around his neck. He looped his arms behind her knees to pick her up before continuing down the road.
"What are we gonna do?"
"For the baby and the future?"
"Mmhmm," she said into his neck.
"Well, I could like to finish school first. Then I could move in with you. I know that you don't like living there but it'll do until we can afford a place. Once we have some money saved up and we both have stable jobs we'll get married and get a house of our own."
"How long have you been planning that?"
"Not long, I talked to my dad last night and he made me promise him that we wouldn't do anything else that we weren't ready for."
"Very smart. You want to move in with me?"
"It's better than having you move in with me and my dad. We'll have more space too."
Leah leaned around his neck to place a kiss at the corner of his mouth. He squeezed her arm reassuringly as they continued the journey to her house. She should have known that she needn't worry about the future. Jacob was one of the most level headed people she knew. His mom's thoughtful and caring nature had obviously been passed down to him.
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Paul and Bella had been invited to dinner at Tom's house. After spending all day in bed the day before and that day they were ready to get their little boy back. Holden was only three months old and he wasn't used to being around a lot people at once. Once he saw Bella and Paul his grumpy attitude changed. Sadie handed him off to Bella who had him calmed down within seconds.
"He's not used to being fussed over by so many people at once. We should have warned you about that, sorry," Bella said with a light laugh.
"What's with all the food Sadie?" Paul asked from the kitchen.
"I invited Bella's dad, Sue, and Seth over for dinner too. Sue says that Seth eats just as much as you do," Sadie informed him.
"We wanted to get to know your family, since the two of you didn't have a proper wedding," Tom explained to Bella.
"That's really nice, thank you for thinking of them," Bella said with a smile.
"They should be here soon," Sadie said as she came out of the kitchen.
"When was he last fed?"
"About two hours ago. He drank the full eight ounces," Tom informed her.
"It's almost time for you to eat again, Mister," Bella said to Holden.
He gurgled happily, grabbing onto a stand of her hair and pulling gently. Someone knocked on the door and Paul let Charlie, Sue, and Seth in. Bella hugged her dad and asked Sue to hold Holden while she made him a bottle. Sue offered to feed him and Bella conceded so that she could help with dinner. Fifteen minutes later everyone was sitting at the table with Holden asleep in his playpen in the next room.
"He's such a good baby. But you're right, he was dealing with too much at once before you got here. Paul was the same way when he was a baby. I don't know why we didn't realize it," Sadie said with a shake of her head.
"It's alright. He's very particular who he wants to be around sometimes. Again, he gets that from Paul," Bella joked.
Paul fake laughed before digging his elbow into her side playfully. She giggled, leaning into him. It was good that their families were finally getting a chance to meet. Bella had no clue why they hadn't done this sooner.
AN2: This chapter was typed up on my brand new laptop (I just got it yesterday). So let me know if you spot any mistakes and I will fix them.