Chapter 12: Moth to a flame
Bella moaned as Quil grabbed her and hoisted her around his waist. His hands cupped her bottom.
"Quil, please…please.." she begged as she felt him roll his hips into hers.
"Isabella… baby…" Quil moaned as he buried his face in her neck.
And then …he bit her.
Bella saw flashes of color swim across her vision as something akin to a blazing fire filled her body.
A vision was placed before her.
Quil naked as the day he was born, was dancing. He was covered in face paint and symbols she didn't understand.
Drums played in the background, as a blue, pink, orange, and red fire was between them.
Behind Quil was the biggest wolf she had ever seen. He was brown and had the most gorgeous green eyes.
"Isabella, my mate… come.." Quil gestured as he danced towards her.
Bella took his hand and realized she was naked as well.
And instead of one month pregnant, she was nine months.
She could feel her children kicking to the beat of the drums.
Quil took her face in his hands and said something in his native tongue.
And even though she cognitively had no clue what he was saying. She knew what he was saying to her spiritually.
I love you, my mate. My soul. My one and only. my chosen one.
…..
When Bella came to she was lying on the kitchen floor. Hot arms wrapped around her securely.
A groan made itself known next to her.
She maneuvered herself to turn over. When she did she gasped.
Quil was awake and staring at her.
"Isabella…"
"Quil.."
"did you have the same weird dream I had?" he questioned.
" I don't think it was a dream Q."
He reached out to touch her and Bella leaned into it.
"Q what happened? I remember kissing you and being incredibly turned on and then… then you bit me.."
Quil shivered as his eyes flashed green instead of yellow. He then rolled so that he was on top of her.
" That's right, I did bite you. Are you- are you ok?" he asked.
"Quil… I am more than okay. I can't explain this but I feel like I have this deeper connection with you and I don't know what it means. When you bit me, colors flashed before my eyes. and then I was in a vision. You were –"
"dancing naked to the sound of drums. " Quil finished for her.
"yes! that. Did you see it too?" she questioned.
Quil laughed.
"Baby I was in it. I was dancing in front of that fire and then I saw you. you were so freaking beautiful and you were so pregnant. 9 months and just glowing. I could hear our babies. They were kicking to the sound of the drum."
Bella laughed.
"yes, they were. So tell me Q. What does all this mean?"
Quil sighed.
"I need you to hear me when I tell you this honey. My instincts took over in that moment. I wasn't thinking. Do you understand?"
"ok. Just tell me Q. I don't like the suspense."
Quil closed his eyes and spoke.
" I marked you. normally, a marking happens between an imprinted couple, once they have reached the point of irrevocable trust. While we are not imprinted, we have a bond that goes beyond that. Our love started when we met. And I guess doing our hot little make-out session, something in us shifted. We both wanted each other and not just sexually. I wanted to be with you in every way. and I guess at that moment you felt the same. So with that in mind, I marked you. The marking connects us. we can feel each other when something's wrong, and it seals our relationship. It also makes you smell like me, not to mention you can't have kids with anyone else. just me."
"you keep telling me what this does for me. but what about you? how does this marking help you."
When Quil opened his eyes, they were full of tears.
"it dulls the imprint. My chest doesn't hurt as much. I can still feel the tug but if I had to rate it 1 out of ten, I would say a two. You have no idea what being connected to you does for me, baby girl."
Bella shivered as Quil's voice deepened and took on a husky undertone. And without warning, she crashed her lips to his.
Except this time, fire and desire pooled in her belly.
"Quil…Quil.. please… I need…" Bella couldn't form a coherent sentence. Her mind felt like it was underwater. All she wanted was to feel Quil's skin against hers.
Quil growled and his nostrils flared.
With a certain roughness that turned Bella on, Quil gripped her hips and pinned them down.
"oh no you don't little girl. Trust me you don't want to do this right now. Now I love you with everything I am, but this ain't the right way bells. Not like this. Not on your aunt and uncle's kitchen floor and definitely not on that creaky piece of metal you call a bed. I want to do this right, I want a place of our own where I can hear you call my name. a place our own where I can make to you the right way….as my wife."
Bella gasped and tried to sit up but Quil held her back.
"no, Q! You can't. We can't. I just got divorced, how would that look to everyone else."
"Baby who cares? This is about us, not anybody else. Do you not see a future with me? is that it? am I moving too fast for you? talk to me, little girl.."
Bella held her breath as Quil's eyes flashed from green to yellow, to brown.
"i…I'm scared. What if we break up? I thought my first marriage would work out and look where it got me. you keep saying you love me but why? How do I know that for sure? Edward said the same thing and burned my baby. I'm terrified that I am going to wake up one day and this will all be a dream. That being here with you isn't real."
She was sobbing now, not knowing how to express herself any other way. on top of the pregnancy hormones, it made her a ball of emotions.
Quil swallowed her sobs with a kiss. and as he deepened the kiss, he gently stroked his mark on her neck.
Instantly his mate's body relaxed in his arms, as he brushed her hair out of her face.
"Is Teenage Bells done holding on to her insecurities?" he asked.
"yes."
"Can I have adult Bella back now?"
"yes."
"good girl. Now can you listen and believe my every word."
"yes Q"
"good girl. Now hear me now cause I am only going to say it once. I love you, with everything I have in me. I love you because of who you are. We have a history together. You and I both come from broken homes and I won't promise you that our marriage will be perfect because no marriage is. But I will promise you that our marriage will be filled with love. It might be filled with arguments and irritation but at the end of each night you can assured that I don't regret a thing."
"And what about your imprint Q?"
" I'm working on it," he told her.
"Can I have some time? to you know think?"
"you take all the time you need. Do you want me to leave? It's getting late. I know your folks will be home soon."
"I'm actually pretty hungry."
Quil laughed.
"Well, let's go get you fed Mrs ateara."
"Quil I haven't said yes yet!"
" I know but you will and I'll be here waiting."
Bella laughed, as she punched him on the shoulder.
"well wait you will mister. Come tell me more about this marking."
Quil smiled.
He would wait a million years for this woman.