This chapter is pure smut. Beginning to end, nothing else.
If you want to skip it - well, that's up to you.
Leah/Bella/Paul.
Why? Because shit happens in life, and it's part of her learning process. Lol. Please enjoy - and review if you do. ;)
Nearly moaning over his words alone, Bella turned her head to see Leah's face. Leah's smile was soft, almost serene, as she and Paul gently guided Bella upright.
Leah moved with her, and Bella twisted around to press their lips together. The kiss was tender and sensual as Leah clutched the sides of Bella's top and lifted the thin material upward. Bella pulled away for Leah to guide it over her head and squeaked in surprise as Paul's lips immediately descended on her left nipple.
He chuckled against her breast as his warm hands slid up her sides and flicked her nipple with his tongue. The sensation sent a rush of desire straight to her sex, creating a slight throbbing between her legs. Paul closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. He exhaled with a moan that only enhanced the feeling before pulling away to kneel upright.
"Fuck, Bella, you smell so good," he said and chuckled. "God, I love it."
The cool breeze from her bedroom window rushed between them, and she shivered from the temperature change. Soft, warm hands slid around her ribs to cup her breasts, and she leaned against Leah's chest. Bella watched in fascinated silence as Paul reached over his head and removed his shirt in one swift movement.
Leah's chest rose behind her, pressing against her back as each took a deep breath and watched him toss his shirt to the floor. It was often easy to forget how physically attractive Paul was during his 'usual' behavior. But at that moment, his appeal was undeniable for either of them. Bella slowly appreciated his hard abdomen, unconsciously licking her lips. They made her feel the urge to bite, much like Leah's ass often did.
She blushed as her eyes finally met with his. He grinned down at them cockily before his focus returned to Bella's breasts in Leah's hands, watching her steadily stroking Bella's nipples with her thumbs. Bella shivered as she felt Leah's lips descend to her neck and trail kisses upward behind her ear.
Immediately, the sensations became all-encompassing, and Bella struggled not to arch into Leah's hands.
Bella reached behind her to tug at Leah's shirt, hoping Leah took the hint and removed hers, too. She immediately released Bella's breasts to obey. Paul backed off just enough to lower his mouth to Bella's right nipple, then circled it with his tongue. She could feel Leah lean away to remove her shirt, and the soft cotton brushed her back as Leah tossed it aside.
Paul gently guided Bella back with Leah, and she relaxed against Leah's chest. He held her gaze as he maneuvered her, and Bella fluidly complied with every subtle, wordless command. She had never seen him appear so focused or oddly 'in tune' with someone else's intentions than in that moment. Paul's dark eyes clouded with need as he looked both women over hungrily.
Had she been alone, Bella likely would have felt a little fear at that moment. It was already farther than she'd ever gone. The reassurance of Leah's presence and touch excited yet seemed to help ground Bella - a literal and metaphorical soft embrace to land in. Knowing she was there was making all the difference.
Paul crawled over them, straddling Bella's legs between Leah's while kissing Bella's lips, jaw, and neck before reaching past her to touch Leah's face. He hesitated, staring into Leah's eyes as if asking her permission, asking her what she wanted from him.
Bella watched as their lips met over her shoulder, tilting away to give them room. She felt encompassed in heat and smooth skin and mesmerized by the beauty of both, and it set every inch of her flesh aflame.
Bella twisted in their arms, causing them to break apart as Paul arched his back, allowing her to turn over. She wondered that Paul seemed to sense her physical intentions too, pressing his lips back to Leah's the second Bella had resettled against her. Bella slid her hands behind Leah's back to unhook her bra. She carefully guided it off of her before flinging the material away.
Paul and Leah both chuckled at her enthusiasm, only for Leah's laugh to cut short as Bella wrapped her lips around Leah's nipple. Unsure of herself, Bella mimicked Paul's earlier movements, gently suckling between swirling and then flicking it with her tongue. Leah arched into Bella's mouth as her eyes closed, and she whimpered. Bella moved with her, unintentionally pressing her ass against Paul's groin. She hummed around Leah's nipple as Paul's hardened member ground against her through his shorts.
Both of their responding moans made Bella feel empowered and needy, wanting but also enjoying learning that she could elicit the same excitement and desire that she felt just simply lying between them. They weren't holding her off or attempting to discourage her explorations, and it felt like a balm to her rejected inner self - the irreparably damaged inner self that Edward and even Jacob had pushed away.
Her senses blurred as they progressed, filling her with a lusty haze as Paul's hands began roaming them both. When he reached for Bella's skirt, she lifted her ass with her knees just slightly and tried to keep her focus on tasting and touching Leah everywhere she could. Paul eventually kneeled upright to remove her skirt, and she leaned forward, pulling Leah into a deep kiss. Her mind spun as their tongues caressed, and Paul's big, feverish hands guided Bella to lift each leg as he removed her skirt and panties. She heard the heavy plaid material hit the floor as something warm and wet suddenly stroked the entire length of her slit.
Bella's body tensed as she broke apart from Leah's kiss with a gasp. Paul chuckled as he pressed a feather-light kiss to her ass cheek.
Instinctively, Bella gushed, "Paul, I told you. You gotta warn a person!"
Leah giggled up at her, looking just as dazed as Bella felt as Paul began trailing kisses over her ass and then up the length of Bella's spine. She arched toward him, anticipating each caress of his lips. Paul wrapped his arms around her torso and pulled her into a kneeling position. He buried his face against her neck as her back pressed against his chest. One hand traveled up to cup her breast as his other slid down her abdomen toward the soft folds between her legs. She shuddered as he began stroking her with his fingers, slowly sweeping lower with every pass. He lightly pinched her clit, and she jolted, rolling her hips toward his hand. He tightened his hold around her torso to keep her in place.
Leah watched them intently as she caressed her own breasts, pinching and tugging at her nipples. Bella's breath hitched as Leah slid one hand into her tight shorts and moaned deeply. Paul moaned against the bare flesh of Bella's shoulder in response.
The sight of her splayed before them, touching herself under the denim as they stared, mixed with Paul's machinations, quickly sent a flood of heat and pressure through Bella, causing her legs to tremble as her breath hitched. She closed her eyes and cried out, shuddering through an orgasm. Bella clung tight to his thighs, riding out the waves of sensations as he continued, only slowing his movements when Bella tried to move her oversensitive sex away from his hand.
"Oh, my god," she stuttered, panting as Paul chuckled against her neck.
He delved lower, moaning as his fingers slid across the fresh slickness between her thighs. "Mmm, you're so wet, little duck."
Paul pressed one finger into her opening as heat flooded her face, neck, and chest. He pushed, bending her forward with his chest, and removed his hand to change position before reaching for her from behind. As he gently slid two fingers inside her, Bella hissed. There was some pressure but no pain, and her walls instinctively fluttered around them.
Into her ear, he whispered, "Why don't you help Leah finish undressing, Bella? You can kiss so much more of her with those shorts off."
She moaned as he let her go, allowing her to fall forward over Leah. Bella crawled forward to kiss Leah again, only for Paul to drag her back to him with a slight growl, making both women giggle. The bed shifted under his weight as he stood to remove the rest of his clothing, and Bella watched him in her peripheral as she unbuttoned and tugged at Leah's shorts.
Recalling the sight of Leah hopping in place to pull them over her hips made Bella chuckle despite the renewed arousal that coursed through her limbs.
As though reading her thoughts, Leah said, "You're thinking about me trying to pull these on, aren't you?"
Bella froze from the surprise of being so easily caught but chuckled as Leah swung her leg over Bella to stand and push them down herself.
Paul's mouth dropped open as he watched Leah turn her back to them and slowly expose her black thong. "Shit, Clearwater. I always knew you had a great ass, but I never tried to get a closer look because of-"
Leah cut him off as she threatened, "You say that name even once, and I'll put this great ass away. Got it ?"
Paul smirked. "Yes, Mami."
"And if you tell anyone about tonight, I will hunt you down personally and cut your dick off."
Paul grinned and wagged his eyebrows at her. Ruefully, she smiled back.
Bella giggled at them but immediately stilled as Leah let her thong fall to the floor and slowly turned to face them. Bella was at a loss for words, sitting utterly still as she examined Leah. Her sight trailed down Leah's long neck to her full breasts and dark, pert nipples. Her waist and abdomen were flat and toned, though not as defined as Paul's.
Bella glanced between them and gasped at the comparison. While both had thick muscular thighs and very little body hair, the most pronounced difference between them was Leah's soft, inviting curves - and Paul's suddenly very intimidating fifth appendage that was more than raring to go.
Bella sunk back on her heels, oblivious to her equal nudity as heat flushed her skin, and she struggled to take a breath. She wasn't sure how long she stared at them half-frozen, but Paul's voice made her blink as he said, "Yep. She's panicking."
"Shit," Leah said as they both rushed to Bella's side.
Leah shooed Paul back as she pulled Bella into her arms. It seemed to break through Bella's stupor. Panting, she chuckled at Paul's frustrated expression while snuggling into Leah.
Leah asked, "Bells, are you okay?"
"Just trying to figure out how a toddler's arm is supposed to fit in my vagina," she admitted, instantly bringing tears of laughter to Leah's eyes as she cackled.
Paul looked shocked, but that quickly faded as he laughed. "I was not expecting that comment."
Bella glanced down at his now thankfully somewhat flaccid penis and said, "I was not expecting that, either. It did not feel that big with your shorts on, buddy. I'm just saying."
After their laughter slowed, Leah glanced between Paul and Bella suspiciously. "Paul? How did you know she was panicking so fast? I thought she was going to faint for a second. I spend way more time with her than you, and I've never seen her do that before."
Bella turned to look at Paul, and he smiled. "Quil told Embry about you fainting on him twice after panicking. He said, your skin flushed, but your face turned white, and you froze like you couldn't breathe."
Bella nodded. "After we got off the phone, huh? So that was super fresh on your mind?"
"Pretty much," he said and laughed. He brushed the loose curls away from Bella's face before tenderly tracing her jaw with his fingers. His tone softened as he asked, "Do you still want to do this? I won't hold it against you if you don't, you know? I already told you how I roll, Ducky. The choice is yours."
Bella sighed as she looked at Leah, who merely nodded in agreement. Instead of forcing Bella to answer, Leah tentatively leaned in to brush her lips against Bella's. Somehow, Bella knew it was Leah's way of saying she wasn't going anywhere, despite whether they continued.
Emboldened by Leah's reassurance, Bella teased, "I'm still concerned about the size of things."
"I happen to be pretty average," Paul said. He leaned down to flick her earlobe with his tongue, and in a husky, well-practiced tone, he whispered, "And you enjoyed having your wet pussy touched. Didn't you, Little Duck?"
Leah pressed her lips together to keep from smiling, amused by the instant blush that flooded Bella's face and chest. Bella squeaked as Paul reached behind her and forced his hand between her ass and ankles, swiping his middle finger upward into her folds. Bella's eyes closed at the sensation. She instinctively rose on her knees just slightly to give him more space.
Paul moaned as he delved deeper, sliding his finger inside her. His other hand cupped her face as he guided her lips to meet his for a kiss. Bella lifted herself higher as she turned into the kiss, whimpering into his mouth with every slow, steady slide of his hand.
Paul pulled away as Leah's arm slid between them, her warm, full lips taking his place. Bella groaned at the emptiness between her legs as he removed his hand to guide her onto her knees. Leah turned to spread her legs, never breaking their kiss as Bella crawled between them.
Bella's hand trembled as it slid over Leah's stomach toward her breast. She was still so very uncertain of what to do. Paul's hot mouth left wet, opened-mouthed kisses down her back toward her ass. Bella pulled one of Leah's breasts into her mouth just as Paul grabbed her hips to guide her further back. He chuckled as he watched her trail kisses between Leah's breasts and toward her belly button, but Bella barely heard him over the rush of blood in her ears. Her limbs trembled as Leah and Paul both stroked wherever their hands could reach her.
Bella gasped as, once again, Paul's tongue swiped against her slit from behind. This time, instead of teasing, he guided her legs further apart and lifted her to bury his face between them. His tongue delved inside her as he tilted his hand to work her clit with his thumb. Bella tilted her pelvis to give him better access, instinctively grinding on his face. He turned onto his side, stretching one arm between her legs and straight toward Leah's sex. Bella wasn't sure how he focused on them both when she could barely concentrate on anything except the sensation between her legs.
Leah's voice was thick with need after a few skillful strokes as she muttered, "Oh, fuck." The sound was like a pulse through Bella's body, one she desperately wanted to feel again. She moved closer, stopping Paul's hand to guide it lower. Leah lifted her hips to align with his fingers as they slipped inside her, and Bella slowly lowered her head between Leah's legs. She hesitated, unsure of herself. She turned her head to kiss the inside of Leah's thigh.
Leah stared down her body toward Bella from under her thick lashes, panting as Bella trailed kisses toward the glistening flesh at her center. When Bella's tongue finally swept along Leah's folds, Leah's mouth fell open with a guttural moan.
Simultaneously, Bella was having difficulty not squirming against Paul's face as the pressure in her lower belly continued to build, drawing her closer to the same magnificent peak. She was almost relieved when he suddenly pulled away from them both, allowing her the freedom to press Leah's folds further apart and wrap her lips around her clit.
Leah gasped as she arched back and undulated her hips toward Bella's face while her hand clutched at a fist full of Bella's curls. For the second time, Bella felt strangely empowered as she tried to mimic what Paul had done to her and smiled against Leah's sex as she enthusiastically responded.
"That's so fucking hot," Paul said and chuckled as he repositioned himself behind Bella. She sucked in a sharp breath as he pressed the head of his cock against her sex. He began a slow, smooth rhythm, rubbing his length against her without entering her, allowing her to still focus on her mouth and the whimpers pouring from Leah's lips. Soon, Bella could feel Leah's legs shaking, her thighs clenching as her hand tightened in Bella's hair.
Paul moaned at the sight, appreciating the show below him. He pressed his long upper torso against Bella's back and kissed her neck. "She's so fucking close, Ducky. Look at her face."
Bella looked up, her eyes instantly locking on Leah's as she clamped her lips around Leah's clit and sucked hard. Leah's entire body tensed as she let go of Bella's hair to brace herself on her elbows, and her head fell back. Leah's mouth gaped open in a silent scream, her full breasts pushed outward as she arched her back and shuddered. Bella watched her in fascinated silence, satisfied with her success as Leah's slickness coated Bella's lips and chin.
Leah looked back toward Bella in stunned silence as Bella pulled away. Suddenly, Paul's hand wrapped around the front of Bella's throat, and he tilted her head back to lick Leah's juices from her chin. Something about the animalistic gesture, the ease of his firm yet gentle grip, washed away any further distractions. Bella twisted over to kiss him back.
Paul lifted her with one arm around her torso, repositioning her where they'd begun, with Leah's arms wrapping around her waist from behind. Leah pressed soft, slow kisses to Bella's neck and shoulder as Paul positioned himself against her opening. She tensed as he pushed into her and pulled away from his mouth with a hiss.
Leah's touch immediately helped ground Bella as her lips moved to the back of Bella's neck, and her hands continuously stroked Bella's sides and breasts. "You're okay, Bella. And thank you, by the way." Bella chuckled as she felt Leah's smile against her neck.
Paul moved in to kiss her as he slid one hand down to grip her ass, lifting her leg somewhat. Bella gasped into his mouth as he pushed deeper, feeling a slight sting mixed with a lot of mind-numbing bliss.
He pulled away from her lips but then tenderly kissed her forehead. Bella opened her eyes to see him looking almost proud. At first, she thought it was for his own success. He wasn't totally inside her yet, but he was the first, nonetheless. It was just what he wanted.
It surprised her when, instead, he said, "You're a quick learner, Little Duck. You did such a good job making Leah happy." Something about the praise thrilled her to her toes.
He lowered his face to kiss her collarbone. Leah's mouth was still teasing the back of her neck and opposite shoulder, and almost every inch of Bella's body touched one or both. She had even made Leah come on her first try. It was a heady blend of sensations to take in. No pun intended.
Paul stopped kissing her to coo, "You're so sweet, Bella. So fucking sexy. And you made Leah feel so good. Will you help make me feel good, too?" He nipped lightly at the skin above her collarbone, and a fresh wave of desire flooded her. It flooded Paul, too, as he finally sunk to the hilt.
Bella cried out, part pleasure, part discomfort, and Paul stilled despite the growl that rumbled through his chest. Once the pressure eased, she twisted her head back to kiss Leah.
As Leah slid her tongue along Bella's, Paul moved. His strokes were shallow and slow to start, but it didn't take long for either to need much more. Too soon, Bella was out of breath and stopped kissing Leah to turn toward him.
Immediately, Paul's lips were on hers as he picked up his pace. Bella held onto him tighter, digging her fingertips into his upper back as she struggled to get closer. Her mouth moved with his automatically, their hips in perfect sync.
Paul seemed reluctant to stop kissing her and groaned before pulling away from her lips to kneel. He gripped her hips, forcing them to still as he lifted her lower body and then braced her with his arms. The change in sensation made her eyes roll back, and she cursed.
Paul chuckled, and it vibrated through him and into her, nearly shoving her off the edge. Nothing she muttered after that was coherent, a mixture of pleasured cries, pleas, and curse words. Bella reached up to wrap her arms around Leah's neck, hoping to ground herself again somehow. She felt as though her entire body was coming apart, floating aimlessly under his steady rhythm.
It surprised her as Leah's legs slid under Bella's lower back to support her ass. Propped higher on Leah's bent knees, the sensation changed again.
"Oh, fuck. That's it, Ducky," Paul groaned as his eyes squeezed shut.
Bella's muscles clenched and ached with the building tension as he began circling her clit with his thumb, and Bella teetered over the edge. Her walls clamped down on Paul with her climax, nearly stopping his momentum as they both yelled to the rafters. He thrust into her hard a few times as her muscles fluttered around him through the tail end of her orgasm, only to be triggered again as she felt him stiffen above her. He pulsed inside her with his release, the combination of contracting muscle sending tiny aftershocks through them both.
Her walls continued to throb around him a minute later, clenching as if reluctant to let go. Paul slowly pulled out, timing his movement with the spasms. He immediately collapsed on the bed beside them, panting as he chuckled. Leah slowly lowered her knees, allowing Bella to get more comfortable between her legs. Leah continued placing tender kisses along Bella's neck and shoulder while Bella lay still, trying to catch her breath.
Paul cupped Bella's face from where he lay beside them, urging her to look at him. "You did so good, Ducky. You took that shit like a champ."
Bella giggled. She couldn't help it. Leah sighed as Bella rolled over and laid her head on Leah's stomach. Exhausted, she swiftly drifted off to sleep.