Breathe In Union
by Laura Spudzmom
Chapter 06
~ Jambi ~
Prayed like a martyr dusk to dawn.
Begged like a hooker all night long.
Tempted the devil with my song.
And got what I wanted all along.
~o0o~
Bella sat on her bed staring at the pages of the book in her hand; the book she'd been trying to read for the past hour without success.
She was worried. It had been a week since her date with Paul. A week since he'd gotten sick so suddenly and his Aunt had refused to let her see him. She hadn't even been able to talk to him on the phone the two times she'd called. She'd talked to Rudy though and he'd assured her Paul was getting better by the day and that reassurance was the only thing that kept her from going over there and demanding to see him.
Still, she couldn't help but wonder why, if he was getting better, he hadn't at least called.
She sighed and tossed her book on her nightstand. She had to do something to distract herself, otherwise her thoughts were going to drive her insane.
Rising from her bed, she slipped on some shoes, grabbed her bag and left her room. Just as she descended the stairs, the doorbell rang and her heart lurched as she hurried down the rest of the stairs.
"Sure Paul," she heard Renee say just as she stepped off the bottom stair. "Let me get her for you."
Bella raced around the corner and into the entry way to see the one she'd been so worried about, so scared for, standing there and tears filled her eyes as she launched herself at him.
"Whoa Shorty!" he said as his arms wrapped her in a tight embrace. He buried his face in her fragrant hair as she cried silently against his chest. "I missed you too, B, so much," he murmured.
"Don't you ever do that to me again." She sobbed.
His heart squeezed when he heard the pain in her voice, and he rocked her side to side. "I'm sorry Shorty, but I was sick."
She finally backed away to look at him and she cupped his face as she studied him for a moment. "You're still hot."
He grinned. "I know," he said with his usual arrogance and she rolled her eyes as she sniffled.
"You know what I mean."
He nodded. "Yeah. I gotta admit I still feel bad and achy, but not as bad as I did. It comes in waves, ya know? But right now, it's tolerable and I had to see you, so Rudy loaned me his car and I snuck out." He ran a hand through his hair as Bella grabbed his hand and led him toward the stairs. "My Aunt's been like some kind of jailer and I'm sick of it, but up until today I felt too shitty to do anything about it."
They climbed the stairs and went into her room. She tossed her bag on the desk and closed the door. "Were you going somewhere?" he asked, gesturing to her bag and she nodded.
"Yeah, I was going to see you even if I had to climb through the damn window to do it. I was getting tired of waiting and wondering." She stepped between his knees as he sat on the side of her bed and he draped his arms around her waist.
She caressed his face and ran her fingers through his hair. "You still feel feverish though. Have you been to see a doctor?"
He rolled his eyes. "Nah, don't need one. I'll be fine."
She frowned at that and he cupped her face. "Hey, don't worry okay? Let's just enjoy being in the moment, all right?" He leaned his head against her chest and closed his eyes. "I feel better just being with you; touching you. God, I can't believe how much I missed you…" He drew back and met her eyes. "How did this happen Shorty? I need you… I—I feel like I love you," he murmured looking lost and unsure. "But it's too soon for that, right?"
She drew him close to her breast and tucked her face against his neck as she answered. "I don't know if it is Paul," she whispered. "But I feel the same way."
His arms tightened around her and they just held each other for a while.
After a few minutes, he kicked off his shoes and scooted back on her bed as he pulled her into his lap. "What are we gonna do if you get bad again Paul?" she questioned. "I don't want to be separated from you again. I almost went crazy over this past week."
"We'll figure something out B. I'm not gonna let anyone keep us apart, I promise you, no matter how shitty I feel. I'm an adult and you will be soon, so they can just kiss our asses."
She laughed lightly and he looked at her with a smirk. "I'm serious Shorty. Legally, they might be able to keep us apart until September, and that would be hell, but we could survive it. After that, anyone who tries can fuck right off."
"Right," she said with a wide smile as she stared into his eyes. "They can fuck right off."
A knock on the door broke the peace of the moment and Bella called out, "Yeah?"
"Bella, Phil and I have to go to a barbecue one of his team mates is throwing. I'd ask if you want to come but…"
"You're right mom, I'm gonna stay here with Paul. Have fun though!"
"Okay baby, just… you know, be safe you two!"
Paul snickered and Bella rolled her eyes. "Got it Renee! Thanks!"
They listened as the sound of Renee's steps faded before they both laughed. "Wonder what she meant?" Paul asked with a smirk.
Bella smacked his arm and leaned against him. "Gee, I don't know." She turned and straddled him with a smirk of her own. "One thing I do know." She leaned forward and kissed him.
When she drew back, he asked, "What's that?" And the sparkle of mischief in her eyes had him wondering.
"Well," she said as she ran her hands over his chest. "We can't be safe if there's nothing to be safe about, right?" She met his eyes and he smiled.
"Are you saying what I think you're saying B?" he asked as he tucked some hair behind her ear.
"Yeah," she whispered as she leaned forward and kissed him. She opened to him and his tongue dipped into her mouth to taste and play as he gripped her hips and pulled her close.
She played with his hair and moaned into the kiss when his hardness brushed her center. After a moment, he eased and broke the kiss and sat back as their eyes met. "Are you really sure Bella? Because your first time…" He groaned and ran a hand through his hair. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but maybe you should wait until… you know, you're really sure—I mean, no doubts at all, ya know?" He cupped her face. "Because baby, I don't want it to be something you ever regret. Not ever. You mean too much to me Bella."
Her eyes pricked with tears as she studied his earnest expression. "Paul, you've come to mean everything to me. And yeah, it seems soon, but it feels right—in my heart, in my soul—it feels right with you. I want you to be my first, and I pray with all that I am, you will be my only."
She watched as what she said sank in and her heart swelled as a tear traced down his cheek before he pulled her close against him. "I won't make you regret it Bella. I'll try to be the man you see in me, I swear."
Bella slid from his lap and stood. She reached for his hand and urged him to stand with her where they took their time undressing between kisses and tender touches.
When they were bare, Paul lifted her in his arms and she yelped with a laugh as he laid her in the center of her bed.
She ran her hands over his shoulders and chest and met his eyes. "Damn, you're beautiful," she said as her eyes traced the muscled contours of his body.
He smirked. "You know, you're always using girly terms to describe me—sweet, beautiful—should I be insulted?" Her eyes widened and he covered her body fully with his as he growled out, "Or should I just prove to you that I'm as far from girly as one can get?" He circled her nipple with his tongue and sucked it in deeply and she moaned and arched against him.
"Oh god yes," she said as she buried her hands in his hair. "I think I like this 'proving it' business. She looked down to see him smirking against the wet skin of her breast as he looked up at her through inky lashes and she wrapped a leg over his hip. "Please continue," she said breathily.
Leaning forward, he sucked gently at her bottom lip before deepening the kiss. His hips settled fully in to the cradle of her thighs where he ground himself against her as she wrapped herself around him with a low moan.
When the kiss broke for breath, he trailed his lips down to her neck where he sucked and nibbled. "God, your scent… it's driving me crazy," he murmured against her moist skin. "I have to taste you."
With that, he trailed kisses down to her chest where he sucked on her nipple, swirling his tongue over and around it before moving down further still to circle and swirl his hot tongue into her belly button.
When he moved down further still, she tensed and closed her legs. "Paul?" She stared down at him with wide eyes.
He looked up at her as his hands gently urged her thighs apart. "It'll be so good B," he said lowly. "I promise you'll like it and I need…" His nostrils flared as he breathed in and she swore she saw hints of an amber glow in his eyes. "…I need this Bella. Just trust me, okay?"
She nodded and relaxed her legs. "I trust you."
He began kissing just inside her knee then, slowly making his way down to her center. When he got there, he nudged at her glistening curls with his nose as he breathed deeply and she could have sworn he… growled. Before she could think too much on that, her eyes closed and she arched as she felt his velvet, hot tongue lick slowly up through her folds where he paused to circle and suck at her clit.
Heaven, oh god, she was sure this was a little piece of heaven and she buried her hands in his hair as her legs dropped fully open.
"Sweet… so sweet," he whispered before sucking in her little bud again as he slid two long fingers into her tight heat.
She gasped at the feeling as her hips tilted into his talented mouth. "Oh god, Paullll," she groaned as he curled those fingers to stroke inside her. "Please…" she begged as she felt heat and tension and some other unnamed sensation build within as he relentlessly sucked and stroked her. "Please… I need… I need…"
He growled again and nipped gently at her clit as he curled his fingers and massaged that special spot deep inside her. "Come for me Bella," he demanded as he flattened his tongue against her bud and she arched and screamed as she spiraled out into bliss.
He smiled and continued to stroke inside her fluttering walls, milking her orgasm through wave after wave until she collapsed bonelessly onto her pillows, her chest heaving as she tried to slow her heart.
As she lay there, he prowled up her body where she pulled him into a kiss, moaning as she tasted herself mingled with the unique taste of Paul.
He drew away from her amidst protests and she watched as he reached for his pants. "What…" she began to question but trailed off as he held up a condom. "Be safe, remember?" he said with a smirk as he opened it and rolled it on.
She blushed as she watched and he leaned forward and kissed her. "Are you sure about this Bella?" he asked as he settled over her.
"Yes," she said as she stared into his eyes and wrapped her legs around him.
Reaching up, she circled her arms around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss as he positioned himself at her entrance. He pushed in slowly, and when he was a little way in, he surged forward, seating himself fully.
"Shh," he whispered as he kissed away her tears. "Hard parts over."
She nodded and turned her head to kiss him, seeking comfort from the softness and heat of his lips against hers as her fingers tangled into the hair on the nape of his neck. "It's okay now," she whispered against his lips. "I'm okay…" and she gasped as he began slowly thrusting.
He kissed her neck and looked into her eyes as his thrusts strengthened. "Still okay?"
She panted against his lips as she nodded. "Yeah… oh god… more than okay," she said as she arched up to meet him. "You feel… Oh… so good."
He held her close and changed the angle of his thrusts and she cried out when he stroked against that spot inside her. "God Bella… so tight… you feel so fucking good…" he panted out against the skin of her neck.
"More Paul…" she pleaded. "Need more…" and he growled in response as he pulled out and gently turned her over.
"Get up on your knees Bella." He grabbed her hands and placed them at the top of the headboard as he kissed her bared neck. "Don't let go," he commanded in a voice that raised goosebumps over her body.
She looked back over her shoulder just as he gripped her hips and entered her and she cried out as each stroke he gave her now jolted her body. "Oh god!" she yelled as she threw her head back and began pushing back into him. This was beyond anything she'd ever imagined and she could feel that now familiar tightening building at her core as he panted and his lip curled up in a silent snarl with his efforts.
She moaned and looked back at him and couldn't help but think this was the most beautiful he'd ever been to her.
A light sheen of sweat highlighted his lithe muscles as his raven black hair fell into his eyes; eyes that now unmistakably glowed with an amber light.
His pillow-soft lips parted as his breath came in fevered pants and his top lip drew up in a silent snarl; he looked beautiful, wild, feral, and she lost herself to him as she shattered with a toss of her head and a scream of his name.
He growled as she tightened around him and he thrust through the pulsing waves of her orgasm, their sounds of exertion and euphoria mingling as he chased his own completion.
Her knuckles were white with her grip on the bed as he continued to stroke into her, his thrusts firm and erratic as he finally gave himself over and came with a shout. He fell forward, his hands gripping the bed on either side of her as his hot breath tickled the hair around her ear.
"Bella?" he questioned, his voice low with concern. "I didn't hurt you did I?"
She lifted her head to look at him as a smile curved her lips and she kissed him. "No," she said as she drew away to see him. "You didn't hurt me."
"Good," he murmured with a kiss to her neck as he withdrew from her. "Be right back," he said as he got up and went into the bathroom. When he came back, he slipped his boxers on, laid down with her and pulled her close.
She turned on her side and trailed her fingers over his bare chest. "You know," she said quietly. "I'd always heard not to expect much out of my first time; well with the exception of pain, that is. But what we just did…" She met his eyes with a smile. "That was pretty amazing."
He smiled and kissed her forehead as his fingers caressed her cheek. "I can honestly say I've never experienced anything like what we just shared Bella. Never. I can't explain it, but it was special."
She grinned. "Yeah?"
He kissed her. "Yeah."
She curled her leg over his and snuggled into his side and they simply laid there together for a while. It was so comfortable, they were both almost asleep when the doorbell rang, startling them both.
His brow pinched as he looked at her. "You expecting someone?"
She shook her head as she rose from the bed and began dressing hurriedly. "No. It's probably one of my mom's friends though. I'll be right back."
When she left the room, Paul got up and got dressed. As he sat back down, Bella peeked her head in. "Paul, there are some people here for you. They're waiting in the living room."
"For me," he asked, looking surprised. "Did they say who they are?"
She stepped in and closed the door. "There's a lady named Sue Clearwater and some other really big guy, I didn't catch his name. She says she's a P.A. and she's here to make sure you're okay."
"Shit," he mumbled as he ran a hand through his hair. He stood and grumbled all the way down stairs; "This is bullshit. Why would my mother send someone all the way from the rez to see me? It's ridiculous…"
When he walked into the living room, Bella noticed how he eyed the big guy warily before turning his attention to the lady. "Sue, what's going on?"
She smiled. "Well, your mother was worried about you so she asked me to come and check you over; make sure it's nothing serious." She gestured to the couch. "Why don't you have a seat and I'll get started," she said as she opened her bag.
He scowled. "This isn't necessary. I'll be fine," he grumbled and she shot him a look.
"Come on Paul, humor me and in turn your mother. If you're truly fine, no harm no foul and if you're not, then we treat you and you get better." She pointed toward the couch and he sat.
"Fine, get it over with. I can't believe you showed up here though. I mean what the hell?"
She shushed him as she listened to his heart and lungs. After all the usual checks involved in a very basic exam, she took out a small bottle and a syringe from her bag.
"What the hell is that?" he questioned.
She smiled as she drew a dose into the syringe. "It's just a nutrient shot. Nothing to be concerned over."
She pushed up his sleeve and wiped the muscle with an alcohol wipe before injecting him.
He pulled down his sleeve and looked at her as she repacked her bag. "So, that's it then?" he asked and Sue nodded but Bella became alarmed as he swayed where he sat.
"What's wrong with him?!" she demanded as he slowly sagged onto the couch.
Sue looked at her as the big guy came forward and scooped up an unconscious Paul like he weighed nothing. "He's fine dear. We're just going to take him home now so he can recover fully. You don't have to worry. What he has isn't contagious. Thank you for allowing us into your home."
"Wait!" Bella yelled. "When will I be able to see him again? When can I talk to him?"
Sue turned to her as the big guy continued on out to a van where he placed Paul across a seat in the back. "Give him a couple of days at least, then you can call him, all right? He'll be fine though. Don't worry. We'll take good care of him."
She walked away and got into the van where the big guy was already behind the wheel, waiting.
Bella watched as they drove off, feeling shocked and lost. 'What the hell just happened?' she thought as she turned back to her house. She needed answers.
Rushing upstairs, she grabbed her phone from her bag and dialed Rudy.
"Yo, this is Rudy."
"Rudy! This is Bella. Look, some lady named Sue from La Push just showed up, gave Paul a quick medical exam, shot him with something that knocked him out and took him away! What the fuck is going on Rudy?!"
"Whoa, whoa, what?!"
"Oh god, you mean you don't know?"
She heard him sigh. "Hang on B, let me talk to my mom."
She heard muffled speaking in the background and he came back on a minute later. "Apparently, my mother knows all about it B. His mom called Sue and asked her to come here and check him out. Now, why they knocked him out and took him, I don't know and I was told in no uncertain terms that it was none of my business. I'm sorry."
Bella's heart was racing. "Jesus Rudy—well, where are they taking him? Your house?"
"I don't know that either B. Mom's being pretty closed mouthed on this."
"Oh my god… this is like a fucking nightmare," she murmured.
"I'm sorry B," he said. "I wish I could tell you more, but just know that they aren't out to hurt him, okay. I do know that much."
Bella sighed as she sagged onto the couch. "What about your car? It's still in my driveway."
"Shit, yeah, I'm gonna need to get that. I'll get a ride over and pick it up."
"Bring an extra key," she mumbled absently. "I'm pretty sure the one Paul had was still in his pocket."
"Okay Bella. I'll see you in a bit. And hey, don't freak…"
"Yeah," she grumbled. "I've heard it a million times now Rudy… he'll be fine."
"Yeah," he said sounding apologetic. "Later B."
She ended the call and stared into nothing as her mind raced. 'What now, Bella?' she thought.
What now, indeed.
~ Jambi ~
Prayed like a martyr dusk to dawn.
Begged like a hooker all night long.
Tempted the devil with my song.
And got what I wanted all along.
~o0o~
Bella sat on her bed staring at the pages of the book in her hand; the book she'd been trying to read for the past hour without success.
She was worried. It had been a week since her date with Paul. A week since he'd gotten sick so suddenly and his Aunt had refused to let her see him. She hadn't even been able to talk to him on the phone the two times she'd called. She'd talked to Rudy though and he'd assured her Paul was getting better by the day and that reassurance was the only thing that kept her from going over there and demanding to see him.
Still, she couldn't help but wonder why, if he was getting better, he hadn't at least called.
She sighed and tossed her book on her nightstand. She had to do something to distract herself, otherwise her thoughts were going to drive her insane.
Rising from her bed, she slipped on some shoes, grabbed her bag and left her room. Just as she descended the stairs, the doorbell rang and her heart lurched as she hurried down the rest of the stairs.
"Sure Paul," she heard Renee say just as she stepped off the bottom stair. "Let me get her for you."
Bella raced around the corner and into the entry way to see the one she'd been so worried about, so scared for, standing there and tears filled her eyes as she launched herself at him.
"Whoa Shorty!" he said as his arms wrapped her in a tight embrace. He buried his face in her fragrant hair as she cried silently against his chest. "I missed you too, B, so much," he murmured.
"Don't you ever do that to me again." She sobbed.
His heart squeezed when he heard the pain in her voice, and he rocked her side to side. "I'm sorry Shorty, but I was sick."
She finally backed away to look at him and she cupped his face as she studied him for a moment. "You're still hot."
He grinned. "I know," he said with his usual arrogance and she rolled her eyes as she sniffled.
"You know what I mean."
He nodded. "Yeah. I gotta admit I still feel bad and achy, but not as bad as I did. It comes in waves, ya know? But right now, it's tolerable and I had to see you, so Rudy loaned me his car and I snuck out." He ran a hand through his hair as Bella grabbed his hand and led him toward the stairs. "My Aunt's been like some kind of jailer and I'm sick of it, but up until today I felt too shitty to do anything about it."
They climbed the stairs and went into her room. She tossed her bag on the desk and closed the door. "Were you going somewhere?" he asked, gesturing to her bag and she nodded.
"Yeah, I was going to see you even if I had to climb through the damn window to do it. I was getting tired of waiting and wondering." She stepped between his knees as he sat on the side of her bed and he draped his arms around her waist.
She caressed his face and ran her fingers through his hair. "You still feel feverish though. Have you been to see a doctor?"
He rolled his eyes. "Nah, don't need one. I'll be fine."
She frowned at that and he cupped her face. "Hey, don't worry okay? Let's just enjoy being in the moment, all right?" He leaned his head against her chest and closed his eyes. "I feel better just being with you; touching you. God, I can't believe how much I missed you…" He drew back and met her eyes. "How did this happen Shorty? I need you… I—I feel like I love you," he murmured looking lost and unsure. "But it's too soon for that, right?"
She drew him close to her breast and tucked her face against his neck as she answered. "I don't know if it is Paul," she whispered. "But I feel the same way."
His arms tightened around her and they just held each other for a while.
After a few minutes, he kicked off his shoes and scooted back on her bed as he pulled her into his lap. "What are we gonna do if you get bad again Paul?" she questioned. "I don't want to be separated from you again. I almost went crazy over this past week."
"We'll figure something out B. I'm not gonna let anyone keep us apart, I promise you, no matter how shitty I feel. I'm an adult and you will be soon, so they can just kiss our asses."
She laughed lightly and he looked at her with a smirk. "I'm serious Shorty. Legally, they might be able to keep us apart until September, and that would be hell, but we could survive it. After that, anyone who tries can fuck right off."
"Right," she said with a wide smile as she stared into his eyes. "They can fuck right off."
A knock on the door broke the peace of the moment and Bella called out, "Yeah?"
"Bella, Phil and I have to go to a barbecue one of his team mates is throwing. I'd ask if you want to come but…"
"You're right mom, I'm gonna stay here with Paul. Have fun though!"
"Okay baby, just… you know, be safe you two!"
Paul snickered and Bella rolled her eyes. "Got it Renee! Thanks!"
They listened as the sound of Renee's steps faded before they both laughed. "Wonder what she meant?" Paul asked with a smirk.
Bella smacked his arm and leaned against him. "Gee, I don't know." She turned and straddled him with a smirk of her own. "One thing I do know." She leaned forward and kissed him.
When she drew back, he asked, "What's that?" And the sparkle of mischief in her eyes had him wondering.
"Well," she said as she ran her hands over his chest. "We can't be safe if there's nothing to be safe about, right?" She met his eyes and he smiled.
"Are you saying what I think you're saying B?" he asked as he tucked some hair behind her ear.
"Yeah," she whispered as she leaned forward and kissed him. She opened to him and his tongue dipped into her mouth to taste and play as he gripped her hips and pulled her close.
She played with his hair and moaned into the kiss when his hardness brushed her center. After a moment, he eased and broke the kiss and sat back as their eyes met. "Are you really sure Bella? Because your first time…" He groaned and ran a hand through his hair. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but maybe you should wait until… you know, you're really sure—I mean, no doubts at all, ya know?" He cupped her face. "Because baby, I don't want it to be something you ever regret. Not ever. You mean too much to me Bella."
Her eyes pricked with tears as she studied his earnest expression. "Paul, you've come to mean everything to me. And yeah, it seems soon, but it feels right—in my heart, in my soul—it feels right with you. I want you to be my first, and I pray with all that I am, you will be my only."
She watched as what she said sank in and her heart swelled as a tear traced down his cheek before he pulled her close against him. "I won't make you regret it Bella. I'll try to be the man you see in me, I swear."
Bella slid from his lap and stood. She reached for his hand and urged him to stand with her where they took their time undressing between kisses and tender touches.
When they were bare, Paul lifted her in his arms and she yelped with a laugh as he laid her in the center of her bed.
She ran her hands over his shoulders and chest and met his eyes. "Damn, you're beautiful," she said as her eyes traced the muscled contours of his body.
He smirked. "You know, you're always using girly terms to describe me—sweet, beautiful—should I be insulted?" Her eyes widened and he covered her body fully with his as he growled out, "Or should I just prove to you that I'm as far from girly as one can get?" He circled her nipple with his tongue and sucked it in deeply and she moaned and arched against him.
"Oh god yes," she said as she buried her hands in his hair. "I think I like this 'proving it' business. She looked down to see him smirking against the wet skin of her breast as he looked up at her through inky lashes and she wrapped a leg over his hip. "Please continue," she said breathily.
Leaning forward, he sucked gently at her bottom lip before deepening the kiss. His hips settled fully in to the cradle of her thighs where he ground himself against her as she wrapped herself around him with a low moan.
When the kiss broke for breath, he trailed his lips down to her neck where he sucked and nibbled. "God, your scent… it's driving me crazy," he murmured against her moist skin. "I have to taste you."
With that, he trailed kisses down to her chest where he sucked on her nipple, swirling his tongue over and around it before moving down further still to circle and swirl his hot tongue into her belly button.
When he moved down further still, she tensed and closed her legs. "Paul?" She stared down at him with wide eyes.
He looked up at her as his hands gently urged her thighs apart. "It'll be so good B," he said lowly. "I promise you'll like it and I need…" His nostrils flared as he breathed in and she swore she saw hints of an amber glow in his eyes. "…I need this Bella. Just trust me, okay?"
She nodded and relaxed her legs. "I trust you."
He began kissing just inside her knee then, slowly making his way down to her center. When he got there, he nudged at her glistening curls with his nose as he breathed deeply and she could have sworn he… growled. Before she could think too much on that, her eyes closed and she arched as she felt his velvet, hot tongue lick slowly up through her folds where he paused to circle and suck at her clit.
Heaven, oh god, she was sure this was a little piece of heaven and she buried her hands in his hair as her legs dropped fully open.
"Sweet… so sweet," he whispered before sucking in her little bud again as he slid two long fingers into her tight heat.
She gasped at the feeling as her hips tilted into his talented mouth. "Oh god, Paullll," she groaned as he curled those fingers to stroke inside her. "Please…" she begged as she felt heat and tension and some other unnamed sensation build within as he relentlessly sucked and stroked her. "Please… I need… I need…"
He growled again and nipped gently at her clit as he curled his fingers and massaged that special spot deep inside her. "Come for me Bella," he demanded as he flattened his tongue against her bud and she arched and screamed as she spiraled out into bliss.
He smiled and continued to stroke inside her fluttering walls, milking her orgasm through wave after wave until she collapsed bonelessly onto her pillows, her chest heaving as she tried to slow her heart.
As she lay there, he prowled up her body where she pulled him into a kiss, moaning as she tasted herself mingled with the unique taste of Paul.
He drew away from her amidst protests and she watched as he reached for his pants. "What…" she began to question but trailed off as he held up a condom. "Be safe, remember?" he said with a smirk as he opened it and rolled it on.
She blushed as she watched and he leaned forward and kissed her. "Are you sure about this Bella?" he asked as he settled over her.
"Yes," she said as she stared into his eyes and wrapped her legs around him.
Reaching up, she circled her arms around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss as he positioned himself at her entrance. He pushed in slowly, and when he was a little way in, he surged forward, seating himself fully.
"Shh," he whispered as he kissed away her tears. "Hard parts over."
She nodded and turned her head to kiss him, seeking comfort from the softness and heat of his lips against hers as her fingers tangled into the hair on the nape of his neck. "It's okay now," she whispered against his lips. "I'm okay…" and she gasped as he began slowly thrusting.
He kissed her neck and looked into her eyes as his thrusts strengthened. "Still okay?"
She panted against his lips as she nodded. "Yeah… oh god… more than okay," she said as she arched up to meet him. "You feel… Oh… so good."
He held her close and changed the angle of his thrusts and she cried out when he stroked against that spot inside her. "God Bella… so tight… you feel so fucking good…" he panted out against the skin of her neck.
"More Paul…" she pleaded. "Need more…" and he growled in response as he pulled out and gently turned her over.
"Get up on your knees Bella." He grabbed her hands and placed them at the top of the headboard as he kissed her bared neck. "Don't let go," he commanded in a voice that raised goosebumps over her body.
She looked back over her shoulder just as he gripped her hips and entered her and she cried out as each stroke he gave her now jolted her body. "Oh god!" she yelled as she threw her head back and began pushing back into him. This was beyond anything she'd ever imagined and she could feel that now familiar tightening building at her core as he panted and his lip curled up in a silent snarl with his efforts.
She moaned and looked back at him and couldn't help but think this was the most beautiful he'd ever been to her.
A light sheen of sweat highlighted his lithe muscles as his raven black hair fell into his eyes; eyes that now unmistakably glowed with an amber light.
His pillow-soft lips parted as his breath came in fevered pants and his top lip drew up in a silent snarl; he looked beautiful, wild, feral, and she lost herself to him as she shattered with a toss of her head and a scream of his name.
He growled as she tightened around him and he thrust through the pulsing waves of her orgasm, their sounds of exertion and euphoria mingling as he chased his own completion.
Her knuckles were white with her grip on the bed as he continued to stroke into her, his thrusts firm and erratic as he finally gave himself over and came with a shout. He fell forward, his hands gripping the bed on either side of her as his hot breath tickled the hair around her ear.
"Bella?" he questioned, his voice low with concern. "I didn't hurt you did I?"
She lifted her head to look at him as a smile curved her lips and she kissed him. "No," she said as she drew away to see him. "You didn't hurt me."
"Good," he murmured with a kiss to her neck as he withdrew from her. "Be right back," he said as he got up and went into the bathroom. When he came back, he slipped his boxers on, laid down with her and pulled her close.
She turned on her side and trailed her fingers over his bare chest. "You know," she said quietly. "I'd always heard not to expect much out of my first time; well with the exception of pain, that is. But what we just did…" She met his eyes with a smile. "That was pretty amazing."
He smiled and kissed her forehead as his fingers caressed her cheek. "I can honestly say I've never experienced anything like what we just shared Bella. Never. I can't explain it, but it was special."
She grinned. "Yeah?"
He kissed her. "Yeah."
She curled her leg over his and snuggled into his side and they simply laid there together for a while. It was so comfortable, they were both almost asleep when the doorbell rang, startling them both.
His brow pinched as he looked at her. "You expecting someone?"
She shook her head as she rose from the bed and began dressing hurriedly. "No. It's probably one of my mom's friends though. I'll be right back."
When she left the room, Paul got up and got dressed. As he sat back down, Bella peeked her head in. "Paul, there are some people here for you. They're waiting in the living room."
"For me," he asked, looking surprised. "Did they say who they are?"
She stepped in and closed the door. "There's a lady named Sue Clearwater and some other really big guy, I didn't catch his name. She says she's a P.A. and she's here to make sure you're okay."
"Shit," he mumbled as he ran a hand through his hair. He stood and grumbled all the way down stairs; "This is bullshit. Why would my mother send someone all the way from the rez to see me? It's ridiculous…"
When he walked into the living room, Bella noticed how he eyed the big guy warily before turning his attention to the lady. "Sue, what's going on?"
She smiled. "Well, your mother was worried about you so she asked me to come and check you over; make sure it's nothing serious." She gestured to the couch. "Why don't you have a seat and I'll get started," she said as she opened her bag.
He scowled. "This isn't necessary. I'll be fine," he grumbled and she shot him a look.
"Come on Paul, humor me and in turn your mother. If you're truly fine, no harm no foul and if you're not, then we treat you and you get better." She pointed toward the couch and he sat.
"Fine, get it over with. I can't believe you showed up here though. I mean what the hell?"
She shushed him as she listened to his heart and lungs. After all the usual checks involved in a very basic exam, she took out a small bottle and a syringe from her bag.
"What the hell is that?" he questioned.
She smiled as she drew a dose into the syringe. "It's just a nutrient shot. Nothing to be concerned over."
She pushed up his sleeve and wiped the muscle with an alcohol wipe before injecting him.
He pulled down his sleeve and looked at her as she repacked her bag. "So, that's it then?" he asked and Sue nodded but Bella became alarmed as he swayed where he sat.
"What's wrong with him?!" she demanded as he slowly sagged onto the couch.
Sue looked at her as the big guy came forward and scooped up an unconscious Paul like he weighed nothing. "He's fine dear. We're just going to take him home now so he can recover fully. You don't have to worry. What he has isn't contagious. Thank you for allowing us into your home."
"Wait!" Bella yelled. "When will I be able to see him again? When can I talk to him?"
Sue turned to her as the big guy continued on out to a van where he placed Paul across a seat in the back. "Give him a couple of days at least, then you can call him, all right? He'll be fine though. Don't worry. We'll take good care of him."
She walked away and got into the van where the big guy was already behind the wheel, waiting.
Bella watched as they drove off, feeling shocked and lost. 'What the hell just happened?' she thought as she turned back to her house. She needed answers.
Rushing upstairs, she grabbed her phone from her bag and dialed Rudy.
"Yo, this is Rudy."
"Rudy! This is Bella. Look, some lady named Sue from La Push just showed up, gave Paul a quick medical exam, shot him with something that knocked him out and took him away! What the fuck is going on Rudy?!"
"Whoa, whoa, what?!"
"Oh god, you mean you don't know?"
She heard him sigh. "Hang on B, let me talk to my mom."
She heard muffled speaking in the background and he came back on a minute later. "Apparently, my mother knows all about it B. His mom called Sue and asked her to come here and check him out. Now, why they knocked him out and took him, I don't know and I was told in no uncertain terms that it was none of my business. I'm sorry."
Bella's heart was racing. "Jesus Rudy—well, where are they taking him? Your house?"
"I don't know that either B. Mom's being pretty closed mouthed on this."
"Oh my god… this is like a fucking nightmare," she murmured.
"I'm sorry B," he said. "I wish I could tell you more, but just know that they aren't out to hurt him, okay. I do know that much."
Bella sighed as she sagged onto the couch. "What about your car? It's still in my driveway."
"Shit, yeah, I'm gonna need to get that. I'll get a ride over and pick it up."
"Bring an extra key," she mumbled absently. "I'm pretty sure the one Paul had was still in his pocket."
"Okay Bella. I'll see you in a bit. And hey, don't freak…"
"Yeah," she grumbled. "I've heard it a million times now Rudy… he'll be fine."
"Yeah," he said sounding apologetic. "Later B."
She ended the call and stared into nothing as her mind raced. 'What now, Bella?' she thought.
What now, indeed.
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