Breathe In Union
by Laura Spudzmom
Chapter 13
He reached down, grabbed the bottom of her shirt and quickly stripped her of it as she gasped.
"Paul?" she questioned as he stripped her of her bra next. "Out here? It's the middle of the day!" she said as she crossed her arms over her breasts. He simply growled and stripped her of her pants and panties, taking her shoes and socks off with everything which he tossed to the side.
She yelped as he turned her onto her hands and knees and her breath hitched at the feel of his body, hot and hard against hers, as his lips left a trail of sultry kisses on the back of her neck and shoulder.
Her head dropped and she moaned, pushing back into him as one of his hands cupped and squeezed her breast. She could feel herself becoming wet now and she wanted him.
A cry left her lips as he rolled and pinched her nipple while sucking and licking her mark and she pushed back again, becoming frustrated. She needed more, so she dropped from his hold and rolled over as she reached for him. What she didn't expect was him to snarl, flip her back over, hold her down with one hand and enter her in one hard thrust.
"Oh god," she moaned as he let go of her and ran his hands down to grip her hips as his thrusts picked up strength. "Paul…oh god…" she groaned with a toss of her head as she rocked back into him.
He leaned over her, trailing heated kisses across her neck and shoulders as he held her close and pounded into her. "Bella," he murmured against her skin, "I love you so fuckin' much," he said, his voice tight with tears "…why don't you trust me?" he growled in question. He clenched his jaw and tucked his face into her neck as two tears traced down his cheeks. "I need you to trust me…you, of all people…why Bella?"
He raised up on his knees and drew her up flush to his chest as his thrusts continued and she turned her face to see him. When their eyes met, he could see that her eyes were wet too and he took her mouth in a heated kiss as his strokes slowed but strengthened. She rolled her head back onto his shoulder and moaned.
"Paul, I love you," she breathed. "…and I trust you, I do."
"Then show me," he whispered, "…by never doing that again."
His left hand caressed her breast and he rolled her nipple between his thumb and fingers. His right hand trailed down her body to her center where he circled her slick bud as he fucked her hard and deep. "God you feel so good wrapped around my cock," he mumbled against her shoulder between slow, steady strokes.
She moaned lowly and panted against his cheek. He felt so good to her, all lean, hot muscle holding her tightly… He was getting so deep, hitting just the right angle and her orgasm built quickly. "Oh fuck…Paul…I'm gonna…Mmmm…" she moaned as she peaked and shattered.
"Oh jesus baby…" he groaned as she rhythmically squeezed his plunging cock. He growled as he felt his completion take him and he moved her hair from her neck. His eyes glowed amber and he bit down on the wolf's mark. As he filled her, she gasped and came again from the marking.
When they'd both recovered, he slid from her body as he turned her and lifted her in his arms. Her head rested on his shoulder and she raised her hand to his cheek. "You are everything to me," she told him as he carried her into the empty house. "Never think otherwise."
He stared down at her for a moment before leaning down to kiss her lips. "I believe you," he said as he entered his bathroom and flipped on the shower. He set her on her feet and she wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Paul?" she said as she laid her head against his chest.
"Yeah?" he replied quietly as he combed his fingers through her messy hair.
"I'm sorry," she murmured as she placed a kiss over his heart. "I really wasn't thinking about anything but you being hurt. I didn't think what I did would hurt you in any way. I didn't mean for that to happen."
He clenched his eyes shut and kissed her head. "I felt so much fear from you the whole time you were with them Bella…I nearly lost it and went to find you anyway. I knew…I knew something was wrong, but… you asked me to trust you…"
Her head snapped up and she met his eyes as she cut him off. "I swear to you Paul…I'll never do that again. I see your point and I was wrong to do that." She cupped his cheek. "Can you forgive me?"
His gaze held hers for a moment, full of so much love it nearly left her breathless. Then he answered. "There isn't a question B. I love you. Of course I forgive you, but baby, in all this crazy shit…you're all I have to count on and I hope…I really hope I'm that for you too. I wanna be that for you."
She laid her head back against his chest. "You are Paul. You are."
He held her close for a moment before speaking. "C'mon, the water's hot. Let's get cleaned up. Can't have Charlie seein' you like this." He smirked at her and she glanced in the mirror.
"Holy shit…" she groaned. "I look like hell." There were leaves and twigs all in her hair and she looked like she'd rolled in dirt, but so did Paul. She finally laughed as he stepped into the shower and held out a hand to her. "We both look like cave dwellers," she said as she took his hand.
He smirked and pulled her in against him under the water. "Unga bunga," he joked and she pinched his nipple.
"Ass," she chuckled as he hissed and rubbed his chest. "And here I thought you were house-broken…"
He groaned and tilted his head back. "And the dog jokes begin…I had wondered when…"
"Hey, we have to get some laughs out of this, right?" she questioned as she pulled the debris from her hair.
He soaped himself up as he watched her toss leaves and twigs on the shower floor. "Look at the mess you're making," he said as he stepped under the spray to rinse and she glared at him.
"Who's fault is that captain caveman? You're the one who just had to roll me on the ground, remember?"
"Yeah so?" he commented with a shrug as he lathered his hair. "You reeked like leech. I'd rather mask it with dirt and leaves…"
She cocked a brow. "They really stink that bad to you?"
He scoffed as he moved her under the water and began washing her hair. "Like sweet, rotting, rotten-dead something…fuck, I could gag just thinking about it."
"Gross," she said with a wrinkled nose then she moaned and closed her eyes as his fingers worked the shampoo through to her scalp. "Damn, that feels…mmm, I could stand here all day while you do that."
He moved closer and she could feel his hard cock against her ass. "You keep making those sounds and I'm gonna be doing something else very soon."
She smirked over her shoulder. "At least you chose a cleaner venue this time."
He nudged her under the spray to rinse. "You didn't like forest sex?"
She reached back and stroked him firmly. "I didn't say that. I'm kinda partial to you all hot and hard behind me." She wiggled her butt against him. "Then again," she turned in his arms and kissed him, "I think I prefer watching you when you fuck me."
"That's it," was all he said and he lifted her, pinned her against the wall and entered her as she gasped and smiled.
Gripping his shoulders, she kissed his neck as he stroked into her slowly. "C'mon Lofty," she whispered. "…fuck me like ya mean it."
"Yeah?" he asked with a cocky smirk.
"Yeah," she answered with a challenge in her eyes.
"Hang on to me baby, and don't let go," he said as he held her up with one hand under her ass and one hand against the shower wall.
"Ahhh!' she cried out as he all but slammed into her. "Fuck! Just like that!" she cried. "Don't you dare stop!"
"No problems there baby," he huffed out as his hips surged forward again and again, driving her back against the slick tiles as she hung on to his shoulders desperately.
His lips covered hers in a deep kiss and when he ended it, she panted into his mouth as the tension in her center built rapidly. Just the feeling of him…in her…on her…all around her, was driving all coherent thought from her head and she looked down between them to watch as his slick, hard cock disappeared into her body time and again… "Oh jesus Paul…I'm gonna come!"
"That's it baby," he panted. "Come on my cock… Fuck!" he shouted as he gave her four more deep thrusts and came as he tucked his face against her neck.
When they'd caught their breath, she laughed and kissed his cheek as he let her slide back down to her feet. "Damn…that was…" She shook her head as she stood under the cooling spray.
"Yeah," he smirked. "It was."
He turned off the water and handed Bella a towel before wrapping one around his waist. "Come on, I'll grab some clothes from my mom for you since yours are still outside."
"Oh god, that's right!" She looked at him with wide eyes. "I need to pick those up before someone, namely Charlie or your mom, sees them."
He rummaged through drawers in his mother's room, grabbing some jeans and a shirt for her before turning back to her with a grin. "Well, they're kinda outta the way, so they probably won't see 'em, but yeah, that could be bad."
Bella took the clothes from him and marched back to his room to dress. "Ya think?" she asked over her shoulder. "I mean, they're not stupid…they know what's going on, but I'd rather not flaunt it, ya know?"
She yelped and nearly fell over when he pinched her ass as she tried to shimmy into the jeans sans underwear. She finished pulling them on and spun on him with a glare. He chuckled and tossed a pair of socks at her. "Thought you might want those, even if you're going commando."
"Yeah, well it's not by choice," she grumbled as she sat on his bed to slip on the socks. She watched him walk to his dresser where he opened a drawer and started pulling out clothes for himself.
He had just dropped the towel to step into a pair of boxers when Bella snapped him on the ass with her damp towel. "Shit!" he yelped as he rubbed the rapidly reddening spot on his right butt cheek. He cocked a raven brow as she grinned and backed away. "You better start running Shorty, because you're gonna pay for that when I catch you."
"Is that so?" she said from his open door and he nodded.
"Yeah, that's so," he said with a grin and he pulled the boxers on and took off after her.
She screamed in laughter and bolted out the front door, past a dumbfounded Sam and Jared who'd moved aside just in time. When Paul streaked through in nothing but his boxers, they looked at each other and Jared shrugged. "Guess they worked shit out."
He reached down, grabbed the bottom of her shirt and quickly stripped her of it as she gasped.
"Paul?" she questioned as he stripped her of her bra next. "Out here? It's the middle of the day!" she said as she crossed her arms over her breasts. He simply growled and stripped her of her pants and panties, taking her shoes and socks off with everything which he tossed to the side.
She yelped as he turned her onto her hands and knees and her breath hitched at the feel of his body, hot and hard against hers, as his lips left a trail of sultry kisses on the back of her neck and shoulder.
Her head dropped and she moaned, pushing back into him as one of his hands cupped and squeezed her breast. She could feel herself becoming wet now and she wanted him.
A cry left her lips as he rolled and pinched her nipple while sucking and licking her mark and she pushed back again, becoming frustrated. She needed more, so she dropped from his hold and rolled over as she reached for him. What she didn't expect was him to snarl, flip her back over, hold her down with one hand and enter her in one hard thrust.
"Oh god," she moaned as he let go of her and ran his hands down to grip her hips as his thrusts picked up strength. "Paul…oh god…" she groaned with a toss of her head as she rocked back into him.
He leaned over her, trailing heated kisses across her neck and shoulders as he held her close and pounded into her. "Bella," he murmured against her skin, "I love you so fuckin' much," he said, his voice tight with tears "…why don't you trust me?" he growled in question. He clenched his jaw and tucked his face into her neck as two tears traced down his cheeks. "I need you to trust me…you, of all people…why Bella?"
He raised up on his knees and drew her up flush to his chest as his thrusts continued and she turned her face to see him. When their eyes met, he could see that her eyes were wet too and he took her mouth in a heated kiss as his strokes slowed but strengthened. She rolled her head back onto his shoulder and moaned.
"Paul, I love you," she breathed. "…and I trust you, I do."
"Then show me," he whispered, "…by never doing that again."
His left hand caressed her breast and he rolled her nipple between his thumb and fingers. His right hand trailed down her body to her center where he circled her slick bud as he fucked her hard and deep. "God you feel so good wrapped around my cock," he mumbled against her shoulder between slow, steady strokes.
She moaned lowly and panted against his cheek. He felt so good to her, all lean, hot muscle holding her tightly… He was getting so deep, hitting just the right angle and her orgasm built quickly. "Oh fuck…Paul…I'm gonna…Mmmm…" she moaned as she peaked and shattered.
"Oh jesus baby…" he groaned as she rhythmically squeezed his plunging cock. He growled as he felt his completion take him and he moved her hair from her neck. His eyes glowed amber and he bit down on the wolf's mark. As he filled her, she gasped and came again from the marking.
When they'd both recovered, he slid from her body as he turned her and lifted her in his arms. Her head rested on his shoulder and she raised her hand to his cheek. "You are everything to me," she told him as he carried her into the empty house. "Never think otherwise."
He stared down at her for a moment before leaning down to kiss her lips. "I believe you," he said as he entered his bathroom and flipped on the shower. He set her on her feet and she wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Paul?" she said as she laid her head against his chest.
"Yeah?" he replied quietly as he combed his fingers through her messy hair.
"I'm sorry," she murmured as she placed a kiss over his heart. "I really wasn't thinking about anything but you being hurt. I didn't think what I did would hurt you in any way. I didn't mean for that to happen."
He clenched his eyes shut and kissed her head. "I felt so much fear from you the whole time you were with them Bella…I nearly lost it and went to find you anyway. I knew…I knew something was wrong, but… you asked me to trust you…"
Her head snapped up and she met his eyes as she cut him off. "I swear to you Paul…I'll never do that again. I see your point and I was wrong to do that." She cupped his cheek. "Can you forgive me?"
His gaze held hers for a moment, full of so much love it nearly left her breathless. Then he answered. "There isn't a question B. I love you. Of course I forgive you, but baby, in all this crazy shit…you're all I have to count on and I hope…I really hope I'm that for you too. I wanna be that for you."
She laid her head back against his chest. "You are Paul. You are."
He held her close for a moment before speaking. "C'mon, the water's hot. Let's get cleaned up. Can't have Charlie seein' you like this." He smirked at her and she glanced in the mirror.
"Holy shit…" she groaned. "I look like hell." There were leaves and twigs all in her hair and she looked like she'd rolled in dirt, but so did Paul. She finally laughed as he stepped into the shower and held out a hand to her. "We both look like cave dwellers," she said as she took his hand.
He smirked and pulled her in against him under the water. "Unga bunga," he joked and she pinched his nipple.
"Ass," she chuckled as he hissed and rubbed his chest. "And here I thought you were house-broken…"
He groaned and tilted his head back. "And the dog jokes begin…I had wondered when…"
"Hey, we have to get some laughs out of this, right?" she questioned as she pulled the debris from her hair.
He soaped himself up as he watched her toss leaves and twigs on the shower floor. "Look at the mess you're making," he said as he stepped under the spray to rinse and she glared at him.
"Who's fault is that captain caveman? You're the one who just had to roll me on the ground, remember?"
"Yeah so?" he commented with a shrug as he lathered his hair. "You reeked like leech. I'd rather mask it with dirt and leaves…"
She cocked a brow. "They really stink that bad to you?"
He scoffed as he moved her under the water and began washing her hair. "Like sweet, rotting, rotten-dead something…fuck, I could gag just thinking about it."
"Gross," she said with a wrinkled nose then she moaned and closed her eyes as his fingers worked the shampoo through to her scalp. "Damn, that feels…mmm, I could stand here all day while you do that."
He moved closer and she could feel his hard cock against her ass. "You keep making those sounds and I'm gonna be doing something else very soon."
She smirked over her shoulder. "At least you chose a cleaner venue this time."
He nudged her under the spray to rinse. "You didn't like forest sex?"
She reached back and stroked him firmly. "I didn't say that. I'm kinda partial to you all hot and hard behind me." She wiggled her butt against him. "Then again," she turned in his arms and kissed him, "I think I prefer watching you when you fuck me."
"That's it," was all he said and he lifted her, pinned her against the wall and entered her as she gasped and smiled.
Gripping his shoulders, she kissed his neck as he stroked into her slowly. "C'mon Lofty," she whispered. "…fuck me like ya mean it."
"Yeah?" he asked with a cocky smirk.
"Yeah," she answered with a challenge in her eyes.
"Hang on to me baby, and don't let go," he said as he held her up with one hand under her ass and one hand against the shower wall.
"Ahhh!' she cried out as he all but slammed into her. "Fuck! Just like that!" she cried. "Don't you dare stop!"
"No problems there baby," he huffed out as his hips surged forward again and again, driving her back against the slick tiles as she hung on to his shoulders desperately.
His lips covered hers in a deep kiss and when he ended it, she panted into his mouth as the tension in her center built rapidly. Just the feeling of him…in her…on her…all around her, was driving all coherent thought from her head and she looked down between them to watch as his slick, hard cock disappeared into her body time and again… "Oh jesus Paul…I'm gonna come!"
"That's it baby," he panted. "Come on my cock… Fuck!" he shouted as he gave her four more deep thrusts and came as he tucked his face against her neck.
When they'd caught their breath, she laughed and kissed his cheek as he let her slide back down to her feet. "Damn…that was…" She shook her head as she stood under the cooling spray.
"Yeah," he smirked. "It was."
He turned off the water and handed Bella a towel before wrapping one around his waist. "Come on, I'll grab some clothes from my mom for you since yours are still outside."
"Oh god, that's right!" She looked at him with wide eyes. "I need to pick those up before someone, namely Charlie or your mom, sees them."
He rummaged through drawers in his mother's room, grabbing some jeans and a shirt for her before turning back to her with a grin. "Well, they're kinda outta the way, so they probably won't see 'em, but yeah, that could be bad."
Bella took the clothes from him and marched back to his room to dress. "Ya think?" she asked over her shoulder. "I mean, they're not stupid…they know what's going on, but I'd rather not flaunt it, ya know?"
She yelped and nearly fell over when he pinched her ass as she tried to shimmy into the jeans sans underwear. She finished pulling them on and spun on him with a glare. He chuckled and tossed a pair of socks at her. "Thought you might want those, even if you're going commando."
"Yeah, well it's not by choice," she grumbled as she sat on his bed to slip on the socks. She watched him walk to his dresser where he opened a drawer and started pulling out clothes for himself.
He had just dropped the towel to step into a pair of boxers when Bella snapped him on the ass with her damp towel. "Shit!" he yelped as he rubbed the rapidly reddening spot on his right butt cheek. He cocked a raven brow as she grinned and backed away. "You better start running Shorty, because you're gonna pay for that when I catch you."
"Is that so?" she said from his open door and he nodded.
"Yeah, that's so," he said with a grin and he pulled the boxers on and took off after her.
She screamed in laughter and bolted out the front door, past a dumbfounded Sam and Jared who'd moved aside just in time. When Paul streaked through in nothing but his boxers, they looked at each other and Jared shrugged. "Guess they worked shit out."
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