Changing Tides
by Momma2fan
Chapter 24
Paul stared at Bella as she lay sleeping beside him. He could only imagine what she went through when he was unconscious. The very thought of something happening to her was unfathomable to him.
“Stop it,” she murmured.
“Stop what?”
Bella rolled over and looked in his eyes, feeling that ever present jolt. “You’re fine and beside me now, Paul. Yes, I was a basket case, but I had the pack, just like you would have wanted.”
“I’m sorry, baby. I just keep imagining how I would have felt if the tables were turned.”
“I know, honey.” Reaching up, she wrapped her hand around his neck and pulled him down to her. “I love you, Paul,” she whispered just as their lips met.
Paul wasted no time deepening the kiss, needing to reconnect with her. Rolling them over, he hovered over her as he pressed his hardening cock against her. Bella moaned at the contact, raking her fingers down his spine. Shifting her hips, she pressed back and Paul knew they were on the same wavelength.
Reaching down, he pulled at the sides of her panties, ripping them from her body. There was no foreplay, just a need to feel each other. Taking the time to make sure she was ready for him, he moved his dick through her already slick folds, before sliding home. Both of them moaned at being connected again.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so good around me.”
“Paul...faster.” Bella’s legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he pistoned in and out of her.
He could feel his orgasm approaching and reached between them to pinch her clit, sending her spiraling over the edge with his name on her lips. Paul growled out his climax and fell onto her, keeping most of his weight on his arms.
Leaning down, he kissed her gently, letting his lips linger on hers. Bella sighed into his mouth, as Paul pushed his tongue into hers. She felt him harden inside her and rolled her hips experimentally. When Paul groaned, she knew they wouldn’t be leaving their bed any time soon.
***CT***
Paul surfaced slowly and reached across the bed, but it was empty and cold. He sat up and looked around, noticing the sun was on the western side of the house, meaning it was early evening. He listened for the sound of his mate and heard her moving around in the kitchen. Taking a deep breath, he smelled her spaghetti and garlic bread, and realized he was famished.
After pulling on a pair of shorts, he walked down the stairs and could hear her talking.
“He’s fine, Sam.” She burst out laughing, “As my big brother, do you really want to hear about my sex life?”
Paul stood in the doorway and quietly chuckled as he heard Sam’s response come over the line.
“Well, then don’t ask me.” Bella laughed at him and heard someone snicker behind her. “I gotta go, Sam. I’ll talk to you later.”
She hung up the phone and turned to see Paul leaning against the door. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist.
“Hungry?”
Leaning down, he pecked her lips. “Starving.”
“Good, sit down and I’ll bring it over.”
Bella dished them both out some dinner and took it over to the table. She grabbed the bread, a bottle of beer and a Pepsi before joining him. Paul was quiet as he stuffed his mouth, thinking about something he had wanted to do for a while. It would take some care and consideration on his part to pull off, but he could do it.
After dinner, Bella started clearing the table, but Paul stopped her. “I’ll get this. Why don’t you go take a bath, relax.”
Bella cocked her head at him in question. “You sure?”
Paul smiled and leaned down to peck her lips, “Yes.”
Shrugging, Bella walked up the stairs and into the bathroom in their bedroom. She ran the hot water, adding some unscented bubble bath, knowing the scent would affect Paul’s sensitive nose.
Down in the kitchen, Paul smiled hearing her relaxed sigh as she settled in the tub. After loading the dishes in the dishwasher and turning it on, he set about implementing his plan. He lit candles all around the living room and on every other step leading toward their bedroom. He lit a few on their dresser and one on each nightstand, setting the room aglow.
Searching in the drawer of his nightstand, he found what he was looking for and slipped it in his pocket. Walking to the bathroom door, he knocked softly.
“You okay in there, sweetheart?”
“Mmhmm.” Bella sighed, shifting to let out the water. “I’m getting out. Do you want to watch a movie?”
“Sure, I’ll be in the living room.” Paul walked back down the stairs, sat on the couch and waited.
Bella dried herself off and slipped into the black satin nightie she had bought a long time ago. Now that everything with the Cullens was over, she was ready to live her life. Paul made her feel beautiful and sexy, so she wanted to show him. The bodice was made up of lace swirls that hugged her chest and offered a view of her cleavage, while the satin flowed down her torso, stopping an inch or two below her buttocks. She let her hair out of the clip and fluffed it before walking out of the bathroom.
She gasped when she saw the glow of candlelight and couldn’t help the tears which sprang to her eyes. She slowly made her way down the stairs, following the other candles. When she stepped into the living room, she covered her mouth at the sight of Paul in the center of the room, down on one knee and a box in his hand.
Paul gasped when he saw her and prayed he could keep control long enough to get the words out.
“I’ve been trying to get the nerve to do this for a while, but there was always something stopping me, although I don’t know what.” He looked in her eyes and the words he wanted just spilled forth. “I never wanted to imprint, I thought it was taking away my choices. Before I looked in your eyes, I knew you were different. I never saw you the way Sam and Jared do, you were never a sister to me.” He chuckled when she giggled. “The day I imprinted on you, you became my everything. Nothing in this life means anything without you beside me. Even now, when I look in your eyes, I see our future and I can’t wait to see it come true.”
“Paul...” Bella gasped.
“I love you, more than anything on earth. Say you’ll be my wife and I swear you’ll never regret it. Will you marry me?”
Bella nodded as tears tracked down her cheeks. “Yes.”
Paul smiled and slipped the ring on her finger. Bella looked down and stared at the round diamond set in a white gold band. “It’s beautiful, Paul.”
“I love you, Bella.”
“I love you, too.”
Leaning down, he kissed her lips as she ran her arms up to wind around his neck. Paul’s arms wrapped around her waist as he deepened the kiss, allowing his tongue to caress hers. Crouching, he grabbed her ass and lifted her up, Bella wrapped her legs around his waist. Paul carried her up the stairs as his lips made tracks down her neck to his mark.
The pair of them celebrated well into the night and early morning hours, finally passing out as the sun peeked over the horizon.
Paul stared at Bella as she lay sleeping beside him. He could only imagine what she went through when he was unconscious. The very thought of something happening to her was unfathomable to him.
“Stop it,” she murmured.
“Stop what?”
Bella rolled over and looked in his eyes, feeling that ever present jolt. “You’re fine and beside me now, Paul. Yes, I was a basket case, but I had the pack, just like you would have wanted.”
“I’m sorry, baby. I just keep imagining how I would have felt if the tables were turned.”
“I know, honey.” Reaching up, she wrapped her hand around his neck and pulled him down to her. “I love you, Paul,” she whispered just as their lips met.
Paul wasted no time deepening the kiss, needing to reconnect with her. Rolling them over, he hovered over her as he pressed his hardening cock against her. Bella moaned at the contact, raking her fingers down his spine. Shifting her hips, she pressed back and Paul knew they were on the same wavelength.
Reaching down, he pulled at the sides of her panties, ripping them from her body. There was no foreplay, just a need to feel each other. Taking the time to make sure she was ready for him, he moved his dick through her already slick folds, before sliding home. Both of them moaned at being connected again.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so good around me.”
“Paul...faster.” Bella’s legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he pistoned in and out of her.
He could feel his orgasm approaching and reached between them to pinch her clit, sending her spiraling over the edge with his name on her lips. Paul growled out his climax and fell onto her, keeping most of his weight on his arms.
Leaning down, he kissed her gently, letting his lips linger on hers. Bella sighed into his mouth, as Paul pushed his tongue into hers. She felt him harden inside her and rolled her hips experimentally. When Paul groaned, she knew they wouldn’t be leaving their bed any time soon.
***CT***
Paul surfaced slowly and reached across the bed, but it was empty and cold. He sat up and looked around, noticing the sun was on the western side of the house, meaning it was early evening. He listened for the sound of his mate and heard her moving around in the kitchen. Taking a deep breath, he smelled her spaghetti and garlic bread, and realized he was famished.
After pulling on a pair of shorts, he walked down the stairs and could hear her talking.
“He’s fine, Sam.” She burst out laughing, “As my big brother, do you really want to hear about my sex life?”
Paul stood in the doorway and quietly chuckled as he heard Sam’s response come over the line.
“Well, then don’t ask me.” Bella laughed at him and heard someone snicker behind her. “I gotta go, Sam. I’ll talk to you later.”
She hung up the phone and turned to see Paul leaning against the door. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist.
“Hungry?”
Leaning down, he pecked her lips. “Starving.”
“Good, sit down and I’ll bring it over.”
Bella dished them both out some dinner and took it over to the table. She grabbed the bread, a bottle of beer and a Pepsi before joining him. Paul was quiet as he stuffed his mouth, thinking about something he had wanted to do for a while. It would take some care and consideration on his part to pull off, but he could do it.
After dinner, Bella started clearing the table, but Paul stopped her. “I’ll get this. Why don’t you go take a bath, relax.”
Bella cocked her head at him in question. “You sure?”
Paul smiled and leaned down to peck her lips, “Yes.”
Shrugging, Bella walked up the stairs and into the bathroom in their bedroom. She ran the hot water, adding some unscented bubble bath, knowing the scent would affect Paul’s sensitive nose.
Down in the kitchen, Paul smiled hearing her relaxed sigh as she settled in the tub. After loading the dishes in the dishwasher and turning it on, he set about implementing his plan. He lit candles all around the living room and on every other step leading toward their bedroom. He lit a few on their dresser and one on each nightstand, setting the room aglow.
Searching in the drawer of his nightstand, he found what he was looking for and slipped it in his pocket. Walking to the bathroom door, he knocked softly.
“You okay in there, sweetheart?”
“Mmhmm.” Bella sighed, shifting to let out the water. “I’m getting out. Do you want to watch a movie?”
“Sure, I’ll be in the living room.” Paul walked back down the stairs, sat on the couch and waited.
Bella dried herself off and slipped into the black satin nightie she had bought a long time ago. Now that everything with the Cullens was over, she was ready to live her life. Paul made her feel beautiful and sexy, so she wanted to show him. The bodice was made up of lace swirls that hugged her chest and offered a view of her cleavage, while the satin flowed down her torso, stopping an inch or two below her buttocks. She let her hair out of the clip and fluffed it before walking out of the bathroom.
She gasped when she saw the glow of candlelight and couldn’t help the tears which sprang to her eyes. She slowly made her way down the stairs, following the other candles. When she stepped into the living room, she covered her mouth at the sight of Paul in the center of the room, down on one knee and a box in his hand.
Paul gasped when he saw her and prayed he could keep control long enough to get the words out.
“I’ve been trying to get the nerve to do this for a while, but there was always something stopping me, although I don’t know what.” He looked in her eyes and the words he wanted just spilled forth. “I never wanted to imprint, I thought it was taking away my choices. Before I looked in your eyes, I knew you were different. I never saw you the way Sam and Jared do, you were never a sister to me.” He chuckled when she giggled. “The day I imprinted on you, you became my everything. Nothing in this life means anything without you beside me. Even now, when I look in your eyes, I see our future and I can’t wait to see it come true.”
“Paul...” Bella gasped.
“I love you, more than anything on earth. Say you’ll be my wife and I swear you’ll never regret it. Will you marry me?”
Bella nodded as tears tracked down her cheeks. “Yes.”
Paul smiled and slipped the ring on her finger. Bella looked down and stared at the round diamond set in a white gold band. “It’s beautiful, Paul.”
“I love you, Bella.”
“I love you, too.”
Leaning down, he kissed her lips as she ran her arms up to wind around his neck. Paul’s arms wrapped around her waist as he deepened the kiss, allowing his tongue to caress hers. Crouching, he grabbed her ass and lifted her up, Bella wrapped her legs around his waist. Paul carried her up the stairs as his lips made tracks down her neck to his mark.
The pair of them celebrated well into the night and early morning hours, finally passing out as the sun peeked over the horizon.