Indian Summer
by SparklingFae
Rated MA for content. 18+ only. Sam/Bella pairing
Chapter 2:
Sam POV
I stood over the sink in the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face. 'Jesus,' I thought to myself, as I tried to cool my overheated body down. I was struggling not to go straight to her, to Bella Swan. She was my imprint through and through; I knew that the imprinting was starting to affect her as well.
Countless nights, I stayed in wolf form beneath her bedroom window while she dreamed God only knows what. All I knew was that they were sexual and my name fell from her lips in a breathy moan every time she was in the midst of orgasm. Fuck, if it didn't take every ounce of my willpower not to climb up the tree that was right in front of her window and pleasure her in the way only I could.
As much as I wanted to though, I could not do it just yet. I could feel that she wasn't ready through the bond that we shared.
I thought over all of this as I looked up into the mirror and drew in a pained breath, my cock was painfully hard from the dream I had just woken from. With a shuddering sigh, I curled my large palm around my rigid length and slid my hand along it at an excruciatingly slow pace. The sensation pulled a groan from my parted lips as I pictured Bella standing before me in her little sleep shorts and tank top that I often saw her in at bedtime, her pink tongue darting out as she took in the sight of me stroking my own cock. I could see her stalking towards me, breathing heavily, with her gaze hooded by desire. Damn, I wanted to claim what was mine!
It was only a matter of time before I did, at least I hoped so. I continued the vision.
Fantasy Bella pressing her small hands against my chest and whispering, "You're so large and thick, Sam."
Her words drove me to stroke myself faster as I moaned. The little vixen had me so hard and she didn't even know it. I was panting with each stroke as my own fevered hand pushed me closer to the edge. I couldn't take it any longer; I had to go to Bella.
I growled and fought to tamp down my raging hardon just so that it would fit into my cutoffs. Barely able to do so, much less move, I walked painfully out onto my deck and towards my truck. Each step I took was causing me to let out a low groan. I was the oldest and the largest of the Pack, in more ways than one. I'd never been displeased by that fact up to this point, but this imprint was certainly giving me a new perspective on the dubious pleasure of being well endowed.
"Shit, this is fucking painful," I muttered aloud, climbing into my truck, the most damn painful thing I'd faced yet in all honesty and that was really saying something.
Once I was on my way to Forks, I started to breathe easier. I was still hard enough to cut fucking glass, but I could manage it for now. I could only hope that Bella was receptive to seeing me. I would have to trust the imprint. That's all I could do now, just have a little faith in my gods and ancestors not to steer me wrong. Before I knew it, I had pulled up to her house and was giving myself a moment to gather my wits before I slipped out of the truck. I could tell she was home; I could clearly hear her heartbeat and smell the scent that wafted on the air with each pulse. Taking a deep breath, I made my way to her front door. Hesitantly I raised my hand to knock just as the door flew open and out came Bella Swan, running smack dab into my chest with a muffled 'oomph!'
I caught her as she stumbled back, grabbing her around her waist. I drew in a deep breath of her scent, taking advantage of the situation, but hey, I was only human! When my eyes met hers, she blushed furiously. I was unable to move as I stared at the beautiful goddess in my arms. She blushed even more and murmured a quiet 'thank you' before struggling to stand on her own.
Reluctantly, I helped her, murmuring my own nervous 'you're welcome, Bella.' Rubbing the back of my neck, I hesitantly spoke again, deciding to just jump on in.
"Um, would you like to go get coffee sometime?" I asked.
I watched as she chewed her bottom lip before speaking, a small smile crept onto her beautiful face. She didn't even look taken aback by my outofleftfield request.
"I'd like that. I was just on my way to La Push."
I was quick to offer her a ride, wanting to get to know her and spend time with her, even if it was just a little.
She thought about it for a moment before whispering softly, "Only if you give me a ride back later."
I nodded, excited that my girl, this goddess, had agreed to spend a little bit of time with me. I quickly helped her into my truck, unease trickling through me at being away from the reservation. My wolf was not pleased at being away from our land. Once I had her settled, I got in and began the trek back to La Push.
We made small talk; I was curious about how she had been since I found her in the woods, even though I already knew from being around her house in wolf form. I wanted to hear it in her own words, to get an understanding for how she felt outside our fledgling bond. She was quiet, but receptive to my questions.
Before I knew it, we had pulled up to Jacob Black's house. After I helped her out of my truck, Jacob came running out. He was excited to see Bella and I couldn't blame him; she was something special. I smiled a little as she waved bye to me with a blush on her cheeks. I knew I would have to wait around to take her home, so I decided I was going to go in and speak to Billy. I wanted to get his advice regarding my imprint with Bella.
Billy listened as I filled him in on the lesser details, not wanting to share that Bella had been having sexual dreams about me.
"I think she feels the pull of the imprint, Billy," I said as I rubbed my face. I continued on, taking a deep breath. "I want to tell her I just don't know how or if she is ready. The leech really did a number on her." I held back a growl as I remembered the way she looked that night in the woods when I carried her home and how she had looked when I showed up at her house just a little bit ago. "Billy, she is skinnier than when I found her in the woods and I don't know what to do." I was practically pleading for his help by that point.
He grinned slyly and I knew the chief of our people was up to something.
"Oh Hell Billy, what are you planning?" I queried.
He just shook his head and murmured, "You'll find out soon enough Sam."
I was a bit leery of what he had in mind. Billy was a bit of a prankster at times.
"Now leave this old man alone and take care of the things on the list I made for you."
With a sigh, I heaved myself up and took the list, murmuring my thanks. Quietly I began working, making the much needed repairs around the house. Billy mused in silence; I am sure plotting something for me and Bella. The old fox was cunning indeed.
I could hear Jacob and Bella in the garage that was set apart from the house, making jokes as Jake tinkered on the Rabbit. I hummed along to the music that was playing in the garage as I worked. Adjusting bolts here and there, tightening screws, fixing the door, I enjoyed the banter between the two, even if I was not part of it. I could hear Bella laughing; the sound made my heart soar. I knew that Jacob was helping her, something I longed to do as well because I wanted to see her as I had seen her the first time. We had been at the beach and she had been happy and carefree. It seemed like ages ago, but in all honesty it was just shy of a year ago.
It wasn't too long before Jacob and Bella came walking out of the garage, Jake giving me dirty looks and Bella blushing when she saw me without my shirt on. I smirked a little, I was pleased that she liked what she saw. Her eyes drifted over my form and my wolf sat up proudly for her. It was getting harder to keep him contained when I was near her. I wanted badly to claim her, but I knew that she wasn't ready for that. I would have to be her friend, first and foremost. I watched, still working on the house while she and Jacob made their way inside. After a little while, I began to smell a mouthwatering scent wafting from the kitchen. I was salivating, my stomach rumbling fiercely, as I continued to work.
"Lunch is ready," she called out.
I made my way in, grabbing my discarded shirt and wiping the sweat from my body. Bella watched me from the corner of her eye, her bottom lip tugged between her teeth. I grinned and put my massive hand on her shoulder.
"Thank you Bella," I said before grabbing a plate and filling it full of lasagna. I chuckled when I saw her eyes widen at how much I had gotten, shrugging and settling at the table after making sure she got some too. It was probably more than she had eaten in several days, but I would be damned if I wasn't going to try and get her to eat better than she had been. I felt Billy's keen gaze on the both of us, taking in every interaction. It was unnerving, but didn't seem to hurt anyone's appetite. Bella was a wonderful cook. I ate like a dying man, the meal was so good.
Every time I let my gaze shift over towards Billy, he just grinned slyly, making me feel even more on edge about what he was plotting. After I finished eating, I headed to the kitchen to clean up. It was the least I could do for my imprint after she made something not just for Billy and Jacob, but me as well. I washed and she dried after drifting in to join me. We worked together in silence; it was companionable and peaceful. I could feel her a little through the tentative bond of our imprint and her emotions were changing. I could feel them shifting from mostly sadness to a peaceful acceptance. The more we were together; the more peaceful she seemed to feel. It made me happy that I had that effect one her.
Once we finished, I went back to working around the Black house, shaking my head at the state of repair. I was glad to do some work; I enjoyed construction and building things with my own hands. Nothing felt more worthwhile than creating something by hard work and focus.
I wasn't quite done yet when Bella returned from walking down the beach with Jacob. She was quiet, biting her bottom lip.
"I'm, uh, ready to go back now, if you are."
Eager to do anything she asked, I agreed and told Billy that I would be back later to finish up. I let a growl slip out when he called out for me to take my time. He was torturing me and having fun doing it! I couldn't even prepare for whatever he was cooking up because I had no idea what it could be. Rolling my eyes internally, I helped Bella into my truck and got into the driver's seat, taking off. As I drove us back towards Forks, I watched her from the corner of my eye. I got caught looking and quickly averted my gaze back to the road. I knew she was blushing and a small smile crept on her lips.
"Did you have fun with Jacob?" I queried, trying to ease the slightly uncomfortable silence.
Her voice was soft as she spoke, "Yes I did."
I smiled. "Good, Bella. Billy said Jake has really missed you."
We lapsed back into a more comfortable silence and it didn't take long before we pulled up to her house. My wolf was urging me for some sort of contact as I helped her out, stilling her when she went to walk away.
My voice dropped to a huskier tenor, "Bella, Wait...I," I stuttered, nervous a little, "I like you.."
She blinked up at me, half turned toward me where I had my hand resting lightly at her elbow and, without much thought, I brought my lips down against hers. At first, she stiffened, but it didn't take long until she relaxed, her arms finding purchase on my shoulders.
The feeling of her lips against mine was pure bliss. I had never felt anything more soft and sweet as our mouths moved together. I was lost in her; everything about her was driving me wild. I didn't want to stop, that was until I heard a gruff voice sharply snap out, "If I were you son, I'd get your sorry ass hands off of my daughter."
I took a startled halfstep back, Bella blushing and hiding her face, as I heard Charlie cock his shotgun.
I stood over the sink in the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face. 'Jesus,' I thought to myself, as I tried to cool my overheated body down. I was struggling not to go straight to her, to Bella Swan. She was my imprint through and through; I knew that the imprinting was starting to affect her as well.
Countless nights, I stayed in wolf form beneath her bedroom window while she dreamed God only knows what. All I knew was that they were sexual and my name fell from her lips in a breathy moan every time she was in the midst of orgasm. Fuck, if it didn't take every ounce of my willpower not to climb up the tree that was right in front of her window and pleasure her in the way only I could.
As much as I wanted to though, I could not do it just yet. I could feel that she wasn't ready through the bond that we shared.
I thought over all of this as I looked up into the mirror and drew in a pained breath, my cock was painfully hard from the dream I had just woken from. With a shuddering sigh, I curled my large palm around my rigid length and slid my hand along it at an excruciatingly slow pace. The sensation pulled a groan from my parted lips as I pictured Bella standing before me in her little sleep shorts and tank top that I often saw her in at bedtime, her pink tongue darting out as she took in the sight of me stroking my own cock. I could see her stalking towards me, breathing heavily, with her gaze hooded by desire. Damn, I wanted to claim what was mine!
It was only a matter of time before I did, at least I hoped so. I continued the vision.
Fantasy Bella pressing her small hands against my chest and whispering, "You're so large and thick, Sam."
Her words drove me to stroke myself faster as I moaned. The little vixen had me so hard and she didn't even know it. I was panting with each stroke as my own fevered hand pushed me closer to the edge. I couldn't take it any longer; I had to go to Bella.
I growled and fought to tamp down my raging hardon just so that it would fit into my cutoffs. Barely able to do so, much less move, I walked painfully out onto my deck and towards my truck. Each step I took was causing me to let out a low groan. I was the oldest and the largest of the Pack, in more ways than one. I'd never been displeased by that fact up to this point, but this imprint was certainly giving me a new perspective on the dubious pleasure of being well endowed.
"Shit, this is fucking painful," I muttered aloud, climbing into my truck, the most damn painful thing I'd faced yet in all honesty and that was really saying something.
Once I was on my way to Forks, I started to breathe easier. I was still hard enough to cut fucking glass, but I could manage it for now. I could only hope that Bella was receptive to seeing me. I would have to trust the imprint. That's all I could do now, just have a little faith in my gods and ancestors not to steer me wrong. Before I knew it, I had pulled up to her house and was giving myself a moment to gather my wits before I slipped out of the truck. I could tell she was home; I could clearly hear her heartbeat and smell the scent that wafted on the air with each pulse. Taking a deep breath, I made my way to her front door. Hesitantly I raised my hand to knock just as the door flew open and out came Bella Swan, running smack dab into my chest with a muffled 'oomph!'
I caught her as she stumbled back, grabbing her around her waist. I drew in a deep breath of her scent, taking advantage of the situation, but hey, I was only human! When my eyes met hers, she blushed furiously. I was unable to move as I stared at the beautiful goddess in my arms. She blushed even more and murmured a quiet 'thank you' before struggling to stand on her own.
Reluctantly, I helped her, murmuring my own nervous 'you're welcome, Bella.' Rubbing the back of my neck, I hesitantly spoke again, deciding to just jump on in.
"Um, would you like to go get coffee sometime?" I asked.
I watched as she chewed her bottom lip before speaking, a small smile crept onto her beautiful face. She didn't even look taken aback by my outofleftfield request.
"I'd like that. I was just on my way to La Push."
I was quick to offer her a ride, wanting to get to know her and spend time with her, even if it was just a little.
She thought about it for a moment before whispering softly, "Only if you give me a ride back later."
I nodded, excited that my girl, this goddess, had agreed to spend a little bit of time with me. I quickly helped her into my truck, unease trickling through me at being away from the reservation. My wolf was not pleased at being away from our land. Once I had her settled, I got in and began the trek back to La Push.
We made small talk; I was curious about how she had been since I found her in the woods, even though I already knew from being around her house in wolf form. I wanted to hear it in her own words, to get an understanding for how she felt outside our fledgling bond. She was quiet, but receptive to my questions.
Before I knew it, we had pulled up to Jacob Black's house. After I helped her out of my truck, Jacob came running out. He was excited to see Bella and I couldn't blame him; she was something special. I smiled a little as she waved bye to me with a blush on her cheeks. I knew I would have to wait around to take her home, so I decided I was going to go in and speak to Billy. I wanted to get his advice regarding my imprint with Bella.
Billy listened as I filled him in on the lesser details, not wanting to share that Bella had been having sexual dreams about me.
"I think she feels the pull of the imprint, Billy," I said as I rubbed my face. I continued on, taking a deep breath. "I want to tell her I just don't know how or if she is ready. The leech really did a number on her." I held back a growl as I remembered the way she looked that night in the woods when I carried her home and how she had looked when I showed up at her house just a little bit ago. "Billy, she is skinnier than when I found her in the woods and I don't know what to do." I was practically pleading for his help by that point.
He grinned slyly and I knew the chief of our people was up to something.
"Oh Hell Billy, what are you planning?" I queried.
He just shook his head and murmured, "You'll find out soon enough Sam."
I was a bit leery of what he had in mind. Billy was a bit of a prankster at times.
"Now leave this old man alone and take care of the things on the list I made for you."
With a sigh, I heaved myself up and took the list, murmuring my thanks. Quietly I began working, making the much needed repairs around the house. Billy mused in silence; I am sure plotting something for me and Bella. The old fox was cunning indeed.
I could hear Jacob and Bella in the garage that was set apart from the house, making jokes as Jake tinkered on the Rabbit. I hummed along to the music that was playing in the garage as I worked. Adjusting bolts here and there, tightening screws, fixing the door, I enjoyed the banter between the two, even if I was not part of it. I could hear Bella laughing; the sound made my heart soar. I knew that Jacob was helping her, something I longed to do as well because I wanted to see her as I had seen her the first time. We had been at the beach and she had been happy and carefree. It seemed like ages ago, but in all honesty it was just shy of a year ago.
It wasn't too long before Jacob and Bella came walking out of the garage, Jake giving me dirty looks and Bella blushing when she saw me without my shirt on. I smirked a little, I was pleased that she liked what she saw. Her eyes drifted over my form and my wolf sat up proudly for her. It was getting harder to keep him contained when I was near her. I wanted badly to claim her, but I knew that she wasn't ready for that. I would have to be her friend, first and foremost. I watched, still working on the house while she and Jacob made their way inside. After a little while, I began to smell a mouthwatering scent wafting from the kitchen. I was salivating, my stomach rumbling fiercely, as I continued to work.
"Lunch is ready," she called out.
I made my way in, grabbing my discarded shirt and wiping the sweat from my body. Bella watched me from the corner of her eye, her bottom lip tugged between her teeth. I grinned and put my massive hand on her shoulder.
"Thank you Bella," I said before grabbing a plate and filling it full of lasagna. I chuckled when I saw her eyes widen at how much I had gotten, shrugging and settling at the table after making sure she got some too. It was probably more than she had eaten in several days, but I would be damned if I wasn't going to try and get her to eat better than she had been. I felt Billy's keen gaze on the both of us, taking in every interaction. It was unnerving, but didn't seem to hurt anyone's appetite. Bella was a wonderful cook. I ate like a dying man, the meal was so good.
Every time I let my gaze shift over towards Billy, he just grinned slyly, making me feel even more on edge about what he was plotting. After I finished eating, I headed to the kitchen to clean up. It was the least I could do for my imprint after she made something not just for Billy and Jacob, but me as well. I washed and she dried after drifting in to join me. We worked together in silence; it was companionable and peaceful. I could feel her a little through the tentative bond of our imprint and her emotions were changing. I could feel them shifting from mostly sadness to a peaceful acceptance. The more we were together; the more peaceful she seemed to feel. It made me happy that I had that effect one her.
Once we finished, I went back to working around the Black house, shaking my head at the state of repair. I was glad to do some work; I enjoyed construction and building things with my own hands. Nothing felt more worthwhile than creating something by hard work and focus.
I wasn't quite done yet when Bella returned from walking down the beach with Jacob. She was quiet, biting her bottom lip.
"I'm, uh, ready to go back now, if you are."
Eager to do anything she asked, I agreed and told Billy that I would be back later to finish up. I let a growl slip out when he called out for me to take my time. He was torturing me and having fun doing it! I couldn't even prepare for whatever he was cooking up because I had no idea what it could be. Rolling my eyes internally, I helped Bella into my truck and got into the driver's seat, taking off. As I drove us back towards Forks, I watched her from the corner of my eye. I got caught looking and quickly averted my gaze back to the road. I knew she was blushing and a small smile crept on her lips.
"Did you have fun with Jacob?" I queried, trying to ease the slightly uncomfortable silence.
Her voice was soft as she spoke, "Yes I did."
I smiled. "Good, Bella. Billy said Jake has really missed you."
We lapsed back into a more comfortable silence and it didn't take long before we pulled up to her house. My wolf was urging me for some sort of contact as I helped her out, stilling her when she went to walk away.
My voice dropped to a huskier tenor, "Bella, Wait...I," I stuttered, nervous a little, "I like you.."
She blinked up at me, half turned toward me where I had my hand resting lightly at her elbow and, without much thought, I brought my lips down against hers. At first, she stiffened, but it didn't take long until she relaxed, her arms finding purchase on my shoulders.
The feeling of her lips against mine was pure bliss. I had never felt anything more soft and sweet as our mouths moved together. I was lost in her; everything about her was driving me wild. I didn't want to stop, that was until I heard a gruff voice sharply snap out, "If I were you son, I'd get your sorry ass hands off of my daughter."
I took a startled halfstep back, Bella blushing and hiding her face, as I heard Charlie cock his shotgun.