Protecting the Black Wolf's Mate
by wizardtho
Chapter 9:
Bella's POV
His words alone about made me cum. I swear his mouth should be considered a deadly weapon... and his hands... and his... umm, yeah... all of him.
He slid his hands down my neck to my breasts while he slipped slowly into me, cupping them as his thumbs brushed back and forth over my nipples. They pebbled immediately, so I rocked my hips to gain friction. He shook his head while stilling my hips, "Uh-uh, just feel me, Isabella."
I whimpered as he slid his hands back up to my breasts, kneading them before gently tugging at my nipples. I moaned, "Oh, God... please, Sam... I need..."
He tugged harder as he rocked up into me, causing me to arch into him as I cried out in pleasure. He smirked, "Mmm... my little Siren likes it rough, does she?"
I whimpered and nodded as he angled my hips, then thrust up into me deeply. I cried out, my nails scratching at his abs without finding purchase. In reaction, he groaned, "Fuck, yes. You do like it rough. Do you want more, Isabella? Can you handle it?"
I whimpered, the plea evident in my tone, "Oh, God, yes. More... please, fuck me. I can't take slow right now. I need you too much."
He flipped us quickly, grabbed my ankles, spread my legs up in a wide V, then growled, "Brace yourself against the headboard, Isabella, and promise to tell me if it becomes too much."
I nodded, quickly bracing my hands up behind me on the headboard. He didn't wait, and instead slammed into me, fully seating himself with a groan as I gasped in pleasure, "Holy Christ... so good."
This time was much more animalistic than our first, but I definitely didn't mind. We became a mess of grunts, moans, growls and cries while he relentlessly slammed into me over and over, each thrust just as forceful as the first. I lost count how many times each of us came... how many positions we ended up in.
Somewhere along the line, we both plopped onto the bed, curling into each other. I noted breathlessly after a second, "Need a break now. I need fluids, but I don't even know if my legs will hold me."
He chuckled as he looked at the clock, "Do you even know how long we've been at it?"
I shook my head, "Nope and I lost count of how many times you came after the fourth. I couldn't even begin to keep track of mine. That was a lost cause from the start."
He laughed before kissing me lightly, "No more keeping track. We've been at it for almost 6 hours, and that's not even including the first time. I'll never ask if you can keep up with me, that's for sure."
I giggled, but he asked while brushing the damp hair from my face, "Do you want me to bring something up, or would you like me to carry you down?"
I smiled, "Down, please. I'll just wrap in a blanket; there's no way I'm trying to get dressed."
He nodded, "M'kay. You want breakfast or a snack?"
I smiled, kissing him lightly before he got up to pull on his shorts. My stomach practically snarled, so I did a 'Little Shop of Horrors' imitation, "Feed me, Seymour."
He laughed outright, making me giggle, then he wrapped my blanket around me, kissing my neck as he decided, "Breakfast it is, Angel. Come on. Paul should be done with his patrol soon, so I should be getting a phone call from him."
I nodded, then he carried me down to the kitchen. He brought out some leftover ham, saying, "Can you chop some of this for me while I do the mushrooms and onions? I'm going to make omelets and waffles for you this morning."
My stomach growled in agreement as I said, "Sure, that sounds really good."
I started humming absently as I worked, then I heard Sam gasp. I looked up to see what was wrong, but he had a look of awe on his face. I cocked my head to the side questioningly. In response, he asked, "What were you just singing, Beautiful?"
I shrugged, "Just a Fireflight song called 'Unbreakable'. It's on my iPod on my dresser. If you want, you can get it and dock it in the stereo in the living room."
He smiled before dashing up the stairs, then came down and docked my iPod. I smiled, shaking my head at his excitement, then said, "Hit the rock mix playlist. Then hit play. It's the first one, so it'll automatically play first."
He did, then came in smiling, "Sing it for me?" I nodded as I got back to work, singing along with the song.
I kept working through the next song, 'Awake and Alive' by Skillet. Sam actually surprised me by taking the male lead to sing it with me. He had an incredible voice, and I swore to myself to have him sing for me again. When this song was over, I smiled widely at him, saying, "We kick some serious ass on Skillet, Baby."
He nodded in agreement, took all of the ham I had cut up, then kissed me before saying, "We sure do, little Siren. I'll have to get my karaoke machine from my house the next time we have a get-together. You have an amazing voice, Isabella."
Just then, his phone rang. He smiled as he answered, "Hey Paul... Yeah, we're awake... Okay, go ahead and crash at mine, then come here when you wake up. Jared's on tonight, right?... Kay, get some sleep."
He flipped his phone shut, then said, "All's clear. He just wanted to know if he could crash at my place again. I swear I should just sell the place to him. He's asked me several times to let him buy it. He barely ever goes back to his dad's house now as it is. His dad's always working or out of town, and there are too many memories of his mom there. She died of cancer just before the Cullens came back to Forks."
I nodded sadly, then asked, "Would you sell it to him if you had another place?"
He smiled softly, "He has the down payment money, and the mortgage company already said they'd take him. He gets paid more than enough between the council and the construction company to make the payments, plus he's become a responsible person now that he has Leah... so yeah, I guess I would consider selling to him. I don't want to move further away from you, though, so I don't know."
I knew I didn't want to ever sleep without him again, but the thing was getting Charlie to agree. I bit my bottom lip as I got lost in thought... until I felt a pleasant tingle run through me when Sam kissed my mark, "You alright, Beautiful? You look troubled."
I smiled softly, "I'm fine... just got lost in my head for a few. Did you say something that I missed?"
He shook his head, "Just that our breakfast is ready."
My stomach voiced its appreciation as Sam set my plate in front of me with a very large omelet, waffles, and bacon strips. Then he placed two bottles of water in front of me, along with a large glass of orange juice. I smiled, "Thanks, this looks so good. I think I might even be able to eat all of this. It'll definitely be time for a nap afterwards, though. We'll have to postpone the shower until we wake up."
Sam chuckled, "Good, because I think you wore me out with all the hot sex."
I blushed and ducked my head, causing Sam to lift my chin, "I love your blush, Sweetheart, but there's nothing to be embarrassed about. We expressed our feelings for each other physically, and we connected on an intimate level."
I nodded, "I know, and I don't regret a second of it. I'm just not used to talking about it. I don't do girl talk... I've always been a private person. Having you to do those things with is new to me, so you'll have to give me time to be comfortable talking about it."
He nodded before kissing me sweetly, then whispered, "Eat, my little Beauty. Then we'll crawl into bed where I can hold you." I beamed at him, tucking quickly into my breakfast.
We talked and laughed at each others' stories of the past while we ate. When Sam was done cleaning up, he smiled and picked me up bridal style. I had him let me down outside of the bathroom. As I opened the door back up after I finished, he came out of the bedroom with a smile. He carried me to bed, placing me gently against the pillows, then crawled in next to me, saying, "Would you like the alarm?"
I nodded, "What time do you think Paul will be here? Is anyone else coming?"
He nodded, "He should be here around lunch, and pretty much everyone is coming back. Sue's bringing lunch already prepared. I think the girls wanted to start packing your room with you."
I smiled, "I like them. It's going to be nice having someone to talk to that is in the same position as me. I've had to hide things from my friends ever since I moved here. I didn't have anyone I could really trust... I definitely couldn't confide in them with the supernatural stuff, so having Leah and Kim will be so nice."
He beamed at me as he stroked my cheek, then I said, "Let's set it for ten, that way we can have our shower time and be dressed before they start showing up."
He set the alarm, then said, "Oh..." as he hopped out of bed, headed to my dresser, and pulled out my Elle MacPherson 'Skylight' chemise. I sat up with a questioning look, so he whispered, "Just in case Charlie happens to come home and look in... or I could lock the door. It's up to you, Angel."
I shook my head, "Lock the door and get those shorts off, Mister. I want to feel you next to me."
He beamed, dropping my chemise back in the drawer. After locking the door, he pulled his shorts off, then climbed back into bed. He pulled the thin covers up to my waist, curled himself around me, then placed his hand just under my navel. After kissing my mark, he whispered, "Sweet dreams, my mate."
I hummed and scooted back into his embrace further, whispering, "Sweet dreams, my mate."
As sleep overtook me, I could have sworn I heard Sam whisper, "I love you, Isabella."
The next thing I knew, I was being kissed awake. Sam was whispering between kisses, "Time to wake, my little Beauty. It's a few minutes before ten."
I smiled, weaving my hands into his hair as he continued kissing down my ribs.
When he nipped at my mound, I moaned, "I never want to wake up another way again... especially if this is how you wake me."
He chuckled as he looked up into my eyes, "You were dreaming... and your arousal smells extremely sweet right now. I couldn't help it."
I moaned as he sucked lightly at the top of my mound, sliding two fingers into me slowly. He hummed, "It must have been an extremely good dream if you're already this wet."
He curled his fingers inside me to make his point. I gasped, arching in pleasure, "Ungh, fuck."
His long fingers swirled in a circle against my front wall, making me cry out as he said in a sexy voice, "Mmhmm... that's it, Isabella. Let go, Sweetheart, and cum for me."
He thrust his fingers deeper and angled them to curl repeatedly against my spot, then pressed down with his other hand just above my mound. I trembled violently when the ecstasy started to take over, just as he bit down on my clit while humming. My hands tightened in his hair as I screamed and quaked in ecstasy. He moaned in pleasure while he lapped at me, working me eagerly through my orgasm.
As I came down, he hummed, "You taste so fucking sweet right now, Isabella. My wolf is screaming to be inside you... to fuck you senseless and cum deep inside you."
I moaned at seeing him lift his fingers to his mouth and suck my juices from them, then he smirked before twirling his tongue in my entrance, trying to lap up every drop he could.
I whimpered after a minute, "If you don't hurry up and get us in the shower so you can fuck me, I might just have to take care of myself."
He growled, "I'll be asking to watch you do that later, but you will not be taking care of yourself now."
He picked me up, carried me to the bathroom stark naked, then sat me on the counter as he got the water running.
When he picked me back up, he walked me into the shower, pressing me directly against the wall as he kissed me fiercely. The contrast between his immense heat and the cold of the tile wall made my breathing hitch, then a whimper of need pass my lips. He pulled me up higher against the wall, then lowered me onto his thick length in one smooth stroke. We both moaned, breaking the kiss before he whispered, "Brace your hands on the wall down by your ass, Isabella."
I did, then he backed up a couple of steps, pulling my bottom half with him while my shoulders and arms stayed against the wall. He hummed as he looked down at me, "If I could, I swear I'd keep you naked, wet, and seated on my cock all the time. So sexy."
I whimpered, "Please, Sam... please, I need you." With that, he grasped both of my hips and thrust into me.
This round between us was frenzied and passionate... like there was a need deep inside both of us that begged to be filled, other than the end result being both of our orgasms... something deeper and primal. We were lost to everything outside of each other quite quickly. By the time we'd both cum numerous times, I was spent.
He held me tenderly as he washed me. When he was done, I washed him just as tenderly. He loved me washing his hair, and I loved the way his soapy hands massaged my every curve as he tended to me.
We got out when the water began to cool too much, then he handed me a towel. Once I was dried and had towel-dried my hair, I wrapped the towel around me, asking, "Anyone here yet?"
He looked at me sheepishly, so I knew we were caught. He nodded, "By the time I realized, we had already finished. I was too caught up in you during to notice. Charlie and Sue have posted themselves out on the back porch to wait until we come down. They're laughing, so they aren't angry."
He wrapped his towel around himself, then peeked out the door to be sure.
Once we were safely in the room with the door locked, I dropped my towel before heading to my dresser. I pulled out an ivory strapless lace bra and boyshort set, then got my strapless raisin colored jumper with the gold accents from my closet. Sam smiled as he pulled on a new pair of shorts, "You'll be comfortable in that."
I nodded, "I haven't worn it since Phoenix because the weather is never right here, but now I can finally wear it again. I love this jumper."
He whimpered when he saw me in my bra and boyshorts, but I said, "Charlie must already know from the performance he heard earlier, but I don't want to give him reason to make you leave. We need to get down there, but I can't do that without getting dressed. While I finish dressing, can you find my flowered gold hair sticks and my brush from my bag? I have a pair gold socks in my top drawer."
He kissed my neck, "Of course, Angel." He placed the items on the bed while I got my jumper on. As I sat, he lifted my right foot, placing a kiss to the top before putting my sock on. I giggled, causing him to smile while repeating his action with my left foot.
I smiled when he finished with my left sock, saying, "Thank you. You didn't have to do that, though."
I started brushing out my hair as he said, "I know, but I like taking care of you. Doing things like this... seeing you smile... makes me feel good. I want to give you the attention you deserve, Isabella."
I cupped his cheek, "Okay... and I do like you caring for me."
I twisted my hair up into a messy bun with some strands left loose, then used my hair sticks to secure it. He smiled while kissing my mark, "I like being able to see it."
I nodded, "That's why I went strapless… plus, it doesn't hurt that every time you kiss your mark, I get a pleasant tingling feeling."
He smiled while opening his arms, "Ready?" I nodded, so he picked the outside blanket up off the bed. He wrapped me up, then carried me downstairs.
Charlie and Sue came in as we walked into the kitchen, both beaming at us. I blushed, but Charlie said, "I guess congratulations are in order, Bells. I'm happy for you."
I looked up at him, causing him to assure me, "Seriously, Bells. I won't be interfering with what goes on between you and Sam. I understand how imprinting works, having seen both Jared and Paul go through it. I just want you happy, and by the looks of it, Sam makes you extremely happy already."
I nodded, then decided to go for broke, "Dad, I don't want Sam to leave when the week is over."
Charlie just smiled and looked at Sue. They both smiled at me as Charlie said, "We know. The way you two were looking at each other last night confirmed for me that you had made your choice. Even before then, I had a feeling Sam wouldn't be going home when the week was over. Like I said... I won't interfere with your relationship with your mate. Yes, I can see he's marked you. My only question is, have you made a final decision about children and protection?"
I looked up at Sam while biting my lip. When he nodded with a tender smile, I said, "Yeah, Dad. We've decided to let nature have its way. We won't be preventing a life from forming out of our intimate time. I don't want to. I feel that if it's meant to be, it should happen without me trying to stop it. Sam agrees."
Charlie and Sue both beamed at us, then Sue kissed my cheek, gushing, "Oh, I'm so happy for the both of you."
Charlie slapped Sam on the back, "This is wonderful news, Son. It shouldn't be long before I can hear little feet pitter-pattering around. I don't want to be one of those old Papa’s that can't play with the kids."
I laughed, "Slow down, Dad. We don't even know if it'll happen right away. It may take a few months since yesterday was the first day I was off my pills."
Charlie nodded, "Alright, Bells. I'll try to be patient."
I laughed, then Sue said, "I brought a bunch of stuff for lunch from the diner, and I'm making homemade pizza tonight with all the fixings. Just let me know if there's something you don't want on yours."
I shook my head, "Piled high, just no anchovies or jalapeno peppers. Mild banana peppers are good though, along with all the other meats and veggies. Mmm, I'm hungry just thinking about it."
Sam laughed, "You just ate not too long ago. Looks like someone's getting her appetite back."
I whispered in his ear as I smirked, "Well it can't be helped with all the exercise we've had since last night. I'm surprised I'm not a puddle of mush on the shower floor right now."
I must have said it a little louder than I thought, seeing as I heard Charlie snicker to Sue, "They've been at it since last night? If we were that hot and heavy all night, I'd definitely be mush by now... or fast asleep."
I chuckled, "Sorry, Dad. Didn't mean for you to hear that... and we slept from six until ten this morning."
Sam chuckled in my ear, "Yeah, that 6 hours straight even wore me out, Kitten."
Charlie's eyes went wide, so I rushed out, "Okay. Time for a subject change, please. When is everyone else supposed to be here?"
Sue chuckled, then did go along with the subject change, thankfully. "In a few minutes, actually. They were stopping off at the community center to get boxes before they came. Billy had to direct how they put the boxes into the trucks, so that's why he and Quil aren't here yet."
I nodded, "That sounds like Billy. Sue, is there anything I can do while I sit here to help with lunch?"
She shook her head, "Nope. Everything's already done. I just have to set lunch, the plates, and utensils out on the bar when everyone is ready. I even brought paper plates and plastic utensils, so there won't be cleanup."
Bella's POV
His words alone about made me cum. I swear his mouth should be considered a deadly weapon... and his hands... and his... umm, yeah... all of him.
He slid his hands down my neck to my breasts while he slipped slowly into me, cupping them as his thumbs brushed back and forth over my nipples. They pebbled immediately, so I rocked my hips to gain friction. He shook his head while stilling my hips, "Uh-uh, just feel me, Isabella."
I whimpered as he slid his hands back up to my breasts, kneading them before gently tugging at my nipples. I moaned, "Oh, God... please, Sam... I need..."
He tugged harder as he rocked up into me, causing me to arch into him as I cried out in pleasure. He smirked, "Mmm... my little Siren likes it rough, does she?"
I whimpered and nodded as he angled my hips, then thrust up into me deeply. I cried out, my nails scratching at his abs without finding purchase. In reaction, he groaned, "Fuck, yes. You do like it rough. Do you want more, Isabella? Can you handle it?"
I whimpered, the plea evident in my tone, "Oh, God, yes. More... please, fuck me. I can't take slow right now. I need you too much."
He flipped us quickly, grabbed my ankles, spread my legs up in a wide V, then growled, "Brace yourself against the headboard, Isabella, and promise to tell me if it becomes too much."
I nodded, quickly bracing my hands up behind me on the headboard. He didn't wait, and instead slammed into me, fully seating himself with a groan as I gasped in pleasure, "Holy Christ... so good."
This time was much more animalistic than our first, but I definitely didn't mind. We became a mess of grunts, moans, growls and cries while he relentlessly slammed into me over and over, each thrust just as forceful as the first. I lost count how many times each of us came... how many positions we ended up in.
Somewhere along the line, we both plopped onto the bed, curling into each other. I noted breathlessly after a second, "Need a break now. I need fluids, but I don't even know if my legs will hold me."
He chuckled as he looked at the clock, "Do you even know how long we've been at it?"
I shook my head, "Nope and I lost count of how many times you came after the fourth. I couldn't even begin to keep track of mine. That was a lost cause from the start."
He laughed before kissing me lightly, "No more keeping track. We've been at it for almost 6 hours, and that's not even including the first time. I'll never ask if you can keep up with me, that's for sure."
I giggled, but he asked while brushing the damp hair from my face, "Do you want me to bring something up, or would you like me to carry you down?"
I smiled, "Down, please. I'll just wrap in a blanket; there's no way I'm trying to get dressed."
He nodded, "M'kay. You want breakfast or a snack?"
I smiled, kissing him lightly before he got up to pull on his shorts. My stomach practically snarled, so I did a 'Little Shop of Horrors' imitation, "Feed me, Seymour."
He laughed outright, making me giggle, then he wrapped my blanket around me, kissing my neck as he decided, "Breakfast it is, Angel. Come on. Paul should be done with his patrol soon, so I should be getting a phone call from him."
I nodded, then he carried me down to the kitchen. He brought out some leftover ham, saying, "Can you chop some of this for me while I do the mushrooms and onions? I'm going to make omelets and waffles for you this morning."
My stomach growled in agreement as I said, "Sure, that sounds really good."
I started humming absently as I worked, then I heard Sam gasp. I looked up to see what was wrong, but he had a look of awe on his face. I cocked my head to the side questioningly. In response, he asked, "What were you just singing, Beautiful?"
I shrugged, "Just a Fireflight song called 'Unbreakable'. It's on my iPod on my dresser. If you want, you can get it and dock it in the stereo in the living room."
He smiled before dashing up the stairs, then came down and docked my iPod. I smiled, shaking my head at his excitement, then said, "Hit the rock mix playlist. Then hit play. It's the first one, so it'll automatically play first."
He did, then came in smiling, "Sing it for me?" I nodded as I got back to work, singing along with the song.
I kept working through the next song, 'Awake and Alive' by Skillet. Sam actually surprised me by taking the male lead to sing it with me. He had an incredible voice, and I swore to myself to have him sing for me again. When this song was over, I smiled widely at him, saying, "We kick some serious ass on Skillet, Baby."
He nodded in agreement, took all of the ham I had cut up, then kissed me before saying, "We sure do, little Siren. I'll have to get my karaoke machine from my house the next time we have a get-together. You have an amazing voice, Isabella."
Just then, his phone rang. He smiled as he answered, "Hey Paul... Yeah, we're awake... Okay, go ahead and crash at mine, then come here when you wake up. Jared's on tonight, right?... Kay, get some sleep."
He flipped his phone shut, then said, "All's clear. He just wanted to know if he could crash at my place again. I swear I should just sell the place to him. He's asked me several times to let him buy it. He barely ever goes back to his dad's house now as it is. His dad's always working or out of town, and there are too many memories of his mom there. She died of cancer just before the Cullens came back to Forks."
I nodded sadly, then asked, "Would you sell it to him if you had another place?"
He smiled softly, "He has the down payment money, and the mortgage company already said they'd take him. He gets paid more than enough between the council and the construction company to make the payments, plus he's become a responsible person now that he has Leah... so yeah, I guess I would consider selling to him. I don't want to move further away from you, though, so I don't know."
I knew I didn't want to ever sleep without him again, but the thing was getting Charlie to agree. I bit my bottom lip as I got lost in thought... until I felt a pleasant tingle run through me when Sam kissed my mark, "You alright, Beautiful? You look troubled."
I smiled softly, "I'm fine... just got lost in my head for a few. Did you say something that I missed?"
He shook his head, "Just that our breakfast is ready."
My stomach voiced its appreciation as Sam set my plate in front of me with a very large omelet, waffles, and bacon strips. Then he placed two bottles of water in front of me, along with a large glass of orange juice. I smiled, "Thanks, this looks so good. I think I might even be able to eat all of this. It'll definitely be time for a nap afterwards, though. We'll have to postpone the shower until we wake up."
Sam chuckled, "Good, because I think you wore me out with all the hot sex."
I blushed and ducked my head, causing Sam to lift my chin, "I love your blush, Sweetheart, but there's nothing to be embarrassed about. We expressed our feelings for each other physically, and we connected on an intimate level."
I nodded, "I know, and I don't regret a second of it. I'm just not used to talking about it. I don't do girl talk... I've always been a private person. Having you to do those things with is new to me, so you'll have to give me time to be comfortable talking about it."
He nodded before kissing me sweetly, then whispered, "Eat, my little Beauty. Then we'll crawl into bed where I can hold you." I beamed at him, tucking quickly into my breakfast.
We talked and laughed at each others' stories of the past while we ate. When Sam was done cleaning up, he smiled and picked me up bridal style. I had him let me down outside of the bathroom. As I opened the door back up after I finished, he came out of the bedroom with a smile. He carried me to bed, placing me gently against the pillows, then crawled in next to me, saying, "Would you like the alarm?"
I nodded, "What time do you think Paul will be here? Is anyone else coming?"
He nodded, "He should be here around lunch, and pretty much everyone is coming back. Sue's bringing lunch already prepared. I think the girls wanted to start packing your room with you."
I smiled, "I like them. It's going to be nice having someone to talk to that is in the same position as me. I've had to hide things from my friends ever since I moved here. I didn't have anyone I could really trust... I definitely couldn't confide in them with the supernatural stuff, so having Leah and Kim will be so nice."
He beamed at me as he stroked my cheek, then I said, "Let's set it for ten, that way we can have our shower time and be dressed before they start showing up."
He set the alarm, then said, "Oh..." as he hopped out of bed, headed to my dresser, and pulled out my Elle MacPherson 'Skylight' chemise. I sat up with a questioning look, so he whispered, "Just in case Charlie happens to come home and look in... or I could lock the door. It's up to you, Angel."
I shook my head, "Lock the door and get those shorts off, Mister. I want to feel you next to me."
He beamed, dropping my chemise back in the drawer. After locking the door, he pulled his shorts off, then climbed back into bed. He pulled the thin covers up to my waist, curled himself around me, then placed his hand just under my navel. After kissing my mark, he whispered, "Sweet dreams, my mate."
I hummed and scooted back into his embrace further, whispering, "Sweet dreams, my mate."
As sleep overtook me, I could have sworn I heard Sam whisper, "I love you, Isabella."
The next thing I knew, I was being kissed awake. Sam was whispering between kisses, "Time to wake, my little Beauty. It's a few minutes before ten."
I smiled, weaving my hands into his hair as he continued kissing down my ribs.
When he nipped at my mound, I moaned, "I never want to wake up another way again... especially if this is how you wake me."
He chuckled as he looked up into my eyes, "You were dreaming... and your arousal smells extremely sweet right now. I couldn't help it."
I moaned as he sucked lightly at the top of my mound, sliding two fingers into me slowly. He hummed, "It must have been an extremely good dream if you're already this wet."
He curled his fingers inside me to make his point. I gasped, arching in pleasure, "Ungh, fuck."
His long fingers swirled in a circle against my front wall, making me cry out as he said in a sexy voice, "Mmhmm... that's it, Isabella. Let go, Sweetheart, and cum for me."
He thrust his fingers deeper and angled them to curl repeatedly against my spot, then pressed down with his other hand just above my mound. I trembled violently when the ecstasy started to take over, just as he bit down on my clit while humming. My hands tightened in his hair as I screamed and quaked in ecstasy. He moaned in pleasure while he lapped at me, working me eagerly through my orgasm.
As I came down, he hummed, "You taste so fucking sweet right now, Isabella. My wolf is screaming to be inside you... to fuck you senseless and cum deep inside you."
I moaned at seeing him lift his fingers to his mouth and suck my juices from them, then he smirked before twirling his tongue in my entrance, trying to lap up every drop he could.
I whimpered after a minute, "If you don't hurry up and get us in the shower so you can fuck me, I might just have to take care of myself."
He growled, "I'll be asking to watch you do that later, but you will not be taking care of yourself now."
He picked me up, carried me to the bathroom stark naked, then sat me on the counter as he got the water running.
When he picked me back up, he walked me into the shower, pressing me directly against the wall as he kissed me fiercely. The contrast between his immense heat and the cold of the tile wall made my breathing hitch, then a whimper of need pass my lips. He pulled me up higher against the wall, then lowered me onto his thick length in one smooth stroke. We both moaned, breaking the kiss before he whispered, "Brace your hands on the wall down by your ass, Isabella."
I did, then he backed up a couple of steps, pulling my bottom half with him while my shoulders and arms stayed against the wall. He hummed as he looked down at me, "If I could, I swear I'd keep you naked, wet, and seated on my cock all the time. So sexy."
I whimpered, "Please, Sam... please, I need you." With that, he grasped both of my hips and thrust into me.
This round between us was frenzied and passionate... like there was a need deep inside both of us that begged to be filled, other than the end result being both of our orgasms... something deeper and primal. We were lost to everything outside of each other quite quickly. By the time we'd both cum numerous times, I was spent.
He held me tenderly as he washed me. When he was done, I washed him just as tenderly. He loved me washing his hair, and I loved the way his soapy hands massaged my every curve as he tended to me.
We got out when the water began to cool too much, then he handed me a towel. Once I was dried and had towel-dried my hair, I wrapped the towel around me, asking, "Anyone here yet?"
He looked at me sheepishly, so I knew we were caught. He nodded, "By the time I realized, we had already finished. I was too caught up in you during to notice. Charlie and Sue have posted themselves out on the back porch to wait until we come down. They're laughing, so they aren't angry."
He wrapped his towel around himself, then peeked out the door to be sure.
Once we were safely in the room with the door locked, I dropped my towel before heading to my dresser. I pulled out an ivory strapless lace bra and boyshort set, then got my strapless raisin colored jumper with the gold accents from my closet. Sam smiled as he pulled on a new pair of shorts, "You'll be comfortable in that."
I nodded, "I haven't worn it since Phoenix because the weather is never right here, but now I can finally wear it again. I love this jumper."
He whimpered when he saw me in my bra and boyshorts, but I said, "Charlie must already know from the performance he heard earlier, but I don't want to give him reason to make you leave. We need to get down there, but I can't do that without getting dressed. While I finish dressing, can you find my flowered gold hair sticks and my brush from my bag? I have a pair gold socks in my top drawer."
He kissed my neck, "Of course, Angel." He placed the items on the bed while I got my jumper on. As I sat, he lifted my right foot, placing a kiss to the top before putting my sock on. I giggled, causing him to smile while repeating his action with my left foot.
I smiled when he finished with my left sock, saying, "Thank you. You didn't have to do that, though."
I started brushing out my hair as he said, "I know, but I like taking care of you. Doing things like this... seeing you smile... makes me feel good. I want to give you the attention you deserve, Isabella."
I cupped his cheek, "Okay... and I do like you caring for me."
I twisted my hair up into a messy bun with some strands left loose, then used my hair sticks to secure it. He smiled while kissing my mark, "I like being able to see it."
I nodded, "That's why I went strapless… plus, it doesn't hurt that every time you kiss your mark, I get a pleasant tingling feeling."
He smiled while opening his arms, "Ready?" I nodded, so he picked the outside blanket up off the bed. He wrapped me up, then carried me downstairs.
Charlie and Sue came in as we walked into the kitchen, both beaming at us. I blushed, but Charlie said, "I guess congratulations are in order, Bells. I'm happy for you."
I looked up at him, causing him to assure me, "Seriously, Bells. I won't be interfering with what goes on between you and Sam. I understand how imprinting works, having seen both Jared and Paul go through it. I just want you happy, and by the looks of it, Sam makes you extremely happy already."
I nodded, then decided to go for broke, "Dad, I don't want Sam to leave when the week is over."
Charlie just smiled and looked at Sue. They both smiled at me as Charlie said, "We know. The way you two were looking at each other last night confirmed for me that you had made your choice. Even before then, I had a feeling Sam wouldn't be going home when the week was over. Like I said... I won't interfere with your relationship with your mate. Yes, I can see he's marked you. My only question is, have you made a final decision about children and protection?"
I looked up at Sam while biting my lip. When he nodded with a tender smile, I said, "Yeah, Dad. We've decided to let nature have its way. We won't be preventing a life from forming out of our intimate time. I don't want to. I feel that if it's meant to be, it should happen without me trying to stop it. Sam agrees."
Charlie and Sue both beamed at us, then Sue kissed my cheek, gushing, "Oh, I'm so happy for the both of you."
Charlie slapped Sam on the back, "This is wonderful news, Son. It shouldn't be long before I can hear little feet pitter-pattering around. I don't want to be one of those old Papa’s that can't play with the kids."
I laughed, "Slow down, Dad. We don't even know if it'll happen right away. It may take a few months since yesterday was the first day I was off my pills."
Charlie nodded, "Alright, Bells. I'll try to be patient."
I laughed, then Sue said, "I brought a bunch of stuff for lunch from the diner, and I'm making homemade pizza tonight with all the fixings. Just let me know if there's something you don't want on yours."
I shook my head, "Piled high, just no anchovies or jalapeno peppers. Mild banana peppers are good though, along with all the other meats and veggies. Mmm, I'm hungry just thinking about it."
Sam laughed, "You just ate not too long ago. Looks like someone's getting her appetite back."
I whispered in his ear as I smirked, "Well it can't be helped with all the exercise we've had since last night. I'm surprised I'm not a puddle of mush on the shower floor right now."
I must have said it a little louder than I thought, seeing as I heard Charlie snicker to Sue, "They've been at it since last night? If we were that hot and heavy all night, I'd definitely be mush by now... or fast asleep."
I chuckled, "Sorry, Dad. Didn't mean for you to hear that... and we slept from six until ten this morning."
Sam chuckled in my ear, "Yeah, that 6 hours straight even wore me out, Kitten."
Charlie's eyes went wide, so I rushed out, "Okay. Time for a subject change, please. When is everyone else supposed to be here?"
Sue chuckled, then did go along with the subject change, thankfully. "In a few minutes, actually. They were stopping off at the community center to get boxes before they came. Billy had to direct how they put the boxes into the trucks, so that's why he and Quil aren't here yet."
I nodded, "That sounds like Billy. Sue, is there anything I can do while I sit here to help with lunch?"
She shook her head, "Nope. Everything's already done. I just have to set lunch, the plates, and utensils out on the bar when everyone is ready. I even brought paper plates and plastic utensils, so there won't be cleanup."