Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

The Heat Of You

By Wizardtho

A/N: Little bit of a time jump, but I figured our couple could have another try at being intimate. If you don’t want to read it, you can feel free to skip this chapter. There are no major plot happenings in this chapter, just a big step forward in their relationship.

Chapter 29:

Time slipped by, our days filled with getting to know each other more when we weren’t sleeping, and our nights filled with hunting, patrolling, and training. 

We had even gotten a bit closer intimately over the last month. Paul’s deliciously passionate kisses never failed to make my whole body heat with desire.

It was around 8 am, and we were winding down from our nightly patrol. Paul was currently lying between my legs, his head on my chest, his arms around my waist and wedged under me in the seam of the couch cushion, and his attention was on the TV. My fingers mindlessly played with his short hair as I lay on my back with my legs lazily wrapped around his body.

Try as I might, I couldn’t pay attention to SpongeBob. My mind was filled with thoughts of Paul’s last few steamy kisses, the heat of his body against mine, and how frustrated I’d been when Paul would pull away to give me space. I understood he was doing it because he was trying not to push me, but damn it, all I really wanted was to feel his hands on me at those times.

Paul’s chest expanded as he inhaled, then his whole body vibrated with his growl as he placed a slow kiss where his ear had just rested between my breasts.

His eyes met mine, and the look of desire in them had me biting my lip. He hummed as his eyes darted to my lips, then asked softly, “I know that reaction wasn’t from watching SpongeBob, Swan. Care to fill me in?”

I let out a breath, knowing he was talking about me being aroused by my thoughts, then gathered my courage before whispering, “I want more.” 

My thumb traced his lips, then he lifted himself to hover over me as he asked seriously, “More?”

I nodded, then explained, “I was thinking about us… being intimate. The way I feel when you kiss me, and how I’ve just been frustrated when you back away -no fear, no discomfort, no relief that you stopped. There’s just frustration, and the need to feel you touching me.”

Paul let his body settle a little more firmly against mine, then dipped down to lick across the seam of my lips. My eyes fluttered closed as I hummed slightly, loving the feeling of his heat nearly surrounding me. 

Before my eyes could reopen, Paul’s lips met my own. At first, our kiss was teasing and light, but it quickly turned into our tongues tangling as a desperate sort of mewl escaped my throat.

Paul broke the kiss, then panted into my open mouth as he wrapped my legs around his waist, “Hold onto me, Baby Girl.”

He quickly lifted me, then strode directly to our room before climbing onto the bed. His mouth eagerly sought mine again, and I couldn’t help but moan loudly as I pressed my upper body against his. 

At the point where Paul would usually stop and move away, I was pleased to feel his large, hot hands gliding up my bare back under my tank top. I broke the kiss, moaning as my head fell back, “More. So warm. Touch me.”

Paul’s lips met my chin, causing me to hum as my hands wove tightly into his short hair. As he kissed and nipped his way from my chin to my mate mark, his hands made their way in opposite directions… one to my ass, to pull me even closer, and one to my breast. 

Just as Paul let his teeth scrape against my mate mark, his fingers brushed teasingly over my nipple. My arousal shot through the roof, and I whimpered while pressing my chest further into his hand. 

With a sucking kiss, Paul lifted his head, then my tank top was suddenly tossed away from us. Both of Paul’s palms brushed against my nipples while his fingers teased the skin of my breasts. His wolf came to the surface in his eyes as he nearly growled, “Fuck, you’re beautiful. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wanted these in my mouth.” He gently rolled my nipples between his fingers, causing them to instantly tighten further.

“Yes. Oh, God, yes,” I moaned while shifting on top of him. I felt myself settling perfectly against his hard length, and I had to take a moment to catch my breath at the feeling of raw desire that rushed through my entire body. 

Paul stilled below me, eyes seeking mine, then suddenly he flipped us and pressed his whole body against mine. When my eyes fluttered at the feeling, he lifted his torso, tweaked my nipple, and rocked against me. 

I gasped loudly as both sensations wove through me, causing Paul to lick my mate mark before groaning against it, “Too much?” 

I shook my head quickly, then whimpered while rocking my hips into his, “More. Please, Paul, touch me.”

Paul hummed at my action, then cupped one of my breasts as his mouth surrounded my nipple. After mercilessly teasing both my nipples, flicking them with his tongue and scraping his teeth along them, he finally sat back on his heels and rested his hands on my clothed hips.

Knowing he was seeking permission, I nodded while panting. He peeled my yoga shorts from my body, then inhaled deeply. His desire-filled eyes sought mine as he whispered, “I can smell how aroused you are, Baby Girl.”

Paul stalked back up the bed as if I were his prey. Even though I should have been scared, my need for him to touch me had me biting my lip while spreading my legs in invitation.  

A growl slipped from Paul’s chest as he nuzzled his nose against my slit, causing me to gasp while threading my fingers through his hair. He hummed as he looked up at me, his fingers lightly gliding up and down my slit. As he showed me his wet fingers, he promised, “This… you being so aroused that it’s already soaking the sheets under you… has my mouth watering to taste you.” His fingers disappeared into his mouth, and I bit my lip again as my nervousness spiked.

No one had ever…

Paul’s eyes quickly met mine, then he assured me, “Don’t be nervous. There’s no way to accurately describe what you taste like, but there’s absolutely nothing that I want more than to make you cum on my tongue right now, Bella.”

His hot tongue slid from my entrance to my clit, and my whole body trembled as all the air forced itself from my lungs. “Oh, fuck.”

Paul stilled, his head between my legs as his eyes met mine, “Too much?” 

His hot breath dancing across my sensitive skin made another tremble rock through me before I whimpered, “So good. Please, Paul.”

My fingers threaded into his hair again, and Paul hummed as he eagerly lapped at my center. It wasn’t long before I cried out and begged Paul not to stop. That’s when I felt him slowly press two fingers into me. My eyes widened as I gasped in shock, but Paul whispered seriously, “It’s me, Baby Girl. Feel me.”

His fingers slid out, then back in fully. I gasped again, but this time in pleasure. “So warm and thick. Don’t stop. Paul, I’m so close.”

Paul’s wolf shone in his eyes as he growled, “So soft and slick. Give it to me, Baby Girl. Cum for me.”

That was all it took for me to let go… to surrender to the pleasure my mate was making me feel. My orgasm washed through me, but Paul’s pleased rumble as he sucked and lapped and pressed his fingers deep only made it that much more intense.

As the pleasure began to fade, Paul kissed and nipped at my skin, making his way up my body before settling in his original position with his head between my breasts. Once he was settled, he nuzzled his nose against my breast while humming, “I think I’ve found a new addiction. You taste so much better than bacon.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle, “Oh, no! I’ve dethroned the precious bacon?”

He tickled my ribs for a second, then licked each of my nipples before his eyes met mine, “I could live between your thighs, Swan, and never want anything else.”

I nudged Paul’s shoulder, and he took the hint, flipping our position so I was now hovering over him. As I settled with my core against the very prominent evidence of his need for me, I moaned against his lips, “Just think of how many cute little pigs could be saved.”

Paul’s hands roamed my back and ass as he groaned in reply, “I can’t concentrate on pigs when you’re naked on top of me, Swan.”

I sat up, scooted back just enough to rest on his upper thighs, then settled while letting both of my hands glide up his shorts over his manhood. Paul’s eyes fluttered as he let out a shaky breath. The sight was sexier than anything I’d ever seen before, which caused my arousal to spike.

Paul inhaled deeply, then whispered, “I’m yours, Baby Girl. Whatever you feel comfortable with.”

I teasingly snapped the waistband of his shorts against his hip, then at his raised eyebrow, I bit my lip and nodded. 

Almost before I could register his movement, Paul had ripped his shorts from his body, then tossed them away from us, never jostling me from my position. 

I looked down as he rested fully on the bed again, then let out a shaky breath while tentatively brushing my thumbs up the underside of his shaft. Paul’s breathing hitched, then he hummed as I wrapped my hand around him. 

My eyes connected with his, his wolf calm and alert in his eyes, and I leaned in to kiss him as my hand stroked length from base to tip. Paul gasped loudly, then took my mouth in a deeply passionate kiss. I couldn’t help but whimper as I stroked him more deeply, then a thought hit me. I let him go long enough to wipe my hand along my core, causing Paul to groan until he felt my wet hand stroking him. “Don’t leave… oh, fuck, Bella. Do that again.”

I let him go, only to sit up fully and catch his eyes. They quickly left mine, though, when my hand slowly reached my core and gathered my wetness. The next time my hand slid up his shaft, from base to tip, Paul let out a deep rumbling purr while arching his back. His eyes rolled as he said almost breathlessly, “Fuck, that feels incredible. I’m going to cum embarrassingly fast if you keep that up.”

His eyes met mine again, but he quickly sat up and started teasing my nipples as he kissed me desperately. I twisted my hand slightly as I reached the tip, then tightened my grip a bit as I made my way to the base, causing Paul to growl into my mouth. The action caused my arousal to shoot sky-high, which he instantly noticed. 

The next thing I knew, Paul was licking and sucking at his mate mark on my neck as his fingers pressed deep into my core. I stroked him faster, harder, as I cried out and clutched him to me. “That’s it. So fucking sexy. Right there, Baby Girl. Cum with me. Fuck!”

Paul’s hips bucked, so I stroked him quickly several times in a row, the first of his seed splashing against the underside of my breasts just as my orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. I couldn’t help but grab his hand with my free one, pressing harder against it as I rocked desperately. 

Paul must have understood, because even as another splash of his cum hit my stomach, he thrust his fingers quickly in and out of me, just as deep as he could go. My ecstatic cry bounced around the room as I bit down hard on the left side of Paul’s neck. My wolf let out a pleased growl, urging me to fuck my mate’s fingers while I marked him. 

Our orgasms had dissipated, and I still hadn’t let go of my hold on Paul’s shoulder. He’d pulled my body flush with his, and was stroking my back and thighs as he whispered to me, “I’m yours, Bella. Only yours. You can stay there as long as you need to.” 

After another minute, I hummed and released my bite, then lapped at it and swirled my tongue against the mark my teeth had left. Paul trembled in my arms as I tended to my bite mark, pulling me so that my core rested right against his length as he panted, “Fuck, that’s sensitive. I want to be inside you when you do that.”

With one more sucking lick, I lifted my head, and Paul crashed his mouth to mine. After an intense kiss, he rested his mouth against my mark and offered, “We’ll leave that for another time. I’ve already made a complete mess of both of us.”

I looked down between us, realizing quickly that he had cum quite a bit more than I had expected. I chuckled, then noticed how absolutely soaked my core and legs felt. I shook my head, then retorted, “I seem to have soaked both of us with how hard I came, so I think the blame can be laid on both of us.”

I was surprised I didn’t feel embarrassed; instead, I just felt taken care of… loved. 

With them, it had all been pain on top of more pain. Humiliation, degradation, and more pain. I had never been aroused, and of course, that made my pain worse. 

With Paul, it seemed like the more aroused he made me, the more aroused it made him. He wanted my pleasure… craved it even. That alone was a huge turn-on. 

Paul’s eyes shined as they held mine, then he pecked my lips as he stood from the bed with me still wrapped around him. “Time for a shower, some dry sheets, and a nap.”

I nodded as I brushed my thumb over his lips, then smiled slightly, “Sounds good to me. Maybe I can convince you to curl up naked with me for that nap.”

With a pleased growl as he walked us toward the bathroom, he promised, “Absolutely, Swan.”