Be Mine (English Translation) 15

Ok, we´re getting close to the end of this fic, so I hope that you had fun with it and that you want to share your thoughts with me.

Are you interested in another translation? I think next I´ll translate an OS featuring Leah, called “Fatal Summer” that I based on the Christina Rosenvinge song. I´ll start working in it sometime on the next few days.

Hugs,

A.

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Capítulo 15

I love you more than all that's on the planet
Movin', talkin', walkin', breathin'
You know it's true
Oh baby it's so funny almost don't believe it

As every voice is hangin' from the silence
Lamps are hangin' from the ceilin'
Like a lady tied to her manners
I'm tied up to this feeling.

Underneath your clothes / Shakira

 Bella POV

On Monday I woke up late... it was around 10 in the morning, and it was another day I hadn´t gone to school... But I didn´t care. I was very good at studying from home, and I seriously thought about going back to school just to present my final exams.

My future was quite uncertain considering that I couldn’t be separated from Paul, and Paul was condemned to stay in La Push indefinitely... Maybe we could attend the Community College in Port Angeles, or take courses online from home, but either way, I would have time to analyze it calmly during the summer, because I hadn´t sent applications to any decent university yet, and time was running out .

I stretched taking an inventory of my body... I felt muscular pains in all my extremities and my stomach, but they were all pains that made me feel good. They were a silent testimony of the excesses committed in a day and a night of passion with mi wolf.

Paul slept beside me, naked, strong and beautiful, with a semi-smile on his lips. He looked at peace and content, and that made me love him a little more.

An idea crossed my mind and before cowering, I sank between the sheets and took his morning erection with my hand, gently running my lips over it, kissing the tip. Paul groaned deeply and projected his hips forward.

Ok, he seemed to like it...

Then I tried licking it all the way, like I saw they did in the porn movies I saw on my laptop during Paul's coma (for educational purposes, of course).

I just wanted to learn to satisfy him as he satisfied me.

Paul looked for me with his hands half asleep, and when he found me between his legs he woke up completely, startled.

-“What are you doing Princess?” – He asked, panting.

-“You don´t know? It's this new thing called “oral sex”” - I replied kissing it´s tip once more and giving it a twist of my tongue.

-“Aaaaagh! Where did you learn to do that?” – He asked, breathless.

-“While you were sleeping” - I answered, and put in my mouth as much as I could without retching, and set a stop with my hand surrounding it to cover the rest... Mmmmmh... This was uncomfortable, but not so bad...

And then I began to suck, taking what I could in my mouth and then going up almost to the end, tongue twisting, sucking, taking it it in my mouth again, and repeat... Again and again.

Paul was in the glory, muttering incoherently and stroking my hair…

Suddenly, he pushed the cover back, exposing me.

-“Mmmmmmh... Princess... The sexiest fucking thing I've ever seen... Don’t stop... Don’t stop” - He said anxious, like I was plotting to stop and leave him all hot and bothered like that.

Even though after a few minutes my jaw hurt a little, I felt powerful and in control, because I had my wolf writhing in pleasure at my slightest touch. In fact, seeing Paul so excited was taking its toll on me, and I would need relief soon...

-“Princess... St ... Stop!” - He gasped suddenly when I felt him approaching his climax.

-“Did I do something wrong?” - I asked disappointed... I was even willing to let him finish in my mouth, like in the movies (but less grotesquely).

-“No, you were spectacular... But I need to finish in you, come here” - He said taking me by the waist and positioning me on his stomach, he proceeded to kiss my neck and chest while with one hand he caressed me between the legs – “You're always so wet”! - He exclaimed, marveled.

-“For you” - I answered as usual, panting.

-“Ride your wolf” - He asked me. Paul loved when I was on top, he loved to see me empowered and in control.

Slowly I settled down to have his tip in my entrance, and very slowly I sat until I had it completely inside me. We both breathed out a breath we didn´t know we were holding, and I began to move in slow circles, to torture him even more.

But of course, with Paul "slow" doesn’t generally last long, since he loses his patience when he´s too excited, so he took me by the hips and began to guide my movements, projecting his own hips up sharply.

I followed the rhythm that he imposed on me by resting my hands on his stomach, and he began to caress my clitoris with one of his hands until he brought me to my climax.

When the first waves of my orgasm shook me, he let himself go, and we ended almost in unison.

-“I love you” - I said kissing his chest with a dumb smile plastered on my face.

-“I love you... The best girlfriend... Ever...” - He panted and kissed my hair.

I suddenly felt exhausted and snuggled into his side to enjoy another “morning nap”.

oooOooo

I woke up a few hours later to the sound of the entrance door closing.

-“Paul?” - I exclaimed not seeing or feeling him by my side.

-“Easy Princess, I was taking over my role as your food supplier” - She said entering the bedroom and placing on the bed 2 boxes of family-sized pizzas.

-“All this is for me?” - I asked smiling.

-“If you can eat them alone, go ahead!” - He exclaimed defiantly, with a smile.

That day we spend it in bed too and there´s only one word to describe it: Wonderful.

oooOooo

Two weeks later I was in the supermarket buying the groceries for the week. Paul on the other hand, was employed as a construction worker of a new (and very small) strip mall that would be installed Forks. Actually, most of The Pack worked in that building when they didn’t have Pack business or rounds, because the foreman is a childhood friend of Sam's, and although the boys were not always available to work full time, it is always a good idea to hire werewolves to perform physical works, since they are tireless and very strong.

-“Bella Swan! What a surprise!” - Exclaimed Jessica Stanley's sharp, irritating voice from behind me.

-“Fuck!” – I exclaimed quietly, Paul´s foul language rubbing on in me – “Hello Jess” - I said turning, resigned.

-“I thought the earth had swallowed you, since you don’t even go to school...” - she commented.

-“I haven´t left school Jess, I'm just sending homework and studying from home” - I answered brusquely throwing a box of tampons into the car. My period was supposed to start the next day and I was already a bit nauseous, although that could be because of to my meeting with Jessica.

-“Oh! And can I know where your house is? Because I thought you were back with your mother... Since you don´t live with the Chief anymore!” -The insidious little witch said.

-“I'm living in La Push” – I answered, cursing myself for being unable to lie or hide information.

-“Oooh! The Chief threw you out of the house?” - Said the harpy, very happy to have a new gossip to spread.

-“Nop, I left because I wanted to do so” - I answered – “And if you excuse me Jess, the truth is that I'm running quite late” - I said heading towards the cash registers.

-“Oh, Ok, bye... Oh! Bella! Who are you living with in La Push?” - She insisted.

-“Paul Meraz” - I answered regretting to myself one more time my lack of verbal filter. I left Jessica with an open mouth and I hurried to pay as quickly as possible to get out of there.

oooOooo

 The next day my period didn’t arrive. The next one either...

I thought it would be a side effect of the damn contraceptive pills wreaking havoc with my hormonal system, but the next day it didn’t arrive either.

What the hell? I´m always like a clock!

Well… Although remembering carefully, I recognize that I forgot to take one or two pills during this chaotic month... Or three or four... Shit! My head was occupied with more important things, like Paul's coma! Granted, I did take them as soon as I remembered the cycle… (One or two days later). Damn! And what if I'm pregnant? What would Paul say? Will he think I did it on purpose? Or that I´m a moron, unable to follow the most basic instructions? Am I going to become a single mother, an outcast even in a Pack of outcasts?

Oh, my God! I'm barely eighteen, Renee and Charlie are going to be so disappointed in me... And the gossip! I don’t even want to think about what everyone is going to say! And Lauren and Jessica... Agh!

Ok… Think Bella… Everything would suck, but... What do I feel? Mmmmmh... I feel a wave of heat spreading from my belly... Yes... I would love to have puppies with my Paul someday... I can imagine a baby with the dark skin and the deep eyes of his father, playing in the garden... Shit! I interrupted my fantasy and decided to run to the pharmacy. That is the only smart move.

Fortunately I don’t know the pharmacist on duty and I bought three tests from different brands, just to be sure, although my body seems to have decided that vote yes, I'm going to be a mother!

I hurried to return to La Push, thinking about doing the tests secretly before Paul returns home... It isn´t worth worrying him about without reason, right?

oooOooo

I was waiting for the results of the tests... Those where the longest minutes of my existence... Well, it was time... I took the stick of the first test... POSITIVE. Oh, my God! I'm going to be a mom! The joy doesn’t let me breathe and I move my hands to my stomach, cradling my puppy... A little Paul who will come to shape our little family. Yes!

I took the stick of the second test... NEGATIVE... I felt literally as if I had lost my son... I wanted to cry and I realized that in my heart I yearn to be a mother and have a family with my Paul more than anything else in the world.

Trembling, I took the third stick: NEGATIVE. And I broke down crying.

I curled up on the floor between the sink and the tub and cried for the "loss" of my baby... The loss of my dreams.

It's really silly, I know, it's not that I couldn´t be a mother or that I had an abortion, but the illusion that THIS son was giving me was dead... Because it's a statistical thing, right? two out of three mean I'm most surely not pregnant?

 Shit! I couldn’t live with that uncertainty. I took the keys to my truck and decided to go to the hospital in Port Angeles to get the blood tests that would rule completely out my possible pregnancy. If there was even a small possibility that it was true, I decided to hold on to it.

I didn’t want to take a chance with the The Reservation´s polyclinic... Everyone would find out about the result before I could break the news to Paul...

I drove carefully... The pavement was slippery with the rain and I couldn’t risk having an accident in my "state".

I arrived at the General Hospital of Port Angeles and asked for the corresponding blood tests. I hate needles, but for my puppy I could stand them...

They told me that the results would be available in 2 days, since they have a lot of accumulated work in the lab. How would I handle the anxiety? I don’t know... But I have no other choice and I decide to go back home immediately so that Paul doesn’t realize that I went so far.

When I was passing thru Forks, I realized that my truck was about to run out of gas and I had to recharge it immediately, or I would not get to La Push.

While refueling, I decided that I wanted to eat a Milky Way and went to the inside of the gas station store to buy a couple of bars of my favorite treat.

When I entered, I realized with the corner of my eye that the person in charge was talking with two people, a man and a woman, young, foreign people.

Although something was very familiar about them... Too familiar.

I took a second look and my heart sank... The two young people talking to the manager were none other than Edward and Alice Cullen.

-Bella! - Alice yelled, pouncing at me.

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Chan chan chaaaaaaan! (telenovela´s suspense music)

Didn´t you wanted Cullens? There you have Cullens.

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