Be Mine (English Translation) 11

Paul's lemonade! For all those who demand my head every time I leave them with the desire.

I warn you that I can be pretty graphic, so those who are not comfortable with sex scenes they shouldn’t  read the end of the chapter... (And the beginning of next, hehehehe).

Max KaDaR suggested to me to show you the houses, cars, and the furniture bought in the trip to Seattle, so you can find them in "Be mine, Extras" in my blog and in my Facebook album of this fic. The name is “Asallam Fic” and I´ll be delighted to accept new friendships.

 I hope you like the chapter, enjoy!

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Capítulo 11

Yeah!
Come on, come on, come on
Come on now touch me, baby
Can't you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won't you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?
Now, I'm gonna love you
Till the heavens stop the rain
I'm gonna love you
Till the stars fall from the sky for you and I

Touch me baby / The Doors

Bella POV

I woke up on Sunday morning, tired and a little sore. This had been an exhausting week and my body still wasn´t fully recovered from the near death experience...

Paul was by my side, awake, and his face was buried in my stomach sniffing my navel.

-“What are you doing?” - I asked sleepily.

-“I´m smelling you...” – He responded.

-“And that's not weird because...” - I said stretching myself – “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmh…”

-“Because I'm a wolf” - He said, and came up sniffing from my navel to my neck through the center of my chest.

-“I also want to smell you ...” - I said clinging to his hair to expose his neck – “Mmmmmh... musk, pine, rain ... You smell like a man ... I like it” - I said, and licked his neck, savoring his skin. He grunted and turned me on the bed to stay on top of me, stalking, dangerous.

-“Paul! Bella! Breakfast is ready!” - Emily yelled, knocking on the door. I laughed out loud, but Paul let loose a string of curses and pinned me to the mattress.

-“Where do you think you’re going, princess?” - He said nibbling my ear... I loved it when I did that!

-“Breakfast... Emily... Pack...” – I moaned. Ow...! Why weren´t we at home? Sure the intoxication by paint fumes couldn´t be so bad...

-“Paul! Keep it in your pants and leave Bella alone! The Pack is waiting!” - Sam shouted.

-“Fucking son of a bitch, heck, nobody interrupts him...” - Paul began to curse at Sam.

-“Paul, now!” -I said embarrassed, knowing that The Pack would be listening.

-“Ok, ok ... Get up. Take a shower first, princess” – He said freeing me

-“Thank you, and behave yourself” - I said getting up and giving him a kiss on the cheek as I passed by.

My shower was short and while I washed my hair I remembered Charlie with a twinge of regret. I shouldn´t have left things this way between us, but I couldn´t let him treat Paul like that... I would let a few days pass before going to talk to him and try to fix things... But I wouldn´t go back with him. Paul is now my life and that is irrevocable.

I dressed simply, with jeans, a T-shirt and my Converse sneakers. I brushed my hair and left it damp. It would dry during breakfast.

Jake was in the kitchen when I went over to say hello to Emily. We were not in very good relations since I decided to leave Charlie's house.

-“Good morning Emily, good morning Jake” - I greeted.

-“Hi Bella, did you sleep well?” - Asked Emily.

-“Yes, thanks ...” - I said looking at Jacob who was toasting bread to take to the table – “Jake...” - I began.

-“Not now, Bella. Let's talk, but not here and not now” - Ah! Goddammit! I thought that after helping us to paint the house, Jake's attitude towards us would have changed... That he would have understood that we are happy...

-“Ok ...” - I said bringing the teapot to the table and starting to pour water into the cups. Each of the wolves lunged for the table when Jake arrived with the bread while Emily carried a platter of scrambled eggs with tomato and another platter of scrambled eggs with ham. My wolf sat me on his knee when I left the teapot on the table and he didn´t allow me to move until he finished our breakfast a long time later. Then Sam handed us the keys of his truck for our trip to Seattle. Paul claimed that my truck wouldn´t resist the trip and I couldn´t honestly refute... We needed a truck to bring back the furniture we would buy, but it wouldn´t be mine.

Our trip to Seattle took three hours and we arrived at Ikea with Paul complaining that he was dying of hunger. We decided to eat at the restaurant the special of the day, meatballs with mashed potatoes and ice cream for dessert. Then, with a full stomach, we enter the store to buy. I wanted simple and cheap furniture, nothing very sophisticated, so we decided on a comfortable gray L-shaped sofa, a white bookshelf, a white coffee table, a desk / bookcase in white with black, and a colorful carpet. I also bought a set of embroidered curtains and lots of colorful cushions to brighten the space, a lamp and an abstract painting in shades of green. Besides, I bought several indoor plants to put in the living / study and aromatic herbs seeds for my garden. I also bought seeds of various types of flowers for my future planters. Happy with our purchases, we went to the cafeteria for a coffee and we talked about our plans. Suddenly something occurred to me that had intrigued me for a long time, and I asked

-“Paul... why do you insist in calling me "princess" all the time”?

-“You do not like it?” - He asked, evading the answer.

-“Yes, I like it, but at first I thought you called me that to be contemptuous, but now I know that's not the case ... Explain me” - I asked.

-“It's silly, you're going to laugh at me...” -He said embarrassed.

-“I promise you I will not” - I said intrigued.

-“Well... What happened is that... The first time I saw you with Jacob in The Reservation you reminded me of Snow White, with your skin so pale, and your dark hair, and you were wearing a blue top... it's stupid, I know...” –He said lowering his eyes.

-“Is not stupid!” - I defended him – “It's sweet... I love that you like Snow White! And I love you, Paul... Please, never be ashamed to tell me the truth...” – I said sweetly; although I died of laughter in my interior, I found it tender on his part to compare me to a Disney princess...

-“I love you princess” – He said relieved.

-“I love you wolf”.

oooOooo

Moving things from the truck was easy. Paul simply carried everything with his super strength while I held the door.

We fixed the furniture in a couple of hours and it was fantastic compared to the previous day's disaster. While Paul was assembling the furniture I dedicated myself to hang the curtains, put the plants in their pots, put the covers on the cushions, etc.

I arranged my school stuff in the desk and thought about one of these days maybe I´ll go to Charlie's house to pick up my books to fill the bookshelf. I missed my old classics.

What I made sure of was to organize Paul's books. They were mainly architectural and design books that I wanted to look at in more detail later.

oooOooo

When I finished my part I prepared a simple dinner consisting of steak sandwiches with melted cheese. Paul ate several and purred in approval. That purr produced things in my lower stomach, a sound that for some reason appealed to my wildest side.

After dinner I prepared myself like every day to go to bed, but decided to take a shower in view of all the tasks of the day. I felt a little sweaty and dirty with the dust of the road.

Also, I decided to be foresighted and I shaved my legs. Maybe tonight...

I dried my hair with the blow dryer quickly, letting it fall in disheveled waves down my back, and I put on some shorts and a tight sleeveless shirt. That's the sexiest look I could achieve... At least the shirt had no holes in it.

How can I seduce my wolf? Paul is an experienced man... Too experienced I would say ... And he would expect something more from me ... I got nervous ... I should have done more research on the internet ... In fact, I should get a couple of porn movies to learn how to do it right...

Shit!

I entered the bedroom when I couldn’t delay it any longer and there he was, looking like a sex god with his bare chest and wearing only his boxer shorts.

He looked at me and walked slowly towards me. For a moment I wanted to run, his predatory attitude made me feel like the prey, and my instinct told me to escape, but something more primal inside me made me stay. I lowered my eyes and looked at him through my eyelashes biting my lips in nervousness ... Surely, this would be the night... Our night ...

-“What do you pretend by looking all eatable like that, princess?” - He whispered in my ear, surrounding me and positioning himself on my back. With a movement of his pelvis he rubbed his prominent erection against my back – “Do you see what you do to me by looking like you do?”

-“Oh yeah?” -I managed to articulate. My legs started to feel like jelly, but fortunately his arms surrounded my body and he pressed me even more against him.

-“Yes princess... Do you feel how hard you have me? And I can smell that you're the same... are you wet for me?” - He said while nibbling my neck. I felt myself dying a little and rubbed my thighs together, almost unwillingly.

-“Oh! Paul!” – I moaned, embarrassingly. We haven´t done anything yet and he already had me in that state? Great self-control, Bella!

-“What do you want to do, princess? Do you want me to kiss you?” – He insisted.

-“Yes... Yes please” - I said pathetically, but he seemed to like it anyway. Still on my back, he took my chin with one hand and turned my head to find his mouth in a kiss that made me forget the world, my problems and everything except for him.

With his other hand he explored under my shirt until he found my chest. His warm hands sent chills all over my body, and his fingers played with my nipples as his erection continued to press against my back. I felt dizzy, over stimulated and frankly very much aroused, and I couldn´t help but moan and writhe at his touch.

-“Paul... Please...” – I panted.

-“What is it princess? Please what?” – He played innocent.

-“Now... Make love to me Paul, now...” – I said, not above begging.

-“Are you completely sure?” – He looked seriously at my hormone induced drunken stare.

-“Sure” - I said, and I saw myself in his arms, carried to the bed, where he deposited me gently.

 Paul proceeded to undress me, and even though I twisted and tried to cover myself, thinking on how thin I was, and in the other girls who had been with him, and in the poor point of comparison that I offered... he didn´t allow it.

- “None of that princess. You are mine and I will know you completely. No shame with me... You're perfect, you were made for me... there's nothing to fear...” - He said between kisses. His hands explored every inch of my body without respecting any limits or modesty, and he did nothing but make me want him even more.

-“Paul ... undress ... I want to see you” – I asked. I wanted to know what I was dealing with.

-“Mmmmmh ...” - He said and stood up to give me a show of his nudity. Cocky bastard. He is freakishly perfect…

I saw him naked the day we imprinted, but that was from a distance, he wasn´t aroused, and I was too shocked by the fact that he was a werewolf to really pay too much attention to his body. But now? Oh God! It's absolutely amazing... His V from his hips to his sex, his strong and muscular legs, that tight ass!

Oh! I'm so lucky!

-“Princess!” - He pulled me out of the fascination of his body.

-“Mmmmm?” - I said with a dreamy expression.

-“Do you see something that you like?” – He approached.

-“Lots of things...” - I answered with a smile. He loomed to the bed and began to crawl towards me. Then he grabbed me by the ankles and pulled me to him, making me scream in surprise.

And then he kissed the instep of my right foot. He repeated the action with my left foot and was kissing up, caressing and kissing, from one leg to the other, until reaching my thighs, right between my legs. I died of shame, this was too... intimate... I could not visualize receiving oral sex... what if I smelled bad, or I was too wet, or if I tasted strange? Oh, my God!

-“Paul don´t...” I moaned, trembling with desire.

-“Yes princess, I'll taste you... A thousand times... So you better get used to it” - He said, and sank his tongue into me.

-“Oh God Paul!” - I yelled arching my back. His tongue traced my slit from top to bottom, drawing circles around my clitoris but without touching it, driving me crazy and pushing me to the limit in a couple of minutes. His fingers replaced his tongue on my clitoris and his tongue moved towards my center, penetrating me while his other hand caressed my breasts to the rhythm of his licks.

-“Paul... Don´t stop... Don´t stop... I'm going to... Oh, oh, oh... Oooooooooh!” - I moaned, shaken by my orgasm. Paul kept licking until I had calmed down and moved to the night table to look for a condom.

-“Ready princess?” - He asked smiling. I looked at him with dreamy eyes, more than satisfied and ready for anything. I was a little afraid of the pain, but the need was a thousand times stronger.

-“Yes... Mark me as yours” - I answered, wanting to be his in every possible way.

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Next chapter more of Paul´s lemonade!

Be warned!

Oh! And let me know what you think, I have many finished fics with many different couples, any couple in particular that you´ll like me to translate next?