His everything: Chpt 6

PAUL POV

Soon after Bella left there was a knock at the door.

"I hear congratulations are in order," Jared called out entering the house followed by the rest of the pack, minus Sam and Jake who were probably off doing one of the Alpha training exorcizes that they've been up to as of late . My house rarely entertains the entire pack but my spacious living room can fit them all, barely. I wondered if Sam had told them about the imprint before Jared said, "so where is the little tyke?"

I felt a wave of relief not having to explain just yet. "She's upstairs, Ill go get her."

"Would it be okay if I get her?" Leah shocked us all by asking.

"Uh yeah sure Leah. Her nursery is in the spare room."

"She has a soft spot for kids," Seth explained after she had made it up the stairs.

"So dad, how are you holding up?" Embry teased I rubbed the back of my neck and shrugged. I didn't really know how I was holding up, at this point I was barely holding my shit together. Leah came down with Lily in her arms before I had to explain myself and the most hilarious site I had ever seen unfolded before me. 7 grown ass werewolves all clamoring to fawn over my baby in Leah Clearwater's arms. They were all cooing at Lily and trying to get a close look at her.

"You heathens better give her some space, she's barely waking up," Leah growled at them while doing the same thing I had seen Bella do a few hours earlier and bent her head to rub noses with my beautiful daughter. As I watched my pack all crane their necks to get a good look at my baby, goofball Quil placing a quick kiss to her onesie clad feet, Brady and Colin shoving each other to get a better look, Seth reaching down to tickle her and Embry and Jared both blowing kisses at her I realized that as scared as I was I wasn't in this alone. I had a whole family ready to love this little girl with everything in them. It choked me up a bit.

"All right you mutts hand her over so I can feed her, can someone make her a bottle?" Brady and Colin both said "sure" before heading to the kitchen to sniff out her formula while the rest of us settled into the couched in the living room. They pack took turns asking questions and cooing at her but mostly just making small talk while I fed Lily. I was just feeling comfortable in my house with my pack surrounding me when Sam walked in with Jake following behind asking, "where's Bella?"

Everyone but Sam and I looked at Jake confused. "What? You guys can't smell her? Where is she?"

"Uh.. she's not here anymore, she um stopped by earlier to drop of some cookies," I lied.

"It smells like she's been here all day?" Jake said clearly just curious.

"Yeah.. um well." I mumbled and pleaded with Sam with my eyes to come up with an excuse. He just shrugged at me with an apologetic look.

"She uh stayed after she dropped off the cookies because I... because I imprinted on her."

The air was sucked from the room. And then it irrupted. Everyone was shouting questions. Questions that neither Sam or I had the answers to.

"Look guys, I don't know and Sam doesn't know. We just know that it happened and were gonna try and figure it out so give us some time, okay?"

"So are you guys like, together now?" Seth asked.

"No, she's just helping me figure out some of this parent shit since she works with little kids and that's really it for now," I hated the lack of privacy that being a part of the pack gave me sometimes. It sucked to not have a chance to figure out what was going on in my own head before I had to share it with my pack.

Jared looked at me sympathetically. He was the closest to me in the pack and he knew how much I hadn't wanted to imprint. I was sure I wouldn't after so much time had passed. I looked away from them and adjusted Lilys bottle in my hand refocusing my attention to her. Mostly the pack seemed confused but Jake was still standing by Sam scowling at me.

"How are you sure? It doesn't make any sense? You've known her for years." Jake said raising his voice slightly.

"I just said I didn't fucking know how it happened Jake. Sam and I phased together and he saw that its exactly how he feels about Emily and Jared feels about Kim. How you feel about Angela," I looked at him pointedly. He had no reason to get pissy with me about who I imprinted on when he had his imprint living in his house with an engagement ring on her finger. He deflated a bit but still scowled at me.

Jared spoke up "All right guys, Paul and Lily have had enough excitement for the day. Why don't we give them a break," he started ushering people out of the house, "shoot me a text if you need anything brother," he said to me with a nod. They all left my house and after giving her a quick change and putting her to bed I settled into bed.

I started drifting to sleep when I felt a pull low in my stomach. The kind of pull I felt when someone was touching my cock. I looked down and it was swollen with need. I felt a coiling in my groin and groaned. What the hell. This was not just an erection. I felt as if someone was stroking my dick with deft little hands and I couldn't help but think of Bella. It was like I wasn't able to stop myself and I picked up my cell phone and called her. After the phone rang for awhile she picked up.

"Paul?" She asked with a hitch in her breath which was coming way to fast. Holy shit. Was I feeling her?

"Izzy, what are you doing?" Was that my voice trembling. Fuck, I couldn't help myself and started palming my erection.

"Pauuuul," she groaned out, "I can't.. mm Paul why are you calling?" I could hear the faint sound of water sloshing.

"Bella are you in the bath?"

"Mhmm," she nearly moaned, "what do you need Paul?" She rushed out.

"Fuck Iz, I think I can feel you, are you touching yourself?" She gasped and I heard everything still on her end of the line. I looked down at myself and realized I was stroking my dick fully now with my pants around my ankles. "Come on little girl, tell me." I begged. I felt possessed with need as I stroked my swollen cock. I had never been this turned on before.

"Yes," she whispered so faintly I could barely hear her.

"Fuck Izzy, tell me what you're doing."

"I— Paul I cant," she nearly whined as I heard the water begin to move again. Fuck, I could feel myself getting close and I couldn't stop myself from telling her.

"Izzy, I'm gonna come." My voice was shaking while my balls tightened and I stroked myself harder.

"Ung me too," She whispered again and groaned out, "Paul," and I came to the sound of my name on her lips.

Then my horny little imprint hung up on me.

Bella POV

After my first orgasm in the bathtub my phone started ringing and when I looked at the caller ID it was Paul. I have no idea what on earth possessed me to answered the phone while still touching myself but there I was, rubbing one out while on the phone with the man I just told I wasn't gonna jump into bed with. But after hearing his trembling voice nothing could have stopped me from finishing that phone call. And then like the coward I am, I hung up on him before he could try and talk to me about it.

I got out of the tub and dried off before putting on a T-shirt and a pair of sleep shorts and curling into my warm bed. I snuggled in and tried to drift off but I was just so restless. I lay there tossing and turning for hours until I felt a sharp pang in my chest. It burned like fire was inside of me. Fuck, what was this. I sat up and tried to breath through it and it just persisted. Okay Bella, think, it was probably Paul. He could feel me earlier, maybe I should call him. I stood and walked over to where my phone was plugged in at my desk and felt another pang in my chest. This time it made me stumble it burned so badly. I decided to drive over and just check on him. I don't know why but I felt a driving need to see him. So I threw on a hoodie that went to my knees and my slippers and grabbed my keys.

15 minutes later I was standing on his front porch about to knock when I heard Lily screaming. I ran into the house and upstairs when I saw Paul sitting on the floor holding a red faced screaming Lily, a bottle and pacifiers and toys all laying on the floor around him. Paul had tears streaming down and was whispering to lily in Quileute.

"Oh Paul," I whispered as I dropped to my knees next to them.

"Iz, I don't know what's wrong, she's been screaming for hours. I cant get her to stop Ive tried everything I- I don't know what I'm doing Iz." He sobbed.

"Paul, can I have her," I gently touched his wet cheek wiping away some of his tears, "please". He nodded and handed her to me. I stood and laid her down on the changing table against the wall and looked down at the little bundle crying in front of me. I thought she might have gas and took her feet in my hands and worked her knees toward her tummy and after a few minutes of doing that she calmed a bit. I grabbed a small blanket from the crib next too me and swaddled her. I picked her up again and reached out a hand toward Paul, "C'mon Paul. Grab her boppy," he did as I asked, picking up the large half circle pillow and then took my hand.

We walked into his room. I hadn't ever been in his room and it was cleaner than I thought it'd be. Simple, with just a large dark for post bed with clean grey sheets and a couple of dressers. He placed the pillow toward the headboard in the center of the bed and I laid the swaddled baby in my arms in the pillow. I grabbed his hand and pulled him to sit on the bed next to me.

Paul sat next to me and blew out a deep trembling breath. I wrapped my fingers around the back of his neck and pulled until his head was in my lap and began stroking his hair waiting for him to speak. After a few minutes he wiped his hand down his face and spoke, his voice a bit steadier than it had been.

"I'm scared Iz. I - I don't know how to do this and I'm afraid I'm not gonna be enough for her. I cant even make it through a few nights with her alone."

"Paul, most people don't do this alone and its not something that anyone is expecting you to do alone. You have your pack, your tribe. You have your imprint. We're all here for you, for Lily." He took another deep breath and wrapped his arms around my waste. I continued to stroke his hair until we both drifted off to sleep.