Title: The Prophet

Pairing: Sam/ Bella

Rating: M

Summary:

Yeah, I see you over there. Looking delightful without that shirt.

"LOOK DOWN!"

Quickly I avert my gaze to the ground. Holy Crow. We almost imprinted. Can't have that, he isn't ready for me yet.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. This is fanfiction and written for fun.

Warnings: Bella is very OOC, tried to blend both the book Bella and my version of her. There isn't a beta reader so if there is grammar, holes, etc I apologize in advance!

Extra Warning: This chapter has a lemon. I advise anyone reading being 18+. I will mark it off so if you'd rather not read it, you won't be surprised.

A/N: Redbella you are the true MVP :D Thank you all for your support and reviews, you all mean a lot!


Chapter Eight

As I lay there with my head on his chest, I couldn't believe the rollercoaster I just got off. I couldn't have fathom even the idea of him coming to find me after I was discharged. Never mind him accepting the imprint the way he did.

We were still laying down on the beach, and I'm pretty sure that there was sand where there shouldn't be sand. But I wouldn't trade it for the world. Snuggling into Sam's side, he tightened his grip around me, wanting me closer. Not seeing as that physically possible, I kissed his chest, and he let out a purring growl which made me grin.

I could have stayed there all night, wrapped in his bulging biceps, cocooned in his body heat but when the sun started to come up reality came knocking. I had to be back before Charlie got worried and I had to finish that project before the client began to question where I was. I let out a reluctant sigh, and he must have got my subconscious communication because he nuzzled his face in my hair.

"I have to get back now. I have things I need to do." I murmured.

"I know. I have to go too. I need to do a run through the border. Can I see you later?" He spoke, but his voice was still being muffled from his face in my hair.

"Yeah. I'll keep the connection open." I said. I felt him purr again and I couldn't help the smile. He was really cute when he wasn't trying to be a hardened jackass.

The walk home wasn't nearly as long as the walk to the beach. I felt lighter, freer. I knew I could take on the world. It felt amazing to finally be able to be where I am after longing for it so long. I felt like a dog chasing after a car. Wanting to get to it but unsure what I would do once I got there.

The ground was wet with dew, and it took my attention away from the eyes I felt on me. Closing my eyes for a second, I entered the pack mind for the first time in a long time, and it felt like I was coming home.

"I better not be feeling your eyes on me, Sam." I teased and laughed at the embarrassment through the link.

"I'll be fine. You don't need to worry about me walking home. Go do your patrol; I will still be connected." I giggled. He whined his acceptance.

On the rest of the way home, I took comfort in the silence between the both of us. It was pleasant to hear the sounds of his mind again as he analyzed the scents of his surroundings. I opened the door to find Charlie starting the coffee.

"Morning, Dad," I mumbled. Its been a long time since I seen him actually home.

"Da, he is worried. You were in the hospital for three days." Taha Aki whispered.

"You know, its weird to actually hear him," Sam mentioned.

"Welcome to my world." I said flatly but giggled when Taha Aki flicked my ear.

"Morning, Bells. How are you feeling?" He grunted. I knew it was because he wasn't fully awake yet.

"I'm doing okay. A little car wreck can't keep me down for long." I teased. He looked over me trying to asses if I was lying or not. He must have found what he was looking for because he nodded.

"It wasn't a 'little' anything, young lady. But I'm glad you are doing okay. Just take it easy for a few days for my sanity, alright?" Charlie said.

"Of course, Dad. That was my plan anyway." I said. I heard Sam and Taha Aki echo their pleasure at my acknowledgment of my plan to rest.

I mean I know my limitations. I know what I could and can't take. And a vampire bite is something I could take but with care. I was proud I lived through that experience when usually a vampire bite always leads to death. But time waits for no one, and I have things to do. Clients don't have the luxury of waiting for me to be "okay." The worry warts are just going to have to deal with it.

I scavenge the fridge for some juice and put some in a glass before taking it upstairs to my room.

Sipping some, I sit down at my desk and start to figure out what the client is asking me to do. Which wasn't easy by any means. I don't think the client even knew what she wanted never mind what she wanted me to do about it!

"I never really paid attention before, but that looks like Greek to me," Sam said. I shrugged.

"I got into coding to take my mind off everything and Ms. Hale bugged me until I did her website. It is funny how you mention Greek since this was like learning a few different languages." I said. I tried to look at what he was doing but he was just chilling in some kind of clearing.

"I don't think I could learn this." He sheepishly mentioned.

"It's not for everyone, so don't worry about it," I said soothingly. "I just did it because it was something so alien it dominated my thoughts, so I didn't have to think about anything else."

"So what are you doing?" I asked after a few minutes of silence. I wanted the conversation to continue but after everything that happened, I wasn't exactly sure how I should. What was appropriate?

"Just relaxing in my happy place." He said silkily. Did he mean with me?

Fighting back a blush I shot back, "what with your hands down your pants?"

I could practically feel the smirk through the connection.

"I would be happier with my hands inside your pants." He purred. He must have felt my blush because he chuckled throatily.

"Okay, Casanova. I think you exceeded your word limit of the day." I mumbled into my arms before getting back into the project to the sound of his booming laughter. Just the sound of it made my lip quirk in a smile. I missed this; I missed him.

A few hours later I felt the pack mind shimmer as someone phased in. I immediately recognized Paul.

"Red!" Paul shouted. "Glad you are doing okay, girly!"

I couldn't stop the grin, "Thanks. I missed you, Paul!"

"I missed your ass too. You are the most badass human, I've ever met, Red. Freaking snake bite." Paul groaned.

I giggled. "Thanks, I guess? It was either that or die and I still have things to do."

"I swear you are a work-a-holic, Red." Sam sighed. "Am I going to have to force you to get out of the house now?"

"Hey! I'm only 18 and I'm supporting me, my dad, and a wolf-pack. Cut me some slack." I said jokingly, even though nothing about it was a joke. "I'm like a single mother in charge of quintuplets."

Paul snickered, "if my alpha had it his way, you wouldn't be single and be expecting your sixth."

"Paul!" Sam barked as my blush grew hot on my skin.

"Yes Sir, got it, Sir! I will not make fun of your mate." Paul teased.

"Ugh, I'm going to close the connection and take a nap. I can barely pay attention anymore." I groaned, trying to get out of this awkward conversation. But I wasn't fully fibbing; I was exhausted.

I heard the echo of them telling me to rest well before closing the connection.

I wrapped up my thought process of the work I was doing before crawling into bed and promptly passing out.

I woke to an overwhelming heat and it took me a moment to recognize the hot breath against my neck and an arm around my waist pulling me to a muscled chest.

I was torn. I was annoyed Sam just let himself in and pleased he wanted me. Deciding on the former, I turned in his embrace and snuggled my face into his chest.

He must have really been out of it because my turning didn't wake him but he did do that low growl purr. I fell back to sleep, lulled by his steady heartbeat and soothing growl.

The next time I woke, I felt a draft on my nether regions and a bulge nestled against my hip. Looking down, I noticed I was fully exposed and blushed scarlet.


- Start of lemon. If you wish to skip, I'll see you all next time! -

"I didn't do it, I swear." His throaty voice vibrated against the skin of my neck. It shot a current all the way to my pierced clit and he inhaled deeply before growling. "You smell so fucking good."

Sam took my chin and pulled it towards his face, claiming my mouth as his. He forced his tongue into my mouth and I was helpless to his assault and I loved every minute of it. Turning my head slightly, I deepened the kiss allowing him to map out my mouth almost like he was a starving man and this was the only food he saw in days.

I twisted my body so I could wrap my free arm around his neck to pull at his hair and threw a leg over his hip. Immediately he growled in an octave I barely could hear, only feel against my own chest, and it was so incredibly hot I could have creamed myself if I didn't need stimulation.

In a move so fast it made my head spin, he had me on my back and was resting between my legs.

He gripped under one of my thighs and held it high against his hip.

"Do you know how hard you made me when I woke up to you shimming your own pants off in your sleep? Showing off your perfectly smooth pussy." He hissed in my ear. I almost couldn't understand him from the hot breath dazzling me and making my head swim. He ground his hips into me and the piercing rubbed harshly against my already throbbing clit making me scream into his shoulder.

"Then you taunt me with your sweet scent and breathy moans? Spirits, Red. The things you do to me." Sam groaned before thrusting unrelentingly against me three times in succession. The piercing helping him, without him knowing, get the right pressure that made me squirm.

"If only I realized what you meant to me sooner," Sam groaned in my ear before biting the lobe roughly. What did I mean to him? Before I could ask and probably ruin the mood he continued, "I need to taste you, baby. Can I?"

All my thoughts abandoned me and I just nodded. I felt him as he pushed my shirt up over my breasts and he quickly took a nipple in his mouth. Sam rolled the barbell from side to side and bit sharply down on me causing me to arch my back and screech into my hand.

Sam growled and took my hands and held them above my head.

"Don't move them. I want to hear you." Sam threatened. I could see a golden ring around his iris and I knew his wolf was very close to the surface. I just dumbly nodded again. I would do anything Sam wanted me to do. He could throw me around like a rag doll if it got him off.

He bent his head and gave my abused nipple another nip before trailing his nose down my body. Leaving kisses, licks, and bites in his wake. When he got to my hips, he gripped my legs and pushed them roughly into my chest without warning. He was lucky I was so bendy from the slave drivers I sometimes call ancestors.

"Oh fuck me." Sam growled out as I giggled, he must have seen my new baby. His tongue gave a slow leisurely lick up the length of me stopping to flick the ball away from my clit and letting it fall sharply back into place. I moaned loudly and gripped the sheet to keep from burying my hands in his hair.

"You taste as good as you smell, baby. I can lick you all day." Sam groaned before burrowing his tongue into my pussy to get at the source. Bucking my hips, as much as this felt amazing, I really wanted his tongue somewhere else. Almost as if he heard my thoughts he used his nose to push the barbell away from my clit and sucked my clit into his mouth.

I knew I would probably cum quickly if he kept it up but I didn't want to embarrass myself for cumming too soon. So I bit my lip to distract me from the mind-numbing pleasure.

I felt him inch a finger into me and curl it in a come hither motion while continuing to suck on my clit. He started to use his forearm to practically slam his fingers against that one spot and I felt my body spiraling out my control. Fast.

Sam crept his other hand up and pressed heavily against my lower stomach, almost on my pubic bone. Letting the pressure continue to increase against me.

Suddenly like a freight train, I had the urge to pee and squirmed. "Sam…" I tried to say but couldn't form the words I needed. I wanted to tell him to stop before I gave him a golden shower. I also wanted to let him continue since it was almost a sin to make him stop now, especially since I was so close.

Sam looked up at me and a sense of understanding passed on his face before he doubled his efforts. "Let go, baby. It's okay." He murmured against my soaking wet pussy before giving my clit a sharp nibble. Unable to hold back even if I wanted to, I trusted him and let go. In my surrender, he shattered me.

When I came to, I felt him growling and furiously licking my hole with his fingers digging into my hips to hold me still. Sam was holding me in place so tightly I could already feel the bruises form.

Finally, after a few seconds, I felt him relax and take a deep breath.

I was so blissed out; I just watched him. Sam let me go and closed his eyes before burning his gaze into me, making me almost uncomfortable with his intensity.

"You just keep getting better and better." Sam cooed crawling up my body to hug me to him. I look up at him in question.

"I mean you did all the work just now and you didn't even get off, I'd say you are getting better and better." I teased breathily.

"I never met a girl who can squirt before, baby girl. I am so glad you are mine." Sam growled.

If I wasn't already flushed from the intense orgasm he just gave me, I was blushing now.

"Well, you bring out the best of me." I murmured into his chest.

"You do the same to me, Red. You are so special." Sam purred, tightening his grip on me.

I groaned, "oh Spirits. Paul is going to give us hell, isn't he?"

Sam just 'mhmmed.'

"I really did strip on my own in my sleep?"

Sam's chuckle vibrated against my ear and he 'mhmmed' again. Spirits, I love this man. I don't even care that we practically fucked on the first date and there wasn't even a date. I'm so pathetic.


A/N: I wasn't planning a lemon, but given how horny Bella is normally I guess I shouldn't be too surprised lol. I also wanted to do separate chapters for patching up Sam/Bella's relationship and then repairing the pack's relationship with Bella. So sorry for the short-ish chapter... Hope you all liked it!

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