Please read A/N at the end.

Possession

By LilyAurora

Chapter One

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He stood there casually leaning against one of the many trees in the surrounding forest, the rough bark digging into his overheated flesh. It caused him no discomfort, no pain. Nothing did any more.

Except the shift. The moment he turned from man to beast.

When he had first phased he had retreated to the forest. Hid between the trees. Trying to calm himself, control what had just happened. He had always loved the woods, the wilderness, felt at peace within it. No one knew them better than he. Even from a young age he spent more time within the trees than out. So it was to no surprise when he accepted his wolf form quicker than a few others. He felt at peace, finally. The anger was still there, always would be especially when he was in his human form, but when he phased. He embraced it with open arms. The feeling of freedom coursed through his body every time he ran, but every time he let loose the beast within; it took him longer to change back, longer to control the animal within.

The others worried. Sam especially.

The questions, the looks. But he brushed them all aside. Shrugging off their worry as nothing.

Then his world was turned upside down.

The snarl that escaped him scared a few birds that were resting in the nearby tress. The memory of when he first laid eyes on her ran through his mind. Some days it was as if it was on a continuous loop.

"Fuck!" He roared punching the closest tree, splitting the bark wide open, exposing the pale flesh beneath.

He hated this, hated this want, this need. He growled then, couldn't stop the continuous noise rumbling from his chest.

Jacob Black.

It was all his fucking fault. If he hadn't had a stupid little crush on her; then she would never have been worried about him when he was going through the change. But she was worried. And she did visit him, or try to. Billy tried to discourage her the best he could, but she was a stubborn little thing. He smirked at this. The fire, the fight she had inside. He wanted that, wanted to possess it. Own it.

A thrill shot through his body. He remembered her fierce glare when he had approached her, the way her eyes had hardened, her lips thinned. Fuck, it had done all kinds of wonderful things to him. He could still remember the pressure against his hardening length; the denim rubbing against him in the most delicious of ways. He wanted to see that look when he had her pinned underneath him. Have her fiery temper let loose on him so he could watch her, then take control of her. This thing he felt, this hunger for her was so fucking wrong. But he didn't care. If there was one thing everyone knew about Paul Lahote, was that he always got what he wanted.

And he wanted Bella Swan.

No matter what Jacob Black felt for her, no matter what Sam said.

He wanted that little slip of a girl.

Wanted her for himself.

And he would have her; he hadn't spent all these months hiding the imprint from the others. Spent every waking moment watching and waiting for nothing.

A few more days and it would be time.

He smiled to himself wiping the rain from his face. His eyes scanned Newton's. She was at work tonight. He didn't like her working so late. Being here alone. So he would watch from the tree line. He had her shifts memorised, her routine embedded into his thoughts. Knew exactly when she would go on break, and when she would take the trash to the bins. He would slip deeper into the darkness of the forest when she came outside, enjoy her faltered steps, her cautious look towards the trees. She knew she was being watched. She could feel him there, feel someone. The imprint demanded she take notice, but she didn't know what made her look. The reasoning behind her cautious glances. Her breathing would become laboured, panic would fill her. Until he took that small step closer. Even without knowing about him or the imprint her body reacted to his presence. Her whole body would relax in an instant. He held so much power of her. The though brought a smile to his face.

Power.

Just the thought of what he could do to her aroused him. His length like steel beneath his cut off's. His breathing hard as he watched her. Imagined her naked, underneath him. Moaning, crying out from all the delectable things he would do to her tight little body. But for now he would just watch. Take in every little detail, her scent, her voice. Everything.

With one finally look he turned and made his way deeper into the dark forest. Disappearing into the trees as if he were part of them.

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A/N: Yeah I know another Paul/Bella but I can't help it. I'm addicted. Those of you who have read YAMISF may think that this is going to be or is similar. It's not. This is going to be a dark fic. Not one where Paul suddenly becomes all loving and soft. He's going to be animalistic, his personality is going to be dominant and Bella is not going to know what hit her. His want for her will over power everything else. It is an Imprint story but with a slight twist.

This is just a three page teaser, to give you a little taste. I'm hoping to have updates ever two weeks now that YAMISF is flowing a lot better than it was.

At the moment this is only going to be posted here on FFN. There is a banner for this on my Blog .