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Thanks to October Skies! Not only is she an amazing beta, but she is a lifesaver- the flash sticks I had this saved on were destroyed in the carnage of my house and she was able to save the day by sending me the chapter again! Big thug hugs to my fellow perv! :D

I apologize for taking so long to get this posted, but thanks for sticking with me! This is the last chapter as of right now. I'm contemplating a very short epi, but I just don't know. Now on to the story! ;) Happy reading!

Paul froze in shock at the feel of her lips on his. Leah was kissing him. He didn't initiate it. He was stunned. His shock was fleeting though, and he quickly took control- deepening the kiss. His hands reached down to grip her ass and he tugged her up his chest, holding her close. His tongue swept into the cavern of her mouth while one hand trailed up her side, caressing her soft skin.

Wrenching his mouth from hers, he was pleased with his ability to leave her gasping for breath. His voice rasped as he questioned her, "Leah, I won't be able to stop and I can't be gentle. The wolf is too close to the surface. He needs to dominate."

"Paul..." she whimpered. The feel of his hands on her skin had her flesh raised in goose bumps. "I need... I need..." Her eyes were still closed and she whimpered again, begging for more.

"Open your eyes, Leah. Say it," he demanded. Her eyes stayed closed and he gave her a little shake, "Open your eyes. You have to say it. I'll drop you and run. He- we- need to own you. To take and claim you. Tell me it's ok or I have to run."

Her eyes opened and the brown depths flashed with fire- from irritation and desire. "Damn it, Paul, just take me!" she said. Her hands gripped his jaw and pulled him in for another drugging kiss. She was barely cognizant of him clutching her tighter to him and fleeing through the forest.

His feet flew through the undergrowth as he rushed to his house. Thundering up the stairs, one hand flung the front door open and closed behind them. He turned and pushed her against the door as his mouth devoured hers. "You're mine," he growled wildly when he came up for air.

"Yours," she acquiesced, her mouth grazing his jaw, and down his throat. He growled deep in his chest, gripping her hands in one of his large ones, he held them above her head, meeting her gaze for only a moment when she raised her head. His lips kissed a blazing path down her jaw and across her shoulder. Paul's hand that was still holding her up slid slowly up and around to her breast. Leah's legs were clasped so tightly around his waist that she held herself anchored between him and the floor. His long fingers rolled her nipple between them, relishing each and every moan that issued from her throat.

He sucked, licked and bit at the column of her throat, intentionally leaving marks. He wanted the world to know that this was his mate. Leah freed one her hands and threaded her fingers through his hair and pushed his face toward her breast- she needed more. Paul was happy to oblige and pulled her nipple deep in his mouth, his tongue tracing patterns on it.

He released her hand and trailed his fingers down her arm and sides, to the place he wanted to sink into so badly. And while his wolf was so close to the surface, neither of them wanted to hurt her. His fingers traced her slit, homing in on her clit. He circled his fingers there until she was shaking and begging for release.

He pulled back and stared into her heavy-lidded eyes. "On your knees, Leah," he ordered.

She didn't hesitate- needing it as bad as he did. She slid down the door to her knees and crawled a few feet from it, allowing him space behind her. His eyes never left her body. Paul dropped down behind her and again ran a finger up her slit, making sure she was still ready for him. Her drenched lips begged to be loved. Spreading her legs wider, he aligned himself at her entrance and pushed slowly in- inch by inch he invaded her body until he was finally seated all the way inside. He let her adjust before slowly dragging himself out and pushing in again.

Leah moaned in her need for fast and hard, but knew that Paul was in charge this time. Her heart raced in her chest- she could hear it pumping so hard it almost drowned out every other sound in the room. "Paul... mmmm..." she whimpered, begging for more. "I need... harder..."

Hearing the word harder fall from her lips snapped something inside him and he pushed deeper and faster than before, fucking her until she screamed her release. His hands gripped her hips tightly- bruising her soft skin beneath his fingers- as he continued to pump harder. The pressure built within his chest. His hands left her hips to find purchase on her shoulders, forcing her back into him with every thrust forward he made. Finally the pressure became too much and he exploded inside of her.

Leah cried out again, feeling Paul's teeth pierce the skin of her neck. It was pleasure and pain at the same time. It brought her to release again but she knew it was going to leave a mark. When he pulled his teeth from her delicate skin, she collapsed to the floor beneath him.

Not yet finished with her, Paul eased himself from her tight, wet heat, gripped her hips and flipped her onto her back. His tongue flicked over the spot he'd bitten while he pressed back inside her. Her eyes widened in realization that he was already hard again. "Werewolf recovery," he said with a wink.

Her arms wound around his neck and she pulled him down close to her- so they were face to face. "Kiss me," she begged. Her body felt as though it were on fire. Every place he touched or looked at erupted in flames. Her back arched up off the floor when his fingers found the flesh of her breasts again. "Please, Paul," she asked again, "Kiss me?"

His mouth crashed to hers in a bruising kiss, his tongue delving into the velvety softness of her mouth to explore. Paul plunged in and out of her rapidly. They could both feel the pressure building back up to combustible levels. His hand reached between to rub her clit, forcing her over the edge where she shattered in ecstasy. After a few more thrusts, he joined her with a feral growl.

Her body was boneless beneath him as he hovered over her prone form. "I love you, Leah," the confession spilled from him in a whisper. Her eyelids fluttered and she gazed at him.

"I know." Her hands pushed a hank of hair that had fallen over his forehead back into place.

Paul's lips ghosted over hers in a sweet caress. When he moved to sit on his heels, he realized they were both still covered with mud and grass. Quirking his eyebrow, he told her, "We are filthy. Let's go take a shower."

She smiled coyly before nodding and allowing Paul to scoop her up and carry her to the bathroom. When the water was as hot as they could get it, he stepped back and let Leah enter the tub first. She moved her hands to her hair to wet it down. Startled by Paul joining her, she let him pull her hands down and wash her hair and body. His hands lathered the soap up and rubbed it all over her body, paying special attention to her breasts and between her legs. Once she was clean, she watched the soap and dirt swirl down the drain before she soaped up Paul. He was tall, lean, and beautiful.

It didn't really make sense to her how quickly he'd become the center of her universe. She had thought she'd loved Sam with everything in her, but Paul... There was something different about him. It was like the very moment she'd laid eyes on him...

Her gasp was audible and startled Paul a little. "Leah? Baby, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just had an epiphany."

He waited quietly for her to fill in the blanks, before asking, "Are you gonna tell me what it was?"

"Oh. Yeah. Of course. I was thinking how fast you became the center of my world. It was almost instantaneous, Paul. I think I imprinted on you, too, but the feelings of you imprinting blinded me to my own. Does that make sense?" her eyes glistened as she tried to understand the depths of her feelings.

"I've been telling you to just let yourself feel, Leah. I think you were too blinded by your need to make your own choices."

"Who doesn't want to decide for themselves, Paul?" Leah questioned, a tear spilling over to blend with the water running down her face from the shower.

"Am I really all that much of a bad choice?" Paul asked wiping away her tears. "I'm in this too...and I'm fucking ecstatic about it. I chose you a long time ago, even when it wasn't my choice to have."

"It's not that you're a bad choice. Not at all, Paul. Please don't think that's what I mean. I just... I didn'tchoose to be a wolf. I didn't choose for Sam to leave me. I didn't choose to love you. I just- I feel like all of a sudden we can't be normal or make our own decisions. I was going to get out of this place. And do something with my life. Now I'm stuck on the Rez." Her voice grew angry until she saw Paul flinch, "I'm sorry. That's not... None of this is coming out right. I know none of you guys chose this either, but I thought if I could fight this, if I could fight you, then it's one decision I made on my own. But it's not even a day into it and already I can't stay away from you. Less than a day has gone by and I already don't want to be away from you." Her head tilted back so she could meet his eyes, "Less than a day and I love you too." Her hand came up to cup his cheek and her voice dropped to a whisper, "I'm sorry."

His arms wrapped her in his warm embrace and she knew everything would be alright. Her heart felt light as she finally accepted that her future was wrapped up in the giant man that held her gently and loved her fiercely.

~*The End*~

A/N: Thank again for reading guys! :D I hope you had as much fun reading as we did writing!