Elleina smiled down at a giggling Claire as she hid behind her mother's leg.

"Now she starts acting coy..." Helen sighed, shaking her head. "Claire, don't you remember Uncle Sam's sister Elleina?"

Claire peeked out behind her mother's leg and giggled again, "She's pretty."

Everyone laughed and Elleina blushed, "Thank you, honey."

"Can I play with your hair?" Claire asked. "So long..."

It was true. Of all the girls on the reservation, Elleina's hair was the longest. She wore is to just below her lower back in little waves.

"Sure thing!" Elleina smiled fondly, offering her hand to the four year old tentatively.

Claire clapped her hands excitedly, following Elleina to Emily and Sam's couch. Elleina sat down and Quil helped the little girl to stand behind her.

Emily came out if the bedroom and sighed. "They're asleep. Finally."

Elleina laughed and felt Claire split her hair into three separate pieces from the top of her head.

"Are you going to French plait it?" Helen asked.

"Yes!" Claire smiled. "Mommy taught me nicely."

"Just don't pull to hard, Claire-Bear, Elleina's hair is very sensitive." Quil smiled, remembering the time Sam tried plaiting her hair for school and ended up with a bruised eye. That was before he changed of course.

"M'Kay." Claire said, happily - and gently - working to finish her 'masterpiece' before Paul returned from his duties.

She'd found out about Elleina and Paul the day before when Paul tried to inconspicuously kiss Elleina. Claire then stated that they were 'Princess and Prince of La Push', which caused Elleina to blush and Claire to run off and hide.

Now it was a common thing to hear one of the others to call Elleina 'Beauty' and Paul quickly became 'Beast' - much to his annoyance.

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"That is probably the neatest plait I have ever seen." Quil smiled, inspecting Elleina's head closely.

"Yes, well done!" Elleina smiled, turning around and kissing the little girls' cheek. "Thank you."

"Pleasure is mine." Claire said regally, hopping off the couch before coming to stand in front of Elleina and inspecting her nails.

"Wanna do my nails too?" Elleina asked, smiling as the little girl nodded eagerly.

"Looks like Claire's found a new doll, Quil, you aren't needed anymore." Helen laughed, helping Emily dish up.

Quil chuckled too, smiling down at Claire before looking up, "Right on time."

"We smelled food." Kevin laughed. "Well, I did... Paul only wants Elleina's-"

"Shut up, idiot!" Paul clunked him on the head, looking pointedly at Claire who was frowning in confusion.

"What?" Claire asked. "What does he mean?"

"Nothing, honey, really..." Paul smiled. "He's just being stupid."

Claire frowned again, turning back to Elleina's nails before running off to go find her nail set.

"Your hair looks beautiful." Paul murmured against Elleina's neck, trailing a line up to her ear.

"Eeeew!"

Paul pulled up and laughed at Claire's little face; it was screwed up in disgust.

"Why you eat her neck?" The little girl asked.

"I wasn't eating her neck, Claire... I was kissing her." Paul said, his eyes bright.

"No no... You kiss lips!" Claire said, running over to Quil, puckering her lips at him. He looked bewilderd at Helen who laughed and shrugged.

Quil quickly pecked Claire's little lips and she turned to Paul and Elleina expectantly.

Paul laughed and kissed Elle quickly, making Claire giggle happily.

"I do Ellie's nail's now... You can go." She said, flapping a little hand at him. He saluted her, kissed Elleina's cheek quickly and ducked towards the counter where Sam was talking with Jared and Embry.

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After eating at Sam and Emily's and being pampered and puffed by a four year old, Paul and Elleina walked the little distance to Paul's house.

"I'm tired." She yawned, snuggling into his side for warmth.

"We can go to bed if you like..." He said, kissing the top of her head tenderly.

"Hmmm." She moaned, following him into the house and towards the bedroom. She fell onto the bed and he joined her.

He leaned closer and kissed her nose before switching on the TV that stood on his dresser.

She sighed and turned to face him, tracing patterns over his chest. "Paul..."

He looked over at her, "Yeah?"

"I want you." She purred, looking up at him innocently. Paul stared at her in shock as she threw her leg over his waist and straddled him. "I'm ready."

He sat upright and pulled her closer, his lips working with hers uncertainly. "Really?"

She nodded. He pulled her peach top over her head and she giggled as his fingers moved to trail down her stomach and back up, cupping her cheek.

He leaned down. His lips were eager, but hesitant. Soft yet urgent. Gentle but unyeilding.

Then she felt the lightest pressure.

It took Elleina a second to realize what it was. His tongue. He was begging for permission to enter her mouth. She granted it to him.

As he explored her mouth, his hands explored too.

They trailed down Elleina's jaw, through the valley of her full breasts and finally to her upper thighs in a slow caress. The sensation of his touch prickling the skin all over her body.

He reached behind her grabbing the remote, turning off the tv.

"I was watching that..." Elleina teased playfully.

"Fine we'll leave it on then." he chuckled switching the TV back on again.

He leaned forward and planted soft kisses along her exposed collarbones, making her shiver.

Paul pulled her face down to meet his, kissing her lips tenderly as his hands moved to her thighs again; eliciting a moan from her full lips, feeling his heated fingertips caress the inside of her right thigh.

"Paul." She breathed, her chest heaving. He'd reached her panties and hooked his thumbs into the elastic, looking at her uncertainly.

Elleina smiled and nodded, "I need you."

He pulled the white silk down, over her hips and down to her knees.

She grasped the edges of his shirt and, with one fierce yank, tore it in half.

His hand fell from her hip as he smirked at her, this new side that only he seemed to be able to bring forth.

"I know you like to be undressed," she said softly, leaning closer and biting at his ear lobe.

"Yes," he gasped.

He pulled her against him, pressing her bared breasts to the powerful chest she'd exposed. His heart beat next to hers, to the same frenetic rhythm.

He grasped the back of her head and crushed her mouth to his, and drove out desire and pride in that long, devouring kiss.

The ragged remains of his shirt fell from her hands. The white silk of her underwear fell too, in the same moment. Their hands became tangled, tearing at his trouser buttons. Cotton ripped and buttons tore from the cloth.

She pushed his pants down as she nibbled and sucked at his neck, leaving various lovebites there.

He pushed her legs apart with his knee. She felt the hard shaft throbbing hotly against her thigh while her own heat pulsed against his hand. He found the place where he'd torment her.

She clung to him, shaking and desperate, and "Please," she begged. "Please."

"You don't have to beg, babe." Paul murmured.

He gently placed her knees over his shoulders and leant his head down, licking up and down her softness. He started nudging her bud with his nose, sticking his tongue into her. By this time she was a moaning shaking mess, clutching the sheets as he brought her closer.

"Let go..." He hummed against her, causing her back to gasp as she released. Paul moved towards her mouth, allowing her to taste herself on his lips.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked, leaning back to look at her frantic state.

She nodded and pulled him back for another kiss. He groaned as he lined himself up with her, easing his head in slowly as he clutched at his biceps.

"Am I hurting you?" He worried. She shook her head and urged him on, biting her lip softly.

Once he was fully inside her he looked down at her, there were small tears in her eyes but she was smiling at him.

"Move." She rasped. He obliged and she moaned. "God."

"You feel so perfect." Paul growled as he thrust rhythmically, her own hips meeting his own.

"Oh, Paul! God, yes!" Elleina groaned as he hit her sweet spot. "Fuck."

Paul chuckled, he had never heard her speak like this but it was beautiful. She looked simply edible as little beads of sweat rose up on her chest and neck; he moaned and leaned down, licking a stripe from her collarbone to under her ear.

"Yes." She said, clawing at his back as her thighs started to quiver. "Oh, Paul!"

"Close?" Was all he managed.

"So-So c-close." She gasped, biting into his shoulder to stop from crying out as he thrust into her g-spot again.

He buried his own face into the crook of her neck as he felt himself twitch, "Me too."

"Let go..." She whispered, using his own words against him. They cried out together, her body spilling its feminine desire all over him as he spilled into her.

Elleina collapsed against the couch as Paul fell onto her chest, heaving slightly, but still inside her.

"I love you, Elle." He whispered against the mound of her breast, making her shiver again. "Always have."

"I love you more." She smiled, running a slow hand through his dark hair. "Always will."

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A/N: That's all folks. I'm sorry the story is so short. I want to start a new fanfic about Vamps... Please review me with opinions on that and on this story.

Thanks to brankel1 for her constant reviews! And everyone else too! Much appreciated. :P

Love,

Nikki