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Feral Attraction	By : XheticBeing Category: Twilight Series > General Views: 4665 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Introduction (Part I)
- 2-Introduction (Part II)
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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, the plot, or the characters. They are the rightful property of SM. I do not make any money off this work. I do, however, own the OCs and the plot of this fiction.

Feral Attraction
Pairings :
Paul Lahote (24)/ Ashley Bennett (21)
Samuel Uley(25)/ Falesyia Campbell (18)
Jacob Black (23)/ Leah Clearwater (23)
Jared Thompson (24)/ Kim Parker (22)
Carlos Bennett (25)/ Emily Young (22)
Amaro Campbell (25)/ Angela Weber (24)
After walking in on her boyfriend and enemy together, Ashley Bennett turns to the one person that completely understands her and has seen her through despite of his troubling past and his current present. But after one night of passion and year later, she returns to a very much changed Forks/La Push with a small surprise that will have everyone's heads spinning and could possibly open a new door to a bright future for the baby father...
A/N: Please excuse my mistakes and/or misspelling (s). It's been awhile since I've written a fan fic. Oh, the plot and the OCs are mine. The lyrics are the property of the singers.
Introduction
(Part II)
After an hour and a half of driving I pulled up to a very new, yet very familiar three leveled house that was tucked deeply in the woods of La Push. I quickly killed the engine of my car and stared at the beauty of the house before me. The owner went all out with his home, but kept the rustic attributes mixed with a hint of woodsy elegance. Sighing softly, I pressed my lips together in deep though (a bad habit that I have) and pondered over whether I should just walk up his steps and ring his doorbell, or to just crank up my car and head down south to Louisiana to lay low and start a new life.
I was so deep in thought, that I failed to see the lights flickering on within the home until the rather large motion light lit up and I cursed softly. Well, there goes my plan...
I unsnapped my seatbelt and watched as the front door swung open...and the tall,muscular shadow of my best friend (and must I add past crush) appeared in the light and I couldn't help but to stare. And he wasn't making the situation any better by coming out with nothing but black sweatpants on that hung dangerously low on his hips and all black Nike lowtops. Oh. My. Gosh.
As I sat in my car, I took in his form and mentally had to remind myself that he was my best friend and that I couldn't look at him in that fashion...but, damn...the brother was fine as hell.
At 23, Paul Lahote was every woman's fantasy and every man's envy...young and old. Standing at 6'5" and only weighting 260 lbs., he was the dangerously sensual sex symbol of all La Push and Port Angeles. Women constantly drooled over his perfect physique and drop dead gorgeous face. His short black locks were styled in a stylish faux mohawk, the sides brushed down to perfection and his hair perfectly wisped at top. His eyes were a hypntoizing hazel that would constantly draw you in whether you knew him or not. His dark eyebrows were perfection. Hell at times I wondered if he had them arched, but later I found out that they were naturally so. His straight nose was perfect for his oval face; not too small, not too big. Just right. Perfect cheekbones.His lips were semi-full and soft looking, so ready to kiss. Each ear was pierced, two diamond stud adorning each each. He had a goatee, a small patch on his chin that enhanced his manly looks. His beautiful, russet skin stretch over well sculpted muscles and arms were heavily tattooed to the point where he had sleeves. Across his stomach was his middle name Aiden in Old English. He reminded me a bit of David Villa, only mysterious and a 100% sexier.
My gaze flickered down to catch a glimpse of glossy black being tucked into the wasit ...only to discover it was his precious 9 mm he held dearly to his side. Licking my lips nervously, I watched as Paul stepped of his porch and made his way to my car, opening the door and blocking most of the cold air from entering by taking up space in the door.
I started to speak, but his expression caused me to fall silent as his normally warm gaze turned dark with anger. Silence stretched between for a few moments before he spoke in a voice so low, I had to strain my ears in order to hear him. "I got a phone call from Quil telling me that when he return to your apartment, you were gone. Mind telling why?"
My eyes began to water as I bit my lower lip and chanted over and over again in my head not to cry in front of this man. Weakness to him was a major no-no, but every now and then he would give me a VIP pass seeing that we were really close. But tonight, I had a feeling that my VIP pass had expired and hearing Quil's name again brought back all the anger that left me hours ago. "I...Quil and I broke up. I caught him sleeping with Lauren Mallory." At the end of my sentence, I released a small sob as I covered my face with hands and tried to get my emotions under control.
I heard Paul cursed softly beside me before I felt his abnormally warm hand clasp my left and gently tugged me out the car. As soon as I stepped out, he engulfed me into his warm embrace and made small soothing noises whilst rubbing small circles along my back.
My cries turned into hiccups as we stood out in the cold for lord only knows how long before I pulled back and wiped away my tears before giving him a small swat on the arm. "Paul Lahote, you're going to get sick out here."
Paul rolled his eyes playfully as he gave me a small squeeze before lowering his head and pressed a small kiss against my forehead and pulled away.I almost whimpered at the lost of warmth before he gives me a rare smile and nods towards the house. "Let me park your car around back and you go inside and warm up all ready. I'll pack your things into the house."
I nodded and stepped out of the way as Paul ducked inside my car and shut the door, silently commanding me to go inside with a firm look and his finger pointing to the front door.
I smiled as I turned on my heel and quickly made my ways up the steps, I breathed a sigh of relief as my body was greeted with sudden warmth from the house. As I entered the foyer, I was greeted to well decorated formal dining room, the space opened and flowing naturally into the equally well decorated lodge room. I glanced at the golden chandelier that hung over the table and smiled as I eyed Lulu's Christmas paintings mounted on the walls. I toed my boots off near door and fully entered the lodge room and noticed a pile of dark body pillows and a pallet on the floor in front of the fireplace, along with a notebook and a pen.
I walked over to the fireplace and smiled as I looked at the picture of Paul and his seven-year-old sister, Lulu, both smiling brightly and hugging each other as if they would lose the other. I glanced over at the next one, seeing that it was a group shot of the Wolf Pack in front of Paul's tattoo palor, all the guys flexing their muscles and giving the camera their best sexy smirk. I rolled my eyes lightly until I drifted to the next one and I could only gasp.
It was a huge photo of me and Paul at my graduation ceremony. I was still dressed in my burgandy gown and Paul was in a black silk shirt, the sleeves rolled up to the middle of his forearms and holding me in a hug. We were both smiling brightly and Paul stood behind me, his strong arms wrapped around my waist and my shoulders. His cheek was resting against my head and I had my hand over his that was on my waist.
I continued to stare at the photo, not aware that Paul came back inside until I felt his hand brush against my the small of back and I involuntarly jump and clutched my chest.
Paul chuckled lightly as he shook his head and glanced at the photo that I was gazing at. "Thought I got rid of it, huh?"
Nodding mutely, I watched as he sighed and shook his head. "What happened?"
"With Quil?" He nodded, and went into the story. During the rundown of the situation, there were times were I had to pause to make sure Paul didn't vibrate off the couch due to his quivering limbs. After I told him all that happened to the point where he entered the picture, Paul calmed down enough to gather me into his embrace and for once in my life, I felt safe and warm in his embrace.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that, Ash," he said as he gave me a quick peck on the forehead and sighed. "To be honest, you didn't really need that motherfucker."
"Paul!" I chaisted and he gave me a indifferent look and shrugged.
"What? It's true." I sighed as I buried myself into his embrace and groaned as I looked back at the photo. At times I wished I ended up with Paul, but he hasn't been all charming his whole life and there was a point where I didn't...couldn't..understand him or stand him. But, now...it seems when I'm with him, I feel completely whole and nothing in the world could touch me when I was in his arms...
Pulling away gently, I looked into Paul's hooded eyes as the air around us shifted into something more enticing and everything around his disappeared along with the walls and the world. Only thing that mattered to me was sitting before me and I nervously licked my lips.
Paul caught the action and his eyes flickered with something I wasn't familiar with until He shifted so that I was straddling his hips, my knees resting on either side of his slim hips. "P-Paul?"
Paul raised a perfect eyebrow as he reached up and brushed some of my hair away from my face and hummed in a questioning tone.
Blushing lightly, though against my dark tone it wouldn't be evident, I shyly glanced down at the cream colored rug beneath the coffee table and whispered, "Why didn't I ever pick you?"
"Pardon?" he asked, his tone husky as he wrapped his arms around waist and sat up a bit.
"I mean...why does everything feel so right when I am with you?"
Paul lifted his right hand traced over my full bottom lip before looking into my eyes with dark, seductive look. Instead of answering, he leaned forward and ghosted his lips over mine before pressing against them softly and I gasped at the softness of his lips.
Though my mind was screaming that this was my best friend I was kissing, my body told it to shut the fuck and enjoy the show, which I completely agreed with as he teasingly bit my lower lip and I parted my lips slightly, Paul turning our sweet innocent kiss into something sweet, hot and seductive as our tongues danced a sensual tango, heating up my body and bringing forth wetness between my legs.
I moaned quietly as his tongue slid and glided against mine, swirling around it teasingly inticing me into a battle of dominance in which I lost to him happily. I felt as Pual shifted so my legs wrapped around his torso and he slowly stood, and I automatically wrapped my arms around his neck as he strolled over to the pile of pillows and thick pallet and slowly lowered us so that my back rest against the pillows. Not once did we break our kiss as he ran his hands along my clothed body and and groaned lightly as I stroked the nape of his neck. I smiled against his lips as his groan turned into purrs as I continued to stroke his neck and he pulled away to flash me his famous panty-dropping smirk. "Little girl, if you continue to do that-."
"You'll what?" I cut in playfully and his eyes roamed my body possessively before meeting my gaze and growled low in his throat. Well, if I wasn't wet before, I'm fucking flooding now.
His eyes told me silently that he could show me better than he could tell me and began to remove my thick winter coat. Once down my arms, he shucked it to the side and gaze at my form, before leaning forward and pressing a sweet kiss against my lips.
"Ashley," he said huskily, my name rolling off his tongue as if it belongs there Though passionate, his voice was soft and full of doubt and I knew that right now he was going to pop a serious question me.
"Yes?" I breathlessly asked as his piercing hazel eyes bore into my chocolate brown orbs as he motioned to our position.
"Do you really want to do this with me?"
I blinked as I sat up a bit and thought over the question,along with a few others. Did I realize that anything could possibly happen while coupling like this?
Of course.
Would I regret sleeping with my best friend later?
Maybe.
Do I really want this?
Yes.
Do I really want him?
Hell yes.
Looking into his eyes, I saw the lust,love, and doubt swirling through his hazel pools before I slowly nodded and brought his lips down to mine in a sounding kiss. I smiled as I placed my hand against his dark cheek and ran my fingertips lightly over his cheekbone. "I really want this, but more importantly I really want you. I just been too afraid to say so because of.."
"Shh, let the past stay in the past," he whispered against my lips before geniuely smiling, showing off perfect white teeth. "Let's focus on the now and the tomorrow."
I gave him an imitation of his sexy smirk as I tugged him close to me and our lips crashed together and hands began to roam as my consciousness began to get dimmer and dimmer with nip, suck, lick, and stroke of passion.
There it is! Chapter 2! Please R&R.
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