~~~(**Sam's P.o.V**)~~~

"Are you sure? W-we can still stop" I assured her, pressing her small body between mine and the wall, trying to get the door open and keep it together as she rubbed her small hands down my chest. "No.. I don't want to stop, never" She said out-of-breath, moving her lips to my jaw and leaving a hot and fiery trail of kisses to my Adam's apple. "Good. Because that was a lie" I chuckled, finally getting the door open.

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I tilted my head to the side giving her more room to explore my neck with her aggressive lips. Holding her to me, I carried her into the room we'd used for sleep purposes weeks before, but this room would be used for anything but sleeping now on.

She tightened her grip around my neck, pulling up and sucking my neck like her life depended on it. Walking over to the bed, I set her down and crawled ontop of her. Putting my weight on my arms, I kissed her gently. "Sh*t..I need to pee" I groaned, pushing off her and moving off the bed slightly.

My little Allie looked so sexy and innocent as she layed on the bed in those little jean shorts and that hot pink tank top that showed to much skin for my liking.

Pulling the blanket over her, I nodded and turned to go to the bathroom knowing she was covered up for the most part.

~~~(**Allie's P.o.V**)~~~

Once he walked into the bathroom, I kicked my Chuck Taylors to the floor not caring where they ended up. Unzipping my shorts, I pulled them off and threw them to the wall where they fell onto a grey love seat. Removing my socks, I pulled the hair tie out of my hair and ran my fingers through my hair, removing the french braid that'd taken me 30 minutes to put in place

Pulling my pink tanktop off, I let it fall to the ground along with my white tanktop.

Climbing back under the grey blanket, I stared down at my light blue bra and pantie set. I heard Sam flush the toilet, then the sink start.

A few seconds later he opened the door in only a pair of tight grey boxers that I wanted to pull off instantly

"The atmosphere's a little thin in here." He said, flexing his chest slightly as he walked over "It's perfect," I told him as he took my hands and raised them to his lips. "I won't hurt you, Kitten" He assured me "I know" I kissed his hands in turn. "This is going to sound stupid, but I don't know what to do" I whispered, slightly embarrising.

He lowered his mouth to mine, testing and tempting me. "You'll catch on" He chuckled, kissing me and letting his tongue poke at my lips.

His lips curved as my hands slid up his back. "I think you're right" With a instinct that was every bit as potent as experience, I let my head hang back and allowed my hands to press and wander around his perfectly sculpted body.

First I ran my hands over his perfect abdomen, while his ran up my sides playing with the soft lace of my bra. My lips parted for his and he stuck his tongue into my mouth tasting me. I felt his groan of pleasure then moaned my own pleasure as his strong yet careful hands skimmed down my body.

His thumb brushed the side of my breast, his fingers kneading at my waist. He slid his hand down my hip, then my thigh before it's upward journey.

My hands where quick, moving to lower stomach and rubbing his perfect v-lines then moving my hands lower so they reached uncharted territory. Above me Sam groaned lightly, urging me to move forward. Looking up our eyes conected, and I knew i'd made the right choice of agreeing to marry him.

I pressed against him, delighting in the shower of sensations he was throwing at me. He moved away from my lips, letting his teeth scrape lightly down my throat, then over my bare shoulder. Murmoring his name, I urged him on "Sam" I moaned again.

I trusted him with everything in my body, no matter how hot my passion, I was still innocent. "Why do I feel like this?" I moaned as he gripped my hips tighter and continued to kiss my shoulder "Your body is responding to me.. it'll get worse after the bite. You wont be able to touch me without wanting me"

For his own pleasure he helf me at arms length and looked at the swatch of blue lace, admiring it. He bit his lip and blinked slowly "You stop my heart" He told me.

With unsteady hands I once again reached for his chest fighting for traction. My breath was already ragged, and I kept my eyes on his as I moved my hands around on his chisled chest that was more solid than anything i'd ever felt.

With my heart pouding wildly in my ears, I linked my arounds around his neck. "Touch me" I begged, offering my mouth to him "Show me" I moaned as he pulled me to him.

Though the kiss was hard, demanding, and bit ruthless, he kept his hands gentle as mine raced over him bringing a desprate edge to my already driving need. He adjusted our position on the bed, our lips moving against eachothers as our lives depended on it.

He dipped his head as his tongue skimmed along the lace of my bra before it slid beneath it to tease my taunt nipples. My hips arched as he moved his hands up my back to my bra where he effortlessly undid it, leaving me in my blue panties and him in his boxers.

"I love you" He said, putting his hands on my breast gently and rubbing me slightly. "I love you" I gasped, moving my hands to his hips and pushing his boxers down to his thighs, allowing his errection to spring free.

He kicked them off, then pulled mine down with his gentle fingers so we where skin against skin, heart against heart.

I saw his control being taken away from him as he apologized furiously and kissed me passionatly. Holding onto him, I gripped his shoulders and moitioned for him to continue. He positioned himself at my entrance, his eyes lustful as he gently pushed himself inside me.

I cried out, stunned, helpless as my hands slipped limply from his shoulder. Even as I shuddered trying to figure out what I felt, he eased into me slowly before pulling out and gently pushing back in murmuring my name again and again as I pushed him to go faster.

Apologizing, he moved his lips to my neck and scraped his teeth along the side of it, tasting me. His canines extended-like Ammi said- and sunk them into my neck giving me his 'Mark' so that I was forever his.

I lost my innocence sweetly, painlissly, and with so much joy and pleasure.

I laid next to him, tangled in his sheets with his hand across my waist holding me in place as morning light drifted into the room. He hadn't just taken my once last night, no, he'd taken me 4 times before we collapsed on the bed. It was amazing, and Sam made it feel so good I coulden't wait until he woke up.

My only question was if I pleased him like he pleased me. He was the perfect lover, meeting my needs and being gentle and kind with me if I wanted to try something or if I was uncomfartable.

His face was a inch away from mine, and I had to lean back and blink to focus on his beautiful face. He was in a deep sleep, his breathing slow and even.

Sam was completly relaxed and vulnerable, adding a foreighn beauty to his face. I loved him, there was no doubt about that as our breath became syncronised and our legs twisted together trying to be as close to eachother as possible.

Looking down at the ring on my finger, I knew i'd made the right decision. There would be no pressure now that we'd mated, and I wanted to take my time before getting married and having grand babies for Lucy, which Sam and i'd talked about last night.

He wanted 8.

Gently, I brushed at the hair that was matted with sweat on Sam's forehead. Smoothing the sheets, I stretched and thought of last night where he showed me how beautiful making love could be when two people cared about eachother.

Lightly, not wanting to take him I touched my lips to his. My small amount of contact stirred me up. Curious, I trailed my fingertips over his shoulders and down the length of his back. "I want to spend every morning like this" He chuckled, rolling onto his back and stretching.

"Do you?" I giggled, scooting closer so my hands and chest where ontop of his chest. He closed his eyes and nodded, running his fingers across my lower back. "Was it good, for you?" I asked weakly, lowering my lips to his colar bone.

He laughed, rolling so he was ontop. I felt his manhood poking at my thigh, and I dreamed of feeling him fill me again. "I coulden't be more pleased, Kitten. You let me have you, not one or twice but four times, and you let me mark you" He said, moving his hand to my neck and moving my hair away so he could see his bite.

"You smell like me, God that smells good" He groaned, his manhood hardening more as he sniffed me "I smell like sweat and sex. My hair is probaly a wreck" I laughed, pulling him to me in a kiss "Well let me just finish the job" He smirked, grabbing one of my legs and lifting it up and over to give him more room to thrust.

Laying my head against his chest, he breathed hard as I did the same. That'd been the most agressive we'd had it before, and I loved it. My body was sore all over and I felt like walking would be a pain, just like he said it would.

"We need to stop. You haven't eaten, and I need a shower" I whispered, reluctantly pushing off his chest and wrapping the sheet around my body. "How about you go and shower, put some clothes on then come down for breakfast." He said behind me, propped up on his elbow "Yes, my love" I giggled.

After my shower, I put my bra on and his navy t-shirt, slipping his boxers on next being as I had no clean underwear. Pulling my wet hair up, I quickly made my way down the stairs knowing Sam would be down there shirtless.

He stood next to the stove in his boxers, frying bacon. It seemed like a dangeorus combination, but he moved it quickly and the fresh scent of bacon filled my nostrils.

"Hey good lookin', what you got cookin'?" I sang, quoting a old Jimmy Buffet song my parents use to listen to in the morning while they made breakfast "I'm making my beautiful mate bacon, eggs, bisquits and pancakes so I can take her back to bed" He said, setting the bacon down on the stove and walking over to me.

He lifted me onto the counter, moving between my legs and nuzzling my neck. "We can't do it here, your family eats here" I giggled, running my hands down his muscular back "Exactly. While i'm listening to them nag, I can dream about taking you slow and passionatly on the counter" He growled, moving forward to kiss me before we heard the engine

It sounded like a big, and Sam pulled me tighter to him. "That sounded close." He observed, looking to the destruction of the living room and pulling away from me "Allie, stay in here" He ordered, pulling away and walking to the livingroom. "Sam, don't. You're half naked and its just a car" I begged, hopping down from the counter "It's probaly nothing. Just some kids goofing around, but don't move" He said, and I heard the door open but not close.

"Oh sh*t" He yelled so loud I felt all air escape my lungs. This had to be somethig bad.

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Unedited. So don't correct me, please? Anyway, question of the chapter, who's in the car?