Ok, so the idea for this hit me randomly and so I had to write it. At the moment I'm marking it as complete but I might add random chapters to it later on revealing more about the idea that I actually had in my head. I hope you all like it.

Thanks to the lovely msrachelgarner for pre-reading this for me. As always, I own nothing.

Part of the Pack

Bella wandered aimlessly through the forest surrounding La Push. She was alone for now, but she knew that she wouldn't remain that way for long. Sooner or later one of her boys would come for her, and then...

She shuddered as a cool breeze came off the nearby cliffs and swirled around her.

No-one would ever say that being one of the pack females didn't have its advantages, but then it also had its complications.

One being the competitive and often contradictory natures of the nine male members.

She supposed that she was lucky that she only really had to deal with the five most dominant men in the group. Seth, Collin and Brady were too young for her to interest them, and Quil was far too easy-going to fight the other males for rights to her. Of those remaining, Jared was too blinded by his affection for Kim to pay her much attention, and Sam, once he had initiated her into the pack, had gone back to having his ass handed to him by Leah.

Jake, as Sam's beta, spent the most time with her. He was her oldest friend and the person she trusted most in the world besides her father. Embry was sweet, but he respected his best friend too much to try anything with her on a regular basis.

Paul though...

He would often find her at times like this, sneaking up on her and taking her by surprise.

Paul didn't respect Jake's boundaries and he didn't have to. He was well within his rights to fight for her as long as she didn't object.

And she never objected.

Bella had accepted what the rules were and what her life was long ago and she felt she was in no position to be hypocritical about it and start crying out for the sake of her virtue now. Not that any of the boys made her want to either.

A twig snapped behind her and she spun around quickly, nearly losing her balance as she did. There appeared to be nothing there, but the thrumming in her spine told Bella what her eyes could not. She was not alone.

Warm breath danced across the back of her neck while strong hands tightly gripped her waist, preventing her from turning around as she jumped at his sudden appearance.

Her breath came faster as he ran his nose up the length of her neck, inhaling her scent before capturing her earlobe between his teeth. Bella moaned gently and she could hear the smirk in his voice as he whispered to her.

"Run!"

His hands loosened their grasp and she bolted away from him, trying not to stumble as she fled over roots and across dips in the forest floor.

Bella ran for about ten minutes, her lungs burning as she ran as fast as she could, before she heard a triumphant howl come from somewhere in the woods to her left. Her head-start was over; he was coming for her.

She kept moving, even though she knew that he would catch up to her in no time. Past experience had taught her that he didn't like it when she just waited for him to find her. A narrow gap between two trees caught her eye – far too small for him to fit through, it would buy her a few more precious seconds as he would have to navigate around the trees to reach her.

Somewhere along the way, Bella shed her coat and threw it away from her. Hopefully, the scent of the jacket would temporarily lure him away from her. Minutes later she heard a rough bark that sounded vaguely like laughter echoing around her and she tried to speed up, her legs aching with the effort.

A gap in the forest up ahead revealed the dark sands of Second Beach and a few diehard surfers, but before she could reach some kind of sanctuary, he appeared in front of her, cutting off her escape route. Bella immediately reeled around and tried another direction, but she knew the game was up. It was now inevitable that he would catch her soon; he was too impatient to drag this out any longer.

She heard his rough panting behind her before she felt his teeth capture the material of her shirt, tearing the garment and baring her back to him. She continued to try and flee though, turning and acknowledging him would be seen as a sign of opposition, one he would not take kindly to. He snagged the back her jeans next and she finally lost her footing, her hands taking the brunt of her fall.

Even now, Bella crawled to get away, not giving up.

And then he was there, hovering over her. Human now, his body pressed her down, his hand sweeping her hair away from the back of her neck as he bit down over her nape. She cried out, bucking up at the feel of his teeth sinking into her skin, and as she did she felt the weight of his erection settle against her ass.

His mouth deepened the bite, a continuous stream of growling now coming from his chest, and he tore the rest of her clothing off with little concern for her decency.

Bella remained quiet and placid while he disrobed her, she felt a slight chill once her clothes were gone, but the warmth of his mouth on her neck was distracting her from any discomfort.

His hands roamed unashamedly over her body, stroking over her hips and the tops her thighs, his fingers darting over the front of her body to briefly caress her nipples before descending to run over the sensitive skin of her stomach. Bella squirmed at the sensation and he took advantage of the movement of her body to slide his hand even lower to graze over the sensitive swell of her clit.

She gasped his name then and, satisfied that she was ready, he lifted her hips off the ground, the pressure of his mouth keeping her head and shoulders bowed, and thrust into her, forcing her body to take all of his.

Bella screamed as he did so and he finally released her neck to growl loudly in pleasure and dominance over her.

He continued to drive into her from behind, his hips setting up a punishing pace as he continued to hold her down. Each thrust was a mixture of pleasure and pain as the force shunted her forward across the ground, leaves and bark scraping across her skin. The scratches were nothing though compared the tense ball forming in the pit of her stomach as each push hit that elusive spot inside her that made her writhe.

He grunted as he moved, a mixture of snarls and words falling from his lips.

"Bella... fuck... that's it, little girl... you know what I like... fuck, baby..."

Her gasps and moans became more frequent as the knot inside her expanded, heat beginning to suffuse her body, her stomach clenching in earnest as her body fought its way towards orgasm.

His able fingers chose that moment to help her along the way and she keened loudly as he began to pluck and rub at her clit. His other hand curled around her body to massage her breast and her nails dug into the wet earth as she bucked frantically against him. She was moving her body in time with his now, desperate for something, anything, to push her over the edge.

He bit her.

His teeth broke the skin on the back of her shoulder this time, but it was the sharp edge that she needed to tip her over.

"Fuck! Paul!"

Contractions wracked her body and she closed her eyes as white light shot though her vision. Warmth ran through her veins as she struggled to remain conscious when all her mind suddenly wanted to do was sink into oblivion so it could better enjoy her satisfaction.

Paul's tight grasp on her body though kept her from sinking to the ground. His body became more jerky above her as he moved faster, losing his steady rhythm, hurrying towards his own climax.

He came with a roar, his mouth releasing its controlling grip on her and his short nails digging into the soft flesh of her stomach.

He collapsed on top of her when he was done, groaning as a whimper from Bella had him shifting to the side so he wasn't crushing her.

The forest was quiet around them, their staggered gasps as they struggled to regain their breath the only sound.

"Are you alright?" he finally asked.

She thought about lying, but knew he'd be able to tell. "I'm a bit sore, but apart from that I'm great."

He carefully ran his hand over the front of her body, cataloguing every cut, bruise and scrape with a brush of his fingers. After he was satisfied that she hadn't sustained any serious injury, his attention returned to her face, meeting her eyes for the first time that day.

"Thank you," he muttered quietly.

The softness that only rarely showed in his eyes had her reaching up to kiss him. Their tongues entwined languorously and he sucked on her bottom lip before releasing her.

"We should probably get you home."

He rose to his feet, completely unconcerned by his nudity, and held out a hand to help her up. Bella let him pull her upright before he wrapped an arm around her waist to steady her.

"Ummm..." He scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, sorry, I don't think you've got any clothes left to wear."

She rolled her eyes. "You've got to stop tearing stuff up."

He offered her a smirk, not at all sorry. "Can't help it if that's the fastest way to get to your body."

Bella looked around at the scraps of cloth surrounding them. Something was missing.

"Hey! If you go back my coat should be somewhere around still."

"Huh." He cocked his head to one side, thinking. "Hang on a minute."

He disappeared back into the forest, leaving Bella to stand awkwardly in the clearing where they had just had their encounter, her arms crossed awkwardly over her chest in a futile effort to cover herself up.

Paul returned a second later and smiled as her attempts at modesty.

"Here." He held out her discarded jacket. She reached out for it but he refused to let it go, instead using her momentum to pull her into his body, where he captured her lips once more. "Come home with me," he breathed into her mouth.

She pulled back slightly so she could look at him properly.

"I've never been to your house before."

"Well then, if you come with now then you'll have a chance to look at it, won't you?" he argued persuasively.

Tugging the coat out of his grip, Bella wrapped it around herself, thinking.

"I've got a bath. We can take a long soak together."

As far as incentives went, that was a good one.

"Okay, fine," she agreed. "Only if you promise that I can take over your tub."

"Anything my lady wishes..." he mocked lightly. "Now, do you think you can walk back to town or would you like a ride?"

Pride made Bella decline to be carried, but the choice was taken out of her hands when she only got three steps away from him before her knees gave out beneath her. Sweeping an arm behind her legs, Paul strode along with her cradled in his arms, like she was his bride and they were about to step over the threshold.

...Well, they were about to step out of the forest in any case and Bella was suddenly aware of just how little she was wearing; it had been easy to forget that she was essentially naked when standing in the dim light of the woods with no-one but Paul for company.

Luckily, the main road was mostly deserted at this time of day, save for Colin and Brady hanging around the general store who whooped and catcalled as they walked past. Paul spared an irritated growl at the two younger boys before turning off down a second smaller road and eventually down the driveway to his house.

It was a neat one-storey building, quite sparse on the inside but everything was neat and tidy.

And more importantly to Bella, it had what looked like the world's biggest tub.

Paul set her carefully on the counter as he filled the bath and then scooped her up and stepped into the steaming water. Bella allowed herself to drift off as the warmth of the bath and being cradled in Paul's arms lulled her to sleep.