Drunk Encounter (Emmett & Paul)

Emmett's Pov

Rosalie was sitting on the bed applying lipstick. She looked beautiful and glorious as always and her hair was packed in a neat pony tail.

She stood and turned to face me. "I'm going out babe," she said and pecked my lips. Before I could blink my eyes, she was gone.

I knew exactly, where she was going and I thought, she knew that I know, but why was she going there anyway. She was hiding something from me.

For the past year, she had been seeing a human girl and no matter how much she takes a bath, I could smell the human on her.

I knew she was bisexual but she was my chosen one. How could she cheat on me?

I told her before we consummated our bond that if she ever felt that something was missing or she wanted to experiment, she should tell me but I guessed she didn't trust me enough.

And to think that for the past year, I had stopped myself from being with my love, just because of her.

I refused to follow my heart because I didn't want to break her heart and our family, but it felt like I was the only one that values our relationship and I was getting tired of it.

It was enough for me to stay away from love. I needed him, I loved him, I wanted to be with him, to love, care, and cherish him, to be his comfort and the fire that melts his frozen heart.

To be the one that makes him smile and to give him all the joy and happiness, he truly deserves.

But I difn't even know, if he felt the same way about me. I didn't know, would he accept me for who I was.

My true mate, my wolf, my Paul.

I stood up and got dressed in black trousers, a white t-shirt, black combat boots, and a black leather jacket then I took my car keys, phone, and wallet.

I needed some air and I needed some alcohol in my system. I entered my black jeep and headed to the mystical creatures club downtown. It was a club for only mystical creatures and they had special drinks for different species that were capable of getting us drunk.

I reached the club and parked my car in the parking lot. I got to the door and saw the bouncers, checking for membership cards.

I opened my wallet and showed them mine.

The moment I got in, my ears started ringing and my body visibly dancing. The music playing was loud and the dance floor was filled with different creatures.

The sitting areas were packed, so I just headed to the counter. What I saw nearly made my dead heart start beating again.

Paul was at the bar with multiple glasses before him and he seemed, to be here alone, because I couldn't see anyone from his pack.

I walked to him and sat on the stool beside him. I saw his nose twitch, before he turned to look at me. And that moment, his whole face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Hello Paul" I greeted.

"Hi grandpa" he slurred.

He was definitely drunk and he was still drinking. I took the drink he was currently holding, and placed it back on the counter.

"Gimme back my drink old man," he said while reaching out for it. But I took it first and drank down the whole thing.

"You are already drunk pup. No more drinks for you" I smiled.

"Me drunk? I'm not drunk, I'm just so happy" he giggled.

This was a different side of Paul, that I had never seen before. He always looked so tough and grumpy, if someone else told me that Paul acted this way, I wouldn't believe it.

"Why are you so happy pup?" I asked.

"Hey, I'm not a pup. I'm an alpha and I'm happy because you are here" he giggled.

What he just said? I was shocked and my heart warmed. The only thing that kept going through my head was, that he was happy, that I was here with him.

"Why?" I asked trying to get more answers out of him, maybe I would find out if he liked me too.

"Because I haven't seen you in so long. I was in pain until you showed up" he answered.

Wait he said he was in pain. Why? Oh my God, didn't wolves feel both emotional and physical pain when they were away from their imprints?

"Why were you in pain baby" I asked while tenderly touching his cheeks.

"Cause you refuse to acknowledge my presence, you don't even look at me, when we are in the same room. What have I ever done to you?" He started sobbing.

I looked at him in shock. He was the one who avoided me like the plague and ignored me. When we were in the same place.

"You have done nothing to me pup, but you also ignore me when I try talking to you" I reasoned.

"That's because I didn't want to fucking jump you idiot" he shouted.

I was not expecting that. But it was the best thing I had ever heard. And before anything else, I leaned forward and pecked him on the lips.

Nothing major, just a touch of the lips, but it felt like I was in heaven. When our lips touched I felt electric sparks going on in my entire body. I looked at his facial expressions and he had a look of pure bliss and joy and he was smiling at me.

And a sudden urge to feel more, suddenly engulfed me. So, I leaned forward and smashed my lips against his. We engaged in a hot make-out session with me obviously dominating the kiss. I nibbled on his bottom lip and he granted me entrance into his hot cavern. I explored his mouth with my tongue and I must say I was lost in him. His scent and the small noises he was making, were driving me crazy. I felt someone tap my shoulder and I reluctantly pulled away from the kiss, making a small pop sound.

"You both should get a room man," the bartender said.

I laughed and looked at my giggly wolf. "Sweetie I think it's time we leave," I said and stood up

"Yeah.... Let's go" he shouted and stood but he stumbled forward, and I rushed to help him. I placed my hand around his waist and placed his around my neck.

I led him out of the club and into my car before driving home.

I parked my car and walked to the other side to open his door for him and helped him into the house.

The moment he stepped in, he scrunched up his nose in a cute way.

"This place reeks of leeches" he slurs

"You mean vampires pup and don't worry nobody is home" I led him upstairs into my room.

I opened the door and led him to the bed. Sitting down beside him I took his hands into mine and staring deep into his eyes. I started my long overdue speech.

"Paul, I know you are drunk right now, and probably, won't even remember what I'm about to tell you. When you sober up but I want to tell you that I..I..love you" his eyes grew wide upon hearing my last words.

"I have loved you for a while now but I didn't know, how to tell you that you are my true mate. But after what you said at the club, even though it doesn't make sense. I believe that you like me too, if not even more. Am I right?" I asked him with eyes full of hope and love.

"Do you mean it. What did you just say?" He asked.

"Yes, babe I meant every word," I said while caressing his cheeks.

"What about your wife, isn't she your mate?" He asked while drawing back from him.

"She is my chosen but you are my mate, I love her but I love you more," I said and pecked his right cheek.

"I love you too my imprint" he whispers in my ear and bites my lobe causing a small moan to escape my lips. I feel sparks going off in my entire body and for the first time in years, I feel warm.

I felt like mating him right now but it won't be right. I wanted to make our mating special for him. I wanted him to be sober when we mate and consummate our bond. He trailed soft butterfly kisses from my ear to my neck and finally my lips. We engaged in a battle of tongues and teeth  There was nothing soft about this kiss just pure want and need.

My hands started roaming his body, I started unbuttoning his shirt, and threw it somewhere in the room all without breaking the kiss. I ran my hands on his mouth-watering abs that looked so fucking good, that it felt like he sculpted them. I loved the contrast of my pale hands on his perfectly tan body.

I left his lips and started sucking and lightly butting his neck making sure to leave visible marks.

I wanted everyone who sees him to know that he was mine. I suck a particular place and he moans out loud, got it. I go down to his chest and start sucking his right nipple while caressing the other one. A gasp escaped his lips as I suck, nibble, and fondle his nipple. My hand slowly trailed to the waistband of his jeans and I pulled back to admire my work.

His chest was heaving, and he had hickeys on his neck and chest. His face held a look of pure bliss and adoration. My eyes trailed down his body and I gasped when they landed on the visible dent in his jeans. He looked like a hot mess, my hot mess. I pull out my T-shirt and lie down beside him. I loved him and I really wanted to mate him now but I didn't want to rush him. I kissed his forehead and pulled him into my chest. He looked up and gave me a confused look.

"You are not ready for that yet baby. I want our first time to be special. I want you to be sober when we finally mate" I said causing him to pout. He looked so fucking cute, face flushed and pouting. I could fuck him for eternity.

"I'm ready and I want you. I want to mate with you. I want to mark you and I want everyone to know that you are mine and mine alone" he said possessively and crashed his lips with mine.

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