I was on a roll with writing today since I had the day off. Hope you enjoy.
Warning: This chapter is filled with serious Smut! Rated M.
Song: Ready for Love-Badcompany
I stared up into the glowing blue eyes of Derek. His face had been misconstrued. It seemed larger, thick black hair traced around his jaw and chin, nose was slightly more pointed, and a very full mouth of teeth begun to graze over my collar bone. I bared my neck and grasped his wider shoulders. He apparently also put on some muscle when he shifted. I felt the graze of his canines over my shoulder as he flipped his tongue out and lapped at my neck. I moaned and grasped tighter when one muscled thigh slide between my legs, pinning me to the house. I couldn't move. Not that I wanted to. My dress had ridden up and was now scrunched around my ass, my pretty pink panties exposed. I ground my hips down over the rough fabric of his jeans and he let out a growl. I couldn't tell if it was a warning or if he wanted me to continue. I just decided to go with what I wanted to do. I started grinding harder and begun to pant as I got closer. One of Derek's hands had slid down to my thigh, pulling it around his hip as he thrust forward, grinding his erection against my pelvis. His claws dug deep into my thigh, and I smelled the faint scent of my own blood.
"Oh, Oh Shit! I'm sorry! Oh gawwwwd!" I heard the sound of the kid's voice from earlier yell from behind us. We both froze, Derek turning his head, making sure not his whole body before yelling…
"Scott! Get the fuck out!" His voice sounded human as he gestured with one hand flying in the air to get out.
"Dude! I'm scared for life! Oh shit…couldn't you wait till I left?" Scott complained trying to gather his crap. I wanted to yell at him, 'TWAT BLOCKER' but managed to keep my mouth shut. My leg was still wrapped around Derek's waist, with my hands clinging to his shoulders for dear life.
"GET OUT!" He ordered with an ear splitting growl. I watched as the clumsy teen tripped down the stairs, landing on his face, before getting up and shuffling to his bike. Derek turned his attention back towards me, anger and frustration replacing his desire. His features started to morph back to normal and I watched in awe. It was really cool. Like watching a magic trick happen before your eyes. He let go of my leg and dislodged his thigh from between my legs. He was about to turn away but I held him in place. I traced a hand down his stubbly jaw, keeping our eyes locked, while the other snuck under his shirt, and traced over his ridges. His face was cold and emotionless as he let me continue my exploration. I couldn't help the funny feeling in my stomach that someone was watching us and I had a feeling I knew who. I knew she'd be up to something, and if she wanted a show, I'd give her one out of spite. "We should go inside." Derek whispered, apparently feeling the presence too. I traced my tongue down his neck and pulled his shirt up, scrunching it around his ribs, before moving down.
"No." I said flatly, not willing to budge. I looked up to see him staring at the wall, one hand bracing himself, before staring down at me. I made sure to make eye contact as I traced my tongue over his abs. I saw the instant switch to desire as he watched my every move. I repeated the action, this time tracing over his happy trail. I heard a growl from above and knew he was loosing it.
"W-we need to go i-inside." He stuttered through gritted teeth. I loved that I could make him stammer. "N-not a-alone." He inhaled through his nose and out his mouth trying to keep control.
I growled lightly, that sounded more like a purr and placed my lips to navel. "Then they'll get a good show." I said, undoing his belt and jeans, sliding them down his hips and pooling them around his ankle. I was surprised to find he wasn't wearing underwear. Less the better right? I leaned back against the house, resting my head, and pulled his hips with me. It took him a second to gather his balance, placing both hands on the wall; I felt the tension building in his body. "Relax" I whispered before taking him into my mouth. One hand twisting lightly at the base of his cock, while the other reached up to fondle his balls. I ran my tongue around his head, before licking the underside of his penis, and sucking him back into my mouth. I looked up, connecting our eyes, and he lost it. Jerking his hips forward into my mouth, I had just enough time to get a small helping of air, before he thrust again. Hollowing my cheeks and relaxing my throat I let him take control as I continued to fondle his balls. I heard the low whining as he came closer. I dug my free hand into his hips, drawing blood. Placing my hand flat on his balls, I rolled them up closer to his body and pushed lightly. I felt his whole body jerk as he thrust hard into my mouth. I swallowed his salty sweet essence as his whole body stilled.
I pushed his hips back so that I could breathe, before licking the tip of his cock, making sure not to waste a drop. He jerked back, oh so tender after the big O, before resting his head against the wall. Crawling my way back up his body I sucked at his pulse point, making sure to leave a mark. He mashed our bodies together, pinning me again, before invading my mouth in a passion hungry kiss. He growled softly into my mouth, and I knew he tasted his essence. It was erotic and yet still romantic all at the same time.
He licked down my neck to the same the place I had him and sucked, leaving a mark. I couldn't help the silent cheer that went up in my mind and felt like jumping up and down with joy. Instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck tighter, and relaxed my head back, giving him full access to my throat. He gave me a few more marks before nuzzling my neck. "If you ever tell anyone I cuddle after sex, I'll kill you." I giggled making note to tell Kasey all about it later before lying,
"Secrets safe." I smiled into his shoulder.
"Why do you do this to me?" He asked still in a hushed tone against my neck.
"Giving into another giggle I added, "Because it's fun." I heard the light playful growl as he left my neck, and hitched up his pants. He led the way into his house as I followed. Turning around I looked out into the darkness and smiled an evil smirk, before shutting the door and going to meet Derek. I listened to the rustling in the kitchen and headed that way, stopping in the doorway, to stare at Derek who was holding two beers. He handed it to me before heading into the main entrance and sitting on the steps. I took a seat beside him and sipped on my beer. It had been a long time since I shared a beer with anyone. But I couldn't hold the silence long, my curiosity getting the best of me. "So? That was Scott from earlier huh?" He nodded his head, taking another swig of beer. "He wasn't born wolf was he?" Bitten wolves had a different smell than born wolves. Again he nodded. "Did you bite him?" I knew that answer too, but I wanted to make sure. Again, he nodded his head no. I relaxed back onto the steps, resting my elbows on the step above me, beer in one hand, and letting my head fall back. I felt the moon light bathing me, and opened my eyes to see the almost full moon. It's power giving me strength and hope. I felt the burning in my eyes as I drew its strength, taking a deep breath, and exhaling. Two more nights and I'd be exposed. My secret would come to surface and it would be Derek's choice what to do with it. I didn't want to tell him I was an alpha or that I had made a deal and chose him to be the one to complete it. Just so that I didn't have to go back. I felt selfish for forcing this on him.
If I had never made that deal, I would never have come here. Never found Derek, never found my mate. I could admit to myself that I wanted him to be my mate. For real, and not just for show or for the sake of carrying on the Harvelle name. I felt Derek's hands pushing up my dress. I lifted my hips as he tugged down my underwear, tossing them off to the side. Opening my eyes again, I looked down to find Derek pushing my knees apart with his shoulders, his meeting mine as he flicked his tongue over my clit. I felt that connection to him as he beckoned me with his eyes to watch. He covered his mouth over my V and slipped his tongue inside. I gasped in pleasure as he kept dipping his tongue in and out. I lolled my head back, grasping the beer bottle still in my hand tightly, threatening to break. He stopped his very skilled mouth and nipped at the inside of my thigh, forcing me look at him. When I met his eyes again, he went back to his sweet torture. My orgasm hit me without warning. I let out a cry of pleasure, the bottle shattering in my hand, as I rocked my hips.
Slumping back on the steps I felt him crawl over top of me, pushing my head to the side, before he bit down. I gasped in surprise when I felt the hard clamp of his canines on my neck. Digging my claws into his back when he let go as he licked at the wound. I was still in shock at the sudden claim when he bared his neck to me. Taking the hint, I ripped his shirt and bit down where the shoulder met his neck. He let out a howl signaling the completion of the mating ritual, before shucking jeans and slamming into me. It was a mad mating frenzy as teeth clashed, claws slashed at any remaining cloths, and the sound of bodies slapping filled the space. Loud growls echoed through the entire home, sweat slicking our bodies, and the smell of blood and sex. At some point we must have rolled down the steps because we lying on the floor, him on top. I barely had time to acknowledge the new position as he flipped me over and started hammering into me from behind. He broke my hair band before fisting a hand in my long tresses and yanking my head back. His other hand wrapped around my waist, holding me steady, claws dug deep. His chest was pressed to my back as he bit down on my other shoulder. I yelped in pleasure before I felt my orgasm build. Feeling the sweet release ring through my body as fireworks exploded in my head and crumpling to the floor. Derek thrust one last time before tumbling over the edge with me, his howl shook the house, and I knew it rung through the woods as well. Collapsing behind me, still bonded, and nuzzling into my neck and licking the new bite. We would have to stay this way for an hour or so. That's what happened when werewolves completed the mating. "Mine." He whispered into my ear, pulling me closer.
I smiled before whispering back. "Yours." I listened to the slowing heart rate behind me. I knew he wasn't asleep, but we sat there in comfortable silence. Deciding just to gloat in the fact that I actually got the 'mating bite' and ignoring the sense of dread of having to tell him the truth. I still had a week to admit about the deal, my real reason for being here. But I only had another day or two to tell him about my alpha status.
So what ya all think? Good, not good? I still promise that all won't be hunky dory, they will still have their fair share of couple problems. Especially with Grandma. Oh, and I will be introducing the alpha at some point, not sure when. There will be much more to come. Please, review!