Posting this early because I have an exam in 14 and a half hours, so I'm not sure if I'll be functioning enough to post at a later date. Next two weeks are gonna be full on, so hang in there guys :):)

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Cassie-011: Because I'm a tease... and I needed as much space as possible for this chapter ;P

Dotty92: Angie is definitely relieved to have Derek back... and we'll get to see plenty of them together in this chapter! Thanks for the review :):)

Izi Wilson: Same here! I always get so attached to my OCs, and Angie is no different. Thank you for reviewing :)

CarleighAlpha: Shirtless Derek did you say? Well... here he is ;)

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The wait is over, people! Yeah, that's right… the smut is here! Because I wanted to separate the smut from everything else, this is also a shorter chapter… sorry, folks…

Warnings: Smut, virgin sex, fingering, the tiniest bit of rough sex (like, it's pretty mild, but just in case), and a lil' bit of fluffy Derek :):)

Bamby

It seemed my outburst had been enough to shock Scott back into his human state. But with the full moon still shining down he was still struggling to keep the control.

Derek kept Scott's arm around his shoulders as followed me up the stairs and towards Scott's room so I could open the door for him. Once inside, he placed Scott down onto the bed. There was a pause, his eyes avoiding me entirely. Then, with a sigh, he turned and moved to leave.

"Wait." Scott called out. Pausing a moment, Derek hesitated before turning so Scott could continue. "I can't do this." He shook his head. "I can't be this and be with Allison."

I wasn't sure if that was entirely true… but I wasn't sure if it was entirely wrong either. There were complications when it came to being a werewolf, dating just made things even harder- especially when the girl you like comes from a family of hunters. Yet I still had hope that the two of them would work it out. I wanted Scott to be happy.

Sighing, Scott looked up, his eyes meeting Derek's. "I need you to tell us the truth. Is there a cure?"

"For someone who was bitten?" Derek shrugged lightly. "I've heard of one. I don't know if it's true." He added, to make it clear that there was no definitive yes or no answer.

"Well, what is it?" Scott pressed.

I could see Derek wanted nothing more than to not answer. But we both knew Scott wasn't going to let the subject go. He was determined to 'fix' this. To become human again. To be 'normal' again.

"You have to kill the one that bit you."

Brows furrowed, Scott shook his head. "Kill the Alpha?"

Derek simply nodded in response.

Sitting there, fidgeting out of frustration and fear, Scott sighed. It was clear he really wanted to things to go back to the way they were, but he wasn't an idiot. Going after the Alpha, killing it, was not going to be easy.

Moving forward, Derek looked down at him. "Scott." As soon as Scott's attention was on him, he went on. "If you help me find him, I'll help you kill him."

Not needing to think about it, Scott nodded. "I'll do it."

Without another word, Derek pulled back. His eyes locked onto mine for a split second as he turned, before walking out of the room.

As much as I knew I probably shouldn't go after him, I also knew Scott would be out like a light in seconds. His struggle to stay human was taking a lot out of him. The fight with Derek, sudden adrenaline loss, and the night was almost over, meant he wouldn't be awake for much longer.

I watched as he shifted up his bed to lie down. That's all I needed to see before I darted off, hurrying out of his room and down the stairs.

"Derek!" I called out, watching as he was about to close the door behind him.

Pausing, he turned to me, question in his gaze. Coming to a stop a step or so away from him, I searched his eyes, questioning what to do next as he waited for me to say or do something. My next move surprised both of us.

Grabbing his jacket, I pulled him down to me, smashing our lips together in a deep and desperate kiss.

He reacted instantly, stepping back into the house and kicking the door closed before turning me around and pressing me against it. His hands grasped my hips, pressing them against him as he leaned forward, deepening the kiss. My own hands came up to run through and grip at his hair, holding him in place. Bite, sucking, licking, nipping and kissing each other's lips, we knew there was no holding back this time. We both knew we needed this, wanted it.

But still, he hesitated. "What about Scott?"

"He's asleep." I tugged on his hair, pulling him to me again.

"Your mum?"

"Work." Shoving him back slightly, I quickly slipped my hoodie off before tugging my shirt over my head, revealing my royal purple bra. "Trust me, no one's going to interrupt us."

Reaching out, I grabbed his jacket again, pulling him down to my lips once more.

When he grasped my thighs to lift my legs around his waist, I let out a surprised but pleased yelp. Still clutching at each other, craving skin on skin contact, he quickly took us upstairs and to my room, closing the door behind us.

Placing me down so my feet were firmly on the ground, we both quickly shed the rest of our clothing, giving each other a helping hand between making out again- our lips drawn together like magnets. Backing up, I grinned, hoping I looked as seductive and tempting as I wanted to, as I dropped to the bed- surprisingly- gracefully.

I could go into detail about how amazing Derek looked naked, but it would all be a guess, because I wasn't even looking at his body at that moment. Instead my eyes were locked onto his as they stayed on mine, his hungry glare no doubt mirroring the look on my face.

Crawling on top of me, he slid his leg between my thighs as he leaned down to kiss and nip at my shoulder and neck. "I need you to be honest."

The sound of his voice was a shock. Silence had fallen over us, our heat and desire drawing out more animal noises than actual words. But the deep and rough tone in his voice was welcomed as it pulled at my core, magnifying my desire.

"Is this your first time?"

"Yes." The word came out as a breath.

A groan rumbled in his chest as his body vibrated against me.

Pulling back slightly, I looked him in the eyes. "I trust you, Derek."

Those four words were all it took for him to go on.

I jumped, feeling his fingers rub against my core. The sensations it invoked were foreign, but incredible. Little sparks of pleasure flashed in my veins, igniting every cell in my body. When his finger dipped into me my eyes rolled back as I moaned. He pumped a few times before adding another finger. The point was not to get me off, but to help prepare me. Still, it felt good, a little uncomfortable as well, but so good.

When he was sure I was ready, he pulled his hand away from me. Settling himself between my legs, lining himself up at my entrance, he looked into my eyes. There was only the slightest hesitation as he gave me a chance to change my mind, but when I gave no indication that I would he didn't wait any longer.

The first thrust was… different. It didn't hurt like I feared it would. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. His fingers weren't as big as he was, so I stretched more. It was uncomfortable, but not unbearable.

Still, he took his time, pushing into me inch by inch, bit by bit. When he was completely in me he stopped moving.

He just stayed there, letting me adjust as he shifted so he was leaning on his forearm while his free hand rested on my thigh, his thumb gently rubbing against my skin in an attempt to soothe some of the discomfort and distract me.

My hands slid up and around his shoulders, pulling him down to me, silently telling him to move.

Knowing I was okay now, he moved a little. His thrusts were slow and precise, trying to create as much pleasure as he could, while trying to avoid hurting me. I knew I would feel an ache tomorrow, but for now I focused on the more blissful sensations I could feel.

I felt full and stretched. It was foreign, but the longer he stayed there the better it felt. The more right it felt. My heat and desire flared again, waking once more. Every cell in my body buzzed in anticipation.

Our pace picked up. Hands slid against skin slowly at first, exploring, feeling. But soon enough we began to grab and claw at each other, pulling and grasping, needing all the contact we could find.

I arched my back and moaned. He took his moment to lean down and press a kiss on my neck, right above my collar bone. My body shudder at the touch, pure pleasure rippling from that one spot.

"More." I groaned, needing all of him.

Complying to my wishes, Derek adjusted us so his arms slid under my arched back and around so he could hold and pull me up to him, our chests pressed together. In this angle he managed to thrust harder. The pace slowed, but that didn't matter when he was creating a friction that made my toes curl, eyes roll, and body sing.

Lost in the feeling of him, and our bodies connected, I was a little scared when I felt something coil inside me. It was like the muscles in my core were clenching, tightening, getting ready for something.

"Derek…"

Pressing a kiss to my shoulder, he groaned, slipping his hand between us again. With one simple flick to the sensitive bud between my thighs, and I was gone.

Before a noise could escape my lips, he pressed his against them. I moaned and groaned into his mouth, feeling the coil inside me snap as a rush of ecstasy coursed through my veins. It was so intense and sudden I could barely keep myself conscious.

Quickly laying me down again, Derek pulled out of me as his body twitched. I felt something spurt onto my stomach, but paid no attention to it. Instead I found my hands grasping at his hair as I held him to my lips, feeling my body give in to some much-needed sleep. The last thing I remember was feeling Derek use something to wipe my stomach before rolling over to the side and pulling the blanket over us. His arm wrapped around my waist as he pulled me to him.

With that I welcomed the blissful dreams I knew would join me that night.

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My eyes fluttered opened. Outside my window I could see the sun as it peeked over the horizon, just rising. Everything was still. I could hear birds chirping outside, but everything else was silent. A weight on my hip drew my attention down. Resting on my bare skin was a hand… a hand that was connected to the man that caused the delicious ache in my body.

Smiling to myself as memories of last night came to mind, I turned carefully. Lying there, still asleep, was Derek. His hair was a little tousled, but he still looked as perfect as ever.

Leaning closer, I pressed my lips to his gently, not wanting to wake him. But somehow, he still stirred.

Not fully awake yet, he deepened the kiss, leaning in closer as he breathed me in. His hand that rested on my hip grasped me instinctively, before he began to push me onto my back. I chuckled against his lips as he pulled himself on top of me, now completely awake. In fact, all of him was completely awake. His hard member pressing against my stomach was proof of that.

Slipping my head to the side and away from him, I couldn't help but bite my lips as I grinned, feeling him move his lips down to my neck and throat. "Morning."

The only response I got in return was a light growl. The sound vibrated through him and against me, sending jolts of desire south.

Moaning, I felt my body give in a little, letting him spread my legs as he set himself between them. His hands slid over my skin, gripping and grasping everywhere. It was like he couldn't get enough.

When his member brushed against my core my hips jumped, prolonging the friction between our most sensitive parts. He growled again, bringing his lips up to my ear. "How are you feeling?"

"What?" I asked, breathless and dazed.

"Are you still sore?" He brought his hand down between us, resting it on my upper thigh, right near my core.

Understanding what he was asking, I shook my head. "No. It's fine. I'm fine." I assured him.

It was true. Maybe it was because of my werewolf healing? Or maybe it was because I'd slept and rested? Either way, the ache between my legs was not one of pain… it was one of satisfaction, that was growing into need.

Knowing I was okay, he lined himself up between my parted legs. There was a pause where he gave me the chance to stop him, but we both knew I wouldn't. He was my drug now. I'd had a taste and I would always want more.

With a quick snap of his hips, he buried himself deep within me.

I was surprised at how easily he slid into me. Despite the lack of foreplay, I was relatively ready for him. Perhaps that had something to do with his presence? Or the promise of our bodies connecting again? Either way, I could feel myself practically dripping for him.

His lips pressed against mine to muffle both of our groans and moans, not wanting to wake anyone in the house. Last night Scott had passed out from the full moon, and mum was at work. But now? Now we weren't alone, and the risk of getting caught was pretty high. But still, that didn't stop us. We tried to stay as quiet as possible as we moved together. Thrusting, pushing, slapping and snapping. Just the sound of our bodies drove my desire further and further.

A heat radiated under my skin. A need. I wanted all of Derek, every inch of him, and I never wanted to let go. The feelings he invoked were like nothing I'd ever felt before. They made me feel alive. They made me feel wanted and powerful and beautiful. They made me feel like a woman.

For a moment, I could forget everything and just enjoy the feeling of him doing wonders to me.

Breathing heavily into my ear he worked faster, the heavy beating of our hearts pressing against our chests. He growled lowly, his hands grasping my thighs so tight I knew I'd have marks later. Adjusting himself, he started moving in a different angle, hitting a spot that sent sparks of pleasure up my spine and through my veins. White spots littered my. My whole body felt like it was on fire, like it was about to erupt.

I moaned, my nail digging into his shoulders. I needed something, something deep in me, and I knew going harder would bring me closer.

Leaning into my neck, he nibbled and bit at the junction of my shoulder. His teeth scraping and digging into my skin spurred on my desire.

As if knowing exactly what I needed, he shifted enough so he could nibble on the spot above my collarbone that had made me wild last night. One kiss there, one warning, and then he moved his head lower again, until he hovered between my breast and collar bone. That's where he bit me… hard.

Throwing my head back, I had to turn to scream into my pillow as an eruption of pleasure and bliss exploded from my core, shaking every cell in my body.

My climax was enough to push Derek into his own. It was fast and unexpected, not giving him enough time to pull out. I felt him twitch inside me as he emptied himself into my core.

When we both came down from our highs he rolled off and onto his side, pulling me along as he did.

I smiled as I took in the sight of his sweat covered body, and satisfied gleam in his eyes. His eyes racked over my own body, taking in the sight of the marks left behind by his hands and teeth.

Following his gaze, I looked down and watched as the bruises began to heal, already fading. "Damn… I kinda wanted them to stay for a while." I admitted, pouting lightly.

He chuckled. "Really?"

"Yeah." I grinned.

The satisfied look in his eyes darkened into want again. "I can make more."

Smiling now, I leaned forward to press my lips to his in a sweet and simple kiss. "Maybe later."

We stayed like that for a moment or so longer, just enjoying each other's company, holding our bare bodies as the sun rose, the bright golden light streaming through my window.

It was a nice and rare moment of peace and serenity. For a second or two I could almost forget about all the drama in our lives… that was until he spoke up and ruined it.

"You and Scott have to talk."

Frowning lightly, I shifted so I could look up into his eyes. "About?"

"Only one of you can kill the Alpha, which means only one of you can be cured." He noted.

A second or two passed as I took in his words. But there was no hesitation as I spoke up with a shrug. "I don't want the cure."

"You don't?" He looked genuinely confused, and surprised.

"Why would I? I mean, sure, being a werewolf hasn't exactly been easy, but it's a hell of a lot better than being human. Besides, Scott deserves it more than me. It's not like I've fallen in love with a girl who has a family of werewolf hunters."

"You would really give up the chance to be human again, for your brother?"

"I'd give up everything for my brother. I'd give up everything for anyone I cared about."

His frown softened a little, but it stayed in place as he lifted a hand to brush my hair out of my face and behind my ear. He didn't say anything, but I could see the admiration and pride in his eyes.

"That includes you, Derek." I added, needing him to know. "I care about you, you know that, right?"

Once again, he stayed silent. Instead, he cupped my cheek as he leaned forward to press his lips to mine in yet another soft kiss. A kiss that told me exactly how he felt. A kiss that told me the feeling was mutual.

Bamby