A/N: I think by this time, if you guys look at the scrollbar and see it small than usual, then you know the latter half of the chapter is smut. JS.
MONDAY
MARCH 7, 2011
I let out a cringe, even though I knew it wouldn't hurt me, when the fifth player of the night went down on the field.
"Come on!" Coach cried from the stands. "Is that thing even a teenager?! I wanna see a birth certificate!"
I jogged over to the field, and helped the medic carry the player away. The lacrosse player groaned in pain, rolling over on his side, but I held him steady.
"A small concussion," the medic reported, pocketing his flashlight.
I felt his legs and when I squeezed gently, and he groaned in pain. I felt his ankles, which were beginning to feel a wee bit larger. "Sprained ankle."
"Help me get him to the team room." I nodded, hoisting up the stretcher and we pulled him away, while he groaned out about not feeling his legs.
On the way, we passed by Stiles, and with my hearing, I could hear the slight jiggling of keys, and knew Allison had given him Gerard's. Looks like he was going to find the bestiary, and to be honest, I was glad. That dude out there was huge.
"I'm so sleepy…" the guy, Ethan, groaned.
"C'mon Ethan," I encouraged. "Don't fall asleep on me."
"But I'm tired…" Ethan blinked back dully at me.
"No falling asleep," I said sternly, and pinched his arm. That got him awake, and glaring at me. I simply gave him a small smile, and the doctor walked in, examining him.
I could hear the loud cheering outside, and then a familiar scent filled my nose. My nose twitched, and I heard some low growling, which was almost like a purr.
Derek.
I stood at attention and excused myself, before rushing out of the room. As I threw the doors open, I took in a deep breath. I could smell Derek, Erica, and Stiles, mixed with a tinge of chlorine.
I darted off to the pools. My hair flew behind me as I rushed through the hallways, and just as I entered the pools, I could hear the sound of something hissing as it was popped.
"Holy God," my brother said, and I could hear and feel his astonishment as Derek dropped a deflated basketball onto the floor.
Derek's eyes fell to me for a split second before turning back to my brother. "Let's try that again… What did you see?"
"Alright," Stiles sighed. "The thing was pretty slick-looking. Um… skin was dark. Kind of patterned. Uh, I think I actually saw scales. Is that enough? Okay, because I've somebody I really need to talk to."
"Just tell them, Stiles," I sighed from where I stood.
I heard Stiles's heart skip a beat in shock and he whirled around, exhaling deeply. "Jesus, Sindy! Can you not?! And why don't they know this?"
"Because I promised you that I wouldn't say anything, so I didn't," I pointed out.
"… Right," Stiles nodded. "Right."
I frowned. "You expected me to tell them, didn't you?" I felt horrible. Did my brother really think I'd lie to him like that?
I honestly thought that the rift between us was fixed. I looked down, playing with my nails. "I'm… I'm going back to the game," I murmured, before turning around.
"W – Wait!" Stiles exclaimed loudly. "Sindy!"
I left the room, going to head back to the lacrosse game. I didn't get very far, when I heard a loud cry, a roar, and a heavy thud.
"Ah, son of a–" I heard Derek curse before a splash. I ran down the hall, and ran smack right into a set of lockers because I was running too fast. Damn, were the floors actually polished this well?
I rubbed my nose in pain and sprinted to the pool, running even faster when I heard a second splash.
I threw open the doors and cried out, "Derek! Stiles! Erica!" My eyes darted around and saw Erica on the floor, unconscious, and Stiles and Derek in one of the deep pools.
"Sindy! Look out!" Derek and Stiles warned.
I crouched down just in time, and saw a scaly, strong arm where my neck was just at a few seconds ago. I kicked at the monster, and it let out a screech.
It whirled around, and I got hit with its tail, which sent me flying. I landed into another of the deeper pools and hit the water with a heavy splash.
I swam to the surface as soon as I recovered, coughing and sputtering to get the water out of my lungs. I glanced around, keeping myself afloat as I tried to look for the strange thing.
"Sindy!" Stiles called from the other pool. "You alright?!"
"Yeah!" I replied, breathing slightly heavily. "I'm good. Where is it?"
"Dunno," Stiles replied and I could hear some water splashing as the two guys stayed afloat.
I pursed my lips and glanced over to the other pool, where Stiles and Derek were actually rather close to one another. "… Do I want to know exactly why you guys are so chummy all of a sudden?"
"I got scratched," Derek replied simply. "I'm paralyzed from the neck down."
Ah. Whatever-that-thing-was toxin. It seems as though it had some poison in its claws that did that. Even just touching it would paralyze you.
"You get me out of here before I drown," Derek ordered Stiles.
"You're worried about drowning?" Stiles sputtered. "Did you notice the thing out there with multiple rows of razor sharp teeth?"
"Did you notice I'm paralyzed from the neck down in eight feet of water?!"
I couldn't help it. A giggle escaped from my throat. The two closest males in my life turned to look at me. I cleared my throat and apologized, "Sorry. It's just… you two are funny."
Derek let out a rough sigh and I could hear Stiles's eyes rolling. I could hear Stiles splashing around, trying to get them out of the water. Come to think of it, I needed to get out, too.
Wet, lace undergarments were not comfortable.
… What?
I wanted to surprise Derek, okay?
I went to swim to the edge, when I heard Derek order for us to stop. I heard the low hissing of the creature, and turned to see it circling the pools, but never coming any closer.
"What's it waiting for?" Stiles inquired.
It circled closer and closer, until it got to the edge of the pool Derek and Stiles were in. It touched the water, but then hissed powerfully, before backing away.
"Wait, did you see that?" Stiles asked. "I don't think it can swim."
"That's lovely," I responded from where I was. "A deranged, psychotic creature that can murder but can't swim."
"I thought I was the sarcastic one," Stiles replied.
"I've got some snark in me, too," I quipped. "You just got most of it."
"Could you two focus on trying to get us out of here and worry about who's the more sarcastic one later?" Derek commented, slightly irked.
I frowned, turning to look at my boyfriend. "You can forget about the surprise I had for you later, then."
That caught his attention. "What's that?"
I gave him a smile, the corner of my lips curling as I gave him a hooded look. "Wouldn't you like to know?" I was pretty sure my pheromones were flying towards him, as well.
"Ah, gross," Stiles groaned. "We're trapped in eight feet of water in separate pools, someone's unconscious, and we've got this strange thing waiting ten feet away that will kill us as soon as we get out of the pool, and you guys are still flirting. It's bad enough I heard you guys banging away in the shower yesterday."
"Oh-kay!" I exclaimed, no longer needing to know that my brother could hear my boyfriend and I go at it. "So… what's the plan?"
"We need to call Scott," Derek said. "Where is he?"
"God if I know," I replied, reaching into my jeans. I pulled out my phone, but frowned when I saw the screen was completely cracked. "Aw, come on!" I held it above me, trying to stay afloat and tried to turn it back on. No dice. "You've gotta be kidding me…"
The thing must've hit it when he hit me with that stupid, scaly tail of his.
"I don't think I can do this much longer," my brother struggled out. It got quiet for a second, and I could only hear Stiles and my heavy breathing.
"No, no, no, no!" I heard Derek protest and turned to see what was going on. "Don't even think about it!" Stiles was looking at his phone, which was on the floor at the edge of the pool.
"Stiles…" I warned.
"Would you just trust me this once?" Stiles inquired.
"No!" Derek protested so loudly that it echoed through the walls.
"I'm the one keeping you alive, okay? Have you noticed that?"
"Yeah," Derek replied. "And when the paralysis wears off, who's gonna be able to fight that thing? You or me?"
"So that's why I've been holding you up the past two hours?"
"Yup. You don't trust me. I don't trust you," Derek solidly stated. "You need me to survive, which is why you are not let me go."
I watched carefully, seeing the contemplative look in my brother's eyes. Oh no. My boyfriend was not going to be happy.
"Stiles-!"
My brother released Derek, and I watched as the werewolf fell underwater and my brother made a mad swim to the edge of the pool.
"You better hurry your ass, Stiles!" I exclaimed. I swam to the edge of the pool to distract the thing, but it ran to Stiles. I climbed half-way out and it hissed, before lunging towards me.
I pulled back just in time, just as I heard the ringing from Stiles's phone. "Scott!" Stiles exclaimed when the teen wolf picked up.
"I can't talk right now," Scott replied, before I heard a dial tone.
I groaned. You've got to be fucking kidding me. I was gonna kick his ass.
Stiles let out a frustrated groan, before diving underwater, going to rescue my paralyzed boyfriend. The two of them emerged a minute later, and Derek gasped for breath.
"Tell me you got him." The two exchanged looks, and I could feel Derek's frustration roll off in waves.
I was absolutely soaked to the bone. It's been over two hours. I wanted to just get out and kill the thing, but obviously, I couldn't do it alone. I needed at least Scott here, but obviously, he wasn't.
"He better be looking for that goddamn bestiary and not off with Allison, or I swear to God, I'm ripping his lungs and intestines out," I growled.
The thing let out a large cry, and I continued to grumble.
"I can't stay up any longer," my brother protested. "I need something to hold on to."
They swam to the edge of the pool, and I heard the doors being thrown open and sighed out. About fucking time.
Scott grabbed onto Stiles and Derek just before they submerged in the water and threw them out. The werewolf let out a roar and I began to swim to the edge.
Using Scott as a distraction, I lunged out of the water and tackled the thing to the ground. We scuffled, and I thankfully avoided his claws – multiple times.
I got thrown against the wall just as Scott back on his feet after being thrown by the thing's tail. Scott then picked up a piece of glass that had shattered, and the thing hissed.
I made sure my back was to Stiles and Derek, keeping them out of harm's way. It looked at the reflective surface of the mirror for a second, almost like it was… confused, before running away.
Seeing it gone, I rushed over to Derek and Stiles, who were both breathing heavily.
"Thank God you two are okay!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms around them. They panted heavily, still, but relaxed under my hold. Stiles weakly patted my back, and I was sure he wasn't up for a swim any time soon.
I grabbed my bag, which had fallen at the side of the pool a long time ago, and handed Stiles my car keys. "There are extra clothes in my trunk."
"Th – thanks," Stiles breathed out, before shakily standing up. He stumbled out of the room, and I heard a small crash and him cursing. Typical Stiles.
"You okay…?" I asked, turning to look at Derek.
"Yeah," Derek nodded. "I can feel the paralysis wearing off." I helped Derek stand up, and I was never gladder for werewolf stamina. I felt slightly out of breath, but not so much.
Scott had went to wake up Erica, and she looked at Derek and I, confused.
"We were trapped in the pool for two hours," I bluntly told Erica. Once the paralysis wore off, Derek pushed himself off me gently, before running a hand through his wet hair.
"I have extra clothes in my trunk," Derek informed me. "I'll change and meet you outside." I nodded and he left, leaving a trail of water behind him. Welp. At least it wasn't me.
The doors opened again, and Stiles came walking in wearing a red Adidas tracksuit that I had around for workout purposes. He was carrying another pair of jeans and a t-shirt for me.
"I got you extra clothes, too," Stiles said, handing me the clothing.
"Thanks," I smiled, taking it from his hands.
"Stiles," Scott said, jogging over to my brother and me. "I got the bestiary." Stiles looked at me, and I waved him off.
The two boys walked off, and Erica walked over to me. She looked down at me sheepishly as I rinsed out my wet hair. "Sorry," she told me.
"For not helping us out or kissing my boyfriend?" I quipped, squeezing some more water out of my clothes. Since nobody was around but Erica, I took off my shirt, rinsing that out.
"… Both," Erica answered sheepishly. "Derek's a good guy. I promise I won't try anything again. I was just curious what would he do if I kissed him."
I turned, quirking an eyebrow at Erica. "I don't think you can, anyway."
Erica smiled and replied, "Yeah. I can't. So… we good?"
I looked at her and listened to her heartbeat. It was calm and steady. I smiled. "Yeah," I replied. "But if you try it again, I'm beating you up."
Erica gave a small smile. "I wouldn't put you past that. You look hot when you're mad, by the way." She winked.
I let out a laugh and shook my head. "Get out of here," I said, bobbing my head towards the door. I really needed to get changed. Erica smiled at me before leaving me. I walked over to grab one of the towels off the towel rack. It was placed there just in case people didn't have their own towels, and I was glad they had these.
I wiped myself dry, before taking off the rest of my clothes. I frowned when I realized Stiles didn't grab any undergarments for me, but then again… I didn't have any extra underwear. Dammit. Who the hell ever expected to get soaking wet in a pool for two hours anyway? I decided to forgo the underwear, throwing on the shirt and jeans. I winced when I didn't like the feel of my jeans against myself, but shrugged it off.
I threw the towel in the dirty towels section, and gathered my clothing. I left the pool area, glad to finally be gone from there.
As I walked outside, I saw Scott and Stiles hovered over a laptop on top of Scott's car.
I peered around Stiles's shoulder and asked, "What kind of language is that?" Was it even a language?
Stiles and Scott jumped in shock and I could hear both of their erratic heartbeats. "Jesus!" the two exclaimed. "Don't do that!"
"Stiles I understand, but… shouldn't you have heard me?" I questioned, looking at Scott. The teenaged wolf grumbled and turned back to the laptop screen, ignoring me. I huffed. Well.
"Seriously, though," Stiles said, turning back to the screen. "Sindy's right. Is this even a language?"
"How are we supposed to figure out what this thing is?" Scott inquired.
"It's called a Kanima," Derek's voice appeared. I glanced up from the laptop screen and smiled, before skipping over to Derek. I grabbed his left arm and pressed myself against him. His eyebrow quirked at something, but then turned back to Scott and Stiles.
"You knew the whole time," my brother accused.
"No," Derek shook his head. "Only when it was confused by its own reflection."
"It doesn't know what it is," Scott realized.
"Or who," Derek added.
Stiles exhaled softly. "What else do you know?"
"Just stories," Derek admitted. "Rumors."
"But it's like us…?" Scott inquired.
"A shape-shifter, yes. But… it's… it's know right. It's like a…" Derek tried searching for the right word.
Stiles exhaled again. "It's like an abomination." Derek nodded slowly.
He looked down at me and nudged his head. I nodded and handed my keys to Stiles, telling him to take my car home. I moved to walk away with Derek and Erica, when Scott's voice stopped us.
"Derek," Scott said. "We need to work together on this. Maybe even tell the Argents."
"You trust them?" Derek accused.
"Nobody trusts anyone!" Scott exclaimed. "That's the problem. While we're here, arguing about who's on what side, there's something scarier, stronger, and faster than any of us, and it's killing people and we still don't even know anything about it!"
"Maybe there's a reason why we all don't trust each other," I added my own two cents. "Maybe it's because both Derek and you have had an arrow lodged in you. Maybe it's because I had bullets inside me. Or maybe, just maybe that even without that thing, there are people trying to kill us!"
"I know one thing," Derek growled, abruptly turning around. "When I find it? I'm gonna kill it!"
He strode away so quickly that if he wasn't holding on to me, I would've had to jog to keep up with him, just like how Erica was right now.
As it turns out, when we got to where Derek was parked, there was another car. Apparently, Erica had driven herself here. She got into her car after giving us goodbyes, and drove off. I went over to the passenger seat, popping the door open. I threw my wet clothes on the floor, not wanting to get the seats dirty. Before I could even get in, though, I was roughly pulled back and the door was slammed shut.
"Did you think I wouldn't notice?" Derek inquired, pressing me against the car. A small moan escaped my lips when I felt every ridge of Derek's muscles against me. He reached up my body, snaking under my shirt, before grabbing my bare breasts and squeezing them tightly. "You little minx…"
"I – I…" Gasping for air, I couldn't make out the words. My mind was going a million miles a minute. "I didn't have spare underwear."
Through my hooded eyes, I could see Derek's crimson before his right hand released my left breast. My stomach muscles tightened when his clawed hands lightly scraped my skin. I let out a low, long moan when he cupped my sex roughly, and I knew he could feel the heat and wetness.
He growled lowly, and pulled me away from the car. Still in a daze, I let out a gasp when he suddenly slung me over his shoulders, before he walked away.
"Wh – Where are you taking me?" I asked, as I felt one of his hands rub my calf. He reached up and squeezed my butt, and I moaned.
"Somewhere private," Derek replied, walking into the dark forest. Ooh. I liked where this was going. I could feel my jeans get wet at the thought of Derek going at me… on me… in me… in the forest. As he walked, his shoulders moved, and I could feel the seam of my jeans rub me right where I wanted him.
My body felt like jelly, and I couldn't help but lean forward, rubbing my face into Derek's back. I still hadn't bitten him yet, so I might was well rub my scent on him. Then an idea struck me and I grinned mischievously.
I lifted up Derek's shirt, and I could practically see him furrowing his brows in confusion. I felt my fangs elongating slightly, and I lightly bit down into Derek's smooth, hard back. He stumbled slightly, and I grinned before licking his skin.
All of a sudden, I was roughly thrown down on the green grass of the forest, and Derek was hovering above me on all fours. I looked up at him, teasing look still on my face.
I leaned up, and licked at his scruffy cheek like a puppy. He looked down at me with an unreadable expression, which softened before asking, "How is it possible that you're so sexy yet so endearing at the same time?"
He leaned down, capturing my lips with his, and my heart wanted to explode at the spine-chilling, toe-curling kiss he gave me. It filled me with the love and affection he had for me, and I realized that I never needed Derek to tell me how much he loved me. It showed through his actions.
Most girls found it slightly down putting when they said, "I love you," but all the guy would say is, "I know," but to me, it showed that Derek was acknowledging my feelings for him, and in a way, saying it in his own way. After all, he was a man of action.
I threw my arms over his neck and pulled him down, pressing my body against him. I tugged at the end of his long-sleeve shirt, and he pulled back briefly so I could take it off, before pressing himself against me again, capturing my lips.
His lips moved skillfully against mine, and his beard rubbed against my chin, tickling me and turning me on at the same time. I wrapped my legs around his hips, and rubbed my crotch against his, and let out a moan when he gave me a particular rough thrust, right where I wanted him.
Derek's hands went to the hem of my shirt, and slowly pulled it up, making sure his nails were dragging along my skin. I pulled back briefly, and raised my arms, allowing him to take off my shirt. He placed his lips back on me, slipping his tongue into my mouth.
I moaned against his moan, pressing my bare breasts against his rock hard chest. I could feel my nipples tighten from the cold air and from me being so turned on. "Shit," Derek cursed against my lips, before rolling over so I was on top. He slid his tongue into my mouth, and it danced with my tongue.
My hair made a curtain around us, and Derek's rough hands ran along my smooth body as we continued to kiss. I rubbed my tongue against his, loving the taste of him inside my mouth. Whether it was his tongue, his dick, or any part of him, I loved it. His hands continued to rub the small of my back, my back, my shoulder blades, my stomach, before finally stopping at my breasts, where he engulfed them with his hands and squeezed.
In response to that, I spread my hands flat over his chest, before rubbing up and down his pecs, feeling his taunt, strong muscles. Mhm, I was such a lucky girl. I pulled away from Derek's lips, and a small strand of saliva connected us, leaving evidence of what we were engaged in earlier.
I angled my head, so I was able to kiss and nip his scruffy jaw, before trailing down. My nose rubbed against his scruff, and I made sure to nuzzle it before kissing down his neck, and descending to his chest. I made sure to give his chest a nice, strong lick, which earned me a nice rumble from him.
I smiled against his skin, before wrapping my lips around his left nipple. I kissed the tip of it before swirling my tongue around it, and bit down gently on it. He groaned and buckled his hips, and I hissed out in pleasure when his bulge hit my core. I made my way across his chest, and did the same to his other nipple, earning the same response.
Derek flipped me over, and he growled lowly in the back of his throat. I let out a gasp and he grabbed my breasts, squeezing them. He bent down, and engulfed one into his mouth, suckling it like a newborn. I arched my back, running my hands through Derek's short, dark locks.
One of his hands grabbed my jean clad legs, and ran up my right leg, gently caressing the limb before reaching my thigh. He squeezed my inner thigh gently, and I moaned again, slinging my leg over his hip.
Derek dug himself into my covered core, and I moaned, rubbing against him sensually. His mouth circled around my other breast, and his right hand took over the breast his mouth just left behind. With his free hand, he moved his fingers, scraping it so it could reach between my thighs.
He let out a hiss against my breast, and he pulled back, giving the boob one last, strong lick with his rough tongue.
"I can feel how wet you are through your jeans," Derek said huskily, rubbing his cheek against mine. As I was sensitive everywhere, a pleasured sigh escaped from my throat. He ran his finger up and down the seam of my jeans, and my eyes flew open in shock when he pressed where my clit was… hard.
"Ah!" I exclaimed, arching my back. Derek's eyes flashed red and an evil smirk appeared on his face. Suddenly, I was actually kind of scared, yet also excited for what he had planned.
"Wh – What are you going to do?" I gasped out.
Derek's lips curled and he didn't respond. Well… not verbally, at least.
He dived down, all but mauling at my breast, biting, sucking, licking, nipping, at the gland. He began to rub and pinch at my clit through my jeans and I whimpered, a throaty, squeaky sound coming from me. I threw my head back, and gripped Derek's hair roughly, eliciting a growl from him, which only served to make me grow wetter.
"Oh Derek!" I cried out, squeezing my eyes so tightly that tears started to build up. Was I seriously going to come without penetration?
"That's it, Sindy," Derek encouraged from my chest. "Come. Come right now." He worked me harder and faster, making me shudder and shake against him. The coil inside me started to get tighter and tighter, and with a final bite on my nipple from Derek, I came undone underneath him. I could feel myself completely soak through my jeans, smell the change of scent in the air, and cried out loudly, my voice echoing through the empty wilderness.
I could hear the fluttering of some birds that were startled awake, and they began to chirp loudly, flying away from the area. I came down from my high, and slumped on the grass-covered earth. I breathed heavily, my chest moving up and down. Derek kneeled over my satisfied body, smirking down at me.
"Wipe that smug smirk off your face," I panted out, throwing my arm over my eyes. "You owe me a new pair of jeans. I've heard of ruining panties, but I didn't think you'd ruin my pants."
Derek chuckled darkly and deeply, and I peeked out from under my arm. My God, he was beautiful. The moonlight shone against his bare, strong, smooth chest, with the trees acting as shadows to add a deep, dark, sexy mysterious look. Aaaaaaaannnnnnd I wanted him again.
He traced a finger against the seam of my jeans, and I shuddered under his light, but because of my hyper-sensitivity, I felt every tingling touch he left. "You're so beautiful…" he murmured softly, looking down at me with deep, verdant eyes. I returned the look with equal passion, still breathing heavily.
Without any warning, his eyes glowed red, and then I felt him tear through my jeans, and the cool night breeze hit my sensitive, lower lips. Did he just…? Oh my God. "You ripped my jeans!" I cried out.
"Easier access," Derek replied. He knelt up to his full height, and began to work on the button. My astonishment was now gone, and I watched his lithe fingers work the button and zipper easily, before tugging the dark jeans, along with his boxers, down. He stood at full attention, and I licked my lips in anticipation, seeing the mushroom tip dripping with white liquid, ready for me.
"Mhm…" I moaned out, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. "If you hurry it up, I'll forgive you for ripping my jeans."
Derek quirked an eyebrow at me, the corner of his lips twitching. He adjusted my legs so they were bent at the knees, with my feet firmly planted on the ground. He spread my legs, and I felt the cool, winter breeze hit my entrance. I shivered at the feeling, and Derek grinned.
He adjusted himself so he was sitting in between my legs, and he rubbed his tip against my slit, up and down, spreading my wetness. Well, it was already everywhere, but even more so. "You're always so wet," he groaned, he dipped his tip in and I let out another moan.
"Only for you," I replied.
"That's it," he nodded. "Only for me, because you're mine. My adorable, submissive, little squirrel..." He sensually rubbed me up and down, and just when I was going to tell him to hurry it up, he all but slammed right into me easily because of my lubrication. God, his nickname for me just made me tingle and shiver in ways.
Our moans mixed together in the air, and Derek set up a quick, hard, fast pace: in, out, in, out, in, out. The quiet night was disturbed by the sounds of our love-making, which consisted of a symphony of Derek and my groans, and the sound of our skin slapping together.
God he felt so good. He gripped my hips tightly, keeping me steady as he moved at a furious pace. I screamed beneath him, arching my back as I felt every ridge of him inside me as I tightened around him, getting closer and closer to my orgasm.
I gasped sharply, and Derek spread his hands on my flat stomach. I moaned and spread my legs wider, allowing me to accommodate him more. He continued to thrust in and out of me, the speed assisted by my natural lubrication. He shifted his angle, and I squealed when he hit a particular spot inside of me.
I moaned loudly, and his hands moved up to grasp my breasts as I arched my back. He swiveled his hips and I groaned, making incoherent noises beneath him. He continued to pound into me, and the pit feeling in my stomach continue to grow. One of his hands released my breast, and he trailed a claw hand down my body, past my jeans, and right where my clit was. He began to rub it in circles, alongside his thrusting.
"Agh, Derek!" I cried out. I reached up, grabbing the wrist that was squeezing my right breast. He palmed my breast, circled my clit, and thrust in and out of me, groaning my name softly under his breath. My toes curled in my shoes, and I cried out, throwing my chest forward as I came around him, squeezing him tightly.
His pace slowed, but didn't cease as I came down from my high, and I shook slightly at how sensitive I was. I took in heavy breaths and looked up at Derek, who had placed his hands back on my hips. He continued to move in and out of me, but at a more languid pace.
I got onto my elbows, before pulling myself up. He slipped out of me, and I grasped the side of his head, kissing him with all the passion I could muster. I pushed him gently, and he leaned back against the forest ground without any complaint. I turned around so my back was to his chest, and straddled his hips, before reaching down to grab at his base. I was surprised to feel how wet he was, and couldn't help but think that it was all from me. Jeez, I could probably fill an entire tub.
I knelt above him, and rubbed him against my entrance, causing the two of us to moan together. I then sunk down on him slowly, and once I was situated on top of him, I moved. As it was my first time above him, he guided me gently with his hands on my hips, and I placed my hands on his knees to keep myself steady.
I bounced on top of him, and was amazed at how deep he penetrated me. Ooh, we were definitely doing this again. "Ah!" I cried out, bucking against him. Derek gave a sharp thrust, and I moaned like a porn star, crying out, "Yes!"
Derek's hands snaked up my body, grabbing and pulling at my bouncing breasts before trailing down my sides. I sighed at his gentle caresses, and moved above him in even, rhythmic bounces.
I then leaned forward, placing my palms flat on the cool earth. I sighed and gasped out sounds of pleasure, as Derek continued to hit a particular spot inside of me.
Speaking of Derek, because I had moved, his hands had went back to my hips. Then, I felt his hands move, and he grabbed handfuls of my butt, before squeezing tightly. I arched my back, and my nails dug into the dirt, ripping up the grass that was below us.
Derek continued to move inside me rhythmically – pound, in, out, pound, in, out – right where I wanted him. My breathing became irregular and I reached up, squeezing one of my breasts as I continued to grind and bounce, all while he continued to massage and run his blunt nails against my jean-clad ass. Man, I wish he tore up my pants.
I felt his hands move closer to the center, and I gasped sharply at the feel of the pad of his finger running up and down my unmentionable hole, lubricated heavily by my juices. I tensed, but was soon eased by Derek's calming, "Relax."
The muscles around me softened, except my lower hole, which only tightened as he circled the hole that up until just now that I believed was just a firm exit. "That's it…" Derek muttered.
He reached down to where we were connected, and I cried out his name when he played with my outer folds briefly. He began to stroke my perineum, and I shuddered above him, gripping the dirt below me tightly.
As I was getting closer and closer to my orgasm, my bouncing became irregular, so Derek helped me out by giving quick, rough thrusts, which caused me to cry out, snapping my head back. He pounded into me from beneath me and I was amazed by just how much my body bent to his will, even when I was on top of him.
He groaned in his throat as I tightened around him, and he worked me harder and faster. I wasn't even make coherent noises at this point, as I would be abruptly cut off by his thrusts or the way his hand would press down my perineum.
Then, I felt a breeze against the sweaty skin of my ass, and knew he had ripped up my jeans. His left hand grabbed my butt cheek firmly and I arched my back into his touch with a low, drawn out whimper.
I felt the pad of his thumb rub my other hole, before wiggling in the tip. I moaned at the sensation, feeling incredibly filled, and Derek growled beneath me. His thrusts became harder and more erratic, and I wasn't even sure I was breathing at this point.
As he wiggled his thumb, squeezed my cheek, and thrust in and out of me, the sensation became far too much. I collapsed forward, and Derek easily pulled out. I whimpered at the loss, but soon found it short lived as he forced me on all fours, getting on his knees, and thrusting back inside me.
I whimpered and mewed beneath him, gripping the dirt as I could feel my nails elongating. He growled above me, working both my lower holes and his left hand went up to ghost where he had bitten me – where his mark was.
Then, he gave one particular rough thrust as he pressed down on my skin, and pushed his thumb all the way inside me, and I came undone. I cried out loudly, the sound echoing in the forest as I squeezed him tightly, coming undone beneath him.
He removed his finger from me, and steadied his hands on my hips. He worked himself into a frenzy above me, and I arched my back, coming down from my high as he met his. He let out a loud roar, and I winced slightly when his claws dug into my sides, releasing inside of me.
I collapsed onto the ground, exhausted, as he thrust languidly inside me, riding out his orgasm. Once he was finished, he collapsed on top of me, and I panted heavily.
"Jeez!" I exclaimed, letting out a breathless laugh. "Wild forest sex is hot. Can we do it again?" I turned my head, nuzzling into the crook of Derek's neck.
He chuckled, his chest rumbling against my back. Surprisingly, he actually gave me a small lick on the side of my head, before kissing it softly. "Anything for you."
Nothing screams werewolf than a nice, good, ol' romp in the forest, no? xD You guys sure it's not too much smut? It's a been concerning for me. I mean, I want this to still be a story. I don't mind the smut (at all!), but as a writer, I feel like since half the chapter is smut these days, I question if the readers actually enjoy it. :c Egh. The next chapter has no smut, I'll tell you that much. :|
I've also been doing a lot of research on wolf behavior, so FUN FACT: when Sindy nuzzles Derek, she's showing him affection as his mate and as his Beta, because Beta wolves nuzzle and lick their Alpha's face as a sign of respect. So while you think nuzzling is just an affectionate thing Sindy does (and it is), she's doing it half out of instincts, too. :)
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Q&A
CherryTree230 asks: Wouldn't it be interesting if Peter and Sindy actually got on together well? Peter is pretty sassy and Sindy seems like one who would find humor in it you know?
THANK THE LORD. FINALLY A QUESTION. I was scared this section was going to be empty. How embarrassing would that be? xD But anyways, I do enjoy Peter's presence around Derek in the show, and I do find him pretty hilarious, but he is such an ass sometimes, that it ticks me off! Plus, he totally killed Derek's sister and then ordered Lydia to kidnap Derek in order for him to revive himself and then tricked Derek multiple times... I don't think Sindy would appreciate all the suffering Peter put Derek through. After all, Derek still hates Peter. I mean, did you see that glint in his eyes when he held up that blowtorch in front of Peter in Season 4? XDDD But you never know. Sindy has a habit of laughing in the most inappropriate situations. *cough*Upabove*cough*
Kaylee100 asks: What's your favorite season and why?
Hands down, Season 3. Season 3b to be specific, but Season 3a was good, too. I just hated that bitch Jennifer so much. But anyway, I love Season 3, because as everyone knows it's the most intense, emotional, roller-coaster ride season that came from Teen Wolf. There was little to no humor (because Stiles was possessed by the Nogitsune), but that was fine. The amazing acting that Dylan O'Brien brought out was MORE than enough to make up for the lack of humor. I cried, I was tense, and I cringed during the entirety of Season 3b. There was just something with the way the characters showed how much they were in pain, made me actually feel like I was in the show (actually, to be more specific, Sindy), and it hurt. I feel pretty much everything Sindy feels, so to see Stiles go through all that, but still come out of it? It gives you hope. ... And Allison died, too, but all I really did was just go, "Meh." I'm sorry. I'm heartless. I did yell out, "AIDEN!" when he died though. I liked the twins. :c
DelReyNa asks: In earlier chapters Derek called Sindy his squirrel, will he ever call her that again, because I found it very endearing and original?
I THREW IT IN THIS CHAPTER JUST FOR YOU. I legitimately skimmed through the chapter, found a nice spot for it, and stuck it in there. :) I'm glad you enjoy the fact that Derek calls Sindy his "squirrel." There's actually a reason for that, to be honest. It's not something I made up for the hell of it. ;)
Guest asks: Are there gonna be any unexpected pups in the NEAR future for the love wolfs?
Derek and Sindy do have pups! Their names are Isaac, Erica, and Boyd! :D lol Seriously, though? I don't think so. Sindy's still very young in terms of being a werewolf and being a person. She's only 16. Maybe after this series ends, I could do future takes, if you guys want? But I don't see Sindy getting pregnant any time soon, especially around Season 3, when Stiles is possessed by the Nogitsune. Though a thought did go through my mind about having Sindy kidnapped by Kate, and when Scott and Stiles find her, she's pregnant with Derek's pup, but nah. Because then the orphans were introduced and I'm like, "She can't fight and be a badass werewolf if she's pregnant. SCRATCH THE IDEA." xD A lot of possibilities go through my head. I'm open minded to all kinds of suggestions.
RHatch89: Thank you, thank you. :)
rustedpetals: Thank you! And Sindy and Stiles can make it through! Believe in them! *hearts*
StardustForDreamers: Let me just say, I love how long your reviews are. :) Short reviews are great, too, but I just LOVE your rambles and the interaction! ^^ Um, anyway, I'm glad you like that Sindy is a little minx! I find her to be extremely fun to write, so I'm glad you find it fun to read in her point of view! YES. I LOVE FELICITY. She's legitimately the first female character I've actually full-heartedly like. Seriously. Usually I go, "Oh, character's cool. But meh." Felicity makes me go, "WHOOO GIIRRRRLLL. YOU'RE AMAZING!"
WickedlyMinx: Yes. I said spermies. I think I was high when I wrote that. xD (Don't do drugs!)
megladon1616: You literally made me laugh. xD I'm so sorry you're dying! I'm not trained in CPR! :C
BecauseYourWorthIt: Thank you! And I like that you told me you fangirled. xD Thank you~ :) And DON'T WORRY. You literally cannot embarrass yourself more than I can. I mean, I write and post pretty much porn on the internet for people to read... And people that know me in real life know it. (Talk about awkwarddddd. "Oh, hey, Tracy, how've you been?" "Great! I just wrote this intense scene between my two characters last night." "... You mean your smut, right?" "... I meant a fight, but that too!")
royalpurple153: Sinrek is endgame! :) It's a HEA! Even if Teen Wolf writers kill Derek! (Which they won't because if they do, I'll stop watching. Like, um. No. I would be more sad if Derek died than if Scott died. xD)
Lovely-Jaybird: Thank you! And man, the underwear stores must be loving my readers. xD
lose-your-mind: You're amazing too! :D
Hawsx3: Thank you! You don't know how much it means to me when you say I kept Derek in character. :) Of course, nowadays, he's sort of OOC, but I'm still trying to have him stay true to his roots, but it's hard, because Sindy just brings out a different side of him, y'know? So I want to show that change, but not too much that the readers go, "Wtf is wrong with this chick? This is so wrong."
LucyGreenhill: Thank you~ :)
Black Wolf Lady: I think you need to breathe. Breathe with me: In. Out. In. Out. There. Calmer now? It's okay, I'm single and lonely, too. :c I'm really emotional, too. I finished writing chapter 30 last night, and I went from crazy horny, to "OH MY GOD THIS IS SO SWEET I CANNOT HANDLE." I legitimately teared up at the end of Chapter 30. *sigh*
NicoleR85: I told you guys there's nothing to worry about with Erica! :)
Princess Aziza: I know. :c It'll be all better for her pretty little head once the two start learning to work together. :P
Ash B Bramble: I'll admit, that car sex was freakin' hot. Blowjob, mutual masturbation, and some good ol' romp in the back? *fans self* I hope you enjoyed the romp in the woods they had as much as I did. ;) Thank you~
mgaleaz8: Idk if it's your autocorrect or not, but it's "Sindy." xD It's like Cindy, but with an S. Thank you, and it wasn't rude at all! I felt bad for rejecting it, but... yeah. :/ I can't make promises I can't keep.
CherryTree230: Nice! :) Thanks for reviewing! :)
MsRose91: Well, they're in it for life. :) Thank you~
DelReyNa: Thank you~ I love it when people tell me my accuracy is right! (It rarely ever is in terms of real life. =-= Except my gaydar. I seem to have a fairly, nice-working gaydar.) I thought of that much, too. I don't think Papa Stilinski would appreciate his 16/17-year-old daughter pregnant. xD Even if she is of sexual maturity in terms of werewolf years. It's a bit of an issue for him, too, since the age of consent in California is 18, too, so Derek couldbe charged for statutory rape. Like, well shit. Granted, it won't come to that. But I'm JUST sayin'!
Kaylee100: Nice to know! :) And I love how you're asking me a rather "personal" question. It's nice to know readers care what I think, too. xD
BellaDamonLover: Hahah~ It seems not many of you enjoy Draeden. xD And of course I'm right. ;)
Steph: You have the same name as my best friend from high school, but then I realized like, "WAIT. She wouldn't read this stuff." xD Thank you~ And I've no idea. I think if the Teen Wolf writers did something like this from the beginning, though, I'd be a hardcore shipper of whoever Derek is with in series (IF they had someone like Sindy from the very beginning!). Then I would proceed to tell Tyler Hoechlin to break up with Brittany Snow and date his co-star so they can have pretty babies with her. xD But alas, it's not true, so I'm stuck in this fantasy world and Tyler's still with Brittany (or did they break up? idk. I don't think so).
Ayase Yuuki: Thank you~ And I'm glad you're finding this still having some plot. xD It was my main concern. xD I didn't think I'd fall in love with this story this much, either. I started this with the idea that Verena was stillmy #1 priority, but now... Sindy is. :/
