Three days later

Stiles

Stilinski House

9:02 PM

Liam had to be a saint and tell Scott that I snuck off to work between Ethan and his turns to watch over me. Scott went to the Police Academy to become a deputy for Beacon Hills. The only person that knows about the supernatural world on the force now that my Father has retired is Jordan Parrish. Since my father moved to Florida, I have the house to myself... well, not right now. I can't go to the bathroom without one of these damn wolves being at my heel.

Since Scott had deemed me at high risk of escaping, he dropped out of the Academy to take a closer hold of me. When I got mad at him, he told me he was still planning on going. He said he was going with his backup plan and substituting at the High School until he could apply again. He would have to wait a couple of months. I was so pissed off at him for dropping out. Ever since my Father caught the man who had stolen his PlayStation in elementary school, he had always wanted to be on the force.

"Stiles... we have to talk about this," Scott told me as I crossed my arms, telling him I was done with the subject.

"I wonder if Valentino's is still open..." I asked... I wanted a deep-dish pizza drowned with bacon and pepperoni.

"Stiles," Scott said, touching me gently on my forearms.

"Scott," I snapped... his sympathetic look just made me want to punch him in the face.

"This is the only way for us to ensure you are safe, and they won't take you away and..." He couldn't say it. We all knew if the FBI took me away, they would undoubtedly use me as a test subject and try finding out how I survived the Kanima Bite and if being an Omega is Genetic or just being around Werewolves for as long as possible I have.

"I told you no, and that is my final answer..."

"Stiles... you will be controlled by the master, and-"

"I don't care, Okay!? I don't want the pack to claim me as their mate just because they feel sorry for me; it will make them lose the chance to find their true soulmates... especially you, Scott... you deserve so much more than me." I shouted at him. Scott gripped me by the sides of my face and pulled me into looking at him. It surprised me because he treated me like I had been a snowflake since the attack.

"Never say that again. You are the one that deserves more than us..." Scott growled, and his eyes glowed red. He saw the shocked look on my face and closed his eyes, taking control of himself. "S-Sorry,"

"I am a guy... not glass. I don't need to be treated like I am going to break," I told him, and I could see him scolding himself, making it harder for him to control his would. I cupped the sides of his face and rested my forehead against his, "This scenario... I don't think anyone likes it, but I don't want to take away anyone's chance to find their true loves... don't you see how happy Boyd and Erica are?"

"Stiles, you just aren't getting it..." Scott said with a little lisp due to his fangs growing out. He opened his eyes, and I had to shut mine for his bright glow. "You are an Omega... it takes all that is in us not to mount you when we catch your scent,"

"Well... that is just lust," I said. A little taken aback and confused. He shook his head.

"Omega is their pack's mate... you didn't start forming your Omega Scent until you turned 18. It's been driving all of us crazy for the past couple of years," he said, still out of breath, his hand pawing at mine to hold mine. "You are my best friend... I cannot live without you,"

"S-Sure you can," I said, speechless.

"Stiles, you are my anchor..."

"It looks like you need a new one," I tried to lighten up the intense mood that was now flooding the room. He rested his other hand on the nape of my neck and thumbed gently on my neck. "Fine... if you insist, then you can mark me..." I bit my lip. I tried to sound like I didn't want this... but I had been in love with him since we met.

"I am not the only one that feels like this, Stiles... you don't realize how special you are..." he bit his lip, pulling me back so I could look him in the eyes without blinding me. I looked down to see that his eyes were hueing my body red... I had never seen the brightness so intense in any supernatural's eyes. "Look at me, Buddy..." he tapped my chin lightly for me to look him back in the eyes. "Why is it so hard for you to believe that we want to go through with the ritual this weekend... on our own accord? Are you just trying to tell me that you are uncomfortable with it? I know you must be nervous after what happened with-"He closed his eyes again. He was referencing the attack. He couldn't say 'the Kanima's Master' without wolfing out. "If you are nervous about having sex again... I will be super gentle with you. The ritual calls to you being Marked right at midnight, then the rest of the pack can follow your lead for the next month... Okay?"

"I-I know you will be gentle... it's just, I was a virgin before the attack, and-"I fell silent

"You don't want your next experience to be a ritual?" he asked, and I nodded. It's true... you grow up thinking that your first time is going to be so special... and then when you have that taken away, you want your first consensual time to be your choice.

"I'm so sorry things are going this way... but I can't lose you," he said. By the look in his eyes, he wasn't backing down.

"I-I trust you guys... if we do this, do you know the percentage of it being successful in breaking the Kanima's Bite?"

"I have a good feeling..." he told me. Usually, when Scott has a gut feeling, I will follow him.

"Can... Can you be my first?" I asked him nervously

"Are you sure?" He didn't flinch. I nodded. "I need you to answer me out loud," he told me.

"Yes, I am sure... I want this," I told him. He was focusing on my heart. I reached for his belt and unbuckled it before placing his larger hands over mine. I took a minute to process it, but then he closed his eyes and brought his face closer to mine, I did the same, and we began to kiss. I have kissed many times before, but I never felt this buzz that Scott is giving me... I feel drunk. I could fall asleep in his arms... I felt safe.

"I don't want you to do anything... I want to worship you... okay?" he asked me, and I kissed him as my response. He gently pushed me to lay down on the couch and climbed on top of me. I broke the kiss, and he looked mortified as he took it too fast and far.

"N-Not here..."

"Your bedroom?" he asked, and I shook my head.

"I have a place in mind..."

There was a meadow deep in the Beacon Hills Preserve. The grass was overgrown. A creek with a waterfall and a couple of willow trees made a soothing sound as the leaves rustled in the wind. Scott had bought an old Chevy pickup to help Derek with his freelance Builders business. Scott had a cab over the bed of his truck he took off before we left my house, and he has a mattress in the back he put in when he found out Derek doesn't like help building houses. Sometimes he will force his help upon Derek and sleep in the truck's bed when they work out of town, but other times he uses it just what you think it is meant for.

Scott had been on top of me, kissing me for a long time before he started to take my clothes off. He kissed my forehead when I tried to stop him from taking off my shirt. "It's okay..." he told me, then kissed me. When I felt a little more comfortable after he took off his shirt, I took mine off. Scott's reaction was to run his fingers gently over the bite... the bruising had healed up to just my shoulder. "The bite will be healed after this weekend... but you will have a scar from it," he kissed it gently, "You will have scars from us marking you to..." he bit his lip and furrowed his brows, thumbing my bruise.

"Can you guys bite me over the Kanima's bite... that we it will be hidden?" I asked. The Kanima's bit is a bit more circular and rounder than the canines of a werewolf. "H-How will be marking me even go?" I revealed my lack of knowledge of the subject... I only know Marking is a very intimate ritual for wolves.

"Well... we will have to bite while we are inside of you," Scott blushed, "do you know what Knotting is?" he asked.

"Sort of.

"Well..." He kissed the nape of my neck. "We can bite you over your existing bite... but I will bite you right here," he licked the spot he had just kissed. "This spot is very special in Marking... you can have the same result if you are bitten anywhere in the body, but this spot is very personal. When I bite you here, it will build a bigger bond than we have ever had... I can keep track of your location, your vitals... most importantly, we can talk to each other telepathically, not all the time but if either of us is in real danger," he explained. "Are you comfortable with that?"

"Will it hurt?" I asked nervously... I was a little scared about having that close of a bond with Scott, but at least I could keep him safe while he kept me safe.

"Yes..." he told me like he was sorry he couldn't find a way for it not to hurt me. "I will bite you here while we are having sex... right before I finish inside of you, my shaft will swell up inside of you... it will be really painful, but I will try to take all of your pain away. While I am knotting you, I will have to bite you a second time and a little harder... I won't go deep enough to turn you though... just deep enough to mark you,"

"Who made this a thing... it's unfair that I have to be the one in pain," I muttered, and he chuckled.

"That isn't entirely true... you will bite me in the same spot on the opposite side of my neck the entire time... it will taste gross, but part of the process are you having to ingest my blood," He explained. "Werewolves heal every scar except for Marking Scars... your bite mark will heal on us when ours heals on you," he told me. "Weird, huh?"

"A little..." I told him as he started to give me a hickey right where he told me where he would bite me, so I started giving him a hickey in the same spot but on the opposite side of his neck. I began complaining, but he trailed his tiny kisses down my neck and then focused on my left nipple. He pulled away, and I could feel the hickey when the cold wind hit it. I pulled away and watched my hard work heal within 2 seconds.

"Fuck..." I said as my eyes crossed. I bit my lip as he started to suck on it. I felt a weird sensation as he sucked harder. I could feel him move on to my other one before I felt a release in pressure which surprised him.

"Holy Shit... I didn't know this was true," his eyes widened, and I looked down. I saw a little white liquid dotting out of the swollen hot pink of my nipple he was sucking on. He pinched my nipple, and the liquid shot onto his face, "So fucking hot..." He muttered, and then he went back to sucking on my nipple. I made a strained moan and bucked under his weight as he sucked from me. I was fucking lactating... like a cow. Scott's sucks became less focused and more desperate, especially when he focused on the other. While he was sucking on that one, lactate pooled on my left nipple and dripped down my side.

"S-Scott, why am I doing that?" I whimpered in pleasure/confusion as he greedily sucked on my right nipple.

"Omega's lactate... they do it mostly when they are pregnant, but some lactate for their partners to get drunk on," he told me between sucking. When he looked up at me, he looked a little buzzed. He hasn't been able to get drunk due to his wolf healing while drinking. He slapped his tongue around my areola before returning to the left one, which was getting slightly sore.

After a couple of minutes of him sucking on my nipples, he kissed down to my belly button and unbuttoned my shorts.

"Scott... I need you inside of me," I whispered and quivered as my nipples throbbed for more attention. I could feel my asshole puckering for attention.

"I know, buddy... see what you're doing to me?" Scott asked me as he ripped my pants off since he found it difficult to unbuckle my belt. He straddled me as he stood to his knees. He ripped off his pants and underwear at once... his fat alpha cock flopped down. It was the biggest thing I had ever seen. It looked angry, sort of. He was throbbing, and his foreskin was slightly over the tapering head of his cock. I wrapped my hand around it and almost had to let go; it was so hot it felt like it would burn me.

"I don't need you to prep me, Buddy... I need you to know me," I moaned. I don't know why I needed him in me so back. I just felt the words coming out of my mouth.

"You need to be bred... that's why you are saying that," he explained, catching my confusion. "I am going to prep you first... I don't want to hurt you... hand me the lube. It is right behind you,"

My head was buzzing. I was so high off on Scott's touch. He had a tackle box. My hands weren't allowing me to grab onto anything; I was so much lust. Scott reached over me and grabbed it for me.

"Scotty, no... I should have cleaned up," I said as he kissed my pucker through the underwear. He pulled down my underwear and started to rim me. My eyes rolled back, and I clutched the mattress under me. "S-Scotty, I am dirty, we can go to Walgreens, and I can buy a douche."

"You're the cleanest person I know..." he told me, kissing my hole before sucking on it, having me jump out of surprise pleasure. "I have eaten out worse... are you okay?" He asked me, and I nodded. "Y-Yeah... I think so," I said after he cleared his throat, telling me to answer him out loud. He started to lick and pry me open with his index finger. "Am I hurting you?" he asked when I made him a little uncomfortable.

"Stop asking if I am okay... I am a dude... I don't like being asked if I am okay every two seconds," I snapped... in fact, it was a little discomforting having my best friend's large thick finger knuckle deep in me... I just had enough of his gentleness.

"Alright," he nodded, knowing it would set me off if he told me sorry. He spits on my asshole before pushing my knees up to my chest, displaying my ass better for him to play with. He stuck another finger and scissored me open to pour some of the lube inside me. He bit off the top of the lube, not bothering to twist it.

"Fuck..." I inhaled as he began to fuck his two fingers in me. He positioned me on my side and leaned over me to suck on my left nipple. I tried to control my moaning, but they came out when Scott started rolling and wriggling his fingers inside me.

"This is fucking hot, Buddy," he kissed my chest, trailing up to my jaw, "I am adding a finger," he told me, and I nodded. I bit my lip from squeaking... I didn't know why but he was inches away from my face. I turned so he could kiss me, but he was staring at me as he fingered me.

"W-What are you doing?" I managed to get out between grunts and moans too high-pitched than I would like to admit.

"You're so fucking hot with my fingers in you, Buddy... so beautiful," he told me. I blushed and looked away.

He was the one to hear it; first, a stick broke under someone's food watching from the woods. I clung onto Scott's bicep, scared as he wrapped his arms around me. He wolfed out faster than I could blink.

"It is me. It's just me..." Liam came out of the woods with his hands in the air, "I'm sorry, I just heard Stiles moaning, and I thought he was hurt... I'm sorry,"

"Oh, Liam..." Scott started to shift back to his human form.

"Stop... don't shift back," I said before thinking about it.

"Okay, just be careful of my fangs..." he told me before he continued fingering me. He went hard like Liam wasn't even there. He looked back at Liam. "Stiles was nervous about the ritual. He wanted me to. "I cut him off and made him stop by elbowing him. He looked at me, confused. "Oh... he just wanted me to help him with his nerves..." Scott was a horrible liar.

"D-Do you want some privacy?" Liam asked, and his eyes glowed red. He looked like a statue; he was so still. I don't think Scott pumping his fingers in and out of me like it was just the two of us still helped him.

"H-He can watch..." I bit my lip when Scott looked at me. Seeing what I wanted, he hopped on the top of the truck and perched over us. He had shifted to his wolf and looked at me... with lust. It looked like his mouth was hanging open, and he was drooling.

"Does he know?" Liam asked

"Know what?"

"Sex is even more pleasurable for us when we are wolfed out... but it's a little kinky for humans, so we just try not to shift," Scott explained.

"I think it is hot..." I said and then flinched as I felt Scott add another finger.

"Can Liam taste you?" Scott asked me, and I nodded, "Yes. Or no?" he asked firmly... it turned me on so much.

"Yes..."

"Be careful with your fangs, Liam..." Scott told him as he rolled me back from my side to my back. He let me position my legs.

I expected Liam to suck on my chest since Scott had been so obsessed with my lactate, but he took his fingers out of me, and Liam started to eat me out while he put his fingers inside me.

"Shit..." I bit my lip while Liam dove into me. I felt him burrow his nose deep into my taint as he tongue fucked my pink button. I flutter my eyes open, finding Scott's red eyes blinded me. It lit up a couple of feet ahead of him. His posture was a bit more dominant now. He was rubbing his cock while he watched his beta eat me out.

"Fuck... he tastes so good..." Liam bit his lip and snagged my skin hard enough to draw blood. Liam cowered down as Scott growled at him for not being careful.

"Scotty... it is fine," I told him out of breath, "Okay?" I told him. He calmed down but was still eyeing Liam.

"Shift," Scott growled, making Liam shift back to his human form, "Be more careful, or I will punish you by sending you home until this weekend,"

"Yes, sir..." Liam said, bowing, "I'm sorry, Stiles..." Liam said, kissing the snag and then licking it shut from bleeding anymore. I reached down and combed my fingers through his hair as he started eating me again.

I watched Scott slowly calm down enough to continue masturbating. It felt like Liam's life purpose was to eat me out... it felt more skilled than when Scott was doing it. I spoke in gibberish for a second as Liam found my prostate. I bucked and thrashed around before Scott bent down to kiss me, pressing me against the mattress. I squealed and cried in pleasure as Liam pressed and prodded me.

"F-Fuck... no, I don't want to cum yet," I whimpered as my cock began to throb and flood with even more pre-cum. "I-I need you inside of me," I bit my lip and squeaked as Liam took my entire length inside his mouth. Scott suctioned his mouth onto my left nipple. "Scotty, fuck me..." I begged, feeling close to the edge. Liam squeezed and released my sack as he teased my prostate and sucked my cock down to the hilt. I whined as I began to finish inside the back of Liam's throat. I pulled my head back and felt my entire body squirm and spasm under the weight of Scott. "Why didn't you fuck me... I can take it,"

"You might not want me to be gentle with you... but if you took half of my or any of the pack's cocks right now, then you would split your asshole... you will be fine for a couple of hours, then we will introduce dildos," Scott spoke to me in a growl, but it wasn't dominating or angry like he had talked to Liam earlier. "You might not want me to be gentle with you... but if you took half of my or any of the pack's cocks right now, then you would split your asshole... you will be fine for a couple of hours, then we will introduce dildos," Scott spoke to me in a growl, but it wasn't dominating or angry like he had talked to Liam earlier. "Now... go to sleep, we can start in a couple of hours... we will need to stretch you out before this weekend... I knew you would be tight, but not this tight..." Scott told me as he laid behind me and wrapped me up in his arms.