Chapter 13
I stood quietly at the entrance of Derek's new hide out. Having used my magic to cast a locator spell, I ended up here, in the middle of nowhere. I had to give it to him, he chose his hide outs well.
Casting a minor spell to make my footsteps soundless to others, I entered the strain station and allowed my heightened senses to guide me towards my werewolf mate.
After taking a couple of turns, I ended up at the entrance of a large clearing. Grunts and growls could be heard coming from that room. I decided to keep my presence a secret for a little longer.
With my arms crossed in front of my growing chest, yes my boobs were getting bigger by the day, I watched Derek train his betas. Isaac tried to get a couple of hits in on Derek, but he skillfully dodged all of his attempts, almost as if he had seen them coming a mile away. As Isaac once again was thrown to the ground, he finally gave up. I felt bad for him.
"Does anyone wanna try not being completely predictable?" Derek asked, looking utterly bored.
Next up was Erica, the blonde bitch from school. I still don't understand why Derek chose her to be his beta. Isaac I could understand, but Erica was a complete bitch. She on the other hand was a complete waist of time. Ever since her change, she began to dress and act like a slut.
Holding my uprising anger in, I watched as they began to train. Eventually, the bubble head, got the brilliant idea to pounce on my man. She wrapped her filthy legs around Derek's waist and her arms around his neck. My blood boiled in my veins as she had the courage to actually kiss Derek. And he kissed her right back! Their make out session lasted about a minute before he pushed her off of him and to the ground.
"That's the last time you do that." He stated matter of factly, wiping his mouth with his hand.
"Why? because I'm a beta?" Erica questioned, looking almost hurt.
"No, because I have someone else in mind for you." Derek told her with a small smirk pulling at the corners of his lips.
"And because he already has someone to warm his bed at night." I stated matter of factly, my voice sounding loud and clear with a underlining coldness to it. I stepped out of my hiding place, making my presence known to everyone in the room.
I wore my favorite biker jacket with a top underneath it that was cut low, allowing my perfect sized breast to peek out just slightly. I also had my favorite pair of ripped off, grey skinny jeans on matched by my black ankle boots. To say that I looked ready to bitch slap and kill a motherfucking bitch would be a understatement.
Four pair of eyes turned to me and watched me as I strolled into the room, my hair cascading down my back. Erica had a scowl on her face, a low growl falling past her lips as I stopped in front of her. Derek couldn't take his eyes off of me.
"If I ever do need help keeping his bed warm. I'll holler at you, capische?" I told her with a evil glint in my eyes, in that precise moment my eyes flashed black with a circle of silver around them, just like the night I called on my ancestral magic.
Isaac who just got up from his spot on the floor, chuckled as Erica stammered to say something.
I rolled my eyes and turned my back to the blonde, my eyes landing on my alpha. Ever since I got pregnant, I have been feeling very possessive of Derek. Claiming what's mine, whenever I got the chance to.
"Training is over." Derek announced, not ever breaking eye contact with me.
The three betas left the room, leaving us finally alone.
"You're very sexy when you're jealous and angry." He uttered, his eyes darkening with desire as he approached me.
I rolled my eyes at him, my hand moving as I slapped him across his face. "Asshole."
He held his face, his fingers tracing the cheek I had slapped. His eyes flashed red, his anger bubbling inside of him. He stood dangerously close to me as I spoke again, "That's for kissing the skank."
He savagely growled, his lips were within seconds on mine, hard and dominating. I gasped against his lips, never having been kissed with such aggression. Because of my small stature people liked to treat me as though I would shatter if they handled me too roughly. Derek, however, had a fistful of my hair to keep me right where he wanted, while the other arm was wound tightly around my waist. Even if I wanted, there was no escape for me.
It took a few moments for me to get accustomed to the ferocity Derek used, but when I did, my hands tangled in his raven-colored hair, my lips moved with his in a furry. The fist in my hair began to pull me back. I whined when our lips were separated, the loss of contact was almost painful. I wanted him, needed his hand on my body.
Staring into Derek's darkened, lust filled eyes, I panted, my chest heaving.
He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist while he moved us towards a old couch in the corner of the room. He sat down on it, keeping me on his lap. Derek seemed content to let me suffer, his lips quirking upward to resemble a smile before he leaning in again and pressed his hot lips against my neck, just above my collarbone.
I couldn't help the need filled groan that clawed its way out of my throat. I felt Derek smirk against my neck, his stubble tickling me, sending the most delightful shiver through my petite body.
His teeth were now bare, biting the soft, sensitive flesh behind my ear. I let out a sharp gasp as the shock of the bite sent jolts of electricity straight to my core, making my hips grind down against his own, needing friction and finding none.
I hissed then, needing more, more of his touch. I needed Derek to touch me.
Forcing myself to release the hold I had on Derek, I fought to take my jacket off, but Derek caught each of my wrists in both his hands. In a swift movement he had me pinned to the couch, positioning himself between my legs.
"Allow me." Derek growled at her, his voice thick with want. I lay as still as possible under his body, only our pants separating us from fucking wildly like rabbits.
Letting my hands go, Derek, helps me sit up just enough so he could slide my jacket down my shoulders. He does this so, so slow, taking his precious time. His calloused fingers brushed against my overheating flesh, igniting more flames along the way. The cool night air doing nothing to quell the fire threatening to consume me.
His fingers trace over the skin on my arms, I could feel the hear of his hands through the thin material of my top.
With the jacket gone, Derek slides his hands under my shirt and moves his hands upward, grazing the sides of my breast, and finally he tossed my top to the side. Reaching for him, I am pleased when Derek rest his body against mine, leaning down on his forearms to keep his weight off of me.
Wrapping a hand around the back of his head, I capture Derek's lips with my own, but this time there is no dominating force. Just slow, long, languid kisses. Derek took charge and pinned my hands above my head with just one of his large ones.
I whimper into the kiss. Derek bites and tugs on my bottom lip, before dipping his tongue into my mouth. Moving my tongue against his, inhaling his scent deeply as I shifts my hands. Derek gives them a squeeze in warning. Humming against Derek's mouth, a plan formed in my head. I swung my legs around his waist pressing my hot, wet core against him, hoping he would get the message. With his heightened senses he could even smell my arousal. With a groan, Derek relates my lips and left me breathless. He turns his attention to my neck, running his skilled tongue on my jugular until his tongue reaches my ear and growls, "Want this?"
I moaned loudly, Derek pressing against me. "Fuck yes." I hissed back, raising my hips to meet his.
Chuckling darkly, Derek rolls his hips against me, finally letting go of my hands. He grips my waist and holds me flush against him, while I pulled his shirt off and flings it somewhere behind me. My nipples were like pebbles as they rub against Derek's muscular chest. He makes a low sounds deep in his chest and rest most of his weight on me while he slid a hand between us and into my pants.
I moaned soft, my eyes rolling back in my skull, my back arching to a painful angle. Derek rubs his finger gently over my lower lips, coating it with my juices. When he's certain that I'm ready he slides his index finger deep inside of me, giving me what I want, but at the same time making me desire more.
Lowering his head, Derek takes a nipple in his mouth and moves his tongue in smooth circular motions, his finger moving leisurely in and out of my slit. He enticed me to moan when he pressed his finger against my inner walls, while they clench around the intruding finger.
There were only three words that my mind could focus on. "Derek, need, more." I pleaded, hopeful that he knew what I was trying to tell him. Derek moved away from my nipple, run his tongue up my breastbone, and turned his attention to the other. "Derek." I whined, bucking my hips against his hand.
Derek used his teeth to give my nipple a light tug, making me hiss in a sharply breath. He smirks down at me, my mouth dropping open as his middle finger joins his index and he presses against the roof of my cunt. "Is that what you need?" Derek breaths against my ear, nipping the lobe. I nod, unable to find my voice. My arms wrap around Derek's shoulders tightly, my nails biting into the flesh.
I start to pant when Derek starts to fuck me with his fingers, no longer gentle as he had been before. The control and dominance are back. I have to admit, I loved every second of it.
I could feel it, I was getting close to my orgasm. But at the same time, I was having difficulties getting where I needed to be. Unhooking one of my arms from Derek's broad shoulder, I meant to slip my hand between me and Derek, but he thwarted my attempt. He pulled his fingers from my cunt, taking my hand and pinning it near the side of my head. "So impatient." Derek scored, his lips pulling up to form a grin.
"I need you, Derek." I pleaded wiggling my hips against his.
"Such a hot mess." He teased. Once more dipping his fingers deep into my heat, this time using his thumb ti press against my clit, rubbing it back and forth quickly while his skilled fingers fucked me roughly. I had no time to process any of it before I was in the clutches of my orgasm, my nails raking across Derek's back. My back arched, toes curling in the air, loud moans slipping past my lips. Sitting back on his heels, only to let me catch my breath, Derek makes quick work of my pants and underwear. He tossed them in the direction of his shirt had gone.
Lowering his head, Derek proceeded to kiss my stomach, causing me to jump and squirm to the sensation pouring over my overly sensitive flesh. Kissing downward, Derek nibbles my hipbone, taking each thigh in one of his hands and spread my legs apart. He gave me a single long, unhurried lick along my dripping pussy, making my legs spasm in his hands.
Comfortably holding me down, Derek crawls up my body and kissed me forcefully. I can taste myself on his lips and tongue. I could smell my own scent where my juices were still on his chin. My hand raked through his hair. I could hear the clicks of metal as Derek losses his belt with one hand and unzips his pants. I could feel the material of his pants against my naked legs, as he only pushed down enough to release his hardened member.
Moaning into his mouth, I angled my hips so that they were ready to meet with his own. Derek grips one of my legs and pulled me farther under him, before hitching my legs around his waist. Sliding his cock along my entrance, Derek made sure I was properly lubricated before he allowed himself to push into me.
"Fuck." I shouted, the haze of my orgasm fading as I writhed under Derek. My hands gripped his forearms. She had forgotten how big Derek was, taking him was slightly uncomfortable, but manageable.
He observes my face and gauges my reaction, setting a slow pace that at first made me wince but soon has me moaning. The discomfort was fading and has me moaning and lifting my hips to meet his thrust for thrust. Derek took this as a sign that he could go deeper and faster. With my body stretching around him and adjusting for his girth, I had no more issue allowing him to press into me.
Grinding down against me, Derek used his pelvis to stroke my clit, making me arch against him to get more of the delightful friction.
It wasn't much longer before Derek could no longer hold himself back, while it had been easy for him to keep up the firm, although slow pace, he wanted to know how much I could take. Gripping my hips in his large hands with bruising force, and angling my hips for maximum access, Derek began to snap forward, with wanton abandon.
At first, I can't help but to cry out in ecstasy, making Derek pause. "Did I tell you to stop?" I rasped, my voice thick with need. With a devilishly satisfied smirk, Derek slammed his cock into me, making my nails sink into his back. I sucked in a sharp breath that was expelled into a gasp as he delivered powerful thrust, almost at inhuman speed.
I began to feel the muscles in my belly start to tighten again. I wanted to signal Derek somehow but my brain was mush. I couldn't form a coherent thought, let alone get real words out. Maybe he felt my inner walls start to spasm, or he learned what expressions I made when I was near. Whatever the reason, Derek forced a hand between our bodies and began to roughly manipulate my clit, showing me Ito the awaiting arms of my second orgasm.
Continuing to pound down into me, Derek began to lose whatever remnant of self control he had. The need of his body taking over, his thrust began to lose rhythm. If it hadn't been for the fact that they were fucking in a train station in the middle of nowhere, Derek was certain that people would have heard their grunts, moons and the sounds of flesh slapping against each other.
Before the thought of getting me pregnant ever crossed his mind, he unleashed his load deep within me, with a long drawn out growl full of pleasure.
Not that it would make any difference… Seeing as I already was pregnant.
With a few more slow thrust, Derek let out a deep sigh and drew out his member.
I had dropped my arms and was breathing heavily, a content smile curling my full, pink lips upward. Derek unhook my legs from his waist and rolled onto his side next to me on the couch. Her brown eyes were closed, but she could feel him watching me. After those earth skins orgasms, it took me a monumental amount of effort to crack my lids open to peer at him through my long eyelashes.
He had a self-satisfies smile displayed on his lips, which caused my own smile to grow.
"Are you alright?" He questioned, just now realizing that he might have been too rough on me, seeing as I was with child.
"Never been better," I admitted, reaching up to kiss his lips.
