Chapter 4
Abomination/Over Again
She arched back against her bed, her hands running up the flexing columns of muscle that ran the length Isaac's back. He groaned against her lips and moved so that his forearms rested on the bed on either side of her head, his fingers tangled in her hair. Grayson moaned and pulled her legs out from his so she could wrap them around his waist.
Isaac smiled into the kiss and moved his right hand back to curve around her knee, pulling it tighter around him. Grayson pulled away and tangled her fingers in his curls as he moved his lips down her neck. She closed her eyes and sighed, relaxing against the bed. Her hands moved down to rest against his shoulder blades and she pulled at the fabric.
Taking a hint, Isaac sat up and pulled the garment over his head, dropping over the side of the bed. Grayson stared at his naked torso, her heart rate rising. She could feel her face flush as she reached forward and, starting at his naked hips, ran her hands up his sides and over his ribs, stopping at his chest before running her palms lightly down his front, tracing the ridges of his stomach.
He shivered and dropped back down on top of her, his lips latching onto the spot behind her left ear. Grayson moaned and slipped her hands into the back pockets of his jeans, arching against him. Isaac moaned and moved his hands towards her front, slipping them underneath her tank-top. He pulled away and lifted it over her head.
She blushed and bit her bottom lip. Isaac shook his head and grabbed her hand, pulling her up to his level so that she was straddling his hips and sitting on his thighs. He tangled his hand in the blonde strands at the nape of her neck and wrapped his other arm around her waist, holding her securely to him. He rubbed his nose against hers before kissing its tip.
She giggled and ran her hands through his curls before resting them against his chest. She could feel his heart beating just as fast as hers. "Don't hide from me. You're beautiful." She blushed and looked at her hands rested against his chest. "It's true." She looked up and met his eyes.
He smiled down at her before lowering his lips to hers again. This kiss wasn't rushed like their previous kisses. This one was gentle and slow. He was being careful. She wrapped her right around the back of his neck and cupped his face in the other before pulling away. "Thank you." He shook his head and kissed her again, lowering them back to the bed.
Grayson hummed and pulled away, just looking at him. He brushed her hair away from her face and brushed his thumb over her cheek. "Where's Kara?" Grayson looked at her locked bedroom door before shrugging the best she could. "Sleeping probably. I didn't exactly look for her when we came in."
Isaac laughed and nodded. "What are you going to say?" Grayson captured one of his hands in hers and traced the lines on his palm. Isaac watched her, waiting for her answer. "I'll probably apologize to be honest." She shrugged and Isaac took a deep breath.
"Are you sure?" She met his eyes and shrugged again. "I mean, I don't know. What can I say? I'm sorry but everything I said is true? She's really trying and I can't be mad at her for that but…" She trailed off. Isaac moved closer to her, pulled her left leg over his hip and stroking her knee. "But she ruined your life." Grayson looked at their hands and shook her head. "In a sense, yeah, I really feel like she did. By leaving like that and never checking up. I didn't have a childhood because I as too busy taking care of my father. He was supposed to take care of me, not the other way around."
Isaac nodded and brushed her hair back. He leaned in and gently pressed his lips to hers. They laid like that for a few minutes, just enjoying the feel of the others lips when she felt something vibrate twice against the inside of her thigh. She pulled away and narrowed her eyes. "What is that?" Isaac blushed and dug his phone out of his pocket.
She gasped and snatched it from his hands. "You have a cell phone and didn't tell me?" He blushed deeper and took it back. "I just got it the other day. Derek gave it to me in case of emergencies." He slid his thumb across the face of the phone and tapped a few times before a crease appeared between his brows.
She smoothed her thumb over it and he smiled. "I have to go. Derek wants to start training." Before he got up off the bed, Grayson snatched the phone back and rolled to her stomach. She tapped a few times on the phone before smiling triumphantly and handing it back to him. He looked down at it before looking up at her, confused.
She rolled to her back and smiled. "I put my number in and then texted myself so I have your number and you have mine." She stretched slowly and smirked when his eyes followed the line of her torso as it moved. "Call me whenever you want." She said it slowly with a seductive lilt to her voice. Isaac shivered and quickly bent down to pick up his discarded shirt. He clutched it in his hand before leaning down once to peck her chastely on the lips.
She wouldn't let him and instead grabbed his jaw and deepened the kiss, sitting up on her knees to keep him close. He hummed and chuckled against her lips before pulling back. "I have to go." She shook her head and kissed him again. Isaac wrapped his free hand around her wrist and gently pushed back. "I'm leaving now. I'll see you tomorrow? Call me."
He made his way to the window, pulling his shirt on in the process and turned when she called his name. He took a deep trembling breath when he saw her splayed out on the bed with her head hanging slightly off the edge. "Could I ever watch you train?" His eyes followed her body again and he nodded slowly. "When everyone can control themselves, maybe." She pouted slightly and he exhaled shakily. "Someday, yeah." He choked out.
She hummed and sat up, tilting her head to the side before smiling and waving at him. "Have fun." He shook himself and smirked at her before leaping from her window. She flopped back onto the bed and shook her head. "I'm gone."
She woke up groggy the next morning and her mouth was fuzzy. She sat up and groaned when she realized she'd fallen asleep in her jeans and bra. She sighed and swung her stiff legs over the side of the bed and to her closet. She pulled out a pair of black beaded shorts, black tights with a black tank-top and a red plaid button down.
She pulled on the ensemble before tugging on a pair of knee high black socks and her black combat boots. She put on a light layer of make-up and brushed her teeth and hair before venturing downstairs. Kara was in the kitchen with a fresh pot of coffee. She stopped when she saw Grayson standing at the bottom of the steps.
Grayson stopped and looked at her hands before slowly seating herself at the counter. She met her sister's eyes and reached for a coffee mug. She poured herself a cup and tossed in two spoonfuls of sugar and two packets of Irish cream. She looked up at her sister under her lashes. Kara was just watching her.
"Kara…"
"Grayson…"
They laughed awkwardly when they spoke at the same time. Kara took a deep breath. "Kara, I'm sorry about what I said yesterday." Kara shook her head. "No, you're right. I shouldn't have done what I did." Grayson licked her lips and shook her head. "No, you should've left. I would've." Kara laughed lightly. "Well, I shouldn't have left like I did." Grayson nodded and gave her sister a small smile.
They were silent for a few minutes before Kara spoke again. "I saw Isaac leave last night." Grayson's eyes widened comically and Kara just smirked. "We didn't do anything, if that's what you're thinking." Kara shrugged but Grayson could see her eyes sparkling with amusement. She sighed and set her coffee mug down. "Nothing happened." Kara nodded. "I believe you. Now, it's my turn to apologize."
She set her coffee mug down as well and smiled tensely at Grayson. "I'm sorry about what I said. I'm sure Isaac is a nice boy." She picked up her coffee and took a long drink before looking back at Grayson. "I'd like to meet him if that's okay." Grayson snapped her eyes up to her sister's. She hesitated for a few minutes, unsure of how to respond.
She wanted Isaac to meet her sister but she wasn't sure how Isaac would feel. She looked at her sister's hopeful eyes and smiled. "Let me talk to Isaac and then we'll figure it out." Kara nodded and looked down at her watch. "You're going to be late." Grayson smiled and gathered her things before she walked out the door and to her car.
Scott and Allison weren't allowed to be seeing each other on account of the whole her being a hunter and Scott being a werewolf thing. So, in order to communicate at school, often times they relayed their messages through Stiles who would spend most of the periods between classes running from Scott to Allison and back.
This was the situation Grayson found herself witnessing now except they were talking about werewolf things. Grayson found it amusing. Allison smirked up at Stiles and tried to keep from laughing while Grayson had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.
"I think you mean…"
Stiles huffed and shook his head in exasperation. "No I mean a bestiary. And between the two of you I don't want to know what's going on in your heads." Grayson bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing. Allison nodded and thought. "Okay, can you describe this thing?" Stiles tongued his bottom lip. "It's probably like a book. Old, worn…" Stiles shrugged.
Allison cocked and eyebrow and nodded. "Like, bound in leather?" Stiles nodded, his face lighting up. "Yeah, yeah possibly." Allison nodded emphatically. "Gerard has a leather bound book just like that." Stiles nodded and ran back towards the school.
Grayson watched him, amused. She turned to Allison. "So, because you're dad wants to kill Scott, you guys can't be seen in public together?" The brunette nodded and sighed. "Basically." Grayson hummed and turned to look at the school doors. Allison smirked and leaned forward.
"So, you and Isaac, huh? How's that working out?" Grayson shrugged and sighed. "Well, considering that he has to sneak around to see me and I have to make sure no one's following me to see him, it's going about as well as to be expected." Allison chuckled and shook her head. Her smiled slipped from her face and she rested her hand over Grayson's.
"Just be careful, okay? Derek's not what you think he is and Isaac doesn't understand what's going on." Grayson narrowed her eyes and gently pulled her hand out from under Allison's. "I've only met Derek once and he seemed okay to me. Maybe a little intimidating but not bad." Allison shook her head but was cut off from speech when Stiles ran back out to their table.
"Where… does he… keep it?" His face was red and his chest was heaving at an unhealthy speed. Grayson drew her eyebrows together in worry. Allison blinked. "Uh, with him, I think." Her face lit up. "There's a safe in his room or it could be in his office." Stiles nodded and continued on his journey back to the school.
Allison looked back at Grayson. "I'm not saying that Isaac's the bad guy I'm just saying I think he needs to understand which side he's on." Grayson shook her head and scoffed. "Which side? Allison, everyone," She turned accusing eyes towards the brunette. "And I mean everyone. Derek's pack, Scott and Stiles and You, your family. They're all working towards the same goal. Getting rid of whatever this," She shook her head. "Thing that's been terrorizing everyone."
Allison dropped her gaze. "I'm just saying…" Grayson cut her off. "No, you and Scott may think that Derek is the bad guy but you only think that because he's not doing what you think is right." She stood and gathered her things. "Derek's not that bad guy, Allison. That creature is and the sooner Scott understands that, the easier it'll be for everyone to catch it." She left before Allison could respond, passing Stiles on her way to her locker.
She sighed when she reached it and pressed her forehead against the cool metal. She didn't look up when she felt a body stop beside her. She dialed the combination and smiled when she saw her ever present rose with a note.
She picked up the rose and pressed it to her nose, taking in its intoxicating scent. The body next to her huffed and yet she still didn't acknowledge them. She picked up the folded note and read his message, smiling to herself. She placed the note in her bag and the flower back in her locker before turning to a smirking Erica.
"Do you know how long it took me to figure out your combination?" Grayson laughed and began walking to her English class, Erica close behind. "What do you want, Erica?" She heard the blonde gasp in mock insult. "What makes you think I want anything?" Grayson turned to face the girl and smiled. "I may be new here, but I know things."
She examined the girl up and down. "Ever since your transformation, you only acknowledge people when you want something." She turned back around and kept walking. She heard Erica come up beside her. "Okay, true but why do I have to want something from you?" Grayson looked at her. "I don't know. You tell me. What do I have that you want?" Erica blinked and turned to look ahead. Grayson smiled.
"Before I became a werewolf I didn't have any friends." Grayson glanced at her. "I'm sorry." Erica shrugged a shoulder and shook her head. "But after I turned, not only did I get friends but I got a group of people who care about me. Who don't want to see me get hurt. Who'll stick up for me. Like a family." Grayson didn't say anything.
Erica continued. "And that's a lot better than what I had at home, believe me. My mom barely even noticed when I had a seizure so she didn't notice when I stopped coming home every day." Grayson looked at Erica with sympathetic eyes. Erica curved one corner of her mouth up.
"Don't worry. I still check in every once in a while. The point is, Grayson," She gently grabbed Grayson's elbow and turned her to face her. They had stopped walking. "The point is, I've never had and friends and even though I have Isaac and Derek and Boyd I still don't really have a girlfriend to talk to." Grayson gave her a kind smile that Erica returned. "With you and Isaac being together now, you've kind of assimilated into the pack." Grayson blushed.
Erica nudged her and chuckled lightly. "You are pack, Grayson. Anyone would die to protect you and it's important that you know that." Grayson smiled brightly. "I never really had friends either. I was a pretty big loner at my old school." Erica perked up and smiled. "Well, now you don't have to be." Grayson laughed.
They began walking down the hall again. "Scott and Allison don't want me to be around you guys." Erica turned to look at her but she didn't look back. "They seem to think you're the bad guys." Erica scoffed. "When are they going to understand that we're the farthest thing from the bad guys as you can get." Grayson scoffed and shook her head. "That's what I said." Erica jerked her head around. "You defended us?" Grayson raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Of course. Not only am I dating Isaac but I don't look at what Derek's done as a bad thing. I mean, sure he probably could've gone about it differently."
Erica nodded in agreement. "But that doesn't mean I don't understand. I can see why he did the things he did and I don't see them as being wrong or bad. I don't look at things the way Scott and Allison do." Erica turned to face her new friend and smiled as the warning bell rang. "I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship, Grayson Becker." Grayson giggled and nudged Erica back down the hall towards her own class. "I couldn't agree with you more, Erica Reyes."
During lunch, Grayson opted to sit outside. She wasn't in the mood for having somebody else tell her not to hang out with Isaac and Erica. She liked her friends. Both sets. They just didn't like each other. She sighed and pulled out her battered copy of To Kill A Mockingbird. They just started reading it last week in class and she hadn't been keeping pace. She looked down when she felt her phone vibrate against her leg. She smiled when she read the caller ID.
"I'm pretty sure you could get in trouble if anyone found out you were talking to me. You are a wanted fugitive." She heard him laugh and she shook her head. "What can I do you for?" She asked. She heard him sigh. "Well, considering that I'm your boyfriend and we're dating, I figured I might as well take you out." She laughed and licked her lips.
"Where do you want to go?" Isaac hummed on the other end. "Well, I was thinking we could do a moon lit picnic in the cemetery. No one's there at night and it's right down the road from your house. We'd be less likely to get caught there."
Grayson smiled and nodded. "I'd like that. What time?" Isaac clicked his teeth together. "How about 7:30? It should be dark by then. I can meet you there." Grayson blushed and nodded again. "I'll see you at 7:30 then." She heard him chuckle before he hung up.
"So, where's he taking you?" Grayson nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard Erica. She looked sharply at her friend and ran her hands down her thighs. "Just give me a heart attack next time. It'll save you the trouble." The blonde laughed and bumped their shoulders together. Grayson released a shaky laugh and shook her head.
"We're having a picnic in the graveyard. No one's there at night so he's less likely to be seen." Erica nodded. "Makes sense. Seems kind of romantic too. A moon lit picnic." Grayson laughed. "I think that's what he's going for." Erica gasped and quickly gripped her friend's hands. "You have to let me dress you." Grayson shook her head. "I can dress myself, Erica but I'll let you help." The blonde shrieked and nodded vigorously. "Deal. I'll just go home with you." Grayson laughed. "We're not meeting until 7:30." Erica shook her head. "Doesn't matter. I'm going home with you." Grayson laughed and knew there was no changing her mind.
"What about this one?" It was six forty five and the only thing left for Grayson to do was her hair and her outfit. Erica was holding up a little purple dress that reached Grayson's knees. The blonde shook her head and Erica sighed. "There's really not much left, Gray." Grayson sighed and flopped backwards onto her bed.
She glanced up when she heard Erica sigh. "Gray, you have to wear this one." She sat up and looked at the dress her friend was holding. It was a soft blue cotton sundress that Grayson hadn't worn since before summer started. Thin straps held the dress to her shoulders and four buttons lined the front portion of the dress ending at her waist. The rest of the dress fell to just above her knee. Grayson smiled and leapt off the bed towards Erica. She fingered the skirt and nodded to her friend. This is it. Erica squealed and hugged her.
At 7:15, Grayson was ready with a white sweater covering her shoulders. She walked downstairs and Kara looked up. Her jaw fell open and she smiled widely. "Gray, you look beautiful." Grayson blushed and laughed nervously. "You like it?" Kara nodded and went to her sister. She took her hands in hers and shook her head. "You're going to knock him off his feet." Grayson laughed and swung their hands sideways. "Thanks, Kara." Kara nodded and watched her sister leave the house and drive away from the door.
It was a little cooler than Grayson had anticipated but she wasn't worried. It was 7:25 when she got to the cemetery and she carefully put her car in park and shut off the engine. She stepped out and made her way to the front gate which, conveniently, had a broken lock. She smirked and walked around the rod iron gateway.
She didn't know exactly where to find Isaac but she had a feeling that the little bit of light she could see by a tombstone was where he was. She followed the light source and smiled when she found him leaning against a tombstone. He smirked and pushed off of it, towards her.
He took her face in his hands and pulled her to him, kissing her lightly on the lips. "Hi." She whispered when he pulled away. He snorted. "Hi." She smiled widely and let him lead her to the picnic blanket. He had a variety of foods with him. A tossed salad with Italian dressing, an unopened bottle of wine that she assumed he got from Derek, a chicken that she recognized from the grocery store and a single red rose.
She sat quietly on a corner of the blanket and smiled up at him. "You've pulled out all the stops, huh." He chuckled and easily uncorked the wine and poured it into two glasses. She smiled and took a small sip. "This is really nice, Isaac." She smiled widely when a soft pink tinge crept up his cheeks.
He shook his head. "It wasn't a big deal. I just wanted to do something nice for you." She bit her lip and leaned forward, pressing her lips against his. He smiled into the kiss and almost immediately responded. He wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her closer. She tangled her fingers in his curls, one of her favorite things about him, and moaned.
Suddenly, he pulled away and glanced over her shoulder, concentration plain on his face. "What's wrong?" She asked, looking in the same direction. He shook his head. "Someone's here." She looked up at his face. "But you said no one comes here at night." He nodded and slowly stood, bringing her with him and placing her behind him. "No one does."
She grew frightened when he tensed and she heard a low growl echo though his chest. She clutched handfuls of his jacket in her fists and waited.
A group of four twenty-something's came around one of the mausoleums and stopped at the sight of them. She wasn't even a werewolf and she could clearly smell the whiskey on their breath. She pressed her face into Isaac's back and trembled. Isaac growled again but they were too inebriated to understand.
"Oh, look at what we have here." One of them said. Isaac narrowed his eyes and watched every single man in the group with eyes like a hawk. "This is a weird place for a picnic. Who does that?" Another one said before giggling. Grayson buried her face farther into Isaac's leather jacket.
"Go home before you get hurt." Isaac growled. His voice was different. It was deeper and held a menacing tone that Grayson had never heard before. She molded her form to his to keep herself as hidden as possible.
The group laughed and came closer. Isaac backed up until he felt Grayson hit the tombstone behind them. He cursed internally and licked his lips, preparing for a fight that might or might not come. One man peered around Isaac and smirked at Grayson, running his eyes crudely over her form. Isaac's upper lip twitched and he growled at the man. The man slowly straightened before smirking at Isaac.
"You got yourself a pretty girl there, lover boy. Do you mind sharing?" Isaac growled again, the sound resonating off of the tombstones around them. Two of the drunken men backed up, noticing a predator when they saw one but the other two only stepped closer. "I'll take that as a no, then, huh?"
Isaac was ready for the first attack when the men off to the side who'd leered at Grayson shot forward. Isaac easily grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, breaking it. Grayson scurried around the tombstone and crouched behind it.
The other man made a move towards Isaac but Isaac was ready for him too. He kicked the first man aside where he went flying into a mausoleum several feet away before he stopped moving. The second man came at Isaac and swung but Isaac ducked and brought his forearm hard into the man's torso. The man doubled over and Isaac brought his other fist down into his back, knocking him to the ground.
He pressed a booted foot to the man's side and nudged him over onto his back. Isaac leaned over and gripped the man's throat in his hand. He lifted the man up until the tips of his kicks were the only part of him touching the ground.
Grayson trembled when he roared in the man's face. He tossed him away as well and watched, seething, as the group of four scurried out of the graveyard. He turned back around and spotted Grayson. "Gray." She popped up and stared, wide-eyed at him. He glanced down and knew he was still in wolf form. He quickly switched back but she was already running. "Grayson!" He bolted but she was already in her car.
Grayson slammed her front door closed and leaned back against it. She clenched her eyes closed and took deep gasping breaths. She knew what Isaac was but she'd never seen him like that before and it frightened her. She was more afraid of the fact that she was frightened rather than being afraid of what he was.
She jumped when she heard a body slam against the outside of her door. She heard banging and knew that it was Isaac. "Gray, open the door!" She shook her head and turned around, pressing her forehead against the door. "Gray, I'm sorry. I never meant for you to see me like that. Open the door, please." He whispered.
Isaac was pressed bodily against the door. His whole frame was molded to the wood. His forehead was pressed above the peep hole and his chest was pressed painfully close to the ridges of the door. His knees knocked against the wood when he moved.
He clenched his eyes closed and rested his fists against the door. "Gray, please. Talk to me, baby. I know you're scared." Grayson pressed her forehead against the wood and sighed. "I don't know why." She whispered, knowing he'd hear her. Isaac looked down, the crown of his head pressed to the door. "What was it?"
Grayson shrugged and licked her lips. "I know what you are. I'm not afraid of that." Isaac shook his head. "You should be." Grayson scoffed and hit the door with her fist. He drew his head back and breathed heavily. "But I'm not. Not of you. I think, just seeing you like that, so angry." She drew her eyebrows together and whimpered. "I've never seen you so angry before and then you shifted and…just everything…it was all so overwhelming."
Isaac thunked his head against the door and sighed. He relaxed his hands and rested his palms flat on the door, framing it with his wingspan. "I understand. It's scary." She nodded against the wood. "But I'm not afraid of you." Isaac chuckled darkly. "Then could you open the door?" Grayson lifted her head from the wood and stared at it dumbfounded. She hadn't even realized it was still closed.
She pulled it open and stopped at the sight of Isaac. He was still breathing heavily and his hair was soaked with sweat and in sexy disarray atop his head. His lean muscles were coiled and tensed beneath his skin but his frame was stretched out in front of her. His arms were framing the door and she could see the outline of muscle against his shirt. His blue eyes were swirling with guilt and confusion and hope.
She took and deep breath and quickly grabbed his left wrist, pulling him inside and shutting the door behind her.
As soon as the door was closed, she pushed him back against it and buried her face in his chest. "I was so afraid that they were going to hurt you." He chuckled and smoothed her hair down. "They were drunk humans. I could easily over power them." She looked up at him, teary eyed and smacked his chest. "It doesn't matter. I was still afraid." He nodded and shushed her, pressing her head against his chest.
"I'm sorry I scared you." She shook her head and looked up again. "You didn't scare me, Isaac. They did. I was scared of what they were going to do. Of what they wanted to do." Isaac nodded and kissed her forehead. "It's okay." She pressed her forehead against his chin and nodded, resting her hands flat against his chest.
Isaac slowly ran his hands down her back and Grayson trailed hers up the muscles in his arms and across his shoulders to warp around his neck. "I thought you were kind of sexy. Defending my honor." Isaac looked down at her and saw her smirk. He chuckled and leaned down, pressing his lips to hers. She pulled him farther down to her level and walked him away from the door.
He opened his eyes and saw the couch close by and he walked them towards it, collapsing on top of her. She moaned and rolled her body against his. Isaac brought his hand down her arm and across her ribs, stopping at the first button of her dress. Without pulling away from her, he undid the buttons of her dress, exposing her chest to his view.
He pulled away and looked down at her, his eyes widening. She had opted not to wear a bra. He shuddered and latched his lips to the pink tip of her breast, sucking with fervor. She gasped and pulled her knees up to fit him between her legs. He palmed one breast while sucking on the other.
She ran her nails up his back, bringing his shirt up to bunch around his shoulders. Isaac rocked against her as he switched sides, giving her neglected breast the same attention. She moaned and arched her back higher off the couch, causing a fantastic friction between her legs that caused her to see stars behind her eyes and for fire to race down her spine.
Isaac took a deep breath and growled when he could smell her arousal. It permeated the air and surrounded him. He could feel a familiar tightness in his jeans and her pressed harder against the apex of her thighs.
Grayson raked her nails painfully down his back, leaving marks that healed instantly. Isaac could feel himself changing and forced his heartbeat to slow. When he felt in control again, he ran the tip of his tongue from the peak of her breast down the exposed skin of her torso. Grayson shivered and her chest heaved with the force of her breath. Her eyes snapped open when she felt Isaac kiss the inside of each knee.
"Isaac." She breathed and he smirked, trailing his nose up her thigh and groaning in ecstasy when he came closer to her sex. Grayson wailed when he place his mouth against her cloth covered clit. He slowly ran the flat of his tongue over the lace and practically purred in content. She arched higher still when she felt him rip her panties off with a well place claw.
Her world exploded when he place his burning tongue against her bare sex for the first time. She fisted the cushion behind her head when he slowly ran the flat of his tongue down and up, causing involuntary shivers to race up her spine.
Her skin was practically burning with desire and a heat she couldn't put out was slowly expanding from the space between her thighs to the tips of her exposed breasts. She keened when Isaac locked his lips around her swollen clitoris and sucked gently. She brought her hands down between her legs and knotted her fingers in his hair, pulling hard.
Isaac groaned the vibrations sent ice up her spine; goose bumps rose on her arms and her legs trembled. "Isaac." He glanced up at her and moaned again. She was beautiful, splayed out like she was with her trembling thighs framing his head and her breast thrust up towards the sky. Her head was thrown back against the couch and her face and neck were flushed a lovely shade of pink.
He hooked one hand around her thigh, forcing it to stay open and pressed the other in the space between her breast, leveling her out flat. Grayson practically sobbed as he continued to suck with vigor.
Isaac sunk his deep inside of her and ran the tip of it over the top of her cavern. She gasped and shook. He could feel how close she was but he wanted to make this last. He took the hand from her chest and brought it down between her legs, gently thrusting a single finger inside of her. She screeched and pulled his hair roughly but he wasn't moving. He slowly curled his finger inside of her and knew instantly when he hit that hidden spot inside of her.
She froze and her breath caught in her throat, her body arching higher than he'd ever seen it go. Her thighs trembled around him and he stuck a second finger inside, curling that one too. She wailed and tears streamed into her hair. "Please, Isaac." She sobbed.
He looked away from her and removed his tongue from inside of her, swirling gently around her swollen nub. Her whole body trembled and shook as he brought her closer and closer. She gasped and twitched every time he hit that spot deep inside.
It was when he sucked harder on her clit that she keened loudly and brought her hands up to her face. He sucked with intensity and knew she would come in a matter of seconds. Grayson chanced a glance down at him and felt her world shatter to pieces when she met his eyes.
He felt a rush of heat against his fingers and her walls trembled around the digits. He slowly eased them from her and instead wrapped his hands around her hips, holding her still and he gently brushing his tongue over her, prolonging the experience and yet bringing her down slowly.
He pulled away when he heard a gasp that bordered on slight pain. He pressed his face to the inside of her right thigh and breathed deeply, capturing her scent and allowing his own body to relax. Grayson stroked her shaking fingers through his curls and let him catch his bearings.
His hands ran up and down her thighs as he ran his nose down her leg. He sat back on his heels and carefully pulled her dress back over her legs, covering her. She smiled sweetly up at him and watched him for a while.
His eyes were closed and his hands were tight around her knees. His chest was heaving and she could feel his nails starting to extend. She sat up slowly and cupped his face in her hands, bringing his lips down to hers. She could taste herself on his tongue and her sex throbbed. Isaac chuckled and wrapped his hands around her wrists, pulling away.
He shook his head and rested his forehead against hers. "Not tonight." She nodded and closed her eyes. The silence was broken by the shrill sound of his cell phone ringing. He was slow to answer and she could tell the voice on the other end was agitated. "Hello?" His voice was smooth as silk, making her tremble all over. He flicked his gaze to her and curled the corner of his mouth. "Yeah. Okay. No, I'll be right there."
He snapped the phone closed and pressed his lips to hers once more before standing. She held his left hand in both of hers and forced him to stay. "Where are you going?" He looked down at her. Her legs were still spread and her dress was still unbuttoned. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Uh, Derek needs me. I have to go." He tugged on his hand but she wouldn't let up.
She slowly stood and pressed her body to his side. He could feel her breasts against him and he groaned. "Gray…" She wrapped his arm around her waist. "Please, Isaac. I just want to know what's happening." He glanced down at her and swore when he saw her nearly naked torso. He whined low in his throat and Grayson almost giggled when he sounded like a real dog but she refrained. He nodded slowly and brought his pained eyes up to hers. "Just, stay by me." She nodded and gave him a slow kiss."
He pulled away and reached forward to button her dress, brushing her nipples with his knuckles and smirking when her breath caught. "You'll be the death of me." She smiled and let him lead her out the door.
When they got to the school parking lot, Grayson let Isaac drive which she was never doing again, Grayson saw Stiles and Scott leaning over a laptop and Erica and Derek standing just a few feet away. Derek visibly stiffened when he felt her presence. He rounded on Isaac, soaking wet, Grayson noticed. "What is she doing here?" Erica turned and perked up at the sight of Grayson.
Isaac opened his mouth to speak but Grayson stepped slightly in front of him, taking the blame. "Now, don't blame him. We were together and I really didn't give him much of a choice." Isaac gaped down at her, an explanation escaping him. Derek huffed and turned back to Scott and Stiles.
"Is that even a language?" Stiles asked. Grayson moved away from Isaac and popped up behind them. "How are we supposed to figure out what this thing is?" She read over their shoulders. "It's Latin." They turned to stare at her. She shrugged. "I've seen it in books before." Scott's eyes grew wide and she knew exactly where is train of thought was headed.
She held up a hand and shook her head. "Ah-ah, no, I can't read it. I can just recognize it but now I've saved you the time of figuring out what language it is." She smiled and skipped, literally skipped, back over to Isaac who chuckled and wrapped his arm around her waist, nuzzling her ear.
Derek rolled his eyes. "It's called the Kanima." Stiles huffed. "You knew the whole time." Derek shook his head a pressed his lips together in a thin line. "No, only when it was confused by its own reflection." Isaac looked up and watched his alpha's back. "It doesn't know what it is." He provided. Derek looked over his shoulder and nodded once. "Or who."
Stiles sucked in a breath through his teeth. "What else do you know?" Derek shook his head. "Just stories. Rumors." Scott drew his eyebrows together. "But it's like us?" Derek nodded. "A shape shifter, yes but it's not right."
Isaac took Grayson's hand and walked them towards Derek, stopping on his left. "It's like a…" Derek trailed off, looking for the right word. "An abomination." He looked up at Stiles and nodded. He made to turn and leave but Scott called him back. "We need to work together on this." Derek sighed and looked at Erica and Isaac before stopping on Grayson. He looked back at Scott. "Maybe even tell the Argents."
Derek scoffed. "You trust them?" Scott sighed and shook his head. "Nobody trusts anyone. 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."
Derek just glared. "I know one thing. When I find it," Derek turned and the rest of the pack followed. "I'm going to kill it."