Chapter 8

Derek grinned and grabbed the side of my face, pulling me closer so my lips touched his, flicking his tongue over lips that were against his. I moaned and moved in close, resting my hand against Derek's chest, rubbing up and down over his muscles. Derek deepened the kiss, and worked his way into my mouth with his tongue, licking over my teeth, the roof of my mouth, wrestling with my tongue. His tongue reached very crevice of my mouth and tasted everything. He was growing in pleasure. Derek placed his hand on my hips, bringing his lips down to lick across one of my nipples. He whirled his tongue around it, suckling on it before nipping at it; I whimpered and arched my back, curving into the sensation. He kept making his way down to my chest and his mouth son closed over my cloth covered cock when he looked up at me his red eyes were blown and he said

"Wake up Stiles you have been summoned" wait, what? Why does he sound like Jackson? "Stiles wake the fuck up! Don't make me kick you!"

"What, what" Stile replied drowsily , rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "Jackson?" god he looked good.

Yeah I can appreciate a male body. Speaking of male bodies, what the hell was that. Why did I just dream about DEREK-FUCKINGALPHAWOLF-HALE. I'm not 17 years old anymore. I don't get wet dreams. What the hell is going on. Great, I'm hard. In front of Jackson-freaking right hand man-Whitmore. Speaking of Jackson I wonder if he can smell my arousal. If he can why hasn't he said anything. The old Jackson would have taken this opportunity and used it to his advantage but no right now. "OW SHIT WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" Okay so I spoke too soon, but I wasn't expecting him to slam me against the cell door. Oh yeah I'm in a freaking cell. Not one of those prison cells but like the one from Snow White and the Huntsman.

"You do anything that could hurt Diana and I will rip you apart limb by limb." Jackson warned. Why would I hurt Diana? I don't even know her? Wait, shit, did, did he see my dream? Is that like a wolf thing? But I don't want Derek. At all I haven't even met the guy. Why am I dreaming about him? It makes no sense what so ever and now Jackson is glaring holes into my back. He turns to leave and I get the feeling that maybe I should follow him. So I do and wow this totally isn't the Evil Queens castle. It's a freaking mansion. Oh hell no; they kept me in a dungeon under their house. What the actual fuck is going on in this place. Wait I know that scent. The strawberry vanilla scent it its "Lydia?!"

"Looks like our guest is awake Derek" and smelling of nothing but pure arousal. You would think this kid would know better than to moan Derek's name out loud while in a house full of werewolves. But I guess not.

"Hey Stiles" I heard Lydia reply. Derek and I were up in the children's room with the pups trying to get them to take a nap but nothing was working so far. Derek isn't even paying attention to me. Faint arousal is coming off of him as well. Oh hell no. you have got to be kidding me. Im going to lose Derek to a human. A male human nonetheless. I really don't understand. I figured that soon enough Derek would mark me as his but apparently I'm going to have to work a little harder for that to happen.

"you reek of him you know?" Diana said softly, as I laid down in our bed "I cant believe you have the balls to lay down in our bed after that happened. After what you did. I cant believe you had the nerve to kiss my children on their foreheads after you sucked that boys cock. I can't believe you have the nerve to even face me." The words were spat out but in a soft tone she didn't sound mad, or pissed. She just sounded disappointed and heartbroken.

"I …I… I didn't mean to hurt you Diana. It just happened."

"Yeah it did. And it will happen again. Because I already saw it coming. Because Jackson and Lydia told me you were going to screw him behind my back. Because our pups asked me why their Alpha was looking at the human like he was the last Coca-Cola in the fucking dessert." No malice or cruelness laced her words. She was emotionless looking at a file because she couldn't look me in the eyes after I fucked Stiles in our garden; on the gazebo we held our newborns on. I might well spit on her family graves. She isn't even yelling at me.

"I want you to-no I need you to leave this room. Move your stuff out of my room. I will not take their father away from my children but I can damn sure make you stay in a different wing of the house. If you don't give Lydia the bite I will. And Stiles will remain your servant. You can screw him senseless but if you ever go near my children smelling of him again I will rip out yoru throat and feed it to Stiles. That is also a promise" a whimper left my mouth as soon as she was done. I expected her to attack me. I expected to have to pin her down and show her who was boss. Instead she didn't even look at me and kicked me out of her room. Out of her life.

~Flashback~

I have no idea what I'm doing. This boys scent is driving me insane. As soon as his body was carried into the house I could smell him. I held back a growl as I felt Jackson shove him against a well a threaten him. Diana showed no sign that she heard Jackson. We made our way down to the kitchen where Stiles and Lydia were looking at each other. Lydia look t Diana as soon as she walked in. Something flashed in both of their eyes. Some type of understanding and sadness. What it was over I have no idea. But it good to see that Diana will have a girl companion.

"Stiles" Lyda said in response to his scream " how have you been"

"uh, how do you think? I was pushed into a freaking dungeon and then harassed by your boyfriend over here Lydia. I'm doing just peachy"

"That's great Stiles" Lydia replied warily. "if he pushed you. Its probably cause you did or are going to do something" Stiles stood with his mouth agape. Confused by his best friends response to his distress.

"What. What, you don't even care? Gee thanks I really feel the love darling" Stiles responded

"We need to discuss Stiles place in this house" Diana interrupted. She sounded bored and it seemed as if she really didn't give a shit to where Stiles will be placed. Might as well take the advantage.

"He'll be my butler. You've always complained about picking up after me Diana so why not?" I put in smoothly. "if you want my dear, you can take Lydia on as your maid"

"We will discuss Lydias position later" Diana responded coldly "RYAN! Take Stiles and show him the ropes of the house. He will not have to deal with the cubs so don't take him into the pups wing of the house but he will be Derek's personal servant so take special care in showing him to clean up after Derek" she ordered. That women is bossy when she's mad. I love to see her this way. Makes things funnier.

"if you need me, and I trust you will not. Ill be in the office there are something I need to finalize and it seems that Derek will have his hands full later. Lydia, come with me" Diana turned to go the stairwell and Lydia followed her, glaring at Stiles as she passed him.

"I have to go. Isaac found Scott McCall in the forest a couple hours back so I need to check up on him. We'll be back for dinner tonight" Jackson said. Turning to leave.

*Break*

Jackson and Isaac got to dinner 30 minutes late and the pups had been crying for their favorite uncle. Dinner was a disaster. I sat at the head of the table with Stiles standing on my right. The pups had been seated at my left and right while Jackson and Isaac chose to sit at Diana's right and left. Scott had also joined us for dinner and was sitting across from Lydia at Isaac's right. Erica and Boyd took up the remaining seats. Diana stayed quiet the whole dinner. Only making answering when there was a question directed straight to her. She choose to retire early as well. The rest of the wolves followed her lead and went to their rooms. There was only Stiles and I left.

I Stood up and directed Stile to follow me. He smelled like a bitch in heat for some reason and no other wolf seemed to be affected by except for me. I was a quick walk to the gazebo in the gardens and I stood there examining Stiles while he shifted around, uncomfortable

"Do I make you nervous Stiles? " I said moving closer to hm. His scent was making my mouth water and I knew I had to get my mouth. He didn't seem to mind the close proximity and arched is neck up so his mouth met my mine. I gripped his side and pushed him against the gazebo wall. His legs wrapped themselves around my waist and grinded his crotch into my own. I untangled his legs from behind my back and pulled him down to the gazebo floor. I made quick work of his jeans and boxers an toke his hard aching cock into my mouth.

Stiles was shuddering under me, hand fisted tight in my hair, pulling with just enough force to make it feel good. I opened my mouth wider and engulfed more of Stiles' cock..Stiles took a deep breath and his lids fluttered, Stiles was completely my mouth, his taste clouded my senses, he essence leaking on my tongue. I gave on strong suck before pulling off. Stiles whimpered and groaned, cheeks flushed and lips parted. I moved up to kiss him. So that he could taste his cum on my mouth. I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down, not patient enough to take them completely off. Not when Stiles lay under him broke and panting to get fucked.

Derek moved Stiles closer to him and nudged the head of hick cock against the clenching flesh of Stiles hole . Stiles whimpered and Derek groaned and he pushed in, immediately surrounded by the tight, warm, heat of Stiles' hole. He couldn't wait.

Derek growled deep and loud and pushed in all the way, with a hard thrust, relishing in the way Stiles seemed to suck him in, greedy body begging for more. Stiles screamed and moaned, pushing his hips back, struggling to get Derek to move. Derek complied, pulling back once more to dive into the soft heat once more. He latched onto Stiles' hips with force, claws out and scratching slightly over Stiles' skin, but if anything it made him moan even more. Derek repeated the motion again and again. Stiles was drenched in his scent, submitting to Derek fully, taking everything that Derek was giving. Derek let out a particularly loud groan and renewed his thrusts with extra force, hips pounding hard, sound of skin on skin echoed in the empty garden, Derek's hand speedily pumped Stiles' cock. Everything felt too good. They're minds too far gone. The coil of warmth was heavy in his gut and it spread. He clenched around Derek's cock as he came in Derek hands. Derek gave one last hard thrust and came in Stiles hole.

He stood up and cleaned himself off. Buttoned his pants and made his way toward the main house. As he left he called over his shoulder

"Clean yourself up and tell William to show you your room"

Stiles was left a cum covered mess on the gazebo floor.

~END FLASHBACK~

Authors Note: so me and my bf broke up yesterday so I'm sorry if this chapter is depressing but uh yeah I feel really shitty. But I wanted to get this chapter out before anything else happened. So uh yeah I hoped you guys enjoyed the chapter. Any type of feedback is appreciated. Thanks guys