p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"After about two weeks Lydia was discharged from the hospital, Peter was by her side the whole time. He begged her to come and stay with him in his apartment downtown, since she was still in recovery she agreed. He was extremely thankful, because after what happened he wasn't sure he could let her out of his sight again./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"They were sitting on the couch watching TV in Peter's living room. "Lydia are you sure you don't remember anything about the people who took you?" Lydia was getting really exhausted with these constant questions. "Oh! You know what I just remembered that one of them looked just like that guy from that one thing. I can't believe I forgot that!" She replied sarcastically. Peter was more frustrated with himself that anything, there was no scent for him to follow, so he was failing again at protecting her. "Peter, you really do need to loosen up. It's the 21st century, I don't expect you to protect me all the time." He didn't say anything, but she knew how to get answers out of him. She swung her leg over her far hip so she was straddling him. She heard his sharp intake of breath and knew she had his attention./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Peter quickly regained his composure, "It's not a property thing, it's a wolf thing. I feel an extreme since of protectiveness when it comes to you. Unfortunately for me you and your band of misfits are danger magnets." Lydia began drawing lazy patterns on Peter's shirt. She leaned into him so she could whisper into his ear. "I can take care of myself sometimes." She felt a growl rumbling through his chest. "Lydia…" He warned, his voice was considerably deeper. "What are you doing?" She wrapped her arms around his neck and was innocently playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, before planting a few lingering kisses on it. "Lydia, you are still in recov- "She cut him off by covering his mouth with hers. He wasted no time responding, the need to claim and mark her were much too strong for him to ignore. Adding that to the fact that he almost lost her… well, he was going to have to try really hard to restrain the animal inside him./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"His hands were everywhere as he began exploring every inch of her mouth; he just couldn't get enough of the taste of her. She moaned into his mouth, earning a growl in response. She had to pull away to breathe and Peter lavished her neck and collarbone with kisses, his lips never leaving her skin for more than a second./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"With one hand wrapped firmly around her waist to hold her in place, the other one moved up to knot itself in her hair and pull her lips down to meet his /They both pulled away panting, Peter's eyes flashed blue and he came to his senses, "Lydia, we shouldn't be doing this." She began nipping at his neck, "I don't care." She mumbled before biting his neck a little harder than usual, getting her a better response than she expected. A growl ripped through his chest, he tore her shirt off and laid her down on the couch before covering her body with his. "Lydia…" He whispered her name so reverently it almost sounded like a prayer./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Suddenly, he felt this overwhelming need to be as close to her as possible. He pulled down her sweatpants and was momentarily distracted by the scar on her hip, his scar, his mark. He growled approvingly, he pulled off his shirt and could smell the spike of her arousal. He leaned down and took one of her pert nipples into his mouth, she grabbed at his hair in an attempt to hold his mouth in place while his other hand made sure the other breast wasn't neglected./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He crawled his was back up her body ad stopped at her neck, suckling at her pulse point, fully aware that it would leave a temporary mark. His fangs grazed her neck as he thought of a more permanent mark. The feeling of her sliding down his pants and boxers brought him back to his senses. He kissed his way down her body, the valley of her breasts, her belly button, and a kiss on each hip. He gently parted her thighs and nuzzled the damp lace that barely hid her from him. "Peter." He could hear the impatience in her voice, "Yes, my Queen?" Lydia is his Queen and will always be treated as such, but before she had a chance to reply he licked her lace covered slit from bottom to top and then tore her panties off completely./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Lydia's back arched up off the couch as she buried her hands in his hair, shamelessly grinding into his face. He slowly circled her clit with his tongue before grazing it with his teeth. Peter could feel Lydia getting close. Speeding up his movements, along with two fingers thrust deep inside her. That was all it took, he could feel her muscles clenching and unclenching around his fingers as she called out his name and trapped his head between her thighs. He carefully coaxed her down from her high before crawling back up her beautiful body, mesmerized by every curve./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He licked her savory juices off of his fingers before kissing her, allowing her to taste herself on his tongue. She nibbled on his lower lip and reached down between them to wrap her hand around him; long, slow, strokes. This time it was his turn to moan, she lined him up at her entrance and slowly slid it up and down her slit, Peter got the idea and slowly pushed himself inside of her. Once he was buried completely he growled contentedly. For a werewolf, there was nothing better than the feeling of being buried deep inside one's mate./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Oh my go-." He pulled almost all the way out and then slammed back into her. "Peter!" He set an intense pace, the beast inside urging him on to claim her, mark her. His eyes were drawn to the fading bruises and marks of the almost healed cuts that decorated her porcelain skin, he slowed down. He was afraid he would damage his Queen even more than she already was, so he rolled them over and gave her control./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Lydia loved being on top, she knew exactly how to drive a man crazy and she loved the power she felt when she succeeded. She never took her eyes off his as she slid up and down, contracting her muscles every so often just to watch his jaw set. She brought one hand up to pinch her nipple while the other one went to her mouth, she sucked two fingers into her mouth, still never breaking eye contact. Peter bared his teeth, he could play this game too. He pulled her down, wrapped his arms around her and began thrusting up into her. Their thrusts became erratic as they were both nearing the edge; Peter could no longer fight off his instincts, he sunk his teeth into her shoulder, which was just enough to push them bother over the edge with Lydia screaming out his name./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"They laid there for a bit to catch their breath, but eventually Peter figured he should get up and find a Band-Aid or something. She was lying across him with her hair fanned out on his chest, she was still breathing heavily. "I told you we shouldn't have done that." He could feel her laughter as she responded. "I have absolutely no regrets about what just happened." Peter sighed, he had to admit that he had no regrets about it either. "Let me see your shoulder." She turned so he could see it and Peter couldn't believe his eyes./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"It wasn't even bleeding, it was already healed. Somehow all that remained was a scar in the shape of his teeth, he could smell his scent coming from the scar. Peter couldn't help but smile, "Well, we better make ourselves decent, we're due to have company in a few hours." Lydia got up and bent over in front of peter to grab her clothes, before flouncing off towards the bathroom. She turned around and smiled, "Well, aren't you coming?" He hopped up and chased her into the /_/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Scott and Stiles still weren't too sure about what Peter was up to, they just weren't buying this whole mate thing. "What if Peter is the one that kidnapped her?" Stiles mused. Scott stared at him blankly, "Dude, that literally makes no sense. Why would he kidnap her and almost kill her, if she was going to go to him willingly anyway. I mean it seems like she's actually buying into this whole mate thing." Stiles had to agree with that, "Yeah, I mean I guess. It would also explain why she never took me up on any of my offers, 'cause I mean look at me, I'm a catch right? Got the whole package right here." Scott had a smile tugging at the corners of his lips, he couldn't hold it in anymore and he doubled over laughing. "Whatever, Scott. I don't see any girls beating down your door either." Stiles mumbled. "That's because Allison can just walk in." Scott shot back as he headed down the stairs. "Now let's head over to Peter's."/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Ever since Lydia got out of the hospital, everyone has been trying to figure out who took her and what they may have wanted. "Lydia, have you remembered any new information?" Scott asked. She sighed, "I've told you guys a hundred times, all I remember is a voice that sounded vaguely familiar. I don't remember what anyone looked like of what they actually sounded like; I'm drawing a blank."/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Everyone was in attendance and they were ready to go. "Okay, Scott, you have to be very careful with this, you don't want to damage her brain." Deaton had shown up about an hour ago to try to help Scott with the process while Peter brooded in the corner of the room. "Lydia, are you sure about this?" Scott wanted to be absolutely sure that Lydia wanted to go through with this. "Scott, can we just get this over with. I'm exhausted." Peter gave her a knowing look. "Okay, ready?" She nodded. "Here we go." Scott's claws came out as he dug three of them into Lydia's spinal cord./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"One of the smaller guys came up to the leader, holding what looked like a cell phone. "The boss wants to talk to you." Lydia could barely make out the voice on the phone; she couldn't figure out what he was saying, but she was positive that she heard that voice somewhere before./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Scott pulled his nails out of Lydia's neck and was welcomed back with several expectant faces. Stiles was the first to speak. "So? What'd you find out man?" Scott was momentarily out of it, he swore he he's heard that voice somewhere before too. "Not much, I mean these guys are good. None of the voices sounded familiar except one, the guy on the phone, the boss. I swear I feel like I know him…"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"They were sitting on the couch watching TV in Peter's living room. "Lydia are you sure you don't remember anything about the people who took you?" Lydia was getting really exhausted with these constant questions. "Oh! You know what I just remembered that one of them looked just like that guy from that one thing. I can't believe I forgot that!" She replied sarcastically. Peter was more frustrated with himself that anything, there was no scent for him to follow, so he was failing again at protecting her. "Peter, you really do need to loosen up. It's the 21st century, I don't expect you to protect me all the time." He didn't say anything, but she knew how to get answers out of him. She swung her leg over her far hip so she was straddling him. She heard his sharp intake of breath and knew she had his attention./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Peter quickly regained his composure, "It's not a property thing, it's a wolf thing. I feel an extreme since of protectiveness when it comes to you. Unfortunately for me you and your band of misfits are danger magnets." Lydia began drawing lazy patterns on Peter's shirt. She leaned into him so she could whisper into his ear. "I can take care of myself sometimes." She felt a growl rumbling through his chest. "Lydia…" He warned, his voice was considerably deeper. "What are you doing?" She wrapped her arms around his neck and was innocently playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, before planting a few lingering kisses on it. "Lydia, you are still in recov- "She cut him off by covering his mouth with hers. He wasted no time responding, the need to claim and mark her were much too strong for him to ignore. Adding that to the fact that he almost lost her… well, he was going to have to try really hard to restrain the animal inside him./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"His hands were everywhere as he began exploring every inch of her mouth; he just couldn't get enough of the taste of her. She moaned into his mouth, earning a growl in response. She had to pull away to breathe and Peter lavished her neck and collarbone with kisses, his lips never leaving her skin for more than a second./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"With one hand wrapped firmly around her waist to hold her in place, the other one moved up to knot itself in her hair and pull her lips down to meet his /They both pulled away panting, Peter's eyes flashed blue and he came to his senses, "Lydia, we shouldn't be doing this." She began nipping at his neck, "I don't care." She mumbled before biting his neck a little harder than usual, getting her a better response than she expected. A growl ripped through his chest, he tore her shirt off and laid her down on the couch before covering her body with his. "Lydia…" He whispered her name so reverently it almost sounded like a prayer./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He crawled his was back up her body ad stopped at her neck, suckling at her pulse point, fully aware that it would leave a temporary mark. His fangs grazed her neck as he thought of a more permanent mark. The feeling of her sliding down his pants and boxers brought him back to his senses. He kissed his way down her body, the valley of her breasts, her belly button, and a kiss on each hip. He gently parted her thighs and nuzzled the damp lace that barely hid her from him. "Peter." He could hear the impatience in her voice, "Yes, my Queen?" Lydia is his Queen and will always be treated as such, but before she had a chance to reply he licked her lace covered slit from bottom to top and then tore her panties off completely./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Lydia's back arched up off the couch as she buried her hands in his hair, shamelessly grinding into his face. He slowly circled her clit with his tongue before grazing it with his teeth. Peter could feel Lydia getting close. Speeding up his movements, along with two fingers thrust deep inside her. That was all it took, he could feel her muscles clenching and unclenching around his fingers as she called out his name and trapped his head between her thighs. He carefully coaxed her down from her high before crawling back up her beautiful body, mesmerized by every curve./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Everyone was in attendance and they were ready to go. "Okay, Scott, you have to be very careful with this, you don't want to damage her brain." Deaton had shown up about an hour ago to try to help Scott with the process while Peter brooded in the corner of the room. "Lydia, are you sure about this?" Scott wanted to be absolutely sure that Lydia wanted to go through with this. "Scott, can we just get this over with. I'm exhausted." Peter gave her a knowing look. "Okay, ready?" She nodded. "Here we go." Scott's claws came out as he dug three of them into Lydia's spinal cord./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Scott pulled his nails out of Lydia's neck and was welcomed back with several expectant faces. Stiles was the first to speak. "So? What'd you find out man?" Scott was momentarily out of it, he swore he he's heard that voice somewhere before too. "Not much, I mean these guys are good. None of the voices sounded familiar except one, the guy on the phone, the boss. I swear I feel like I know him…"/p