Happy Christmas to everyone who passes by!
Part 3 of my Sterek saga!
Beacon Hills !
Stiles's POV !
December 31st !
"Why can't I leave the shirt out of my pants ?" I complained.
Why did I agree to get ready at that crazy Lydia's house, huh ? Ah yes, I promised to show them the present I planned for Derek. At midnight, it will be our anniversary. We've been together for a whole year. We were going to celebrate the new year at Lydia's, with the whole pack. At least Derek and I are only going to be there until 11 p.m. before heading back to the loft. He would have preferred that we were just the two of us, this evening, in the comfort of the loft, and quietly waiting for midnight to wish each other a happy new year, and then to celebrate our anniversary as we had planned. With sex. Yeah, we had sex every day during the holidays, and several times a day, and we have no intention of stopping. I know I don't have the same stamina as my werewolf, and he knows it too. I'm resting, and recovering, but he's so sexy. And there are so many different ways to do good to each other.
"Uh oh, Stiles !"
I snap out of my thoughts to see Allison, who looked gorgeous in her pale pink dress and long, slicked back hair, snap her fingers at me.
"Eh ? What ?"
"Could you try not to get lost in your memories with Derek when you're with us ?" Lydia asks me. "Even for a minute ?"
"Sorry !" I apologize. "Okay, do I look good ?"
Lydia, whose red dress suits her even better than during the fitting, undoes the first two buttons of my shirt. She had given volume to her long Venetian hair. She is stunning.
"There, you are perfect !" she tells me. "And in case you didn't hear the first time, if we tuck your shirt into your jeans, it's so Derek can drool over that ass." She pats me on the butt. "Remember that you asked us to help you find an outfit to blow his mind. What's the point if he can't see the goods ?"
"Alright, alright !" I admit defeat.
"We want to see what gift you're going to give him." Malia urges me.
I can already imagine Scott when he'll see Malia in her purple dress and her wavy hair. I take out of the inside pocket of my coat, a black box. Immediately, three gasps of surprise sound.
"Don't tell me that…"
"Nope !" I cut Lydia off before she says something stupid. "I told you it will be up to Derek to propose to me."
I open the box and show them its contents.
"Are these real rubies ?" Malia asks.
"Yup !" I nod before closing the box and putting it back in my jacket. "I had the date of our first kiss engraved, and also the first time we said I love you."
"Awe !" they say at the same time.
"How cute you are, Stiles !" Allison tells me.
"I just want to prove to him that I love him and that it is very serious, for me." I say, shrugging my shoulders.
"Stiles, it's very serious for him too." Malia assures me. "He's different when he's with you. Just watch it carefully. When you're in the same room as him, and when you're not."
"I hope you have no doubts ?" Lydia asks me.
"It happens." I admit, a little ashamed to doubt Derek's love for me. "I know it doesn't make sense, but him and I are so different."
"That's what makes it work." Allison assures me. "Derek needs you as much as you need him. Just the fact that he agreed to come to Lydia's party when you are going to celebrate your anniversary proves that he is ready for anything for you."
"Speaking of your anniversary…"
Lydia claps her hands several times, and goes to her dressing room before coming out with a square, black box, a little too big for my taste, and she puts it on the bed.
"A small present from the three of us." She points to herself, Allison and Malia. "It will be to spice up your night to come."
"What makes you think we need…"
"Shhh, no more words !" Lydia cuts me off. "Open this box !"
I open the box. I can not believe it. What is wrong with them ?
"What makes you think we need all this stuff with Derek ?" I ask.
"Are you going to make me believe that Derek never tied you up while you were getting laid ?" Lydia raises her eyebrows. "Or that he never blindfolded you ?"
"We've only been sleeping together for two months." I remind him. "And yes, we may have done things before, but we don't need all that."
"Stiles, honey…" Allison pulls me down on the bed. "Be honest with us, and tell us that you never once thought of letting yourself be tied to the bed ? You have fantasies, I'm sure. We all have them."
I bite my lip. Yes, fantasies about Derek, I have heaps of them. Allison smiles at me.
"It's normal to want it." she reassures me. "And the three of us are sure that Derek will want to use this with you. And you don't have to use all of this tonight, okay ?"
"OK ! I" slam the box shut. "Sorry, but I'm starting to have a little too salacious images in my head. Thank you girls !"
With that, we all four go down to the ground floor. The furniture in the living room has been pushed to create a space big enough to dance. The table was covered with all kinds of food and drink. I check the time on my phone. Only a quarter of an hour remains before the rest of the pack arrives. Lydia puts on some music, and Allison pulls me in and the four of us ended up dancing to South of the Border. I love these girls. I take Malia's hands in mine and spin her around so her back is against my chest, and we dance. Blank Space then erupts from the stereo speakers, and I spin and dance the girls one after the other, and we burst out laughing throughout the song, when a clearing of the throat makes us turn around towards the living room entrance.
"Hey, there you are !" Malia said, smiling as she and I danced.
"Sorry, we started the party without you." Allison told them.
"We see that !" Isaac said.
I can see, poor thing, he's struggling to keep his cool. It's the same for Scott and Aiden. It must be said that the girls look hot in their dress. The song ends, and the three of them kiss me on the cheek. I fall back on the sofa, overdoing it a bit, and I purposely fell in love with these crazy people I adore. We burst out laughing together.
"Okay, aren't we disturbing you ?" growls Derek's voice.
I share a knowing smile with my sisters, who end up finding their respective boyfriends. The music changes. Ah, a quieter song. I take the opportunity to look at my man, who is wearing the leather jacket I gave him for Christmas. I'm hot, that's it, and it has nothing to do with the fact that I just spent more than five minutes fidgeting on the dance floor. The leather on Derek has an effect on me that could be compared to a volcanic eruption. I get up from the couch to meet him, but he's in front of me before I can even take a step.
"You have fun when I'm not around." he told me, gripping my hips to press me against him.
"Yes !" I say wrapping my arms around his neck. "And in addition we tell each other all our couples little secrets of."
He arches an eyebrow, not smiling. No, even his smiles are meant for me. I kiss him on the cheek and I bring my mouth to his ear to whisper to him as low as possible, knowing that he will hear my words perfectly :
"Take off your jacket, because I might not last until eleven."
I feel him smile in my neck, but he takes off his leather jacket. Well, I think I can last three short hours.
"You're hungry ?" I ask him. He shrugs his shoulders furtively. "I 'll be right back !"
I kiss him, and I see Malia hold out her hand to me, which I take and she leads me to the table where there is food. I take a plate and I fill it with chips and pieces of pizza and I take a can of Pepsi. Allison walks up to me and whispers in my ear :
"Derek don't take his eyes off you."
As if I hadn't felt his gaze on me all along. With a knowing smile, because we both know that these jeans are intended to drive Derek crazy, I place a kiss on Allison's cheek.
"Hey…" Isaac says. "Can you stop kissing my girlfriend ?"
"Why would I do that ?" I reply with a smile.
Before joining Derek, I pass by Lydia and Malia, and I kiss them on the cheek.
"What don't you go kiss your boyfriend rather than our girls ?" Scott tells me.
"Party killers." I sigh as I go to sit next to Derek. "It's not like I kissed them on the mouth."
"It has already happened, tho !" Lydia said.
"What ?" Aiden chokes. "You two kissed ?"
"When was it ?" I say looking at Lydia. "Four, five years ago ? And it lasted three seconds. It was as if I had kissed my mother or my sister."
"I still don't like it." Aiden said.
I roll my eyes and decide to ignore this jealous wolf and turn to Derek, who looks at me as if he's hearing this anecdote for the first time. In fact, it is. He remains stoic, does not betray anything for others, but when his arm wraps around my shoulders, I immediately understand that it is not over. We would talk about that later. I shrug my shoulders, without the slightest concern. I didn't know Derek yet, when I first kissed Lydia, so his jealousy he can put it where I think. Anyway, I like when Derek is jealous. I take a piece of pizza and bite into it. Hmm, I was hungry. The music does not stop, and each couple ends up sitting down, whether on a chair, the sofas, or even on the carpet like Jackson and Ethan.
"I still find it hard to believe that you have been together for a year." Jackson told Derek and me.
"Why ?" I ask, as I feel Grumpy stiffen against me. "Because we're different and I can't shut up for more than thirty seconds ?"
"Well, yes !" Jackson said.
Derek growls, and the wolves present have a little jump that I recognize. I can't see it, but Derek must have flashed his ruby eyes. This is a question that I also ask myself from time to time, but I pretend that this retort does not reach me.
"He knows how to shut me up." I reply, a smile on my face. "Not that he minds when I open my mouth."
My little joke gets ews from the boys, and my beloved sisters burst out laughing.
"Next time, you'll shut it up." Ethan told his boyfriend.
The case of my love life with Derek closed, Lydia turns up the music and comes over to me with outstretched hands. I quickly grab them and she pulls me off the couch. Lady Gaga's voice is heard. The boys remain seated. None of them bother to come and dance. Pffft ! I know that's not Derek's type, and I don't mind, but for the others, too bad for them. I let Lydia go to get Allison and Malia, who follow me despite Scott and Isaac's protests. They all three get rid of their high heels, and we dance. I make them turn each in turn, as before. Lady Gaga is replaced by Girls Like You, by Maroon 5. I grab Allison and pull her over to me before knocking her back, causing her to laugh. Not one of these morons gets up. I glance at Derek, and if his face doesn't express anything, he doesn't take his eyes off me. I see a slight stretch on his mouth, but slight. Even if he doesn't dance, he doesn't prevent me from doing the same with the girls. He knows that I love them, but they are like the sisters I never had.
We dance for a good ten more minutes, before Lydia puts on slower songs. I find Derek, but instead of sitting next to him, I sit on top of him. Oh, he has a slight problem in his pants. If we had been alone, I would have already rubbed against him. Malia passes near us with a cup filled with chocolate balls, which she gives me. Allison brings me a bottle of water.
"Thank you girls !"
"No, thank you for dancing with us." Lydia, who had found Aiden, told me. "At least we can count on you."
"Are you sure you don't want to stay till midnight ?" Allison asks me.
"Nope !" Derek answers for me. "We will have other things to do."
His arms wrap around me, as if to keep me from moving away. I swallow a chocolate, holding myself back from laughing, and I see the girls who are also holding back. Allison smiles, and I decide to add a little more to annoy the boys.
"Besides, if we stay I risk kissing the girls on the mouth so…"
"What ?" Scott says.
"Not even in dreams !" Isaac replies.
"Do this and…" Aiden starts to say, but Derek cuts him off in a hoarse, menacing voice.
"I dare you to finish this sentence !"
Aiden gulped.
"Even I understood that Stiles was joking." Jackson said. "Seriously guys, relax a bit."
"Who told you I was joking ?" I add, aware that I am doing a little too much.
"And who says we don't want a little kiss from Stiles to celebrate the happy new year ?" Allison adds.
"Alli, it won't happen." Isaac told him.
"OK, let's go ?" Derek asks me.
"It's only 10:30" Scott tells us.
"Yes, but we stayed long enough." Derek says, getting up from the couch, and me with him. "I know I promised to stay until eleven, but I'm this close to making a killing."
I turn to the girls.
"I'd make it up to you." I promised them.
"You'd better." Lydia tells me.
I follow her to her room to retrieve my jacket. I check that the box is in my pocket, before taking the box containing the… stuff offered by the girls.
"Remember…" she told me. "There is no shame in fulfilling your fantasies."
"And I guess you're going to want all the details." I say, taking the box.
She smiled at me, which says it all. Derek is waiting for me at the door. As I pass by the living room, I blow a kiss to Malia and Allison, who hop over to kiss me on the cheek.
"Have fun !" Malia tells me.
"I fully intend to."
"Stiles !" Derek urges me.
"I'm coming, Grumpy !"
I put the box in the backseat of the Camaro before getting into the passenger seat. The loft is quite a distance from Lydia's house. At least thirty minutes, and with the snow, it might take a little longer. What does it matter ! I'm with Derek, so time doesn't matter.
"What is this box ?" he asks me, as he drives off.
"A gift from the girls, for both of us." I reply, feeling myself blush at the memories of what's in the box.
"What's in there ?" he asks again.
"Better wait until we're home to tell you." God he would be able to stop in the middle of the road. "Trust me !"
Derek doesn't insist, and takes my hand in his the rest of the way.
"I'm sorry we left so early." he says to me, once parked. "You had fun with the girls."
"I knew you wouldn't last until eleven." I am watching him. "Jackson just needs to be in the same room as us to make you want to run away from ripping his head off. I'd make it up to the girls."
I unbuckle my seat belt and get out of the car. Damn it's cold ! I pick up the box. My heart races just thinking about what's inside. In the elevator, or rather the lift, who cares, I let out a yawn despite myself.
"You're not going to fall asleep, are you ?" Derek told me, stepping into the loft.
"Nope !" I go and put the box on the table, and I take off my jacket. "It's more of a bored yawn."
"Bored ?" Derek repeats, hugging me. "We should celebrate our anniversary earlier, then."
There, he slips his hands into the back pockets of my jeans and pinches my ass.
"Do you have any idea what those jeans did to me all night ?"
"Given that was the intended purpose when I bought it, yes, I suspect what happened in your pants." I cling to him. "But don't tear it up."
"What's in that box ?" he wants to know.
"The contents of the box can wait." I say, lowering my hands to his belly. I undo the belt and lower the zipper of his jeans. "I'm not saying no to a trailer."
I put my mouth against his, and it doesn't take much for him to release his hands from my butt to cover my face and make the kiss wilder.
"Let's not wait for midnight !" I moaned into the kiss.
He growls in approval. I drop to my knees and pull down Derek's jeans. Obviously, this guy doesn't know boxers or underpants. He has them, but he hardly ever wears them. Tonight, he's commando. He's already hard as a rock. It will be fast, even if I try to make the pleasure last. Oh and fuck it ! We will have all night, and all day. I gulp him down entirely, and only a few seconds pass before Derek picks me up to give a monstrous kiss. Taking my breath away. His hands are busy undoing my jeans, and he lowers them to my ankles with my boxers before turning me back to the table. Instinctively, I grab the ledges and let out a curse as Derek enters me a bit before exiting. He starts again to make me languish and comes out again. We've had so much sex these past few days, including before I went to Lydia's, that I don't need any preparation, and he knows it perfectly well, but he likes to make me languish. His tongue licks my earlobe, driving me crazy.
"Take your shirt off or I'll rip it off !" he orders, growling.
With trembling fingers, because I'm on the verge of implosion, I unbutton my shirt. I throw it on the floor, and he takes possession of me as soon as I grab the edges of the table again. He comes and goes inside me, holding my hips firmly in his hands. His body molds to mine, and I take the opportunity to turn my head towards him. He captures my mouth without stopping his penetrations, and my orgasm dies in the kiss we share.
Lying in bed after a calmer – but just as good – second round in the shower, as Derek went to get us some water, I grab my phone, filled with happy new year messages from the pack, as well as of my father. It's past midnight. I text them back in a group message, then turn off my cell phone as Derek comes to sit next to me, completely naked. He hands me the bottle of water, already well under way. I drink the rest in one go. Once empty, I put it on the nightstand, straighten up and sit on Derek.
"It's past midnight." I say, resting my hands on his shoulders. "Happy New Year, Derek."
"And happy anniversary." he adds, his hands sliding on my hips. "One year already !"
"Yeah !"
I hide my weird sigh by kissing him. I can't stop Jackson's remarks from resurfacing. It's one thing to sometimes doubt yourself that what can happen to us is really true, it's another when the remark comes from outside.
"Stiles, what's wrong ?" Shit, Derek must be feeling doubtful. Damn werewolf and their heightened senses. "Why are you sad ? What's the matter ?"
"Nothing, nothing ! " I lie.
"Stiles !" he growls.
"It annoys me that I can't lie to you." I reply, before sitting down normally on the mattress. "Maybe we shouldn't have gone to Lydia's party."
"Why ?" Derek insists. "Is it because of what Jackson said ?"
My heart skips a beat. I didn't show or feel anything when Jackson said he had a hard time believing Derek and I were still together. I managed not to betray myself, but here it is. Now that I'm alone with Derek, I can't hide anything. I can pretend when we're all together, but not when I'm with him. With the girls, it's a different story. They are the ones who support me the most, and the ones I confided in for weeks about my attraction to Derek.
"Yeah, it's because of what Jackson said." I say, avoiding looking at Derek. "But I didn't need that to…"
"Doubting us ?" he finishes for me.
I swallowed. I'm sorry for doubting Derek's love for me, but it's stronger than me. He's a born werewolf, and an Alpha. And I am just a hyperactive human unable to be silent for more than two minutes.
"Sometimes I think it's too good to be true." Might as well unpack all the negatives feelings. "I tell myself that it will eventually stop, and that you will choose a woman capable of giving you children."
I bite my tongue to stop myself from telling more bullshit. Bullshit I think about anyway. That's right… Derek is an Alpha, a Hale, and to preserve the bloddline then the best for him would be to… He starts growling so loudly that my negative thoughts are bypassed. A second later, I'm lying on the bed, Derek's red Alpha eyes piercing me. Oh oh, he's not happy !
"How can you think that I will end up leaving you ?" he growls.
He doesn't scream, and that's even more alarming. I'm not afraid of him, but right now I don't know what to feel.
"I… I don't know." I say, unable to meet his gaze.
"Hey, no, Stiles, look at me !" His hand cups my face and "forces" me to look at him. His features soften, and his eyes return to normal. "I don't want anyone but you, Stiles. Forget what Jackson or the others may think. Believe what I feel. You are everything I want, Stiles."
"But, you will never have children of your own, staying with me."
I bite my tongue. Damn, what's wrong with me ? I'm ruining our anniversary.
"We can adopt, Stiles, but we don't have to think about that right now." he told me. "You're still in high school, and you're going to college. I'm not going anywhere, and I'm definitely not going to leave you to have kids with someone else. I love you, and I'm not the only one who chose you."
There, he flashes his Alpha eyes, and I understand that he is talking about his alter-ego.
"I… I'm sorry, Derek. I don't doubt you, but me." I confess. "Sometimes I think you're going to end up opening your eyes and…"
He kisses me to shut me up. He does it often, especially when I talk nonsense. Apparently that is the case right now. I don't know why I became so apprehensive about the evolution of our relationship. Derek ends the kiss, and leaves the bed.
"I have something to show you !"
He goes to rummage in a piece of furniture, and spreads out a large sheet in front of me. Plans.
"Derek, what is this ?" I ask. "I can see that these are plans for a house, but…"
"Not just any house." He waits for me to turn my head towards him to continue. "You know I bought the land for my old house."
"Yeah, you didn't want anyone or the city to destroy it." I say, shaking my head.
"Well, when the winter is over, the old house will be destroyed, and I will have a new one built." he tells me. "A bigger. For the pack." He cups my cheek. "For us."
"Us ? You mean you and me ?"
To say I'm taken aback is an understatement.
"Yes, with you." He kisses me. "I want to bring the pack together in one place. I know you'll be in college next year, but you'll have a place to hang out when you come back for the holidays, or the weekends, without having to…"
"Bearing our parents ?" I finish for him.
He does not contradict me. Damn, how could I doubt him ? Ah yes, how could I tell him that I wouldn't leave Beacon Hills after high school ?
"Is this your way of telling me that you want us to live together after high school ?"
"And even before ?" I'm confused there. "Stiles, come live with me in the loft. I know that your studies are important, especially for your father, and if necessary I will promise him that…"
It's my turn to kiss him to shut him up, and leave him speechless.
"If I say yes, you will never get rid of me." I warn him. "And you will have to put up with my delusions, let me play video games, watch movies and…"
And there you go, he takes over. His mouth against mine, the plans for the pack's future home flutter to the ground, and I find myself trapped under Derek's body.
"Just say you agree to live with me, Stiles."
"I don't know." In fact, I do, but I have the right to play with his nerves a little bit. "You said it, my studies are very important, and I don't know if I'll be able to concentrate if I have to stay with you all the time."
He growls. Not out of frustration, no, but because he knows I'm having fun with him.
"Stiles !"
I burst out laughing.
"Sorry but, if you could see your face right now."
"Stop messing with me." he growls. "It's not funny."
"Oh yes, it is !" I calm down and wrap my arms and legs around him. "Yes, Derek Hale, I agree to live with you in this undecorated loft with a great shower. Does that mean pack meetings are going to be here now ?"
"I would prefer not." Derek said. "Actually, you don't need to bring all your stuff here. Just the necessary. But meetings with the pack will continue to take place at your house. You're the Alpha's mate, after all."
"Which means I can kill anyone drooling over you ?" I ask, smirking. "Ah, crap, I don't hit girls."
"I'm sure you'll be able to fend off all my suitors." he replies.
"Is that my gift ?" I ask, pointing to the plans that have landed on the ground. "The future home, you who ask me to live with youWe didn't really talk about getting anything for our anniversary, even though I did buy something. Something that's always in my jacket pocket. In fact, I don't expect much from Derek. He already gave me what I wanted.
"Tell me what you want, and you will have it." he told me.
"Just tell me that you love me, and that you will never hurt me."
"I love you, and I would rather swallow Aconite than hurt you." he told me. "And if that were to happen, which it never will, I would have a Banshee, a hunter and my cousin on my ass to make me pay for it. Counting your dad shooting me with silver bullets."
"Yeah, that sums it up pretty well !" I nod before pulling him towards me to kiss him. "I love you too."
He relaxes, and I take the opportunity to reverse our places in order to get out of bed.
"Come back !" he growls.
I retrieve the box from the inside pocket of my jacket, and after reflection, I take the girls' gift. Hell, I'm blushing at the mere thought of what's inside. I go back to bed. I put the big box aside before I sit on the bed.
"You're blushing, and you're embarrassed." remarks Derek. "Why ?"
"Uh, is there a way you can stop using your superpowers when I feel something ?" I ask. He arches his eyebrows. Ok, I get it. The answer is no. "Here ! Happy anniversary."
I put the box between us.
"No, it's not a proposal." I reassure him. "It will be up to you to do it."
"Oh really ?" he laughs. "And why would it be up to me ?"
"Because you're the oldest." I tell him. "And because it makes me laugh to know that you will have to ask my father's blessing."
"You are really mean sometimes !" he told me.
"You only realize that now ?" I smile. "Open the box !" I order him. New arched eyebrow. "What ? I have to learn to give orders, right ?"
Derek chuckles, but doesn't say anything. He takes the box, opens it, and his smile disappears. I swallow, because I'm scared he doesn't like it. He looks up at me, and I can't quite tell how he feels. The gift is a gold signet ring, stamped with an H set with two tiny rubies near the handles of the ring. On the outside of the ring, I had the date of our first kiss engraved, namely January 1st of last year. Inside, I engraved the day we said I love you for the first time. It was March 4th of last year.
"Say it right away if you don't like it."
"Wh- what ?" He looks at me like I've lost my mind. That may be the case. "Stiles, it's gorgeous, but you're completely nuts."
"Yeah, I get told that all the time." I say, nervously scratching the back of my neck. "I just wanted you to know that for me, this is serious. I could never love anyone but you I…"
"Stop talking." he growls before kissing me. He pulls me to him, and a grunt escapes us as our sexes rub against each other. "How about we look at what's in that box ?"
"No…" I moan like a kid hiding in his neck. "I don't want you to see this."
"Why ?" he says. "Unless they hid a corpse inside, I don't see what can get you all upset."
"It's embarassing !"
It's true ! Derek closes the box, sets it on the nightstand by his side, and grabs the bigger box with one hand. The other surrounds me to prevent me from leaving. He lifts the lid, and unlike me, he's not at all fazed by what's inside. No, he's amused. He looks at me with a smirk.
"Don't say anything !" I beg him, looking away.
"Stiles, look at me." Shit ! I look at him. "You don't have to be embarrassed."
"But, these girls are like my sisters, and knowing that they think we need all that stuff in bed makes me uncomfortable." I confess to him.
"Forget for a minute that the girls bought all this just for the two of us." he told me. "Do you want to use them, or not ? I can put the box away just fine, and we don't talk about it anymore."
I bite my lip. It's true that it's surprising, and embarrassing, but Derek takes it so well, compared to me, that I end up thinking that it's not so embarrassing. The idea of being handcuffed to the bed, blindfolded and at Derek's mercy is quite intriguing. And exciting. Derek cracks a smile. He feels my desire, and not just because my erection is getting stronger.
"Okay you won. That's exciting." I finally admit, pointing to the box. "But your bed isn't suitable for using handcuffs, and we don't need that, not tonight. I don't need all those toys right now. We put them aside and, I don't know, we'll see later."
"Can we keep the blindfold ? And that ?" he asks me, taking out a transparent silicone sex toy.
"Okay, but just that."
I take the lube and the headband out of the box before closing it. I manage to free myself from Derek's arms and go to put the box back in the closet. Well, this time, we'll be able to move on and take advantage of being naked to do what I really want, but I've barely closed the wardrobe when I find myself tipped over Derek's shoulder. Damn werewolf and his damned ability to move quietly. He takes me back to bed, and his mouth devours mine as soon as he is lying down. It's always me underneath, and I don't mind that. Quite the contrary. Derek has never put up any resistance to switching places, but I don't have enough confidence in myself at that level to give him the pleasure he deserves. Maybe someday ?
"What are you thinking about ?" he asks me.
"Just you !" I grab his hair and press my mouth to his before switching places so I can straddle him. "I want to lick you all over."
"I'm all yours !" he told me.
He crosses his arms behind his head, leaving me in control. I straighten up. Sitting astride his gorgeous body, I rub my penis against his before leaning over to suck the skin under his chin. I feel his pulse beat against my lips as I reach that area, and I suck on it before biting it. Derek's pelvis heaves at the sensation, and our penises bump. I look up to see, with satisfaction, that Derek has closed his eyes and uncrossed his arms to grip the sheets. Happy with me, I keep going. I trace a line of kisses on his chest, and play with his nipples for long, long minutes. I lick them, nibble them, suck them, then I leave them and go down on his abs. There, I still use my tongue to trace each line several times. A tailor-made body, and I'm the only one to enjoy it. I plunge the tip of my tongue into his navel, causing Derek to groan. I go lower. I massage his testicles while licking his full length member. I take it in my hand and then in my mouth. Derek mumbles my name. He knows how to drive me crazy, but I know how to drive him crazy. When I feel a slight warm tear on my tongue, I pull myself up to sit on top of him. I don't want him to cum right away. My hands resting on his shoulders, I lean in to kiss him.
"Stiles, you know you can…"
"Not ready yet !"
I sit up, take him in my hand to slip on him. Derek's hands grip my hips and support me as I straddle him. He sits down to be at my height, and our mouths close to each other
"I won't last long." he totells ld me, his arms wrapped around me.
So I rock into his neck and lick his pulse. He blocks me from any movement and gives a powerful thrust that makes me jump and come very hard. Derek lays down and pulls me in with him as he recovers from his own orgasm, which I feel gently flowing in and out of me. The minutes pass, the time for us to catch our breath. Derek holds me against him, my head nestled comfortably in his neck. Even after sex, he smells divine.
"Stiles ?"
"Hum ?"
Why does he want to talk ? I feel so good like this.
"Why didn't you go all the way ?" he asks me. "I wouldn't have stopped you."
"I know, but I don't know if I'll be able to give you back everything you give me." I kiss his skin and stand up to see him better. "It freaks me out that I can't do you any good."
"Stiles, this is not a competition. He takes my chin in his hand and pulls my mouth to his. "And I'll let you know…" He kisses me. "...that you're so good at..." He bites my lip. "…make me feel good. When you feel like trying, I won't stop you."
Morning of January 1st !
Um, I woke up to Derek's hands caressing me. Back to him, I let myself go to his hand that slides over, then between my ass. A simple word, a simple no, and he will go no further. But I don't want to tell him no. I like the way he wakes me up. With my left hand, I grab his erect penis and jerk him off for a few seconds. He understands that I want it as much as he does. He doesn't need to prepare me. We made love a lot last night, and he enters me without worry. He makes us cum in just a few minutes. We stay entwined, his cock still inside me.
"Maybe we should get up." I say, not really feeling the urge to get out of this bed.
"Say it again, but with a little more conviction." Derek told me, biting my ear.
"However, we will have to eat." And my stomach rumbles to support my words. "You see ?"
"Shower ?" he proposes.
"Oh yes !"
In the shower, I have to restrain myself from jumping on him. Derek in the shower is a sight I never tire of. He must feel my inner struggle because he smiles at me. I'm the first to get out of the cabin, because if I stay a minute longer… Argh ! I towel dry myself, when Derek's naked body clings to my back. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my neck.
"Pancakes ?" he whispers in my ear.
"Oh yes !" I turn around in his arms. "I am so hungry."
He gives me a stunning kiss, and leaves the bathroom, leaving me speechless. I pull myself together, dry off and get dressed with a simple jog. Derek has already started the pancake batter when I go into the kitchen.
"A hand ?" I offer, but I already know his answer.
"Nope !" He takes advantage of me walking past him to pull me into his arms to steal a kiss. "Put your ass on a chair, and let me take care of you."
"As you wish, Alpha !"
Yeah I play with his nerves like he plays with mine. So I sit down with my elbows on the table and watch Derek cook. He wears boxers. Yes, he only wears it when we stay home and have to get out of bed to eat. Otherwise, he hardly ever wears one. When he puts a plate of chocolate chip pancakes on the table, I notice he's wearing the signet ring on his right ring finger. My heart misses a beat, maybe several. No no, I'm not going to have a panic attack. I'm just a little shaken to see him wearing it. Two red eyes anchor in mine, before lips seize mine. The frantic beats of my throbbing calms down.
"You're back with me." Derek tells me. "What happened to you ?"
"I… the ring." I simply say.
"Do you want me to take it off ?" he asks me.
"No !" I shake my head. "I was just surprised, that's all. I didn't think you would wear it."
"And why wouldn't I wear it ?" He pulls out a chair to sit across from me. "It's a gift and a promise from my mate. I'm proud to wear it, and I'll take care of it."
"Could you stop being romantic, like, five minutes ?" I ask. "You're confusing me a little too much."
"Would you rather I grunt and frown ?"
"Yes !" I answer.
He rolls his eyes and gets up from the chair to finish making breakfast. He comes back with two glasses of orange juice, then, he sits down, pulls my chair closer to his to lock me between his legs. There, he really gives me the beak.
"You think i'm two-year-old or what ?"
"Stiles, let me take care of you." he told me.
"Only if you beg me." I retort, smirking.
"In your dreams !" he growls gently. His eyes turn red. "Open your mouth !"
He makes me eat, without forgetting to eat too, until the plate is empty, and our stomachs are full. I take a long swig of orange juice, and barely put my glass down when Derek hoists me astride his lap.
"Enough eaten ?" he asks.
"Yeah, thanks Grumpy !" He growls. I smile. "You have to get use to it. This nickname really fits you."
"Don't call me that in front of the pack. Ever." he warned me.
"Or else what ?" He growls again. To believe that it's the only thing he can do. "Are you going to tie me up and spank me ?"
"Don't tempt me !" he growls.
"Don't tell me something like that." I say, closing my arms around his neck. "Take me back to bed, please. I ate too much, and I want to hang out under the sheets with you. Let me rest for an hour or two before resuming the festivities."
Something that happens very rarely, he bursts out laughing, and it feels so good to hear.
"What am I going to do with you, Stiles ?" He doesn't give me time to respond and captures my lips as he stands up. "How about we play a little ?"
I find myself lying on my stomach, on the mattress, before I even saw it coming. Derek pulls my pants down and gives me a spanking that turns me on.
"If you move, I'll spank you again !" he warned me.
I'm tempted to disobey, but I remain stoic, quite curious about what he has in mind. A slight jump goes through me when I feel something a little cold and strange penetrate me. Oh shit !
"Tell me that's not what I think ?"
It's stronger than me, I moan with pleasure when the sex toy offered by the girls is pushed to the end. Derek spanks me again, and the feeling is indescribable. He pulls up my pants and turns me onto my back. Wow, that's... I squeeze my legs, even if it won't change much.
"Dare tell me you don't like it ?" Derek challenged me. By his smile, he knows that I know that I cannot say otherwise. "Let's go to bed !"
I pull myself onto the bed properly, and the slightest movement to sit up makes me moan. I bite my cheek and slip under the duvet. How am I going to manage to fall asleep with this in the...
"Are you okay ?" Derek asks.
"I'm fine !" I mumble between my teeth before lying down. "You want me to wake up excited, right ?"
Seeing no response, I look at him and my excitement skyrockets as he takes off his pants. I immediately turn my back on him, unsure of what I might do if I keep my eyes on him with this gadget inside me. Derek's body hugs mine, and I feel him smile against my neck.
"I hate you." I mumble, closing my eyes.
"You can take revenge whenever you want."
Oh yes, I would get revenge !
January 2nd !
After a morning in bed, Derek and I join the rest of the pack in a deserted park. With this cold… I join the girls, seated at a picnic table, while Derek parks his precious Camaro further away. The boys are passing each other with a ball further. I'm exhausted just looking at them. I sit next to Lydia.
"I thought Derek would keep you locked up longer." Lydia joked. "Did you like our little present ?"
"We haven't used anything yet, except for one thing, and I won't say more with the supernatural ears lying around." I say, pointing to the five morons away. "But I can tell you he loved my gift."
"You'd have to be crazy not to like it." Allison said. "And, if not, what was his gift to you ?"
"Well, he asked me to move into the loft." With Lydia to my right, I have to turn my head to see her reaction, but it's identical to Malia and Allison's. Round eyes and wide open mouth. "Get over it girls, plus I said yes."
"Wow, uh, wow !" Malia said shaking her head. "I would never have believed that from my cousin. He loves his space."
If only she knew what he has planned, my Alpha, but I keep it quiet because it is not my place to tell them.
"Talking about me ?"
My heart skips a beat, like every time Derek opens his mouth. His warm, hoarse and slightly threatening voice always causes me an emotional cataclysm.
"WATCH OUT !"
The ball flies over my head, but Derek catches it before I can get it in the face. When I see the contrite look of Jackson, I understand that it was he who threw the ball a little too hard. Derek returns the ball, but with a little too much force because Jackson is thrown backwards and falls to the ground trying to catch it. Derek kisses my neck before saying :
"I'll kick his ass, and I'll be right back."
He's already running before I could even stop him.
"Ooh, it's going to heat up !" I say feeling sorry for Jackson.
"Ooh…" Malia winces. I look at her, and I know that she listens to what is happening further. Too far for my human ears. "He gets scolded. Derek tells him to be more careful, and that in the future he better meddle in his own life rather than comment on you two because it hurt you."
Three pairs of eyes are fixed on me.
"Tell me Jackson's silly comments didn't ruin your anniversary !" Lydia tells me, her gaze becoming menacing.
"Just five minutes." I admit, without trying to lie because Malia would soon hear my lie. "But Derek reassured me and that's when he asked me to move into the loft. It's fine, girls, but if you want to make Jackson miserable, go for it."
The boys come towards us. Derek steps behind me and puts a hand on my shoulder, while Scott, Aiden and Isaac sit down next to their girlfriend. Ethan stands back, and Jackson doesn't dare look at me.
"Jackson !" Derek growls.
"I'm sorry !" Jackson said to me. "I'm sorry for… for almost hurting you with the ball and, uh, and for what I said the other night."
"Thank you, Jackson. I accept your apologies." I say putting my hand on Derek's, still on my shoulder. "Come on, let's start off on the right foot and movie and pizza night at my house tonight."
"You mean the loft, since you're moving in with Derek." Malia said.
"What ?" Scott chokes. "You're going to live with Derek ?"
"You've got a problem with that ?" Derek growls.
Scott shakes his head and returns his attention to Malia, who suppresses her urge to laugh very badly.
"No, pack meetings and parties will continue to be at my father's house." I say pulling Derek onto the bench so I can snuggle up to him. "Not sure you want to set foot in our house. Your sense of smell might take a hit."
Just like at the party, the boys wince and the girls burst out laughing. Derek is more discreet but I know he wants to laugh when he squeezes my thigh. Yeah, a new year that is shaping up to be even better than the last. I turn my head towards my wolf, and I don't give him time to escape and I kiss him. Right in front of the whole pack.
Happy anniversary and happy new year to us !
To be continued in The Beginning of our Lives !
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