Amber Winter, a unknown supernatural creature, is running from the hunters that massacred her pack. When she stumbles into Beacon Hills, the twenty year old meets the Alpha and his not so friendly pack.
TEEN WOLF (S2)
OC x DEREK HALE
TW: Smut, not very graphic but it's still smut, if you're not comfortable with it skip this chapter.
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I was on my way to Derek. I didn't know why but I couldn't seem to stay away from the Alpha even tho I wanted to fight him yesterday.
The smartest move would be to forget about it and drink enough to forget about his existence, but I was never a big fan of good decisions.
Instead of waiting for him as a normal person would do, I went to the door of his loft to pick up his scent and then follow it. Like a dog.
I follow his scent to an unfinished building and decide to get in, not caring who's there with him. I get into the building and I can hear them fighting from the door.
"Does anyone wanna try not being completely predictable?" I hear Derek asking, clearly mad at the incompetence of his creations.
I can hear someone jump and then kissing sounds making me cringe and almost turn around and leave. Before I make up my mind I hear someone being thrown into the floor.
"That's the last time you do that." Derek tells to who I supposed was Erica.
"Why? Because I'm a beta or because of that chick Amber or whatever is her name?" Erica asks almost offended and then I heard another noise, she was probably thrown against another wall.
She deserved it.
"Because I have someone else in mind for you." Derek tells the girl.
"Are we done? I got about a hundred bones that need a few hours to heal." I hear Isaac.
"Come here..." Derek tells him and then I hear the sound of a bone breaking followed by a loud scream. "A hundred and one. You think I'm teaching you how to fight? Huh?" He argues. "Look at me! I'm teaching you how to survive!"
"If they wanted us dead why aren't they coming for us now? What are they waiting for?" Isaac asks Derek.
"I don't know. But they're planning something. And you, especially, know that's not our only problem." He replies. "Whatever that thing is that killed Isaac's father, I think it killed someone else last night. Until I find out what it is, you all need to learn everything that I know. As fast as I can teach you." He finishes and I can hear the three house dogs walking out making me hide, knowing that they're too useless to actually smell me.
I get into the room when I notice them leaving.
"You're an asshole," I say out loud not knowing where he was but still smelling his sent. "I thought it was only to me but apparently it's not."
He finally shows up and looks at me from up to down.
"Not killing you is being an asshole?"
"No, but taking me to the hospital so that I could see you almost fucking Erica in a morgue is."
"So you're jealous?" He gets closer to me smiling, putting his hand on my waist but I grab it twisting his arm. "Ouch!"
"You deserved that," I tell him as he gets his arm in place again.
I get close to him, grabbing the back of his neck and pushing him for a kiss. His hands immediately start running through my body, pushing me impossibly close to him. His lips start moving down to my jaw, and then to my neck, making me let out a quiet moan as his lips touch a particularly good spot.
I grab his face, bringing his mouth back to mine. My hands move as fast as they can under his shirt, taking it from his body. He does the same with mine, putting his hand on my neck as he pushes me against a wooden table that was laying around, laying me on top of it.
He takes the boots from my feet and comes straight to meet his lips on mine again in a passionate and lustful kiss. His hands quickly find the button of my jeats, undoing it and pushing them out of his way.
His lips run down my neck to my chest and then to my stomach as I rise my body asking him for more, instead of giving it to me, he puts his hand above my diaphragm and leaves it there, keeping me down, only letting me rise to take my black bra from my body.
I run my hands down his chest and find the button of his pants, undoing it as he takes his pants from the way.
His hands come to my breasts as he squeezes them tight. Soon enough, our underwear is out of the way. His hand runs down my body to where I needed him more, and not long after this, we're both riding our highs.
He pulls out and I try my best to catch my breath as he helps me up.
