I know its short the next chapter will be better.
Chapter 10
Stiles pov
I opened my eyes and turned to see Derek asleep, I smirked and straddled him. I leaned down and kissed the crook of his neck, my breath washing over his skin. I felt Derek shift under me, I nibbled at his earlobe. I nuzzled against his neck then I playfully bit him on the neck.
Derek growled and suddenly I was under him and he was baring his teeth, his eyes red. I yelped and tried to push him off.
“Derek, you’re hurting me,” I said as he was crushing my upperarms.
“Huh,” Derek eyes faded to his usual color. “Stiles, I’m sorry,” he said getting off of me.
“What the hell happened?” I snapped.
“You never, never bite me on the neck while I am either sleeping or distracted, you biting my neck is like you challenge me for the Alpha title.”
Derek hugged me close, “Sorry.”
“Its okay,” I said getting up.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“Kitchen, I’m hungry,”
“I can make you something to eat,” He offered.
“Okay if you can get off your butt,” I giggled and bolted out of the room.
Derek quickly followed and tackled me in the kitchen. I yelped and giggles kisses his lips once.
“Seriously I am hungry, feed me,” I said sitting down on the chair.
Derek chucked and proceeded to fix me something to eat. I stared at him, more specifically his back, how the muscles just flows with his movements.
“When did you first shift?” I asked.
“When I hit puberty,” Derek said cracking the eggs.
“Do you like being a werewolf?”
“It has its perks, it’s all I can say about it.”
“Is the shift hard and does it hurt?”
“At little, but its more that you feel extreme uncomfortable and there is one minute pain and that is it.”
“Oh.”
I walked up and held him close.
“Am I your mate?” I asked softly.
Derek stirred the pan making scrambled eggs. “Yes you are.”
I smirked then let out a loud purr and licked his neck before biting his ear.
Derek moaned, “Stiles stop that I am cooking. You are like a puppy that bites on older dog’s ears.”
“Derek, I am a puppy, arf,” I mimic a bark and nibbled his ear.
“Bad puppy,” Derek fake scolded me. “Now sit so I can hand you the breakfast.”
“Arf,” and I spun around twice before sitting at the table.
Derek roll his eyes and placed a pile of scrambled eggs and bacon in front of me.
I literally wolfed down that entire plate within minutes.
“Damn,” Derek said when I snatched a bacon off his plate.
“Heehee,” I chuckled and looked at him
“What?” Derek asked.
I leaned to him and kisses his lips, “Thanks,” I smiled.
