Pregnant with a Sourwolf // Sterek mpreg

3. Mates?

Stiles's point of view

I couldn't believe my eyes, ears, anything. Derek Hale was kissing me. It felt like a dream. I could have never imagined that the guy would be this close to me.

"So, tell me about your feelings" Derek said between the kisses. I was still scared that was a cruel joke, but I knew that Scott would have told me about it. He had guessed about my feelings towards Derek, I could never hide anything from him.

"Simply, I love you. I know that this might come too soon, but it is how you feel" I said and it was my turn to get some color to my cheeks. I had expected a shocked reaction from the older man, but instead, he just smiled the biggest smile I had ever seen on him. 

"I'm glad to hear that. I love you too mate" he just said, gently smiling at me again. I can imagine that my face was something to see at that moment, I was utterly shocked when I heard the word mate. I knew that it was really hard for werewolves to find their mates nowadays, and if they did, they usually couldn't resist being away from them. I couldn't understand why he hadn't told me sooner, it must have been really hard to be away from me. Yes I know, me being the fabulous me I am!

"I'm sorry about not telling you this before. You were too young at the moment, I didn't want you to waste your whole life with someone like me, someone this broken. I wanted you to have a normal life but at the same time, I was always scared that you would find someone that made you happy. Someone other than me"

"Sometimes I don't know why I put up with you Derek Hale. You can be a piece of work, and usually you are! I have always felt this way about you, I've just been too scared to tell you, with the whole 'I'm gonna rip your throat with my teet' thing going on. We could have been kissing... and doing everything for ages now!" I shouted, a little bit frustrated, both mentally and sexually. His face turned and he sniffed the air, as if he could smell my emotions. Which of course, he could.

(*WARNING: A LITTLE BIT OF SMUT AHEAD, IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ IT, JUST SKIP TO THE NEXT CHAPTER, THERE IS NO PLOT ANYMORE, JUST SOME SEXYTIMES ;))

This time, he kissed me with much more passion. We had waited for each other  touches for ages and we didn't want to wait a second longer. I was trying to pull my shirt off, but I was too slow in Derek's opinion apparently, as he used his claws to cut my shirt in half. What an impantient man.

Derek was starting to kiss my neck, leaving visible hickies in the places everyone would notice them. I tried to do the same with Derek, with failing of course, I couldn't leave a mark to him because of his supernatural healing. Although Derek didn't seem to mind me kissing his neck, since the moans that left his mouth were pure ecstasy. 

"Stiles, are you sure that you want to do this. We don't need to hurry" he asked and I almost started laughing. 

"You idiot, I have dreamed and fantazied about this for years, of course I want this. One more day of waiting and I would go absolutely crazy!" I laughed as he picked me up and started to carry me back to the loft. 

We got some shocked looks as we stepped inside, but in the moment, I didn't even mind it. 

"Everyone out, now!" Derek shouted with his alpha eyes and the pack left in seconds. As if they wouldn't have when they would have noticed what was happening between us. We didn't even mind going to the bedroom, Derek just gently dropped me to the couch and started kissing me once again.

And let's just say, Derek had to buy a new couch after the night, it was absolutely wrecked. And so was I!