"And what the hell is that supposed to mean?" Derek said, getting agitated.
"Exactly what I said, if I wanted him dead. He would be." Braeden told him.
The conversation started when Derek confronted Braeden after Peter left, about her telling Scott if the money was good, she'd kill him.
She came over to discuss business and now they were in a full blown, heated argument.
"You don't just go around telling kids, especially love struck, stressed out teenage alphas that you'll kill them if it benefits you." He said, harshly.
"Whatever Hale. Call me when you actually want to discuss business. You have my number." She said, grabbing her guns.
"We're not done here." He said, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Look. You knew what you were getting into when you found out that I was hired to save your sorry ass. I'm a mercenary." She said.
"Now...Like I said. You have my number." She added, heading towards the door.
"No. Don't walk away from me." He said grabbing her arm.
She tried snatching her arm away, and pulled out one of her guns. He growled when she held it to his head.
"Was that supposed to scare me?" She taunted, getting in his face.
"Is that supposed to scare me?" He taunted back, slowly removing her gun and removing the clip, tossing it and the gun itself aside..
Braeden cleared her throat, noticing that Derek's face was only inches away from hers.
"You're an asshole." She told him, looking into his hazel eyes.
"Feelings mutual sweetheart." He picked her up, by cupping the back of her thighs.
"And who told you, you could just touch me like that?" She questioned.
"Like this?" He snaked his hand and grabbed her ass.
"Yeah." She said, her breath shaky.
"You want me to stop?" He asked.
She didn't answer. She just continued to stare at him. Eyes full of both hate and lust.
"I didn't think so." He said pulling her back to him, kissing her neck.
She tilted her head back so he could have more access. Her hands at the bottom of his shirt, interrupting the kiss for only seconds so she could remove it.
She took off her top and bottoms, as well as his bottoms. Freeing his erection she got down on her knees and began working his shaft.
He hated being putty in her hands so he refused to moan. He decided to take control and hold her head, so he could control how much of him she took in her mouth.
She gagged on him and feeling the tip hit the back of her throat, he let out a low growl.
He fucked her mouth, releasing shortly after.
He pushed her on the ground and held her knees, pushing them apart.
Derek pulled her thong to the side and immediately went to licking her bundle of nerves.
Her back arched when he slid fingers in her core. He went harder and faster, just to see her reaction.
She squirted in his mouth, but hadn't came vaginally yet.
Right on the brink of her vaginal climax, he pulled his fingers out and quickly aligned himself with her entrance and pushed himself inside of her.
Derek picked Braeden up, still inside of her and began fucking her standing up, with his arms hooked to the back of her knees.
"Oh my Go-" She mumbled.
'Fuck you're so tight." He hissed.
He hit her G spot repeatedly, and feeling her clenched around him gave him a high he'd never been on before.
His mouth fell open and so did his eyes, they turned a fiery yet passionate golden yellow.
Her muscles relaxed, giving him time to quickly set her down so that she was facing the floor.
He picked her knees up and held her hips, sliding back inside her.
Derek's swollen manhood took her by surpise every time he entered her, even though she knew what to expect.
His paced quickened, and he fucked her center at the speed of light.
"FUCKING SHIT." She cried out in pain as he rammed her.
She could barely breathe when he went even faster.
"Der- Im- Cum-" She tried to say.
She let out several profanities when she released a creamy substance around his cock and he came soon after, howling in the process.
They both collaped on the floor, facing up and looking at the ceiling.
"That was...uh." Braeden started.
"Mind blowing." He finished, in awe.
She inched closer to him in an attempt to cuddle when he tensed up.
"What, you're still mad at me?" She questioned, hoping for a little mercy.
He pondered a bit and rolled over towards Braeden.
"Come here." He smirked, pulling her on him.
