Her Burden | Derek Hale

━ four | the training begins

I found myself pressed between him and the cold hard wall as his face hovered only inches away from mine. His hands were on my hips as he held me close to him into place. There was something about him that made me want to lose control. I rested my hands on his shoulders locking my dark brown eyes onto his hazel green once.

He automatically pressed himself closer to me trapping me against the wall and himself, my back arching as he did so resulting in a soft growl leaving his lips. A look of hesitate crossed his face and I didn't blame him after all he was a werewolf and I was a hunter

He squeezed my thighs harder as if he was trying to control himself. The look of hesitation washed away as he slowly lifted up my legs and wrapped them around his waist. And the next thing I knew was him leaning forward crashing his lips against mine. The kiss was full passion and lust as our bodies pressed together in a rhythmic dance.

He pulled me away from the wall and I clenched my legs around him to keep myself in place as he started walking us over to the king size bed. Pulling away from the kiss he slowly placed me down onto the bed before hovering over me. The silky material underneath me had a calming sensation across my body and I just looked up and stared at him. His eyes made contact with me once again as he stared at me with a look in his eyes that I couldn't place.

I took my hand placing it to the back of his head pulling him closer and capturing his lips upon mine. A groan left his lips as they melted into mine. Our lips were like puzzle pieces locking together. He slowly started moving his lips away from mine. He stopped and a displeasing moan left my lips until he kissed down my jawline until he reached my neck starting to suck on it softly.

A moan left my lips as I threw my head back in pleasure and I took a bundle of the duvet into my fist. My breathing started to quicken and my head started to cloud with the thoughts of the man above me. My body was on fire as the name of the man left my trembling lips.

"Derek."

I jerked awake from my dream as my phone's ringtone started to go off. A groan left my lips as I thought back to my dream or should say memory. I try to shake the thought out of my head. This is not happening. I thought to myself. After all this time I'm starting to dream about him now? Why?

I looked towards my nightstand seeing that my phone was still ringing. I quickly picked it up and looked at the time seeing that it was already 7:30 am and Chris caller ID flashing across the screen. I sat up right before pressing the answer button pulling the duvet up to my chin.

"Good Morning, Argent," I said groggily as I rub the sleep out of my eyes.

"Are you still sleeping?" He questioned, "You know it already 7:30 am"

"Yeah, yeah. I had a long night okay," I shot back as I got up from bed walking over to my closet getting my clothes out for the day, "How can I help you,"

"I need you to come to my house. I need to talk to you," he said all serious.

"Can't you talk over the phone? You know that is what they are made for right," I tried to lighten the mood he was giving off.

"No, we need to talk in person. See you soon," He said before hanging up.

"Bye, to you too," I said sarcastically rolling my eyes. I quickly got dressed in the clothes that I picked out, grabbing my bag and making my way downstairs.

When I got downstairs I saw that there was no one in the house and it was dead silent meaning mom already went to work and Scott to school. I quickly made my way towards the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the fruit tray on the counter and then grabbed my car keys and locked the front door before leaving the house.