Chapter 41

Warning! SMUT!

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Stiles could listen to Derek talk like this the whole day. Derek is already rock hard. His cock swollen and ready, the tip perfectly pink and Stiles really wants to taste Derek.

He licks from the base of Derek's dick to the tip before placing openmouthed kisses on the entire length. Derek is trembling beneath him, straining to hold on. Or so Stiles thinks.

Stiles takes Derek in his mouth and groans in appreciation from finally after all those years of wanting this, to have this. He takes Derek as deep as he can. He chokes a little but breaths through his nose to go even further. Not wanting to give up on a challenge.

He bobs his head a couple of times before deepthroating Derek again. Derek arches of the bed again, cursing while doing so. His hands are now in Stiles's hair, twisting it and holding his head in place while Derek starts to fuck in his mouth.

Stiles is loving it and moans around Derek's cock. Not wanting to stop at all, but wanting so much more at the same time.

''Stiles - Jesus - fuck! Your mouth is fucking amazing.'' Derek says in awe, and Stiles can't help it and pulls off.

''Only my mouth? Because I'm pretty sure I'm not done with you after this. I'm planning on doing so many other things.'' Stiles says with a smirk before taking Derek back in his mouth again.

Derek lets out a moan and throws his head back against the mattress.

''God Stiles, you can't say shit like that, I'm going to-''

''Come for me, for your Alpha,'' Stiles says while red is bleeding into his eyes. He claims Derek's cock again, and that's all Derek needed before coming into Stiles's throat.

Derek is panting on the mattress and doesn't seem to feel it even when Stiles gets up and gets out of his own jeans and boxers before he walks to the nightstand and gets out the lube he has been smelling since entering the bedroom.

Stiles kisses Derek slowly while caressing his face.

''Turn around, babe, I meant what I said, I'm not done with you just yet.''

Derek turns around immediately like it was a command instead of a request. Stiles can't get over Derek's ass, it's amazing. He slaps one cheek earning a startled yelp from Derek.

Derek looks gorgeous like this, and Stiles just want this moment to last forever. It probably is going to, because this night is not one to forget ever.

''Stiles- please- I need you,'' Derek says, and Stiles realizes he has been staring at Derek's naked form for a while. He shakes himself for a moment and settles himself in between Derek's legs again.

He grabs Derek's ass cheeks and pulls them apart a little, there he sees his prize. Stiles seriously loves to give oral, so it's no surprise that he latches onto Derek's rim with his mouth to give all the pleasure he can to Derek.

Derek makes impatient noises, urging Stiles on, but Stiles isn't going to. He wants to take his time by taking Derek apart before taking Derek like his wolf wants him to. Claiming him as his mate.

''Please, please, please, please, Stiles! Alpha!'' Derek says after a couple of moments, and Stiles almost loses control right then and there.

''Fuck Derek, I'm going to make it so good for you. And after you're mine . My mate .'' Stiles gasps out before pouring lube on his fingers and pushing one finger in Derek while still rimming Derek's hole.

''More, please, Stiles, more!'' Derek gasps out. Stiles happily answers by adding a second finger. Derek is whithering against the mattress, and Stiles sees that there are claw marks on the bed.

Stiles feels extremely pleased with this. He feels his own eyes bleed red and a rumble in his chest that is purely approval. Stiles adds another finger and pumps them in and out of Derek, making the other man gasp, especially when Stiles finally finds that special spot inside Derek. Making him buck against the mattress.

''You look so good, Derek. So good for me, for your Alpha. All mine .''

''Yours, only yours! Please - Stiles! Please claim me!'' Derek moans while rolling his ass back against Stiles to take more of him.

Stiles groans and pulls his fingers out before putting lube on his cock and lining himself against Derek's hole. Then thinking better of it, he turns Derek around. Wanting to see the man he is going to keep forever.

Stiles claims Derek's lips again in a passionate kiss before slowly entering Derek, making the other man gasp. Stiles licks his way inside Derek's mouth until he bottoms out. He then is panting against Derek's shoulder, barely holding on but nog wanting it to be over just yet.

'' Stiles -'' Derek hisses, and Stiles knows what Derek needs. He can feel Derek's throbbing erection against his stomach, already ready to go again.

''I've got you, Sourwolf,'' Stiles whispers before starting to rock his hips. He then starts to thrust hard into Derek. Fast and wild, no holding back, they both want this, need this.

Derek is trembling beneath him, while Stiles is hitting his prostate again and again. Stiles sees that Derek is inching his hand down to his neglected cock, but Stiles bats his hand away.

''Derek. You close, love?'' Stiles croaks out, sounding completely wrecked, just how he feels. His trusts are becoming frantic, so close to his own release. Gasping with each trust because it feels so right.

Derek can only nodd and moan, and Stiles feels way too smug about that. His eyes are bleeding red, and he knows what is going to happen next.

He lets his fangs descent and places them on Derek's shoulder, still trusting relentlessly into Derek. Then when his own orgasm is almost at its peak, he bites down while he can feel Derek doing the same at Stiles's shoulder.

The bond snapping into place and the feeling of love, want, need overwhelms them both, and they both come with a shouting moan.

''Mine, mine, mine, mine,'' Stiles breathes against Derek's collarbone.

''Only yours, and you're mine,'' Derek replies breathlessly.

Stiles pulls back and kisses Derek hard, wanting to show his love how much he means to him. Their bond is singing with love, and Stiles finally feels like he is going to be okay. Together with Derek, he will be.