Derek (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} surlier) wrote, |
He didn't miss that fresh burst of arousal, a hint of spice in all the sweet that was his mate's scent and his teeth closed around one pebbled nipple as he turned his head enough to watch his pack out of the corner of his eye.
Erica with her nails scratching up the back of Boyd's neck, cupping the back of his head and pulling his face into her breasts -- and Isaac with his hand around his cock, pale cheeks flushed.
He growled at Stiles's hands slid into his hair, gaze darting up to his mate's. Stiles wanted him to think about -- and of course he did. Already he tasted so fucking good that Derek barely wanted to keep his tongue out of him, but once he was pregnant, and after once he'd given birth, and milk would be coming out of the same nipples he was currently paying attention to --
Another growl rumbled out of his chest, the tip of his tongue flicking over the flesh captured between his teeth as he jerked forward. One more, he wanted one more, and with Stiles' warning, he knew he was going to get it. Both hands closed around his hips, holding his mate still as he worked his knot deeper into him.
It wouldn't take much more -- not with Stiles hot underneath him, moaning, and then he felt that clench of his muscles as he came and Derek snarled, body tensing from his thighs to his shoulders as he pushed as deep as he could go, knot throbbing as he came again.