Lost in lust -Derek Hale love story *finished*

Chapter 25

JUST TO METION THIS BEFORE THE CAPTER: if anyone is Interested in doing a type of Isaac Lahey fanfic I am 100% up for it and I would LOVE TO!!!(: my email is: tmaw99@hotmail.com and please get to me as soon as you can(:
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"COME ON GUYS! DO I NEED TO LIGHT A MATCH UNDER YOUR ASSES?!" I screamed as the guys ran back and forth across the field doing 'shuttle runs,' coach had a wedding to go to today so I was appointed head coach for the day! I saw Scott roll his eyes and I smirked, "GIVE ME SOME MORE ADDITUDE MCCALL! LET ME SHOW YOU WHAT HAPPENDS!" The team laughed and I smiled in satisfaction, earlier today the boys came up to me and told me they wanted to be treated like we had never met before and were just another person on the team. What ever you want boys. "OK!" I yelled and I blew my whistle, my way of telling the boys to come in gather around. I slightly crinkled my nose as the group of sweaty boys surrounded me, and the enhanced smelling only made it worst. "Ok, so I'm going to have you guys do a simple scrimmage! I want you on the same teams you were on for last scrimmage and you guys start as soon as you're all set up." I stepped back at sat on the bottom step of the bleachers as I watched the guys quickly put pennies on and get in their positions. I blew the whistle and they quickly started, I sighed and pulled open my phone; seeing a new message from Derek I smiled and I opened it:
"I love you." My smile stretched bigger and suddenly my phone 'pinged' again, it was also from Derek.
"Turn around." I squinted my eyebrows together an I turned around and I saw Derek leaning up against a tree with a brown bag. I quickly looked to the guys and saw they were all good before I quickly ran over to Derek,
"What are you doing here?" I asked happily, he shrugged his shoulders
"Bringing my girlfriend presents." He handed my the brown bag and I smiled as I opened it and pulled out a monster, a turkey sandwich, a kit-kat, and a stuffed wolf.
"Haha" I said sarcastically as I held up the wolf, he smirked at me and pulled me into a kiss. "I love it. So are you staying the whole practice?" He shook his head,
"No, but I figured it was 2 and you hadn't eaten yet and you wouldn't be home till around 4... An then the wolf looked really cute." He winked at me an I laughed and pecked his cheek,
"Well thank you. And you are defiantly scoring some points tonight." He grinned,
"Well my plan worked then." My mouth dropped open in shock and before I could say anything to him he was already in his car waving to me as he pulled out, I laughed and walked back over to the bleachers and I munched in my food.
"Go Greenberg!" I cheered as he made the shot into the goal, his side cheered and the other side huddled up to make a plan,
"Where did you get that?" I looked up and saw Isaac walking over to me, he picked up a water bottle and took a long drink from it. I grinned an I pulled out everything from the bag and showed it to him,
"From my lovely boyfriend!" He raised his eyebrows in surprise and smiled at me before turning back around and jogging back to his side of the field. I chewed on my sandwich as the game dragged on, and after about and hour it was all over and I was left to clean up the field.
Cleaning up was the worst part of the day. Scott, Stiles and Isaac never wait around so I'm all alone and my phone is usually almost dead so I can't play music if I want it to live through the car ride, so I would silently clean up and then make my way I to coaches office and fill out the daily sheets that would need to be done, after all this it would be around 4. As I made my way to the car I sensed someone behind me, I decided to play it cool and act like I didn't know they were there and casually look at them through the reflection through my window, but before I could do that they spoke up,
"I'm sorry." I froze, a cold chill ran down my spine and I closed my eyes and took a deep breath trying not to wolf out,
"Ethan. I don't want to hear it." I heard him sigh but I stayed with my back to him,
"Listen, I didn't-"
"Shut up!" I flung myself around an hand my hand wrapped around his neck and him bent over my car in a split second and had my teeth and claws at the ready. "Just. Shut. Up. I don't want to hear it." I threw him to the ground and I got in my car and slammed the door and took off as fast as I could, I drove for a little while before I came to a coffee shop and parked in the driveway. I sat for the longest time before I let my gaze drop down to the little stuffed wolf in my passenger seat, I smiled a little at it and picked it up, I sat its butt on my stealing wheel and I slouched down in my seat and I moved its paws around and made it dance, in a high pitched voice that I imagined the wolf to have I begun singing badly,
"Oh I'm just a wolf, and there ain't a shit you can do 'bout it! Yeah! Wicky-wicky wolf!" I sighed and tossed the wolf back into the passenger seat, "oh god... What am I doing with my life?" I ran my hands through my hair frustratedly before just hopping out of my car and going into the little shop and ordering a mocha and a cookie and walking back to my car; eating both on the way out.
When I finally got back to the apartment Derek was standing outside pacing back and forth,
"Oh no..." I whispered under my breath as I reluctantly got out of the car and made my way over to a pacing Derek,
"Where the hell were you?" He asked, but I could hear the worry in his voice so I knew he wasn't as mad as I thought he was.
"Sorry... I was thinking." Derek sighed and ran a hand through his hair,
"I wish you would talk to me Marc," I raised an eyebrow at him,
"What are you talking about? I DO talk to you, about a lot of stuff actually." Derek shook his head,
"About everything that's happened." He looked me in the eyes, "I know your still hurting... I wish I could help you. Just.... Any way I could." I looked at him for a moment longer before just walking inside, when I got in there Isaac was standing by the door frame, we went to open his mouth but I beat him to it,
"You need to pass to your team mates more." I patted his shoulder before walking into mine and Derek's room and hopping in the shower.
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I pulled my pajama top over my head and brushed my wet hair out and moved it out of my face. I heard a 'thump' on the door,
"Come in." I said, and seconds later Derek walked in, I was about to ask him what he wanted; still in a slight mood with him. When he flipped the light switch off, I was very confused until I felt his presence right behind me an his breath on my neck,
"I think I have some... Apologizing. For earlier."
"Oh my God." He said nothing in response as his fingers found their way to the hem of my top, and in a rush of fabric he lifted it off of me, exposing my half-naked body, with only a bra covering me. My fingers moved further down his chest and clumsily fought the buttons out of the holes until there was just skin showing, his perfect, smooth skin with baby-fine hairs covering his pectoral muscles. I slid a hand down the back of his neck and the cotton fabric slid down his arms, and he was on top of me, an arm around my waist, his mouth hard on mine, kissing me with all the force inside of him, and I was matching it. I was on my back in no time, the smooth fabric of the blankets feeling nice on my bare back. My hands reached for the belt buckle and I opened it with no trouble, his mouth tracing every corner of my jawbone as my chin hooked onto the space where his shoulder met his neck. I had to fight a little harder to get the button of his jeans undone, but it soon gave way, and the fly fell with ease, exposing his boxers as his jeans fell to his knees. His hands had already gotten through my jeans and he pushed them down past my knees, taking my panties with them.

"Take me, Derek," I gasped, careful not to let my voice become to loud in the new loft.

"Gladly," he replied, grasping my thighs tightly with his hands and pulling me as closely and tightly as he could. I could only gasp in ecstasy as he entered me.

For the next few minutes, I didn't have all the problems in my life weighing down on my shoulders, I didn't have to worry about being killed at a moments notice. We were moving in perfect synchronization his body against mine, his passion matching mine, the deafening silence of a building we only knew when it was teeming with our pack absorbing our cries and moans, whispers and grunts. The darkness of the room from when he had turned the lights off when he entered.

We stopped a few minutes later, and he lay on top of me, breathing heavily, neither of us saying a word.

"Oh my God," he breathed finally, pulling himself up so I was between his arms, bent at a 90-degree angle so a little over an inch of air could pass between our bodies. My arms were still wrapped around his back, and my legs hugged his ribcage. I adjusted my position so I was leaning over him, an arm out beyond his head, and pulled my hair back and let it fall to one side. He tilted his head so his chin was perpendicular to the rest of his body, exploring his new perspective of the world. Then he shook his entire upper body like a cat rolling in the dirt.

"Okay, I don't feel bad for you now, this blanket is really cozy" he grunted. "I like this vantage point though," he quipped, and traced the curves of my breasts with a finger. First one, then the other, then he pulled the fabric that connected the cups down so he could lift his head and kiss me. Straightening back up, both hands cupping my breasts in the fabric, the thumbs caressing the exposed skin, and my back arched. His arms moved back and down till they were holding the small of my back and he was sitting up.

"Now what?"

"Now what?" I repeated. "Bored already?" I ran a hand through his thick dark hair.

"I could never be bored with you" he said in a slightly teasing, slightly serious tone. I slid off him, pulling up my pants and grabbing my top, tossing his to him. I didn't put mine on.

"What, this wasn't enough for you?" I asked, feigning frustration, and took a step towards the bedroom door.

He caught the shirt I'd tossed him, pulled himself up halfway and hiked up his pants, before bringing a leg out and knocking me to the ground before I could get any farther.

"Hey!" I yelped, the sound echoing slightly in the fairly empty room. He wrestled himself on top of me, an arm wrapped around my midsection.

"I admit, this is the most fun I've had in ages, and by far the best sex, but come on, you came home almost an hour late even though you never mentioned anything about other plans, and got upset when I tried to talk to you about it." I laughed.

"No, I definitely have other plans," I said.

"And those would be..." he began, touching his forehead to mine. He never finished his sentence.

"You always wanted to do it in the new place, so I fulfilled that fantasy. Now, it's my turn to pick the venue for more of that sexy funtimes, as you call it," I whispered.

"And what might that be?"

"You know how You've joked to me a couple of times about shower sex ?" I asked. He nodded, slightly confused.

"Yeah."

"That's hot," I breathed, and his eyes widened.

"No."

"Yes." I slid out from under him and scampered off, running across the room to the bathroom, waiting for him to come in after me. I flipped on one of the light switches on the way in. The bathroom hasn't been unpacked all the way yet to there was still some things here and there. I tossed my top onto one of the boxes and turned and started to rummage through some of the other boxes in search of a condom.

"Are you looking for this?" I heard Derek ask, and I turned to see him holding up the pack of condoms I had been searching for. He still hadn't put his shirt on and was holding it in his other arm.

"Yessss!" I breathed. He held out an arm to keep me from stepping any closer, and tossed his shirt on the same box as mine, and set the condoms down slowly on the counter. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, sawing off a layer of skin while I was at it, and made a guttural groaning sound instead. I kept watching, mesmerized, as he crossed his arms around his chest. The muscles in his arms bulged with every movement, blood vessels exposing themselves and the look of concentration on his face as he methodically executed the simple task of looking my body up and down. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears, the blood coursing through my veins, and in the dimly lit room my vision became cloudy, cloudy to everything that was not The shirtless Derek in front of me that planned on having a second round with me . I couldn't explain it and didn't want to, all I knew was that I needed him in me. Again. As many times as he wanted.

I didn't even know how I got there, but before I knew it he had me backed against the shower wall, his jeans down at his ankles, face buried in my neck, and a hand was tugging at the button and fly of my jeans. A soft guttural sound escaped his throat as my undergarments gave way and he had a hand wrapping around one of my legs, gripping my thigh. I kicked off my shoes and jeans to finish the disrobing, and wrapped both my legs tightly around his waist as he pushed me further up the shower, one hand running up the inside of my thigh and the other on the outside, where they met up at opposite sides of my hips. We were both panting hard now; I breathed out his name faster and he breathed mine as I dug my fingernails into his back and he held my face to his as we found ourselves breathing through our noses to get enough air into our lungs as our mouths met. I brought my head back up against the shower wall and his face fell into my chest and he kept thrusting, thrusting...

Finally spent, I sank to the floor and curled up on the cold tile in a fetal position kitty-corner to where he was sitting on one of those seats inside the shower, and we recovered our breath. He motioned for me to sit next to him, and I slid over to where he was so he could drape an arm around my shoulder, also taking the opportunity to slip on my underwear again. The ceramic tile was just too cold, even if at that moment I could use all the chill I could. I brought my hand up and latched it onto his muscular arm, while falling into his chest.
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Kay guys I'm going to say this again!!
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-Tristin