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You heard some familiar noises behind the door of Derek's loft. He was finally coming back home. You were impatiently walking around, not able to wait much longer to confront him and let all your rage against him explode.

He kept leaving you, not telling you where he was going, what he was doing or even with who he was. You thought it was a pack story and believed him when he told you that it was better for you if you didn't know anything about it.

You weren't dating since a long time so you didn't really dare to ask for explanations... Except that he had been gone for days this time, leaving you home, worried for him and wondering if he would ever come back. Then, you noticed that Scott, Isaac and Stiles, all the members of what he called his pack, were still in Beacon Hills, not looking worried or concerned about anything, not knowing where Derek was and why he left so you understood that he was probably just living his life in another town, with another girl... And probably told her to not ask any questions about anything for "her safety".

As the door opened, you quickly walked to the kitchen, ready to do and say exactly what you had planned in your head for days. You opened the cupboards, getting some porcelain plates and turned around to throw them at the face of your new boyfriend.

"Wow, what is going on?" Derek asked, catching all the three plates you had just thrown at him with his werewolf powers.

"What is going on?" You repeat. "Oh I don't know...Maybe I'm mad at you because you left me for so long!" You got some glasses and started throwing them in the air, not trying to reach him, just wanting to break things and show him you were really angry at him.

You saw him quickly putting the plates on the wooden table near him so that he could catch the glasses. "(Y/N) ! Stop it! I told you that it's only for your safety that I am not telling you some things!" "Yeah right... Do you tell her that too? So she doesn't ask about me?" "Who are you talking about?!" He harshly asked, you could hear in his voice that he was getting angry at you too. "Oh, I know that it wasn't for "pack business" that you left town this time!" You said, as he heavily sighed, putting the glasses he caught beside the plates, thinking that you were done with your scene now.

"Everything I do is always pack business (Y/N) !" He almost yelled at you as he saw you turn around to get more glasses from the cupboard. Getting a glass in each hand, you turned around ready to throw them across the room but Derek was already in front of you, strongly catching your wrists in his hands. "Stop it now!" He growled.

You looked at him. Damn his eyes. You had almost forgotten how handsome he was and the effect he could have on you. You opened your hands, letting the glasses fall off, knowing that Derek was going to let you go to catch them. As he did, you quickly ran to the door, planning on telling him that it was over before he made you change your mind.

You could love him so passionately at times, there was no doubt he could convince you to share him with another girl if you gave him the chance. You reached the door, you opened it but a hand from behind you pushed it back closed, you felt them catching you by your hips to turn you around and push your back against the wall.

"(Y/N), stop it" Derek said, for the third time, trying to speak in a softer tone than usual. You were heavily breathing. Not because he had scared you, although he was pretty violent, but because he was standing so close to you, reminding you how you had missed him all this time, all these nights.

"There is no one else in my life but you." He said, his green eyes staring into yours. There he was doing it again. Trying to convince you by hypnotizing you with his beautiful eyes. "Then what were you doing ?" You asked, looking away from him. He violently hit the wall beside you with his fist, breaking it a little, pieces falling on the ground, making you jump.

"Can't you just trust me? Everything I do is only to protect you!" "Why do I need so much protection Derek?" You asked, trying to sound confident and angry although your heart was racing. He had a smirk and took a few steps back.

"Why Derek?" You asked again, as he was walking away from you. You knew from his gestures that he was trying to calm himself down before he'd scare you to much but you couldn't help but ask again. He turned around and came back to you. You were still pressed against the wall.

"You are just so annoying" He growled. "Just tell me in what danger I am in" You insisted. You heard him growl again, not wanting to answer you. He hit the wall again but less violently this time. "Fine. You are only in danger because I love you (Y/N)" He said, very low, not looking at you. A smile crossed your face. "You love me Derek?" You asked, amused. He made you jump once again, suddenly moving to catch your thighs and hold you up against the wall, his strong hard body pressed against yours, his face a few inches away from yours.

You could feel his burning breath hit your face, some kind of anger in his eyes. "I really shouldn't because you are driving me crazy" He harshly answered. He looked like if all that he wanted at the moment was to put you in pieces, but you knew he wouldn't. He could get angry at you very easily, mostly because he thought you were too stubborn for him, but he'd never hurt you on purpose.

You closed your arms around his neck, leaning to kiss him but with all the efforts you put into it, he wouldn't kiss you back. You pulled away, pressing your forehead against his. He opened his eyes, he was mad at you and you knew he was afraid to hurt you when he got too angry. "It's okay... Just put all your rage against me into something else" you said softly. He closed his eyes again with a sigh. You started kissing his lips again. He still wouldn't answer you but you were stubborn enough to keep trying.

You closed your legs around his waist, kissing him harder. He finally gave in, kissing you back as hard as he could, squeezing you against the wall. "You are so annoying (Y/N)" He said once again, with a deep breath. "I know..." You answered, with a smile before he started kissing you again. He broke the kiss only to pull your shirt off. He grabbed your ass to carry you to the couch, letting you fall back on it. He took his shirt off, showing off his muscular body.

You moved near him and sat on your knees, kissing his hard abs while taking his belt off and unbuttoning his pants. He took his belt out of your hand, allowing you to use both hands to pull his boxers down and free his already hard erection. He pushed you back down on the couch. You lifted your ass up so that he could pull your pants and panties down in one quick move. You sat back up, facing him but he turned you around, placing himself behind you, letting you hold yourself to the couch.

He took your bra off, placing a hand on each one of your boobs, squeezing them as he started kissing your neck. You could feel his teeth softly biting your skin. You could feel his hard length pressed against your ass as the heat of his body was hitting your skin. He was standing up behind you, you felt his hands caressing down your ass, making the way for him to shove himself inside you.

You felt his tip at your entrance, teasing you for a while until he slowly pushed himself in. You felt his dry length slowly sliding in your juices and inside you. Usually he'd give you time to adjust but not this time. You heard a slight metallic noise and felt the leather of his belt around your neck. He was holding it with one hand, pulling your head back against him.

He started moving inside you, quickly sliding away and back inside without getting out of you. He pulled on the belt more making it hard for you to catch your breath in between his thrusts. You were gasping for air as his hand slowly made its way down your stomach, reaching in between your thighs. You felt his finger sliding in to your clit, moving around it, making it even harder for you to breathe as it was sending waves of pleasure in your body. You gripped his strong arm with both of your hands, holding on to it as he started thrusting faster and joined another finger between your thighs.

He let go of your neck to let you breathe and just as you started getting close, he completely pulled out of you and left you panting, wanting more. You tried to keep his hand between your legs but he moved it away. He used the belt to tightly tie your hands in your back. He pulled your body against his, hands teasing you, slowly caressing your body.

This was how he was punishing you. He left some soft kisses against your neck, his hands painfully slowly making their way to your thighs. He pulled them slightly apart so that he could access you with both hands. You felt each one of his finger sliding over your entrance, teasing you. You cried out, impatient. One hand reached back to your clit, playing with it, until you felt some sharp claws slightly scratching your skin, burning you but also pleasuring you.

His other hand reached to your neck, not squeezing it but holding you pressed against him. You could feel his claws slightly digging in your flesh. When he finally decided to stop torturing you, he violently shoved himself inside you causing you to cry out in pain. He slowly pulled back out and shoved back in, causing you the same mix of pain and pleasure. Then, he started increasing his rhythm, scratching your neck and around your clit a little more with each one of his strong thrusts inside you.

You moaned of pleasure, hearing him starting to breathe heavily against your ear. He was hitting hard inside you with every thrust and as he started going faster, you felt his claws disappear to allow him to move his fingers around you just as fast as he was thrusting. You were getting close, hearing him growl against your neck. He bit your shoulder, his teeth going as deep as they could without turning you.

You felt him exploding inside you, slowing down his pace as you came, moaning and panting. He let go of your shoulder, covering it with kisses instead.

Moving inside you very slowly, fingers now gently massaging you, trying to make you last as long as you could.