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.The omega werewolf, the thing that is neither man or women; how he talks about it clearly carrying a litter to spawn more of the unnatural animals into the world, spreading their disease.The wolf begs for him not to harm his cubs; explaining how he had to leave his pack, the alpha had killed his Mate and was going to kill force him to have a miscarriage and lose his cubs so that he would be able to conceive the alpha’s.He begs for his life, saying how he hasn’t harmed any living human; he only took the livers form the recently deceased as he was starving and needed the nutrition for his cubs.He’d leave the area and find another pack somewhere else.Gerard ignored everything the wolf said.He draws a sword and slices through the omega’s body, cutting him in half; killing him and his unborn cubs.Derek pulls Scott tightly against him as they see the rogue wolfs’ guts spill to the ground where he hangs, Scott turns into his embrace and clings to the comfort of his Mate.“We have a code,” Chris stresses as he stands behind Gerard; the scowl etched on his face of anger and disappointment.“Not anymore,” Gerard stakes his sword in the ground and turns to his son, “Not when they killed my daughter, your sister.I don’t care if they are weak or sickly; if they seem harmless or claim they will never hurt anyone; if they are naive and getting themselves into something they know nothing about.We kill them.We kill them all.”---Derek took Scott back to his home; Scott’s mom wasn’t working so she was home.He needed to know his Mate was safe while he wasn’t around.Gerard’s words echo in his thoughts, ‘I don’t care‘, ‘We Kill Them.We Kill Them All.’Derek knows what he has to do; he has to build his pack, make it strong.He’s the Alpha now.He has to build his pack and protect his Mate; he can’t wait on Stiles deciding who to bring into the pack.When he got to the abandoned train warehouse he didn’t have to wait long.As he stood at the doors of a rail carriage the flicker of torch light made its way towards him.Isaac Lahey had decided; he wanted the bite, he wanted to become a werewolf.About Last NightChapter NotesAs always this chapter has not been beta'd and all mistakes are my own.Scott is patting dry his smooth body, he’s not gonna rub himself dry, he’s too worked up.He’s hard, he woke up hard.Dreams of pain and pleasure throughout the night, fuelling is desires; dreams of Derek.So he’s patting himself dry, his erection hard and slapping against his abs, his breathing is laboured.He’s so aroused, so wants to grab his cock and find release; but he doesn’t have permission.Not from his Mate, Derek; nor from their Master, Stiles.Derek wasn’t with him last night; Derek went back to Stiles’ after dropping Scott off at home, Scott had this feeling of apprehension after Derek left and returned to Stiles.There was tension between Derek and Stiles while Scott was there with them.Despite that the couple of hours that Scott had spent there before being brought home nursed and fuelled his dreams.Scott doesn’t know what his Mate did to annoy their Master, but Stiles didn’t allow Scott or Derek to come last night; and clearly told them they were not to come without his permission, if they asked for permission it would be longer before he gave it.Still, remembering the events of last night only further increases his horniness.The sheriff was working late, again, so as soon as Scott and Derek arrived Stiles had them strip; Scott was immediately hard.Just being ordered and controlled was arousing him; and his excitement was rousing Derek.Stiles then had them follow him to his room.Stiles had Derek kneel at the head of the bed, facing the foot of the bed; his ankles were tied to either side of the headboard, his arms stretched above him were cuffed and chained to the eye-hook in the ceiling.With the stretch of his body his abs and pecs stand out, the definition of them clearly shown.Stiles pinches and pulls on Derek’s nipples until they are standing out and stiff, then takes the nipple clamps and closes them around each erect point; a soft moan escapes from Derek around the red rubber ball gag in his mouth as the clamps bite into him, the chain connecting them dropping from Stiles’ fingers and giving a gentle tug.Scott is kneeling at the foot of the bed watching; he can feel Derek’s arousal without needing to see his Mate’s hard shaft pulled tight against his abs.Scott’s own cock jutting from his smooth body as it drips his want and need to pool on the bed below.Stiles has Scott crawl towards the centre of the bed, just far enough so that he can just stretch forward and take the head of Derek’s cock into his mouth.The weighted clamps tugging at his nipples as he moves; the jolts of painful pleasure heading straight to his groin and ass making him wet with want.Stiles slides two fingers into Scott’s lube slicked ass; scissoring them as he thrusts in and out, opening and preparing him.As he lines his cock with Scott’s entrance he warns them both that they are not allowed to come.Then, as he thrusts in Scott moans around the head of Derek’s cock drawing a whimper from him as he fights to control his need to release at the feel of his Mate’s warm moist mouth vibrating around him; the feel and sight and smell of his Mate’s arousal, each of them fuelling the stimulation of the other as Stiles uses them.As Stiles continued to thrust into him Scott’s cock throbbed with the pull and tug of the clamps on his nipples, he moaned around Derek’s cockhead held between his lips as his need pooled beneath him and he desperately held back his release.The clenching of Derek’s ass and abdominal muscles showing his own strain as he tries to hold back from filling Scott’s mouth with his seed
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