Chapter 13: A Late Night Tryst & The Chimeric Meet-Up!
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Chapter Synapsis: Madison further explores her relationship with Derek, while Theo assembles together his pack at the urging of his lover…
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A/N: Please note, the first portion of this chapter contains mild to mid smut. If you do not wish to read it, please know that the second part of the chapter pretty much continues on where the last chapter left off. Thank you. Enjoy.
Ever since returning to the loft after the training with Scott, Derek had been in a hardcore workout regime—— For 3 whole hours, he had been lifting weights, pushups, sit ups, pull ups, planks, running around the perimeter of the property and various other workouts.
He's cycled through dozens of workout forms and methods multiple times shirtless and in only a pair black jeans. He reeked of sweat and testosterone and the area around him in the loft smelled heavily of that—— of him.
So it probably shouldn't have come as a surprise that when Madison teleported before Derek mid-pull up, the scent alone nearly made her knees weak. The sight, though—— that broke her.
Sweaty, muscular, dark haired, broody Derek Hale doing pull ups in an otherwise empty industrial-styled studio with faint rock music in the background? How does a girl become expected to function properly? HOW?!
'With my tryst with Theo, I'd have thought my luck would allow me to get down to business and empower Derek…,' Madison thought, lost in the sigh before her. 'I really don't have the time to explore dating, especially not with a Demon King and a Demon God coming to in the near future… I really should leave…But can I bring myself to do that, with this hunt before me like this?'
Madison tried to refocus. She needed to. It was wrong to look at another like they were candy… right? To see something to snack on. To claim as her own, even if there's no confirmation the other liked her, too. Isn't that morally wrong? It's supposed to be, Madison was certain.
But, as she couldn't stop herself from staring, she began realizing something that made her blood begin boiling. The longer she found herself in this world, the more she was certain her morals were being bent, flexibilized and dulled.
The realization should've horrified her. It should've made her worry for herself. Instead, she felt nothing for it. She even briefly wondered if it was happening because her alter ego — Hazel — possessed a majority of her 'good' qualities.
The thought made a huge load of sense, that was certain.
'Focus, Madison,' Madison thought, trying to blink away her arousal as Derek continued his pull ups, making it difficult to think. The sight was too majestically hot, and the smell — Gods, the smell only made something warm tremble in her belly. Still, she forced herself to think. 'You are not here for pleasure, Madison. You are here to empower. You are here to change the future and save lives.
'According to Sean, in the original future, Derek was only an evolved wolf. He didn't have any of my power bestowals. It was why he died. I think its about time I change that, no?'
Unfortunately, Derek, having sensed Madison and scented the warm air of her arousal, finished his reps, smirking as he intentionally slowed, visibly flexing his ginormous biceps which only triggered a new heated wave of arousal to spread out from the woman before him.
Derek grinned.
'This is, without a doubt, her scent... But she's so... affected by my scent and my pheromones...I sometimes forget how good looking I am, heh,' Derek thought arrogantly, already finished with his workout. 'I guess, I should greet my guest.'
He watched Madison slowly approach him, taking her in fully—— The brown hair, the milk chocolate skin, the brown eyes, the beauty—— And the Mark of The Moon on her forehead. She seemed slightly younger than he remembered, or would've guessed, but he knew the scent.
It was her.
As he leaped down from the pull up bar, he noticed she was upon him, a hand reaching for his chest. He let her. She seemed awfully drawn to the thick cord of muscles in that area, transfixed, even. She even found herself leaning in the sniff it.
'Scent must be a big deal to her,' Derek realized, studiously watching the young woman before him.
She was his hero. She saved him, and his family, multiple times. In his eyes, he'll be whoever she needed him to be—— For life. And even that was not enough to repay the debt he felt himself owed her.
Meanwhile, Madison touched the overheated skin of his chest, rubbing the palm of her hand over the sweat-slick, almost furnace-like surface of his chest with a sort of reverence that seemed more reserved for something sacred.
It caused a slight tremor to travel through Derek—— Not fear or shame, but anticipation. When he looked down, he noticed her already on him with a hungry gaze.
Derek gulped.
"Kiss me, Derek," Madison whispered, eyeing Derek's lips within a hungry gaze, even as she twisted a nipple—— Hard, causing Derek to release an involuntary moan. "Let out the beast. I want him to ravish me."
Derek had to force down the possessive, hungry need within him. 'She had no idea what she was asking for,' he told himself, biting down on his teeth. 'If I do this, and something goes wrong, it could be like Paige all over again.'
But Madison didn't seem like she understood his predicament because she simply twisted a nipple, leaning into him, and nibbling along his collarbone like she owned it.
It only served to make his wolf go more insane. The wolf was thrashing against the bindings of his control. 'Mate. Mate. Mate,' it seemed to growl, wanting to bite, wanting to possess. Wanting to claim, right then and there, wrongness be damned.
Still, Derek resisted.
"You can't possibly know what you are asking…," Derek tried through gritted teeth. "Once I start, I won't be able to stop. I–."
"I know exactly what I want, Dere," Madison said, the nickname seemed to make his wolf almost trill. "I want you," Madison nipped at the stubble of his jaw. "In me," she licked along the side of his face, along the earlobe and bit into it firmly. "Right now."
Derek could barely hold back. He was trying so hard to not give in. He didn't want a repeat with Paige. He didn't want that. And yet…
Derek wasn't sure when they made it to his bedroom, but he did know that he was the one that forced her back into a wall, hand around her neck with a vice-like grip that was visibly choking the girl. His eyes glowed a cold blue, but she didn't look scared. She didn't seem horrified.
She looked trusting. Mesmerized, even. Perhaps that thought was what allowed Derek to give in to temptation.
He claimed her lips in a desperate kiss that allowed Derek to taste something unexpected: Semen. And not his. Another's.
GROWL!
A growl made its way past Derek's lips as he realized what this meant. It didn't take long for Derek to realize who had access to her before him and whose specific cum was on her tongue. For he knew only one other who even knew of her—— And that was that brat, Theo Raeken.
And Madison? She merely grinned into the increasingly possessive kiss that had her losing oxygen at a rapid rate. Her head was becoming foggy the longer they kissed and, based on the possessive growl she was picking up from Derek, she sensed he would not let up until the taste of himself overrode the taste of Theo on her tongue, which, she hated to admit, was kinda hot.
Derek thrusted into Madison. They were both still clothed down below — And Madison still had on all her clothes — but the force of Derek's thrust, even through the cloth of their pants, nearly made Madison pass out from the ecstasy alone.
"You're mine," Derek growled, biting at her lip hard enough to draw blood, making her moan out in pure bliss as he thrusted hard into her yet again. "I come first. Not him. Me."
Another thrust with werewolf strength behind it had Madison nearly blacking out. If she hadn't previously given herself a healing factor on-par with Wolverine on the way to see Theo earlier, Madison doubted she'd still be conscious.
'If this is how aggressive he is clothed,' Madison was still losing oxygen. 'Just how aggressive will it be when he puts it in me?'
The thought caused a shiver to run through the psychic. She had no intentions of finding that out tonight, but maybe someday.
Madison was Asexual — Specifically, GreyAce. The act of intimacy itself to her was never as appealing as the idea of it — And, even still, certain conditions had to be made for her to get aroused during the action.
She had no problem getting her partners off. Hell, man's semen was a snack. Others found it bitter; she found it flavorful.
'To each their own,' she guessed, as the rate of thrusts increased. 'At this rate, my treat will be wasted.'
Then, choosing to rectify that, she effortlessly switched their positions, so that Derek was leaned, pinned, against the wall, his arms held flexing by his head via telekinesis —— He was trapped but impossibly aroused.
"Oh, Dere," Madison trailed a finger along his flexing neck, caressing his stubble with her tongue. "You seem to be under the impression that I belong to any of you. I don't."
She twisted both nipples just right to cause Derek's face to partially shift. Then, licking along his fangs and into his mouth, she continued.
"There's. Now your mouth taste like his batter, too," she giggled much to Derek's frustratingly increasing arousal, though Madison doubted ir was the giggle that aroused him. "I don't belong to any of you… But… you all do belong to me. Every. Last. one. Of. You."
She inhaled his armpits, breathing in the divine scent as she unbuckled his pants, reached a hand into his pants and, feeling the twitching hardness, pulled out the almost frustratingly large, uncut, hard dick.
At 11 inches long, uncut, hairy as a ball of hair with a downward curve and a girth of a waterbottle, Derek's little monster was mouthwatering. The sight of it alone had Madison salivating.
She was so distracted by the royal sausage, she lost control over her telekinesis keeping Derek pinned to the wall, and Derek, seeing the way the woman lost herself to the sight of his little soldier, smirked.
Grasping the back of her head, he slowly guided her to her knees, knowing she'd do the rest of the work.
And work she did.
She grasped the base with both hands, using her mouth to pull at the veiny foreskin and slipping her tongue in to taste the salty, sensitive head, causing the older man to shiver and shudder, resting his head on the wall, eyes closed as Madison pleasured him.
In no time, she had the bulbously flaring, almost purple head at the back of her throat and had the entire monstrosity slobbered up and slowly down her throat.
Derek, meanwhile, was overwhelmed by her skill —— An otherworldly talent, he'd wager, that would prevent him from cumming to any other woman's mouth.
Out of instinct, as the slobberfest grew longer, he had both his palms firmly on the sides of her head as he thrusted in time with the rhythm of her swirling tongue.
"Fuck!" Derek's eyes seemed to roll to the back of his head, he was so pleasured. "At this rate, I'll—— I'm going to——"
He tried to pull her off. He knew women typically didn't like the taste. He didn't want Madison to think less of him when he painted her throat in his baby making batter. He even tried to tug her off.
But she didn't obey. She held firm, somehow, which only made the feeling speed up.
Instead, she doubled down on the head of his cock, going up and down on the schlong in a way too passionate for someone her age to be capable of.
And, when he finally came, his head thrown back as he groaned in an ecstasy that——no, thrice——as high as he would have otherwise with anyone else, he saw her swallow every last drop —— Which only made him cum a second time.
The last thought he remembered having was 'This girl…is dangerous with that mouth of hers,' before he nearly blacked out from the compounded pleasure.
Later, on the bed, the two lovers remained tangled beneath the covers. Madison was unconscious in the pit of Derek's arm, high off his scent which he had already noted seemed to both arouse and relax the woman.
Derek remained wide awake, thinking of the request she offered him post their little get-together. The one about increasing his power, making him an alpha —— And something much more.
'She didn't say how,' he thought, watching her sleeping form rise and fall by his side. 'But I know for sure she isn't lying. Still... How will this affect Scott and his friends? Mother? Sean? Cora? I need to think about this.'
'Also, my dreams... those men... I'm almost 90% sure Theo is one of them… Could she be responsible? An unconscious subconscious altering of dreams through psychic means, maybe…?'
Derek honestly didn't mind 'belonging' to this girl. He didn't mind having to share her, either —— Not really. His wolf liked her and she's helped him multiple times without him ever really knowing her.
He just hoped those he's likely to share her with were worthy of her.
'And if they're not...?' Derek didn't need to finish the thought. 'At the very least, they weren't bad looking, which I guess, stands for something…,' His gaze suddenly darkened. 'But if they hurt her... I'll kill them.'
Then, tightening his hold on her, he decided to sleep —— He was sure he needed it.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, in the middle of the Preserve,Theo had borrowed 6 teens who possessed what Madison called the "Cosmic Chimera Force"——He had just explained to them the true reasoning of the strange occurrences around them——The Supernatural, their powers, abilities and the pack bond that Theo could already sense was already forming.
Tracy Stewart.
Corey Bryant.
Hayden Romero.
Josh Diaz.
Noah Patrick.
And Lucas.
"Starting tonight, I will be teaching you to control your abilities," Theo said, matter of factly. Madison, after all, downloading the broader specs of their abilities, into his mind, gave him the instructions of training them to harness their abilities, to become pack. Theo will do just that. "Every night, in this Preserve, we will train. I will provide you with the food you need and the training. You just need to be here around this time. Got it?"
They all nodded.
"Good," Theo smiled, his darkened gaze promising a gruesome regime. "Let's begin."