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26 pages, ebook
First published February 28, 2013



Because apparently, understanding on an intellectual level that Derek is porn star levels hot is one thing. Having him spread out, breathing even and deep right next to him is another animal entirely.



Derek tightens his arm around Stiles' waist, pulling him back more firmly against just, like, a fucking wall of muscle. Seriously, that much definition should not even be possible. "Scent. Marking," Derek growls, and fuck his life, Stiles feels it. "How did you think this was going to go?"