Mates
@subdividearcanebeacon
The full moon was above them. His mate was beneath him, round bottom up in the air with his cock buried inside of them to the hilt. His claws gently caressed pale skin littered with moles.
How long had they tiptoed around this?
Derek had ignored the pull until this moment. Until his mate was eighteen. Legal. And now he was buried inside of him, his cock throbbing with the need to move.
“Are you okay, Stiles?”













