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Isaac couldn't stand to see you with Stiles. It frustrated him like no other. He trusted you, but Isaac was a very jealous wolf. Stiles was your best friend and he had to accept that. He always will be your best friend. You've cleared things up multiple times with your boyfriend and he said he was okay with it. But when he clenched his jaw and a growl would vibrate deep down in his chest, Stiles would immediately back out excuse himself to go home.

Stiles wasn't the one to try and take you away from Isaac. He was harmless, just like you. You'd been best friends for as long as you could remember and you were pretty sure it was from birth. Isaac especially had a hard time accepting that you had a secret handshake and sign language with Stiles. You'd both made it up back in the fourth grade and used it ever since. Even though Isaac wouldn't ever hurt Stiles, you figured you owed it to him to assure him nothing was going on. Yes. you loved Stiles. He was your only brother figure. That was about it.

So you'd invited Stiles and Isaac over like you always had. It was good for Isaac to be around Stiles. Just to prove there was nothing going on. Isaac sat as far from Stiles as he could and Stiles sat next to you, where you were talking about school and started talking in sign language. When Isaac started shifting and rolling his eyes, you started flicking your fingers around. 'I love him even though he's too stubborn to see you're like my brother.'

Stiles grinned and responded with his fingers, 'You should talk to him about it. In a serious manner this time.' You glanced over your shoulder at your boyfriend who was resting his hand against his cheek and pretending you guys weren't there. 'I will.' You signed. Isaac's attention was once again turned back to you and you knew he thought you were talking about him in your language.

"You're sulking." You confronted Isaac where he was laying on the sofa staring at the ceiling. He ignored you. "Oh come on, you're always so grumpy. I include you in everything I do. Stiles is always going to be my best friend. Its never going to change. What else do you want from me?"

Isaac startled you when he was in front of you before you could get the next word out. He was towering you...and he was angry. "You could always stop inviting him everywhere. I deal with him everyday when I'm with the pack. Can't I ever have five minutes with you? Alone?" He was grabbing for your hands, to hold them and to rub his thumbs over your knuckles like he always did. But you swatted him away. "Somehow this is my fault?" He questioned.

"You could use this time wisely, alone, quiet. But instead you want to fight with me." You placed your hands on your hips. You weren't giving into him. "And I know you thought we were talking about you. In sign language." Isaac lifted his face to meet your eyes. "We were." You gently placed your hand on his cheek and rubbed your thumb around the spot under his eye. "I was telling Stiles how much I love you. Even if you're the most stubborn guy I've ever met. You shouldn't be so insecure, Isaac."

He swallowed the lump in his throat. "Do you think I want to be this way? Jealous of the other guys in your life?" He was raising his voice again. "After I claimed you I want to be with you all the time. And Stiles is taking that from me." Boy was he jealous and he sure was angry now. "No more." He shook his head and kissed you so hard that your stomach flipped and you thought your knees would give out. But you kissed him back anyway.

Your shirt was tugged up and over your head and his lips were tracing the mark he'd claimed you with before he gently sucked on the already faded spot. His tongue then moved up your neck and where he bit down on your earlobe. Your fingers clutched his shoulders the whole time. You were pretty sure your nails were causing him to bruise beneath the thin material of his shirt.

His hands hugged the back of your neck where you tilted your head back and let him suck quarter sized bruises on your flesh. You'd have to cover yourself well for the next couple of days if you didn't want to be questioned. People would think Isaac actually hurt you if they'd saw the marks he was inflicting on you. But they felt good, more than good. You were connecting to him again. He was touching all of your favorite spots. One hand behind your head and the other squeezing your backside and holding you into him.

You were so submissive for Isaac and you liked it that way. All warmth was lost when he pulled away from you and you could still feels his hands on you. His hands grasped both sides of his shirt and tore the seam in opposite directions. Buttons flew everywhere, bouncing off of the walls and scattering on the floor. He was breathing heavy, his naked chest exposed to you. You made eye contact, he was angry and he was also a beast. But you still ran your hands up and down his bare chest and helped him brush the ripped cloth off of his shoulders.

He was much taller than you, so you pressed your lips to his chest and whatever you could reach of his neck, which wasn't much past his shoulder. Until he was leaning into you, scooping you up and you were able to bite his ear lobes and suck marks into his neck that healed as fast as they formed. You dug your nails into the back of his neck where goosebumps appeared on his arms.

You wriggled to the floor, standing on the tips of your toes and kissing him once more before luring him down the hall. "Teasing me is only going to make it worse for you." He warned but you still called for him with your index finger. He followed without touching. But it was right at your bedroom door did he grab your hips and push you into the wall with your face flat against the cold surface. You bit your lip while he molded his body with yours, kissing your shoulders and knocking your hips into the wall with each thrust against your ass.

"You weren't supposed to touch until we got inside." You managed to spin around under him and he stole kisses that made you choke on your own words. You pulled away and held him back with your hands while laughing at him.

He just shook his head. "Too stubborn...remember?" And just like that he had your lips against his, lifting you again and slowly guiding you through your bedroom door and slamming it shut. He flicked the lock, in case any of your family were to come home and threw you down on the bed. You bounced and laughed but he was on top of you, holding you down and secure to the bed. His lips traced a line down your chest, stomach and all the way to the button on your pants.

Isaac wasted no time in roughly tugging the tight pants down your legs. He sucked at your inner thighs and crawled back up your body, pressing his lips to yours again and grinding himself into you. Your hands skimmed down his back and you started to inch his pants down little by little. He was kneeling between your legs, his hands on his pants and pulling the zipper down the track. After kicking the pants down his legs, you crawled between your legs and kissed you. There was no restrictions between you other than the thin cloth separating you both.

You reached behind you and flicked your bra clasp undone. The material turned rather flimsy when Isaac bunched it up in his hands and threw it to the floor. He was quick to swirl his touch around your nipples which added to the arousal between your legs. Isaac was never one to use his claws but now his rather longs nails were flicking back and forth over your other nipples. Your mouth hung open.

So you played with his hair, pressing his head down further into your chest and with his hips moving against yours you just couldn't take it anymore. You needed him and badly. "Either cut to the chase or eat me out." You demanded. But Isaac was amused rather than jumping to the task. He bit his lip and his index finger traced your lips.

"Anything for you." His fingers hooked into your panties and ripped them down your legs. He did the same with his briefs. Your breath caught in your throat as you waited for his touch. The temperature in the room was climbing and a thin layer of sweat was covering your body. Isaac hummed and his fingers played with your clit which ultimately took your breathe away.

You closed your eyes but your mouth was still open while Isaac filled you to the brim. Your body squirmed for a second and you both moaned at the same time, Isaac's hands held your hips down so you couldn't squirm away too far. He started off slow, where you could feel every inch of each other. all the while your eyes were still closed. But Isaac started picking up speed, he didn't like the fact that you weren't looking at him.

He pulled you into him and pushed you away in time with his moving hips. "Look at me." He demanded sternly. So you obeyed and opened your eyes where you fell in love with his possessive blue eyes all over again. Now there was no turning back even if you wanted to. One of Isaac's hands left your hip where his thumb pressed into your clit and dug into it, teasing your body.

You cried out and it was loud. "Isaac." You whimpered while you watched his thumb tease you. At that point you gave up when you received such a heavy thrust that your head landed flat against the bed. Isaac grunted when you rested your hand over his that was moving against you. To feel his hand working at your body sent more electricity through your body than ever before.

Isaac was back to laying over you, his hands holding your head and propping you up to look at him. You cried at him and whimpered, you just couldn't hold anything back. Your hands grasped his muscular back and you dug your nails into the thick muscle. It made Isaac arch his back into you and suffocate you in a nasty kiss which led to him biting down on your jaw. He had the flesh pinched between his teeth while your nails marked his back.

The rougher you got, the rougher he got. "You're mine." He promised. "Nobody else can have you like I do." You nodded. You were holding onto him for dear life, but you felt safe caged under him. You clawed at his shoulders, making him hiss and drive you straight into your finish.

Everything was so cloudy, but he held you as you lost control and held you for comfort when he finished shortly after you. "I love you. You stubborn ass." You played with his curls as he rested his head on your chest. But you were soon fixing yourself so that he was holding you.

"We should have filmed that for Stiles." At least he was in a better mood. You shook your head and your eyes widened when you heard the front door open. "Shit." Isaac rushed around the room, collecting whatever clothes he had left on your floor. But you knew you were caught when your father was opening the door from the outside with another key and Isaac couldn't hide in time. "This is going to be the last time we ever see each other." You laughed because he was exaggerating but that was all you could remember before getting a huge lecture when your parent found you