Derek stayed draped over Stiles’s back for several long minutes, his chest pressed to her sweat-slick skin, his thick cock still twitching deep inside her flooded pussy. Every breath they took moved them together, small aftershocks rippling through her walls and making him groan softly against her neck. Finally, he lifted himself slowly, pulling out with a wet, obscene sound. A river of his cum immediately leaked from her stretched pink folds, dripping down her thighs onto the ruined sheets.

Stiles whimpered at the emptiness, collapsing onto her side, but Derek wasn’t done admiring her. He sat back on his heels, eyes dark and predatory as he spread her plump ass cheeks again. Her tight little asshole winked at him—still slightly open from his fingers earlier, pink and glistening from the lube of her own juices and his cum.