Two months had flown by in a whirlwind of forbidden ecstasy for Stiles and Derek. What started as “fertility treatments” in his home clinic had spiraled into a full-blown secret affair, their encounters growing bolder and more insatiable with each passing day. Mornings in the shower while Eli made breakfast downstairs, quickies in the car during “errands,” stolen afternoons at Derek’s estate where he’d bend her over every surface—fucking her raw, breeding her deep, his thick cock claiming her pussy and ass over and over. Stiles had become addicted to the risk, the taboo thrill of cheating on her sweet husband with his own father, her body constantly humming from the loads he’d pump into her. Eli remained blissfully ignorant, attributing her glowing skin and heightened libido to his dad’s “expert” protocols. “You’re looking so radiant, baby,” he’d say, fucking her gently at night, never suspecting the cum he churned inside her was often mixed with Derek’s potent seed.