The morning sun filtered through the resort’s villa windows, casting a golden glow over the breakfast terrace. Stiles had snuck back to her room just before dawn, her ass still tender from Derek’s claiming, a delicious ache that made her smile secretly as she sipped her coffee. The family gathered casually—Noah grumbling about emails, Kate scrolling her phone, Derek shooting Stiles heated glances that made her thighs clench. After plates were cleared, Noah suggested lazily, “Pool time. Need to unwind before more meetings.” Everyone agreed, the sparkling infinity pool overlooking the woods calling to them.

In the changing cabanas, Noah and Derek emerged first in simple swim shorts—Noah’s tall frame looking fit but unremarkable, Derek’s broad, muscular chest and chiseled abs drawing eyes from other guests lounging nearby. Kate came out next, strutting in a skimpy bra and thong bikini, her slim figure on display, clearly fishing for compliments. “What do you think, Dad?” she preened, twirling.