Derek’s face was slick with Stiles’s cum, his tongue still savoring her sweet taste as he rose from his knees, his massive cock rock-hard and throbbing, veins pulsing with need. Stiles panted beneath him, her porcelain skin flushed pink, her fat tits heaving, nipples still red from his earlier assault. She was a mess—beautiful, naked, and utterly wrecked—but her eyes burned with hunger, her fat pink pussy glistening, lips puffy and begging for more.

Without a word, he scooped her up in his strong arms, lifting her like she was weightless. Stiles gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist instinctively, feeling his thick cock bob against her ass as he carried her to the bed. “D-Derek… please,” she whimpered, her full pink lips brushing his ear.