A few days had passed since their wild, risky fuck session around the house, and the tension between Stiles and Derek had only grown thicker—stolen glances during baby routines, accidental brushes that lingered too long, and whispered promises of more when Matt wasn’t around. Stiles’s body still ached faintly from their marathons, her fat pink pussy and tight ass remembering every thrust, but she craved him constantly, her kind heart drawn to his gentleness with the twins just as much as his dominance in bed.

Today was the babies’ vaccine day—a routine check-up at the hospital for their five-month shots. Matt was home for once, lounging in the living room with his phone, his big belly spilling over his belt, that perpetual rude scowl on his face. Stiles, dressed in a tight pink sundress that hugged her massive tits and thick ass—no bra or panties, as usual—approached him hesitantly, holding Liam while Derek cradled Luca nearby. “Matt… it’s the babies’ vaccine day. Will you come with us? It’d mean a lot.”