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Derek Hale has built a life around duty and family. A former high school basketball star, he married his sweetheart Paige Krasikeva right after graduation when she got pregnant with their son. Now in his late twenties, Derek works long hours as a mechanic, fixing cars to cover his family's needs. Paige stays home, but their marriage has been strained—Derek's absences, Paige's frustrations, and the weight of young parenthood have chipped away at what once felt like destiny. One night, after a brutal argument, Paige confesses to a one-night stand with a charming policeman named Stiles.
Or the one where Paige cheats on Derek with the irresistibly charming and young policeman Stiles, sparking a whirlwind of raw rage and betrayal that propels Derek into a tense, pulse-racing confrontation to uncover what all the hype is about—only for Stiles to ignite and awake a deep, insatiable craving in Derek as the young cop takes control of the betrayed mechanic with the power of his massive cock, pounding him mercilessly deep and hard, destroying Derek's ass in the most euphoric, back-breaking way imaginable while filling him with overflowing hot, endless loads of cum.
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It had been eighteen days since Stiles left with the FBI to handle a case upstate. Eighteen days of silence broken only by brief, static-filled phone calls. Derek remembered how their one-year-old daughter, Elle, had fussed when Stiles packed his go-bag. Stiles had lifted her, kissed her chubby cheeks, and promised he’d be back soon to spend days doing nothing with her and her “grumpy, beautiful Papa.”
When the text finally came—“Crossing into Beacon Hills. Home in 20.”—Derek had closed the library early, put Elle to bed, and stripped bare in their bedroom. He’d waited, skin buzzing with anticipation, until he heard the familiar rumble of the Jeep pulling into the driveway.
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The flash of red and blue in his rearview mirror made Derek Hale's stomach drop. "Shit," he muttered, slamming a hand against the steering wheel of his black Camaro. He'd had one too many at the bar, just enough to feel warm and loose, and now he was running late to meet his boyfriend Jackson for dinner. One more ticket would absolutely mean a suspended license.
Or the one when Derek Hale gets pulled over for speeding on a lonely Beacon Hills backroad, he's desperate to avoid another ticket that could cost him his license. But Deputy Stiles Stilinski has other ideas that awaken Derek's hidden desires. Derek discovers a side of himself he never knew existed—leaving him forever changed.
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As an alpha werewolf, Derek has all the expected… assets, including an impressively large cock. The irony is that he’s a dedicated bottom with zero interest in topping, a fact his boyfriend Stiles delights in. Stiles loves to tease him about the countless admirers who would gladly ride that "alpha dick," but his real pleasure comes from watching Derek come apart without ever using it. For Stiles, there’s nothing hotter and more entertaining than getting a rise out of his brooding boyfriend of an alpha by reminding him how much he prefers to be railed by Stiles’s own big dick rather than do the railing.
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The water poured off of Stiles, echoing as it fell back into the shower drain, and Derek's eyes followed the path of the water down from Stiles' lean shoulders, to his narrow waist, to his hips -- to the massive swinging cock he was carrying between his legs. Derek felt like he had been cheated out of a secret, like he should have known that Stiles was so endowed. It was somehow an injustice that they had been fighting side by side against supernatural threats, and Stiles had kept this hidden from him.
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Derek paused at the fork in the path, breath fogging in the chill. "Who's there?" he called, voice rough, trying to sound stern and failing. His heart thundered. His cock throbbed.
A low growl rolled through the trees, and then Stiles stepped out nine feet of raw, naked alpha, muscles corded and gleaming, cock swinging heavy between thighs like tree trunks. Moonlight caught on the barbs of his knot, already swelling at the base. Derek's basket slipped from suddenly numb fingers. Cookies scattered across the leaves.
"My, my," Stiles rumbled, voice gravel and smoke. "What big eyes you have."
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When Stiles Stilinski, now a Sheriff's Deputy, knows better than to let anyone touch what belongs to his Alpha, Derek Hale. When a reporter lingers a little too long, Derek's primal, possessive jealousy is triggered, and a reckoning is promised. Stiles finds himself bound to the headboard by Derek's vines, ready to submit.
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“L-Look here,” Derek started, his voice losing some of its earlier thunder, betraying a flustered edge. “If your plan is to intimidate me into letting you date my daughter, you can forget it. I don’t know what she sees in a… a guy like you, but—”
“Well, why don’t I show you?” Stiles interrupted, his voice a low, suggestive purr that cut through Derek’s bluster.
“W-what?!”
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Derek wants his sister Cora’s boyfriend, whether he- Stiles- wants it or not.
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Derek was a physical specimen. They’d chased girls together, hell, Derek had even introduced Stiles to a few. So imagine how crazy it was, after downing seven or eight shots, hearing this hyper-masculine, brooding gym rat tell him in graphic detail how his ass could milk Stiles’s big dick better than any girl ever could.
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What starts as a routine sports physical ends with Dr. Hale milking twelve inches of straight-boy cock raw, tasting his own wrecked hole on every inch of cleanup.
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"Yeah, Jackson, I get it—Lacrosse practice has been brutal this week,"
Derek said into the phone—voice steady, even as Stiles teases his slicked-up hole in a deep mating press, legs hooked over broad shoulders, massive hairy ass spread wide and quivering for that first brutal thrust.
Or the one where Derek’s on the phone with his boyfriend Jackson, complaining about lacrosse—except Stiles has him folded in half, legs over shoulders, getting railed senseless in a deep mating press
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Rugged logger Derek Hale spits “no fags” at the dinner table, slams fists when Eli earns straight A’s, demands dawn axe-chops to “earn respect.” Eli worships him—until the “men-only” fishing trip. Denied entry, Eli tails them into the preserve and hides in pine-scented shadows only to discover that his father is a huge fraud.
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While his wife is wondering where he is, Derek is having a small college reunion with his obnoxious, loud-mouthed ex-player, Stiles Stilinski, in the last stall of the cinema bathroom—or, the one where Derek is getting his back blown out by his now beefy and cocky ex-student's huge cock.
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Derek’s a master at playing dirty, skillfully pushing every one of Stiles’s buttons to get what he wants: Stiles’s knot.
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In the aftermath of Stiles Stilinski claiming his alpha spark by killing a rogue alpha, he and his best friend, True Alpha Scott McCall, grapple with the fear that their secret, passionate history as lovers has been lost to their new alpha dynamics.
Convinced their wolves would clash, they bury their longing until Stiles' first rut under a full moon proves their bodies still crave each other, defying primal rules.
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The decision to vacation in Scotland was entirely Derek's. Stiles had argued for beaches, sun, and cocktails, but how could he say no to the man he loved—He doesn't expect the trip to be actually enjoyable. And he definitely doesn't expect the potent combination of Derek's unwavering enthusiasm, breathtaking scenery, and a traditionally worn kilt to be quite so... distracting. As it turns out, a little historical exploration can lead to a lot of illicit fun in ruined castle towers and on the shores of secluded lochs.
Or: The one where Derek's deep-seated love for all things Scottish awakens something new in Stiles, kilts are proven to be the ultimate weapon of seduction, and a beach holiday is very, very forgotten.
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With Stiles juggling his FBI internship and coaching Beacon University's lacrosse team, Derek's left high and dry, his werewolf hormones raging as he secretly watches his ripped husband dominate the field from under the bleachers. Stiles' commanding presence and that bulging uniform have Derek thirsting for more than quickies—enter the ultimate surprise: Derek in Stiles' old #24 jersey and a skimpy black thong, bent over in the locker room for some scorching coach-player roleplay.
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Stiles is whining about his epic dry spell over beers with his buff roommate Derek, lamenting his lack of skills in the bedroom. But when Derek snaps and offers up a very personal tutorial—using his own tight, tempting assets as the practice field—things get wet, wild, and way more hands-on than expected.
Or the one where Stiles is bitching to his roommate Derek about his Sahara-dry dick drought, begging for tips on eating pussy like a champ. But Derek's had enough—he strips down seductively, spreads his thick, muscular ass wide, and demands Stiles use his tight hole as a filthy practice fucktoy.
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Derek Hale, the brooding senior and alpha captain of the frat, loses a bet during pledge week and becomes the house's "welcome wagon," taking cock after cock from his brothers. Weeks later, it's Stiles' turn—the hyperactive, hung pledge with a body built for sin. Derek teases and taunts, pushing Stiles to plunge his massive dick brutally into the cum-soaked walls that are Derek's hairy hole, leaving it wrecked and dripping.