"Please," Stiles begged at Derek's words, his body feeling limp and he was glad that Derek was there to hold him up. His ass clenched and spazzed around Derek's cock, milking it as it moved inside of him.
Licking his lips Stiles reached down when Isaac turned around and wrapped his hand around the werewolf's cock before Isaac could. He stroked Isaac in time with Derek's thrusts as Stiles bit down on his bottom lip hard.