The first rays of tropical sun filtered through the sheer curtains of the master bedroom, painting golden streaks across the tangled bodies on the massive bed. Tae woke slowly, her porcelain skin flushed and dewy with sweat, every nerve ending screaming with heat. She was completely surrounded—trapped in a cage of hard muscle and warm skin.

Joon was spooned behind her, his thick arm draped possessively over her waist, massive morning wood nestled snugly between her fat ass cheeks like it belonged there. The heavy length throbbed lazily against her crack, hot and insistent, the tip already leaking precum that smeared across her skin. Kook was in front, his handsome face buried deep in the valley of her massive tits, lips still latched around one swollen pink nipple even in sleep—he suckled softly in his dreams, tongue flicking unconsciously. Yoongi—fuck—Yoongi was between her thick thighs, face pressed right against her fat pink pussy, nose buried in her folds as if he’d spent the whole night inhaling her scent like oxygen. His warm breath ghosted over her swollen clit with every exhale.