Page 22 of Beast Bear

Steam billowed from behind the shower curtain. He answered with a tilt of his head, quickly stepping out of his clothes. Serena stripped from her sweaty clothing with a giggle and hopped into the shower. Theo was right behind her with a wide grin.

Warm water cascaded down her hair and over her breasts. Theo’s eyes were glued to Serena as she worked the shampoo through her hair, her fingers sliding through the long, dark strands like they were made of silk.

Her tits bounced slightly with each motion, the nipples hard and pebbled from the cool air. He couldn’t help but imagine wrapping his lips around them, sucking until she moaned his name.

She rinsed the suds free, tugging him under the spray with her. Theo leaned in, pressing a kiss to her lips. Her fingers grazed down his abdomen. He was so hard it hurt. Her hands moved lower, and he sucked in a sharp breath as her fingers wrapped around his cock.

Her hand moved slowly, teasingly, up and down his length, and he couldn’t stop the low moan that escaped his lips. She was driving him wild, her touch sending waves of pleasure crashing through him.

He dropped to his knees like a man possessed, the porcelain hard against his shins, but he didn’t care. She stood there with her thighs parted, her pussy already glistening and swollen, just waiting for him. He buried his face between her thighs, histongue diving into her as though it were the last meal he would ever have.

Her cunt was heaven—warm, wet, and tasting of pure life. He lapped at her like a starving animal, his tongue dragging in broad strokes up her slit before zeroing in on her clit. That little bud was hard and begging for attention, and he gave it everything he had. He flicked it, then slowed down to suck it into his mouth, savoring the way she gasped and ground against his face.

“Oh, Theo—” she moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling roughly as if to keep him exactly where he was. Good luck getting him to stop—he had no intention of moving until she screamed his name and her knees buckled.

He slid two fingers inside her, curling them up to find that spot that made her shiver. She was so tight around him, her walls clenching like she wanted to milk his fingers dry. He pumped them in and out, fucking her with his hand while his tongue worked relentless circles over her clit.

Her moans grew louder, more desperate, and he felt her thighs trembling. She was close—so close. He sucked her clit into his mouth, applying just enough pressure to send her over the edge.

“Oh God, oh fuck—” she cried out, her hips jerking against his face as she came. Her pussy pulsed around his fingers, her juices mixing with the shower water and running down his chin. He kept licking her through it, drawing out every last shuddering wave of her orgasm until she was panting and slumping against the wall.

He pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he looked up at her. Her chest heaved, her skin flushed fromhead to toe, and she gazed down at him like he had just hung the moon.

“Time to get out of the shower,” he growled, standing up and pulling her into a rough kiss. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”

Her eyes darkened, and she smirked. “Good,” she purred. “Because I’m not done with you either.”

They made their way to the small bedroom, the only light coming from a dim lamp, illuminating the queen-sized bed. Serena stood near the edge of the bed, her wet body taut with anticipation. Theo’s gaze raked over her, taking in every inch of her perfect form.

Her body was a work of art. And she had the kind of ass that made a man want to drop to his knees and worship it. She caught his eye, beckoning him to come to her as she turned and bent over the bed. She gripped the mattress and arched her back, presenting her glorious ass to him like an offering.

Theo’s breath hitched as he grabbed a condom from the nightstand, his fingers trembling slightly as he ripped open the packet and rolled the latex down his throbbing length. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her, the way her ass cheeks parted just enough to give him a glimpse of her tight, wet pussy.

He stepped closer, his hands settling on her hips, the heat of her skin searing through his palms. He squeezed gently, feeling the way her muscles tensed under his touch, and then he ran his hands up her sides, tracing the curve of her waist before sliding them back down to grip her hips again.

“Serena,” he growled, his voice rough with need. “You have no idea what I want to do to you right now.”

“I think I do,” she gasped, laughing and tossing her head.

She pushed her ass back toward him, inviting him closer. Theo didn’t need any more encouragement. He guided his cock to her entrance, the tip brushing against her slick folds as he lined himself up. The first thrust was slow, deliberate. It made her gasp and arch her back even more. He sank into her inch by inch, her tight walls clamping down around him like a vice.

“You’re so perfect,” he muttered under his breath, his eyes squeezing shut as he fought to keep control.

She was so fucking tight, so hot and wet, her cunt felt like heaven wrapped around his dick. He pulled back slightly before thrusting into her again, harder this time, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Serena let out a long, drawn-out moan, her hips rocking back to meet him with every thrust.

Theo’s bear was ravenous. The beast inside him snarled, clawing at his control, demanding more, deeper, harder. Theo’s hands tightened on her hips as he picked up the pace, his cock plunging into her with a rhythm that had her gasping for breath. He could feel her walls fluttering around him, could hear the way her moans grew louder and more desperate with every stroke.

Her ass jiggled with every brutal thrust, and she arched her back just enough to give him a view of her perfect tits bouncing beneath her. He leaned forward, hand snaking around to cup her breast, her nipple hard and begging for attention. He pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it roughly. The choked moan that ripped from her throat was music to his ears.

“Theo—” she gasped, her voice breaking on his name.

Her pussy clenched around him, her walls fluttering and squeezing his cock in a spasmodic rhythm. He gritted his teeth, his hips snapping forward with a force that had her crying out, her fingers scrambling for purchase on the sheets beneath them. She whimpered, her ass grinding back against him as if she couldn’t help herself. “Yes—yes—Theo!”

Her body went rigid beneath him, her back arching as her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy clamped down on his cock like it was trying to milk him dry, her moans turning into desperate, broken sobs as she came. Theo’s control snapped, his hips stuttering as he buried himself to the hilt and emptied himself inside her with a roar that shook the walls.

When he finally pulled out of her, they were both sweaty, trembling, and utterly spent. He collapsed beside her, his chest heaving as he dragged her limp body against his. “Wow,” he muttered, his voice rough and gravelly. “We’re all dirty again.”

She let out a laugh, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest. “Worth it,” she murmured. Theo couldn’t agree more.

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