They moved as they kissed, heading for the stairs, clothes flying as they ripped them from each other’s bodies. Rachel’s body was alive with lust as they moved up the stairs. Bastian’s hands on her skin made it tingle and she could hardly wait to feel him inside of her. They reached the top of the stairs and they paused for a moment while they both kicked off their shoes and Bastian removed his socks. Rachel took a moment to cast her eyes over Bastian.
He stood before her wearing only his jeans. His chest rose and fell as he looked back at Rachel and she could hardly take her eyes off his toned chest and six-pack. She stepped closer to him and ran her hands over him. Her center clenched as she felt the muscles beneath his skin, felt the heat coming off his body.
He put his hands on her hips and pushed her pants down. She stepped out of them and kicked them away, her hands reaching for Bastian’s jeans. She fumbled them open and pushed them down, her hand slipping inside of his boxer shorts. She gasped as she felt his huge, hard erection. She needed to feel him inside of her now. She pushed his boxer shorts down and grasped his cock. He took her wrist and gently pulled her hand away.
“Soon,” he whispered and pulled his boxers back up.
Rachel felt a jolt of desire go through her as Bastian took control. He lifted her and carried her down the hallway. She pointed at her bedroom door and Bastian pushed it open and carried her into the room. He moved to the bed and laid Rachel down on it. He stood above her, looking down on her, and she could see the lust in his eyes. It made her want him even more.
He pushed his jeans and boxer shorts down and stepped out of them, giving Rachel a magnificent view. He reached down and removed her panties and climbed onto the bed, kneeling between her legs. He ran his hands over her thighs, sending goosebumps rushing over her skin and tingles spreading up her body. She moaned as he teased her, moving his fingers to her inner thighs and making her crave his cock.
He pressed his fingers into her slit, running them over her clit lightly. She lifted her hips, pressing herself into his touch, but as soon as she did it, his fingers went away. She moaned again, a moan of desire and frustration and utter need. Bastian smiled at her and then he lay flat on the bed and pushed her thighs further apart. His tongue found her clit and Rachel gasped as pleasure flooded through her. Bastian wasn’t teasing her any longer—he built up a steady rhythm that sent waves of pleasure floating through Rachel. She gasped and panted, writhing beneath his licking tongue as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.
She squeezed her eyes tightly shut as her orgasm slammed through her. She felt her back arching, lifting her upper body from the bed and going rigid. Pleasure flowed through her body, her core and her stomach contracting tightly as she tried to snatch in a breath.
She held her position as her orgasm stretched out. Her whole body felt it. Rachel had never experienced a climax like that. Finally, Bastian stopped licking her and she flopped back down onto the bed as her orgasm began to recede, leaving her feeling floaty and sated.
She gasped in a tortured breath and lay in place, panting, trying to get herself under control. Bastian gave her no time to recover. He crawled up her body, his tongue licking shapes on her belly, her breasts, and then trailing up her neck until finally, his lips found hers again. She kissed him like she wanted to consume him, feverish and passionate, her hands roaming over his back, his ass.
She felt his cock rubbing over her swollen lips and then he was pushing it inside of her and she cried out as he filled her. He began to move, slowly at first, his length gliding in and out of her. He upped the pace as he pulled his lips from hers and kissed her neck. She gasped and moaned as he pounded into her, each thrust stretching her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, eager to receive him. She moved with him, matching him thrust for thrust. She could feel another orgasm building inside of her, and she could feel something else in there too. Her bear was stirring, her lust feeding it. For the first time since she had been turned, she didn’t fight the feeling of her bear. For the first time, it didn’t make her feel like a monster to feel the animal stirring within her. It made her feel strong and empowered, even more sexually charged than she had thought possible.
She bit down on her lip to stop herself from roaring as her bear moved closer to the surface. She concentrated on it for a moment, holding it back. It settled, no longer trying to break forth, but filling her with a lust more primal than anything she had ever experienced.
She moved her hands over Bastian’s back, caressing him, pressing him closer to her. She needed to feel all of him consuming all of her. She could hardly breathe as her orgasm floated up and then slammed through her body. She felt her pussy tighten around Bastian’s cock, felt her whole body clenching as ecstasy filled her soul.
She screamed Bastian’s name as he kept moving inside of her, drawing her orgasm out. She felt overwhelmed by the sensations filling her and she could feel herself floating away, her head spinning deliciously. For a moment, she was frozen in time and space, not moving, not thinking, only feeling. She felt herself coming back to herself in a rush of heat as Bastian’s cock twitched inside of her and she
