Jakob didn’t know why he had this instant obsession with her, but he wasn’t going to ignore it either, not even if that was what was best. He knew nothing about her, but he wanted to know more … he wanted to know everything.

Her big tits, wide hips, and luscious as hell ass had him so fucking hard his cock ached, his balls drawn up tight. Reaching down, he adjusted his cock through the towel and grunted at that small contact. Damn, he fucking wanted her like a fiend, and how twisted was that?

He pulled his towel away and grabbed his cock, not caring what he was about to do, even if he should. Yeah, he was going to be a fucker and jerk off while thinking about Saya. Closing his eyes, Jakob thought about Saya in his room, standing before him in nothing but a pair of white panties. A groan ripped from him.

She’d have a trimmed thatch of dark hair covering her cunt, and he’d be able to see it through the thin material. She’d do whatever he said at his command, and her big tits would sway slightly as she moved toward him. She’d want him so fucking much.

Jakob started really jerking himself off then, stroking his hand over his dick from root to tip and feeling the tug of pleasure at the base of his spine.

Her nipples would be so hard, so fucking hard his mouth watered for a taste. Jakob held in his groan at the visual he created, at the pleasure thinking about Saya caused. Starting to really stroke himself, he kept his eyes closed and pictured what he’d do to her, all the dirty fucking things he’d do to her. He’d spread her thighs, and smooth his hands down her inner legs, touching every part of her, making her his in all ways. He’d touch her pussy, pull her labia apart, and then feast on the pink center. She’d be begging for more, pleading for him to make her come. He wouldn’t deny her, wouldn’t make her suffer, because watching her get off would be the best fucking aphrodisiac.

His throat tightened as pleasure moved through his body, starting at the base of his spine and encompassing every inch of him. He stroked his cock faster, applying more pressure to the shaft, needing to get off.

Fuck, I want her.

His chest rose and fell hard, his breathing coming in short bursts, and the pleasure coming on stronger, taking his very sanity. His abdomen clenched, his muscles tensed, and his jaw went tight as his orgasm rushed to the surface. The hot jets of his jizz covered his chest, and all the while he thought about Saya, thought about how just seeing her made him feel like that darkness wouldn’t consume him completely.

He wanted to make her his. His bear wanted her as his mate, as only his.

I want in her body, to claim her pussy.

When he was finally able to breathe normally, he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. After a moment he sat up, looked down at the mess he’d made on his abs, and felt self-disgust fill him. He’d just masturbated to a female he didn’t even know, a female that clearly ran from him and what she might feel.

He scrubbed a hand over his face. He wasn’t one to follow the rules, obviously, because he was a Grizzly Patch, after all. He’d also never been one to want a female so badly he couldn’t even think straight, couldn’t get her off his mind. But Saya was making him want to break a lot of fucking personal rules and cross lines to get her.