**Chapter 1: Morning Heat**
The clock in the League of Shadows’ hidden Gotham base ticked to 10:30 AM, the air still thick with the scent of pancakes and the lingering heat of breakfast promises fulfilled. Ryan Parker, the towering 8-foot humanoid tiger with piercing brown eyes and a body forged of raw power, stood under the cascading water of the shower. His black short hair clung to his scalp as he washed away the morning’s exertions. Just an hour ago, he’d had Wonder Woman—Diana—writhing beneath him, her legendary strength no match for the primal hunger they’d unleashed. The memory of her thick thighs and the way she’d moaned his name had him hard again, his 25-inch cock throbbing as he gripped it, jerking off with a low growl. Thick ropes of cum splattered against the shower wall, his breath heavy with the recollection of breeding her on the bed, the sheets a mess of their passion.
As the steam curled around him, a sudden press of soft, heavy breasts against his muscular back made him pause. A smirk curled his feline lips. 'Mamas, is that you?' he rumbled, voice a deep purr that echoed off the tiles.
A sultry laugh answered, followed by Harley Quinn’s unmistakable drawl. 'Not quite, big boy, but we’re just as fun. Ain’t that right, Frosty?' Her pale hands slid around his waist, teasing the hard planes of his abs.
Frost—Louise—chuckled, her cool tone a sharp contrast to the heat of her body. 'Oh, we’ve got more than fun in store. Look at this beast, Harley. He’s already rock hard again. What a greedy kitty.' Her fingers wrapped around his massive cock, giving a slow, deliberate stroke. 'Does that feel good, Ryan? Or do I need to up my game?'
Ryan’s growl deepened, his claws flexing against the tiled wall. 'Feels damn good, but use both hands, Frost. I ain’t here for half measures.'
She obliged with a smirk, her grip tightening as she worked him with expert precision. He reached back, delivering a sharp smack to her firm, round ass. The sound echoed, and a blush crept over her icy features. 'Don’t get shy on me now,' he teased, his voice a low rumble. A thick burst of cum shot out, coating Harley’s thighs as she giggled, spreading it over her skin like a trophy.
'Look at this mess you made, tiger,' Harley purred, stepping closer, her blue eyes glinting with mischief. 'Bet you wanna use my cum-covered tits, don’t ya?'
'Hell yes,' Ryan grunted, his gaze locked on her enormous breasts, glistening with his release. He didn’t wait for an invitation, sliding his throbbing cock between them, thrusting with a feral intensity. Harley’s moans spurred him on, her hands pressing her chest tighter around him until he came again, a hot, dripping load spilling over her.
Frost, not one to be outdone, pressed her hands against the shower wall, arching her back with a challenging glare. 'Come on, big guy. Let’s see if you can handle me.' Her tone was sharp, daring, as she spread her legs, her wet pussy glistening under the water.
Ryan didn’t hesitate, positioning himself behind her and thrusting in deep, his massive length stretching her with every powerful stroke. 'Who owns this pussy, Frost?' he demanded, his voice a growl as he smacked her ass again, the sharp sting making her gasp.
She tossed her head back, panting, sweat mixing with the shower’s spray. 'I’m not giving you an answer that easy,' she shot back, her voice defiant even as her body trembled under his relentless pace.
'Don’t make me ask again,' he warned, another smack landing on her dripping skin, harder this time.
A breathless laugh escaped her, her resolve cracking. 'Fine, damn it. You do. Now make me cum, you beast.'
That was all the encouragement he needed. With a final, earth-shaking thrust, he came inside her, his hot release spilling out, coating the walls as their combined heat filled the steamy air. Pulling out, he gripped himself, stroking fast and hard until another thick load shot across Frost’s breasts, her sharp intake of breath a testament to the intensity.
Harley, still catching her breath, grabbed his hands, guiding them to her thick thighs. 'My turn, tiger. Let’s get this party really started,' she quipped, her voice dripping with horny anticipation as she positioned herself for him.
The shower ran on, washing away the evidence of their lust, but the heat between them only grew. As they stepped out, slick and satisfied—for now—Ryan knew this was just the beginning. The League of Shadows’ base was a den of desire, and with Talia and Shiva’s surprises still lurking, he was ready to claim every inch of it.
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