Warning: Mature Content Ahead. “So you have been able to do as far as to notice her vicious spirit, huh?” River croaked, face scrunched up in a frown that caught him off-guard. Gonzalo was about to gently push the door open but her suggestive tone caused him to halt “Hm?” He inquired with confusion. “Yes.” River was rolling her eyes now. “I can see the admiration and respect you have in your eyes every time you look at her. Not to mention the cordial relationship you two seem to share.” Laughing in this case would have put him in a lot of trouble but seeing River being so cute about him and Sofia was peak. “Hm… someone sounds jealous.” He teased. “Seriously, Gonzalo? Are you telling me I have a cause to be jealous of?” “Of course, not. Sofia and I are just friends, nothing more… perhaps, less. I've only known her for a few days and we share a common ground – which is to conquer the rogues. Sofia wants justice for her husband, I want justice for my pack. Trust me, River. The
Warning: Mature Content Ahead. River dug her nails into his back, groaning like a wild animal caught in a trap. He could feel her clenching around his fingers, thrusting herself in along with the pace he had maintained. She was impatient. Well, passion knows no patience, does it? He was still kissing her when she grabbed his balls, rubbing them so that they both could be doing something to each other simultaneously. The sofa now seemed like a limitation. After a minute of fumbling with his balls, her hand throbbed around his dick sending a tingling sensation across every pore and fiber of his body. He slid his fingers out of her when he could feel her arousal flooding his fingers. No, he wanted to taste her. To taste what he had done to her. “If I am asked, Pequena, I would say honey is made up of you. My God, you're beyond sweet… you're the very essence of sweetness, distilled in human form.” He stood up so that her hand could release his erection. And once again, he knel
River’s profession of her love was something Gonzalo hadn't anticipated. He also wasn't sure he was ready for it. But he heard it and it did a foreign tingling across his body. He felt like so many things were simultaneously happening to him. He remained laid there, atop her on the sofa that could barely contain them, breaths paused and eyes locked onto hers. For some reason, he could feel his eyes getting filled up with tears. Dammit. He was a man. Men shouldn't cry in situations like this. He was supposed to be more romantic than ever, wrap his arms around her, and call her all the beautiful names. He wasn't supposed to feel this way but he couldn't help it. “R–River…” He called softly. “Are… are y–you sure about this?” The answer came in the form of a kiss. River pulled him closer dragging him under her this time. They rolled over each other until they landed on the floor with a soft thud. She giggled. “Ever been ridden by a witch?” Came to her whisper as she bent under her b
Warning: Mature Content Ahead Without another word, River reached for his hand and tugged him towards the bathroom. Gonzalo loved it when she dominated. There was something about string women that got to his bones. He wanted to be babied and River was one hell of a mother. The room was spacious, the clawfoot bathtub was a magnificent centerpiece. With a flick of her wrist, he watched River conjured warm water that filled the tub, swirling with fragrant steam. “Show off.” He chuckled as he pulled her closer and undid the rough zip-up she had done during their messy escape from the living room just now. “I'll show anything off to you.” She chuckled in return. She also helped undo his buttons and soon, their clothes fell into a discarded heap as they stepped into the tub, the warm water enveloping them in a soothing welcome. Gonzalo leaned forward, his lips skimming across the sensitive skin of River's neck. She sighed and her head fell back against the rim of the tub as she all
Gonzalo was about to walk out of that door when Sofia emerged from the back of the house, pushing past him before he could reach the door. He had no idea if he was supposed to be relieved that Sofia was here or scared that she seemed so worked up. "What's happening?" he hissed, already clenching his fists in apprehension."Seems someone's hurt," Sofia explained with a furrow in her brow. "They need my help. I think they were attacked by rogues. Stay here."He exhaled as the tension left his shoulders. His initial worries dissipated. "Thank goodness. We thought it was-""The pack warriors?" she finished, shaking her head disapprovingly. “It is those bloody rogues again.”She glanced towards River and Rain, who were huddled together on the bed. "River, keep Rain close. No noise, alright?"River nodded tightly, her eyes wide with apprehension. "Go, attend to them Sofia. We’ll be fine here. They need you."Sofia gave a single, worried nod before hurrying towards the front door. As she
River ~~ Sex with Gonzalo was great as usual. River wouldn't mind spending the rest of her life with him if they were going to keep having such crazy morning shower sex. But then, of course, she loved him so much— and that was that. Being with Rain and him was soothing. However, the recurring factor in their lives was that ‘thing’ that always happened to disrupt their plans. One of which was the interruption by those poor kids whose families had also suffered the tyranny of the rogues. She could hear them crying, begging Sofia to help save their mother probably because they knew no one else would. Everyone had been forced to cower… to retreat into their shells and save their asses alone. No one wanted to be the hero. Being the hero was synonymous with stupidity now. All of these needed to change. People needed to start helping one another again. They needed to stop acting as though seeing young kids carrying their injured father with wails and cries for help was a norm
A strained but obviously fake cough from Sofia brought River and Gonzalo out of their bubble of affection. Gonzalo released River from his embrace, while she blushed slightly with embarrassment.Right. This family needed their help.River turned her head to the father, who looked at her and Gonzalo with curiosity. "Your children said you were attacked and your wife was taken away. Please, could you shed more light on that?"River saw the myriad of emotions flashing through the man's face. He bent his head slightly, caressing the heads of both his children who were still clung tightly to him like they were scared he'd die if they let go."It is obvious that somehow, you saved my life." The man's gaze traveled around the room before landing on River's face, his voice full of gratitude. "Thank you. Thank you so much for sparing my children the harsh fate of living without their father. I am forever indebted to you."River opened her mouth slightly, unsure of how to reply to that. She gla
River knelt before Alex, her eyes locked on his. "Close your eyes, Alex," she instructed gently. "Think, as clearly as you can, of the exact spot where they took your wife.""Why?" Alex stammered, eyes squinted in doubt.She wanted to reply when Sofia stepped forward and cut him off. “Do you want to save your wife or argue? Time is of the essence!"River chuckled softly, Sofia’s patience was almost non-existent. The woman was more like a man than a woman. She was sure she used to be a loving wife and doctor to her people. But now, grief had forced her to become strong – rigid. That was the kind of thing pain did to a person. “Relax, Alex. Sofia's right, but don't worry. I plan to use teleportation to get us there quickly. Think of the place, picture it vividly in your mind."Alex blinked. “Teleportation?”He got a nod from River and a groan from Sofia in return. Finally, he reciprocated River’s nod and closed his eyes. He envisioned the clearing, the fallen log where his wife had tum