Chapter 70

Lana found it hard to breathe, with her face and chest pressed down against the bed and her hands clenching hopelessly against the sheets below her. Her knuckles turned white from the intensity of her grip. Her lower half was propped up as she attempted to steady herself on her aching and trembling knees, unbeknownst to her that River was the one keeping her up and holding her in place in the first place.

She lost count of the amount of times River came inside her as she could feel his thick seed dripping down from her inner thighs. She moaned messily into the bed from his ongoing bout of pleasure, her throat hurting with every sound she made.

The cold air brushed against her naked farm, not even remembering when her top got removed in the first place. The cold stung her open wound on her shoulder from when River suddenly bit her, deep and hard enough to make her bleed. The metallic scent of blood filled her senses but if was quickly replaced by the strong smell of sex f