She writhed against him, moving with him, urging him into her. His hands gently caressed her as he cleansed her body. xnx She was exhausted, hurt, and weakening. She reached up to touch his messy blood-red hair and run her fingers through its silky softness. A huge man appeared behind her attackers. “Yes,” she replied. She had found an old sword. He thrust hard into her from behind. She looked up into golden eyes that gleamed with amusement. His muscles rippled as he moved with cat-like grace. Again, he took her as she climaxed screaming, her hips moving to his savage thrusts. He let his awareness drift and she slept warm against him.
