What Have You Done?

River, who had been. caught in the throes of a passion she thought was long extinguished, clung to him. Her body became a vessel yearning for his forbidden touch. The spell book lay forgotten on the forest floor, making River wonder if its magic could ever rival the one she and Gonzalo were currently making.

Gonzalo, who was fueled by sheer arousal lifted her off the ground. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, her body molding against his hard frame. He carried her deeper into the woods and she let him.

Like hell, they needed to stay closer to the pack to avoid encountering trouble. But what trouble could she possibly be in right now other than the one she and Gonzalo were brewing? The rustling of the leaves as he made his way deeper was a mere whisper compared to the tempest raging within them.

They found themselves in a secluded clearing soaked in moonlight. Here, under the watchful gaze of the stars, Gonzalo lay her on a bed of soft moss and collapsed beside her.

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