Alpine Lake Left Behind To The Wolves

Once more, his fangs found purchase. This time the rotten and gnarled things sunk into her rear. The piebald brute listened intently as she called out, but did not yield. Not even when she swung round to latch her teeth to the flesh on his shoulder. Instead, Ithrik thrashed his head from side to side and growled deeply. He wanted her to hold still. He wanted to drive himself into her with such force that she would break and cease to be. The devil wanted to taste her fear.