Lone Star Mountain hideaway

Fading an ending on this.

It would not have taken them long to have found a place to hide away from the rest of the world. The devil was finished with his wandering for a short while; he had found what he needed to amuse him, and when he had grown tired of her… he would leave her or rip her apart. The red girl would never get to speak of him again; his name had never been mentioned to her and Iliksis was far too bothered by the fresh pussies he was chasing to think much on his uncle. It was fine with him that his family would be bothered by something more appealing; Ocra was his to find pleasure in, at least for a minute. After he had finished, Iliksis was welcome to her only afterward.
 
The piebald male trekked forward with a slinking pace; his limbs whisked him across the land and up the mountain, where the two found a secluded den to house their captive. Then, Ithrik had his way with her, left her to his nephew and fell asleep against the cold earth. The day after, he would repeat his assault until she could no longer stand. In this, he was growing tired of the wilds. There was so much beyond the boundaries that he had found, and Ithrik was eager to know what others would bring him.