Lone Star Mountain #newdaynewme

The devil was successful in latching tight to the girl. She stumbles against his weight and falls to the ground, allowing him room to move over top of her. Still, she wriggles and attempts to pull away from him so that she might run, but he holds himself firmly and snaps his teeth in various portions of her body in hopes of slowing her movements some. Once she had been placed in a compromising position, he swung himself so that he could tower over her and position his lower half near the warmth of her rear. Ithrik shuddered violently against the feeling of her struggle and he drooled openly, hoping to be able to sate some of his desires with the use of her body. The devil attempted to wrap his limbs around her hips and latch his teeth to her nape to hold her still. The ginger-furred woman squirmed against him and he bucked his pelvis wildly at her, hoping only to strike against her frame.