In the Territory of Deathfall, cold weather only means one thing. Mating season.
For the new settlers, Deathfall is proving difficult to tame. The crops will not grow, the livestock is dying, and the people are starving. If things don't change, none of them will survive the winter. That is not something Annabelle is willing to accept. She will not watch her family starve if there is anything she can do to stop it.
Against the wishes of the other families, Annabelle meets with one of the creatures who share the valley with them. He is surprisingly willing to be helpful. With one catch. She has to stay with him. Can Annabelle stay indifferent to him? Or will her fascination grow into something far more?
Cizen groaned at the sight of her bare body. His large hands grasped her knees and Annabelle spread her thighs. She let him look his fill, feeling like a wanton as she shamelessly let him gaze at her most secret place. His eyes flicked up to her face for a brief moment, before he ducked his head.
In the Territory of Deathfall, cold weather only means one thing. Mating season.
For the new settlers, Deathfall is proving difficult to tame. The crops will not grow, the livestock is dying, and the people are starving. If things don't change, none of them will survive the winter. That is not something Annabelle is willing to accept. She will not watch her family starve if there is anything she can do to stop it.
Against the wishes of the other families, Annabelle meets with one of the creatures who share the valley with them. He is surprisingly willing to be helpful. With one catch. She has to stay with him. Can Annabelle stay indifferent to him? Or will her fascination grow into something far more?
Cizen groaned at the sight of her bare body. His large hands grasped her knees and Annabelle spread her thighs. She let him look his fill, feeling like a wanton as she shamelessly let him gaze at her most secret place. His eyes flicked up to her face for a brief moment, before he ducked his head.