Arrian, perhaps because of the traumatic events when rescuing Sarah, wasn't fazed with the violence of this day; that's not to say he wasn't pissed of.... Everyone sat at the kitchen counter, and Arrian pulled Helen on to his lap and gave her a reassuring kiss and tight squeeze."Can I ask who you are?" Arrian directed his question at Sharon."My name is Sharon Ellis, Frank is my husband. Randy is my son." She spat, visibly disgusted.Arrian looked over at his other companions to read their. "No, you're not walking away from me again," he growls at me. My heart is racing as his hand moves to stroke my face. His voice is barely a whisper. "You have no idea how much I've missed you. Seeing you again has made me realise that I was the fool all those years ago." "What do you mean?" I ask him. He slips a hand round my waist and leans towards me. He stops so close to my face that I can smell his aftershave. I try not to get too turned on as he brushes his lips across my cheek to my. With each outwards thrust, her juices escaping. Her orgasm so powerful, her screams so loud, her vision just fireworks on her eye lids. Her body weak, the only thing holding her back from falling face first onto the floor is his hands still tightly digging into her sides. He thrusts, once, twice more, without cumming before letting her go. Gently he pushes her down to the floor, sliding his hands up the backs of her thighs, over her cheeks, her lower back and up to her shoulders, he turns her.. "I see a clearing up ahead."Hissath prodded his mount forward. As long as the beast kept moving the cold didn't bother it too much, but the chill of morning would make it balky and hard to get started.The clearing was small, but it was sheltered by tall trees. There was frost-killed grass enough for their mounts and dead branches to feed a fire. A ring of blackened stones showed that at some long-forgotten time other travellers had passed this way, and Ranulf lost no time putting it to use. By.