He had completed a contract to destroy a nest of nekkers and he was coming to collect his reward. The war between Nilfgaard and Redania had been ragin... these past few weeks, and it was getting more difficult to travel around. With bloodshed, came blood thirsty monsters, "at least it's good for business" he said to himself in his deep monotone voice.Geralt was a Witcher of the Wolf school, in total there are four schools of Witchers, the Wolf, Griffin, Ursine, and Feline, which you could tell by. Her other hand led mine under her top to her breast. I felt a nipple and realized for the first time that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Pulling her lovely mouth away from mine she said in a husky voice, ‘I want you to fuck me, here, now!’ ‘What? Here in this car park? Don’t you at least want to get into the car?’ ‘No. I can’t wait that long.’ She had lifted her skirt and, pulling her panties aside, was feeding him into her pussy. She pushed herself against me and I got the message that there was no. If he could only move... but his arms refused to lift themselves... not until she said... she was in charge... in control... "Jeremy," she hissed hotly in his ear. "I want you to take my scent in, to breathe deeply of my aroma... feel me suffuse throughout your body... filling up every nook and cranny of your self... making it mine... inhale, Jeremy..."He did as she asked, and filled his lungs with her scent. The heady mix of sweet-smelling sweat and tangy perfume made his nose buzz with. ” I let out a frustrated yowl.The purple dome suddenly contracted around me and spread beneath my body. I gasped as it lifted me up from the ground. I shifted around in a ball of purple energy, floating over the street. My head whipped around. What was Aingeal—My stomach lurched to the right. I gasped as she hurtled the ball down the street, slamming through the insects. I smiled as they buzzed away, streaking in all directions to avoid getting swatted. A few splatted on the outside. A pleased.