Chapter 70

  Lana found it hard to breathe, with her face and chest pressed down against the bed and her hands clenching hopelessly against the sheets below her. Her knuckles turned white from the intensity of her grip. Her lower half was propped up as she attempted to steady herself on her aching and trembling knees, unbeknownst to her that River was the one keeping her up and holding her in place in the first place.

  She lost count of the amount of times River came inside her as she could feel his thick seed dripping down from her inner thighs. She moaned messily into the bed from his ongoing bout of pleasure, her throat hurting with every sound she made.