Russell Wilson Lets Ride Gif の小説・ストーリー

Aldrich pinched Rian's cheeks. The last time when we came for horse riding, Rian cried to ride the horse alone but Aldrich didn't allow him as he is very small but he promised his son to bring one special horse for him. Aldrich then picked out a small remote from his back pocket and pressed one button. A wooden small horse came running towards us that was looking real with hairs on its back and a long tail. Rian became so excited that he balled his palms in tight fists and screamed "Yayyyy" at the top of his lungs.

Although Chump said nothing, he controlled the speed well so Ralph would not die from this. However, by the time he rode over to the main entrance of the house, Heather, who stood on the staircase, could see that Ralph could hardly scold her anymore. His haute couture suit was in tatters, and the man lay feebly on the ground, looking as though he was dying. “Oh, it’s you, the famous Mr. Russell. What’s the matter? I thought you wanted to say something to my face?” Curling her lips, Heather was in a much better mood now.

But instead of shock and fear, amusement and wonder gleamed in his gaze. Then his eyes found Beta Razel’s face. Calm yet calculating. Beta Russel clapped the shoulder of Beta Apollo and the Blonde Beta lifted his head from his enjoyment. He looked at Beta Razel first, then to Sasha, then back to the Beta. He tipped his head to the side, sticking out his tongue—before giving my companion a middle finger. A silent invitation, she supposed. It was Beta Apollo’s turn to hug the tree as Beta Russel slowly made his way inside him. His face contorted with ecstasy, biting his lip and gripping tightly to the poor tree as Beta Russel slid his full length to him.

I whisper, my voice trembling. Ruslan smiles, crouching down to meet Milanya’s gaze. “You want to run, little wolf?” he asks, his tone playful. Milanya barks in response, her tail wagging furiously. “Alright,” Ruslan says, his smirk returning as he steps out of his shirt and pants, and begins to shift. Within moments, his massive black wolf form stands before us, towering over Milanya but radiating warmth and pride. Milanya yips excitedly, jumping around his paws before darting off into the trees. Ruslan follows, his powerful form moving with effortless grace as he keeps pace with her.

Lucas excitedly clarified. "No, me!" Wendell claimed, and after Lucas frowned, he took it back, saying, "Of course, you! I can no longer rock my head like you do, buddy!" Wendell gave Lucas a headbang, and the boy followed. "Yeah! Finally, I can be a rockstar too!" Lucas said. Everyone laughed. From behind Lucas, Shantelle mouthed to Wendell, 'Thank you.' She did the same with Milan before Lucas took his very first ride on a horse.

Russell and suddenly spinning his chair around so he faced him. "Woah, easy there, Alpha," Mr. Russell raised his hands beside her head, smiling like a lunatic. "Your mate's life is at stake," Mr. Russell pointed behind Audrey while smiling up at Alpha Lake. "Then face me and talk like a man; quit being cowardly," Alpha Lake drew him by the collar, kicking his chair away and sending it flying against the wall noisily; he let his wolf take over and dominate his eyes. "Hey! Put me down!" Mr. Russell tried to punch Alpha Lake but his hand was caught before he could even aim and the next thing he felt was his back slamming hard against the wall

I didn’t have time for such pastimes. “Who’s leading?” I asked, feigning interest. “Gordon, but the damn caution just started. I hate when they end under caution.” I looked back at the television. “You like racing?” “Yeah, the faster the better. How about you?” I shrugged. “I’m not much of a fan. Kind of busy these days.” The man nodded, turned my direction, and extended his hand. “Russell, Russell Collins. What brings you to LA?”

"Hon, sorry to keep you waiting." Sherry looked at him and simply nodded her head. "It's OK." Axel patted his wife's arms gently. "I'm sorry about Russell's father," he said. "Thanks," Sherry murmured. "Let's take the photos now. Where do you want us to start?" she asked gloomily. "Wait, now that Russell was gone, why don't you come to the Gateway Resort with me? Join me there. There are many thrilling rides in the resort. We will have lots of fun for sure. We can take more photos to send home," Axel said persuasively.

Lila sighs and I look at her in confusion as she pouts, “What? What’s wrong?” “I thought I would get to ride, Ryan.” She sighs, sadly. Ryan looks up, his attention toward Lila, “Baby, we talked about this. We don’t talk about how we mate in public.” Lila and I look at each other and burst into laughter as the boys stare at us confused. “We were talking about a car vs a wolf,” she says, grinning at him. Ryan’s face turns red, and Lila walks toward him, grabbing the collar of his shirt as she pulls him toward her. She kisses his lips, and he grabs her ass as we all watch.

But in that heartbeat of terror, I feel the movement next to me in a blurred motion and I quickly turn—curiosity has overtaken me—as I witness the aggressor fly from my view and collide straight to the wall. The large werehound slides down and collapses on the floor, unconscious. Russell stands before me, his leg is in the air, and poses a perfect kick. He doesn’t stop from there, he turns to face the remaining black-suit men and swiftly kicks the nearest one, a psychotic large grin plastered on his face. Seeing that as a warning, the men back away, fear ingrained in their bodies as they catch sight of his animalistic side. Russell turns to his father. “Are you off your rocker? Do you think