Novel & Cerita Willow X Pony

Willow's hips shot up, a surprised moan escaping her lips. Knox looked up at her, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Someone's eager," he murmured before diving back in. Willow's legs trembled as Knox's tongue found her clit, swirling around it in slow, deliberate circles that had her hips rocking back and forth. She bit her lip, trying to keep her moans to a minimum. Just when she thought that it could not get any better, he added a finger. It slipped in easily, her pussy was so wet. He pumped it in and out of her as he continued to suck her clit. Willow felt like she was going to combust. The tension coiled in her belly, tightening with every stroke of his tongue.

she nervously laughed, trying to mask her fear of falling off. He didn't say anything. They were out of the woods now and onto the road, where Wes increased the speed. Willow guided him on the road and took him in the same direction that she and Kairav had been in a few days ago. She instructed Wes to stop when she noticed the recognizable tents and groups of performers. She led him to the last tent after he parked the motorcycle. She and Wes walked into the tent, but Wes remained standing while she took a seat. He had the same reaction as Willow when she first saw the fourteen-year-old-looking witch, but he was able to hide it because of the warning she had given him earlier.

he gritted out. “Yes, baby! Relax!” I muttered back. Drake patted Toby, totally ignoring me. He was mad at me now. The guide returned with a white mare and smiled at me. “This is Willow, the perfect ride for beginners and kids. You can enjoy your ride, miss. She is Toby’s partner too. They have three foals. I can introduce you to them when we return. So, are you ready?” “Can you give me a minute with Willow?” “Sure, miss. Take your time.”

It was strange, almost unfamiliar to me, this quiet that no longer pressed against my chest. I watched from the edge of the clearing as the young wolves sparred. Their movements were precise, a mix of instinct and training. My eyes, though, kept drifting toward Willow. She moved with fire and intent, every motion sharp, every strike calculated. It was impossible not to see the Landry blood in her, her spirit unbroken, unafraid. Twix’s voice cut across the clearing. “Careful, Willow. You’re letting your shoulder drop again.” Willow pivoted, her copper hair catching the sunlight. “It’s called momentum,” she called back, a grin tugging at the corner of her lips.

That scumbag they were talking about was probably him. Xena and Willow were pen pals, and apparently, they did not hold back when sharing details. Just as he was mulling over this revelation, his expression shifted abruptly. He murmured, "Wait… what's this?"

He pulled carefully instead of violently, using his own horse to block Willow from reaching the trees. “Slow down,” he murmured. “That’s it.” Willow tossed her head. A dark movement appeared between the trees. My breath stopped. Something enormous shifted behind the branches. It was there for less than a second, but I saw it clearly enough this time. A broad black shape, much larger than a normal dog, moved low to the ground before disappearing behind the tree trunks. Willow saw it too. She let out a frightened sound and reared. I screamed as the saddle dropped away beneath me.

I took the time to learn their names, Xenia, Harper, Callie, and Felix, the one who was playing around with my mate in wolf form last night. It seems like their chore for the week is to help Alejandra Herrera, the horse keeper, whose tall frame stands by, watching them closely. I notice with a chuckle that they’re all wearing flannels, jeans, and boots, Alejandra’s go-to work look. My eyes are drawn to Willow, like they’ve got a mind of their own. She’s working magic on a skittish mare, all gentle touches and calming whispers, her movements graceful. Then, in a flash, she dashes to catch a knocked-over bucket, quick on her feet. I watch as she shares a joke with Callie, points Felix towards

And, yes, Willow is back but a bit upset with me as she does not agree with the concept of us being a chosen mate to someone. Due to this she has not been interacting with me except the time when it comes to training and running. But, though it is running I doubt she would cooperate with me right now as it is the ritual of our Luna ceremony. “Do you think Willow will cooperate? She has been against me now whenever it’s something related to you.”

Once I was back, the two of us would still be just like before. At that thought, the vague unease that had been gnawing at Ronan finally faded. "Come on. You wanted to go to the night revelry, right?" Willow's eyes lit up instantly. … Over the next two days, Ronan spent nearly every moment with her. They went shopping together. Willow took a liking to a necklace inlaid with moonstone, and Ronan immediately bought it for her. She coquettishly said she wanted to learn how to ride a snow deer, so Ronan took her to the snowy plains.

When Luna fully comes to the surface she will be able to take out Armies. ‘Look Eros I know you think highly of your ‘master’ but let’s be realistic. Willow is only maybe 150lbs Luna maybe large for a female due to Alpha blood but she won’t be that strong.’ You just watch and see how strong she truly becomes. I roll my eyes as I decide to flick the TV on as I wait for Willow to get home. ********************************** Willow POV “Hey Ricky I am about to head out do you guys got everything covered for the dinner rush?” I ask as I am gathering my things from my desk.