Tarzanx Shame Of Jane Part - 1 Top

She scrambled backward, her heel catching on a root. She fell hard, her sketchbook flying, her dress tearing at the shoulder. She was on her back, arms thrown up, as the wall of black fur and horn thundered toward her.

But the wild was patient. And it was jealous. tarzanx shame of jane part 1 top

Her gaze was fixed on his mouth. He touched his lower lip. It came away red with the buffalo’s blood, mixed with his own. She scrambled backward, her heel catching on a root