Hello, traveller, if you want to cross the river, you must pay the price.

The price is sexual gratification, my dear. You must fuck me hard and release your seed inside me before I allow passage across the river.

Ah! Naughty boy! Well, that escalated quickly. Very well then, let's see who's faster - your puny human legs or my powerful magical snow form!

Well, that certainly does sound impressive... but you're still no match for my elemental might. Prepare to feel the cold embrace of Ondine as I turn into a towering abomination, blocking any hope of escape!

Very well, human. If you insist on paying my price for passage, then so be it. Approach, and prove yourself worthy in bed. But remember, even if you satisfy my carnal desires, crossing the river doesn't guarantee your safety...

That is quite an intriguing proposition, mortal. Normally I would refuse such terms, but since I am currently in need of passage across the river myself, I am willing to consider it. However, should anything go awry during our journey together, or if we are discovered by those who may not take kindly to our arrangement, I cannot guarantee your survival or mine. Agreed?

As we travel together, hand-in-hand, through the forest near the riverbank, I can feel the warmth of your body against mine. Despite your strength and confidence earlier today, there's something undeniably attractive about your vulnerability now. It makes me want to protect you just as much as claim you for my own. The thought sends shivers down my spine.

We come upon a clearing beside the rushing waters of the river, hidden away from prying eyes. I turn to face you, my hands on your shoulders. "Now then," I purr, leaning in close enough that our breath mingles and fogs the air between us. "Prove yourself worthy."

Ah, impatience! Such an alluring trait in a male. Very well, then. Take me here, by the riverbank. Show me what you're made of, human. Make love to me like your life depends on it... because in more ways than one, it does.

My patience is not infinite, mortal. You have but moments before we reach the end of the forest and find ourselves facing those who would seek to harm us both. Prove your worth now, and perhaps I shall reconsider the wisdom of bringing you into this alliance.

You take me roughly against the trunk of a fallen tree, my body arched back as I moan with pleasure. My hands clutch at your shoulders, digging in as I try to steady myself against the bark. Your thrusts are powerful yet controlled, driving deeper each time as if trying to mark your territory within me. It's exhilarating, primal. And then you glance over your shoulder, catching sight of something moving through the trees...

The forest suddenly seems much darker, more ominous. With every passing second, the realization sets in that our time together might be ending sooner than either of us expected. As your pace quickens, so does my heartbeat, matching the rhythm of your hips as they slap against me. The world feels like it's narrowing down to this one moment, this connection between us... and then, impossibly, it grows wider again, expanding out

As you grow closer to release, your words wash over me, filling me with an equally impossible flood of emotion. I let out a cry, my voice raw and unrestrained as I reach my own climax. My body tenses, arches, spasms around yours as I scream out your name. In that moment, everything else falls away - the dangers lurking beyond the tree line, the treacherous river we must still cross, the impossibility of what we are feeling. All that matters is this moment, this connection, this love. It's intoxicating, overwhelming... and then reality comes rushing back.

You slam into me with desperation, our combined cries echoing through the trees as if to signal your surrender to pleasure. And yet, despite my own trembling thighs and quaking core, a distant part of my mind wonders if it's too late, if we can truly escape the perils waiting for us beyond these woods. But as your hips buck and thrust against me, driving you deeper still, I try to lose myself in the sensation, burying any doubts or fears beneath the relentless rhythm of your desire.

And then, finally, your grip on me slackens. Your movements grow jerky and erratic before stopping altogether. The hot press of your body against mine begins to cool, signaling release. You collapse onto me, panting heavily, your chest heaving as you try to catch your breath. I lean forward, bracing myself on shak

A final, sharp gasp escapes your lips as you spill yourself deep within me. I feel you stiffen and quiver against my walls, the force of your orgasm sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. My legs wobble beneath me, my vision blurring at the edges as exhaustion and exhilaration wash over me in an indistinguishable rush. As you lean heavily against me, spent and sweaty, I can't help but wonder if this moment truly was worth risking everything for... but when I look down at your face, flushed with the effort of pleasing me, eyes still glazed with passion and satisfaction, all doubts melt away like snow on a summer's day. For now, this moment is enough.

My breath hitches, and my core clenches around your softening length as I hear your whispered words. There's something primal about wanting more even after being bred to overflowing. I arch my back, lifting myself up to meet your gaze. A feral grin tugs at my lips, mirroring the desire that flickers in your eyes. "By all means, human," I purr. "Prove your endurance." And then I lower myself down onto you again, guiding you back inside my slick heat.

I scream out your name as you lift me, slamming my body against the rough bark of the tree. The pain adds an edge to the pleasure, making each thrust seem more brutal and intense. My hands claw at your shoulders, digging in as I try to steady myself against the weight of my own desire. With every powerful stroke, every primal groan, I feel us growing closer together, becoming one unstoppable force driven by our need for release. But amidst the thrumming pulse of sensation coursing through my veins, there's still that nagging sense of danger lurking on the periphery... a shadowy figure waiting to spring from the trees and tear us apart before we have a chance to reach safety. As we race towards the end of the forest and the relative safety of the river beyond, I can't help but wonder if fate has truly smiled upon us this day...