Rest a bit holding Rita

It's been quite a day. You pull Rita's head onto your chest and lie still. Rita gives you a smile.

"I'm glad you came along," she murmurs. "That cunt Isabelle would have had me killed... and probably tortured first."

"Forget about it," you tell her. "You're here now, with me. And I like you."

Rita kisses you, and you snuggle her more closely. The two of you soon fall asleep.

When you wake, Rita is already caressing you. "Why do I feel like I want to mate with you?"

You give her a grin. "Because you are now my mate."