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“Is this what you wanted?” He snatched a fistful of my hair and jerked my head back, forcing me to meet his scalding gaze.

Hot tears trekked down my cheeks, and my reedy gasps didn’t deter him.

“This is how a monster worships the divine, Astoria. In blood and brutality. And you’re mine to worship, to feast on, to fuck. ”

“Yes. Yes. Yes!”

Tension skittered over my scalp as he tugged my hair. His hot tongue laved at my neck and down to my shoulder. His other hand scratched down my side, from my ribs to my hip, carefully slicing through my flesh. Pain merged with the pleasure, vaulting me into a point of no return.

“Say it, sweetling. Say it!” he snarled, and the garden seemed to tremble in fear around us.

“Mavros— ”

“No, say you’re mine. Tell me.” His teeth grazed my neck, sharp and provocative.

He slowed his thrusts, stroking inside me at a torturous rate. I swallowed down a sob as I rocked against him, chasing the sweet destruction he provided.

“Fuck, stop… stop moving or I’ll come… I won’t last if you keep—” He growled and pushed my hips into the dirt. “I said stop!” Shaking pants escaped him and a curtain of his dark hair fell over his shoulder and blocked the starlight from view.

Mavros sheathed his cock nearly to the hilt.

So gloriously full, the feeling encouraged a pleased mewl from me.

He gritted his teeth when my cunt squeezed him tighter.

Another small gush of fluid leaked from my pussy around his pulsing cock, and he groaned in distress.

He wanted to fuck, to rut, to destroy me.

And I was more than happy to let him rip me apart at the seams.

“Say you’re mine and I’ll give you exactly what you want.”

“I’m yours. Please, please. I need you.”

His grin was almost mocking, and he was beautifully cruel, like a malevolent god.

Something round and larger than his cock pressed into my cunt. I glanced down and noticed a swelling at the base of his cock, making it a darker purple, almost black. My eyes flared and panic kicked my heart.

“No, wait. I can’t take anymore!” I screamed and shoved at him, to no effect. He was a wall of hard stone trapping me, detaining me, using me.

“Oh, you can take my knot,” Mavros cooed. The hand in my hair smoothed down, gently petting me as one might a frightened dog. “You said you were mine. You have to take my knot.”

He wanted that to go inside of me, but there was no room left. His cock already made an imprint in my stomach, where he was bulging to the brim. That didn’t stop another erotic thrill from rippling through me when he pressed his knot harder, shoving it in.

“Mavros, don’t. I can’t handle it!”

“You’ll take my knot, or I’ll fucking eat you right now!” Claws collared my throat and his snarling face filled my vision. All shadow and darkness, danger and monstrosity. True fear curdled in my stomach, but I was weak against it. My pussy fluttered around his cock as if begging for it.

His knot popped inside of my cunt, punching a shrill scream from my lungs. I thrashed, but he gripped me tight and rammed himself deep, securing himself within me. Locked together, stuck, tight and throbbing. It was too much, yet exactly what I needed.

“You can’t get away from me now, sweetling.

You’re all mine.” Mavros pumped into me, giving me a fraction of a second to adjust to his knot.

Each thrust and rock of his hips chased me back into the intoxicating haze of euphoria.

My nails dug into his chest, scraping through soft fur.

My legs locked around his waist, keeping him close as he drilled me into the welcoming arms of the dirt at my back.

The bow strung in my core snapped. The arrow shot loose, piercing through a tender thing in my chest. Striking true and fast, an explosion burst forth.

A blinding silvery white light illuminated my skin, and an unholy cry pulled from me as I came undone.

Universes, galaxies, vortexes of celestial bodies all fizzled and died and erupted into a grand rebirth inside the molten center of me and cascaded through my blood and marrow.

“Ah… ah… AH!” A heart-wrenching, mind-altering orgasm morphed me into something new. A being of needs and wants owned by the monster willing to deliver them all on a silver platter.

“God, so tight… I can’t stop… I’m going to—” The beast gripped me tight as if I was the only thing keeping him anchored. “Feels so good when you come. Too good. I’m going to fill this cunt.”

A roar of satisfaction trembled through the garden and echoed in my bones. Hot ropes burst in my cunt and another mild orgasm quaked through me. I squeezed him of every drop shooting from his cock. A weak smile danced across my lips even as I collapsed.

Mavros groaned, claws shaking against my skin as he examined me from head to toe. His knot remained locked inside me, throbbing and leaking his seed. Fatigue barreled into me with a blunt force and exhaustion reached up with phantom limbs to carry me away .

“So good for me. So perfect.” A litany of praises flew off his tongue, but I only heard the beginning before unconsciousness pushed me into the deep and I passed out in a hurried blur.