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Ember’s POV

Zane ran.

The Elite pack were much and we couldn't fight them off even if we tried to. We were greatly outnumbered.

He was still Naked, blood slick and magnificent.

He carried me on his back like I weighed nothing, his body bouncing with each movement he made. As I clutched him tightly, I could feel his muscles flexing with each step, his scent lingering around me like an intoxicating drug.

I could still feel him deep inside my core, still feel his thrusts, my thighs were sticky, still dripping with cum after what we had done. I was too weak to run, my legs still trembling from the aftermath of the brutal sex.

As he ran, I gently nuzzled his back, my lips brushing so close to the sweaty skin there. “You came in me like a fucking storm, Zane” I whispered against his neck. “Twice….”

I heard him laugh, low and deadly. “You begged for it, Ember, didn't you, huh?”

I rolled my eyes, of course I did. And goddess, I had begged with my soul and body.

Behind us, the night roared angrily. Furious at what we had just done under the sacred moon.

Loud, ferocious howls could be heard as it sliced through the silence, dozens…..no, hundreds of elite wolves were coming, their claws sharp and elongated, digging into the ground as they ran, their fangs? Pointy and bared , their eyes glowing with a murderous intensity that sent shivers down my spine.

As they ran after us, the ground trembled violently, the trees slamming against each other, whispering out names as though they were cursed.

And the scorch? It has sent its feral pets. Deadly monsters.

They were twisted, rogue wolves, spines bone-jagged, their sockets empty and leaking black rot. It seemed like they were deformed into deadly, terrifying monsters to do the Scorch’s bidding.

Their howls didn't seem natural or wolf-like, no, they were screams, like sentinels of the Abyss.

And us? We were its prey, hunted.

Zane didn't stop for even a split second, well, he could not.

And I didn't bother to disturb him. Not when I could feel his heat searing through my body, not when I still ached from the brutal pussy worship he had given me, not when I could feel my nipples rubbing on his back, erect and screaming to be touched.

All I could think of was more of what he could do to my body.

As we dove deeper into the trees which had white weird like clawed structures instead of branches, the Ironfrost Abyss closed around us, swallowing us, the moon itself disappearing.

We found the temple then - half-buried, with cracked stones and vines hanging like ropes from the ceiling. It smelled like death. The air was foul with rot and ruin.

Just what we needed. He stepped inside and put me down gently, his eyes shining like two moons in the dark. "Be quiet," he whispered, his voice warm against my skin.

But I couldn't think. Not about hiding, or monsters, or the danger outside.

I thought about him only. My legs hurting from being wrapped around him. I was sore and bruised. My throat still tender from shouting his name.

But it was not enough. I would never get enough. "I shouldn't want more," I whispered, my hand moving down my stomach. My fingers touched the warm slick between my legs;still wet and tender. "But I do.”

His eyes turned dark. The wolf inside him growled. Then he spoke in a deep, firm voice. "Get on your knees."

Oh goddess.

I fell to my knees right away, the cold floor hurting my skin. I didn't mind. I couldn't. Not when I wanted him like this, rough, wild, and all mine.

Then, he stepped towards me, his cock already erect and hard, flushed with both blood and lust.

“You want to be a slut?” He growled lowly, a sly smirk dancing at the corner of his lips as he dusted a hand in my hair. “Then you'll be fucking devoured”

I parted my lips as he fed it to me without any hesitation. I gasped, moaning around his cock, my tongue swirling, saliva drooling down my chest as he fucked my mouth raw.

His hips thrusted forward, each movement making my eyes sting with tears as I dug my claws deep into my thighs.

“Look at you, bitch” he growled as he looked down at me. “Gagging on my cock, choking like that is the only thing keeping you fucking alive”

I moaned, his words arousing me even more. I wanted to say something, but my mouth was full with his cock, his heat, his taste, the brutal rhythm of his thrusts which broke me.

Then, with a wet pop, he yanked it out of my mouth.

My lips glistened with saliva, my jaws still aching, my pussy throbbing, needy.

And yet, he still was not done.

Without giving me a chance to catch my breath, he suddenly spun me swiftly, slamming my face flat onto the altar, my ass raised in the air for him.

What came next was not just love making, it was much more than that.

In one swift thrust, he suddenly slammed into me without any warning Or mercy.

My eyes widened, a scream tearing through my throat, my voice echoing through the walls.

I gasped, my claws scratching against the stone as my legs shook as he fucked me as though he wanted to ruin me.

“You wanted this, huh?!” He growled, grunting, each thrust so deep and feral, I saw stars. “To be fucked, filled up? Used? Claimed?”

“Fuck yes!” I moaned, sobbing as I grinded my hips to meet every savage thrust he made. “I…. I'm fucking yours, yours, Zane….pl….please ….”

He breathed loudly, yanking my head back so that I choked on my own cry and whimper. “You'll fucking cum” he hummed, his voice gruff. “But when I give the order”

He hit something inside of me with each thrust; something filthy, tender, meant for only him alone.

I was gone, my body numb with nothing but nerves and lust.

“You're mine alone, Ember” he snarled, his hot breath brushing against my neck as he bit down until I bled. “Every breath, every fucking hole”

And in truth, I was.

He kept fucking me until I couldn't scream, until I could hardly breathe, I tik my body shuddered violently.

And then, only when he gave the order, my pussy clenched tightly around his cock and I came.

So hard that my body convulsed, my pussy throbbing against his cock like it never wanted to let go.

And in one final thrust, he growled, hissing and then, came with a roar.

It was hot. It felt endless. It marked me deeply in every way. We fell together, sweaty and shaking, still wrapped around each other. It was silent. But not peaceful.

Because the stone beneath us cracked. Red light burst out from the altar, spreading out like glowing lines.

My heart stopped. "Zane," I whispered.

I heard it then. A whisper. Not from outside or the creatures. From the walls themselves. "The blood of those who break bonds... will open the last gate.”

The air got heavy. The shadows shifted. Chains clanked. A creature emerged from the darkness; tied up in glowing chains, half wolf and half gods.

Its face was twisted in pain and anger. Strong energy pulsed from it. It looked at us and smirked.

"You want to burn?" it growled, its voice loud like thunder. "Then I'll set the whole world on fire for you."

Behind us, the temple doors broke. The beasts poured in. And we had nowhere to go.

“We're fucking dead” I muttered under my breath as I staggered backwards.