Itto X Aether Novels & Stories

Aether's Obsession is an explicit 18+ MM sci-fi romance. Contains **graphic sexual content** including: - Detailed oral, anal, fingering, rimming, and penetration scenes - Edging, teasing, marking (bites/bruises), possessive/dominant dynamics - Alien biology (ridges, self-lubrication, heat-like responses) - Size difference, power imbalance, and mild dub-con elements (biological compulsion/heat) Additional mature themes;

Still convinced I was some desperate woman chasing money and status. And suddenly.. I didn’t want to leave quietly anymore. I turned back toward the table slowly, Ethan’s hand still holding mine. They looked at me immediately. Lola practically looked ready to explode again. I ignored all of them. “There’s something I forgot to mention,” I said calmly. Anna crossed her arms slightly. “Oh?” she replied coolly. I nodded once. “I own Aether.” I said coldly. For a second, nobody reacted at all. Then confusion flickered across several faces.

Without another word, he took off down a tunnel. The rest of the warriors followed; we came to a large room. In the middle stood a huge statue of Alpha Karn. Alpha Draven sniffed the air once again. Without warning, he took off down another tunnel. We all followed trying to keep up. We reached a huge door made of steel. Alpha Draven sniffed underneath it. Without warning, he threw himself against the door. His Alpha strength allowing him to bend the door. When it finally crashed to the ground, the sight inside made me want to be sick. Aura was tied to the bed nude, her body lifeless.

Aelia and Liam met me, explaining the nature of the threat. "The Aetheric Entropy originates from a dimension of extreme Mathematical Order," Liam explained, pointing to the Rift's sensor readings. "They see all fluid energy Fire, Water, even Light as inherently chaotic and unstable. They are trying to cleanse our universe of disorder." "They are elemental fundamentalists," Aelia summarized, her Ice-Light core humming with focused attention. "They are sending this virus through the dimensional gateways. We can contain it here, but we can't track it to its source. The path is too abstract."

“Yeah. Let’s try it.” We walk back into the war room, and I make my way over to Aeron again, kneeling down in front of him. “Aeron,” I say softly, my voice gentle but firm. “We need to talk. Can you hear me?” He blinks, his gaze still unfocused, but there’s a flicker of something in his eyes. Recognition? Maybe. It’s hard to tell. I glance back at Orion, who’s watching from the corner of the room. Over the mind link, I ask, /“You okay to be here?”/

Zavian quickly slammed the link between him and his entities except Aetherion shut and returned his focus to the situation at hand. With that, Aetherion burst through the smoke and flames like a meteor, his midnight scales absorbing the firelight, making him look like a piece of the void itself given form. His mighty wings created windstorms that fanned the flames below as he descended with devastating roar that shattered the night. The effect was immediate. The spell the witches had been weaving unraveled, snapping back with violent force. Blood poured from their eyes, ears, mouths as their own power turned against them. The women screamed agony, their concentration broken by the sudden app

Tristan snapped. "05:42," Helena reported. "Eighteen minutes until executions begin." "We can't stop," Saoirse said from the gunner's chair, her hands gripping the controls of the steam-cannons. "If we lose our momentum, the infantry swarms us. They’ll pry us open." Tristan stared at the three glowing blue Aether-shields protecting the walkers. *Aether-shields,* Tristan’s mind calculated. *Pure, refined magic. Kinetic absorption fields. Designed to repel solid mass.*

"They aren't even looking at us." "They aren't real, Kaelor. They’re loops. Pre-recorded ghosts." Aradaa pressed his palm against a nearby terminal. The screen flickered, then died in a hiss of violet sparks. His static aura had curdled into something denser—a void-field that swallowed data whole. "The Aether is trying to get in my head. It feels like... like needles made of ice." "Hold it together, Scholar. We’re close. I can smell the ozone and... baby powder?" Kaelor kicked open a pair of massive, translucent doors.

Their leaves were all silver and shiny because of the Aether that was always being released. Malachi said, "The Royal Pack thinks Aether is like a battery that you can use up and throw away." He was standing there with his shirt off. You could see the glowing tattoos all over his body. They were like a map of his history or something. ". For a Celestial like me Aether is more like a conversation. You do not take the power Elowen. You are the power."

“The Forgotten almost destroyed the world. We won’t let that happen again.” Aether’s eyes hardened. “Then you leave me no choice,” he said. He lunged, his starlight sword clashing against Cole’s crystal. The impact sent a shockwave through the city, and the western tower’s light nearly went out. The other guardians rushed forward, but Aether waved his hand, and a wall of starlight pushed them back. “It’s just you and me,” he said to Cole and Lila. “The heart of the balance against the God of Stars. Let’s see which is stronger.”