Page 91 of Land of Monsters

I tried, but my body wouldn’t respond, exhaustion pulling me down deeper, trying to keep me numb to the pain.

As if I floated just outside my body, I could smell the snow he had laid me in, the tang of the trees, and the sharp dampness of the earth.

It was a quiet, peaceful place to die.

“Szar,” Ash hissed. “Raven. Don’t you dare leave me. Wake up!”

I wanted to, for him, but I could feel nothing left inside to fight, my energy and blood almost completely drained.

“No!” he shouted.

I felt the faraway sensation of pressure on my mouth, the understanding that his lips were on mine.

In one moment, it went from peace to the most excruciating agony. A scream exploded inside my body, shaking through each bone as he shoved his magic into my body. Energy lashed through me like barbed wire, the pain robbing me of breath, ramming me back into the brutality of life. I tried to scream again, move away from the onslaught of magic burning from the inside out, but his mouth only poured more fuel into the fire, creating so much agony, I finally bowed to it, letting it inside me.

The pain was my tormentor, my solace, my anchor, dragging me back across glass, bleeding and shredded. The inferno ofmagic charred my vocals, melted my muscles, and seared my veins, and he only urged more into my body, reminding me I was alive. Like dripping water on your tongue when you were perishing in the desert.

Every fiber of my being reacted, consuming him in return with an unrelenting hunger.

Ash’s groan hit me like a spiked whip as his invading magic forced each bullet from my gut, reopening the wounds that had tried to heal, more blood spilling out of me in sacrifice like we were part of a ritual, calling upon the gods and goddess.

My blood trailed down my stomach, slipping between my folds, my eyes bursting open with a different cry.

The magic and blood summoned the demented gods, and they demanded our sacrifice. Magic crackled at the edges, overpowering my system and shaking me violently. It was too much.

“Ash…” I whimpered, knowing he would understand. He knew what I needed. What they required of us.

“I got you.” There was no fanfare before he pushed his cock inside me, coating himself in the blood dripping from my wound. Acting as a conduit, it sparked the magic already blistering around us. “What the fuck?” he barked, slamming inside me again. My lips parted as he thrust again into me. Pain shook my muscles, but I no longer was the victim of it.

I was the fire.

And even though I felt every lick of the flames, I welcomed it, my hips meeting his as he fucked me deeper into the snow.

“Mroczny.” He groaned against my mouth, moving inside me, his magic settling in, scorching my soul as it branded his name inside.

“Oh gods!” The air was ripped from my lungs, bowing my back. His magic had healed me before, but not like this. This time, he was imprinting it on me, making it part of me.

My dweller and obscurer eagerly welcomed him in, feeling him go further than just the physical, penetrating so deeply that a torrent of Latin flew from my lips. Spells I couldn’t even identify.

“ASH!” I think I screamed. I didn’t know.

Using the energy he was pumping into me, I flipped him under me, riding him with everything I had, branding my magic inside him as well.

“FUCCCKK!!!” His hips bucked up, his hands clasping my hips, pumping me harder up and down his shaft, watching my blood cover his cock, seeping into his skin. Sweeping up a bit of snow, he rubbed at my clit, his other hand wrapping around my neck, pushing another surge of magic into me.

I couldn’t cry out or breathe, my vision going black as the magic finally broke into pieces, raining down on us. My body twitched and convulsed as he filled me with his cum. Knotting so tightly around him, he convulsed under me.

“Raven…” he choked out.

My muscles went limp, and I fell over him with a whimper.

“Fuck the gods,” he heaved out, his arms wrapping around me, both of us gulping for air.

“I think we just did.”

He snorted, kissing my head. We didn’t move or speak for a long time, reality melting in like the snow we laid on. An awareness filled me that something had shifted between us once more, and we shared magic… we shared blood.

His heart pounded against my ear, sounding like home. A million threads strung between us, linking us in a way that was no longer refutable.

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