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I can't stop myself. I don't want to.

In an instant, I'm there. My hand plunges through Thoran's back, tearing through flesh and bone like wet parchment. He doesn't even have time to scream.

I feel his heart pulsing in my grasp, warm and slick. With a vicious twist, I yank it free.

His body crumples to the ground, a puppet with its strings cut. But I pay it no mind. My focus is solely on Claudia.

I hold the still-beating heart aloft, never breaking eye contact with her. Blood drips down my arm, staining the earth beneath our feet. The scent of copper fills the air, intoxicating.

I grin, expecting to see fear in Claudia's eyes. But what greets me instead sends a thrill through my entire being. Excitement. Pure, unadulterated excitement dances in those dark orbs, a mirror to the chaos I long to unleash.

She's perfect. A specimen crafted for my darkest desires. The way she looks at me, hungry and unafraid, speaks volumes. This little human craves the mayhem I offer, revels in the destruction I bring.

My grin widens, fangs glinting in the fading light. Oh, the fun we'll have, my dear. The havoc we'll wreak together.

But then... a nagging feeling tugs at the edges of my mind. An irritating whisper that refuses to be silenced. Who is the demon she's contracted to? The question burns, demanding answers I don't have.

How did I miss this? I, Saturus, one of the most powerful demons in existence, overlooked such a crucial detail? Impossible. And yet...

The contract is ancient, barely detectable. But it's there, a gossamer thread binding her to another. Another lust demon, no less. The audacity of it all both infuriates and intrigues me.

I open my mouth, ready to demand answers. But before I can voice the question, Claudia closes the distance between us.

Her lips crash against mine, hot and demanding. The kiss is savage, all teeth and tongue and desperation. She tastes of blood and desire, a heady combination that sets my senses ablaze.

I growl, low and feral, as her hands tangle in my hair. She pulls me closer, pressing her body flush against mine. The heat of her, the softness, it's intoxicating.

For a moment, all thoughts of contracts and other demons vanish. There's only this – Claudia's lips on mine, her nails raking down my back, the sweet scent of her arousal mingling with the copper tang of blood.

9

CLAUDIA

Ikiss Saturus, hard and fierce, the thrill of the moment coursing through my veins like wildfire. He just killed a dark elf, right in front of me, and the satisfaction of it is a heady feeling I can't quite explain. It's crazy, insane even, but I can't deny the excitement that's bubbling up inside me.

"You're something else, you know that?" Saturus grins against my lips, his hands snaking around my waist to pull me closer. I can feel the heat of his body, the strength in his grip, and it sends a shiver down my spine.

Saturus presses me against the tree, his hands pinning mine above my head. The rough bark digs into my back, a stark contrast to the smooth, cool skin of his palms. I can't help but smile, a wild, feral grin that matches the pounding of my heart. The irony isn't lost on me—the same tree, the same position. Poetic justice, perhaps.

"What's so amusing?" Saturus asks, his voice a low growl that sends shivers down my spine. His eyes bore into mine, searching for answers I'm not sure I have.

"Just thinking how the tables have turned," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. I can feel the power coursing through myveins, the power he gave me. It's intoxicating, addictive. I want more. I want him.

I close my eyes, concentrating on the energy within me. When I open them again, I'm back in my own naked skin. But I don't feel vulnerable. I feel alive and powerful.

Saturus's eyes widen, his gaze roaming over my body like a physical touch. I can see the hunger in his eyes, the desire.

"Please," I beg, my voice barely recognizable. "Fuck me, Saturus."

His eyes darken, the blue and red swirling together like a storm. He leans in, his breath hot on my ear. "As you wish," he murmurs.

He grabs my thighs, his grip firm and possessive. He lifts me effortlessly, wrapping my legs around his waist. I can feel his hardening cock against my belly, and a shiver of anticipation runs through me. I have no idea when he removed his garments, but I don't care. All I want is him, here and now.

"You drive me crazy, you know that?" he growls, his voice a low rumble.

"Good," I whisper, a smirk playing on my lips.

"I'm going to fuck you, Claudia. Right here, right now. And I'm not going to be gentle."

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