Everyone around the Castle froze in their tracks, their steps halting as their eyes turned toward the ominous black mist swirling violently at the castle’s peak.
It wasn’t just the sight—it was the suffocating pressure in the air that made their hearts race with an unexplainable dread.
Thunder!
A deafening crimson thunder cracked through the sky, its sound reverberating from the black mist like a warning bell.
“What… What is going on?” whispered one of the townsfolk, their voice trembling with unease. Murmurs spread quickly, each more panicked than the last.
“I could have sworn I heard it… the cry of a Phoenix!” another voice chimed in, filled with bewilderment and disbelief.
Yet there was no sign of a Phoenix. Only that dreadful mist, swirling like a living force.
“This isn’t normal,” an older man muttered, clutching his staff tightly. “This is… something else entirely.”
Drakhairs, standing on a nearby hill overlooking the scene, frowned deeply as his sharp eyes remained fixed on the dark sky. His tone was grim as he finally spoke, “A new race…”
Beside him, Lyrris, his daughter, furrowed her brows. Her voice was curious, “A new race? What do you mean by that, Father? How can that even be possible?”
Drakhairs let out a slow breath, his eyes narrowing as if trying to pierce through the swirling mist. “This phenomenon… it only happens when a new species is born in our land. The signs are all there. The black mist… the Lung Dragon’s aura… and now crimson thunder with the resonance of a Phoenix’s cry. It points to one thing—a hybrid.”
Lyrris’s eyes widened in disbelief. “A hybrid? Between a Dragon and a Phoenix?” Her tone was incredulous, bordering on panic. “Father, that’s impossible! Their bloodlines despise each other to their very core. They can’t even coexist in the same body. And didn’t you say that any such creature dies before its bloodline fully awakens?”
Drakhairs nodded slowly, his expression dark. “Indeed, that has always been the case. A law of nature, unwritten yet unbreakable…. Such hybrids are cursed to perish before reaching their potential…” His words trailed off as his sharp eyes caught sight of something amidst the chaos….. A faint but unmistakable purple spark flickered within the black mist, pulsing as if alive.
“But this time,” he continued, his tone laced with an uneasy curiosity, “something is different.”
Lyrris’s gaze darted to her father, her confusion evident. “Different how? What are you seeing?”
Drakhairs didn’t answer immediately. His eyes remained fixed on the spark, which was now growing, its intensity cutting through the mist. His lips curled into a faint, almost amused smirk. ‘So, this ‘Sir’ truly is an anomaly,’ he thought, his mind racing with possibilities.
Meanwhile, in another part of the castle grounds, the tension was equally palpable.
“Noir, what’s happening?” Raven’s mother’s voice was fraught with worry as she turned to Thalia beside her. Her hands trembled slightly, clutching at her gown as if to ground herself. “This… this feels too familiar. Just like before…”
Thalia her gaze locked on the sky. The tremendous energy radiating from the sky sent shivers down her spine. Her expression was grim, her lips pressing into a tight line.
‘It’s finally happening,’ she thought, her heart sinking with dread. ‘She’s awakening her bloodline… at long last. But this… means…’
Her nails dug into her palms as she struggled to maintain her composure. Thalia’s gaze flicked briefly to the others around her before returning to the sky.
The mist churned violently, the thunder roaring louder than ever, as if the forces of nature themselves were at war.
Meanwhile,
Inside the chamber,
“Ahh~ Ahhh~ Ahhh~ Yessss~ Fasterrr~ Don’t stop!~”
Raven’s voice was a desperate, trembling plea, her cries echoing in the room as Aether’s relentless thrusts pushed her closer to the edge. His thick shaft plunged into her soaked, quivering pussy, each thrust making her body arch with unbearable pleasure.
The wet, obscene sounds of their connection filled the air, mingling with her moans and the harsh breaths escaping Aether’s lips.
His glowing purple eyes burned with unbridled lust, locking onto her as he claimed her over and over again. He wasn’t just thrusting into her—he was taking her, branding her body and soul as his…. And she wanted it.
She craved it!!
“Aether!~ Deeper!~” she cried, her heterochromatic eyes, one crimson red and one deep black, sparkling with raw desire. Her face was flushed, her lips swollen from biting down in a futile attempt to muffle her cries, but now she had surrendered, letting every sound of her ecstasy spill freely.
Her hands moved feverishly over his chest, her fingertips tracing his firm, sculpted muscles, feeling every ripple of power as his body moved with hers. Her nails dug into his skin, her touch both a plea and a demand as she pulled him even closer.
Aether growled low in his throat, his primal instincts taking over. He lowered his head, his lips latching onto her swollen nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak.
“Ahhh! Yesss~ Bite me more!~” Raven whimpered, her back arching as her breasts pushed into his mouth, offering herself entirely to his hungry lips. His tongue circled her nipple before his teeth clamped down, sending sharp jolts of pleasure straight to her core.
Drip…
A small trickle of crimson slid from the bite, painting her breast. Raven gasped sharply, but the pain only seemed to ignite her further.
“Ahhhhhhhh~ this isssss insaneeee!~” Raven let out a loud, throaty moan. Her walls clenched around his shaft, drawing a guttural groan from Aether as he faltered for a moment, on the verge of climax.
Aether’s mind was a storm of sensations, his body trembling with the effort to hold back his release. The sight of her—panting, trembling, her body flushed and begging for more—filled him with a fierce, possessive hunger.
For the first time, he felt an unfamiliar, consuming desire—a need to see her completely undone beneath him, trembling with pleasure, her thoughts consumed only by him. The thought sent a thrilling shiver down his spine.
Something had shifted in his mind, his emotions, his very being. Yet amidst it all, he couldn’t help but think, ‘I like it.’
Aether leaned down, his lips closing around the wound on her breast, his tongue tasting her blood. Despite its metallic tang, it felt like nectar, a heavenly elixir that only fueled his lust further.
Slurp!
Each sound was an intoxicating reminder of how completely he owned her. His hips snapped forward again, harder, faster, his cock hammering into her with a force that made her body shake beneath him.
“~ahhh~”
Raven gasped sharply as she felt Aether’s shaft stretch her insides, filling her completely.
Her pussy clenched desperately around him, pulling him deeper, her wetness coating his shaft as he filled her to the brim. The stretch was overwhelming, every nerve in her body alight with pleasure as she felt every throb, every vein of his cock driving into her.
The sensation of him marking her, both inside and out, sent her spiraling further into madness.
“~AaaaaaaaHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh~”
Her body seized as her climax crashed over her, a gush of her juices soaking Aether’s shaft. She trembled violently, her moans echoing through the room as she came harder than ever before, her pussy clenching around him like a vice.
Splash… Splash…
Her nectar almost formed like arc as if she was peeing!!
Aether groaned, pulling out slightly to let her ride her release. He watched her intently, his lips curling into a proud, satisfied smile as her body quaked beneath him. She looked utterly wrecked, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.
“Ha~ Ha~ Ha~” Raven panted, trying to catch her breath as her body slowly came down from the high. As her gaze settled, she saw Aether watching her intently, a mischievous grin tugging at his lips, the crimson of her blood still staining them.
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Raven’s cheeks flushed a deep red, and she quickly looked away, embarrassed. But sensing his eyes still on her, she sighed softly before reluctantly meeting his gaze. Her voice was soft, almost shy with puppy eyes, as she murmured, “A~Aether… ~Kiss me~aamm~”
Aether chuckled, his amusement making her blush harder, but he obliged. His lips claimed hers in a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues tangling as she tasted the faint metallic tang of her own blood mingling with his unique flavor.
The intensity made her head spin, her body reigniting with desire.
When Aether finally pulled back, he smirked and asked, “Did you like it?”
Raven, too flustered to respond, lowered her gaze, her lips trembling as she struggled for words.
Aether smirked and leaned close to her ear, his breath hot against her skin.
“~ah~”
Raven gasped when his teeth nibbled lightly at her earlobe.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he whispered, his voice low and seductive. His cock, still hard and throbbing, slid teasingly against her soaked folds, now glistening and swollen from their earlier nectar shower!
Raven nodded shyly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Aether groaned as he thrust into her again, his movements slow and deliberate. He watched her face closely, seeing her expression shift from surprise to shock to utter bliss as he stretched her open once more.
Her walls clenched around him tightly, and she let out a shaky gasp, as if she couldn’t believe she could take him fully.
He chuckled lowly, pressing a soft kiss to her lips as he began to move.
“~ahh~ahh~Ahh~Ahh~”
Her moans turned louder, more frantic, as his pace quickened. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the chamber, mixed with their gasps and cries. Her body molded to him completely, every thrust driving her closer to madness.
Aether’s movements grew rougher as her moans became more desperate. She felt his shaft throb violently inside her and instinctively clenched around him, determined to milk him dry.
Aether growled as he buried himself deep inside her, releasing a hot wave of his seed,”Arrh~”
Raven moaned, her pussy fluttering as the warmth spread inside her, filling her completely.
“Ahh~” Raven let out a small orgams when she felt those heat pooling inside her womb… it was indeed a weird feeling yet she sucked it every bit of it unable to let it out.
Aether let out a deep sigh of relief as the pain finally stopped, but almost immediately, his eyes flickered purple again, and his shaft grew hot and rigid once more and even more painful!!
“Arrhh!! What the?” Aether was taken aback even Raven, “A~Aether… I~I want more~” as her heterochromatic eyes flickered with lust.
Aether smirked, shaking his head. “Of course, my dear. How could I stop after hearing that?”
There was no way he would stop after hearing that, without hesitation he pounded her again as their mixed juiced flowed from her flower!
However, neither Aether nor Raven seemed to notice—or perhaps they didn’t care—that they were now encased within a swirling sphere of black mist.
The strange barrier pulsated ominously, as though alive, shrouding the bed and cutting them off from the outside world. But their focus remained locked solely on each other, their gazes blazing with lust and desire, oblivious to everything else.
Meanwhile, atop the castle, the purple spark continued to grow, its glow now a fierce and radiant flame that threatened to engulf the sky. The black mist writhed violently, clashing with the crimson thunder as if waging a furious war against the emerging presence—a desperate attempt to obliterate whatever dared to challenge their dominance.
“What the hell is going on here?!” Thalia’s voice rang out, her frustration palpable as she stared furiously at the mysterious black sphere surrounding the bed. Her fists clenched tightly, her face twitching with a mix of anger and worry.
No matter how much she strained, she couldn’t see through the dense, impenetrable mist. Worse yet, not even a sound escaped from within—it was as if the world beyond that barrier had ceased to exist.
Her mother’s gaze shifted to the scattered clothes near the chair, and her cheeks turned a deep shade of red as realization dawned on her. A flicker of embarrassment crossed her face before she quickly looked away, her expression hardening.
“We need to leave,” her mother said firmly, her voice tinged with unease.
Yet—
“No, Mom!” Thalia snapped, her eyes darting back to the sphere. “We need to know what’s happening! What if he’s… what if he’s sucking her bloodline dry?! What if she… what if she dies from too much… too much—” Her voice faltered as her face burned crimson.
She bit her lip nervously. But inwardly, her thoughts were far less composed, ‘Damn it! Why can’t I see what the hell is happening in there? And why is she taking so long?! Is he seriously this… this endless?’ Her frustration boiled over as she clenched her fists tighter.
Her mother glanced at her daughter in disbelief, exasperation clear on her face. “Noir,” she said sternly, “this is not the time or place for this. We—”
“But, Mom!” Thalia interrupted, her tone sharper now. “What if… what if he hurts her? What if she can’t handle it?! I mean, sure, my sister’s strong, but even she has limits!” Her words came out in a rush, her voice tinged with both worry and… envy?
Thalia’s mother shook her head, a mix of concern and exasperation etched into her features. She, too, was unsettled by the violent phenomena in the sky—the black mist, the crimson thunder, the ever-growing purple spark—but this situation was wrong on so many levels.
Thalia’s gaze never left the barrier as she muttered under her breath, “Aether… if anything happens to my big sister, I swear—” Her voice grew colder, her expression hardening into something dangerously serious, “I will personally kill you.”
Yet despite her threatening words, her eyes were glued to the misty sphere, her frustration mounting.
Her mother sighed deeply, pressing a hand to her forehead as if trying to stave off a headache. “When… when did she become like this?” she muttered to herself, her tone a mixture of resignation and disbelief.
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