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Souls of the Damned

Many aeons ago, in a land filled with riches and abundance, where peace reigned unhindered by anything, lived a kind called A'Khina. The realm was painted with lush greenery, its meadows were filled with blooming colours, and its sun was just warm enough so everything could grow and thrive. Seasons changed, and a new ruler rose, determined to bring change into the realm and show her people that there was so much that they hadn't seen or experienced. She broke the sacred law that had kept her kind safe for such a long time and allowed for the very first entry into their realm to one other kind. One man from a realm filled with abundance brought with him sparkling stones and precious metals, which began to ornate the Queen's Palace and the homes of the A'khina. The man was a merchant, one of the lowest of his guild, and his name was N'gatarkan. Time passed, and the man was allowed entry once every season to bring in his precious stones in exchange for grains and food. He slowly began to earn their trust, and with each visit, he found out more about the realm, and the more found he began coveting the power that made that realm so special. Many seasons passed, and he began planning and scheming an uprise and taking the power that he wanted for himself, and with it, the demise of an entire kind began, and he became the first of his kind. Aeons passed once more, and peace reigned in the realm until one day, the power he had coveted for himself, others wanted it just like he did. And a silent war began between what they called the First One and the powerful entities that desired to wield that power. To save his people and himself, he returned to his roots and bargained his precious life and the power he held in exchange for the safety of his kind, the sithrians. Until one day, when a girl was born unlike any other of her kind, with her white hair and sparkling emerald green eyes that held the promise of change but also led to her kind's demise once more. And thus our story begins.....

Blythe_Wood · Fantasy
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475 Chs

"Dinner"

Iris giggled barely holding back bursting in fit of laughter at his atempt of seducing her. Cunning, she thought to herself, a word that she wouldn't thought that she would use to describe him.

She sighed a sign that she surrendering to his charms. It was a futile battle anyway, she wasn't planning on saying no.

" I'll take that as yes, my little angel" hoping that he got it right, he wasn't planning on letting this go.

" I'll consider it my dinner" he continued, making sure not give her room to change he mind.

Irisi nodded and before she knew it she was sprawled on the on her back!

" On all fours" he commanded skipping the pleasantries.

Iris bit her lip both in excitement and worry of what he was going to do. Her eyebrows furrowed when he didn't say anything else, she felt a bit taken aback by his sudden change in attitude.

Ian raised an eyebrow at her ,wondering if she didn't understand what he wanted he to do.

" Roll over, facing the bed "! he grumbled at her to making sure that to give a bit more detail.

Iris snapped out of her thoughts and did as she was told.

Grabbing her hips he lifted her bottom up giving him a full view.

He ran his fingers through her folds and bended over her grabbing a fistful of her hair, he pulled her in for savage kiss.

" Tell me when to stop" he spoke in the shell of her ear while raising his hand and slapping one of her cheeks.

" Ahhhh....." she screamed at the sudden stinging that she felt on her cheek.

"Ahhhhh..." she moaned moaned in pleasure when he slammed his cock inside her.

He quickly picked up the pace, thrusting like a savage, harder, deeper, faster . He let his instincts take over and pounding into her like a madman all he wanted was to give her his all and show her this side of him , the savage in him that didn't obey reason, that took what he wanted and didn't hold back.

Iris was moaning hard, she was feeling every single thrust and she felt he body burning up , slick with sweat, the waves of pleasure kept coming just as relentless as Ian.

He showed her a new side of him, savage and merciless and right now she enjoyed it,

She felt her inside tightning around him and burning heat pooling in her nether regions, he body tingling almost going numb and her being slowly taken over by darkness falling unconscious .

Coming to her senses, felt Ian panting collapsed on top her. She felt him pull out, rolling over next to her picking he up and laying he on his chest,gently carresing her back, pushing the hair that fell on her face placing a soft and tender kiss on her forehead.

She opened her eyes to look at him, mindlessly carresing his cheek .

" You fell unconscious , my little angel ! You should've told me to stop!" his voice gentle and soothing.

"I didn't want you stop" she squeaked in small voice, her throat dry and acking

" You're a little devil aren't you?" he mused in in a playful voice.

"M....maybe?!"she whispered a little unsure of herself.

He chuckled at her retort,he took a deep breath to calm the sudden urge that he felt to take her again.

" I should feed you and get some rest my little angel, the sun is about to rise again" he grumbled planting a kiss on the crown of her head.

" We should also get cleaned up!" he finished his thoughts while pulling himself up with her in tow.

Planting a soft kiss on her forehead, he layed her down on the bed made his way to where the fire laid, fumbling for a little while with it, the warm glow of the fire soon took over the cold and silent hut, stirring in the pot once in a while , he sat there lost in own thoughts, quietly.

Hearing a rustle behind him, he looked over his shoulder and saw Iris getting out bed, making he way towards him with the tunic in her hand.

Sitting next to him she fumbled with the tunic, trying to make heads or tails of it so she could get dressed.

Clearing this throat, to make her looked at him , raising one eyebrow in question.

" Iris, what do you think you're doing? " he asked in amused tone smirking.

" Huh? I....I'm trying to....to get dressed! Why do you ask?! " she replied half stuttering and half worried that she did something wrong, she didn't or if she did she wasn't aware of it, anyway.

Snatching the tunic from her hand, he threw it on one of the tree stumps.

" Ahem....." she cleared her throat looking at him with a raised eyebrow with a questioning look, the same way he did earlier.

" I'm naked and I think you should be too" he chided in a playful voicea and shrugging.

" Come and sit in my arms , they are far more comfortable than the floor and warm" he continued coaxing her in soft voice while extending his hand to her.

Taking his hand, she got off the floor, plopped herself on his lap snuggling in his arms.

" Food is almost ready my little angel!" he hummed while playing with the strand of her hair.

" I'm hungry!" she complained pouting.

" I know, I'm sorry! You won't have to wait much longer!" he said with a guilty look on his face.

" No, it's alright! she countered knowing full well that there was no need for him to apologise, they both wanted it to happen.

" Why don't you rest for a little while?!" he hummed sofly .

Iris just nodded and snuggled herself closer to Ian wrapping her arms tight around his waist and closed her eyes and slowly drifted to sleep.

He revelled in that sweet moment, with her in his arms he felt whole as if she was a part him that he never knew he was missing. Closing his eyes he took deep breath and slowly letting it out in relief. Looking down at his sleeping angel, deep lines slowly apeared on his forehead, wondering what the future has in store for them.