Chapter 63 Fragments of Divinity

Chapter 63 Fragments of Divinity
Zhayad

This was what my wolf had been craving for so fucking long, this deep, soul-shattering connection.

The way her hot, dripping cunt squeezed around my cock like she was made for me. Her unabashed desire leaked down my shaft with every roll of her hips, coating my balls and the sheets beneath us.

The mate bond purred between us, like a beast finally fed after weeks of starvation.

Aurelia lifted her hips, then slammed back down hard, taking every thick inch of me in one greedy motion. 

My cock slammed straight into that sensitive spot deep inside her.

“Oh, goddess—!” she cried out, her voice breaking beautifully.

“Yeah?” I growled. “Keep doing that and every unmated male in the region is going to come in their pants wherever the fuck they are.”

Her movements faltered. She paused, biting her plump lower lip, suddenly aware again of what her glowing goddess mark was doing to every wolf nearby.

“We should probably stop then,” she whispered, her cheeks flushing red. “It’ll be torture for them… and it’ll ruin our intimacy if everyone knows exactly what we’re doing.”

If only she knew how goddamn sexy she looked when she got shy like that.

I tightened my grip on her wide hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh, and took over. 

I dragged her down onto my cock hard, forcing her to take every inch while I thrust up to meet her.

She moaned loudly in a lilting language that sounded like pure Gaelic. It was totally unfamiliar to me,yet so fucking erotic it made my balls tighten.

“I don’t care who feels it. I don’t care who knows,” I snarled, thrusting even harder, faster. 

The sound of her soaked pussy slapping wetly against me filled the room. Her heavy tits bounced wildly with every brutal snap of my hips. 

“This is our time. I cherish every single second I’m buried inside you, whether you’re riding me like a queen or I’m fucking you into the mattress.”

Aurelia’s head fell back, her glowing mark blazing brighter as she took everything I gave her. 

Her nails raked down my chest, leaving red marks over my own glowing tattoos.

“I won’t… be able… to walk… after this—” she gasped between broken moans, her walls fluttering and clenching around me like a vice.

“Good,” I said, flipping us suddenly so she was on her back beneath me. I hooked her thick thighs over my arms, spreading her wide open, and drove into her even deeper. “I want you limping tomorrow. I want every wolf in this pack to smell me on you for days.”

I fucked her harder, pounding into her tight, dripping cunt with long, ruthless strokes. The headboard slammed against the wall with every thrust. 

Her moans turned into shameless screams as I angled my hips to hit that spot inside her over and over.

“Zhayad— fuck—!” 

“That’s it, Aurelia,” I rasped against her neck, my fang grazing her skin. “Let them all hear who this cunt belongs to.”

Her pussy spasmed hard around me, squeezing like she was trying to milk me dry. The bond between us flared like a light beam, flooding us both with overwhelming pleasure and raw emotion.

We weren’t just fucking. We were reclaiming each other.

“Zhayad, I think… I need to come right now or I’ll fucking explode,” Aurelia gasped, her nails digging viciously into my shoulders, breaking skin.

I kept pounding into her, watching her face twist in pleasure.“What if I tell you I want to watch you explode?” I growled against her ear. 

“What kind of beautiful fucking mess will you make when you fall apart on my cock? I want to see it, love. Show me. Show me.”

The words barely sounded like mine. I sounded drunk, drunk on her, on the tight heat of her cunt, on the bond that was blazing between us.

The moment the command left my mouth, something shifted.

Aurelia’s eyes flew open, glowing pure white, bright and blinding like the heart of the moon goddess herself. 

Light exploded from her. From her eyes. From the blazing mark on her chest. It flooded the entire room, spilled out the windows, lighting up the night sky like a second moon had risen.

“Aurelia…” I whispered, awed, still thrusting into her fluttering pussy.

She arched her back violently, her mouth falling open in a silent scream that finally tore free.

The sound was ethereal, and so fucking beautiful it stole my breath. Her walls clamped down around me like a vice, pulsing, milking, squeezing with a power I’d never felt before. 

Her entire body lit up from within as the orgasm ripped through her. This wasn’t a normal climax. This was surrender.

Through the bond I felt it, she gave herself to me completely. There were no more walls between us, or the initial hesitation and anger. It was just pure, devastating trust and love flooding into me as she came harder than she ever had in her life.

The intensity dragged me over the edge with her.

“What a way to go, Aurelia!” I buried myself to the hilt and came with a savage roar, pumping thick, hot ropes of cum deep inside her spasming cunt. 

Our voices blended together, almost melodic, creating something sacred and filthy at the same time. The mate bond sang between us, glowing brighter than the light pouring from her body.

We clung to each other as the pleasure tore us apart and stitched us back together. Her glowing eyes slowly faded back to their normal color, but the light from her chest continued pulsing softly, in time with my heartbeat. 

I collapsed on top of her, careful not to crush her, my face buried in her neck as I kept lazily grinding into her, pushing my cum deeper.

For long moments, the only sound was our ragged breathing. I pressed a kiss to her throat, then her jaw, then her swollen lips.

“What happened?” Aurelia whispered, her voice still hoarse from screaming my name. “It felt…. It felt like something possessed me, like I wasn't just myself anymore..”

I smiled against her glistening skin, pressing lazy kisses along the curve of her neck as I stayed buried deep inside her, savoring the way her pussy continued to flutter around my cock.

“I’ll take you to the pack’s diviner tomorrow,” I murmured. “She can explain it better than I can.”

She lifted one brow, staring up at me with those beautiful, wary eyes. She'd never heard there was a pack diviner before. 

I made it that way for the safety of the diviner. If it was common knowledge, the truth may be compromised if she entered the wrong hands.

“You think something’s wrong with me?” Aurelia asked.

“No,” I said immediately, cupping her face with one hand. “Not at all. You’re fucking perfect. I wouldn’t want you any other way.” 

I brushed my thumb over her bottom lip. “The diviner will read your palms and tell us what she sees.”

“Zhayad, I don’t trust anyone in this pack that isn’t you,” she said quietly. “I think we can do without it.”

I shook my head, still rocking slowly into her, unwilling to pull out just yet. “We both know that wasn’t ordinary. We need to confirm you’re safe—”

She cut me off with a dry laugh and pushed at my chest. I let her roll out from under me, though every instinct screamed to pull her back into my arms.

“Yes, we need to confirm if I’m now dangerous to your precious, powerful pack,” she muttered, sitting up and dragging the sheet around her body like armor.

I sat up too, watching her closely. The glow from her mark had dimmed to a soft, pulsing light, but it still called to my own tattoos like a magnet.

She had no idea.

How the hell was I supposed to tell her my real suspicion? That the Moon Goddess hadn’t just marked her, she might have placed a piece of herself inside her. 

The legends spoke of this happening only a handful of times in centuries. And never to a witch. Never to the daughter of my greatest enemy.

If I was right… Aurelia wasn’t just my Luna anymore. She was becoming something far more dangerous. The most powerful being in our world. Coveted. Worshipped. Hunted.