The night air was thick with the scent of rain and the musky fragrance of blooming flowers. The garden, bathed in moonlight, was eerily quiet except for the rhythmic sound of Elias's breath. He felt Rael'Zhar's body against his like a consuming force, and every inch of his skin seemed to hum with anticipation.
Rael'Zhar's lips were on him again, his kiss searing as his hands traveled down Elias's body, leaving trails of heat in their wake. His touch was possessive, demanding, as if he wanted to claim every part of him—body, soul, everything. Elias couldn't help but respond to it, his own hands tugging at the fabric of Rael'Zhar's clothes, feeling the hard planes of his chest under his fingertips.
Rael'Zhar's chest rumbled with approval as their bodies pressed closer, the heat between them growing unbearable. The air was heavy with the scent of their mingled desire, and Elias felt as though he might suffocate in it, but he couldn't bring himself to care. Not when Rael'Zhar was making him feel things he never thought possible.
"Elias," Rael'Zhar's voice was a low, husky whisper against his skin. "You're mine. All of you."
Elias's heart pounded in his chest as his lips parted, breathless. He could feel Rael'Zhar's hands moving over his body, and it sent shivers of pleasure through him. His skin tingled where Rael'Zhar touched him, and every kiss, every caress, left a mark on him, more than just physical—a mark on his soul.
But even in the heat of the moment, Elias could feel the slight tremor in his own hands, the deep unease growing inside him. He could no longer deny it: he was drowning in Rael'Zhar. And part of him feared what that meant.
Rael'Zhar's lips found his neck, and Elias's breath hitched, his body reacting before his mind could catch up. The heat of his touch made every nerve sing with need, and as Rael'Zhar's teeth grazed his skin, Elias felt the sharp bite of his demonic nature.
The demon's power surged through him, more than just a physical sensation—it was a pull on his very essence, a magnetism that felt ancient and boundless. The heat in his chest flared, and Elias moaned in a mix of longing and surprise, unable to hold back.
"I'm not letting you go, Elias," Rael'Zhar growled, his voice rich with dark promise. His hands gripped Elias's hips, pulling him closer, and Elias felt the undeniable bulge of Rael'Zhar's arousal pressing into his stomach, hot and insistent.
With a sharp tug, Rael'Zhar's lips crashed against his again, but this time it was harder, deeper—an unspoken command that Elias eagerly obeyed, his body aligning with Rael'Zhar's, succumbing to the overwhelming desire.
Rael'Zhar's touch was everywhere, sending sparks of heat through Elias's veins. He gasped as Rael'Zhar lifted him, pressing his back against the cool stone wall of the garden. His breath quickened, skin slick with sweat as their bodies moved in sync. There was no room for hesitation now. They were past the point of no return.
Elias's body was a battleground between resistance and want, each touch from Rael'Zhar pulling him further into the abyss. The demon's lips trailed down his chest, tasting, marking. Elias's pulse raced as the weight of Rael'Zhar's presence settled into his very bones.
And then, the moment came.
Rael'Zhar's hand slid between their bodies, and Elias gasped as the pressure between them intensified. His body responded before he could stop it, a sudden surge of heat coiling in his abdomen, his mind clouded with pleasure.
Rael'Zhar watched him with dark, predatory eyes, his lips curling into a satisfied grin. "You belong to me now, Elias. In every way."
Elias's breath came in short, sharp gasps as the world around him blurred. The sensations coursing through him were overwhelming, each pulse of pleasure sending him higher, his body trembling in Rael'Zhar's grip.
The bond between them snapped into place, deeper than anything he could have imagined. Rael'Zhar's power flooded him, altering something inside of him. There was no turning back now. Elias could feel it—the dark magic of the demon seeping into his very essence, marking him as his own.
He was no longer just Elias. He was something more. Something changed.
The physical union with a demon wasn't just about desire. It was about transformation. The magic, the power, the raw need—it all mingled, reshaping Elias in ways he couldn't yet understand.
But as Rael'Zhar whispered his name, low and demanding, Elias knew there was no escaping it. There was no going back from this.
And as their bodies came together, the world seemed to disappear around them. It was just them—two souls intertwined, bound by desire, magic, and something far darker than either of them could have ever anticipated.