Red eyes stared into mine, his fangs bared as his gaze locked with mine. I didn't know who I was staring at. Athan or Ry.
"You are mine, Sera," he growled, wrapping his palm tight on my neck as he thrusts into my cunt. "No one else gets to touch you. You are fucking mine!"
I gasped, my pussy contracting as I stared into his eyes. Tears pricked the sides of my eyes from both pleasure and pain…it was all I needed to know Ry was the one fucking me, not Athan. Athan would never be this rough with me.
"You like this, don't you?" He snarled, his voice taking an edge as his thrusts got faster, harder than ever. His grip tightened the moment my pussy clenched around his dick. "You are a fucking slut, aren't you, Sera? Your cunt keeps on clamping around my fucking dick, trying to milk it dry!"
I gasped from pleasure, the feeling getting more intense the harder he fucked me. I know I shouldn't be feeling this way for him, shouldn't let him do whatever he desired with me, but my body wanted it, craved it even. While the men were both different, there was a part of them I liked.
Ry's lips crushed mine. The kiss was brutal and claiming. I felt his anger and possessiveness pouring into me, but beneath it, a hint of desperation. His tongue ravaged my mouth, demanding surrender. I yielded, my desire rising to meet his.
The kiss deepened, our breath mingling in a fiery dance. Ry's grip tightened, his fingers digging into my skin.
Suddenly, his lips softened, his kiss gentling as his warmth seeped into me.
Just as quickly as his hand wrapped around my neck, it loosened. His eyes changed from red to golden. Shaking his head, he stared down at me, his mouth open in a gasp as his eyes locked on the mark he made on my neck.
Okay, it wasn't him.
Athan was the one staring down at me. "Did he do this?" He sighed, his voice too low, like he was trying to understand what happened.
Nodding, I reached out for him, bringing his head down to kiss him. Our lips touched, and Athan's eyes fluttered closed. His gentle kiss was a stark contrast to Ry's brutal claim.
"Sera, I'm sorry," Athan whispered, his breath mingling with mine.
I deepened the kiss, my tongue seeking his. Athan's hands cradled my face, his touch tender. I tried to hold him still, but he broke away from the kiss, his gaze conflicted as he looked down at me.
"I'm sorry." He shook his head, looking down at me with misty eyes. Our bodies were still joined, but he didn't move his hips. "I'm sorry you had to endure this."
"It's nothing. I'm used to it now." Smiling, I brought his face towards me. "You always make things better, Aithan. I constantly look forward to your gentle touch after a night with Ry. You are different."
He closed his eyes, his face looking like he was in anguish. Snapping his eyes open, he looked down at me, his tone grave as he asked the question I never thought he would ever ask, "If you are to choose who you want to spend the rest of your life with, who will it be? Who will you want to take over the body?"
Oh boy.
How the hell did he expect me to answer such a difficult question?!!!
How did I end up in this situation? How did I get a lover who has two entities living in his body? Well, it all started with the sacrifice and a village that never liked me…