Selin hadn't stopped shaking.
It had been three days since Raen took her in the forbidden archives—three days since he broke her virgin body and filled her with seed.
She followed him now like a shadow.
Barely blinked.
Didn't eat unless he told her to.
When she smiled, it was empty. When she laughed, it echoed wrong.
Raen noticed the runes on her back had faded to scars.
But that wasn't the strange part.
It was the whispers.
Every time she walked by a mirror, it fogged over.
Books around her flipped open.
She was… changing.
And it wasn't stopping.
---
Raen sat in the dueling yard alone, sharpening his dagger.
The sun cut through the overcast clouds like a scalpel through bone. Even the weather had been strange lately—darker, windier, colder.
Selin approached in silence, her robe shorter than regulation. No bra. No panties. Just soft skin hidden beneath cheap fabric.
She leaned down.
"You didn't fuck me this morning," she said flatly.
Raen raised an eyebrow.
"You didn't ask."
"I'm always ready. You told me that."
She climbed into his lap without invitation, grinding against the growing bulge in his pants.
Her mouth pressed to his ear.
"I ache… Raen. All the time."
---
He took her to a hidden alcove near the fountain.
No one would see them here—not unless they were trying.
Raen pinned her against the stone, pulling her robes up and exposing her ass. She wasn't wearing anything underneath, as expected. Her pussy was already dripping wet, lips glistening.
"You want me to use you?" he asked.
She nodded eagerly. "Please… I want it to hurt…"
He didn't go easy.
Raen shoved his cock into her with force, her slick cunt parting around him as she gasped.
The slap of his hips against her ass echoed in the stone chamber.
She moaned louder.
---
He fucked her mercilessly.
Harder than before. No tenderness this time.
Selin loved it.
Her fingers clawed at the stone wall, her back arching, face twisted in pleasure and pain.
"I'm yours… I'm yours…"
Raen reached around, grabbed her throat, and squeezed.
Not enough to choke.
Just enough to make her brain fog with need.
She clenched tight around him, her body convulsing with another orgasm.
He came deep inside her again, pumping thick cum into her soaked pussy until it leaked down her thighs.
She fell to her knees after, worshipping his cock with her mouth, licking him clean.
Eyes glazed.
Smile vacant.
---
Something was wrong.
Selin had always been soft-spoken.
Now she didn't blink unless ordered.
Didn't sleep.
Didn't ask questions.
And her eyes—those once-wide, innocent eyes—were now rimmed with dark veins, glowing faintly under moonlight.
That night, Raen stood over her while she lay naked on his bed, her body marked by his teeth and bruises.
She watched him without blinking.
"You didn't finish reading the Codex," she said, voice too flat.
"I read enough."
She shook her head. "It's not done with you. It's inside me now too."
He frowned. "What?"
Selin smiled.
And her voice layered—two tones at once.
---
"You fed me your magic," she whispered.
"And your seed."
Her body arched unnaturally, as if lifted by invisible strings.
Runes shimmered across her chest now, not just her back. They formed circles—seals.
Raen reached for her, but his hand burned when he touched her skin.
Selin sat up slowly, head tilting.
"The Codex is feeding me," she said. "I hear them in the walls. They want more."
Raen's cock twitched despite himself. She was still so fuckable—so perfect.
But now it was like she was something else entirely.
A vessel for forgotten gods.
And he had unlocked her.
---
She climbed on top of him.
Straddled his lap.
Her pussy guided his cock inside with no effort, no hesitation.
But her eyes never looked at his face.
They looked through him.
"You gave me form," she whispered. "Now give me more…"
Her hips started moving, slow and deep. Raen groaned, gripping her waist.
She rode him harder, faster—tits bouncing, moaning with each thrust.
"I'm changing, Raen…"
Her voice grew louder, overlapping with something ancient.
"I need more of you."
He came again, inside her, feeling his life drain—more than just cum, like magic itself was pouring out.
---
She collapsed forward, panting.
Raen held her.
Her body was warm. Soft.
But her skin glowed faintly with gold lines—like circuitry carved by divine hands.
And her heartbeat was too fast.
She whispered, "I'll be yours… as long as I can hold this form."
Raen didn't sleep that night.
Not because she kept him awake.
But because she started floating mid-dream, arms raised, eyes blank.
She chanted in tongues not heard since the world was first scarred by war.
He had awakened something inside her.
And now?
The academy would never be the same.