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Chapter 13 - No surrender

(Ryuin's POV)

Xenroth was going to ruin me.

And I was going to let her.

It was reckless. It was dangerous. But damn if it wasn't the most exhilarating thing I'd ever felt.

She was wild beneath me, her thick thighs gripping my waist as if she wanted to pull me deeper inside her. Her full chest rose and fell with every ragged breath, and I couldn't help but watch, mesmerized by the sight of her. Every inch of her was fire and fury, yet the way she reacted to my touch told me she was just as lost as I was.

Her cloud silver hair, tinged with the softest blue, fanned out across the sheets. It reminded me of a storm, fierce and unpredictable. Her glowing caramel skin glistened with faint orange light that was fueled by the moonlight and stars. And her eyes… those damn emerald green eyes, filled with a wild mixture of fury and something I couldn't quite place, but something far darker than simple hatred.

"You look like you want to kill me," I murmured, my lips trailing down her collarbone, savoring the soft, delicate skin beneath my touch. I could feel the pulse of her heartbeat beneath my lips, her body already betraying her, reacting to me despite the venom she so desperately wanted to spit.

Her nails raked down my back, digging in with that same fierce defiance I had come to expect from her. "Maybe later."

I couldn't stop the smirk that twisted my lips. She didn't even realize how much of a lie that was. She might claim hatred, but her body, her reactions, told a different story. I nipped at her throat, hearing her breath catch. "After this?" I breathed, letting the question linger between us like a dare.

Her breath hitched, and her hips shifted, grinding against mine in a way that made me lose control. I could feel her getting wetter, her body responding to the rhythm of mine, and damn it, it made me want to tease her even more.

"Shut up," she growled, but there was no venom in it, only need.

I did.

Instead, I slid my hand lower, moving with calculated slowness, keeping my eyes locked on her face as I watched her lips part, a small, stuttering breath escaping her. I could almost taste her anticipation. She hated how much she wanted this.

"You're burning up," I whispered against her ear, my voice low and husky. "Didn't know the Frost Heiress could melt."

Her body shivered at my words, but the fire in her eyes only intensified. "Ryuin—" she gasped, as if trying to keep the last shred of control.

But I wasn't about to let her.

I silenced her with my mouth, capturing her lips in a kiss so deep, so hungry, that it consumed us both. She moaned into my mouth, and I felt it...a shift. She wasn't fighting me anymore. She was with me.

I took her then.

Hard. Deep. Relentless.

The world around us blurred as I drove into her, over and over, matching the rhythm of our hatred with the rhythm of our bodies. Her back arched, pushing into me, her cries muffled against my shoulder, the only sound in the room the frantic collision of our skin.

Her fingers twisted in my midnight black hair, tugging me closer as if she couldn't get enough of me. And maybe, just maybe, she couldn't.

She wanted to pretend this was just lust. Just hate fueled pleasure.

But I felt the way she trembled beneath me. The way she clung to me, desperate for more. She was fighting herself, fighting me, but with every thrust, with every gasp and moan, I felt her resistance falter.

Round after round, we battled. Our bodies colliding like ice and darkness, like the kingdoms we represented. Never knowing how to attack or whether attack itself would land any damage. The contrast between us only fueled the night and her cold elegance against my dark, rough masculinity. Both of us trying to take. Trying to control. Trying to win. But neither of us would.

By the third time, we were both breathless, tangled together in the sheets. Sweat slicked skin pressed against each other, our ragged breathing mingling in the quiet room, the tension between us slowly unwinding. Her fingers traced lazy circles on my chest, but there was nothing lazy about the way her body was still trembling, still not fully recovered.

"You're older than me," she muttered, her voice still uneven, still heavy with desire. She was staring at the ceiling as though the words would somehow give her the distance she needed from this. From me.

I smirked, brushing my lips against her forehead, my breath warm against her skin. "Much older."

She huffed, rolling her eyes. "Pervert."

I chuckled, tightening my grip around her waist and pulling her closer until she was flush against me. "You didn't seem to mind for the past 2 and a half hours," I murmured, my lips brushing the sensitive spot just beneath her ear.

She scoffed, but I could feel it. The subtle softening of her body against mine, the way she gave in to me just a little more. Her breathing was slower now, but the tension in her body hadn't fully dissipated. She was still feeling me, still craving more despite herself.

We were still enemies. Still locked in a battle neither of us fully understood.

But in this moment, with the shadows of the Night Kingdom surrounding us, with the silence of the No Man's Land that belonged to no one.

She was mine.

And I was fucked.

I had been prepared to fight her every step of the way. To deny her, to use her defiance against her. But now that she was in my arms, her body tangled with mine, I realized that I wasn't just losing control. I was surrendering to it. Surrendering to her. The temptation. The battle. The inevitable suppression of my Night Myth poison.

The contract only helped to prevent her from killing me. It had other roles but I wasn't going to waste my time explaining everything to her. She didn't bother to ask either.

That cold and aloof demeanor made her appear more mysterious and I wasn't going to go out of my way to uncover every hidden secret within her.

I had wanted to break her. But somewhere along the way, she wanted to break me too.

And damn it, I was going to enjoy every second of it.

Whether its meant to be or not.

I was going to make this 4 day Jyed worthwhile... atleast for the two more days left after this evening.

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