The crimson lattice of blood magic shattered, dissolving into red sparks that hissed against the encroaching shadows. Alex didn't hesitate. He lunged forward, his fingers tangling in Seraphina's hair and forcing her head back to expose the pale, pulsing line of her throat. The scent of ozone and copper filled the air, thick enough to taste.
"Your control is gone," Alex rasped, his voice a low vibration against her skin.
Seraphina's chest heaved, her breasts straining against the leather of her bodice. "It isn't gone. I'm giving it to you. Take it."
He didn't wait for a second invitation. Alex shoved her back against the rough bark of an ancient oak, the impact drawing a sharp gasp from her lungs. His mouth crashed onto hers, not in a kiss, but a collision. Their tongues wrestled, slick with saliva and the metallic tang of lingering magic. He reached down, his hand bunching her skirts upward until he found the heat radiating from between her thighs. She was already drenching her undergarments, the blood magic thrumming through her veins and localizing in her core.
"You're burning up," he muttered, ripping the fabric aside to expose her glistening folds.
"Then put out the fire," she hissed, her fingernails digging into his shoulders, drawing thin lines of red.
Alex fumbled with his trousers, his cock springing free, turgid and twitching with a life of its own. It was thick, the head already weeping pre-cum that smeared against his thumb as he guided himself to her entrance. He didn't ease in. With a guttural growl fueled by the Wrath coiling in his gut, he driven upward, burying his entire length inside her in one violent stroke.
Seraphina's eyes rolled back, her scream muffled by his shoulder. The sensation was overwhelming; her internal muscles clamped down tight around him, a pulsing vice that threatened to end him instantly.
"God, you're so tight," Alex groaned, his hips beginning a frantic, rhythmic pummeling.
"Harder," she choked out, her legs wrapping around his waist to lock him in. "I want to feel the Wrath. Break me with it."
The forest echoed with the wet, rhythmic slapping of skin on skin. Each thrust produced a heavy squelch, the sound of air and lubrication being forced out of her overstuffed heat. As he pulled back to the very tip, the suction created a distinct shlicking noise before he slammed home again, his balls knocking hard against her clit. Seraphina's aura flared, a blinding red light that illuminated the sweat slicking their twisting bodies.
"Alex, I can't—the power—it's too much!" she cried, her head thrashing side to side.
"Hold on to me," he commanded, his pace turning feral.
He gripped her hips, his fingers bruising her skin, and tilted her pelvis to grind his pubic bone against her swollen nub. The friction was electric. Seraphina's walls began to rhythmicly twitch, a herald of the coming storm. She felt his cock swell even larger inside her, the veins dragging against her sensitive lining.
"I'm coming," she screamed, her body stiffening as a violent orgasm ripped through her, the blood magic exploding outward in a shockwave that leveled the surrounding underbrush.
Alex let out a roar, his own release triggered by the crushing pressure of her climax. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and emptied himself deep against her cervix, his seed hot and abundant, filling her to the brink. They slumped together against the tree, the only sound the ragged transition of their breathing and the drip of fluids onto the forest floor.