Lucien was already trembling.
Still inside her. Still knotted. Still twitching.
But the moment Sera whispered
“You don’t just get to f**k the goddess. You get to worship her in the woods,” something inside him snapped loose. Broke open. His breath caught. His eyes burned.
His hand clenched so tight on her thigh she gasped and then he pulled back, slowly, painfully, knot stretching her open as it popped free with a wet, aching sound that left her gaping and dripping on the blood-soaked altar.
He caught her before she could fall.
Scooped her up in his arms.
Pressed his mouth to hers.
And then let out a low growl that vibrated through her bones.
“Run,” he said, eyes glowing like embers. “Shift and run. I want to see you become what you are. I want to see you wild.”
Sera’s whole bo
