Surrendered To The Lord Of Sin

HowwouldawolfbirthawitchandawitchwedtheDevil’sBone?LucreziaBathoryhaslivedasanoutcastfromherpackuntilmarriedtotherumoredDevil’sIncarnateofDreadwyn.Alandbuiltonsoulsofthedeadandthethroneofhumanbones—anuglycreatureofthedarkwithsharpfangs,claws,andamonstrousform—knowntoeatthefleshoftheinnocent,anddrinkthemarrowofthewicked.ToprotectherfamilyandHouseBathory,Lucreziacarriesthecrossassacrificetoproveherbirthright.Butwhoknewthecreatureweddedwasn'tasdescribedinthetomeas‘ugly’butaSindestinedtolureherastray.ADaydreamdisguisedasaNightmare,andaNightmareofmanycolors.*EXCERPT“YouwanttoknowwhatIwant?”Hesteppedforward,pinninghergazedeepintohisbrighthazeleyes,remindinghersanityshejusttreadedthewrongquestion.Whenhedrewcloser,shesteppedback,heartdrummingloudthatitsrhythmicsoundreplacedthesuddensilencesealedwithheat,untilthebackofherlegshitthetablebehind,takingherweightalongitssurface.Gods…shewasonlywearingasilknightgown,andthewindowswereperfectlyclosed,hearthwarmenoughagainstthecoldyetshewasburning.“Ican’tbreathe,Lucreiza,”Hepronouncedhernamelikeasinfulprayer,andshegulped,hermouthalmosthangingfromdelusion.“Ican'tbreathebecauseyou’refuckingmewithyourscent.I’mgoingcrazywitheverypassingsecondIbreathe,andseeingyoulikethis,utterlybare,makesmewanttomakeyoubeg.”Itwassoshort,butshecouldfeeleverypower,everyrestrian,everypleasure,justbywordsalone.Howinsanecanitdriveher,weredeterminedbyherreaction.Unknownemotionsshehasneverfeltbefore,emotionsthatheatedandchilledherallatthesametime.Agaspescapedherlipswhenhepressedcloser,andherlegspartedunconsciously,concedingtohisunexpresseddemand.Nowshewaspinnedinbetweenthebodyofamonster.Onewhomsheshouldfear,butfelt…expectation?Heleanedinandshestutteredabreath,throwingherheadbackashisfangsgrazedherskininamannerthat’ssupposedtomakehercrawl.Run.Butinstead,itmadeherdesperate.“Youdon'tknowevenhalfofwhatIwant,halfofwhatIneed.”Atthispoint,Lucreiza’smindwasatotallymessthatnothingelseregisteredapartfromwhathewasdoingtoher.“I’mnotjustthemonsteryoushouldfear,witch.I’mtheDevilyoushoulddeny,”Thatwasthething…shecouldn’trejecthim.Fearhim.Stirclear.Run.Nothingelsemadesensetoherapartfromtheburningflamesinherchest,theonesheneverknewwhenexactlyittranspired.Theworldseemedtoceasewhensheopenedhermouthandutteredthedamnation,thateventheheavensscreamedwarningfromabove.“Y-yes,”shewhispered,voicehangingfromecstasy.“M-Makemeb-beg,”