A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Several hours later, the two lovers had moved to the warm, black stone the room was made of, just next to the water.

Erik's body was pressing down on Elora, who was sprawled underneath him. The fairy moaned softly, her body exhausted, her eyes hazy.

Slowly, almost mechanically, Erik's hips continued to move as his cock stirred up her insides and softly rocked her body. His gaze was both alert and exhausted, yet… a burning desire still existed in its depth.

His arms were wrapped around Elora's body, with one hand slowly rubbing her sensitive pearl and the other slowly kneading her breasts. The most surprising, however, was the small trail of blood leaking from Erik's nose.

"I… cantsh believe… how far… hnnfh… you went… for thish…" Elora grunted softly, her words slurring slightly and interrupted with each of Erik's thrusts. "S— Such a… cheater…"

"I don't understand it either…" Erik muttered, the exhaustion clear in his voice. Yet, a smirk played on his lips. Clearly, he was in a better state than Elora. "But I really want to win this time!"

Although slow and mechanical, his thrusts remained purposeful and relentless. He ground against Elora's most sensitive spots until her walls started spasming again. The fairy below him groaned, her eyes fluttering, as another orgasm raced through her body.

Any normal human would have long since fainted, but Elora was neither normal nor human. Meanwhile, her efforts also brought Erik over the top, causing him to grunt and pump another load into her already stuffed womb.

Instantly, his eyes became blurry, but it lasted less than a second. A burst of energy shot through his body when he released a drop of Elorium into his system. It hurt, and several tiny wounds opened up both outside and inside his body, yet he remained determined.

He continued moving without pause. "R— Ready to give up yet…?" he grinned, hoarsely whispering in her ear while hugging her body.

Elora groaned, her vision swimming from exhaustion, pleasure, and pain. "H— Howsh about… a draw…?" she slurred, her body twitching but powerless.

Erik answered with a powerful thrust that pressed against her womb, causing Elora to moan louder, her eyes rolling up in her head. "Never!" Erik smirked, despite his trembling body. "Just remember… You wanted this! I also only have… Elorium because of you…! So you provided me… the tools to win yourself!"

"Now, surrender!" he growled with another powerful thrust. "Give up your jealousy, and be a good girl! Dedicate yourself solely to my pleasure and helping me spread my rule across the universe!"

"Ugh," Elora groaned weakly, rolling her eyes. "How'sh that… different from… now…?"

Instead of answering immediately, Erik dropped down and flipped their positions, before slowly thrusting upward and hitting different spots inside her again. Elora was now sprawled across his chest, limbs spread wide as Erik continued digging out her insides.

"Is that a no…?" he whispered in her ear with a hint of disappointment. Despite his determination and ability to recharge his stamina, he knew he wouldn't last long anymore. Either his mental faculties would give up, or his body from excessive use of Elorium.

Elora's groaning body shook from his impacts, but a satisfied smile finally spread on her lips before the last resistance broke and her body fully relaxed.

"N— No…. You win…" she whispered without a hint of disappointment, still smiling. "I'll be good… Master… No more jealousy… Please allow me… to focus on… making the universe bow down… to its rightful Emperor… Please let me rest…"

A wide grin appeared on Erik's lips. He knew it would just be for a month, since she lost the bet, but he'd enjoy hearing her call him Master for that time, even if he wouldn't want it to last forever.

"Good girl," he chuckled, proud of his accomplishment. Tension finally left his body, and exhaustion became more pronounced. His eyes instantly started fluttering, but he resisted the urge to faint.

With the last of his strength, he pulled himself out of his wife and carried her back over to the bath on trembling legs. Elora smiled lovingly and let him do as he wished. When they reached the bath, Erik lowered them both inside, and with mutual groans, they settled in to relax and recover, with Elora nestling into his chest.

Erik closed his eyes with a satisfied smile and quickly drifted off to sleep. Yet, unbeknownst to him and his fried, exhausted senses, something changed at that moment. The mark of their bond, printed on both of their chests, flashed slightly, and a glint went through Elora's eyes.

'I guess it's done now,' she muttered in her own mind, seemingly far less affected by exhaustion than she seemed before. She looked up at his sleeping face and smirked wryly. 'I hope you won't mind too much when you discover the truth, my love… but with that other fairy out there, precautions are important.'

Thoughtfully, she caressed the mark on her chest before drifting off to sleep as well.

It seemed Elora was once again making plans and decisions behind Erik's back. Time would tell what she was thinking, and what Erik's reaction would be…

***

A few days later, it was finally time for the wedding. The entire city of Enkare Nkai was in an uproar as everyone prepared for the festivities. The city was busier than ever, as many people had travelled here from all over the kingdom.

Most came to support their beloved princess, others to see this mysterious emperor of theirs in the flesh for the first time, and some came just to have fun.

They travelled across officially maintained roads between the cities, regularly patrolled by groups of soldiers. These patrols consisted of at least a few second-rankers and were outfitted with everything they needed. If a third-ranked monster showed up, they'd instantly call for help from the capital and erect a defensive formation.

Setting up patrols like this had been one of the first responses to the third-rank beast threat—it was the only way to maintain travel within the kingdom.

As more and more people arrived in the city, most in a festive mood, some with sinister expressions, Erik stood in one of the palace rooms, in front of a mirror. He wore an elegant yet martial, silver and amber outfit with a gentle smile on his lips as he checked himself out.

Suddenly, the door opened, and two people stepped inside.