Flames of Ashes

Bonus Chapter.

"You did not have to kill him in front of everyone like this and make it so gruesome!" I scowled at him, when we got to his room.

The Garrison promised us that we were safe and we could continue training as usual and my punishment was to 'attend' to Zarir, whatever that meant. Apart from my friends who were worried, some of the knights thought it was a satisfactory punishment given that Zarir could one day forget to put on his gloves and touch me and the others, mostly the females thought I would get closer to Zarir and a a part of me wanted that.

But the unanswered question was: what about my father and brother? What about Ben and his family? How do we continue to be normal? Especially after Zarir had killed Jared in front of everyone and they would know it was my fault, like it always is.

"You asked me for his heart, I gave it. You asked for my arcana, I showed you. Perhaps you should be more grateful to your savior, your god." He retorted, his eyes still glowing a dark green that resembled venom. I recoiled slightly under his intense gaze.

"You are not a god, Zarir! Most importantly what would people think of our relationship after this!?" In truth I was worried I was going to be implicated in this war nonsense as if I did not have a lot on my plate already. Having a relationship with Zarir after I was betrothed to Arthur would not end well for me, us.
"That anyone that touches you will suffer the same fate."
"So you will kill them all, mercilessly?"
"Mercy is for weak men." I huffed, still discontented and his soothing comfort was, "Don't judge me, Xarian-Jarda because that was me showing mercy." What was him not?
"Trust me my little murderer, you are better off not knowing." I stayed silent.

His legs moved forward, and I backed away dropping my crutches until my back hit the wall, the vigor of his malicious gaze still pinned on me.
"Are you afraid of me, my little murderer?" The sensation of his hot breath on my face, rendered my scalp to tingle, then he flickered his eyes to my plump red lips and his hand seized my waist. He was too close. Dangerously close that our lower bodies were grazing each other.
"Look at me when I talk to you." He held my chin up, firmly but not firm enough to hurt me and forced my eyes to meet his.
"Are you afraid of me? When I touch anyone, they perish just like Jared, and I can make all the blood in someone's body rush out like the waterfall of Raika, does that make you scared?" My chest heaved as his head lowered, hovering above my lips.

"No." I exhaled and he yanked me, pressed against him. "Are you sure?" Zarir's free hand trailed down my backbone, then shifted to caressing my neck.
"Zarir..." He planted a light kiss on my neck and sucked it, making me involuntarily groan.
"Do you like that? Me touching you?" He asked as his tongue licked my neck to my collarbone, biting and nibbling
Why was I immune to his arcana, but not his true poison and why was my body reacting this way to him?
"Do you want me to stop?" He asked, breathily
kissing my jaw.
Yes, my mind said but the word seemed to be stuck in my throat. Taking my silence as an answer, he finally planted a soft kiss on my lips and I melted like snow in the heat of summer.

He wanted to pull away but I grabbed the back of his neck and pressed my lips to his[lips]. His lips was soft, generous as it moved with mine with a rhythm that told me that our lips complemented each other. I had yearned for this, and a moan escaped my lips when he pried my lips and traveled around my whole mouth by using his tongue. It still was not enough as our tongues danced together.

I did not even notice when his hands slid up my leather jacket, going further beneath my tunic and it was only when his thumb grazed my nipple did I groan into his mouth. He pinched it, before groping my entire breast. "Gods you feel so good!" He said as he squeezed the swell of my chest. As he continued fiddling with my breasts, I traced kissed from behind his ear, kissing a small butterfly tattoo then I sucked his echo's crest on his throat and hoarsely he demanded, "Tell me to stop Xarian." I bit his lip as an answer and he slowly unzipped by jacket, lifting up my tunic.

I arched my back, closing my eyes as Zarir took my nipple into his mouth, sucking it. The spot between my legs were aching and I need some friction so I grounded it against his manhood and he moaned my name and I reciprocated when his hand rubbed my vagina and that sent me into a spiral, heating me up even when it was till clothed.

I wanted to wrap my legs around his waist and it hit me that I could not. "Zarir." I whispered, moaning the rest of my words as his fingers had reached my vagina. "You are so wet for me, aren't you my little murderer?" He smirked then I remembered when we first met. I got lost looking for a Golden butterfly but he helped me search for it and took me back home. Now, I think he might have used magic.
"Zarir." I tried to wrap my legs around his waist only to be reminded that I was now disabled. He must have seen my struggle because he picked me up, horizontally and laid me on the bed.
"Are you sure you want this, Xarian? You can tell me to stop now?" his voice was hoarse as he spoke, positioned between my legs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. That was my answer.
That night, he kissed me all over my body, on my knee. "You are perfect, my little murderer. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
"What does this mean for us, Zarir? What do we become after this?"
"Anything you want, my love. Anything."

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A/N: Finally they are together😭. One more chapter and I would have lost it😭😭.
Long time! Sorry for the late update👀😮‍💨. A lot happened to me this week. Terrible things! How was your week?😭😭
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