Capítulo 4: Crimson Awakening: The Infernal Bond

*Capítulo Tres*

The grand hall had fallen silent, the echoes of battle now replaced by a suffocating stillness. Samael, drenched in sweat and radiating a furious intensity, seized Allistair and dragged him through shadowy corridors. The walls seemed to pulse with an ominous energy as they approached a hidden chamber sealed by runes glowing with a sinister crimson light. The space was designed to trap and contain, ensuring that nothing could interrupt what was about to unfold.

As the door slammed shut

behind them, Samael's transformation began, each shift in form amplifying the tension. His eyes, first fierce and cold as Morgan the wolf, now burned with an even deeper rage. The scent of Morgan-a rich, earthy musk-filled the room, mixing with the heady fragrance of Allistair.

"You've pushed me too far" Samael growled, his voice a dark rumble. "Now you will face the full extent of my power."

Morgan's presence was hypnotic, his golden eyes piercing through Allistair as he approached with a predatory grace. The scent of Allistair-a sweet, intoxicating blend of rose, honey, jasmine, and vanilla -mingled with the heavy, primal aroma of Samael's wolf form, creating an overwhelming sensory assault that set Samael's senses on edge. The rich, balsamic sandalwood of Samael's own scent, combined with a faint hint of fire, was reminiscent of the man in Allistair's dreams. The mingling fragrances were almost maddening, the scent of Allistair driving Samael to the brink of insanity.

Samael's transformation continued, revealing Lucan, his lycan form. Lucan's massive black fur and eyes as dark as night a dded a new layer of intensity. Lucan's growl, deep and resonant, shook the chamber. His immense body pressed against Allistair with an intimidating force, each

movement sending tremors through the room.

"Feel every ounce of our dominance," Lucan's voice echoed in Samael's mind, his tone a mix of primal command and dark anticipation.

Finally, Samael's ultimate transformation into Lucifer, the embodiment of dark power, was completed. His black wings, edged with blood-red, spread wide, creating a dramatic contrast against the dim light. Lucifer's long blood-red hair and crimson eyes made the chamber feel even more suffocating. The air was thick with the mingled scents of fire and sandalwood, intensified by the raw power of Samael's true form.

Allistair's breath quickened, his eyes widened as he looked up at Lucifer. The king's scent-balsamic sandalwood with undertones of fire-overpowered him, stirring a mix of fear and undeniable arousal. Samael's touch was both commanding and intimate, each caress eliciting a desperate moan from Allistair.

The sharp claws touched him everywhere. It pinched his nipples. The tounge so inhuman like lick his every places till it reached his puckered hole.

"You're going to experience everything l've held back" Samael growled, his voice a dark, seductive purr. "Feel every bit of my power."

The tounge slithered inside Allistair's hole fucking him to insanity.

"Nnnghh Sa..ma..El it's dirty no hhh no... Fuck."

When he climaxed without warning Samael or Lucifer entered his cock brutally inside Allistair's hole which made them both groan.

"Ah Fuck My love fuck this feels good. You taste good" Samael groaned while Allistair felt the pain of intrusion not hearing clearly what he said.

"Ahhh Fuck hhhurts Sa..Ma..El.. nnghhh." Tears slid down his eyes now turning into a vibrant shade of green which mesmerized Samael.

Samael licked his tears away and soothe him. Then he proceed to move again when Allistair managed to adjust from his size and told him to move.

He thrust into Allistair violently hitting the right spots that made Allistair toes curl in pleasure and his eyes rolling back his tounge peeking out his mouth because of the intense pain and pleasure he felt.

The sound of flesh slapping in each other, their moans and grunts mix with their scents drove them to carnal insanity especially Samael.

Samael's lycan form, Lucan, took his turn, his massive body pressing into Allistair with an unrelenting force. Lucan's black fur, mingling with the sweet, floral fragrance of Allistair's scent, created a heady mix that was both exhilarating and overwhelming. The scent of roses and vanilla intertwined with Lucan's dark, earthy musk, making the air almost unbearable.

"Noo.. what are you..w...ho are you ahh." Lucan's thrust was violent

"Call me Lucan baby."

"Lu..can nggh more ahh." The pleasure filled eyes of Allistair drive Lucan insane till he released his seed inside.

Samael's wolf form, Morgan, joined in, his golden eyes hypnotizing Allistair with their intense gaze. Morgan's touch was a tantalizing blend of tenderness and dominance, his presence adding a new layer of complexity to the encounter.

"Morgan nnghh hhh yes fuck Samael more.."

As Lucifer, Samael's black wings brushed against Allistair's skin, their edges trailing along with an electrifying sensation. Lucifer's red eyes burned with a fierce, dangerous light as he took Allistair in his final, most powerful form. The combination of Lucifer's potent scent with Allistair's own rose and honey fragrance created an almost unbearable tension, driving Samael to the edge of his Control.

Outside the sealed chamber, the atmosphere was thick with worry. Alexander paced anxiously near the door, his frustration evident as he tried to

sense what was happening within. His alpha instincts were in overdrive, every growl and sound from the chamber adding to his distress.

"Damn it, what's going on in there?" Alexander muttered, his face etched with concern. "This isn't just a fight anymore. We need to get them out before it gets worse."

Raine standing beside Alexander, looked equally troubled. His calm demeanor was strained, his usual composure shattered by the danger his son faced. His gaze was fixed on the door, his mind racing with thoughts of how to help Allistair.

"We have to find a way to break the seal" Raine said, his voice trembling slightly. "Allistair's in there with Samael, and if things continue like this...." His voice trailed off, unable to finish the thought.

Allex recording the chaos with her phone, had a mixture of fascination and concern. Her usually teasing demeanor was replaced by genuine worry as she watched the intense exchange unfold.

"I can't believe this is happening" Allex said, her voice wavering. "This is way more intense than I thought. If they don't stop soon, it could end badly for both of them."

The king's friends, gathered outside the chamber, were also affected by the turmoil. Caius exchanged worried glances with Damian, Rowan and Fierro

They all showed signs of concern.

"This is getting out of hand," Caius said, his voice tense. "We need to intervene before someone gets seriously hurt."

"Agreed," Rowan added, his eyes flashing with anxiety.

"But we have to be careful. We don't want to escalate the situation further."

Inside the chamber, the air was heavy with the mingled scents of passion and rage. Samael's forms were relentless, each one imposing and commanding. The rough, primal connection

between them was intense and

visceral.

"Your scent-so sweet and

intoxicating," Samael hissed, his voice a dark murmur. "It

drives me mad."

"You can't control me" AIlistair gasped, his voice a blend of

defiance and desire. "Not

completely."

"'l make you feel every bit of my fury and my desire," Samael snarled. "You will know the depths of my power. And besides baby look at you covered in my cum and that lustful look of yours tsk it makes me wanna it you up whole."

He added while yanking Allistair's hair upward to look on the ceiling mirror.

*Fuck is that me. No I look like a slut. His slut.* Allistair inwardly thought which brought him humiliation yet pleasure

Their struggle was a brutal ballet of dominance and submission, each movement and touch marked by raw intensity. Samael's every thrust and caress was a manifestation of his rage and desire, pushing Allistair to the edge.

Outside, the family and friends continued to fret, the tension palpable as they listened to the Sounds of the conflict.

"We can't just stand here," Alexander said, his voice filled with determination. "I'm going in."

As Alexander prepared to break the seal, the chamber's dark magic began to crackle, signaling a shift in the balance. Allistair, amid the chaotic interplay of forms and scents, felt a flicker of recognition. The intensity of the encounter, the familiar scents, and the overwhelming presence of Samael-all reminded him of the man from his dreams.

"This is the same" Allistair thought, his mind racing. "The scent, the touch-it's like those dreams come to life." Is it you? Allistair questioned inwardly.

As the situation inside the

chamber reached its peak, Samael's rage and desire seemed to merge into a single, consuming force. The battle was no longer just physical but deeply emotional and psychological, leaving Allistair and Samael locked in a primal, blood-soaked confrontation.

Now in his human form, Samael remained a little of his sanity. Seeing Allistair on top of him his eyes shining an eerie shade of vibrant green riding his cock till his ass bleeding aroused Samael more yet worried him at the same time.

"Hey baby stop it now ah Fuck."

"No Samael nnghh fuck. Fuck me more ahh so good Mi Alfa hhh you're so big look my stomach is full nnnghhh." Allistair said in a trance yet somehow cute and seductive way while touching his bulging stomach.

"Fuck baby you're so beautiful, fuck you're mine." Then Samael flipped them both over, him now on top while fucking Allistair dog style. He fucked him till he dropped.

It was carnal, primal and brutal yet intoxicating further sinking both of them in the throes of pleasure.