and Hunted

Aether moved like a shark.

He didn’t rush. He simply waded into the oasis with terrifying focus, eyes locked on his first target. Shenhe barely had time to turn before he was on her. The restrained woman was dragged under in a burst of white water and muffled cries; the violent thrashing and the way the surface kept exploding outward made it look, for a few long seconds, like a real shark was tearing something apart beneath the waves. When he finally let her surface again she was already limp, eyes unfocused, a thick trail of fresh cum rising through the water around her thighs.

That was the signal.

The rest of the women broke with playful, high-pitched screams and scattered across the oasis in every direction. Aether hunted them one by one. Lisa was caught near the rocks and folded in half against them. Rosaria made him work for it, but still ended up face-down in the shallows, growling into the wet sand while he emptied himself into her. Yelan tried to slip away along the bank and was dragged back by the ankle. Cloud Retainer’s elegant flight was cut short mid-leap. Dehya put up the strongest resistance and still finished on her hands and knees at the water’s edge, purring again despite herself.

By the time the last of them had been thoroughly punished and left twitching in the shade or floating dazed in the shallows, the oasis had gone quiet.

That was when Faruzan finally succeeded.

Yelan’s usual perfect control over the hydro strings had slipped during the frenzy of the hunt. The Haravatat scholar felt the bindings loosen, then fall away completely. She sat up inside the open suitcase, stretched her stiff limbs with a long, haughty groan of satisfaction, and stepped out onto the sand like a queen reclaiming her throne.

She looked around the empty, sex-ruined camp, saw no immediate guards, and let out a sharp, triumphant little laugh.

“Idiots. All of them. One moment of distraction and the great Madame Faruzan simply walks free. As expected of—”

She never finished the sentence.

A heavy, heat-radiating presence settled behind her. Faruzan froze. Slowly, very slowly, she turned her head.

Aether stood there.

Fully teased from an entire day of deliberate denial. Chest rising and falling with deep, controlled breaths. Eyes dark. Cock still thick and glistening from the women he had just finished punishing. He looked less like the Traveler and more like something that had been pushed past every limit and was now looking at the one person still standing who hadn’t been dealt with yet.

Faruzan’s haughty expression cracked into pure, wide-eyed realization.