"Shit," Cruxius cursed under his breath, groaning. He could feel it—his cock rock hard, buried inside her tight, clenching asshole.
It felt like she was going to break herself on him, and the healing magic kept her from tearing apart—but just barely.
This wasn't just sex.
This was her unraveling.
Her mind—fractured. Something inside her had cracked beyond repair.
Because of him.
Clenching his jaw, guilt cutting through the haze of lust, he realized something terrifying.
If he returned to the past now—she would lose her obsession for him—and he would also lose the EX rank of her ability, which gave him such an advantage.
So, he might choose her, mentally obsessed, rather than return to the past to correct things.
But if he let her fall even more than this… he'd lose her use forever.
A broken possession might just ruin his path... Of course, he loved what was his, but it always hurt to get rid of a broken possession—especially if it was someone like Seleyena.
