Upon entering his rooms, he went straight to his bed and lie down. Moras didn't bother removing clothing, he was too exhausted. Closing his eyes all he could see were visions of his past. But the worst of the visions were the ones involving Amina.
Standing over Amina's bed Moras stared down at her withered naked body. He parted her legs and stepped up to her. Claws dug into her hips as he gripped her and thrust deeply into her. Drops of blood formed at his fingertip as he f****d her lifeless form. She barely managed to squeak out a soft protest. Her body was too far gone to handle much more.
As Moras plunged into her tiny frame he watched her body disintegrating in his hands, her pale skin graying and turning to dust. She lay there beneath him moaning softly with his movements, loving hi
