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A moment later, I hear the sound of his zipper opening, and the hot head of his cock presses against my clenching ring.

"Yes!"

He thrusts, and a loud moan tears out of me as he sinks right into my tunnel, forcing the walls apart.

He doesn't hesitate, just starts fucking me fast and hard, exactly the way I want him right now.

I desperately need the chaos inside me to be drowned out by lust; I want to forget, want to become nothing but hunger. My body is taut as a bowstring, aching to shoot forward like an arrow in an orgasmic explosion, my insides drowning in pleasure, pulsing and tightening around him like a tight pink rubber glove.

We fuck, hot breath mingling, body against body, one thrust and another and another. My body rocks with every movement, my fingers gripping the bark as that divine sensation builds inside me…

And suddenly, I start to feel it!

It's as if thin greenish streaks are slipping out from beneath my fingertips, touching the tree and merging with its energy. I begin to see everything, as though my connection with Mauro is amplifying my own abilities. Did Silvio make this possible for me? I press my forehead against the tree, feeling its calm, ancient presence.

My own animal, physical, lustful nature as a protein-based creature stands in stark contrast to that slow, green tide surrounding me. I begin to understand its nature. I begin to feel it the way Mauro does: an almost intimate connection, support, an embrace. The world around me isn't empty, or filled with just motionless winter trunks of sleeping trees.

This world is alive.

Millions of pulses of energy race along the branches and sink into the earth, into the network of roots. Everything is connected, woven together like a subtle web. I can witness the spectacle of it, this delicate life made of thin green threads linking every living thing in the forest.

Against that soothing backdrop, my own desire rises upward like a bird soaring higher and higher.

With my fingers clenched against the surface of the tree, I come, illuminating the space around us with a sphere of golden, pink, and red energy, like an exploding star. I know now that I'm part of something greater, my body softly merged into the fabric of the forest.

So I am… of the forest folk, after all.

Then I collapse onto the forest floor, and Mauro goes down with me, still moving inside me.

Our breaths intertwine, his fingers weave through mine, and his lips travel over my temple, my pointed ears, my cheeks. I can feel his… emotions, pulsing inside him, burning fiercely, wanting me as desperately as he wants air, as something priceless, essential for living. I am his dream, his deepest desire, his everything…

We make love, and I don't feel the cold. I don't feel like an intruder in this forest, like something foreign that doesn't belong here.

The forest welcomes me, accepts me, surrounds me, and soothes me with its magic, wrapping me in its energy.

Mauro and I keep making love for a long while, slowly, then faster, more passionately, then more gently. And when I close my eyes and drift toward sleep, I know I'm no longer just an ordinary human for whom the chill of the night and the dampness of the ground would be difficult to endure.

My nature makes all of this feel completely normal. I belong here, and I can fall asleep feeling as comfortable as if I were lying in my own bed.

CHAPTER 30: ROCCO

3 months ago

Mauro is here. I know it. For years he thought I was an idiot who had no idea what he was doing. They all think they can outsmart me.

But those motherfuckers are wrong. I’ll hunt them down and kill them all…

Hate, anger, hate, anger—they flow in my veins, and I love to live like this. That’s how I was molded.

I run my finger across the screen of my phone, where I see a photo showing my brother’s tall figure slipping along the wall of Renato’s house.

A chuckle escapes me. All it took was a few drones, and tada! I had him.

I start the car, hesitating for a moment over whether I should take the boys with me or handle this myself, but this is personal.

My brothers betrayed me at the exact moment when the fate of our family hung in the balance. The FBI raided us, and Anzo was arrested. That same day, Mauro and Eliano disappeared.

I don’t know where Eliano is hiding at the moment, but it’s only a matter of time before I find out. Mauro, however, turned out to be very predictable.