Chapter 102: Last Village
The journey to the last village was a silent, somber affair. The women walked in a tight cluster, their eyes downcast, their hands clasped before them. Aidan walked ahead, his stride long and purposeful, his shoulders set. The silence was not uncomfortable, but it was heavy, a weight that pressed down on them all.
The village of Crimson Hollow was nestled in a valley, the red clay of its buildings blending seamlessly with the autumnal foliage. As they approached, the women began to whisper, their voices hushed with reverence and a touch of fear. Aidan felt a shiver run down his spine. He knew what awaited them here.
Crimson Hollow was a place of blood and fire, where the women were not just fertile but *hungry*—a hunger that had been starved for too long. The Elder had warned him: *"They will take what they need."* And Aidan understood. He had been taken. He had been *used*. And now, it was his turn to be the source.
The village was a maze of low, red-roofed huts, their clay walls stained with the rust of old blood. The air smelled of damp earth and something older—something metallic and primal. The women walked in silence, their steps heavy with anticipation.
Aidan led them to the village's center, where a massive, ancient tree stood, its gnarled branches stretching out like skeletal fingers. The tree's trunk was carved with intricate symbols, each one a testament to the power that flowed through it. A large, flat stone lay at its base, stained dark with the blood of countless rituals.
The women began to undress, their movements slow and deliberate. Aidan watched as their bodies were revealed, each one different, yet all of them ripe with desire. He could feel the hunger in the air, a palpable thing that made his cock twitch in anticipation.
Mei approached him, her petite body naked and unashamed.
Her dark nipples were hard, her pussy already glistening with arousal. She reached out, her small hand wrapping around his already hardening cock. "It's time, Aidan," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "They need you. And so do I."
Aidan looked around, his gaze meeting those of the other women. They were all watching him, their eyes filled with a hunger that made his cock throb in Mei's grip. He nodded, his voice steady despite the butterflies in his stomach. "Alright. Let's begin."
Mei guided him to the stone at the base of the tree.