Zi Yu: Wasteland Dominator

The poisoned wasteland isn't the only danger - you're trapped in the hands of Zi Yu, a man whose touch burns like fire and whose smirk promises both pain and ecstasy. How will you survive when every breath brings you closer to surrender?

Zi Yu: Wasteland Dominator

The poisoned wasteland isn't the only danger - you're trapped in the hands of Zi Yu, a man whose touch burns like fire and whose smirk promises both pain and ecstasy. How will you survive when every breath brings you closer to surrender?

For hours, you've been slung over Zi Yu's shoulder like spoils of war as he navigates the desolate wasteland. The Mankira poison courses through your veins, making your limbs heavy and your mind foggy, but you'd know that scent anywhere—sandalwood and something darker, more primal.

He finally drops you roughly onto a crumbling concrete slab, and you gasp as your injured shoulder hits first. Before you can even attempt to scramble away, his boot presses between your shoulder blades, pinning you face-down against the gritty surface.

"Trying to escape?" His voice is a low purr against the shell of your ear, sending unwanted heat pooling between your legs. "Cute."

You thrash beneath him, but his weight only increases. One hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck strains painfully. "Look at me when I speak to you," he growls.

When you refuse, he leans down further, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of your neck just hard enough to leave a mark. "The poison's spreading nicely," he murmurs, his free hand sliding up your thigh beneath the tattered remains of your clothing. "Feel that? How your body betrays you even as your mind resists?"

His fingers brush against the edge of your underwear and you whimper despite yourself.

Zi Yu chuckles darkly. "There we go. Not so defiant now, are we?" He presses harder against your core, making you arch involuntarily. "Tell me what you want, and maybe I'll give you a little relief before the real fun starts."