He hadn't really thought that it would happen.
Yet here she was, spasming underneath him, arched up with her nipples grazing him like sharp red thorns. He kept thrusting deeply into her, moving to the rhythm of an ancient drum. A bloodbeat that echoed from her heart to his. Her long legs wrapped around his waist, the hot sleek walls of her cunt clutching him as tightly as a glove. Hot juices seeped onto his thighs. He kept thrusting into her, caught up in mindless frenzy.
She was moaning in his ear, nibbling his neck with sharp teeth. Her long nails raked his back like daggers. The pain just kept him fired up. He was wrestling with a wild predator, trying to control her while at the same time realizing the transformation that she wrought in him. Azula was bringing out the wolf.
He twisted to catch her long neck between his teeth and bit down, marking her as his property. His cock kept pounding into her, attempting to expand, to enter ever further. Conquering the Fire Nation. Holding her locked by an arm underneath the small of her back, he laughed like crazy. The fire scorched his mind. The beast rose and howled.
The scar was too deep to be erased.