Chapter 14: Unholy Cardio
Chapter 14 – Unholy Cardio
She didn’t even want to move. Her muscles didn’t know whether to melt or scream for a medic. Every nerve had already checked out and filed a complaint, and yet her brain—traitorous and high on post-orgasmic haze—was still trying to process what just happened.
And above her?
Lux was glowing.
Not metaphorically.
[+100 DP. Partner gains +25% resistance to demonic corruption.]
He literally looked like someone had poured liquid gold into a statue of sin and let it stretch. His skin shimmered faintly in the soft lighting—golden, perfect, untarnished by the sweat or panting or twitching that normal people experienced after sex. He just stood there, wings folded, tail lazily flicking behind him, looking like the cover model of Hell’s Richest Bachelor Monthly. Smirking. Satisfied.
Radiant.
"Why do you look like that?" Naomi mumbled into the pillow.
Lux tilted his head, eyes still gleaming red, and gave her a boyish shrug that didn’t match the wicked glint in his gaze.
"Like what?" he said.