Chapter 138: Reporting Back
Grace limped through the halls of the Angelic Dominion like she’d been hit by a wagon.
A sex wagon.
Driven by Diana, of course.
At full speed.
[Worth it though,] she smirked like a dumbass. [So worth it.]
Every step sent little jolts through her body. Not pain exactly. More like... aftershocks. Her thighs ached in ways that made her blush just thinking about it. Her back was covered in scratches that definitely weren’t from fighting the Tempest. And she was pretty sure she had bite marks in places bite marks shouldn’t be.
Diana had made good on that rain check.
Multiple times.
In multiple positions.
Grace paused at a marble pillar to catch her breath. A passing angel gave her a weird look.
[Crap. Do I look that bad?]