Warlock Ch 399. Another Day, Another Trouble *
Another day, another trouble.
That was the first thing Damian muttered as he slowly opened his eyes to the soft morning light filtering through the black-out warded curtains. The bedroom smelled like lavender, candle wax, and the lingering sharpness of blood and sex.
His body ached in that lazy, satisfied way, muscles sore in all the right places. The sheets clung to his skin, warm and sticky, a mess of sweat, and tangled limbs.
Victoria's leg was still draped over his thigh, her bare skin cool to the touch. Her lips brushed against the side of his neck, warm breath ghosting along a fresh bite mark that was still faintly tingling with vampire magic.
Evelyn, meanwhile, was lying partially across his chest, her tongue slowly lapping at a thin trail of cum that had dripped across his abdomen. Her soft white hair spread like a halo against his ribs, and her eyes were glazed with that dreamy post-hexing bliss.
