Chapter 153: Hotel Meeting

The birthday party ended at some time a few hours before dawn. Israfel was already in bed, laid down on his back with a forever smile and two hot babes in his arms; he counted the minutes until sunrise.

What could compare, he wondered, to the feeling of having the best night out with some fucking amazing twins? To been blown by both girls? To be shared by virtually two of the same person; Rafel did love to clasp his mind onto the nuances that distinguished them—when they lay in bed with him, he stroked the gold streak in Keziah's hair and the silver in Raziah's.

Sunrise met him still smiling to himself.

He rose at the first purple ray that split the drapes of the cottage, and made for the bathroom. The water was icy, but he didn't mind. Some might say he was of a nature hot enough to boil the shower spray. He wouldn't deny—being a literal demon and all. It came with the habitat he was born in.