This isn't your typical paranormal/fantasy demon based romance...
In this world there is a thin line between a God and a demon. In fact, Lucifer himself recruited seven former Greek Gods as his own Dominion. Each leading a Dominion over each of t...
A/N: NSFW chapter. ☺ I'll be on vacation next week, so if for some reason should hit 1.5k votes I won't be doing a celebration chapter next week simply because I will be too busy. Sorry.
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Posted 7/29/22
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I thought it would be in the ring where my Wrath would finally dissolve. Instead each and every fight raised my Wrath to higher levels. It was close to the horrible levels that it can reach during Hell Week, which makes me worry that this Hell Week coming up in a couple of weeks might end up being far worse than it has ever been. Of course there has to be some kind of balance. Finding peace by looking into my mate's eyes doesn't mean that Wrath won't stir me up again.
That's what happened though. It didn't seem to matter that her eyes shimmered with anger, or that they were currently a pretty purplish-blue color instead of her natural unique eyes, the moment I looked into her eyes a peace settled within me. It felt like rays of light had literally traveled inside me to the spot where that extreme anger resides. Then it was like those rays of light calmed and healed my soul. It was probably some kind of mate bond magic that traveled through our connection, although I couldn't be certain since we weren't technically bonded yet. However, the 'light' I felt in that moment must have inspired something within me. It spawned the endearment that immediately came to mind.
I didn't plan on calling her Sunshine at that moment. It just slipped from my mouth when I saw her looking shocked that I was able to read her expression. Now I feel like my tongue is cleaving to the roof of my mouth as brain function has seemed to completely and utterly stopped working. I should have expected her to start stripping, and sure some part of me did. I just didn't expect her bra to be completely transparent. The pink cups were embellished with flowers and cherries, which I found ironic as fuck due to her large dark pink nipples that reminded me of cherries themselves. Fuck, now I'm wondering if the panties match, and if they are just as transparent.
It takes a second for me to fully register her words. "I'm pretty sure you are going to want to take off your clothes to get in the shower, Namjoon."
I'm definitely a bumbling buffoon at this point because I unintelligently utter, "Oh...yeah..." I'm not wearing a shirt. Why would I when it would be drenched with sweat by the end of one match? Let alone the countless ones I entered today. Thinking about something sensible for a moment has my brain functioning again, alongside my cock. We both have better ideas. "I have a lot less clothing than you do. Perhaps you should get a head start."
She smirks at me, and I realize in that moment that I should have known better. Instead of going for her pants, like I had hoped, she goes for her shoes and socks next. Once those are gone. "I think that's enough of a head start, sir. Now remove those shorts, before I come over and remove them for you."
