I felt his skin grow hotter as he leaned over me, and I let him push me back onto the bed, taking in the feel of his demonic power. It danced over mine, and it almost felt as if he was setting my skin on fire. Why? If demons were born from darkness, why did Luc burn like fire?
I hummed softly into our kiss as Luc pressed himself into me more, and I felt as his horn brushed against my hair. I moved my hand from his cheek to the new addition, gently stroking it as he pulled away. I watched as the golden crack appeared in the dark red horn and frowned as I saw it.
"I don't understand…" I murmured, pulling my hand away as the crack slowly healed itself, and I lowered my gaze to Luc's.
"Understand what?"
"Cerviel loved a demon; why would she change demons to the point angels could not touch one?" I mused, searching my partner's eyes as he stared down at me. There was something new in his eyes, and I watched as he slowly lifted himself off me, sighing heavily.
