Chapter 66

Lily snorted, then groaned. “You always know how to make a girl laugh.”

“Humor is the most powerful weapon in my arsenal.” He turned around and lifted his skirt to reveal that his cock stuck out of the top. “And there’s this, too.”

She laughed again, the sound more like a cackle. The pain was starting to fade, but the memory of it was still too fresh. If she laughed any harder, she could slip into madness.

“You’re not healing,” Mike observed with concern.

“No shit.” She licked her dry lips and squinted at him. “I’m just as surprised as you are.”

He examined her wounds and shook his head. “They’re definitely trying to break you.”

“That’s what I have you for.” She lifted her head enough to look at herself. Her entire body, clothing included, was made of demonic magic. With just a whim, she could be anybody, look like anyone, with the only caveat being her own cloven feet. Steam lifted from her body where Deacon’s hymn had scoured away layers of her