I stepped out of the hidden glade just as the first hints of dawn painted the eastern sky in soft pinks and golds. My body ached in the best way—muscles sore from hours of intense sparring mixed with the deep, claiming fucks I'd given Elizabeth between lessons. She had pushed me hard tonight. Harder than ever. My illusions were sharper now, the flaws she pointed out growing smaller with every clash. But even a monster like me needed a breather.
Elizabeth walked beside me for a short distance, her silver hair slightly disheveled, lips still swollen from our last kiss. She squeezed my hand once, violet eyes glowing with pride and lingering hunger.
"Go rest, my love," she murmured, voice low and intimate. "Mommy will prepare new exercises for tomorrow night. You've made excellent progress."
