Damian's eyes slowly fluttered open.
The first thing that assaulted him was pleasure and the wet gagging sounds of someone greedily trying to swallow him whole.
His entire body jolted violently.
"What the fuck—"
Damian gasped sharply as his hands instinctively shot downward.
Hazel immediately pulled away before he could properly grab her hair and sat upright on the bed.
And Damian froze.
His eyes widened slowly at the breathtaking sight before him.
It was Hazel's true form.
Her skin remained pale but beneath it lingered a faint crimson undertone that made her entire body seem warm and alive beneath the moonlight.
Her eyes resembled burning torches of whitish red flames, yet within those glowing flames rested deep crimson pupils staring at him nervously.
Long whitish red hair cascaded all the way down her back and onto the sheets while soft fox ears protruded from her hair and twitched faintly with embarrassment.
