Kagami looked at herself in the mirror. Cain had done a number on Kage. Their left eye was swollen and tender, and their lower lip was busted and bleeding. Bruises decorated their body, and when Kagami looked between their legs, Cain’s seed was tinged pink as it slid down their inner thigh.
I wonder what Kage did to piss him off.
She sighed, turned on the shower, and stepped in to wash their shared body. Every bruise and cut hurt, and she needed to feed. Kage didn’t feed, she thought to herself. Cain always smelled of chocolate and women. Always commented that he liked actual women, too. Not aphra-males that couldn’t decide if they were a man or woman.
She looked at the Cerberus tattoo on her wrist and growled. Kagami had tried to run away when she first began to awaken, then Cain put h
