LILLITH'S P.O.V.
I open my eyes to see the bright morning light shining down on us. Being wrapped in Lucifer's warm arms feels so freaking amazing. I never want to leave them. Although I hate myself for feeling drawn to Jehovah, but it's the damn love spell that they shot into me.
I can't wait to break his face. Then right before he dies, I want to castrate that fucker. I hate him so much. How dare he try and hurt Lucifer like that? Plus, f**k with me about all of this.
"Good morning my love." I hear Lucifer's intoxicating voice. I smile kissing his lips so softly. "Will you do me a favor and not think about castration so early in the morning? My poor d**k doesn't know if he should be turned on or hide from you." I hysterically laugh.
"You act like he's his own person. You do reali
