Extra's Life: MILFs Won't Leave the Incubus Alone - Chapter 195 - 196: Saintess?

... in short bursts—two hours at most—like a soldier’s truce with exhaustion rather than rest itself. His dreams were made of whispers: fragments of prayers uttered by false mouths, visions of burning cathedrals, and the endless echo of chains rattling in some unseen abyss.

[Lilith smiles]

Now, in the dimness of his chamber, he drifted between that half-sleep and waking. The moonlight fell in ribbons through the sheer curtains, silvering the sheets where Luna lay beside him. Her head ...