Chapter 48: "The Carrot, the Lash, and the Skyborne Sinner"
I woke up groggily with Kimchi spooning me like a clingy, heat-leaking radiator in love. Her antennae twitched with self-satisfied smugness, her thighs wrapped around mine with enough pressure to simulate a slow, affectionate guillotine. I was about to sigh and accept my fate as a living plush toy when a deafening, unnatural whoosh split the volcanic air like a god's sneeze.
A shadow passed over us. Not the sun. Not a cloud. No, Crystal had apparently decided enough was enough and deployed a Wing Ripper to extract me from the feral embrace of her least house-trained Prime.
