Is she a Demon?

Everette.

"Aisha, wake up." I call her.

She opens her eyes with heaviness and her gaze collides with mine, I am already fully dressed.

"Hello." she murmurs.

"Look at this." I indicate, placing her right arm in front of her eyes.

It takes a few seconds for her to realize and focus on it, but once she looks at it clearly she jump off the bed excitedly and analyzes it. A snake, similar to the one on her necklace, which is my mark on her, is on her forearm.

"It is..."

"Looks like your demon mark just needed a little stimulation from me." I say mischievously.

"Does that mean I'm a demon?" I ask confused.

"It does." I smile broadly, kiss her forehead and pull her into my arms as I spins her around the room.

I know that the fact that she is naked makes her feel uncomfortable, that just makes it funny for me.

"I can't believe it..." she confesses once I set her down, I leave my hands still on her waist as I caress her.