Chapter 903 – I Was Born with This Instinct
Fiera’s entire body reacted instantly.
Not fear.
Anticipation.
The dangerous kind.
The kind that curled low in her stomach and spread through every nerve until even the air touching her skin felt too intense.
Because Lux said things like that calmly.
That was the problem.
No growling.
No dramatic dominance act.
Just that low, smooth voice of his while sitting beneath her completely naked and impossibly beautiful.
His cock hard against her stomach.
His wings spread wide behind him.
Eyes locked onto her like he already knew exactly how this would end.
And sohow...
He still looked patient.
Fiera swallowed hard.
"You’re really confident," she whispered breathlessly.
Lux smiled slowly.
"I’m an incubus."
That smug bastard.
She almost rolled her eyes.
Almost.
But then his hands moved.
And suddenly thinking beca difficult.
Very difficult.
Lux’s palms slid slowly up her thighs first.
Warm.
Large.
Deliberate.
Not rushing.
Not grabbing desperately.
No.
He touched her like he was morizing her.
Like every reaction mattered.
Fiera’s breath caught imdiately as his fingers spread along the soft flesh of her hips, thumbs tracing little circles that made her tails twitch behind her instinctively.
He hadn’t even done anything serious yet.
That was the terrifying part.
Lux understood buildup.
He understood anticipation.
Every touch ca with purpose.
Every pause made her want more.
"You’re sensitive already," he murmured softly.
Fiera glared weakly. "It’s because of your pheromones."
"I enhanced the atmosphere."
"That sounds illegal."
"Not for ."
Sira made a noise sowhere behind them that sounded suspiciously like "that’s hot."
Fiera ignored her.
Mostly because Lux’s hands were moving again.
Upward this ti.
Slowly sliding along her waist before finally settling beneath her breasts.
And then... His thumbs brushed lightly across her nipples.
Fiera moaned imdiately.
Actually moaned.
No warning.
No dignity.
Just a helpless sound falling straight out of her mouth while her back arched toward him instinctively.
Lux’s eyes darkened with imdiate satisfaction.
"There she is," he whispered.
That voice.
His hands cupped her breasts fully now, fingers squeezing gently first before tightening just enough to make heat shoot straight through her stomach.
Fiera’s tails fanned wildly behind her.
One knocked over a pillow sowhere.
Nobody cared.
Lux watched her carefully while kneading her slowly, expertly.
And yeah.
Expertly.
That was the issue.
This incubus knew exactly what he was doing.
Which spots made her breathing hitch.
Which pressure made her thighs tense.
Which tiny flick of his thumbs made her lt against him.
"You’ve done this too many tis," she muttered weakly.
Lux looked genuinely thoughtful.
"I was born with this instinct."
Fiera stared at him.
"...You know what? Fair."
The girls burst out laughing again.
But Lux barely acknowledged them now.
His focus stayed entirely on her.
And sohow that felt more intimate than all the touching combined.
Like even surrounded by everyone else...
Right now she had all of his attention.
Lux leaned forward slightly.
Then lowered his mouth to her chest.
Fiera shivered violently.
His lips brushed against the top of one breast first.
Soft.
Warm.
Teasing.
Then lower.
Open-mouthed kisses trailing slowly across sensitive skin while his hands continued massaging her expertly.
Fiera’s head tipped back imdiately. "Oh god..."
"No," Lux murmured against her skin. "Wrong departnt."
The stupid joke should not have been hot.
And yet sohow it was.
Fiera laughed breathlessly right before Lux closed his mouth around one nipple.
Her laugh broke into a sharp moan instantly.
Lux humd softly against her breast in approval.
The vibration nearly killed her.
"Oh my god—"
"There we go," he whispered lazily before sucking harder.
Fiera’s thighs pressed together instinctively.
Her tails whipped behind her completely out of control now.
Because yes.
Yes this incubus absolutely knew how to play.
That was the terrifying truth.
He acted relaxed.
Acted submissive.
Acted innocent sotis.
But beneath all that?
Predator.
Lux understood pleasure the way master musicians understood instrunts.
Every touch calculated perfectly.
Every reaction studied and used against her imdiately.
And the worst part?
He genuinely enjoyed making her feel good.
Not rushing toward his own pleasure.
Not using her body carelessly.
No.
Lux looked fascinated by her reactions.
Addicted to them.
He released her breast slowly with a quiet wet sound that made the room sohow hotter.
Then his hand slid lower.
Much lower.
Fiera imdiately tensed.
Lux noticed.
Always noticed.
"Relax," he murmured softly.
Easy for him to say.
His fingers brushed teasingly against the inside of her thighs first.
Not touching where she needed.
Just close enough to make her ache.
Fiera moaned under her breath.
Lux smiled.
Cruel.
Patient.
His fingertips barely skimd along her folds once.
Once.
And her entire body jerked.
"Oh— f*ck..."
"There too?" he asked softly.
Fiera wanted to bite him.
Unfortunately he imdiately rewarded the thought by finally pressing his fingers properly against her entrance.
And yeah.
Thinking died instantly after that.
Because his touch felt unfair.
Warm fingers spreading her slowly while slick heat coated his hand imdiately.
Lux exhaled slowly through his nose.
"Sensitive," he murmured approvingly.
Fiera buried her face against his shoulder with a broken sound.
Her tails curled around his waist instinctively.
Lux chuckled softly.
Then slid one finger inside her.
Slowly.
Fiera moaned loudly.
Actually loudly.
The room spun slightly around the edges.
Because he didn’t just thrust randomly.
No.
Lux curled his finger imdiately in the exact way that made heat explode through her stomach.
Like he already mapped her body within seconds.
"Lux—"
"There," he whispered against her ear. "That spot?"
She hated him.
She really did.
Because yes.
Yes, that spot.
Her nails dug into his shoulders while he worked his finger deeper with terrifying precision.
Then another joined it.
Fiera’s breath shattered completely.
"Oh—"
"Moan more for ," Lux murmured softly.
The command sent another pulse of heat straight through her.
And embarrassingly enough?
She obeyed.
Not intentionally.
Her body just reacted.
Every movent of his fingers made another sound spill out of her mouth helplessly.
Lux played her apart slowly.
Expertly.
One hand still massaging her breast while the other worked between her thighs with devastating patience.
And the worst part?
He still looked composed.
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