Chapter 900: I Want to See You React More
Chapter 900 – I Want to See You React More
Lux stared at her for one full second.
Then laughed quietly under his breath.
Fiera rolled her eyes despite the violent blush creeping into her face.
But she didn’t stop.
Didn’t retreat.
Instead, she let her hand finally settle properly over the outline straining against his pants.
Warmth hit her palm instantly.
Lux’s eyes closed briefly.
Just briefly.
But she saw it.
Saw the control slip for half a heartbeat.
And suddenly she understood something terrifying.
He really was trying not to overwhelm her.
Even now.
Even while hard beneath her hand.
Even while letting her touch him however she wanted.
The realization made her chest tighten strangely.
Fiera pressed slightly more firmly.
Lux inhaled sharply through his nose.
"There we go," she whispered before she could stop herself.
His eyes opened again slowly.
Focused entirely on her.
"You like seeing reactions?" he asked softly.
"A little."
"That’s dangerous."
"Why?"
"Because now you’re starting to sound like a Lust demon."
Her stomach flipped instantly.
Fiera ignored it.
Mostly because she was too busy noticing how warm he felt under her hand now.
How tense.
How controlled.
And somehow that control itself became addictive to watch unravel piece by piece.
She leaned closer again.
Close enough for her lips to brush against his jaw while her hand moved slowly over him through the fabric.
Not fast.
Not clumsy.
Just enough pressure to make him feel it.
Lux tilted his head back slightly against the couch.
Finally...
Finally, she was getting somewhere.
"You hide it well," she whispered against his skin.
"Hm?"
"You’re horny."
Lux laughed softly without opening his eyes.
"I’m an incubus sitting under a gorgeous woman in lingerie while she rubs my lap."
Fiera smiled against his throat.
Then kissed lower.
Slowly.
Tracing his skin with warm open-mouthed kisses while her hand kept moving steadily over the outline beneath those tight pants.
Lux’s hand finally slid into her hair.
Not forcing.
Not controlling.
Just holding gently.
Like instinct took over.
The touch made her shiver immediately.
Everything he did felt unfairly intimate.
"You smell nice," she murmured absentmindedly against his neck.
Lux made a quiet sound that almost resembled a groan.
Bad idea.
Very bad idea.
Because hearing that noise nearly destroyed her composure instantly.
Fiera pressed closer without thinking.
Her chest against his.
Hand stroking slower now.
More deliberate.
Feeling him grow harder beneath her palm.
Lux finally opened his eyes again and looked at her properly.
Not teasing this time.
Not joking.
Just looking.
Heavy.
Warm.
Hungry.
And somehow still patient.
Like he was waiting to see how far she wanted to go on her own.
That gaze alone nearly made her melt.
"You’re really trying to make me lose control," he murmured quietly.
Fiera’s breath caught.
Maybe she was.
Maybe she wanted proof that someone this composed could actually break.
Even a little.
"I want to see you react more," she admitted softly.
Lux smiled faintly.
Dangerous.
"Careful what you wish for, sweetheart. Because I could seduce you without even touching you." He leaned in until his lips brushed against her ear. "Without saying a single word. Just with my pheromones."
Her thighs tensed.
Her pulse jumped violently.
And suddenly she wanted him to do exactly that.
She wanted him to stop holding back.
Fiera tightened her fingers around him through the fabric.
Lux exhaled slowly. "Take off your clothes. I want to see it all..."
His voice? It didn’t sound like a command. It sounded like a request from a man teetering on the edge. A slow burn spread through her veins.
A small, shaky laugh escaped her, a puff of air against the skin of his neck. "You’re awfully demanding for someone who literally offered himself up as a toy."
"Then play me. Or... I could make you stop holding back. With just my scent, I promise... I could make you feel things you’ve only ever dreamed of."
She pulled back, her heart hammering against her ribs so hard she could feel it in her throat.
"Try me," she breathed.
It was the most dangerous thing she had ever said.
Lux’s smile was slow, predatory. He didn’t move. Not a single muscle.
But the air shifted. It grew heavier, warmer, thick with an invisible musk that was dark chocolate, amber, and something else... something ancient and wild.
It was the scent of desire distilled, of passion given form, and it wrapped around her like a silken shroud, sinking deep into her pores.
It was his pheromones. And yes, it did. It worked on her so well. It made her... feral.
Fiera’s head swam. The rational part of her brain, the part that was still screaming ’this is a literal demon of lust, you idiot,’ was drowned in a wave of intoxicating heat that started in her belly and spread outward, licking at her nerves like a warm flame.
Every inch of her skin became exquisitely sensitive. The lace of the lingerie felt rough and delicious against her hardened nipples.
Her gaze locked with his. The world outside their little bubble, the girls, the room, the very concept of furniture, had dissolved into a meaningless haze of color.
"Make me cum..." Lux whispered. It sounded like a plea.
Her own breath hitched. That was not what she expected. The power dynamic had just shifted again, violently.
Her hands trembled as they moved, her knuckles brushing against the warm, taut skin of his stomach as she pulled his pants. The dark fabric parted, revealing a formidable erection straining for release.
His erection was perfect, heavy and flushed a deep, velvety rose, with a single, glistening bead of moisture at the tip.
He smelled of clean, male skin, musk, and that dark, supernatural spice that was already making her dizzy.
A low, guttural noise rumbled in her own chest, a sound she didn’t recognize as her own.
She wrapped a hand around the base of him. He was hot and hard in her palm, the skin impossibly smooth.
Lux’s head fell back against the cushions, a long, shuddering sigh escaping his lips. His throat was a long, vulnerable column of pale muscle she suddenly wanted to bite. "Yes..." he breathed.
