Chapter 1141: Uncivilized
Chapter 1141 – Uncivilized
Lux smiled. "Neither do you."
The formation pulsed beneath their feet.
Once.
Twice.
Then the ancient symbols folded inward, flowing into their joined hands like molten gold sinking into water.
[Contract Established]
[Type: Sovereign Accord]
[Parties: Lux Vaelthorn / Lilith]
[Authority: Equal]
[Mutual Betrayal: Prohibited]
[Contract Status: Binding]
[Authority Recognition: Ancient Demon’s Equal]
Lux felt it immediately.
Not power flooding into him.
Something far stranger.
Recognition.
Lilith’s authority was ancient, immense, and fundamentally different from the power wielded by modern Sin Lords. She had brought civilization to Hell before the current hierarchy existed. Even Kaelmor’s royal authority might not measure against hers.
And now, through their contract, Lux stood beside her as an equal.
That was the maximum such an agreement could grant him across their difference in status.
And it was more than enough.
His Greed went silent.
For one beautiful second, the restless creature inside him simply stared at the completed contract.
Then...
’Mine.’
Not a possession.
A promise.
Something freely given and equally returned.
Lux’s smile widened.
The locked door inside him opened.
Lilith felt the change. Her red eyes narrowed with delight. "Little Greed?"
Lux caught her waist and pulled her against him. "Congratulations."
"On?"
"Passing the audit."
She burst into laughter.
Then he kissed her.
And this time, his restraint did not hold him back.
His hand slid into her hair, drawing her closer as his mouth met hers with a hunger that made the previous kisses seem positively diplomatic. Lilith answered with equal enthusiasm, her fingers gripping his shoulders as she laughed against his lips.
Lux kissed her cheek.
Her jaw.
The graceful curve of her neck.
A playful bite followed, earning him a delighted gasp and a sharp tug on his hair.
"Oh?" she whispered.
Lux grinned against her skin. "You wanted the uncivilized version."
Lilith’s smile turned positively wicked. "Finally."
She pulled him into another kiss.
The candles flared.
Their mingled authority rolled through the mansion, rattling the windows and sending the ancient shadows fleeing toward the ceiling.
Lux lifted Lilith into his arms.
She wrapped herself around him, laughing as he carried her toward the adjoining chamber.
"Careful," she murmured. "That furniture is older than your entire bloodline."
"Then it should have appreciated considerably."
"You intend to destroy my antiques?"
"I’m assessing structural integrity."
"Liar."
"Professional liar."
The bedroom doors closed behind them.
And Hell’s first civilization-bringer discovered that Greed had developed some fascinating new customs during her absence.
One kiss became another.
Then another. It was wilder and rougher than before. Lux devoured her, tongue plunging into her mouth, tasting her, claiming her. He was an incubus prince, and for tonight, she was his queen. She met his ferocity with her own. Her hands were in his hair, her nails scraping his scalp. Her legs were tight around his waist, her body a perfect, willing offering.
They fell onto the bed. He was above her, his body a hard, heavy weight that she welcomed. His hands were everywhere, roaming over her, relearning her curves, memorizing her touch. She arched into his hands, wanting more, and he was only too happy to oblige. He caressed her breasts, teasing her nipples, and she whimpered.
He grinned.
"Tell me what you want, Lilith."
His voice was a deep, dark purr, and she shivered. "I want your mouth on my skin. I want to feel your breath against my throat. I want you slide into me."
He gave a rough groan. "F*ck, that’s hot."
She smiled.
Lux pulled her into another hungry kiss, his hand cupping her breast. Then his mouth found the hollow of her throat. He kissed her there, lingering, and she squirmed.
"I said lower."
"Patience."
"I haven’t been patient for thousands of years."
"Then you’re overdue."
He moved his mouth lower, trailing soft kisses along her chest, and her eyes fluttered closed. He teased her, his lips and tongue exploring, tracing her contours, savoring her. She writhed, wanting his mouth where she was most sensitive, and he chuckled.
"Greedy, aren’t you?"
"Shut up and kiss me."
His laughter was warm. "Your wish is my command."
His head dipped between her thighs, and her head fell back.
She cried out, arching.
The bedsheets clenched in her hands, her hips rolling, desperate to take him deeper.
His tongue circled her clit.
Slow.
Teasing.
He drew it out, tasting her, savoring her. His fingers stroked her entrance, but never entered her. His lips teased her, alternating between sucking her and flicking his tongue.
She came apart.
It was a slow, intense wave of pleasure that rippled through her and left her shuddering.
Lux’s tongue flicked her clit again, and she bucked, crying out.
She grabbed his head and yanked him up.
He gave her a smug grin.
Then she kissed him, tasting herself on his lips. "Take me."
"You want me to make you forget everything but my name?"
"Yes, yes, f*ck, please."
He positioned himself between her legs, his tip pressed against her entrance.
"I want you, Lux. I need you inside me. Now."
He entered her, slow and steady.
She moaned.
He was thick, stretching her, filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around his waist, taking him deeper, and he growled.
He began to thrust.
She clung to him, her nails raking his back.
He groaned, the sound rumbling in his chest, and she whimpered.
"Please," she gasped.
"What do you want?"
"More. Faster. Harder. I need it. I need you."
The bed shuddered beneath them, and Lilith’s hair spilled across the pillows like a river of midnight. Her laughter dissolved into breathless sounds as Lux bent over her, his carefully cultivated composure finally abandoned.
The civilized prince had left the building.
Possibly through a window.
Lux barely cared.
His world had narrowed to Lilith’s arms around him, her fingers tangled in his hair, and the delighted challenge in her crimson eyes. He kissed her fiercely, then followed the curve of her jaw with his lips. A playful bite at her shoulder drew a startled gasp, followed by laughter that made him grin against her skin. His cock worked nonstop in and out into her flesh.
The flapping flesh sound was intoxicating.
Lilith caught his face and kissed him again, refusing to let him retreat into thought. He answered with a low, ragged laugh, his breath warm against her cheek. Their foreheads touched for an instant before another kiss stole the distance between them.
The shadows went wild.