Chapter 1028: Play Her Body Like an Instrument
Chapter 1028 – Play Her Body Like an Instrument
Naomi frowned slightly.
Lux’s smile turned faintly self-mocking. "If I stay in the numbers too long, I become the numbers. Survival rate. Power gap. Risk. Loss. Debt. Cost." His gaze lowered to her lips. "So I choose something else."
Her voice softened. "Me?"
"You."
The answer came too easily.
Too honestly.
It startled her more than the kiss had.
Naomi’s fingers tightened on his robe. "Lux, that’s—"
He silenced her with another kiss, softer this time, almost reverent. It wasn’t to shut her up. It was to show her, to pour into her the thing he couldn’t say.
The kiss deepened slowly. His tongue traced her lower lip, a patient exploration that made her body arch toward him of its own accord. She tasted chocolate, the remnants of sweetness on his tongue, and beneath it, the distinct, smoky flavor that was uniquely Lux.
His hands were not idle. One slid from her waist to her hip. He mapped the curve of her waist, the dip of her spine, the swell of her hip.
Naomi’s breath hitched as his fingers found the hem of her nightgown. The anticipation was a coiling heat in her belly. She knew where his touch was headed, and yet she couldn’t stop herself from squirming.
Lux broke the kiss just long enough to draw in a ragged breath, his eyes dark with desire.
"Impatient?" he murmured, his lips brushing against hers with each word.
Naomi shivered. "You’re teasing me," she protested, her voice breathless.
Lux smiled, his eyes glittering. "Perhaps I am. But I think you enjoy being teased. At least a little."
Before she could respond, his mouth went on hers again, claiming her in a passionate kiss.
He didn’t give her a chance to protest, didn’t allow her any space for doubt or denial.
With a groan, she parted her lips, allowing him deeper access. She couldn’t help but whimper as he took the invitation, his tongue slipping into her mouth.
"Lux," she breathed, her fingers tangling in his hair. She could feel the silkiness of the strands between her fingers.
Lux didn’t respond, not in words, at least. Instead, he shifted closer, his body pressing against hers.
His hands began to move, sliding over her hips and thighs.
She let out a moan, low and needy.
Lux smiled against her mouth.
He pulled away, his lips tracing a path along her jaw, down her throat.
She arched into him, desperate for his touch.
His mouth trailed lower, over the curve of her collarbone.
Her breathing was coming in short, ragged gasps now, her pulse racing.
But he kept going down. His tongue licked her skin, tracing her curves.
She gasped as his teeth grazed the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder.
"Please," she murmured.
She wasn’t even sure what she was begging for, but Lux seemed to know. He hummed, the sound vibrating against her skin, and his mouth descended further, his tongue licking and tasting the exposed skin between her breasts.
Her hands moved over his shoulders, clutching at the smooth fabric of his robe.
Lux chuckled softly, the sound sending a thrill through her.
She could feel his breath on her skin, the heat of it.
It was intoxicating.
Her head fell back, her eyes closing.
The sensations were overwhelming, but she didn’t want him to stop. "I feel like a snack..." she whispered.
Lux’s hand slid over her breast, teasing the hard peak through the fabric of her gown.
"You are," he murmured, his breath hot on her skin.
And then the incubus woke up. His wings emerged. As well as his horns and his tail. He smirked. "You are my delicious snack. Sweet and hot. Perfect for me."
His tail slid under her gown, touching her leg, moving upwards.
Naomi let out a gasp.
"Do you like it?" he asked, his voice husky.
"Yes," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lux grinned. "Well, there’s a lot more where that came from."
He lifted her nightgown, his hands skimming over her bare skin.
Naomi shuddered, her body responding to his touch.
"So beautiful," he murmured. "And all mine."
His tail caressed her leg, wrapping around her thigh.
Then suddenly, his hands pulled her gown, leaving her only in her underwear.
Naomi was surprised, but the look in his eyes made her shiver.
It was pure desire.
His gaze roamed over her, lingering on her bare skin.
She could see the lust in his eyes.
"Tell me, Naomi... Do you prefer the obedient me or the dominant me? The kind me or the cruel me?"
She hesitated.
Lux’s smile curved into something sinful.
"Both," she said.
His eyes flashed, and she saw a glimpse of the devil.
"I knew you would," he murmured.
The heat in his voice made her shiver.
"Lux, I—"
"Shh," he said. "You don’t need to say anything. Let me take care of you. Just relax and enjoy."
And with that, he leaned down and pulled her bra down, freeing her breasts.
He paused for a moment, his gaze lingering on her exposed flesh. Then he dipped his head, his tongue tracing a slow circle around her nipple.
Naomi’s breath hitched, and her back arched, pushing her closer to him.
Lux smirked and began to suck and tease her breast.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close.
The sensations were almost overwhelming.
Naomi gasped and moaned, her hips rolling.
One of his hand played with her other nipple. And his tail... That elastic incubus tail teased her entrance. It was tasty and brutal.
He was a demon.
He could play her body like an instrument.
And he did.
He was relentless, teasing and tormenting her.
"Lux..."
Her voice was ragged.
His name was a plea and a prayer.
He gave her a wicked grin, and his tail moved faster, plunging into her wetness.
"Ahhh..."
She couldn’t stop herself.
He was driving her mad.
She gripped his hair tighter, her body writhing.
He was relentless, and she was helpless to resist him.
The pleasure built, coiling within her, until she couldn’t take it anymore.