Free Web NovelChapter 901: This is What You Wanted, Right?
Chapter 901 – This is What You Wanted, Right?
Her fox tails, which had been twitching and curling with nervous energy behind her, now fanned out.
One, two, three of them drifted forward. The soft, snowy-white fur of one tail brushed against Lux’s cheek. He turned into it, his lips parting slightly, his breath hitching.
Another tail, the sixth one coiled around one of her own hands, guiding her. Her movements became more confident, more deliberate.
The pheromones still clouded the air, a thick, heady perfume, but now she was the source of its rhythm.
She began to stroke him, a slow, torturous glide from base to tip. Not only with her hand, but also with her tail.
The seventh and eighth tails joined in, stroking his chest, arms, the backs of his thighs, a maddening, full-body caress.
She watched, utterly mesmerized, as pre-cum began to weep from the slit, a clear, viscous fluid that slicked her strokes. It caught the low light of the room, making the head of his cock glisten.
Her thumb swiped over it, smearing the wetness. The scent intensified, sharper, saltier, and the scent alone made her own core clench.
Lux’s hips bucked, a shallow, involuntary thrust. He was losing his composure. The sight was devastatingly beautiful.
"Fiera," he gasped, her name a raw, broken thing on his tongue.
His hands, which had been resting loosely on her hips, tightened, his fingers digging into the soft flesh there, holding on for dear life.
She responded by leaning down, her breasts pressing against the hard planes of his chest as she lowered her head. Her hair fell around them, creating a private, intimate world. She wanted to taste him.
Her tongue darted out, a slow, shy flick against the head. The taste was electrifying. It was the concentrated essence of his scent, salty and clean and intensely male.
A deep, primal thrill shot through her, straight to her womb. She did it again, this time swirling her tongue around the sensitive ridge, lapping up his arousal.
A choked groan tore from Lux’s throat. His wings, magnificent and obsidian-black, flared wide, the tips brushing against the walls. One of them curled around her.
Encouraged, she took him into her mouth, sinking down slowly, inch by incredible inch.
She reveled in the weight of him on her tongue, the way the velvety skin stretched around him. Her fourth tail, the boldest of them all, snaked down between her own legs. She was soaked, the lace of her panties clinging to her wet folds.
"C’mon, give me more. You only have five minutes left." Lux’s voice was a husky challenge, thick with pleasure.
She let out a small, naughty giggle. "Actually, they let me take my time. They want me to let me be the first one to torture you."
"Is that a threat?" he rasped, a lazy, dangerous smile playing on his lips even as he panted. "Because if it is, I accept."
A wicked grin was her only reply. She hollowed her cheeks. Her tongue worked in tandem with her lips and the fifth tail, which was now wrapped snugly around the base of him, stroking in a counter-rhythm to her mouth.
The friction was exquisite. The sounds of her movements, the wet, slick noises, filled the small, intimate space.
Lux’s composure finally shattered. He began to thrust up into her mouth, meeting her rhythm, his movements growing more and more erratic.
His fingers twisted in her hair, the grip tight enough to send delicious sparks of pain-pleasure across her scalp.
"So good... Fiera, your mouth, your tails... all of them..." he babbled.
Slowly, he turned his head to the others and showed how horny he was.
But his gaze? It clearly said, ’This is what you want, right?’
The girls looked absolutely gone.
Not subtle gone.
Not "slightly flustered."
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Naomi had one leg crossed tightly over the other now, wine forgotten completely in her hand while she stared at Lux with narrowed eyes like she was trying to maintain dignity through sheer force of will.
Mira had both hands over her mouth, shoulders shaking with laughter and visible frustration at the same time.
Sira?
Sira looked feral.
Actually feral.
Her crimson eyes locked onto Lux like she wanted to jump across the couch and start a war.
Because the bastard looked devastating.
That was the problem.
Even like this.
Even panting.
Even with his hair messy, lips swollen, wings twitching, cock leaking steadily while Fiera worked him apart piece by piece...
Lux still looked confident.
Not dominant.
That was different.
He looked vulnerable in the most dangerous way possible.
Like a king willingly kneeling.
Like someone so powerful that submission itself became seductive.
And that smug expression wasn’t helping.
It wasn’t helping at all.
His cheeks were faintly flushed now. His breathing uneven. Eyes hazy with pleasure. But then he turned his head slowly toward the others while Fiera’s mouth worked lower around him and...
Yeah.
That look.
That stupid fucking look.
Smug.
Teasing.
Almost lazy.
Like he was saying, ’See? This what you wanted, right?’
Sira physically grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
"You smug incubus bastard."
Lux actually laughed.
Or tried to.
It came out broken halfway through because Fiera’s tails tightened around him at the same time.
His hips jerked sharply upward.
"F-f*ck—"
Oh.
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The room got hotter instantly.
Fiera looked up from between his thighs, lips swollen and wet, hair cascading around her shoulders while her tails moved around him like living temptation.
And Lux looked wrecked beneath her.
Beautifully wrecked.
His wings spread wider against the couch. Chest rising harder now. Fingers tangled in her hair tightly enough that she knew he was losing composure faster than he wanted to admit.
Then he smirked again.
Somehow.
Still.
Cocky even while getting ruined.
The audacity.
His eyes drifted lazily back toward the girls.
Almost taunting.
And somehow that expression alone made all of them hotter.
Because it felt intentional.
Like he wanted them watching.
Wanted them seeing him unravel.
Wanted them burning from it.
Then his gaze returned to Fiera.
Heavy.
Focused.
