Chapter 907 – What About My Seduction?

The incubus lounged there against the couch cushions completely naked, wings spread lazily behind him, one arm still wrapped around Fiera’s waist while she remained half collapsed against his chest trying to recover from approximately everything.

The glowing Greed sigil still shimmered faintly on her shoulder.

His scent still clouded the room.

And Lux?

Lux looked devastatingly satisfied with himself.

"That expression," he murmured lazily into her hair, "is very cute."

Fiera made a muffled noise of suffering directly into his chest.

Naomi immediately pointed at her. "She’s gone."

"She’s spiritually dead," Mira agreed.

Sira crossed her legs slowly while staring at Lux with narrowed eyes. "Right. That was twenty minutes."

Lux blinked once.

Then slowly looked toward her.

Sira smirked.

"We’re keeping rounds for ten minutes now."

Lux stared at her like she’d just announced new tax legislation.

"What?"

Naomi casually sipped her wine. "Why not?"

"Because I’m a person."

"You’re an incubus."

"That’s racist."

"It’s accurate."

Lux actually looked offended for half a second.

Then Naomi smiled calmly.

"Also," she added, "you look nice and obedient tonight."

The room immediately turned dangerous again.

Because yes.

That word.

Obedient.

Lux’s eyes narrowed slightly with amusement.

"Oh?" he murmured. "That what this is now?"

Sira grinned wickedly from the couch. "Maybe..."

Mira suddenly snapped her fingers dramatically. "Oh! Food!" She announced proudly while standing up, "we still haven’t fed you yet."

Fiera slowly lifted her head from Lux’s chest just in time to see Mira march toward the dining table like a predator preparing ritual sacrifice.

Then she came back holding a plate.

Dim sum.

Har gow specifically.

Lux stared at the dumplings.

Then at Mira.

Then back at the dumplings.

"I’m frightened. Did you put poison in there?"

"You should be."

Mira climbed onto the couch slowly.

Dangerously slowly.

And somehow that woman holding dim sum while wearing revealing lingerie felt more threatening than half the demons Fiera had ever seen.

Mira sat down directly beside Lux.

Too close.

Way too close.

Then held one dumpling near his mouth.

"Now," she purred dramatically, "eat and play with me... Lux."

Lux looked thoughtful.

Actually thoughtful.

Like he was seriously evaluating the proposition.

Then he slowly opened his mouth and took a bite of the dumpling while maintaining eye contact with Mira.

"...Mm," he hummed after chewing slowly. "Pretty good."

"You usually make eating look sinful somehow," Naomi muttered. "But today, you look normal."

"That’s a talent."

"It’s a curse."

Lux smiled smugly.

And somehow... Even after everything that just happened with Fiera...

He still looked composed enough to flirt with everyone else effortlessly.

That should’ve annoyed her more than it did.

Instead it mostly made her understand why nobody in this house could resist him.

Lux adapted to attention naturally.

Like breathing.

One moment rough and possessive with her.

The next casually accepting dumplings from Mira while naked on the couch like this was a normal Tuesday evening.

Mira leaned closer.

Far too close.

"You know," she murmured while offering another dumpling, "you really do look obedient tonight."

Lux took another bite slowly.

Then smirked.

"I’m choosing survival."

"That’s not the same thing."

"In this household?" Lux looked around dramatically. "It absolutely is."

Naomi sighed softly. "You know, for Hell’s terrifying CFO, you spend an impressive amount of time getting bullied by women."

Lux looked deeply offended. "I negotiate trillion-soul infernal contracts."

"And yet," Naomi continued calmly, "you’re currently naked eating dim sum while Mira pets your wings."

Silence.

Lux slowly looked behind him.

Mira had indeed started touching one of his wings absentmindedly while feeding him.

The incubus blinked once.

Then slowly turned his head toward her.

Not annoyed.

Worse.

Amused.

That dangerous calm amusement that usually meant Lux was about to remind everyone exactly why he was terrifying even while naked on a couch.

Mira froze slightly the moment those gold eyes settled on her fully.

And yeah.

Fiera understood immediately.

Because Lux’s entire presence shifted without him even moving much.

Still relaxed.

Still lounging.

Still accepting dumplings like some spoiled infernal prince.

But suddenly the room felt heavier again.

Like the air itself remembered he was the son of Greed and Lust.

Lux leaned back lazily into the couch cushions while one wing flexed slowly beneath Mira’s fingers.

"True," he murmured smoothly. "I am enjoying this."

Sira immediately pointed triumphantly. "A confession!"

"But..." Lux continued calmly.

That one word alone shut everyone up.

The incubus tilted his head slightly, dark hair falling into his eyes while his tail moved lazily against the couch.

"I’m allowing you to play with me because I chose to give you control."

Heat crawled instantly through the room.

Fiera’s stomach tightened.

Because there it was.

That confidence again.

Not loud.

Not aggressive.

Certain.

Lux slowly looked at each of them one by one.

"And," he continued softly, "that doesn’t mean I don’t still have control over this."

Mira’s breathing visibly hitched.

Lux noticed immediately.

The bastard probably tracked heartbeats like financial data.

"I can take it back whenever I want."

That sentence should’ve been illegal.

The room went dead silent.

Then Lux casually leaned forward...

And took another dumpling directly from Mira’s fingers with his mouth.

Slowly.

Intentionally.

His lips brushed against her fingertips just enough to make Mira freeze completely.

The fox girl stared at him.

Speechless.

Actually speechless.

Lux chewed calmly.

Smug.

Beautiful.

Dangerous.

And somehow still looked perfectly composed despite the fact his cock rested hard against his thigh glistening under the low lights like visual proof of every sinful thing in this room.

Mira swallowed hard.

"...Yeah," she whispered weakly.

Fiera buried her face into her hands because honestly nobody was surviving this man tonight.

Mira recovered.

Barely.

Then narrowed her eyes at Lux stubbornly.

"Ten minutes," she declared.

Lux lifted one eyebrow.

"Finish the food," Mira continued while holding the plate dramatically, "and then f*ck me."

Lux himself laughed low under his breath.

"What about my seduction?" he asked lazily. "You’re supposed to seduce me."

Mira opened her mouth.

Paused.

Then visibly looked down at him again.

Fair.

Because Lux looked obscene right now.

Relaxed against dark leather cushions. Wings spread behind him. Muscles marked faintly with scratches and lipstick stains. Hair messy. Eyes glowing softly under dim lighting.

And between his thighs...

That cock.

Still hard.

Still flushed.

Still twitching occasionally every time someone touched him or looked too long.

Mira exhaled shakily.

"It should be..." she admitted.

Then she leaned closer slowly.

"But looking at you like this is enough to make me horny."

Lux smiled faintly.

Dangerous mistake.

Because Mira visibly got more flustered immediately after seeing it.

"I mean..." she continued weakly, "that face..."

Lux hummed thoughtfully.

"That control..."

His smile widened slightly.

"That body..."

Her eyes dropped lower.

Toward him.

Toward the thick erection resting against Lux’s thigh.

Her breathing deepened instantly.

"And..." she whispered.

Lux leaned closer slightly.

"Yes?"

Mira swallowed hard.

"That wet cock of yours..."

The room became painfully silent.

Even Lux paused.

And somehow that gave Mira confidence.

She leaned closer until her lips nearly brushed his ear.

"They’re screaming that you’re ready for mating," she whispered huskily.

Lux’s breathing finally hitched properly.

That got him.

Fiera saw it immediately.

Mira smirked triumphantly.

"They’re calling me," she continued softly. "And I want it."

Lux stared at her for one long dangerous second.

Then slowly smiled.

Not playful anymore.

Hungry.