Chapter 391 – I Let You Think You're Winning
He obliged.
They stumbled back toward the bed—her silk robe undone, his shirt vanished into ether. His tail curled around her thigh, possessive. Her own tail wrapped around his wrist, challenging.
"You're dangerous," she whispered again, breathless.
"And you're delicious," he answered.
Mira growled—growled—and pushed him down onto her bed. Her hand pressed against his chest, breath heavy. "So what now?"
Lux grinned up at her. "Now? You try to conquer me. And I let you think you're winning."
She laughed. "You're really into roleplay, huh?"
"I'm into you," he said. "Specifically, the part where you pretend you're not already obsessed."
"Pfft—please."
"Come on, Mira. You moved in with me."
"Coincidence."
"You show up half-dressed and drink dragon oolong in a throne-shaped chair."
"Style."
"You kissed me like you wanted to steal my credit score."
"Also style."
