Chapter 392 – Hostile Takeover
Because Mira wasn't talking anymore. She was acting. Her mouth was on his throat, nipping, sucking, dragging her teeth along his skin like she was claiming real estate. Her hands roamed like they had a map and a deadline. This wasn't seduction—it was a hostile takeover.
Lux just let her.
Chuckled under his breath, even as his muscles twitched beneath her grip.
Because yeah, she was unhinged. And he liked it.
Her lips pressed hot and open against the curve of his collarbone, tongue flicking out to taste the salt and sin there. Her nails scraped down his chest—not deep enough to cut, but enough to remind him she could. Her dragon tail flicked lazily against his thigh, almost smug in the way it curled, wrapping once… then squeezing. Testing.
"You're enjoying this way too much," she muttered against his neck.
"I really am," Lux groaned, breath hitching as she bit down again. "I'm so fucking horny right now, you have no idea."
Mira smirked. "Good."
