Chapter 11
Lily
I felt so full I could hardly breathe, stretched until it almost hurt, and it was the best thing I’d ever experienced. There were so many sensations. Not just inside me but everywhere, from the kisses he trailed down my jawline to the smoky demon limbs holding me in place.
There was so much. And yet it was just perfect.
I just wasn’t sure I could handle it when Julian actually started to fuck me. But I was more than willing to try. I wanted him more than anything I’d ever wanted.
Reaching up, I grazed my teeth against the side of his jaw, not even bothering to do it lightly. I couldn’t hurt him unless I used my magic. “Fuck me, Julian. Fuck me hard.”
A snarl was the only response I got before he pulled out and thrust back into me. The sound that came from my throat was desperate and needy, and I barely recognized it as my own.
Julian set a brutal rhythm, thrusting into me while the rest of his limbs moved me up and down his body.
As the pressure built, a smoky limb snaked between us, pressing against my clit.
I screamed when it started to vibrate. It wasn’t a soft vibration but a deep thrumming one as it latched onto my sensitive little bud.
Ecstasy raced through me like electricity, tingling down to every finger and toe. I gasped for air, my mouth frozen in a silent scream. Then one of the smoky limbs was there at my lips, shaped like a tentacle. It thrust into my mouth, already wet and slippery, as my eyes went wide.
I gagged as it slid down my throat, and Julian chuckled, the sound low and evil.
“What a good girl you are, Vixen.”
I couldn’t reply as it fucked my throat, moving in conjunction with his cock so that for a moment, I had a mental image of me speared right through. The wet sounds coming from either end betrayed how much it turned me on.
“Such a good little fuck doll. I should dress you up all pretty every night and then fuck you silly. Would you like that?”
Goddess! Driven to the very edge by his filthy words, my climax hit me hard. My muscles clamped down on his thick monster cock, making him groan.
Then he was pulling out of my mouth, and I was gasping and sobbing, plastered against him.
Julian continued to pound into me, and I felt myself climbing again.
“Again, Lily. I need you to be a good girl and come for me again.”
I clung to him, mindless with pleasure, as he wrung another orgasm out of me. Limp and completely spent, he used me like a doll, thrusting hard into me until, with a roar, he was emptying into me.
I was barely aware of him laying me gently down on the bed.
Julian’s arms were warm around me, his chest rising and falling beneath my cheek.
I wondered at the fact that he’d emulated breathing, but not a heartbeat.
The sheets were tangled around our legs, the room still humming with the magic we’d made together.
I should feel tired after all that exertion, but instead I felt energized and alive.
We lay there in silence for a while, tangled together, his fingers tracing idle patterns along my spine. I curled into him, letting my leg hook over his, my body fitting against his perfectly.
Usually, cuddling was difficult because limbs got in the way, but that wasn’t the case with Julian.
He just changed the shape and placement of his limbs to fit my body.
You know that bottom arm that never knows where to go?
Not a problem anymore! He just made space for it.
And the biceps my head was pillowed on was exceptionally soft and supportive.
“Thank you,” he murmured so softly I wondered if I’d imagined it.
“For what? Good sex? Because I think you did most of the work.”
“That too. But mostly for sticking by me. For trusting me even after you saw the cops at my door.”
I didn’t say anything right away. Just curled closer. “I know you had nothing to do with it. I don’t know exactly how I know, but call it intuition.”
“I need you to understand something,” he said, after a beat.
“Delerium isn’t just a business. Yes, it’s a source of income.
But that wasn’t why I opened it. I did it for other incubi like me.
So they’d never starve again. Never have to wonder if their next conquest would end up being a power-hungry wizard eager to entrap them for the next century. ”
I blinked, lifting my head to look at him. “That’s what happened to Prax, wasn’t it? I asked Penny once, but she didn’t go into detail.”
“Something like that.”
“You said starve,” I said. “I know incubi need sexual energy to survive, but I don’t really understand how it works.”
His arms tightened around me. “If our well of energy runs dry, we lose the ability to stay solid. We slip into soul form. And once that happens, it’s almost impossible to rebuild the reserve.
We don’t die, not exactly. But we might as well be since we can’t interact with anything and no one can see us. ”
“I didn’t know.” I swallowed hard. The thought of Julian or Prax fading forever into almost nothing, unable to interact with anyone, was chilling. “So the club is more than just pleasure. It’s survival.”
“It’s sanctuary. It was opened in memory of an old friend.
His name was Justin, and he was like a brother to me.
” He looked out into the room like he expected this friend to be there watching him, invisible to the world.
“It’s rumored that even after an incubus fades away, they could still come back if they absorb enough sexual energy just from their surroundings.
I’m not sure if he’s here, and I know it’s silly to believe it.
But if he is, I hope this place is enough to bring him back one day. ”
My heart wrenched for the incubus in my arms. There was so much more to Julian than I’d given him credit for.
“I hope so too.”
And as I cuddled into him, I knew I’d never look at that strobe-lit dance floor the same way again.