Chapter 72 – Naughty Tentacle (18+)
Her tentacles had become nothing but extensions of her wild desire—coiling, gripping, trembling across his sweat-slicked body. One had somehow wrapped around his thigh, another around his wrist, but it was the one moving low—bold and unashamed—that flickered against the heavy weight beneath his shaft. It suckled softly against him, like it, too, needed to taste every part of him.
She couldn't think.
She couldn't hold back.
Her walls clamped down again, her body convulsing, nerves spiraling as she choked out between breathless sobs:
"L-Lux… I— I need— I need to come—"
Lux's head dipped low, his voice a wicked rasp against her ear, full of heat and authority:
"Then come."
And—she did.
Her body shattered around him, vision flashing white, her back arching sharply as her muscles locked and spasmed, her voice breaking into a series of desperate, keening moans.
"Ahh—! Lux—!"
