Chapter 856 – Still Hard
He was torturing her, drawing out the anticipation until it was a physical pain.
She looked at him, at the hard, beautiful lines of his face, at the fire burning in his eyes. She saw the struggle there, the iron control he exerted.
"Please," she whispered, the word a surrender. A plea. She, Yue Xianlong, an ancient dragon, was begging.
A slow, triumphant smile touched Lux's lips. He had won this battle of wills. He had broken through her centuries of pride and restraint.
He pushed into her.
Just an inch.
The stretch was exquisite, a burning, stinging pleasure that made her gasp. Her inner muscles clenched around him, trying to draw him in deeper, to take all of him.
He groaned, the sound a mix of pleasure and strain. "You're so tight," he breathed, his forehead pressing against hers. "So f*cking perfect."
