Incubus Lord: Lust Harem System

Looked down at her sleeping form.

Her face was relaxed, peaceful, stripped of the cold, proud mask she wore during the day.

She looked younger like this.

Softer.

Vulnerable.

'Let's see how deep your sleeping goes, Selene.'

He reached out.

His fingers brushed the hem of her sleeping gown.

He pulled the gown up.

The thin silk slid over her skin like melting ice, rising past her knees, her thighs, the curve of her hip.

She stirred slightly, a soft breath escaping her lips, but she didn't wake.

The gown bunched around her waist.

She lay exposed before him, her body bathed in moonlight, her skin pale and flawless as glacial ice.

Her breasts were full and heavy, tipped with nipples that had already tightened in the cool night air.

Damon's breath caught.

'Beautiful.'

He set the gown aside and climbed onto the bed, positioning himself beside her. The mattress dipped slightly under his weight, but she didn't react.

He reached out.

His hand hovered over her chest for a moment, feeling the warmth radiating from her skin, the slow rhythm of her heartbeat.

Then he touched her.

His palm pressed against the underside of her left breast, cupping its weight.

The flesh was soft and warm, yielding to his touch.

He squeezed gently, feeling the firmness beneath the softness.

Selene's breath hitched.

Her lips parted slightly, but her eyes remained closed.

He moved his hand in a slow circle, his palm gliding over the smooth curve of her breast.

The sensation was electric, her skin tingling under his touch as if responding to some deep, primal instinct.

He repeated the motion on her right breast.

Then he brought his thumb up.

He brushed it across her nipple.

The nub was hard, pebbled against his touch.

He circled it slowly, feeling it stiffen further under the attention. Selene's back arched slightly, a soft moan escaping her throat.

"Mmnn..."

The sound sent a jolt of heat through him.

His cock throbbed painfully against his robes.

He leaned down.

His mouth hovered over her nipple, his breath warm against the sensitive flesh.

He could smell her, the faint, clean scent of frost and woman, mixed with something deeper, something raw.

He took her nipple into his mouth.

He sucked gently, his tongue circling the hard nub, tasting her. She tasted like ice and honey, cold and sweet at the same time.

Selene moaned again, louder this time.

Her hand twitched on the bed, her fingers curling into the sheets.

He released her nipple with a soft pop and moved to the other one, giving it the same attention. He licked, sucked, nibbled, until both nipples were wet and glistening, standing erect and proud.

Her breathing had quickened.

Her chest rose and fell faster now, her hips beginning to shift restlessly against the bed.

He pulled back.

Looked down at her.

She was still asleep, but her body was responding, her instincts taking over where her conscious mind had failed.

'Good. She's sensitive.'

He moved lower.

His hand trailed down her stomach, over the smooth plane of her belly, past her navel, until his fingers reached the thatch of platinum-white hair at the apex of her thighs.

She was already wet.

He could feel the moisture through the fine hairs, slick and warm against his fingertips.

He parted her folds.

Her clit was swollen, a small, hard pearl nestled at the top of her slit. He touched it with the tip of his finger.

Selene gasped.

Her hips jerked upward, pressing against his hand.

He smiled.

He circled her clit slowly, applying just enough pressure to stimulate without overwhelming.

Her body responded immediately, her hips beginning to move in rhythm with his touch, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

"Ah... ah... nn..."

He watched her face.

Her brow was furrowed, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed with a faint pink glow.

She was dreaming, lost in a world of sensation that her sleeping mind couldn't control.

He increased the pressure.

He rubbed her clit in firm, steady circles, feeling it swell and harden under his touch.

Her juices began to flow, coating his fingers with a slick, warm lubricant.

He slid one finger inside her.

Selene cried out.

Her walls clenched around his finger, hot and tight, pulling him deeper.

He pushed in to the knuckle, then withdrew, then pushed in again, establishing a slow, steady rhythm.

"Ahhnn... Damon..."

She said his name.

Even in her sleep, she said his name.

His chest tightened.

He added a second finger.

She was tight, so tight, her walls gripping him like a vice.

He stretched her slowly, carefully, working his fingers in and out, curling them to hit that spot deep inside her.

Selene's hips bucked.

Her hands flew up, grabbing at the sheets, her knuckles white.

"Yes... yes... there..."

He kept going.

He leaned down and took her clit into his mouth.

The effect was immediate.

"Ahhnn~!!"

Selene screamed.

Her back arched off the bed, her body convulsing as a powerful orgasm ripped through her.

Her juices gushed over his hand, soaking the sheets beneath her.

He didn't stop.

He kept licking her clit, kept fingering her pussy, drawing out every last tremor of pleasure until she collapsed back onto the bed, panting, trembling, her body glistening with sweat.

He pulled back.

Looked at her.

Her eyes were still closed, but her breathing was ragged, her chest heaving.

A thin sheen of moisture covered her skin, and her lips were parted in a soft, satisfied smile.

He moved up.

Positioned himself over her.

His cock was hard, aching, pressing against her thigh.

He could feel the heat of her pussy, still slick and ready.

He leaned down.

Whispered in her ear.

"Wake up, Selene."

Her eyes fluttered open.

For a moment, she was disoriented, her gaze unfocused, her mind still swimming in the haze of her dream.

Then she saw him.

Her eyes widened.

"Damon...?"

He smiled.

"You were dreaming about me."

Her cheeks flushed crimson.

"I... I was..."

He kissed her.

She melted into it immediately, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer.

Her tongue met his, hungry and desperate, tasting herself on his lips.

He pulled back.

"Now it's time for the real thing."

She looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire.

"Yes."

He positioned himself at her entrance.

And pushed inside.