Luxiana Sommeris“You’re smiling.”I looked up from my desk at the sound of Anton’s voice. He stood there, arms crossed, watching me with a curious expression. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile like that before. Did something happen?” he wondered.Nothing happened here, in this world. But in the dream realm… things were different. Very different.Damien didn’t stop until I begged him to. Where did he get the stamina to keep going? I had read somewhere that men usually needed time to rest before another round.But apparently, that didn’t apply to him. Was it because he was a demon? Did his nature override such limits?I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I couldn’t believe I was thinking about this at work.“Hello? Earth to Xiana!”I flinched as Anton snapped his fingers in front of my face, pulling me from my thoughts. My eyes blinked rapidly, adjusting back to reality.“H-Hey, I didn’t see you there,” I muttered, startled.Anton narrowed his eyes. “You were literally
Luxiana SommerisI told Damien everything that had happened, and he remained silent the entire time, his expression unreadable, his posture rigid as if bracing himself for something he didn’t want to hear.“Please say something,” I finally pleaded, my voice barely above a whisper. We had been sitting in silence, staring at the open space before us for nearly ten minutes, and the weight of his quietness was suffocating.Damien let out a long, heavy sigh. “I don’t even know what to say… I’m still trying to process that someone did that to you.” His voice was strained, laced with something I couldn’t quite decipher—anger, frustration, or perhaps something deeper.“It’s not something you can avoid,” He told me, “And…it’s bound to happen sooner or later because…once this is all over, once I’ve fulfilled my purpose and satisfied your desires, we’re bound to cut ties.”“W-What do you mean?” I stammered, my heart clenching at his sudden intensity. “Damien, we still have so much to do for thi
Luxiana SommerisDamien stripped away every piece of clothing from my body, leaving me completely bare under his heated gaze. I bit my lower lip, unable to tear my eyes away from my reflection in the enormous dressing mirror before me. The sight sent a shiver down my spine—my entire body exposed, every inch of me on display. But what hitched my breath was the man standing behind me, watching me with an intensity that made my skin burn.His piercing blue eyes traveled slowly as if engraving every detail of me into his memory. Then, without hesitation, his hands reached forward.One large palm kneading my breast in a way that sent waves of pleasure through me. I sucked in a sharp breath, my back arching slightly at his touch.“Fuck,” Damien muttered, his voice rough with desire. “Your body alone is enough to drive me insane. This is madness.” His words were laced with raw hunger, and before I could respond, he began shedding his clothes.I barely had time to react before he took hold
Luxiana Sommeris“Did you enjoy everything that happened earlier?” Damien's deep voice broke the silence, his breath still uneven as he lay beside me.We were both catching our breaths, our bodies exhausted from the countless times we had given in to each other’s desires. My limbs felt weak, and sore from the intensity of our passion. He knew it, too. That was why he finally stopped—despite the evidence of his lingering arousal standing tall, aching to be touched.“I loved every second of it,” I admitted honestly, my voice soft but sure. “I never expected that being chained would make things even more exciting… more pleasurable.”From the corner of my eye, I saw him shift, turning to face me. I mirrored his movement, meeting the dazzling blue of his eyes. There was something different about them—something unreadable.“I don’t know how to comfort someone,” Damien suddenly confessed, his voice quieter this time. “All I know is how to satisfy your desires and fulfill my duty as your pro
Luxiana SommerisI was on my way to work, my thoughts tangled in the previous day's events. It had only been twenty-four hours since Anton kissed me in front of everyone at the library, yet the memory still burned in my mind.Since then, he has sent me several messages, but I haven’t read them. I wasn’t ready to deal with whatever he had to say. Margaret, on the other hand, had already found out what happened. She had been worried about me, constantly asking if I was okay. And while I appreciated her concern, I couldn’t help but wish she had said something else—something different. Maybe something that didn’t remind me of what had happened.Still, she didn’t push for details, and for that, I was grateful.As I approached the city library, I stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath in and then slowly exhaling. My heart was hammering against my chest, the anxiety tightening its grip on me. What was I supposed to do if I saw him? What would I even say?The truth was, I wasn’t ready t
Luxiana SommerisThe library was quiet, save for the occasional rustle of pages turning. I sat at my desk in the dimly lit corner of the grand old library, the soft golden light of my lamp casting shadows that flickered across the shelves. Towers of books surrounded me—ancient texts, forgotten manuscripts, and half-finished catalog cards. The faint smell of parchment and ink filled the air, grounding me as I reached for another fragile volume, its spine cracked from time and wear.I have always loved this place. The silence, the order, the sense that here, nothing could touch me. It was a haven, a place to hide from the chaos of the outside world. A place where my mind could wander freely between the pages of stories that weren’t my own. But lately, even the comforting isolation of the library couldn't keep away the strange, unsettling dreams.I have always had sleep paralysis, but I lost it after I immersed myself through working. I was always paranoid that I would see something o
Luxiana Sommeris“Don’t you dare touch me, or I’m calling the cops!” I shouted, my voice trembling even though I tried to mask my fear with anger. My back was pressed against the desk, the hard surface digging into my skin as I braced myself.I was trying to look tough, but inside, I was terrified. Something was unsettling about him, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.“I doubt you can call the cops here.” His voice was so steady, so casual, that it sent a chill down my spine.His face remained expressionless, cold until he gently tilted my chin upward with a soft and possessive touch.The moment his hand touched me, it was like my body froze. I couldn’t move. My lips, which had been quivering in fear, now wouldn’t respond. What had he done to me? Why couldn’t I speak? Panic surged through me, but it was trapped inside, unable to find its way out.“You’re perfect,” he murmured, his deep blue eyes gleaming with something I couldn’t quite place. “Everything about your
Luxiana Sommeris“It won’t work. Humans will always sleep—you’ll eventually pass out.” The voice was familiar, jolting me out of bed with a start. My heart raced, and my eyes darted to the door. Damien stood there with his expression dark and serious.Panic immediately set in. I was certain I had done everything to stay awake. I’d downed coffee like it was my lifeline—how could I have fallen asleep? The confusion swirled in my mind. How did he know I was fighting so hard to keep my eyes open?I followed his gaze and froze. He was staring at the two empty mugs on my bedside table. My pulse quickened. Crap! I must’ve passed out a while ago!“Y-you... stay back!” I screamed, my voice trembling. He didn’t respond, didn’t flinch. Without breaking eye contact, he moved closer. Each step felt like a magnet pulling me in, though every instinct in my body screamed to run.Before I could react, Damien’s strong arms encircled my waist. My muscles locked up as if his touch had paralyzed my entir
Luxiana SommerisI was on my way to work, my thoughts tangled in the previous day's events. It had only been twenty-four hours since Anton kissed me in front of everyone at the library, yet the memory still burned in my mind.Since then, he has sent me several messages, but I haven’t read them. I wasn’t ready to deal with whatever he had to say. Margaret, on the other hand, had already found out what happened. She had been worried about me, constantly asking if I was okay. And while I appreciated her concern, I couldn’t help but wish she had said something else—something different. Maybe something that didn’t remind me of what had happened.Still, she didn’t push for details, and for that, I was grateful.As I approached the city library, I stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath in and then slowly exhaling. My heart was hammering against my chest, the anxiety tightening its grip on me. What was I supposed to do if I saw him? What would I even say?The truth was, I wasn’t ready t
Luxiana Sommeris“Did you enjoy everything that happened earlier?” Damien's deep voice broke the silence, his breath still uneven as he lay beside me.We were both catching our breaths, our bodies exhausted from the countless times we had given in to each other’s desires. My limbs felt weak, and sore from the intensity of our passion. He knew it, too. That was why he finally stopped—despite the evidence of his lingering arousal standing tall, aching to be touched.“I loved every second of it,” I admitted honestly, my voice soft but sure. “I never expected that being chained would make things even more exciting… more pleasurable.”From the corner of my eye, I saw him shift, turning to face me. I mirrored his movement, meeting the dazzling blue of his eyes. There was something different about them—something unreadable.“I don’t know how to comfort someone,” Damien suddenly confessed, his voice quieter this time. “All I know is how to satisfy your desires and fulfill my duty as your pro
Luxiana SommerisDamien stripped away every piece of clothing from my body, leaving me completely bare under his heated gaze. I bit my lower lip, unable to tear my eyes away from my reflection in the enormous dressing mirror before me. The sight sent a shiver down my spine—my entire body exposed, every inch of me on display. But what hitched my breath was the man standing behind me, watching me with an intensity that made my skin burn.His piercing blue eyes traveled slowly as if engraving every detail of me into his memory. Then, without hesitation, his hands reached forward.One large palm kneading my breast in a way that sent waves of pleasure through me. I sucked in a sharp breath, my back arching slightly at his touch.“Fuck,” Damien muttered, his voice rough with desire. “Your body alone is enough to drive me insane. This is madness.” His words were laced with raw hunger, and before I could respond, he began shedding his clothes.I barely had time to react before he took hold
Luxiana SommerisI told Damien everything that had happened, and he remained silent the entire time, his expression unreadable, his posture rigid as if bracing himself for something he didn’t want to hear.“Please say something,” I finally pleaded, my voice barely above a whisper. We had been sitting in silence, staring at the open space before us for nearly ten minutes, and the weight of his quietness was suffocating.Damien let out a long, heavy sigh. “I don’t even know what to say… I’m still trying to process that someone did that to you.” His voice was strained, laced with something I couldn’t quite decipher—anger, frustration, or perhaps something deeper.“It’s not something you can avoid,” He told me, “And…it’s bound to happen sooner or later because…once this is all over, once I’ve fulfilled my purpose and satisfied your desires, we’re bound to cut ties.”“W-What do you mean?” I stammered, my heart clenching at his sudden intensity. “Damien, we still have so much to do for thi
Luxiana Sommeris“You’re smiling.”I looked up from my desk at the sound of Anton’s voice. He stood there, arms crossed, watching me with a curious expression. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile like that before. Did something happen?” he wondered.Nothing happened here, in this world. But in the dream realm… things were different. Very different.Damien didn’t stop until I begged him to. Where did he get the stamina to keep going? I had read somewhere that men usually needed time to rest before another round.But apparently, that didn’t apply to him. Was it because he was a demon? Did his nature override such limits?I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I couldn’t believe I was thinking about this at work.“Hello? Earth to Xiana!”I flinched as Anton snapped his fingers in front of my face, pulling me from my thoughts. My eyes blinked rapidly, adjusting back to reality.“H-Hey, I didn’t see you there,” I muttered, startled.Anton narrowed his eyes. “You were literally
Luxiana SommerisWhat he said filled me with a sense of hope. Till death do us part… Did that mean we would truly be together in this realm for such a long time? The thought lingered in my mind, making my chest tighten with emotions I couldn’t quite name. Yet, confusion gnawed at me, slowly unraveling the fragile peace I had just begun to grasp. I wanted to ask him countless questions, to understand everything he had told me, but exhaustion weighed on me. Instead of speaking, I allowed myself to sink into the silence, my thoughts tangled with the weight of his words.The air between us was thick—both heavy and comforting. The quiet stretched on, neither of us needing to fill it with unnecessary words. I exhaled deeply, feeling the ache in my heart intensify.“Thank you for telling me so much about yourself,” I murmured, a small, grateful smile gracing my lips as I turned to face him completely.I reached out gently, my fingers cupping his cheeks. The warmth of his skin beneath my to
Luxiana Sommeris“Lilith is acting strange?” I asked, sipping on the pineapple juice Damien had made just for me. He told me it was good to have before sex, though I wasn’t sure if that was actually true or just an excuse to get me to drink it.When I got home, I didn’t waste any time. I went straight to the bathroom to take a quick shower, eager to see him as soon as possible. By the time I slept and woke up in the dream realm, he was already in the kitchen, preparing food for me. The sight of him cooking made my heart feel lighter.“Yes,” Damien confirmed as he sat beside me. “She came back, but something was… off. She wasn’t acting like herself. Even when I spoke to her, it was like she wasn’t really there.”I frowned, setting my glass down. “What do you mean by ‘off’? What exactly was she doing?”Damien let out a sigh and ran a hand through his hair, looking troubled. “She kept acting like she wanted someone to sleep with her—constantly.”“But the thing is, our queen doesn’t do
Luxiana SommerisFrom the moment Damien and I had sex, I found myself wanting to enter the dream realm earlier and earlier. There was something about the pleasure we shared that became addictive. It wasn’t just me—Damien seemed to feel the same pull as if our connection was irresistible for both of us.Every time I entered the dream realm early, he was already there waiting for me, his presence like a magnet pulling me in. Words weren’t necessary between us. The moment our eyes met, we closed the distance, and our lips found each other in an electrifying kiss. It escalated quickly—hands exploring, clothes discarded, and bare skin pressed together.“Damien…” I gasped his name as he laid me on the bed, his body above mine, moving with purpose and power. I loved this position—the way his weight pinned me down, the control he had as he moved rhythmically against me.“What is this position called?” I had asked him once, my curiosity breaking through the haze of desire.“It’s called miss
Luxiana Sommeris"Okay, so what happened in the faction?" I asked curiously as we settled on my bed. Sitting cross-legged, we faced each other, the air between us thick with unspoken tension.Damien ran a hand through his hair, his expression serious. “Well, most of the succubi and incubi are being punished.”“They’re not meeting their quotas, and it’s becoming a big issue. Apparently, some of their victims are dying, while others are too scared to do anything. Fear has paralyzed them.” he added.I nodded slowly, processing his words. “I see. Did Lilith say anything about this?” My curiosity piqued, but his response was a simple shake of his head.“No,” Damien said, his voice grim. “Even Lilith is missing. Her underlings are dishing out punishment to those demons who haven’t fulfilled their quotas.”I let out a deep sigh, my shoulders sagging under the weight of it all. “There’s a problem in the waking world too.”“A lot of people are dying in their sleep, and there’s no medical expla