Lahat ng Kabanata ng Whispers Of My Incubus Guardian: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

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 SommerisHis fingers tightened slightly around mine, his breathing uneven, and I could see the conflict warring in his eyes.“But listen to me,” I continued, my tone softer now. “Deep down, you already know what your heart wants.”“You just need to let yourself believe in it. If this man truly loves you for who you are—if he proves it to you—then why let a nightmare stop you from being happy?” I added.His lips parted slightly, but no words came. He just stared at me for a long moment, his emotions raw and unguarded.Then, in a voice so fragile it nearly broke my heart, he whispered, “But… what if it happens again?”I met his gaze without hesitation. “If it happens again,” I said, squeezing his hands reassuringly, “then you’ll know what to do. Because you’ve already done it once. You got away from it before—you were brave enough then, and you’ll be brave enough again.”His eyes shimmered with unshed tears. And then, in a sudden rush of emotion, he pulled me into a tight embrac

Luxiana SommerisDamien’s eyes wandered over my body as I lay on the bed, his gaze heavy with unspoken desire. It was as if he couldn’t decide where to start, his hesitation making my skin tingle with anticipation. His presence alone sent waves of warmth through me, and when his hands finally made contact, cupping my mounds with a slow, deliberate touch, a sharp gasp escaped my lips. His hands were so warm—too warm, almost searing against my skin. My body ached for him, his touch, and everything I had missed. I missed him. I missed him so much.Without a word, he reached for the thin straps draped over my shoulders, slipping them down with practiced ease, revealing what he so clearly wanted to see. He wet his lower lip, his tongue running over the smooth curve before his darkened gaze met mine, the intensity in his stare making my breath hitch. Then, his hands moved, caressing me in slow, lazy strokes that sent shivers down my spine.At first, his touch was tender—sensual, almost t

Luxiana Sommeris“Asher, can you turn on the lights?” I asked the moment we stepped inside the apartment. The air felt heavy, the silence almost suffocating, as if the walls themselves held their breath.“Yes, I’ll turn them on,” he responded, his voice steady but laced with an unease I couldn’t quite place. He flipped the switch, and a dim glow flooded the space, revealing a living room that seemed eerily undisturbed.I wandered further in, my eyes scanning the apartment until I noticed something—the door to one of the bedrooms was ajar. A small detail, yet it sent a shiver down my spine.“Asher, can we check the bedroom?” I asked, my curiosity outweighing the fear creeping up my skin.He hesitated, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed, then nodded stiffly. “Yeah. But let me go in first.”I hadn't known Asher for very long, but in our short time together, I had come to realize something—he was the kind of man who carried quiet kindness, the kind of man who knew how to treat a wo

Luxiana SommerisI told him everything that had happened, my voice hesitant, my thoughts scattered. I wasn’t sure if I should mention my abilities—if I could trust him with that part of myself. But the moment the words left my lips, I noticed something. He didn’t look surprised. There was no shock, no confusion, just an unsettling stillness in his expression.“Walkers,” Damien muttered under his breath, the word barely audible before his hand shot up to grip his head. His brows furrowed deeply, his jaw clenched as if in pain. “Fuck,” he hissed, his voice rough, strained. “It's happening again.”Panic tightened my chest. “What's happening?” I asked, my voice edged with worry. But he didn't answer. He only gritted his teeth and continued to massage his temples, his breathing ragged.“Stay away from me for a while.” His voice was hoarse, almost desperate as if he were pleading with me.The unease in his tone made my stomach twist, but instead of stepping back, I did the opposite. I mov