Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation

Chapter 766 – Lust Sin 100%

Lux moved.

Not with the calculated patience of the Greed demon who negotiated infernal trade contracts and balanced the economy of Hell.

No.

This movement came from somewhere deeper.

Older.

His hand tightened around Sira’s wrist and pulled her forward until her body collided with his chest. The contact knocked the breath from her lungs for half a second, and the blindfold over her eyes made the sudden shift more disorienting than it should have been.

The room felt smaller now.

Hotter.

Lux could feel it everywhere, the pheromones saturating the air like thick perfume, the subtle tremor running through his muscles, the slow animal heat spreading beneath his skin.

Sira barely had time to react before Lux’s hand slid up her back and pulled her closer.

Then he kissed her.

Not the teasing brush Naomi had given him earlier.

Not the playful taste Rava had used when she tested his reactions.

This kiss was rough.

Hungry.

His mouth crashed against hers with a force that made Sira inhale sharply through her nose. Her hands instinctively caught his shoulders as the impact pushed her back half a step, but Lux didn’t let her retreat.

His hand moved to the back of her neck.

Holding.

Anchoring.

The kiss deepened immediately.

Lux’s breathing grew heavier as the heat under his skin intensified. His body reacted faster than his mind could analyze, instincts taking over where logic normally ruled.

His other hand slid down Sira’s side.

Slow.

Possessive.

The silk fabric she wore offered almost no resistance to the movement of his palm as it traced along the curve of her waist. He could feel the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric, the subtle tension in her muscles as his touch moved lower.

Sira made a quiet sound against his mouth.

Not protest.

Not surrender.

Something between both.

Behind them the room had gone silent.

Lux broke the kiss suddenly.

Not gently.

His mouth left Sira’s lips and moved downward along her jaw instead, his breath warm against her skin. The blindfold still covered her eyes, which made every sensation sharper.

His lips brushed her neck.

Sira’s back arched slightly.

Lux’s hand moved again.

This time upward.

His fingers slid beneath the thin strap of fabric that crossed her chest before settling against the warm curve of her breast. The contact made her inhale sharply.

Her body betrayed her instantly.

Her pulse jumped beneath his palm.

Lux’s thumb brushed across the soft weight slowly, testing the reaction. Sira’s breath caught again, her hands tightening against his shoulders as the sensation traveled through her nerves.

"Lux..." she murmured.

The name sounded different now.

Less confident.

More breathless.

Lux didn’t answer.

His attention had shifted.

The heat inside him pulsed harder with every second, the incubus bloodline reacting to every sound and movement around him.

His body had already betrayed him long before this moment.

The hard line of his shaft pressed against Sira’s stomach where their bodies touched, heavy and warm beneath the loose bathrobe still hanging from his shoulders.

Sira felt it immediately.

Her breath paused.

Lux noticed.

His lips curved slightly against her neck.

"Problem?" he murmured quietly.

She huffed softly. "You’re enjoying this too much."

"That’s the point."

His hand tightened around her breast slightly.

Not painful.

But enough to make her gasp again.

The sound rolled through the room like a spark hitting dry wood.

The others felt it too.

Lux exhaled slowly through his nose.

The pheromones in the air were thick now, curling through the room like invisible threads.

His free hand moved downward again.

This time slower.

Deliberate.

The fabric at Sira’s waist shifted under his fingers as he traced the line of her hip. He could feel the warmth radiating from her body, the subtle tremor running through her muscles as his hand approached lower.

Her breathing had changed.

Faster now.

Lux paused.

His instincts sharpened.

He could feel the heat of her body through the thin silk, the tension in her stance, the way her hips tilted slightly as his hand moved.

Then his palm brushed lower.

Sira inhaled sharply.

Lux felt the warmth between her thighs even through the thin fabric covering her folds. The reaction sent another pulse of heat through his veins.

His control was slipping.

The incubus bloodline wanted more.

It wanted sensation.

Reaction.

Sound.

His Greed demon blood warned him. Since the Greed demon never likes losing control. But his Lust demon screamed, "How long are you going to ignore me?"

Lux exhaled roughly.

The shift in his breathing didn’t go unnoticed.

Rava tilted her head slightly from the wall. Naomi’s fingers tightened against the sheets.

Mira’s tail flicked once.

Lux’s body moved again.

He pushed Sira backward onto the bed in one smooth motion. The mattress dipped under her weight as she landed against the soft surface, still blindfolded, still trying to catch her breath.

Lux followed immediately.

His knees settled on the mattress on either side of her hips as he leaned over her, the bathrobe sliding further open across his chest.

The line of his shaft brushed against her stomach again.

This time harder.

Sira’s lips parted.

Lux groaned quietly under his breath.

The sound was rough.

Almost surprised.

He had thought activating Lust would feel different from Greed.

He just hadn’t realized how much.

The heat in his body felt wild.

Untamed.

His hand moved again.

Tracing the line of Sira’s body slowly from her breast down across her stomach, feeling every subtle reaction under his palm.

Her folds pressed together as her hips shifted slightly beneath him.

Lux’s head dropped forward for a moment.

The scent of her skin filled his lungs.

Warm.

Alive.

His shaft throbbed heavily between them as his instincts pushed harder.

Sira’s voice came softer now.

"You’re breathing like an animal."

Lux huffed quietly.

"Probably accurate."

His lips brushed her collarbone again.

Then lower.

His hand tightened once more against her side.

The pressure inside him was building fast.

Too fast.