Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation

Chapter 769 – Don’t Stop Me

Mira exhaled a hot breath.

Ely swallowed.

Sira, still half-marked and recovering, ran her thumb across her lips.

Lullaby sat forward finally, eyes glowing faintly.

"Let him," she murmured. "He needs this."

Lux lifted his head at the sound of her voice.

His eyes were no longer pink around the edges.

They were glowing with Lust completely.

He looked at Naomi.

At Rava.

At all of them.

And he smiled, slow, heavy, hungry.

A royal incubus unrestrained.

A demon who had spent lifetimes suppressing half his bloodline finally letting it bleed through his skin.

His wings twitched again.

His tail swayed, curling with anticipation.

Naomi shivered.

Rava’s tentacles tightened.

And Lux leaned forward, voice dropping into something dark and velvety.

"Don’t stop me."

The room trembled with the force of it.

His aura surged.

Naomi’s lips parted, her body arching instinctively as Lux grabbed her hip and pulled her closer.

His body moved without hesitation.

Without restraint.

The pressure of his hard shaft aligned against her heat, the contact alone stealing her breath. The heat between her folds trembled, slick against the underside of him, her body yielding to his feral urgency.

Lux groaned, a raw, guttural sound tearing from his throat as the overwhelming instinct of Lust surged through him.

The moment he thrust forward, the shock of contact made both of them gasp. His body jolted, muscles tightening, wings flaring out behind him as the violent burst of pleasure ripped through him.

His release hit fast.

Hard.

Uncontrolled.

A deep, broken sound escaped him as he spilled himself against her, heat rising through his spine, his whole body trembling with the sudden, brutal force of climax.

Naomi cried out beneath him, her body shaking from the sheer power of his aura pressing into her.

But Lux didn’t soften.

He didn’t weaken.

His body stayed hard.

Thick.

Throbbing with need.

Lust didn’t calm him, it inflamed him.

Naomi collapsed back against the sheets, panting, trembling, overwhelmed. Her fingers reached for his chest, but they barely steadied him.

He leaned down, his teeth catching her lower lip.

"More..." he whispered, breath shaking with desperate hunger.

"I want more..."

Before Naomi could answer, before anyone could, Lux turned sharply.

His hand shot out, catching Rava by the waist.

She gasped as he pulled her forward, swift and rough, her tentacles instinctively coiling around his arms to brace her. The sudden pull made her lose balance, and Lux guided her down onto the sheets with a force that sent a shiver through her entire body.

But he didn’t kiss her lips.

No.

Lux lowered himself between her thighs, mouth descending without hesitation toward the heat of her folds, not touching explicitly, but close enough that his breath alone made Rava’s entire spine arch.

A sound escaped her, half moan, half gasp, as his nose brushed the sensitive skin just above her entrance. The sensation burned through her nerves, sharp and intoxicating.

Lux inhaled her scent.

Slow.

Deep.

Hungry.

And it did something to him.

His hands rose, cupping her breasts with firm, possessive intensity. The weight of them filled his palms perfectly, warm and soft, trembling under his touch. His thumbs circled across her nipples, drawing another sharp, helpless moan from Rava.

Her tentacles tightened around him again, wrapping his waist, his shoulders, sliding across his ribs, each sucker pressing soft kisses along his skin as if urging him deeper into madness.

Lux groaned against her inner thigh, his wings trembling behind him, his tail curling with frantic energy. Every inch of his body ached, painfully, beautifully, with the kind of need that couldn’t be satisfied by release alone.

Inside his head, the system began screaming.

[WARNING: Heart rate abnormal]

[WARNING: Lust saturation at unsafe threshold]

[WARNING: Feral State Risk 93%]

[WARNING: Overexertion—]

Lux ignored all of it.

"Shut up," he growled under his breath.

He buried his face against Rava’s thigh again, kissing her skin lower, rougher, dragging heat across her flesh with each breath.

Rava’s moan broke into pieces.

Her back arched hard, her tentacles tightening around his hips and shoulders, suckers clinging to his skin as his hands squeezed her breasts with slow, punishing pressure that made her tremble violently.

Behind them, the other women watched in stunned silence.

Not fearful.

But breathless.

Ely’s lips parted, cheeks flushed.

Mira’s tail flicked wildly.

Naomi still trembled from the aftershocks.

Sira watched with pride in her eyes, understanding, finally, what it meant for Lux to stop suppressing himself.

Lullaby stared softly, knowingly.

Lux’s body shuddered again.

His erection throbbed painfully between his thighs, still hard, still demanding, still dripping with desire that wouldn’t fade.

The hunger in him didn’t lessen after the first release, it sharpened.

He whispered against Rava’s skin, voice shaking, desperate, starved.

"I’m not done."

The words dissolved into breath.

And then Lux stopped being a man.

He became instinct.

His body moved with a violence softened only by the heat of desire, a pace no mortal body could have endured. Rava’s back arched, tentacles coiling around him, trying to control him, steady him, but the more she touched him, the wilder he became.

His wings flexed.

His tail lashed.

His aura burned the room pink.

Rava was the second to break, overwhelmed by the weight of him, his hands gripping her hips, his mouth leaving harsh, claiming marks along her breasts and throat, his body demanding more even as she trembled beneath him.

When she collapsed breathless, unable to hold herself upright any longer, Lux simply caught her with one arm and moved on, not coldly, not carelessly, but because the urge inside him was a tidal wave with no shore.

The night shifted.

It stopped feeling like seduction.

It became something ancient.

Pure Lust.

Unbound.

Uncontrolled.

He turned next, not choosing with thought but with instinct, and whoever his hands reached for fell beneath him instantly.

Naomi tried to steady him, but she melted the moment he touched her again, her legs giving out under the sheer pressure of his aura. His body pressed to hers, forcing breathless gasps out of her, his lips marking every inch of her skin he could reach.