Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation-Chapter 382: Reflection (18+)
Chapter 382 โ Reflection (18+) ๐๐๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐ท๐๐ซ๐๐ก.๐๐ธ๐ถ
He slammed deeper, harder, forcing another scream from her lips. His cock throbbed inside her, thick, relentless, grinding against every sensitive place until she was seeing stars.
"Milk me," he ordered softly, voice low and dangerous. "Take all of it. Take every drop I give you."
And her body obeyed.
Her inner walls convulsed around him, clenching, squeezing, dragging him closer to the edge. She could feel him swelling inside her, feel his pulse sync with hers.
Then it cameโhis release, hot and heavy, pouring deep inside her womb.
Naomiโs head snapped back, her voice cracking on a scream as another climax ripped through her, longer, sharper, messier than the last. Her body loved itโwelcomed the thick, sticky warmth, clutching him tighter, milking him greedily as if her insides were desperate to keep him there forever.
She trembled violently, legs wrapped around him like iron, dragging him deeper even as her body convulsed. Her voice broke into half-sobs, half-moans, echoing louder than ever.
And Lux... Lux only smirked.
He didnโt soften. Didnโt slow.
She felt it. His cock still hard inside her, still throbbing, still pushing against her walls like he hadnโt just emptied himself.
Her eyes flew wide.
"N-no... you canโtโahhhโ"
But he could.
He would.
He pulled back just enough to look at her, his lips wet, his eyes glinting with both innocence and wickedness. He brushed her hair from her face with a tenderness that was almost cruel.
"Youโre so beautiful like this," he whispered, almost lovingly.
And thenโhe started moving again.
Naomi sobbed out a moan, her nails clawing his back, desperate, overwhelmed. Her body couldnโt take it. And yet, it did. It always did. It always wanted.
He kissed her forehead, sweet, soft, too gentle for what his hips were doing to her.
"You love it," he whispered against her skin. "I can feel it. Your body loves me. Begs me."
"Lux... p-please..."
"Please what?" His smirk grew, but his tone stayed deceptively innocent. "Stop? Or more?"
She tried to answer, but her moans drowned her words. Her body betrayed her again, squeezing him tighter, begging wordlessly for another release.
He chuckled softly, kissing the corner of her lips as he drove deeper, faster.
"No use fighting it, Naomi. You belong to me. Every part of you."
And as her reflection in the mirror showed her flushed, crying, moaning self, clinging to him like he was the only thing keeping her aliveโshe knew he was right.
Her body didnโt just belong to him.
It lived for him.
And as her voice cracked into another scream, echoing against the soundproof walls, Naomi realized she didnโt want it any other way.
Her chest heaved, her skin slick with both water and sweat, every inch of her trembling from overuse. Sheโd lost count somewhere between the second and third climaxโher body reduced to a raw nerve, every touch of him setting her alight.
And still, Lux wasnโt done.
"A round or two," heโd said earlier.
Naomi almost laughed at the memory if she werenโt too busy choking on her own moans. For Lux Vaelthorn, a round or two was impossible. The manโor rather, the incubusโwas tireless. Built for this. Thrived on this.
She had no idea what round this was. Four? Five? Her brain was too fogged with lust and exhaustion to track it anymore.
But her body knew.
Her body screamed it.
Her body begged for it.
And his cockโdamn himโwas still hard. Still thick. Still filling her so completely she thought sheโd burst apart.
Lux lifted her easily, as if she weighed nothing, and carried her toward the mirror wall. Naomi barely registered it until her back pressed against the glass, cool surface shocking against her heated skin.
"Luxโ" she panted, nails clawing his shoulders.
"Shh." His lips brushed her ear, soft, too soft for the way his hips pinned her against the mirror. "I want you to see."
Her eyes fluttered openโand she gasped.
The mirror didnโt just reflect their bodies. It caught the sheen of sweat, the ripple of muscle, the flushed desperation on her face. Every detail was unavoidable, crystal-clear.
She saw herselfโhair plastered to her cheeks, breasts bouncing with each thrust, lips swollen from his kisses. Her eyes looked wrecked, wet, utterly undone.
And she saw him.
Lux Vaelthorn. Greedโs son. Hellโs CFO. The man who could bankrupt kingdoms with a smile.
Fucking her like she was the only treasure worth hoarding.
And his expressionโ
It was shameless.
That smug, greedy smirk. That glint in his eyes that screamed possession. He looked beautiful. Dangerous. Like every thrust was a claim, every kiss a contract binding her soul to his.
"Look," he whispered, his voice too sweet for what he was doing. "Look at us, Naomi."
Her nails raked the counter, but she couldnโt look away. Not from her flushed reflection. Not from his.
"You see it?" he asked, nipping her throat. "The way you melt for me? The way your body takes me, round after round?"
"Luxโohhhโ" she tried to protest, but her words melted into another moan as he thrust harder, pressing her tighter against the edge.
"You love it," he said. Not a question. A fact. His hand gripped her chin, forcing her to meet her own ruined expression in the mirror. "Say it. Say you canโt stopโeven if I ruin you."
Naomiโs breath hitched. Her pride screamed to resist, but her body betrayed her, clenching around him, milking him greedily. She saw it. Saw herself convulse around his cock. Saw the way her mouth hung open in helpless pleasure.
And he watched too. Smirking. Loving every second.
"Please..." she whispered, not even sure if she was begging him to stop or begging for more.
Lux kissed her cheek, her jaw, her lips, soft as if he were comforting her. "Please what, sweetheart? You keep saying ambiguous things." His tone dripped innocence, that same fake-puppy pleading that made her heart ache. "Stop? Or donโt stop?"
She moaned again, tears pricking her eyes as another orgasm curled tight in her belly.
He chuckled softly against her lips. "No answer? Then Iโll decide."
And he thrust harder.
