Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation-Chapter 393: Dragon Who Wants to Hoard Me
Chapter 393 – Dragon Who Wants to Hoard Me
"No," Mira whispered, licking his collarbone. "You’ll come when I say you can."
And his groan could’ve shattered glass.
She pressed her lips to his ear.
"You’ll come like a good boy. When I say so. Not before. Got it?"
Lux laughed.
Not the playful kind. Not the soft, amused huff he gave when Sira teased him or when Naomi rolled her eyes at his ego.
No.
This laugh was lower. Darker.
It curled through the air like smoke. Like hunger slipping past his lips in silk-wrapped venom.
Then his voice dropped.
"That..." he murmured, eyes half-lidded, smile curling sharp and dangerous, "that’s the part I can’t agree with."
And Mira froze. Just for a second.
Not in fear—never that.
But in awareness.
Because she felt it.
The shift.
That wasn’t the Lux who let her play audit-the-incubus.
This was the demon now.
The son of Greed and Lust. The one who could make kings bankrupt with a smile and queens beg with a single word.
His hand slid back to her hips, slow and firm. This time, he didn’t let her swat him away.
"Mira," he said, voice laced in heat and power. "I let you play because it turns me on watching you try to control me."
His tail tightened around her waist, pulling her down so their bodies touched again, heat to heat, skin to skin, no more teasing distance.
"But let me make one thing clear," he whispered, mouth brushing her throat now, voice vibrating through her skin. "You can command me all you want."
He bit her neck. Just hard enough to bruise.
"But I’ll come..." he growled, lips dragging against her jaw, "when I decide to drown you in it."
Her breath caught. Her thighs clenched.
He chuckled again—low and pleased. "Still wanna keep playing dragon games, Miss Hoarder?"
She smirked, breathless, flushed, and turned on beyond logic.
She leaned down, lips brushing his. "Then make me regret trying to leash an incubus, Lux."
And oh, that look in his eyes?
That was war.
Wrapped in silk.
And scented with lust.
His smirk curved, dangerous and deliberate. "Challenge accepted."
Before Mira could blink, the room tilted. Lux shifted their bodies like it cost him nothing, strength coiling smooth and terrifying. One second she was straddling him, smug in her dominance, the next her back pressed against the silken mattress, his weight pinning her, wings stretching wide like a shadowed canopy over them both. His tail wound around her ankle, sliding slowly up her leg in a sinuous caress that made her breath catch.
Her pride flared, but her body betrayed her—heat pooling, scales prickling faintly along her spine. Dragons didn’t submit. Not to anyone. But this wasn’t submission. This was... competition.
Lux leaned down, his mouth grazing her ear. "You really thought you could win?" His voice dripped sin, smooth and velvety with that edge of dark laughter. "You can’t beat an incubus in his own games."
Mira’s lips parted. She wanted to argue, to snap back, but his hand slid down her side, fingers spreading over her hip, firm and deliberate, and the words melted into a sharp inhale.
"Hold it in," he whispered, his grin audible. "Don’t moan yet. Not until I say."
Her nails dug into the sheets. He was infuriating. And she liked it. Too much.
Lux trailed kisses down her neck, slow and hot, each one heavier than the last, until his tongue flicked against her collarbone and she nearly gasped. He chuckled, lips curling against her skin. "Already?"
"Shut up," she hissed, though her voice trembled.
His tail slid higher, brushing against the inside of her thigh now, silk-smooth and deliberate. Every flick of it stole another shiver from her body. He knew. He knew!
"Dragons hoard gold," he murmured, teeth scraping gently over her shoulder. "But I think I just found a dragon who wants to hoard me." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
Her breath hitched. Her pride screamed at her not to give him that satisfaction. But her body arched when his hands moved higher, sliding beneath the silk of her robe.
Lux’s fingers were patient, peeling her clothing away like unwrapping something priceless. Not ripping. Not rushing. Revealing.
"Careful," Mira whispered, though her voice broke into a half-moan.
"I am careful," Lux said, peeling her clothes her shoulders, exposing skin like pale flame, scales glittering faintly where they patterned across her ribs and hips. His eyes devoured her. Not with desperation—but reverence. Like she really was treasure. "Dragons hate thieves. I’m not stealing. I’m inspecting."
She let out a breathy laugh. "Inspecting, huh?"
He kissed the top of her breast, slow, deliberate. "Yes. Very thorough."
Her back arched when his mouth moved lower, trailing along the edge of her curve. Her hands flew to his horns instinctively, gripping, steadying, claiming him as much as he claimed her.
"You’re—" she cut herself off, biting her lip as his tongue teased the swell of her chest.
"I’m what?" he asked, glancing up, eyes glowing wickedly.
"You’re... insufferable."
"Correct," he whispered against her skin.
His tail tightened around her waist, tugging her hips upward so their bodies aligned perfectly, his hardness pressing against her heat through the last thin barrier of cloth. Her gasp this time slipped free, unrestrained.
Lux’s grin widened. "There. That’s better. Don’t hold it in. I want to hear you."
"Cocky bastard."
He chuckled darkly in response.
Then his mouth was on her breast, hot and unyielding, and she did moan this time. A real one, sharp and needy, breaking free despite herself. Her fingers scratched at his shoulders, not enough to wound, but enough to mark. Enough to say mine.
And Lux groaned in return, low and honest. "Fuck, Mira. You’re addictive."
She wanted to laugh, to gloat, but her throat caught when his tail slid higher, teasing her through thin silk, slow circles that made her legs shake.
"You’re holding back," she whispered, breathless.
He kissed up her throat, his smirk pressing against her pulse. "Am I?"
"Yes," she gasped as his hand slid down, gripping her thigh, spreading her open. "You’re letting me win—"
