Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation-Chapter 689: Tranquility

Chapter 689 – Tranquility

"Mine," he growled into her throat. "Both of you. Mine."

Lullaby gasped as Lux’s tail whipped around her waist, yanking her forward. She barely managed to steady herself before he caught her by the thighs and dragged her onto his lap, his cock throbbing against her slick folds.

"Lux— ah!" she cried as he bit her collarbone, hard, leaving a blooming bruise of purple-red.

He didn’t stop.

Didn’t ask.

Didn’t wait.

His hands were everywhere, clutching, grabbing, spreading their thighs apart like they were nothing but offerings to his hunger. He kissed with no patience, tongues clashing, lips devouring. His cock slapped between their bodies, slick with their spit, their juices, his precum, the entire room soaked in sex and heat and domination.

He leaned forward, eyes blazing, and roared. A full incubus roar.

Sira screamed as she came from the sound alone, back arching off the bed, nails dragging down his back in long, bloody streaks.

"FUCK— Lux!"

He turned, catching Lullaby by the waist and shoving her down against the pillows, his hand wrapped around her throat just tight enough to make her gasp and writhe. Not choking. No. Just reminding her who was in control.

"You tease me like that," he snarled, grinding his cock between her tits again, hard and fast, "you don’t get mercy."

"I don’t want mercy," she whispered, dazed. "I want you."

Her legs wrapped around his hips, trying to pull him in.

"Beg," he growled, his voice thick with power and lust. "You too, Sira. I want to hear it."

Sira was already a mess, smeared with sweat, slick dripping down her thighs, mouth parted in a dazed moan. "Please, Lux— f*ck us— break us— I can’t—"

He didn’t hesitate.

He grabbed both of them by the hair, kissed one, then the other, then let out a groan as his cock twitched.

[System Notice: Pheromone Overload—Max Threshold Reached]

[Stamina Overflow: Active]

His mind, usually filled with numbers, market trends, risk mitigation, cost-benefit ratios, was gone. Obliterated.

Now?

Now it was only breasts.

Moans.

The taste of sweat and submission.

The feel of thighs trembling under his hands.

Pussy so hot and wet it made him curse in tongues he hadn’t spoken since the Hell wars.

He slammed forward, not inside, but against their soaked cores, rutting like a beast in heat, his length sliding between their folds, making them scream as pleasure shot up their spines.

"I’m not done," he snarled, sweat dripping down his neck. "Not until you’re crying from too many orgasms."

And then...

Lullaby’s back arched. Her legs kicked. Her mouth dropped open in a silent scream before sound finally tore out of her.

"LUX!"

She came. Hard. Violent. Her thighs shook as her pussy clenched and throbbed, her entire body convulsing with it.

Sira followed a heartbeat later, sobbing against his chest as he kissed her rough, biting her lip until she moaned into his mouth.

He felt it. Their magic pulsed against his aura, soaking into his skin, feeding his hunger. He wasn’t just fucking them.

He was devouring them.

Taking their lust.

Their moans.

Their trembles.

Their souls.

Lullaby gasped, dazed, lips still glossy with her own slick. "You—"

"Mine," Lux repeated, his voice low, cracked from growling. "Say it." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Yours," she whispered.

"Yours," Sira echoed, breathless.

And he came.

Hard.

He threw his head back and roared, wings stretching wide as spurt after spurt of hot cum coated their bellies, their breasts, their mouths.

[System Update: Release Detected. Mind-State: Saturated]

[Incubus Core Fully Engaged]

Lux collapsed forward, panting, skin trembling from the overload.

His mind?

No ledgers.

No strategies.

No enemy plans.

Just heat.

Wetness.

Their breathless moans still echoing in his ears.

Their bodies twitching beside him.

Sira curled up against his chest, still panting.

Lullaby rolled onto his stomach, kissing the nape of his neck.

They didn’t speak. Not yet.

No one needed to.

Lux was still hard. Still breathing like a beast. Still in Feral State.

But now?

He wasn’t just responding.

He was commanding.

"Get on all fours," he growled, voice soaked with power.

Sira obeyed instantly, shivering as she turned and braced herself, ass high in the air, dripping. Lullaby trembled as he yanked her by the wrist, forcing her down beside Sira, cheek against the sheets, legs spread wide.

They didn’t whimper.

They welcomed it.

He moved like a shadowstorm, a beast cloaked in muscle, fire, and s*x. His cock glistened, still hard, still leaking, and without warning, he gripped Lullaby’s hips and began thrusting between her thighs again. Not inside. Not yet. Just to tease. To dominate.

Sira gasped as his tail snapped across her ass. She moaned, eyes rolling back. "Harder— f*ck, Lux—yes—"

He grabbed her by the waist next and began grinding rough, hot friction against her pussy lips, his cock slapping wet and heavy as he pumped faster. The room spun in heat and sin. The bed shook with every movement.

Moans turned to cries. Cries into screams.

And Lux didn’t stop.

He took them both, ruthlessly, switching between bodies like a king reaping tribute, until neither girl could keep their hips up. Their legs gave out, trembling, bodies collapsing into the sheets, soaked and twitching.

[System Alert: Feral State... Fading]

[Stamina Overflow... Nearing Limit]

And finally... finally...

His growl softened.

His movements slowed.

His hands, once claw-tight, eased.

Lux exhaled, long, slow, like a storm emptying itself of lightning.

He dropped between them. Not from weakness. Not from exhaustion.

But from something rarer.

Peace.

The bed was a battlefield. The sheets ruined. The scent? Pure lust.

And Lux?

He lay sprawled among his lovers, cock still semi-hard, chest rising steady. His eyes no longer glowed. His wings folded against his back. His aura dimmed to a warm, flickering haze.

His mind wasn’t filled with numbers.

Not contracts.

Not plots.

Just... tranquility.

Lullaby curled beside him, kissing his neck, purring.

Sira curled against his chest, clinging like a satisfied predator.

Lux smirked lazily, breath deep, heart steady.

"I needed that," he murmured.

And no one disagreed.