Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation-Chapter 577: Can You Seduce An Incubus?

Chapter 577 – Can You Seduce An Incubus?

They thought they could seduce him.

Sira, bold and unbothered, already straddled his lap, hands braced on his chest like she had every right to be there. Her lips parted, pupils dilated, breath warm against his jaw as she whispered his name like it was a challenge. Her thighs pressed into him like velvet fire, her fingers trailing dangerously close to the hem of what remained of his shirt.

Lullaby, slow and sleepy and dangerous in the way a lullaby puts you to sleep before you drown, slid behind him again, curling into his back, lips brushing his shoulder blade with feather-light kisses. Her hands explored with innocent boldness, like someone tasting something sweet for the first time and wanting to memorize the flavor.

Ely, flushed and breathy, held onto his arm like it was her anchor, her gaze shy but starving, and her fingers curling slowly around his wrist. She leaned closer, cheek against his shoulder, lips brushing the edge of his neck as she whispered, "I’ve never wanted someone like this..."

They were in heat. That much was clear. The scent had soaked into their skin, into their breath, into the folds of their dresses, their thoughts, their nerves.

But Lux?

He didn’t break.

He didn’t flinch.

He didn’t retreat like some overwhelmed noble boy or bashful prince dragged into temptation.

He smiled.

And that was worse.

That smile... crooked, slow, laced with danger and understanding and that damn confidence that came from being born of both Greed and Lust, unraveled them.

"Oh?" he murmured, lifting a brow as he met Sira’s gaze head-on. "Is this how you were planning to take me down?"

Sira blinked, thrown for just half a second.

Then Lux leaned back, shifting just enough so Lullaby could climb over his shoulders, his arms open and relaxed, as if inviting all three to touch him. No resistance. No shame. Just control.

"But tell me..." he continued, letting his voice drop a note lower, darker. "What happens when the one you’re trying to seduce wants it more than you do?"

Sira’s mouth parted, stunned.

Lux caught her chin gently and brought her closer, but didn’t kiss her.

Not yet.

Instead, he tilted his head just slightly, letting Lullaby kiss his jaw behind him, while his hand trailed down Ely’s arm in a lazy drag of heat.

"You think you’re the predators," he whispered. "But none of you noticed... you walked straight into me."

Lullaby shivered behind him, arms tightening.

Sira swallowed. Her hips shifted against him, but Lux didn’t move to meet her.

He just watched her.

And Ely?

Her breath hitched as his thumb dragged across her pulse.

"I..." she started, but the words melted.

Lux chuckled, deep and low.

And then he moved.

Not aggressive. Not rough.

He kissed the corner of Ely’s mouth first. Just the corner. Enough to leave her gasping. Her breath caught in her throat like she hadn’t expected it to feel so real. So warm. So deliberate.

But Lux paused.

He didn’t rush her.

His fingers found hers, gentle and firm, threading through her shaky grip. His voice dropped to something quieter. Not teasing. Not seductive. Just... real.

"Ely," he said, eyes searching hers. "Are you sure?"

She blinked at him, wide-eyed.

"If you don’t want this," he said, brushing his thumb along her cheek, "I can stop. I’ll have Eros open a clean exit for you. Or make him give you the antidote to the scent. I mean it. You don’t have to do this just because the air makes it hard to think."

She stared at him.

Then leaned closer, eyes burning not with confusion, but clarity.

"I’m not confused," she whispered. "I want this."

Her voice trembled, but it wasn’t from fear. It was need. Need and something soft and sweet and Ely.

"I want you."

Lux exhaled slowly, thumb brushing her lips. "You’re going to kill me," he murmured, half-smiling.

Then he kissed her.

Not the corner this time.

Full.

Ely whimpered into his mouth, hands gripping his arms like she couldn’t believe this was real.

Then his attention shifted.

He turned slightly, reaching behind him again.

Lullaby was curled against him, her breath warm on his skin, trembling despite herself. Lux pressed his lips to her temple... slow, deliberate, reverent.

And then his hand slid down her spine, tender and unhurried, until she shuddered with a soft moan that made his smile deepen.

"Your turn," he whispered.

Then finally Sira, he gripped her hips, pulled her in close, and then he kissed her.

Properly.

Bold. Deep. The kind of kiss that didn’t just steal breath... it stole pride, logic, the next ten minutes of your life. His tongue met hers with lazy precision, like he wasn’t rushing because he already knew how she’d fall apart.

Sira moaned against his mouth, hands curling into his hair.

Behind him, Lullaby clutched his back tighter, burying her face in his shoulder as she let out a soft, needy whimper.

Ely stared wide-eyed. "You’re... good at this."

Lux pulled back from Sira just enough to turn to her, licking the taste of her off his lips before saying, "I’m a half-incubus. And a CFO. You think I make bad deals in bed?"

That flustered Ely enough to look away, but her hand slipped between his thighs, stroking him through his pants like she wanted to test his confidence.

Lux’s breath caught for a second. Just a second.

Then he smiled again.

"Careful," he said, eyes lowering. "I bite."

Ely’s cheeks burned. "Maybe I want that."

"Oh, you will," he said.

Then he reached behind him and pulled Lullaby into his lap too, settling her between him and the couch, draped like a sleepy, horny scarf.

She blinked slowly. "You smell... too good." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Sloth instincts failing?" he teased.

"I wanna nap and ride you at the same time," she mumbled.

"That’s the most Lullaby sentence I’ve ever heard," Sira muttered.

Lux chuckled. "Then let me handle it."

His hands slid up under their clothes with the confidence of a man who didn’t ask for permission anymore, not because he ignored it, but because he knew he already had it. Every touch he gave was precise, practiced, tailored.