Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation-Chapter 578: Greed Doesn’t Chase

Chapter 578 – Greed Doesn’t Chase 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The slow drag across Sira’s inner thigh. The soft tracing along Lullaby’s lower back. The way his fingers slid into Ely’s hair and curled.

Each of them squirmed for him.

But he didn’t rush.

He let them become impatient. Let them lean in, breathe faster, melt harder.

Sira ground against his lap, trying to reignite control, but Lux just leaned into her ear.

"You really thought you were seducing me?"

Sira gasped when he bit her lobe gently.

"You were," she muttered. "But you flipped it..."

"Of course I did." He kissed her neck. "Greed doesn’t chase."

"Then what does it do?"

He nipped just below her jaw.

"It invites surrender."

Lullaby whimpered softly, then panted into his chest. "You feel like a storm. But warm..."

"Hold on tight," Lux whispered, arms locking around all three. "Because I haven’t started yet."

The room buzzed with heat.

Their breathing tangled.

Hands wandered.

Desire climbed.

And somewhere in the Lust Palace, the system quietly pulsed.

[System Notification: Pleasure Index Up 243%]

[Estimated Furniture Durability: 23 minutes]

[Warning: Floor may become slippery]

Lux smiled into Sira’s kiss.

Hell’s most dangerous incubus had finally stopped pretending to be on vacation.

He broke the kiss slowly, letting it linger like a signature at the bottom of a very personal contract. Then, with deliberate calm, he leaned back into the plush velvet cushions of Eros’s overly seductive furniture, his breath even, his smile sinful.

And he started unbuttoning his pants.

One slow flick at a time.

He was already shirtless, thanks to Sira’s earlier enthusiasm, but now he made a show of it. His fingers moved like they were teasing the air itself, drawing invisible runes of invitation with each motion. The sound of fabric parting, the faint brush of metal, the way his hips lifted ever so slightly as he slid them down just enough. It was enough to break what little resistance remained in the room.

The tension turned liquid.

The air smelled like sin and summer.

And Lux looked at them like a man fully aware of his effect.

"Well?" he said, voice low and warm. "You’re just going to sit there and watch me?"

His eyes gleamed. "Touch whatever you like."

Oh yeah.

That was the cue.

Sira moved first, because of course she did.

Daughter of Pride, forged in confidence and fueled by desire. She climbed into his lap like she belonged there, straddling him again, hands dragging over the hard lines of his torso with no shame. She explored the dips and angles like she was memorizing her favorite territory, like she didn’t care that Lullaby was already curled into his side or that Ely was watching like the fire building inside her had finally snapped something.

Sira’s fingers slid over his ribs, down his abs, over the waistband he’d left teasingly low. Her nails scraped lightly.

Lux hissed, his head tipping back for just a second, a rough sound escaping his throat.

She grinned. "There it is," she whispered, her lips brushing his ear.

"You were waiting for that?" he said through clenched teeth.

"Obviously."

Ely’s eyes widened. That sound... Lux’s voice breaking just slightly? It lit something deep in her. Her cheeks burned, but she didn’t look away. She licked her lips and pressed her thighs together, unsure whether to touch him or herself first.

Lullaby?

Lullaby just let out a sleepy sigh, burying her face in Lux’s chest like it was her new pillow.

She murmured something soft, breath warm against his heart. "Mmm... warm..."

One leg draped lazily over his thigh. She didn’t move much, didn’t try to compete with Sira or Ely. She didn’t have to. She was there, clinging with the lazy sweetness only a Sloth demon could pull off, her body molding to his like he was the perfect place to fall asleep after a long day of sinful mischief.

Lux smiled down at her, brushing her hair back. "You okay, bunny?"

She hummed again. "Too many thoughts... not enough naps."

"You picked the wrong lap, then," he said.

She peeked up, eyes sparkling. "Not really. You feel good."

And then Ely moved.

Quietly. Gently.

But boldly.

She slid forward, kneeling in front of him on the couch, her eyes fixed on his face with nervous but determined energy.

Her hands found his hips, fingers grazing his bare skin.

"I don’t know how to do this," she whispered, biting her lip. "But I want to learn... with you."

Lux met her eyes and leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her forehead first. Then her cheek. Then lower, to the spot just under her ear that made her shiver.

"You’re already doing fine," he murmured.

And she melted.

Sira shifted, grinding slowly into his lap, her breath hitching as his hands returned to her waist. "She’s not the only one learning tonight."

"I’m not teaching," Lux said, eyes glinting. "I’m demonstrating."

And then he did.

His hands moved like they knew every inch of their bodies already.

He pulled Sira down for another kiss, this time rougher, deeper, while his other hand slid behind Ely’s head to guide her closer. Lullaby snuggled tighter, one arm now wrapped around his waist, her lips brushing over his sternum like butterfly kisses.

Their bodies tangled with his. Fingers brushed over skin. Breath mingled. Everything smelled like desire, warm musk, and enchanted roses. The couch creaked faintly beneath them, enchanted or not, trying to keep up.

Sira rocked against him, and he didn’t stop her. Didn’t shy away. He met her rhythm with the slow, steady flex of his hips, never losing control, always giving her just enough to keep her chasing.

Ely kissed his chest. Then lower. Her hands trembled, but Lux guided her with his words, his touch, showing her how to move.

Lullaby’s voice drifted like a sleepy moan. "Mmm... you smell good, Lux..."

He chuckled. "That’s just pheromone manipulation."

She blinked. "Can I keep it?"

"Sure. Take a bottle home."

Sira’s mouth crashed into his again. "You’re mine first," she growled.

Lux bit her lower lip. "Then prove it."

And she did.