Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation

Chapter 395 – Dominate The Dragon (18+)

His hand gripped her thigh and pulled it higher around his waist, wings flaring slightly, shadowing the both of them in a cocoon of heat.

His body pressed closer, harder, and the teasing stopped being enough—she knew where this was going. She should’ve resisted, told him no, pushed him back and reminded him she was dragon royalty.

But her body betrayed her.

”Lux...” Her voice trembled between defiance and need, her pride clashing with the aching pulse between her legs.

”Yes, Mira?” His voice was silk dipped in sin, breath hot against her lips.

”You’re—damn it—you’re about to—”

”Claim you?” His grin was sharp, almost cruel. ”Exactly.”

Before she could argue, his cock pressed against her entrance, heavy and deliberate, and Mira realized with a jolt—she had never... not once... let anyone close like this. Not with this much weight, this much danger, this much inevitability.

Her chest heaved, nails digging into his shoulders, half from panic, half from want. ”You think I’ll just let you—”

Lux cut her off with a kiss that left her dizzy. His mouth dominated hers, tongue sliding deep, forcing her to feel how easily he could unravel her defenses. When he pulled back, lips wet, eyes glowing red in the candlelight, his whisper sank into her bones.

”Be mine,” he said. ”Hoard me. Lock me in your vault. I won’t fight you.”

Her throat tightened. Damn him. Damn his words. He said it like a contract, like a deal she couldn’t refuse, because wasn’t that exactly what she wanted? To hoard him. To own him. To never let anyone else touch him.

”You talk too much,” she whispered back, though her voice cracked at the edges.

Lux chuckled, deep and low, the sound vibrating against her skin. ”Then let me shut you up.”

And then he pushed inside.

Her cry tore through the room—sharp, raw, unguarded. Pain and heat blended, her pride cracking under the weight of him stretching her, filling her, breaking through the last untouched piece of her.

Lux groaned, biting down on her shoulder, his voice hoarse. ”Fuck, Mira... so tight... so real.”

Her body arched, scales shimmering faintly as she clutched at him. Her pride screamed to stay quiet, but the moans broke free anyway, ragged and desperate. ”You—bastard—”

He grinned against her throat, voice rasping with delight. ”Correct. And you love it.”

His pace started slow, deliberate, letting her body adjust to the intrusion. Each thrust was heavy, grounding, claiming. He whispered between breaths, dark and possessive, ”Every part of you... mine now. Every sound. Every scar. Every scale. Mine.”

Mira’s tail wrapped around his waist, not in defiance this time, but to pull him deeper. Her nails scratched down his back, leaving red lines he didn’t flinch from. She met his thrusts with sharp movements of her own, eyes blazing even as they fluttered from pleasure.

”You think you own me?” she gasped, biting his lip hard enough to draw a bead of blood. ”I’m not some coin in your vault, Lux.”

He groaned, licking the blood from her lips. ”No. You’re the vault itself.”

Her pride cracked again—because that line shouldn’t have worked. It was arrogant, ridiculous, absurd. But with every push, every claim, every sound he pulled from her throat, it sank deeper.

She tried to hold it back, to keep her moans measured, but when his hand slid up to squeeze her breast again, thumb flicking over her nipple in perfect rhythm with his thrusts, she lost it. Her head tilted back, horns grazing the pillow, and a raw sound broke from her chest.

Lux laughed between groans, the sound dark and ragged. ”That’s it. Don’t hide from me. Dragons don’t whisper—they roar.”

”Shut—ahh—up—” she gasped, but her words were drowned in her own cry as he angled just right, hitting the spot that made her whole body quake.

He kissed her again, hard, swallowing her moans, his tongue dominating hers the same way his body did. When he pulled back, panting, his voice dropped into a dangerous growl.

”You’re mine, Mira. Say it.”

Her pride resisted. Of course it did. She snarled back at him, even as her body trembled under his rhythm. ”Never.”

Lux grinned, almost feral. ”Then I’ll make you feel it instead.”

His pace quickened, rougher now, every thrust calculated to push her closer to breaking. His tail wrapped around her leg, forcing it wider, deeper, harder. His wings beat once in the air, the sound like thunder muffled in silk.

Mira’s breath came in ragged gasps. She loved him. She wanted to claw him open and devour him, and at the same time, she wanted to curl around him and never let him go.

Her orgasm built fast, sharp and overwhelming, dragging her toward the edge before she could fight it. She bit down on his shoulder to stifle her scream, but he growled in her ear, ”Don’t you dare hide it from me. I want it all. Every sound. Every shudder. Every drop.”

Her moan ripped free, uncontrollable. Her whole body clenched around him, scales shimmering faintly with the force of it.

Lux groaned, thrusting harder, losing his composure for the first time. ”Fuck—Mira—I’m—”

He buried himself deep, cock pulsing as he spilled inside her, growling into her neck as his whole body trembled. His voice broke in a dark chuckle, low and satisfied.

”Now—” he panted, pressing his forehead against hers, eyes glowing with greedy triumph—”take all my investment.”

Her laugh was breathless, weak, but still sarcastic, still dragon. ”Lux... you really just dirty-talked like a stockbroker?”

He grinned, still catching his breath, still buried inside her. ”What can I say? Returns are high when the market’s tight.”

She smacked his shoulder, but her body was still quivering under him, flushed, marked, claimed. Her thighs trembled where his hips pressed against her, slick heat and the sharp sting of her first time mingling in the sheets beneath them. The faint trace of blood, her virginity torn, was there—a raw, undeniable reminder of what Lux had just taken.

But Mira wasn’t the type to collapse into anyone’s arms. Not even an incubus who had just filled her until her body shook and broke. No—she was a dragon. And dragons didn’t surrender. They retaliated.