Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation

Chapter 894 – Is It Tasty?

Lux rested his chin lightly against her shoulder.

”...Is it tasty?” he asked quietly.

Ariel’s entire brain blue-screened.

Her eyes widened instantly.

Lux’s low chuckle vibrated against her shoulder.

”You heard me.”

Ariel could feel her face turning violently red now.

Because the question was so shamelessly direct and somehow still sounded intimate instead of crude coming from him.

Lux tilted his head slightly, voice dropping lower.

”My cum.”

Ariel made a tiny choking sound.

Lux laughed softly again.

”Relax,” he murmured. ”I’m curious.”

Curious.

Like this was normal conversation.

Like he didn’t just destroy her emotional stability for the evening.

Ariel stared forward blankly for a second trying to recover enough dignity to answer.

”Yeah, it’s warm,” she admitted quietly.

”I thought,” he murmured slowly, ”you wouldn’t be this bold.”

Ariel immediately covered part of her face with one hand.

”I thought that too.”

Lux laughed quietly under his breath.

Soft.

Warm.

Still a little wrecked from what she’d just done to him.

And honestly?

That realization alone almost restarted the entire situation.

Because Lux was used to seduction. Used to control. Used to being the composed one while others lost themselves around him.

But Ariel?

Ariel had somehow slipped past all of that with nervous hands, flushed cheeks, and sincerity dangerous enough to qualify as a weapon.

She still sat sideways on his lap, trying very hard not to think about literally anything below his waist while Lux held her casually against his chest like this was normal.

Which it absolutely was not.

The music continued low in the background.

The mansion lights stayed warm.

And Ariel’s entire body still hummed with unresolved heat.

Lux noticed immediately.

His chin tilted slightly toward her stomach.

”I can ease your pain.”

Ariel blinked.

”...What pain?”

Lux looked at her like she’d just asked whether fire was warm.

Then he gestured lightly toward her abdomen with his chin.

”That one.”

Ariel froze.

Oh no.

Oh absolutely not.

Because yeah.

Unfortunately...

He was right.

Her body still ached softly. Warm and restless and embarrassingly aware after everything she’d just done. The tension between her thighs hadn’t gone away at all. If anything, hearing Lux lose control had only made it worse.

And the terrifying part?

She knew he could fix it easily.

That was the problem.

Lux’s thumb traced small circles against her waist through the satin fabric.

”I know you feel it too,” he murmured. ”And it’s unfair if I’m the only one who gets the release.”

Ariel’s face heated instantly.

Lux’s voice lowered further.

”I want you to feel good too. I can use my tongue. It’s enough to make you feel good.”

No wonder women kept ruining their lives for him.

Ariel looked away quickly.

”Uh... no.”

Lux blinked once.

”No?”

”I mean—” Ariel panicked immediately. ”No thanks. I can handle it myself.”

Lux stared at her dramatically.

”That sounds like an insult.”

Ariel nearly choked.

”I’m an incubus,” Lux continued with deep personal offense. ”And you’re choosing to settle it yourself?”

Ariel made a tiny distressed noise.

”That’s not what I meant!”

”It absolutely sounded like that.”

She buried her face briefly against his shoulder in embarrassment.

Lux was enjoying this way too much.

”I...” Ariel started weakly.

Then stopped.

Because the truth sat heavy in her chest.

Warm.

Dangerous.

Real.

Lux noticed the shift immediately.

His teasing softened.

”Ariel?”

She stayed quiet for a few seconds.

Thinking.

Trying to organize feelings that refused to behave properly.

Then finally, very softly...

”I can’t.”

Lux’s expression changed slightly.

Not confused.

Focused.

Ariel’s fingers tightened faintly against his chest.

”I love you, Lux.”

Silence.

Actual silence.

Even the music suddenly felt farther away.

And there it was.

The thing hanging between them all night finally spoken out loud.

Ariel immediately regretted being alive.

”Oh my god,” she whispered. ”I said that out loud.”

Lux stared at her.

Eyes wide for half a second.

Then softer than before.

Dangerously softer.

Ariel pushed forward before she could completely lose courage.

”If... if I let you do more...” Her voice turned smaller. ”If I taste what it feels like with you...”

A pause.

Her cheeks burned violently.

”I might get addicted.”

That hit him harder than expected.

Lux felt it immediately.

Right in the chest.

Because Ariel didn’t sound dramatic.

She sounded honest.

Like she genuinely feared how deeply she could fall into him if he let her.

And hell, the incubus in him loved that.

Loved it way too much.

A possessive hunger stirred low in his stomach instantly. A sharp instinctive desire to pull her closer, claim her properly, mark her as his and never let anyone else touch what looked at him like this.

Lux could absolutely do it too.

Easily.

One kiss in the right place.

One push.

One surrender.

And Ariel would melt for him completely.

The thought nearly snapped his restraint in half.

But his logic...

His cold, irritating, necessary logic...

Managed to survive.

Barely.

Because Ariel was still healing.

Still fragile in ways she hid behind smiles.

And Lux refused to become another person who took from her just because she offered herself willingly.

That mattered.

Even if it hurt.

Not to mention, he was still in a mess. He needed to be patient.

Lux exhaled slowly through his nose.

Then finally loosened his hold around her waist.

”Fine.”

Ariel looked up immediately.

Really looked up.

Searching his face for disappointment.

Anger.

Frustration.

But Lux only brushed her hair gently behind her ear.

”I need you to take your time,” he said softly instead. His thumb brushed gently against her cheek. ”Both of us still need to prepare ourselves.”

Ariel looked up at him quietly then.

And somehow...

That answer felt even more dangerous than if he had simply taken her.

Because Lux wasn’t pulling away out of disinterest.

He was holding himself back deliberately.

For her.

Even now, with her sitting in his lap flushed and trembling, with her confession still warm between them, with her taste still lingering in his mouth and his body still reacting to every nervous breath she took.