CHAPTER 278: YOU’RE MORE FUN WHEN YOU’RE THE ONE GASPING (18+)

Chapter 278 – You’re More Fun When You’re The One Gasping (18+)

"Temporarily," Lux bit out, gasping as Naomi leaned down and licked a long, slow stripe from base to tip.

His fingers curled into the sheets.

"Oh f*ck me," he whispered.

Naomi looked up, smug. "Oh, we will."

He almost laughed. "I’m being bullied. This is hostile takeo—"

Rava’s tentacle suddenly tightened, squeezing and stroking in tandem. Naomi’s mouth took the tip into that warm, teasing heat.

Lux bit his own hand.

And then—

Then Naomi went lower.

Lux choked again. "Okay, okay, f*ck—you win!"

Naomi purred, not stopping.

He hissed, hips stuttering. "What did Sira say to you?!"

Naomi didn’t answer—her mouth was occupied. But Rava giggled and whispered into his ear, "She said... ’Make him remember who really runs this mansion now.’"

Oh, they were evil.

And brilliant.

Lux couldn’t help it—he laughed, breathless and wrecked, one hand dragging through his hair.

He was so fucking hard it hurt.

And they were so not done.

Naomi’s mouth sucked with slow, deliberate rhythm, her hand pumping what she couldn’t take.

Rava’s tentacle stroked in counter-pattern—like they’d rehearsed this in a boardroom dry run.

Lux moaned, head falling back. "I’m gonna—f*ck—Naomi—"

She pulled off with a pop and smirked, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Not yet."

"Cruel," he gasped.

She winked. "Fair."

Rava leaned over him. "Now it’s my turn."

And just like that, the tentacles retracted—and she straddled him.

Fully clothed still, but her wet shimmer gown clung to every curve like it was painted on. Her hands pushed his chest flat against the bed.

"You said I could name the car," she teased, grinding down against his cock.

"I’ll buy you three," Lux growled.

"I want a yacht on wheels," she whispered.

He groaned. "You’ll get a fleet if you keep moving like that."

Naomi crawled up beside them, tracing his jaw with her finger. "Sira was right."

Lux tilted his head, panting. "About?"

Naomi kissed him, slow and deep. "You’re more fun when you’re the one gasping."

Rava leaned down, licking the sweat off his throat. "Let’s see how long we can keep it that way."

Sira chuckled from her corner.

Lux barely managed to twist his head toward her. "You do realize this is a coordinated seduction effort designed to ruin my mental clarity, right?"

Sira held her glass up in a toast. "I call it... quarterly bonding."

Lux’s laugh was breathless, broken, euphoric.

And somewhere in the middle of Rava grinding down, Naomi kissing his jaw, and Sira watching with interest that definitely wasn’t platonic—

He decided he was never going to that stupid pool again.

Why calm yourself with water...

When you could drown in this?

Rava grinding down on his cock, Naomi licking his throat, Sira watching from the corner like a shareholder analyzing risk exposure—Lux was overstimulated, outnumbered, and technically in heaven.

Well. Hell. But the good kind.

Still—he was Lux Vaelthorn.

Hell’s CFO. Incubus Prince. The Sexonomic Strategist of Lust & Greed.

And he had let this happen.

Let them flip him. Let them tease him. Let them crawl all over him like beautiful little devils with quarterly conquest quotas.

But now?

Now it was time to remind them who the real predator in this room was.

His core flared—hot, dark, primal.

And just like that—

[System Alert: Incubus Pheromone Level – MAXIMUM]

[All Pleasure Output: +200%]

[Status: Predatory Overdrive]

[Warning: Partners may experience addictive satisfaction]

"Girls," Lux growled, voice dipping into a darker register, low and velvet-smooth. "You had your fun."

Naomi blinked, still straddling his waist, fingers curled around his now-raging cock. "We—"

Lux’s hand shot up, grabbed her wrist. Not hard. But firm.

Controlled.

She gasped.

"You thought you could tease me," he whispered, eyes glowing now, their red flaring with heat. "You thought you could seduce me."

Rava gave a breathless giggle from beside him. "We did."

Lux sat up in one clean, fluid motion—Naomi still on his lap—his hands finding her waist and flipping her beneath him with a practiced roll that left her wide-eyed and breathless.

"Oh f*ck," she whispered.

Rava’s eyes went wide. "Oh gods, he’s—"

He turned and caught her with a single look. "You’re next."

She shuddered.

He leaned down over Naomi. "You played cute." His lips ghosted hers. "But let me teach you what real pleasure is."

And then—he kissed her.

Hard.

Possessive.

Deep.

Naomi moaned, hips twitching beneath him. Her legs wrapped around his waist out of instinct, and she could feel the heat from his cock pulsing against her bare core.

Lux didn’t stop at kissing.

His hands slid up—fingers curling under her dress—and then ripped.

Fabric tore. Naomi gasped.

Her breasts spilled out, nipples flushed and hard, her skin glowing in the soft lighting. Her chest rose and fell like she’d just been told the market crashed with her portfolio inside it.

Lux growled against her collarbone, biting gently—just enough to leave a mark. "Beautiful," he muttered. "But I’m not done."

Naomi tried to say something—maybe protest, maybe beg—but all that came out was a needy whimper.

Lux turned to Rava without moving from Naomi’s lap.

"You," he said, "strip. Now."

Rava shivered, breath catching.

Her gown shimmered, the fabric almost reluctant to leave her skin—but her tentacles helped, slithering down her sides, peeling the gown away like silk unwrapping a gift. Her body was gorgeous—soft curves, pale sea-slick skin that glistened faintly under the light.

"Turn around," he said, voice firm. "Let me see all of you."

She obeyed, slow, teasing—her ass swaying slightly, the long curve of her back arching as she looked over her shoulder at him.

Naomi tried to sit up beneath him, but Lux gently pushed her down. "Stay," he growled. "You’ll get my attention soon."

Naomi whimpered again.

Lux finally rose from the bed—bare, glowing with infernal heat, his cock hard and twitching.

He walked behind Rava, eyes dragging down her body like touch.

"You like to tease?" he murmured against her ear.

She nodded, trembling.

"Good." His hand slid down her back. "Then you’ll love how I make you scream."