Demonic Dragon: Harem System - Chapter 721

Chapter 721: Catching Fire (R-18)
Strax raised an eyebrow, his crooked smile widening as if he’d just won the top prize in his favorite game: provoking Scarlet until she was about to explode.

“What is it?” he asked, his voice low, warm, and cheeky. “You turn all red when you’re jealous. It’s funny.”

Scarlet narrowed her eyes slowly.

Dangerous.

Beautiful.

Deliciously ready to bite.

“I’m not jealous.”

“Of course not,” he murmured, leaning in a little closer until his breath brushed her neck. “You’re just growling because I mentioned another woman’s body. Coincidence.”

“The problem is you, Strax!” she retorted, poking his chest with her finger, too irritated to realize—or admit—how much she was reacting. “You talk with that face, you use that tone, you act like that…”

“Like that…?” he repeated, lifting his chin slightly. She frowned.

And then, without warning, she grabbed his collar and pulled hard.

“Like this, exactly like this, you—”

Strax laughed mid-pull, letting himself fall back onto the bed without resistance. He didn’t need to—Scarlet was already climbing on top of him, as if it were where she truly belonged. Her thighs fit against the sides of his hips with an irritating, dangerous… intimate naturalness.

She wasn’t just riding him.

She was reigning over him.

Strax put his hands behind his head, deliberately provoking him.

“Ah. So you’re not jealous…” He slid his gaze up and down her body, brazenly.

“…but you’re climbing on me like you’re trying to mark your territory.”

“Shut up.”

“No.”

He smiled.

“This is too much fun.”

Scarlet pressed her fingers against his chest, firm enough to make him let out a soft sigh.

“You’re impossible.”

“I know.”

He lifted his hips slightly, just to remind her exactly where she was sitting.

“And you love it.”

She opened her mouth to protest, but nothing came out.

Nothing.

Only the blush rising rapidly on her cheeks—the one she always tried to hide by turning her face away.

Strax chuckled softly.

“Look at that… even the tip of your nose is hot. You’re a walking flame.”

“Strax, I swear on everything that’s sacred—”

“Are you going to hit me?”

He raised an eyebrow, cheeky.

“Are you going to punish me for mentioning Mercedes? For teasing you a little?”

Scarlet leaned over him, her hair falling like red curtains around both their faces. Her nose almost touched his. Her warm breath was practically a kiss without the final touch.

“You always tease me,” she whispered, her voice heavy, almost hoarse. “And you know what’s worse?”

“What?”

“I let you.”

Strax slid his hand along the side of her thigh—slow, lazy, utterly aware of the effect he had on her.

“Ah. Now we’re getting close to the truth.”

“Shut up.”

“I never shut up.”

She pushed him against the mattress harder, almost as if trying to crush his mood—but his smile only widened.

“You’re being a bastard, Strax.”

“Why?” he asked, feigning innocence. “For saying you’re jealous? Or for liking it?”

Scarlet narrowed her eyes.

“Because you know what it does to me.”

“And what does it do?”

She bit her lower lip, as if trying to hold back too many words.

Then she responded with her body.

Slowly—too slowly—she slid her hip over his. Not enough to be indecent. But enough to leave him breathless for a second.

Strax inhaled through his nose, too focused to laugh this time.

“Scarlet…”

“You want to know what this does to me?” she murmured, her face pressed against his. “It makes me want to…”

Her hand moved up his chest, reaching his neck—gentle at first, then with the dangerous delicacy of someone who could squeeze but chooses not to.

“…stay like this all day.”

Strax swallowed hard, his smile fading for a second.

Not because he was uncomfortable.

But because she had hit exactly where it had an effect.

He placed his hands on her waist, pulling her down a little closer.

“Ah… so that’s it.”

“Yes.”

“You want to sit on top of me all day.”

“Yes.”

The word came out without hesitation.

Without shame.

Without gentleness.

Strax laughed—a low, hoarse, almost dangerous laugh.

“And you say I’m the one who’s a jerk.”

“You are.”

“You too.”

She smiled for the first time—that smile of hers, short, sharp, too beautiful.

Strax held her hip more firmly, but without moving her.

Not yet.

“Then why don’t you stay?” he murmured, his voice almost an invitation, almost a challenge.

Scarlet brought her mouth closer to his until their lips almost touched—almost.

“Because, if I stay on top of you all day…”

Strax felt her breath against his mouth.

“…you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

He smiled slowly.

That smile of his.

The smile that could set the world on fire.

“Promise?” he whispered.

She laughed—warm, low, delicious.

And pulled his hair.

“Strax…”

“Hm?”

“Shut up.”

Then, with the same hand that still held her waist, he grabbed her chin and pulled her into a strong, hungry kiss, enough to make them both lose their breath for a second.

“Scarlet…”

He gasped against her mouth, his voice deep enough to tremble, trembling enough to shake the walls of his entire body.

“I don’t give a fuck about any other woman.”

His other hand squeezed her thigh tighter, his thumb sliding under the waistband of her pants, pressing, exciting.

“Do you understand what I mean?”

She slid her teeth along his neck, marking what was hers, letting the touch of her mouth throb. Open and close. Suck. Wander. All over his skin.

Strax let out a broken groan.

Then he slid both hands to her hips, adjusted her position, moved up, up, up—until she was sitting directly on top of his erection.

The sensation almost threw him off balance. He had to bite his lip hard, the air trapped in his chest.

Scarlet raised her hips, moving over him in a slow, circular motion, repeated. And repeated. The fabric of Strax’s pants, tucked under the zipper button, allowed only the friction of her panties against his groin. The friction and the heat, as if the thin line of fabric was the only thing preventing touch.

Strax moved his hips under her body, his torso erect and throbbing, the pressure thickening with each movement. He reached for the zipper of Scarlet’s pants and ripped it open in one swift motion—a desperate gesture, and she felt the fabric fall to her hips and the cold air hit her thighs.

“Just don’t ever tease me like that again,” he gasped, his hands wandering over the exposed skin of her waist. “This is mine. You up here are mine. You don’t belong to other people. You’re not for other people to look at. You’re only mine…”

He gripped her hips, digging his fingers into her flesh, and forced her to move faster, harder, deeper. The friction throbbed between their thighs, the hairs mingling with the air and the fabric, everything pulsing in a chaotic rhythm.

“…And I’m yours. Only yours. Nobody else looks at you… touches you… makes you laugh… makes you talk… makes you sigh like this…”

His hips rose beneath her body, brushing against her thighs, her groin, his fingers finding their way to the panties that hadn’t yet been removed. His thumb slid beneath the thin fabric, moving between her legs, wet with moisture that made him groan.

“…I won’t let them get close. I don’t want them to see like this… Oh, fuck…”

Strax leaned over her, his head falling between her breasts, as if it were the safest place in the world—as if the safest place in the world was the skin beneath his lips. He moved his lips up slowly, his tongue leaving a wet trail across her entire body, moving toward her face. His nose almost touching hers. A fiery gaze at each other.

“You’re mine. Mine. Mine. All mine…”

With a skillful movement, Strax leaned forward and lifted Scarlet by the waist, making her climb onto his lap. She quickly wrapped her legs around his hips and kissed him intensely, her lips moving in a frenetic rhythm.

Strax’s hands slid over the bare skin of her thighs, moving up the sides of her body until they reached her breasts. He squeezed them tightly, his thumbs brushing against her already hardened nipples. Scarlet moaned into his mouth, her nails digging into his back.

Without warning, Strax laid her down on the bed and positioned himself between her legs, spreading them even wider.

“!!!” Scarlet startled when he… began.

He kissed the inside of her thigh, slowly moving upwards until he reached the throbbing center of her desire.

“Looks really good.” With a mischievous smile, he ran his tongue over her vulva, savoring the salty taste of her arousal.

“Mmmnn!!” <3″ Scarlet arched her back, pleasure coursing through her body like lightning.

“Harder!” She grabbed Strax’s hair, pulling him closer as he devoured her with his mouth. The pressure and speed of his licks gradually increased, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

But before she could reach her climax…

“Not yet…” Strax stopped and knelt between her legs.

He pulled off his pants and underwear in one go, revealing his throbbing erection.

“Wow… every time I see it, it seems bigger…” Scarlet licked her lips at the impressive size, feeling a wave of heat wash over her.

‘I’m glad I grew up well and have a body that adapts well… that thing will fit perfectly… hopefully it hits my uterus…’ Scarlet thought.

“Ready?” Strax leaned over her, his cock rubbing against her soaked entrance.

“Fuck me.” Scarlet said, smiling as her body burned with desire.