Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

Lancelot returned to his temporary tent, sitting on the edge of the small bed; his body bounced with the weight, and leaning back, he sighed, feeling the tension of the day's stress fading slowly.

He constructed a large stone wall with an inner wall for the defenders to easily patrol the entire easter part of Sherwood without destroying the beautiful forest too much.

The small village started to take shape, following Camelot's blueprint as the girls worked hard to set it all up.

Lancelot admired their enthusiasm and dedication, so most women could take a break tonight and had early tomorrow off with only the stubborn angels and cheeky succubi who kept guard.

Suddenly, the curtain rustled as someone entered.

His eyes wandered towards the figure, stepping inside, making Lancelot's heart skip a few beats. She was focused on her figure in the dark evening moonlight, emphasising her sensual sex appeal.

"Master?" Ikumi stepped inside, her body completely naked, only the soft white fur barely covering her lower body, while her heavy swaying melons jiggled with every step.

Her alluring ruby eyes drew Lancelot into them like a spell as she continued her approach with a smile, seeing how much he was charmed.

"Ikumi, you... there's no clothes." He pointed out the obvious while trying to keep his gaze on hers.

She chuckled, closing her eyes with a sweet grin before stopping just between Lancelot's legs as he gazed upwards with a strange expression, not knowing what to do with her sudden and unexpected actions.

"Master, relax. I'm here just for you. All for you to use me as you please!" Ikumi spoke seductively, resting both hands behind Lancelot's head, leaning forward as she pressed her soft flesh against his face, letting the warmth of her huge marshmallows squish against him and releasing a sexy low groan, she whispered in a seductive voice.

"Use my body to release all your worries. Tonight, I shall be Master's pet!" Ikumi purred cutely, her ears swaying happily.

Lancelot couldn't resist as his hands instinctively grasped Ikumi's wide hips, pulling her down gently.

He didn't know if he was dreaming or reality because she felt far too good in his arms; the soft feeling of her meaty ass, the smooth, silky texture of her skin, she was nothing like the half-dead Ikumi of a few hours ago, as her ruby eyes looked up at him, lay on her back, on his small makeshift bed.

"Master..." Ikumi called sweetly, wrapping her arms around Lancelot's neck, pressing her breasts against his muscular chest as they kissed passionately under the dim light of the candle nearby.

He pulled away, forming a string of saliva, their tongues seeking each other mid-air, only for Ikumi's hands to pull Lancelot's face closer, kissing once again with wild hunger.

They fought for dominance but quickly changed roles from time to time.

It was sexually lustful but full of love, emotions and desires to give themselves entirely to each other.

Lancelot lost track of time; he knew that they continued kissing for a while, perhaps more. Ikumi moaned loudly, gasping for air several times.

"Ikumi, I don't want to use you."

"I want you as a woman, a lover and my wife... I treated you so badly, pushing you away." Lancelot apologised shamefully.

Ikumi cupped Lancelot's cheek, chuckling shyly, "Master is always overthinking," moving slightly as her legs spread apart, a thick silver thread oozing down between her ass as she parted her silvery white fur.

"Look at how aroused I am, wanting to mate with you all day, every day..." whispering with a blush, spreading her lips, Ikumi shivered upon the cool air, arching her back adorably.

"Use my pussy, mark it with your scent to show that I belong to Master alone~!"

"Let everyone know whose woman I am ~" Ikumi groaned softly, biting Lancelot's lower lip and nibbling it. "We are not like other races; there is a sense of devotion and affection during mating... but Master seems to think I was sad..." Ikumi giggled, squeezing Lancelot's cheeks together.

"Master misunderstands things," licking Lancelot's lips, moaning sexily, Ikumi whispered. "Just feel... Let me show you." Rubbing Lancelot's cock inside his pants, her eyes narrowed happily at how hard it was as if to break through the fabric to ravish her.

"Yes! Show me." Lancelot grinned excitedly, unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants as Ikumi lifted her upper body for support, watching intently. Her eyes were fixated, admiring every inch as Lancelot freed himself from its confinement.

Reaching with one hand and stroking slowly while playing with her drooling pussy, using her nectar as lubrication, "It's bigger than last time, is my body arousing now? Or is it because this is your first time doing it with just Ikumi?" She teased playfully.

"You are beautiful, so maybe that's why?"

Lancelot pushed her shoulders down, his hands stroking her soft bosom, pressing his fingers together to caress and tease her sensitive cherry peaks.

"Ahn ~ Ahn Haa...." Ikumi bit her index finger, trying to hold back the moan.

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She couldn't handle the tingles on her sensitive breasts as her back arched suddenly, trembling pleasantly as Lancelot held her in place while his tip rubbed against her clit with each teasing movement.

Each stroke made her insides flutter, demanding attention as her heart yearned deeply.

Ikumi reached Lancelot's firm pecs, grasping them firmly, digging her nails when the pleasure became intense; her mind went blank, forgetting where they were or what she wanted to say.

Ikumi struggled for breath, staring at Lancelot, watching his gorgeous rugged facial features, sharp jawline, and toned six-pack that shined in the gentle firelight before lowering his head down between her breasts, biting her nipple firmly as she hugged his head tightly, groaning in blissful heaven.

Her mind erupted with waves of blissful euphoria flooding through Ikumi's body as Lancelot positioned himself comfortably and began guiding himself, his tip stroking her entrance, preparing to thrust deep into Ikumi.

"Ikumi, can I?" Lancelot asked, leaning his forehead against Ikumi's with half-open lustful eyes, gazing back at him with similar intent as she nodded frantically, clinging onto Lancelot tightly as if afraid he would slip away.

Lancelot wasted no time; the moment he received Ikumi's approval, he slammed his entire length to the base in one motion with such incredible might that he shook the small bed while Ikumi wrapped her strong, lithe legs around Lancelot, pulling him closer for intimacy.

As Ikumi clung closely, burying her head deep in Lancelot's shoulder, her mouth was wide open. Still, it was silent from the overwhelming sensation of having her tight pussy stuffed into her womb, forced to submit entirely to his size.

"Ahh... it's here.... different from always~ no Morgana... just Lancelot and me...!" Ikumi let out a cute whine like a cat.

Their bodies quickly synched together as Lancelot understood how she liked it as much as she craved each powerful thrust, filling every inch of Ikumi to the brim and claiming everything for himself as he desired.

"Don't be so cute; I'll be forced to devour you..." Lancelot grunted as he kissed her lips, sucking on her sweet, pink tongue that greeted him willingly before Ikumi let out another series of muffled moans; Lancelot relentlessly claimed ownership of her wet cave.

Swinging his waist back as a slippery wet sound followed with the powerful movement of his hips, slamming into her faster with every movement as Ikumi cried out with lustful moans, tears rolling down her beautiful cheeks, flushed red.

With each rhythmic connection of their waist intensified, Lancelot relished Ikumi's pleasant lewd screams as her claws dug deep into his muscles to suppress the crazy pleasure building within, wanting more than before, losing control like never before.

"Nnn~ different.... so thick, hot... and strange!"

Ikumi was experiencing these foreign emotions for the first time. She knew that it wouldn't be possible to return to the shared senses with Morgana even if she wanted as the pleasure continued rising.

'Does sex have always been this intoxicating... I thought Morgana made Master better in bed... but this...' Ikumi gritted her sharp teeth, refusing to lose as she clenched Lancelot's member fiercely as revenge while smiling at his handsome complexion in pain mixed with pleasure.

The throbbing bulging veins rubbing Ikumi's moist walls triggered her orgasm repeatedly as his glans pressed and pulled on her soft fleshy folds, letting lewd squelches leave her snatch, making her shudder in shame.

Yet, Lancelot wasn't planning to stop after he realised how submissive Ikumi's body was under him, clinging lovingly to their closeness and intensity that kept going far longer than expected.

Ikumi grew weaker beneath Lancelot.

"Ahh....ha....hmmm...hmmmn~ so good....Mmm!"

Their bodies filled with sweat glistened under the flames, fuelling their sexual desire more as Ikumi squeaked each time Lancelot bit her sensitive nipple, turning them swollen red until he left a kiss for his apology before switching breasts each time.

Lancelot unleashed his frustrations while Ikumi experienced a newfound sexual drive she didn't know existed until tonight; the flames danced intensely, mimicking their passionate night together.

"AHNNN~!!!" Ikumi reached the final straw, unable to hold any longer as Lancelot seemed to forget about her sore and overly pleasurable cherry peaks to bite her slender snow-white neck roughly.

His tongue lapped on her sweet flavour before leaving bite marks around, littering Ikumi as his woman, marking his territory possessively, showing it for others to see while riding on Ikumi's endless stream of orgasms.

Ikumi tightened tremendously while Lancelot rocked their world; nothing else mattered except themselves at this moment, so many unspoken words were exchanged silently in the dim flickering lights as he continued hammering his thick shaft, smacking Ikumi's pale ass viciously. At the same time, their hips crashed against each other loudly, with erotic squelches resonating.

"Giving up already?" Lancelot smirked devilishly, groping Ikumi's delicious mountain firmly, teasing her erect nipples repeatedly to push her over the edge each time.

Each thrust hit Ikumi differently after Lancelot discovered her weakness through their intense, passionate embrace.

Arousal flooded Ikumi's body as she wished to win for pride's sake, "never~ hmm...." Ikumi growled proudly.

She refused to go down without a fight, embracing Lancelot closer with arms and legs tightly, sucking forcefully on his shoulder as her claws scratched Lancelot's back painfully, leaving visible lacerations as retaliation, forming blood.

Lancelot enjoyed Ikumi's fiery spirit and refused to hold anything back after recognising the challenge ahead; his hips moved faster, reaching unfathomable speeds, blurring their figures from anyone witnessing the sinful sight.

Thrust after thrust, Lancelot released countless loads for the past hour of endless mating since they started in silence; Ikumi swallowed most by her greedy pussy with greed, unwilling to lose anything to Morgana as it accumulated within her fertile egg sac to fertilise rapidly.

She felt her tummy expanding after numerous attempts failed earlier due to Lancelot's awareness, Ikumi longing for him more.

Unbearable heat gathered from Lancelot and Ikumi's continuous love-making session under the sheets, increasing their desires tenfold as time passed; dawn greeted the exhausted couple lying together in mutual understanding.

Sharing kisses occasionally with tender expressions hidden by Lancelot's messy bed hair drenched with sweat as Ikumi brushed it aside while nuzzling closely to enjoy the closeness of her beloved mate with their naked bodies pressing against each other to prevent anything from slipping through, neither planned to let go anytime soon.

She was enduring Lancelot's explosive orgasm, flooding Ikumi's insides repeatedly with potent fertile semen, painting her womb creamy white.

With his hot sperm swirling around and searching for Ikumi's defenceless eggs, Lancelot panted breathlessly with a tired yet satisfied look.

Basking in the glow of each other, finally, the pair fell asleep as Morgana, who watched and enjoyed everything, licked her lips as she left the tent, muttering.

"Thanks for the meal, little sister. You fucked darling real good."

To avoid them being disturbed, she took command for the afternoon and oversaw the completion of the village while remembering the adorable scenes from the night before with a yawn.