Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

"Who's cock do you want, Lady Guinevere the Red Dragon Keeper?" He asked, feeling her warmth tighten around his fingers as he rubbed her clit with his thumb.

She screamed as he felt her body tense and the heat that filled his palm—it was such a lovely feeling.

"It's you! I-I want your cock!" She screamed out in her cute voice.

Her hips jerked up and down as she came hard on his fingers, the juices squirting out from her pussy as he slid his fingers out, her clit throbbing as she felt her knees give out—Lancelot held her up. Turning her over, her eyes filled with lust and want as he placed her back against the bed and pulled her dress up.

The blue bra and panties were now soaked and dirty.

He stared at her body, smiling as it fell to the bed, convulsing—still, like always, she was a very messy woman who would squirt and spur a tide so easily and then cry about it, but she wanted more and more pleasure.

Guinevere didn't even wait as she tore off her bra, pulling her dress over her head and tossing it to the other side of the room, her tight abs still tensing and spasming... "Lancelot... I want Lancelot's huge cock, his thick meaty rod, to break my hymen... to steal my purity for the second time! Make me cry out your name!"

Her cheeks were now completely red as she begged, her pussy dripping onto the bed as her hands groped her breasts, squeezing them tightly, her eyes focused on his throbbing erection, her tongue licking her lips as she panted heavily, waiting for him to fuck her.

He pulled her panties off, discarding them to the floor as she spread her legs wide, her pussy twitching and pulsating in anticipation, the lips spread open as it leaked more love juices, the slit was pink and puffy, with the lips slightly swollen and engorged, she was indeed a filthy and lewd woman, just like the men liked them.

But she was a very chaste and faithful woman. Thus he wanted to try the play of being the bad knight ravishing her.

Lancelot's atmosphere changed as he gently scooped her body into his arms and softly touched her head on the pillow, kissing her cheeks, "My cute Vampire Empress, I will now take your purity... Show your true form and enjoy the bliss of becoming my woman once again." He said.

Her eyes widened; before she could respond, he bit her neck and began to drink from her blood.

"Ahh~! N-No... such a criminal act, you-mph!" His lips silenced her protests as he kissed her, sucking on her lip as her body squirmed under his.

She moaned, her hand grasping his face as she returned his kiss, her tongue entwining with his as her free hand grasped his throbbing member—he hissed and broke the kiss as he felt her touch him.

"Witch... you shall pay dearly for touching the king's knight... You shall be punished." He growled; Guinevere blushed and shook her head, her hand slowly rubbing his dick, "Then punish me, ravish me... I want to feel your warmth inside me... to become your woman for the second time."

Lancelot didn't rush.

Instead, his movements were affectionate, his long rod pressing against her smooth slit, squishing her soft petals with his hard member, "Such a soft and beautiful cunt, I won't let another man touch you... nor will you leave my side ever again." His voice carried feelings of the loss from his last life and his current desire and passion.

Guinevere answered his affection with a gleeful smile, her hair slowly becoming silvery white shimmering in the dark room, while her red eyes began to shine with a ruby light with a more elegant look as she hugged him tightly.

"I would never leave you... My beloved Lancelot... I want to be with you forever." She said, her pussy now hot and wet, her lips begging for him to fill her; he placed the tip at her entrance, her back arching and her toes curling as her hips thrust upwards.

He smiled and pressed his lips to her, "As you wish, my Lady... now scream my name." He said, thrusting into her tight, warm tunnel, feeling the slight resistance as the walls pushed back against his cock.

Her inner walls stretched and contracted, gripping his cock tightly as she let out a yelp, her hands gripping the bed sheets tightly, her toes curling. Her eyes rolled up, she arched her back, and her legs spread wider.

The first thing he noticed was her hymen; it was still intact, the small barrier between her and her virginity; he knew he shouldn't, but he had to do it—he had to break the barrier... for the second time, he would make her his, he would claim her heart.

Lancelot didn't relent—he continued to push into her, her eyes opening and looking at him, "My king..." She whispered, her body shivering and tensing, her lips open wide as she felt something thick and hard rip through her hymen.

She tightly closed her eyes, feeling her insides expand like never before; his cock was large in the past life... but now it was monstrous like his becoming a demon was changing him into a more devilish and woman-killing existence as she let out a soft whimper feeling the tip of his cock press against her cervix, even though it wasn't even two thirds inside!

"I love you, Lancelot Du Lac... My only love... my everything... my knight... My King! I will be your everything in this life, too; you shall never be lonely." She said, her grip on the bed sheet tightening, the tears flowing from her eyes, but they weren't from pain or sadness; they were tears of joy from love, a pure and happy emotion.

She planned to avoid him in this life, not wanting to see that moment when he lost everything again... Only to protect him from the shadows... "Ahh... Mmmn... it's strange... ha....

being a virgin again.... haha..... Nnnnnm.... it stings.....but feels so good!"

Her words made him smile; her smile was so sweet, so innocent, just like the Guinevere he fell in love with, the pure soul who loved him with all her heart.

"I'll try to be gentle and not move, but don't worry, I'll take care of you... I'll love you." He said, pulling his cock out and letting a moan escape his lips—she felt so damn good, so tight and warm, the feeling of her soft, wet walls clamping down on him, milking him.

He slowly thrust back into her, changing his angle to lessen the pain, watching her eyes roll up and her back arch, her hips bucking as she let out a high-pitched squeal, her pussy tightening around his cock, "Aaaahhhhhn~! S-So full~!"

"That's it, keep moving... let the pain disappear and enjoy me." He said.

Slowly, he began to fuck her, in and out, the sloppy noises filling the room as the smell of their sex filled the room, her juices coating his rod while splashing out as her hips bucked up to meet his thrusts, her pussy greedily swallowing his cock.

She didn't say anything; her mouth hung open in a silent scream, her eyes clouded and fogged over, her body jerking up and down with each thrust, her hands trying to reach him, only to miss him and fall back onto the bed.

Her eyes rolled up, and she convulsed, her whole body tightening up as she finally hit her first climax, her legs wrapped around his waist as she held him close, his arms wrapping around her as he kept thrusting in and out of her, his speed increasing with each thrust, he was nearing his limit, her insides felt like a furnace, her pussy sucking him in, the sloshing sounds getting louder and faster, his balls slapping her ass with each thrust.

Her breathing became heavy, her chest heaving, her eyes still unfocused, her eyes rolled back, her whole body twitching and shaking, "L-Lancelot! I-I can't hold on! I-I'm going to cum ag-g-gaaaaannhh!"

Her back arched, her legs tightening around him as she let out a shrill scream, her pussy gripping his cock so tightly it almost hurt—he felt her juices squirt out from her pussy.

The juices sprayed his legs—it was an erotic sight, he looked down, and her eyes were filled with bliss, her face filled with happiness, her cheeks a bright red.

"Aaaahhhhhnnnnn! I love you~! I love you so much, my king~!" She moaned, her eyes locking with his as her arms reached for him, wrapping them around him tightly; he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, her body still bucking, her pussy still gripping him tightly.

"I love you too, my lady... my Empress... My Guinevere." He said, his voice low as he thrust into her, his hips moving at a breakneck pace—her honey flooding from her entrance.

The sound of the sloshing water echoing in the room as he felt her orgasm hit her again and again. She cried continuously—her screams filled the room, the pleasure making her mind blank and the pain no longer existing.

Lancelot was happy to enjoy the perks of his demonic race, his juices making the female's insides more sensitive and soothing their pain from being expanded and fucked with his full length.

"Lady Guinevere, you're mine... I'll take care of you, I'll keep you safe, I'll make sure you'll never want for anything, I'll give you the world, and you will always be mine." He said, her eyes focusing on him, her smile a genuine and sweet one, the words bringing tears to her eyes.

"I love you, Lancelot! I'll never leave you, no matter what, I'll always be yours... aaahhhh~! So close! Please, my king, fuck me, ravish me, fill me with your seed~! Cum inside me!" She pleaded, her eyes locking with his as his hands tightened around her wrist; she screamed, her body arching off the bed as he slammed into her, his hips slapping against her ass, his balls spasming as he came.

She felt it, his thick, hot, gooey semen pouring into her womb, filling her up as she let out a high-pitched screech, her back arching as her whole body convulsed, her pussy milking him, her insides sucking him in, their moans and groans of pleasure filling the room, until she fell on the bed, her pussy tightening and relaxing, the heat from her pussy making her toes curl.

"Huff... Huff..." He panted, his hands moving to her body, his fingers slowly tracing her skin, her lips puckered and waiting, her tongue slowly darting out as she moved her head closer; he obliged and gave her a sweet kiss, his tongue dominating her, the kiss lasting for several minutes.

He felt his rash self stupid and began to unlock her bindings as his vassal, only keeping the troop commands for during battle to help organisation between the two.

Now their bond changed to that of a Consort and her King.

"I now set thee free of all the binds and restrictions." A glow of silver light flashed before Guinevere felt her body become light, no longer restricted to being his vassal; rather, she had surpassed that and became his consort.

Now she was free to act as she pleased, and only during combat would his orders take priority.

Because she was mad, she bit his neck until he gasped in pain, tasting his sweet blood, enjoying the smooth texture as her red tongue lapped it up.

"Fufu~ now I can beat you back!"

Burning with more passion than ever, their bodies were sweaty, limbs entangled, and their heartbeats slowly returned to normal, "I'll always be with you, no matter what happens. You will never be alone. Not again!" She said, her arms moving around his back as she could feel his seed oozing out of her and his thick cum leaking.

Lancelot kissed her, his lips lingering on hers, their foreheads touching, her breath tickling his nose, their noses rubbing together, "Haha, I am glad I made that bet." He said, his lips pecking her forehead, his hands moving down her back, her eyes looking at him, her smile growing even wider.

"You're hard again~ hehe~ are you going to keep going?" Guinevere teased him, kissing his neck, her fangs brushing his flesh before slowly sinking into his flesh.

He grunted, feeling the blood being sucked out from his body, her hands grasping his ass tightly as her lips continued to suck, her tongue moving around his neck, licking and teasing the flesh.

"I plan to ravish you until you beg for forgiveness, my Lady." He said, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back. Guinevere moaned, feeling his cock rub against her slit, making her toes curl.

His hands moved to her shoulders and pinned her down as he kissed her, her hands moving to his back, digging her nails into his flesh as her back arched.

She was ready and willing to be his; she would be his forever, no matter what; even if he were a demon, a monster, a villain, she would stay by his side.

"Ahn~ Lancelot~!" She moaned out, her eyes locked on his as he moved, his cock pressing against her clit before he thrust inside her, her walls squeezing him, her legs moving to wrap around him.

"I love you, Lancelot. I love you more than anything; you're the only person I will ever love."

The sounds of the bed slamming against the wall began to fill the apartment as her cries of pleasure and pain echoed through the entire place—a dizzy Sumika was sitting on the sofa, playing with her phone as she looked wistful, sometimes looking towards the door as she heard the slut Guinevere crying out "Cum inside me~ fill me again with you thick sperm!"

Sumika's face suddenly looked fine, no longer intoxicated, as she leaned back, kicking her feet.... a picture of Lancelot naked.... several pictures both naked and when he was fighting or training... "Stupid Lancelot... fucking that princess when I said you were mine first."

"Hmph... I will spread your dick pics on the secret message board!"