Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

Rynus, a City to the west of Camelot, is known for its beautiful rivers that flow through the entire city as people get around on huge boats or small gondolas—the city's most prominent cuisine is its wide range of delicious seafood and the existence of the Scrylla race, a distant cousin of the Mermaid. Still, their legs are like an octopus rather than a fish.

Lancelot was sitting on a large, private gondola—sitting across from his was a disappointing but beautiful one, her hair silky and black, with tanned skin and a loose Kimono, her breasts barely hidden by a loose chest wrap.

Soon after entering the city, someone tried to escape using their troops.

Thus a barrier was activated and sent ALL foreign troops away, leaving Lancelot alone and beside him was a cute Oni woman who seemed to look lost...

So they began to explore the city together...

"Oh~ Lancelot, look at the fish! Don't they look so tasty?" Her lips were filled with drool as she tried to grab one, only for his arms to pull her back, "We cannot eat these fish... they must be bought at the market properly."

Her eyes became downcast before she pushed him down suddenly, like a cat that found a mouse to play with—her eyes became seductive as her deep voice sounded, "Then... can I have some meat instead? Your thick juicy meat?"

He knew what she wanted, and he could see it in her eyes filled with lust—the gondola moved smoothly across the river, and it was about half an hour until they reached the destination.

"What do you think..." Her hand moved down and touched his abdomen, her claws slightly raking at his skin and sending tiny prickles of pain with pleasure before he flicked her forehead. Even now, this woman was strange. He didn't even know who she was, her cute face rubbing the slight mark. "Mmmm, it hurts... kiss it better~ or else I will cry."

She put on an exaggerated pout before jumping back, standing at the bow of the gondola and exposing her scantily clad body to him while hiding nothing. He wasn't aroused—he felt uncomfortable because of what others would think, but there was another reason. She may look beautiful, and this act seemed sensual—but it was devoid of feeling.

"Are you content with refusing this body—me." She sat in his lap with her head downcast as her arms encircled his neck with a hot sigh. This woman had an arrogant attitude for the entire time since they met, wanting Lancelot to give into his desires, but why had she changed so suddenly... no.

A wise Oni she was—to allow her plans to go as she wishes, she must seduce the man in front of her—a female Oni's pride is difficult to withstand when a man sleeps beside her naked and wakes up with his dick in her. There isn't even an illusion of choice, just the strong desire for release as their hips shake to encourage release with sweet and sexy moans.

They were manipulators to the end, like snakes coiled around their prey, refusing any chance of freedom, not because they were mean but because of their selfish desire for more—a male could be controlled, but a female would go far and wide to obtain the man she chose.

Lancelot looked at the woman as their boat finally stopped with a thud, reaching the centre area of the inn he was staying at. Her eyes looked at him with a pout before she forced a kiss upon his lips—he didn't want it.

Lancelot allowed her actions before stepping away from her in silence as a few men came to help the two passengers from the gondola, a servant dressed in plain clothing brought over his baggage from an Inn, "My Lord. Lady, our inn shall provide lodging if you require it!"

The girl refused without looking their way and walked past the poor worker, her hips swaying slightly at every step as if tempting him. Lancelot still felt nothing towards the sight, allowing his baggage to be taken inside while the servant helped the disappointed-looking lady in—Lancelot turned to stare at the horizon.

A view that stretched out forever, he breathed in fresh air from this foreign land—with the gondolas still flowing along the many flowing rivers with speed in the gentle midday wind as seagulls cried in the blue sky—their eyes meeting at all times—her actions that said, 'I will make you mine!'

Lancelot ignored this unspoken declaration of war and disappeared from her gaze with only a small jump, gone from view and her perception.

"Stupid Lancelot! Just because you're cock is huge, you act so cheeky! I am a Queen! A Queen!" Despite the words being true, her army was still on the opposite side of town, and not like she thought he would care much as she messed in a fancy room.

She threw pillows, punched mattresses, and even made indents on her hands from hitting a wall, but it wasn't enough. An hour had passed for her anger and jealousy, yet he had never returned, "Stupid demon, lying demon... I will find you by scent!"

Meanwhile, Lancelot was relaxed, having finally split from the annoying woman who was having a bath in the hotel's outdoor baths.

He liked his new self because his horns now showed he normally fits in much better.

'Morgana, how are you doing?'

[Mmmm, darling, you vanished earlier, and I was so worried! There seems to be something stopping us from appearing by your side. Are you okay?]

'Fine, there's this weird Oni that keeps chasing me around; although she's super cute, the woman is a slob and likes to lounge around.'

[...]

He took a deep breath, closing his eye and leaning back, speaking to all his troops and hoping that nothing annoying happened on the way to the Holy Demonesses' territory.

'Why did they make it so hard to get your second commander? You need to find a neutral bishop or higher on the human side.'

{Hehe, Master sounds so cute when he is moaning!}

{Ikumi... behave, Master, is tired...} (Marimo)

{Hmph~ he sounds fine, why are you all so worried for nothing} (Meru)

*Pitter-Patter*

The gentle sounds of footsteps approached, not the heavy sound of a male's feet but rather soft and graceful.

'You girls behave; who would have thought someone activated the Troop rejection barrier when we happened to be entering the gates.'

[Hmmmm... well, if you are in trouble, please summon us with your new skill!]

'Ah, I promise...'

"Oh my~ Lancelot, what are you doing in the mixed bath?"

A sudden voice caused him to lose all focus on communication with his troops and wives.

He lowered his eyes to see a tall woman with her tanned body fully exposed, tight abs and perky breast; she seemed to smile seductively. Her hair was raven black, down to her ankles long, and the tips formed a spiral fashion of the curl.

Lancelot let his eyes wander down to her breasts before quickly turning his back, facing away from the beautiful creature before him. "Is there any reason a woman would want to expose herself naked so freely within this area?! It's the man's bath..."

"Eh? It's a mixed-gender bath, didn't you know? Fufu!"

"Damn... No way.. then..." He turned towards the entrance through the faucet, letting the warm water soak away at the grime and smell of war from his scarred skin. His whole body felt refreshed just at that point, and suddenly, as he submerged deeper into the hot spring, his muscles began to relax with every passing moment.

"I'm coming inside... it's okay right?" The Oni once asked for permission since the gateway; she panicked because her troops were lost, so he didn't mind.

Her body was hateful to him, though... she was Morgana's grade when it came to a seductive figure...

"Sure.... just can you not spread your legs so wide? You're attractive enough without showing off your thick pubic hair and privates." He smiled, trying to avoid looking, but the pale pink was too alluring.

The Oni pouted, seemingly blushing in embarrassment. "Well, fine then! Though I did notice a peeker... you've been glancing this way since entering this spring," he heard an angry pitter-patter across the water's surface; she moved towards him slowly.

He felt his body heat rise significantly with the Oni beside him, especially the water. 'No way...' it came to a small realization that it came into his throat without being swallowed with his mouth; 'The water is made out of fire... '

"This isn't water, huh?" Lancelot didn't feel pain, though; it caused him to feel a tingly itch, and it felt strange to be in a liquid flame... The demon world was so ridiculous.

"Ah!? Sorry... I paid for this setting because it cleans your scales and skin, is it uncomfortable that I can change it?" The Oni had reached his face already and glanced with an apologetic look at Lancelot, only able to look upon her briefly for modesty.

"Please don't worry about it so much; my body is durable, far more than normal." He still felt a little dizzy; this woman changed so much randomly that he was confused about which was her, the gentle and fluffy woman who enjoys bathing in the fire... Or the childish and selfish woman from earlier today that dragged him around.

'She is very beautiful, though; I wonder how strong she is.'

"Mmm? Is there something on my face?" Her voice sounded as they looked at each other; tilting her head, the Oni smiled.

"You're just a very beautiful woman, that's all; since my bloodline is an Incubus, it was hard to look away; my apologies if it made you feel bad."

He was sure the moment he spoke the compliment, her pretty eyes shone golden, but it was too brief for him to be sure.

"Oh my~ fufu, thank you so much... I forgot that I never told you my name. It's nice to meet you again, Sir Lancelot; I am Rena!"