Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

The afternoon sun was blazing down on Vellan and Lancelot's window, shining through with brilliant fingers of light. The pair rode a comfy carriage that cost extra and was normally reserved for nobles or rich merchants.

Lancelot sat by the window, looking at the passing scenery with an excited smile, while Vellan just relaxed on her seat, enjoying the comfortable cushion.

"Husband~ my crotch is sore... make it better!" She shamelessly asked as she looked at him with sad eyes.

Not wanting her to complain, as the bouncing carriage rushed towards the east, he lifted her legs over his lap, softly moving them and began to massage her thighs, earning moans from Vellan.

Lancelot watched as Vellan smiled happily as she enjoyed the relaxing sensation, but after some minutes of rubbing her thighs, his hands slowly moved up, reaching her inner thigh area, causing the cheeky mare to let out a sweet moan before pouting at him, biting his arm in retaliation.

"Pervert..." She muttered as Lancelot chuckled.

"You are the one asking me to massage you. It's natural for me to rub your whole legs." He said with a smug smile.

"You became so lewd after I let you inside me~ such a bad guy... I will tell my sister!"

"I think your sister would beat you instead... You know how badly she wants me."

"Bad guy, you can't dick my sister, she is crazy!

Instead of taking it seriously, he chuckled at her worried face, pulling her against his chest, cuddling her tightly and whispering into her ears, "Okay then, little Vell. Unless she asks for it as a reward, I won't fuck her."

The sound of the surrounding monsters howling and growling in the distance and the trampling of hooves sounded through the open window as they enjoyed the travel; no longer in a lustful mood, Lancelot and Vellan enjoyed each other's company.

"...Fine... But if she begs, I don't mind sharing you with her... sometimes..." Vellan finally gave up and agreed as Lancelot grinned victoriously.

The carriage passed a group of Orcs dragging a huge, monster-sized deer behind their mounts, which growled at the carriage but were soon scared away by the sharp blades of the fierce war beasts growling back with a deeper and more deadly tone.

The driver controlling the war beasts waved at Lancelot through the small window as if to tell him to relax, who returned the gesture, showing the respect between warriors to one another as the carriage continued its journey.

Vellan sighed as she buried herself in Lancelot's embrace, muttering, "I wish we could stay like this forever... just you and me... not worrying about anything..."

"Unfortunately, life isn't so easy, Vell; we must work hard to achieve our dreams," Lancelot whispered.

"What if you become super strong and leave me alone?"

"How can I leave you alone when you're part of my army? Silly... I could never leave any of you alone; now, you aren't just Vellan to me, but I hope you will become one of my brides one day." Lancelot reassured Vellan, making her blush cutely.

"Idiot... Don't say something like that when you're already married!"

"Who says I can't marry more girls? If enough beauties want to marry me, I don't see why not." Lancelot shamelessly answered.

Vellan blushed as she bit Lancelot's hand before hugging him tightly, "Bad guy... If my sister wants to, then we will... I can't leave her alone. Otherwise, we can just have fun..." She whispered shyly.

Lancelot smirked at Vellan's cute, blushing face; he didn't force her further, knowing she had mixed feelings about it, unlike her sister, who was straightforward and honest with her desire.

Six hours passed before they arrived at the new territory for Camelot... the huge black walls shimmering with beauty and ferocity greeted Lancelot and Vellan as they neared the city it was preparing to become a kingdom with so many small villages being created from the destroyed minor races and monsters.

Large fortifications surrounded the territory, with dozens of towers acting as watchtowers for the many units protecting the region.

The black castle standing proudly in the middle of the town welcomed the travellers as they reached the tall gates; the lovely angel guards bowed at Lancelot as they opened the way.

'Wow... although smaller, that castle resembles the Raven Citadel.'

Once they entered, cheers erupted, welcoming Lancelot and Vellan as they gazed at the bustling streets filled with people going to their shops and buildings.

He was never expecting his territory to reach this state so soon... most thanks to his talented women, Morgana and Rena paired together months ago to buy extra summoning items for their current troops, like succubi and frost hares...

She also got five standard half-elf-archer summoning fortifications, with three in the capital and one in either of the two largest towns near the western border for constant reinforcements.

Guinevere was also very smart; she had been focused on getting farming, mining and trade skilled races and summoning items because, thanks to Lancelot, she had enough defenders each day; more than 200 would join her territories, and 500 would join Lancelot.

Although Lancelot wasn't sure if he could keep up with his army's growth, he felt confident since he had powerful allies like the Royal Guards, Morgana, Guinevere and Marimo, who seemed to have grown into their roles...

Now focused less on combat and more on dwarves to repair the walls, gnomes to create lovely clothes and items to trade for more items... Then, the help of Rena brought more demonic troops in exchange.

'I had no idea about all of this stuff... My women spoil me.'

"Oh? Why are they all here?"

"Husband... they probably missed you..."

He noticed Morgana, Marimo, Guinevere, Rena, and hundreds of troops waiting for him at the castle entrance... He knew it was a little wasteful to have them all waiting for him here, so he quickly dismounted the carriage with Vellan and walked towards the beautiful ladies.

"Driver, let's get down; thanks for the ride. You can rest and enjoy the city as long as needed." Lancelot shouted to his driver.

"Yes, boss!" The driver happily replied as the carriage left, leaving Lancelot with his women and troops.

Morgana, Guinevere, Marimo, Rena, and others were about to run towards Lancelot, but he stopped them, not wanting the pregnant women to be so active while he was overwhelmed by the affection of his lovely wives.

"Take care... you're carrying out children... behave, I'll come to you," Lancelot commanded, causing the women to nod shyly; only Rena and Morgana hugged him anyway, ignoring his words.

"We missed you..." They both whispered as Vellan was gentle, stepping back to let them all greet him, watching him from afar with a lovely smile.

"Oh... did you both?" Lancelot teased as Morgana giggled while Rena nodded cutely, kissing him passionately as Marimo stood a little away and gave a short bow. Her affection was subtle, but he knew it was burning like the sun under this pleasant bow.

"Come, Marimo, there is space for you too."

Marimo blushed as she slowly approached Lancelot, giving him a tight hug as Morgana and Rena laughed, teasing her, "Aww, the shy princess wants attention too!"

Lancelot didn't realise when or why, but he noticed that his women seemed to sort their differences out in private because they rarely fought in front of him... with Rena brushing Marimo's hair as she hugged my cheek and Morgana patting her head...

'I guess they both like having lots of younger siblings... Especially the large Rena.' Lancelot thought.

After greeting everyone, Lancelot invited them to the throne room; he wanted to learn how everything was going so far; he was always busy killing and training during the past months, even making a new country, before begging them for help...

Now, he had a short time before things would become hectic; There was the Ranking Battle at the Academy he HAD to take part in... then the eastern demon king, who was now something Lancelot was confident in fighting.

'With the Royal Guards and main army... I might win easily.' He thought as he walked alongside his women, smiling at the workers and soldiers bowing at him...

'Well, let's hear what they have to say and deal with the academy battle first.'

Now Inside the Throne Room... Lancelot sat comfortably on his luxurious throne, decorated with beautiful gemstones and runes, giving it a mysterious and mighty feeling that made him feel like a king.

He couldn't help but grin as he stared at Morgana sitting on his right and Guinevere on his left side... Marimo was beside Guinevere while Rena stood behind him, playing with his hair gently.

'I feel like she would make a great mother...' Lancelot thought as Rena brushed his hair lovingly while Morgana started talking.

"Husband, do you remember the orcish tribe mentioned to the west? They seem sure to want to wage war with Rena, so I was wondering if we could have our troops help back her up?" Morgana asked.

Lancelot turned to Rena, who nodded confidently, "If you need my troops, just take them. You are important to me, so don't be so distant." Lancelot said while nodding at Rena, who bowed happily.

"Haha, I am so happy~ I will bring victory." She said with a charming smile.

Marimo looked at Morgana with jealousy, her eyes looking at the stomachs.

"Umm... Husband, can I also go fight?" She asked, causing Lancelot to frown.

"Why would you need to fight, Marimo? I don't want to lose you..." Lancelot asked as Marimo pouted cutely, poking her finger cutely as she looked down.

"But I can fight... I can command troops well and have been training myself daily." She said, making Lancelot sigh.

"Marimo... I... Okay, as long as you take Ikumi and put your safety first." Lancelot finally gave in as Marimo nodded cutely, kissing his cheeks before returning to her position.

'They grew bolder...' He thought as Morgana pinched his ear.

"Husband, you spoil her too much... but I love the gentle you~ fufu."

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