Dreams of Envy and Desire
Meanwhile, Lati lay alone and lonely on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Her hands roamed over her breasts and between her thighs, drawing out ragged breaths. Marquelon had awakened her to the joys and pleasures of sex, yet the man himself remained oblivious. To make matters worse, he had left her behind without a word and spent the night elsewhere. The maid who waited for her master and captain could only feel deeply neglected. In an instant, she had been reduced to cold leftovers.
“Ahh, Captain…” Lati called out for Marquelon with desperate longing, her fingers moving with frantic intensity. She now knew her own sensitive spots far too well—places that brought her the most pleasure—thanks to her master’s thorough training.
Of course, Lati was not the only one feeling neglected. Tirga, rolling around alone on the floor of some nameless pocket dimension, felt the same. But Tirga had no right to complain. The shame of failing to protect her master already made it impossible to face Marquelon, yet loneliness was still loneliness.
“Ugh, this is so frustrating. I want to be in my master’s arms right now—why won’t he summon me?”
“Because your master has an elf wife now. How does it feel to be a loser who can’t even be used for stress relief anymore?”
“Shut up, spider woman!”
“Hehe. It was quite fun devouring the master while he slept soundly. To think you were hogging something this delicious all by yourself, you foolish girl.”
Tirga, thoroughly provoked, summoned lightning and gripped her massive warhammer with both hands. When she slammed it into the ground, a tremendous bolt of electricity erupted, cracking the earth as though an earthquake had struck. But Morvanel was nowhere to be seen. Having struck nothing but empty air, Tirga looked around in irritation, searching for the spider woman.
“Not a bad body. Exactly the type our master would like.”
“Wh-when did you—?”
Morvanel appeared behind Tirga and seized the warrior woman’s ample breasts with both hands. Tirga’s face flushed crimson with humiliation, yet she refused to be toyed with. Electricity crackled across her entire body. Morvanel simply fired a web behind her and retreated, dodging the attack with ease.
“How dare you insult a warrior! I’ll make you pay with your life!”
“You couldn’t even protect the master, yet you talk about killing me?”
“Shut up!”
Enraged, Tirga charged at blinding speed and swung her lightning-wreathed hammer. Morvanel dodged at the last possible moment without counterattacking. The cunning spider empress had noticed the electrical armor covering Tirga’s body and knew a reckless strike would be fatal. The result only made Tirga angrier.
What the hell is going on? Am I dreaming? Right, it has to be a dream. If this weren’t a dream, there’s no way I’d be watching two SSS-rank summons fight each other. Thank goodness it’s a dream. If they clashed like this in reality, even the imperial capital wouldn’t survive.
“Watching a fight really is entertaining. Would you like some popcorn?”
“What the—Manager? Uh… sorry about that request earlier. I was heading to the capital and ended up becoming an armless cripple.”
“It’s quite all right. I’m impressed you’re still functioning after such a horrific experience. I was worried you might be consumed by the sense of defeat.”
“Over something like that? My life’s been one long string of failures anyway. Did you think I’d be like some NTR protagonist, jerking off with my remaining hand in despair?”
“I like your sense of humor. In any case, you needn’t worry about that matter. I’ve already asked another candidate, so you can simply continue enjoying your isekai fantasy life, Marquelon.”
The dwarf offered me a bag overflowing with popcorn. It had been ages since I’d eaten any—even if it was only in a dream. Come to think of it, did the dwarf know about the martial artist who had eaten my arm?
“I’ve got a question. Do you know anything about the woman who did this to my arm?”
“From what I’ve investigated, she is not a participant in our project. Unfortunately, I have no information I can share.”
“So she came to this world through some other route. That’s going to be a pain to deal with.”
“It would be ideal if otherworlders came through our project, but alas, the laws of the world do not always cooperate.”
I’d have to dig up information the hard way. Before that, though, I needed to grow stronger. Charging in blindly again would only get another body part chopped off.
“So, do I have to return the summons I received?”
“The most despicable thing in the world is giving something only to take it back. Do I look that despicable to you? Consider them a gift.”
“Thanks.”
“One more thing. Your gacha doesn’t only produce summons. I recommend spinning it whenever you have the chance.”
What else could come out of the gacha, then? The dwarf tipped his silk hat in farewell and vanished. In the meantime, those two were still fighting to the death. Maybe I should step in before things got out of hand. Even if it was a dream, they were my strongest assets. If either of them got injured and became unusable, the loss would be catastrophic.
“Ah, Master!”
“Oh my, darling’s here?”
“Why are you two fighting? Get along.”
“But this spider wench insulted me!”
“Insulted? I merely spoke the truth.”
Haah. No matter how I looked at it, this wasn’t going to be resolved easily. Part of me wanted to strip them both and make them get along in bed, but I couldn’t summon two SSS-ranks at once.
“Master, please summon me again. Let’s travel together like before—adventuring side by side, sharing love every night…”
“Calm down, Tirga. There will be a time when I call you.”
“I don’t want to wait anymore. Even if I failed to protect you, I’ll do better from now on.”
“How shameless. A summon who couldn’t even protect her master still has the nerve to speak? Darling, you don’t actually want to keep such a foolish girl around, do you? I’m far better at protecting you. In bed, too, of course.”
Tirga or Morvanel—whom should I trust?
Good grief. To think I’d live to see two women catfighting over me. No, “catfight” was too mild—this was practically UFC level. I needed to correct my terminology.
“Enough! If you two disturb my dreams with this nonsense again, I won’t be summoning either of you.”
“Th-that’s…”
“Oh my, darling, how harsh.”
“Besides, Tirga, every time I summon you there’s thunder and lightning. You draw way too much aggro! I can’t just call you out in a city like this.”
“I’m sorry, Master. I can’t help that part.”
Tirga’s shoulders slumped, her eyes glistening with tears. If I left her like this, she’d turn into a broken heroine, mentally wrecked. As her master and as a man, I had a duty to comfort everyone with love. Even though she had failed to protect me and I’d lost an arm, the fault lay with the opponent’s strength, not Tirga’s weakness. I pulled her into a tight embrace for the first time in a long while. Even when she reduced her height to human size, she was still taller than me, so the hug ended up with me clinging to her instead. My head ended up buried between her large, beautiful breasts.
“Don’t cry, Tirga. I know you did your best.”
“I’m so sorry… *sob*. Even if it costs me my life, I’ll get revenge for you.”
If I only comforted Tirga, Morvanel would sulk, so I hugged her as well for fairness. Morvanel was tall for a woman, too. Maybe it was because of those long legs. After soothing both summons, I drifted out of the dream and back to reality.
When I opened my eyes, Morvanel was straddling me, looking down with a mischievous glint in her eyes. What the—when had she climbed on top of me?
“Morvanel?”
“Shh. The cute little elf lady might wake up.”
“What are you doing? I told you to hide.”
“But watching the two of you go at it so passionately made it impossible for me to hold back.”
Morvanel snapped her fingers, and her clothes vanished in an instant, leaving her completely naked. She grabbed my already-hard member and guided it inside her. It slid in to the hilt without resistance. This lewd spider woman hadn’t received any foreplay, yet she was already soaked. The sensation was tight, wet, and indescribably pleasurable.
“Kgh—stop it, Morvanel!”
“But isn’t it thrilling? Having sex with another woman right beside your beloved.”
Morvanel’s breasts silenced my protests. Ah, no—this was wrong, but somehow I was sucking on them without realizing it. Screw it. I gave in. We locked eyes and joined even deeper. I kneaded her ass, buried my face in her chest, and thrust wildly.
“Haa! Darling, harder!”
“Kgh—I’m coming!”
Unable to hold back any longer, I came hard inside Morvanel first thing in the morning. Ahh, I really was trash. Sleeping with another woman while my legal wife lay right beside me. Then again, Tirga and Morvanel were just summons, not women, right? And to control SSS-rank summons and absorb their power, sexual relations were an absolute necessity. Besides, I’d already done it with Lati.
“As expected, you’re the best. I’ll clean you up nicely.”
Her long tongue skillfully licked my shaft clean of every trace of semen and love juices. She said she wanted to continue but would stop here, then disappeared. I carefully turned my head to look at Richel. She was still breathing softly, fast asleep. Whew, thank goodness. Since I was already awake, I might as well wash up quickly and erase all evidence of the crime.
After finishing my bath, Richel finally stirred much later, sitting up. Her face glowed as though she had just applied a face pack. Even her just-woken-up appearance was beautiful—this had to be cheating! Or maybe something was wrong with my eyes.
“Mar, are you up?”
“Yeah. We should probably start getting ready to head back.”
“I want to sleep a little longer.”
“If you keep lazing around, Enarel and Lati will worry. Wake up already, sleepyhead!”
Playfully, I started tickling Richel mercilessly. She burst into giggles, grabbed me, and pushed me down onto the bed. The sight of the elf woman straddling me and brushing her hair back was incredibly seductive. Even though I had just finished once, my member stirred and hardened again.
“This is your own fault, Mar.”
“Oh no…”
Richel’s tongue flicked across my nipple while her hand wrapped around my shaft. To think I’d be devoured twice in one morning. A long while later, when the sun was already high in the sky, we finally returned home.