Seria's Jealousy Toward Lilith: Is Her Emotion Because of the Yin Gate?
Seria had actually been awake for quite some time. Thanks to the estrus spell engraved on her Yin Gate, she regained her senses far earlier than Morris's original plan.
"Haa, haa."
Seria watched Morris seeing off the emperor from the window. He greeted him with elegant poise. Her eyes couldn't tear away from Morris.
Thump, thump.
Every time she saw his face, his gestures, her heart pounded fiercely. When Morris looked up toward where Seria was, she collapsed to the floor, avoiding his gaze.
"Hoo, haa."
Her breathing grew even rougher. Her lower abdomen throbbed. A pressure built from deep inside, and her body heated up. It had been like this for weeks now, ever since Morris spent the night with Baekseol.
Seria began feeling this intense throbbing every time she thought of Morris. It was a strange jealousy. The jealousy of seeing the man who had always tormented only her now looking at another woman.
At first, she felt a sense of relief that she might escape. After a few days, anxiety set in. When he took her to the Siegfrieds and that emotion peaked.
Is he trying to abandon me? Has he found a replacement, so he won't seek me out anymore?
When Morris returned to the mansion and resumed her training, she felt relieved. He's not abandoning me.
The grueling two weeks of training that followed. Torment-like sessions where he blocked her climaxes and endlessly pumped pleasure into her nearly drove her mad, but she endured. She thought he'd praise her. She'd held out just as he wanted. She'd clung to her fading sanity until the end.
When Morris released the spell and the pent-up pleasure crashed over her, Seria blacked out, and she remembered nothing after that. No praise came upon waking. No "you did well," no comments on how good it felt.
And then the woman who looked just like her appeared. She claimed to be her biological mother.
Don't make me laugh.
That naked bitch living in a dog kennel wasn't her mother. She couldn't be.
How could a vulgar slut like that be...
They shared a face and hair, but that was it.
My real mother is the Duchess of House Siegfried. Definitely not some woman like that.
And after that day, Morris didn't touch Seria. He was busy, wandering elsewhere. Off treating his fiancée Emir's illness, and when he returned from her, he'd embrace Baekseol.
Am I just a fish already caught and reeled in?
Her jealousy exploded. She could endure it. No, she had no choice but to endure. He held absolute power, and she was merely a maid. Just a toy for his amusement.
At the same time, fear gripped her. What if the reason he doesn't touch me is...
The fear that it was because of that woman named Lilith. The dread that she could be replaced by her. The jealousy that Lilith might monopolize Morris.
Once ignited, the jealousy swirled in Seria's mind every day. And so, she thought of Morris constantly. Even while sleeping, while working, Morris filled her thoughts. Sometimes, the urge to throw herself into his arms surged.
Each time, Seria comforted herself, relieving her desires alone. One day, two days, a week... Before she knew it, Seria masturbated every day thinking of Morris. Imagining him ravishing her. Recalling her training sessions.
But no matter how much she masturbated or soothed herself, that sensation eluded her. It wasn't satisfying. It wasn't enough. She craved more. But she couldn't have it. This man wasn't looking at her.
Her body burned like fire. Her mind overflowed with the desire to cling to Morris.
When he returned from his outing, she approached him with a tantrum. That's when she caught another woman's scent on him. Not Emir, not Baekseol, not Lilith. Her instincts warned her. Even this unknown woman was a rival to beware.
Still, she believed no other woman could replace her. Only she could endure Morris's harsh training. He'd come back to her eventually. She alone could satisfy all his twisted desires.
But what was this right in front of her?
The emperor had clearly come and gone. He'd surely come looking for her. Yet the emperor had finished his business and left, and in the room he hurriedly checked, there was a naked Lilith and Morris gently laying her down.
No way.
Was this to show he could fool the emperor without her? Seeing Morris successfully deceive the emperor filled her with anxiety. Fear that she'd be deemed useless and cast out.
Seria now had nowhere to go without Morris. If he found someone who could fully replace her...
I, I'll...
Be abandoned? She'd already been discarded by the emperor and her father. She had no place left. The terror of losing her place dominated her.
She strode forward without hesitation and kissed Morris's lips.
"I'm not an idiot. No matter how strong the curse, I can endure that much."
Seria glared at Lilith with jealousy-filled eyes.
"So don't use that woman as my stand-in."
***
Seria kissed me while guiding my hand to her pussy, as if begging me to touch it. I pushed aside her panties and slowly stroked her already wet slit. Just that gentle caress made her body twitch.
I was startled at first by Seria's aggressive advances but quickly adapted.
"Aaah... Master, Morris..."
Feeling my hand on her pussy, Seria wrapped her arms tightly around me, ensuring I couldn't escape. Her body pressed against me through my shirt.
Aaah, Morris.
I won't let you go. Seria vowed. She'd make this man see only her.
"Morris... aaah..."
She kissed me repeatedly, calling my name. Like with the emperor, possessiveness surged. She wanted to make this man hers alone. No, it was far more intense than what she'd felt watching the emperor. She wanted him to see only her for life.
Is this love?
Her heart pounded wildly. This moment felt utterly blissful, as if her writhing jealousy and fear moments ago were a lie.
Seria slowly undressed me. Slowly, yet passionately. I pulled back from the kiss and asked,
"If I don't use a stand-in, does that mean you can endure it?"
"Yes."
I glanced at her glowing Yin Gate.
Did I set it too strong?
The magic engraved there was powerful enough to manipulate emotions. Seria's obsession with me was surely its effect. Craving my cock and semen—the Yin Gate's doing. She was mistaking that craving for love.
But I had no intention of blocking the emotions crashing into me. Now that I knew the emperor wanted Seria, she'd serve as a shackle to block him. I'd use anything usable.
As Seria undressed me, Lilith, who had been watching our kiss from the side, crawled over on all fours.
Seria glared at Lilith. The look of a cat eyeing a rival stealing her food. A cat that wanted to monopolize everything for herself.
But Lilith ignored it and pulled off my pants. Seeing that, Seria hurriedly stripped the rest of my clothes, yanking off my underwear as if refusing to lose.
My erect cock sprang out with a thwack, slapping Seria's face. Her gaze locked onto it.
"As expected of Master. So impressive."
Lilith spoke first.
"Shut up, you hag."
Then Seria grabbed my cock with her hand—without me even ordering it. Lilith lunged at me too, refusing to back down. This could turn into a fight.
"Both of you, stop."
"Hah, but..."
Seria looked at me with jealousy brimming in her eyes. I knew what worried her.
"I won't abandon you because of Lilith."
I stroked her head.
"Really? You really won't abandon me?"
Seria clutched my hand with both arms.
"Yes."
I nodded, and she rubbed her face against my hand like a cat. The Yin Gate's curse made her cling even more.
I stripped off Seria's maid uniform as she clung to me. Lilith's... was already torn.
"Qu-quickly..."
Seria grabbed my arm and dragged me to the bed. I'd follow her lead. I'd been neglecting her lately.
Today, I'll give her what she wants.
Seria sat me on the bed, then knelt before me and took my rigid cock into her mouth. I almost doubted if this was the prideful Seria.
As Seria savored my cock with her mouth, Lilith hugged me from behind. I felt her breasts and nipples pressing against my back.
"Kiss... please."
I kissed Lilith. Seria was too focused on sucking to notice what I was doing with Lilith.
"Fuuha."
Seria finally pulled back, breathing heavily. Only then did she notice my kiss with Lilith and puffed her cheeks.
"Lie down here. Today, I'll service you."
Angry about the kiss without her, her voice was sharp.
Seria gripped the base of my cock and licked my chest. Lilith, refusing to yield, fondled the precum-and-saliva-slick glans while licking my other breast.
I looked down at the mother-daughter duo lavishing desperate caresses on me.
"Good."
Truly beautiful women. Seria, the empire's flower, and Lilith, the former succubus transcendent. The continent's two most beautiful women serving me alone made my cock throb harder.
Their soft breasts against my body. Their enchanting scents intoxicating. Sight, sound, touch, smell—nearly all senses pleasured. Perfect service.
"I'll do anything for Master. Just give the order."
"What right does a powerless bitch like you have to step up?"
Even insulted, Lilith moaned lewdly in pleasure. Seria shouted back, refusing to lose.
"M-me too! I can do it! Anything Master orders."
"What can you do?"
Seria averted her eyes. She stammered,
"I-I can endure any training Master gives. Enjoy it, even."
I was honestly surprised.
"Is that so."
"Of course!"
"Intriguing. To hear such words from you, Seria."
"Th-this is..."
"Soon, I'll prepare a session just for you."
But today was her reward. Training could wait.
"Sebastian will have a hard time tomorrow."
"Pardon?"
"Your hips will give out, and you won't even be able to get up."
Was it my imagination, or did Seria's lips curve up slyly at my words?