A Special Night at the Temple (1)
Lucia jumped at Rozette's words.
"Pardon? What do you mean by that?"
She wondered if she'd misheard and looked at Rozette's face. But her expression was dead serious.
Seduce Yulian together? What on earth does she mean?
Rozette continued as she saw Lucia's bewilderment.
"Well... I haven't had many deep talks with you yet, Lady Lucia, so this might be presumptuous. But we're all going to be Yulian's wives someday, right?"
In that instant, Lucia felt the blood rush to her face.
Wife... Right. Someday, I'll be Yulian's wife...
Just as Rozette said. She and Rozette had both entered Yulian's harem. But in Iseland, the very concept of a harem had originally been utterly foreign.
It only existed in the ancient eastern kingdom before the Demon Kingdom was founded.
That long-extinct kingdom's king was said to have taken countless women into his palace as concubines. The place where those beautiful consorts resided was called the harem.
Even Grius, who had incited the current rebellion, was rumored to have imitated that culture and built his own harem. But Yulian's harem was entirely different from that human custom.
Demon dragons die if they don't form a harem.
Like a whale that could breathe with lungs but would suffocate under its own weight on land.
Demon dragons possessed far greater power than their dragon kin. But without a proper outlet, that power crushed their own bodies.
The way to release that overflowing strength was through a demon dragon's harem.
Lucia knew this well, having heard the details from Tricia and Cecilia.
She briefly explained it to Rozette.
"Yes, that's right. I've heard Yulian needs a harem because of his demon dragon instincts..."
"But that doesn't mean a demon dragon forms a harem with just any woman. To release that overflowing energy, as you said, he needs women who are an extremely good physical match for him."
At the words "physical match," Lucia blushed once more.
Rozette... She's bolder than I thought.
But she couldn't deny it.
Lucia had a phobia of men. Until her first time with Yulian, she'd never once entertained sexual thoughts in her life.
Yet after being with him, she found herself unconsciously recalling their nights together far too often.
That massive shaft, which had seemed impossible to take inside her at first, now slipped in and out naturally.
The sensation of it filling her completely was pure ecstasy. Lucia could no longer deny it. What they called a "physical match" felt too good to her.
That's actually why...
Not long ago, when they'd gathered at the atelier for Sielertia's revival. Even with Eirin and Cecilia there—women she got along well with—she'd ended up seducing Yulian outside.
Lucia liked Eirin and Cecilia. But she also envied them.
Eirin, who had spent so many long years with Yulian. Cecilia, bound to him by dragon blood. Compared to their fated connections, her own bond with Yulian felt far too short.
So deep down, she wanted more ties with him. More intimacy.
No. What am I thinking? This trip to the Primordial Forest is for Yulian's training.
She tried to redirect her thoughts, but Yulian's naked form and those ecstatic nights flashed in her mind unbidden.
Fortunately, Rozette didn't notice her reaction and pressed on.
"So, there's a reason Yulian chose us as harem members. O-Of course, physical compatibility isn't everything..."
Rozette seemed a bit flustered, rambling slightly, but Lucia got the point.
At the very least, any woman Yulian selected for his harem meant he felt a strong attraction to her.
Is that... really true? Does Yulian feel that way about me?
But Lucia doubted herself. Every other harem member brimmed with femininity and beauty.
Aside from swinging a sword, Lucia knew nothing about being a woman. Compared to the alluring Eirin and Cecilia, she felt hopelessly inadequate.
The other harem members are all so captivating. Even Rozette here, cute enough to win a whole denomination's adoration.
So aside from throwing herself at him bodily like last time, Lucia had no idea what to do.
Her whole life had been spent wielding a sword with her body, after all.
Is there anything I can do besides lunging at him with my body...?
Even then, she wasn't sure if her body truly satisfied Yulian. She finished her brief reflection and asked Rozette.
"By the way, Lady Rozette. What did you mean about seducing Yulian?"
"R-Right! So, we're all starting from the same line, aren't we? Sure, Yulian's engaged to Princess Lilia by human standards. But a demon dragon's harem hierarchy works differently. Now's the crucial time!"
"Now's the..."
"Once the hierarchy is set, the demon dragon beds them in order. The lower you rank, the fewer nights you get with Yulian."
Rozette's face hardened with resolve.
"Even though sweet Eirin is in the harem too, I have no intention of losing! Especially not to Chloe! And since the hierarchy isn't settled yet, this is the perfect chance to seduce Yulian and climb higher. We've come all the way to this distant Primordial Forest!"
Lucia felt like she'd been hammered in the back of the head. It was an aggressively proactive mindset, utterly unlike her own passivity.
As expected of the magic division's top student rep. She thinks on a whole different level. So smart!
Rozette was right. If an opportunity arose, she had to seize it. Whatever it took to make Yulian notice her more.
Lucia nodded cautiously, and Rozette began outlining her plan.
"Yulian said he'd repay your training with wet dreams tonight. But before that..."
***
An elven priestess guided me to the bedroom.
"Your companions are inside. Call for me anytime if you need anything."
The temple had assigned the three of us the same lodging.
It wasn't some tiny shrine incapable of separate rooms. Knowing my identity as a demon dragon, the priests must have viewed my companions as harem members.
Well, facts are facts. Nothing strange there.
The priestess bowed politely and left. Before opening the bedroom door, I recalled my promise to the two of them today.
I said I'd nearly kill them in their wet dreams.
Knowing their feelings, I'd dangled the bait to motivate them for more intense training.
And it worked—their bodies still ached despite the priests' healing.
But wet dreams have their limits.
In that moment, Luiril whispered softly.
Real lust tastes far better to me. Mingling bodies while baring all desires is naturally far lewder in reality than in dreams.
She had a point.
Wet dreams tapped the unconscious, so their content could be plenty lewd.
But just as watching porn a hundred times couldn't compare to real sex in raw obscenity, Luiril's "food"—lust—tasted far richer in reality than in dreams.
"I know, but I'm genuinely tired today."
Her words implied jumping the two women inside. But I really was exhausted this time.
These aren't just any women—they're my heroines. They'd milk me dry until my balls hit empty.
Heroines chosen by my demon dragon instincts as wives. Light one-or-two-round romps wouldn't cut it with them.
Of course, this was the special Primordial Forest. Like how women abroad turned brazenly open, Rozette and Lucia might transform unpredictably.
That lewd scenario was probably what Luiril anticipated.
Satisfying her does reward me with magi, though...
But my tyrant wasn't that easy anymore. Even after countless conquests, it had forgotten how to get hard from sheer fatigue.
"So I'll make them cum their brains out in their dreams... Huh?"
The moment I opened the bedroom door, those words proved hilariously wrong as I got hard instantly.
***
"Welcome, Yulian."
"Welcome back, Yulian!"
As I entered the bedroom, the two approached me. The sight of them left me flustered.
Why are they dressed like that?
It was already late night. They'd arrived first, so pajamas made sense. But these weren't just pajamas—they were sinfully provocative.
Sheer mesh nightdresses. The thin fabric let their skin shine through translucently.
And beyond the cloth, their intimate areas peeked teasingly. Pretty breasts. And down below, that place.
They'd stripped off bras and panties, wearing only the nightdresses.
And why is Rozette suddenly speaking casually to me?
The mood was odd. Like wives greeting a husband home from work. They flanked me, standing side by side.
"You must be exhausted today."
Lucia whispered in my ear. My first thought was demure housewife—but no, it screamed sultry temptress.
They pressed against me like they were about to offer some naughty service.
"We'll relieve your fatigue, so sit there quick."
Rozette tiptoed to whisper in my ear too. Her soft breasts pressed fully against my arm.
Deliberate skinship, no doubt.
"Hoo... It touched... ♡"
She blew hot breath into my ear as I registered the sensation.
We'd always been casual friends, but this upward-inflected Rozette brimmed with erotic allure unlike her usual cuteness.
Rozette does have witch blood...
Thus they clung to me, feigning innocence with their touches.
Fine, Rozette I get. But Lucia too? Why?
Lucia's cheeks flushed red. The usually taciturn, cool-faced Lucia was blatantly seducing me.
Fine wives you've got. Eager to soothe their husband's weariness—what's not to praise? Hehe.
Luiril laughed heartily. The bedroom reeked of erotic tension enough to delight a lust archduchess.
"Then, Yulian. Sit on the edge of the bed for a moment?"
Guided by them, I perched on the bed's edge. Lucia climbed atop it. Rozette slipped between my legs, preparing their next move.
And then Lucia whispered in my ear.
"Tonight, we'll melt away your fatigue. Just sit still and do nothing. Mmm..."
Lucia nibbled my earlobe with her lips. As she drew close, her lewd scent enveloped me, blood surging straight to my cock.
"My, even exhausted, your cock's already like this..."
Simultaneously, Rozette—now between my thighs—began stroking my bulging pants.
Soon, the two stripped me bare.