Chapter 145: Matrimony
The gentle warmth of the morning sun touched her skin, carried by the pleasant breeze.
Lying on her side to avoid putting weight on her belly, Lily felt her entire body wrapped in a comforting sensation.
Several purple tentacles held soft cushions against her back, their slick, gelatinous lengths coated with love’s nectar, rubbing against her skin—proof of just how much they had cherished her the night before. Watching them with a smile, Lily let her heterochromatic eyes wander across her own body.
Bite marks dotted her skin everywhere. Her clothes, of which there was no trace, had been stripped away before she even noticed, leaving room for countless hickeys she could never hope to number.
Her body, though sweaty, carried a sweet fragrance. Lily knew such a thing was only possible because of one person—the one she couldn’t quite see fully at the moment.
“Mhn...”
A muffled moan slipped out as a wave of pleasure climbed her spine. Her gaze focused on the valley of her ample breasts—or more precisely, on the strands of purple hair peeking out between them.
“Nia... good morning.”
Whispering softly, Lily watched as two tiny hands reluctantly released the tips of her nipples, and a pair of drowsy crimson eyes emerged from the warmth between her breasts.
“Mhn... Lily... good morning...”
Her beloved wife, still caught between sleep and the embrace of her body, rubbed her crimson eyes a few times.
“Nhm...” Moving carefully, Nia crawled backward on the bed, withdrawing her throbbing cock from inside her lover.
Like a dam bursting, a thick stream of seed spilled from Lily’s swollen vagina. Watching the white, viscous fluid drip down onto the sheets, Nia cupped her flushed cheeks with both hands.
Lily couldn’t help but laugh softly at her wife—who, unable to resist after their night of love, had fallen asleep without even pulling out of her. She shifted to sit up and move closer for a hug.
But the silver-haired girl immediately noticed something as she sat upright.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to walk just yet, will I?”
With a teasing smile on her lips, Lily glanced between her thighs.
Having Nia’s cock inside her the entire night had proved far more overwhelming than she imagined. Her vagina, having reached the peak of pleasure countless times, was more sensitive than ever. Her insides, stuffed full of seed, continued to overflow, and she felt small spasms with every movement she tried to make.
And that wasn’t all.
Tracing a finger along her rear entrance, Lily shivered as she felt the familiar comfort of a purple tentacle sliding back inside her again.
“It was more than twenty times, wasn’t it? My naughty girl gave me so many orgasms I couldn’t even keep count.”
Pulling Nia closer to her face, Lily noticed the soft blush blooming on the girl’s cheeks. Unable to meet her eyes, Nia immediately buried her face back between her wife’s breasts.
“I got so excited I couldn’t hold myself back.” Peeking timidly with only her eyes between the warm mounds, Nia tightened her embrace around Lily, each of her tentacles coiling back into their usual place.
“There’s nothing wrong with that, my bad girl~”
Gently, Lily slid her fingers through her wife’s silky purple hair, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead before continuing.
“I love it when you make me feel good, after all. But since we’ll have to go out today, it seems I’ll need your help with the day’s activities.”
Lily had already asked her wife, on more than one occasion, to make love to her so intensely that she couldn’t walk, as a way to heighten their intimacy. But now, truly, her hips trembled with countless little spasms that sent waves of absolute pleasure through her—it was impossible for her to even think about setting her feet on the floor in such a state.
“I’ll help Lily!”
Sliding her arms beneath Lily’s back and legs, Nia jumped from the bed in a single bound. In the blink of an eye, her gelatinous matter wrapped around them, forming a luxurious nightgown over both their bodies.
“Let’s eat before we go.” A portal, shimmering like a starry sky, opened before them, and Nia stepped through swiftly, arriving in the kitchen.
Even though she could create the nutrients Lily needed, that wasn’t the only thing to consider. Breakfast was one of the most important meals of the day, known for its ability to lift one’s mood. And Lily’s happiness meant more to the metamorph than anything else—so there was no way she would let her beloved leave on an empty stomach.
Carefully setting Lily onto one of the chairs by the counter, Nia glanced down at herself. After losing control the night before, sweat and... well, other things still lingered across her chest and thighs. With a moment’s focus, the metamorph cleansed her body, all fluids vanishing as though they had never been there in the first place.
Even though it was, in the end, just her own gelatinous substance, Nia concluded that cooking without clothes didn’t feel quite right. So, with a shimmer, a thin violet apron materialized around her.
“What does Lily want to eat?” Nia asked.
The silver-haired girl couldn’t deny that she was craving food—but even after an entire night of lovemaking, the instant her eyes fell on her wife, Lily swallowed hard, her cheeks flushing red.
Unaware of the sensuality in what she was wearing, Nia brushed against her, the alluring scent of her body invading Lily’s senses. The apron, covering only the front, left her plump backside completely exposed—rosy skin gleaming invitingly, drawing Lily’s gaze.
“Hm, how about...” Pulling Nia by the waist, Lily cupped both handfuls of her wife’s round ass. “You?”
“Nyaaaah!”
The meaning of her words struck, and Nia’s face flushed beet red instantly, a loud moan spilling from her lips.
“Mhn... Lily, seriously, what do you want to eat?”
Her crimson eyes darted away, unable to hold Lily’s gaze, while her small arms flailed in flustered panic. She didn’t need to breathe, yet her hot breath escaped in hurried pants. The warmth of Lily’s body—barely apart for even a few seconds—was so inviting that, before she realized it, an erection had already grown hard between her legs.
“I am serious~” Pressing her ample breasts against her wife’s, Lily opened her mouth wide, speaking with playful insistence. “Your wife wants your hot milk to start the day... won’t you give it to her?”
Whispering those last words so erotically, there was no way any other answer could follow.
Climbing onto the counter, Nia lifted the apron slightly, revealing her throbbing shaft without hesitation.
“Seeing you so hard like this... I can’t resist wanting to help you relieve yourself~”
Still covered in a viscous liquid, Lily had no difficulty spreading her wife’s legs and skillfully wrapping her tongue around the swollen glans.
“Nhm...”
Placing both hands over her flushed face, Nia could barely contain the hot breath leaving her mouth as Lily used both hands to squeeze the base of her shaft, slowly stroking from bottom to top.
“Lily...”
Unable to stop herself from calling out her wife’s name, Nia felt the pair of hands squeezing her throbbing member intensely. Saliva dripped from Lily’s mouth as she wrapped her lips around the glans and pushed her head back and forth.
Lily knew that normally she would have to masturbate her wife’s penis several times before she finally released everything. However, due to all the activity from the previous night, she was confident she could calm her wife’s morning erection with the right technique.
“Nyaaaaaaah”
Pushing her head down so the girl’s entire length sank deep into her body, Lily felt the hot walls of her throat being stretched by the throbbing shaft.
Saliva began pouring from her mouth uncontrollably, her tongue eagerly rubbing against her wife’s penis.
“Lily... Nhm... Lily...”
Unable to resist the shiver of pleasure, Nia grabbed her wife’s head, pulling her tighter against her, keeping her shaft as deep as possible inside the girl’s throat in the process.
Nia could feel her toes curling, her back giving in as she collapsed over her wife’s head in an embrace. Her tongue, already hanging out, brushed against her wife’s silver hair. The metamorph could feel every part of her body being caressed, the amalgam of pleasurable sensations sending small climaxes flooding into her mind.
“Lily... I love you! Cum... I’m going to cum...”
The sensitivity of having remained inside her wife the entire night had proven overwhelming. As Lily’s tongue licked her and the throat that felt like it was on fire squeezed her madly, Nia could feel her loins beginning to tremble, the tip of her shaft poking frantically against the insides of her wife’s body. Every fiber of her being warned her she was about to ejaculate.
“Nhm... Nyah...! Cumming...! Lily...!”
No matter how many times she had already done it in the past hours, the moment a powerful orgasm flooded her mind and every muscle in her body contracted, Nia felt a colossal load of her semen burst into Lily’s body, filling the girl’s stomach.
“Cumming... Mhn... Cumming!”
Like the pervert she knew she was, Nia didn’t dare release her wife’s head until every last drop of viscous liquid had finished filling her.
When the final drop was at last released directly into her stomach, Lily spent the next minute licking the entire length of her wife’s shaft.
Having Nia so deep in her throat was one of the things that most brought her comfort and peace. Lily didn’t rush, licking in circular motions and calmly sucking so her sensitive wife would feel loved.
After finally making sure that every inch had received her love properly, Lily let the shaft slide out of her mouth, planting one last timid kiss directly on the rosy glans before her eyes turned to gaze at her beloved.
“Thank you for the meal~” she said teasingly as she licked her lips, staring at her wife who still twitched lightly from the orgasm.
Having released literally to the very last drop, Nia was completely satisfied, a genuine sigh of pleasure escaping as her tongue slowly slid back into her mouth.
“Whenever Lily wants my sperm, just tell me, ok? It’s all Lily’s, I’ll never let you go without.” Peeking shyly through the fingers covering her face, Nia whispered, blushing as red as a beet.
Leaning her body forward, Nia placed a quick kiss on her beloved’s cheek before showing a timid look of satisfaction. Lily couldn’t help but laugh at such an adorable gesture; she knew exactly why Nia was restraining herself from giving in to her libido again at that moment.
“I think I’m in the mood for a sandwich with coffee. Could you make that for me, my love?”
The moment those words left her mouth, Nia quickly jumped off the counter with a bright smile on her face. Without wasting a second, the purple-haired girl headed toward the kitchen pantry, several tentacles sprouting from her back as she began selecting her ingredients.
Leaning against the counter and resting her head on her hand, Lily felt her cheeks soften as she watched her wife at work. Though she had spent a long time alone, she had never really learned to cook more than the basics. So, seeing her beloved so dedicated to learning how to prepare meals just for her, Lily couldn’t help but fall in love all over again.
“Hihi~ What should I put in?” Nia asked with a small giggle, glancing over her options while bouncing lightly on her feet.
The back of the kitchen held a variety of vegetables and dairy products she had purchased, carefully kept cool by ice crystals.
Determined to become the cook of the house, Nia had studied many recipes, and now she was resolved to prepare only the best for her wife.
Grinding the coffee beans and heating water with the help of her tentacles, the purple-haired girl, dressed only in an apron, carefully sliced a loaf of bread with a thin black thread and filled it with her chosen ingredients.
After finishing the brew and pouring it into a cup, Nia skillfully held the neatly prepared sandwich in her hand and conjured a portal that resembled a starry sky.
“This reminds me of how we used to eat together before.”
Unable to contain her smile, Lily looked around the living room she had arrived in just a second later, the soft couch she sat on only second to the softness of the thighs of the girl now sitting on her lap.
“Mnh... Lily really likes my butt, doesn’t she?” Nia teased, shivering as her wife’s playful fingers traced along her thighs.
“I love everything about you. I love you so much I can barely contain myself,” Lily whispered between warm breaths, her chin comfortably resting on the purple-haired girl’s shoulder.
“You don’t need to hold back with me, Lily... Nhm... Ah... I’m all yours, so you can do whatever you want.”
Rubbing her back against Lily’s ample chest, Nia happily continued eating her half of the sandwich while helping feed her beloved with her tentacles.
“Delicious~” Lily smiled in satisfaction, grateful both for the sandwich offered to her lips and for her wife’s soft butt that she never stopped caressing.
Back when she only had her small house, Lily could only afford a single slice of bread, the cold mist and loneliness making each of her days painful.
“Thank you for taking such good care of me, my love. I love you.”
But now, Lily couldn’t hold back the joy she felt, not even for a moment. Wrapping her arms around her wife’s waist, she planted several kisses on Nia’s neck and shoulder.
“Hihi~” Unable to hide her smile, Nia turned her blushing face toward her beloved. “I love you, Lily.”
Seeing the girl act so adorably pushed Lily’s mind to the limit. If they didn’t need to leave, she could have easily continued pampering and caressing her wife the entire day.
“I think we’d better go or we’ll be late. When we come back, we can relax~” Lily said softly, noticing that Nia had finished her meal as well.
Nodding her head, Nia stood up, holding Lily in her arms as she formed their black dresses from her gelatinous material.
A starry-sky-like portal opened, but before stepping through, Lily closed her eyes and focused for a moment.
“Come, Akasha.”
Perhaps because it was a monster, or perhaps because it was a little more aware of its surroundings than the other fairies, the way Akasha reacted to Lily’s thoughts was certainly different from other contractors and their fairies.
Lily remembered other contractors calling their fairies by chanting a long phrase and channeling their mana to make sure the message reached them. Yet, without using any of that—just a single mental message—it didn’t even take a full minute before the black wolf appeared in the living room.
Circling around Nia’s body as if wrapping her with its tail, the black wolf gave a single nod. Receiving a brief nod in return, its body glowed in bluish tones, and a wooden staff appeared in Lily’s hands.
“Is it just me, or did the two of you get a little closer?”
Confused by their interaction, Lily stared at the staff, which pulsed faintly with light, and at the metamorph, who merely shrugged.
“I went for a walk with the puppy yesterday,” Nia said, without further explanation.
Placing the staff at her side, Lily tightened her arms around her wife’s neck, a smile curling on her lips at seeing the two of them getting along a little better.
Nia then carried her wife gently through the portal, arriving at a familiar corridor of a castle.
“I wonder what Thelira wants to talk about,” Lily remarked, observing the many workers repairing the royal castle.
Even though only a few days had passed, the repairs looked nearly complete, proof that everyone was committed to rebuilding the city.
Moving quickly through the castle to avoid unnecessary conversations, Nia made her way to the room where they had been told to meet. But just before crossing the door, she stopped at the entrance.
“Nia?”
Watching her wife hesitate, Lily wondered if something was wrong. Still held in Nia’s arms, the silver-haired girl tilted her head slightly and pushed the door open just enough with her hand—only for her face to flush completely red when she peeked inside.
“Aster, just because you’re the oldest doesn’t mean you can monopolize the nectar.”
Frowning, a girl with green hair covering her violet eyes through her bangs spoke in an irritated tone, her hands busy massaging the modest breasts of the girl sitting on her lap.
“Mmh... Calla, you can’t be spoiled. You’ve already had plenty today—it’s our turn now, right, Bell?”
Kneeling on the floor with her tongue buried deep in a soaked vagina, a busty girl rubbed her fingertips against a clitoris while her lips eagerly sucked all the sticky nectar spilling out.
“Yes... Nhm... Aster’s right.” Sitting on the couch, a short-haired girl with thick thighs ran her tongue across her beloved’s pink lips, slipping it inside to taste her saliva with teasing movements.
And then, being teased all at once by three different girls, a rabbit-eared, twin-tailed girl rolled her pink eyes back as another orgasm overwhelmed her mind.
Selene’s hips convulsed, another wave of her sticky juice filling Aster’s mouth while Bell explored hers. As if that weren’t enough, Calla—who insisted she sit on her lap instead of the couch—had stripped off the top of her patched red dress, frantically massaging her nipples while pressing her modest breasts against Selene’s back.
“-!?” Frozen at the doorway, Lily’s eyes went wide at the scene unfolding before her.
Her startled gasp must have been too loud, because the three green-haired girls quickly moved, adjusting Selene’s underwear and their own maid outfits.
Leaving Selene on the couch, the three women rushed to the door. Though their faces were flushed red, covered in sweat and sticky nectar, they showed no hint of panic. Opening the door, they bowed to the newcomers.
“Good morning, Lady Lily, Lady Gardenia. Her Highness Thelira will arrive shortly. Please wait here.”
Speaking in a gentle tone, Aster guided them to the sofa in the tea room, before bowing once more and leaving the chamber.
Still staring at the three girls, her expression frozen in shock, Lily turned to Nia, who tilted her head.
“They were the three maids Thelira scolded for trying to spy on us in the bath that day.”
Shrugging lightly, as if uninterested in the situation, the metamorph walked over to the sofa, carefully choosing a spot with no trace of sweat before sitting down, Lily still in her arms.
Beside them, a rabbit-eared girl was slumped on the couch so limply that even when a tentacle poked her shoulder, she gave no reaction.
“Lily, I think Selene is dead.”
Unsure whether her wife was joking or stating a fact, Lily used one hand to poke the rabbit girl’s cheeks several times.
“Selene? Selene?”
Lily whispered, and a loud, startled scream erupted in response.
“No! At least spare my butt! It’s still too sensitive! No! Let me rest for an hour!”
Springing up on the sofa and curling into a fetal position, Selene covered her crotch with one hand and her rear with the other, her legs kicking frantically as her desperate gaze darted around.
Yet, once her pink eyes—hazy from orgasms clouding her mind—finally managed to focus, she realized who was sitting beside her on the sofa.
“Uh... Rival?”
She whispered in confusion, sitting up as her flushed face grew even redder when the reality of the situation sank in.
“Yes... it’s me...” Lily murmured, at a loss for words.
From Selene’s neck down to her arms and fingers, small bite marks of varying sizes were scattered across her body. If that wasn’t enough, her seemingly new tights were so soaked that the fabric was clinging to the couch.
When she finally realized Selene had gone missing, Lily asked Nia if she knew anything. Her wife explained that she had felt Selene’s presence in one of the barracks, and judging from the state of her body, it seemed she had been receiving treatment.
Since Selene had fought in a major battle, Lily thought it best to leave her at the palace, where she could receive medical support from the finest doctors in the world, rather than simply sending her home. What she hadn’t imagined was that, in the few days without supervision, the three-star mage would end up in such a state.
Just as Lily was about to ask what had happened, a new voice filled the room.
“Good morning, Lady Lily, Lady Gardenia, Lady Selene.”
Thelira stepped into the room with a spring in her step and sat on the sofa across from them.
“Forgive me for the delay. This week has truly been long. Of the six influential houses that made up the Council of Elders, four were involved in some way with the insurrection. Investigating just how far their ties went required exhausting interrogations.” Thelira spoke in a weary tone. For the first time, she genuinely seemed to have spent more time awake than asleep, yet her emerald eyes still carried a faint, cold aura even as a smile curved her lips and she finished her words. “And I also had to make sure the remaining ones told me exactly what they disliked about my sister’s rule, so we can resolve it together.”
Removing a few pieces of her long dress, Thelira discreetly slipped off her sandals and went barefoot. Even though she could now wear normal clothing, in these past few days of trial and adjustment, she had found lighter outfits far more comfortable—so she wasted no time stripping down to only what was strictly necessary.
“Since Lady Lily told me a bit about your story before, I’ve always wanted to talk with you more, Lady Selene.”
Speaking in a cheerful tone, the golden-haired girl smiled, and the red-faced rabbit-eared woman answered, subtly startled.
“R-Really?” Selene stammered.
“Besides being a younger sister who worries about her elder sister, you also have such a noble heart to help others. You fought so hard to protect the palace and everyone inside. Truly, thank you very much.”
Bowing her head without worrying about titles or formalities, Thelira expressed her deep gratitude toward the girl.
“Given the state of things, I’m afraid I wasn’t able to provide much for your stay. I hope our nurses’ care has been effective in helping you recover from your wounds.”
“T-There’s no need to thank me! E-Everything was great!” Unable to handle royalty treating her with such respect, Selene also bowed her head, not knowing how to react.
“And congratulations on your marriage! Though having three wives might seem greedy, I’m sure you’ll love them with much affection, care, and tenderness!”
“Thank you, your words are very kind… what?”
Unable to finish her sentence, Selene froze on the spot, wondering if she had heard wrong.
“Thelira… what are you talking about?” Lily, still sitting in Nia’s lap, asked with the same shocked expression as the rabbit girl.
“Oh, that’s right. The reason I called you two here today is to explain the details. Since our lifespan is longer, our libido is extremely lower compared to other species. That’s why elves have the tradition of saving themselves until they meet their life partner.”
Resting her hands against her cheeks and swinging her legs back and forth on the sofa, Thelira gazed at Selene.
“As a mage and demi-human, your lifespan must also be far greater than expected, Lady Selene. So now that you’ve already had your night of copulation, I’ll be releasing them from their palace duties so they may follow you home and live as your wives.”
The elf’s smile deepened.
“And don’t worry about the bureaucratic details. As the Sage, I have the authority to formally certify your marriage, so you are now a resident of Lampides as well. Should you speak with any elf on the continent, you’ll be treated as one of us. Of course, there will still be barriers of prejudice, but I’ll do my best to make sure none of that becomes a problem.”
Her emerald eyes narrowed, and she continued speaking happily, her cheeks flushing red.
“To win the hearts of three of my maids in a single day—just as expected of a friend of Lady Lily and Lady Gardenia. By the way, since everything happened so quickly, it seems you haven’t met their families yet. There’s no need to rush, of course—they spoke so highly of you that their parents accepted you even without you being an elf. But if you’d like to prepare gifts and visit them in the near future, that would certainly help everyone see how other races can be good as well. As for the ceremony… honestly, given your heroic deeds, I would love to hold a grand celebration. But as you can see, we’re still facing a major financial deficit. We can hold a formal ceremony later if that’s still what you all wish.”
Lily’s gaze drifted between Thelira—whose expression showed just how much she cherished love—and Selene, who had just been told she was married to three women without even knowing it, and now sat utterly frozen in place.