Deep in the night, as Freya finally fell asleep, her son had returned and took to his shared bedroom with Charlotte as well. Tired to the bones from everything that he'd gone through, he wished to fall asleep and wake up only when this nightmare of an army was already dealt with.
In separate rooms, they fashioned a dream, seeing each other through the haze of their weariness–only to be separated right after with walls that replicated the inn. Alone yet again in her dream, Freya's body burned with repressed desire. Her hands glided down her breasts and pushed them upwards to release some of the tension from carrying those hefty tits all day.
A relieved sigh left her lips as she opened her eyes to the dream. As dark as when she'd gone to sleep, yet somehow the darkness wasn't affecting her vision. Almost as if it wasn't her eyes that she was using to perceive her surroundings, instead, it was another sense picking up on everything. And that very sense perked her up a second before the door to her room cracked open.
Lifting the bedsheets over her chest, she narrowed her vision to the sight of Custer walking in. Wearing nothing but a pair of cream-pink panties and a bra, Freya kept herself covered with the blanket squeezed tight over her breasts.
"What are you doing here, Custer?" She asked, trying to stand up.
A sudden hand on her shoulder, however, forced her to remain seated. Startled by the touch, Freya turned her head at the woman next to her.
"Cecilia? What are you two doing here?!" Even in her dream, she could feel her heart pounding. A tension was building up within her heart, urging her to get up and leave. And yet, the weight from Aura's hand, which had already been lifted, was keeping her from moving at all. "What's going on?"
"Nothing~ Just enjoy this moment, why won't you?" Holding Freya by the chin, Aura leaned closer to her face, and in a flash, her body was swapped with Zephyr's. "Being true to your desires, what better place than a dream to see how far you can take things?"
"I–"
"Shush now~" Pressing a finger on her lips, Zephyr pushed her back. As she fell, her hands fell to the sides, revealing her perfect breasts bouncing everywhere. Eyeing the nipple sticking out from her bra, the fiend leaned his body over her and, with a practiced move, began circling her hardened nipple through her bra. "Just enjoy the moment. You of all people deserve a break from chaos."
"I… I guess so." Half knowing that it's a dream, Freya's legs spread a little to make room for Custer's frail-looking body. Her hand reached out to his face, and she gently caressed it. "Oh shit, your skin is so soft."
Gasping at that tender touch, she looked into Zephyr's eyes. Holding her gaze, the fiend leaned forward, but right as their lips were about to touch, he asked.
"Do you want me, Freya?" The mother's eyes quivered to the question; she did not know what wanting Custer would entail. "Do you want me to be your man, maybe just here for the moment, but still do you want me to hold you like you're mine?"
As her panic passed and clarity descended on her, Freya felt the need to push away. However, in the end, as her fingers ran through his hair, she answered not with words but a kiss with a hungry tongue. Sucking on his inside, she swallowed his essence and curled her tongue around his. Moving her tongue up and down all the while sucking on it, she threw all caution to the wind and made out in a way like she never had with either of her husbands.
"Awww~ Hungry for breakfast already?" Pulling herself a chair, Aura bit her lips while watching the two wrapped in each other's arms. Wasting no time at all, the archmaiden slipped her hands down her belly and then inside her hotpants. "Fucking slut wanted to kiss my husband for days, I knew it ehehe~!"
Pinching her clit, she rubbed it between her fingers, all the while Zephyr moved past Freya's bra and toyed with her nipples the same way. Wringing them between the thumb and the pointer, he had her trying to roll away from his harsh touch. And yet every time her body was about to escape that nipple torture, she rolled right back into the merchant boy's touch.
"Mhnmm~ Not so rough… AhhH~!" While resisting with her words, Freya made no more attempts to get away from the young man. Instead, pushing her chest at him, she broke their kiss and, through sheer instinct, locked her legs around his hips. "I–it's warm…"
Blushing as she felt his giant cock pressing against her panties, she looked startled into Custer's eyes. The throbbing of his dick against her panties, as well as its warmth passing into her groin, was more than enough to shatter what little restraint she had left.
"Can I–" Growing red as a peach, she reached down the merchant's belly and caressed the outline of his cock through his clothes. "Touch it?"
"You already are," Zephyr laughed, and Freya joined him with an awkward laugh of her own.
"I guess I am, huh?" Swallowing the saliva pooled inside her mouth, she could still taste Custer inside her mouth. "How big are you? It feels like a giant's."
Chuckling at her question, Zephyr moved his hand down from her breasts until it reached her hips. Pressing his fingers against her groin, he answered with a question of his own.
"Why don't you measure it here? Not just its length but the girth, the veins, and every inch, and the way that they pulse. What do you say?"
Feeling a burn in her groin as Zephyr massaged her womb with his fingers, Freya stared at him with a dazed look. Baffled and confused, yet considering his offer to measure his monstrous thing. Wrapping her fingers a little together around his dick, she huffed a hefty sigh and, with a smile, exclaimed.
"I… I want to measure it with my body, yes." It was a dream after all, what could go wrong? At least that's what she thought when she added the next line. "Oh fuck, I want that fucking dick in me so badly right now!"
Thus, with her permission and a smirk on his face, Zephyr began pulling her panties down Freya's legs. A stream of her precum stretched from the fabric and connected her lower lips to the panties, and as it broke, it made room for the merchant to finally claim Freya's body completely.
'Stupid bitch, doesn't even know that she's not dreaming anymore.' Smirking alongside her master, Aura was jerking off from a corner. However, she wasn't the only one trying to get themselves off, after all–there was another person who thought they were still dreaming.