Chapter 94
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 94
Chapter Title: Am I Afraid of This Human?
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Am I afraid of this puny human?
-Click! Click!
A strange noise came from above her head.
Feeling annoyed by it, Morgan slowly opened her eyes.
Looking up, she saw a fairly handsome man.
He was pointing some magic tool called a "camera" at her.
"Oh, you're awake, Morgan?"
"Hua...?"
For a moment, she couldn't grasp the situation.
How long had she been asleep?
No, how had she ended up falling asleep here like this?
She clearly remembered...
"Hic!"
Morgan let out a little hiccup as she pulled the blanket up.
Her bare breasts were fully exposed.
As a woman, covering up naked in front of a man was only natural.
But that instinctive reaction felt awkward to Morgan.
'Why did I rush to cover myself?'
Morgan was the type who usually wandered around naked without a care.
So, why had she hurried to hide her body? It was strange.
Besides, the whole sequence of actions was unbearably cute, like a hamster.
As if a frightened little animal had reflexively shrunk back.
'W-Why am I feeling this way...'
Morgan was bewildered by the emotion rising in her chest right now.
Looking at the man before her brought all sorts of feelings flooding back.
Excitement, thrill, a strange affection, and...
'Am I... afraid of this puny human?'
Fear.
For some reason, she was scared of this man.
Just looking up at him made her body shrink, refusing to move properly.
It felt like she was being overwhelmed just by his presence.
Like a small animal before a beast.
"Why are you hiding like that? You'll hurt my feelings."
Eek!
The man approached her completely naturally.
Morgan flinched and instinctively put some distance between them.
She didn't move further thanks to her dragon pride.
She simply couldn't accept herself running away.
The man looked at her like she was adorable.
"Still dazed from the afterglow of sex, huh?"
"S-Sex?"
"Don't you remember? You passed out during sex."
"Ah..."
Only then did Morgan piece it together.
She had offered her pussy to this man, fucked nonstop until she came over and over.
Her mind couldn't handle the pleasure pouring from her body, and she'd blacked out.
'Ugh... I showed such a disgrace to a mere human like this...'
Her face flushed with embarrassment.
Her mind had been blank from the ecstasy threatening to shatter her body.
But she hadn't expected to completely lose consciousness, even forgetting bits of memory.
This made it look like she'd fully surrendered to this man's cock and sex.
'I must have moaned like a slut and acted all vulgar during it too...'
The pleasure had been so intense that parts of her memory were blank.
Still, fragments of last night resurfaced.
Her pussy dripping as his fingers stroked it.
Unable to endure the teasing, begging for his cock.
Climaxing the moment sex started.
Her horns grabbed, pounded from behind until she submitted with animalistic cries.
"Uuuuuu..."
Morgan's face burned even redder.
At the same time, recalling last night's pleasure made her pussy twitch again.
'It was... incredible...'
An overwhelming pleasure that left a woman unable to move.
If it happened again, even knowing full well, she'd react the same way—she could vaguely sense it.
She never imagined such ecstasy existed.
It was the true meaning of a woman being "ravished."
No, she'd been forcibly filled by that violently sized cock and sex.
"Oh, I like that bitchy expression."
Click!
Kal grinned as he pressed the camera shutter.
Morgan frowned at the ridiculous sight.
"...What the hell are you doing?"
"Commemorating the historic day I took Morgan's virginity—with a photo."
"V-Virginity...!?"
Morgan's mouth fell open.
It was true she'd given herself to a man for the first time, so she couldn't deny it...
'This crazy bastard...!'
Hearing it said aloud—to her face, no less—was a whole different matter.
Her shoulders trembled with humiliation and shame.
But no retort came to mind.
Even if it was due to his persistent torment, she'd clearly begged for his cock herself.
Whining about losing her virginity now would just scratch at her pride more.
"F-Fine, but what kind of pervert takes pictures of that? Delete it right now!"
So, all she could do was nitpick the photo.
"Aw~ But didn't you watch Kirke's sex video yourself?"
"Ugh...!"
But even that was quickly shot down by Kal's logic.
She had watched Kirke's sex video with interest, after all.
It was hard to argue back.
'This sly, cunning jerk...'
Now she saw—he always did this.
Every time he did something, he left an escape route for himself.
And from a woman's perspective, she had no choice but to accept it.
In the end, she kept getting dragged along by him.
If it were just blatant pain and malice, she could fight back.
But the pleasure he gave felt too good... she didn't even want to.
It was an intense bliss that overwhelmed any shame or embarrassment.
"Hoo... Whatever. I sweated a lot, so I need to wash up..."
Morgan tried to stand but flopped back down.
For some reason, she couldn't get up from the bed.
"Huh? W-What's this? Why...?"
Looking closely, her thighs and waist were trembling.
No matter how hard she tried, no strength came.
"Oh, that's because your back gave out."
"My back gave out?"
"Sex felt so good your core strength melted away. You just woke up, so you won't have any strength yet."
Too good to move?
Did that mean not just her mind and senses, but her body had surrendered to this man?
'Impossible... Even in polymorphed form, this dragon body?'
Realizing that anew made her lower abdomen flutter slightly.
That was where a female's womb lay.
An instinctive reaction craving a superior male's genes.
Morgan, having just lost her virginity, had no way of knowing.
"...We have time, so how about one last kiss?"
Kal approached with a sly grin.
"Y-You're not planning to do it again after that, are you? When I can't even move because my back's out?"
"Aw~ Come on, just a kiss. Only a kiss."
"Y-You pervert. What meaning does a kiss even have between us? Mmph...!"
Ignoring her words, Kal pressed his lips to hers.
His tongue then wrapped around hers, teasing it.
'Ah... Feels good...♥'
Was it because he was the man who'd just taught her mind-blowing sex?
Or simply because Kal was good at kissing?
Morgan was savoring an unbelievably sweet pleasure from just the kiss.
"......"
At first, Morgan tried to push Kal away.
But the pleasure spreading from their tongues gradually sapped her strength, turning her compliant.
'...Compared to sex, this is nothing, and I don't have anything else to do anyway.'
In the end, Morgan gave up completely, surrendering her tongue and body to Kal.
The kiss that followed was ecstatically sweet.
Mars Territory of the Mars family.
Dale, the current lord ruling it.
He sighed deeply at the papers spread before him.
If it were just the volume of documents, he'd manage.
But the vassals had just stirred things up, leaving him drained.
'Damn it. Such annoying people.'
Coachmen who'd devoted their lives to carriages without even owning one.
But even owners needed coachmen to drive those carriages.
So he'd tried to placate the vassals somehow to keep the territory running...
"Why does that bastard Kal's name keep coming up?!"
Kal—his younger brother and the family's second son.
Being constantly compared to him in the vassals' mouths was driving Dale mad.
Moreover, Kal's existence even challenged Dale's legitimacy.
Normally, the eldest inherited the family, of course.
But mage families were inherently merit-based.
Under normal circumstances, Dale wouldn't have become lord either.
But a series of opportunities let him seize the position.
His parents—the family head—passed away, and Kal was far away.
Dale used that to claim the lordship.
Then, using that authority, he sold Kal to the witch.
Thanks to that, he secured the position stably.
The problem? The vassals didn't look kindly on it.
Using cowardly means to dispose of the far superior second son.
Claiming the territory through improper methods.
"Ha! So what if he's a genius? What's wrong with the eldest inheriting the family? It doesn't matter who does these chores anyway."
Dale had never liked Kal since childhood.
A once-in-a-generation genius who could swallow even the eldest son whole.
Yet mature beyond his years, never arrogant.
Quickly recognized by vassals for his skill and insight.
Even the maids inexplicably adored him.
As a result, Dale—the eldest—was always compared.
Rumors even openly circulated that Kal should be the next family head.
"...But in the end, I'm the one who became lord."
Cowardly means? Stolen position? So what.
As long as he held the lordship, it was fine.
He didn't need to worry about Kal anymore.
The guy sold to the Witch Territory wasn't coming back anytime soon.
"Heh! I do feel a bit sorry. Sold to some granny over 500 years old, of all things."
Probably enduring hellish married life right now.
Couldn't treat a Great Witch lightly...
He was likely desperately catering to the old hag's whims.
Might've met a gruesome end trying to escape.
'...Thinking about it that way feels pretty satisfying.'
Throwing that eyesore into hell's pit.
Even he had to admit it was a brilliant plan.
Plus, he'd gotten hefty compensation from the witch for sending the guy.
Though he'd have handed him over for free anyway.
-Knock, knock.
A knock echoed in the lord's office then.
"Come in."
"Excuse me~"
A bright voice entered with his wife.
Seeing her face made Dale smile unwittingly.
"Why come yourself instead of sending a maid?"
"...Just wanted to. Seeing your face like this is nice."
"You never change, do you?"
He and his wife had known each other since very young.
Childhood sweethearts, as they say.
He'd liked her before either showed signs of adulthood.
Now married, with a fully grown daughter.
Yet his wife's beauty hadn't faded a bit.
Still the prettiest face and most beautiful figure in the territory.
With a dutiful personality to support him at home.
'I really married well.'
Along with his daughter, she was Dale's entire world.
"Work's been tough lately, right? With all the vassal opposition."
"Tell me about it. Real headache."
"If only Young Master were here, he'd be a huge help."
Dale's face stiffened slightly at his wife's words.
He'd kept secret from his wife and daughter that he'd sent his brother away himself.
He wanted to remain a good husband and father.
"...Yeah. For some reason, I'm worried about him today."
Dale forced a fake smile as he said it.
All while praying the guy never returned.