The Hero Begins Taming Kamara
"So, how do you do sex?"
I let out a groan at the sight of Kamara glaring at me as she asked that. It was hard to pin down a clear definition when she put it so bluntly like that.
As I stood there with a troubled look, Kamara's face lit up like she'd just remembered something, and she clapped her palms together.
"Ah, got it. So, do you have any questions for me?"
"...Questions?"
I tilted my head at Kamara with a baffled expression. Her sudden question didn't make any sense right away.
"No, like, you were asking that demon bitch questions while you fucked her, right? So, if you ask me questions while fucking me, that must be sex, yeah?"
I gaped at Kamara, who said it with such a matter-of-fact face. I'd known she was dumb from the start, but apparently watching me with Lilite had convinced her that asking questions was part of sex.
Questions, huh?
But ironically, I did have something to ask Kamara. Her sudden attitude shift at the imperial palace had been weird as hell, and I needed to confirm a few things about it.
"Don't you?"
"Yeah, that's sex."
I grinned at Kamara, her eyes brimming with curiosity as she stared at me.
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"So... I just take my clothes off first?"
I nodded at Kamara, who was eyeing me cautiously as she spoke.
The reason I'd changed my mind so suddenly was simple. I had things to confirm with her, and there was a world of difference between forcing it on her and giving it willingly.
I'd decided to tame her like a wild beast with treats.
Besides, knowing Kamara's personality, if I didn't do it, her next move was obvious. We weren't emotionally entangled or anything, and with her overflowing curiosity, she might charge off right now to ravage Barkan—the barbarian chief who'd been panting after her.
Like hell I'd let that happen.
Having suffered through the first timeline because of this idiot dragon, I had zero interest in watching her fool around with another guy.
Swish—swish.
Kamara started stripping right in front of me without a hint of hesitation, lost in her own thoughts. Her ridiculously perfect body unfolded before my eyes, and I naturally felt blood rushing south.
"...First things first, tuck that tail away?"
I spotted the dragon tail poking out between her plump ass cheeks and said so. In an instant, it vanished from her body.
"There. Now we fuck?"
Kamara looked at me with eyes full of eager curiosity. Her body was already twitching in anticipation—she was clearly thrilled at the prospect of a new experience.
I thought it was kinda cute, but she was still a dragon at the end of the day.
"Nah, we need to get you ready. On your stomach first."
I gave her a firm look as I spoke. Taming a dragon driven purely by lust wouldn't work with just plain fucking.
If I jumped the gun and showed her how good it felt, she might grab any human guy she saw—kingdom be damned—to satisfy her urges.
I planned to use Kamara over and over, so I had to break her completely. Even with all the women I'd been with, that wasn't a sure thing.
"L-like this, on my belly?"
I drew in a deep breath at the sight of Kamara on all fours like a cat, ass up in front of me. First times mattered most, and to subjugate her, I needed a strong impact.
Thwack.
"Kyaaak!"
I'd kicked off my shoes and booted Kamara right in her exposed pussy. Dragon or not, a surprise attack in a defenseless position was too much for her. Her face slammed into the ground, and she whipped around with a panicked look.
"...Why?"
"Answer my questions, Kamara. Nothing else."
I deliberately lowered my voice to a growl. Truth be told, I was a bit nervous she'd flip out right then, but since she saw this as part of sex, her eyes sparkled as she started adapting.
"O-okay."
The first impact must've landed well—lewd juices were already leaking from her slit. I slipped off my shoes and pressed my dirty sole against her pussy, rubbing firmly as I spoke.
"Question. Why'd you freak out at the palace before?"
"...The palace? Me?"
Her body jolted with every press of my foot, but the problem was how goddamn dumb she was. Even though it was just days ago, she answered like she had no clue, and I sighed lightly.
I knew she wasn't lying—she straight-up didn't remember.
I slipped a toe between her slick folds. Her soaked pussy welcomed it easily, and I began stroking her insides with my toe.
"Hngh!"
She must've liked the toe sensation—a lewd moan spilled from her lips. I was pretty confident with my toes, actually. Controlling them precisely was basic swordsmanship training, and I could finesse them as well as my fingers.
As I kept stimulating her, her juices soaked my toe, and I carefully started teasing her clit with the tip.
"Heut... huuu... i-is this... sex?"
"Not yet, Kamara."
I answered and kept working her clit. Her polymorph magic must be top-tier—her sensitive spots felt just like a human woman's.
The more I teased her clit, the rougher her breathing got, and her ass started bucking.
"Remember, Kamara. The first day we met, you definitely flinched at something."
"Heut... hng... d-don't know. Can't remember."
I stopped moving my toe at her words. Her body chased the pleasure on its own, grinding against my foot, but it was clumsy as hell.
Once the pleasure vanished, Kamara glared at me with a wronged expression.
"Why... stop?"
"No answer, no more."
"...Ughhh."
Kamara shot me a frustrated look, then scrunched up her face, racking that empty brain of hers. It must've worked—her eyes lit up, and the answer I'd been waiting for finally came.
"Oh, that time? Yeah... now I remember."
"Good. Think hard. You were definitely startled."
I resumed questioning her while eyeing her reaction. The feel of her pussy on my toe was tempting as hell, but why she'd freaked out was important to me.
I rubbed her clit gently with my foot, waiting for her reply.
"Hmm, not really... startled, but... hnya... th-there!"
When I brushed my foot near her hole, her body tensed with a jolt. Her clit was sensitive too, but the entrance was even more so.
I teased around the opening like I might push in, then asked, "Think carefully, Kamara. You got spooked by something. That's why you suddenly changed your tune and offered anything as payment."
"Huuu... haa. Th-that..."
She reacted like she'd remembered, but trailed off for some reason. I prodded her hole with my toe, urging her on.
"Answer me. Oh, and my dick feels way better than this."
"Huuu... w-way... better...?"
Truth be told, her pussy was the one that blew this out of the water. I was feeling her up in full arousal—insane pressure sucking my toe like mad, nothing like a human woman's.
Still, oblivious as ever, Kamara mumbled to herself in a daze.
I pulled my toe out of her greedily clenching hole and said, "Yeah. Way better."
The moment our eyes met as she glanced back, I casually dropped my pants, revealing my rock-hard cock.
Her gaze locked onto it hungrily, and true to her embodiment of greed, she swallowed hard and spilled the truth.
"...Goddess. I definitely felt the presence of the Goddess there."