Cale removed his clothes slowly, letting them fall to the floor without care. He lay back on the silk bed, his body still bearing marks from the year underground, but there was something else that demanded attention.
His cock stood upright, already dripping with anticipation, a bead of precum glistening at the tip.
Emma's eyes went wide as she stared at it, her breath catching in her throat. She'd never seen anything like this before, nothing even close to what was right in front of her.
That reaction. She's already hooked.
"So... this is a man's...?"
Her voice trailed off as she took in the sight, unable to look away from what lay before her.
"So how do we begin?"
Cale watched her closely, waiting for her response.
"Are you doing yourself?"
She asked it quietly, confusion written across her face.
"What? Didn't you get me here as a sex slave? So I'll do you, of course."
Cale said it plainly, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Emma's face turned red, heat spreading down her neck and across her chest. She looked away, biting her lip hard.
"I... I can't let a slave do it with me. And you're also somehow connected by family."
She crossed her arms over her chest, suddenly aware of how exposed she was. This girl had some weird moral compass about it.
"Yeah, family. Right."
He muttered, understanding what she meant but not really caring about it.
"No, a man moving his hips on me... how can I let a slave do that to me?"
She said it like it was some great offense, like his status made the act itself wrong somehow.
"So how do we—"
"Say you got it."
Emma's voice was firm now, like she'd made a decision and was sticking to it.
"Okay... got it."
"Good."
Emma nodded to herself, then reached up to the knots holding her already see-through gown together. She began untying the garment slowly, deliberately.
What is she doing?
"I'll move, so you stay lying down."
Emma said as she revealed herself piece by piece.
"O... okay."
Cale agreed, watching as she slowly undressed before him.
Isn't this the other way around? I'm getting serviced here instead of doing the servicing?
She was absolutely stunning. Pure white skin stretched over tight, toned muscles, and there was something almost innocent about the slight nervousness in her expression before sex. She moved with grace despite her hesitation, climbing onto the bed on one knee.
His shaft bulged visibly, responding to her proximity before she'd even touched him.
You traitor. Even after all those creatures, even after everything, you still want the worst one.
Emma fanned her face with her hands, trying to cool herself down as she looked at him fully naked before her.
"Who would've thought I'd lose my virginity to a slave?"
She said it almost to herself, like she couldn't quite believe it was happening.
With that face and body, who'd believe this girl is still a virgin?
She stared at his shaft closely, her eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of concern.
"Will this fit in?"
She asked, genuine worry in her voice as she positioned herself.
Her back arched as she bent forward on her knees, positioning herself above him while he remained lying on the bed. She was so close he could feel the heat radiating from her body.
"Should I touch it?"
"Why ask me?"
Cale replied, his voice strained with barely contained desire.
Hurry up and touch it already!
She reached out slowly and grabbed his shaft like she was holding a sword, her fingers wrapping around the girth carefully. The moment her warm hands made contact, he groaned deeply.
"Hmmmph~"
Emma jumped back slightly, worried.
"D-did that hurt?"
"No. Your hands... they're warm."
Cale said through gritted teeth, trying to maintain control.
At least she's cute.
She held the part right below the crown now, testing her grip gently.
"This much is fine, right?"
She asked softly, uncertainty in her voice.
"A little harder."
Cale instructed, and the moment she increased the pressure, his shaft cried out in response.
♡Twitch!♡
Her fingers got slightly wet from the leaking pre-cum, and she pulled back slightly, staring at the fluid with curiosity.
"What... is this?"
"That... it means we're ready for sex."
Cale explained, watching her reaction carefully.
Those soft hands are literally a cheat ability.
His body trembled beneath her touch as she continued to explore, her fingers tracing along his crown with innocent curiosity.
"It's... sticky and springy."
She murmured, fascinated by the way his cock responded to even the lightest touch.
"I... have a request."
Cale said, his voice rough with desire as he looked up at her.
Emma bent forward fully, positioning herself like an animal above him, her massive breasts hanging down as she looked into his eyes.
"Wh... what?"
"Let me eat you down there."
Cale said it directly, watching to see how she'd react to the request.
Emma was quiet for a few minutes, clearly wrestling with the idea. She stared at his dick, biting her lower lip as she thought it through.
Seeing how she's hesitating, she'll submit in no time.
"You said you were a virgin, right?"
"Why are you saying that now?"
Emma asked, suspicious of where he was going with this.
"My thing is even harder for experienced women to fully take in. We need some foreplay."
She stared at his shaft again, clearly torn between desire and propriety.
"Sex feels good after foreplay."
He added, knowing exactly what would push her over the edge.
Emma thought for a second, then nodded slowly.
"Okay... you won't disappoint me, right?"
She said it like a question, but her body was already moving to comply.
"Of course. Don't worry."
Cale assured her, a predatory smile crossing his face.
She got on her knees and turned, presenting herself to him. Her ass was right in front of his face, and her wet folds were already dripping with arousal, glistening in the dim light.
Of course I won't disappoint.
Cale grabbed those soft, plush cheeks immediately, his hands sinking slightly into the flesh. One thumb played with one side of her lower lips, rubbing up and down slowly while his other hand massaged those perfect orbs, making circles over her other hole.
"Ahnn~♡"
Emma moaned at the contact, her body already responding to his touch.
He bent her more, opening those folds to see her fully. The view was incredible—wet and ready, dripping for him.
This quality pussy... I've not even seen this in my two previous lives.
He pulled her ass close, making her sit fully on his face. The moment he made contact, he sucked deep, his lips sealing around her as he worked.
"Ahhh!♡~"
She cried out, her hands gripping the sheets as pleasure shot through her body.
He lifted her slightly, blowing cool air across her wet, leaking folds before repeating the process. The contrast made her shudder.
"Mmm♡~"
He hummed against her, the vibration sending shivers through her.
"Is... that... really necessary to do... while... sucking?"
Emma gasped between breaths, her voice shaky with pleasure.
He smirked, his face rubbing in those cheeks, and gave them a kiss.
"Of course. It's a part of the process."
Cale said, pulling back slightly to speak before diving back in.
Dammit, I wanted to see the insides more. They were dripping wet.
This time she sat fully on his face. He sucked deep, his tongue doing the work, flapping back and forth before going in and out rhythmically.
"Hnngh!♡~"
She moaned, her body trembling as waves of pleasure rolled through her.
Sweet. It's so wet.
She was getting close to climax, he could feel her body tensing.
He sucked harder, more intensely, drawing out more moans from her.
She tried to stand, to resist her climax, but he pulled her thighs back down and continued his assault.
"Anggh!♡~"
She cried out desperately.
Haa, where are you running?
"Ha... haah... st... p... ahnn~♡"
Emma gasped, her hand finding his chest for balance, her breaths becoming shallow and rapid.
She massaged her soft mounds while dripping below, her face drooling slightly as pleasure overwhelmed her senses.
"Sl... owly..."
She pleaded, but her body was saying something different entirely.
But you're liking it so much. With those moans, I ain't stopping.
"Aah... something's... coming... it feels like coming out..."
Emma whimpered, her thighs beginning to shake uncontrollably.
She tried to get up, to escape the overwhelming sensation, but he pulled her back, finishing the process.
"I... I... am... cum... iiing!♡~"
She moaned as her essence flooded, her whole body convulsing.
♡Splash!♡
Some of it he took into his mouth, some flowing down as lines on his neck, soaking into the sheets beneath them.
I want to see her face while she's climaxing.
He rubbed her other hole with his thumb, trying to lift her to see her expression.
She held his hand tightly.
"N... no..."
Emma whimpered, still coming, it dripping down her thighs in streams.
"Ugh... don't... look... hnngh... no!♡~"
She begged, her voice breaking with pleasure.
His breath continued to make her uneasy as he remained buried in those soft cushions, his face pressed against her.
"Ahnn... ahnn♡~"
She continued to moan as the pleasure extended, waves of sensation still washing over her.
"Are you okay?"
Cale asked, finally pulling back slightly.
She looked back at him, her face flushed and glistening with sweat.
"I'm good. I thought it would be bad letting you take care of it... but you're... surprisingly good."
Emma said breathlessly, her chest still heaving.
"Well, I'm glad you're satisfied."
Cale replied with a smirk, already planning his next move.
She climbed off him slowly, her legs shaky, and reached for something from the nightstand. Emma pulled out a weird thing that looked like a latex bag.
"What's that?"
Cale asked, already knowing but wanting to see how she'd react.
"A... condom."
Emma said, holding it up like it was some kind of safety device.
"??"
Cale's confusion was genuine for a moment.
"Don't cry after it's put on, okay?"
She said with a creepy low laugh. "He... hehe..."
Her hands began putting the latex onto his rod carefully, trying to unroll it down the shaft. But there was one major problem. The shaft was impossibly big while the condom was designed based on average sizes. It wasn't going to work.
♡Snap!♡
"Uh... u... what's going on? Why is it not—"
Emma stared in shock as the condom flew away like a spring the moment her hands tried to roll it further down.
"This... isn't your size... rather unnatural."
She said, worry creeping into her voice as she looked at his still-hard cock.
She got genuinely worried, biting her lip as she thought through the implications.
"What do I do? If we don't use it, I might—"
She started, her concern about pregnancy suddenly very real.
"I could pull it out."
Cale offered, knowing it wasn't a real solution but wanting to keep the momentum going.
"No, there's a chance you'd get late."
Emma said firmly, shaking her head.
Fuck. I can't let this stop without taming her here.
"Actually..."
Cale said, an idea forming.
She looked at him, waiting.
"I'm infertile."
He said it plainly, watching her reaction carefully.
Emma gasped, her eyes widening.
System, stop the kiddos from going in.
Cale thought internally.
[SYSTEM: INFERTILITY PROTOCOL ACTIVATED - Pregnancy prevention engaged]
She smirked, a predatory look crossing her beautiful face.
"Is that so? I heard mother say they cut some of your flesh. Are those glands included?"
Emma asked, already knowing the answer from the way he hesitated.
"Th... that... seems to be right."
Cale admitted, though it wasn't true.
She looked at his shaft like a hungry predator eyeing its prey, her eyes gleaming with desire.
"You must be sad you can't have kids."
She said it almost sympathetically, but there was hunger in her voice.
She sat on his rod, not putting it inside yet, just letting her ass cheeks hold that throbbing monster between them.
♡Throb!♡
"Don't feel sorry. With your size, you're already superior. And with infertility... we can go raw."
She licked her lips, her eyes locked on his.
"Defi... nitely."
Cale said, his voice rough with barely contained desire.
It does hurt my pride to call myself infertile, even with this big little brother with me.
"By any chance, do you hate me because of my mother?"
Emma asked suddenly, her tone shifting.
What? What is this bitch saying now, after all this setting?
"Do you want to get out of this situation?"
She continued, watching his face carefully.
He shook his head to say no.
"Infact, I'm throbbing to enter."
Cale said, his voice desperate now.
"Okay."
Emma nodded, and her body began to move.
She lifted her ass, her hand holding his shaft and trying to match it with her wet folds. The moment the tip touched her entrance, she gasped.
"It's going to be hard to... put it all in."
Emma whispered, genuine concern in her voice as she began to slowly lower herself.
Hurry up, dumbass. You're gonna make me shoot my jizz before we even start.
She began to slowly lower herself onto him, and as his shaft began to enter her tight, wet hole—
[LUST BOND FORMING WITH EMMA MIDGARD...]
[Bond percentage: 1%]
[SPECIAL NOTIFICATION: Upon first penetration, Lust Bond has been established]
[Emma Midgar is now permanently bound to you through the Lust Bond]
[She will be unable to achieve sexual satisfaction from any other partner. The bond will strengthen with each intimate encounter]
[Current bond status: ACTIVE]
The system notification flashed through his mind as her tight walls enveloped him, pulling him deeper as she slowly began to ride.
"Ahhh!♡~ It's... so... big!♡~"
Emma cried out, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure as her virginity was taken by the dragon bloodline's impressive gift.
And in that moment, Cale knew he had her. Completely and utterly his.
The nightmare god's gift was already working perfectly.