89. Preparations

Nysta woke up, the memory of her vivid sexual dream in her mind. "Was that really a dream?" Her body was so wet, and she touched her own loincloth. It was soaked from her own fluids, and her nipples were still retained the sensations of Fake Aman's touch.

The door was still locked, and so, when she opened it, she saw Ethan still cooking. "Oh, you're awake? You were sleeping for quite a while, and you were making some strange noises."

"Strange- strange noises?" Nysta blushed. "Did- did I say anything weird?"

"Oh you were calling out the hero's name. Aman. Aman. Aman." Ethan laughed. "You must really like him."

"My goddesses, what have I done?" Nysta covered her face with her hands.

"You had a dirty dream, didn't you?" Ethan teased, and Nysta's face turned red as a tomato. She didn't plan on answering it. "It's okay. I have dirty dreams too, I think it's quite normal, especially amongst priests and priestesses who rarely get that sort of contact and affection from the opposite sex."

"But-"

"Rest, rest. Here, food?" Ethan offered a fried skewer. Nysta grabbed and ate it.

What Nysta didn't realize was that there was now a demonic curse flowing through her body, and it numbed her ability to sense demonic abilities and presence.

Ethan decided to play it cool. "How are you feeling? I merely managed to heal your wounds, but my type of healing isn't perfect. It might have some side effects."

Nysta checked the part where the undead knight's sword stabbed her. There was still a faint dark discoloration in her skin.

"Did the undead knight do anything to you?"

Nysta tried to check herself, and felt the presence of her own holy energies battling against the demonic energies within. She immediately coughed when she felt it. "I- I have demonic energies within me."

"Can you get rid of it?" Ethan asked, curious about the powers of a heroine.

Nysta frowned. "Ugh. no. I- I'll need to return to a temple where I can have access to stronger holy energies."

"I see. Will it affect your healing abilities?" Ethan nodded. Clearly there's some ways to remove demonic energies. If so, he then needed to work harder for the next few days and ensure that the demonic curse is more entrenched within Nysta's soul.

"I'm not sure. Maybe. maybe not. Can I try it on you?"

Ethan gulped. "Uh, sure."

"Blessing."

Ethan felt his weapon glow slightly, and the presence of holy magic on his body still made him churn. But thankfully, a clone isn't naturally demonic, and so, the effects were just slight discomfort.

Nysta looked at the blessed sword, and frowned. "It's a little weaker. I'll need to purge myself of the demonic curse back in the temples."

"We'll have to wait for the two to come back."

But they were in no position to move. Nysta looked around, and sighed. "Yes."

***

Night arrives in Northengard, and Kiara was alone. Sofia had taken a different room. After a day of training with some of the Lord's soldiers, Kiara walked into her room and needed a good shower.

"So?"

Kiara turned to see Count Edmund Natar waiting. Edmund had managed to fly back to Northengard. It would be his new routine for the week. "Ah. Count Natar. I- I wasn't expecting you."

Edmund approached her, and gently touched her chin. The man was still slightly chubby, with all the hallmarks of a rich noble man. He wasn't ugly, at least, but he did have a little more flesh all over the place.

Kiara's body responded to the touch, the demon's mark flared and her body prepared itself for what is to come. It wasn't necessary, the [Stone Phallus] and the corrupted armor meant she was already in the mood. Her mind briefly remembered that time when she hired someone that looked like Edmund.  Now, she was going to do it with the real Edmund, the real man that gave her mother bliss, and she was eager.

"Clothes. Off." Edmund said, and Kiara's clothes were off quickly. Edmund's clothes vanished, and exposed his gigantic thing. His lips immediately grabbed hers and they kissed.

Edmund's hands fondled the lean knight's body. A healthy woman with needs and her body was moist. Their lips kissed. "-you're, you're so fast." Kiara said as Edmund's lips sucked on hers. Her nipples perked up, and her lower part was on fire. The first stage of corruption set the stage for more.

"I have you for a week, and even then, only at night. Of course I should get down to it. I've always wanted to know what you taste like, whether you and your mother are the same."

"-how, how is she?" Kiara asked, curious.

"Happy." Edmund said. "I've kept the creditors at bay, paid some of them off." His hands began to gently touch the knight's body. "So, how's life with the hero? Did you manage to make any progress?"

"-no. Not really. There's more girls now." Kiara said. She sounded resigned, as if she knew her place wasn't there anymore. Instead, she belonged to the man that was touching her breast.

Edmund then kissed her. "It's alright. You have me, now." He looked into her eyes, and her eyes looked into his. It felt like her soul was sucked into those eyes, as if it was a vacuum. The more she looked into it, the more she was entranced.

"You say such sweet things." Kiara replied, her eyes still looking into his, entranced. "Are you going to take me today?"

"Of course. You will have to accompany me the whole night." Edmund said, as he went for a kiss. This time, their lips locked and their tongues touched. Her body's resistance crumbled, and Edmund carried her onto the bed. He kissed her, and her legs naturally spread outward and curled itself around the man's back.

"Give- give it to me." Kiara said. She was already cracked, and it overflowed.

"Gladly."  His dragon pierced her, and the woman moaned in joy.

Edmund moved and pounded the knight, and the knight's moans continued throughout the night. Kiara gave in to the pleasure that night, the Count plowed and seeded her fields. The bed was soaked.

***

Sofia who was next door, was started and woke up when she heard the moans. "Who's moaning like that at this time of the day."

It was late at night, so, she walked out of her room, and then realized the noise came from Kiara's room. Still a little groggy, she approached the door, and placed her ears on the still closed door.

"Ah~ That's so good~" Kiara moaned, and Sofia turned red. She had seen her fellow soldiers masturbate in private unintentionally, and they made similar sounds of pleasure.

"Is- Is Kiara masturbating?" Sofia wondered. But the moans were a little too loud and too long.

She kept eavesdropping, and Kiara moaned some more. "Uh, yes. Yeah. Yeah. That's the spot. Ohh. Ooooooh."

Sofia's curiosity went through the roof, but because the door was closed, she couldn't make out the details. She heard some grunts and whispers, as if she was talking. She tried to push the door to peek.

"Ahh... I'm such a useless woman." Kiara said, somehow Sofia could only hear her voice.

Sofia's face was still red as she imagined the woman doing it. Kiara as a knight was quite famous, she was an incredibly skilled fighter and had some special abilities. Who was she talking do? Why was she doing this?

Was the priestess right? That they are all specially selected breeding sows for the hero?

Her face blushed as she somehow imagined herself doing it with the hero, and as Sofia heard her moan again, the two things seemed to merge in her mind.

"Every night for a week?"

Every night for a week? What in the world- Sofia wondered what happened.

***

Kiara's lust was just as overwhelming as her mother. Once she got in the mood, she moved her hips and synchronized the movements with his thrusts to get his weapon deeper into her body. The folds of her flesh pressed on her dragon eagerly, and the friction was intense.

When she came, she purred and moaned loudly. Edmund said, "Oh this is great. I'll come every night for a week."

"Every night for a week?" Kiara asked, a little loudly, in a mix of excitement and fear. What would happen to her if she experienced this every day for a week? Her nether regions are already melting into a puddle of love juices.

"Yeah. You're mine every night." Edmund said, and his passions swirling within her. Her body rocked up and down as their bodies tangled.

The knight moaned and then nodded lightly. What could she do but accept it?

Edmund leaned in and kissed the knight. He felt the power of the demon's mark on her body get stronger. It's not yet enough for a second level upgrade, but maybe by the end of the week, Kiara would have descended another level. Kiara, who was holding on for the night out of sheer lust and desire, fell back on the bed, and a kiss later, gave in to her exhaustion.

***

Edmund opened the door, and saw Sofia still there. "Oh hello, what are you doing here?"

Edmund knew she was there, but the confrontation was intentional. Sofia looked at Edmund and stared. "-what- what are you doing with Kiara?"

"Kiara? Oh, I was just talking to her about her mother."

"Talking?! You-!"

Edmund smiled. "Yes, we were talking. She's asleep now."

"How can it be talking?"

"Oh. What did you hear, then?"

Sofia's face turned red. "I heard she-"

"Oh, it's nothing really. We are old friends, and she's just got some debts to pay, I'm sure you heard about that. Would you like to join us? It might be fun. At least, it'll be more fun than being with a hero that doesn't even care whether you exist."

"Debts?" Sofia stared, "Are you blackmailing her?"

"Nothing like that at all. Her family's heavily in debt, and I'm helping her with it. It's entirely voluntary, in fact, she approached me. " Edmund smiled. "But I suppose if you want to help her pay back her debt, it'll be twice as fast with two people."

Sofia frowned. She wasn't that close with Kiara, it felt wrong. All heroines have a slight sense of justice, so she looked at Edmund. "What- what kind of payment you're talking about?"

"You can ask her tomorrow." Edmund said. "Alright, see ya. If you wanna watch, come again tomorrow."

Sofia blocked Edmund's path. "Not so fast."

"Oh?"

"Is she alright?"

"Yes. She's taking a nap. Talk to her tomorrow if you are really so curious." Edmund smiled and gently pushed her hand away.