"Do you like it?" Kamila asked, knowing her question was rhetorical.
She recognized Lith's perverted expression, she could feel his eyes running all over her body, and thanks to her Tiamat senses, she could smell the arousal in his sweat.
"Very." Lith's voice came out several octaves lower. "Where did you get the idea?"
"From your stories about playing Dungeon & Looting." She giggled. "You said that succubae were hot and the dream of most players, but the idea of flirting with your Looting Master made you want to puke.
"Also, I regretted not using my shapeshifting abilities like this during my previous pregnancy."
"Me too." Lith cleared his throat to no audible change. "What's that for?" He pointed at her neck.
"This? It's the slave collar." Kamila said in a low voice, sending the tip of her tail to caress his cheek. "It forces me to obey your every wish, no matter how lewd and kinky."
