“Ah, I haven’t told you yet. This union is like throwing a stone into the spring that is you. Once the magical waves subside, power needs to be poured into you again.”
The shock felt like she was being grabbed by the throat. No matter how unacceptable the act, she could endure it if it happened only once.
She could tell herself it was a trial she had to overcome. But if she did it again and again, something might change. Something irreversible might happen.
Even now, the deepest parts of her, which had been made wet by the climaxes from his long fingers, were still craving for a deeper sensation.
“Ah… w-wait…”
She shouldn’t refuse. Even though she knew, the instinctive fear creeping up her spine made her speak.
Verm easily pinned her down as she tried to crawl back with her powerless limbs, and he smiled calmly.
“If Saintess Lux is a worthy person, then her soul will not be corrupted, no matter how many times she gives her body.”
“And even if my assessment is wrong, I will take responsibility and take care of you.”
With words that were both teasing and serious, a hard mass pushed up into her melting hole. She took a sharp breath as unbearable fear and an equal amount of desire washed over her.
He penetrated her trembling membranes completely.
“Ahhh! No! Ahhh!”
A shriek that even startled herself escaped her throat. The soft flesh that had known the pleasure of being filled and stretched by his long fingers was deeply violated by the tensed, hot mass.
The vivid sensation of the firm flesh scraping against her wet folds as it filled her lower abdomen made her forget her purpose for a moment. As she writhed, a sweet, sharp shock ran up her tailbone.
“Ah, mmm! Ah, ahh… ah! Hah…”
She could no longer count how many climaxes she had experienced.
The pleasure, which far surpassed the pain and pressure she should have felt, was too much to handle. Through her tear-filled eyes, she saw Verm’s pale gray eyes.
The demon who had completely conquered Lux still held a gentle smile and stroked her sweaty hair with a look of affection.
“Your body is so honest and lovely. Can you feel it? It’s clinging to me, not wanting to let go.”
“Ah, n-no…”
“You don’t need to deceive yourself. Humans are creatures weak to pleasure, and you have been marked with a sigil of obedience.”
He spoke words of forgiveness, but his lean body was pinning her down with terrifying strength. He moved slowly in a way that left her no escape.
The mass that had been deeply swallowed was now pulled out with a slick sound and then thrust in as if to gouge her soft membrane. She felt like she would melt from the inside out.
“Ah, not there! No, ah, ah, ah!”
“You seem to like being lightly scraped here.”
“I-I don’t ‘like’ it…! Ah, ahh!”
With every penetration, the pleasure swelled and burst, and before it could recede, a new wave washed over her.
Her inner thighs convulsed from the constant climax, and she barely managed to stop herself from clinging to the man in front of her.
“Ah, hah, ahhh, mm!”
Flesh gouged flesh. The sensation of a sensitive area being thoroughly churned, different from being cornered by skillful fingers, was agonizing.
Yet, her quivering membranes tightened around the mass she had swallowed. With every sweet squeeze, the sigil on her lower abdomen faintly flickered, as if showing her the sin happening inside.
“Saintess Lux, I will now pour myself deeper into you. Please remember the feeling of magic circulating. If you do, you will surely gain a power that will threaten us.”
“Ah… mmm, ah, ahhh!”
With his gentle words, he unexpectedly thrust into her deepest part, and she arched her back. He parted the muddy path of flesh, and his male mass reached her deepest point in one go.
His swollen membrane pressed perfectly against the entrance of an organ she had never been aware of before. When he pressed his hips against her, she knew the blossoming ring of flesh was opening to welcome his tip.
“Ah, ahhh! This… this is… ah!”
Anxiety welled up, wondering if she could truly remain uncorrupted and fulfill her mission with such a shameful reaction. But she couldn’t escape the act she had chosen herself.
For the people, as a saintess, I must endure any hardship. She chastised her wavering heart like a leaf and gripped the sheets.
A cool hand settled on the back of hers. A non-human hand, with long, bony fingers, intertwined with hers, and her heart pounded.
“I will thank you for your cooperation. I look forward to the day this union becomes your fangs and bites me.”
His graceful smile came closer, and he covered her gasping lips. As if on cue, he grabbed her hips with a strong force.
“Hah, ahh, ahh!”
He thrust with a deep, engraving rhythm, and stars scattered before her eyes. He gently pushed up to soothe her convulsing depths, and then with a momentum, he plunged in. It seemed he had completely taken control of Lux’s body.
“No, mmm… a little slower…”
He gouged her narrow ring of flesh with the momentum of his tip, and the organ breathing deeper inside her writhed hotly. Her neck tingled at the desire-filled movements.
She wasn’t sure what was happening, but she squeezed her intertwined fingers, and Verm above her let out a short breath.
A golden glow appeared in his expressionless gray eyes. As she was captivated by their twilight color, their membranes rubbed against each other at the narrowest point.
Her insides, which had been reflexively gripping him tightly, finally released a hot torrent.
“Hah, ahhh! Ahh, ah, ahhhh!”
The seed, filled with potent magical power, gushed out and was poured into her deepest organ, her uterus, without a single drop being lost.
As she felt her own power circulating under her skin mixing with the fine waves of pleasure, Lux went completely limp.
The fragmented breaths she exhaled were hot, and a sweet numbness remained in her limbs. The mass, having released all its heat, was slowly withdrawn. Even that raw friction brought a gentle climax, and suddenly, her vision brightened.
“Eh… ah…”
She didn’t understand what had happened. A few seconds later, she realized the candlelight had returned. She gasped in shock and intense shame, as if waking from a dream, and clutched the sheets with trembling hands.
Verm, who had already finished dressing, was looking down at her. He wore a clean, wrinkle-free robe, though she had no memory of him getting dressed. He had a gentle smile.
“You are just as I expected. I feel my blood rise when I see this circulation of magical power.”
“But you are still too green to be devoured.”
He whispered, and his long finger touched her cheek, where tears had left a mark. He lightly lifted her chin, and their eyes met. His pale gray eyes still held a hint of gold. She instinctively looked away.
The instinctive fear, guilt, and the memory of the pleasure he had planted in her mixed, and she couldn’t act with dignity. She was filled with an unbearable anxiety when she thought about facing this man again, but the deepest part of her, which he had filled, still held a sweet warmth.
Was it really okay to do this?
What will happen now?
The sin she had just discovered settled in her heart like mud, threatening her pure values.
—But if she, a powerless saintess in name only, could help people, if she could heal the hero who wielded the sword on the front lines, then she had no choice but to endure, no matter what.
No matter how inexperienced she was, she couldn’t give up as long as there were people who believed in her. Lux gripped her no longer trembling hand and finally looked up. Verm’s smile deepened.
He stroked her stiff face with his fingertip and whispered as if to guide her. That’s the spirit. You will surely overcome any hardship. Therefore…
“Saintess of Merciful Light, please don’t let me get bored.”
With those words, his lips touched her smooth forehead.
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