The Pious Priest's Sinful Collection - Chapter 38 🔞
She would dare confess it now — on that day, Daphne regretted it just a little. She should’ve known, the moment she saw the length and the sheer girth that went well beyond anything reasonable.
“Ah—hah… nnngh!”
The sensation was staggering and so consuming that Daphne almost forgot how to breathe. What moments ago had been a steady flow of anticipation suddenly evaporated, leaving only the heat of something too much, too deep, too overwhelming.
Her breath caught as her body struggled to adjust, hips trembling beneath the pressure.
“Is it… is it still not…?”
“Shhh… just a little further.”
That’s what you said earlier!
Each time he moved deeper, the shock of it unraveled her further, until even the saliva at the corner of her lips betrayed her fraying state. It was impossible to believe there was more, when it already felt like too much.
“Ahh… mm…”
“Hmph…”
He wasn’t unaffected either. From the first touch, he’d known she was tight — almost too tight — but it was the way her body clung to him that truly tested his restraint. It was maddening, the way she pulled him in.
“Relax. Breathe, Daphne.”
“I can’t… it’s not that simple…”
“Shh, yes. You can do it.”
Theodore thrust relentlessly into her tightening, trying to find a deeper into her core. He didn’t hesitate to tell a sobbing Daphne that he was halfway there, that she’d swallowed half of him. Indeed, his abomination was more than half devoured. There was truly not much left.
“Hah…”
A bead of sweat trickled down Theodore’s temple and landed in the corner of Daphne’s eye. Daphne squeezed her eyelids shut and opened them. Her vision, blurred by tears, cleared a little.
Her beautiful, angelic face was gauging her reaction as he went inch by inch. Beneath a furrowed brow, golden eyes glistening with pleasure drew her gaze, too much to keep to herself.
‘I want to make him feel good, too.’
She tried to open up to him as much as she could, but it was difficult to sheathe such a massive sword. She couldn’t keep enduring this forever.
Daphne screamed, pulling her hands that were restrained by his sash.
“Just…hngh… just put it in at once.”
“…”
“It’s not going to work like this…”
She groaned and Theodore bit his bottom lip. After an hour of trying to ease it in, perhaps she was right. Maybe it was better to just take a quick, deep plunge.
“…”
Having made up his mind, Theodore slipped his fingers into her mouth to stop her from biting. With his other hand, he squeezed her clxt that had swelled from excitement.
Slap!
Just as he was making his way out, he suddenly slammed his cxck into her.
“…!”
Daphne’s turquoise eyes widened as it entered her womb in one swift motion. All of her pleasure points were being squeezed. Her body shuddered as white sparks erupted in all directions. By God, it felt like she was being split in two.
She could barely hear a voice telling her to breathe. As the overwhelming pain forced her to clench her jaw, the finger in her mouth began to rub softly at her palate. A hot palm caressed her frozen stiff body, and a wet rhythm started sounding below.
“Hmm…”
Theodore breathed heavily as he stared down at their unbroken connection. The red-hot cxnt was squeezing his fleshy shxft, hungrily demanding his seed.
Such a horribly sweet sensation. It couldn’t be anything but the work of the devil. Theodore breathed like a raging bull as he came. Mxstxrbation did not come close to the pleasure that wracked his body now. Daphne’s hair, which was disheveled on the bedding, shook with each of his ragged breaths.
“Hah… hah… hah…”
Then, slowly, he pulled back — the throbbing veins scraping against her inner walls. Daphne felt like she was going to lose her breath just from that.
“Hmph, ah…”
It felt as if her organs were being ripped out of her body. Panic ran down her spine, as Daphne instinctively tried to scramble away.
Thud!
“Ow!”
“Haah…”
Theodore couldn’t stand it anymore.
He propped himself up on one knee, barely hanging onto the head of his cxck, and began to press down on her lower back like a tanner.
Slap! Chup… chup!
“Ah! Ugh!”
Her slender waist thrashed like a fish pierced by a harpoon. Her large brxxsts spread out and shook in all directions every time her inner wall was pierced.
“Hmmm, ah! Ah—aah!”
Daphne’s cries were muffled by the fingers that filled her mouth. Her moans came out like choked gurgles that sounded so filthy even to her own ears.
With a flushed face, she pleaded.
“Shi—shxt, this is… fxxk! Ah, please, God…mmm, I… I can’t hold it in!”
“Don’t hold back. Outside, haah… no one can hear, hmm… not unless—unless I give them permission.”
Even before entering the bedroom, he had already used his power to hide them both from view. He had also sealed the entire bedroom so that no sound would leak out.
No one would hear them — for her sweet voice was for him alone.
‘Mine.’
This woman, Daphne, only he can feel her — only he can hold her.
‘Mine.’
No one else can have her. No one else was allowed to hear her. Even as she called out to the Father above.
“Cry out as much as you want, Daphne.”
“Ahk! Ah, hah…”
“You were the one… who started this, weren’t you…”
Theodore plunged his massive cxck into Daphne, carving his shape into her.
I am the only one who can feel this hot inside you, only I can reach you, only I can touch you.
He tried to etch that into her soul.
