The Succubus, The Priest, and His Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 52
Despite having mas—bated many times before, Ashtel’s skill left Payne gasping, his eyes tightly shut.
“Ah, Miss Maid…”
“Call me Sue.”
“Miss Sue, please, stop…”
“Lies, you’re not stopping me.”
She pointed out accurately. Payne was merely trembling, holding onto her shoulder.
His mouth said no. Yet his body clearly craved the pleasure she provided.
This realization hit him like a cold shower, and he desperately prayed again.
‘Oh, Katzel, save your servant from the clutches of this demon.’
But his prayer that he had memorized was cut short as Ashtel’s hand groped his backside and moved towards his tightly shut backdoor.
“Miss Sue!” Payne’s face turned pale. “Not there!”
“Why not?”
“Didn’t I tell you before? It’s unclean. You shouldn’t touch it!”
“But Father Payne, haven’t you been itchy there since earlier?”
Stricken silent, Payne couldn’t respond, and Ashtel’s smirk grew deeper. A quiet moment passed, and she did not press further. Even in the darkly e****c situation, her face remained as radiant as a clergywoman’s. Payne closed his eyes like a believer forsaking his confession.
“Is that so?”
“…How did you know?”
“Well, you’ve been focusing only on that spot.”
It’s typical for a succubus: once pleasure has been tasted, it becomes a quagmire that’s hard to escape. Since Ashtel had touched him there, Payne had been tormented by a constant thirst.
If it’s so hard for him now, imagine if his backdoor also fell into depravity. What then?
“I’ll relieve you.”
“Miss Maid…”
“Call me Sue.”
Now that she had his reluctant permission, Ashtel felt no hesitation.
‘Finally!’
Since entering the room, her mind had been half in another world.
‘Payne is suffering so much. Look at how his butt twitch. Cute.’
In the past few days, she had only been allowed to sniff his essence. Whenever she approached, he shied away and pushed her away every time.
Please behave modestly. Don’t breach our teachings any further. One sin is enough.
With those words, Payne had been refusing her direct touch. How could she possibly force herself on him under those circumstances?
Even in moments not dominated by surging pheromones, Ashtel couldn’t bear touching Payne’s flesh directly.
‘Now I can finally feed’.
Therefore, she valued this fleeting opportunity. She cherished it so much that she forgot about having to end it quickly, and tenderly licked Payne’s neck.
“Uh…”
Payne groaned as Ashtel suppressed the urge to bite down hard, instead delicately tracing the creases with her middle finger, teasing the entrance that seemed to twitch in anticipation.
“Huh, Sue, Sue…”
“Are you okay now?”
“No, stop, please stop…”
“You always say to stop.”
The only time he said yes seemed to come when he was in the dream state. At that time she was caught being a succubus and did nothing.
‘But it tasted good.’
Ashtel licked her lips and slowly bent her finger.
She subtly applied a minimal amount of fluid to the entrance before gently pushing inside. Payne’s thick thighs trembled.
He covered his mouth in fear he would scream loudly and bent his head low, overwhelmed by the sensation.
As he hugged Ashtel, Payne felt the curve of her chest pressing against his sternum, which only added to his dizziness.
“Father, it’s very wet inside here.”
“Ah…”
“You wanted me to pierce this place, didn’t you?”
“No, I didn’t…”
The vigorous energy from Ashtel’s fingers tempted him. Her fingertips twined through the tightening walls, not leaving a single gap, clinging cutely to his flesh. The oozing secretions tantalized him and made it all too delicious.
“Payne…”
Ashtel Asti, a young succubus just over a hundred years old, now saw the human priest she had been in love with as nothing but prey.
“Just be honest with me.”
She wanted to see him cry. She wanted to see him c-m in her hand. She wanted him completely conquered.
‘So let’s make it happen.’
No sooner had Ashtel whispered than she thrust deeper inside, causing Payne to gasp and arch his back. But she didn’t pause. Using her middle and index fingers, she frantically plunged and scraped the inner walls, quickening her movements relentlessly.
