The Succubus, The Priest, and His Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 67
“Ugh, ngh, stop… ah, please…!”
It must have been painful for him, agonizing even. He couldn’t reach this place on his own, nor could he muster the courage to do so.
That’s why she had to be the one to touch him, to burn away the heat and the tormenting pleasure he was drowning in.
“Hngh, ugh, ah, ah!”
“Payne, does it feel good?”
“N-no… no, it doesn’t…”
“Liar. You’re trembling so much down here.”
Payne’s body, like a fish out of water, flailed helplessly on top of Ashtel as she leaned back against the wall. He tried to push himself up, to grab onto her arms for support, or to pull away, but every attempt was rendered futile by her gentle whispers, leaving him no choice but to release helpless moans.
“P-please, just… stop that… take it out…”
“This? The di-do?”
A di-do. A vulgar, obscene thing. Why had she brought it?
And at the same time, the realization hit him—this very instrument invading his most private place had just been inside Ashtel, thrusting in and out of her body.
The memory of that sight flashed in his mind.
His breath hitched.
“Ah!”
In the end, he couldn’t hold back any longer, spurting out a mixture of fluids, his body trembling uncontrollably. He collapsed onto Ashtel, barely able to support himself, and she, surprised, fell sideways with him.
“Are you okay, Priest?”
“Ugh, huff, huff…”
Her head throbbed from the impact, but compared to Payne’s condition, it was nothing.
Ashtel cupped his face in her hands, noticing the wild look in his eyes as he stared at her. His dark pupils darted about like a ship caught in a storm, finally settling on her disheveled skirt, the milky fluids staining her pale skin, and the rise and fall of her chest, still heaving with excitement.
Ah, Payne let out a short, despaired sigh. Perhaps from the moment he had seen Ashtel pleasuring herself, this outcome had been inevitable. He lowered his head and, with a vacant expression, buried his face in the crook of her neck.
Then, as if in a trance, he began to lick her skin, his tongue lapping at her like an animal savoring a sweet treat.
“Pa, Payne…”
Ashtel’s hand rested on the back of his neck, not to push him away, but to encourage him. The sensation of his tongue on her skin, coupled with the warmth of his saliva, was intoxicatingly sweet. The energy surging from deep within her sent her mind soaring far away, to some distant place.
“Mmm…”
Ashtel gently cradled Payne’s face, pulling him closer to exchange a deep, lingering kiss. But suddenly, he let out a pained groan, his shoulders twisting in discomfort. Startled, Ashtel glanced down his back and saw the di-do, now pulsing like a living creature, creeping further into Payne’s body.
‘What… what’s happening?!’
She knew it was a magical di-do, so she wasn’t entirely shocked by its ability to change shape. But she hadn’t expected it to crawl deeper inside on its own.
“Ugh, ngh, wait, my… my back… ah!”
Payne’s body had only ever been touched by Ashtel’s fingers. Though no longer truly untouched, his body was still as sensitive as a v****n’s, and the sudden intrusion sent shockwaves through him.
He could barely breathe, his mouth open in a silent scream as he grappled with the strange sensation of his insides being split in two, mixed with a dull pain and an overwhelming pleasure that wrapped around it all.
“Ugh, ngh, stop… please…!”
Ashtel hadn’t intended to push the di-do in so deeply so quickly, so she quickly grabbed it, trying to pull it back. But the moment her hand touched the handle, a surge of intense energy hit her, leaving her gasping for air.
‘This… this is incredible!’
Carmen’s magical di-do was designed to absorb the energy of any man nearby. But using it directly on a man—especially one as overwhelmed as Payne—was like opening a floodgate.
The energy, which had been building up, now surged through Ashtel, engulfing her, numbing her senses. She grabbed the di-do with all her might and pushed the di-do back inside him.
“Aaah!”
Payne’s body convulsed as he threw his head back at the feeling of his body torn into two. His eyes reddened with tears as he weakly tried to push Ashtel away.
“Stop! Please, stop! I… I’m going to die…”
“It’s okay. You won’t die.”
In fact, this might be what saves you.
The more she stimulated his backside, the more se-en he released. It was a sign that Payne was nearing the peak. By drawing out the pleasure, his body could eventually return to a state of normalcy.
Even though Payne kept saying no, his body was clearly saying yes, standing at full attention.
‘Payne’s body has always been like this.’
