Blasphemous Grace - Chapter 60

“Ah…”

At that moment, her passage clenched tightly, causing the egg already inside to rub against her inner walls. In her downward glance at her own, unknowingly parted entrance, she saw the surface of the egg, now about a third extruded.

“The moment you expel it, their lives are forfeit,” Lekia said.

Startled, Delonas instinctively pressed the other egg in her hand firmly against herself. As her body involuntarily tensed, the egg trying to emerge was pushed back in.

“Hhuut…!”

A strange sensation spread through her.

Her legs trembled violently in that instant. Priests’ staves pressed in, blocking her involuntary attempt to close her thighs. Trapped, the sensation surged up from her lower belly. Even as she twisted her body—

—Thud!

A man’s solid leg braced against her back, halting her. It merely forced her legs wider apart, aimed downward. At that same moment, heat bloomed between her thighs, and the egg within seemed to have grown slightly larger; she exhaled a shuddering breath.

But Lekia’s fierce gaze, and the former imperials on the carts, would not let her stop. Trembling, she pushed another egg inside.

“Hh… nngh…!”

This time, the sensation penetrated deeper. The feeling of something swelling within her grew more distinct, even as the second egg began absorbing the slickness the first could not fully contain. It swelled faster than the first, now filling the entrance completely.

“Aaah…!”

Her head fell back involuntarily.

At this lewd display, a stir rippled through the priests.

“Ah, no…!”

The sound reminded her anew that countless men witnessed this—her eyes fluttered in distress. Their gazes glistened with carnal hunger. All those dark stares seemed to converge on her below. Though this was shameful, something to hide, under those eyes…

“Hh,”

Her passage twitched and clenched.

As if aroused. Impossible.

The second egg began to slip against her inner walls.

—Shove.

Lekia’s hand roughly pushed it back in.

“Aaahk!”

An unexpected jolt tore a shriek from her throat.

“Hnngh!”

Hearing the priests’ excited murmurs from all around, her mind went white.

“Next.”

Lekia, his own front now noticeably distended, commanded. Her shaking hand picked up the third egg. Surely she could not be aroused, yet more slickness than before was now flowing out. It trickled, wetting the black carpet below. Unbelieving, Delonas dropped her gaze.

“……!”

Lekia’s hand seized hers, the one holding the egg. He wiped it against her, letting it absorb the moisture, then pushed it inside her.

“Aaaah…!”

Her hips bucked. Lekia’s fingers, probing her depths, struck something deeper.

“Hhnnng!”

Water gushed forth. As Lekia withdrew his hand, a long, translucent thread of slickness stretched between his fingers and her entrance, then snapped. The image seared itself into Delonas’s vision; she squeezed her eyes shut.

“You must hurry.”

But no respite was granted. Thus, the fourth egg disappeared inside her.

“Hh, ah, ah,”

Only strange sounds escaped her lips. Glancing down, she saw her belly now visibly swollen—unlike before.

“This is…”

Unbelievable. The eggs seemed to have expanded within her, taking root in her very womb. As if she truly carried something within her.

The fifth egg was roughly forced into her.

“No, don’t,”

She gasped for breath. But the hands did not stop. The fifth egg crowded in beside the others, then vanished past the entrance.

“……Hhuu, huk,”

Below her swollen belly, the sensation of fluid trickling down was vivid—the overflow that the five eggs could not contain. With her stomach distended, she could not bend forward; she could only slump backward, her lower body splayed open.

Above her, a priest had exposed himself—swollen, dark, and glistening with anticipation.

“Ah—!”

Startled, she tried to turn away, but her bloated form hindered movement.

—Thud!

No one restrained her, perhaps knowing she could not properly flee. With any lucidity, she might have realized this herself, but the unfamiliar, tingling ache from her swollen core left her senseless. She only wanted to escape, to close her legs. Finding no hands upon her, she attempted to crawl sideways.

Her b*****s swayed; her swollen belly sagged downward. Her slick b******s were fully exposed.

“Ah…!”

The cold shock startled her, and she reached back to cover herself—when a man’s hand seized her waist.

“Having received, you must now give,” came the voice of the priest who had been exposed. With a rustle, the black carpet wrinkled as she was dragged toward him.

“Aaah!”