One Hundred Nights with the Devil - Chapter 41

“I suppose you have some shame, though. Seeing as you’re not denying it.”

The Devil only withdrew his power after fully enjoying the sight of Elena struggling in the depths of agony. Elena, regaining her severed limbs and body, spat out the blood pooling in her stomach and looked up at him.

The Devil mocked her insolent gaze.

“You’re in heat for the Duke, and you’re angry at me.”

“…….”

“Why are you staying silent? You came here of your own accord to be my entertainment, so is glaring all you’re going to do? Ah. Or perhaps you didn’t like the hospitality? It couldn’t be helped. Dieter buried all the other corpses, so the only thing left was that knight who died outside the castle.”

I used him and put him back where he belonged, so it’s fine, isn’t it? Adding that, the Devil suddenly grabbed her tumbled body. The place where her floating body landed was on his—no, the Duke’s—thighs.

Her body, still feeling the remnants of pain, shriveled in shock at the Duke’s flesh, which was as cold as a corpse. Shhh. The Devil stroked her forehead with his large hand as if to soothe her.

“Shall I tell you something good as an apology?”

The hand that slid down her hair touched her shoulder and then pulled away. Then, without warning, it invaded the cleavage of her b*****s.

“Hngh~~!”

“Right here. The Duke liked this so much his c**k was about to burst. I’m telling you, he couldn’t take his eyes off it.”

In the hand that pulled out after crushing the soft mounds of flesh was the key she had received from the Duke. The Devil crushed it into powder in an instant and smeared the blood-powder-like remains messily over her pale b*****s.

Squish. Squish. Elena gritted her teeth at the strange sensation of it being rubbed into her skin.

“Oh dear. I forgot our Saintess has very little experience.”

“……Because, it’s cold.”

“You hate showing that you’re scared? That kind of reaction is actually more fun, though.”

The Devil, saying he should live up to expectations, shoved his hand deep into her cleavage again. His thick fingers sank all the way to the knuckles between her b*****s. Then, he began to move them back and forth between her full b*****s as if shoving his c**k in.

As his fingers repeated their advance and retreat using the damp powder as lubricant, heat began to bloom between her legs.

“Mmph~nngh.”

Every time she shook her head to hold back a groan, her sunset-colored hair swayed sorrowfully over her shoulders. The Devil mixed his cold breath into the gaps.

“That’s it, Elena. Act fun. That way we can give and take what we each want, can’t we?”

His lips, tracing a long path down her neck, hotly stimulated somewhere deep inside her body. As she twisted her waist from the lingering heat, the tears gathered in her eyes wetted her cheeks and lips.

“What do you, hngh~~want from me?”

“I wonder.”

The hand that had been poking around her cleavage wrapped around the back of her neck and pulled her close. Elena twisted her waist at the sensation of his red tongue licking a deep path up her tear tracks.

“For starters, I’d like you to act pretty.”

“Was it for him, for Duke Conrad, that you called me? Did the Emperor, did he really ask you to devour his nephew, ha~ah!”

“The Emperor? Ah. You mean Lowell Bavaria?”

“Wh-why there. Ugh……!”

“Then what, were you going to get revenge for the Duke? I told you, he’d much rather have you offer your tits for him to suck than anything like that.”

Elena bit her lip as his hand traveled down her waist to her b******s. She couldn’t understand why he kept resorting to vulgar harassment whenever she tried to have a conversation.

But every time she met his eyes to dig into the Devil’s intent, she was the one who avoided his gaze first.

<Actually, I was happy that you came. Because I’ve been alone for so long…….>

Because the voice she had heard during the day kept coming back to her…….

“Tsk.”

The Devil clicked his tongue at her and suddenly bit her plump upper b****t. Surprised by the pain and the stinging pleasure, Elena floundered.

“Now you’re finally paying attention. Are you doing this on purpose so I’ll touch you? Or can you not focus because you miss the Duke? If you’re like that, I could wake him up.”

“No. I heard, mmph~~that you made a promise with him.”

“Oh, that’s right. A promise. Since he believes I’ll stay quietly locked in his bedroom…… if I make him open his eyes now, it’ll be quite a sight.”

The Devil grabbed Elena’s hand and pressed it against his chest. Inside the disheveled shirt, the moment she touched his bare skin, she felt a coldness as icy as frost.

His heart was not beating.

“It’s proof that I’ve put his soul to sleep. How about it? If you nod your head, I can breathe warm blood into this heart and wake the Duke right now.”