Chapter 112
“Bring His Highness here, quickly!”
The knights who had rapidly set up the tent moved Euclid inside. After laying him on a cot, Morris spoke urgently.
“We will go handle the remaining monsters in the area. Please purify His Highness.”
“Alright.”
Sylaria nodded with determination. Once Morris left, she first removed Euclid’s clothes. She quickly stripped off his jacket and inner shirt, then exhaled in a trembling breath.
‘It’ll be fine.’
She was anxious. She had heard that before a divine power rampage, a Holy Knight’s heart usually beat rapidly. But Euclid’s heart now was the complete opposite, beating very slowly.
So she worried that, perhaps, just perhaps, purification might not work.
‘It must be simply because he overused it.’
Sylaria reassured herself as she removed her own clothes with trembling hands. Her garments fell one by one on top of Euclid’s. When she finally removed the last piece, she was completely naked.
“Wake up, Euclid.”
Sylaria kissed him with desperate hope. His body had cooled, and his lips were cold like those of someone dead.
She kissed him long and deeply to share her body heat with him. Then she slowly climbed on top of him.
Leaning forward, she kissed him again. Their bodies overlapped completely, and her b*****s flattened against his firm chest. Sylaria lifted her mouth from his face and slowly kissed her way down his chest and hard abdomen.
When she reached his lower belly, she straightened up with a troubled expression.
‘What should I do?’
The fastest and most effective purification was penetration. But with him unconscious like this, she wasn’t sure if she could do it.
‘There’s no time to hesitate. I need to do what I can.’
Resolving herself, Sylaria took a long breath and undid Euclid’s pants. When she pulled down the zipper of the black trousers and took out his member, she was startled.
‘Why is… it hard?’
Euclid’s shaft was standing stiff and e***t. She hadn’t realized it because of the dark pants, but the member tucked along his left thigh was even dripping pre-c*m.
Had he sensed her touch unconsciously. Whatever the reason, it was fortunate.
Sylaria took a deep breath and grasped the thick shaft. It was so large it didn’t even fit fully in her hand, but she managed to hold it. Then she straightened her upper body and aligned her entrance with the tip.
Thankfully, her body was already releasing nectar to accept him.
But an unexpected problem arose.
The diameter of the glans was too large, and even when she lowered her hips, she couldn’t take him fully inside.
“Hnn…”
Sylaria let out a low moan as she moved her body gently up and down. Each movement made a slick, sticky sound as the tip rubbed at her entrance.
The round tip of the shaft slipped slightly between her red folds, then slid out again. Each time, her lower belly tightened and a faint cry escaped her lips.
“Haa, Euclid…”
Growing desperate, Sylaria moaned his name. Even with just the head inside a little, her lower body tingled. She wanted so badly to take him all the way inside, but her body wouldn’t cooperate and she grew frantic.
“Hhnngh, haa…”
Feeling overwhelmed, Sylaria braced her hands on Euclid’s firm abdomen. Moving her hips up and down, she tried inserting him little by little, very little by little. With patience and long effort, she managed to push in up to the underside of the glans. Even that alone made her belly feel full, but the real problem came after.
It was the flaring rim of the glans.
‘I have to get it in, quickly.’
Sylaria licked her lips anxiously. She was growing impatient. Transparent nectar dripped from her slit. Just as she steadied her hips and tried again to push down.
Euclid, who had been lying like a dead man, suddenly grasped the hand she had placed on his belly.
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