Chapter 140
The intoxicating scent pulled away, and his rationality clawed its way back from the darkness.
But it was already too late.
“S-Sue, wait… ngh—!”
“Mmm, I love it, Payne. You feel so good.”
“Kh…!”
Her flesh wrapped around him, that he could do nothing to stop her.
Ashtel, pressing her slick heat against Payne’s swollen length up and down, lifted her skirt, showing she intended to put him in completely.
Once again, her core was exposed to him.
Her pale, soft lower belly, the smooth womanhood. His rigid flesh—they looked as though they were made to be together.
Payne lost to the temptation, he clawed at the grass beneath him, struggling to hold back his pleasure. But as Ashtel’s walls slowly enveloped him, his breath shattered.
“Hngh—!”
The skin at the tip was being pushed and the tingling head was swallowed inch by inch.
Gasping, he bucked his hips on instinct, desperate for more.
The sudden movement made Ashtel stumble forward, clutching at his chest before she propped her upper body and moved wildly.
“Ah—hah! Hah!”
Payne was also thrusting up to meet her rhythm.
The feverish heat of her inner walls clenched around his pillar. It was too good that he felt disgusted with himself. He knew she was a demon—and yet, he couldn’t stop.
“Ah! Payne, Payne! Ngh! So good—!”
Flashes of memory of the obscene things he had done blurred through Payne’s mind.
The first time he had met her—when he had taken her, mercilessly, on his own bed.
The time he was reunited with her, only for his c**k to be seized in her grasp.
The moment at the hymn ceremony, when he had shoved himself down her throat.
For the past month, his body had belonged to Ashtel.
Payne’s mind belonged to his c**k. And his c**k belonged to Ashtel. So in the end, he belonged to her.
How could he refuse her? How could he ever hope to resist a devil’s temptation?
A hazy realization surfaced in his mind. Was this the curse of dreams?
“Nngh—ah! Hah—!”
The pleasure slammed into him, dissolving all thought.
And for the first time that night, Payne whispered the words Ashtel longed to hear.
“It feels… good.”
* * *
Humans are creatures of regret.
And so, Payne regretted everything that had happened in the forest.
‘God above…’
Even after the toy had been removed from his body, Ashtel had kept riding him—driving him over the edge.
Like a mindless beast, he had clung to Ashtel.
It wasn’t until nightfall, when the air grew colder, that Ashtel finally stopped as she was worried for his health.
Only then did the depraved act come to an end.
Payne managed to make his way back to the cabin.
“By the way, Payne, don’t you need to use the bathroom?”
“…I’m fine.”
“Wait, don’t tell me you came inside me?”
“Are you insane?”
Ashtel remained unconvinced, narrowing her eyes suspiciously before turning away.
‘I got so lost in the pleasure that I completely forgot.’
Next time, she’d make sure to watch him c-m.
Dragging her tired body, she followed Chacha’s teachings—always bathe after going out.
Using one of Carmen’s handy experimental tools, she poured steaming water into the tub, stripped off her clothes without a second thought, and reached for Payne.
“Payne, I’m too exhausted. Let’s just bathe together.”
“…”
If she was that tired, she could’ve simply dropped her transformation spell. But Ashtel continued to wear Sue’s form—solely because she knew he liked it.
Payne’s mind was still battered from everything that had happened, so he remained silent. Instead, he scooped her up and set her in the tub.
When she wouldn’t stop pestering him, he finally relented and stepped in as well. With both of them inside, the small tub felt cramped.
Payne blinked, staring at Ashtel who was settled between his legs.
She was facing away, so he couldn’t see her expression. But the way her neatly tied-up hair bobbed excitedly told him enough—she was in a very good mood.
“It’s warm, isn’t it?”
“…Yes.”
Payne wasn’t used to this.
Priests washed themselves with cold water at dawn. Holy water, touched by Katzel’s grace, was naturally chilled—and bathing in hot water was considered a luxury, more suited to nobles, so the temple avoided it.
So, for the first time in ages…Payne let himself relax, thawing his body into the soothing warm water.
“Payne, let me know if your c**k gets hard.”
Of course, there was the demon nestled in his arms, constantly draining him of energy.
“I can take care of it for you.”
“It won’t.”
“Huh? Already?”
“No, that’s not what I—”
Suddenly, the peaceful bath was interrupted.
BANG. BANG. BANG.
Exactly three heavy knocks on the door.
Ashtel’s eyes widened. She lifted her head and thought.
‘My sisters?’
No. None of her sisters were supposed to visit for a while. Most of them had already heard about her.
Then who…?
Ashtel swallowed hard.
The knocking came again, breaking through the cozy atmosphere.
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