The Priest’s Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 145

Jo was Ashtel’s second closest sister, based on age, and the sister just above Hela.

With her short, shiny, curly hair and eyes that seemed like chunks of deep blue ice pulled from northern glaciers, Jo was unlike Mattys, who was made of solid muscle—this succubus was armed with functional, everyday strength and was incredibly quiet.

“Why are you here?”

She was as rare to see as Juvia.

‘Was the last time I saw her thirty years ago?’

That was when Ashtel had visited her territory to speak with Jo directly.

“Aren’t you in the middle of a hunt?”

“Yes.”

“Why my house…”

“Your human. The rumors. I’ve heard.”

Jo regularly went hunting, but this “hunting” wasn’t for humans—it was for animals, the kind of recreational hunting the wealthy often indulged in.

She’d draw her bow, shoot, and once she hit her target, she’d send everything from the skin to the bones and meat back to her territory.

“So, you’re here to see Payne?”

“Yeah.”

“Huh…”

Jo had hunted every rare demon in the demon realm before Ashtel was even born, and eventually moved on to the human world, where she began hunting the infamous mountain beasts.

As a result, she naturally distanced herself from the mundane world, and her already few words became even rarer, to the point that her sentences were often cut short.

“This. Paladin. You know?”

“Well, I do, but…”

“Trouble?”

“It’s a bit awkward.”

“Good. Human. They die, it’s over.”

“Sis, Sister wait! Just a second!”

Though Ashtel had no objection to killing Duvalkan, it wouldn’t exactly improve the situation.

‘Didn’t Duvalkan just say that a knight squad had already been dispatched?’

He had said that earlier.

‘Using a knight squad to find Payne…’

From what Duvalkan had said, it seemed like they hadn’t yet realized the succubus connection, but why was an entire knight squad mobilized?

‘Is Payne such an important priest?’

She thought it over, but his daily duties seemed similar to those of other priests in the capital.

“Is it because his divine power is high…?”

“Sue, kill or not?”

“Not yet! Not now. There’s still a use for him.”

“Okay.”

Jo, whose body was composed of dense muscle, supported Duvalkan with one hand—his body was at least twice as large as hers—and she dropped him aside, stretching her neck.

“Tired. Human’s capital. Far.”

“Oh, really? Well, let’s get Duvalkan inside first… Oh, right. Payne!”

“Payne?”

“My human man’s name.”

She ended up leaving him alone for much longer than she intended.

‘He was already struggling because of his heat—this must’ve been unbearable!’

Since he had been enjoying a bath with Ashtel, it was no surprise that his member was fully e***t.

“Payne, I’m sorry! It took me too long, didn’t it?”

She rushed over and quickly opened the door, only to find Payne, who was almost at his limit, red from his neck to the tips of his ears like he’d been submerged in lava and groaning in discomfort.

“Ngh, ah… down there…”

“Ahh, yes!”

He was trying to ask for the monstrous di-do to be removed, but Ashtel misunderstood and thought he wanted the rope tied around his thick shaft undone. In a panic, Ashtel grabbed scissors and cut the rope.

At the same time, Payne stopped gasping and let out a guttural scream as a blade-like pleasure shot through his spine and into his brain, sending him into convulsions.

“Ahh, haaak!”

His hips jerked uncontrollably as he came, splattering s***n everywhere.

The fluid landed not only on Ashtel’s robe but also on his face, and even on the feet of Jo, who had just entered the room.

“Sue, that human?”

“Uh, yeah. Just wait outside for a moment, sis.”

“…Ngh, ah. Hng.”

Payne’s vision was blurry, and the pleasure ringing in his head hadn’t subsided.

Even after coming once, he realized his body still craved more intense satisfaction.

“The… the toy, please… take it out… ah!”

“Got it. Stay still.”

The rope around his mouth made it hard to speak clearly, and drool dripped down in thick strands.

With his face a mess of tears and saliva, Payne didn’t even notice who was behind Ashtel.

Tears streamed down his face from the strain as he struggled to breathe through his open mouth.

“Payne, you need to relax.”

“Hah, but… but…”

“You’re clenching too tight.”

Ashtel gently rubbed his thighs and twisted the d***o.

The magical tool, which had expanded into a bumpy shape inside him, shifted again as mana surged into it, pounding relentlessly against Payne’s insides.

Unable to withstand the rough kneading, Payne teetered on the edge of climax once more and finally fell over it.

“Hngg!”

This time, he didn’t come but instead arched his hips high into the air, trembling violently. His inner walls clenched tightly around the d***o, refusing to let go, so Ashtel waited patiently, gently stroking Payne’s stomach until the climax passed.

Finally, Payne’s body slumped onto the bed, and the toy was easily removed.