Chapter 155
“Ah, ah, yes! Hngh!”
In the small hut touched by the dawn, sharp cries of pleasure echoed one after another.
The mischievous voice of the succubus, stirring even the base of the man’s desire, invaded Payne’s mind and shook his senses.
He gripped Ashtel’s hips firmly, panting as he pulled back then thrust forward.
With a wet slap, their flesh clung together, obscene juices splattering as his member slipped back inside. The inner walls tightened, gripping Payne’s lower body tightly.
The more he moved, the more it felt as if every sensation was pouring into that damp, secret place.
“Ah, Payne, you’re… so good! Ah!”
“Ugh, uh, ha. Easy, a bit more… please.”
Payne lifted Ashtel’s plump thigh over his shoulder and quickened his pace.
The wet sounds of skin slapping grew faster, and soon Ashtel’s adorable lips came into his view.
Her mouth was open wide, letting out sweet moans, her bright red tongue poking out past perfectly lined teeth.
For a moment, Payne nearly bowed his head to kiss her, just as she had done, but barely held himself back, shifting his gaze away.
‘I’ve lost my mind.’
There is a difference between intercourse and a bridal kiss.
Both acts are between lovers, but a bridal kiss is a sacred ritual to seal the union during a marriage ceremony.
It should be filled with care, affection, and pure love.
But Ashtel seemed to care for none of that, stealing Payne’s lips whenever she got the chance.
She would pounce on him anytime, claiming it was to draw out his demonic energy, and Payne had long given up resisting. Though he still did not want to be the one to initiate the kiss first.
“Uuuh.”
Yet Ashtel, who could see through his desires at a glance, panted softly as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
His Adam’s apple bobbed, and his upper body collapsed slightly as her grip on his skin tightened.
Payne’s eyes snapped open as he looked down at her, and she lowered her eyelids as if urging him on.
Though there was no force behind it, Payne found himself lowering his head involuntarily like a soaked branch dripping drops, until he felt her breath and suddenly stopped.
“Payne, hurry.”
At her faint coaxing, he reluctantly pressed his lips against hers.
At first, the lukewarm heat was unsettling. Then came the quiet warmth that seeped out gently, followed by a stirring sensation that left him breathless.
Payne gently caressed inside her with his tongue, swirling it just as Ashtel had done.
Is a succubus’s inside always this pleasurable?
Why was Ashtel’s mouth and her body both equally intoxicating?
Finally reaching his climax, Payne pressed his hips relentlessly deep, as if determined to fill her completely with his seed, then panted heavily against Ashtel’s thigh as he trembled and came apart.
“Ahh, haaah… Payne.”
Ashtel broke away from his kiss, sobbing softly.
Seeing his lower abdomen soaked messily, it seemed she had reached her peak as well.
Now fully surrendered to lust, Payne pulled the trembling Ashtel close and kissed her again.
Their wet tongues tangled as his member slowly slid out, pale fluid oozing between Ashtel’s glistening folds.
Without realizing it, Payne’s hands roamed her legs, tracing inside before slipping a finger into her heated core.
Inside, it was messier and stickier than before he entered, intoxicatingly so.
“Miss… Miss Sue.”
Payne called out to Ashtel breathlessly and dazed.
Matching the rhythm of his touch, Ashtel twisted her hips, her unfocused gaze searching for him.
Her slender fingers traced up his side, brushed across his chest, then drifted back down.
At last, she gripped Payne’s muscular, firm b******s, gasping as light returned to her eyes.
“Payne… I love it. It was so good.”
Though she smiled contentedly like a well-fed cat, the truth was Ashtel still felt a little unsatisfied.
‘Well, we’ve only done it once!’
After all, a succubus was supposed to gather vitality from a man morning, noon, and night—and take him out like a snack in between, filling her every opening.
‘But the timing isn’t right now…’
Payne’s seduction had been wonderful. She was glad he had taken her, and sharing love made her body and soul feel complete.
If this dawn could last forever, it would be perfect. But there was much to do. And though Payne might have mustered the courage to do it once, he surely wouldn’t want a second time.
He was a priest of the Katzel order, devoted to purity and chastity.
So Ashtel held Payne close, savoring his warmth, then slowly let him go.
Sensing their brief encounter was ending, Payne looked down at her with a startled expression.
‘What’s this?’
Could it be they were already finished?
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