The Priest’s Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 209

“Sue, Sue! Ah, mm! Hhng!”

He had to be insane.

Only someone mad would let this happen.

“S-stop! Ugh!”

He desperately wanted to grab Ashtel and shove her away, but with his right leg still over her shoulder, he couldn’t move recklessly.

Payne tried to scoot away, but there was nowhere to go on the tiny bed.

His attempts to escape only resulted in his hips writhing lewdly, which seemed to excite Ashtel even more.

“Mm, you have to stay still.”

She said this as she squeezed his firm flesh, her hands kneading his a*s.

Watching his own butt being handled so shamelessly, Payne’s shame hit its limit—he covered his face and bit his lip to stifle the moans that kept slipping out.

When his cries finally faded into strangled silence, Ashtel paused her tongue and looked up.

“Payne?”

From his neck to the tips of his ears, even his n*****s flushed a deep pink.

He’s so indecent—and so shy.

The harder Payne breathed, the more enticing his trembling muscles and supple skin seemed.

Wanting to see him lose control, Ashtel grabbed his butt with both hands and spread them wide. Payne, startled, reached down to grasp her head.

“A-Ashtel!”

“Call me Sue.”

But before he could get another word out, she plunged her tongue back into his spread entrance.

This time, her tongue was rougher, more insistent—she ruthlessly searched out his prostate, making Payne grit his teeth and eventually cry out, his hips bucking wildly.

“Ah, ah! Sue, stop! Please!”

A messy chorus of squelching sounds filled the air as Ashtel’s saliva mixed with his own fluids.

The writhing bedsheets finally settled only when Payne reached his second climax, his hips arching off the bed in shuddering spasms.

“…!”

He stared wide-eyed, panting, thighs pressed together.

Looking down, he saw thin, watery s***n splattered everywhere.

‘Again… like this…’

He’d come from that filthy place again. Was it really okay to feel this way from such a dirty act?

As Payne was caught up in his confusion, Ashtel crawled up and gently stroked his cheek.

“Did it feel good?”

“…Do I have to say it did?”

“Mm-hmm! It makes me happy when you feel good.”

She twisted his n****e playfully, devilish as ever—even more so for being a former succubus.

Payne, covering his face, confessed in a small voice.

“…ood.”

“Huh?”

“I said it felt good.”

Ashtel blinked in surprise, then broke into a huge smile and hugged him tightly.

“Really? Was it really that good?”

“I’m not saying it again.”

“Aww, don’t be like that.”

When she grabbed his wet member and teased it, Payne’s throat bobbed hard.

He glared at her and retaliated by touching her side—but the soft, warm flesh surprised him into letting out a small gasp instead.

“Trying to tickle me?”

That was his intention—if only she weren’t so soft.

Payne hesitated, but finally let his hand glide over Ashtel’s side again.

She was just as wonderfully soft as before. No matter how much he touched her, he couldn’t get enough.

Ashtel started giggling, squirming atop him.

“S-stop, that tickles…”

“That’s the point.”

“Eep.”

The more he touched her, the more her reactions changed—she began to writhe, her breathy moans tickling his ear.

“Hhng, Payne. Ah…”

Was she really just ticklish?

Payne watched her pant for a moment, but didn’t stop. Her addictive skin kept drawing his hand back.

Every time he moved, Ashtel’s reactions became more and more enticing.

‘…Wait, is this okay?’

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Ashtel was already grinding her pelvis against his lower belly.

His c**k immediately started to rise again.

When their eyes met, Ashtel leaned down, eyes closed, and kissed him—a signal that they were starting all over again.

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“Hhng, ah… ngh.”

Lost in pleasure, Payne couldn’t hold onto reason.

Once again, Ashtel’s skilled touch had him bucking uncontrollably beneath her.

“Ah, mmm, yes! Payne!”

It was Ashtel’s first time having s*x as a human, but although she was briefly overwhelmed by Payne’s size, she quickly adjusted, opening up to welcome him inside.