The Priest’s Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 211

‘Was it really not enough for him?!’

Ashtel had thought they’d gone at it pretty hard, but apparently it still wasn’t enough if Payne had to finish himself off like this—in front of her, no less. Not with anyone else, but with her watching.

“P-Payne…”

Hurriedly, Ashtel reached out and brushed her fingers along his damp cheek, right at the corner of his eyes.

Sure enough, he’d lost control again—Payne panted harshly, nuzzling into her palm. It was a lewd, yet strangely adorable sight.

Ashtel had thought he was spent, but watching him burn up with desire for her again only kindled her own longing.

‘But if we keep going, I really might collapse…’

So, instead, she pressed her plump thighs together and sandwiched Payne’s c**k between them. The soft skin, slick with sweat and other fluids, made Payne groan deeply as his shaft slid back and forth in the tight space.

“Ahh…”

As if she’d let him inside, he started to thrust eagerly between her thighs, rubbing against the plush flesh. At the same time, Payne kept moving the d***o inside himself, hitting all his sensitive spots at once.

The double stimulation sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body.

“Hah… ah… uh…”

Drool slipped from the corner of his slightly parted lips, and his brow furrowed in desperate concentration.

When Ashtel squeezed her thighs even tighter, Payne let out a wild, animalistic sound and bucked his hips harder. Just as he was about to lose it again, she released her hold and grabbed his thick shaft with both hands, squeezing firmly.

As she squeezed, Payne gasped and thrashed his head back.

“A-Ashtel, ah…!”

All that pent-up heat built to a fever pitch, trapped and unable to escape. Desperate, Payne thrashed like a trapped animal, begging for release.

“Let go—ah, please let go!”

But Ashtel, lips in a playful pout, just gripped his balls and rolled them gently between her fingers, teasing him mercilessly.

Payne’s moans only grew more frantic.

“Hah, ahh—Ashtel, please!”

“After all we just did, you still needed more?”

“Hnngh, that, ah—uh—!”

She kept blocking his climax, watching every detail of his flushed, lust-drunk face. His once-chaste midnight blue eyes were now feverish with desire, reflecting her naked body.

After everything, the priest had truly surrendered to lust.

“…Nngh!”

Even with his front trapped, Payne kept working the d-ldo inside himself—maybe to finally find some relief. He thrust it deeper, the tight inner walls clinging to every ridge.

Crying out her name, he moved harder and faster, until.

The tall man suddenly slumped forward, making Ashtel lose her grip.

At the same moment, he thrust the d-ldo as deep as it would go, and finally, Payne came, spurting hot s***n onto Ashtel’s lower belly.

As Payne trembled, dazed and spent, he suddenly realized that Ashtel—pinned beneath him—was staring blankly up at his face, her own twisted with pleasure.

‘…Ah.’

That one earth-shattering climax was enough to snap him back to his senses a little.

Not only had he touched himself, but he’d also ended up thrusting like a dog in heat. The thought made his face flush red again, just as Ashtel looped her arms around his neck and pulled him down.

“Don’t run away.”

Her warm lips brushed his jaw and cheek, before finally settling on his lips.

Payne’s breathing grew ragged; like an animal, he claimed Ashtel’s mouth.

Their lips mingled with the taste of each other’s sweetness.

“Sue…”

“Mmm.”

“Just a little more…”

“…Huh?”

Wait—a little more?

‘No way… He’s actually ready for more?’

Looking into Payne’s eyes, she realized he wasn’t planning to let her go after just once or twice.

Just as Ashtel tried to slip away, Payne suddenly wrapped her in a tight embrace and whispered hotly against her ear,

“You did this to me… So now, you have to take responsibility.”

His words, broken up by heated gasps, tickled her ear.

Ashtel trembled, shaking her head as Payne slid a hand between her legs, gently coaxing them open.

“P-Payne, wait—I, ah, nngh…!”

But round two was only just beginning.

* * *

Although the night had long since passed, the lovers’ bedroom was still shrouded in darkness.

Of course, there was no way to completely block out the sunlight creeping in through the curtains, and a sharp ray stabbed at Payne’s eyes, making him groan quietly.

“Ugh…”

His body felt heavy. It wasn’t the usual kind of muscle soreness, but as if something was physically pressing down on him.

Blinking to steady his blurred vision, he turned his head—and saw Ashtel sprawled half on top of him.