The Priest’s Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 236

“Did Sis Carmen finish making the curse-breaking device already?”

“No, not quite. This one’s single-use and only absorbs a small amount of demonic energy—ugh…”

Payne trailed off, collapsing to the ground. The slime stuck to the tip of his c**k had started to move more insistently, sending waves of heat crashing through him.

‘Of all times, why did Ashtel have to show up now?’

And of course, he was naked from his bath.

If he knew Ashtel at all, she’d be on him in an instant—and, sure enough, when he glanced over, her eyes were fixed hungrily on his e******n, lips practically watering.

“D-don’t stare!”

“But Payne… you look so incredibly sexy right now.”

Sexy was the last thing he should be. He was supposed to be a priest, dedicated to Katzel—even if he’d fallen from grace, he wasn’t supposed to want this.

Trying to block everything out, Payne covered his face with both hands. But the moment he felt the slime inside him start to lengthen and squirm within his u*****a, he gasped out loud.

“Hnnngh!”

“Are you alright? Does it hurt?”

“N-no, not exactly…”

Honestly, pain would’ve been better than this. The worst part was that it didn’t hurt at all.

‘Damned it.’

Payne grit his teeth and press down hard on the slime with his thumb. But it just pushed in deeper, refusing to let go.

He tried flooding it with divine power, desperate to kill it off, but since it was artificial, that only made it squirm more frantically.

So Payne was left to writhe in the grass by the lake, overwhelmed as the slime burrowed deeper, every movement sending jolts of pleasure through his body. His hands kept wandering back to his c**k, stroking himself helplessly while Ashtel watched.

“Hngh, ah, ah…”

Ashtel, watching him unravel, could barely think straight. She hadn’t seen Payne lose control like this since that day she was sick for three days straight.

“Payne, come here. Let me help.”

It was supposed to be a demonic energy-absorbing device, after all.

And if it was only good for one use, it should fall off as soon as it finished drawing out the magic.

‘It doesn’t seem like a real monster… Roman must’ve made this fake slime, right?’

Judging by how it only burrowed deeper when pulled, it had all the classic slime behaviors.

‘Demonic energy will come out on its own if we wait—but the real problem is that Payne’s in full-blown heat right now…’

She watched him squirm and tremble, then, on impulse, leaned down and licked his neck.

“Hah! Wh-what are you doing?!”

Just as she thought—he was far more sensitive than usual.

That settled it. She had to help him.

“If I leave you like this, it’s only going to get worse.”

“B-but…”

“It’s okay.”

It was exactly as she’d always wanted—to be wrapped up with him, making love under the open sky.

Smiling, Ashtel kissed the side of his neck, letting her cloak slip off her shoulders.

Payne stared in shock at her naked body.

“Ashtel… why are you…?”

“Why else? I wanted to do this with you.”

“Wait—hold on—ah!”

And like that, their naked bodies came together, entwined in a feverish embrace by the lakeside, exposed to the open air.

It was almost too much for Payne’s mind to process—but at the same time, the thrill of possibly being seen made it even more intoxicating.

Ashtel’s pale skin filled his vision, and all he could do was cling to his sultry lover, hands roaming on her chest.

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“A-ah, nngh—ah!”

Flat on his back in the grass, Payne moaned helplessly while Ashtel straddled him, clutching his head and crying out as she moved.

“Payne, Payne!”

The rut had stripped away all his inhibitions. He latched onto Ashtel’s b*****s, sucking and nibbling, occasionally biting her n*****s with his tongue until she shuddered beneath him.

But Ashtel wasn’t just passively receiving—she rocked her hips, teasing the tip of his c**k with her soft, round a*s.

“Sue, Sue…”

It was shameless and wild, but Payne couldn’t get enough—he called his lover’s nickname like it was the sweetest thing in the world.

Sensing how desperate he was, Ashtel paused, sitting up just enough to reach down and wrap her hand around his thick shaft, which was leaking pre-c*m in little spurts.

“See? The slime is feeding on your fluids.”

But… was that really all it was doing? Roman’s artificial monster seemed to have more effects than just draining demonic energy.