The Priest’s Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 30

Ashtel flicked her finger, and droplets began to form on her skin. The sticky yet smooth liquid soon smeared over Payne’s back entrance. A cold touch made Payne jerk his head and grimace.

“What, what are you, ah, no!”

But his reason had long since departed. Locked inside the cabinet, oblivious to the maids moving outside, Payne only managed to groan muffled noises. For the first time, Ashtel’s fingers breached his entrance.

Payne’s b******s made an involuntary tight clench from the sudden intrusion.

Payne’s legs trembled, barely articulating human words.

“Miss, Maid, this feels, strange…”

“It’s not strange. It will feel good soon.”

“What are you, really…”

He couldn’t continue his sentence.

Whatever liquid Ashtel applied, his once tightening hole now slightly parted and greedily pulled at her finger with each pulse. With each movement, the distinct sensation of her fingers moving inside him was stark, and Payne gripped her forearm, thrashing slightly.

His cheeks flared with heat and embarrassment. Ashtel, finding his flushed expression rather beautiful, removed her hand from his mouth and drew him close for a quick peck on his neck.

Payne’s eyes widened as the smooth lips touched his cheek.

A spark of clarity flickering through his pleasure-addled mind. His face flushed anew, this time from a different emotion. Ashtel swiftly inserted her middle finger, targeting a specific spot inside with precision.

“Ah?!”

Payne’s voice echoed louder than before, clearly audible this time.

The cleaning maids began to murmur.

“Where’s that noise coming from?”

“Is it outside the window?”

Feeling the commotion, Payne quickly covered his mouth with the last shred of his senses. Now with her hands free, Ashtel confidently grasped his firm b******s, delving deeper with her fingers.

“Priest, do you like it?”

The succubus’s magic honeyed fluid, designed with mild stimulative properties and slickness, made the insertion effortless.

Given that Payne was already intensely aroused, even a clumsy touch was enough to…

“Ah, uh, umm!”

He quickly moaned in pleasure.

As Ashtel touched the inner walls, fluid audibly leaked out, and Payne’s knees buckled. Ashtel then pinned him against the wall to prevent him from falling. Her finger’s movements intensified.

Since he was unable to make noise, Payne bit down on his fingers to stifle his groans. The restrained sounds tantalizingly tickled Ashtel’s ears.

‘Payne, you’re so naughty… and delicious.’

As a demon, she found it impossible to resist being further excited by the situation. She wanted to leave the cramped cabinet to do even more intense acts. Her lower parts were wet, urging her to lift her skirt.

Or maybe even more… to completely melt Payne down.

Ashtel’s breathing became damp and ragged as well. Soon, she found herself imagining licking Payne’s behind.

‘I want to give more. I want to see Payne suffer because of me.’

It was her first time doing this, but it felt surprisingly right. She was thoroughly pleased by how sensitive Payne was becoming to her touches.

“Uh, huh, hah!”

Payne’s moans grew louder as she prodded his pro—te relentlessly. His legs curled then straightened as he showed his extreme excitement.

“This feels strange, so strange. Ah, miss, ah, ah…”

The sensation of nearing climax despite being physically blocked was strange, terrifying, and dizzying.

Payne’s panting grew louder. As the maids bustled around outside, Ashtel stuffed her fingers into his mouth.

“Uh, huh.”

The sweet flesh teased his tongue, causing it to wriggle in response.

While Payne was momentarily distracted by the sensations in his mouth, Ashtel pounded even faster and deeper into his backside.

The honeyed fluid on Ashtel’s hand mixed obscenely with Payne’s liquid, splattering beneath the cabinet. Payne, who had been clutching Ashtel’s shoulder and tearing at the hem of her garment, suddenly arched his back and shuddered violently as his breath caught.

He could not resist the sticky stimulation. Unlike his earlier loud cries, he reached his climax quietly this time. Ashtel’s fingers felt the warm and elastic inner walls clinging tightly.

The chastity belt that painfully restrained Payne’s member quivered upwards as it held him tightly.

It was his climax.