Why Would a Holy Knight Be Afflicted with Such a Curse? - Chapter 71

Roarna gasped.

“Ah… I’m really going crazy.”

Celesto groaned. It felt like desire and impulse mixed together, turning his mind white.

Because it was so uselessly lewd.

As if he couldn’t take it anymore, Celesto bit down on Roarna’s nape. Each time his teeth gnawed at her flesh, Roarna twisted.

“Eueung! Clothes, ah… Celesto…”

She whispered as if pleading.

“Why, why are you calling me.”

Gripping her small hand tighter, Celesto shook his own. The movement stirring Roarna’s vaginal walls also grew rougher.

“I, me. Rub my c******s too…”

“…Ha, really. You’re driving me crazy.”

The moment Roarna’s urgent voice pierced his ear, the last few strands of reason holding Celesto back snapped.

He gasped roughly and pushed the finger exploring her vaginal walls even deeper.

Her hot inner walls wrapped around his knuckle. This pretty, lewd, yet completely oblivious woman.

The sensation of her convulsing with pleasure transmitted vividly through his fingers.

Rubbing her c******s with his thumb and her vaginal walls with his middle finger, Celesto struggled to clench his jaw.

‘And you said you don’t do things like s*x with friends.’

He forcibly swallowed those words. They were words he must never utter aloud.

Instead, he growled like a beast and asked.

“Can I put another finger in?”

“Heueuk, eung… eung, okay, put it in…”

*Throb.*

His lower abdomen dropped with a thud.

Celesto buried his lips in Roarna’s nape once more. Swallowing down the words trying to burst from inside, he wedged his index finger into her writhing inner walls.

Her walls, which had tightly clenched even around one finger, surprisingly accepted the second finger smoothly.

As if it could accommodate something much larger than this.

“…”

Celesto moved his wrist.

Once his middle finger also entered the opening, it became easier to rub her c******s with his thumb.

Pressing down firmly on the bump, he circled it while probing the inner walls with his two fingers.

Soon, his fingertips caught on a thickly swollen spot. As he persistently stroked it, Roarna’s back arched like a bowstring.

“Ah-eung, ah-ah! Ah, there… there feels good…”

Roarna sobbed and moaned.

At that reaction, Celesto, blood rushing to his scalp, thrust his manhood hard into her palm. The pressure of her soft hand tightly gripping his shaft made his vision swim.

“Heueuk, ang, a-ang… ah, aht!”

“Hoo. Hu… ahhh…”

Inside a defenseless space, where only a few old walls precariously shielded them, the two’s ragged breaths and squelching friction echoed in the air.

The heat raced toward its peak. Now, it was impossible to tell who was satisfying whom.

“You’re driving me crazy…”

Just then, a whisper flowed from the lips hovering over Roarna’s ear.

Celesto pulled Roarna even tighter. He pressed his own thing, root and all, deep into her small, soft grip.

“Curse or no curse, I want to bury it inside you…”

Two thick fingers simultaneously thrust into Roarna’s deepest place. At the touch pressing on her weak spot, her wrinkled inner walls began to tremble.

“I can’t think of anything else, damn it…”

Fierce, continuous movements and squelching sounds.

Amidst it all, a truth bordering on pleading leaked out.

Even with his mind melting in unprecedented desire, Celesto could tell Roarna was nearing her climax.

He moved his hips faster. In Roarna’s deepest place, and in Roarna’s hand. He wanted to melt away like this.

Together with Roarna.

Mustering his last strength, Celesto sought her lips again. A kiss stained with possessiveness and thirst poured out.

As fiercely as his incessantly moving fingers, he tangled his tongue with Roarna’s.

He wanted to absorb everything of her like this. If he couldn’t, he wished this moment would last forever.

Soon, Roarna’s body began to tremble finely. Her body, reaching its peak, clenched around his fingers as if mad, and hot fluid trickled down her thigh.

He couldn’t hold out any longer.