Why Would a Holy Knight Be Afflicted with Such a Curse? - Side Story Part IV

Yeah, by this point even I couldn’t help but realize it.

Celesto wanted to erase everything I had ever received from another man from this world.

But there was one problem. I had finally found a use for the black hellebore.

And it was all because of Celesto!

I swallowed my frustration.

Whose fault is it that I still haven’t been able to transplant that flower? He’s always taking his anger out on me…

Just then, Celesto drew his hips back once more. The movement sent a sharp, tingling sensation racing up my spine.

After steadying his breathing, he began moving with slow, deliberate motions.

Each movement pressed insistently against the most sensitive places inside me.

“Ah… mm…”

A sound closer to a cry than a moan escaped my lips. Every time he overwhelmed my senses, my vision flashed white.

It felt as though every strand of my hair was being helplessly overtaken by the intense sensation.

Perhaps because he had relentlessly worn me down for nearly two hours, it took only a few more movements before my body reached its limit.

Gripping the windowsill tightly, I struggled to catch my breath as warmth spread through me and trickled down my thigh.

All of my senses became painfully vivid, as though I were suspended in a vacuum. My whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Because I already knew he was still far from finishing.

“Roarna.”

His low voice brushed against my ear.

“I think I’m about to… Can I keep going?”

“Mm…”

“I wanted to wait until you were done too. But… it’s too slippery now. I can’t hold back any longer.”

Where in the world did he learn to say things like that? It definitely wasn’t from me.

I turned and rested my head against Celesto’s chest. The heavy thump, thump of his heartbeat echoed directly against my ear.

…Well, then again. He somehow turned out to be good at s*x without anyone teaching him. Maybe he’s just naturally gifted at dirty talk too.

With that thought, I squeezed my eyes shut.

“…You can.”

It was permission given only after making a tremendous decision.

And it was a decision that carried an equally tremendous responsibility.

“Ah-ack…..!”

The massive glans struck my weak spot precisely.

*Squish.* Weight pressed down over the blunt heat. As if confirming that the location of my erogenous zone was indeed there.

Reflexively, I tensed my lower abdomen. My sensitized mucous membrane twitched, trembling along the shape of the c**k filling me.

After savoring that sensation for a long while, Celesto finally pulled his hips back.

Instinctively, I gripped the windowsill tightly. At the same time, heat surged in from behind.

An intense pleasure spread through my entire body, sharp enough to make my head tingle.

“Heueu…”

“Haah, hoo… Roarna.”

With his c**k buried inside me to the root, Celesto whispered.

Soon, he began thrusting his hips even more fiercely than before. Unrestrained holy power seeped from the hand gripping my pelvis.

Having lost his composure, Celesto moved far more persistently and cunningly.

He executed every act I had taught him with perfect precision and speed, all while savoring the sensation of pushing his c**k to the root inside my wet vaginal walls.

*Thud, thud.* The sound of the window rattling mingled with the squelching friction. It was because Celesto’s holy power was splashing against the heavily enchanted glass.

At this moment, Celesto was utterly merciless. Like a beast left with nothing but the instinct to thrust inside me.

In fact, he was already scraping every single one of my weak spots.

I must have taken this c**k a hundred times by now. Yet the pressure of his thick shaft filling me completely never seemed to become familiar.

It always felt as if every nerve in my body was concentrated on my g******s.

Moreover, his c**k, nearing climax, was larger and harder than before. With that massive thing driving me crazy inside, my body refused to obey.

I could vividly feel the fluid trickling down my thighs.

“Heu, ha-eu, ah-eung… ah… ahhh…”

I gasped, my forehead pressed against the windowsill. Drool dribbled from my parted lips.

My entire body felt like it was breaking. Every time the bulging veins along his shaft scraped my vaginal walls, my thighs twitched on their own.

With the hot heat constantly going in and out, my insides had already melted into a soft mess. Yet the swollen glans kept pounding against my cervix, demanding my climax.

Eventually, my body gave out first.