My Past Life is Riddled With Many Sins - Chapter 81
“What are you doing…?”
“Don’t worry. I’m just trying to make you feel less pain.”
His overly tender tone bordering on grotesque, as if luring her into a trap with his soft words.
Despite her doubts about his intentions, Regina let him be for the moment, as she lacked the strength to resist anyway.
As he skilfully removed her undergarments, he grasped her now exposed breast in his hands. Confused, she tried to rationalize his actions that could only be foreplay.
While Skyler was known to be mischievous, he was not the type to exploit her suffering to satisfy his desires. Even if consumed by vengeance, such behavior didn’t fit him. Yet, the purpose of his gently teasing touch was unmistakably clear.
His fingers traced around her ar*ola, lightly grazing it, causing the n*pple hidden beneath to slowly rise and harden.
“Huu…”
She twitched, her body focusing on the strange pleasure. It was an instinctive choice to forget the pain. She desperately clung to this thin line of relief.
Bliss’s movements were subtle yet persistent. His caress was gentle, considerate of her who was enveloped in pain, with no roughness, only kindness that was oddly comforting.
As her underwear dampened, he tugged his gloves off with his teeth. The fabric tore, leaving ragged marks along the wrist and stretched out at the middle finger, looking utterly ruined as he spat them out and reached bare-handed under her skirt.
His thick fingers slid across the thin fabric covering her secret area. The indirect touch made it feel even more tantalizing and ticklish. As her waist began to squirm, his movements grew more insistent. He delicately stimulated the most sensitive spot through the fabric, which soon showed a growing damp spot.
Her face flushed, eyelids tightly shut as she moaned. His green eyes capture every moment. Had she seen the look in his eyes, she might have bolted in horror. But she kept her eyes closed, and he, without any need to hide, revealed his true feelings openly.
“Ah, uhng… heuk…”
Despite the slippery fluid seeping from her wet underwear clinging to his fingertips, he did not stop his movements. Uncomfortable by the squishy sensation, Regina wished he would just remove the underwear altogether.
Just as she hoped, he hooked his index finger around her pelvis, pulling the useless fabric down slowly.
As the pooled fluid flowed down her thighs, creating an unusually long and sticky trail, she trembled with embarrassment. The leisure with which he lowered her underwear, as if ensuring the trail wouldn’t break, irritated her.
Once the viscous fluid finally snapped, sticking to the inside of her thigh, he quickly stripped off her underwear and grasped her legs, placing them on his shoulders. He then pulled her hips back so far that her groin was pushed right into his face.
“Uht, what are you… let go…”
When she suddenly found herself suspended in the air, her private parts embarrassingly exposed to his face, Regina struggled in embarrassment. But overpowering a man of his strength was impossible, and she couldn’t free her legs from his grip.
“Ha, it’s so prettily wet, asking to be sucked. It would be rude not to oblige.”
Bliss said mockingly and buried his face into her. He clearly did not intend to listen to any answer she might have.
“Hick, uuht… st, stop… ah!”
Like a dog, he spread his tongue wide, lavishing her entire cleft, swallowing the fluid that flowed from her. His thick tongue meticulously explored her sensitive areas, causing a surge of unwanted pleasure. He didn’t stop there. He teased her nub and provoked another wave of liquid squirting from her.
“Hauhh… aahh…”
His finger play, now not just through a thin fabric but directly, thrilled her body beyond her control. Despite her attempts to resist by trembling and bucking, he didn’t let go until he was thoroughly satisfied. He smugly rubbed his nose against her abdomen in contentment.
As Regina gasped for breath, she glared at him as he lay there cooing inappropriately. He chuckled.
“Seeing that glare, it seems you’re feeling much better.”
Only then did Regina realize that the excruciating pain that felt as if it was tearing her apart had significantly lessened.
What happened?
As their eyes met, he softly squinted his green eyes and teased.
“Even after reincarnation, the purification rituals don’t work on Your Majesty. It seems you really are quite hated by God.”
Regina tried not to focus on his glossy lips and the droplets clinging to his long eyelashes as she continued the conversation.
“What do you mean?”
“What else could be the reason that purification rituals don’t work on you, my Majesty?”
Regina’s mind raced stunned by his response. She had assumed the purification ritual had no effect due to the priest’s lack of ability, but to think it was because God disliked her? She had occasionally wondered if God was deliberately making her suffer, but it never truly resonated with her.
Bliss, with a tone that was either sympathetic or reproachful, added.
“Why did you have to mess with that guy? You should have just left him stuck in the temple.”
Her expression twisted strangely. The mention of the temple helped her realize who Bliss was referring to as ‘that guy.’
Was it that meddling with Friedrich, who was supposed to become a priest, angered the God Etoz, leading to her body being cursed to not respond to purification rituals?
‘Was it…. really necessary to go that far?’
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