Saintess - Chapter 20
Chapter 20
Translator: Yonnee
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“Please, Count…! Please! Don’t do this! I really am not…! Hicc…”
Resisting still, Agnes wept desperately.
Raon tightened his grip on Agnes so that she would not be so agitated.
Then, he continued speaking, though it sounded as if he was talking to himself.
“All I have to do is get you pregnant. Then it will be over.”
“I can’t… I can’t do this… hiic…”
Just as Saintess Veronica said, Raon also did not want to be cruel to the woman in front of him.
However, he thought that delaying the act would just be another form of torture for Agnes.
He believed that making Agnes pregnant as soon as possible would be preferable.
If Agnes became pregnant quickly, God’s wrath would be eased soon as well. And once the empire’s long drought was resolved, she could also return immediately to the arms of her family.
God was a being of infinite generosity and mercy towards those who repent.
So, it was clear that everything would be in place soon enough. After she’d get pregnant, he would help the saintess sincerely repent for her sins.
His lower body reacted almost instantly.
With his manhood standing upright, it felt as if it would burst through the front of his pants at any moment.
His human desires, which had been suppressed for years and years, finally erupted.
Agnes was not the only one who felt ashamed.
Shame had ingrained itself deeply in Raon. He could not accept that this hateful body of his was reacting to the sight of a woman’s nudity.
He felt like an unforgivable scoundrel who was raping a woman.
The irony of the situation was simply unbearable.
“I will finish this at once.”
Raon’s voice trembled ever so slightly.
After this sinful act, all he wanted to do was pray until dawn in the underground prayer room.
Raon squeezed a generous amount of lubricant onto his palm. He received it from the doctor beforehand.
He believed that foreplay was not needed here.
After all, what he was doing now was not for the sake of relieving his sexual desire.
It was only to sow his seed into this woman so that she may carry a child.
He would do so only because of God’s will—the command of the noblest being.
“Ha, uuhh, d-don’t touch me!”
Despite all of Agnes’s screams, Raon did not care.
Before anyone knew it, Agnes’s legs were spread open like a fan, and Raon reached into her secret place.
“Aaaungh!”
As her flesh slowly gave way, Raon rubbed the slippery lubricant onto her.
Just as it was his first time to see a woman’s nude body for the first time, it was also his first time to touch a woman’s entrance directly.
Raon had an expressionless face, but his manhood was becoming frighteningly firm beneath his robe, which he had specifically chosen to wear to emulate asceticism.
“Ahh, nngh!”
Since she had no hair down there, her protruding cl*toris was more visible to him.
Every time his large palm grazed her hardened nub, she gasped and flinched.
And in no time, she had become wet and slippery.
At last, the Raon used one long index finger to enter the tightly closed entrance.
He could not believe that he would have to push his manhood into this place, which seemed to be as narrow as a needle hole.
For a moment, he wondered if it would even really go in properly.
“Hagh!”
As Raon inserted his finger slowly into the woman, moans erupted nonstop through Agnes’s lips.
Her inner walls clenched around Raon’s finger, as if to send out the intruding thing.
A throbbing vein could be seen clearly on Raon’s temple. The tension that surged within him made it feel as if his member was the one being clamped down on instead of his finger.
Immediately, Raon added two more fingers.
Perhaps thanks to the lubricant, it was easy for him to insert all three fingers.
In order for him not to waste time on useless foreplay, he prepared this lubricant in advance. However, as he continued to watch Agnes arching her back in response to his each and every touch, Raon felt strange.
With his other hand, he used his thumb to touch the woman’s cl*toris.
As his fingers were soaked in a liberal amount of essential oils, he slowly, slowly rubbed up and down Agnes’s stiff nub and over her opening.
“Ngh!”
Again, Agnes let out a moan.
Her responses served as a tremendous stimulus to Raon.
He began to move his fingers in a more rhythmic pattern.
It would not be enough for him to just touch those soft inner walls. He stirred inside her freely and went in and out of her entrance.
“Mmngh, s-stop…!”
Her cl*t, which was so stiff and erect that it was in direct contrast to her pleas to stop, trembled like a pulse.
Right then, her inner walls contracted, and she soon came.
The white sheets were now soaked through with both the lubricant and her c*m.
“Mmmph…”
Agnes bit down on her tongue and cried sorrowfully, feeling as if she was about to die.
She felt lethally embarrassed that her body had responded to the touch of a man who was not her husband.
Eventually, however, Raon took off his robe and pulled his pants down.
With a patch of black hairs around it, the man’s ferociously standing member sprang up and emerged visibly amid the darkness of the room.
There was not a second spared. The man’s erect pillar rushed straight towards the woman’s entrance.
Raon’s blue eyes gradually clouded over.
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