Saintess - Chapter 25 - Belle Reservoir

Chapter 25

Translator: Yonnee

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Before he knew it, the sheets were completely soaked with traces of his own climax.

He needed a while to catch his breath, but after doing so, he brought his member back down over Agnes’s folds.

Entering her was much easier now than the first time because her inner walls had already been stretched once.

“Ha, what an indecent body…”

Raon’s sole focus at fulfilling his God-given duty had long since been erased from his mind.

Right now, he moved only according to his instinct, and it was telling him to go deeper, deeper inside her.

His firm thighs were taut with tension.

“Ah.”

The blunt tip of his pillar tore into the woman’s entrance without mercy.

And at last, he could feel her soft inner walls.

With an utterly aroused expression, Raon bit his lower lip.

Throughout all these years, he had been successful in divesting all notions of human desire, taking up a completely ascetic creed. However, he had now become nothing but a sex-crazed man who did his best to thrust his hips with all his strength.

“Keugh.”

Raon moved his hips with greater and greater speed, spurring on like a piston.

Veins were protruding on his neck.

His manhood, which had expanded enough that it looked like it would soon explode, stimulated the woman as he persistently permeated her, reaching her most secret place over and over again.

Raon tried to recite the Lord’s Prayer.

He wanted to beg God not to let him be swayed by the obscene saintess, who continued to seduce him with such unusual schemes.

However, for some reason, he could not recall even a single letter of the main prayer, which he had recited thousands upon thousands of times before.

He was left in distress by this, however, he was helpless in the face of overwhelming waves of pleasure.

Like a beast that had lost its rationality to pure desire.

Raon’s sweat dripped down upon the woman’s pale, naked body.

As Agnes was still sleeping soundly, Raon grabbed both of her legs and spread them wide.

Every time he drove his member in and out of her as if to imprint himself into her, the woman’s inner walls convulsed ever so finely.

The woman’s breasts also fluctuated, bouncing quite promiscuously.

“Ah, nngh.”

Thrust, thrust, thrust.

Every time Raon slammed down his waist, the whole bed shook violently.

The man’s large, long erection repeatedly pounded into the woman’s entrance.

And the man could do nothing but grit his teeth, his tension apparent in his jawline.

Whenever Raon could not endure any longer and would let out a moan, his protruding adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

He moved as though he could not control his own actions, his waist loudly slapped against the woman as he continued digging into her.

Throughout it all, the dark, round appendages of the man’s pillar also slapped against the woman’s plump buttocks.

Agnes squirmed and writhed but never woke up. The sleeping pill she took was greatly effective.

Letting out a gasp, Raon caressed her breasts as he thrusted himself deep inside her once again.

Every time he inserted himself, it occurred to him that Agnes’s entrance might just be the source of all wickedness.

“Crazy— Damn it.”

His heart raced all by itself.

He was making an active effort not to utter the woman’s name because it would seem like he was violating his own younger sister. However, Raon’s determined resolve was of no use.

Though engulfed completely with terrible pleasure, his gaze nonetheless contained a spark of interest.

As his eyes were left to instinct, he had been rendered blind.

“Agnes. Damn it, Agnes! Ggh!”

The moment he called her name, Raon poured all his seed into her.

The second time he ejaculated also went on for a long moment.

The sculpture-like abdomen of the woman bulged and wriggled as it received his seed.

After pouring s*men into Agnes to the point that her flat lower abdomen had swelled, Raon let out a shaky breath.

It was only after this long and intense climax that Raon was finally able to recall the Lord’s Prayer.

Dear Almighty God in heaven.

We implore Thy benevolence to lead us down the right path,

Even as we who know nothing were to sin, through Thy grace, we humbly ask for Thy forgiveness,

Let those who are sinful and cunning be barred from Thy test,

“But… Save us from all evil.”

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“Huuk…!”

With a loud gasp, Agnes woke up in cold sweat.

Indeed, she fell into a deep slumber where she had stayed for a long time, however her complexion was as pale as a sheet. It looked as if she had a horrifying nightmare.

“Ahh.”

And as soon as she sat up, she felt a stiff pain in her back.

Her lower half felt incredibly heavy, and the stinging sensation that was there caused her brows to furrow.

For a moment, she had a sinking feeling. Agnes hurriedly removed the blanket covering her.

She was still dressed in the immaculate white robes she was wearing when she had fallen asleep.

The buttons were also securely fastened all the way up her neck.

Still, she felt anxiety pooling at the base of her stomach. She reached down and felt herself from inside her undergarments, but she found nothing unusual.

Even the cloth was completely dry.

She couldn’t help but think that the count had visited her late at night, doing something to her. If he did, then his traces would remain intact.

Sighing deeply, she then brushed it off. Perhaps the muscle pain was simply because she had slept on the wrong side of the bed.

The day for the sacrament of confession seemed distant, but it was nonetheless approaching faster and faster.

Her heart pounded wildly because it felt like she was about to commit a crime.

So, she never noticed that Raon had already committed a crime against her.

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