Saintess - Chapter 41
Once he had declared to Veronica that God was dead to him, he felt more at ease.
All this time, he thought that his younger sister had been suffering in inferno because she had taken her own life. However, with this, she might have actually found true happiness after death.
It felt as if he had let go of the heavy burden that’s been weighing down on his heart.
Raon carried Agnes to the bathroom.
The golden tup was filled with clear water.
When Agnes confessed that she was a saintess, Raon intended to let himself be deceived by her lies.
And, already, he could feel his blood rushing to the center of his body.
His licentiousness towards the woman was growing ever stronger.
Because he was no longer denying the carnal desire residing within him, his arousal became pronounced larger and faster.
“I’ll bathe you, Agnes.”
Raon kissed Agnes on her forehead.
At the tender act, Agnes’s face flushed bright red.
Raon carefully laid her down in the bathtub, where steam was rising. As she sunk further beneath the surface, the immaculately white holy robes quickly became soaked.
Raon touched her so straightforwardly that Agnes involuntarily flinched and let out a yelp.
The woman tried to cover herself up, but Raon ignored her attempts. He skillfully removed Agnes’s clothes.
The drenched holy robes fell to the bathroom floor with a splat.
“There’s nothing for you to be nervous about. I shall merely be washing away the dirt upon you.”
The count leaned over the bathtub, his eyes never straying from the shivering woman, studying every part of her.
Smooth skin, slightly drooping chest defying gravity, smooth curves from waist to hips.
Even there, that obscene part where no hair grew.
He had filled this bathtub with only holy water.
Shhhk. With a charming smile drawn upon his face, Raon knelt down beside the bathtub.
His trousers had also gotten soaked by the holy water as it had overflown, but Raon did not care about this.
Soon, he reached forward with his long fingers.
And one long index finger gently brushed against Agnes’s pert nipple.
His finger barely even touched the pink papilla, but her nipple instantly perked up.
Agnes would not know… just how well Raon had tamed her body whilst she was asleep.
Raon already knew oh so well which sensitive places to touch in order to arouse her.
“Hnn, C-Count… this is…”
She herself had admitted that she was the obscene saintess of the prophecy, but she was too embarrassed to act as such.
Folding into herself, she tried to cover her exposed breasts and crotch somehow.
However, she was soon stopped by Raon.
He smoothed her left nipple as if he was squeezing it out—as if he was making the already pert nipple stand even harder.
“Do you know, Agnes? That your left nipple is more sensitive than your right?”
“I d-didn’t know…”
Ashamed, tears started welling up in her eyes.
And as they trickled down, the beautiful drops of tears moistened her chest, her nipples.
Raon slowly soaked one large palm with holy water, barely suppressing the urge to lick all of Agnes’s tears, even those that had dribbled upon her chest.
Then, with one hand, he poured holy water over one of her round breasts, covering it with his hand.
As expected, her body reacted sensitively.
Faced with the sight of Agnes panting heavily and sweetly while her lips were tightly clenched together, Raon thought that she was so lovely that he just wanted to put it in her right here and now.
“Hah, nngh— C-Count…”
“Agnes. I am washing you with holy water to purify your body. Yet, you are moaning so obscenely.”
“Hnnh, I’m, I’m sorry… But, Count… Hahng!”
“If there was a mirror in front of you, I want to show you just how erotic you look right now. I wonder if you know that you’re no different than a temptress.”
“Haahn, I, I don’t want to look…”
Agnes was blushing so hard that she looked like she’s about to burst.
Whenever Raon would fondle her chest roughly, the pliable mounds would bounce, and the pert nipples would move here and there.
Then, Raon used his fingertip to sharply press down on one nipple.
With the nipple being deeply buried then reappearing once again, Agnes moaned and cried.
This time, as the nipple’s color became darker due to the man pinching on it with his thumb and index finger, he soon rubbed it gently.
Agnes would writhe and twist her body impatiently as though she couldn’t overcome her excitement, and the holy water in the tub would overflow profusely, pouring down to the floor and wetting Raon’s pants.
Then, the outline of the man’s arousal—which had already been standing firm since before they entered the bathroom—could be clearly seen.
“Hnnh, please s-stop… Haaangh!”
As both of her breasts had been touched and fondled for a long time, at last, Agnes leaned back her head to the fullest.
Raon had touched only her bosom, yet her whole body dropped as though a climax had just passed through.
At this point, she would have no idea just how lewdly wet the apex of her thighs would be.
As if he had been waiting, Raon plunged one hand into the water and spread open the woman’s powerless legs like a fan.
Soon, he gained an unobstructed view of her v*gina.
“It seems the top part is done now. So, it’s time to purify the most important place.”
Raon looked at it blatantly.
“Here. This hole, which shall receive my seed.”
With not a single strand of hair hiding it away, the woman’s entrance was ever so easy to find.
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