Saintess - Chapter 49 - Belle Reservoir

Chapter 49

Translator: Yonnee

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As soon as her thin legs were hooked on his broad shoulders, slam—!

Raon’s manhood penetrated her at once, accompanied by a loud smack.

Agnes thought that she would truly break in half if he would continue this, but Raon suddenly put his hands on her waist.

Then, he lifted Agnes’s body as it was.

“W-What are you doing!”

Her legs, floating in the air, clasped Raon’s firm waist.

Raon also clenched Agnes’s hips to prevent her from falling.

Before he knew it, the very hilt of Raon’s pillar and Agnes’s soft hips met.

The raging c*ck thrusted mercilessly into the woman’s inner walls like a piston.

“Aahng! Hnnngh! It’s too, too deep…”

“Relax. You’re too tight.”

Raon continued his rhythm, pulling Agnes back to him as though he wanted to be inside her even more intensely now.

Every time her waist would curve up and meet with him in the middle, a scream would burst out of Agnes’s lips because of just how deep he would go.

With their bodies joining as one, they were wet and shiny with sweat and other bodily fluids.

While continuing this act, Agnes had suddenly had the impulsive urge to climb atop Raon.

She wondered… What would it be like to see him from above? And… What would it feel like when she’s on top?

“Raon… Lie down on the bed.”

When Agnes commanded, Raon did as she said and laid back on the bed.

She lowered her gaze and briefly admired his graceful face.

Being on top of Raon was an entirely new experience for Agnes.

She had always only moaned beneath him, but even when their positions had been entirely reversed in an instant, she felt a rush of what could perhaps be happiness.

“Ah… I want to continue living, looking down at you like this every day…”

As soon as she finished speaking, her plump, fair bottom moved up and down in such a lewd manner.

Despite the mewl-like moans that would spill through her lips now, the entrance that had devoured Raon’s manhood was horribly obscene.

Every time she rolled her hips, the veins on the back of Raon’s neck would bulge.

“Haang, haaahn!”

“Ha, Agnes. You’re so tight.”

And with the fiery stimulus being sent up through her inner walls, Agnes looked like she felt the same as him.

She never stopped rolling her hips even though she constantly felt that the stimulus was too much.

Agnes placed her hands on Raon’s hard chest.

Then, she worked hard to pound onto him.

“Ahh, Raon, RAON!”

The movements between the two grew more and more rough.

Rationality had long flown away.

Slap—!

And as Raon slapped Agnes on the a*s, her back bent like a bow.

The feeling of his deeply embedded pillar stirring her inner walls was stark.

“Hnnngh, haa…!”

The smacking sounds of their skin meeting each other pierced the air. That large, hard thing penetrated her countless times.

The c*ck’s pillar pushed relentlessly into the woman’s loosened hole, and the violent gestures continued without any interruption.

With their genitals absolutely drenched in each other’s fluids, they became one over and over again, tasting a deeper sense of pleasure within.

After a while, Agnes reached climax first and moaned loudly.

“Aaaangh! Inside, c*m inside me, Raon! Fill me completely!”

“Keugh, Agnes…!”

His savior also seemed to have a natural talent for bewitching men.

Tightening his hold over her waist, his hands firmly pulled her hips onto him.

And beneath the fair b*ttocks of the woman that smacked up and down over him, the ferocious manhood repeatedly moved in and out of her.

A low groan spilled through Raon’s mouth, and at the same time, he came into her.

With his pillar deeply embedded, it flinched as it let out all of the s*men that it could give.

Before they knew it, the white sheets and the red carpet laid atop the floor were soaked with the secretions of the two.

Agnes buried her head onto the crook of Raon’s shoulder and nuzzled him.

Then, like the devil, she whispered.

“Haa, haa… Congratulations on your salvation, Raon.”

“…I love you.”

“Raon. Can you take out your heart and show it to me?”

“…If you wish.”

Raon nodded, sincerely replying that he would.

If she were to ask for his heart, he would give it to her.

If she were to ask for his eyes, he would gladly pull out his eyes for her. If she were to say that she needed his arms and legs, then he would gladly cut off his limbs.

“Agnes. I dedicate my soul to you.”

The man who made a solemn vow to give his soul to a woman no longer had any reservations.

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