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A prophecy and blessing that a couple would be born whose love would shine for a century, passed down through two families, was directed at Sara and Declan.
“I’d rather enter a convent than marry you.”
“A mage becoming a nun? The world must be ending.”
“If we marry, it’ll be the end of the world.”
“I agree.”
Suddenly, Declan grabbed Sara’s shoulders with both hands. Sara glared at him as if he’d lost his mind. Declan spoke seriously.
“I’ll find a convent with good facilities for you.”
Sara felt unjustly treated. Why only her?
“You lunatic, you should go to the monastery!”
“Thank you for your sacrifice.”
The two set off together to collect a cursed item, and end up trapped in the stone chamber where the item was found.
Suddenly, a red light burst from Declan’s body.
“What, what’s happening!”
“Gasp, Declan!”
Sara pointed at Declan’s hand. He turned in shock—his hand was touching the offering!
“!”
The two stared at each other in confusion. After a moment, Declan whispered.
“Sara… am I going to die?”
Sara squeezed her eyes shut, then quickly began to speak.
“According to the reports, of the two people who touched the offering, one died within a few hours, and the other survived for a full day. The difference seemed to be whether or not they had intercourse with another person. The one who survived for a day kept thinking they would die soon and so kept… kept… doing that with their spouse.”
“So if I do that too, I can survive?”
Sara swallowed nervously and nodded.
“Sara, the fact that you brought this up means……”
Declan looked at her very carefully.
“Does that mean… you’re willing to help me?”
“!”
So their relationship began…
Declan ran his hand over the damp opening where his essence was leaking, licking his lips in a suggestive way.
“Haa.”
Her body, which had already learned pleasure, tightened with desire for Declan. Sara’s face was so red she felt she might burst like an overripe fruit.
“I knew it, but you really are crazy.”
She tried to hide her embarrassment by sounding blunt, and Declan agreed without protest.
“That’s right. So……”
“…?”
Suddenly, Declan grinned.
“You just got caught by a madman.”
As soon as he finished speaking, his huge member pushed inside, spreading her walls. Sara’s eyes rolled back.
“Aaah…”
“Does it feel good? Sara, does my c*ck make you feel good?”
Declan immediately began to thrust harder. As he sped up, Sara’s pleasure rushed to her head.
“Ahh, wh-what is this……”
It was only the second time, but the feeling was so intense it was like fireworks exploded before her eyes. Sara moaned helplessly, thinking—Is this why people are obsessed with s*x? Does everyone feel this good?
