Chapter 33

The seemingly endless intrusion finally reached its limit. The point of contact was unmistakably deeper. The overwhelming sensation of her belly being filled entirely by him made Ariena breathe carefully.

“Your passage has gotten deeper.”

“Too… much, ha—”

“Don’t worry. I’ll fill you completely, all the way.”

With a show of confidence, Karil thr*st his hips. The fist-sized tip knocked at the very end of her inner wall. The instinctive threat of being invaded where one shouldn’t be sent shivers down her body. The sensation, like a warning horn, spread through her lower half.

“Before that, Ariena. I have a task for you.”

“Huh, what…”

“Cry out as loudly as you wish. Until your beautiful voice goes hoarse.”

“That’s…”

Just receiving him was overwhelming. Yet, in the midst of this, the man leisurely issued a lewd command, and tears welled up. Before she could even cry, what had filled her belly was suddenly pulled out.

The sensation of her inner walls being dragged and scraped together made Ariena furrow her brow. Karil, with the tip still at her entrance, patted her bottom as if preparing a foal.

“You can do it. Didn’t you cry out just from having your toes sucked?”

That was because of the altar, she wanted to protest, but he didn’t give her the chance. He gripped her hips and plunged his heavy shaft deep inside. Ria swallowed a scream that couldn’t even become sound. The angle was so deep it was almost unbearable.

He gave her no time to adjust, pulling out and then thrusting in again without mercy, pushing so deep she thought he might reach her belly skin.

“Ah, uh, so deep—”

Ariena realized this position was unfamiliar even to her body. The pounding thr*sts made her waist tremble. She tried to crawl forward on her knees, but his hands on her hips stopped any attempt.

“Where are you going, leaking so much for me?”

Completely subdued, Ariena finally gave up and squeezed her eyes shut. Shaken up and down by his strength, all she could do was pant. The emerald pendant on her chest swung like a pendulum, tapping against her skin.

Each time his thick shaft pounded her belly, pleasure swept through her, making her waist buckle. She struggled to endure the pleasure forced on her by his deep thr*sts.

Squish, squish.

The soft wet sounds grew louder in an instant. Now that Ariena knew what they meant, she bit her lips at the unfamiliar shame. Hot breaths escaped through her clenched teeth.

Smack! A sharp slap landed on her bottom. Not knowing what happened, Ariena turned her head. Their eyes met, and the man gave a wild smile.

“You’re so unfair.”

In her wide green eyes, she saw his arm rise. His open palm shot down in an arc, landing with a loud slap on her bottom. Ah, Ariena reflexively arched her back.

“Leaking so much onto the altar, yet holding back your voice.”

“I… huff… did…”

“When the altar touched you, you cried with your eyes rolled back.”

“Uh…”

“If my shaft is less than this piece of stone, what pride do I have as a man?”

Smack! Again, he slapped her. The sting ran down her spine. Her chin jerked up, then dropped. Uh, the end of her m*an mixed with a strange, resonant sound.

Resting her head sideways on the altar, Ariena thought in a daze. Except for punishing children or criminals, she’d never seen anyone spanked. Wasn’t this something done only to animals?

“You seemed to enjoy being spanked there, so you must like it here too.”

“…No, ha—”

“That’s a lie. Every time I spank you, you gush even more.”

His hand kneaded her flushed, hot flesh like dough, teasing her. Her knees gave out, and she collapsed forward, while he pressed his body over hers, thrusting and slapping her bottom whenever he pleased. Each time, Ariena bent her neck and cried—out of pain, out of shame, and, most of all, out of pleasure.

Karil pressed his chest to her slender back and grabbed her head. He nibbled her earlobe, then licked her whole ear. His long tongue invaded her ear canal as he thr*st slowly, even tasting inside her ear. His deep voice echoed inside.

“Your passage is twitching. You’ll come soon.”

“Uh…”

“Should I grab your hair while I thr*st?”

“No, ah—”

His strong fingers dug into her hair, scratching her scalp. He grabbed a handful and pulled gently, making her head tip back. Just as she tried to protest, he let go.

“If you dislike it, I’ll squeeze your br*asts instead.”

“Huu, uh…”

“In exchange, cry out sweetly for me. Don’t hold back or suppress anything.”

“Huh…”

“If you bite your lips again, I’ll punish you.”

At the word “punish,” Ariena reacted instinctively. He grabbed her bottom with one hand, squeezing hard as if to tear it off. She didn’t know what it meant, but felt a clear, ominous premonition. Whatever lewd thing he might do to her bottom, if it was called a punishment, it would be intense.

“Don’t hold back anything, Ariena.”

His thick hand slid under her, grabbing both br*asts. He squeezed as if to burst them, lifting her upper body like a stretching cat. As soon as she was positioned, his shaft, which had pulled out completely, slammed in with one thr*st. The feeling of being invaded where she shouldn’t was chilling.

“Huh—!”

His flesh, which had darted out, now drove in as if to pierce her belly. His thick shaft stretched her walls, scraping every hidden spot. He ravaged her soft flesh without mercy.

Her lewd flesh turned even pain into pleasure. Each rough thr*st made her sensitive membranes flare with delight.

With her body upright, his heavy scrotum slapped against her tender flesh. Even that impact felt maddeningly good. So did his grip on her br*asts.

“My wish is for you to hold nothing back.”

He bit down on her arched neck. Ariena whimpered, sounding almost sad. In her melted mind, his words echoed: Hold nothing back. Words she’d never heard before, branded into her mind. Her bitten lips parted unconsciously.

“Ah, hmm, ah! Yes, I like it. Huu, uh…!”

She let her mouth hang open, pouring out every crude sound that came to mind. Her own vulgar m*ans amplified her arousal. The sense of falling into animalistic pleasure was dizzying—exhilarating.

“Do you like it that much?”

“Yes… ha, huff… I do—”

He laughed with pleasure, biting her neck and marking her with his lips as he sped up, chasing his cl*max.

“Ah, hmm… strange… huh, ah, uh—!!”

Pleasure climbed a sharp curve and finally exploded. She cl*maxed. Ariena surrendered to the now-familiar peak, letting herself go. It felt good. So good. The pleasure erased everything else from her mind.

Her open mouth let out sounds that were both pained and joyful. Her lower belly convulsed, cramping tightly.

“Ha— you’re so tight.”

As he thr*st fiercely, he squeezed her br*asts and drove in to the hilt, then quickly pulled out. He laid his shaft on her soft belly, hugging her tightly as he thr*st again.

Her lower belly felt branded by his shaft. Then, stiffening his shoulders, he bent over. His flesh, pulsing along her skin, shuddered and spurted thick, white fl*id.

“Haa… Ariena.”

He whispered languidly, biting her neck and shoulder. He pulled her close, hugging her so tightly she could barely breathe, thrusting a few more times as if her belly were his target. The sensation of fl*id dripping onto her pubic hair and inner thighs was vivid.

The afterglow lasted long. As if it wouldn’t fade, he busily stroked her back and bottom before finally letting her go. His eyes, still heated, shone with lingering desire. He traced her face with the back of his hand as he spoke.

“Well done. You deserve a reward.”

“N-no… a reward…”

Ria recoiled, and he laughed softly, slapping her bottom. At last, he released the arms that had bound her. As Ariena’s knees buckled and she nearly collapsed, Karil caught her against his chest and slowly laid her down. The cool marble surface soothed her overheated body.

The refreshing holy power carefully restored her swollen passage and her bitten br*asts, as if preparing her for next time.

“You look tired, so I’ll give you your reward a little later.”

“Haa…”

“Rest a bit.”

Even as he told her to rest, his hands didn’t stop caressing her. His cool hand stroked her back from nape to tailbone, kneading her marked bottom without tiring. He gripped her thighs, tickling her sides. His constant touching kept her arousal from fading.

“Rest, you say…”

Ariena protested with a whine. She felt like she’d melt from the relentless attention. Turning her stiff head, she gave him a reproachful look, and he smiled broadly.

“Well, I’m not thrusting, am I?”

He answered carelessly, then pressed his ear to her back. After listening quietly, he sighed.

“Your heartbeat is too fast. You’ll need to calm down before I can give you your reward.”

“I don’t want a reward…”

“You’ll like this one.”

Karil scooped up the exhausted Ariena and settled onto the sofa with her in his arms. Ria, melting like a marshmallow on cocoa, clung to his muscular torso. Her ragged breath burst against his firm chest.