To think she would engage in such sacrilegious acts in the Grand Temple after the memorial service. Moreover, with less than 30 minutes remaining until the coronation ceremony, she knew intellectually that she should stop, but paradoxically, her body, already accustomed to intimacy with the male leads, became wet even faster.

“Your body seems to prefer the temple. Look at this.”

Isn’t it devouring my c*ck.

Luinel moaned softly at the wet inner walls clinging to his entire p*nis shaft like a suction cup. His p*nis, slowly moving back and forth inside her, deliberately savoring every contour of her insides, was glistening white, soaked in her fluids.

Despite having been intimate with Hezel that morning, Evelyn’s cheeks flushed red as she greedily sucked in Luinel’s p*nis with her inner walls. Meeting her eyes, Luinel deliberately began grinding against her cl*toris.

“Hahng! Ah, wait, hic, Lui.”

“Now you’re finally calling my name properly.”

Evelyn’s reason evaporated from his member thoroughly stirring her insides and his fingers rubbing her cl*toris. Forgetting that this was the Grand Temple, she embraced his neck and let out a sharp moan, to which Luinel growled as he buried himself deeper.

“Grip me tighter, Evelyn.”

If he couldn’t possess her completely, he would make her body unable to live without his c*ck. Luinel, not realizing he had already done this to Evelyn, lifted her up. Firmly gripping her trembling waist, he walked toward the sofa. The mixed fluids dripping from their joined parts fell to the marble floor of the temple with a wet sound.

“S-stop, please.”

From the excessively deep penetration, Evelyn’s vaginal walls contracted, squeezing his member. Roughly kneading her b*ttocks, he sat down on the sofa while still holding her.

“Move yourself.”

Just having Luinel’s manhood inside her was already unbearable. Evelyn’s eyes trembled at the command to move while facing each other. As she raised herself slightly on her knees, his p*nis, drenched in her fluids, was revealed. Watching her overly cautious movements with bloodshot eyes, Luinel reached out.

“…!”

The sudden penetration sent pleasure bordering on pain throughout Evelyn’s body. Exhaling a passionate breath, he repeatedly lifted and lowered her body while thrusting his hips upward. The sensation of impending climax was already rising from her inner walls hungrily gripping his entire length.

“Kugh…!”

“Good, hngh, so good, aahng!”

Before long, Evelyn, her pupils completely dilated, began moving her hips on her own. Her br*asts, spilling from her half-fallen ceremonial robe, and their swollen peaks swayed temptingly before Luinel’s eyes. Unable to resist, he buried his lips in her bouncing br*asts.

As the hot, moist membrane enveloped her n*pple, Evelyn’s moans grew louder. While nibbling on her er*ect n*pple like his own aroused state, Luinel’s gaze remained fixed on the half-delirious Evelyn.

Seeing her in the white ceremonial robe, moving her hips with a face flushed with pleasure, she looked like a bride about to be married, making him smile unconsciously. Feeling his manhood swelling even more inside her, Evelyn was alarmed.

“Ahng, Lu, Lui. Why is it getting bigger?”

“Because in this moment, you feel like my empress.”

Unable to resist the urge to plant his seed deep inside her, Luinel embraced her tightly, nearly crushing her with his powerful grip.

As if punishing Evelyn for trying to suppress her moans, Luinel’s formidable member stirred her insides as though about to crush her inner walls. Squelch, squelch—indecent wet sounds inappropriate for the Grand Temple spread throughout the waiting room.

Thump-! Thwack!

Forgetting all about the coronation, Luinel, left only with a primal desire for Evelyn, pushed her down onto the sofa. Spreading her legs wide apart, he began pounding into her stretched inner walls with brutally strong force. Under his intense thrusting that felt like it was crushing all her internal organs, Evelyn’s body flushed with various colors.

“Aaaah…!”

“Whew.”

Just as Luinel released his thick, hot fluid deep inside her, dignified footsteps approached. Evelyn, pinned beneath him and feeling his s*men spreading inside her, flinched.

“Your Highness, the Crown Prince. The coronation ceremony is about to begin.”

“……”

“Your Highness?”

The voice belonged to the High Priest. The color drained from Evelyn’s face as she regained her senses.

“Relax. Unless you really want to enter the chapel with my c*ck still inside you.”

Luinel looked down with an amused expression at Evelyn, who was frantically trying to relax, and withdrew his member that had been blocking her entrance.

“Hup…!”

Evelyn let out a pained sound as the massive member scraped against her inner walls while pulling out. As she hurriedly covered her mouth, fearing the High Priest might have heard, a thunderous voice reached her ears.

“Saintess? What’s wrong? I’ll call the physician right away—”

“The Saintess seems very nervous. Would you call her handmaidens?”

Luinel, who had instantly reverted to his normal self as if the bestial mating had never happened, straightened his clothes. By the time the handmaidens arrived, he had already used magic to remove all traces from the space and had neatly dressed Evelyn’s disheveled clothing.

“I’ll see you later then.”

Evelyn glared at Luinel as he left the waiting room with irritating composure.

‘He filled me with his s*men and expects me to get through the coronation, how exactly?’

Her legs were still trembling, and she wondered if she could even walk properly. Maria, who had rushed to her side after Luinel disappeared, examined Evelyn, who had become haggard in just 30 minutes.

“Saintess? Are you alright? You were fine just 30 minutes ago. What happened?”

“I’m so nervous I feel like throwing up.”

“My goodness. Your voice is completely ruined, too.”

After calming the flustered Maria, Evelyn collapsed on the sofa, saying she needed to lie down for a moment. The handmaidens seemed worried that her ceremonial robe might get damaged, but she had no strength left to sit properly.

‘At least after tonight, there should be some change in this insane s*x life.’

Thinking about what would happen after the coronation while sprawling comfortably, Evelyn finally got up, unable to resist the handmaidens’ urging that the ceremony was about to begin.