*** 

A few days later, something unexpected happened to Leah. 

“I hope you’ll think about it carefully, without any pressure.”

A young priest said as he gave her a ring. 

Completely taken by surprise, Leah fidgeted nervously with her fingers, not knowing how to react. 

The priest, named Dallin, had secretly called her aside to confess his feelings – and more than that, to propose. 

Although he was ordained, Dallin didn’t intend to be a priest for life. He was one of those who planned to serve in the monastery for a few years before returning to his noble family. As it turned out, he was the heir to a count’s estate. 

“I couldn’t take my eyes off you, and I began to think that perhaps God had led you to me.

Now he asked Leah to leave the convent and marry him. 

Leah was totally unprepared. 

Leave the convent and get married? It was something she had never considered, let alone wanted. 

Leah had taken a vow. While she had originally entered the convent to escape an unwanted marriage, her two years as a novice nun had cemented her true decision to dedicate her life to God. 

Words like Dallin’s weren’t enough to change that. 

“I’m sorry, but…”

“You don’t have to decide now.”

Dallin interrupted, his tone soft but insistent.

“There’s no rush. Please take your time and think carefully before you give me your answer. I also think we need more time to really get to know each other.”

With that he left, leaving Leah standing there, the ring in her hand. 

She sighed deeply and stared at the small object. 

‘What am I going to do…’

She knew she had to say no. 

Even though Dallin had asked her to take her time and think about it, Leah was sure her answer wouldn’t change no matter how long she thought about it. 

‘Better to give him an answer quickly than to disappoint him by making him wait too long… But if I refuse too quickly, he might think I didn’t take him seriously.’ 

After a moment’s hesitation, Leah slipped the ring into her pocket. She decided to return it to him when she gave him her answer. 

***

That night, after Dallin’s proposal, Leah was haunted by an unusual and disturbing dream – the first of its kind she had ever experienced. 

“Mm… Ugh…” 

She tossed and turned in her bed in the pitch-black silence of her room. 

‘What… what’s this? What’s happening…?’

Even in the confusion, Leah was sure of one thing: this was a dream. 

But even though Leah knew it was a dream, the sensations coursing through her body felt incredibly real. 

Her mind was fuzzy, but her senses were unnervingly sharp, reminding her of the oppressive weight of a nightmare – unable to move, as if trapped in sleep paralysis. 

Leah had experienced sleep paralysis before. 

Not often, but about ten times in her life. 

Even in those moments when she was fully aware that she was dreaming, her limbs felt as if they were bound, unable to move. Yet every sensation had been painfully vivid. 

Now it felt exactly the same. 

“Sleep paralysis occurs when a demon tries to enter your body.”

This was what the abbess at her previous convent had told her when Leah had sought advice about her experience of sleep paralysis. 

A demon trying to invade her body. 

Terrified by those words, Lea had never dared to tell the abbess or anyone else about her episodes of sleep paralysis. 

‘Is a demon trying to enter my body again…?’

Leah strained desperately, trying to move, to break free from the invisible hold on her body. 

Her senses were alarmingly vivid—she could feel everything—so why couldn’t she move her hands or feet? 

“Mm…” 

A damp breath brushed against the nape of her neck. 

‘This is a dream.’

She reminded herself firmly. There wasn’t anyone there. 

And if there were, it had to be a demon. 

“Haa…” 

Hot breath exhaled against her skin, and she felt the faint graze of unfamiliar lips on her neck. 

Beneath her worn nightgown, unseen hands she didn’t recognize suddenly pressed against her full br*asts, kneading them firmly. 

‘No… this isn’t right…’

Leah’s mind cried out in alarm. 

Why did she have this dream? 

Leah had never wanted anything impure or lustful. 

All she ever wanted was to serve God with a pure and clean body. 

So why was she now plagued by such a sinful dream? 

“Mm… ah…” 

The lips that had been sucking on her neck moved upwards and a wet tongue forced her lips apart and pressed into her mouth. 

The warm tongue slid along the roof of her mouth, wrapping around her own tongue. 

The unfamiliar tongue moved into her mouth, twisting and pulling at her own, leaving her breathless. 

Even as her mouth was invaded, the hands kneading her full br*asts didn’t stop. 

She could feel the buttons of her nightgown being undone. 

The vivid sensations made it hard for Leah to believe this was just a dream. 

‘I want to open my eyes…’ 

If only she could open them, she could confirm whether this was a dream or reality. But it felt as if her eyelids were nailed shut, refusing to move. 

“Haa… mm…” 

Leah gasped, her breathing shallow and uneven. 

The hot lips that had devoured her own moved to nibble gently at her earlobe before pushing a wet, slick tongue into her ear and swirling it around. 

As her nightgown fell open, exposing her bare skin, she shivered as the cool air brushed against her body. 

Her whole body shook uncontrollably. 

“Hmmm… ah…” 

‘It’s just a dream.’

she told herself desperately. 

If this weren’t a dream, Adele, who slept in the bed next to hers, would have woken up by now and shaken her awake. 

Surely, with the indecent moans she was making, Adele would have intervened. 

So the fact that she was making those noises at all must mean that this was still a dream. 

A wet tongue burrowed deeper into her ear, licking and swirling, leaving the inside smooth and damp. 

Cold fingers pinched her n*pple, twisting it slightly. 

“Haa…!” 

The sharp pleasure of the twist made Leah let out an unpleasant moan. 

An unfamiliar hand continued to knead her br*ast, twisting her n*pple again and again until it was hard. 

Hot breath tickled her now hardened n*pple as the tongue that had been exploring her ear moments before began slowly licking her n*pple instead. 

“Hmmm… ah… ah…” 

Each time the wet tongue licked her n*pple, a throbbing pain spread through her chest and lower abdomen. 

*No… such an absurd dream… 

Why was she having such a bawdy dream? 

Was a demon really trying to claim her? 

Despite her fervent prayers, was she so powerless against a demon’s touch that all her devotion was in vain? 

“Haa… ah… ah…” 

Overwhelmed by the shameful pleasure, Leah gasped and moaned, unable to stop the sounds from escaping her lips. 

Hot lips cupped her n*pple and sucked hard. 

The suction was so strong it bordered on pain, but the faceless figure from her dream didn’t stop. Instead, the relentless pulling continued, each movement sending a wave of humiliating sensation through her. 

The relentless sucking became more intense, accompanied by hands kneading her br*asts with increasing fervour. 

And then it happened. 

“Ah… ahh!” 

The hand that had been kneading her chest slid down, stroking the intimate area hidden between her thighs. 

‘My… my underwear… it’s gone…’

Leah didn’t even know when her underwear had been removed. 

The hand slipped under her nightgown, parting her folds. As it began to probe her now wet hole, slippery sounds echoed in the air. 

With her eyes unable to open, every sound and sensation overwhelmed her, vividly consuming her consciousness. 

“Ah! Hah! Ahh! Ah!” 

Long fingers rubbed against the delicate slit, pressing and teasing before finally slipping inside. 

As the fingers penetrated deeper and began to stir inside her, a cold wave of pleasure coursed through Leah’s entire body. 

“Hmm! Haaah! Ah!” 

The long fingers made wet, obscene sounds as they moved in and out of her, filling the air with lewd echoes. 

An unbearable sensation of euphoria surged through her lower body, accompanied by an intense heat that clouded her mind with pleasure. 

Her thighs and hips were soaked with the wetness that dripped from within, leaving her drenched. 

It felt as if everything was melting away. 

Leah knew it was sinful to experience such pleasure, but her body lay defenceless, consumed by the overwhelming sensations. 

“Haaah! Ah! Ah!” 

As the fingers twisted and plunged into her depths, the hot lips biting into her br*asts added to the torment. 

Finally she felt the heavy weight of the figure pressing down on her, making it clear that someone – or something – was now on top of her. 

‘Could it be a demon? If it wasn’t, why would I be having a dream like this…?’ 

Was she really being r*ped by a demon? 

Was this just a dream, or could it somehow be real? 

It was unlikely to be real, but even as a dream it was terrifying. 

Could this be the Incubus she had only heard about? 

But in the midst of her fear, an overwhelming wave of pleasure melted her body and forced her to moan shamelessly. 

“Hmmm! Ahh! Ahh!” 

Deep inside, the sensitive folds of her vaginal walls quivered in response to the electrifying pleasure, releasing a flood of juices. 

“Ah! Ahh!” 

Just as she cried out in confusion and pleasure, the fingers teasing her from within withdrew and her thighs were spread wide. 

The hot breath against her now exposed, soaked p*ssy sent shivers through her body.  As a wet tongue began to explore her sensitive flesh and probe her inner walls, Lea’s mind boiled over with unbearable heat. 

“Haaah! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!” 

Each time the heated lips enveloped and devoured her private parts, Leah’s mind spiralled into a hazy abyss. 

The greedy tongue claimed every inch of her – her entrance, her perineum and even the forbidden spot behind it – with shameless precision. 

As the tongue licked the latter, a wave of shame washed over her, but it was fleeting. The moment she realised she craved the same intense attention, Lea was horrified. 

Why was this desire lurking inside her? 

Could this lust have been planted by the demon? 

“Aaaahhh!” 

Her voice broke as the sensations overwhelmed her and brought her to the brink of insanity. 

Unable to stand it any longer, Leah screamed as a rush of hot fluid spilled uncontrollably from her insides. 

Only then did the lips and hands that had been devouring her finally pull away. 

“Haa… haa…” 

Her breath came in ragged gasps as a wet hand brushed against her trembling lips. 

The damp fingers gently traced her lips before withdrawing, leaving a heavy silence in their wake. 

“Haa… haa…” 

Despite noticing that the demon was gone, Leah still couldn’t open her eyes. 

She couldn’t tell how much time had passed. 

Finally, as her body began to regain its strength and her eyelids loosened, Leah managed to open her eyes and look around. 

Adele was still fast asleep, her breathing steady and soft. 

The room was as peaceful as if nothing had happened. 

But between Leah’s legs she was soaked and her nightgown was a mess, barely covering her. 

The dream had ended, but the lingering sensations of sinful pleasure still clung to her body. 

‘What am I going to do…?’

Quickly, she pulled her nightgown over her still throbbing lower body and grabbed her discarded underwear from the floor, clutching it tightly in her hand as if trying to hide something shameful. 

The demon had been there. 

It had come to her, entered her body.