Chapter 16: The Divine Power Test(2)

I had a deep sleep for the first time in a long while. The lingering exhaustion that had enveloped me was completely washed away.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Edwin’s large hand, clasped tightly. His profile, kneeling beside the bed and asleep, was vivid.

I looked down at his peacefully sleeping face. He was sleeping so soundly in an uncomfortable position. As I tried to gently release the hand he was tightly holding, he reached out urgently.

“…Father.”

He looked at me with a drowsy face, his gaze dazed. Then his dreamy eyes grew sharp and quickly contorted into a sorrowful expression.

“How much……! How much I…”

Unable to finish his sentence as he cried like an angry person, he pressed his lips tightly together. Soon, a tear rolled down his cheek.

The cold-hearted man, who had never shed a tear even in the face of his own death, was crying like a child.

“…I thought you had died just like that.”

“Father Edwin, look. I’m perfectly fine.”

“I thought I would never see you again in this world. When the priests left and I pulled up the rope, only a rusted piece of metal was recovered. The feeling of looking at that…”

He burrowed into my arms like a child. The clean nun’s habit he had changed into was becoming wet with tears.

“…I couldn’t just leave you. I searched desperately through the lake, but not a single strand of your hair was visible.”

“Didn’t you rescue me, Father?”

“…I couldn’t let you go alone, so I tried to die with you. I put aside my methods and tried to dip my feet in the lake, and then you floated up to the surface. Until that moment, I thought you were hopelessly dead.”

To keep his promise, he had tried to die with me, believing I was dead. Not wanting to send me off alone. How touching it was, and how overwhelming the emotions were.

“I told you, Father. I don’t die easily. I’m sure there is a reason why God kept me alive. Even if I were to die, it’s not now.”

I carefully patted his back, which he was holding so tightly. Do you even understand? When you decided to die for me, my soul was already saved. That’s why, even if I die, I have no regrets; I am in bliss.

“…Alicia, even if God were to take your breath away, I will not let you go.”

As I traced his tear-streaked cheek with my fingertips, he continued speaking.

“We made a promise before, didn’t we? That if you were to die, I would die with you. I no longer want to do that.”

Edwin’s lips were uttering such frustrating words. Was the vow to share both life and death so fleeting in its effectiveness?

“Have you come to dislike me?”

It was unbearably cruel. Bitterness filled my mouth. As I lowered my gaze in resignation, his lips rested on the back of my hand, which had scratches from the lake’s underbrush.

“No, I’ve decided to save you. I never want to see you dying before my eyes again. If it’s not too greedy of me…”

When his breath ceased, mine would too.

“Alicia, I want to live with you.”

He whispered with tearful eyes, wanting to live together. It was so affectionate, so secretive. Ah, it was almost like a courtship.

“I want to open my eyes and close them together at the same time.”

“Father Edwin, someone might misunderstand if they hear that.”

As he repeatedly kissed the scratches, he rubbed his face like a young beast.

“…What misunderstanding are you talking about?”

“The things you just said. It sounds like… you’re proposing.”

At my words, Father Edwin lowered his eyelids languidly, allowing me to observe his long eyelashes up close.

What is he thinking? While he remained silent, my heart trembled as if it might stop.

“It’s not a misunderstanding.”

When the long-awaited answer finally came, my heart swelled to the point of bursting. I was anxious it might actually explode.

“Alicia, I am promising you a future.”

His lips carefully settled on my left ring finger.

“If you wish, I’d like to lay down my ordination and return as an ordinary man, and give you a ring.”

Edwin then set his teeth on my left ring finger gently, without hurting me.

When his tongue brushed over the delicate skin, an ecstasy so overwhelming it bordered on painful betrayal engulfed my entire body.

“Alicia, I want to hear your answer.”

Breathlessly, I whispered to him with labored breaths.

“…Yes.”

The emotions I had been holding back burst forth uncontrollably, overflowing.

At that moment, his eyelids half-closed languidly. He climbed onto the bed on his knees and looked at me silently. He was close enough that I could feel his breath.

“Alicia……”

Instead of a response, I gently lowered my eyelids, and his lips briefly touched mine. The warmth of his body on my mucous membrane made my fingertips tremble.

The forbidden fruit tasted very sweet. The fruit’s sharp, tangy sensation spread in my mouth, making my tongue tingle and my head spin.

As I regretted the brief contact, he kissed me deeply once more. When I pushed him away from my chest, breathless, he looked down at me with heated eyes.

“…If God reads my true intentions, I have no words even if cast into the fires of hell.”

“This is the first time I’ve felt such an emotion. It’s extremely impure and profane…”

His hand delves into the hem of my skirt. As I arched my back in response to the sensation of his hand gently brushing the inner part of my thigh, Edwin lowered his gaze languidly and whispered.

“Unfortunately, my patience has run out, and I have no leisure left.”

The cold wall touched my back. There was no place left to escape. Our bodies pressed tightly together, helplessly.

“Do you know what kind of thoughts I had of you every night in the holy monastery?”

Edwin glanced at the firmly locked bedroom door and licked his lips.

“Despite your pure body, my mind constantly desired you.”

“Father…”

“I know you dislike people who are different on the outside and inside. So…”

Edwin licked his dry lower lip sensuously and continued.

“I hope you corrupt me with the same hands that saved me.”

His eyes, which always seemed so reserved, now gleamed seductively. It was a look that seemed to mock the divine.

“Corrupt me. Please.”

His left hand lifted the hem of my skirt. As I stared at him in a daze, he quickly removed the nun’s habit that had been rolled up to my pelvis.

“Ah…”

I glanced briefly at the habit lying beneath the bed. My face burned with embarrassment. The only thing left on my body was a coarse white undergarment. Overwhelmed by sudden shame, I wrapped my hands around my body.

“I want to see more clearly.”

How could I refuse the request of a beloved partner? As I slowly moved my hands away from my chest, I felt his explicit gaze.

The white chemise provided by the monastery grew thinner with each wash, and as a result, the contours of the protrusions on my chest became distinctly prominent.

“May I touch?”

“You don’t have to ask for permission for that kind of thing.”

“Does that mean I can do whatever I want?”

Nodding with a face flushed bright red, his lips suddenly pressed against the chemise. The sensation of his tongue, rounded and moist, was vividly felt through the thin, translucent fabric.

“Ah…”

The breath that dampened the chemise brushed over my delicate skin. His lips, which had been softly tracing, suddenly sucked on the protrusion.

“Ah, ha, Father…”

The sensitive protrusion was pulled into his saliva-filled mouth. An unbearable, peculiar itch spread inside my chest.

As I twisted my waist and struggled, he began to stubbornly rub his tongue against my flesh.

“Ha, ugh, mmm…”

While my chest was being licked, a shiver seemed to spread near my lower body. As I crossed my legs and wriggled my thighs, his left hand suddenly delved into my underwear.

“Father, ah, ugh!”

His fingers caressed the dampened mucous membrane up and down. I wished he would thrust his thick fingers inside and stir it up, but his gentle touches made me sigh in frustration.

“Please put your fingers inside.”

As I clung to his left arm and begged, the corners of his mouth, which had been dry and expressionless, lifted silently.

“I don’t want to.”

Before I could even grasp the confusion, his face burrowed into the inside of my thighs. As if to sniff, he pressed his nose and took a deep breath.

“What, what are you trying to do?”

Before there was a chance to stop him, he pulled down the underwear. The underwear, which had been precariously hanging at the ankles, finally fell to the floor.

The heated breath gently stimulated the wet, aroused g*nitals. Soon, the moist mass gently spread open the tightly closed mucous membrane and entered.

The tongue plunges deep, reaching even to the root. Then it persistently stirs the mucous membrane as if kissing it. The toes that had fallen under the bed twitch and curl up, then straighten again repeatedly.

Cold, cold.

The obscene friction sounds made the mind reel. At the same time, a sense of longing spread inside the inner wall where the tip of the tongue couldn’t reach.

“Ha, ugh, please stop. No, ugh……”

The mucous membrane, relentlessly violated, trembles with a shudder. Breathing heavily, she looks down at him and continues speaking with lips drenched in bodily fluids.

“Please take it off yourself.”

Swallowing dryly, she follows his gaze and glances over the series of abstinent buttons. The trousers, originally made spacious for ease of movement, now cling so tightly that it becomes apparent.

She pulled down the trembling trousers. A damp stain had spread over the white underwear. Reaching out and caressing the area near the stain, the hot, *rect column sprang up and lifted its head outside the underwear.

“Ah…”

It was a clean object, with no darkened areas. Despite being pale to the point of being colorless, his member was flushed red from unfamiliar stimulation.

As she lightly stroked the column with her palm, he narrowed his brow and let out a low moan.

“Ha…”

Since it had never been touched by human hands before, the tendons stood out even with light friction. When she tapped it with her fingertips, a transparent droplet appeared at the tip.

To think such an obscene fruit was hidden within that stiff shell. It was too large even to be fully encased in both hands.

“Alicia…”