“Why?”

“N-now put it in!”

She mustered her maximum courage to finally say those words with her own mouth. To Angela, who squeezed her eyes shut, Ivres said.

“You know exactly what to do, don’t you, Priestess?”

Ivres showed no intention of changing his position lying down with his arm behind his head.

Angela approached him. To Angela, who climbed on top of his stomach, Ivres asked.

“I’m telling you in advance—I won’t reveal any secrets today.”

Since it wasn’t their promised day, his words were perfectly correct. Angela nodded slightly. At that sight, Ivres burst into laughter.

“Are you serious? You really came here to have s*x with me, Priestess.”

Deliberately using crude words, Ivres gleefully observed Angela’s reaction.

She was embarrassed as expected, but showed no intention of getting off him.

Ivres tapped Angela’s buttocks with his member and said.

“Use it if you need it, Priestess.”

Once Ivres gave permission, Angela moved her body a bit lower. She lifted her thighs slightly, floated her body in the air, then gripped his member in her hand and made her petals and his tip touch like they were kissing.

Her soft inner flesh parted and began to envelop him, seemingly like it had been waiting.

The damp, moist place was so thoroughly loosened that it made room without any resistance, yielding to whatever pushed inside.

Her body, which had grown extremely sensitive from harboring the demon’s seed, trembled violently.

“What are you doing?”

Angela’s reaction was utterly lewd—just from insertion alone, she seemed to have cl*maxed lightly and couldn’t even think to move, her body trembling.

But she shouldn’t be satisfied with just this.

Ivres smacked Angela’s buttocks hard enough to make a sound but not hurt. However, when Angela, startled by just the sound, looked at him, Ivres smiled and said.

“You have to move yourself. You said you needed it, right? You came all the way here in secret because you wanted this, didn’t you?”

The demon wore a cruel smile.

* * *

“Haah. Ah! Ah! Haah!”

Angela’s body swayed back and forth, up and down. Sometimes it moved in circular motions. Each time, her hair swung past her shoulders around her chest.

Angela, always pious and proper, had already lost her mind to the surging pleasure.

“Hey, Priestess.”

When Ivres, who had been lying still enjoying Angela’s appearance, began thrusting his hips while keeping her on top, Angela’s body repeatedly floated up and fell down off-rhythm.

“Ah! Ah! W-hngh. Wait.”

“Do you know what you’re doing to yourself right now?”

Even at the word “wait,” Ivres had no intention of stopping. Rather, the speed increased, and Angela could do nothing but m*an.

“You’re shaking your body for your own pleasure. And mounted on top of a man at that. Do you know what people like you are called?”

“Aah! Ah!”

“They call it lewd.”

“Hngh. N-no.”

“Can you say someone like you is a priestess of God? You, who threw off your priestess robes and are mindlessly coupling with a man? You, who wanted s*x so badly you came to find a man alone in his room?”

“I-I…! Hngh.”

Suddenly Ivres’s movements stopped. Angela collapsed onto Ivres. With their chests pressed together, to Angela who was gasping for breath, Ivres said.

“If you carry the demon’s seed in your body, you can survive even in the contaminated air of the Demon Realm. Even if you don’t fall into my hands today, Priestess, I plan to take you back to the Demon Realm with me.”

Angela, breathing heavily with gasps, couldn’t give any answer and merely convulsed her body like a fish out of water.

Inside such an Angela’s opening, he twitched his p*nis. Enjoying how her inner flesh softly enveloped his member, Ivres whispered.

“But that thing has one more secret hidden in it.”

Angela’s answer wasn’t needed. Ivres traced her earlobe with his hand and continued speaking.

“It allows humans to bear a demon’s child. Like a witch.”

Though not the exact truth, Ivres lied to Angela. Since he planned to make her abandon God and choose him anyway, it wasn’t completely wrong, was it?

At the words “demon’s child,” Angela’s body, which seemed to have its brain pickled in pleasure, flinched for a moment. Ivres giggled.

“That’s right. Just like you thought, Priestess, I am a demon.”

“Th-that… w-wait a moment.”

Slowly, Ivres began moving his hips again.

“W-wait! Aah! W-haah! Ah!”

The speed gradually increased, and what Angela was trying to say became inaudible, buried in m*ans.

“If I *jaculate inside you now, you’ll probably conceive a demon’s child. But if you refuse, you won’t be able to see me after today. So choose.”

“Ah! Ah! Th-that! Hngh!”

Though he only said to choose, Ivres didn’t give Angela any chance to think rationally.

He cunningly changed the direction of his thr*sts so she couldn’t be satisfied. Having coupled with her several times by now, Ivres knew exactly how to make Angela feel pleasure and reach cl*max, like looking at the palm of his hand.

If this was t*rture, this much was necessary. Unlike Angela, Ivres was a demonic being and could become cold for his purposes at any time.

Tormenting the woman he desired didn’t even count as particularly demonic.

“Sorry, but you can’t cl*max unless you decide, Priestess. If you want to, you have to tell me clearly.”

Thud. Thud. Following the sound of the formidable p*nis plunging through her inner flesh, Angela’s m*ans came rhythmically.

“Tell me. Which will you choose?”

If she declared she would bear his child, he would gift her endless pleasure.

“Hngh. Ngh. Ngh.”

But if she said no, it meant she had to return to God’s embrace and live a pious life.

“You’d better speak quickly.”

Eventually, Angela clung to his embrace and cried out.

“I-I’ll choose! I will, so please!”

“That’s a bad habit of yours, Priestess. Stopping mid-sentence. I told you before that you need to speak clearly.”

“P-please, inside.”

“You clearly understand what will happen if I *jaculate inside you?”

Angela nodded pitifully. But her body was already fully prepared to accept the demon’s seed. Her vaginal muscles contracted to squeeze out s*men, and the folds began to coil around his p*nis like a living snake.

“Say it yourself. Angela.”

Ivres whispered to her. Called by her name rather than the usual “Priestess,” Angela panted and said.

“I’ll bear your child. So please, let me finish now.”

“You’re making a contract?”

“Ngh, yes! I’ll do a contract or whatever.”

“Good.”

Permission finally came. Only then did Ivres grab Angela’s waist and begin pounding down hard.

As her body was forcibly moved, Ivres’s p*nis, which had been persistently changing direction, began to stab at her weakest spot.

Her head went pure white and only m*ans leaked from Angela’s mouth.

Her body, which had been flopping like an electrocuted fish, trembled violently as Ivres *jaculated, then collapsed onto him with a thud.

* * *

“She’s sleeping deeply.”

Zepar let out a hollow laugh looking at the woman asleep in Veris’s arms.

“You really do outrageous things. I knew you were selfish, but to touch a priestess of God.”

Zepar clicked his tongue.

“What will you do if those guys really get involved?”

Those who claimed bright light at God’s side, unlike their fallen selves. Just thinking about it made him lose his appetite, and Zepar’s expression twisted.

“It doesn’t matter. I’ll take Angela straight back to the Demon Realm.”

“What?”

Only then could Zepar understand why Veris had called him all the way here.

Zepar was a demon in charge of lewdness and l*st. He shrugged his shoulders and said to Veris, “The contract is valid. Even if you take her to the Demon Realm, she won’t die from the toxic energy.”

“I see.”

“Ha, really. You called me all the way here just to ask that?”

Though he said that, Zepar couldn’t take his eyes off Angela.

One nostalgic face came to mind. Feeling complicated, Zepar said.

“I’m going back now. What’s with all this light? Those humans did some pointless things.”

Zepar frowned at the fake light beams that had no effect other than being annoyingly bright everywhere.

“Oh, one more thing.”

“What now?”