“Hic, huuh.”

Meanwhile, Rarien was on the verge of going crazy. When she pulled her chin down to look below, Nicholas was greedily licking between her legs.

It might smell. She should push him away.

It felt so good that her whole body was trembling, and she simply couldn’t push him away.

This is a scene she had seen in her dreams. She never thought she would actually see a scene she had only imagined in her fantasies. The scene where the Goddess’s dog licks the Goddess of Lust’s p*ssy like a starving beast. It was also Rarien’s favorite scene from <A Night at the Immoral Temple>.

It was undoubtedly the highest praise and service that the Goddess’s dog could offer to the Goddess.

To think that Nicholas Reinhart was doing this for her. She couldn’t believe that the perfect son of God was volunteering to be the Goddess’s dog with his holy lips. It felt as if she had become the Goddess of Lust herself.

The mental excitement from this was just as intense as the physical excitement she felt from having her p*ssy licked. Every time his lips rubbed against her, she felt an exhilaration that made her feel like she was flying in the sky.

“Hng, aah, ahng, aaahng…!”

Just from the stimulation of her cl*toris, Rarien reached a light climax. Not just her cl*toris, but her entire p*ssy felt hot and seemed to be pulsating. Her feet stretched out straight and her whole body was enveloped in a dreamy sensation as if she was floating on clouds.

Rarien’s round br*asts heaved up and down as she panted heavily with excitement, her hips trembling.

Noticing that she had reached climax, Nicholas removed his lips. My goodness. He had licked so frantically that his lips were a mess, covered in love juices.

What a sight on that fine face. She wanted to take out a handkerchief and wipe it off for him, but Rarien’s hands were bound with her panties.

She couldn’t wipe it with her panties either, and seeing his glistening lips made her feel too guilty to look at him, as if she had defiled something sacred.

Regardless, Nicholas deliberately licked his lips, savoring the taste of her love juices.

“You said it was dirty. Well, dirty isn’t so bad.”

This must be a curse. Nicholas laughed, seemingly intoxicated. His c*ck was already er*ect to its limit, sticking up above his navel. It was to the point of being painful from the blood rushing to it.

Should I put it in now?

Nicholas once again spread Rarien’s legs and carefully examined her flushed, engorged p*ssy.

Earlier, it had been hidden between the folds of flesh and not clearly visible. The cl*toris, which he had sucked and licked for quite some time, was now swollen and standing er*ect. Even without being touched, it was twitching, while her vaginal opening continuously leaked thick fluids.

It’s maddening. The sight was so erotic that it made the back of his head tingle just from looking.

He wanted to thrust in right away, but he was concerned, remembering how the woman had cried and screamed last time because she was too tight.

Anyway. She’s a troublesome woman who requires a lot of attention in many ways. He coated his fingertip with the sticky fluid and penetrated her vaginal opening with his long finger.

“Hah.”

Rarien’s hips lifted into the air, startled by the unexpected caress. Her insides were tight to the point of being snug. Even with just one finger inserted, he could feel the mucous membrane clinging tightly.

“Shh, it’s alright.”

“Hhhng.”

Nicholas gently caressed Rarien’s b*ttocks as if to soothe her, slowly moving his finger to widen her inner walls. Squelch, squelch, the lewd sounds from her wet opening echoed in his ears.

As soon as he felt her insides softening a bit, as if the tension had eased slightly, he added another finger.

He widened her insides with scissoring motions using his middle and ring fingers, then remembering the location of the sensitive spot, he began to curl his fingertips and press firmly.

He could feel a small bump the size of a grain of rice at his fingertips. Every time he stimulated it by rubbing firmly, her vaginal walls contracted reflexively, like a clam closing its shell.

“Ah, hhng, ah, th-this, strange…”

Rarien was at a loss, experiencing a different kind of excitement from before. If earlier it felt like a tickling sensation boiling up, now it was… like something was sloshing and swelling, precariously overflowing. This was definitely a familiar sensation, but her mind was too hazy to define it at once.

Squelch, squelch, along with the wet sounds, her love juices flowed uncontrollably. It was only when her lower abdomen tensed up that she realized. This was the urge to urinate.

The urge to urinate? Absolutely not. Rarien began to shake her head frantically.

“Ahh, ah, no, Y-Your Excellency, s-stop…!”

“I need to loosen you up, so stay still.”

“Th-that’s not it, b-bathroom, u-urine… Ah!”

She tried to struggle, but was immediately subdued by force.

Already at her limit with the precarious sensation, Rarien began to tremble.

“…Aah!”

Her vision blurred. She tried to hold it in by clenching tightly, but clear liquid was already flowing helplessly. She tried to rationalize it as love juices, but it didn’t have that sticky feeling.

Not only had she had her unwashed p*ssy licked, but now she was urinating in front of him. Rarien wanted to die of embarrassment.

“Wow, it’s a flood in here.”

“Hic, huuh…”

“Are you crying?”

“Huuh, khk. I’m sorry, I’m sorry… Hic.”

While Nicholas was marveling at the copious fluids flowing even to his palm.

Rarien suddenly started apologizing and crying loudly.

No, what on earth is she sorry for? And why is she bawling? He was dumbfounded. Nicholas stared blankly at that ridiculous sight.

She cried so much that her flushed face was a mess, wet with tears. He should normally feel sorry or pity for her, but instead, his c*ck felt like it was about to burst.

“Don’t cry. When you cry, it makes me want to torment you more because it turns me on.”

Nicholas murmured, kissing Rarien’s wet face softly.

“S-sorry. Hic, huuh. I made it dirty…”

“Let’s stop with the apologies. It’s not urine, it came out because you’re excited.”

“Th-thank you for, for understanding. Hic.”

“Stop thanking me too.”

Anyway. She’s such a pushover. Sorry for everything, thankful for everything.

Nicholas gently bit the tip of Rarien’s round nose. Surprised, Rarien scrunched up her eyes.

“Nose… Hic.”

“If you say that in front of me again, I’ll punish you every time, so remember that.”

Her nose was wet from crying, but Nicholas didn’t seem to mind.

“If you’re so sorry and thankful, why don’t you spread your legs wider?”

“What? Ahh…!”

In the blink of an eye, his hard gl*ns parted her inner walls and penetrated. With the sudden insertion, Rarien’s waist bent and her round br*asts lifted.

It was hot. It felt like embracing a rod heated in fire. He told her not to cry, but even though she tried to hold it in by clenching her nose tightly, tears flowed uncontrollably. Why is this happening? It wasn’t tears of sadness, but tears that seemed to flow involuntarily, physiologically.

Her teary vision wavered. The c*ck filling her belly made her breathe heavily involuntarily. Hicc, hic, she was sobbing and whimpering when Nicholas wiped her eyes with his thumb.

“Open your eyes.”

“Huh, hhng, uuh.”

“You should look at me.”

As he wiped away her tears, her vision cleared and she saw his face looking down at her languidly. What was so amusing? His lips held a mischievous smile. He buried his lower body deeply.

“Huuh, huuh!”

Feeling his c*ck penetrate to the deepest part inside her, Rarien let out the breath she had been holding. The feeling of her insides being pushed up made it hard to regain her senses.

It wasn’t intentional, but her vaginal walls throbbed and contracted, pushing against the flesh pillar that had penetrated her. Nicholas gritted his molars and forcefully thrust in once more, as if enduring the pressure. When his t*sticles pressed and squished against her perineum, his breath caught.

“Now I’ll tell you. Haa… about s*x. I just changed my mind.”

“Uhh, huuh…”

How brazen. He pushed his c*ck in first before announcing it.

“Of course, if you don’t like it, I can pull out.”

He said he could pull out, but he was steadily moving with squelching, lewd sounds. Of course, it felt good. Even if she said no, there was no room to pull out. Rarien shook helplessly, pinned beneath him.

“Ahng, ahng, aah.”

Nicholas felt a familiar sense of déjà vu as he watched the woman crying out with each thrust.