It was exactly like in his dream. No, it was even better. Her br*asts were exposed as she was being f*cked. Her dome-shaped br*ast mounds jiggled this way and that with each thrust. It was truly a spectacular sight to see her er*ect n*pples tracing round trajectories in the air as they bounced.

He couldn’t leave them alone. He wanted to knead them to his heart’s content, making up for all the times he felt unsatisfied. Nicholas grasped both of Rarien’s br*asts with his entire palms as if squeezing them, and began to move his hips.

Her n*pples stood up stiffly, rolling around and tickling his palms. Excited by that trivial sight, Nicholas stimulated both of Rarien’s n*pples by twirling them with his index fingers. As expected, her n*pples seemed sensitive. Every time he rubbed them, Rarien’s moans grew louder.

Even though he had loosened her up sufficiently, Rarien’s p*ssy was still small and tight. He thrust in because he felt like his c*ck would burst if he didn’t f*ck her right away, but seeing her tight opening struggling to accommodate his c*ck made him feel almost sorry for her.

Contrary to her outward appearance, her insides were frantically sucking on his flesh pillar. Nicholas raised the corners of his mouth as if intoxicated by the squelching sounds of fluids splashing.

“I want to show you. How greedily you’re devouring my c*ck.”

“Hah, huuh, hhng.”

“It’s a flood in here. Really.”

His tip swam back and forth in her fluid-filled v*gina. Despite how much she had leaked, her insides were still overflowing with love juices. It almost felt like he might drown if he kept f*cking her like this. Each time he deeply inserted his c*ck all the way to the end after being engulfed, the pooled fluids gushed out.

The love juices flowed down, soaking her b*ttocks and forming a small puddle on the desk. As the damp documents stuck to Rarien’s bottom, she began to panic.

“W-water… Your Excellency, th-the documents, we need to move the documents. Ahh.”

“You’re worrying about that only now?”

It was already all wet. She was whimpering with worry. Seeing her lips move and then bite down, it seemed she was about to say ‘I’m sorry’ reflexively but swallowed it.

It wasn’t even her fault. What was this woman so worried about? It was ridiculous.

“The documents, what should we do, the documents… Hng, hhng, what to do, ah!”

“If the content is terrible, I’ll just tell them to redo it, that’s all.”

“What?”

“You don’t need to feel sorry for me. I just sign the approval section anyway.”

It wasn’t his work either, after all.

As Nicholas grinned, Rarien’s face fell even more.

“B-but… Hic, it’s a lie. Th-they’ll be unfairly… Hah!”

“If you’re sorry, you can go tell them, ‘The documents got wet because we were having s*x on the desk, but His Excellency will understand.'”

“H-how could I…”

“If you can’t do that, then keep quiet and focus on the s*x.”

How wicked. His face showed not a trace of guilt. Rarien thought he must surely be possessed by Satan.

As he said, he was Satan that God truly loved, so no one, not even himself, had known.

It’s fortunate she has a superior like Sister Agatha.

If one had a superior like Nicholas Reinhart, life in the temple would truly be a living hell.

His golden eyes, once as gentle as the sun, now felt as sharp as a well-honed blade. She was confused whether he had changed because of the s*x, or if she had discovered his true nature because of the s*x.

Rarien’s eyes widened as she felt her hips lift and her body fold in half. It was because Nicholas had hooked her legs over his arms and thrust in forcefully.

“Rarien Claude.”

“Khk, hah, huh, yees… Ahng.”

“Stop whimpering. Look closely at who you’re daring to swallow.”

He lifted Rarien’s pelvis to show her their connected parts. Her tightly stretched vaginal opening was engulfing his massive c*ck as if about to burst.

Why is the color like that?

It used to be as pure as spring flowers. Whether it was congested or not, it now turned an alarmingly dark red.

To think that frightening c*ck was going in and out of her. Moreover, every time he pulled out, glimpses of bright red flesh coated in love juices peeked out. It was the most erotic sight she had ever seen in her life.

The squelching sounds of their connected g*nitals made her feel like she was losing her mind. A burning sensation spread through her p*ssy as if hot water had been poured into it.

“This must be a curse. Huh, once I start thrusting, ha, I can’t stop.”

“Hah, huh, ah, s-stop, ahh!”

“So think of it as reaping what you’ve sown, and wrap your arms around my neck.”

Rarien followed his order and wrapped her bound hands around his neck. At that moment, her b*ttocks were lifted into the air as her body was raised. The added weight caused his c*ck to be buried to the hilt.

“Ahhhhh…!”

As he thrust up into the deepest part of her belly, Rarien curled up her body. Dangling from his body, she begged desperately.

“I-I’m going to fall. Let, huh, me go. Khk.”

“If you don’t want to fall, just hold on tighter.”

As Nicholas thrust in and out as if scolding her, Rarien hugged his neck more tightly.

Her sweat-soaked n*pples were squished against his shoulders.

The sensation of her n*pples and the walls of her v*gina sticking wetly up and down with each thrust of his g*nitals was exquisite. Nicholas exhaled deeply as he continuously thrust his c*ck into Rarien who was clinging to him.

“Don’t squeeze so tight. My c*ck’s going to burst.”

“I-I’m not, ahng, squeezing, khk.”

“I need to be gentle. If it bursts, who’s going to f*ck you?”

Whether it was fear or tension, her tight insides were gripping his c*ck as if about to burst it. He wanted to enjoy it more leisurely. But seeing the woman’s pitiful state as she clung to his neck and whimpered, his s*men rose to the tip.

Nicholas gripped Rarien’s b*ttocks hard enough to leave handprints as his hips began to move faster and faster, driven by the rising climax.

“Hng, ah!”

“Ah!”

Just like in the dream, they moaned intensely as their bodies shook simultaneously.

F*ck, it felt like he could die happily like this.

Nicholas hugged Rarien’s small body tightly like he was about to crush her. Hic, khk, he could feel her hiccupping. Unable to hold back even at that small stimulation, Nicholas’s p*nis expanded greatly from the base, spurting s*men in great gushes. A milky mixture of love juices and s*men dripped from their connected parts, leaving dark stains on the carpet.

“Hah, huh, haa….”

As Rarien desperately gasped for breath, Nicholas seized her lips as if he had been waiting for this moment. Then he started walking forward in that state. Surprised by the sudden backward movement, Rarien flailed about.

“Rarien Claude. You should stay still when you’re being f*cked by me. You’ll get hurt.”

“Wh-where are we…”

“Let’s try it while sitting down this time.”

“Ahh!”

As Nicholas leaned back on the sofa while hugging Rarien, his still-inserted c*ck went in even deeper. As a result, Rarien ended up in a position straddling Nicholas while hugging his head.

I thought he ej*culated. For some reason, his c*ck was still fully er*ect and hard.

“Didn’t you… Huh, ej*culate?”

“I did.”

“Then why again?”

“I’m not dead yet.”

“Hah, huh!”

Nicholas started thrusting his hips while grinning and taking Rarien’s n*pple into his mouth. Squelch, squelch, the sound of wet g*nitals connecting filled the room.

***

In the dim dawn. Rarien was in Nicholas’s arms on the sofa in the office.

As she had wished, she was held in his broad embrace. And she observed Nicholas Reinhart’s noble face, faintly illuminated by moonlight, without any restrictions.

“…So handsome.”

It was a beauty that amazed her anew no matter how many times she looked. Rarien carefully reached out her hand and touched his sharp nose bridge and plump lips in turn.

He definitely looks even more handsome with his mouth closed. He looked so sacred, as if he had never uttered such lewd words.

He had fallen asleep without realizing it. They didn’t have s*x just once. Even if she tried to count the number of times, since she fainted in the middle, it was all a blur.

‘Now I truly have no regrets.’

Two days before the transfer. It was an opportunity given like a stroke of luck.

Back then, she regretted not being able to caress him. As if to make up for that regret, Nicholas had sucked and licked her body until it felt swollen. He sucked so much that now her n*pples ached at the slightest touch.

‘I’m satisfied enough… that I don’t even need an epitaph.’