“Mmm. Your Excellency. More, more. Engrave me harder.”

Norton buried himself inside her, knowing what she desired.

“Haah…”

His hot and hard manhood conquered her opening, leaving distinct marks on her soft vaginal walls. Norton embraced her closely while entering leisurely. He moved slowly, giving her time to adjust, biting and sucking the small woman who panted under his weight.

“Ah, uh.”

His member, with veins prominently bulging, swelled thicker with each entry and exit. Evelyn felt every bit of it, gasping for breath, enduring the suffocating tightness that made her whole body feel heavy.

She felt she might be crushed. She imagined herself scattering like dry sand in the man’s arms, escaping from his hold. An impulse rose to leave this place without leaving anything behind, like uncatchable sand, to give emptiness to the man who was constricting her breathing.

Would he long for her?

Or would he simply dust off his hands without regret for the escaped sand?

“Ahh, ah…”

Evelyn wanted to become something precious to him, yet also wanted him to yearn painfully for something he could never possess. Divine power that matched in harmony. 

She couldn’t understand her desire to become something more than that reason, but tears came to her eyes from the pleasure of continuously feeling org*sm.

The excitement that simmered from their connected g*nitals seemed to travel to her fingertips and toes. Evelyn embraced the large man’s neck, bit his thick shoulder, and cried out in pleasure.

“Ahhh!”

Sensing she had adjusted, he began to thrust mercilessly.

* * *

Rising late, Evelyn soaked in the bath water prepared by Jile for a long time, relaxing her tense muscles. Though born a noble, her experience with being served was limited to having heavy luggage carried for her, so Evelyn still preferred bathing alone.

The red marks all over her body were embarrassing, but having lived a life where even leisurely bathing in warm water was a luxury, being attended to during bathing was simply too much to handle.

Therefore, from the moment she entered the bathroom until she came out dressed, Jile was not by her side. However, something urgent must have happened, for Jile called for Evelyn from outside the door.

“Miss. I’m sorry to disturb you. But I think you need to hurry.”

“Yes. I was just finishing up anyway. What’s the matter?”

“Well, an intermediate priest has come looking for you. I don’t know how to properly receive a priest. I’m sorry, Miss.”

Jile’s voice, uncharacteristically intimidated, clearly revealed her self-blame for disturbing Evelyn’s time with such a matter. Jile was working as a mid-level maid in the castle and said that Evelyn was the first person she had ever attended to.

After the death of Norton’s mother, the previous Border Count’s wife, there were no longer any lady’s maid positions in the castle. It naturally happened because there was no female mistress to serve, so Jile had been anxious from the beginning about her inadequate service.

Evelyn hadn’t lived the life of a noble lady, so she didn’t know if Jile’s service was lacking at all. But now she seemed flustered again at meeting a male noble who was also an intermediate priest and not particularly courteous.

Evelyn quickly dried herself and got dressed, asking Jile to explain again.

It was already clear who it was when she mentioned an intermediate priest, but she needed to first distinguish whether it was a resident priest of the castle or a priest from the volunteer group.

“Ah. I didn’t ask about that. But he was definitely someone I was seeing for the first time, and it was also the first time I’ve seen a priest who shouts…”

Who else could a shouting priest be but Gabriel? 

He must have been waiting for a day like today. A situation where the Border Count, the master of the castle and lord of the territory, had left the castle with all his aides and core knights to inspect the territory.

The Border Count had said he wouldn’t be able to return until tomorrow morning at the earliest.

Knowing that Gabriel couldn’t even tolerate a short wait with his temperament, Evelyn unconsciously became anxious. Regardless of who had endured longer in the volunteer group, Gabriel was still her superior, and she, as a junior priest, had a duty to follow his instructions.

Evelyn let out a long sigh, contrasting with her quickening pace, amused at how quickly she recognized her place when Norton wasn’t around.

Entering the reception room where Jile had guided her, Gabriel, who had been examining the furniture and decorations, belatedly straightened himself.

Though his eyes bulged at the sight of her, he surprisingly didn’t raise his voice.

“Look at you. You’ve ripened nicely! Evelyn.”

Not that his manner of speech had improved.

Hearing his still unchanged tone, Evelyn asked Jile to leave them.

Though Jile complied obediently, she didn’t completely close the reception room door.

“I thought you had no intention of leaving the volunteer group, but you had ambition.”

“…”

“It’s so difficult to see the face of my direct junior who belongs to my unit.”

“You know the Border Count has a rejection to divine power. Fortunately, my divine power harmonizes with him, so he doesn’t want anyone else healing him.”

“That’s just an excuse. Tsk.”

Gabriel sat down heavily on the sofa in the middle of the reception room with a displeased expression, leaning back leisurely like the owner. Evelyn sat across from him and poured tea.

“I am sorry for not being able to participate in the volunteer group. Please convey my apologies to the other priests.”

“You shouldn’t use divine power like a bribe, Evelyn.”

He pointed his index finger upward with an exaggerated expression, like he was teaching her something she didn’t know.

“You’ll get angry.”

“I…”

Cutting off Evelyn’s urgent attempt to explain, Gabriel leaned forward, bringing his face closer, and whispered brazenly.

“You’ll lose your divine power that way.”

“What?”

Seeing Evelyn’s round eyes, he sneered. It twisted his guts to see her still acting so innocent while having grasped a symbol of power.

He pointed his index finger upward once more.

“It’s power given by Him, so wouldn’t it be up to Him to take it back? Why are you so surprised? Don’t you remember? Cases where healing power disappeared. We all read about it in religious school when we were young. What’s wrong with you?”

Evelyn swallowed dryly and tried to compose her expression. It was just a meaningless word play she had fallen for, but it felt like a vital point had been struck, leaving her breathless.

“Tsk tsk. With such a tender heart. Well, apart from your tiny healing power, latching onto an older man for marriage might be the best thing for the rest of your life. But Evelyn, if I were a deity and someone used divine power to seduce a man and then wanted to live as a woman rather than a priestess, I’d want to take that ability back out of spite. What do you think?”

“So purifying demonic energy can be interpreted that way.”

Gabriel’s irritation secretly surged at her stiff response. He had just come to see how she was doing and perhaps gain some advantage through his junior’s connection. He felt frustrated even as he was being provocative, unsure how he had ended up this way.

She used to just answer “yes, yes” even when he shouted at her, though she might have worn a grim expression. 

Somehow, seeing her sitting with a straight back and looking directly at him, he felt she wouldn’t give the gentle answer he wanted, so he felt the need to establish dominance further. 

It would be good to make her ask him to purify the Border Count’s demonic energy, since his abilities were superior to Evelyn’s.

“Don’t you know better than anyone that your intentions aren’t pure? Demonic energy purification? If you truly healed him only as a priestess, go down right now and take care of the commoner brats.”

“…”

“What? Now that you’ve caught the Border Count, you don’t want to go near commoners?”

“Don’t slander me. I can swear to God that I sincerely did all my duties for the volunteer group. I only promised to exclusively take care of His Excellency until the volunteer group’s stay in Norton’s territory ends.”

“Exclusive care my as$. Why do you do it locked up in the bedroom? What, do you need to take off your clothes for the divine power to work?”

“Priest!”

Evelyn called him quietly through gritted teeth, feeling humiliated by the sly Gabriel.

But Gabriel laughed mockingly, slowly lowering his gaze from Evelyn’s head.