The man’s firm fingers rub against her undergarments. Despite the unfamiliar sensations igniting within her, Evelyn is too flustered to even think about kicking him away.

“The place where your divine power flows most intensely.”

“Ahh!”

“Priestess, why does your divine power come from here?”

“Wh…what! Ahh.”

He pushed aside her underwear and his fingers clung to the wet flesh. His fingertips immediately invaded, spreading the plump flesh and rubbing her l*bia in one swift motion.

“My hand keeps wanting to touch your body. Like my lifeline is hidden in this body.”

“Haah. Wait… stop…”

At the strange sensation felt below, Evelyn brought her knees together to narrow the space between her legs. Every place touching him felt hot, her heart fluttered, and she couldn’t push the man’s hand away.

“Earlier you couldn’t let go of my hand… Now you’re pulling my hand here? Do you have any idea why?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know about such things, so please stop…”

“My shoulders have always felt crushed. My feet heavy, vision blurred.”

The hand that had been relentlessly parting the wet intimate flesh repeatedly now pinched and rubbed the small bean-like piece of flesh above her entrance. Evelyn trembled with a sharp jolt through her body.

“Haah!! Stop…”

“But the longer we stay connected, the clearer my vision becomes. The weight that felt like it would drag me underground is gradually getting lighter.”

“Ughh…”

He pulled at the cl*toris like he would extract it from between the plump flesh, then went deep down like searching for something.

Evelyn couldn’t bear how increasingly wet she became below, yet the more he touched, the more restless she felt, making her want to properly feel that sensation.

To think such thoughts when a stranger was touching her. Evelyn grew angry at herself too.

Sensations ran wild then returned, and not knowing whether she disliked or enjoyed this made her truly want to cry. She felt ashamed at the Border Count’s blatant touch, yet he was so large that she felt no urge to resist.

“The moment I touched here, my breathing cleared. It feels like meeting a bubbling oasis.”

“Uuh. Ahh.”

“Priest.”

“Ughh…”

Norton, who put more strength into the arm supporting the trembling Evelyn, sought consent while molesting the sacred priestess’s intimate parts.

“Heal me.”

“I…I’m only low…low-ranking.”

“Even if His Holiness the Pope came, he couldn’t lay a fingertip on my body, so what use is rank?”

“Haah.”

Norton circled around the hole where hot heat poured out, soothing the young priest.

“Let our bodies touch completely, and save me.”

“Ugh. Wait…just wait. Haaht. My body, my body feels strange.”

“If you purify the accumulated old demonic energy, I’ll worship you like a god from now on.”

“Haht. That’s impossible…”

A thick finger pressed around her entrance. Like foretelling the future about to arrive.

“Become my lord from now on. I’ll offer you unimaginable wealth and honor.”

“Ah…ugh!”

One knuckled finger finally slipped inside the hole. The hot inner flesh clung to his finger, chewing on it wetly. Norton held his breath momentarily at that heat.

The young priest tensed her entire body and trembled. Seeing her furrowed brow, he felt a vulgar urge to distort even her soft cheeks that still retained baby fat despite being an adult.

Norton moved his finger slowly with squelching sounds. The priest with wide eyes stopped breathing each time and glared at him, but she was already like prey caught in a trap, whimpering and unable to escape, only looking cute.

He pushed his middle finger deeper.

“Uuh. Let…let me go. Please. This…this kind of thing…”

Contrary to her words, Evelyn’s vaginal walls constantly chewed on the Border Count’s finger wetly. Not knowing how much this drove away reason, she pleaded with a weak voice. Norton stirred inside the woman’s entrance who seemed to beg to be devoured entirely.

“I’ll heal you. Not…not like this…”

“How?”

“With hands. With hands… ugh…”

Squelch. Squelch.

The lewd noise from her soaked lower parts made her shrink further. Evelyn became afraid of violating God’s word about not being swayed by lust.

She felt like her priestly status would be stripped and she’d be dismissed from the temple. Though she herself was born to a healing priest, such thoughts didn’t even occur to her.

Only guilt about violating numerous doctrines written in scripture.

“Please. Please. Pull it out now. Haauh. Let me serve God’s will…”

“You’re already doing that.”

The fingertip that went deep curved and scraped her vaginal walls. Evelyn pressed her thighs together and rubbed her legs. Not knowing that her action to restrain the intruder only trapped him further inside.

“Hngh. Hah…”

“This is God’s will. Who else but a priest would purify the demonic energy of one who guards the empire?”

“But this is.”

“You’re protecting the empire. If the weight crushing me disappears. How many more monsters would I slaughter?”

The finger scraping her vaginal walls found a more swollen, protruding area among the soft inner walls. When he pressed his fingertip against it, Evelyn’s body jolted upward. Norton stretched his lips in a fine smile.

“Mm. Our priestess likes this spot most.”

“Haah! Don’t…don’t do that…”

Evelyn squeezed her thighs and whimpered. The area he pressed firmly made her breathless like he was pressing her heart. She had a strong premonition that something worse than now would happen.

“The more you gush water, the more purifying energy circulates through my body. I can feel it very clearly. But this isn’t enough. It makes me thirsty.”

Evelyn felt a surge of fear at his swaying hips and the chilling warning he breathed out. She unconsciously gripped the shirt on the Border Count’s chest.

“Hngggh. Uuh. I’m scared. I’m scared. Please.”

“Of what?”

The Border Count pressed the sensitive spot inside the hole with his fingertip and curved his palm to touch her cl*toris.

“Mmmm…”

“What scares you most? Me? Or.”

“Ugh. I don’t know.”

Evelyn shook her head while whimpering. Even though he stopped moving and only applied pressure, the sensations felt in her body didn’t seem like her own.

“Ugh. I think…I think I’ll come. This kind of thing. I’ve never done this kind of thing. Ugh.”

“Yeah. I’m doing this to make you come. So don’t be scared and hold onto me tightly. You might be surprised.”

“Hic. Mmmm. Wh…what are you going to do?”

“What else? Make you come your brains out. To be saved.”

Norton began shaking her entire pelvis while firmly gripping from the sensitive spot on her inner wall to her cl*toris.

“Uaaaah!!”

Without time to be surprised, Evelyn began screaming, and Norton shook his arm until his triceps felt like they would tear.

“Aaaaah!!”

Evelyn’s head fell back with a thud, her hips bucked then floated in the air. Norton’s arm swelled like expanding, and blue veins bulged like ridges on the back of his hand as he hooked his fingers into her g*nitals and shook her pelvis.

The persistent shaking motion made muscles everywhere ache, but he couldn’t stop at the hole and inner walls that contracted like they would cut off his fingers.

“Ugh.”

At some point Evelyn stopped screaming and made choking sounds. The sensation she’d never experienced in her life felt like her body would swell, swell more, then burst with a pop.

“Uuh. St…op…”

When everything became hazy, faded, and no sound could be heard, only the sensation of climbing relentlessly up a high, steep place remained vivid to her.

‘If I fall from here, I’ll die. My body will shatter to pieces.’

Even with such frightening thoughts, Evelyn couldn’t stop either. Like not reaching that end would be an even greater disaster.

Even lifting her hips wasn’t enough, so she spread her thighs wide. The experienced middle-aged man’s strength was robust, and Evelyn discovered herself swaying in strange immorality between this act that clearly contradicted the beliefs she’d maintained.

“Mmmm. Hah.”

The man’s rough breath as he shook her below and panted poured over her face. She desperately embraced Norton’s neck. To avoid falling from the cliff she was driven to, the only thing to rely on was the solid Border Count.

“Ahh…”

Her vision went white, and her vaginal walls swelled to their limit. Soon she’d fall. Fall from the cliff. With only that thought filling her, the scream that had stopped finally burst from Evelyn’s mouth.

“Haaah!!!”

Whoosh. As a clean, clear stream of water gushed out, Norton pushed her body to the edge of the sofa. Even in that instant, he removed his soaked hand and pressed his lips to her g*nitals shooting water, swallowing it like drinking holy water.

“Hah… ugh…”

Evelyn’s lower abdomen convulsed as she rolled her eyes back in a daze, and Norton rubbed her cl*toris with his tongue while stroking her curly pubic hair.

“Haah. Ahhhh.”

Evelyn felt like she’d lose her mind. Like someone had entered her head and thoroughly scrambled it, making her feel she’d go crazy, she pushed away the Border Count’s head stuck to her below. The man who wouldn’t budge finally pulled back only after thoroughly licking the priestess’s thoroughly wet g*nitals.

“Haah.”

Watching the finely trembling Evelyn, Norton began unbuttoning his shirt with quick motions.

“Are you still scared even after coming so messily?”