Her lower abdomen kept tightening, closing her throat. While this was quite stimulating for Norton, it was excessively cruel for her with her rising gag reflex.

Evelyn slapped his thighs repeatedly to signal her distress.

“Uh. Kuk!”

At her gesture, Norton thrust his member deeply one final time before stopping, burying it to the root. The priestess’s face turned red, and her throat repeatedly tightened and released around his gl*ns, causing him to hold his breath momentarily.

After she pounded his thighs and pinched him for quite some time, Norton finally withdrew from her throat, feeling alarmed at his own momentary loss of reason.

“Cough. Cough.”

Only after violently catching her breath and coughing did Evelyn regulate her breathing. She wiped away the saliva that had been streaming down and glared at him with a flushed face.

“The seed hasn’t come out yet?”

At those words, her angry gaze instantly transformed into bewilderment.

For someone who had been commanding hundreds of thousands of soldiers for decades, subduing a young priestess who had never lived with power required only a tone of voice filled with reproach.

Whether her face was red from breathlessness or embarrassment remained unclear.

Norton barely suppressed a smile at how adorable she looked, rolling her eyes like a cornered rabbit.

“Priestess. If you can’t manage with your hands, and your mouth is difficult too. It seems only one place remains, doesn’t it?”

“No. That’s…”

“Indeed. The flesh is where divine power is most concentrated. Isn’t that right?”

“That’s not true! Divine power should emit light. Like the white light that rose from my hands earlier!”

“Is that so? Then we should verify,”

“No. I’m telling you it comes from my hands!”

Having long abandoned the pretense of being a dignified, holy priestess, Evelyn shouted with indignation like a young lady her age, rather than calmly persuading the Border Count.

With his enormous member twitching, Norton crossed his arms and rubbed his chin quite dignifiedly.

“Well, my opinion differs.”

“I won’t listen to Your Excellency’s opinion.”

“Fine. Then I won’t listen to the priestess’s opinion either.”

Evelyn stood up with wide eyes, confrontationally. Though she only reached his chest, she tilted her head to maintain direct eye contact.

“What do you mean? Does this mean I can leave now?”

“To dispatch such an irresponsible priestess to my territory. I should sternly warn the temple…”

“Your Excellency!!”

Norton pulled the ribbon tied around her waist, smoothly loosening her waistband. As the front opened, a white priestess dress resembling a gown appeared beneath her coat-like outer garment. 

Though not much different from the outer garment, Evelyn gasped in shock and closed the front again. However, the Border Count paid no mind and pulled her waist closer, rubbing his er*ect member against her priestess robe.

“You are now my priestess. So you should take pity on me.”

“How could Your Excellency be pitiful? To me, you’re just a frightening person wielding power.”

He bumped his hips against her abdomen repeatedly, eventually reopening her robe.

“That’s why I’m placing everything in the priestess’s hands. Then you’ll become more frightening than me.”

“Ugh. Your Excellency.”

“What is your name?”

“……”

Norton grabbed her br*ast protruding beneath the priestess robe. Finding it surprisingly weighty for her slender body, he spread his fingers wide to gauge its size as he grasped it.

“Ah. Ungh”

“Name.”

“E…Evelyn. Evelyn Perez.”

Norton released his grip on her. Though her grimace suggested pain, her reddened earlobes hinted at other reasons.

“Evelyn.”

When she looked up, Norton scratched the peak of her br*ast over the priestess robe with his fingernail. Evelyn staggered, hunching her shoulders.

“I need you. Beyond this land, monsters are not only rampant but mutating. I must protect this place to safeguard the people. Only then can we prevent monsters from passing through this land into the empire.”

Still grazing her br*ast with his thumb, he behaved respectfully. Asking for her divine power.

Norton bent forward to press his forehead against Evelyn’s. Their eyes met, and his desire mixed with sincerity flowed into her.

“Not with your small palms, but with the priestess’s narrow hole.”

“Your Excellency. But.”

“Evelyn. I want to penetrate you. What I desire lies within.”

The Border Count took her small hand that had been drawing divine power and kissed the back of it.

“Priestess. Grant me your light.”

Evelyn’s pupils trembled endlessly. After exhaling a short breath, she slowly removed her outer garment. Norton separated their foreheads and released her.

When she unfastened the buttons at her shoulders and pulled down the pristine white priestess robe, an even whiter, more transparent n*de body was revealed. Norton sighed with admiration.

Her delicate body line featured surprisingly ample, fair br*asts that, befitting a priestess, were just the right size to fit perfectly in one hand.

Though not enormous, their size complemented Evelyn’s body perfectly.

Past her elongated navel and slender waist, her round, spreading b*ttocks looked delectable like a young lady just beginning to bloom. From her slender thighs to her toes, beyond her hands covering her lower body in embarrassment, her body was smooth and flawless.

“This is only for purifying demonic energy.”

Her voice, though embarrassed, was resolute and stimulated Norton’s ears. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he pulled her close and thrust his tongue into her red lips.

“Mmph.”

He pressed her jaw to open her closed lips, and when he pushed his thick tongue in, Evelyn lost her balance while standing on tiptoe. Norton wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her, supporting her b*ttocks to position her higher than himself.

Making wet, slurping sounds, he began walking. Opening a door on one side, a small space meant for brief rests during work appeared.

Closing the door behind him with a thud to create an even more private space, Norton gently laid her down in a room containing only a bed and a small drawer.

“I apologize for the confined space. The bedding in my bedroom would be softer, but we’re not going to sleep now. If you’re dissatisfied, let me know. I’ll move you to the bedroom.”

Since moving would mean carrying Evelyn, wearing only her underwear, throughout the castle, she hurriedly shook her head.

“That’s fortunate. I wondered if I’d have to move while keeping it inside you. I’m not just ordinarily aroused right now.”

With that, he gave her no time to breathe before promptly biting her br*ast.

“Ugh!”

The sound of sucking filled the room all day long. This man, at least twice her age, clung to her br*ast like a child. He sucked violently, desperately, persistently, pressing hard, drinking fiercely, searching for milk that wouldn’t come. 

Though trembling from the pain, Evelyn rubbed her thighs together from a strange pleasure. Despite her n*pple feeling painful enough to be pulled off, her lower region pulsated, her nerves seemingly connecting directly to her v*gina.

He extended his bright red tongue to stimulate her by wrapping it around her n*pple. His face, overlapping mature and intense masculinity, performing such lewd acts, couldn’t look more depraved.

Evelyn, who served the divine, should have been appalled, but he had always seemed closer to demons than gods. Watching the man’s lewd tongue, mesmerized, she unconsciously opened her mouth.

When Norton inserted his finger into her mouth, she played with it, following the movements of the man’s tongue licking her br*ast. Eventually, she respectfully held his hand and sucked on it, causing the Border Count to utter a brief curse.

“What does your god say?”

“Ugh. About what?”

“About what to do when aroused?”

“Hnng. For a moment’s pleasure, hngh. One shouldn’t be blinded by lust…”

Biting her wide ar*ola, he mocked her.

“Your god knows nothing of basic human desires.”

“Hnng. Enduring it is… haah… One who can endure and control their cravings can embrace the suffering of all people, haah!!”

The n*pple he had sucked until swollen was twisted between his scarred fingers. Pleasure originating from pain was now making her shudder.

“Nonsense.”

“Mmmm… A mere human cannot understand the profound will of the divine ungh…”

Eventually, he bit and pulled on her other br*ast too. Her br*ast, stretching like dough, bounced back into place when he suddenly released it.

Then he would suck again, compressing the air, before pulling hard once more.

“Gods mate too, Evelyn.”

“Mmm. Ungh.”

“They must produce heirs, multiply, and send them down to care for humans, don’t they?”

“Hngh. Ah ah, it hurts.”