Chapter 344
Chapter 344
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 344
Chapter Title: Chapter 8-1. The Beastkin Nation, Railisa.
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Her lips were soft, but the kiss carried the sharp scent and taste of strong liquor. Yet there was no complaint. It came as a different kind of thrill.
"Mmm..."
Even in her drunken haze, Arhil slipped her soft tongue inside. Their flesh exchanged saliva, building a sticky intimacy. Her small moans excited Yuda, setting his blood aflame.
He closed his eyes, kissing her while inhaling her scent, and pulled her soft body into his embrace. After a long, intense kiss, they parted to catch their breath. Arhil gazed at him with heated eyes and parted her small, plump lips.
"Yuda. I can't forget that night in your arms. It was warm, vast, and so comforting. It felt so good... I've been suffering trying to hold back all this time."
She spoke like a confession. Her words about suffering weren't meant to seduce him—they were sincere. The more she used holy magic, the more that final night with Yuda flooded her mind.
But she couldn't bring herself to suggest sex with Lime around, and then Iris joined, followed by Celine becoming a companion, leaving no chance.
She knew holy magic made her body sensitive and aroused, but she couldn't stop using it.
The nameless potion Yuda had given her forcibly reset her desires, but it was only temporary.
That was over now. Arhil had felt a sense of crisis because of Celine, who was always by Yuda's side. Before Celine, it had been Iris who worried her.
She acted indifferent on the outside, but she feared they might confess their love to him or share his bed.
I'm enduring like this.
I should be the first. I should be the one to confess my love to him first. But if I hesitate any longer, it'll be too late.
She had chosen today, borrowing the courage from alcohol to confess her love directly. He accepted it. She was overjoyed. She wanted to confirm his love, to receive it, to hold him. Arhil realized her desires surging with her thoughts. As a priestess, wasn't this too lewd? But now, she no longer needed to hide it.
Yuda.
Calling his name, she pressed her lips to his again.
"Mmph...! Y-Yu...mm...da... ah!"
The wet smacking sounds filled the air stickily. After kissing Yuda, Arhil felt her heart pounding like it might burst.
Her lower belly throbbed. Maybe because of the alcohol, her body grew hotter. It was stifling. Sweat beaded on her skin.
"Haa...! Haa!"
They kissed until breath failed them, then separated. The lipstick on her lips had vanished cleanly. The sticky saliva they'd exchanged stretched long before snapping.
"I love you."
Arhil said it, her face flushed. The first time, shyness had garbled her words, but now the second came easier. She could say it with genuine affection. Yuda looked at her and whispered he loved her too. Hearing it filled her with overwhelming emotion.
"Yuda!"
Calling his name, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. So this is love. Affection for someone can grow this immense. This ticklish feeling in the chest. And that desire to melt into them matches it perfectly. Feeling an inexplicable heat rising in her body, Arhil hugged Yuda and spoke.
"I want to do it."
Her words ignited everything. Yuda had suppressed his boiling lust with fragments and endless thoughts, but her simple declaration made all that effort pointless. His pent-up desire erupted like a dam breaking.
"Eek!"
Arhil let out a sharp squeal. Yuda had scooped her up in his arms and stood. Her toes left the ground, her view rose sharply. The world spun so fast she couldn't process it, then she felt a soft impact against her back—she was lying on the bed.
"Ah...!"
Arhil swallowed hard as she watched Yuda strip off his pajamas. Her face lit with eager anticipation, she spread her arms wide in invitation, her eyes sultry.
Come to me quick.
To fulfill her expectation, Yuda climbed over her on the bed and kissed her once more.
"Mmm...! Ah, ahh."
A quick suck of her lips with a smacking sound—that was it. This kiss was short. Arhil let out a disappointed whine, and Yuda reached for the knot on her jeogori.
Swish.
He tugged the cord, and the seemingly complex tie unraveled easily. The jeogori that had hugged her body loosened. Yuda pushed it open and swallowed hard.
The layered skirts were actually one piece, cinched tightly above her chest, squeezing her already ample breasts together as if they might burst.
Wearing the jeogori, she had seemed so prim, not remotely erotic. But peeling back one layer flipped the atmosphere entirely.
"Hehe, why are you staring so blankly? You can do whatever you want."
Arhil tried to sit up. But her head spun, energy draining away. Huh? The alcohol was hitting her hard now. She debated detoxing it with holy magic but decided against it—this haze felt good enough. She let Yuda have his way, giggling as she looked at him. Yuda smiled back.
His smile might seem lecherous. No, it definitely did. Yuda prodded the deep cleavage of her full breasts with a fingertip. Soft yet firm pressure met his finger. Sliding it in and out drew little giggles from Arhil.
"It tickles. And it's tight. Untie it all the way."
At her request, Yuda moved like a puppet on strings. Her skirt unhooked easily, like a bra clasp.
Pop. He released the side, and her pale, full breasts sprang free.
Arhil sat up slowly. Rustle—the skirt slid down, her pink nipples trembling with her breasts. Below, a slender waist, faint abs framing her navel. She extended a hand toward Yuda, who leaned in to claim her breast with his mouth.
No entry.
Yuda paused in confusion at her palm-out gesture.
"You slid your fingers between my breasts earlier, right?"
Yuda nodded. What had he done wrong?
"Thinking about it, whenever we do it, I've always been the one... receiving, um, caresses. This time... let me do it to you. Sit here."
Groaning softly, Arhil pushed herself up, wobbling before chuckling awkwardly. She tossed the skirt aside. Now she wore only white panties.
"How do I look? Pretty?"
Yuda nodded, saying she was beautiful. Not flattery—she truly was. Even after so long, he couldn't hide his awe.
Her innocent eyes gleamed seductively, her smiling lips sparkling impossibly.
Below her collarbones, pale full breasts bore red marks from the tight skirt. Her slim waist revealed faint abs and navel, then pure white panties with delicate lace holes.
Drunk and swaying as she leaned forward, her thighs were flawless. Arhil was perfection.
Not just body and face—her gaze and aura captivated Yuda. She straddled his lap as he sat on the bed's edge, plopping down. His hard, hot erection pressed against her lower belly.
"This is because of me, right?"
Yuda nodded.
"I'm happy."
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing their bodies together. Her breasts squished against him like soft pudding, his penis poking up into her belly.
"Aahn."
Arhil smiled with her eyes at the sensation, pecking his lips lightly.
Smack!
Then she slowly trailed her lips to his neck, sucking hard to leave a deep hickey before sliding downward. It tickled, building an ache. Looking up from below, her eyes burned with such allure.
Soon, Arhil knelt between Yuda's legs on the bed. She flicked his penis with a fingertip. The short nail pricked, nudging it with a sting.
She grasped it gently with both hands. She'd never examined it this closely before, but it felt huge.
'It's hot.'
The heat in her palms was intense. Blushing with joy and embarrassment, she parted her lips without a word and took the tip into her mouth. "Ang," she hummed as the glans entered. Her eyes twitched slightly—it seemed a bit much—but Yuda had no spare attention.
The warm, soft sensation drew a groan from him. A sharp inhale escaped. Just entering her mouth made his hips tremble, brows furrowing. Her moist tongue—the same one that had swapped saliva in their kiss—licked the sensitive underside.
"Mmgh..."
Arhil glanced up as if asking, How is it?