The Bet, What Was at Stake (4)
At a glance from Zarco, Rillen removed the gag from Yujin’s mouth.
Drool spilled from his lips as the sweat-drenched young soldier knelt on the floor, gasping for breath.
The ropes had left angry red marks all over his body from how violently he had struggled, yet the wolf, now faced with its prey, slowly lifted his head and fixed his gaze on the beautiful reward before him.
“Too bad, Ceres.”
It wasn’t mockery. Nor was there any trace of pity for the saintess. Still, his eyes clearly showed anticipation for the situation she had handed over to Yujin.
Yujin could clearly sense that the Hero’s breathing had grown slightly rough with excitement.
The saintess, naked and trembling, unable to look back. The Hero and Rillen watching her with open delight.
He had thought he would endure to the very end, and the moment the ropes came off, he would pounce on her without a second glance. But now that the leash had been removed, Yujin found a sliver of reason returning.
‘This is insane… Is this really happening?’
The saintess had her back turned to him. Her enormous breasts swelled out noticeably even from the side, while her narrow waist, shapely hips, and firm yet soft buttocks were completely exposed.
Even without her nipples or pussy visible, a woman’s body could be this seductive. Yujin wiped the drool from his mouth and slowly approached, lifting his eyes to the Hero’s face.
‘Are you really letting me do this?’
‘Of course. You won the bet.’
A brief exchange of glances was all it took for the conversation to finish.
“L-Lady Saintess…”
“…”
There was no answer, but Yujin saw Ceres’s shoulders tremble at the sound of his voice.
Was she afraid? Of him? Of this situation?
Even in his lust-addled state, he could tell that the Hero’s coercion had played a part.
And then there was what Rillen had said upon her return—that Dain liked Ceres.
The expression on Ceres’s face when she heard those words had been a mixture of relief and joy.
‘Brother Dain’s woman…’
What the hell was I doing?
In Gardan’s unit, he had always been treated as the new recruit, the youngest. Then he met someone truly worthy of respect.
Even though Yujin pestered him every day, Dain never got angry and would always take time to spar with him whenever he could.
To Yujin, Dain was both a goal and a mentor—and at the same time, a good older brother.
“What are you waiting for?”
The Hero’s voice carried a mix of disappointment and irritation.
It seemed he was annoyed that Yujin had frozen up at the mere thought of Dain.
“I went through all that trouble to set this up, and now you’re killing the mood. Should we just call it off?”
“N-No!”
The words burst out before he could stop them. His mind was in chaos, but his cock stood painfully rigid, on the verge of exploding.
“Go on.”
“W-Wait… Zarco… Ah!”
The Hero lifted the limp saintess and laid her down on the bed.
“…Zarco, please…”
“We need to keep Yujin’s mouth shut, don’t we?”
“…”
When the saintess silently lowered her head, Zarco moved behind her and gripped the backs of her thighs.
Ceres knew exactly what he was about to do. It was the same thing she had experienced on Darmes Mountain.
She already understood that Zarco’s strength far surpassed her own, and that resisting would be meaningless.
Above all, if this could truly silence Yujin…
If it could keep it hidden from Dain…
…Then doing it just once would be acceptable.
“Look at your reward.”
Zarco spread Ceres’s legs wide, fully exposing her most secret place.
Between her pure white thighs, delicate pink petals came into view. Platinum pubic hair the same color as the saintess’s head, and beneath it, her tightly closed slit.
The moment Yujin saw the faint glistening nectar between those folds, the image of his dependable older brother vanished from his mind.
In an instant, his mouth was frantically licking the saintess’s pussy.
‘It’s holy water. Holy water!’
It tasted nothing like Mia, his girlfriend back home. There was no sour or musty smell at all.
The saintess’s slick nectar clung sweetly to his tongue and lips like honey. He felt like he could lick it for the rest of his life.
When his tongue parted the mound and slid between her labia, the plump flesh quivered lightly.
“Eut…!”
The soft yet elastic flesh stimulated Yujin intensely.
Before long, he had lifted the saintess by the waist, buried his face between her thighs, and worked his tongue furiously—past her clitoris, past her entrance, and even further down.
“Ah! N-Not there!”
The saintess cried out and clamped her thighs together, but Yujin, trapped between them, only grew more excited.
Even as she grabbed his head and squeezed her legs, his tongue kept slipping lower and lower until it finally reached her most shameful spot.
“…Ahut, please! Stop!”
There was no way Yujin could hear her. All his senses were focused solely on his tongue.
He traced every wrinkle of her tightly sealed hole without missing a single one. The pressure of her thighs around his face grew even stronger.
“It’s dirty… I told you it’s dirty…!”
Not at all, Lady Saintess.
He couldn’t taste anything. Yet the reason he was so desperately licking this place was simply because its owner was the saintess.
From the first time he saw her, he had been stunned by her impossible beauty, but he had never once dared to imagine doing anything to the saintess.
A man like him belonged with a childhood friend from the countryside. That was why, no matter what the situation was, whether it was the Hero’s prank or the woman Dain loved,
he could not pass up the chance to fuck the saintess.
Brother Dain has never tasted this hole, has he?
He was taller, bigger, and his swordsmanship was on another level.
Even if Yujin was faster on his feet, he could never compare.
The fact that he was licking the most secret place of the woman Dain loved filled Yujin with a sense of superiority—as if he had beaten the person he respected in at least one way.
The moment he pushed his tongue into the center of those tight wrinkles—
“Stop it, I said!”
Thud. Ceres’s foot kicked Yujin away. He fell backward, but shot back up like a roly-poly toy.
The saintess glared at him, her face flushed with shame and anger.
‘I get it, I get it.’
Yujin immediately tried to dive back between her legs, but this time Ceres only covered her lower half without pushing him away.
“Don’t… Stop it…. Stop licking.”
“Y-Yes! I won’t!”
“…Just… Hurry up and finish.”
By now, Zarco had taken a seat in the chair where Yujin had been tied and was calmly watching the two of them.
The tremor he had felt when handing her over to Grahn was gone.
He had learned how sweet the end could be, how deeply it could shake his heart,
and how much it could fill him with love for Ceres.
If that love led to Dain’s despair, it would be killing two birds with one stone.
Bringing Rillen along had been so he could fully enjoy the show.
“Rillen.”
At the Hero’s nod toward his spread legs, the female warrior immediately understood. She knelt before him and took his cock in her hand.
She stroked it lightly up and down, then licked the tip with her tongue. His shaft grew even harder than when he had taken Ceres himself.
“Then… Lady Saintess.”
“…”
Ceres said nothing. She simply lay back with a look of resignation.
She didn’t even close her legs. She only waited for this moment to end.
‘Wow, this is crazy… I can’t cum the second I put it in.’
Yujin’s glans pressed against the saintess’s slit and slowly began to invade her.
‘The texture… It’s insane… Nothing like Mia.’
The feeling of his glans pushing through, the way her walls wrapped around his shaft—everything was on a completely different level from his girlfriend.
It wasn’t just that she was beautiful. This was a body that could drive a man mad.
Her pussy seemed to suck him in like a living thing. Unable to fight the urge, Yujin’s cock was swallowed whole in an instant.
“Ugh…!”
He was inside. His dick was inside the saintess.
He was fucking the saintess!
‘It’s in… It’s really inside…!’
An overwhelming sense of satisfaction and conquest he had never felt before. It wasn’t mere sexual pleasure.
Penetrating the one and only saintess in the world—the woman Dain loved—filled Yujin with indescribable ecstasy.
The way the saintess twitched around his fully buried cock was the greatest medal he could never brag about to anyone.
Yujin looked back at his new master as if seeking praise.
The Hero, unable to hide his excitement, stared back with a lewd smile.
“Mmph?”
Zarco immediately grabbed Rillen’s head and shoved his cock into her mouth.
It was an unpleasant sensation as it stabbed her throat, but Rillen only frowned slightly before beginning to service him with her lips.
“Mmm, ha… Hero, it feels even harder than usual?”
‘Yeah. This is it.’
Receiving a blowjob while watching Ceres spread her legs for someone else.
It was the ultimate luxury.
So this was what being the Hero felt like.
Show me. Show me the best performance you can give.
Yujin’s hips began to move back and forth.
It didn’t take long for wet sounds to rise from his thighs, already soaked with his own saliva and Ceres’s nectar.
Slap! Slap!
The movements of a nimble soldier. However, his cock was nothing compared to Zarco’s or Grahn’s.
Both its length and girth were painfully average.
Compared to the men who had stretched her to the point of tearing and forced moans from her lips, this was something she could easily endure.
‘…If he just finishes quickly…’
The saintess, who had turned her head away with a frown, gradually lost all expression. Her face became blank, accompanied by a small sigh.
“Ugh! Urgh… Eh?”
Even though he was Dain’s friend, even after hearing that Dain liked her, Yujin was still violating her.
Ceres had no intention of giving him any satisfaction.
‘Let’s not think about anything. Just… feel nothing.’
She let her whole body go limp, openly showing that his penetration brought her no pleasure whatsoever.
“Uh… Uh…?”
But Yujin was different.
The saintess’s pussy felt incredible. Yet the complete lack of expression on Ceres’s face wounded his pride more than anything, and he feared his new master would be disappointed in him.
Sure enough, when he glanced over and saw Zarco’s brow slightly furrowed, the inexperienced Yujin had no choice but to give it his all.
‘Damn it, I… don’t have much to brag about, but…’
Slap! Slap-slap-slap!
The sound of flesh colliding grew faster and faster.
“…Eut, ah…?”
‘Still, I’m the fastest in the unit…!’
Slap-slap! Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!
As his cock pistoned at increasing speed, Ceres’s eyes gradually widened.
“Ah, wait. Wait a second. Auk!”
Startled by the sudden increase in pace, Ceres pushed against his chest, but her voice didn’t reach Yujin’s ears.
Squish-squish! Squish-squish!
The insane speed. It wasn’t just the cock inside her—the direct impact against her thighs sent a strange sensation racing through Ceres’s body.
“Wait, ack! Just a second! Stop! Eut! Uhh! Ang! Haah!”
Her body was acting strange. It wasn’t simple penetration pleasure, but she didn’t know what this surging, flooding sensation was, and it terrified her.
Whatever it was, she couldn’t cross that line. She had to hold it back, but she couldn’t stop it.
“No, Yujin, my body, it’s weird… Eut! Stop! Please! Stop it! Uhh! Uwaaaah!”
PSSSSHHH!
The moment he felt the pressure tightening around his cock, Yujin instinctively pulled out.
A transparent stream of holy water immediately gushed from Ceres’s pussy, shooting high into the air.
“Ahk, uhh…”
Ceres’s body shook irregularly. Her eyes had rolled back, and only short, gasping moans escaped her lips in time with her breathing.
The holy water between her legs, which had nearly reached the ceiling, left long trails on the carpet before slowly subsiding.
Drip. Drip.
While Yujin, who had been thrusting frantically, and even Rillen were stunned,
only Zarco stared with wide eyes, smiling.
Ceres has reached climax through stimulation other than the Hero.
The seed of corruption deepens.
Despair will bloom more sweetly.