Chapter 85
Chapter 85
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 85
Chapter Title: Demonic Pleasure Overwhelms
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The pleasure given by the demon came rushing in.
Eirin's body accepted that pleasure without any resistance.
"Huh!!"
Her mouth fell open, and a sweet moan burst forth.
It spread desperately, like a hymn offered to the gods.
The breathing of a female in ecstasy made the air tremble.
Eirin's body shuddered like it was convulsing as she exhaled.
That convulsion flowed through her entire body, raising goosebumps all over.
The demon, sensing her convulsions through the fingers buried in her pussy, gazed at her with a devilish smile.
"You say one thing, but your body seems to love it, huh?"
He tossed out a question that was hard to answer.
It wasn't a question meant to elicit a response in the first place.
It was a question designed to humiliate her.
Even knowing the intent behind the question, Eirin had no choice but to follow his lead.
"Th-that's not... Huh!!"
Denying it would still be blasphemy against the divine.
"Our Mother Goddess always strives to watch over us. So that all of you do not succumb to desire..."
A voice praising the goddess rang out.
And from the other side.
"Hah!! S-stop... Kugh!!"
The demon's hands turned her female flesh into an instrument, playing a symphony of moans.
Eirin felt her head grow hot at the realization that this symphony of desire was coming from her own mouth.
The pleasure was several times more destructive than when she masturbated alone, overwhelming her brain.
"Hahng, hng, ahng."
It felt so good that moans were bursting out instead of breaths.
Even though she knew she shouldn't, Eirin's body began seeking positions that would make her feel even better.
Her self-control shattered, and her lower mouth was already drooling, craving more—and thicker—objects.
The thing that had corrupted her before.
She knew she shouldn't, but her body twitched and yearned for it.
Eirin turned her head to look at the demon.
Reading her expression, the demon's lips curled up.
"What do you want me to do to you?"
The crossroads of reason and instinct.
Eirin heard the demon's voice whispering in her ear.
Cruelly, the demon forced her to choose.
"We must obey and follow the laws given to us by the Goddess. Behold the Silent Saintess. Amid countless trials, adversities, and temptations, she upholds the rite of silence and guards her words! Follow her example, who shows the way for all, and serve the Goddess, everyone."
The priest's voice rang out from the front.
He cried out the Goddess's blessings, praising the Goddess of Silence.
Behind him, a portrait of Eirin, crafted with divine power, was depicted.
The image of Eirin kneeling in prayer was noble and beautiful.
As she heard talk of the saintess overcoming ascetic trials as a noble being, Eirin felt herself with legs spread wide, allowing the demon's fingers inside.
She bore no resemblance to the self in the portrait.
Right now, Eirin wasn't even wearing her priestess robes, nor was she praying—they weren't chaste at all.
She was a vulgar, lewd woman spreading her legs and craving pleasure in front of everyone.
'No. Don't show them something like this right now...'
Her heart pounded wildly at the thought of betraying everyone's expectations.
The priest seemed utterly oblivious to Eirin's state, immersed in his sermon.
The priest before her, invoking the gods, wasn't looking at the demon or even Eirin swimming in pleasure.
But the demon, right beside her, defiled Eirin's body while waiting for her answer.
Temptation was close; the ideal was far.
Eirin, swimming in the floating sensation rising to her head, bit her lip.
'I am... I am...'
Tears welling in her eyes, Eirin looked at the demon and opened her mouth.
"D-do it... More..."
"Good answer. Good girl, Eirin."
The demon stroked her head.
It felt so comforting.
'Now I don't have to force myself to hold on.'
She had crumbled again.
The saintess, who was supposed to guard her noble heart, had fallen to temptation once more.
But with the demon stroking her head and fingering her pussy, the sense of stability and pleasure outweighed any emptiness from her fall.
"Haaa..."
Eirin leaned against the demon, exhaling a trembling breath.
"F-faster..."
She clutched the demon's arm, calling out desperately.
I said it, so do it quick.
I can't hold back anymore.
I want the demon to ravish me.
I want to be ravished here, where everyone praises the Goddess.
The sight of me, who should set an example at the forefront for the Goddess, crumbling—it feels good just imagining it.
'I'm not a saintess here.'
The saintess people wanted was the noble, elegant one the priest showed.
A perfect being who never crumbled, no matter the adversity.
But she wasn't that being.
She was a weak one who could crumble easily to the slightest temptation.
Just a manufactured saintess by others.
One with slightly stronger divine power than most.
'So I'm not a saintess.'
I can let loose like everyone else.
The demon drew a little closer to her.
So close she could smell his scent.
The approaching demon stripped off her clothes.
Eirin had started to forget her worry about others seeing.
No, how could they notice in the first place, when they couldn't even perceive the demon?
That she was stripping and engaging in lewd acts in the church.
"You know what?"
"...Wh-what?"
"When a woman mates with a demon, a pattern appears on her lower body."
"..."
"If I put this dick inside you, that pattern will be engraved on your body too."
The demon pressed down gently on the area below Eirin's navel with his hand.
"Hngh!"
Just that pressure made her aroused body react.
Her wet, swollen pussy walls rubbed against each other, granting a new pleasure.
"To feel this good from a womb massage. How slutty can you get."
"Hah, hah. I-it's fine. Engrave it as much as you want. I want to feel good."
"...Got it."
The demon's fingers danced over Eirin's lower abdomen.
"Hut!"
A faint moan.
And then the demon's thick meat rod entered.
She exhaled hot breath at the sensation of it filling her up, thick and hard.
"Haaa~."
It feels good.
Breaking taboos in the church feels good.
The sensation of being completely filled made it hard to breathe properly.
"H-hah..."
She worked her mouth, struggling to draw in breath, but the demon's cock was violent.
Startled by the sensation of it pounding her womb entrance, she tried to inhale.
"Hik!"
She saw the demon Max scratching her lower abdomen with his nails.
"Wh-what are you... doing..."
"Engraving it. So everyone knows you're a slut who fucked a demon."
"Ah..."
The ticklish, desperate scratching of his fingers.
And the heavy weight of the cock forcing her toward climax.
Eirin clung to the demon, mouth agape, as the superior male's tool plunged inside her.
She needed something to hold onto.
To endure the crashing waves of pleasure, she desperately needed an anchor.
Eirin hugged him tight, gripping the demon's back fiercely.
"Ugh!!"
"Saintess."
The demon's whisper in her ear.
"D-don't say it..."
"How about showing everyone here that their saintess is such a slut?"
"Wh-what?"
"Show them your tits bouncing as you're fucked by a demon."
With those words, the demon began handling her roughly.
He grabbed her waist and thrust up and down.
The saintess's large ass was forcibly rocked up and down by the muscular man's hands.
Plak! Plak! Squish!
"Hut♥! Hahng♥! S-stop! Kyaa~!!"
Her cries echoed.
Now, her moans rang out far louder than the priest's voice.
She let them out without any intent to hide, but no one present could perceive Eirin.
Realizing that, Eirin's moans grew even louder.
Before she knew it, Eirin's hips were moving up and down on their own.
Her ass, seeking the good spots, twisted up, down, side to side, hunting for pleasure.
Like a flexible dancer, it danced atop the cock.
"Ahng♥! Right there! Too deep! M-my womb's getting pounded, eep!!!"
"Call out and ask everyone to take a look. Maybe one of them will notice their saintess getting fucked in church."
Eirin shook her head desperately in denial.
No.
I don't want anyone to see this pathetic sight.
I don't want to show the saintess being wretchedly ravished by a demon.
"I don't want you to show them. J-just watch alone. Don't... show anyone."
"You hate it that much?"
"Yes..."
The moment it's known the saintess has fallen, she'll be treated as a heretic.
"You alone... watch..."
"And I'm okay?"
Cradled in his arms, Eirin nodded.
"You're a demon."
It doesn't matter if a demon knows.
Demons are demons, after all.
"The Goddess will be furious if she sees."
"It's fine. Even God won't know."
Eirin felt the cock twitching inside her.
Feeling it grow just a bit larger, she rocked her hips.
Sensing the fingers tickling her lower abdomen and the cock stabbing deep inside, she climaxed once more.
Psssh!
"Hngggg♥!"
Soiling the demon's body with urine and tide, she trembled.
"C-cum quick... Inside me, in this bitch pussy that used to be a saintess's, cum quick."
"As you wish."
Demon Max hugged her tight and shook his hips.
Eirin climaxed in the darkest corner of the church, listening to the hymns.
"Hngggg!!!"
"Grh!"
She felt it.
The pulsing movement of the cock and the hot liquid filling her.
As she received the demon's semen, a lewd seal began engraving on Eirin's lower abdomen.
"Aaah..."
It feels good.
Overwhelmed by profound liberation that made her head tingle, she let out a moan and closed her eyes.
And when she opened her eyes again.
"It's over."
The shop's ceiling came into view once more.
Still convulsing from the throbbing in her lower abdomen, Eirin stroked it—and doubted her eyes at the unfamiliar sight.
"What is this?"
An unfamiliar blue pattern was engraved on her lower abdomen.