Chapter 232: Cleanup (8)
Chapter 232: Cleanup (8)
The maid, her purple hair swept up, approached the bed where the lewd feast was unfolding.
Sitri felt her gaze constantly drawn to Han Shin, who lay atop two women, taking them both at once. She struggled to suppress the surging lust within her.
However, the moment she stepped into the bedroom—already thick with the obscene heat from Han Shin’s extensive coupling with Grace—Sitri’s female body caught fire.
Ever since she had been taken by Han Shin and became his woman, her body instinctively prepared for mating whenever she was near a situation where sex with him was possible.
On the outside, the purple-haired maid appeared composed. But internally, as she watched and heard her companions being defiled by Han Shin in real-time, her body craved his cock.
The moans of the bitches and the squelching, wet sounds of friction filled her ears. The sound of skin slapping against skin, like striking wet leather, fanned the flames of Sitri’s ignited desire.
Tidying the hair on the right side of her head, Sitri stole glances toward Han Shin.
Reflected in her purple irises was the sight of Han Shin’s massive cock repeatedly disappearing into and emerging from Laysia’s split pussy.
Sitri swallowed hard.
Seeing Han Shin’s flesh pillar, glistening with love fluid, thrusting into and pulling out of Kang Yujin’s pussy made Sitri’s own uterus ache with a dull throb. Watching them let out soul-shattering cries of pleasure every time his dick buried itself deep inside a female’s hole made her want to feel that same ecstasy.
I want to do it too...
Sitri knew her body was desperate to have sex with Han Shin. Beneath her maid uniform, the crotch of her white panties was already soaking through with love fluid.
No... I have to endure.
She squeezed her eyes shut and then opened them, clenching her teeth as she tried to focus on tending to Grace.
When Sitri and the others had left to handle the remaining business with the American Awakeners, Grace had been lying unconscious, which had worried her. Although Laysia had treated her, she had remained in a deep sleep. Sitri had come to check on her just in case, but seeing how much Han Shin had just defiled her, it was clear she was fine.
Since she received Han Shin-nim’s semen, perhaps any insufficient healing has been rectified...
Sitri considered that because Han Shin was the Proxy of Tiamat, receiving Tiamat’s divine power through his bodily fluids could serve as a form of treatment for his followers.
Grace, still drifting in the afterglow of a climax, was slowly regaining her senses. Though her eyes were still covered by a black cloth, she sensed someone standing before her.
Sitri intended to wash Grace. Grace had been held by Han Shin for a long time, and now that Han Shin was preoccupied with ravishing Kang Yujin and Laysia, it was the perfect time.
It was obvious Han Shin would be busy with those two for a while. Furthermore, Grace was drowning in the lingering sensations of an intense climax, her body melted and exhausted from dealing with Han Shin for so long.
Sitri carefully untied the black cloth covering Grace’s eyes.
As the cloth fell away, Grace’s eyes were revealed—melted with lust and filled with a pinkish heat. With the moisture of pleasure clinging to the corners of her eyes, Grace’s face looked incredibly lewd, even to another woman.
Sitri moved to take the naked Grace to the bathroom. Grace’s body was slick with sweat, and the white semen Han Shin had pumped into her was leaking from her pussy.
A puddle of semen was forming directly beneath Grace, and Sitri found herself salivating at the sight.
Secretly swallowing the saliva pooling in her mouth, Sitri lowered herself slightly toward Grace, who was looking up at her. As she moved close to the female body radiating lewd pheromones to support her, Sitri’s own body grew even more flushed.
“Let’s go wash up, Grace.”
Sitri gripped Grace’s shoulders and tried to help her stand.
“Ah... Sitri... is that you...?”
“Yes. Let’s go get you cleaned up for a moment.”
Sitri gave a bitter smile at the sight of Grace, who looked at her with vacant eyes and recognized her with a delayed reaction.
Back when Sitri was a demon under Asmodeus, Grace was a female knight she hadn’t paid much attention to. While she was certainly an outstanding knight among humans, the Benevolent God had been in Nippur back then, and his direct followers were the greater threat. At that time, Grace had focused primarily on saving lives rather than fighting aggressively on the battlefield.
But after becoming Han Shin’s woman and living together, Sitri realized that Grace was a truly talented and noble knight. Seeing such a woman move beyond being just a lady and becoming a total bitch for Han Shin gave Sitri a strange feeling.
I must look like that too...
It wasn’t that she found it pathetic or ridiculous; rather, she felt a sense of intimacy, as if Grace’s appearance was a reflection of her own in a mirror.
While Sitri was lost in thought for a moment, Grace watched Kang Yujin and Laysia lying layered together beside her, being hammered by Han Shin in turns.
“Nngh! It’s so good!♡ Shin-ah, I love it so much!♡ Ah! If you twist Laysia’s nipple like that... Ngh-heeeek!♡♡”
As Kang Yujin poured out lewd talk and acted like a total slut while being hammered by Han Shin, Laysia—who was beneath her—began fondling Yujin’s breasts. Feeling intense stimulation from two places at once, Yujin reached a peak.
With a squirt sound, hot love fluid drenched Han Shin’s dick.
Watching this obscene spectacle, Grace didn’t want to go wash up. She wanted to join in.
She had been held by Han Shin and received countless internal ejaculations already, but she wanted to feel even more pleasure. To do that, she had to drag Sitri in as well.
Grace could see that Sitri was holding back, intending to stay out of this lewd banquet. If she hadn’t intended to stay back, she wouldn’t be wearing that maid uniform.
And so, Grace decided to pull Sitri in.
“Mmph! Ng... Chuup... Chulup...”
Grace pressed her lips against the purple-haired maid in front of her.
Sitri’s eyes widened at Grace’s unexpected action. As Grace’s tongue forced its way past her slightly parted lips, Sitri was utterly flustered.
The Demon Duke of Asmodeus—who had remained calm and composed in battle or during the political power struggles between demons—was nowhere to be found. In fact, based on general perception, it would have been more fitting for Sitri, a succubus, to act like this, but instead, she was the one being taken by surprise by Grace.
Why... ngh... why does this feel so good...
As Grace skillfully entwined their tongues in a deep kiss, Sitri’s eyelids fluttered and grew heavy. She thought about pushing her away, but Sitri found she couldn't.
Currently, Sitri viewed herself as being at the very bottom of the hierarchy within the group centered around Han Shin. To put it simply, she didn't see herself as an equal to Han Shin’s other women, but rather as someone one or two levels lower.
Because of this, she couldn't bring herself to harshly or violently reject Grace’s advances. Grace wasn't trying to harm her, and Sitri knew that Grace wasn't her usual self after being thoroughly taken by Han Shin.
She was stuck in a situation where she couldn't move forward or back.
Interestingly, the skill in deep kissing that Grace had developed since meeting Han Shin was now skillfully melting Sitri.
“Nng... Chuup... Chuu... Chulup...”
Sitri began to respond to Grace’s tongue, bit by bit. As Grace continued the sticky deep kiss, Sitri could no longer suppress the inner fire she had been holding back.
Grace was kneading Sitri’s breasts while her lewd tongue explored every corner of her mouth, all while Han Shin was defiling Kang Yujin and Laysia right next to them.
Finally dragged into the obscene feast, Sitri decided to surrender to the situation. She had tried her best to endure, but she couldn't hold out any longer.
Han Shin was unaware of what was happening beside him. More accurately, he didn't care. His focus was entirely on the two lewd bitches he was currently hammering in turns: Kang Yujin and Laysia.
Tasting the different sensations of their vaginal walls one after the other and seeing their different reactions, Han Shin’s urge to ejaculate quickly built up.
In today’s battle, Han Shin had evolved further as a Dragon Knight, gaining the ability to consume the enemy’s dark magic and convert it into his own. Thanks to that, he had been able to fight relentlessly and was now overflowing with tireless energy. The sheer amount of dark mana he had absorbed today contributed to his heightened state of arousal.
Kang Yujin and Laysia grew even more excited by Han Shin’s touch, which was slightly more violent than usual. The sensation of being collectively defiled and dominated by a male biologically superior to them was overwhelming.
The two of them reached a climax together.
The first to receive his ejaculation was Kang Yujin. As Han Shin split her flesh walls with a force like a heavy stamp and pressed against her cervix, his semen began to pour in. Yujin’s tongue lolled out, and her entire body trembled violently as she came.
“Ahang!♡ I’m coming, I’m going!♡ Ngaaaaah!!”
After ejaculating a certain amount, Han Shin immediately thrust his dick into Laysia’s pussy, which was right beneath him. Laysia, who was already like a cup overflowing with water, reached her peak the moment he entered and received Han Shin’s semen.
“I’m going!♡ Han Shin-nim!♡ Fill my womb to the brim!♡ Hoooook~!♡”