Chapter 9. The Priestess's Plunder (3)
The Priestess's Plunder (3)
Lucian could no longer restrain himself. He tore off all his clothes and threw them aside.
He lowered Sophia's bare lower body onto the cold marble altar, gripping her pale thighs and spreading them wide over his shoulders before pressing his body between them, kneeling with her legs forced apart.
"Ah..."
Sophia's eyes flew open through her dazed haze.
Between Lucian's thighs stood an obscenely massive erection—a blasphemous monstrosity so large it seemed impossible for a human body to possess it.
Thick, dark-red veins coiled like worms around the shaft, the swollen flesh twitching and throbbing as if it had a mind of its own. The engorged head glowed an angry red, a viscous string of pre-cum dripping from the slit in thick, visible strands.
"H-hyik...!"
Sophia recoiled in horror. That monstrous thing was going inside her? Impossible. It would tear her apart.
Lucian gripped his cock in one hand, pressing the terrifying length against her dripping pussy. As the scorching, rigid head brushed against her swollen labia, Sophia flinched and tried to scoot back in fear.
"W-wait...!"
"Hm?"
"I-it's... too big! That's impossible... It'll never fit...!"
"Have you seen other men's cocks to compare?" Lucian teased, but Sophia had no breath left to answer, shaking her head in mute terror.
"Should I finish quickly? Or take my time?"
For the first time, he offered her a choice—though it was the hollow mercy of a predator, with no option to refuse.
When Sophia failed to respond, trembling, he made the decision for her.
"No answer? Then I'll do it my way."
Lucian gripped her hips in an iron hold.
He aligned the swollen head with her tight entrance—then drove forward in a single, merciless thrust.
Schlllck—!
"KYAAAAAH—!!"
Her scream echoed through the temple.
The massive head forced its way past her impossibly tight entrance, the thin but resilient barrier of her hymen stretching taut before rupturing with a wet pop.
Sophia's body convulsed like she'd been electrocuted.
The sharp pain of torn flesh. The overwhelming pressure of that thick, burning pillar forcing its way deeper.
Squelch, glurk—!
"Nngh...! Uuuh...!"
Lucian's monstrous shaft stretched her virgin passage to its limits, burying itself to the hilt. Her insides felt rearranged, her lower abdomen achingly full.
"AHH!!.. It hurts!... Nngh...!"
Despite her slick arousal, the agony of that searing flesh splitting her open made Sophia writhe and shriek. Every delicate fold inside her was being scraped raw by his invasion.
"Quite the endurance for a priestess. Most women would be sobbing and clawing at me by now."
Whether compliment or taunt, his words barely registered as he leaned down to roughly knead her full breasts.
Her long legs, draped over his shoulders, folded tighter against her body as her hips lifted slightly from the altar. Then the ruthless pounding began.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
Each snap of his hips slammed his pelvis against her tender folds with a wet smack.
"Ah! Ah! AAAH!"
Sophia's cries spilled out with every deep thrust. Her head rocked, vision whitening as his cock hammered against her cervix.
It was agony—yet her traitorous body began arching into the overwhelming fullness, pleasure creeping in.
Schlap! Schlap! Schlap!
The sounds changed.
Her torn hymen bled, mixing with her gushing arousal into lewd, sticky noises. With each withdrawal, her flushed inner lips clung to his shaft before being dragged back inside.
"Ngh! Ah! AH! AAAH!"
The brutal, debauched sight only stoked the fire in Lucian's crimson eyes.
He paused, breathing harshly.
"Hah... hah... This is... insane."
Lucian shuddered at the sensation of Sophia's pussy gripping him. He'd had countless women, but this—this was unlike anything.
It wasn't just virgin tightness.
Her inner walls felt alive, pulsing with an unnatural rhythm. Hot, velvety folds rippled around him, suctioning onto his cock like hundreds of tiny tongues licking between his veins.
"Priestess... your cunt's trying to devour me. It won't let go."
"Nngh... t-too... full... c-can't... breathe..."
Sophia weakly pushed at his shoulders, but her inner muscles only clenched tighter, pulling him deeper.
When Lucian stilled, she clasped her hands in prayer.
'O Goddess... my duty is fulfilled. I return now to this humble flesh, but my soul remains yours forever... Please... bless my path...'
The sight of her praying while impaled on his cock only inflamed him further.
"Priestess, are you mine now?"
When she didn't answer, he flexed inside her, making her gasp.
"Ngah!....Ahh..."
Sophia stopped resisting.
That monstrous shaft, pulsing like a living thing inside her, sent waves of perverse pleasure she could no longer deny.
Sob. "H-how long will you...?"
"All day. You feel too good."
She hated this man—his cold demeanor hiding such feverish hunger.
"My body... will break..."
"Now you sound like a proper bitch."
But the unfamiliar pain and pleasure already owned her.
Lucian wasn't content with mere thrusting. He gripped her hips, angling to ravage every inch of her.
He stopped pistoning and began grinding, rotating his cock like a pestle to mash against her inner ridges. The blunt head dragged over hypersensitive flesh, making her eyes roll back.
"Ah! Nngh! S-stop...! My insides... feel strange...!"
"Feel that? Every little fold hugging my cock. Slick... hot... like velvet."
"Ahhk!"
Lucian bent her legs higher, folding her nearly in half. Her entrance gaped upward as he adjusted his angle, spearing directly into the spongy ridge of her G-spot.
Scrape, squelch, thud! Thud!
"KYAH!... AH! NGH! T-there's...! My body... AH!"
Sophia's back arched off the altar.
Not just fullness—this was white-hot pleasure lancing through her brain. Each drag against that spot made her gush, the flood only easing his brutal pace.
"A priestess can still get pregnant if I plant my seed in her womb, right?"
"Wha—? Ngh!"
Sophia thrashed in panic.
Her golden hair was a tangled mess of sweat and tears, yet her face remained ethereally beautiful. Lucian kissed her, sucking her lips as his hips never stopped.
Schlap! Schlap! Schlap!
"Ah! AH! AH! AAAH!"
"Now... I'll go deeper."
He took a nipple between his teeth as his lower body pistoned forward with renewed force.
The swollen head plowed past her tight channel, slamming directly into her cervix with a wet thunk.
PUNCH!
"HIIIIK—!"
Sophia's mouth fell open, too overwhelmed to scream.
The impact against her deepest sanctum—where life itself was conceived—sent paralyzing shocks through her. Her belly ached, organs seemingly rearranged.
"Open wide, Sophia. Your womb will learn to crave my seed."
Lucian began short, brutal thrusts aimed at battering through her cervical opening.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
"AHK! AH! It hurts...! But deep inside... I'm shaking! UWAHH!"
All priestly dignity was gone.
Sophia clawed at his back, legs locking around his waist as her womb was pounded. Electric pleasure-pain radiated with every collision.
"Hah... hah... You're... the best cunt. I'm close."
Lucian's breathing grew ragged.
Sophia's pussy convulsed wildly around him, sucking him deeper with each withdrawal—an instinctive effort to milk him dry.
Squelch! Splorch! Schluck!
The faster he went, the lewder the sounds became. Sophia's thighs flushed red, Lucian's sweat dripping onto her stomach.
"Ah! Lucian! I-I'm...! Going to—! NNNGH!"
"Come with me! Sophia!"
For the first time, she screamed his name as her walls spasmed in a vice-like grip.
Lucian held her hips in a bruising grip and buried himself to the hilt, erupting inside her.
BLORP! GUSH! GLURK!
A torrent of scalding cum flooded her womb, the sheer volume feeling like multiple releases as it packed her cervix.
"AAAAAH—!"
The sensation of her belly filling pushed Sophia over the edge into her first full-body climax.
"HK!"
A noble's semen, infused with mana, carried unique properties—intensifying a woman's pleasure beyond reason. The same cursed energy that made him insatiable now overwhelmed her senses.
"Ahh... hng... uuuuh..."
Eyes rolled back, drooling, she accepted everything he gave, trembling through convulsions of ecstasy—before finally passing out.
Lucian remained sheathed inside her, savoring the warm, velvety embrace unlike anything he'd ever felt. For a long moment, he stayed atop her, their fluids mingling on the temple floor.
He wiped her body clean with his cloak.
He would be the hero who saved the priestess. And the deflowered priestess? She was now his.
I-seo couldn't tear her eyes away.
The moment a savior became a plunderer. The most sacrilegious act in the holiest of places.
'So this... is the Count's true nature. Mana amplification is this terrifying...'
She covered her mouth, stepping back silently.
She had seen it—Sophia's hands, clawing Lucian's back in pain yet pulling him closer unconsciously.
This wasn't mere violation. It was the entwining of a cursed man and sacred woman—the beginning of an inescapable fate.