Chapter 31

EP 31 – Last Room on the Left(4)

“This, this… lewd…..”

“Why is asking you to move yourself lewd?”

“You want me to shake my hips?”

“It’s said that women on top can go deeper, which is better for getting pregnant. Could it be that you enjoy being penetrated from below?”

“Don’t say penetrated. Huu…..”

Erina sighed as she looked at the towering object. She lifted her hips and awkwardly aligned her body with mine. She felt a thrilling sensation as she slowly engulfed Lucius’ penis. She couldn’t suppress the moans that burst out with each shake of her hips.

“Ugh…..!”

“Ah, ahhh…..!”

Erina trembled and experienced a light org*sm. The warm liquid filling her body sent shivers down her spine. She leaned against Lucius’ chest, his p*nis still inside her. Then, Lucius lifted her face and kissed her. Erina said with a disgusted expression.

“Ugh…. What are you doing?”

“You did it yesterday.”

“Yesterday was different becau…. Ugh…. Umph….”

“Hyup…. Ha…. Surely you didn’t enjoy it, did you? It’s work, isn’t it?”

“Even if it’s work, this…. Umph…..”

Lucius kissed her again. He slowly moved his hips, thrusting forcefully into her. Erina had yet to regain composure and unknowingly opened her lips. Lucius’ tongue toyed with her mouth. In this way, Lucius came inside Erina several more times.

Another day passed. Erina lay sprawled on the bed mattress, breathing heavily. She was staring blankly at the wall, while Lucius gulped down a water bottle. The water that slid down his throat looked both alluring and tantalizing—Erina didn’t realize she was thinking that.

“Why are you staring at me like that?”

“….. No. It’s nothing.”

Erina suddenly thought of A.A. and felt guilty. It was because she had felt too good just a moment ago. And, subconsciously, she had thought Lucius was cool.

The next day arrived. As soon as Lucius entered the room, he began to fondle Erina’s bréasts. Erina was gradually becoming accustomed to Lucius’ obscene touch. Feeling his hands on her bréasts, she pulled down her panties.

Lucius grabbed Erina from behind and checked her wet sIit. She watched as Lucius’ fingers, covered in a sticky liquid, parted her lower lips. Erina blushed and scolded him. But she didn’t seem to dislike it. Lucius understood the subtle difference and smiled.

“….. Perverted bàstard!”

“It’s work. You have to work hard.”

“Yes, it’s work… Ahht…”

Lucius pierced Erina’s vàgina in one swift motion. Her back arched, feeling the intense, immediate pleasure. She didn’t hate the heavy weight that toyed with her inside. She flailed her arms around, completely surrendering her body to Lucius. Then, Lucius grabbed her shoulders and worked her hips hard.

“W, Wait a moment…! Heung! Haah! Ah! Aaaah…!”

Lucius suddenly lifted Erina, and started thrusting deep as if she was a toy. Rough and intense sex. Erina couldn’t keep her wits, letting out animalistic moans. And finally—juices overflowed from her pússy. ṙåＮо𝐁Ěs

She fainted.

Lucius came inside her three more times while she’s unconscious. When she eventually came to, he just kissed her again. She was too weak to push his tongue away, and was left without resistance.

“… You’re a beast!”

“Is that a compliment for working hard?”

“You’re violent and sadistic!”

“You say that a lot.”

Erina covered her body with the blanket and cursed Lucius. She still felt the strong sensation in her lower body. Her legs were too weak to move properly. But she remembered the humiliation she felt just a moment ago.

However, Lucius didn’t take her insults seriously. A strange sense of powerlessness began to creep into Erina’s heart. A wall of pleasure she couldn’t resist was slowly breaking her down….

Another day passed—Erina and Lucius continued to have sex.

As soon as Lucius came in and took off his priest’s robe, Erina undressed without a word. The sound of her clothes being stripped still aroused Lucius.

They had sex like this every day. And Lucius would always demand a kiss, while Erina just accepted it. Lucius moved his hips and whispered in her ear.

“Now you don’t say anything even when I kiss you.”

“Eung… w, what can I do… ahhh… don’t you… you, like this… always… ughh…”

“Are you going to do this with the hero too?”

“Of course! It’s obvious…. Heung… Don’t ask… Ahh!”

Lucius’ thrusts quickened. He imagined Erina having rough, messy sex with A.A.—Excitement was a great seasoning for sex. The piston movement grew rougher, and beads of sweat dripped down his body. When Lucius ejàculated forcefully, Erina trembled and accepted his cúm.

Erina felt like she was becoming addicted to this.

The obscene scent that soaked the bed clouded Erina’s mind. Lucius kissed her again. Erina accepted the kiss with a blank expression. Their tongues entangled, and saliva mixed. Saliva leaked from the corner of Erina’s lips.

Messy and lewd sex. Erina couldn’t come to her senses after each session.

“Do you think the hero could do this?”

At those words, Erina glared as Lucius took a step back at her intensity.

“I mean it literally. He’s a woman now.”

“Do you think sex is everything in love?”

“I think it’s the most important element.”

“As expected, you’re a lecher.”

“You really know how to hurt a priest’s feelings.”

Lucius pinned her down again. Erina just moaned, unable to resist. She told him to stop, but Lucius’ cóck penetrated her undeterred. Then Lucius’ words stopped Erina’s resistance.

“It’s work, isn’t it?”

What kind of pride was this? That single thought stopped Erina in her tracks. A strange sense of pride was ruining her. Her unwillingness to be honest about this pleasure was paradoxically driving her deeper into it.

It’s work, so she’s not enjoying it. And because she’s not enjoying it, she could do it more. An absurd chain of logic was pulling her into the swamp of pleasure. Pride became her excuse, and she used that excuse to dive back into sex.

That day, the two indulged in sex.

And the next day. And the day after that. Lucius pinned Erina down every day. Erina naturally swayed her hips on Lucius’ body.

As soon as he came in, she would undress. Lucius would naturally caress her bréasts and demand a kiss. Erina would open her mouth to receive the kiss and intertwine their tongues. Even though they have yet to touch much, Erina was already soaking wet.

Lucius pushed Erina against the wall and kissed her again. Then, facing each other, he plunged his symbol into her core.

Pierced by his large pénis, Erina squirmed. Days of continuous sex had attuned Erina’s body to Lucius. He savored Erina’s pússy, that’s molded perfectly to the shape of his cóck.

Obscene wet sounds echoed through the room. The sensation of being relentlessly pounded with her mouth gagged was rocketing Erina’s pleasure. Her tongue danced with his, and demanded more of Lucius’ body. She melted under pleasure, unable to gather her senses.

Her juices dripped to the floor. Lucius came again, and Erina, pressed against the wall, clawed at his back. He then brought her back to the bed and began to roughly explore her.

The position was dóggy style, the one Erina hated the most. Despite saying she didn’t like it, she was on all fours, shaking her àss. The embarrassing sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed.

“Haang! Eung! Ah… Aang!!! Aaah! Aah! Good… Good…!”

Erina clutched the mattress, as she moaned in chorus. She was both terrified and overjoyed by this sensation that dominated her body. Every time Lucius pushed it in, Erina tasted the sensation of becoming someone other than herself.

A pleasure that made her head feel light and float away. The pleasure of being stabbed and scraped deep inside. Lucius said.

“Princess, are you enjoying yourself?”

“I, not at all… Ahhh! Ang! Ahhh! Hang! Ahhh!”

Erina moaned but shook her head stubbornly. However, she didn’t seem to realize she was screaming, “Good.” Lucius whispered between pants.

“Don’t lie.”

“I’m not lying… Ahhh! Ang! Ahing!”

“You’re enjoying it more than anyone right now. You’re going crazy with pleasure. That’s why you’re swaying your hips, isn’t it?”

“Ah, no… it’s not like that…. Eung…?”

Lucius stopped moving. On the brink of pleasure, Erina trembled and looked at Lucius. He asked.

“You don’t feel good?”

“Mo, Move quickly. We…. We’re… working right now…. Ahh….. Ah… Aung…..”

Lucius moved slowly. Really slowly, slowly enough for Erina to crave that pleasure even more.

“Mo, Move quickly….. Eung… faster… Ah…. Ahhh… I, I’m going….”

“Going?”

“I, I’m… going crazy…. Hurry…..”

“You mean you feel good?”

“No… Ahing… I’m not saying that… Ugh… Ahing! Ang! Ang!… Aat…”

Lucius thrust his hips harder. Erina groaned again as his member deeply dícked her down. He whispered.

“Then, who is that?”

At the tip of Lucius’ finger was a mirror. A mirror—where two people were entangled in a lewd embrace. One could see the woman’s expression in the mirror….

Her face was soaked in ecstasy.