Chapter 16: Unstoppable

She was completely blocked, above and below, by Lema.
Saliva, sticky with excitement, moistened his mouth.
Lema, already delivering kisses several stages more intense and lewd than what Bel had taught him, did not stop moving his hips.

“Mmm. Mmph! Mmm!”

“Ha, haa, master, ha, heuk…!”
Lema, frantically mixing tongues, letting out breaths, and once again coveting pleasure, had his eyes rolled back.

“Hnngh, ugh…! Heuk, a little, slower…”
His thrusts were so fierce that Bel was the first to show weakness.

“Ah, aaah!”

Frowning, Lema bit his lower lip and moved his hips.
The sound of a wild beast panting escaped between his clenched lips.
Bel, who was starting to find it a bit overwhelming, tried to push him away, but Lema, already in a trance, held onto Bel’s waist, his arms bulging with veins.
Fundamentally, Bel reacted sensitively to the other person’s respect, fear, and will.
If Lema was moving solely to relieve his own impulses and desires, she should have been able to easily push him away.
But at the very root of Lema’s actions was the desperation to be accepted by Bel.
This was an act he was performing as Bel’s servant; primarily and secondarily, there was no selfish motive at all.
It was an exceptional case that an act connected to instinctive impulse could be combined with such reverence.
What’s more, because it was sincere, Bel couldn’t move.

Ah, this could be dangerous.

She could handle all the enmity in the world.
But this was an act done by someone who wanted to be completely subservient to her, by her prey who was volunteering to be prey.
She had no choice but to accept it defenselessly.
What’s more, this was the first time Bel had experienced someone emitting such contradictory yet direct emotions.

“Lema, hnn, heuk, aaah…!”

“Aah, haa, ah, master, the inside, it’s so hot, haa…”

Every time Bel called his name or tried to say something, his hip movements became more intense.
If Lema had been following only his instincts, he would have mindlessly pounded away and finished quickly, but Lema was one who considered Bel’s satisfaction his top priority, almost a mission.
Every time he felt a faint resistance, Lema considered it his own shortcoming and more desperately sought out the sensitive spots and rubbed them.

“Hnnng, haa, haaang…!”

Even when Bel finally threw her head back and convulsed, Lema did not stop.
When physiological tears flowed, Lema licked them up as if they were holy water.

“Hn, aaah, ah…!”

“Ah, master, master, am I doing, am I doing well. Khk, haa…”

An answer was not needed.
Lema, knowing that forcing an answer would make him look foolish, ignored what Bel said and moved his hips mechanically.
Thrusting into her while she was climaxing produced a sweeter reaction, so he was surely doing well.
The act, which seemed almost brutal, made Bel come several more times.

“Ah, Lema… now. Mmm…”

Bel, trembling and moaning, embraced his shoulders to stop his rampage.
The back muscles she felt in her hands twitched as if they were alive.
Once again, Lema’s penis delved deep inside and thrust hard.

“Heuk!”

Lema pressed his body tightly against hers, leaving no gaps, and grabbed the nape of Bel’s neck with one arm.
Their lips crashed, locked, and their tongues mixed lewdly.
Just as he had instinctively tracked and pounded the sensitive spots inside her vaginal walls, this time Lema quickly found the sensitive spots in Bel’s mouth.
The rubbing motion, up and down, brought a dizzying pleasure that made her eyes glaze over.

“Mmm, hnng…”

This time, swallowing all of Bel’s moans into his mouth, Lema moved his hips.
She thought she had shed all the slickness she could, but with each movement of Lema, his penis, like a hook, scraped the inside and drew out more fluid.
The slickness that flowed out not only soaked her private parts but also drenched the sheets.
The room was filled with the sound of their bodily fluids mixing and sloshing, and the sound of their junction rubbing quickly.

“Ah, aaah…!”

In the end, stimulated again by the sound and movement, Bel wrapped her thighs around Lema’s waist and climaxed.
As Bel, who had embraced his shoulders, dug her nails in, Lema’s cheeks twitched and he bit his lips.

“Ah, khk, haak!”

For the first time, it was a movement of pure desire, not mixed with reverence and worship.
The penis that had been moving rhythmically now penetrated violently.

“Heuk…!”

Thump. Thump. With each thrust of his hips, his tautly swollen penis pounded the inside, making her head ring.
And the penis, buried deep inside, trembled finely and spewed semen.

“Ah, master, I, uhk, ah…”

This is not right. This. This was truly a case of a lowly creature defiling a holy body.

Even though his head knew that it shouldn’t be, Lema couldn’t stop his hips.
All his nerves were focused on the impudent penis that was spewing hot fluid.
And instinctively, Lema thrust his hips one more time.

“Ah, heuk, I’m sorry, I can’t, can’t stop. Aah… Khheuk!”

Not just once, but several more times.
Only after squeezing out semen to the limit did Lema come to his senses.
Meeting the black eyes of Bel, who was silently looking at him, Lema swallowed dryly.
His chest heaved with his ragged breaths.
A bead of sweat trickled down between his defined muscles.
It was unclear whether it was from tension or excitement.

“M-master…”

Bel stroked the head of her servant, who was at a loss, unable to hastily pull out his penis.

“It’s okay.”

“Haa…”

Lema, somewhat exhausted, collapsed on top of Bel.
As he held her and panted like a wild beast, Bel stroked his hair.
The act of this sacrifice offering itself was more satisfying than she had thought.
Even the wildly beating heart felt against her was enough to give Bel satisfaction.
Originally, she should have found the summoner and received it, but what she had obtained by chance had sufficiently fulfilled the role of the sacrifice she should have received from the summoner.

Although she couldn’t grant a high-level wish while treating Lema as a real summoner, it seemed she could grant a small wish before going to find the summoner.
Even if it was a small wish that Bel could grant, it would be big for Lema.
For example, she could restore his body, which he was somewhat dissatisfied with, to its original state, or she could give him the power to take revenge on the Holy Empire or the apostles.
It seemed a bit excessive, but after being summoned without a single sacrifice and having swallowed several unsatisfactory preys, it felt even sweeter.

“Good.”

As she stroked him for a while, Lema’s rough breathing soon subsided.
It was when Bel, thinking that this was satisfying enough, was about to push Lema’s shoulder and separate them.
However.

“Th-then…”

Lema, who was on top of Bel, slightly lifted his upper body, met her eyes, and then kissed her cheek.
A shower of small kisses fell on her forehead and the bridge of her nose.
And then, as if he had remembered, Lema took her lips and gave her a sticky kiss.
The man’s lips, much harder than a woman’s, lightly brushed over her entire face.
When he had first licked her feet, his lips had felt dry, but now even his breath was moist.

“Then, may I, may I do more?”

“…Huh?”

With a flushed face, Lema looked straight into her eyes and said.
His eyes, which had turned much darker with the heat in his face, seemed to be mixed with a hint of madness.
What’s more, the penis that was still inside, not having been pulled out, began to swell tautly again.
Having ejaculated inside, it seemed to be getting even bigger than before instead of shrinking.
Lema’s prominent Adam’s apple bobbed once.

“Master… I think I was too rough. I can serve you better now.”

“No, you don’t have to, mmph?”

Whether he heard her trying to refuse, or whether he was inwardly unwilling to accept it, Lema sealed Bel’s lips.
As if to prove that the breathtaking kisses he had given until now were a clumsy act done in ignorance, a series of ticklish and gentle kisses followed.
The kiss Lema gave this time, having become proficient much faster than expected, was quite sweet.
She had intended to push him away, but Bel pulled his shoulders instead of pushing them.
Then the penis that had not been pulled out even after ejaculating and was growing again inside began to move slowly.
With their bodies pressed tightly together, she could feel his wildly beating heart and the hot breath falling on her ear much better.
In that state, Lema moved only his hips flexibly and stirred her inner walls.

“Heup, mmm… Aah, haa…”

“Haa, hoo…”

This movement was also not rough.
Although his breathing and heartbeat were much rougher than before.
This seemed to be a facet of the self-control and patience he was proud of.
Although it was somewhat out of place in this situation.

“Ah, aaah, hnnng…”

And that gentle and delicate movement brought a pleasure more satisfying than the destructive pleasure of before.
It was a pleasure that felt like afterglow.