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The two entangled bodies were engaged in fierce lovemaking, with Arabella pinned down by the silver-haired man, his thick shaft plunging ruthlessly into her honey pot. She moaned, clinging tightly to the man's neck, head thrown back in a sweat-drenched frenzy, her nails digging bloody scratches into his bare back.
The man thrust his hips, lifting his upper body off her, and Arabella saw Ward's face.
The purple-haired Priest's exquisitely alluring face twisted into a sinister smile, his forked tongue slithering out from between his lips. Then his neck stretched impossibly long, his body covered in purple-blue scales as he transformed into a massive purple-blue python, coiling tightly around Arabella.
The snake's body constricted around her neck, choking off her breath, her limbs bound behind her back, her chest and private area forced upwards.
She saw the python's massive belly extend two forked, thick penises, the tips studded with horrifying hard spines. The two phalluses probed between her spread legs, pushing into her front and rear passages...
Arabella's eyes flew open, her entire body drenched in sweat.
"Having a nightmare?" the silver-haired Priest lying beside her asked with a slight frown, concern in his eyes. The girl had been restless all night, panting, struggling, and moaning in agony, clearly plagued by a terrible dream.
Seeing Dorian's face, a bitter ache suddenly spread through Arabella's chest, and fresh tears spilled down her cheeks.
She had been violated by another man in front of Dorian.
She didn't know what to say or how to face him, she just wanted to cry.
"Dorian, please punish me." Arabella curled up, clutching the Priest's clothes, wishing that even if he bound and whipped her harshly, at least it would prove he still cared for her.
Seeing the girl's look of utter misery, Dorian sighed softly, "The Punishment Spell was already the harshest penalty. You're just exhausted today, you need to rest. It's still early, go back to sleep."
Arabella bit her lip, silent, her shoulders shaking with suppressed sobs.
The Priest's silver gaze fixed steadily on the girl. "Arabella, I told you to trust me absolutely, didn't I? Trust that I will never truly harm you, and that I will never doubt or reject you."
The girl looked up at him, her eyes still tinged with hesitation.
"Ward is a high-ranking Priest of the Sis Holy Court, lecherous and incredibly powerful. In your current state, even trying to resist him would be futile. My failure to foresee this and protect you was my oversight." He gently wiped away the tears on her face, smoothing her disheveled hair. "You've entrusted everything to me. Failing to keep you safe is my responsibility. I'm sorry."
Arabella couldn't find the words. She just shook her head and buried herself in his embrace, her shoulders trembling as her tears soaked the front of his shirt.
This girl is like water, isn't she? Dorian was somewhat at a loss. He wasn't good at coaxing people, especially this sensitive little Demon Attendant. He never knew how to make her feel at ease.
If he just let her keep crying, morning would come soon. Dorian sighed again, flipped her over, and kissed her lips.
The girl's cold lips trembled slightly. He sucked on her lips and tongue, exchanging saliva and body heat. Their hands were tightly clasped, and the girl let out muffled moans and light pants in the long kiss, her lower body already damp.
After a deep kiss, Dorian sat up, leaning against the headboard. He took off Arabella's lace panties, held her waist, and lifted her up, guiding her onto his already erect, hard shaft.
"Ah..." The recently abused flesh was swollen and inflamed, stretched by the overly thick member, causing waves of stinging pain. Arabella winced with every movement, yet also felt a subtle pleasure. Being filled by Dorian's shaft finally settled her anxious heart.
She kept her eyes half-closed, waiting for Dorian's movements, but was suddenly pulled into a tight embrace.
"I told you, you're too tired today. You need to rest," the Priest said softly, holding her body.
Arabella's desire had already been aroused, but left unsatisfied, she squirmed in discontent.
"Don't be so restless, just sleep." Dorian thrust into her again, making her whole body go limp as she collapsed against him. "And don't dream of other men," he said, closing his eyes.
In the room bathed in the faint silver moonlight, all was silent. Arabella lay awake in Dorian's arms, listening to his strong heartbeat. The scorching hardness embedded within her throbbed against her insides, like another heartbeat pulsing in sync.
"Arabella," the Priest's calm voice reached her. He knew she wasn't asleep yet. "From now on, even if you lose your innocence, you must not become a Demon. This is my bottom line."
"If someone bullies you, I can go and kill them. But if you fall to darkness..." His hand gently stroked her hair, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Then I'll have to kill you."
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