Holy Night: My Husband is Definitely a Paladin - Chapter 129
āMicha… ah!ā
Surprised, Irene tried to pull away, but Michael was faster.
He was supposed to be a holy knight devoid of selfish desires.
Yet he opened his mouth as wide as he could and greedily took in the fullness that swayed before him.
The cold, stiff peak of her b****t, chilled by the water, disappeared into his mouth.
His wet, eager tongue pressed against the hardened tip, soaked and firm from the cold water.
At first, his movements were cautious, as if trying to figure out what he was tasting. But soon, he revealed his true, voracious nature.
The tip of his tongue teased and flicked the hard peak, then pressed down and rubbed it firmly.
Each time his tongue made contact, sparks seemed to burst before Ireneās eyes.
Honestly, she had never imagined he would do something like this.
Shocked, she tried to wriggle free, but it was useless.
The more she struggled, the stronger his suction grew, as if feeding off her movements.
āMichael, please, stop… ah!ā
She tried to push him away, but as if warning her not to resist, he nipped at her n****e with his teeth, biting down gently.
āAh!ā
In that moment, her vision blurred, and Ireneās body shuddered.
She wanted him to stop, but having tasted her once, he didnāt ceaseāhe continued to gently bite and suck on her soft flesh, careful not to hurt her.
Each sharp nip from his teeth sent shivers through her, making her gasp and writhe.
Wet, slurping sounds echoed as his tongue eagerly licked and caressed the tender flesh.
The obscene noises, mingling with the ripples of the lakeās surface, spread chaotically around them.
As if to soothe the sensitive areas he had nibbled, his tongue would trail over them, rubbing softly.
Irene was left panting, overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensations.
The first time she had lain with him was when he had been seriously injured.
Back then, there had been no time to consider feelings or pleasure.
It had been for the sole sake of purification, mingling their bodies and fluids to survive. Her body hadnāt been prepared, and yet she had to accept him.
Despite her tightness, Michael, lost in his frenzy, hadnāt been considerate.
The sheer size of him was something she thought a human body could never endure.
When it forced its way between her legs, she had nearly passed out multiple times.
After a painful first night, it was only on the second day that her body began to adjust and find some semblance of pleasure.
But that sensation was forced, her mind awakening it out of sheer necessity, realizing her body couldnāt endure otherwise.
She had to learn it all by herself, without any consideration from him.
But now, it was different.
Michael wasnāt just seeking to satisfy his desiresāhe was focused on awakening her senses, teasing and soothing, building up pleasure little by little.
āAh, hnn, hng, ah!ā
Unlike the cold water, her body grew hotter where they touched.
Ireneās body, which had initially sought to escape, was now instinctively seeking more warmth, pressing against him.
Each time his tongue moved, her body trembled.
Deep inside, a heat began to simmer and bubble.
The seeds of warmth he had sown within her during their previous purification sessions were now rapidly sprouting.
Michael was no longer holding her wrists.
He didnāt need to. Irene had her arms wrapped around his head, giving herself over to him.
He supported her body with one arm, while the other held her waist tightly, as if to prevent her from running away.
āAh, nngh! Ah, ah, ah…!ā
As he sucked and nibbled on her b****t, the heat that had built up within her finally spilled over.
Her body trembled and then went limp, still caught in his mouth.
She had reached the highest point from just the sensation of his mouth alone.
Michael gently lifted her weakened body and carried her out of the lake.
He brought her back to where they had been sitting before.
