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Holy Night: My Husband is Definitely a Paladin - Chapter 217

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The horse Michael had brought was the one he often rode.

It was a horse from a certain kingdom, one deemed untamable and offered to Michael if he could manage it.

After several days of effort, Michael had finally tamed the horse, which was both exceptionally sturdy and intelligent.

Now, it easily carried both Michael and Irene up the mountain path, even without Michael holding the reins.

The horse skillfully navigated the trail as if it knew exactly what its master wanted.

Yet, even such a horse couldn’t prevent the body from shaking on the rugged mountain path.

ā€œAh!ā€

When the horse lightly leaped over a shallow pit, Irene let out a gasp, her body trembling.

It was because Michael’s finger, deeply inside her, pressed precisely on her most sensitive spot.

The horse, indifferent to her moans, continued walking steadily.

It was as if it understood that this was what its master desired.

ā€œMichael, p-please… stopā€¦ā€

Irene, her breath ragged, called out to him in a pleading voice.

But Michael responded by capturing her lips with his, moving the finger that remained deeply lodged inside her.

As he slightly curled his finger, the place within her, thoroughly loosened over time, gently enveloped it.

Irene’s body, held tightly in his arms, trembled violently.

Fifth time, Michael thought, clicking his tongue inwardly.

If they had been on a bed, he could have made her beg him with a voice many times sweeter.

Yet, he wasn’t disappointed.

He leisurely stirred her drenched insides with his finger, while his tongue traced her mouth.

Both her lower and upper parts were utterly captivated by him, leaving Irene gasping for breath.

Even so, Michael showed no signs of withdrawing from her.

ā€˜She thought I avoided her touch?’

Michael found the idea absurd as he recalled her words.

Long ago, when they first rode a horse together, Michael’s heart had raced wildly.

Back then, he assumed it was merely the unfamiliarity of sharing a horse with someone.

But it didn’t take long to realize how mistaken he was.

Since Irene had never ridden before, she instinctively leaned back against him.

That alone might have been tolerable.

But every time the wind carried her scent toward him, he felt as though he were holding her in his arms.

As soon as he thought that, his lower half reacted on its own.

At that moment, Michael wished he could bite his tongue and die.

Amid so many people, he found himself lusting after someone who was simply nervous and unaware.

Overwhelmed by shame, he couldn’t lift his head.

Worse, his body, indifferent to his shame, only grew harder.

Meanwhile, Irene kept leaning closer to him.

If this continued, his arousal would surely press against her.

 

ā€˜God, please…’

 

Desperately, Michael prayed—not his usual devout prayers, but a desperate plea to keep his filth hidden from her.

But then, a small animal suddenly darted onto the path, startling the horse, which reared up on its hind legs.

 

ā€œā€¦ā€¦!ā€

 

Irene’s body, thrown backward, landed fully in his arms.

In that instant, the control he had been clinging to slipped.

Though he managed to steady the horse, he couldn’t compose himself.

He felt like the lowest of creatures.

Unable to let her discover his filth, Michael dismounted immediately.

That was why he had distanced himself back then…

ā€˜She really thought I avoided her touch?’

Even then, all he wanted was to bury himself in this beautiful body.

Irene’s breathing grew more erratic as she took him in.

Sensing this, Michael withdrew his tongue from her mouth, which he had been exploring.

ā€œHah… hahā€¦ā€

Panting heavily, Irene stiffened as if struck by lightning before going limp.

Still, she remained in his arms.

Michael cupped her drenched s*x with his palm, satisfied by the wetness soaking through.

The first time he had slipped his finger inside her, she had been so startled and overwhelmed.

But now, she had surrendered completely.

As Michael raked his nails lightly over her soaked underwear, Irene whimpered and squirmed.

At first, she had barely moved for fear of falling off the horse.

Now, she paid no mind to such concerns, letting her excitement show as if they were in bed.

Michael found her utterly endearing.

She seemed confident now that no matter how she moved, he wouldn’t ever let her go.

 

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