Chapter 116

Translator: Yonnee

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Ciel looked up at her. It felt right to be kneeling beneath her.

Though the empire in which he was serving was one that had its own god that the citizens worshiped, Ciel, the duke of this empire, had placed Irene above that god. She was his god.

As though treating her as someone beyond precious, he trailed kisses upon her foot, brushed his cheeks against her sole, taking her big toe into his mouth and sucked.

"Nngh... This..."

As one of her ankles was in his grasp, he held that as his lips gradually climbed up, licking her skin in a savory manner.

Her guiding energy was leaking through and being imbued into him, and he was gradually being blinded by ecstasy.

Noticing his dilated pupils, Irene bit her lips. She knew very well that there was nothing that could be said to stop Ciel now, especially as his gaze had now become like that.

The desperation in his every movement, in his every expression was making Irene's heart pound like crazy. From the depths within her, something was creeping up.

She did not want to believe it. These feelings, these sensations were supposed to have been locked up in the past-they should not be making their presence known any longer.

And yet, they started to seize her heart yet again.

"Haa, your skin, it tastes the absolute sweetest..."

As he murmured these words under his breath, his fingers slowly went higher up her fair legs, as though he was tapping the keys of a piano.

He knew where to press, where to dig his fingernails slightly, where to sprinkle his rain of kisses.

Then, he slowly led her legs open. Holding her immaculate thighs with both hands, the skin between his fingers started to turn pink. He licked every trace that he left upon her body without ever drawing away from her.

Whenever that happened, he felt Irene trembling. Impossible not to know what that meant, Ciel started teasing her with his tongue even more brazenly.

As he dug in further, her legs opened wider. Ciel gradually moved his lips inward... higher... towards the place with the most fragrant scent.

And soon, he arrived at her most secret place.

"Haa..."

A sigh filled with satisfaction leaked out of his lips naturally.

As soon as he saw the pink flesh right in front of his eyes, like Pavlov's dog being given the signal, he started salivating.

He knew-he knew very well-what it would feel like to burrow himself in there and go deeper... deeper...

Impatience urged him to rush, yet he licked his lips and took his time, opening the petals of the flower left and right. Staring into the shy red flesh and the hardened nub above, without any more delays, Ciel leaned down and licked it all up.

"Angh!"

The sweet moans reaching his ears urged his tongue to move even more vigorously. With the tip of his tongue, he pressed down onto her cl*toris and carefully licked the slit below it.

"Ahh, Ciel!"

Accompanied by the obscene sounds of his tongue lapping her up, high-pitched moans rang throughout the room. Using his thumb, he dug into her entrance so that her flesh would now be opened.

And there, he inserted his tongue. Deep.

The hot, soft inner walls of her flesh took hold of his tongue, and along with the fluids overflowing from her, her guiding energy also followed.

Whether it was her c*m or his saliva, juices flowed down his angular chin, but regardless, there was no hesitation in his tongue and lips as they moved even more actively.

"Mmn! AHNGH!"

"Ha, so sweet. Anything that comes out of you is just so delicious."

As the high-pitched moans of the woman sounded like melodious psalms echoing throughout a church for the man, his breathing, too, became rough.

He used the tip of his tongue to stimulate the hardened bud and inserted a finger into the depths of the flower.

It was just one finger, and yet she clamped down on him so, so tightly. Ciel nearly lost hold over his rationality. With his member expanding below, his pants tightened around him.

Inserting a second finger now, he hastened his movements as he thrusted in and out, in and out.

As the vivid, familiar sensation shook her core entirely, Irene writhed. But as she was still floating in the air, she could not move and could do nothing but accept everything.

Until now, she had been controlling her guiding energy through her hands and lips, yet it now began to burst out like a strong gush of water, as though a dam had collapsed.

With her guiding energy being let out without any control, it gave a dizzying sense of euphoria not only to the Esper, but to the Guide as well.

And so, driven by instinct, she reached out and grabbed Ciel's black hair tightly.

"Ah, Irene..."

His voice dripped with ecstasy as he called her name. He reached up with one hand and overlapped his touch with her hands, as though to tell her to grab onto his hair even tighter. When he let go, red marks were left on her fair skin.

Three fingers now, and he dug even deeper. The more he did this, her inner walls contracted repeatedly.

As he stared intently at her entrance, completely mesmerized, he was unable to endure any longer.

He pulled his fingers out of the woman's still-tight entrance, and the juices that had been threatening to burst inside thereafter burst out.

But it was such a waste. He hurriedly took out his tongue and lapped up everything that she gave.

Reaching behind her, he squeezed her plump buttocks, which he had been yearning to touch all this time.

Starting with her cl*toris, he made his way down and licked up once again. The more he did this, the more he felt the distinct desire to possess her completely.

The desire to devour everything, to ravish her.

All of her.