“Haa…!”

It was nothing like when he had only rummaged around the entrance.

As if to tell her how far his thing would go in, the fingers that had gradually come deeper scraped her inner walls.

Thanks to that, Eluaz rose straight into ecstasy, yet, comically, her hip movements had no finesse.

“Ha, g… good, it feels good…”

A satisfied sigh slipped from Eluaz’s lips.

The pleasure felt just before an even greater climax arrives on top of a climax.

She had not taken a sip of water, yet the sensation of an urge to urinate surged. She already knew what it was from the experience she had felt a moment ago.

She would gush her juices again.

“Ah, Antoine?”

“Yes.”

But Antoine’s hand stopped. No, it withdrew completely.

Just a little more and she would be there.

Did he think pouring out this much wetness was easy?

Was it acceptable just because he had a handsome face? She even felt resentful.

No matter how big a penis was, if he would not use it, she would not be indulgent.

Would you like the Saintess to pull rank and scold you?

“Ah…”

But Eluaz could not say a word.

It was because Antoine, as if he had finally made up his mind, lowered his trousers and took out his penis.

It was a moving moment.

Far larger than it had seemed when hidden by his trousers. Thickness suited to its size, a pleasing color, and veins that bulged so fiercely they could hardly be called merely pretty.

Simply perfect. A perfect ten. Its shape had not a single flaw.

“Even now.”

“No?”

Antoine was gravely mistaken.

He thought that upon seeing the real thing, the frightened Saintess might say, “I… I really cannot.”

But Eluaz was not that sort of person, so she cut him off at once.

She slightly spread her legs and revealed the sex his fingers had been moving in and out of just moments before.

At the sight, Antoine swallowed a groan and had to collect himself.

“Are you truly all right?”

“Yes.”

“In a place like this, with someone like me…”

“Be. Cause. Of. The. Demon. King.”

Eluaz deliberately put weight on the words Demon King.

To make it look like, ‘Ha, truly. I am a proper Saintess, but because I happened to be cursed by the Demon King, I have no choice but to have sex. And that goes for you as well, does it not? It cannot be helped.’

And phrasing it this way would lighten the hearts of Antoine and the paladins who would mix bodies with her in the future.

“Rather, I like that you are a paladin to whom I can entrust everything.”

“Lady Eluaz…”

Antoine sounded choked up.

It was gratitude toward the Saintess who trusted him so deeply.

Of course, Eluaz’s true feelings were not so beautiful.

It was not that she liked him because he was “Antoine,” but that saying she liked him because he was a “Paladin” would serve as groundwork for the future.

“If it is difficult, tell me.”

“Yes.”

I must absolutely not say a word.

Antoine spread his shoulder cloak on the ground. Since it was a fur cloak for the North, it was thick and soft, so thankfully, her back did not hurt.

In any case, Eluaz intended to do it like this only at first, and once she grew accustomed to the size, to move on to positions where he could enter more deeply, such as from behind, on top, or the position she dreamed of where she would be held up and penetrated.

What all these positions had in common was that her back did not touch the ground.

Naturally, that was when she was alone with Antoine. Things would be different if other paladins joined in.

If they stacked the fur cloaks of the knights here in layers, it would become as soft as a bed, so any position at all would be no problem.

‘So just wait a little…!’

At last, the blunt penis touched Eluaz’s sex.

“Hng…”

He tried to put it in right away, but it was Antoine’s first time as well.

As he fumbled this way and that, he unintentionally rubbed her sex several times with the glans, and the impatient Eluaz breathed ever rougher.

“E-Eluaz?”

“Just a moment.”

In the end, unable to endure, Eluaz boldly grasped Antoine’s penis.

Then she guided it to the small hole that had been oozing her juices all this time.

She did not let it go until the hard glans burrowed in, as if not to lose it again.

“Ah…! Uhk!”

“A-Are you all right?”

Eluaz wore an expression anyone could see was enduring pain.

Startled, Antoine unconsciously started to pull his hips back, but Eluaz quickly wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Y-Yes…”

Antoine had two choices.

Stop as is, or push further inside.

Considering his usual nature, the right answer would have been to stop so that she, struggling with the pain, could get used to it.

But what came out of his mouth was the exact opposite.

“Relax your body.”

Eluaz could not collect her wits from the tremendous pain.

Truly fitting for Eluaz’s body, which had teared up saying even the Crown Prince’s tiny penis hurt.

As Antoine’s massive shaft pushed in, she understood the Eluaz in the original who cried, “It hurts,” “I cannot do it.”

Of course she only understood, she had no thought of following suit.

She had worked too hard for this chance.

If she cried and said she could not do it here, she would have to give up on spending nights with all the paladins, starting with Antoine.

Fortunately, though she lacked experience, Eluaz was overflowing with knowledge, and a good idea came to her.

“L-Like this…?”

As male leads often did in web novels, Eluaz brought her own hand to her sex.

The clitoris that had turned red and swollen as Antoine licked with his tongue and pressed with his nose still stood erect.

And, just as when she had played with herself alone while imagining mixing bodies with them, she rubbed it slowly.

Keeping a light pressure, she moved in small circles around it.

“Huh, ah…”

Her narrow hole wriggled and began to stimulate Antoine’s penis.

The thought of masturbating right in front of Antoine, surrounded by so many paladins, brought her a thrill of depravity unlike anything she had ever felt before.

“Ah, is that not it…?”

Antoine stood as if nailed in place, unable to move, only staring blankly at how her fingers moved.

The obscene sight of a holy woman made it feel as if cracks were opening in the world he had lived in until now.

But Eluaz did not stop at just this much. She intended not merely to crack it, but to shatter it to pieces.

“Sir Leon.”

“Ye-yes, Saintess!”

Leon, who had been piecing together the knowledge he had and trying somehow to imagine the current situation to fit the two people’s words, answered in surprise.

Then, before he knew it, he turned toward the direction the voice came from, and when he saw that the commander he revered like the sky had his thing inside the divine Saintess, he flinched in shock and hastily turned back.

“Please help me…”

Eluaz barely held back the laugh that threatened to slip out.

No matter how she thought about it, she felt like a genius. To think of asking Sir Leon for help in this situation!

Sir Leon, whom she had kept an eye on from before, was of commoner birth and had not lived in the temple from the start.

So of all those present, he was the least bound by strict rules.

“…Yes!”

As expected. Just as she had predicted, Leon rushed over briskly.

“Should I do it like this?”

He did not even ask what he should do.

He immediately set Eluaz leaning against his chest and covered her sex, where her fingertips had been, with his large hand.

When she had touched herself with her own hand, she had thought it was stimulating enough, but Leon’s direct touch delivered a pleasure beyond comparison.

He moved with such skill it made her wonder if he had experience before receiving holy power.

“Huaang, ah!”

“How about like this?”

That was not enough. Leon slipped his hand into her white sacred robe and cupped her breasts.

The Saintess’s small body, which he had never dared imagine laying a hand on, leaned against him and let out moans.

Her sex and her breasts were both in his hands.

When he lightly brushed the erect nipple with his fingertip, her moans grew even louder.

Her appearance was far more obscene than what he had imagined while listening only to her voice, and strength gathered full in his penis.

Whether the Saintess noticed or not, her body tilted, and where she braced her hand was exactly his penis.

“Huh, g… good. Then, Antoine, now…”

Each time Leon’s fingers moved and made her body jolt, Eluaz stroked Leon’s penis as if by coincidence.

What she wanted, what she had longed for so desperately. It was the first step toward the group play she had imagined day and night.