Dreams of the Holy Knight - Chapter 4

 

Dreams of the Holy Knight - Chapter 4

Overcome with anger, he thrusted his waist with strength.  The penis, which had been slowly entering her vaginal opening, struck inside Liliana at once. 

 “Ahhh!”  

Smack, smack smack, The sound of skin clashing lingered around the room.  When he came to his senses and looked down, her white, gleaming body was swaying splendidly in line with the beat of his waist.  

Her light brown hair was scattered on the bed, and tears of pleasure were forming on her eyes which resembled that of green summer leaves.  

His penis swelled up even more at the erotic appearance of the woman.  Noel frantically touched her slender body while pouring his accumulated desires in her.  

“Whew……  I'll fill you up as many times as you want, so don't show up in front of me again."  

“Ha, that’s, ah!  That’s not up to me, ha!  not!  Aaaah!”  

At his movements, Liliana couldn't get her act together. 

Her thighs trembled with pleasure each time his massive pillar pounded her and then pulled away.  Looking at him with his reddened eyes while he thrusted madly, contributed to the sense of immortality. 

Perhaps because of that, Liliana climaxed faster than the last time.  Her waist sprung up on its own, and her body trembled.  

At her peak, her inner walls squeezed Noel's penis, and he couldn't take it any longer and ejaculated.  

“Ahhhng……  heuk...…  I liked it."  

"Ha, ha……  you like it?"  

As Liliana quivered and said she liked it, his penis, which had not yet escaped, hardened again.  

Noel was dumbfounded by the reaction of his lower body. If this woman was really a succubus, she seemed to have succeeded in corrupting him

The long-held abstinence and temperance was broken, and his purity was stolen although it was in a dream.  But rather than anger, his lust for this woman was greater. How shallow was his faith?  He felt that everything he had done for his Goddess was just hypocrisy.  It felt like the hard wall he had built up in his heart had collapsed.  

His eyes flashed like a tidal wave with a mixture of anger, despair and lust.  However, his first experience was intense and provocative enough to set everything aside.  

He had no intention to possibly stop.  As he instinctively pursed lust and stirred himself inside her, the woman who was moaning from her climax trembled at the movement of his penis.

"Eung……  ahh!  Why again?”  

“……  My apologies to the merciful Valerie.  I repent of my greed and folly for the sins I have committed according to one’s desires, so please do not forgive my dirty heart stained with sin..  

“Hu, why the prayer all of a sudden!  Ahhng!”  

Liliana was taken aback and at a loss as he suddenly recited a prayer and rammed himself into her. But the pleasure that resurfaced from within made her forget everything soon.  As he squeezed his eyes shut and thrusted his waist madly, Liliana wanted to let go of her mind.  The strong pleasure resembled pain.  

“Heuk! Hhnng!  No, ha, stop, ha!”  

“Punish the misguided me with the pure sword of the Goddess……  Keuk, let today's frustrations become tomorrow's stepping stones to praise the Goddess."  

Liliana felt like her brain was going to melt as his genitals pushed in deeply.  As she looked at his face to beg him to stop, she was overcome with an unknown sense of guilt.  

His face was covered in pain and confusion.  As the man and woman reached their climax at the same time, a tear fell from his dark blue eyes.  

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Liliana opened her eyes wide at the touch that shook her. Noel's tears in her dreams were so vivid that she still couldn't get over the shock.  Diana shook her shoulder as she laid blankly.  

“Lily!  Get a hold of yourself!”  

"Uh…… huh?"  

When she woke up, she saw Diana and Freesia looking at her with worried expressions.  

“Did you even have a nightmare?  You were groaning so much that I woke you up.” 

Her face flushed at the concerns of her friends.  She was crazy!  Did she moan while she was sleeping?

“Is that, is that so?  Did I groan?”  

"Yea.  It sounded like you were sick.  Are you feeling weak?  Come to think of it, you’ve been dazed since yesterday, is there something wrong?"  

“Ugh, no!  I’m okay.  Nothing happened.  I can't remember what the dream was.  I wonder what kind of dream it was? Ha, ha."  

"You'd better go back early and rest, Lily.  I must have disturbed you by whining yesterday.”  

“Freesia!  What are you talking about?  Don't blame yourself, because I've never even thought of it like that."  

Liliana again comforted Freesia who was digging herself into a hole, and then returned to her home in her carriage.  

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As she was alone in her room, her head was filled with the tears Noel had shed last night.  

“No, since it was my dream, I did as I pleased, but why did he have such a realistic reaction!”  

Liliana pounded her face into her pillow while squirming with her arms and legs. Every time she thought of his face, she felt as if she had become a ghastly pervert who ate an innocent holy knight, and shame flooded her.  

“No, why did you cry while you thrusted into me even tough you liked it?  Anyone who saw it would think it was the real Noel Klein!”  

Liliana closed her eyes tightly and prayed that someone other than Noel Klein would appear in her dream, but from that day on, she continued to sleep deeply without dreaming.

On the other hand, she thought it was a good thing.  It was because when she remembered his last face, she felt goosebumps with guilt and immorality.  

But a bigger problem arose.  After that, it was impossible to set foot in the temple at all.  

Liliana was a member of the Viscount Armand, and it was a daily routine to go to the temple to pray.  But strangely, every time she set foot in the temple after that day, she remembered Noel's painful expression.  

In addition, she couldn't raise her head in front of the Goddess Valerie because it felt like she was being reprimanded for having dreams and doing such things with the Holy Knight commander who was rumored to be cherished by the Goddess Valerie herself.  

Liliana thought that she had dreamed of such dreams because she was burning with desire while reading her novels, so she burned up all her erotic novels, and she instead secretly slipped into a side street every day instead of going to the temple and wandered around the downtown area then went home.

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A look of dissatisfaction drifted in the eyes of the Armand couple looking at their daughter who seemed to have changed suddenly.  

At dinner after a long absence, the Viscount, seeing Liliana spilling her soup with unfocused eyes, put his spoon down aloud.  

“Is there something going on these days, Liliana?”  

"Huh?  Oh, I'm sorry.  I wasn’t able to be neat.”  

“It’s been a while since we’ve all had dinner together, so you need to focus.”  

"I apologize."  

Intimidated by the gaze of her strict parents, Liliana swallowed her mumblings and wiped her mouth with a napkin.  Viscount Armand, who had made a displeased expression, said to her as he coughed heavily.  

“You will soon become the hostess of an aristocratic family, so how can you afford not to be modest.”  

"I apoli……  Yes?  What are you talking about?  A hostess of an aristocratic family?”  

To Liliana's bewildered question, the Viscountess clasped her hands and answered with an excited voice.  

“A letter of courtship came from the Count Alphonse. Count Alphonse saw you at the temple and fell in love at first sight.  Isn't it so romantic?”

“How can a proposal that the other party doesn’t know about be romantic? Besides, I've never even met Count Alphonse!"  

"Yes.  I liked it more because it wasn’t like what those young kids do these days. Instead of flirting around with profanity, he sent a letter of proposal to meet formally?" 

“Great, great. That’s right, Lily.  Count Alphonse is a rich family for our family.  Don't miss out on this opportunity.  Don’t you agree?"  

Liliana lost the power to refute her parents' strange logic.  A person whose face you haven’t even seen proposed to you, but say yes right after only looking at their family background?

She knew that marriages of nobility were usually done this way.  But she didn't know it was going to happen to her so soon, and Liliana was so confused that her head was tangled up.  

“So, did you agree?  Without even asking for my opinion? You could have asked for my opinion!”  

As Liliana questioned in a hoarse voice, a look of surprise appeared on the faces of the Viscount couple, who had hardly experienced rebellion from her.  

Now that she was at a marriageable age, they had to steadily find her husband.  Then, a proposal letter from Count Alphonse flew to them, and they were in the midst of rejoicing.  But why such a strong rebellion?  They decided that it would be better to calm their daughter first.  

“Once you meet him, you will change your mind.  Breaking up an engagement isn’t a flaw, so why not calm down and see his face?  Hm?"  

“That’s, that’s right, Lily.  Wouldn't it be nice to meet him once?  If you don't like him, we won't push it any more."  

Liliana took a deep breath and looked at her parents.  Her pale green eyes, which always had a warm glow, were cold and hardened.  Although her mother and father were comforting her with pleasant words, she knew very well that she had no veto power.  

Whether she liked Count Alphonse or not, she was most likely to marry him.  Having lived her whole life as a docile, good-natured daughter, she answered her parents in a weak voice.

“I'll think about it…….  I'm tired, so I'll have to go up first.  I'm sorry."  

Looking at Liliana's back as she trudged over with her slouched  shoulders, the Viscount couple exchanged troubled glances.  The night at Viscount Armand’s deepened quietly.  

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