Chapter 7: Purification of the Demon（R18）

Dorian's room was simply furnished; besides the basic living furniture, there were only a few large bookcases standing there.

He laid the disrobed Arabella flat on the bed. Compared to when he first met her, the girl seemed to have undergone a complete transformation. The scars that covered her body had completely vanished, and her newly born skin was smooth and soft like that of a baby. Her hazel hair had grown back, soaked in sweat and sticking tightly to her pale skin.

With the scars gone, her originally delicate face was revealed. This was the first time Dorian clearly saw her appearance. At this moment, Arabella's complexion was deathly pale, her eyes tightly closed, consciousness still trapped in nightmares, and a look of pain appeared on her face as she cried and struggled incessantly.

Dorian removed his clothing and climbed onto the bed, his solid chest pressing down on the girl.

The girl resisted more fiercely, instinctively trying to push the man off her body, but due to her lack of strength, her hands merely weakly hit against him. Dorian helplessly grasped her hands, pressing them to her forehead, leaning down to whisper in her ear: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

The familiar voice gradually calmed the girl down. It was this voice that had accompanied her during those dark days, and as her awareness gradually awakened from the nightmare, Arabella opened her eyes, seeing through her blurry vision the silver figure she had longed for. In the next moment, a gentle kiss was placed on her lips.

Unlike the gentle restraint of their previous encounter in the carriage, this kiss held a hint of aggression, with a nimble tongue prying open her lips and invading her mouth, exploring every corner.

"Mmm…" Suddenly surrounded by Dorian's breath, the girl let out a sweet, muffled moan. She opened her mouth to feel the Priest intertwining with her, their tongues unwilling to part as they tangled together.

Dorian grasped her tiny breasts with one hand and kneaded them gently, her nails scraping the tips of her nipples, causing a burst of electric tingling.

 "Don't ..." the girl shuddered all over, tensed nervously, and instinctively writhed and dodged.

 Feeling resistance again, Dorian found Arabella extremely resistant to sex, and he let go of her lips and gently kissed her forehead. The palm of his hand caressed her tight body, and a thin kiss was imprinted on her neck and collarbone.

 At the girl's collarbone, the blood-colored Sigil bloomed with a bewitching pattern, which was a sign that she already belonged to him. Dorian didn't want the first time of the two to leave her with painful memories, and patiently kissed her body to help her relax, fingers swirling around the tight lower abdomen and leg grooves, igniting clusters of lust.

 Arabella was teased and limp, lying there limply as Dorian licked her chest. The tip of the nipple is gently held in the mouth, and the moist tip of the tongue can't help stirring the bloodshot red beans, causing the girl to shiver again.

 Sensing that the time was almost up, Dorian parted her legs, his fingers reaching between them, and gently rubbed the tiny nucleus hidden in the petals.

 "Ahh As if an electric current hit her whole body, the girl let out a scream, and her legs tried to come together, but she was pressed by the man, unable to move, and could only expose her vital point there helplessly to withstand Dorian's attack. Soon, he convulsed all over his body and screamed to the apex.

 The girl's body is more sensitive than expected. Dorian looked helplessly at the girl who was paralyzed and panting violently after the orgasm, leaning over and licking her lightly near her navel.

 Arabella's body trembled and aroused again, her legs opened, and her pink honey pussy was already glistening with sparkling honey. Dorian took a deep breath and pressed the stout doppelganger against the wet hole, grinding it lightly on the core of the flower a few times before pushing it in amid the girl's trembling moans.

 The body of the girl whose body was invaded was tensed like a bow, and the honey hole was tightly tightened, twisting Dorian, who had entered less than half of it, into pain.

 He pressed Arabella's body and bit her earlobe: "Arabella, relax, don't resist me."

 The damp breath spewed into the girl's ears, making her tingle. Arabella breathed hard to relax her body, adjusting to the hot, hard foreign body in her body.

Sensing the weakening of resistance, Dorian stepped forward and submerged the clone entirely.

 The sensation of her body being pierced made Arabella grunt, and her honey hole was expanded to the extreme and filled tightly, but there was no sharp pain from the imaginary tearing.

 Dorian kissed Arabella's slightly pale lips again, and once the girl had gotten used to his entry a little, she began to rhythm.

 The hot giant scraped the inner wall, slowly withdrew, and then pushed deeper, bringing the girl to a burst of unbearable moaning.

 Arabella's body felt as if it was about to melt under Dorian's manipulation. The cock grinds and rotates on the soft inner wall, going in and out deep and shallowly, and the two milk beads on the chest are engorged and erect by playing, and the sweet pleasure fills the girl's whole body.

 At the moment when the doppelganger scraped a certain point, the girl suddenly stagnated. Noticing this, Dorian raised Arabella's lower body up, her legs spread apart on her shoulders, and the clone pulled out and thrust it into it.

 "Ahhh——!hhh Arabella let out a scream of distraction, the intense pleasure that rushed straight to her brain made her struggle desperately to escape. Dorian didn't give her the chance, grabbed her thighs, and slammed into the deepest position of the two. The large thrusting brought out a large amount of transparent honey, dyeing the junction of the two people crystal clear, and making an obscene sound of water with Dorian's movements.

 "Don't! Stop it... Please..." Waves of crushing pleasure made Arabella cry and beg for mercy.

 She tensed her toes, her soul seemed to soar, and she was pushed to the top by Dorian, the strings of reason were completely broken, and her brain could not think, not even a complete word, but let out an unconscious cry of endless pleasure.

 Finally, after the pleasure broke through the limit, a warm current instantly surged to the girl's whole body, and the body trembled violently uncontrollably, and the honey hole spasmed and contracted tightly. At the same time, Dorian thrust in one by one, sinking the doppelganger entirely, releasing hot semen deep within the constricted inner wall.

 Arabella's mind went blank, and her body seemed to be drained, completely unconscious.