Chapter 28: The Nun in Heat for Me - 5

Reina was fundamentally a masochist.

Otherwise, she would not have displayed such self-destructive tendencies.

On top of that, because of her nymphomania, her sex drive was three or four times greater than anyone else’s, so ordinary play could never satisfy her.

She’s gushing so much love juice.

"Hehehe... that feels good, Brother Ian, so goood..."

Reina was reveling in her orgasm as she gushed fluids.

Apparently, snapping her clitoris had suited her tastes remarkably well.

"Who told a cumdump like you that you could rest whenever you wanted?"

"Heh?"

I pulled Reina’s hair toward my crotch as I spoke.

"If Master Cock came inside you, it’s only proper manners for you to give it a cleaning blowjob."

I held out my cock, smeared with cum and love juice, before Reina’s half-crazed mouth.

Reina was startled at first, but then the corners of her lips rose, and she kissed my cock.

"Smack! I’m sorry for being such an ill-mannered cumdump."

Then she ran her tongue over my cock, licking it in one stroke from the base all the way to the urethra.

The sensation of her wet, slippery tongue was enough to send chills down my spine.

"Sluurp This salty taste is seriously the best.♥"

Then Reina put my cock, still covered in cum and love juice, into her mouth and sucked it as if it were candy.

"Urgh!"

Reina swallowed my cock all the way to the base.

Her spread lips engulfed all of it, touching my curly pubic hair.

My hips trembled on their own.

I had told her to give me a cleaning blowjob, but she was trying to milk more cum out of me with her mouth-pussy.

This bitch...

Tap. Tap.

Only when I flicked her forehead did Reina finally pull her head back.

My cock, which she had swallowed deep into her mouth, emerged once more.

My cock gleamed with her saliva. Reina had carried out the cleaning blowjob perfectly.

The problem was that my cock had gotten hard again.

"Master Cock got big again."

"No more. Isabelle is waiting for me."

"Tch..."

Reina grumbled at my refusal.

Apparently, she had been looking forward to having sex with me all day today.

But I was already taken.

I needed to have dinner with Isabelle before it got too late.

And spending a night alone with a nun was not a good idea in more ways than one.

It could invite needless gossip.

I could not let all the contributions I had built up so far go to waste over something like this.

"Don’t look at me like some pathetic puppy. You need to return to the church too, don’t you?"

"Hehe, Brother Ian, the moment I lost my chastity, I lost the place I could return to."

Reina climbed onto my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck, and embraced me.

"So come away with me. Somewhere nobody knows us. If you want, Isabelle can come with us too."

"Reina, you have something wrong. You haven’t lost your divine power yet."

"What?"

I took hold of her arms instead and spoke.

"You haven’t lost your divine power. If you don’t believe me, check for yourself."

At my words, Reina used her divine power, hoping against hope.

Then her eyes widened.

That was how shocking the current situation was to her.

"W-Why? They clearly said that if I lost my chastity, I would lose my divine power..."

"It’s true that you lose your divine power when you lose your chastity. But that only applies when you have intercourse with an ordinary man."

The details of divine power are covered extensively in [A Lewd Nun’s Circumstances].

The reason a nun loses her divine power after having intercourse with a man is that the divine power within her becomes corrupted after intercourse.

Conversely, if the man possesses divine power like a nun, then no matter how much they have intercourse, the nun will not lose her divine power.

That was right. A man blessed by Helia, like me.

"Even if you have intercourse with a man blessed by Helia, your divine power won’t become corrupted. So you don’t have to worry about being expelled from the church."

"Huh? I-Is that really true? No, really?"

Reina opened and closed her mouth like a stupid goldfish.

The truth she had upheld and believed in until now had been denied. The shock must have been immense.

"Brother Ian, are you a Hero?!"

"Ah, so that wasn’t what shocked you."

To think she would mistake me for a Hero.

I let out a hollow laugh at the absurdity.

Well, Reina’s guess did have some basis.

Considering the hidden piece arranged for me and Ian’s backstory, perhaps I really might become a Hero someday.

"A Hero... I’m not one right now, at least."

"Then that means you could become one someday?"

"Maybe?"

I intentionally gave her an ambiguous answer, but in Reina’s mind, it had already become an established fact that I would become a Hero.

"Hehe, if you become a Hero and I become a Saintess, then the picture will be perfect, won’t it?"

Reina grinned happily.

After all, love stories between Heroes and Saintesses were famous tales.

I could understand her reaction to some extent.

"But I’m already married, you know?"

"If you’re a Hero, it’s fine to have a few wives."

That open-minded attitude was so very Reina.

But had she not considered how Isabelle would react?

Or has she? Isabelle already gave me permission. Maybe she won’t care?

Since Isabelle had already made that sort of request, she would permit it if I wanted it.

"Enough joking around. Let’s head back soon."

"Aww, but I want to stay with the Hero a little longer."

"Don’t call me a Hero."

Unlike Reina, who loved the idea, I did not care for the title of Hero.

When people heard the word Hero, they tended to think of someone chosen by a goddess or a champion who saved the world, but the reality was different.

Put crudely, they were a goddess’s personal slave. Even phrased elegantly, they were nothing more than a goddess’s subcontractor.

Thinking of how Wendy, the returning Hero, had worked herself like a dog under Eos, the Goddess of Dawn, I did not want to become a Hero even if it killed me.

Anyway, as long as I don’t receive the Holy Sword, there’s no chance of me becoming a Hero.

For now, I drilled it into Reina so she would not cause any needless misunderstandings.

"Unless you want to meet an Inquisitor, don’t call me a Hero. And act as you normally do at the church."

"But I like it when you treat me roughly like you are now."

"When we’re alone, I’ll do whatever you want."

"Will you flick my clit like before?"

"...I’ll think about it."

Lastly, I taught her the most important thing.

"You know what happens if you have sex with another man behind my back, right?"

"Yes! I’ll endure it, if only to protect my divine power!"

"The divine power is secondary."

I took Reina by the chin as I spoke.

Even though I showed her a forceful attitude, Reina just smiled happily.

This was exactly why masochists were so hard to train.

"You’re mine. You’re my woman, and my cumdump. Don’t forget that. Got it?"

"Oh my, Brother Ian, your possessiveness is very strong."

"Yeah, so be careful. I really hate having what’s mine taken from me."

At my words, Reina paused for a beat before calmly answering.

"Don’t worry. I won’t even look at another cock unless it’s yours."

"That doesn’t inspire much faith."

"Why not? My first love is you, you know!"

Reina answered confidently, but she had done so many vulgar things in [A Lewd Nun’s Circumstances] that I could not readily trust her.

Sigh... For now, I’ll try to trust her.

After all, trusting her was the only thing I could do right now.

"I should make you a chastity belt later."

"Oh my, are you going to do denial play too? I’ve wanted to try that at least once."

"..."

I really could not trust her.

. . .

On the way down the mountain, I checked my status window.

Sure enough, my stats had risen due to the effect of the Mark of Love.

My vitality increased by 50.

My vitality stat was now a whopping 124, putting it at Hero-class.

On top of that, Helia’s Blessing doubled my vitality while I was under sunlight.

That comes to 248 with simple math? No matter how hard I work during the day, I won’t get tired.

What concerned me most was the criterion for the stat increases.

I had no idea what basis they rose on.

Isabelle got 100 Mentality, and Reina got 50 Vitality. Will the next one be 25?

Or else...

"Brother Ian, there’s a strange mark on my lower stomach. Isn’t it the same as your mark?"

"This?"

The same Mark of Love that I had appeared on Reina’s lower stomach.

It was precisely heart-shaped, making it look like a womb tattoo.

As if to make sure nobody forgets this is an erotic game, they put in a gimmick like this.

I could not tell whether it was a Mark of Love or a Mark of Lewdness.

One thing was certain, though: the Mark of Love’s effect applied to her as well.

"Reina, have you noticed any changes in your body? Like feeling full of strength, or having a clearer mind?"

"I’m not sure. Ah! There is one thing."

At my question, Reina clapped her hands as she answered.

"I think my sex drive has gone down compared to usual."

"..."

"D-Don’t look at me like that."

I had fucked her so hard that her legs were shaking just a little while ago, yet she answered as though she was still unsatisfied. It was absurd.

"Don’t joke around."

"It’s true. I’m only holding myself back because I’m calmer than usual. If I had it my way, I’d spend all day lying beneath your legs, crying out as you fucked me!"

"Hmm..."

Considering Reina’s sex drive in [A Lewd Nun’s Circumstances], it was not particularly strange.

Once Reina learned the taste of cock, she became so vulgar that even a slut could not compare.

There was a reason her trait was nymphomania.

Even so, since she’s holding herself back, could the Mark of Love’s effect have raised her Mentality?

I could not be certain based on a single case, but I felt like I vaguely understood the criterion for which stats the Mark of Love raised.

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