Chapter 41

Nola was hesitating again, now that she had received his promise.

So, Divine became active.

“Let us seal the deal.” Divine grabbed the already parted collar of her robe and slowly peeled it down, freeing her breasts.

Two pretty pink nipples greeted him.

Her breasts were perky and more than a goblin-handful.

The whole thing suddenly got very real for Nola.

She froze, and all the heat that had gathered in her cheeks drained out, making her complexion pale.

The goblins clawed hands came for her soft skin.

Nola was really scared that this was going to hurt, but she didn’t block him.

She closed her eyes.

Nola felt his touch on her breasts first.

His claws dug into her delicate flesh.

Instead of the expected sharp pain or at least some scratching, there was just some dull pressure.

It didn’t even feel cold, but warm and soothing on her skin.

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Weirdly, it even tingled kind of nicely.

Her body started to relax on its own.

Still not daring to open her eyes, her blindness made her feel his touch much more intensely.

Divine took her nipples between his fingers, and they rapidly got hard.

When he moved on from her breasts to touching and caressing her whole body, her breathing grew heavy.

After some explorations, his hand reached between her legs, making her moan sensually.

Nola got alarmed and finally opened her eyes.

Still standing, weak in the knees and leaning a little forward, but still standing, the first thing Nola saw when she looked down was Divine’s green hand between her legs.

His claws were glowing in a soft light, distracting her from raising objections and slowing him down.

This strange goblin lord could not only command shadows, but even holy light just like the priests of Lumos.

And he was using it in such a frivolous way.

But she had to admit, it felt good.

Very good.

And the forbidden fruit of using the holy light during sex was much more erotic than the taboo of a human woman voluntarily doing it with a goblin.

Nola got so lost in the pleasures her body experienced and in her scandalous thoughts that her gushing orgasm came quickly.

She convulsed and became complete putty in Divine’s hands.

Her knees got so weak that she couldn’t keep standing and sunk down on the pelted floor into a sitting position.

Only now did Divine taste her body for the first time.

He licked her nipple and started sucking on her breast.

Nola wasn’t even worried about his sharp teeth by now, trusting him somewhat.

And that had felt so good, in her current state she would let him bite her if he wanted to.

Divine took off his own robe and threw it where Nola’s had fallen.

His body looked just like that of a lithe human man with some muscles, only green and smaller.

At least, Nola knew that Divine was very clean and hygienic, even more than her.

And her first had been a stable boy, who had looked good, but had smelled a little too much of horse, so embracing Divine wouldn’t be the worst.

The stark-naked Divine came for her.

Nola laid on her back and spread her legs for him.

His skin felt warm on hers and he smelled of forest trees, of the earth and of clear spring water.

He penetrated her and at first it was the same nice feeling she remembered from her past experiences.

And then an unfamiliar feeling started growing throughout her body on top of the feeling of being fucked.

It started in her belly and spread to the tips of her extremities.

She wondered if he was using the holy light on his dick, but Nola decided toss that thought and just concentrate on this heavenly feeling and on matching Divine’s strong thrusts.

Deep in the throes of passion, Divine kissed her for the first time.

His tongue broke swiftly through her soft lips and met her tongue.

Their tongues played with each other in her mouth.

She tasted like winterberries.

Divine took this opportunity to really let loose and the two were at it for many hours and for many orgasms.

Even though Divine didn’t cultivate a dual-cultivation technique, there was still an exchange of energy between them.

Demonic techniques were predisposed for passion.

Her Yin nourished his Yang, and his Yang nourished her Yin.

That her gains were much greater with the difference in their strength was given.