The cold air belatedly cooled her exposed, flushed skin.
Gasping for breath, Liliana lifted her head, her glare fierce and sharp.
“Then do you think it wouldn’t hurt if I kept hitting you…?”
At that moment, Altus, beyond the wall, gently stroked Liliana’s swollen buttocks.
Though the spanking had clearly stopped, the touch on the bruised area stung and tickled.
When Liliana let out a soft moan and twisted her waist, Altus’s hand slid between them without permission.
“Hik, wait, Al... hngh.”
The fingers sliding over her parted slit were slick.
Even without seeing, she knew exactly where the liquid had come from.
Her already flushed face grew even redder.
Altus spoke sharply, as if driving a wedge.
"You're wet, Saintess."
“That's what he says.”
Liber chuckled as he responded, fiddling with her nipples.
Liliana truly wished she could disappear somewhere.
Was she going crazy?
Why was she feeling like this here?
Whether sensing her confusion or not, Altus rubbed the damp folds and then spread them open with two fingers.
"Ah…"
“I think this is the first time you’ve gotten this wet, even before being properly touched.”
A firm fingertip rubbed her pearl-like clitoris.
It was the familiar touch of someone who knew her body well.
Liliana shuddered and moaned softly, but the gentle caressing didn’t last long.
Slap!
"Hngh!"
“I didn’t know you liked something like this.”
Repeated blows landed on her already sore buttocks.
The burning heat on her skin barely had a chance to cool.
She had never thought about this before, but every time a palm struck her, her toes curled and a shiver ran down her spine.
This couldn’t be real.
Liliana shook her head violently as if to deny the pleasure she was feeling.
Seeing this, Liber grinned slyly and bit her nipple.
“Sorry, Saintess. I don’t have any experience with this kind of thing.”
Again, a sharp slap made her breasts shake violently.
Liliana screamed.
Yet, every time she twisted her body, she could clearly feel the slickness between her thighs.
“Cut me some slack today, even if I’m clumsy, okay?”
Smack, smack—
Liber’s lips touched Liliana’s cheek and lips in turn.
Suddenly, without warning, a thick finger plunged into her soaking wet entrance.
"Aheung…!"
Her trembling, parted opening welcomed the familiar intrusion.
Liliana arched her back and shuddered.
With each forceful thrust of Altus’s fingers, clear droplets splattered.
"Ah, hnngh, Al-Altus..."
“Tsk, whose wedding night is this anyway?”
Liber stood up, looking down at Liliana, who was sobbing softly.
The sash holding his robe slipped to the floor with a soft thud.
Liliana looked up at him, gasping for breath.
Even as her insides clenched in chaotic spasms, her eyes were drawn to his rigid, upright manhood.
"Liber, hng, this..."
"My cock."
Who didn’t know that?
Liliana wanted to ask, but all she could do was gasp breathlessly as the fingers probing her from beyond the wall moved roughly inside.
Seeing her panting, Liber smirked and ran his palm up along his shaft.
Unlike Altus’s, which was straight and fairly uniform, Liber’s curved slightly upward, with a thicker glans.
Although Altus’s was larger overall, Liber’s seemed better suited to stimulate sensitive spots.
Liliana swallowed nervously without realising it.
“This, now…”
“Ah, we have to, Saintess.”
At that moment, the finger stirring inside her slipped out.
Liliana gasped for breath and looked at the object right in front of her.
His fully engorged manhood was already slick with clear fluid.
The tip of the glans brushed against her lips.
‘What… am I supposed to do with this? Lick it? Suck it?’
She had never done anything like this before — not even once — with the upright and proper Altus.
Just then, a voice called out again from beyond the wall.
“What... are you doing to the Saintess?”
Altus’s voice was calm but carried a restrained anger, as if each word was carefully weighed.
But since he was the one who had just been spanking and fondling the Saintess’s buttocks, Liber just laughed nonchalantly.
“If you’re unhappy, bro, want to switch rooms with me?”
Liber’s thumb gently traced Liliana’s lips.
His thumb then slipped inside, pressing softly against her palate and tongue, as if guiding her.
“I don’t complain when you behave shamelessly, bro. So don’t interfere with this, either.”
Chuckling, Liber withdrew his thumb and slid his cock inside.
Liliana gripped his thigh tightly.
Knowing it was her first time performing oral sex, Liber didn’t push deeply but stopped halfway in.
“Are you okay, Saintess? Because of the shape… it can be tough if I go in too deep.”
His already slick erection filled her mouth tightly.
Liliana, unsure of what to do, gripped Liber’s thigh harder.
Liber moved his hips very slowly, gently kneading her breasts.
As his fingers teased her nipples, Liliana twisted her body in response.
Clink—
Then, a suspicious sound came from beyond the wall.
It was the unmistakable click of a belt being undone.
Startled, Liliana flinched.
“...!”
"Hmm? What's wrong, Saintess? You're doing well."
Liber, apparently unaware of what was happening beyond the wall, stroked Liliana’s hair as he spoke.
His sharp eyes, now softened with satisfaction from having her mouth around him, looked relaxed.
“Saintess, can you try sucking it a little? Just a bit of pressure.”
"U-uh......."
Liliana protested by hitting Libers thigh, and just as he thought he had pushed too far and pulled back slightly—
Fwop!
Something thick pierced her wet opening.
The force of the thrust made Liliana’s body lurch forward.
At the same time, his erection plunged deeper into her mouth.
"...Hngh!"
“Ugh, I told you not to go so deep.”
Liber scowled, muttering a curse barely loud enough to hear.
But Liliana didn’t catch it — Altus had grabbed her hips and was thrusting deeply inside her.
Because of his size and thickness, he usually didn’t go all the way in, but this time he went so deep that his coarse pubic hair brushed against her stinging buttocks.
“This bastard… really has no sense of decency.”
Realising what was happening, Liber glared at the wall with displeasure, then looked back down at Liliana.
Her small, soft body swayed back and forth, taking him in and letting him out repeatedly.
Each time his shaft sank deep into her throat, Liliana’s face flushed bright red, and she made muffled choking sounds, struggling to breathe.
“Saintess, is that guy always like this? On someone else’s first night?”
Liber asked, but Liliana couldn’t answer — understandable, since a large member was repeatedly plunging deep into her throat.
Instead, it was Altus who spoke up.
“Surely there’s a good reason Mother placed the Saintess here, isn’t there?”
“That’s just bullshit — you’re the one pounding away however you please.”
Altus's thick member drove deep into her, stirring the slick, loosened depths of her core.
From time to time, his large palm landed with a loud smack on her still-reddened buttocks.
Each time, Liliana scratched at the floor with her toes, her fingers tightening around Liber’s thigh.
"Making excuses while screwing around on someone else’s wedding night — I'm well acquainted with guys like you, bro. Pretending to be kind and decent, putting on a hypocritical act..."
"Uh, uhhh…"
“What was that, Saintess? I can’t hear you.”
Liber softened his voice and grabbed Liliana’s breasts.
His erection was still deep in her mouth as he roughly kneaded her round breasts and moved his hips.
His face looked oddly resentful.
“Hah, damn it.”
“...”
“Are you okay, Saintess? I didn’t originally intend to go in so deep, but that bastard...”
At that moment, Altus thrust deeply again.
Fwump, fwump—
His slackened scrotum smacked against her wet entrance.
"Hn, nngh... haa..."
Liliana writhed, digging her nails in.
It was an unfair situation — one side pounding hard, the other scratched by nails.
But every time Altus thrust deep, Liliana was pushed forward to take Liber’s member even deeper, so Liber wasn’t at a disadvantage either.
"...It's not my fault, is it?"
Liber stroked Liliana’s hair and wiped away tears from her eyes, but didn’t remove his erection from her mouth, forcing her to swallow him deeply.
Her body shook uncontrollably, making breathing difficult.
Silently, Liliana called out to Goddess Aurora countless times, but mercy was not so easily granted to a saintess who dared to make such lewd wishes on her wedding day.
“Prepare to return to the royal palace. Such disgraceful acts won’t be recognised as the first night.”
“I don’t know about that. If someone catches you sucking me off, everyone will think you and I are involved in that way.”
“This crazy bastard...”
Slap!
Altus’s palm struck Liliana’s helpless buttocks again.
Liliana let out a primal sound with Liber’s member still in her mouth.
As if that were the signal, the thrusting intensified.
Even Liber, who had been holding back somewhat, began moving his hips.
But he was really just reluctantly keeping pace with Altus’s movements.
"Huu, uh... Nngh..."
Her breasts, marked by handprints, shook violently back and forth.
Liliana scratched fiercely at Liber’s thighs and twisted her body.
It wasn't gentle caresses and soft penetration, but rather rough sex following sharp slaps — yet the large cock driven deep to her core made her head burn and sent chills down her spine.
"Ugh... sorry, Saintess."
Liber was the first to climax.
Frowning slightly, he slowed the movements of his hips while holding both of Liliana’s cheeks.
His once-rigid member twitched as it released sticky semen deep into her mouth.
"Huu, mmm..."
As the size of the thing poking at her throat lessened, semen dripped down from the corner of Liliana’s lips.
But the sounds beyond the wall continued unabated — wet flesh slapping with a squelch, squelch, as Liliana moaned softly, almost like a sob.
“...That dull bastard.”
Muttering quietly, Liber quickly pulled out his cock and bent his knees.
Then, he pressed his lips directly against hers, which were still filled with semen.
Liliana couldn’t even spit out the sticky semen and accepted his kiss.
"Hng..."
A slick tongue stirred inside her mouth.
It must have tasted like his own semen, yet he showed no sign of disgust.
Meanwhile, Altus thrust even more violently, as if it were his very first night.
Whether it was the deep penetration or the faint scent of night-blooming flowers lingering in her mouth, Liliana’s vision blurred, and her head spun.
"Ng, ngh..."
The moan she couldn’t release tangled with Liber’s tongue.
Altus, gripping her hips tightly as he thrust upward, bent slightly and rubbed her wet clitoris.
Liliana’s cheeks flushed bright red as she shook her head and clawed at Liber’s shoulder — but their lips remained locked, refusing to part.
Just as the rising pleasure began to consume her...
Her lower abdomen clenched uncontrollably, tightly squeezing the hard shaft inside her.
Semen, thinned with saliva, slid down her throat with a gulp.
Their sealed lips finally parted, creating a gap for her to breathe through.
Between her gasping lips, some of the unswallowed semen dripped out again.
Liber smiled faintly as if satisfied by just that.
“...Good.”
"Hng, eueung, aah..."
Liliana trembled, moaning softly.
She felt the shaft, spent and softening, slip out.
The warm sensation of semen trickling down her thigh followed.
"...Saintess."
Altus, having finished, called her with a slightly hoarse voice.
Liliana did not answer.
"...Are you alright?"
"Are you okay, Saintess?"
The worried voices seemed to come from very far away.
Her whole body felt heavy, like cotton soaked through with water.
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