writhed underneath his pressure. Andreas, to his dismay, was aroused by Evaâs movements and he felt himself harden. The demon inside Eva smiled. âYou want to lick my wet pussy, priest? Come to me. I will spread my legs wide. I will clamp my cunt on your mouth. You can eat me from the inside.â
Andreas held the cross that hung around his neck towards Eva. He prayed fervently, but Eva just smiled. The demon was too strong for mere prayers. Despite this, Father Andreas kept his eyes closed and continued praying, his taut balls pressing against Evaâs lower belly, his erection harder and more urgent than it had ever been. The demon inside Eva kept spouting profanities and continued its lewd barrage of the ways they could pleasure each other. She was quieter now, more seductive, trying to lure Father Andreas into a loverâs intimacy.
He continued his prayers, trying to block out the demonâs words, but he feared that he was too weak to resist. Eva then violently squirmed underneath Father Andreas, almost knocking him off her. And so he was forced to lie on top of her, his erection pressing against her belly, with only the thin cloth of his black robe between them. He grabbed her hands and subdued her once more. He could smell her sweat and what he thought was sex emanating from her. But then a change came over her face and lightness settled and the demon departed again, if only for a moment.
âI am so sorry. It is not me!â Sister Eva wailed helplessly. She shifted a little under Andreas and he hitched his breath. As he made to release her, she begged him, âPlease. Donât move. In case it comes back.â
Andreas remained where he was, pressed chest to chest, belly to belly, on top of the naked Eva, staring into her eyes. A tear pooled in the corner of one. âI will save you,â Andreas promised.
Evaâs lips separated, just a little. Andreas wanted to kiss her, more than anything he had ever wanted before, but she was in pain, and she needed his strength and his skill as an exorcist right now, not his affection or lust.
âWhat does it want?â he asked her. âDoes it talk to you? You must know.â
Eva nodded. She knew but could not say it.
âYou must tell me.â
Eva shook her head. âIt is too awful.â
Andreas was captivated by this beautiful woman and it was taking all of his 38 years of self-control not to ravish her as he covered her with his body. Yet he was afraid to release her in case the demon returned. âTell me. We donât have much time,â Andreas pleaded.
Eva looked away, afraid. âI was cursed because the wife thought I was making love with her husband. I wasnât,â she said, without meeting Andreasâs eyes.
âOf course. I know that,â Andreas reassured her.
Eva continued, still avoiding his face. âThe demon inside me. He wants me soiled. He will not let go unless I have been debased. Made impure.â
Andreasâs heart went out to her. The shame of what she was saying was overwhelming. A woman who had devoted her life to purity and goodness would now only be healed if she was tarnished. But would Eva ever recover from such an act?
All of a sudden Evaâs body jerked â the demon had returned. âYou know what I want. Fuck me now, priest. Fuck the little innocent until she howls.â
Andreas did not know how to react. He knew his prayers and holy water and cross would be useless. The demon kept spouting obscenities, making Andreas even more aroused despite himself, and yet angrier that such an evil being could possess such a pure-hearted woman.
â⦠Lick you until you come,â the demon whispered and Andreas did the only thing he could. He leaned forward and kissed Eva gently. The kiss was chaste at first, an innocent attempt at quelling a ravenous demon, but then it turned deeper. Andreas wanted to stop, but he couldnât. He felt the kiss being
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