Taranis's middle finger could only reach halfway into her tight hole, her scorching soft folds pressing against his finger.
Evangeline clenched the bedsheet at her sides, her chest rising and falling as she moaned, "Anh~ anh~"
"You are in this condition with just a single finger," Taranis muttered in a teasing tone, gently moving his finger back and forth to create space for it.
Evangeline didn't reply. She raised her trembling arms toward Taranis and whimpered, "H-hold me... my Lord. L-love me."
Taranis's heart skipped a beat at her adorable demand. He slowly bent forward, one hand still at her flower. With his other hand, he moved the strands of her hair from her face and gently kissed her on the cheek.
"Does it hurt?" he asked, his tone growing so soft that it immediately melted Evangeline's heart.
She shook her head. "Y-your finger feels so good."
