The Noble Lady of Lust

Chapter 433: The Purification Ritual (3)(R18)(Threesome)

The euphoria and pleasure were at their peak, but inevitably there was a limit. Seraphina began to sense that Astrid’s limit was approaching; she started to move—after all, the elixir given by the goddess could not be wasted.

She quickly seized Astrid and, with practiced ease, turned her around; then, without breaking her rhythm, she guided her toward the bed and laid her on top of Leyla.

Leyla continued her task with the same unwavering devotion, not stopping even as Astrid’s weight settled over her.

Seraphina adjusted Astrid’s position, drawing their centers close together—ensuring that the sharing of the elixir about to take place would be seamless.

”Aaah, mmmggh!!~!💞”

Astrid, who felt herself growing increasingly full of the precious elixir, was in a state of ecstasy; the satisfaction she was feeling was overwhelming.

Meanwhile, Leyla, who was now beneath her, looked up at her and saw a face filled with ecstasy and pure lust.

Astrid’s face had completely fallen apart—her expression twisted into a perfect ahegao, so utterly lost in pleasure that it seemed as though not a single trace of sanity remained.

That look alone was enough to stir something deeper in Leyla; driven by it, she began to move her hands with greater urgency, her touch growing faster and more intense as she gave herself over to the rising pleasure.

”Aaah!~ Sister Phina~❤️❤️💕”

Click!

As soon as she sensed that Astrid could no longer hold her elixir, Seraphina sprang into action: she pulled out her purifying staff, put the plug back in place, and, without further ado, looked for another place to deposit her elixir...

”Oh!! Sister Phina, this is... oh!, oh!!!”

That was when Leyla was taken by surprise. Leyla felt it: she felt how Seraphina was about to insert the large, hot staff into her back door.

She felt the large head pressing against her tight bud; she felt the burning heat and how it sought a way to invade her.

No, in fact, she was already being invaded; the large wand was only at the entrance, but the elixir was already being deposited inside her, causing her insides to react and Leyla to tense up immediately, as she was taken by surprise.

”Yes, take the great purification.”

”Aah!, yes, sister, m-may it all be for the goddess, ahh!~ oh, yes~ ❤️❤️💕”

Hhhrrrpphh... mmmplp... thwppshhh...

Seraphina didn’t linger any longer at the entrance and finally made an aggressive thrust that drove her deep into Leyla’s core, continuing to fill her as if she had no limit.

It didn’t seem normal; at least to her, it was unusual; it seemed like it would simply never end.

Now more than ever, Seraphina felt as though she were experiencing a kind of revelation; the revelation had come to her, and somehow, Aeloria had broken through her limitations for the sake of this ritual.

”Ohhh, it feels so good! ❤️mmmnhg!... Sister Phina, ❤️️❤️💕️”

Leyla, feeling the thick, hot, and abundant elixir inside her, as well as Seraphina’s rough and intense thrusting, Leyla was already lost in the peak of it.

Her hands never slowed, moving with mounting urgency over her most sensitive spot, chasing a pleasure that refused to settle.

Above her, Astrid let the milky elixir spill and trail down, each drop adding to the heat, the slickness, the overwhelming sensation, until it all blurred into a single, intoxicating ascent that showed no sign of stopping.

Everything became denser. More intense. More primal.

With her insides being invaded and the sensation of the elixir falling onto her flower, she simply couldn’t stop; she grew more and more intense, as if seeking to match the sensations she was feeling.

Her body no longer obeyed logic. Only stimulation.

Seraphina did not slow. Her movements had lost all trace of human rhythm—deep, relentless, and unrestrained, driving forward with a rough intensity that seemed to defy any physical limit.

Plack!

”Ahhh!—Sister Phina!💕💕”

A sharp sound echoed as her hand struck Astrid’s soft flesh; with that tempting curve right in front of her, not doing so would have felt almost unnatural,

sending the impact rippling through her body and drawing another moan from her lips. The sensation coursed through Astrid, awakening a fresh wave of pleasure.

Seraphina felt a surge of satisfaction from it, yet the continuous ecstasy was clouding her thoughts, threatening to consume her reason; even so, she did her best to remain aware in that crucial moment.

¡Plsshhhhh!... ¡plsshhhhh!... ¡slkktkk!..

After some time of relentless motion, she felt the need for another change. Drawing back slightly, she repositioned her great sacred staff, this time directing it toward Leyla’s most sensitive point—truly surrendering herself, body and soul, to what was unfolding.

”I can feel it... this is Aeloria’s great, hot blessing, give me more, I am your faithful believer~❤️💕💕.”

Leyla, sensing the change and feeling herself being filled to the brim with elixir, fell into an even greater frenzy.

”Ahhh! Sister Leyla, wait, I—mmmgh!❤️”

In her ecstasy, she grabbed Astrid’s breasts and began kneading them without any regard, taking the inverted nipples into her mouth as she sucked hard.

This stimulated Astrid. And, in fact, Leyla wasn’t the only one who hadn’t been gentle with herself earlier.

Seraphina had reignited her desire; her brief respite made her realize that it still hadn’t been enough.

She might have been full, but she wanted more, so she also brought one of her hands to her soft petals and began rubbing them vigorously.

She longed to be filled again; she wanted more. Her pure and generous heart had turned greedy: she wanted more of Aeloria’s grace and to be invaded by that enormous sacred staff.

She was already releasing much of her own moisture and the elixir onto the great staff that was persistently sliding in and out of Leyla.

The three of them were creating a mess, a much-needed mess in this purification ritual.

That intense gesture that Astrid made toward herself caught Seraphina’s attention.

But, curiously, as if Astrid could sense her gaze even though she had her back to her, she paused in her intese movement and, with her wet fingers, opened her wet petals as if inviting her to enter.

Not only that: she was wiggling her juicy behind to tempt him even more. Astrid was being very bold, driven solely by the dark desire to want more.

Thwack!

”Ahhh!~💕💕”

Seraphina delivered another hard slap, as if scolding her for having such dark desires at this sacred moment, but that only seemed to make Astrid even more greedy, and she continued to wiggle her big butt, tempting her.

Seraphina felt her blood boil even more at such a deplorable act.

”Huh?... AaaaAAAAAaaaaaaAAHHH!.”

And at that moment, perhaps because of what she was feeling, her thrusting became so intense that she crossed a line she shouldn’t have, penetrating even deeper into Leyla and driving her completely wild; her own face was contorted with euphoria and pleasure, an indescribable pleasure.

”Noooooo, not thereee! Aahhh, sweetheart!~💕💕💕”

Pshhh ... Shlk ... schlk... splish

Leyla seemed to be entering a state where she was saying nonsensical things, and Seraphina didn’t care.

Although she tried to stay lucid to carry out this ritual, she was also losing herself, and even more so because she had entered a strange state where she simply couldn’t stop.

Believing that her goddess Aeloria was giving her the strength, she continued.

Once again, she felt how Leyla had also run out of space, but she simply couldn’t stop.

So she stopped worrying about wasting it; besides, she couldn’t ignore the tempting, shameless invitation asking her to penetrate her with her great sacred staff.

So she tried to pull out of Leyla, but it seemed she’d gotten a little stuck, so she put more force into it and—

”Nooo, I’m going to break, Sto— AAAhhhH❤️❤️🖤”

She forcefully pulled out of Leyla’s warm interior. As she did, Leyla began to thrash about more violently, but Seraphina was focused on her own task and immediately moved inside Astrid.

The position made everything fluid and fast.

”Ahhh!, so deep! ❤️, oh big sister Phina, more, give me more❤️💕”

Astrid was already in a state of intense euphoria, and just feeling that big, thick rod inside her again was enough to push her over that sweet, dangerous precipice into endless pleasure and madness; a pleasure so corrupt that it went against all the doctrines of Aeloria, but she didn’t care.

She felt Seraphina grab her waist and move wildly.

”More! Harder! Don’t stop, please! ❤️💞💞!!”

She didn’t hesitate to ask for more; she wanted to reach the true climax of this ritual, no matter if she was destroyed along the way. She wanted more, she wanted far more than she could bear.

”Aaah... me too...more... !”

But Astrid wasn’t the only one; Leyla, who had seemed to be losing her mind just a moment ago, quickly regained her composure, and she, too, seemed to want more.

She began thrusting her hips upward, pressing herself against Astrid as if begging for more and tempting Seraphina with a vulgar, profane movement.

But Seraphina understood: even though it seemed that way, it was part of the purification, and even though both were saturated with elixir, it was normal to want more; devotion to their goddess was never enough.

”Yess!!💕💞”

She understood she had to be fair; she pulled her large staff out of Astrid and went to Leyla, invading her entire interior once more to the very end and beyond, and continued to pour into her, even as it all overflowed.

”Sister Phina! More, don’t stop, I’m almost about to—!”

But Astrid wanted more too, and she didn’t seem to like being neglected. Seraphina faced a momentary dilemma, but she remembered: she was the most blessed of Aeloria, and her goddess had granted her the ability to bestow elixir efficiently.

At that moment, a second sacred staff began to emerge from her, and in that position—where Leyla and Astrid’s sacred places were mere centimeters apart—it entered Astrid without interruption.

”Oh my God! ❤️... Yes!!...don’t stop, please! 💞”

”MmnngHH!!~💞! Right there! ❤️”

Seraphina was now releasing her elixir into both of them at the same time, leaving them both thoroughly satisfied.

”Uuughhh!!”

Gush!... gush!...gush!...

But being in two places at once seemed to send Seraphina into a frenzy, and she began to release an immense surge of elixir, staining and flooding the insides of both of them.

They both felt this and felt vulnerable; they felt swept away by an intense, uncontrolled storm.

Both feared losing themselves and, instinctively, began to hug each other tightly, so much so that their breasts were deformed as they were crushed against one another.

That brought their faces as close as they could get, and the inevitable happened: an intense kiss began between them.

Neither of them cared; in fact, it wasn’t the first time this had happened.

What mattered now was holding on to something to weather that intense storm of pleasure and ecstasy.

Plsshhhhh!... Plack! Plsshhhhh!... Slkktkk!... Plack.

The thrusts and slaps echoed loudly through the room.

”Mngh... aaah... slurp...~❤️❤️💕”

”Mngh~ mmmh...~❤️❤️💕”

Muffled moans, wet sounds, constant friction... it all built up, intensifying without stopping.

Seraphina finally lost control completely. Being between them, feeling their reactions, their bodies, their movements, their heat... it was too much to keep her sanity.

Slrrrppp... skkshhhh... splrrpp...

But she didn’t stop.

She pumped and kept pumping, ceaselessly depositing the sacred elixir. She hadn’t stopped, no, she couldn’t stop.

She kept releasing a vast amount, without any sense or logic; it was something that could only be explained by some divine intervention.

The three of them sank into that state, gradually losing their identity, their reason... leaving only one thing.

Devotion.

And.

Pleasure.

It was a pleasure that truly had no description or name.

...

”haaahh...hhaaaahh~”

It was after who knows how long that Seraphina finally finished, in what she, who kept track, considered her longest release.

”Praise be to Aloria... ugh...”

It was an achievement supposedly brought about by Aeloria’s divine intervention, and she didn’t forget to thank her for it; it was one of the best things she had ever experienced, and she felt fortunate that it all revolved around something dedicated to her pure goddess.

Bang!.

As soon as she finished, she fell backward... and Seraphina was swallowed by darkness.

..

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