Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil-Novel



"Aaaaaah!"

Almera's mind swirled with conflicting emotions, caught between her growing desires and the reservations she held.

The scene unfolded before Marla, whose presence added an extra layer of complexity to the situation. And for some reason, that complexity was starting to turn on Almera even more than she already was.

·ƈθm Almera found herself torn between the sensations coursing through her body and the thoughts racing in her mind. Eren's touch and advances ignited a passionate response within her, while her rational side struggled to process the situation unfolding around her. Amidst waves of ecstasy, she mustered the strength to voice her objection, her voice trembling with a mix of pleasure and uncertainty.

"Do… ummm… do you take me for a fool? You're merely using the Great Mother's name… aaah… to suit your narrative," Almera gasped, her words interwoven with the throes of passion. "You don't even believe in her divinity."

Marla's palms slammed onto the potioneering desk, resolutely supporting Almera's feeble protest. "That's right, Almera. He doesn't hold true faith in the Great Mother. Stay away from him," Marla urged, her voice laden with concern and jealousy.

Marla's forceful strike threatened to shatter the potioneering table, but Eren, utilizing his own mana, reinforced its structure. With a mischievous grin, he continued his sensual exploration, rubbing his erect member against Almera's now-soaked panties. His hands wandered over her back, accentuating the pleasure coursing through her.

Chuckling, Eren responded to their objections, his voice laced with amusement. "Keke. It's true that I don't believe in the Great Mother. But both of you do, don't you?

I believe it is your duty, as devout followers, to please the man whom your revered Goddess holds in such high regard. Show… Hmmm… show your devotion."

Marla found herself at a loss for words, confronted by Eren's audacious manipulation of the Great Mother's name and his ability to alter Almera's lingering logical reasoning. His words, akin to a divine manipulation, pushed Almera further down the path of surrender to his advances, leaving Marla struggling to formulate a response.

The chilly night air gradually surrendered to the scorching heat of desire as Eren and Almera delved into the depths of their physical connection. Almera's clouded consciousness acknowledged a glimmer of truth in Eren's words. If the Great Mother had bestowed her approval upon him, there seemed to be little reason for Almera to resist his intoxicating touch.

Marla, recognizing the futility of her attempts to intervene, fell silent in the face of the couple's unyielding passion. Observing Almera's complete surrender to Eren, she witnessed Almera's erosion of any lingering hesitations, replaced by a tempestuous surge of desires that consumed her very being. Marla sought solace in a bottle, her indulgence in intoxication intensifying as she bore witness to the unabashed display of affection.

In a bid to distance herself from the intimate spectacle, Marla retreated from her previous position, finding respite upon a plush bed nestled in a secluded corner of the treehouse, near a window. Even from her new vantage point, she maintained a clear view of Eren and Almera's entanglement.

However, Marla soon discovered that she could not play as a mere spectator. Her desires had gained an unwelcome control over her, compelling her to explore the sensitive contours of her own body with trembling hands. Her touch gravitated toward her big breasts, yielding to the intoxicating allure of the scene unfolding before her.

Eren emanated an aura of untamed masculine sensuality, his chiseled physique adorned with intricate Amazonian tattoos. His long, ebony locks cascaded over his face, adding to his wild and alluring appearance. Veiled by a wrap-around cloth, his erect manhood teased from beneath, heightening the air of anticipation.

Moonlight filtered through the ceiling window, casting an ethereal glow upon Almera's figure, accentuating her untamed allure. Her visage exuded a mix of excitement and desire, mirroring the sensations coursing through her body under Eren's intrusive touch.

Eren relinquished all restraint, fully embracing the power of his Sin of Lust Ability. He made the conscious choice to brand Almera with its intoxicating influence. It was true that he had already secured her loyalty. However, his Ability held the potential to elevate Almera's ranking status, an outcome he had previously witnessed when he tested it on Agatha. With this knowledge in mind, Eren felt no need to withhold its power.ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovel(F)ɪre

As Eren activated the Sin of Lust: Mist of Lust Ability to its fullest extent, his elemental manifestations materialized, surrounding him in a swirling dance of abstract Wind mana. Drawing upon his mastery of the wind element, he forged an ethereal connection with Almera and her ranking path. After all, she was a wind-element Ranger.

A flurry of minuscule wind-element blades materialized, encircling Eren and Almera in a mesmerizing dance. With precise control, the blades swiftly shredded their garments into infinitesimal fragments that dissipated into the air, leaving no trace behind. Despite their razor-sharp nature and infused Expert-ranked Wind-element mana, the blades left Almera unscathed.

Naked and exposed, the couple looked at each other, their desire palpable in the charged atmosphere. Almera reclined upon the potioneering table, her body an irresistible invitation for Eren. With a hungry gaze, Eren took in the sight of Almera's alluring form, her arms outstretched in an enticing embrace, her legs parted to reveal the glistening essence between her legs.

No words were necessary as their eyes communicated a thousand desires. Almera, under the intoxicating influence of the Mist of Lust, gazed at Eren with an insatiable longing, her vision clouded as if she were intoxicated by Frostfoam, surpassing Marla's state.

Eren's attention shifted briefly, noticing Marla indulging in her own sensual exploration from her bed. She was fingering herself as she looked at Eren's erect manhood. Her carnal hunger had only grown after she was exposed to the Mist of Lust.

A knowing chuckle escaped his lips as he absorbed the sight. "Keke. This is precisely what I meant by enjoying life's bounties when they are offered to me," he murmured, a mischievous amusement lacing his words.

Aware of Marla's presence as the sole audience to their encounter, Eren resolved to deliver a captivating performance, ensuring a show that would leave a lasting impression.

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AN: VEH will have a mini mass release tomorrow. ;)