The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 42.1
Derrick’s penis was still erect when he pulled it out of Judith. And the Duchess could not understand: why doesn’t he get tired? Red veins were visible on the penis, and sperm flowed out of it, coating the hard column with liquid.
“You should take more and deeper of this,” he looked at the ejaculatory fluid flowing along the head to the very base, after which he inserted his penis firmly into Judith again.
Even if the Duchess had already reached climax, every touch and penetration sent a shiver of pleasure through her body, because every millimeter of her was still sensitive.
“It’s… It’s so hard,” Judith said, trying to hide her ragged breathing.
“If it’s hard for you, then you should spread your legs wider, wife,” the girl obeyed Derrick, tightly squeezing the sheet with her hands.
The demon looked at this, lifted her by the waist and put a pillow. His every movement seemed affectionate and very caring, as if he were a truly loving husband caring about his wife’s condition.
Judith could never have imagined that the morning after tea would be so tense. Now she even regretted a little that she didn’t get up a little later and didn’t have time to enjoy the warm bed a little longer. Even when the sex and lovemaking ended, the Duchess felt too tired, as if she would no longer be able to get up at all due to lack of strength.
Lying on the demon’s hand, Judith thought about yesterday. Of course, the tea party went well, even the rumors about Sylvia disappeared suspiciously quickly. And now the Duchess remembered the sacred ceremony of consecration of the Empire, which should take place in a few days.
“Sooner or later we will have to attend the consecration ceremony in the temple,” Judith understood that Derrick could not remain in captivity forever.
The Duke was obliged to appear in high circles. Thus, he could instill confidence in the investors who invested capital in the business, as well as many other families with whom he collaborated. With his appearance, Derrick will dispel various grotesque rumors that still trouble the capital.
— Derrick, can you go to the temple?
– This is a kind of blessing ceremony… It is given to us by the highest holy power. And you are a demon… Will everything be okay?
Although Judith did not know all the details of the coexistence of angels and demons, she knew for sure that the Devil was a dark and evil creature. And their powers certainly go against the saints, like black and white. Therefore, the Duchess could not even imagine what would happen if Derrick did attend the consecration.
The man touched her silver hair, which was carelessly scattered on the bed.
“Blessing,” he lifted her head and placed it on the pillow instead of his hand, after which he gently stroked Judith’s cheek. – So people have a religion… Do you believe in God?
In fact, the Empire is not a country where the priesthood is very popular. Of course, there were enough believers in the temple, but this is not so significant in comparison with the power of the head of the country. And faith was not strong enough to devote my entire life to God.
If this were so, then Derrick would hardly be sitting here now – with the Duchess. Most likely, the priests would have had it long ago.
“Sometimes I just need something I can lean on,” and that was enough faith for Judith to send donations and attend ceremonies.
Of course, all status people with money can do this, but Judith still put a slightly different meaning into her actions, sometimes offering small prayers. One could often hear that religion is just an empty scripture. According to these people, the temple and priesthood exist only to penetrate the fragile and weakened mind of man and subsequently give him vain expectations.
Judith was direct proof that sometimes this judgment is true. Often, in order for everything to go well, she could pray without making any special efforts to change the situation for the better. And when the girl was completely desperate, not knowing what to do, she looked for God. At such moments, the world seemed to completely dim, turning into a dark cage.
“This is both the strength and weakness of religion.” But, unfortunately, there is no God in this world,” Derrick said, pulling a cigar out of his drawer. His voice was firm.
Although Judith was not an ardent fan of the faith, it was still offensive to hear such words, because her values were denied in any case.