Chapter 200: Nectar Covered Sex

Kalon pushed Thea up against a wall made of vine and trees.

As he did, the wall cracked slightly, and nectar started to spill from it.

The sweet nectar immediately began to splash and pour from the wall, raining down on Thea like a fountain. It covered her modern earth clothing.

"Ah..." Thea moaned at the uncomfortable feeling.

They were left with no other choice but to remove her clothing.

Kalon helped strip her down, whilst groping her at the same time. He removed her shirt, lifting it from over her head and watched her D-cup breasts bounce free.

He stared at them, pink nipples erect, breasts sagging gently due to gravity, blue veins very slightly visible beneath the skin.

They were beautiful and delectable.

He groped using his nectar covered hand, massaging it into her fat breasts like oil.

"K-kalon... It’s all sticky..." Her voice was trembly, especially when Kalon massaged those pink buttons that were her nipples.

Once her chest was shiny and lubricated with the nectar, he took one breast in both of his hands and sucked at the nipple.

"Ngahhh—"

It was sweet to the taste, and Thea naked body arched into him from the pleasure.

Kalon kept sucking while the nectar continued to pour down from the cracked vine wall.

It ran over Thea’s shoulders, over his hands, over the soft fat of her breasts, and down her stomach in thick shiny lines. Her modern clothes were already ruined on the floor. There was no point stopping now.

He pulled his mouth off her nipple and dragged her pants down next. Underwear followed. Thea stepped out of them awkwardly, skin already sticky, blue eyes hazy. More nectar splashed across her hips and thighs until she was glossy with it from chest to knees.

Kalon pushed her fully back against the living wall and shoved two fingers between her legs.

She was wet before the nectar even got there. The sweet fluid only made it filthier. His fingers slid into her easily, pushing deep while his thumb rubbed over her clit. Thea’s mouth fell open.

"Ahh— Kalon— it’s so good—"

He could tell from the way her pussy was reacting.

He fingered her hard enough to make the nectar on her thighs froth slightly around his hand, and her own liquids to spill from her.

Thea’s D-cup breasts bounced with every movement, shiny and slick, nipples still wet from the nectar. She grabbed at his shoulders and left sticky handprints on his shirt.

Kalon stripped himself down with his free hand. When his cock came free, Thea looked at it through half-lidded eyes, face red, body trembling. He hooked one of her legs up around his waist, lined up, and pushed inside her in one thrust.

"Nnhhaah—!"

Thea’s head hit the vine wall. Nectar poured over both of them as Kalon started fucking her.

Her pussy was tight and soaked, and the nectar coating her skin made every slap of his hips against her sound wetter than normal. Her breasts dragged against his chest, slippery and soft.

Kalon groped one of them while he thrust deeper.

"You’re dripping," he muttered.

"It’s the nectar— ahh— it’s everywhere— it makes it feel ten times better!"

She was right. It ran down her stomach and onto the place where his cock was buried in her. It coated his shaft on every pullback.

Thea’s ass squeaked against the living wall each time he drove back in. She moaned openly now, no longer trying to stay quiet in the empty cathedral.

Kalon turned her around.

Thea’s hands braced against the vine wall, back arched, plump ass pushed out toward him. Nectar poured over her shoulder blades and down the crease of her back.

He spread her ass cheeks first to catch a glimpse of her holes from behind. Her asshole was lubricated with nectar, making it shine, and her pussy was pink and messy from the pounding.

He grabbed her hips and entered her pussy from behind, watching her soft cheeks bounce against him. The sight of her nectar-covered body bent over in the cathedral made him thrust harder.

"Kalon— Kalon— I’m—"

He fucked her through the first climax.

Thea’s legs almost gave out as she came, pussy clamping down around him, a broken cry leaving her throat. More nectar spilled from the cracked wall and washed over her trembling back. Kalon held her up and kept going, using the slickness to drive deeper while she was still shaking.

Thea could barely stand. Her breasts hung under her, heavy and shining, swinging with every thrust. Her blue eyes were glassy. Her mouth stayed open around continuous moans. Every inch of her from neck to thighs was coated in sticky sweetness.

Kalon reached around and rubbed her clit while he buried himself to the base.

"Again," he said, urging her to climax once more.

"I can’t— I— ahhh—"

She could.

Thea came a second time even harder, nearly collapsing against the wall as her pussy spasmed around his cock.

That finished him. Kalon slammed in deep and emptied into her, thick pulses of cum mixing with nectar inside her and spilling back out around his shaft.

He held her there through it, hips pressed tight to her sticky ass, until both of them were spent.

They sank down together.

Thea ended up on the cathedral floor on her back, completely naked, chest heaving.

This was no way that the daughter of a top tier fighter should look.

Nectar and cum covered her breasts, stomach, and thighs. Her legs were still weakly open. Her blue eyes stared up at the green-lit ceiling without focus, body marked and pleasured until she could not hide any of it.

Kalon was still catching his breath beside her when footsteps approached from the inner corridor.

Nyphara and Yildaphia entered the cathedral.

Both priestesses stopped at the sight in front of them.

Thea lay on the floor in an open mess of nectar and sex, human skin glossy under the sweet fluid, breasts rising and falling,

Kalon’s cum still visible between her thighs. The cracked vine wall continued to drip behind her.

Nyphara smiled, whilst the newer priestess Yildaphia stared with widened eyes, nectar forming on her cheeks.

The head priestess lowered herself into a deep bow, heavy green breasts hanging forward with the motion. Yildaphia followed immediately, smaller and quieter, head down in the same show of respect.

"Light Bringer," Nyphara said clearly. "It’s an honour to have you bless our cathedral. Who is your friend?"