Translations:Codex: Tower of Trials/309/en

“Do you,” she sighed, her voice’s languor betraying the way she moved faster and faster, “thief Ritten of the Holy Church, swear to love, honor, and - above all else - obey my every whimsy, my every desire, my every lust, longing, and order?” Her hands went to his, sliding his ravenous grip to the swell of her rear, encouraging him to grope as much of her supple derriere as he could. Fuck, but her body was luscious. Every inch of it Amazonian perfection. He was so close, he just had to get through the vows, just had to-