Chapter 453 The Divine Feminine Pt. 2 *
453 The Divine Feminine Pt. 2 *
Erica wondered just how enticing the sight of a naked Abaddon could be.
Afterall, the guy walked around without a shirt 24-7 anyway, so how much more tantalizing could the sight of him become?
The answer was 'Very.'
With his body bare of any fabric or jewelry other than the nine rings that he never took off, his one of a kind figure could be fully appreciated, and she took her time to mesmerize every detail.
Erica had heard that Abaddon used to be a lot leaner and even shorter when he first recovered from his sickness, but now she couldn't see any trace of it.
He was a sublime vision of a man, with a body sculpted from incomparable material and desire made physical.
Every muscle, hair follicle, tendon or layer of fat was arranged in just such a way that she could not help but physically crave him, even without the marking.
As a half incubus, most would equate the appearance of Abaddon to something craven that was designed only to make potential partners lose their panties and inhibitions.
And while that was in-part true, the effect was more nuanced than that.
To look at him bare was to want him, to love him, and to condemn yourself to a life where you can think of nothing but a life with him.
Erica shyly reached out to place a hand on Abaddon's chest and a small bolt of dopamine reverberated throughout her brain.
His dark bronze skin suddenly felt so much softer than it did earlier.
This combined with the dull heat rolling off his body from arousal gave her the feeling that she was rubbing against a velvet blanket.
Abaddon smiled softly at Erica's behavior.
Though she was behaving so confidently and sultry before, she was now behaving like she was incapable of moving past her rampant fascination.
"How can you be so… perfect?" She asked in a shallow voice.
"Funny… I was going to ask you the same thing."
Abaddon had been mesmerized by Erica's figure ever since he stepped into the shower.
He was a sucker for women with meat on their bones, and Erica had plenty to spare in all of the right places.
Her thighs were plump and juicy, her breasts were bountiful and nurturing, and her butt was so large that he could make out it's shape even while standing in front of her.
For a competent warrior, her body was surprisingly soft and cuddly.
'I want to rub her stomach…'
Erica stopped just shy of kissing Abaddon again and instead bit him hard just above his nipple.
"Ow. What's that for?"
"I don't know…somehow you just suddenly pissed me off and I felt like I had to…? I'm surprised too."
'Women's intuition is scary… I'll wait until she's sleeping before I go for it.'
Taking this as a game, Abaddon bit Erica on the shoulder.
He thought he might have bitten her hard enough, but she let out a soft moan as if he'd just given her a light peck.
She smirked provacatively as she looked down at the bright red mark that she was sure would stick.
"That felt good… give me more."
The searing piece of iron pressed against her stomach twitched in excitement momentarily and made her yelp in excitement.
Abaddon lifted Erica up and wrapped her legs around his waist comfortably.
At her request, he kissed her passionately before moving to her neck and then clavicle.
Abaddon was thorough, leaving a surplus of bright red marks along her soft pink skin that acted as testimonies of his feelings for her.
As he held her underneath the steaming water, he forcefully took one of her breasts into his mouth as he squeezed her butt with his fingers.
Her skin had a subtle, but very sweet peach flavor that not even the water could dilute, and the taste only became stronger as her nipple hardened in his mouth.
Erica's soft moans slowly degraded into whimpers.
She was no stranger to pleasures of the flesh and was even a bit of a masturbation addict.
But nearly everything else that Abaddon did to her felt so good that she could hardly stand it.
Were he a prostitute, she would have given him her house, jewels, heirlooms, whatever he required to ensure that this bliss never had to end.
"M-More..! I want you to completely make me forget about the past thousand years without you!"
"I'm seeing so many cute sides of you today… I'm going to make you show me everything."
Releasing Erica temporarily, Abaddon forced her against the stained glass wall of the bathroom and left a trail of bite marks down her spine.
Normally Abaddon would have savored the taste of his new wife in full but he was desperate.
And they had all night together for him to get fully acquainted with all of her body's characteristics.
Pressing his body against hers, he bent her body so that she was framed at just the right angle and brushed his member against her leaking garden.
The sheer smell of her arousal was so mortifyingly intoxicating that it but the strongest aphrodisiac to shame.
Abaddon gritted his teeth as he slowly started pushing himself into Erica.
She was the tightest he had ever experienced and he had to forgoe his urge to shove his entire length in at once.
He was far too big to just push everything inside of her in one go- no matter what his instincts were screaming for him to do.
Even if he could prevent her from feeling the pain of being torn, her body could certainly still be damaged since she wasn't a sex goddess or half succubus.
But even though he had to go at a slower pace at the beginning, Erica's body was heavenly.
She was sticky like Lisa, as tight as Lailah, and as audible as Valerie.
Her moans were dangerously loud and filled his ears like a delightful chorus that came from the depths of her very soul and body.
She felt Abaddon finally poke at her deepest place and her being trembled while he came to a complete standstill.
"You… stopped.." she said through shaky breaths.
Reaching from behind, Abaddon grabbed her by the throat and forced her to look at him directly.
"I just wanted to see your face… when I gave you the rest."
Pushing his hips forward, Abaddon brushed past her cervix and forcefully pried open her uterus so that he could knock against the back of her womb.
As he expected, the thrill he felt when Erica's eyes glossed over and she screamed with all of her might was almost better than the sex itself.
Now that she was adjusted, Abaddon went after her relentlessly.
While he continued to thrust into her at a rapid, and strong pace, he used one of his hands to keep her locked in eye contact with him, and another hand that was relentlessly attacking her clit.
Firmly twirling it between his thumb and forefinger, he robbed her of her ability to speak or cry out as she was overcome with so much raw pleasure that she could do nothing but breathe so hard that it was like she'd just embarked on a marathon.
Her first orgasm had come hard and fast the moment that he shoved the full length of his member inside of her earlier, and she had been on a long and arduous rollercoaster ever since.
With her tongue already rolling out of her mouth lazily, Abaddon intertwined it with his own as he filled her mind with his obsessive and loving delirium.
And much to his surprise.. she was of the mind to respond back in kind.
'I should have come to get you sooner…'
'P-Please don't leave me alone again~'
'For the rest of my life, I will never let you go..'
'H-Hold me tighter..! Bruise me..!'
'You are my wife..'
'You are my… everything~'
'You will never be able to escape from me..'
'I-I don't want to..!'
'I want you to need me.. just as badly as I need you..!'
"I-I always have!!"
Erica screamed out as she had another hard orgasm that caused her to lose control of her bodily functions.
As she bathed Abaddon's pelvis in her own fluids, he finally reached the first limit of his own endurance and held her unbelievably tight as he unleashed everything he had backed up inside of her.
There was a brief flash of light, and a dark, mystical tattoo appeared on Erica's pubic area just beneath her crown of red hair.
Abaddon lowered Erica to the ground and prepared to go for an even rougher second round right away but something strange happened.
The moment a true union was established between them, he started to feel really strange and he got a bad headache.
The next thing he knew, he was crashing down on top of his tenth wife, who had already fainted.
He completely missed the moment where Erica's entire body started to glow like a lightbulb, and she disappeared from the bathroom not long after.
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Sunlight crept into the closed eyes of the dragon god, and he let out a disapproving growl as he covered his head with the blankets so that he could return to his peaceful darkness.
But there was one thing he did notice.
'These… don't feel like my blankets..?'
Begrudgingly, Abaddon opened his eyes and sat up; allowing him to realize that he was still in Erica's home, in her bedroom.
His mind was still feeling a bit fuzzy from their first night together but irregardless of that fact he sought her out as if the need to feel the skin of one of his wives was instinctual.
"Mmh.."
Suddenly, Abaddon realized that there was a person lying next to him, also forced under the cover by sunlight.
She started to stir when she felt him moving around, and Abaddon felt his breath get caught in his throat for the first time.
Never before had a woman's beauty left him so speechless.
So dumbfounded with it's majesty.
This moment was even more impactful because he had absolutely never seen this person before.
But she was like a living wet dream for him nonetheless.
Suddenly, the naked woman woke up after feeling him move around and she rubbed her eyes in a sleepy manner.
"Good morning, babe… it's too early to be up, come lay back down."
The woman held out her arms in a very familiar, baby-like gesture, and Abaddon's heart began to beat so violently that they could hear it in the quiet room.
Her eyes. Her voice. Those two things confirmed what he already felt within his very soul to be true, but he still needed to hear an audible confirmation.
"That's you right…? …Girls?"
The woman looked down at her figure and smiled somewhat mischievously.
"Look what we can do. Pretty cool, huh?"
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