Chapter 604: Devouring A Goddess
The goddess opened her eyes, awaken from a long dream.
She had seen everything, felt everything. From young innocence to absolute heartbreak, she felt in all within the course of Laz’s memories. And she had dragged him along for the ride as well, something she didn’t know would cause him so much hurt.
She had thought that remembering his love would be a joyous and fun occasion and that engulfing him within the memories as she shared them as well would put him in a good mood considering what she had almost done to him, but instead what she had dragged him through was an emotional rollercoaster of feelings that sliced opened a wound that had only barely begun to heal. What’s more, the wound was now within her as well, her goddess powers having amplified every pleasurable orgasm and every blood stained tear drop.
Within her very being, the godhood she had achieved had felt wilted and ruined, like a house plant left without water for weeks, dried up and shriveled, hence why she had tried to find out about the nature of her power. She had been trying for almost two hundred years and had not even taken a step in the right direction in all that time.
Yet now her body and spirit felt like it was overflowing, drowning in tears and pain, yet touched by something so warm and wonderful she didn’t even know how to express it.
Turning to face the man who the memories belonged to, she saw the pain from his experience mirrored in his eyes, the tears streaming down his face were like a perfect reflection of her own. HIs were from pain, hers from understanding.
And she had caused this boy such agony.
Aphrodite, the goddess of love who’s body and demeanor exuded a natural charm that was almost impossible for any man to resist, had never even kissed a man before, or a woman for that matter. But in that moment, she couldn’t resist leaning forward and pressing her blood red, full lips to his own, the salty taste of tears adding an exotic seasoning to the activity.
Laz responded in kind, taken aback by what he felt. He didn’t deny that Aphrodite was a rare beauty, one of which would fit the role of goddess of love perfectly, but he had met many rare beauties in the last few years and was bonded to several of them. He had even already bedded the mother of this goddess of love. Yet even then, something gripped him in a powerful way and wouldn’t let go, causing the blood within him to pump fiercely through his veins.
’The innate trait of the Asura to dominate cannot be ignored, no matter how weak the bloodline may be. But within that bloodline lies a power that once dominated the universe. When you feed it’s will, it grows stronger, So feed it, my dear one. Feed it with the virgin blood of this goddess and let it fill you with power!’ Kat’s voice came through Laz’s head, barely breaking through the fog that had consumed him. It was like a seductive order going straight into his muddled mind and he had no chance to deny it.
Laz ripped off the silken bathrobe from the girl on his lap and ran his fingers along her back, able to grasp the whole of her small frame within his iron fingers. Aphrodite moaned in response, tilting her head back and allowing her neck to fall prey to Laz’s lips that were desperately seeking out more flesh to mark.
She squirmed within his grasp, closing her eyes and feeding on his emotions, his lust for her. While lust and love weren’t the same thing, they both were forms of desire and that desire helped to nourish her soul. Other’s had lusted after her, many, many others. But none of them felt as raw and as powerful as Laz’s did right now.
As he reached her massive breasts and began his assault on her perky, pink nipples, Aphrodite bit her lower lip to keep herself from moaning and reached in, ripping his shirt from his body. With one hand, she dug it into his ink black hair while the other dug it’s nails into the firm flesh on his back. For his part, Laz sucked, nibbled, bit, licked and attack at those sensitive spots until he felt his lap being soaked by the juices coming from between his legs.
"Turn around," Laz ordered in a low growl, causing another fresh wave of liquid to cascade downward.
She did as instructed, Sitting between his legs. Using his hands, Laz spread her legs and draped them over his own, exposing her moistness to the fresh, cool air. Without hesitation, Laz went to work assaulting her most sensitive area, rubbing her clit gently at first but with more vigor as time went on. Before long, he had one finger deep inside and another soon joined, both his ring and his middle finger digging into her deepest parts but curling upwards, to reach the part that only the most experience of warriors knew where to find.
With one hand grasping her neck and his teeth nibbling her ear right ear, another weak spot he had found, Laz’s increased assault on her honey pot sent her into a screaming orgasm that wracked her whole body with convulsions.
She came like a fire hydrant on a hot summer day, unleashed upon the street. The squirting of a goddess was so strong that it hit the floor on the other side of the room before her tense body feel limp in his arms, unable to even hold herself up. The only sign that she was still alive was the heavy breathing and occasional surges through her body as Laz still played with her sensitive bits, all be it slowly and playfully.
"Stop... please.. I’m so... sensitive," Aphrodite pleaded, somewhere between a moan and a purr.
"We are nowhere near close to done, little girl," Laz said, sticking one finger inside her again, the pressure of which felt the same as when he had used two before.
"Ugh... oh... my... ancestors."
"You’ve gotten tighter thanks to that orgasm. We need to loosen it up again," Laz observed before sticking in another. He also leaned over and kissed her, infusing her with some of his massive amount of life energy, allowing her to recover at a faster pace.
"Yes... Please... Yes.... More..." She moaned, her thoughts nowhere but at the warm and probing bits entering her depths once again.
Laz then managed three, but just barely.
"So... much... So..."
"Come here," Laz then ordered again, forcing her under himself as he knelt, towering above her.
"Time for you to enjoy the real thing. Are you ready?" Laz asked, his voice deep and commanding, not really asking for her opinion.
"yyyessss" she was barely able to respond.
"Love making can be done in many ways, but perhaps this is one of the oldest for humans," Laz informed her, rubbing his massive meat stick up and down her drenched, fleshy lips.
"Once you get it wet enough, it’s ready to conquer your depths. Now relax your muscles otherwise this will be slightly more painful that it would be otherwise," Laz ordered and she complied to the best of her ability.
When he had just penetrated the outer folds, he saw her eyes shoot open as she looked up at him.
"Isn’t this... isn’t it... the wrong hole?" She asked, her voice an embarrassed whisper.
"No. This is the right one. The other’s are just a bonus. There is no right or wrong way to engage with the one you’re with, the question is what they enjoy and what you enjoy. But this... this is the classic," Laz said, his eyes soft for the first time as he remembered just how new of an experience this was for her.
"Are you sure you’re ready for this? I can stop right now if you’re not, but only you can make that decision," Laz asked before going further, despite his body wanting nothing more than to plunge her depths.
"I... you’d really stop if I asked? After... everything?" Aphrodite questioned, looking up into his eyes.
"I would. If you said the word, I would stop right this instant and we could just wait here until a decent amount of time has passed before I leave," Laz reassured her, not wanting to stop, but knowing that even he had a bottom line that he would not cross, no matter what the circumstance.
"You’re not lying. I can see that. I don’t know if I will ever find someone like you ever again, someone who makes my heart pound. I feel that... only you could lead me to now and only you can bring me over this threshold. So yes. I want... to feel this massive thing... buried deep inside me. Please? Can you give it to me? Can you show me... how it feels...?"
Laz didn’t need any more convincing. He slide it in slowly, inch by inch as she gritted her teeth, the feeling of being split in half taking over her brain.
When he was a third of the way in, she let out a scream that was a mix of both pleasure and pain, causing him to stop.
Her deep breaths evened out as she felt the assault pause, a light within her growing brighter and brighter as though a fire had just been lit, one that needed more of him before it blazed freely.
"I want it all, even if I scream. I want to feel it break me in two," Aphrodite said in a hoarse whisper as the pink light engulfed her eyes, almost forming the vague shape of a heart.
Laz complied.
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Outside the door, the men waited almost without breathing as their captain stared at the door with an angry look on his face, whispering over and over again that the boys screams should have started already.
"OH! BY THE ANCESTORS! AAARRRGGGGGHHHHHHHH!"
The men and the captain let out a deep breath before they all froze as with shocked faces as they started to back away from the captain.
That voice was the sound of their goddess!
