Chapter 619: Building A God Seed
Laz couldn’t help but stare at the ceiling, wondering how he had gotten himself into this position yet again.
’No. A better question would be why is it my sperm seems to have more value that anything else I do?’ Laz corrected himself as he felt another rush of warm liquid coat his crotch.
He didn’t even know the name of the one riding him now, but with small breasts, a tiny waist and short brown hair, she had definitely been the smallest one to take a ride on his gravy monster today.
She was also the most vocal as her moans echoed around the room, filling the ears of those listening outside.
"Oh. YES! SO BIG. IT’S SOOOO DEEP INSIDE....."
"MY STOMACH. IT’S GOING TO BREAK OUT OF MY STOMACH!!!!"
"YOU’RE SPLITTING ME IN HALF MISTER. PLEASE.... NO... MORE.... AAAAHHHHHHH!"
"UGH. UGH. UGH... MMMMM....BBUUURRRRRRRR"
At some point, she had crossed into the world of unconsciousness and was staying upright by sheer willpower and instinct alone, meaning that Laz had to go on the offensive to finish her off. Exploding deep inside of her, she gagged a few times before falling on top of him, her head barely reaching his shoulders as she lay panting.
’Well... miss muse of poetry. I must say you have a way with words,’ Laz said as he rubbed the back of her head gently. During their initial discussion, she had revealed her path and he had spoken to her about it, doing his best to convey just how powerful words can be.
"The pen is more powerful than the sword. While a sword may cut, slice and kill, a pen can deliver a wound that lasts for centuries," Laz remembered spewing out to her.
As the sounds had quieted down, Persephone and Artemis entered the now peaceful room and got to work. Artemis taking the muse to another room to not only expound on her path but to use the energy Laz had supplied to make her breakthrough. Persephone to to work on cleaning up Laz and helping him to rise and sit in a chair while she went about the task of cleaning the bed, changing the linens and clearing the air by lighting some cleansing incense.
"You know... you should warn me about virgins before they come in her. I think I might have caused her some serious harm considering how hard we were going when she had no experience what so ever," Laz suggested, taking a sip of the juice they had provided which apparently helped with both recovery and stamina.
"I will take that into consideration, but you didn’t think that every woman waiting in line for this was going to be some sex starved wife, did you? And besides which, she is married. The reason for her size and look is because her husband has a serious fetish with those things," Persephone explained, getting down on her knees and licking Laz’s body clean with with her tongue, starting at his feet.
"I asked you to do it the normal way..." Laz gripped, but Persephone ignored him.
"I can’t help but savor the taste of sex. Please forgive this transgression," Persephone apologized, but didn’t stop.
"What ever, I’m too tired to care. And she was way too tight to have a husband..." Laz said out loud.
"Not everyone is blessed like you. And besides, her husband has a problem getting it up when it’s not a real young girl, which she is not no matter how much she tries to cater to his tastes."
"That’s fucked up..."
"Although I have never heard that phrase before, I can guess it’s meaning and I agree. But I doubt you will find many of us who aren’t a little problematic in the head."
"Right. So how many more times today?" Laz asked, this being the third day of these unending sex romps.
"Only one. Mostly because these are all of the ones we believe in to be trust worthy while also because the Empress shall be back today," Persephone explained, having cleared Laz’s lower body and began licking his chest and arms.
"Ah. So I finally get a break huh?" Laz said, wondering if he had ever been this worn out from doing the act.
"Considering how many of us sisters you’ve slept with, you’d think you’d be in a better mood. Most men would die to have even a fraction of what you’ve just enjoyed," Persephone said as she began massaging Laz’s shoulders.
"And how many of them would have died due to the draining nature of the activity? Don’t act like having sex with an almost goddess is an easy thing. Just the amount of energy they’ve consumed is astounding," Laz mentioned, leaning into her strong hands. His body was stiff and her hands soft, but they were the hands of a full fledged goddess after all.
"And the amount of their energy which you’ve ingested is also astounding. I didn’t notice it before when you were mercilessly trying to break me in half, but that strange technique you use allows an energy flow to go both ways. While they drain life energy from you, you have collected a portion of their divinity in return. Not enough to affect them in the slightest and it’s something they will restore naturally, but for your Void Emperor Realm body to have taken in so many traces of divinity without being a god seed yourself is astounding. I honestly wonder why you haven’t burst like a bubble yet considering how evident it is within you," Persephone mused as she began kissing Laz’s neck, unable to calm her desire.
"The divinity I have taken in is laced with their own intents, their own paths, even your path. I can’t build my god seed using someone else’s path as you know. Until I can refine the divinity and make it pure, I can’t use it," Laz admitted. He had benefited more from these three days than just the energy he had gotten from these goddesses, he had learned about the path to godhood. The talking and path forming he had done with the women over the last few days also included them teaching him about the ancient way of ascending to god hood. For all of their father’s malice and paranoia, them being trapped within this pocket dimension for so many years has allowed them to perfectly preserve the ancient ways of ascension. Laz didn’t know that this was the case, or that there were easier ways to go about it as A’ruya had never instructed him on this. But while this ancient way had a much higher chance of failure, the benefits from doing so were also incredible in that the power base, the world formed inside of one’s self, was perfect without any sort of need of refinement which would have been required with other methods.
And that was the key to reaching the god realm. The god seed was the birth of the world, not just the floating island of land in a vast void that one had built up until this point. And while constructing it would take one using and building up their own energy and transforming it into divinity, Laz had already obtained so much more than he needed.
Now he just had to make it his own.
Laz suddenly felt a hot, moist wetness engulf his raging member, having been stimulated by the care given to him from Persephone. Opening his eyes, he noticed the woman on his lap had arched her back and closed her eyes, having taken him down to the hilt in one motion and was now suffering from doing so.
"I doubt you were suppose to be my last romp of the day," Laz said, not bothering to move. He had zoned out in his thoughts which had given her a chance to pounce.
"Just... let me... have this... I’ve endured.... days now... watching you fuck my sisters into oblivion.... with nothing but my... fingers... to keep me satisfied. But I can’t wait... any more...." Persephone managed to squeak out after some effort. She wasn’t moving, but her body was shaking as though several small climaxes were hitting her one after another.
’She seems to have gone almost mad waiting, at least more mad than usual. She didn’t even bother taking off her dress,’ Laz thought, having noticed she had just hiked it up and sat on top of him.
Laz reached up and grabbed her neck, pulling her convulsing body towards him as her eyes regained focus.
"Didn’t I tell you to wait? Wait until I was done with your sisters before you could have a turn again? But you just couldn’t listen, could you?" Laz said, his voice a little angry. He had been tired having been used so many times and no matter how anyone tried to spin it, that’s what it had been. They were using him as their own personal fuck toy and energy bank. Sure, he needed it to as he felt that he could only escape if they could take down the Emperor, but that didn’t mean the feeling of being used sat right with him.
And now... Persephone was doing it again without permission and it annoyed him to no end.
"M... orry..." She barely managed to get out, her voice and breath blocked by the powerful hand on her neck.
"Not sorry enough. You know what this means, right?" Laz asked, an evil glint in his eye.
"Ooo....ease....." Persephone moaned, but lifted herself from his cock all the same. Then, following his direction with his hand still on her neck, Persephone positioned the massive rod at her back door and tried her best to relax.
It didn’t work as Laz brutally pulled her down, ramming himself deep in her ass.
A hot gush of liquid coated them both, produced by the struggling woman. Laz then proceeded to pound with a fury as her whimpers and moans quickly died out, replaced with gasps of air and gurgling. Just as he was about to finish, he heard a knock at the door.
"Come in," Laz said, letting go of Persephone’s neck so that she fell to the floor, a useless heap of nothingness.
"Your final appointment of the day is here," Aphrodite said with a smile, walking in while followed by a cloaked figure.
They stopped in their tracks as soon as they saw the red faced and passed out form of Persephone on the ground, her skirt up to her waste as occasional trickles of liquid seeped out of her, down her leg and hit the floor.
After a moment of silence at this sight, Laz could only then ask,
"What?"
