Chapter 62: Like a Skill Book +18
Initially, Edmund had entered his Soul Sea to ask the goddess some of the questions which had been nagging at the back of his brain. That’s what he should have been doing right now. However, when he saw how she was hungrily sucking on his cock, he decided to push the idea aside... for a while.
’I should not interrupt her!’
This didn’t mean his mouth was going to be idle.
"Hmm... such a good girl!"
When the goddess heard his compliments, she knew she was doing a great job. This motivated her to unleash each and every technique she knew. She wanted to be given more compliments like those. After all, satisfying him was all she wanted.
Thus, she increased the pacing at which she was bobbing up her head, her hands busy caressing his balls. Sticky saliva seeped from the corners of her mouth to drench his manhood, but she didn’t stop to whip them away. Why would she even do that when it was leading to creation of sounds she knew Edmund liked?
Now, because Edmund knew the goddess’s kink, he observed each and every movement she made plus her expressions. She was a cute daddy’s little daughter, something he had never realized before.
’Was I blind?’
No! First, she was a goddess so he saw her as a mighty being. Second, when they started being intimate, she was always the instructor, dominating and initiating. He could not have thought she liked being sweet-talked with a mix of degenerate words. This made Edmund wonder.
What was her life like before the god’s war? How did she end up becoming incorporeal? Or... was she? Perhaps her body was kept somewhere, right?
’Don’t stress yourself!’
Since they loved each other, there was surely going to be a time where they would open up to each other to strengthen their bond. This also made Edmund wonder.
Were there some other things he had not realized about her? Well, she loved him. He could tell. With this, another realization hit him. He had never told her that he loved her. Wouldn’t she be happy if he did so?
Since Edmund didn’t want to blurt it out of nowhere, he thought of waiting for the right moment.
’Let me deal with Tsundria first. I’ll have to get to know this goddess better later.’
After this thought, he realized another thing. There were tears flowing down the goddess’s cheeks. Was she crying? For what?
Edmund was going to ask her what was going on when he remembered something. They were tears of joy.
’Dammit! Why do I always forget that she can read my mind?’
At this thought, the goddess pulled his dick out of her mouth and giggled, tears still sprouting out of her hazel eyes.
"He he! Tough guy, don’t say that you always forget. There’s no way you can hide thoughts. They pop up in one’s mind mostly without our will. Plus, trying not to think about something means you’re already thinking about it."
She immediately swallowed his little brother again as if rewarding him for what he had been thinking about.
’He loves me and wants to know about me!’ she thought to herself with a smile. ’I should prepare my narration well this time.’
Her life story would cover thousands of years. She needed to note the important moments of her life so she will be able to summarize it to Edmund.
On the other hand, Edmund felt pleasure attacking his body as she swallowed his cock again. He could feel that if things continued like that, he was soon going to cum. This didn’t stop him from giving her a reply.
"You’re right! I cannot hide my thoughts. I’m glad you liked them."
She bobbed up her head for a few minutes and said, her voice muffled.
"I woud whyky to hearit!"
It was strange but Edmund managed to decipher the meaning. She wanted to hear him say that he loved her. Edmund had no objections to that.
However, before he could say anything, he started trembling. The goddess pushed his dick deeper into her throat and Edmund could see it bugling inside her neck. Because of this, his semen went down her throat with every jolt his body made.
Soon, he could see veins on her temples surfacing, a red hue spreading inside of her hazel eyes like a choked lamb. His dick was suffocating her.
Edmund was happy that she reached that extent to satisfy him, however, he could not handle seeing her choking to death. He was going to pull away when she stopped coughing but making sure that she didn’t waste any droplet of his juice.
"Geez... you almost died."
"Hmm..." a chuckle escaped from her lips.
"That’s what I call milk well drunk," she added, satisfaction visible on her face.
’What else did I expect?’
Like Tsundria, the goddess had told Edmund that she liked it when with a few droplets of pain. She too, was a masochist. That’s why choking herself has been fun to her. Plus, she wanted to satisfy Edmund by giving him those gagging sounds he liked.
The goddess licked her lips, climbing over Edmund as if he was a bike. Edmund’s little brother was calm after he erupted, but when she sat on it, Edmund could feel blood rushing into it.
The goddess kept rubbing her pussy over it to activate it again, and that’s when Edmund decided to ask some of his questions.
"Why did Tsundria think the sword will help her win the battle with Skylark? Is there really power within it?"
"There are powers of course. Didn’t I tell you that that’s where God of Desires kept his powers?"
"Then why didn’t you tell me how to absorb them? Why did you let me struggle to fight the Ruby Wolves when you knew I had a way to get powers?"
"Didn’t the wolves help you brighten your Pigment?"
Edmund could not believe his ears. Who needed Pigment Brightness in face of death?
"Pigment? Seriously?"
Here, Edmund was not talking about the Ruby Wolves he fought on his way to this dungeon. That fight had been his will. He was talking about his first expedition. The day the three-eyed-guy forced him to jump down the canyon. Though he met Peony there, he could have died. Why didn’t the goddess let him absorb those powers?
"Don’t get angry with me!" the goddess said, waving her hand. "I didn’t let you absorb the powers because I was afraid your weak body would not be able to handle them."
True. Edmund also could agree with her that his body back then was too weak. He understood her worries. What about a few minutes ago when Tsundria was about to kill him?
The goddess read his mind.
"I was still not sure if your body can handle them."
"Does that mean I won’t get them soon?"
The goddess shook her head.
"No! Since your body was able to handle it when Peony gave you her shard, I think it can also handle them. All I need is to lay the foundation."
’Her shard?’
Edmund could remember Peony infusing him with some powers before he left with Tsundria; was that the shard?
"What do you mean by shard?"
"Oh... sorry tough guy! I should have told you how a shard looks like. Imagine a shard broken from a glass. That’s how it looks like. The only difference is that these ones can glow and dissolve. I mean, when someone with God of Desires grabs it firmly in his hands, it glows a certain colour and dissolves, infusing the body with the powers it holds."
"But I did not grab it," he complained.
"Peony did it for you."
An I’m lucky smile appeared on Edmund’s face. If she had given him her shard out of her will, it spoke how much she loved and cared for his safety.
’Such a sweet wife...’
This didn’t mean Edmund was done interrogating the goddess.
"Does it mean she will no longer have her powers?"
Edmund could not think of Peony without her steam. Would she still be the sweet Peony he knew?
"I’ve already told you that the shard is like a skill book. A person can use it and lend or give it to you to learn the skill, too. It doesn’t mean he forgets the skill at that very instant."
A grin that threatened to tear Edmund’s face apart appeared. Because, if what the goddess said was true, it would be like the Almighty Interpreter worked. One would drink a god’s blood by only a droplet, only to level up through killing Infected Monsters or fellow Provoked humans to obtain the god’s bloodline.
From here, one could keep getting stronger. There was even a possibility that he would even surpass the original god in mighty.
And now, the goddess was here, telling Edmund that he would become so powerful, while his girls remained powerful too. Wouldn’t his household become invincible then?
"Beauty Goddess, are you sure?"
She nodded her head.
"Of course!"
"Why is there no steam around us then?"
He now had Peony’s powers. Wouldn’t that mean he should have been steaming like she did?
"You’re still on a Follower level. Wait until you at least reach Blessed. Certain abilities can only work when you’re Blessed."
Edmund opened his mouth, seemingly to ask another question. The goddess saw it and quickly put her index finger over his lips.
"Shhh... It’s awake!"
Edmund raised his eyebrows.
The goddess glanced at his nether regions. His dick was erect again.
’This slut!’
