Chapter 56 - Wanton Goddesses (Part 2) Inner lusty slut of The Earth Goddess - Porn Star (1/2)
”Quick, Khione, go check on Faranis... Zemere, you stop the armament before she fully executes the forbidden technique. We should never belittle a sentient armament.”
### Zemere's POV ###
Assembling 4 gods to deal with a low god is an embarrassment to put it lightly. If not for the involvement of the Fate Mistress, I would not even give two flying f*cks about the sl*t with an accidental divine spark.
When Apollo told me to go deal with the armament, I wanted to get this over with as soon as possible, crumple the armament as a whole with a single slap.
When I came forward to attack, what I saw was not a pesky little brat.
It was...
She was...
I had never taken a man to bed. Unlike the slutty wh*res of the god realm who does not believe in the sanctum of real attraction, I am choosy in finding my perfect mate. Mother Earth's virtue is patience, after all.
However, when I saw her...
**sigh** The perfection that I have sought all these years was personified before me.
That long fluttering red locks, those piercing red eyes, the poise deep within them.
The first time she looked at me...' mmmm'... I unwittingly pressed my thighs together.
The swells of her breasts, those bountiful treats made me lick my lips in anticipation.
Of what? Even I am not sure...
Her lean and trim waist made me want to rub my palm on the smooth pale milky navel of hers.
The little tuft of her red locks over her plum c*nt...
”mmmm you enticing little devil...”
When the fabled sentient armament was born, I wanted it. I felt that only I was worthy enough of a divine entity of such caliber.
However, when she chose her goddess, I resented the fact that a little dirty bitch had the heavenly fortune to wield an epoch startling celestial armament.
Deep down I always knew that I was resentful over the fact that I was not the chosen. When Apollo asked me to accompany him to destroy the sentient armament, I immediately agreed.
I wanted nothing more than to destroy her...
But when I saw her.
She saw me.
She saw through me...
She saw me want her...
When she walked up to me in a brazen gait, I could not muster an attack and when she pressed her nipples on me. It felt like a hot iron was branded into my soul.
My arousal escalated with c*nt juices leaking down my thick thighs...
I could have attacked at any instance...
But I let her playfully lick my lip as she played with my nipples. Never was forced to such humiliation. Being fondled like a paid harlot who had no right to object...
'Ohhh, **sigh** the sinful blasphemy... was soo heavenly'
Then she kissed me, full on my mouth, wrestling with my tongue with her tongue. Teasing my wet tongue, stroking it with her tongue. She noisily licked and slurped on my spit. The squelching noises made my heart beat faster...
As I hopelessly try to put up a mental defense, the pleasure that is overloading my sense...
She grabbed my fullsome, firm and squishy ass cheeks. She held it possessively as if she owned me.
**huff** She squeezed my ass hard, sinking her fingers into my malleable butt cheek flesh.
**huff** **huff**
Before I know, I am naked and embraced like a cheap prostitute by the sentient armament. She trampled on my dignity and had the gall to ask...
”Who do you obey?”
'hmph, as if my allegiance is that simple. Pleasures are not enough to conquer me. I, the Goddess of the domain of Earth, does not fall that easily...'
”Hehe, so you want more?”
To my defiance, she laughed, the ring of her laughter sounding like a melody.
I tried to voice my firm refusal...
Wanting to tell her to stop...
but...
I cannot stop myself from anticipating her next move...
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Ewelina saw the mental turmoil of Zemere as if she was part of Zemere's mind.