Chapter 665 - Pray to My Name (1/2)

”Huff!” Angela heaved yet another deep breath. Her intense gaze fell on Loki and Nik but she could not conceal her own reactions. Her olive skin now flushed with excitement far greater than the moments of any battle she had faced in her life. Her body creaked with desire, yet again, far greater than her moments with Sera. ”Is this your doing?” Angela inquired but the answer to her question, she already knew. Of course, it was 'his' doing. Men were rare and weak in Heven and this thought only turned firmer when she used her strength to gut Luke and almost killed him. But Angela couldn't help but feel her knees shiver as he inhaled the sweet scent once again.

”Yeah,” Nik stated with a shrug and took out two chairs from god knows where before suggesting, ”You might want to sit down. It'll help cool your thoughts,” he pointed at the free chair while sitting, too. Nik's gaze landed on Loki once again. She continued to float in a standing position while breathing deeply and letting the scent take its effect on her. ”Mmgh,” she gave out a pleased grunt, ”You smell sweeter than Amora!” she exclaimed as her fair cheeks flushed in excitement while her gaze towards Nik and Angela shifted slightly, ”So? How is it going to be? Am I being teamed on or is it the opposite? Making me serve you,” she inquired with a mellow chuckle but as Angela sat down, Nik shook his head.

”Nothing like that. There's no point in trying to get into your pants... and it's not because you were a guy a few moments before, mind that,” Nik stated casually and completely ignored Loki. Why would he actually offer his services to a soon-to-be s.e.x.u.a.lly frustrated... goddess? It is better to stew her in her own l.u.s.t until she crumbles. After all, a person's worst enemy is itself.

”Still enjoying the process?” Nik inquired Angela with a gleeful expression as if he couldn't notice her bodily desire. ”N-not, of course,” Angela replied while stifling her voice slightly to give a rougher voice but before she could say anything more, Nik twisted his waist and let his legs fall on Angela's lap.

”Oh, good then,” Nik grinned, ”Now, massage my legs will you, I feel quite tired,” Nik replied while zipping Loki but cutting off space itself. With the realm's suppression, Loki could only gaze at Nik with a slightly furious expression but her powers were extremely limited and that's where the scepter was supposed to fit in. To augment her powers. But that wish had clearly crashed and burnt.

Seeing Nik's leg exposing itself as the white membrane receded, Angela could only scowl and place her hands on Nik's calves firmly. In fact, she twisted her palms with all her strength but all she received was— ”OOh, you are a natural~” Nik closed his eyes in satisfaction. The chairs were replaced by a large couch for Nik to lay down comfily as Angela sat at the other end of the couch.

”What being are you?” Angela finally inquired the same question she had been asking for days and seeing that Angela was so diligent in her work, Nik gave a heartfelt answer, ”I'm a god. The only way to pray to my glory is by conducting orgies. Oh, an orgy is an event where a large number of men and women gather to engage in intimate activities.”

Angela stared at Nik's face for a long time but seeing his sincere expression, she couldn't help but feel shocked internally. ”So... it's like this,” she mumbled to herself while her hands reached Nik's toes and started to put pressure on them, making Nik grunt in satisfaction once again. ”Oh my!” Nik smiled as he felt Angela's fingers pressing in the space between his toes. This was clearly not an 'orthodox' massage which allowed Nik to understand Angela further. She truly was naive as Nik inquired, ”Angela, now you know what kind of entity I am... you wouldn't mind me asking who your partner was, right? I can sense that you have clearly 'worshipped' me at least once.” His shameless words brought boundless embarrassment to his spirits, and Lola but Pickle felt admiration towards Nik. She was a l.u.s.t apostle, too. But seeing her creator's methods, she couldn't help but feel proud of her existence.

Meanwhile, a look of sad reminiscence flashed across Angela's face as she sighed. The feeling of her body getting warmer, her 'parts' getting comfortable and Nik sharing his 'identity' made Angela reveal a few facts about her personal life. ”Her name was Sera... she won my heart with her courage and... smile, and her eyes,” she stated softly before looking towards Nik and seeing the familiar violet pupils, Angela couldn't help but feel drawn slightly.

”So, that's whom I remind you of,” Nik sighed softly, enjoying the massage. ”She was a sorceress, too,” Angela continued and even Nik had to admit that he fit the bill completely. He had a beautiful smile, he thought shamelessly. His eyes were pretty neat. And courage... well, he lacked none of it but just needed weak targets to show it off. And he could be considered a slightly better practitioner of magic, too.

”And she would feel it, too when I massaged her,” Angela sighed softly as her gaze was drawn to the stiff pole pressed against the remaining portion of the underpants while Nik shrugged. Angela was extremely good at this kind of massage and Nik could understand why this Sera would feel 'it'.

”Oh, this, don't worry about it. Just keep it till thighs,” Nik stated with a smile, ”You haven't been with a male, clearly, so I would rather not let you massage this due to your inexperience.”

Hearing him, the roughly breathing Angela snorted. ”Command your skin to remove itself,” she scoffed while referring to Pickle.

”Are you sure?” Nik inquired with a furrow of his brows. ”This is a pretty big deal. Can you really take it all the way?”

”I've seen men squirming under my teammates countless times. I can handle it!” Nik took a moment to realize what she meant. Heven was a place of a reverse harem!

'So... Heven, huh...' Nik's thoughts drifted slightly but Pickle receded nonetheless and Nik's stiff shaft sprung out, attracting the silently shouting Loki and Angela's attention.

”Hmm? The Anchorites that others used for worship aren't this hung... this size resembles the devour wolves more than ordinary men...” Angela furrowed. Her metal gauntlet was already placed aside when she started massaging Nik's legs so one of her warm palms landed on Nik's shaft and after gripping it slightly, she pulled her hand down, freeing Nik's tip from the confines of the skin reaching till the base of the tip as Nik instantly scoffed, ”See? You are inexperienced. Do it slowly... there is a difference in the two walking legs and the third leg in the middle just like there's a difference in our eyes and the third eye!”

”What do you mean? I have seen my team doing this,” Angela retorted while Nik sneered, ”Well, they are wrong. You don't see my shoving metal bars inside girls, do you? Now, if you want to master this art, do it the way I tell you.”

Although indignant, Angela nodded and under Loki's stunned gaze, Nik started teaching Angela the art of handjob.

”Gah! Never try to grip testicles this tightly! Just rub them softly!”

”Oh, this is nice! Go ahead, use your other hand in the same motion, too!”

”Hey, no way you're touching yourself, missy! All hands on this pole!”