Divine Harem Ch. 01

Aswan nodded in response, unsure of how exactly it would work in practice, but actually keen to find out. The goddess' words also tempered his worries, as forcing someone into a relationship would have been anathema for him.

"It will also retain your good looks for the rest of your life... and those of anyone you marry," she said with a wink, "you're so cute you barely need my blessing as it is."

Once more, the warrior found himself blushing under his fur.

"Thank you, my Lady," he said, genuinely thankful.

To his surprise, she did a little bow.

"My pleasure, handsome! And now... onto the fun one..." she said, licking her lips.

Her enthusiasm intimidated him a little.

"I know you are not the type to just keep all the ladies to yourself unless you could give the same in return, but I suspect your wives will have needs and will want them fulfilled by you *very* often," she said, biting her finger sensually, "so I'm going to give you a little boost."

"Ah... boost?" he asked, his tail twitching behind him.

She smiled and ushered him to raise.

"Drop your kilt, handsome..." she said with a ravenous look in her eyes.

Aswan's ears perked up.

"My..." he said, pointing to his kilt.

The goddess nodded, biting her lip sensually.

Somewhat in shock, the warrior untied his armoured kilt and removed it, carefully tossing it to one side with a soft clang.

The weight from its metal plates had kept his brutal erection down and hidden, but now, he found himself throbbing as hard as he could recall in front of a very obviously lascivious goddess.

Speaking of whom, the Lady of the Star, still being channelled through Vati, playfully squatted in front of Aswan, her silken right hand gripping him tight as she pressed his burning tip against her cheek.

"You were dying for this, weren't you?" she said, sensually, stroking him with such mastery that Aswan felt like melting into a puddle on the marble floor.

He throbbed against her fingers as a soft long moan escaped his muzzle, all while he tried his best to remain composed with his arms on his back.

"My... my lady..." he said, struggling to form his words under a goddess' intimate attentions, "I do not mean to be... rude... but is this right? You are still inside Vati..."

Aswan closed his eyes tightly with a face of contrite pleasure as the goddess gave him a playful lick on the tip.

"Are you worried this little cutie would not consent to this?" she said, with a cat-like smile on her face, "you're so sweet and noble, one more reason I picked you for this."

"Handsome, trust me, Vatiana very much consents, though she would struggle to put it into words at the moment if I were to relinquish my control," the goddess said, giving him gentle nibbles along his shaft, "I give you my word, but do please confirm it with her as soon as I'm done with your blessing."

The wink she shot him from the ground almost finished him off. He had no reason to doubt her words, but he'd check with Vatiana later as the goddess suggested.

"Oh, and Aswan?" The goddess said in an authoritative tone.

"Yes, my Lady?" He said as he stood to attention.

"Use those lovely hands of yours, move, pull my hair, shake your hips," she said firmly, squeezing his shaft with burning intensity, "I know how much you like this, so treat me like a lover, not as if I was giving you a haircut."

Aswan took a deep breath and timidly at first, but feeling more bold as he did, gently stroked her silken raven mane.

"Much better," the goddess said as she suckled the tip of his cock as if it was a lolly.

Reflexively, the warrior grabbed her hair tightly, thrusting softly against her face.

To his delight, the goddess' eyes shone as she puckered her mouth to ease his thrusting, awarding him with a lewd moan.

She clawed at his muscular thighs like a needy animal, sliding her head up and down his cock, her eyes locked with his.

Sensing this is what she wanted, her relaxed further and caressed her face with one hand, all the while firmly holding her still by the hair and thrusting deep into her throat, making the gorgeous divinity happily choke with loud gurgling moans.

Her hands danced along his thighs and rear as he thoroughly enjoyed the filthy noise his balls were doing against her chin, groaning like an animal in heat for his patron.

As Aswan slowed down a second to allow her to catch her breath, the goddess gently cupped his testicles as her other hands playfully slid toward his rear, caressing the edges of his asshole. The warrior couldn't help but to purr like a kitten for her.

"This is much better, I know how much you like cute little faces and throats like this one," the goddess said while giving him cheeky little licks on his tip, "do not hold one iota, I want you to fuck my throat as if it was the best pussy you have ever enjoyed..."

The way things were going, Aswan thought, it genuinely felt like that.

"As you wish, my Lady," he said as he licked his sharp teeth, groaning in delight as she put a wet finger up his rear, making his eyes roll back when she found his little prostate.

Still caressing his insides and massaging his balls with such mastery Aswan felt like he could orgasm at any second, she opened her mouth wide with her tongue lolling out, her eyes beaming to him an invitation that many would have killed to get.

Thanking his lucky stars, he didn't wait for a second and shoved his thick cock so deep into her that he could feel her nose digging deep against his crotch.

Without missing a beat, he grabbed her hair firmly with both hands and started slamming his hips onto her as if his life depended on it, trusting that the goddess would not let him harm Vati as he went utterly feral on her.

The loud filthy noises that his lover was making let him know she was definitely enjoying herself, so he abandoned himself to the rhythm and focused only on enjoying the sweet tight throat his cock was pounding as his orgasm built like a volcanic eruption.

As he came near to his limit, he noticed the goddess squeezing his testicles tight enough for him to get a jolt of energy through his body, and at the same time, with such precision that would have made an assassin blush, she softly stabbed his prostate with one of her tiny nails.

It was as if thunder had gone through him.

With a deafening roar, Aswan orgasmed like he had never before, an utterly absurd amount of cum shooting out of his member and straight down the goddesses' throat.

He could feel how all his nether regions vibrated with energy, as if veins of power grew through his own, it was so intense he felt faint, and yet, he could not stop orgasming.

The goddess was greedily holding his shaft tightly as she sucked every drop of that insane torrent, still massaging his testes with one hand, making them feel like two hot coals about to burn out of his body.

After what felt like an eternity and an utterly ridiculous amount of cum, Aswan felt the last lashes come out of his cock as he let out a long satisfied moan, his face that of a stunned drooling animal.

Slowly, as he looked down with hazy eyes, he saw the goddess still in the visage of Vatiana, gently stroking him with her lips tightly locked around his tip, ravenously sucking every last drop of his milk.

He shivered as she shot him another wink.

Then he noticed the changes, his cock seemed to be a bit thicker, not massively so, but noticeable, especially since he was rather thick already. His veins pulsated with a dim golden light that dug deep into his crotch and testes like the roots of a magical tree.

And he felt... great. His erection was still solid, and the usual spent feeling after such an orgasm was gone, though he still had the lovely fuzzy feeling of afterglow that came with it.

It was as if he was ready to go again, despite having given more than ever just with that shot.

"Do you like your gift, handsome?" the goddess said, licking her lips and fingers as she stood up.

Aswan seemed stunned for a moment.

"What... what did you do, my Lady?" he asked, embracing her gently as a reaction.

The goddess hopped on his arms with a giggle and guided him back towards the altar.

"Well, I cannot send you into such a battle without some advantage, right?" she said with a cheeky grin, "it would be ungodly of me."

"So I've given you a big boost... you will never have one of those pesky refractory periods, nor will you ever run out of cum for your lovely wives," she said with a wink.

"Finally, you can decide when to be fertile or not, so no need to worry about leaving babies everywhere if you are just having fun... but, if you do want to be fertile, nothing but another divine intervention will stop your partner from getting knocked up," she said with a very naughty smile, "so do be careful."

Aswan stood there with his jaw hanging a bit.

The goddess knelt on the altar and stretched up, giving him another passionate kiss as he devolved into a ball of soft purrs.

As their tongues disentangled, Aswan stood there awestruck with his goddess, who playfully kissed the feline nose on his muzzle, happily caressing his mane.

"I don't know what to say, my Lady, I feel so honoured," he said as his hands glided along her beautiful bronze skin and gropable rear.

"You don't have to say anything, handsome, just do what you do, be kind, be loving and do your best to make your new home and family happy," she said, sitting sensually on the altar again.

"And speaking of family... I believe it's about time I release Vatiana from her duty so she may become your first of many wives," said the goddess with a wink.

Aswan lowered his head in surprise.

"My... wife?" he said, once again shocked by his goddess' words.

"Why do you think I chose her for this today, silly?" she said with a grin, "she would never say it out loud, she's still too shy, though she will grow out of it; but she has been dying to be part of this the moment she heard me explain it through her lips."

"Now she's incredibly embarrassed, but also excited and hornier than she has any recollection of being," the goddess licked her lips, "she really, *really* fancies you."

Aswan scratched his mane and pulled at his thick ponytail, feeling a bit awkward at the revelation, but quietly very excited himself.

"Is this wise, my Lady, we literally just met," he said, trying to assuage his own doubts.

The goddess laughed with delight.

"My cute little lion... I think I'm still pretty good as a matchmaker, otherwise my blessing wouldn't work," she said, confidently, "besides, you cannot hide from me that you both are excited just to try..."

He smiled timidly, she was right, of course.

"Now, this has been incredibly fun, but sadly, godly duties call," said the goddess as she kissed Aswan's chest and gave him a tight hug, rubbing her cheeks on his fur.

"Take good care of each other, and remember, I'll be watching you with much curiosity," she said with a wink.

And as Aswan released her from his hug and gave her a proper bow, the goddess threw him a kiss and her divine presence slowly receded from Vatiana, the blue of her eyes returning as the golden glow of the Lady receded.

For a moment she stood there, in the same pose, but very slowly a rush of blush enveloped her face and she hid it with her hands.

Also, Aswan couldn't help but notice from her shivering and smell that she was, as the goddess predicted, ridiculously horny.

"Is... what the goddess said true, Vati?" Aswan said, gently caressing the back of her head.

Vatiana looked at him with her gorgeous blue eyes peeking from between her fingers and timidly nodded.

Aswan tenderly but firmly removed her hands from her face, and pulled her up on the altar so her lips and eyes were level with his.

She gasped and moaned just from this, tightly grabbing his chest fur as she looked at him with fire in her eyes.

"Then, Vatiana, would you do me the honour of being my first wife and come with me in this crazy divine quest?" he said, with sincerity and kindness.

"I do," she said, her whole body almost vibrating in anticipation.

Aswan didn't wait for a second, as they were both ravenous for the other, almost tearing off her robe and exposing her beautiful dark skin to the dim light of the sacred room.

Vati moaned for him, thoroughly enjoying the roughness, and gripped him tightly as he set her on the altar, lifting her thighs and hips as his cock slid along her utterly drenched pussy, resting over it as both looked at each other with awe, really drinking the moment.

The priestess held her face embarrassed again, timidly spreading her legs for him as she admired his thick, robust body and well toned muscles that were noticeable even under his fur.

Aswan for his part, could not help but to drink in the sight of her body, beautifully silken and lustrous, her perky chest heaving with intensity as she awaited for him to take her.

Her cute and tight little slit was smooth as butter, the priestess having obviously waxed recently, but she had kept a little tuff of hair on her crotch that tickled Aswan's tip and made him want to impale her even more.

"Just to be sure, one final time..." the warrior said, trying to temper his savage desire, "do you want this? Are you sure?"

She nodded back to him, biting her lip as she hugged her own chest.

"Yes, do it!" she said, closing her eyes and thrusting his hips against his cock, "make me yours!"

"With pleasure, you precious little thing..." he said, grabbing her firmly by the hips and thrusting his thick cock into her as if he was impaling a ferocious beast with a spear.

Vati arched back with a whimper, utterly overwhelmed by the sensations she was experiencing.

Her body lashed and shivered as she both moaned and sobbed, struggling for breath, but with a face that clearly stated she was excited for more.

Aswan stopped for a second, groaning as he stirred her insides with his cock, utterly taken by her warmth and softness. Then it dawned on him.

"Vati... is this your first time?" he said, thrusting slowly for her.

The gorgeous priestess nodded, her face a twisted mess of delight and pain.

"It's OK! I can take it!" she said, clearly struggling a bit with his girth, but genuinely getting a kick out of it, "it was just a bit of a surprise!"

She giggled, clearly putting a brave face for him.

Aswan pulled her up towards his chest, kissing her as he slowed down to a gentle stir, letting her body get comfortable with him inside her.

"You should have said, silly," he said, lovingly nuzzling her face and liking her.

Vati buried her face on his chest and mane.

"I didn't want to disappoint you!" she said, in between groans, "goddess this feels so good..."

She was almost drooling with delight.

"Beast!" he said, kissing her head, "next time be honest with me!"

Vati looked back at him, a shy smile on her face as she twitched, getting more and more comfortable with her lover inside her.

"Yes, sir," she said, looking down with a shy smile.

Aswan stopped for a second and stared at her, softly breaking into a laugh.

"Sir?" he said with a grin.

Vatiana smiled at him and bit her lip, her eyes darting all over the place.

"I like how it sounds on coming from your lips..." he said, throwing her a playful bite.

She giggled and relaxed in his arms, her beautiful legs wrapping around his back.

"Please don't hold back, I'll be a good girl and take everything..." she said, gripping his wrists tightly.

Aswan felt as if he could go berserk from her lascivious cuteness, and responded with such a deep thrust, Vati's eyes rolled as his cock kissed her womb.

One thrust turned into two, and then into three, and then the warrior sped up more and more until his rhythmic thumping echoed with dirty wet slaps resonated across the inner sanctum.

Vati utterly surrendered her flesh to him, her body an open invitation for his ravenous desires, moan after moan leaving her lips as she tried her best to make sure she wouldn't forget this day.

Her beautiful hands caressed both their bodies, utterly entranced. The tips of her fingers played with the thickness of his mane, while at the same time caressing the bulge that Aswan was causing on her petite body.

The way her eyes were rolling back into her skull as she almost drooled made the warrior even more ravenous for her, and he felt the goddess' touch on his groin once more.

Remembering his quest, he growled at her like a lascivious animal.

"I'm going to knock you up..." he said to her, sounding almost like a threat, but one that carried so much desire that it made Vati tighten her whole body and pull at his mane in need.

"Do it! Give me everything!" she said, as if her life depended on it.

Aswan leaned forward on the altar, grabbing the upper edge of it so hard, his claws were leaving deep marks on the marble. His hips were smashing against Vati so hard that he was sure the poor girl would end up with bruises everywhere, but she didn't seem to care one iota, if anything, encouraging him to break her by locking her legs around him like a vice.

Power bubbled up inside the warrior, his groin feeling on fire, and as it reached its peak, a golden glow shone from the thick veins of his cock and scrotum, shining even through Vati's flesh.

His orgasm felt like the shot from a cannon, smashing against Vati's womb as a battering ram knocking down a fortress' gate.

The beautiful priestess gasped, her face frozen in a grimace of mindless delight as her breathing stopped momentarily.

An insane flood of cum overwhelmed her insides, filling every possible nook and cranny, so much so that her petite body even bloated from it slightly, lashes and trickles of Aswan's seed spilling from her pussy even while still impaled by his thick cock.

Her face switched to one of surprise as she gritted her teeth, and Aswan, moving his torso up to get a better look, noticed that he could almost tell the contour of Vati's womb and ovaries from the divine light shining from her.

As if her flesh was being burned by a hot iron, a golden sigil following the contours of her insides materialized on her skin, its beauty and inhumanly sensual traces marking it as a divine brand.

She had been claimed for the quest, and guessing from her face of utter satisfaction and mindless delight, she was quite happy about it.

Aswan, still a bit in shock from the whole morning, but happy and overjoyed from having given his first wife such a fantastic first time, lifted her up tenderly, holding her body tightly against his big warm chest.

Vati clumsily wrapping her arms around him, her legs still locked around his hips, and almost purred with joy as he petted and kissed her head non-stop.

The warrior had been on many quests and adventures, travelled the realms far and wide, and yet, here he was, in unknown territory once more, but with a beautiful companion and an overwhelming drive to make this succeed, for beautiful smiles like the one Vati had right now, were absolutely worth it.

He sat on the by now dirty and scratched altar, wondering if the goddess approved of what others would have considered such disrespect, and slowly turned Vati to one side, though without fully pulling out, resting her face on his big arm.

Both lovers looked deeply at each other and giggled, with Aswan tenderly moving aside her raven hair off her face as she held his big hand with both of hers.

"Well... my gorgeous little wife," he said, lovingly, "where do you want to go in honeymoon?"

Vati burst out laughing, pressing her face against his hand.

Wherever they chose, Aswan thought, it was absolutely going to be memorable.

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