I Enslaved The Goddess Who Summoned Me

Chapter 624: Eating Azariah after Azarel’s Birth *

Nathan could see the glistening moisture coating her delicate folds, could smell the sweet, musky scent of her arousal filling the air between them. His cock twitched in response, a fresh bead of precum forming at the tip.

He grasped her thighs firmly, spreading them wider to give himself complete access, and lowered his head. His tongue extended and he licked a long, torturously slow stripe up her entire slit from bottom to top, gathering her wetness and savoring her exquisite taste.

“Haaannn❤️~~!” Azariah’s moan was immediate and intense, her back arching sharply off the bed as pleasure shot through her nervous system like lightning. Her hands flew to his hair, fingers tangling desperately in the white strands, gripping hard enough that it should have hurt but only spurred him on.

During her pregnancy – those long, frustrating six months when her belly had swollen beautifully with their child – they hadn’t had penetrative sex at all at least not the last months. Azariah had wanted it desperately, had begged for it on multiple occasions as her hormones made her almost constantly aroused and needy. But Nathan had absolutely refused to take any risks with either her health or their baby’s safety.

Though Azariah was a Demon, he was worried. Khillea was another matter being a born from a Goddess so he had sex with her while she was pregnant with less worry. And she was strong as well.

Azariah’s case was different.

Instead, each time he’d wanted to give her pleasure – and that had been often – he’d done exactly this.

He’d spent countless hours between her thighs, using only his mouth, his tongue, his lips to make her come again and again. He’d learned every sensitive spot, every fold and crease that made her gasp and moan and writhe. He’d mapped her pussy with his tongue more thoroughly than any explorer had ever charted unknown territories. He’d brought her to shattering orgasms using nothing but his oral skills, until she’d become almost addicted to the sensation, craving it like a drug.

The result was that now, after months of this focused, devoted attention, she’d become incredibly sensitive to his tongue. Almost Pavlovian in her conditioned response – the moment she felt his mouth on her pussy, her body immediately began preparing for the intense pleasure it knew was coming, flooding with arousal, nerve endings lighting up in anticipation.

Nathan took full, merciless advantage of that conditioning now.

He licked her again, this time slower, more deliberate, savoring every inch of her. His tongue was broad and flat as he dragged it through her folds, collecting the sweetness that flowed freely from her.

“Mmmmhhhh~❤️ Nathan…ahhh❤️~~” Azariah’s voice was already breathy and desperate, her hips rolling upward instinctively, seeking more contact, more pressure, more everything.

He smiled against her sensitive flesh – she could probably feel the curve of his lips – and began to focus his attention more specifically. His tongue found her clit, that perfect little bundle of nerves that he knew drove her absolutely wild, and he circled it teasingly with just the tip. Around and around, never quite giving her the direct stimulation she craved, keeping her right on that edge between pleasure and frustration.

“Please… Nathan… don’t tease…” She whimpered, her fingers tightening in his hair, trying to guide him where she needed him most.

But Nathan had other plans. He continued his torturous circling, occasionally flicking directly over her clit just to hear her sharp intake of breath, then moving away again before she could fully enjoy it. His hands slid under her thighs, gripping firmly, holding her spread open and completely at his mercy.

“Haaaahhh❤️ Nathan, please~~” Her moans were getting progressively louder, more desperate. Her thighs trembled against his hands, muscles quivering with the effort of not clamping down around his head.

Finally, mercifully, Nathan gave her what she needed. His tongue pressed flat and firm directly against her clit and he licked long, steady strokes that had her seeing stars within seconds.

“Haaanhhhh❤️! Yes! Oh fuck, yes~~!” The curse was absolutely unqueenly and made Nathan’s cock throb with arousal. Hearing the normally composed Azariah lose all control with him, reduce her vocabulary to desperate moans and curses, was one of his favorite things in the world.

He established a rhythm now – licking her clit with varying pressure and speed, paying careful attention to which patterns made her moan loudest, which made her hips buck uncontrollably, which made her thighs tremble hardest.

“Nathan…haaa❤️ so good~mmmhhhh❤️” Azariah was babbling now, barely coherent, one hand still tangled in his hair while the other clutched desperately at the sheets beneath her.

He alternated his technique, keeping her off-balance and overwhelmed. Sometimes he licked broad and flat, covering her entire pussy with each stroke. Sometimes he focused just on her clit with quick, precise flicks of his tongue tip. Sometimes he sucked gently, drawing that sensitive nub between his lips and applying careful pressure.

“Haaaahn❤️~~haaaahn❤️!!” Her vocabulary had devolved entirely into moans and his name, repeated like a prayer or a curse or both.

Nathan could feel her getting wetter, her arousal practically flowing now, coating his chin and jaw with her essence. The musky-sweet scent of her filled his senses completely, making his own cock throb painfully hard where it hung heavy between his legs, untouched and desperate.

But this wasn’t about him yet. This was about making her fall apart completely on his tongue.

He moved lower, letting his tongue slide down from her clit to her entrance. She was absolutely drenched here, her body producing more than enough natural lubrication. He circled her opening teasingly before finally pushing inside.

“Ohhhhh!! Yesss❤️❤️!!” Azariah’s back arched dramatically as she felt his tongue penetrate her. It wasn’t as thick or long as his cock – nothing could compare to that – but the sensation was entirely different and absolutely divine in its own way.

Nathan began to fuck her with his tongue, thrusting in and out in a steady rhythm that mimicked what he’d do with his cock later. He went as deep as he could reach, his nose pressing against her clit, providing indirect stimulation there while his tongue worked inside her tight channel.

“Haaahh❤️! Yes! haaa❤️ I can’t it’s too much~~~” Despite her words claiming it was too much, her hands were holding his head firmly in place, not letting him retreat even an inch.

Nathan pulled his tongue free and immediately moved back to her clit, not giving her any chance to recover. He licked firmly, then sucked hard, and was rewarded with a scream that she quickly tried to muffle with her own hand pressed over her mouth.

He pulled back just enough to growl, “Let me hear you. Don’t hold back.”

His tongue moved faster now, licking her clit with rapid, precise strokes that had her absolutely coming undone. He could feel her getting close – her thighs were shaking violently, her breathing had turned into desperate, panting gasps, her pussy was clenching rhythmically around nothing, and her moans had reached a fever pitch.

“Haaaahn!! No-haan!!!~~”

He didn’t let up, maintaining that perfect rhythm and pressure, adding occasional suction that made her scream.

“Come for me,” he said between licks.

“HAAAAHNNNN! NATHAN! YES! YESSS!”

Her orgasm hit strongly. Her entire body went rigid for one perfect moment, then began to shake uncontrollably as pleasure crashed through her in overwhelming waves. Her pussy clenched and released rhythmically, flooding with fresh arousal that Nathan eagerly lapped up. Her thighs clamped around his head like a vice, holding him in place – not that he had any intention of moving.

Nathan licked her through it all, gentler now but persistent, prolonging her climax, drawing out every last aftershock until she was sobbing with oversensitivity.

“Haaaahn~~hmmm…”

Only then did he pull back, placing one last tender kiss directly on her swollen, sensitive clit that made her whole body jerk.

He rose up on his knees between her trembling thighs, looking down at his handiwork with satisfaction. Azariah was absolutely wrecked – her face flushed deep crimson, tears of pleasure tracking down her temples, chest heaving with desperate breaths, her entire body trembling with aftershocks.

And they’d only just begun.

His cock stood proud and achingly hard, the head nearly purple with need, a steady stream of precum leaking from the tip. He’d enjoyed making her fall apart on his tongue, but now he needed to be inside her properly.

“Ready for more, my Queen?” Nathan asked, his voice rough with barely contained lust.

Azariah’s eyes focused on his massive erection and despite just having come so hard she could barely think, she felt fresh heat pooling between her legs.

“Please,” she whispered. “I need you inside me….”

Nathan gripped the base of his cock and guided it to her entrance, rubbing the swollen head through her wetness, coating himself thoroughly in her arousal and the remnants of her orgasm.

With his other hand, he lifted the skirt of her gown once more, bunching the expensive fabric carelessly around her waist. He wanted to see everything – wanted to watch her beautiful, dripping pussy as he entered her, wanted to witness the exact moment his cock stretched and filled her.

And there it was – absolutely perfect. Pink and glistening, swollen from his oral attentions, her entrance clenching rhythmically as if already trying to draw him inside.

Finally, he pressed the head of his cock firmly against her opening and locked eyes with Azariah. He held her gaze as he began to thrust forward, watching her face transform as he penetrated her.

“Haahh!!” Azariah moaned out loud, both hands clenching desperately in the white silk sheets of her bed as Nathan’s achingly familiar cock invaded her pussy, stretching her, filling her, claiming her inch by thick inch.

She hadn’t had much sex since giving birth to Azarel two months ago – obviously. Though Nathan loved sex with an almost insatiable appetite, he wasn’t a piece of shit to his beloved women. He’d been gentle with her, careful, giving her body time to heal properly, at least for the ’ordinary’ women in his harem as some had specific wishes…

They’d still had sex, but it had been slow, tender lovemaking. Nathan had restrained himself, focusing entirely on her pleasure and comfort rather than his own needs.

But today was different.

Today, Nathan wanted to taste Azariah fully. Wanted to fuck her properly. Wanted to remind both of them exactly how explosive their chemistry was.

He grunted deep in his chest, a primal sound of pure pleasure as he felt Azariah’s pussy walls already constricting powerfully around his invading cock. The heat, the tightness, the slick grip – it was almost overwhelming after the relative abstinence.

But he didn’t stop. He pushed further inside her, claiming more territory, sinking deeper.

“Hahnnn❤️! N…Nathan…so big…haaah❤️!!” Azariah’s voice was high and breathy, edged with that perfect combination of pleasure and the delicious stretch of accommodating his considerable size.

”

You just gave birth and you’re still this fucking tight,” Nathan growled, the comment both appreciative and slightly awed. The words only made Azariah’s pussy squeeze him even tighter, as if her body was responding to his praise.

He reached out with both hands, gripping her legs firmly just above her knees. Using that leverage, he pulled her even closer to him across the silk sheets while simultaneously pushing his dick further into her welcoming pussy.

“HAAHnn❤️~~yess~~~” Azariah moaned out loud, her voice cracking slightly as she felt Nathan’s swollen glans finally touch her cervix, sending deep, intense pleasure radiating through her entire core.

She released her desperate grip on the sheets and simply let herself fall back against the mattress, surrendering completely. She’d already experienced one powerful orgasm from his tongue, and her body was still floating in that post-climax haze, every nerve ending hypersensitive and primed.

Nathan felt her pussy getting even more slippery, felt fresh arousal flooding around his cock as her body welcomed him home.

He smirked with dark satisfaction and began to thrust properly.

His hips pulled back until just the head remained inside her, then slammed forward to fill her completely. Then again. And again. Establishing a powerful rhythm that had the bed frame beginning to creak.

“Haahn❤️~~~haaaah❤️~~~hmmmm❤️~~yess~~~fuck me❤️~~~” Azariah moaned continuously in pleasure as Nathan thrust his hips forward repeatedly, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the room. Her legs dangled on either side of him, swaying with each impact, and Nathan’s hands roamed over them appreciatively – stroking her calves, gripping her thighs, admiring every inch of her perfect skin.

But then his attention was caught by her royal gown. Despite his earlier efforts to bunch it around her waist, the expensive fabric had once again fallen, the skirt obscuring their connection, hiding the view he wanted.

More frustratingly, he could see Azariah’s breasts straining magnificently against her low neckline. The gown had been designed to showcase her cleavage modestly, but with her back arched and her breathing labored, her full breasts threatened to spill out completely with each thrust. He could see the soft curves, the delicate skin, the tantalizing hint of her pink nipples.

It was too much teasing for Nathan to handle.

He reached out with one hand and simply tore the gown open.

The sound of ripping fabric was sharp and satisfying. The expensive silk gave way easily under his strength, revealing Azariah’s beautiful, full breasts completely. They bounced free immediately, pale and perfect, crowned with pink nipples already erected into hard points from arousal.

He didn’t stop there. His other hand gripped the skirt portion and tore that away as well, completely exposing her pussy – now finally visible as it stretched obscenely around his thick cock, her delicate pink folds pulled taut around his girth with each thrust.

Now he could fuck her properly. Now he could see everything.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

The sound of their bodies colliding intensified as Nathan increased his pace dramatically. His hips moved like a piston, driving into her with powerful, measured strokes that had her entire body shifting up the bed.

“Haaaah❤️! Haahnn❤️! Nathannnn~~~Ohhh❤️!” Azariah’s moans grew louder, more desperate, completely unrestrained now. Any concern about waking their son had evaporated under the overwhelming pleasure.

Her breasts bounced and swayed with each impact, absolutely mesmerizing in their movement. Nathan couldn’t resist. His hands left her legs and reached forward to capture both breasts, filling his palms with their softness. He massaged them firmly, kneading the pliant flesh, before focusing on her nipples.

He rolled them between his fingers, pinched them gently, then not so gently. He tugged and twisted, providing that perfect edge of pain that enhanced the pleasure rather than diminishing it.

And then he pulled one particularly hard.

“Hyaaahnn!!” Azariah orgasmed again suddenly, her entire body convulsing as climax crashed through her unexpectedly. Her pussy clamped down on Nathan’s cock like a vice, rhythmic contractions trying desperately to milk him, to pull his seed deep inside her fertile body.

Her back arched dramatically off the bed, her mouth open in a silent scream before sound finally emerged – a long, wavering cry of pure ecstasy.

But Nathan was far from done with her.

He didn’t slow his thrusts even as she came. If anything, he fucked her harder through her orgasm, prolonging it, intensifying it, pushing her higher and higher until she was sobbing with overstimulation.

“Nathan! Too much! I can’t~~haaa❤️~~!”

“Yes you can,” he growled, his voice rough and commanding. “You can take more. You’re going to take everything I give you.”

His hands moved from her breasts to her hips, gripping hard enough to leave marks – possessive finger-shaped bruises that would remind her of this for days. Using that grip, he pulled her onto his cock with each thrust, meeting his forward momentum, creating even deeper penetration.

“Oh gods! Oh fuck! HAAHHnn❤️! NATHAN❤️!” She was screaming now, completely lost to the pleasure, her usual composure and queenly dignity completely shattered.

The bed was definitely going to need repairs after this. The frame groaned and creaked with each powerful thrust, the headboard slamming rhythmically against the wall. Anyone passing in the corridor outside might know exactly what was happening in the Queen’s chambers.

Nathan didn’t care. Let them know. Let the whole palace know that he was thoroughly fucking their Queen.

His own release was building now, pleasure coiling tighter and tighter at the base of his spine, in his heavy balls that slapped against her ass with each thrust. But he held back, gritting his teeth, determined to make her come at least one more time before he allowed himself to finish.

One hand slid from her hip to between her legs, his thumb finding her clit with unerring accuracy. He pressed down and began to rub in tight, firm circles.

“HAAAA❤️! NATHAN! I’M~~I CAN’T~~AGAIN~~!”

PAH! PAH! PAH!

Three more thrusts combined with the relentless stimulation on her clit, and she absolutely shattered.

“HAAAAAHHNNN!!!”

This orgasm was even more intense than the previous ones – her entire body went rigid, every muscle locked, before trembling violently. Her pussy clamped down so hard it was almost painful, pulsing rhythmically, flooding with fresh arousal that made obscene wet sounds as he continued to thrust.

And that finally pushed Nathan over the edge.

With a roar, he buried himself as deep as physically possible and held there as his own release exploded through him. His cock pulsed powerfully, emptying thick ropes of cum directly against her cervix, filling her completely.

“Fuck! Azariah…” He kept cumming, kept filling her, months of relative restraint resulting in an absolutely massive load that her pussy struggled to contain. It leaked out around his cock, dripping down to stain the expensive sheets beneath them.