Soul God Dominates the Mortal World
Chapter 69: "What Matters Is That You Treat Me Well," [R-18]

Chapter 69: "What Matters Is That You Treat Me Well," [R-18]

She bobbed her head, taking him deep, her lips sliding to the base, her throat constricting around his girth, the slick friction driving him wild.

Her huge melons bounced faintly, her fat ass swaying, her moans muffled, vibrating through his cock, sparking jolts that made his groans rougher.

Mira’s blowjob was relentless, her pace quick but precise, her tongue working his tip with hungry, swirling licks, her hands staying on the bed, her body rocking slightly, her curves a hypnotic sight.

The pleasure surged, his cock throbbing in her tight, warm mouth, the heat building fast, her skill pushing him to the edge in moments.

"Fuck..." he growled, his voice breaking, his glowing eyes locked on her—lips stretched, eyes half-lidded, drool glistening—a fucking goddess devouring him.

With a final, deep suck, Mira’s tongue flicked his slit, and Deus couldn’t hold back. He grunted, his cock pulsing, shooting a hot, thick load of cum into her mouth, the quick climax intense, his divine essence flooding her tongue.

Mira moaned softly, swallowing eagerly, her throat working, taking every drop, her lips tight, sucking gently to catch the last pulses. She pulled back with a soft pop, her lips glossy, a faint smile curling her mouth, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

Deus’s breaths were heavy, his lustful gaze still burning, his cock twitching, ready for more despite the quick release.

Mira licked her lips, her huge melons heaving, her fat ass still raised, her body a promise of further pleasure.

~Slurp~

~Slurp~

~Slurp~

~Slurp~

The room was thick with their heat, the air heavy with the scent of sex, Ivana’s soft, sleeping breaths a faint echo, the quick, lewd slurps of Mira’s blowjob lingering in the charged silence.

*****

*~Slurp~

Mira’s tongue gave one final lick, cleaning Deus’s cock, her lips glossy with saliva and traces of his cum. She locked eyes with him, her gaze sultry, her voice soft and dripping with need.

"I need you inside me, Lord..." she purred, her words a sensual caress. "I crave your dick, fuck me mercilessly, pound me and fill me with your divine essence, please..."

Her tone was so seductive, so raw, that Deus’s cock twitched, throbbing hard, the sound of her voice igniting a fire in his core.

Too aroused to delay, Deus slapped her fat ass, the sharp

Pa-!

Pa -!!

Pa-!!!

echoing, her oiled flesh jiggling, a red imprint blooming on her skin.

"I want to feel you too, Mira, alright, get into position..." he growled, his voice low and commanding, his glowing eyes burning with lust.

Mira’s eyes sparkled with glee, her heart racing as she turned, shifting from her blowjob stance to all fours, her favorite position—doggy style—her thick thighs spread, her busty ass raised high, her glistening pussy on full display, wet and inviting.

Deus’s dick twitched at the sight, her curves a fucking masterpiece, her juicy cunt calling to him, pulsing with need. She edged closer to the bed’s end, bringing her ass nearer to where he stood, her body trembling with expectation, her huge melons swaying beneath her, her black hair cascading, framing her lewd beauty.

But then, Deus grinned, a devilish glint in his eyes as he thought of something and slapped the cap of his cock against her hole, the slick

~squelch~

drawing a soft moan from Mira, her pussy clenching at the tease.

He slapped again, harder, the wet sound echoing, her moans sweeter, her ass quivering.

Slap-!

Slap-!!

Slap-!!!

He struck multiple times in quick succession, each impact eliciting beautiful, needy moans, her juices dripping, coating his tip, her body trembling with desperate arousal. He usually wasn’t this playful, but her boldness sparked a rare urge to tease her, to push her limits.

"Mira, you’ve gotten bold since this morning," he said, his voice a low taunt. "I’m starting to miss the docile Mira of yesterday, who loved pleasing me more than seeking her own pleasure."

Mira’s heart sank, her mind clouded by her craving for his dick, her pussy aching.

"But pleasuring you is still my priority, Deus, my Lord..." she retorted, her voice shaky, her thoughts jumbled, unable to think straight under the weight of her desire.

Deus’s grin widened, her words falling into his trap. "So why didn’t you suck me more? Normally, you’d love to suck my dick a few times before begging me to be inside you."

"No, Lord, I thought you loved my pussy better than me sucking you..." she stammered, her voice desperate, her pussy clenching tighter, her need overwhelming her.

"It doesn’t matter how much I love your blowjob or your pussy," he said, spanking her butt cheeks again, the

Pa!

sharp, sending a bittersweet pleasure coursing through her. Mira moaned, the sting blooming into a warm, tingling ache, her ass jiggling, her pussy dripping, her desire for his cock reaching a fever pitch.

"What matters is that you treat me well," he growled, his hand lingering, fingers grazing the red imprint, teasing her heated skin.

Mira couldn’t take the teasing anymore, while she was a god, a powerful one at that , her hunger for Deus’s dick was so intense she felt like she would faint if Deus delays further.

"Please, Deus, give it to me... Please, my Lord, I promise to serve you for all eternity..." she begged, her voice breaking, her body trembling, her pussy clenching with desperate need.

"Hmm..." Deus nodded, satisfied, his glowing eyes narrowing with lust. Without hesitation, he pressed his cock cap to her entrance, pushing in slowly, relishing the pleasure of her pussy, tight and juicy, gripping him like it was made for him alone.

I can’t get enough of this feeling...*’he thought, a low groan escaping as her warm, slick walls enveloped him, a perfect fit that drove him wild.

Grabbing her neck with a dominant grip, he raised her upper body just enough for her earlobe to brush his lips. Sucking it gently, he whispered, his voice soft but dripping with command, "I can’t seem to get enough of you, Mira, alright, take my thrust..."