Sirius could feel the supple, plush softness of her inner thighs embracing every inch of his hardened length, as though her body had instinctively molded itself to fit him.
The sensation of simply slotting himself between her legs like this—without even penetrating—was overwhelming enough to make his jaw tighten, his breath catch, and his teeth clench from the sheer rush of pleasure coursing through him.
Across from him, the goddess visibly trembled the moment his cock slipped between the tender warmth of her thighs.
A foreign intrusion—hard, heavy, and very much alive—had suddenly pressed into the intimate space between her smooth legs.
It was hot.
It pulsed with heat that contrasted sharply with the gentle cool of her skin.
And gradually, her soft flesh began to yield around it, shaping itself, conforming, as if trying to absorb the pressure of the foreign presence.
"Hnnn...~♥"
A sweet, breathy moan spilled from her lips before she could even stop herself.
It was bizarre, really.
The thing pressing between her thighs wasn't even touching her vagina directly—and yet, despite that, her body reacted as if it had.
Her nerves tingled.
There was a warm ache forming at her core.
Why?
What exactly was this feeling swelling inside her chest. Or rather… inside her womb?
What on earth was happening to her?
"Hmmnnn...♥~~"
Her soft moans, warm and damp, reached Sirius's ears like musical notes soaked in lust.
His mind swirled, growing dizzy and heavy with the weight of those sounds.
Even without inserting it… it already felt this good.
So how good would it feel if he actually pushed inside her?
That sinful thought flickered across his mind for just a moment—an intrusive fantasy—but he quickly snuffed it out before it could take root.
No… he should just be grateful.
Grateful that he even had the chance to do this much with her at all.
"Hnnnn~...♥, hnnghhh~♥, mmmm~♥..."
The goddess's moans were now half-suppressed by her own hands, fingers trembling as she pressed them against her lips to stifle the cries of pleasure escaping from her throat.
And just as Sirius had silently fantasized about what it would feel like to actually enter her, the goddess found her own thoughts spiraling down a similar path.
What would it feel like to truly let him in?
How much more intense would the sensation become?
But beneath that forbidden curiosity... fear slithered in.
Not fear of the pain, or of how much she might love it.
No—it was fear of what would happen to her afterward.
If she went that far... would she still be the same?
Gods weren't supposed to fall in love with mortals.
That was a law carved into divinity itself.
And the same was true for humans.
The relationship between goddess and man was never meant to cross into love or lust.
One revered.
The other was revered.
Nothing more.
The distance between them was immense.
It was like a chasm of fate.
If she surrendered now, gave in to temptation, she risked consequences that could never be undone.
She might never be allowed to return to godhood.
That was why… no matter how much they wanted, no matter how much they craved, they couldn't go all the way.
But at the very least—this—this grinding, this friction, this heat shared between them... allowed them both to glimpse a sliver of what it might be like if they did.
Sirius's grinding intensified slightly, hips moving with more rhythm and more desperation.
A thin bead of pre-cum had begun to ooze from his tip, It was slick and hot. It coated the inside of her thighs, acting as a lubricant. The friction grew wetter, more fluid and more intimate.
With that new slickness, his member slipped upward along the channel between her thighs, gliding directly toward the area where her legs met the base of her pelvis.
Right there, where her panties clung to her skin which was soaked and heavy with her arousal.
His shaft pressed up against her drenched panties, sinking slightly into the soaked fabric that shielded her private part.
"Mnmnnnnmnnnnnn~~~~~♥♥♥♥"
Suddenly, her entire vision exploded into brilliant lights and unseen sparkles. It was like fireworks behind her eyes.
Her whole body tensed.
She had just orgasmed.
Her pupils dilated and twisted into little heart shapes, her lips parting wide as her chest heaved and hot, trembling breaths poured out of her in waves.
"Haaa~♥... Haaa~♥..."
She gasped, her voice shaky, her body twitching from aftershocks.
Sirius stared at her, his breath catching in his throat as he took in her post-orgasmic form.
His heart pounded violently in his chest.
He had just made a goddess orgasm—without even fucking her.
That realization snapped the final thread of control holding him back.
The last barrier—his restraint—crumbled away like sand.
"Ahhh…!"
The goddess gasped again.
She felt the thin band of her panties being hooked and tugged downward—slowly and sensually—gliding down over her hips, her white ass, until they stopped and bunched up around her thighs.
They hung there, right above the sacred place that had just been throbbing with climax.
And then, she felt it...
Something firm, thick, and burning hot pressing directly against her slick, pulsing sacred place—this time with nothing in the way.
Sirius's member grazed along the goddess's sacred valley, the sensitive skin of her inner thighs parting just enough to create a slick channel of heat and softness.
Her supple flesh quivered beneath his touch, reacting involuntarily to the raw friction, her body betraying her composure.
A tremor ran down her spin, as her back arched in response to the unfamiliar jolt of intense, teasing pleasure.
With a slow motion, he slipped through the narrow passage created by the juncture of her groin and smooth thighs.
The sensation of her warmth hugging his shaft made his breath hitch.
The tip of his cock finally peeked out, gleaming and swollen, slick from the goddess's own honey that coated him entirely.
"I'm sorry, goddess... but as long as I don't go inside, it's okay... right?"
She didn't even have time to process the question before Sirius's hips suddenly surged forward, driving his penis harder into her thighs.
"Hnggghhhhh~~~~~~~~~~~~♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥"
The moment their bodies connected, her vision exploded into a kaleidoscope of blinding sparkles.
It was as if the stars themselves burst behind her eyes.
Her mouth fell open in a silent gasp before she clenched it shut.
The grinding pressure against her most sensitive spot sent an electric current through her hips.
Her whole body jolted. There was no cloth left to separate them now. It was pure, skin-on-skin stimulation.
"Hmnmnnn~~, hnnghhh, hmmnnn~♥, hmmmn~♥"
Sirius began thrusting slowly, pressing his hips rhythmically into her soft backside.
The pace was torturously smooth, his penis gliding along the slick groove between her thighs.
A wet, obscene sound echoed with every roll of his waist—flesh slapping against wet flesh—each thrust slathering her skin in more of her own arousal.
"Hhnnnn...~ Ahhnnnn~... hmmmmnnn~~~♥♥♥"
Every time he moved forward, a gasp slipped past her lips.
Her thighs closed tighter around him, guiding his cock through the molten groove of her wet valley.
The pressure of her thighs and the friction against her swollen clit made her whole lower body twitch with every stroke.
The sensitive bud, stiff and throbbing from constant stimulation, was rubbed relentlessly.
Her juices were overflowing now with the warm honey leaking out uncontrollably, trailing down her legs, splattering with each thrust, sticking to their skin in glistening strands.
"Aaaah, fuawaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuu!! Auuuu... Aahhhhhhhhhnnnn~~~~~~~~♥♥♥"
By then, she didn't even care who might hear.
Her cries echoed, vibrating in the silence of the night.
The pleasure took over her reason, her pride, her identity as a goddess.
Right now, she was simply a woman who was utterly lost in the haze of lust.
Even Sirius began to groan lowly, his breath getting heavier, the sticky friction pushing him closer to the edge.
Her soft thighs hugged him tighter, her slick nectar making it impossibly hot and slippery.
The thick trail of her honey dripped down, coating everything between them, gliding over their skin like liquid fire.
Her cheeks were flushed a vivid red, lips parted and panting, eyes half-lidded in a dreamy, intoxicated daze. She looked absolutely ruined by pleasure. Her face had melted into an expression of pure, uncontrolled bliss.
Sirius's hand wandered under her clothes, sliding slowly upward until it reached her chest.
His fingers found her bare breasts, which were soft and warm, unprotected by any fabric. She hadn't been wearing a bra.
His palm made full contact with her delicate skin, and he could feel the stiff peaks of her nipples pressing into him, hardened from the arousal. The sensation jolted straight to his cock.
"Aaaah, good~♥♥♥... So good~~~~♥♥♥, ahhhnnnnnn~!"
"Goddess…!"
He could barely speak anymore. The mounting pressure inside him was building fast with an overwhelming wave of pleasure spiraling up from deep inside.
It was the same mind-shattering sensation they'd shared the night before, but now it was even stronger.
Then—
"Kuh....!"
A surge of climax erupted from the base of Sirius's spine, sending shockwaves through his entire body.
The pleasure was so intense it felt like his soul had been ripped upward.
The goddess bent backward violently, her entire body convulsing as if lightning had struck her nerves.
"HaaYYyynnnnnnnnnNNNNNAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHNNNN~♥♥♥!!!"
They came at the same time.
***
Ever since that night, the goddess and I had been sneaking around like guilty lovers, indulging in this dirty, addicting ritual under the cover of darkness.
Every night, once Cecilia had drifted off to sleep, the goddess would quietly sneak to my side, and there, in the dark, she'd give me a thigh job.
Not that I was complaining.
Hell, it felt really good.
Still, I couldn't shake this weird feeling... like I wasn't really supposed to be doing this.
I mean, the whole reason I started traveling in the first place was to save Alice.
But now?
I hadn't even gotten close to that goal.
Instead, here I was—driven by lust, letting myself get lost in this goddess's body.
Honestly, she felt more like a succubus than a goddess.
But like I said—I wasn't complaining.
Her body was just that good. And even though we'd only done thigh jobs so far, the pleasure I got from it was unreal… way more intense than anything I'd ever experienced.
My only real concern was...
Could I even control myself much longer?
Or would I eventually end up going further than I should?