The Vow of Devotion
The voice and content of the Devotion Pledge did not quite align, yet it was true that Hera’s divine power needed swift restoration. When the Dimensional and War God regarded her with troubled eyes, she shook her head vigorously, signaling her refusal. Yet another goddess seized her face with both hands and plunged her tongue deep into her mouth in a kiss.
“Mmph—!”
Whoosh! The divine power of a Main God poured straight into Hera, whose strength had already been drained down to that of a Lower God. Her body trembled at the rapturous sensation, and her inner walls clenched tight. She thrashed her head to escape, but her womanhood was still impaled to the womb by his manhood, and her limbs were pinned so she could not move. Every shift sent fresh waves of stimulation through her core and fresh surges of divine power down her throat, forcing endless convulsions and wordless pleas for pleasure.
“Mmph—! Mmph—!”
Whenever her body convulsed, the other goddesses each claimed one of her swaying breasts. When they grasped the golden ornaments dangling from her nipples, she let out a strangled moan that sounded like a scream even through the haze of confusion.
She twisted desperately, as if to insist it must not happen, but with only the power of a Lower God she could not break free of the goddesses’ hold. Each time they tugged the golden ornaments, a trickle of divine power leaked out, making her limbs quiver.
“Granraha, we all have to do the same thing anyway. It makes no difference to us whether it happens now or later, so you need to recover quickly.”
“Mmph—! Mmph—! Mmmph—!”
Even as she shook her head in refusal while being kissed, the goddesses smiled and began to pull on the golden ornaments. Her breasts moved with them, and Hera, still locked in the kiss, let out a nasal cry of protest.
“Aahhng! Ahk—! You can’t release the seal on my chest right now—!”
“Then recover faster! I refuse to watch you try to enjoy the honeymoon all by yourself.”
“Ahak—! Al… all right.”
With an expression of helpless surrender, Hera looked at him, nodded, and spoke through trembling lips.
“Take… take in the essence of divine power and give it to me.”
“Are you certain? Revered Hera, even if it takes a little longer, we can replenish your power separately. If you dislike this, we can leave right now.”
With his current strength as the Dimensional and War God, shaking off the goddesses’ playful restraints would have been trivial.
“I absolutely hate this, but…”
The goddesses’ expressions grew fierce as they stared at her with heated eyes, and the sealing ornaments on her nipples were tugged a little harder. She flinched.
“A-Anyway, the other goddesses also have to preside over the ritual, so they need practice.”
Tears welled in Hera’s eyes, betraying how wronged she felt, yet the sight seemed to convince the goddesses of her sincerity. At her words, the goddesses who had been caressing her face and tongue with their own now kissed her again, thrusting their tongues in with renewed passion. They had apparently already decided the order; the rest stroked his upper body and face while quietly waiting their turn.
“Mmm!”
A tremendous surge of divine power traveled along his tongue and through his entire body, then flowed into Hera in an amount exceeding two and a half billion. She let out a piercing, nasal scream and began to tremble violently.
The goddesses released her limbs and pressed their tongues to both breasts, two at a time, injecting divine power in turns.
“I-I’m going crazy—! Mmph—!”
Two more goddesses took turns kissing her, pouring power into her through her mouth while the first pair continued feeding power through her sensitive nipples. Overwhelmed by the vast divine power flooding her womanhood, nipples, and mouth, Hera lost all reason. Her body began to rock up and down like a leaf caught in a storm.
Squelch—! Squelch—!
The overflowing love juices from her core made obscene sounds as they rubbed against his shaft. He, too, shuddered at the peak of pleasure transmitted through his manhood. Another goddess licked her golden pubic hair, now drenched and glistening, further stoking her excitement.
When the combined stimulation of his shaft and the goddesses’ tongues overlapped, her eyes rolled halfway back. She moved up and down a few more times before suddenly stopping.
“Aaaahhhng!”
With a cry that sounded like a sob, she reached climax again. Her body went limp, and the goddesses quickly caught and steadied her. They resumed pouring divine power without pause through her mouth and nipples. Her already hypersensitive body, still riding the peak, could offer no resistance; she merely convulsed and accepted everything. Her fixed limbs continued to twitch with endless orgasms.
When her eyes finally showed only the whites and she fainted, the goddesses spoke in startled voices.
“That’s terrifying. So this is what happens when a Lower God receives simultaneous power replenishment from eight Main Gods.”
“Granraha couldn’t even scream and just kept climaxing until she passed out? How intense was it?”
“We should take our time with the replenishment.”
“Right. No matter how good it feels, that level is genuinely frightening.”
“At this rate, Granraha won’t try to monopolize him so recklessly anymore.”
“She got completely played. What a scheming woman.”
“If she had just said something, we would have listened, but to deceive her friends like this…”
The Dimensional and War God gave a wry smile as he watched the goddesses converse so casually, as if he were no longer present now that Hera had fainted from pleasure. During the ritual he had been too focused to notice, but the sight of eight supremely beautiful goddesses, all naked and surrounding him, felt both novel and intensely erotic.
The goddess who had been exchanging tongues with him and sending him divine essence already had half-lidded eyes; she was savoring the exchange and experiencing light climaxes of her own. After lingering in the afterglow for a moment, she withdrew her lips, pulled her body away, and, breathing hard, kissed his cheek.
“It’s my turn next, so you can look forward to it. My divine power is higher than Granraha’s. And I’ll give it my all in a fully open state.”
Her eyes, now completely restored by his power, sparkled as she pressed another passionate kiss to his lips and sent him a clear intent.
‘Don’t neglect me when I come to you alone later. I can serve you far better than Granraha.’
‘You are welcome anytime. I welcome any being who is strong, beautiful, and worthy of respect.’
‘If I had known it would feel like this, I would have come first. Ah—! Speak to me kindly as well.’
‘You, too, are exceedingly beautiful and strong.’
‘Hmph—! For now, that much is enough. Once you witness my true worth, the word “best” will be attached to it.’
‘I look forward to it.’
‘I will not only meet your expectations but move you as well. Granraha is not the greatest among the goddesses.’
She reluctantly drew her face away, tidied her hair that shimmered with divine power, and addressed the other goddesses.
“Don’t forget that I’m next.”
“You—! Weren’t you the one who drew the shortest straw and cried that you didn’t want to go first? Already changed your mind?”
“No—! Next is me.”
“Honestly, I can’t deal with any of you. Why are you all like this?”
“You may be a goddess, but you were only ever the Main God of some ignorant, impoverished barbarian tribe. That’s why you feel nothing even after seeing that sight and this divine temple.”
Most of the goddesses stared blankly at the extremely ornate and vast divine temple, as though recalling distant memories. They seemed to be reminiscing about somewhere far away, their expressions filled with quiet happiness. Absorbing the abundant vitality with their entire bodies, their eyes narrowed to slits and their breathing grew excited.
The divine power the goddesses had poured into Granraha was rapidly recovering through the vitality of the divine temple.
They released Hera’s limbs, which had gone limp from climax, and laid her atop his body. His manhood remained inside her, still helping her recover divine power. The goddesses each reclined naked on the sofas and began to converse comfortably.
“That’s right—! I was poor, so I built my temple inside a cave. How could I construct a splendid divine temple in a land where trees were scarce and the ground was frozen solid? Even my powerful followers struggled to survive; one moment of carelessness and they dropped dead. So I don’t feel moved by such luxuries! A cave is perfectly fine for living.”
“That’s why you opposed building the universal temple in the first place—! The first universal temple was literally a doghouse! And why did you oppose expansion and new construction?”
“It’s wasteful! A ruler should set an example. A house only needs to be good enough to eat and sleep in. And a doghouse? In my divine realm, it was the most splendid temple built by the wealthiest god! Everyone was so envious when they saw the universal temple.”
“That was only in your impoverished divine realm. This doesn’t even match the group quarters of mid-to-upper gods in other realms. Anyway, you need to fix it somehow!”
“You all liked how cheap and efficient it was, didn’t you?”
“Why are you bringing that up now!”
“Because being here makes the comparison obvious! Once people come here, they’ll flood us with complaints demanding better temples.”
“Then just don’t let them compare. Problem solved if they can’t enter—!”
“You call that a solution? If you don’t renovate my temple first, I won’t increase your vitality allocation next year—! I’ll cut it in half!”
“That’s too much! We’re already short on individual temples as it is. There’s no space in our divine realm for a grand temple like this.”
“I don’t care—! Figure it out yourselves—!”
The Dimensional and War God let out a hollow laugh as he watched the naked goddesses now pointing fingers at one another. With one male god and eight goddesses present, none of them paid any attention to his gaze. It felt as though they were relaxing naked in a hot spring. After all, during the ritual they had already seen everything there was to see. Still, despite being a male god, they showed no wariness; whenever their eyes met his, they winked and sent seductive glances.
Cradling the unconscious Hera carefully in both arms so she would not wake, he stood and sat down on a sofa.
“Mmm!”
The moment he sat, a slight stimulation reached her core through the manhood still buried deep in her womb. Hera let out a soft moan and pressed herself closer to him.
The sensation of her impossibly full and warm buttocks against his thighs and the springy weight of her breasts against his chest drew an involuntary sigh of admiration. The way her inner walls gently squeezed his shaft, warm and soft, was deeply satisfying.
He stroked her golden hair and waist that shimmered with light, letting her lean fully against him. He positioned her chin comfortably on his right shoulder and finally let out a long breath. Hera, too, wore a satisfied expression, as if comfortable, and nestled against him while breathing softly through her nose.
The sight of a noble goddess, unconscious and naked, with his manhood still inserted inside her, resting in his arms did not feel lewd—it felt almost sacred.
Judging by the way her core continued to spasm while absorbing his divine power, she would not regain consciousness until her power was fully restored. Still, with the vitality of the Adamantium Divine Temple, it would not take long.
The meaningful gazes the goddesses directed at the two of them were becoming burdensome.
‘Why aren’t they putting their clothes back on? Do goddesses always hold meetings naked when they gather like this?’
The thought crossed his mind because the goddesses displayed their beautiful naked bodies without the slightest hesitation. Moreover, while looking at him, they would cross their legs again to flash glimpses of their womanhood or lean forward to emphasize the curves of their breasts and the golden ornaments on their nipples.
‘Their flushed faces suggest they’ve absorbed too much vitality and are aroused.’
Hera’s presence in his arms, still impaled on him, only heightened the effect. To calm the atmosphere, he summoned the table and refreshments once more. When drinks, fruits, and sweets appeared before them, the goddesses glanced at them with lingering reluctance before beginning to eat and drink.
Performing the Vow of Devotion ritual had consumed enormous amounts of divine power and stamina, so they had reached the point where a certain amount of food was necessary. Even unconscious, Hera smacked her lips at the scent of the food. He held a drink in his mouth and gently let it flow into hers; she drank it down in a daze. After repeating the process several times, she leaned back with a finally satisfied expression.
He, too, needed food, so he supported her back with his left hand, leaned her gently against the table, and began to eat. While eating, he looked at Hera and found her breathtakingly beautiful. Her perfect features, golden hair shimmering with light, full and elastic breasts, slender waist, and—now that the seal on her womanhood had been released—the greatly enlarged, elastic buttocks and long legs formed an artistic harmony.
The lush golden hair of her womanhood pressed against his own, their strands intermingling and gleaming. His shaft was buried without gap inside her nectar-slicked core, twitching slightly—an image that was both intensely erotic and strangely comforting. Every time she breathed, the golden ornaments on her nipples swayed as if begging to be sucked. Yet with all the goddesses watching so intently, he could only endure and refrain.
“Dimensional and War God? Are you perhaps interested in these sealing ornaments?”
Having noticed his gaze, one goddess approached with a playful smile. As if to show them off, she gave her breasts a large shake that filled his vision.