I Enslaved The Goddess Who Summoned Me

Chapter 43 Goddess Khione's Tongue Work (3) *

43  Goddess Khione's Tongue Work (3) *

After we emerged from the dense greenery of the forest, we were met by knights who began treating us while we waited for the other groups to arrive. Fortunately, after about an hour, the rest of my classmates joined us, and there were no casualties.

We hadn't lost anyone during the entire month, thanks largely to Sienna's quick thinking and bravery. She had saved them from numerous dangerous situations, although Cecilia found it odd that such a powerful beast was roaming outside its usual territory.

The most pressing issue, however, was Oscar's mysterious disappearance. He hadn't sent any messages or calls, and there were no traces of him. The knights were understandably worried and dispatched a team to search for him.

Meanwhile, they didn't want us to wait around idly, so we were allowed to return to the castle. Amelia, though, had to meet the Emperor for a debriefing. I suspected they would question her about Oscar as well, but she genuinely didn't know anything, so they wouldn't find any leads through her. They would likely call me in next, but I had a little time until then.

I opened my room and closed the door behind me. To my surprise, Khione was already inside. She spoke with an indifferent tone, but I could sense her underlying anger.

"You killed him," she said bluntly.

"I had no choice. He wanted to kill me, after all," I replied, splashing water on my face to cool down.

To be honest, I had wanted to kill that guy for a long time, ever since he started eyeing Gwen and Amelia. He made it easier for me by attempting to kill me first, giving me a solid reason in the process.

Khione remained silent, her expression unreadable. The weight of my actions and the consequences that might follow hung heavily in the air.

Khione wasn't upset because she cared about Oscar; she didn't give a damn about him. Her worry was for me, whether it stemmed from the bond that meant she would die if I did or from genuine concern after a month together, was uncertain. But she was clearly uneasy.

"They will come out now," Khione said, her tone somber.

By 'they,' she was obviously referring to the true rulers of the Empire of Light.

"I know," I replied casually, trying to mask the seriousness of the situation.

I wanted to see them anyway. It was a good opportunity to assess the strongest individuals in the Empire of Light. I had felt, on more than one occasion, that we were being watched. I hadn't acted on it, knowing it was likely under their orders, but it still irritated me.

I needed to verify their true goals, desires, and thoughts about me, especially now.

I walked over to my giant bed, fit for royalty, and sat down, turning my gaze to Khione. She wore a stunning off-shoulder white dress, looking every bit the goddess she was.

She was absolutely beautiful.

In fact, she was still the most beautiful woman I had ever met, and in the two weeks since I first saw her, she seemed even more radiant. Her beauty had only intensified, and I couldn't help but be captivated by her presence.

I smiled, spreading my knees apart slightly as I settled in. "It's time, Khione, for the daily blowjob."

Khione's blue eyes met mine briefly, reflecting a mixture of reluctance and resignation, before she approached me. Daily was no understatement. Over the past two weeks, Khione had been performing this task for me every day. Ever since I'd had sex with a goddess, my libido had surged to unprecedented levels. I needed to release my pent-up desire on someone, and for now, Khione was the only one available. Well, Amelia had been added to the mix recently, which was certainly a welcome change.

Khione knelt before me with an air of practiced grace, her movements now fluid and devoid of the initial hesitation. She reached out with her delicate, pure fingers, deftly unclasping my belt. As she lowered my pants to my knees, my cock sprang free, initially limp but steadily hardening in response to her proximity.

Positioning myself at the edge of the seat, I guided my cock closer to Khione's beautiful face, its tip brushing against her small, pert nose. Khione's brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of discomfort crossing her features.

"Quick. Lick it. I can't wait long," I commanded with a smirk, relishing the control I had over her.

Khione's fingers wrapped around my shaft, her touch light and tentative. She brought her face closer, her breath warm against my skin as she inhaled the musky scent of my precum. "Did you miss my semen?" I taunted, my smile widening.

"No," she replied softly, her voice a whisper of defiance.

"Lick then," I urged.

"Sluuurp~~sluuuurp~~~"

Khione's tongue flicked out hesitantly, tracing a path along the length of my shaft. Her touch was tentative at first, but as she became more accustomed to the routine, her movements grew more confident. She licked from base to tip, swirling her tongue around the head and collecting the beads of precum that had gathered there.

"Sluuuuuuuurp!"

"That's it," I murmured, running a hand through her silken hair, encouraging her to take more of me into her mouth.

Khione's lips parted, enveloping the head of my cock in warm, wet heat. She sucked gently, her tongue working in tandem with her lips to create a delicious friction. The sensation was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I leaned back slightly, letting out a low groan as I savored the moment.

"Good girl," I praised, feeling her mouth tighten around me in response. Her eyes flicked up to meet mine, a hint of something unreadable in their depths. Whether it was defiance, resignation, or something else entirely, I couldn't be sure. What mattered was the sensation of her mouth around my cock, the way she worked her tongue and lips to bring me pleasure.

"Gluuuurp~~~sluuuurrrp! Gluuuuurp~~"

The sounds of Khione's wet, eager mouth on my cock filled the air, a symphony of lust that only fueled my desire further. Her tongue danced around my glans, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. It was an addiction, pure and simple—I could never get enough of the way she worshipped my cock with her mouth.

I reached down, cupping her cheek with one hand, guiding her movements to ensure every touch was exactly where I wanted it. Her pink lips formed a tight seal around my shaft, her eyes half-closed in concentration as she pleasured me.

"Gluuuurp~~~gluuuuurp….~~gluuuurp"

My hips began to move lightly, pushing my cock deeper into Khione's warm, inviting mouth. I explored the wet cavern, feeling the velvety smoothness of her cheeks and the delicate pressure of her lips. My cock traced the contours of her mouth, gliding over her white teeth and pressing against her soft, pliant tongue.

Khione's hands fell away from my shaft, resting at her sides in a gesture of submission. She was letting me take control, allowing me to fuck her mouth as I pleased. I moved carefully, savoring the sensation of her mouth around me, pushing deeper with each thrust.