Chapter 52: Too Much Desire? [R-18]Mira snuggled close, her body pressing softly against his side, a warm, sensual weight that stirred him even in his satisfaction. Her huge melons squished against his chest, their soft, plush flesh yielding, oiled warmth seeping into him, her erect nipples grazing his skin with faint, teasing sparks.

    Her skin was like velvet, smooth and supple, gliding against his with a silken intimacy, her curves molding to his hard frame. Her fat ass rested against his thigh, its soft, rounded weight a gentle pressure, her breath warm against his neck, slow and steady, carrying the faint scent of jasmine from the oil.

    The closeness was electric, her body a perfect fit, soft and warm, a quiet intimacy that soothed his divine senses.

    Mira’s fingers brushed his chest, hesitant at first, then bolder. "Lord... I want to ask something," she said, her voice a shy murmur, her eyes searching his.

    Deus’s gaze softened, a rare gentleness in his tone. "Ask."

    She bit her lip, her cheeks flushing. "If... if the circumstances are reasonable, am I allowed to please you? Without asking every time?"

    Deus smiled, instantly catching her meaning. She wanted freedom to act intimate, to touch him, kiss him, please him without begging permission each moment. It’d be a hassle otherwise, a constant dance of formalities. He decided to be lenient, casual even.

    "Yes," he replied, his voice warm, a glint of amusement in his eyes.Mira’s face lit up, glee sparkling in her eyes. She traced circles on his manly chest, her fingers slow and deliberate, gliding over his chiseled muscles with a tender, teasing touch.

    Her smile was soft, radiant, her huge melons shifting slightly as she nestled closer, her body pressed tighter, her warmth seeping into him like a quiet promise.Deus’s smile lingered, a rare peace settling over him.

    He closed his eyes, his body sinking deeper into the bed, Mira’s softness anchoring him. ’When last have I felt this way?’ he thought, his heart light, unburdened. My heart feels so free.

    The weight of millennia, of battles and solitude, seemed to melt away in her embrace. For the first time in eons, he felt content, sated, whole.Mira’s fingers kept tracing, her touch a gentle rhythm, lulling him.

    Her breath against his neck slowed, matching his, their bodies entwined in a quiet, sensual dance of closeness. Deus drifted, his mind easing, and with a final, contented sigh, he fell asleep, the warmth of Mira’s huge melons and soft skin pressed against him, a divine comfort that carried him into dreams.

    The room was silent, save for their steady breaths, the new beds cradling them, the air still tinged with the faint musk of their passion.

    With that, the night faded, the soft glow of the room dimming as silence settled over Deus and Mira, their bodies entwined on the fresh king-sized beds, her huge melons pressed against him, a quiet warmth lulling them into dreams.

    Meanwhile, in Deus’s soul subspace, a realm of boundless wonder unfolded. It shimmered like a vast, cosmic sea, its surface rippling with ethereal blues and silvers, stretching endlessly in all directions.

    At its heart loomed a massive land continent, its jagged peaks and lush valleys sprawling across a domain greater than a hundred Earths combined.

    The air hummed with raw power, a divine energy that pulsed through the subspace, alive and vibrant. Billions of beast souls thrived here, their forms flickering like stars—some massive, some sleek, all top-notch, ranked from fearsome titans to cunning wraiths, each a testament to Deus’s might.In a tiny, auspicious corner of this vast realm, Nyx and Seraphina meditated, floating above the shimmering sea in lotus positions.

    Their presence was magnetic, their bodies glowing with a radiant light that outshone every other beast soul in the subspace. They wore their armor, as always, the sleek designs hugging their curves, a perfect blend of beauty and menace. sea??h thё N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Nyx’s jet-black armor gleamed like polished obsidian, her jet-black hair glittering faintly, strands catching the subspace’s ethereal light, shimmering as if turning to molten silver.

    Her aura was calm but deadly, a quiet storm waiting to erupt. Seraphina’s red armor burned like a flame, its crimson hue vivid against the sea’s glow, her fiery red hair blazing brighter, each strand alive with an inner spark, as if woven from embers.

    A crowd of beast souls gathered nearby, their forms — scaled, winged, clawed—hovering at a respectful distance, eyes wide with awe. They felt the frightening aura emanating from Nyx and Seraphina, a pressure that made the air tremble, the sea ripple. It was raw, divine, a power that dwarfed their own, whispering of evolution, of ascension.

    The subspace itself seemed to hold its breath, the cosmic sea swirling slower, as if honoring the transformation unfolding.Then, without warning, a pulse of energy surged.

    An egg-like cocoon, translucent and glowing, enveloped Nyx and Seraphina, its surface shimmering with veins of silver and crimson light.

    The cocoons pulsed faintly, like heartbeats, their forms suspended within, serene yet powerful. The beast souls gasped, their murmurs rippling through the subspace, a mix of reverence and envy.

    No one knew when Nyx and Seraphina would emerge, fully evolved, but the air crackled with promise, the cocoons radiating a divine energy that hinted at something extraordinary.

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    Time blurred, the night’s peace stretching into an unknown span. Deus stirred, a jolt of pleasure ripping through him, a low groan escaping his lips as he woke.

    His divine senses snapped alert, his cock throbbing, engulfed in a warm, wet heat.

    "Huh?" he muttered, a frown creasing his face. ’Does she desire my essence this much?’

    Right in front of him was Mira, her head bobbing with fierce focus, deepthroating his hard cock like it was her only purpose. Her lips were tight around his girth, sliding down to the base, her throat constricting with each plunge, wet, sloppy sounds filling the room.

    She sucked him like a lollipop, her tongue swirling around his tip when she pulled back, teasing the sensitive ridge with quick, hungry flicks before diving deep again.