The Goddess of Fate, still trembling slightly, met his gaze.
"And if I refuse?" she challenged, though her voice lacked its earlier conviction.
Robert merely grinned, his eyes twinkling. "Then I suppose I'll just have to convince you. Besides, you're already so wonderfully wet for me, Goddess. It would be a crime against creation to waste such an invitation." He leaned in, his breath warm against her ear. "Think of it as… a more intimate form of apology. A way to truly seal our newfound understanding."
She swallowed, the dryness in her throat making the simple act difficult. A part of her, the ancient, logical part, screamed at the absurdity of the situation. Another part, however, the one that still felt the phantom echoes of his tongue on her most sensitive flesh, was undeniably intrigued. She had never felt such raw, unbridled sensation.
"But… I am the Goddess of Fate," she began, her voice a fragile whisper.
"And I am Robert," he interrupted, his tone firm yet playful, his hand already caressing the inside of her thigh, inching closer to her slick core. "And right now, Goddess, your fate is in my hands." His fingers brushed against her clitoris, eliciting another sharp gasp. "*Mmmph!*"
He pushed gently against her entrance, testing the waters. Her internal muscles clenched around his finger, a soft, involuntary *clench-release*. Robert chuckled, a low, satisfied sound that vibrated through her.
"See?" he murmured, his eyes locking with hers, full of a seductive power. "Your body already knows what it wants."
He positioned himself, the head of his cock pressing against her wet opening. A deep, anticipatory groan rumbled in his chest. "Ready, Goddess?"
She bit her lip, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. The heat, the pressure, the sheer audacity of this mortal… It was overwhelming. But then, a small, almost imperceptible nod.
"Just… be gentle," she whispered.
Then, with a careful thrust, her cock made its way inside and he moaned.
"Ahh..!" The Goddess groaned in pleasure.
"Ahh fuck, you are so tight."
"Is that… alright, my dear Goddess?" he murmured, his hips still. His eyes, now slightly glazed, searched hers for any sign of discomfort.
She could only manage a shaky nod, her breath catching in her throat. The fullness was beyond anything she had ever conceived. It was a delicious invasion, a breathtaking surrender. Her fingers, without conscious thought, tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the internal roar. "More."
A slow, wicked smile spread across Robert's face. "As you wish." He began to move, a slow, deliberate rhythm, pulling back almost entirely before plunging deep again.
A wet, fleshy sound filled the air, a primeval beat. Each thrust sent a jolt of pure fire through her, igniting nerve endings she hadn't known existed.
"Ahh…ahh…ahhh." she cried out, the irony lost in the torrent of sensation. Her hips instinctively rose to meet him.
"That's it, Goddess," he encouraged, his voice a gravelly purr against her ear. "Let go. Feel it. Let me take you." His hand found her breast, thumb teasing her nipple, sending another wave of shivers through her.
"No," she whimpered, her back arching, "I am…Ahh!" Her protest dissolved into a moan as he hit a particularly sweet spot.
He quickened his pace, the thwack-thwack-slurp becoming a frantic drumbeat. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, demanding more. The edge was close, a dizzying precipice.
"Robert…" she gasped, her body trembling uncontrollably.
"I'm going to fill you up now!"
"Fill me up..! Fill me up!"
"Mmmph!" Robert groaned, following her over the edge, burying his face in her neck, his body shuddering with the force of his own release. "You are truly magnificent."
He pulled out his shaft, and the semen spilled over.
"Now, I'm satisfied, you can send me over to my new world right now," Robert said and added. "But why is it that I don't feel the power you are talking about?"
The Goddess of Fate, still in euphoria, replied. "Tha…that's because you are not in that world yet."
"I see. I know now."
She flicked her fingers and a magical circle appeared beneath his feet.
"Good luck, Robert."
Before Robert could say anything, she flicked her fingers again and he disappeared. She sighed, looking at her pussy filled with semen.
Her cheeks blushed, reminiscing what just happened earlier. That human was so good.