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Chapter 2 - Chapter 4: Fucking the Queen of Spirits

Here I am, face-to-face with the Mother of Spirits, her emerald eyes sizing me up like I'm a bug. But fuck, I'm Eros now, not Kévin the loser. My heart's pounding, and I feel this heat in me, this Seductive Aura pulsing like a drug. She's sitting on her vegetal throne, green hair cascading over her shoulders, her massive breasts barely held by her leaf dress, and her ass… goddamn, that plump ass screaming "take me." The interface flickers in the corner of my vision:

[Quest: Seduce the Queen of Spirits and Fuck Her].

Clear objective, juicy reward. Gotta play this smart.

"So, Mother of Spirits," I say, my voice steadier than I feel, "ever thought about letting go? Letting a god, even a fallen one, show you what you've been missing?" I step closer, closing the gap. Her eyes narrow, but I catch a glint of interest. I reach out, activating a power I feel instinctively: [Divine Touch]. My fingers graze her arm, and a golden spark flares at the contact. She flinches, her cheeks flush slightly, and I hear her breath quicken.

"What are you doing?" she murmurs, but her voice wavers—not with anger, no, with desire. I smirk, stepping closer. "Showing you what a god can do," I reply, my tone dripping with the confidence Eros's body lends me. I lean in, my lips brushing hers, then I kiss her. Not some shy peck, a real kiss, my tongue tangling with hers, exploring her hot, wet mouth. She moans softly, and I slide my hand down, grazing her bare thighs, soft as velvet.

Suddenly, she pushes me back, her eyes blazing. "What do you think you're doing, Eros?" she snaps, but her voice lacks conviction.

I chuckle, stepping forward again. "I'm here to satisfy your pent-up desires, my queen. How long have you played the untouchable leader? Let me set you free." Before she can respond, I kiss her again, harder, deeper. My hand slides up, finding her breasts, teasing her nipples through the thin leaf layer. They harden under my fingers, and she lets out a muffled sigh.

I go lower, slipping my hand under her dress, finding her panties—or whatever passes for them, a thin, web-like vegetal fabric. She's soaked. Fucking drenched. I pull my fingers out, glistening with her arousal, and show them to her. "Look at this," I murmur, smirking. She looks away, shy, her cheeks burning. Without waiting, I slide my fingers back in, penetrating her hot, wet pussy. She tenses, a moan escaping her lips, and I start fingering her, slow at first, then faster, finding a rhythm that makes her tremble.

Her body arches, her tongue peeks out, slick with saliva, and her moans fill the room. "Oh… fuck…" she gasps, and I feel her pussy clench around my fingers. A few minutes of intense stroking, and she explodes, her body shaking with a violent orgasm. She clings to me, nails digging into my arms, and I watch her come, eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent scream.

I stand, blood pumping in my veins. My dick's hard as a rock, and I drop my toga, letting it fall. Her eyes lock onto my erection, widening with a mix of shock and raw desire. She steps closer, almost hypnotized, and kneels before me. Her tongue brushes my cock, tentative at first, then she takes it in, her hot, wet mouth enveloping me. I groan, grabbing her green hair, and thrust harder, fucking her mouth with an intensity that surprises even me. She moans, hands gripping my thighs, and I feel the pressure build. A few deep thrusts, and I come, a hot flood filling her mouth. She swallows, eyes half-closed, drunk on it.

But I'm not done. I pull her up, pin her against the throne, exposing her perfect ass. I lift her dress, revealing her glistening pussy, and without a word, I plunge my cock into her. She cries out, half-pain, half-pleasure, and I start pounding her, my hips slamming against her ass. Her breasts bounce with each thrust, and I raise my hand, smacking her ass hard. Her eyes roll back, her pussy tightens around me, dripping wet. "Fuck, you love this, don't you?" I growl, and she only responds with incoherent moans.

A few more thrusts, and I come again, filling her pussy with a hot surge. But I'm far from finished. I turn her around, forcing her to face me, her green eyes drowned in pleasure. I penetrate her again, my hands pinching her hard nipples, and she comes a second time, her body trembling under me. I keep going, fucking her relentlessly, her pussy soaked and her cries filling the air. I come again, and again, marking her body like a conquered territory.

Finally, exhausted, we collapse on the floor, her naked body against mine, her breathing ragged. The interface flickers, and a message appears:

[Quest Completed: Seduce the Queen of Spirits and Fuck Her]

Reward: Alliance with the dryads, +200 charisma points, enhanced power (Seductive Aura +20%, Divine Touch improved).

Special Note: The Queen of Spirits is now addicted to your cock. Congratulations, fallen god.

I chuckle, panting, looking at the Mother of Spirits lying spent beside me. "Not bad for a start," I murmur.

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