Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess



Holy Sword Tournament Arc II

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(POV: Akashic Records)

In the realm of mortal beings, there existed a timeless adage revered by men far and wide, whispered in hushed tones behind closed doors:

❝ Don't make her eyes wet, make her pussy wet.

Don't play with her feelings, play with her boobs.

Don't crush her heart, crush her loins. ❞

It encapsulated a universal truth tucked away deep within the recesses of the male psyche, urging them to strive for a lover's blissful delight rather than relying on sorrow's empty embrace. But what if this principle were to be tested upon a psycho goddess, a being born of unfathomable power and capricious desires?

Yes, All-Father's daughter was that psycho goddess.

The atmosphere grew tense as Stellaria, a deity known as the goddess of space and the esteemed second daughter of the All-Father, cornered Lumiere.

With an air of audacious confidence, she lowered herself onto his crotch, settling upon him like a formidable predator ready to strike.

Two elegant hands found their place tightly wrapped around his neck, constricting his airway while she studied his countenance with an unyielding gaze.

Ordinary humans would've succumbed to the cruel grip inflicted upon them, but Lumiere didn't panic.

The sensation of asphyxiation gnawed at him, threatening to sever the tenuous string connecting his life to this world, yet serenity laced his composure.

He broke the unnerving silence, his voice strained but resolute.

"What may I call you, fair goddess?"

Lumiere's query hung in the air, mingling with the hushed gasps that escaped his constricted throat.

Stellaria's beautifully sinister smile widened, an alluring blend of superiority and intrigue.

"I'm Stellaria, the goddess of space, daddy's second daughter," she whispered, her grip tightening incrementally with each passing moment.

The subtle trickle of saliva trickled down the corner of his mouth, an involuntary response to the sheer intensity of their encounter.

"Daddy?" he asked knowingly.

"All-Father..." she grinned seductively.

"I see. So why are you choking me?" he asked indifferently.

Stellaria whispered to Lumiere, "Did you know, there exists a rigid hierarchy where the alphas reign supreme?" Her lips formed a sly smile, exuding an aura of mysterious allure. "The alphas always get to stay on top and dominate their mates..."

"Good for you.." he replied with a constrained voice.

"( It's not that I don't want to break out of this position... it's just that I can't, my movements are sealed for some reason. )" (Lumiere)

This was because of her sub-skill - 「Spatial Domination」 via her Apex Skill — 『Spatial King Azurath』.

"Do you wonder," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction, "what was on my mind while I awaited your return?"

The words slithered from her tongue, laden with both curiosity and a sense of dangerous desire.

"Strangulation, perhaps?" he suggested calmly, unsure of the unpredictable path their conversation was taking.

Stellaria chuckled softly, the sweet melody tinged with a hint of mirthful insanity.

"Oh, my dear Lumiere," she teased, releasing her grip and tracing her fingertips along his cheek. "Not quite. I much rather prefer riding you."

With a tantalizing sway of her hips, she pressed her curvaceous bare buttocks against his groin, a torment laced with forbidden temptation.

Lumiere's crotch was cool against her bare skin, anticipation coursed through her veins. Gently, she began to sway her hips, straddling his crotch as if it were a wooden horse. The motion, back and forth, brought her a unique pleasure, fulfilling a secret yearning she had harbored for so long.

"Ahnnnnnn!~Mmmnnghhnn!~Nnyyesnnn!~~"

The bump of his slowly hardening cock brought a delightful challenge, poking and prodding at Stellariaʼs moist clit. But she welcomed it, embracing the discomfort as a small price to pay for the greater cause. For every ache and tremor, she knew her orgasm and intimacy with Lumiere would elevate.

"Nnnghhh! Nnnghhn!~~Nnnyyesss!! Ahnn! Ahn! Ahnmnn!~~"

As her hips gyrated and applied pressure to his stiffened cock, her pussy burst open, releasing a torrent of luscious fluids that mingled with the sweat on Valeria's skin and stained his crotch. The ravishing mess only excited her further, igniting a fire within her that fueled her determination to continue.

"I want to do more sinful things to you... don't you want to?" (Stellaria)

"Eh?" (Lumiere)

When Stellariaʼs delicate fingers brushed against his hand, she could feel the cold sweat of anticipation trickling down her brow. Lumiere's hand exuded a thick, viscous liquid, like a dense fog. It was the manifestation of some of her vaginal fluid showering his fingers.

Intriguied a little by this gooey and rather sticky situation, Stellaria eyes locked with Lumiere. She used her left hand to split open her vagina and properly reveal the creamy surface which beckoned to Lumiere, promising sweet salvation.

With an audacious yet delicate touch, she gently pressed his fingers against her clit.

"Ahnnnnn!~" she moaned.

The fingers were swallowed by walls of her vagina, completely immersed in its luscious interior. Stellaria's orgasm tightened, her fingers slowly massaging and rubbing her pussy as well gently spreading her juices all over her fingers.

All this while still riding his crotch.

The scent of temptation wafted through the air as Stellaria's tongue moistened her lips, eager to taste herself (vaginal fluids). In one swift motion, she brought his drenched finger to her awaiting mouth. The tip of her tongue made contact, delicately caressing the finger, and the sweet nectar of her pussy mingled with her tongue, intertwining in a tantalizing dance.

She moaned softly, a passionate sound that echoed in the room, as her tongue explored every crevice of the finger.

She savored every taste, her senses engulfed in the sweet symphony of flavors and the infectious power of the eroticism.

"( Why are the insides of her mouth so slippery... and warm. It's like I dipped my hands into a cup of saliva... )" (Lumiere)

Doing his best to hold his moans, evidence of his pleasure, Lumiere gritted his teeth.

Her other hand moved to wipe off the traces of saliva that adorned her lips, but her intoxication with her juices was too great.

Gently, she traced her fingers across her mouth and brought them to her tongue, allowing the sensualities of her moist, warm tongue to wrap intricately with her finger and slowly suck off her goddess nectar.

"( I don't know how it's possible... but this girl can get me hard just from these silly foreplay... )" (Lumiere)

In the heat of the moment, Stellaria's touch traced along Lumiere's sculpted chest, her hands igniting a spark of desire within him.

Straddling him with fervor, a mischievous smile played on her lips as she leaned closer, her voice dripping with temptation.

"You know, Lumiere," she whispered, her words a sweet melody, "we could keep this our little secret. Just imagine the thrill of an illicit affair."

Lumiere's heart raced, his mind intoxicated by the possibilities unfolding before him.

The blush of arousal painted Stellaria's cheeks, further fueling his desires.

"( Can I really? No, no, Lumiere. That's a slippery slope to nowhere! That's not your main focus... )" (Lumiere)

But before Lumiere could gather his thoughts, a sudden presence disrupted the intimate moment.

Serena materialized, her arms folded and her radiant white hair cascading down her shoulders.

Lumiere had never seen Serena in such a state of displeasure, and his heart sank with unease.

"( Crap! It's Serena... and she looks... mad... )" (Lumiere)

"What is the meaning of this?"

Serena's voice adopted a stern tone, her eyes piercing through the hazy atmosphere.

Stellaria, undeterred by Serena's presence, smirked teasingly as she licked the crevices of her fingers and replied, "Oh, Serendipity, I'm just teaching Lumiere the ancient Trifects' tradition."

Serena's gaze sharpened, her intuition painting the truth across her features.

"Is that truly what's happening here?" she inquired knowingly, her voice hanging heavy in the air.

"( Okay Lumiere, your next words should be the right one... think before you speak... )" (Lumiere)

Lumiere, quick-witted and aware of the precarious circumstances, chose his words carefully.

"Eh?" he said, his voice laced with a hint of innocence.

It was as if he was pre-programmed to say that when he had nothing else to say.

The tension in the air was palpable as Lumiere's words floated between them, a delicate balance between truth and temptation.