Done with the All Mother

"The brave berserker returns" Brunhilde greets you back with open arms and little else, ready to hear a careful account of your interlude with the three All Mother aspects. Her cries of enthusiasm shows her approval of how you handled the situation.

You wake up to find the Asgardian goddess naked next to you, still sleeping. There were nine Valkyors in times old, so if you are to repopulate it you would need four other Goddess. You caress her back, her skin the soft blend between feminine comeliness and a warrior's deadliness. Her hair is still sticky with dried sweat and cum, but it still feels divine between your fingers.

Surprisingly, your heart feels heavy with the thought of leaving her side. While the task is by no means unpleasant, there are still so many ways you could explore her luscious body, so many pleasures. Why should you bother with these other beauties when you have one right here with equal insatiable lust?

"You look sad" Her blue eyes had opened, and for a moment you are lost in them. "I was just thinking" is your halfhearted answer. She pries further, and eventually you tell her "I dont feel like ever leaving your side. What interest do I have in these other Goddess, when I have the fairest of them here?" You expect her to reproach your selfishness, but instead she laughs.

"The loveliest among the Goddess is certainly Sif. She has a fierce temper and unwavering courage, her deeds are sang by skalds in every realm" There was admiration in her voice. You remember Sif, you saw her in some newspaper clippings, often fighting alongside Thor. While the brunette was certainly hot, you say "I have always been particular to blondes, myself" Her ruby lips kiss ever so sweetly, and she continues

"Then make yours Amora, also known as the Enchantress. Her beauty slaved many a God and hero, and even I fell prey to her wiles once." You feel your cock hardening at once. "Oh, you did like the thought? Then know all your perverted fantasies are true, she did... teach... me much during my servitude. " and how well the chosen of the slain knew how to play with your cock, her tongue circling around your dickhead. You groan, ready to do anything for her.

"Amora's sister is another beauty. Lorelei. Another seductress with no shortage of charm and tricks. Not as accomplished a sorceress, but it makes her track record of manipulating men all the more... impressive. I hear some say redheads are the wild ones, you tell me how we compare later" She whispers to your cock, you feel your veins throb just at the though of those lips sucking you.

You almost release when the suction starts, lips so eager from morning breakfast. You can't even caress her, completely at her mercy as your very life is draw with every breath. You feel her fingers playing with your balls, the knowledge of how her strength could crush you add to your surrender. Did your powers return yet? You dont know, nor do you care. You trust her, and that is enough.

And she stops. The sudden emptiness springs you wake. "Promise me" you do, it was that important to her. "And the last?" You ask her. She ponders.

"... Sigyn" she says, after length. The name isn't familiar to you, so you ask. "Who?"

"Loki's wife. She was betrothed to another, but Loki took his visage during their wedding ceremony, and married the noble Goddess. Rather than rebel against the injustice she decided to abide the sacred vow she took, and obey his wishes. For her faithfulness Odin declared her Goddess of Fidelity." The story sounded absurd to your ears, and you said so. Your complains end when her divine mouth resumes sucking you. You wonder what she is like, and the idea of making Loki a cuckold does have a certain allure too. When you feel ready to burst she stops, and says.

"Your arms are ready, shined to perfection. Go forth, brave one, there are Asgardian muses to woe and bed"