Gently

As she climbs into his lap, Marcus comes to a realisation. This is an angel of fertility, of course her blessing would be sexual in nature. She was his companion and he was hers. He could command her but she was a gentle woman and deserved to be treated kindly for her first night, despite her nature.

As she came face to face with him, he gently caressed her face, wishing to see her eyes but an instinct told him not to remove the blindfold.

"You're beautiful." He whispered to her. "Is this what you want?" He asks.

"It is." Angel replies with certainty. He could smell her now, it was hard to describe but she smelled of the Spring season, of blossom, of fresh plants, of life itself.

He kisses her, chastely at first. It felt... wrong somehow to behave lustfully with an angel. As soon as their lips met, a new wave of the primal instinct took over, less intense but it pulled him closer. They deepened the kiss, saliva mixing on their entwined tongues. A sweet flavor that only made him crave her more.

His hands roamed her body, exploring every inch of this perfection. She was sensitive, every touch made her react in subtle ways. He finds his way to her breasts and massages them, feeling their plump, soft shape and their inner firmness. Her nipples stood to attention, calling for attention. He needed to feel them.

Gently, he lowered her dress from her shoulders, letting it fall down to her waist.

Her breasts were perfect. Despite their size they stayed up and proud, demanding him to taste.

With kisses trailing down her neck, along her collar bone and finally down towards the prize, he made his way to taste her nipple. He rolled his tongue along them, moving from one to the other. Angel moaned softly, letting him know she was enjoying this as much as he was. He took her nipple into her mouth and sucked it gently, letting his tongue slide along it as he did.

"Champion..." She moaned quietly. "T-This... isn't necessary for the blessing..."

"But it makes it all the more enjoyable for us both, no?" He asks.

Her reply is to moan as he resumes his task.

Eventually he had his fill and wanted more. "I want to taste all of you." He says. She whimpers in response.

Slowly he trails more kisses down her body, lowering her dress fully from her body as he does.

Her pussy glistens in the dim light of night. The scent was like honey.

He teases Angel for a while, kissing around her exposed pussy, causing another whimper of frustration.

As soon as his tongue meets with her lower lips, she quivers, a sign of her sensitivity and her enjoyment.

He tasts the perfect sweetness of her pussy. He'd never tasted a woman so delicious. It was as though everything about her was designed to draw him in.

He plays for a while, threatening to **** her clit before moving away. The anticipation and her sensitivity would no doubt push her quickly to her limit when he finally did so.

True enough, once his tongue tickles her most sensitive button, she moans loudly, no longer able to keep quiet.

She's close already and he explores with his tongue, paying attention to what brings the greatest reaction.

Before long she loses composure entirely, arching her back and screaming loudly, her legs shaking beside his head.

"Champion... t-that was... unnecessary... but thank you..." She says as she regains her breath.

Marcus would love to spend the night tasting each other before sealing the deal but the more he had tasted her, the stronger the urge to be inside her had become. Once again, her wide hips drew his attention and only one thought filled his mind for an instance. I must breed her.

He regains his composure enough to not immediately dive balls deep and instead positions himself over her, gently passing his cock over her pussy lips, coating it in her juices.

"May I?" He asks.

"Yes." She replies, spreading her legs a little further.

Slowly he pushes into the angel, deeper and deeper. She whimpers in pleasure as his tip fully enters.

Soon enough he meets resistance. He doesn't even need to ask, she pulls him gently down for a kiss and whispers into his ear.

"Make me yours."

He pushes past the barrier and, surprisingly, rather than a wince of pain, she moans low and deeply, intensifying their kiss. They were connected completely as he bottoms out inside her. Their linked souls making the connection deeper than any he'd experienced so far.

He gently pulled back, his hands roaming her body once again, their tongues dancing together and made love to this unexpected visitor, an angel of all things...

As their passion increased, their bond strengthened, and he felt his body ripple with energy. This wasn't just sex, he remembers, this is a ritual, a contract signed with the gods.

Something is changing within him, something he didn't understand but something that felt right.

They moan into each other's mouths as their passion increases. His stamina isn't faltering, his rhythm steady.

He now feels more physical changes occuring, his balls grow heavier and heavier, he seems to reach new areas he hadn't yet inside of her.

A look down confirms, his girth had increased significantly, he couldn't speak for the length while inside her but he was sure that had increased too.

"You feel it. You're almost ready, my champion." She says quietly between heavy breaths. "Put your child in me to complete our connection."

The words trigger something in him. He hadn't thought about having a child anytime soon before but hearing this perfect woman ask for it awakened something in him. While before he felt he could go for another hour, now he was on the edge.

"Angel! Yes! Take my child!" He exclaims as he reaches his unexpected limit. The orgasm is the longest of his life and it feels as though he pumps more and more cum into her for minutes.

He passes out.