The final phase of the ritual.

The mortal girl collapsed on her side, having finally come down from the high of her orgasm. Annia and Elisia gave each other a reassuring kiss as Annia looked back to Malarye. She crawled up to Maralye and, like a cat tasting a new saucer of milk, bent down and dragged her tongue over the slit of the moral girl's leaking opening. Maralye cried out in shock, still tender and sensitive from her orgasm. Annia gave an mused little snort before grabbing Malarye's leg and draped it over her shoulder. She readjusted herself, her own pussy lined just of Malarye's and she gently rested herself on her. Then she moved.

Malarye bit her lip and moaned in it as she felt the goddess rub against her, their swollen nubs touching and jolting each other like the matching ends of magnets. She moaned and cried out in succession, feeling so blessed as she is being satisfied by such a beautiful goddess in such a wonderful way.

Elisia creeping up from behind Annia and cupped the red-head's breasts, massaging and bouncing them in the way Annia like them. Annia turned her head and gave the platinum-blonde a deep kiss.

What Malarye did not seem to notice was that Annia had taken her leg off of her shoulder, continuing to scissor her without needing it, as if the motion itself was the cause of such sexual contentment. She felt herself being dragged closer, as if she wanted to be closer to Annia in their moment of congress. She was so close that Annia, her breasts still being grasped by her wife, reached down and placed both of her hands on Malarye's shoulders. She pushed downward, Malarye's body becoming more and more within Annia's wet, waiting walls.

She was shrinking, morphing and readjusting herself to fit within the goddess, as if she was by her very nature made to please and service her. To become one with her as was her destiny.

Tears were leaking from her eyes as she cried out, not from pain or fear, but from happiness like she never felt before. Like as if she had finally discovered what she had been missing all along and that she had returned to that state of completeness that not even Paradise could give her.

"I love you," Malarye cried out with a pure, unspeakable joy before she disappeared entirely.

The exhausted Annia fell flat on her face onto the bed before rolling over. She placed a hand on her flat stomach, feeling satisfied and content.

"I love you too, baby," Annia whispered.

Elisia laid down next her wife and wrapped her arms around her, burying her face in her red hair and she breathed it in. Annia looked up at her.

"So... did it work?"

"I... I think so," said Elisia. She got on her knees and stared intently on Annia's stomach. "We did everything right. Now all we need to do it wait and see."

"Hey." Elisia looked to Annia, who placed a hand on her cheek. "I love you. You know that, right?"

Elisia smiled back.

"Yeah," as she bent down and kissed Annia's belly-button. "I love you too."