Yes

You feel the surge of fire and heat rush through your joined bodies, and for a moment Russ’s entire body glows with a brilliant halo of crimson light. And then he is moving, thrusting into you with a sudden passion unlike anything you imagined.

You bounce up and down atop him, bouncing almost all the way off his cock and then dropping down to impale yourself on him. With a wordless snarl, his hands come up to grab your waist just above the armored skirt, and he starts guiding your bounces into synchrony with his thrusts.

“Oh goddess, Russ,” you moan. “Fuck me, fill me with your seed. Just a cheap slut, a whore who threw away my goddess for the first halfway decent man I met, that’s all I am, all I’ll ever be. And it was worth it, oh goddess it was worth it!”

Pleasure like you’ve never felt before builds in you, before cresting in an explosion of white fire that blasts outward from your groin, reducing you to a wordless scream of pleasure. Russ pulls you tight against him and you feel him spasm, hot seed lashing the entrance to your cervix.

You slump atop him, as worn out as you’ve ever been from a hard day’s exercise, and you feel Russ’s cock pulse inside you, pumping further sperm to fill your defiled womb. You’ve done it. Russ is alive beneath you, the feverish heat gone. You’ve thrown away your Goddess, lost everything that mattered to you for the past decade, but you’ve saved Russ.

And right now, as your head fits against his chest and you hear his heartbeat strong and steady in your ear, that seems a good trade.