Milking

Ayaan remained stoic as the goddess made such a beautiful offer to him. He would birth her an army if she desired it.

"I seek only the well-being of your son goddess... I will end her if anything happens to him."

Ayaan spoke softly. Though the goddess didn't seem satisfied by just emptying herself twice inside of Owae. He'd be more than honored to milk her dry.

"I offer my body to you my goddess, if you desire to bless me with your abundance of seed, I will wholeheartedly give birth to a child for you."

He had hardly finished speaking before Anua's powers consumed him in warmth and a blinding light. They reappeared inside of his bedroom and he immediately got down to his knees, rubbing his face against her bulging shorts. He breathed in her scent and then gently dragged his tongue over the shorts, tasting her sweat through them.