Rise of the Harem King

Inanna's smile was as sexy as ever.

"But all I want, is to talk with you, my son,"

She appeared again on her knees, now with her hand holding that huge cock.

"Don't worry, even if you cum to my perfect handjob, it's not incest," she said with a teasing tone, "Afterall, you are adopted."

She kept moving her hands slowly, her technique was particularly refined, but she didn't needed it.

Her mer touch was electric, and almost impossible to resist.

Davi's entire body trembled under the weight of Inanna's touch, each brush of her fingers sending electric jolts through his core, threatening to unravel him completely.

Her divine existence made resistance feel like defying the laws of nature. By all rights, a mere mortal should have succumbed, his will shattered by the overwhelming allure of a goddess.

But Davi clenched his jaw, his mind a battlefield where lust warred with the stubborn flicker of reason that refused to let go.

His pride wouldn't allow himself to just fall in the hands of this woman.

"I… I just want to talk," he managed, his voice hoarse, each word a struggle against the haze clouding his thoughts.

His eyes darted to Luna, still unconscious on the opalescent stone. He just wanted to look away from the goddess, his mind couldn't take it much longer.

"You are so stubborn," she said with an all knowing smirk. She now looked like a very sexy and mature milf scolding a little brat.

"There's no need to be shy, big boy," she said, appearing in front of that massive cock and kissing its tip, sending a shock of pleasure through Davi's entire body.

But even after all of that, Davi insisted on keeping his cool. His delicious cum was still kept inside his balls

Inanna's pout deepened, her full lips curving in mock indignation, as if offended by his restraint. "

Hmph! How dare a mortal resist me?" she huffed, her voice dripping with playful scorn. "If you want to talk so much, then come with me,"

In a flash, she spun away, her back now to him, her flowing robes of starlight doing little to conceal the mesmerizing curve of her impossibly perfect, juicy ass.

Each sway of her hips as she took a step was a calculated tease, the movement hypnotic, drawing Davi's gaze like a moth to a flame.

His resolve wavered, his hungry eyes tracing the contours of her form, a primal urge screaming within him to surrender.

What an ass, he thought, immediately cursing himself for the lapse, his hands clenching into fists to ground himself.

Inanna giggled, as if sensing his inner turmoil as he followed her. At each step, his resistance was slowly being destroyed. But he somehow always regained his cool.

Seeing a human chase so much resistance was really hot. Even a high grade good, would normally be on his knees begging for her at this point.

How much can he take? she wondered playfully, tapping her chin with a mischievous smile as ideas for testing that human raced through her mind.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at their destination, or rather, the next instant found them already there.

It was a simple room, yet strikingly elegant: two luxurious chairs upholstered in rich velvet faced each other, bathed in the soft glow of ambient lighting.

The walls were adorned with intricate carvings that seemed to pulse faintly with an otherworldly energy, giving the space an almost sacred aura.

Davi was guided by a supernatural force to one of the chairs, his body sinking into its plush embrace. The chair felt surprisingly heavy, as if it were designed not just for comfort, but to hold him firmly in place.

However, Inana didn't sit in her chair, not yet. Instead she appeared close to Davi again.

Davi's breath hitched, his body screaming for release as Inanna leaned forward, her hand once again finding his throbbing length.

"Why don't we make a little bet? If you can resist my touch for five minutes, I'll answer all your questions," she whispered in a chilling tone. "Oh!" Her voice suddenly turned playful again. "I'll even give you a special reward afterward!"

"Don't worry," she teased, her fingers gliding with a slow, expert rhythm, each stroke a test of his endurance. "Even if you give in to my perfect touch, there will be no punishment."

"Actuly," Her light and mischievous laughter echoed. "Giving in to me is going to be very pleasurable, you know."

Every fiber of Davi's being strained against her, his mind clinging desperately to his rationality.

"All I want is information and, if possible, power," he was somehow able to mutter such words with a truly cold tone.

Inanna tilted her head, her silver hair cascading like a waterfall of moonlight, and for a moment, her teasing facade softened. She studied him, her gaze piercing through his soul, as if weighing his resolve.

Then, with a theatrical sigh, she released him, her hand withdrawing as she floated back, her robes settling around her like a shimmering veil.

"Very well," Inanna said, her tone shifting to one of amused respect, though a hint of her playful seduction lingered. "I think I have done enough. I give up, you don't need to resist for five minutes."

Inanna reclined on a luxurious throne, her starlight robes clinging to her curves, accentuating every sensual line of her divine body.

With a playful snap of her slender fingers, silken clothes wove themselves around Davi's naked form.

But in a last act of playful teasing, she completely filled Davi's ball with an impossible amount of cum, and maxed his desire. Then with a subtle gesture, she unleashed a surge of divine magic, flooding Davi's body with an overwhelming tide of primal lust.

Inanna leaned forward, her full, heaving breasts straining against the delicate fabric of her robe.

"Oh, my sweet mortal," she purred, cupping her ample curves with deliberate slowness, her fingers tracing the edges of her perfect mounds.

"With such need burning inside you, I could offer… relief." Her voice was a sultry whisper, as she teased her rosy nipples with the tip of her finger, coaxing a faint, pearlescent trickle of divine milk to spill forth.

"If you desire," she continued, her lips curling into a seductive smile, "I could let you taste the nectar of a goddess." She arched her back slightly, the movement causing her robes to slip, revealing more of her flawless skin, glistening as if kissed by starlight.

Before Davi could answer, everything around them began to tremble, and a bluish light erupted in the middle of the room.

The loud sound of an explosion echoed through the small space.

Through the haze of smoke and azure glow, Davi squinted, his heart pounding as he made out a familiar silhouette emerging from the chaos.

"Amelia?" he murmured, his voice laced with disbelief.

The figure stepped forward, her lithe form cutting through the dissipating mist. Amelia's piercing eyes locked onto Inanna, her expression a mix of defiance and irritation.

"So, my special guest has finally arrived," Inanna sighed, her sultry voice tinged with disappointment, as if the arrival had spoiled her game.

Her starlight robes shimmered as she leaned back on her golden throne, a playful smirk curling her lips. "It's a pleasure to meet the woman who felled one of the demon generals."