As the sun dipped below the horizon, we arrived at a grand, castle-like mansion in the heart of Krezel—where land was most expensive.
Unlike the frugal goddess Demeter, Thanatos had a penchant for extravagance.
This was just one of her many lavish properties scattered beyond Krezel.
Among the heavenly goddesses, Thanatos was exceptionally wealthy—second only to one other on the entire continent.
Yet her fortune wasn't inherited through divine status; it was earned through shrewd business acumen that rivaled her magical prowess.
After a light dinner with wine at Thanatos & Her, I retired to my usual guest room in the mansion.
Lying alone on the oversized bed, I was startled by a soft knock—followed by the door opening without waiting for my response.
"Already asleep~?"
Thanatos stood there, fresh from a shower, her silver hair damp and a gray bathrobe loosely tied around her.
"Feeling lonely after reuniting with your beloved wife after so long?"
"No, Thanatos, that's not—"
"Hehe, just teasing~."
She laughed, delighted by my flustered reaction, then swayed toward me like a dancer gliding through a waltz.
Mesmerized, I watched as she reached the bed and untied her robe, letting it slip to the floor.
Beneath it, the Goddess of Death stood bare—her flawless body a feast for the eyes.
Milky breasts that trembled with every slight movement,
A waist so slender it defied logic beneath their weight,
And the untouched paradise between her thighs—
A vision of perfection, rivaling even Demeter's divine allure.
"If you keep staring like that, I might just wear you out."
With a predator's grin, she climbed onto the bed, completely naked.
Her fingers, skilled and deliberate, began undoing my pants.
I surrendered to her touch as she freed my already-hard cock, her hand wrapping around it with practiced ease.
"Hehe, missed this?"
Her tongue flicked across her lips before she started stroking me slowly.
My toes curled as pleasure surged through me.
"Good?"
She watched my reaction through half-lidded eyes.
I nodded, breath hitching.
Satisfied, she leaned down and took me into her mouth.
"Tsk~ Churrup…"
"Ah—!"
Her tongue swirled expertly, the sensation so intense I had to fight not to spill right then.
Among the five heavenly goddesses, Thanatos' technique was unmatched—every flick and suck threatening to undo me.
"Enough—get up here, Thanatos!"
If this continued, I'd embarrass myself before we even started.
I pulled her onto the bed, flipping our positions.
She giggled, licking her lips as if savoring the taste, then spread her legs in invitation.
"I'm putting it in…"
I guided my slick cock to her entrance, fumbling slightly before sinking into her tight heat.
A moan tore from my throat as her walls clenched around me.
"Ngh! Thanatos—!"
I thrust desperately, lost in the way her body gripped me.
Thanatos moaned, but her breaths were measured—controlled.
I knew she wasn't truly lost in it yet.
I kissed her, kneading her breasts as I fucked her, trying to draw out more.
She arched, gasping, but I could tell—she was holding back.
"Tsk! Ah—!"
Less than a minute in, my stamina wavered.
Even with the hero Ion Reyhard's body, my endurance was still bound by my own limits.
My thrusts slowed, my strength waning.
Thanatos noticed instantly.
With a fluid motion, she flipped us again, straddling me.
Her hand guided my cock back inside her, and she began riding me with effortless grace.
"Ugh—!"
"Like how I feel inside~?"
She smirked, rolling her hips in slow, deliberate circles.
Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders as she braced her hands on my chest, her breasts bouncing with every movement.
I reached up, gripping them, and she moaned—louder this time.
Her pace quickened, her walls milking me relentlessly.
"I'm close—!"
"Cum whenever you want. Fill me up~."
Her whisper was a command.
Her hips pistoned faster, and with a choked groan, I spilled into her.
Thanatos let out a soft sigh, her body still flush against mine.
Unlike me—limp and spent—she showed no fatigue.
She slid off, then took my softening cock back into her mouth, cleaning me with slow, teasing licks.
"Ion."
After a moment, she curled against me, resting her head on my arm.
Expecting a kiss, I leaned in—but her next words froze me.
"Shall we invite the guest?"
My breath hitched.
Had I misheard?
"What…?"
But her expression was deadly serious as she pressed her lips to mine again.
"I know you're with another man."
The Goddess of Death smiled—a slow, knowing curve of her lips—and sealed my fate.
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