I Enslaved The Goddess Who Summoned Me - Chapter 642: Nathan’s Tongue Work to Khione *

Chapter 642: Nathan’s Tongue Work to Khione *

“Was that… what you needed… before leaving?” She asked breathlessly.

Nathan stroked her hair tenderly, his touch gentle now in contrast to how roughly he’d just used her.

“I may need more of you,” he said, his voice still rough with lingering arousal.

Before Khione could respond, Nathan lifted her up effortlessly with his hands, bringing her to her feet. Then he reached for her gown, bunching the expensive fabric in his fists and lifting it upward to expose her legs.

His hand immediately intruded beneath the dress, sliding along her bare thigh with clear intent.

“N…Nathan…hmmm~~” Khione called softly, her voice already breathy with anticipation as she felt his warm touch traveling up her inner thigh.

Nathan’s fingers moved higher, pushing past the smooth skin until he reached her bare pussy. There was no undergarment to obstruct him – she never wore any when they were together, knowing he preferred easy access.

His fingers immediately encountered wetness – abundant, slick arousal coating her delicate folds.

The moment he made contact, Khione’s thighs trembled visibly.

“You’re already this wet, Khione,” Nathan observed with dark satisfaction, his fingers sliding through her arousal. “You shouldn’t hide how much sucking my cock turns you on.”

“She will wake up…” Khione protested weakly, glancing nervously toward the bedroom where Nivea was still sleeping soundly.

“Then let’s hurry up,” Nathan said decisively.

He immediately ducked beneath her gown, disappearing under the fabric, his focus narrowing entirely to what lay before him – Khione’s bare, beautiful pussy.

It looked as perfect as the first time he’d seen it. Smooth, pink, glistening with arousal. Divine in every sense of the word.

Seeing her pussy now wet and ready for him, Nathan couldn’t wait any longer. He leaned forward and licked a long, broad stripe directly through her slit.

“Haahh!” Khione’s moan escaped immediately before she clamped her hand over her mouth, her eyes widening with the dual sensations of pleasure and panic about being heard.

But Nathan was just getting started.

His tongue delved between her folds with practiced skill, licking through her abundant wetness, gathering her sweet essence on his tongue. She tasted incredible – cool and sweet with that unique flavor that was purely Khione.

“Mphfff~” Khione’s muffled moan vibrated against her palm as Nathan’s tongue found her clit and circled it teasingly.

Her free hand flew to his head beneath her gown, fingers tangling in his hair, torn between pulling him closer and pushing him away before they got caught.

Nathan ignored her conflicted responses and focused entirely on his task. His hands gripped her thighs firmly, spreading her wider, holding her in place as his tongue worked magic between her legs.

He licked from bottom to top, then focused on her clit – that sensitive little bundle that he knew drove her wild. He circled it with the tip of his tongue, flicked across it rapidly, then sealed his lips around it and sucked gently.

“Hmmmffff! Haamnn❤️!” Khione’s muffled moans grew more desperate, her hips beginning to rock against his face unconsciously.

Her thighs trembled on either side of his head, threatening to close around him but held open by his firm grip. He could feel her struggling to stay quiet, could feel the tension in her body as she fought against the overwhelming pleasure.

Nathan pulled back just enough to speak, his words muffled by the gown covering them both. “Let me hear you. I want to hear how good this feels.”

“I…I can’t…she’ll…haaaa❤️!” Khione’s protest dissolved into a barely restrained moan as Nathan’s tongue thrust inside her entrance.

He fucked her with his tongue, pushing deep into her tight channel, feeling her inner walls pulse and clench around the intrusion. Meanwhile his thumb found her clit and began rubbing firm circles.

“Hmmmfffh! Haaaaa❤️!” Even muffled by her hand, her moans were getting progressively louder.

Nathan could feel her getting wetter, could taste fresh arousal flooding against his tongue. He withdrew from inside her and moved back to her clit, this time with more intensity – licking firmly, rapidly, relentlessly.

“Nathan! Hmmhhh! I’m…I’m going to…haaaaah❤️!”

Her thighs began to shake violently, her whole body tensing as her orgasm approached rapidly. Nathan didn’t let up, maintaining that perfect rhythm and pressure that he knew would push her over the edge.

“Cum for me,” Nathan comsaidanded between licks. “Flood my mouth with your sweetness.”

That was all it took. Khione’s orgasm crashed through her with devastating force.

“HMPFFFFHH!!” Her muffled scream was still quite loud despite her hand pressed firmly over her mouth.

Her pussy clenched and pulsed rhythmically, flooding with fresh arousal that Nathan eagerly lapped up. He sealed his lips around her clit and sucked hard while she came, prolonging her climax, making her entire body shake with the intensity.

Her hand in his hair tightened almost painfully, holding his face against her as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her.

Nathan didn’t waste a drop, his tongue working continuously to catch every bit of her release, drinking her down like a man dying of thirst.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the intense pulses began to slow. Khione’s body sagged slightly, her legs barely able to support her weight anymore.

But Nathan wasn’t finished.

Before she could fully recover, he attacked her oversensitive clit again with rapid licks and gentle suction.

“HAAhnn❤️! Nathan! Too much! I just…hmmm!” Even her attempts to stay quiet were failing now, her voice breaking through her hand.

“One more,” Nathan demanded, his voice muffled but firm. “Give me one more, Khione.”

His tongue worked relentlessly – licking, sucking, occasionally grazing her clit with his teeth in a way that made her whole body jerk. His fingers joined the assault, one sliding inside her tight entrance while his thumb took over stimulating her clit.

“I can’t! Nathan! She’ll…haaaa! Nooo!”

Khione rarely cursed, which told Nathan exactly how far gone she was. He curled his finger inside her, finding that perfect spot that made her see stars, and stroked it firmly while his mouth sealed around her clit again.

“HMPFFFFHH!!! NATHAN!”

Her second orgasm hit even harder than the first. Her pussy clamped down on his finger like a vice, pulsing powerfully, flooding with so much arousal it dripped down his chin.

Her knees actually gave out, but Nathan caught her easily, one arm wrapping around her waist to hold her up while his mouth continued to work her through the intense climax.

“Haahhh❤️! Hmmmphhh❤️~~””

When the pulses finally subsided, Nathan placed one last tender kiss directly on her swollen, sensitive clit – making her whole body jerk – before emerging from beneath her gown.

He looked up at Khione’s face and couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction.

She looked absolutely wrecked – face flushed deep red, eyes glazed and unfocused, chest heaving with desperate breaths. Tears of pleasure streaked down her cheeks, her hand still pressed over her mouth though her moans had quieted to soft whimpers.

“You are as always beautiful,” Nathan murmured, standing and pulling her into his arms before she could collapse completely.

Khione melted against him, her legs still trembling, her body still processing the aftershocks of two powerful orgasms in quick succession.

“You’re…terrible…” she gasped against his chest. “We could have…been caught…”

“But we weren’t,” Nathan pointed out reasonably, stroking her white hair. “And now you’ll have something to remember me by while I’m gone.”

Khione pulled back just enough to look up at him with narrowed eyes, though the effect was somewhat ruined by how thoroughly satisfied she looked.

“I hate you sometimes,” she said without any real heat.

“No you don’t,” Nathan said.

And judging by the way she melted into the kiss, he was absolutely right.

“Have you had enough yet?” Khione asked with noticeably flushed cheeks and ragged breathing.

Her ice-blue eyes studied Nathan’s face with a mixture of satisfaction and lingering desire, wondering if his hunger for her had finally been sated or if he would demand more.

“You know perfectly well that I will never have enough of you,” Nathan replied with complete sincerity, his hands trailing gently across her flushed cheeks in a tender gesture that contrasted with the intensity of what had just transpired between them. “No amount of time with you could ever truly satisfy me completely. I’ll always want more.”

The honesty in his voice made Khione’s flush deepen even further, her heart racing at the raw emotion he expressed so freely.

“Have you both finally stopped flirting with each other, or should I come back later?”

A familiar voice suddenly interrupted their intimate moment, the words coming from directly behind them with clear amusement.

Both Nathan and Khione turned to see Eurynome standing in the doorway, a knowing smile playing across her beautiful features as she observed the obviously post-coital scene before her.

Khione immediately pulled back from Nathan’s embrace, creating proper distance with perhaps more haste than was strictly necessary. Her composed goddess persona reasserted itself rapidly, though the lingering flush on her cheeks rather undermined her attempts at dignity.

“Khione, I have to admit I’m genuinely shocked to see you like this,” Eurynome said, her tone mixing surprise with affectionate teasing as she studied her longtime friend’s thoroughly disheveled appearance. “In all the centuries I’ve known you, you’ve always been such a cold and calculating goddess—controlled, distant, emotionally guarded.”

She shook her head with wonder. “Seeing you now, blushing like a young girl and so obviously deeply in love with a man… it’s almost surreal. I never imagined I’d witness this side of you.”

The observation was delivered without malice, simply honest astonishment at how dramatically Khione had changed since becoming involved with Nathan.

“Did you want something specific?” Khione asked quickly, clearly eager to redirect the conversation away from analysis of her emotional state. “Or did you just come to mock me?”

“Not anything urgent, actually,” Eurynome replied with that same amused smile. “But you’ve both been quite… audibly enthusiastic… and I thought perhaps a friendly interruption might be appropriate before the entire construction crew becomes aware of exactly what’s happening in this wing.”

Khione’s face somehow managed to flush an even deeper shade of pink, and she pointedly looked away, refusing to meet Eurynome’s knowing gaze.

“I should leave now anyway,” Nathan said, recognizing that his visit had extended as long as prudence allowed. He turned to address Khione directly. “I have preparations to make for the journey to Kastoria, and I’ve already stayed longer than I planned.”

Khione looked at Nathan and nodded with understanding, though disappointment flickered briefly across her features at his imminent departure.

Nathan moved back toward the bedroom where Nivea still slept peacefully, entering quietly and approaching his daughter’s bed one final time. He gently stroked her snow-white hair with tender affection, memorizing her peaceful sleeping face.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

With obvious reluctance, Nathan straightened and departed the room, closing the door silently behind him.

Eurynome fell into step beside him as he walked through the sanctuary’s corridors, apparently intending to accompany him at least part of the way.

“You seem perpetually busy,” she observed conversationally. “Always rushing from one crisis or obligation to the next. Don’t you ever simply… rest?”

“Unfortunately, rest is a luxury I rarely have the opportunity to indulge in,” Nathan replied honestly.

“Speaking of demanding attention—has Athena spoken with you recently?” Eurynome asked then, her tone shifting to something more serious.

Nathan glanced at her with sharpened focus. “No, I haven’t heard from her in several weeks. Is something wrong? Has something happened?”

“It concerns Pandora,” Eurynome explained carefully. “Athena wanted me to relay a message—she says you should visit Pandora soon. Preferably very soon.”

Nathan’s expression grew more guarded at the mention of Pandora’s name, complex emotions flickering across his features.

“Pandora is still recovering from everything that happened,” Eurynome continued. “But Athena is concerned that her emotional state won’t remain stable if you continue going months at a time without visiting her. The girl needs your presence—she’s become somewhat… dependent on it for her psychological equilibrium.”

Nathan nodded briefly, his jaw tightening slightly. “I’m aware of the situation. I know I’ve been avoiding dealing with it properly.”

He was acutely conscious that he was essentially delaying the inevitable where Pandora was concerned.

But Pandora’s wellbeing couldn’t be indefinitely postponed, and apparently Athena had decided to apply pressure to ensure he addressed it.

But for now he wanted to focus on Kastoria, one thing at time.