I Enslaved The Goddess Who Summoned Me

Capítulo 587: Eating Freja (2) *

“Haa❤️… f… fuck me…” She whispered, the words shivering out of her like a confession she could never take back.

Nathan’s smile deepened—slow, predatory, overwhelmingly pleased.

His hands slid to her hips.

He adjusted her legs on his shoulders.

And he pushed forward.

“Nghhh—!”

Her gasp tore out of her like a startled cry.

Freja felt it immediately: that thick, hot, utterly foreign pressure sliding against her tender folds. His cockhead nudged between her labia, pushing them aside in a slow, unstoppable glide, the ridges of him spreading her pussy lips with a force she had never known. He was bigger than the teasing fingers that had opened her earlier—thicker, hotter, pulsing with a weight that made her whole body clench up in instinctive shock.

She sucked in a sharp breath and forgot how to exhale.

Nathan’s glans pressed, pushed, parted her slick folds—and then found the tight, trembling entrance of her untouched pussy. Her hole tensed reflexively, tight enough that she felt the strain bloom like a sharp spark at the base of her belly.

She met his crimson eyes—steady, unblinking, full of intent—and right as her breath shivered in her throat, he thrust forward in a single decisive glide.

Her barely remaining hymen gave way with a sting that radiated, immediate and overwhelming.

“HAAA—AAH—NGHHH!” Freja’s cry broke into pieces as her head snapped back, pain blooming in raw ribbons inside her as her tight walls stretched around him for the first time. Her pussy clenched, fought, squeezed around the impossible width sliding deeper, deeper, deeper, her inner muscles tightening helplessly around the thick intrusion that had no intention of stopping.

Nathan’s cock spread her, pushed into spaces that had never been filled, her body forced to open around him as her breath stuttered. Every inch was too much and yet maddeningly not enough.

“Aaah—HAAaah—!” Freja’s voice hitched, her mouth falling open around a choked sound she couldn’t control, thighs trembling violently against his shoulders.

Nathan paused halfway in, his cock lodged deep inside her but not yet fully buried. He waited—not out of mercy but out of a controlled, savoring patience as her virgin walls squeezed and fluttered around him, gripping him in pure instinct. She felt every pulse of his cock inside her, felt her body straining to adjust around him, the stretch sharp but intoxicating.

He exhaled through his nose, a low pleased grunt vibrating out of his chest.

Then, seeing her tight pussy clench around him again, he smirked—and thrust in the rest of the way with one solid, hungry snap of his hips.

“HYAAA—AHN! G—God—OH—AHHH!” Her cry pitched higher, her ankles digging against his shoulders as her hips lifted off the bed in reflex. Her whole body jolted, shock pulsing through her as his cock drove in to the hilt, filling her until she felt him just inches from her cervix. Her vision blurred, tears gathering heat at the corners of her eyes as her nails scraped desperately against the sheets.

Nathan’s groan came out low and rough, the sound vibrating through his chest. “Fuck… so tight…”

He had guessed she would be snug, smaller than Elin, unused to anything this thick—but the reality of her tightness made his jaw clench. Her body hugged him so fiercely he could feel each quiver of her inner walls, every trembling attempt to adjust around the fullness she’d never known.

He stayed still, letting her catch herself, letting her pussy learn the shape of him while he remained buried deep. He wasn’t worried about the depth—he could reach her cervix easily if he wanted to—but he could feel her body teetering on the edge of overwhelm, and he didn’t want her passing out on the first thrust.

“Haa… i—it hurts… aaah… it’s big…” Freja gasped, her arm thrown over her eyes, her chest rising in frantic, shallow breaths as her body trembled under the weight of him. Her pussy spasmed around his shaft in helpless pulses, clinging to him even as she whimpered.

“You’ll get used to it.” His voice was quiet, not gentle—simply certain.

Then his thumb slid down, pressing directly onto her swollen, throbbing clit.

“HAAA—HYAANN—!” The scream ripped out of her as her whole body arched violently, her hips jerking upward. Her orgasm hit her out of nowhere, sudden and blinding, her pussy clenching around him in rapid, desperate spasms as slick gushed around the base of his cock.

Her thighs shook, toes curling, her breath breaking into shattered whimpers. “H… Haaa❤️… th-this… hnn❤️… haa❤️…” She struggled to form words, her mind flashing white for a moment.

Her body went slack for a heartbeat—then trembled again, her aftershocks fluttering around his thick length.

Nathan’s smile widened slowly. “Looks like you’re ready now.”

Her orgasm loosened her, softened the tightest points, made her body melt enough that he knew she could take more—much more. Her pussy was still tight, but pliant now, slicked from her release, her entrance pulsing in rhythmic clutches around him as though urging him to move.

He didn’t move yet.

He lowered himself, letting her legs fold more snugly over his shoulders, his hips settling heavier against hers. He cupped the back of her thigh, spreading her wider, watching her pussy stretch around his thickness with raw, almost reverent satisfaction.

Freja’s chest rose and fell in trembling gasps, her lips parted, her eyes unfocused from the orgasm she wasn’t ready for—and from the knowledge that he was still fully inside her and not close to being done.

Her breath hitched again as he finally rolled his hips back an inch, then pushed in that inch again, a testing grind that made her pussy clamp down, made her nails seize the sheets, made her moan out a soft, trembling “hnnn…!”

Nathan’s voice dropped to a low murmur. “Relax for me.”

She couldn’t relax. Not with him filling her like this, not with the overwhelming heat of his cock throbbing inside her, not with her body still twitching from the climax he forced out of her. But she tried—because the way he said it made her want to obey.

His hands slid up her sides, stroking her ribs, soothing her enough that the next flutter of her pussy was less from pain and more from a needy, confused anticipation. Her body didn’t quite know what to do—hurt, want, tremble, crave—so it did all of it at once.

Nathan rocked his hips again, a slow withdrawal that dragged every ridge of his cock along her inner walls, followed by a steady, push back in that made her breath spill out in a broken moan.

“Aaah… N—Nathan… ngh… please…”

Please what? She didn’t know. Please slow down, please don’t stop—her body didn’t distinguish anymore.

He pulled out farther this time, halfway, letting her feel the size of him all over again before thrusting back in with a slow, heavy stroke that made her moan lengthen into a trembling “Aaahhhhnnn—”.

Her pussy tightened, welcoming him now with a clinging wetness that made his breath catch.

“There you go,” he murmured, voice darkening as her body responded, “that’s better.”

Pah! Pah! Pah!

He leaned down, his hips beginning a rhythm that was still slow but deeper, each thrust stretching her further, each withdrawal teasing the edge of emptiness before filling her again with thick, overwhelming heat.

And she took it—every inch, every push, every impossible stretch—her voice dissolving into a stream of breathy little sounds, “hnn… ahh… aaah… ngh…”, her legs locked around him, her eyes glazed and half-lidded as the pleasure finally began to unfurl hot and relentless beneath the leftover sting.

Nathan’s smirk sharpened as Freja’s voice changed—those trembling cries that had begun edged with pain now melting into something wetter, needier, shamefully sweet. Her expression had twisted at first, tight lines of discomfort pulling at her brow, but now her face was a flushed, breathless mess. Sweat beaded at her hairline and ran down her temples, strands of her soft light-brown hair sticking to her cheeks, framing eyes that had gone hazy and unfocused with pleasure.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

Each thrust drove her small ass upward against him, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing through the room, steady and sharp. Freja’s moans spilled out in breathy, quivering bursts—

“Haaah ❤️… haah… haaannn ❤️~~ hmmmnn ❤️…”

Her voice caught every time his hips slapped into her, each noisy impact jolting her legs where they trembled on his shoulders.

Nathan groaned, pleasure threading through every wordless vibration of his chest as his thick cock slid through her slippery heat. Even with how wet she’d become—from climax after climax—her tight little pussy still clung to him like it never wanted him to pull out, squeezing him every time he pushed in deeper.

He lifted his right hand, tracing a slow line down the trembling length of her raised leg. Her skin was warm, soft, shaking under his touch. He brought his lips to her thigh, kissing her gently—contrasting sharply with the relentless rhythm of his thrusts hammering into her from below.

Freja was gone—utterly surrendered to the storm of pleasure running through her. Her eyes fluttered open and shut in dazed cycles, each thrust snapping her vision into a blurred image of Nathan towering above her, his body glistening with sweat, his expression fixed with raw hunger as he fucked her without hesitation, without slowing, without mercy.

Minutes passed in a haze of heat and breath and moans until Nathan felt the tight coil inside him snap taut.

He couldn’t hold back any longer.

The need clawed through him—to release inside her, to fill her tight cunt so deeply she wouldn’t forget the sensation for days, to mark her utterly.

Letting her leg slip from his shoulder, he leaned over her, bracing himself as his hands slid beneath the folds of her sweaty gray stola. Her chest rose and fell in frantic, uneven breaths, her nipples hard and visible through the damp fabric. He grabbed her small breasts with firm, greedy hands, his thumbs pinching and lifting her nipples.

“HAAAHHH ❤️❤️! Y—YESSS ❤️!” Freja’s scream burst out raw and helpless as another orgasm crashed over her, her pussy convulsing around him, squeezing him tighter than before.

Nathan smiled through his heavy breaths. Her climax pulsed along his cock in waves, milking him, dragging him right to the edge.

He drove his hips forward in one deep, brutal thrust.

His cock slammed all the way inside her, her tight walls stretching in a single fluid motion, his tip finally grinding against her cervix.

“HAAAAaaahhhhhhhh ❤️!! AAAAHHH—SO GOOD—!!!” Freja’s eyes flew open wide, then unfocused instantly as the pleasure hit her like a lightning strike. Her back arched violently, her mouth open in a silent scream before sound returned in broken moans. Her mind blanked, white-hot, her whole body shuddering in the peak of an orgasm far more intense than the ones before.

Nathan’s groan tore out of him as his release surged forward. He grabbed Freja’s reddened hips, fingers digging deep enough to leave marks, holding her pinned beneath him as his cock throbbed hard, reaching its limits—

—and then he came.

He emptied himself in powerful, pulsing spurts deep inside her, his cock jerking as ropes of hot, thick cum shot directly against her cervix, the pressure forcing his seed deep into her sensitive, trembling pussy. His breath grew uneven, each pulse making him grunt through clenched teeth.

Freja whimpered, her voice trembling into a high, trembling “haaahh ❤️~~ h-hot… ahhmm ❤️~” as her eyes rolled upward. Her whole body relaxed into the mattress as she felt the heat of his cum spreading inside her, filling her womb with a thick, liquid warmth that made her stomach flutter and her pussy clench weakly around him.

Her lips curled into a dazed, bliss-struck smile—utterly stupid, utterly satisfied—as her chest rose and fell in disoriented, shaky breaths. Nathan was still deep inside her, still throbbing, still claiming her body from the inside.

And she could feel every drop of him settling warm and heavy inside her belly.