Soul God Dominates the Mortal World-Chapter 64: "Focus!" [R-18]

Deus’s pleasure surged, his divine body tensing, his hands gripping the bed, knuckles whitening.

"Fuck, Ivana..." he growled, his voice breaking, his glowing eyes fluttering open briefly, locking on her lewd beauty — lips stretched, eyes half-lidded with lust, saliva glistening on her chin.

Her tongue’s teasing licks, the tight suction of her mouth, the slick strokes of her hands — it was too fucking much. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

His cock throbbed harder, the heat building in his core, a white-hot pressure ready to explode. Ivana sensed it, her sucking faster, her tongue swirling with wild intensity, her hands stroking in perfect rhythm, coaxing him to the edge.

He felt the urge to hold her head in place and fuck her mouth, but he couldn’t afford to be rough with her after all her body was weak, she isn’t a goddess like Mira or a beast soul like Seraphina and Nyx. He resisted that urge.

With a final grunt, Deus came, his cock pulsing violently, shooting a thick, hot load of white cum into her mouth.

Ivana’s eyes widened, a flash of surprise crossing her face as the warm, dense flood hit her tongue, filling her mouth with his divine essence.

’So this is what happens when men reach their peak...’ she thought, her heart racing, the taste salty, rich, and godly.

’I hear most can’t continue after... but no, he’s a god. A mortal like me shouldn’t judge him by mortal standards.’ Her surprise faded, replaced by eager devotion.

She swallowed it greedily, her throat working, taking every drop, savoring the thick, creamy texture, not wasting a single bead. Her lips stayed tight, sucking gently to catch the last pulses, her tongue lapping softly, cleaning his tip with a reverent touch.

As his cum slid down her throat, Ivana felt it move to her stomach, a sudden warmth blooming, brimming with thick, dense soul energy. It surged into her energy circuits, a raw, divine power that made her body hum, her skin tingling.

Her energy system kicked into circulation, the blockage she’d felt for months—stuck at peak 4-star Souler—shattering like glass under the force of Deus’s immense energy.

’Let it be what I think... am I advancing to 5-star Souler?’ she thought, her heart thumping with joy, a rush of euphoria flooding her. Getting stronger was a unique pleasure, a thrill that almost rivaled the heat of pleasing him, her body buzzing with newfound power.

Her perky breasts heaved, her white hair shimmering as she pulled back, her lips glistening, a faint smile curling her mouth. But her thoughts deepened, a flicker of doubt creeping in.

’If I’m gaining this much from pleasing him... am I really paying him back?’ The more she tried to please him, the more her gains stacked—strength, power, evolution—making her feel indebted, like she was taking more than giving.

And then there was the bigger debt: Deus had saved her world, kept humanity from extinction. How could she repay something so massive?

The weight of it pressed on her, but she pushed it aside. ’No, he didn’t ask for repayment. All that matters is that he’s happy.’

Deus’s chest heaved, his groans fading into heavy breaths, his glowing eyes fixed on her, a mix of satisfaction and lingering lust. The pleasure was unreal, her eager mouth, her bold sucking, her swallowing—it left his divine senses buzzing. Ivana’s naked body, her hourglass figure, her perky breasts, her big but perfect ass, glowed in the dim light, her white hair cascading like a divine veil. She was a vision, her shy pride and raw devotion etched into her flushed face, her lips still wet with his cum.

Ivana licked her lips, savoring the last taste of Deus’s thick, divine cum, her pink tongue gliding over her glossy mouth. A sudden surge of soul energy burst from her, a raw, electric power that made her skin tingle, her body hum with newfound strength.

Her eyes widened, a crazed smile spreading across her face, her long, white hair shimmering as the energy pulsed, her perky breasts heaving, her hourglass figure glowing faintly in the dim light.

She was enthralled, lost in the rush of her 5-star Souler breakthrough, the thrill of power coursing through her veins like a drug, her pussy dripping with arousal, her mind buzzing with wild joy.

A sharp slap snapped her back, Deus’s hand connecting with her big, rounded ass, the impact sending a bittersweet sting rippling through her.

The pain was quick, a hot flash that bloomed across her soft, flesh, mingling with a sweet, tingling warmth that made her gasp.

Her ass jiggled faintly, the red imprint of his hand decorating her pale skin like a divine mark, a beautiful contrast that fueled her arousal, her pussy clenching with a needy ache.

"Aah," she moaned softly, her voice trembling, the sensation a delicious mix of shock and pleasure, her body quivering, her heart racing under his touch.

"Focus..." Deus said, his voice a low, commanding growl, his glowing eyes intense, locked on her flushed face, his hand lingering on her ass, fingers grazing the stinging skin, teasing the heat he’d ignited. The imprint on her butt was a claim, a reminder of his dominance, and it made her feel desired, owned, her shame and pride tangling in her chest.

Ivana came back to her senses, her crazed smile fading into a shy, lustful gaze. Her eyes moved to his glistening dick, still hard, slick with her saliva and traces of his cum. She leaned in, licking the cum from her pink lips with a slow, deliberate swipe, savoring the salty, godly taste. Her tongue darted out, tracing the tip of his cock, lapping up the remaining beads of cum with gentle, reverent licks.

The sensation was soft, teasing, her warm tongue gliding over his sensitive cap, circling the ridge with slow, sensual strokes, cleaning him thoroughly. The wet, slurping sounds were faint but lewd, her saliva mixing with his essence, making his dick gleam in the dim light.