Goddess Collector: Every Hole is a Goal - Chapter 797: 786

Title: Goddess Oyakodon (1)

Awe-inspiring the throne room of Hel may be with an open roof no less, to Nik, something always felt missing. Despite the sheer luxury, a sense of extreme authority that came the moment he seated his butt on the throne, Nik couldn’t help but feel a little bland. He felt that power over a realm might change him slightly, then again, it was only the second day of their rebellion against Asgard and even lesser time since he claimed himself to be the king.

But the enchanting sight of the tall queen on her knees in between his parted thighs with her face revealing a look of shame and rage simultaneously as she could only roughly kiss his balls… he wasn’t a hypocrite great enough to state that he didn’t like the situation the least bit.

He loved it.

Power didn’t intoxicate him at all. It was the things that came with power. And of course, the thought of living a life free of fears of his ancestors, incarnations, and whatnot.

Of course, with the main tool of attraction now occupied by the stunning goddess, others had to make do with what else was attached to the ‘main’ body part.

But as Loki saw Janet flying down while increasing her size slightly to give Nik a deep kiss, Jennifer awkwardly massaging Nik’s shoulder, Angela being completely clueless and Morgan accompanying Angela with doing that, she scrunched her nose in disgust.

“Fools!” Loki hissed as she gently took Nik’s hand towards her side, “Can you stop slobbering him up like some wannabe pups? Don’t you have any experience in a situation with more than one man, or woman?”

She inquired with a narrowed gaze as Janet awkwardly raised her hand, “I do… but it was the other way around. Oh, and with Jennifer, but Nik took care of everything and we—”

“No wonder Nik has to peck some grains outside the barn. With clueless women who only rely on their most primal options… tsk tsk,” Loki shook her head, “It’s a pity, really.”

“What do you mean?” Angela frowned coldly and snorted.

“Allow me to be uncouth and please understand that I don’t usually utilize language as mundane as this but,” Loki slowly took her headgear off and set it down next to the throne. Her loose locks fell close to her cheeks as she swiped her hair back to reveal her full face and slanted eyes that only served to please their beholders. “Why the fuck are you massaging him? If you do, where is the necessary lubricant for relaxation? Well, given your green skin, I’m sure, you would love a green hat, too,” Loki smirked towards Jennifer before looking at Morgan and Angela.

“You two, how many years the both of you have already lived. Compared to you, Nik is an unborn child still swimming in his daddy’s batter.”

“Ugh,” Spider groaned.

“Ew,” Poole added.

“The fuck?” Nik almost slapped the uncouth mouth off of her face.

“With such rich experience, you choose to act clueless now? If you can’t please his body, then warm his eyes with the sight of you two pleasing each other! Set yourselves in front of him, scissor each other while letting go of all your inhibitions!”

Loki rubbed her forehead and looked towards Janet.

“Could you not do me?” She smiled.

“I believe you would get done whether you want or not and that begs the question, if you can shift your mass, why are using it now? What purpose does it achieve except for making you look adorable but so infuriatingly of a bad kisser? Your lips cannot even properly cover his!

Is this how all of you treat a king? Isn’t this supposed to be an inaugural ceremony? Where’s your passion? The heat? The high of the fact that you, indirectly, hold power over all the dead men and women of Midgard? All of them simply placed to your whims and darkest desires! The queen of the death overthrown and now right in front of you. In between the legs of your man. Believe me, Hela is no joke and her lips are as good with insults as they are with pleasing a man… or a woman.

If you cannot even touch each other, then take your frustrations out on my sweet daughter. Isn’t she right in front of you? Wouldn’t the sight of myself forcing my daughter’s lips against that indulging base drive him crazy?!”

Loki tore the girls a new one while Nik’s cock twitched at the words. He did want to see Loki down there with Hela. It was a goddess level oyakodon!

Loki smiled at the natural reaction as she stood up. Aside from her headgear, Loki didn’t take off anything but the way she smiled instantly set the mood straight and Nik was extremely thankful for that.

Walking behind Hela, Loki gently stroked her dark hair with a look of admiration, “Hela,” Loki cooed, “You just appeared one day and claimed me to be your father, now mother, I guess. So let me start teaching you how a woman, a defeated one no less, should act. Don’t thank me for that, I’m just doing my job as your mother.”

Locking gazes with Nik as the other girls slowly digested Loki’s verbal thrashing, the lips of the mischievous goddess spread, “Now gently pull aside the hem of your King’s robes. Don’t let your reward hide away from your side.”

Hela blinked and her body moved on its own once again, allowing her to understand that she wasn’t only Nik’s bitch but it would seem like others’ commands would also direct her actions.

“Can you smell it?” Loki inquired the moment Nik’s meat escaped the fabric wall while Hela’s eyes widened slightly at the display of ‘might.’

It wasn’t the largest she had tried. After all, the Goddess of Life and Death may die from extreme penetration but she cannot be ‘killed’ in the most basic sense. But…

‘What a powerful scent,’ Hela felt her gaze slightly blurred. The scent was anything but unpleasant. It was deep, fragrant, it simply tugged on her bodily senses.

“Give it a good whiff,” Loki bent in an erotic display, finally revealing the kinds of things Nik might expect from other girls once in a while as she nibbled on her daughter’s ears, “A good queen is expected to mark herself with her king’s scent. Take one deep breath, nnngh, that’s right daughter, how does it feel?”

Loki had her other hand across Hela’s shoulders while she inquired, “Do you like your new king?”

Hela, still recovering from the addictive scent almost exclaimed in surprise.

“Well, two can play this game,” Janet finally thought of something and turned her back to Nik before her size slowly returned to normal. Her back rested against Nik’s broad chest while she spread her thighs apart and ground her butt against Nik’s crotch. Her fabric-covered plump entrance, damp, of course, rubbed against Nik’s thick cock in front of Hela’s eyes while nothing but debauchery exuded from Janet’s gaze.

“That’s right girl,” Loki purred as she appreciated Janet’s actions while bending behind Hela and her face right next to the goddess of death as she gazed at the towering form of Nik’s bitch trainer from their point of view.

“Now see, daughter, you’ve got two privates to please. The tower, and the dungeon,” pecking Hela’s cheeks, Loki grinned lasciviously, “Let mommy teach how to do just that.”

“If I could use a phone… man, I would’ve recorded the best porn ever,” Poole bit her lips in distress as Nik blinked.

“I love it,” Nik chuckled and instantly took out his phone while a few strands of spiritual energy were fashioned into a rune as Nik snapped his fingers, and two detached fingers made of spiritual energy formed behind Poole.

“You should be able to control the phone and fingers with your thoughts now. Get the best angle, will you,” Nik smiled as Poole’s gaze glittered.

“Come on, Shorty! We have stuff to do!” Poole instantly held Spider’s hands as the other counterpart yelped in surprise. She was about to go ‘down’ herself!

“Yeah, you like that?” Janet, meanwhile, kissed Nik’s neck over her shoulders while slowly grinding her soft entrance. After an hour of rest, she had changed into a rather loose dress, dark blue in color, and right now, the fabric of her dress was collected on Nik’s pole while from beneath, Nik could feel her warm panties against his shaft.

“You know, I do,” Nik smiled as the index fingers of both of his hands coiled around the thin straps of her dress and gingerly pulled it down. Her nipples already poked through the dress and now, Nik had his eyes set on these babies but of course, he wouldn’t go out of his way to fondle them just the way Janet likes it.

Exposed with the neck of the dress collected right beneath her modest breasts, Janet then felt Nik’s hands reaching for her waist as he began to twist her hips gently to have the lips of her pussy massage his eager shaft more.

Behind him, Jennifer, Morgan, and to his side— Angela, felt out of place. One hindered by her focus on studies during law college, the other hindered not by lack of experience but lack indecency in front of others until truly pushed with a firm hand, and the last one hindered by her experience in dating a man trapped in a woman’s body.

Seeing how Janet seamlessly mixed into the fray with her arms hugging the back of Nik’s neck while she simply kissed him and smelled him, the act which easily brought joy to Janet’s lady parts, Jennifer wondered if she would ever have a day where she might express herself this eagerly.

But, what the three happened to share was the uncomfortable feeling when Nik simply ignored them as he kept his attention on Hela.

Bitter she did feel in her heart but as Hela parted her lips to stick her tongue against the underside of the cock of her, as much as she hated to admit, master, her tastebuds were pleasantly surprised. Not only did Nik smell delicious to her deepest and darkest desire but his mere taste of flesh matched his fragrance.

“Don’t feel shy,” Hela flinched at Loki’s coo. Seriously, recalling ‘past’ event, Hela did not know what she actually looked in Loki, then again, it wasn’t the Loki of now, but someone who had to come and seeing Nik’s intervention in the fate, or more broadly stated, timeline, Hela felt that she wouldn’t have the pleasure of knowing that very Loki herself.

But just as Loki demanded, Hela’s lips parted wider and while her tongue still stroked Nik’s glans, she covered Nik’s lower head with her lips while giving him the entry to her colder mouth, and much to her surprise, Nik only grunted in what seemed to be caused by a feeling of approval.

“Fucking a cold mouth, that definitely is a new one for me,” Nik breathed. He had enough experience with warmth but he truly felt slightly sensitive as his cock enjoyed the cold and refreshing mouth, her saliva only making the experience better as Nik wanted nothing more than to push Hela’s lips right against his roots and choke her with his cock.

“Is it really cold?” Janet whispered, her breathing husky and heavy as she let her body enjoy Nik’s veiny staff. Her panties already soaked and ready to be dug out of her juices.

“Hey, lean your head back a little, you’re probably thirsty, right?” Janet inquired. She didn’t know why the remaining three failed to notice such simple facts but if they weren’t going to smother Nik’s face then she will happily take the responsibility herself.

“Well, if you put it this way, I do feel a little parched. Help me out, will you,” Nik snickered as Janet instantly shrunk to quickly change her position and flew up. Ordinarily, what she was going to do would have fractured her partner’s neck even if it didn’t put too much of a strain on her body but knowing Nik, Janet knew she would be fine.

Her pixie-sized body faced Nik and as she began growing slowly once again, she locked her legs against his neck and bent slightly to hug his face with her crotch pressed against his face and once she fully grew to her regular size, she adjusted her position. The change, however, was the fact that this time, she didn’t convert the size of her dress alongside her body and the loose dress, and her panties, now remained on Nik’s lap while her naked cunt pressed right against his lips as Nik’s nostrils were filled with Janet’s heavy scent.

His arousal couldn’t be more evident as Hela found Nik’s tool twitching inside her mouth but seeing how Janet had actually changed the game completely using her ability, Loki’s eyes twinkled and she looked at the three lost lambs with a devious expression.

‘They can be… used!’ She instantly thought of a few possible acts that she can perform and then matched those with Nik’s personality. As much as she abhorred the fact that not everything revolved around her, Loki had thousands of years to cope with the fact and tolerate it and given that this scenario is to deepen her bond with Nik, she reluctantly chose the method that would stimulate his ‘highness’ the most.