I Enslaved The Goddess Who Summoned Me

48  Goddess Aphrodite's Curiosity

My hands roamed beneath her blouse, fingers tracing the soft curves of her breasts with hunger. I could feel her heartbeat quickening beneath my touch, her body responding to every caress. Her skin was warm and smooth, and the feel of it only made me want her more.

Oh, God curse me.

"Oh~~mmn!" Amelia let out a sensual moan when I sealed her lips with mine. Her voice was soft, full of need and desire, and it sent a thrill through my entire body.

My hands roamed beneath her blouse, fingers tracing the soft curves of her breasts with hunger. I could feel her heartbeat quickening beneath my touch, her body responding to every caress. Her skin was warm and smooth, and the feel of it only made me want her more.

"Hnnn~❤️" she moaned again, arching her back slightly as my hands continued their exploration. I teased her nipples, feeling them harden under my fingertips, and Amelia's breath hitched. Her hands clutched at my shirt, pulling me closer as our kiss deepened.

I broke the kiss momentarily, looking into her eyes. They were half-lidded with lust, her cheeks flushed a beautiful shade of pink. "You like that, don't you?" I whispered, my voice husky with desire. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Y-yes…" She admitted, her voice barely audible. Her vulnerability only fueled my desire to make her feel even more pleasure.

Even though I had fucked her just this morning, I wanted already to fuck my beautiful teacher again. I lowered my head, placing gentle kisses along her jawline and down her neck. She tilted her head back, giving me better access, and I took the opportunity to suck lightly on her pulse point. "Nathan~~mnnn❤️…" She gasped, her fingers tangling in my hair.

Encouraged by her reaction, I continued my journey downwards, pulling her blouse aside to kiss the swell of her breasts. My hands moved to unfasten her bra, freeing her breasts from their confinement. I took one nipple into my mouth, sucking and licking it gently while my other hand continued to knead and massage the other breast.

"Oh! Oh, Nathan…" Amelia's moans grew louder, her body trembling with the intensity of her arousal. I could feel her nipples harden even more against my tongue, and I couldn't help but smirk at the effect I was having on her.

Her moans kept ringing in the empty corridor of the royal castle as I and Amelia enjoyed ourselves in a taboo act.

I switched my attention to her other breast, giving it the same treatment, my tongue tracing circles around her sensitive nipple. "You taste so good," I murmured between kisses, savoring the way her body responded to my every touch.

"P-please… don't stop…" She pleaded, her voice filled with desperation. She was cleary not rational any more, her thoughts driven by desires. "Don't worry, I won't," I promised, lifting my head to capture her lips in another passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together, the taste of her mouth intoxicating. I could feel her hips pressing against mine, her body seeking even more contact.

With one hand still on her breast, I let the other trail down her body, slipping beneath the waistband of her pants. I found her wet and ready, and she gasped into my mouth as I began to stroke her gently. Her hips bucked against my hand, and I could feel her getting even wetter with every movement.

"You're so wet for me, Amelia," I whispered, breaking the kiss to look into her eyes. "Even though we fucked just this morning?" I added with a smirk.

Amelia blushed a deep crimson, averting her gaze in embarrassment. I was just about to yank her pants down in one swift motion when my sharp ears picked up the sound of approaching footsteps.

"Someone's coming," I said, quickly stepping away from Amelia.

Panic flashed across her face as she hastily adjusted her clothes. When I looked down the corridor, I saw a familiar, burly figure approaching. It was Aiden—his imposing silhouette was unmistakable.

Upon seeing us, Aiden's face twisted into a mocking sneer. "What are you doing here, nerd?"

Amelia frowned immediately. "Aiden, you shouldn't mock your classmates."

"Tch." Aiden clicked his tongue in irritation.

"What are you doing here?" Amelia asked, voicing the very question on my mind.

"Don't know, the Emperor called me," Aiden replied nonchalantly, continuing in the direction from which we had just come.

The Emperor called him? That seemed odd. More likely, Radakel had summoned him. But why Aiden and not Jason, who was reputed to be the strongest Hero? Did the Divine Knights need something specific from Aiden?

"What is it, Nathan? You seem deep in thought. Is Aiden bullying you again?" Amelia asked, concern coloring her voice.

I looked at Amelia, pondering the rapidly changing situation. It felt like my time here was running out. I might have only a few days left.

I kissed Amelia gently on the lips and shook my head. "It's nothing," I reassured her, though my mind was already racing for my next movements.

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In the grand palace of Olympus, a realm suspended high in the sky where the Gods resided, a figure stood gazing down upon the human world below. This figure was a woman of divine beauty, her bright pink hair flowing like a cascade of cherry blossoms, and her shimmering, beautiful pink eyes reflecting the light of the heavens. She wore a white tunic that clung to her sinfully perfect form, accentuating her voluptuous curves and hiding her ample bosom with an elegance that only enhanced her allure.

Among the Goddesses of Olympus, she was renowned for her unparalleled beauty, rivaled only by Athena and Hera. She was Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love and Beauty.

Aphrodite rarely visited Olympus, preferring the company of mortals and the pleasures of the earthly realm. However, this time, she had ascended to the divine heights with a specific purpose in mind. She sought a better view of the Empire of Light, a kingdom where the Gods of Olympus were revered and worshipped with fervent devotion.

Why was she so interested in this particular mortal kingdom? Curiosity. It was curiosity that drove her to observe a certain young man with white hair. From what she could discern, he appeared to be ordinary, even below average by human standards. Yet, there was something about him that piqued her interest—something that involved Khione.

Khione had been spending an unusual amount of time with this young man, Nathan. Despite Khione's attempts to obscure their interactions, preventing even a Goddess like Aphrodite from seeing everything, it was clear that Khione regarded Nathan with a seriousness that was out of character for her.

Aphrodite's curiosity deepened as she watched Nathan kiss his teacher, a woman named Amelia. Her plump pink lips curled into a smile, a spark of intrigue lighting up her eyes.

"Interesting."