Chapter 501: An Angel’s Hand

The iconic golden barrier-creating disc made its return. He was reminded of Saya’s first time and how she resisted him until Haya made her debut and took him all the way. The barriers had made his life less taxing by reducing the number of pregnant women. Having multiple women on mood swings would definitely make his life tougher than a person dealing with a midlife crisis.

(It’ll create a similar space to the place Biblical God made for Gabriel to fuck. I have upgraded it.)

Essentially, a place where he could bang the angels to his heart's content.

Sandalphon’s halo stopped turning. She was safe from any risk. With the most immediate threat out of the way, he lowered his shorts and let his divine weapon bob out of its casing.

Sandalphon’s mouth turned round, eyes full of shock. The throbbing veins around his shaft made it worthy of a Devil King’s penis. She spread her vagina and peeked inside as if measuring its depths.

“Lord, I might not be able to take everything.”

“Don’t worry about that. We’ll do something else.”

He guided her hand to his cock and let her hold it. Her fingers wrapped the shaft, just like she held a sword’s hilt. Heat burned between her legs. The skin around her breasts tightened. Small goosebumps dotted around her rigid nipples. The unfamiliar sensations came from touching his penis.

“It’s kind of hot,” she whispered, unconsciously licking her lips. “It’s making my chest uncomfortable.”

“Now move your hand like this.”

He showed her how to give a handjob, and she followed as his student. He never expected he’d give her lessons on handjobs. The pure angel did her best to listen and implement his teachings into her handjob technique.

Despite her messy technique, he felt a rise of heat in his core. The innocent angel gave her all to please him, the very thought fed into his frenzied desires.

He didn't let the pleasure overwhelm him. While her hand stroked his cock, he reached out to her crotch and rubbed his thumb over her clit. She shivered from the strong sensation and paused her hand.

“Ahnnn, Lord. It feels strange… down there.”

“Continue.”

His voice demanded obedience as if he embodied the very word she used to address him with.

Sandalphon resumed her sloppy handjob as he began exploring her nubile lower lips. She squirmed from strange sensations wrapping her, making her head fuzzy and unfocused. Just two fingers were all he needed to show her real heaven.

Her mind slipped into autodrive at one point. Her hand reached up and squeezed her breast, rubbing the innocent nipple that had become pointy and erect.

Asahi’s last shred of reasoning held back his desire to touch those nice, juicy tits. He would go all the way if he touched her more.

Closing his eyes to her perfect figure, he let her hand take him to a climax. The white cum exploded out of his cock and covered her hand. At the same time, her back curved and her hand clenched the bedsheet in desperation as if she’d fly somewhere without support.

The inferno of her desire erupted. She released an unrestrained scream. “Looooooord!”

A strong jet shot out of her crotch, covering his hand in her love juices.

Her body wouldn’t feel a shred of exhaustion from hours of fighting. Right now, she felt numb and weak, so much so that she couldn’t sit still and fell on the bed.

In the aftermath of orgasms, they were both breathing heavily.

Asahi looked at her but she kept her eyes closed. A sheen of sweat covered her divine figure and her defined abs. He took a deep breath and suppressed his raging lust.

Now wasn’t the right time or place to eat her.

Sandalphon took nearly a minute to collect her fuzzy thoughts.

“How was it?” he asked gently.

Sandalphon opened her eyes and gazed at him. She wasn't crying from pleasure like Gabriel. Her self-control was better. Raising her body, she stared at him without a hint of her previous lust and excitement.

“Lord, do I have permission to feel this? Am I allowed to be your wife?”

After the waves of ecstasy died down, she couldn’t help but ask the question bothering her. All her life she had acted as a sword for Heaven, slaying its enemies without a question. It was against her beliefs to experience this level of pleasure. She went against Heaven’s teachings the moment she chose to sire his child for Heaven’s benefit. This climax was the coffin in the nail.

Her questions may as well be her way of seeking validation for her ‘heresy.’

“Am I allowed to be driven by this lust? Am I—”

Asahi drew inch by inch and closed her mouth with his own. “Where is the Seraph who challenged Grayfia to a fight inside a church? That confident, proud warrior who summoned a radiant blade to fight the invaders.”

Sandalphon’s mind returned to the past. The day she confidently accepted his challenge and nearly got defeated. She couldn’t help but feel a burst of embarrassment. At that time, she thought he was a weak human. But he ended up defeating the Devil Kings and claiming the Underworld as his territory. Even the Great Red got beaten by him.

She might have died for her arrogance if her father didn’t step in at the right time.

“As for your question, you’re not allowed to be my wife.”

His answer was like a shard of blade sword that stabbed through her chest. She couldn’t handle the answer, despite asking the question.

Asahi held her chin and smirked. “Cause, you’re already my wife.”

Sandalphon’s shoulders slumped as all the pressure on her chest disappeared. After the sense of relief, she touched her chest and sighed. “Lord, why must you make the answer complicated?”

“Haha, it was fun.”

“Fun?” Sandalphon muttered and got up from the bed. She slipped on his lap and slid her arms around him. Her breasts were squeezed against him in the hug. “Lord, spending time with you is fun… I feel an uplifting energy when I am with you. Can you spare more time for me? I want to learn new things from you…”

From anime, and games to a new fighting style, Asahi had shown her too many new things in such a short time. She was still aiming to be his close subordinate, despite the fact he accepted her as his wife. For that dream, she had to gear herself with knowledge and power.

Underneath all excuses, she just wanted to be more with him.

“Got it. I’ll be more mindful from now on. By the way, me, Gabriel, and you are sleeping together tonight.”

Sandalphon showed a smile at his words. “Allow me to clean this…”

She looked at her hand. The thick white semen was still there. Taking her hand to her mouth, she gave it a lick. Smacking her lips, she frowned. “It’s salty… and sweet?”

The strange taste made her lick more. She was like a cat licking away at milk in a bowl. Before she realized it, she had devoured all the semen. She looked at him.

“Can I have more?”

“…”

Sandalphon may have awakened to a new fetish.

After Sandalphon cleaned up and donned a new dress, Asahi brought her to Gabriel’s room. She was happily swaying on the bed as an anime song played on the television. The happier she looked, the more guilt Sandalphon felt.

‘Why am I feeling this?’ The angel questioned her feelings.

“Welcome back! Sandra, let’s all sleep together.”

“Yes, Lady Gabriel.”