Chapter 454 The Divine Feminine Pt. 3

Chapter 454 The Divine Feminine Pt. 3

?454 The Divine Feminine Pt. 3

There is a concept within spirituality called 'The Divine Feminine & Divine Masculine.'

Where the second symbolizes strength, logic, action, and protection; the first is the force that leads him, guides him, nurtures him, and heals him of all lingering trauma. (Although it is important to note that he must do the same for her.)

Through the discovery of these roles and interactions, either by chanced meeting or magical circumstances, the pair in question may attain a relationship that is deeper and more meaningful than any other, with no chance for replication or imitation.

Embodying the divine feminine and masculine concepts are not necessarily a requirement for successful relationships, and is completely subjective as roles can often be fluid between couples.

However, attainment is a surefire way to cement the symbolization of unity.

And Abaddon knew for sure as he looked at the woman in bed with him that he had reached that true unity.

Perhaps it was all of the milf doujin he read back on earth, but Abaddon had always had a serious attraction to older, more curvaceous women.

He also had a large fascination with body art before he acquired some of his own.

And the woman lying next to him had both in spades.

She was ethereal, with rich, caramel skin and short white hair of a silvery white.

It was cut in somewhat of a tomboyish stye, which Abaddon honestly found to be rather cute andthought complemented the two proud horns peeking out of her hair nicely.

Her eyes, though half opened, were unlike anything he'd ever seen.

From faraway they appear to be a bright pink color, but upon closer inspection they are lined with outer rings of different colors. L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.

Reds, yellows, oranges, violets and the like.

A small, mystical gem was embedded within her forehead, and gave off the feeling of true, clean nature.

Wild, unconquerable, beautiful, and free.

On her body, one of her arms was completely lined with dark tattoos, and the other had only a few, scattered markings. Looking at her left thigh, he found another pattern that was eerily similar to the ones that formed on him from time to time.

She temporarily rolled over in the bed and exposed her full, uncovered behind and gave Abaddon a massive nosebleed in the process.

In the words of Mr. Project Pat... 'Good googly-moogly, that thang is juicy.'

She sniffed the air momentarily when she smelled blood and rolled back over with clear worry.

"Honey...Your nose..!"

Abaddon had only barely registered the words that had just escaped this woman's mouth.

He was much too preoccupied with the small details about her.

All ten of the voices of his wives play at once, like a meticulously rehearsed choir.

The sound would be unsettling to most, but to him there was no better music throughout creation.

She parted her full, plump lips and revealed an array of white, sharp teeth that were almost similar to a shark's.

He could not explain his fascination with them, but he hoped and prayed that she would bite him somewhere and leave a mark that would never heal.

The mature woman reached her hand up and wiped away the blood that dripped from Abaddon's nose.

Bringing her finger back down, she licked away the golden blood and made a somewhat pleasant face.

Inching closer to him, they could feel so clearly that his heart was beating out of control and there was even a nervous air about him.

Smiling faintly, their dangerously sharp teeth gleamed like precious gems.

"Some of us were worried that you would think this was weird but you actually like this quite alot, don't you?"

"Yes..." was all he managed to say without biting off his tongue on accident.

A surprise glint formed in her eyes as she pulled back the covers and let out a small yelp.

Once her eyes finally landed on Abaddon's throbbing and angry member, a unanimous fear and awe passed over every single woman inside of her.

Their husband's size was already inhuman, but now he had truly begun to blur the line between man and monster.

The veins along the shaft were enlarged and visibly throbbing, dark scales had formed along the skin and little protrusions had grown along the circumference of the head.

Briefly, the eyes of the girls became totally violet.

Erica : "You know... we only got to do it once on our consummation night. I know that you aren't satisfied with only that, are you?"

Whether he was or wasn't, it was clear that Erica was in control and she wasn't going to take no for an answer.

She brought her hands around Abaddon's member and marveled at the heat and rigidity.

Meanwhile, he was having a real hard time keeping himself in check.

Just the feeling of her hands around him already felt so good that he let out an involuntary shiver.

Erica : "Valerie... can you go and get us some things from that chest of yours..?"

Valerie: "Alright... but if you let him stick it in before I get back I'm going to tell him all of your dirty little secrets!"

Erica : "D-Don't blackmail me and just go!"

At the next moment, Valerie literally crawled out of the girls' back like a scene from a horror movie and teleported away.

Once she left, the girls remained in tact but the butterfly tattoo just above their butt disappeared with her.

Evidently, it seemed like the girls could all stay in this form as long as atleast half of them were present, although their aura would see a sizeable dip and they would lose some of their defining bodily features.

In the meantime, Erica displayed full control over the reigns and held a rapid fascination with Abaddon's member.

"Really... we have such a wonderful husband..!"

A long, serpentine tongue slipped out of her mouth and she gave the entire shaft one long and slow lick.

Focusing explicitly on the scales and veins, she meticulously stimulated the areas where she was sure would bring him the most ecstasy.

It also helped that she was receiving a small bit of coaching from the rest of the wives who had been at this longer than her.

'T- This... is dangerous..!'

Abaddon hadn't been a quick shot since he was in the seventh grade, but he was almost certain that his wives were going to bring him to a swift ending within minutes if he couldn't control himself.

At Lillian's behest, the mouth of the girls split open on the sides to allow their mouth to open to a wider degree.

It would have been scary if everything she did weren't so damn erotic.

With their newly enlarged mouth, the task of taking their husband's member into their mouth was actually doable.

And it looked to be like they were suddenly about to try, when Valerie suddenly reappeared carrying her chest over her shoulder with one arm and twirling about a pair of handcuffs in her free hand.

"Alright my deviant loves! Who are we showering with all of our love first?"