The Lust Lord Librarian-Chapter 74: Helpful Goddess

Adal felt his body drifting into a deep sleep whilst he stood over Opal’s unconscious, orgasming body.

He fell forward, landing on the bed beside her. The two lay together, naked, exposed and satisfied; however, Adal’s spirit was elsewhere.

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When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the familiar land that was the cloud cathedral. He was standing in front of the statue of the Mother, who cradled and breastfed her baby. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

His body felt light, and the cathedral was silent for a few moments.

"Kneel." A strong, feminine voice ordered him. "It is important to pay respect to the Mother."

Adal turned around and saw the Goddess Cupid sitting in the stands. Her red hair cascaded down to her feet, and her two silver gauntlets were still the only pieces of clothing that she wore. Resting on the seat beside her was her Greatsword.

"I... I do not worship the Mother." He responded, trying to keep his confidence in the goddesses presence.

Cupid laughed and rose to her feet. He could see her heavy breasts swaying behind the curtain that was her hair.

"Then kneel to me then." She said, walking over to him.

Adal did not. "I do not worship you either, you do have my greatest thanks. The added inches to my manhood have pleased my woman thoroughly, but still—"

His words were cut off, as suddenly, a great power forced him to his knees.

He had forgotten just how strong Cupid was.

He let out a laugh, as the six-foot-tall woman stood over him. She looked down with a smirk, as she used a hand to brush her red hair behind her, revealing the front of her body.

Standing over him was the beautifully scarred body of a goddess. Everything about her was perfect, from her plump, smooth pussy lips, to her pink nipples that rested atop perfectly sized breasts. Not too giant, yet still large enough to lose yourself between.

Cupid gently ran a hand through Adal’s hair, grabbed hold of it, and buried his face between her legs. She smothered him with her soft slits, directing his lips over her clit like he was her toy.

Under any other circumstance, Adal would have been enraged. He loved his women, but he was not a man who enjoyed being dominated. However, a goddess was a completely different thing. It was not like there was anything he could do to prevent it.

And besides, he found that for some reason, her nectar tasted sweet and pleasant.

"You saved my life, dear disciple, but do not forget who granted you your powers in the first place."

Cupid pushed his face deeper as she spoke, so Adal decided to stick a tongue out, licking up the length of her tasty slits.

The goddess’s brow raised, and her legs quivered, but only the slightest bit.

"Oh? Taking the initiative are you?"

She pulled his head away, allowing him to breathe and rise to his feet. He did, and looked the woman deep into her dark eyes.

Afterwards, he bowed his head.

"I have not forgotten. I do appreciate you for what you have done, otherwise, I would not have prayed to you."

Cupid smiled and nodded her head. "Ah yes, prayer. It was the LustLady who told you about that, correct? She was an interesting one. A mistake."

Adal’s ears perked up. This was why he had prayed. To gather information on the other owners of the Lust Lord classes before him.

"Goddess Cupid, tell me of the other Lust Lords who came before me. Were they stronger than me? If so, what were the methods to their power?"

The goddess regarded him for a few moments, as though in thought.

"Gaining power is not a difficult thing. Feed your body with a variety of lusts, and in turn, we will both grow stronger. I will conquer the heavens, whilst you conquer the worlds."

Worlds?

Adal noticed that the woman used the plural word. It was not as if he did not know there were multiple worlds, but to hear it mentioned so casually took him by surprise.

"When you say, ’Variety’, what do you mean?" He then asked her.

"You have already varied in your methods, Adal. It can be something as simple as varying the methods that you use to pleasure your woman, or the location at which you do it. However, there is a place that you have been severely lacking."

"What is it?" He asked, curiously.

"Your races. So far, your women are too similar. Penelope was a good choice, as she was a whore whom you managed to turn over to the good side. You also have a variety in ages, as Colette is in her late thirties, and Willow is in her early forties... Opal comes from a different kingdom, so she too is a good choice. This is all good, and will be even better once you have married these women, but what about the other races, my sweet disciple?"

Adal didn’t respond. He listened carefully, like a student receiving a lesson from their teacher.

"In your mind, forty is old, but what of the elves who live to one thousand? They are the truth Milf’s, as you would call them. And what about the women of different skin tones? Opal’s skin is pale, yes, but the Orcs have skin like grass, and the Obsidian’s have skin as dark as the night sky, yet you have not touched any of them. You might think that I am tall, but there are giants who stand at seven feet tall, and dwarves who are below four feet. Not to mention, fairies, though I believe your manhood might be too large for them... My point is, disciple, you are too focused on the standard humans, as it is what you are were used to, back where you came from. If you want to truly become strong, you must expand."

Adal felt like he had received the formula.

It was something he had thought since he first awakened, but having it told to him put everything into perspective.

He was doing well, sampling the women of his nearby areas, but he truly needed to branch out. The world of Boen was too large to focus only on humans.

He was happy with the five he currently had, and now, it was time to go further.

Adal dropped to his knees, this time, willingly. He thanked the goddess greatly for the words, and she ruffled his hair gently.

"Return, disciple." She said with a smile. "The princess is about to wake up from her sleep."

He was sent back to his body before he could even ask how she had known he had come from a different world.