The Goddess of Death and Her Empress

 

"Nuri, don't hug so tightly." Lena said, and softly bit into Nuri's large breast. Nuri hissed a little, and released her strangle hold. Her eyes opened, and she frowned slightly.

"Empress?" She looked down and saw the teeth marks. She watched as Lena blew a white mist upon her breast, and saw it heal.

"You nearly smothered me with those assets of yours." Lena said and smirked. "Not that I don't like them, but I have too much to do before I go to Haven." Nuri blushed a bit.

"Empress, so naughty." Lena's tongue came out of her mouth and licked her healed area.

"Ever since I first saw you, I knew you were special, Nuri. I'm glad you became mine like this." Lena rested her cheek against Nuri's massive breast, and sighed. "Sleeping with your comfortable body pressed against me is a delight. It's like you were designed strictly for me, and my comfort." Nuri blushed again.

"Empress, you say such strange things." She kissed the crown of Lena's head. "Why would Imera go through so much trouble, designing me with you in mind? Couldn't other fat girls do the same thing?" She felt Lena's teeth again, and her anger roll over her.

"Don't say such things. You know how I appreciate your body. Yes, you have extra weight on your frame, but do I not appreciate it? Do I not enjoy your warmth, and comfortable body?" Lena growled softly. "You belong to me, Nuri. I love your soft body, your huge boobs, and your gentle personality. You're more than pretty, and I've decided that I will keep you close at all times. You are my comforter in bed, my throne so I feel your warmth when I'm not happy, and the one who hugs me when I need it most." Kyrie lifted up her head and lightly swatted Nuri's shoulder.

"How could you still not understand how much my mate loves you, Nuri? You don't deserve her for your lack of faith, but she loves you regardless of that." Lena turned towards Kyrie, and mock growled.

"Don't be mean to my pillow. You have your own to bite. Nadi belongs to you, and Nuri belongs to me." Nadya lifted her head at Lena's words.

"Nadi?" She asked quietly.

"Oh. I guess I did shorten it a little." She grinned and giggled a small girlish giggle that they had heard ever since Jana merged with Lena. "I thought it fit with Nuri's name, and just did it unconsciously." She smiled and sighed as she reclined against Nuri.

"My bed is so comfortable, but I need to get up and move around soon. We'll sit on our thrones after they also get up and get moving." She turned back to Nuri and kissed her lips softly. "I love my servants a lot, but Kyrie is my mate, so don't be upset that she'll always be more important, Nuri." Nuri nodded.

"I won't, Empress. It's only right that the mate of the goddess puts the goddess first." But Nuri's and Nadya's mind went back to that girlish giggle, and Nadya's new nickname, Nadi.

Nadya watched Nuri's interaction with Lena, and how she snuggled in to Nuri's huge breasts with a large grin. She felt warm breath on her ear.

"You also belong to her, Nadya." Kyrie said softly. "I'm just borrowing you for now. Let her believe she's gifting you to me, but we'll let her know that you belong to her properly in the future." Nadya blushed brightly.

"Thank you, goddess. Um," She bit her bottom lip. "Do you know why?" She whispered.

"Why are all my Others so enamored with her, and fascinated with her?" Kyrie asked teasingly. Nadya's lowered her eyes and nodded. "Not yet as that is blocked out for now. But it has to be for the same reason I am." Kyrie said and sighed softly as she buried her face in Nadya's chest.

"Because I love her adorable self."

 

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"Sol!" Lena dashed into Sol's arms and snuggled against her chest. Sol smiled gently, and stroked her hair.

"Hard to believe that you're our little Jana, one of the twin oracles that were so well known five hundred years ago." Sol sighed softly, and hugged her. "Mirri missed you so badly when you went to sleep, Lena. All she wanted was to go to Haven with you, her adopted sister." Lena rubbed her face against Sol's chest.

"I remember her now, but where I was between that time and now, I can not remember." Lena said, but she giggled and wiggled in Sol's hug. "However, I just remembered that part of you belongs to me." Sol blushed brightly, but had her lips covered quickly, and felt a surge of energy into her core.

Her legs began to weaken as Lena pressed her into the stone floor, and force fed her the white mist some of her body was made of.

Soon, they heard soft decadent sounds of sweet slurping, and wind rushing passed them, while Sol's belly swelled outwards and reduced in size multiple times. After several minutes, Lena lifted her lips, and licked them.

"The goddess always tastes divine when she is all over my servants." Lena said with a soft smile. "You are completely mine now, Sol." She traced a finger from her lips and down to her breasts, where she lightly poked their surface.

"I've reinforced your pain pleasure loop, so it is more intense for your interactions with those of the Vhaac, and the Asmarians." Lena said and laid her face on Sol's huge chest. "You are my servant, and it is your job to lead them to me, and the goddess. Teach them the ways of Haven, of the goddess, and of me." Sol's breath shuddered within her.

"As you will, Empress, this servant shall obey." Sol said, while under the scrutiny of the goddess. Kyrie's lips curled upward a little, but her face was not smiling.

"I'm not sure if I like how you sent her into a divine ecstasy right in front of me, my little love." Kyrie said, and started to pout. Lena lifted up and grinned.

"I'm going to send you wonderful Offerings, Kyrie." Kyrie saw her eyes glow white, and the room fill with her powerful divine energy. "My mate. My dearest wife. My goddess. We'll protect Imera from those who wish to harm her, and exploit her celestial body." She reached out, her eyes lost their glow, and she began to giggle. Lena dashed forward, seemingly disappearing from her spot, and wrapped her arms about Kyrie's waist.

"You can't be jealous, love." She whispered. "I love all our servants, and Offerings. But only you am I in love with." Kyrie blushed brightly, and tapped her nose with a fingertip.

"So naughty. I didn't think it was possible to love another like this." She whispered. "My little love. My Empress. All mine." Lena grinned and buried her face in Kyrie's chest.

"We have to get ready, love." Lena said. "Your servants, and mine, need proper guidance. The Elorshin have lived with only the basics of guidance, while the Asmarians have forgotten themselves, and their natures." She licked her lips.

"Sol is my first, but will not be the last. She is my nature guide, for Haven, and for Kyarhi." Lena said, and tilted her head when Kyrie's cheek twitched. "What's wrong?"

"Just a memory of a name, love. A seed, a twig, a branch, a root. All part of the Kyarhi. All part of the Yrneha." Kyrie said, and Lena's eyes glowed from within.

"Yrneha." She said, and the ground of Imera shook with power rumbling deep within. "That is a good name. It shall be the name of the world Gallae builds for me." Kyrie hugged her close, but didn't say what was on the edge of her consciousness.

The Yrneha was merely the root of the Yglathria, the tree of the god world. It was a legend that her mother told her about thousands of years ago, a plan that both her mother and Gallae had given breath to.

'Patience, little Kyrie. All will come to light in it's own time.' The whisper within her mind calmed her heart and stilled the ripples in her consciousness.

Lena was under the care of Gallae. She would be safe. But was it a coincidence that when she pictured a tree, she also saw Lena sitting on a bench, cradling a child in her arms with a loving smile?

Kyrie didn't know whether she should feel jealousy, or pride at the image, so she felt both. Love was a strange emotion to the goddess of death, and life from death.