9 Chapter 9

— God —

"F-Father, Anngh!"

I pushed my fingers deeper into Azazel's folds, grinning in satisfaction as she came around them. My eyes drank in her panting body, slick with sweat. Her massive breasts bounced like sweet fruit ripe for the picking.

It had been seven months since Lucifer and Lilith started the devil race along with the other angels turned devils. Not much has happened in that time; Adam and Eve are doing well, and Adam is definitely more endearing to Eve than he was to Lilith. It wasn't much since he didn't have the Fruit of Knowledge strengthening his consciousness-

But any improvement was an improvement.

I took a peak down at Lilith and Lucifer, and besides the very kinky sex they have, which for some reason always must include me in some way, there have been some changes in Hell.

Lilith is pregnant.

A good thing for the race as a whole, and I even popped down to congratulate her, getting attacked by the mob of devils that were my children once upon a time. They weren't the only ones who attacked me. The progenitors of the Seventy-Two pillars, created through the combined DNA of Lucifer and Lilith along with various powers they…stumbled upon, also joined in on the attack.

By 'stumbled upon' I mean I yeeted down a Fruit of the Tree of Life and Lilith munched that shit before Lucifer could get a bite.

When the devils attacked me their attacks couldn't even scratch the mana shield I put up around my body.

Lilith had gone near hysterical upon seeing me, begging me to take her back with her to Heaven remove the baby from her womb, and replace it with my seed, and while I was flattered by her firm demand, I had to reject.

She was needed in Hell…for now.

Though I'd be sure to tap that fine ass of hers one day. Doing it now wouldn't be looked upon well by my children if they found out, and I was sure they would.

Now, I was just spending my days as God the Father, and life was good. I deemed it so, so it was.

"...Father…I want more, please!"

"Ask, and you shall receive."

Who am I but a kind, loving Father with a very hot and needy daughter begging me?

I snapped my fingers, and my white robes disappeared from my body. Her eyes scanned my body, going from my eyes down to my muscular chest, and then lower. Her eyes widened as she saw my Almighty Sword, the holiest and most righteous of weapons.

"Dear God…" Yes, that's my name, don't wear it out!

'Lord, forgive me for lusting after your divine beauty and grace…and so much more.'

I heard Azazel pray to me, and I resisted the urge to laugh. Even now, she prayed to me, and I found it more endearing than anything. I wouldn't allow her to fall, even if her lust did overwhelm her love for me. Not from such acts with me.

I was the exception; my angels loving and lusting after me couldn't be a bad thing after all. In Heaven, praising my existence is an expectation, not an order, but I don't mind the attention.

It does wonders for my confidence, after all.

"Lay down, Azazel," I ordered, and she obeyed my command quickly. Laying on her back with her eyes looking at my upper body.

I rubbed the tip of my cock against the entrance to her pussy, enjoying the way her body shivered, her lustful thoughts begged for me to enter.

I was a man who hadn't had sex since my last life, and I intended to change that. I shoved my full length into her, tearing my way through her hymen as she screamed in ecstasy and pain.

"Anngh! It's big!"

I considered removing the pain part from her when we did this, but knowing Azazel and her endless curiosity, she'd likely hate that I did something like that instead of allowing her to feel everything naturally.

I pulled my length out about halfway, taking a peak down and seeing my dick coated by a slick layer of pussy juice and blood before I rammed my way back in. I continued the pace, fucking her at the pace I wanted.

"Slow…down, please…Anngh! Don't stop!"

What a confusing girl.

I'm just gonna go with no means, yes, and yes means yes with her. So I sped up, pulling my hips out further so that only the tip remained inside of her before slamming my cock into her until I sheathed myself inside her fully. Only the base of my groin and balls were left out as I continued piston fucking her.

The way her pussy gripped my dick egged me to continue. I slammed into her over and over, and I felt the tight walls of her cunt clamp around my shaft, but I didn't stop.

"W-Wait!"

"Do you really want me to?" I asked her, letting a smirk form and the way she continued to moan, answering my question by vocalizing her ecstasy.

Such a good little girl I have.

I felt my orgasm building as I rammed into her to my heart's content. "Get ready for me, Azazel."

"Y-Yes, My Lord!" She screamed, her cunt clamping around me again as I drove into her one last time, my cock kissing her womb as I shot rope after rope of my seed into her tight warm angelic pussy.

I let out a breath, coming down from the high of sex.

Until the convulsing of her pussy hardened my Holy Sword again. I flipped her over onto her stomach.

"Fath-" I shut her up by forcing her face into the sheets as I drove into her again, enjoying the jiggling of her perfect heart-shaped ass cheeks. Her moans, muffled by the sheets, began to sing beautiful music to my ears.

This was the first time I've let loose since I've reincarnated here-

And what fun it's been!

I smacked Azazel's left ass cheek, leaving a red hand print and initiating a divine jiggle that was so intoxicating it forced me to do the same to the other.

Sex with my curious little angel was amazing, and it left me wondering if my sweet little girl would fall as she was supposed to. I was near certain she would, her curiosity egging her into some sin or another, most likely lust for another.

If I had to guess, a woman with how she eyes her sisters. She practically sticks to Gabriel and Remiel like glue, all the while eyeing their perfect…assets.

I knew she wouldn't fall to lust for a man. In her eyes, I was perfection; you can't get any better than this, and my beauty exceeds even that of the angels I've created in my image. No, there wasn't a human that would come into existence that could surpass my attractiveness.

It had to be her lust for Gabriel and Remiel and, thus, other women.

Speaking of other women…I looked to the door with a smirk as I continued to drive into Azazel's cumming snatch. Seems like we've got a voyeur!

— Remiel —

The sound of her Father and Azazel could be heard from outside the door. Not that she needed that as any indication of the acts that were taking place inside. She could see through the closed door; she was an Archangel, specifically the Archangel of Hope and Visions. Seeing through a flimsily fortified door was no problem for her.

As she watched her Father and Azazel, she couldn't help but feel conflicted.

Lust was a sin, after all. She wasn't supposed to feel anything. In fact, what she should do is turn around and leave-

She couldn't.

Not as she heard her sister's moans of pleasure or the harsh impact of her Father's broad palms smacking against Azazel's asscheeks.

All of it looked so…enticing.

She prayed to her Father for guidance; she knew he knew she was here. They made eye contact mere moments ago, and he smirked her way. She considered it an invitation, an offer to go in and quell these evil thoughts of lust.

Her hand reached for the doorknob, but she stopped it with the other.

No, it wasn't right. She shouldn't succumb to temptation, even if it's her Father! This must be a test, and Azazel failed. She'd hang on with the grace of God as her support.

— God —

I ran a hand through Azazel's hair as she licked her way up my shaft. Both of our fluids coated it and she slurped it up like it was delicious.

Such a good girl.

Remiel wasn't interested in joining today, but that was fine. I wouldn't force her to. She would come around one day; we had thousands of years, after all.

What an odd thought that was.

I would have to sit through thousands of years as God, watching the world I created grow from nothing to something. All the while, the end of days would gradually approach.

It was a sobering thought as much as it was a painful one.

Or it would have been if I didn't have a gorgeous beauty looking up at me with her soft plush lips wrapped around the head of my cock.

I pushed her head down, and she started to bob up and down, gagging on my shaft.

If this was how I'd spend the next few thousand years, so be it. It was good to be the Almighty.