Chapter: 74
A/N: This chapter has R-18 and can be skipped.
Of course Hela noticed that the Fertility Goddess Sif was following them the entire date. It mattered not to Hela though. The beautiful golden haired goddess was always pining over one person or another–Usually it was Hela's brother Thor. It seemed that after 1000 years though, Sif had finally realized that was never happening though and switched her targets to Hela's current paramore. Hela normally would have scoffed at such a turn of events… but the thought of getting all three of them in the same bed in the future did send some pleasant thoughts through her. Gods was Hela pent up! A 1000 year dry spell was not good for her mental health! Thankfully for Hela, the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on happened to be right in the throne room waiting for Hela's glorious return to Asgard. Ok–it wasn't exactly glorious as her idiot brother Loki was running things into the ground, but it would be glorious soon enough! For now though, Hela had other things on her mind besides ruling.
"Is something wrong Hela?" Layla asked her as they reached the guest wing of this new, and smaller, palace.
Hela gave one last look towards where Sif was hiding invisibly. She sent her fellow goddess a victorious grin before she turned back to Layla. She pushed the smaller beautiful woman up against the wall causing her to blush furiously. "Nothing is wrong, my dear Layla, everything is absolutely perfect." Hela said and then pressed her lips into Laylas. Pretty soon both of them were moaning into the deep kiss.
With their lips still attached Hela opened the nearby guest room door and the both of them slipped inside. Hela closed the door before Sif could slip in after them. Things were about to get hot and heavy and Hela didn't want any interruptions.
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Hela smirked as she pushed Layla down on the bed in the room. Thankfully it was a fairly large bed easily big enough for the two of them and the activities they'll be performing on it soon.
Now laying on the bed beneath Hela, Layla's face was completely red and her eyes were burning with desire. Layla hadn't gotten any action since her single night with Natasha and now she could feel her own Sin of Lust burning inside her. She wouldn't be able to stop now if she wanted to. The goddess hovering over her was incredibly beautiful and powerful as well. That just made it even hotter in Layla's mind. Layla had let Natasha take the lead last time due to her own lack of experience, and this time layla knew Hela would be taking the lead because the goddess clearly wasn't the 'bottom.' Layla was fine with that. She found herself enjoying being wrapped in the arms of the larger beautiful goddess.
Hela leaned her face downwards and planted another kiss on Layla's lips. At the same time one of her hands reached forward and planted itself on Layla's chest over her clothes. Layla moaned into their kiss at the contact. Hela's partner was wearing some midgardian garments she was not familiar with. It mattered not though as Hela had 1000s of years of experience and a spell for almost everything.
"Eeeeeep!" Layla squeaked out as she went from feeling Hela's hands on her chest over her clothing–to directly on her bare breasts. A moment later, Layla realized that she had somehow been completely divested of all her clothing.
Hela gulped at the sight beneath her. Layla of the Fallen seemed to be the embodiment of sin itself. Her breasts were large and absolutely perfect in every way. They also seemed to be very sensitive as a few squeezes had Layla squirming. Hela trailed her gaze downwards as she fell upon Layla's lower lips. They were absolutely beautiful, completely hairless, and already dripping with anticipation. Hela didn't want to keep her partner waiting long.
With another use of her spell, Hela was soon also laying completely naked over Layla.
"Wow…" Layla exclaimed as the goddess's breasts were suddenly right in front of her face. Layla wanted to reach out her mouth and latch onto them. So she did just that.
Hela moaned as she felt Layla's soft lips brush kisses along her chest. Layla alternated planting kisses between each of Hela's large breasts. They were perfectly perky and didn't sag a bit even as she leaned over her. The body of the goddess was clearly just as perfect as her own. Layla opened her mouth slightly before latching onto Hela's left nipple.
Hela let out a small moan at the pleasant sensation of Layla's tongue on her nipple. She didn't want to be one to not reciprocate pleasure however. Hela's hand traced downwards before finding Layla's pussy. Hela ran her fingers up and down Layla's lower lips causing the angel to shiver pleasantly. Hela could feel how wet Layla was from just a few touches. She wanted her to be even wetter though!
Layla's eyes widened in surprise when she felt the sensation of one of Hela's fingers slip inside her tunnel. It didn't go particularly deep, but it went even deeper than Natasha's tongue had gone before! She felt Hela's finger swirl around inside of her. Every small movement caused Layla to squirm in pleasure.
Layla had forgotten about Hela's chest momentarily, but the goddess was ok with that. Seeing Layla writhe in pleasure was a delight in and of itself. Gods–she missed this so much. The lack of company was the most agonizing part of being locked away for so long. Hela wasn't going to let her partner go for a while yet! Not until they were both fully satisfied.
Layla continued to squirm and writhe in pleasure as Hela fingered her. Everytime Hela swirled her digit around Layla let out a beautiful moan. Hela wanted to see the girl let herself go completely so she pushed her finger in even deeper. Both women seized up when Hela felt her finger meet some resistance though.
"You're a… really?" Hela asked in surprise. A virgin Fallen Angel? She didn't think such a concept was even a possibility. She couldn't say the dichotomy didn't really turn her on though.
Layla blushed. "I'm not…kind of. I've been with another woman, but she never went… that deep. We never used any toys either." Layla admitted with a continued blush. She knew she'd lose it eventually. That eventually possibly turning into today was just a pleasant surprise for her.
Hela had a choice to make here. She could just continue their fun with less invasive pleasure… or she could crank it up with some special magic and really make Layla experience the best night of her life. Hela smirked to herself. She'd obviously chosen the latter option. Who was she!? She was Hela, the Asgardian Goddess of Death. A being that was feared all over the cosmos in the past. She wasn't about to let anyone else in the future potentially take her future wife's maidenhead! And Layla being her wife was something that Hela had already decided the moment she laid eyes on her. She just had to make the beautiful Fallen Angel fall in love with her first! She knew Layla would have other partners in the future as a Fallen Angel–that was just how they were wired. Hela wanted to be her number one though.
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