Trent felt her fingers wrapping around his free cock with a sensational touch. The goddess chuckled with delight as she stared at Trent's manhood. She relaxed on him while pleasuring him by stroking his cock. They shared a deep kiss, her golden hair serving as a sheath as their tongues intertwined in a dance of lust.
"Why didn't you tell me this before I agreed to the pact?" Trent asked, once their lips parted. He tried his best to question firmly, even though his cock was in bliss being caressed and fondled by the goddess' sweet hand.
"And why would I have done that?" she asked, gazing down at him while rubbing his shaft at a steady pace. "You were perfect—overwhelmed by my existence and the possibility of living again to kill those who killed you..." She whispered, kissing him again. "...Don't be downbeat about it. You are now becoming the fulfilled man you've always wanted to be, hmm? Now, how would you like to fill me with your potent seed again?"