when I first saw you in My temple, I thought you were lost. no one had visited My ancient holy places for decades. you were precisely the type a Goddess desires: strong, loyal, resilient. I found myself resenting the deity who had already claimed you, ready to tear you from them when I heard My name fall from your lips. the oath of fealty was the sweetest song I’d ever heard.
the appearance of My divine form startled you, My new charge. I saw the tremble of your limbs, the disbelief upon your face. But more than anything else, I noticed the look of devotion and longing in your eyes, which darted across my glowing visage— stopping with hunger in various places…
You are Mine. I spoke in a low tone and yet you flinched at the divine clarity of My voice
you nodded, although it was not a question. I knew this with every atom of My powerful being. I had been left alone and forgotten for so long but you. you had come and spoken the breath of life into Me. the warmth and power of it suffused My entire being, but a Goddess will always need more. I burned to feel you closer to me
I could feel your desire under the surface of reverence and awe. The power of it rippled across My being
Show Me your loyalty, brave one. Demonstrate your love and lust with your body. Give me your strength and devotion. Give me your shame and your pride, your pleasure and your pain. Show me every piece of you and let Me show you what it is to feel My Love
