Everything is leading him closer to finding his release - he is grateful for her added 'assistance' with lubrication, moaning happily as she touches him - it all feels so good, everything she is doing to him. He will not last long, but he does want to last at least a bit longer, enjoy all of this.

(He would not expect a second round to be blessed upon him by the Goddess, he might hope for it but he is not expecting it.)

With his adrenaline coursing through his body and the connections he is feeling with his energy and hers, this sacred spring and this forest that surrounds them...he is lucky to last as long as he does, to enjoy a few moments of her stroking and teasing at his cock with her fingertips and hand before he buries his face in the crook of her neck.

"Please, Goddess, please..." he begs, unabashed and unashamed as he comes, spilling over her hand as she strokes him through his climax.