It was easy, everything considered. Of course it may have been more enjoyable taking people one by one, watching as they succumb to the their natural next form of evolution, but you have a goal in mind, and there would be time for sweet one on one action in the future.
You brought yourself to the nearby river and brought your two wives along. Confidently you command them to pleasure you, and like good wives, they promptly did. Over a period of hours they played there ministries on your mighty tool. kissing your sack, stroking your red red shaft and indulging in the scent and presence of their master. Your balls never seemed to run dry, as a gods like yours shouldnt.
Literal gallons of your ambrosia were flung into the river, and some went to your lovely wives to guaranty their promised first borns. With one final thrusts between Alice's ponderous tits, you let up. You clamp your claws around both of their plush butts, their tails wagging furiously. Both girly look at each other and giggle, seeing how absolutely covered they were in their lord Fenrir's seed. You wipe a drop off of Rebecca's cheek and tell then "It is time to go" the three of you teleport back to the temple for the inevitable arrive of a mass of new initiates.