AVA LOVE

Priestess of Pleasure and Devotion

I create sacred erotic art that rewires your nervous system and awakens your inner God/dess.

Hi love, I’m Ava!


Sacred Sex Mentor. Erotic Mystic. Devotional Domme.

I create sacred erotic rituals that rewire your nervous system and awaken the God/dess within.


Breathwork. Meditation. Sacred self-pleasure. Erotic transmission. God/dess dances.
Each one a spell. Each one a ceremony.

This isn’t entertainment.
It’s initiation.

My work is a remembering—of your body, your power, your hunger, your divinity within.

I don’t just want you to come.
I want you to become.

The kind of pleasure I offer doesn’t stop at your skin.
It seeps into your soul.
It opens you wider.
It changes you.

If you’re ready to worship and be worshiped…
If you ache for something deeper than release…
Then step closer.

Let me show you what you were made for.

My Offerings are Invitations to Worship

Erotic art. Sacred ritual. Nervous system reprogramming through pleasure.
Every offering I create is designed to open you, stretch you, and remember you back to the divine.

Sacred Erotic Library

This is sacred smut, devotional striptease, and erotic alchemy designed to awaken your body and rewire your nervous system through pleasure.

Inside the erotic library, you’ll find guided meditative self-pleasure, breathwork rituals, sensual embodiment, and God/dess dances.

Audios start at $2.99. Videos range from $11.99 to $22.99.


This is spiritual technology in sexy packaging.

Holy. Healing. Hot as fuck.

PRIVATE MENTORSHIP | The Sacred King

For the man who knows he’s ready to rise.

For the lover, the seeker, the sacred masculine who craves not just pleasure—but purpose, power, and devotion.

This 3-month private container is an erotic and energetic initiation:
Biweekly 1:1 calls + Signal chat support + personalized embodiment assignments.

I will guide you through erotic reprogramming, heart opening, and nervous system expansion, all in devotion to your deepest expression as a man and a lover.

Come ready to be met. Come ready to serve love. Come correct.

This is a temple of holy remembrance.
Enter only if you're ready to worship.

You were never meant to starve for pleasure.
You were never meant to silence your desire.

Your body is an altar.
Your longing is a prayer.
Your pleasure is the portal.

I am not here to perform for you.
I am here to initiate you.

To show you how sacred it is to want.
How holy it is to be witnessed.
How powerful it is to open.

Everything I create is a remembrance—
A return to the God/dess within you.

Come as you are.
Bring your hunger, your reverence, your ache to be met.

I will worship you as you learn to worship yourself.

Welcome to the temple.

Welcome home.

Why Sacred Smut? Why Now?

Because you are starving for devotion—
and you may not even know it.

You’ve been trained to chase orgasms like trophies.
To treat sex like conquest.
To see vulnerability as weakness.

But I see through that.
And I know—deep down—you’re aching for something you’ve never been taught to name:

Worship.

Not to be worshipped.
But to worship.
To feel something real.
To be undone by a woman who sees you—
not for what you produce,
but for who you are.

And I need you to know…
you’re not wrong for wanting that.

You’re not weak for craving depth.
You’re not broken because quick release doesn’t satisfy you anymore.
You're evolving. You're remembering.

Because women are rising.
We are reclaiming our bodies, our power, our pleasure, our NO… and our full-bodied YES.
And if you don’t rise too—not in control, but in consciousness—you will be left behind.

But I don’t want to leave you behind.
I want to meet you.
I want to show you what it feels like to be worshipped and still powerful.
To surrender and still divine.

Because you are magical.
Your cock is powerful.
Your presence, when embodied, is holy.

But somewhere along the way,
you forgot.

I remember.
Because remembering saved my life.
It brought me home to my body.
To God.
To a kind of power that doesn’t dominate—but devotes.
To the holy ache of being fully alive.

And I want that remembrance for you, too.

This isn’t porn.
This is a sacred return.
To what your bones knew before shame.
Before control.
Before someone told you that your pleasure was dangerous.

I am here to make sex sacred again.
I am here to invite you back into your body.

And here’s the truth:

I don’t care what anyone thinks of me anymore.

Think I’m a whore?
Good.
The holiest whore you’ll ever meet.

Think I’m a slut?
You’re damn right.
And it’s Ms. Sacred Slut, to you.

Call me dirty.
Call me wrong.
Call me sinful.

You are speaking to a fucking Goddess in the flesh.
And I don’t need your permission to be divine.

But if you’re ready—
to remember who you are…
to be witnessed, worshipped, and reawakened…

Then step forward.
The temple is open.
And I’ve been waiting for you.