Sun God Alliance

  Son of Hades: Book Three

  Author: D. R. Rosier

  Copyright 2022. This is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, Places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without permission.

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Afterword:

  Other erotic fantasies by D. R. Rosier:

  Non-erotic Fantasy titles:

  Book Description

  Chapter One

  The sky burned that early Sunday morning as I twisted and flipped to avoid the closing cage of fire streams swirling around me. Each time I avoided one, two more took its place as my three blades cut down the illusions below. I was acting on pure instinct up above as I controlled the three blades below. The fire would disappear if I took down the right enemy illusions, but I was having trouble finding them.

  When two missile illusions flew straight up at me, I twisted wildly to avoid one while my shield and arm slammed the other one out of existence.

  It was about that moment that I started to wonder if using my enhanced blessing to improve Maggie’s and Elena’s talent to wield a wider variety of magics outside their initial affinities at birth a month ago was all that wise. It was a playful thought of course, making them more powerful was a good thing, but my training had grown crazier and crazier the last four weeks. I never had told them what I’d done, but I suspected they knew.

  No doubt Bonnie and Elena were sending up those multiple fire streams and my Maggie was working the illusions, both the enemies and the missile fire.

  I’d mastered controlling a second blade about a week ago and added the third. I was decent with three blades after a week but fighting with four points of view was hard. I still had a long way to go to perfect it, in a real fight I’d still be using two. Once I’d mastered that, I’d just have to keep practicing so that I didn’t lose my edge and the mental skill didn’t atrophy.

  The problem I was currently having was my three-hundred-and-sixty-degree sight coverage was on my armor, and my weapons only had tunnel vision. In the past that was always more than sufficient to kick ass in training. Find the fire magic monster or demigod illusions and take them out, nothing simpler.

  Not so much lately. That was a weakness they’d been attacking the last day or two, because it was extremely hard to find and pinpoint enemies with tunnel vision alone and my armor’s vision was practically useless with fire surrounding me the way it was. The idea of even my enhanced mind handling that full surround vision from four points was a nonstarter, I’d be helplessly confused.

  Needless to say, yesterday my training had ended in failure, and I really didn’t want that to happen again, the ladies had teased me for a while.

  Which meant I needed to adapt. It took me a few more minutes to think of a solution, but I finally figured out if I couldn’t increase my awareness of the battlefield, then what I needed to do was recruit another mind into the picture.

  I twisted and turned wildly while moving laterally, annoyed as I took a long stream of fire to my shield in order to avoid three others, even as I summoned another soul and used focus and intent to deliver my instructions. For those three seconds I was hit four more times because of the new and extra work, but once my soul had its instructions things changed dramatically.

  The soul was simply a lookout, calling enemy positions below while flashing an instant point of view position to my mind. My blades orientated and located the three enemies hidden cleverly in the landscaping in their tunnel vision, and I may have smirked when all three illusions died at once and the fire died in the sky. It was also the end of training, it’d been just about an hour, and I was close to ninety percent in power. It was the lowest I’d been after training for a while, but tomorrow would be different from the start.

  My three ladies all peered at me curiously as I lowered to the ground, and perhaps even a little annoyed I’d finally figured out how to defeat their newest trick. My training had started to become good training, for all of us. Elena hardly ever used water attacks during training anymore, outside of the minimum to retain her edge in controlling five streams at once that is.

  It was a Sunday, so I’d dressed my Maggie in a sharp creamy pencil skirt and dark blue sleeveless blouse that looked professional. She looked fantastic in it, but then she looked fantastic in just about anything, or nothing at all for that matter. She still had the blush of youth to her beauty, despite being almost twenty at that point, her birthday was coming up. No doubt that slow aging.

  She had straight and long extremely light brown hair that flowed down her body, and wide light brown eyes set into a remarkably beautiful face. Her cheekbones were soft, as was that beauty, which gave her a naturally innocent loveliness which of course was a lie though an effective one. My Maggie’s wickedness in bed still hit me hard sometimes, when dirty and nasty things dropped from those innocent appearing lips. Her voice was warmly seductive naturally.

  Her body on the other hand was lushly and sumptuously inviting, a perfect hourglass that was slightly exaggerated due to her tiny waist which laid between her generous C cups and rounded hips, with a juicy and firm rounded ass and lovely toned legs below. Her skin was fair. My Maggie loved to wear skirts, most of her clothes were skirts, so I dressed her in that most every day. One of the things she loved most was being submissive in and out of bed, it made her feel loved, cared for, and cherished. And she most definitely was, there was no power trip for me involved in that aspect of our lives, though the way she loved me could be heady.

  She was of course, also empathetically ruthless in running her coven and businesses, and coldly ruthless in dealing with her enemies. A woman of strength and grace in all aspects of her life. She awed me.

  Elena was my second mate. We’d met her just a couple of days after Maggie and I got together. She was my exotically beautiful sexpot at five feet and an inch tall. She was always in dresses for the most part, and all of them seemed to push that edge between trashy and elegant, and if I was being honest most of them were just over the trashy side of that line. I loved that about her actually. She was sex on a stick, and her voice was almost always smoky and sultry seduction, unless she spoke in temper, which was rare enough for us.

  Her exotic beauty came from her face and skin tone, smoky dark chocolate eyes, long eyelashes, and full lips just short of naturally pouty. Her cheekbones were strong but not severe, and she had light sun-kissed golden skin that was as silky and smooth as it looked. She was a mix of Latina and Asian beauty, with the exotic beauty of both. Obviously, whoever her father was had already been a mix of those, since none of the muses were.

  Her body was killer, tight, curvaceous, and petite. Her generous B cups were mouthwatering, with lovely dark brown nipples which were quite apparent at the moment through the tight black wrap dress she was wearing with a skirt was just a little too short for polite company. Her petite and perfect bubbled ass was a work of art, and lovely beyond belief, sticking out almost as far as her B cups, giving her a well-balanced sexpot look with a whisper thin waist and flat toned stomach between.

  She was just as naughty and perversely kinky in bed as my Bonnie and Maggie were, she was just more subtle about it, but with our mate blessing from Aphrodite our time in bed had gotten even crazier the last month. She was… delightfully naughty and submissive in bed, but independently ladylike outside of bed, though supportive. She awed me too.

  Not much had changed over the last month, daily training and work outs, little things. A few easy missions from the muses, and of course Elena and I had gotten a book started. It was maybe a fifth done, but to be fair to us we’d only been working on it three hours a day or so.

  The effervescent and vibrant joy of our lives just joined us a month ago, a little less than three weeks before all this craziness in my life started. Bonnie was a golden blonde beauty, with lovely and warm light icy blue eyes. She was exuberant in everything, and the youngest of us at just eighteen. Her perfect beauty of face was of a runway model, high and sharp cheekbones with full lips and a perfect nose. She had a long and graceful neck, and a lovely lithe body of a dancer at five feet and nine inches tall. Save of course, her incredibly bountiful fully rounded D cup breasts, which looked almost obscenely hot on her lissome frame. Lovely soft curves, and a tight pear-shaped ass over thin and toned legs which went on forever.

  Bonnie preferred to dress casually, and at the moment she had on jean shorts that looked more like a thong, and a lovely half shirt that hung like a curtain over her breasts. I suspected if she took a deep breath, that I’d see her lingerie bra and the bottom curve of those perfect and firmly pert globes of flesh.

  The golden blonde bombshell was as submissive as my Maggie, but in a wildly different way. Maggie wanted a firm hand, and to be told what to wear and feel taken care of, but Bonnie’s submission was in service. She actually picked out my clothes, and she made sure I was groom
ed and my body was in perfect shape with her magic. Being a daughter of Hecate, her magic was very effective.

  Elena asked, “How’d you do it?”

  I grinned, “Overcame and adapted.”

  Maggie giggled, “You’re not in the army, now give.”

  I laughed, “Marines say that, not army. Thought you had me beat?”

  Bonnie beamed, and said, “It’s totally an obvious weakness. Not one easily discerned if they don’t know your control mechanisms, or even then most couldn’t take advantage of it, but we’re trying to make you stronger.”

  I nodded, “I summoned another soul, and didn’t make him anything, just used him as a spotter on the ground. He sent me flash visions, like a picture, of where the illusions were hiding and firing from. After that I just had to align my swords to get them in my own secondary tunnel vision, and the blades took care of it.”

  Elena laughed, “That’s brilliant. Not many in our world could discern a soul spotter.”

  “That was the idea. Workout?”

  My power and training were all mental. If I was going to keep this body in shape for my ladies then we had to work out too, especially with all the wonderful meals the coven cooks, not to mention Maggie cooking us those lunches during the work week when they’re gone. Of course, my demigod body was quite efficient that way already, and there was the healthy body healthy mind thing to worry about too. It wasn’t just for them, but I took pride in being able to keep all three of them sated and well fucked almost constantly, without the aid of magic.

  Things still hadn’t cooled down there, and I didn’t expect them to anytime soon or ever, not with Aphrodite’s blessing of pleasure during our mating ceremony that would keep our libidos and chemical attraction at its peak for the rest of our lives. Foursome night and morning, a one on one sex and get to know you time after our workouts, and then quickies throughout the day of various combinations. Honestly, it was amazing I got anything done with all the sex I was still having, but we managed just fine and actually did a whole lot more talking and working than would be apparent.

  We all headed inside and being a Sunday the coven was there. The last month had seen a lot of progress in them recovering from their ordeal of mind-controlled rape in the Twilight Flame coven. Only a couple of them were at all shy around me anymore, and some of them were downright friendly now in a friendship way.

  Except for Angela and Valerie, but more on that in a minute.

  Point being, I exchanged smiles and nods with Raina and Talia on the way through the kitchen. Talia had always been a bit outgoing, but the change in Raina the last month was remarkable. The petite adorable black-haired beauty was definitely a gabby woman, which was a huge change from the quiet and shy eyes down woman I’d met almost two months ago now.

  “Day off?”

  Raina nodded with a grin, “Meredith is running the shop today.”

  I waved lazily as we left the kitchen. The coffee shop had been opened two weeks now, and a couple of days I supposed. The spell was so successful at drawing in the city’s coffee drinkers that they’d had to scramble to hire more employees than expected. They were definitely already in the black as far as daily operating expenses, by a large margin, but of course it’d still take months if not a year before the initial investment and startup costs were recovered and the business was truly in the black.

  I picked out cute red shorts and a red sports bra for Maggie to wear, and I gave her a teasing kiss before spanking her ass and ordering her to change. The way she looked at me told me doing that stuff still made her all gooey inside and wet between the legs. My other mates had no interest in me dressing them, but they enjoyed the possessive ass patting just as much, and they thought how submissive Maggie was to me in our personal lives extremely hot.

  As for myself, I changed into sweat shorts and a plain gray t-shirt that Bonnie picked out for me. Same thing, but for wildly different reasons. I dressed Maggie to feed her submissive needs, and I let Bonnie dress me to feed hers, as an act of service to me. Bonnie brushed my cheek and I felt my whole-body tingle, and I knew I was once again perfectly shaved, my nails flawless, and not a hair out of place. Seriously, her magic made me look like a male clothes model just coming out of makeup, save actual makeup.

  When she went to move away, I pulled her to me for a lingering kiss, and she was wide eyed with her heart in her eyes as I patted her ass and let her go. I also enjoyed the view as I watched my ladies change into workout clothes. Bonnie pulled on white Lycra shorts and a red halter top that looked painted on. Elena on the other hand wore gray shorts that were a little loose but still delightfully tiny, and a light blue tube top that didn’t have much support at all. She loved the fact even her smaller B cups, which were hardly small at all, mesmerized me as much as my other mates with Cs and Ds. So much so that she put on a little show during our workouts. The male of the species being mesmerized by bouncing breasts were just built into the DNA.

  Then we headed back downstairs to the workout room, which had a few people already in it from the coven. Angela and Valerie had joined us regularly during our workouts, at least on the weekends when they didn’t have work. They were probably my best friends as far as in the coven, the ones that I was closest to, outside of my mates of course. A lot of that stemmed from the intimacy of the tantric spells they’d assisted in.

  There’d been two more over the last four weeks, and I supposed it was hard to be awkward around someone you’d had your dick in three times. Angela still teased me with her flirty coy nature, and she knew her not wearing bras at all around the house drove me crazy, and she never did. Her torpedoed B cups were generous, swaying mesmerizingly on the treadmill, as we walked in the place. She had on yoga pants that showed off her toned and delightfully long sculpted legs, and that tight heart shaped ass, and a very loose yet clingy white t-shirt with her swaying nipples clearly defined. She was five foot ten, and she had a lithe dancer’s body much like Bonnie but without the huge breasts, that were still more than alluring. She had a cute face, more than pretty, but that really worked with her coy and flirty personality. She had lovely light blonde hair and expressive light gray eyes.

  The flirting was harmless enough and part of our friendship at that point, we couldn’t have sex outside of approved spells, it was part of the rules for being faithful to our core polyamory family. She was extended family, a friend, and coven. Sure, that didn’t mean I didn’t want to fuck her, almost every time I laid eyes on her in fact, but it wasn’t a difficult thing to resist and stay faithful to my mates, and it was even kind of fun at times. Though, we were growing closer.

  Valerie on the other hand was a shy and adorably petite woman, truly shy, not just fake shy like Raina had been in her nervousness as they recovered from their ordeal. She was almost as petite as my exotic beauty at five feet two inches, and a little bit curvier with her rounded C cup breasts and quite a bit larger juicy bubbled ass with a thin waist in between. Valerie had lovely light reddish brown hair that glowed in the sunlight, and bright piercing green eyes. Her face was adorable, heart shaped, with soft cheekbones though slightly more defined than the innocent beauty of my Maggie.

  Really, I’d just started to get to know her the last week or so, and I suspected as she got more comfortable with me in our chats, there was a good chance she’d take that center spot in our next spell. There’d be one tomorrow in fact. I’ll admit it. I wanted to fuck her pretty badly, and to hold her close in equal measure because of that adorable and sexy look that got every man’s instinct and wire crossed. Hot petite body, adorably innocent face, much like my Maggie if in vastly different ways, it was the same effect, at least in looks alone.

  I’d already seen her naked three times of course, as she joined the Sapphic circles around me and Angela for the spell. But despite that it’d only been recently she was able to even make and hold eye contact with me for a normal greeting, which she did then. At the moment, she was dressed in a dark blue leotard and loose white sweat shorts.

  “Hey Val, Angela.”

  I nodded and said hello to Karen as well, the only other one there. Karen was a cute and pretty strawberry blonde with blue eyes. She had an alluring body with average measurements, and she was in tight shorts and a t-shirt. Karen had been friendly with me almost from the start, and the only one to even come close to making eye contact with me that night when I’d freed them all and destroyed the Twilight Flame coven.