I kind of got her point. Their bedroom was a little stomach turning actually. There were iron rings on the four-poster bed, that were obviously there as anchors to tie someone up. To each their own, but there was also a whip and several sexual toys on the bedside table including nipple clamps, ball gags, and some I wasn’t really sure what they were. In short, it was obvious Lillian and Hazel enjoyed a BDSM relationship to an extreme. To each their own but going that far wasn’t a thing I was interested in myself, even my dirty girl had no interest in true pain. Although my twins liked a tit spanking that was as far as any of them went toward true pain to enhance sex, and that pain was enhanced by the pleasure of it. Plus, monsters liked more pain with their pleasure, but Hazel was a demigoddess.

  It was obvious Lillian dominated Hazel in more ways than one.

  It was also a waste of time, as we checked all the furniture for hidden bolt holes or safes, but there was nothing there.

  We headed back downstairs, and met Janice and Caroline coming up, the former with a couple of suitcases and the latter with a safe over her shoulder.

  Janice lifted the bags slightly, “There’s millions in these, maybe around three, plenty to rebuild my place and make a big dent in opening a diverse business. It’ll cost more of course, a building that hosts three separate businesses of sorts, it’ll be a complex. But this will take most of the sting out of it.”

  Caroline laughed, “Plus whatever’s in here.”

  Ginny asked in disbelief, “They had millions in old luggage in the basement?”

  Caroline let out a startled chuckle, then shook her head, “There was a bigger safe down there, and that luggage in a corner. I was able to get that one open, and we loaded up the bags to make it easier to carry.”

  “Gas?”

  Janice nodded, and we headed for the kitchen. We turned on all six gas burners but didn’t light them. Then we headed back through the house and out the front door.

  We were watchful, but we gave it a minute or two, then I took great delight in pulling electricity to me from the other side of the house. Several of the windows exploded outward as the mansion went up. It didn’t splinter into pieces like gas explosions in the movies, but at the very least the kitchen and surrounding rooms were completely destroyed, and the fire started to spread rapidly as it ate into the ceiling and walls.

  “Time to go.”

  I wondered how they’d explain a prison in the backyard when they brought in contractors to rebuild the mansion, then I decided that I didn’t give a shit.

  We all left, and Ginny and I piled into the car with Caroline and Bree. Mission accomplished, and hopefully there’d be more in that second safe, or something equally valuable to being a pain in Hera’s ass.

  Chapter Eight

  The back of the car was riding a bit low with the safe in the trunk as we pulled away from the curb and headed south toward the city. The sky was still mostly overcast, but the clouds had parted in a few places and a few stars were out.

  The back seat was spacious enough, but my Ginny felt good pasted against my side with my arm around her. We were all a little flush with the success of our mission, save the niggling detail of Hazel getting away.

  “Caroline, we talked about how we’re both war demigods with personalities that don’t match it. How defense is good but aggressive conquering leaves us cold. I’m just wondering how you got into dance and met the muses?”

  Caroline chuckled, “Coincidence, though I wonder at times if there’s such a thing in our world. I was raised by my human mother and a demigod of my father’s. Our powers don’t come in until fifteen to seventeen, after puberty, but they of course knew what I’d be and worshipped the god of war.

  “I was taught from a very young age, so that when I did get my power, I’d already have the skills and be a warrior to be reckoned with. Martial arts, sword work, tactics, history, and I was also put into dance classes. They had plans for me to join a mercenary group. Anyway, the dance was to help me with martial arts and sword work, balance, smooth movement, all that stuff.

  “So once I got my power and finished high school, I had no interest at all in being an aggressive soldier that would put me in the position of forcing my will on others, and for reasons that weren’t necessarily right.”

  She paused for a moment, as she pulled onto the interstate and got settled in the middle lane.

  “I basically told them how I felt, that I had no intention of worshipping or following such a violent and merciless god, and then promptly left. Ran away, at seventeen, with zero marketable skills except the fact I was a fantastic dancer. I’d always been a natural, but my sudden increased strength meant I could hold those ballet poses and make those leaps with almost unnatural grace.

  “So, I applied and tried out for a dance troop in the city, which just happened to be run by a son and champion of the muses. It didn’t happen overnight, but we became very close friends. Our conversations usually revolved around dance, art, and music, and there was a beauty in that life. It’s also things that bring inspiration, hope, and joy to mankind, instead of death, destruction, and disease.

  “It was a process. The first six months I became a follower and adherent. It was a little over a year later when the muses showed up in person and made me their champion.”

  She shrugged, “It wasn’t all smooth sailing either. My stepfather was a pain in the ass for the first six months, lots of threats. Needless to say, I haven’t seen them since I got them off my back.”

  I came to the conclusion that she was a pretty amazing person. To be raised and taught to be a killer, yet to then just walk away from it out of her convictions and integrity toward ideals and her own morals despite that upbringing.

  “How’d you meet our Ginny?” I asked, and I kissed said Ginny’s head.

  Caroline said, “The muses are probably your goddess’s closest allies. Let’s just say the way I was raised left more than a few scars on my body. Ginny took care of that for me. She’s also how I met Antonia, and while that eventually failed it was a hell of a five-year run that I’ll never regret taking.”

  I got the idea they’d played together as well a bit, but that question was a bit too probing for our new and growing friendship and alliance.

  Ginny said, “And she helped me out of a few jams. You’d be surprised how cut-throat the beauty world can be for the humans.”

  Caroline laughed, “Understatement, some of them would give my father a run for his mantel.”

  “Really?”

  Ginny nodded against my shoulder, “Greed. There’s a lot of money in beauty products, and I was becoming the newest and greatest thing in beauty secrets for the stars. That stepped on a few toes in the establishment as I staked my part of things.”

  Caroline asked, “You?”

  I shrugged, “I thought I was human up until… nine days ago now? My father tried to hide me from our enemy’s notice. I never did find out how she found out or what tipped her off. Anyway, normal human upbringing, and I went to college and got a four-year degree in IT. I was still working the old college job while looking for my first break in my chosen field when it all happened.”

  Caroline said, “Probably bad timing. Even unrealized power in one of us is detectable to some few. My guess is the son or daughter of one of the queen’s allies with that rare ability ran into you during the course of the day. You look a lot like him, and of course your power would’ve been a dead giveaway.”

  I nodded in thought, “That makes sense. Fortunately, if they did, it wasn’t at work, home, or the bar I frequent. Otherwise they may have found me before my goddess did. They were still trying to track me down at that point.”

  Ginny shivered at that thought, then kissed my jaw lightly.

  “Love you too, baby.”

  She sighed softly in contentment, then winked up at me.

  The conversation moved on to lighter subjects for the rest of the ride home.

  The couch was comfortable, and it was nice being surrounded by the delightfully feminine flesh and charms of my mates. Nicole, who I hadn’t seen much of that day, was happily perched on my lap, while Janice and Dawn were against my sides. Ginny and Aurora were on the love seat cuddling together, and our allies were in a large leather chair with Bree happily in her new mistress’s and mate’s lap.

  We’d been home for a couple of hours, and Caroline and I had managed to get the safe open, while Ginny and Janice had poured over the notebook and investment portfolio.

  Caroline started us off, “The safe did hold important documents. Deeds and identification papers, and though it’s only a minor inconvenience we burned them. There was also another seventy thousand dollars in twenties. In total we walked away with a little over three point four million, that should be plenty to rebuild Janice’s small mansion and Dojo, with probably close to three million left over to start that business. All in all, a major success and it makes them pay for what they took from you and then some.”

  Ginny said, “I’ll get that into a few of my safe deposit boxes in the city first thing in the morning. As a rule, we don’t rob human banks, too great a chance for exposure. I know a few ways to launder it slowly into our accounts to avoid tripping any government alarms.”

  “Is that where you keep yours?”

  Ginny shrugged, “Some. I’m a product of this generation, most of my money from the beauty business is in bank accounts and investment. But yes, I have emergency cash funds readily accessible, without awkward questions being asked.”

  Nicole said, “Me too. Our lines of work are less… unsavory? A lot of what your enemy and her allies get up to involves corruption, racketeering, bribes, and such. War, political influence, organized crime, and such. So, they need large piles of cash lying around the government doesn’t know about. Not so much for us.”

  Right, there was a lot it seemed I didn’t know about our world. But I supposed every vice had a god behind it, or at least representing its influence over humanity. Gambling, drugs, theft, all of that and more.

  It was hard to keep perspective, but I supposed some would find what my lovely goddess did wrong. Licentious and decadent in pleasure, and some would even find the love mantel itself a weakness and a foolish pursuit instead of the pure blessing that it was. Beauty being vain, and so forth.

  Still, we were right, and they were wrong, at least in my head they were wrong. I had no need to run out and force my point of view though, which was the point of all this craziness. I just wanted to be left alone to live my life, follow my goddess, and to provide for, support and protect my family.

  Janice said, “So we did well, now for tomorrow. It looks like our enemy has interest in local politics and laws, to influence things to what she wants them to be or thinks they should be. They also have silent partnerships in several businesses to generate liquid cash. Tomorrow’s missions should be low danger, if we cause a few annoyances. I’ll stay back to train Levi again, since you won’t need us.”

  Nicole piped up, “I’ll also be staying to guard them both this time, just in case they get another dangerous mission from one of their goddesses.”

  I pinched her butt, and she sighed in contentment and laid against my chest.

  Ginny said, “I think we should go after the political corruption, and we’ll neutralize one of the politicians they have in their back pocket.”

  “Neutralize?” I asked.

  Ginny shook her head, “Not kill, just suggest he should step down and retire, or we’ll reveal what we know and that he’ll likely spend the rest of his life in jail.”

  Oh, just a little blackmail, that was fine then.

  Ginny nodded, “We’ll also disgrace one of the CEOs for her companies, even if they don’t step down it will hurt the company’s reputation and sales. It’ll be two relatively minor annoyances in cost, but it will tell our enemy we have a full list and can completely take apart her interests in our city.

  “So, in short. We’ll be home by noon. Drop the money off at the bank, take down a businessman and politician, then leave Lillian a message to back off and maintain the wary peace, or we’ll do much worse than annoy them. We hope that will be enough to get our enemy to give up her petty endeavor, in favor of preserving her influence in this city.”

  I shook my head “What does she use it for?”

  Caroline snorted, “Imagine militant feminist, then multiply it by ten. Women’s rights are near and dear to my heart, but she doesn’t want equality, she wants to punish men and have them beat down by society. Granted, some need that intervention, but there are a lot of good ones out there, mostly good ones I’d argue that know how to be real men and take masculinity to a good place, and she wants them punished too.”

  I frowned, “That’s where all those crazy laws come from, and the political correctness taken to crazy levels?”

  Ginny nodded, “Pretty much.”

  “She’s evil.”

  Ginny giggled at my shocked tone.

  Caroline nodded, “I can get onboard with those final two measures. They don’t go too far, and it’ll hurt enough to make her think, but we need to give them an ultimatum and a time limit. Say… two days, or we’ll disrupt another businessperson and politician, then do it again if she still doesn’t back off in another two days.”

  Ginny said, “Agreed.”

  Janice said, “I can work with that.”

  “I’m good with that too. How will we deliver the message?”

  Ginny said, “Mom will deliver it for us, directly to the source. I’ll let her in on our plan tonight.”

  “Sounds like we have a plan for tomorrow. I’d like to go along but I’ll mind my teacher.”

  Janice grinned up at me.

  Caroline stood up and tossed Bree over her shoulder, “Until the morning.”

  Bree giggled as her mistress fireman carried her up the stairs.

  I said, “I think she’s got the right idea, time for bed.”

  The nightly six-some we engaged in was even wilder than usual. The plans for tomorrow, the excitement of our successful mission, having a solid plan for our family’s business future, our new and deeper verbal commitments that day, it all added to it. The first two added to our lustful need, and a reaffirmation of life that we’d all came through the danger, while the latter two greatly increased our intimacy and surety in our love and future.

  The first part, the edge that danger and violence had built in us, was taken care of by a five on one round, as five of us all focused on the sixth. The intense pleasure of that playful game in bed blew my mind, ten hands, ten tits, five asses and pussies, and five warm mouths on my body. There was feminine flesh everywhere I moved my hands, and their touches and the sensations of their bodies all focused on pleasuring mine blew my mind. It was just as fun to be a part of the five-person team, as we focused on bringing our target mate to an explosive and powerful finish.

  It was almost too much pleasure, and only took about twenty minutes to run through the entire cycle. Not one of us held out longer than three minutes before exploding spectacularly in a potently mind-bending release.

  After that we’d split up into groups of three and three or three groups of two, and we’d swapped more than a few times. I was exhausted, and completely sated as I’d filled them all at least twice. It was kind of insane, and it would’ve been impossible without drawing in a little electricity to recharge my stamina. As it was, I’d still been shooting blanks the last three orgasms. Over ten orgasms within the space of two hours was mind-boggling, my record as a young human man in college had been five times in a day, and that was over almost six hours. It would’ve been impossible without my power as a demigod.

  Not to mention Ginny’s power over beauty which could repair and keep skin healthy, after the last week my cock would’ve been raw and burning from chafing after the wild week, much less just that night. It also kept the ladies from getting too sore that way as well, though how wet they all got for me and each other surely had a part in that too.

  That night I spent sandwiched tightly between Janice and Nicole, while Ginny had dragged off my twins to the guest room to sleep the night. The sleeping arrangements not only decided who I’d sleep next to, but also informed which two got my cock for the morning quickie.

  Nicole was extraordinarily kittenish, and my haven was just as joyfully affectionate in her satiation as we slowly drifted off to sleep.

  Chapter Nine

  The scent of the wildflowers in the endless meadow made me smile. I was just there as usual whenever I fell asleep, or lost consciousness but that’d only happened the once.

  Aphrodite looked exquisitely beautiful and elegant, and as crazy as it sounds innocent in the soft and delicate pink flowing silk robes that she had on. Like most of her clothes it was sheer, but this was another multi-layered affair that maintained most of her modesty, save her bared arms, shoulders save the spaghetti straps, and her long neck. They went down all the way to her ankles.

  Her vivid blue and star speckled eyes twinkled in the dim romantic light under the stars, and her curly golden blond hair was up in a fancy hairdo on her head. She was flawless, and despite the modest nature of her pink robes it clung enough to leave no doubt as to the perfection of her hourglass body beneath it.

  She had a welcoming and loving smile on her face that rocked my world.

  “My goddess,” I practically whispered, completely unashamed at the awe and devotion in my voice, as I moved forward and pulled her against me.

  Her scent was heady and as mesmerizing as her beauty and reality twisting sense of presence, as I claimed her lips in a soft and lingering kiss. Her sweet sigh of pleasure into my mouth, at being in my arms, was incredibly potent.

  She caressed my cheek as we broke it, her eyes twinkling in reflection of her wide smile.

  “You did well today, my champion. I really like your business plans and the motivation behind them. That you also thought to shelter more of my children and not just your mates touched me deeply. I’m sure more than one of my daughters and sons will be happy to work with you. I suspect some unrelated things as well, one of my daughters of fertility could open a clinic nearby. I also know it’ll take a couple of years to come to fruition, no rush. Maggie too, thank you for saving her, I’ve never had my own knight in shining armor before.”