By the time I left, she was thoroughly debauched and exhausted, and she kissed me lingeringly and thanked me for a wonderfully unforgettable morning.

  Suffice it to say, I got a very late start on the kitchen that day, and it wasn’t ready by lunch, by the time I actually got around to hanging the painting in Kat’s living room and leaving. I’d remember Katerina fondly, and I won’t go into all the details of what we got up to, but she was as breathlessly wild as any of my lovers, and I think it turned her on beyond belief to be controlled, used, and pounded by a god.

  Point being, the only reason it made it into this account was my mental gymnastics. I thought long and hard after that encounter, and I decided it had been the right decision. She’d been a relative stranger on a personal level, but we did have a connection through my art and the gallery. So it was valid, we were literally business acquaintances, by very definition.

  But if it hadn’t been valid, I’d have pounded her anyway and rationalized it. She was just too hot to resist. Which is why I took the time to consider what an acquaintance was, so next time that kind of thing happened I’d be able to resist, if the hot woman didn’t meet those now solid definitions, then I wouldn’t be able to rationalize it. Honestly, I was weaker willed than I thought, but there’d been a lot of mental fodder in it. Plowing the most eligible female billionaire in the state and maybe the country, who’d seduced me so outrageously, had just been… amazing.

  I mean, she might like art, but I had no doubt she’d paid ten million to feel my driving cock as well.

  Chapter Nine

  Despite the late start, the counters and appliances went faster than I’d accounted for mostly thanks to cheating outrageously with witch magic. I mean, I’d already measured and cut the other day, I’d just had to rip the old out and put in the new. Of course, I decided the bottom cabinets were going in too, it was just the upper cabinets, floor, and walls that’d be waiting. It’d make little sense to replace the counters only to have to take them apart again in a day or two.

  I’d flirted with Brenna, patting her ass and touching her often, even kissing her, but it wasn’t lost on me we’d have usually been going at it like rabbits at least twice when spending so many hours in the same room. It was what it was, and I was patient, I just hated to see her that way, which is why I keep bringing it up.

  I was already more than half done, as Brenna told me it was lunchtime. I moved into the dining room, and the table was covered in stacks of bread, fixings, meats, and cheeses. I told the others what happened that morning while we made sandwiches. Of course, they weren’t jealous, they were turned on, and actually demanded more details. Such was my life.

  Then we all sat down and started to eat.

  I attempted to change the subject, “The kitchen’s going well, I should be done in another couple of hours.”

  June asked, “Did you discuss protection?”

  I blinked, the last thing I told them was how wild it was to have her begging for my cum in her womb. So the question totally made sense.

  “Oh, right. Nope. I’m really bad at that, apparently, since it hasn’t occurred to me in the two hours since either. I mean, I just assumed she was on the pill when she took me bareback and begged for my godly seed to warm her middle.”

  Lily giggled.

  June blushed, “Yeah, try to remember next time. We’re on witch potions, so are your other two lovers, and Brenna can’t conceive. But human contraceptives aren’t fully reliable.”

  “I’ll keep that in mind.”

  Lily snorted playfully, and accused, “Until you see a wet pussy quivering for your cock in it.”

  I snorted, “Guilty. In my defense, condoms have nothing to do with art and leisure, while sex does.”

  They giggled and shook their heads.

  I was saved from further teasing by the wards, and the three of us felt two shifters come into range of our own godly magical detection. They turned and were going straight down the walk for the front door at a brisk walking speed.

  I stood up, and I had the ladies on my heels as I moved toward the front door. The doorbell rang when we were about halfway there already, so it was only a few seconds later before I opened the door.

  A cute young girl with brown curls and warm brown eyes, with an attractive woman with the same hair and eyes and an athletic build. Evette and her mother… Claudia. What had thrown me off at first was Claudia looked too young to have a twelve-year-old daughter, in her mid-twenties, but shifters aged slower than humans, by over three times. They also had a package in their hands, a brown paper bag that was thin and long.

  “Hello, Evette, Claudia. Would you like to come in?”

  Neither of them looked surprised I already knew their names.

  Claudia said, “That won’t be necessary, we don’t wish to intrude further. Evette?”

  Evette smiled up at me shyly, “My pack and I wanted to thank you for saving me, and half the pack as a result. Our alpha sends his regards,” then she held out the package, which I took with a question on my face.

  Claudia explained, “Venison steak. It is pack custom and part of our society to share the first kill of the hunt, taken down by the alpha. He set aside a portion for you. It signifies that you are a friend of our pack, food is very important to shifters. Sharing it is… always significant but the message varies by circumstance, and you may call on us if you have need. We are in your debt.”

  Evette nodded firmly in agreement, as if to back up what her mom said.

  I said, “Thank you, this is as welcome as it is unexpected.”

  Claudia gave us her number as a contact point, thanked us again, then left with a young Evette in tow.

  I was thoughtful as we returned to the dining room, with a quick stop in the kitchen to put the venison in the fridge.

  Brenna said, “I’ll cook that for you later, they’ll ask how you enjoyed it next time they see you. If you don’t eat it, they’ll be insulted, and they’ll know if you lie about it.”

  “That’s fine, I like venison. So, any insight there?”

  Brenna shrugged, “A gift and gesture of thanks, and an acknowledgment they owe lives to your interference. Just like they said. They owe you, and respect you, and don’t see you as a threat, but they won’t be inviting you to a fourth of July celebration or inviting you to dinner parties. Otherwise, they would’ve said you were welcome to visit, and they’d have accepted your invitation inside. They simply want to acknowledge and offer to pay their debt.”

  Right, the fourth was in a few days now.

  My phone buzzed, and I checked it.

  “The inspector gave the thumbs up. A couple of maintenance issues, but nothing costly and I can do it myself. I don’t think there’s a need to add an appendment to the offer.”

  I dialed our realtor, Caroline Fawkes, but she didn’t answer so I left a message. I also asked her to call back on the offer, we hadn’t heard anything back yet from the seller.

  “Alright, if the interruptions are done let’s eat.”

  Lily said playfully, “At least the shifters know to bag their meat.”

  June and Brenna broke down into wicked giggles and outright laughter.

  So much for not being teased anymore after the distractions…

  The kitchen looked about half done. After the appliances and new counter and lower cabinets were put in, I still had a little time left in the day, so I got to work on fixing the tiny holes in the wall. Tomorrow, I could sand it, rip the cabinets out, and paint. Then the new tile the day after that, and at least the sunroom studio and kitchen would be restored. The rest of the house would go quicker, mostly just needing minor wall repairs, a fresh coat of paint, and some work on the portions of molding that had been chipped or splintered. It’d likely be impossible to find the same molding design, but I could buy a plain one of the same size, and then carve and paint it myself to restore the original architecture including accents.

  Caroline had called me back, only to tell me they were still waiting on the owners to respond to the offer, who were apparently vacationing in Europe according to their realtor. She was happy to hear though, that there’d be no adjustments needed to the initial offer and the house was sound.

  The new fridge and freezer were down to the right temperatures, so Brenna loaded everything back in from the ice chests, and she ran a few liters of water through the water dispenser, and she’d promised to dump out the first two bins of ice. All while I cleaned up my mess.

  Teleportation was really convenient in construction, since I sent the ancient lower cabinets, fridge, dishwasher, and oven directly to the dump.

  Then I pinned my witch against the new fridge and kissed her senseless. She looked dazed, happy to have my loving attention, but not turned on in the least. I winked as I left to get the others for dinner.

  The news was on after dinner, our new habit ever since Nate had showed up. There was still just a lot of speculation, and that talks were in progress. I supposed I shouldn’t expect more than that, it’d only been two days since Nate Green had come out as the new Zeus and stated his intentions. Negotiations with countries all over Earth would take time. But it was also not a horrible idea to keep an eye on it.

  Lily was on my right side, Brenna was curled up on the loveseat, and I was just starting to wonder what was keeping June when I felt her coming out of her room and down the stairs.

  It wasn’t until she knelt in front of me, that I looked away from the television and took her in. She was in a sweet and conservative white sundress with flower patterns, buttoned all the way up to her neck and the skirts settled over her knees. She also had light brown hair, and instead of innocent, an adorably beautiful face as she stared up at me with soulful hazel eyes in adoring worship.

  Her light brunette role was to worship me, and Lily looked fascinated as I opened my legs in invitation. She bit her lip shyly, and then crawled closer, putting her hands on my legs. All while looking deeply into my eyes with adoring sweet devotion on her face, her lips slightly parted. That look in conjunction with her adorable beauty drove me crazy, and I was already hard for her, by the time she’d worked open my pants and fished me out.

  Brenna said, “That is so beautiful.”

  June smiled at that, but she didn’t look away from my eyes as she leaned in to teasingly suckle the very tip of my sensitive tip, with a look of utter and complete devotion in her eyes. She looked blissed out, the lust in her eyes was barely there at all. This was an act of loving worship, and she looked like she was having a transcendent experience as she suckled my cock with a warm moan of joyful pleasure.

  Her hot mouth and sweet tongue felt amazing on me, as she licked, swirled, and sucked on the sensitive tip, and she was totally lost in me, as lost as I was in her, while she worshipped at the altar of my cock.

  Lily got breathy, “Oh my, that is... so wicked and sexy. Drop the act, June. The silly roleplay, you know you want to. To show him the truth of you. That this isn’t just some seduction game. That you truly worship him.”

  June moaned in wanton contentment, and she closed her eyes. Her hair shimmered and turned into her beautiful glimmering midnight back tight curly ringlets that caressed her body, and when she opened her eyes they were dark blue. Still filled with adoration, worship, and a joy at suckling my cock so gently, like that’s really where she belonged, but with her normal innocent beauty. It was where she wanted to be, worshipping my cock with warm sexy eyes. Always giving me pleasure in loving waves of worship, my sensitive skin thrumming under her loving attention.

  More than that, she looked painfully vulnerable, her eyes wide with the thrill of worshipping me as herself, no more hiding behind a kink she said was for my pleasure.

  Of course, it really had been to give me an all-in-one harem too, but apparently, she was taking Lily’s dare, and she was doubling down. Maybe she’d finally found the courage in my acceptance of it all this morning. In the fact she knew I wouldn’t judge her in any way for it.

  It also wasn’t a total surprise, not really, that it hadn’t been all roleplay.

  She looked blissed out.

  She looked serenely content, and she worshipped my cock with her mouth and me with her loving submissive adoration with her eyes, looking so tenderly and movingly into mine. She wasn’t even trying to get me off, just suckling and sending low and teasingly delicious waves of pleasure through me, with her soft lips and lazily swirling tongue.

  “You are so beautiful, babe. Sexy.”

  She moaned breathily, the lust slowly building in her eyes to match the reverent adoration as she worked me with a feverish intensity of worship, but she was also making love to my cock now. Taking it deeper into her mouth, working me with slow bobs, hard sucks, and teasing licks. The heat of her mouth on me was pure heaven, and the connection between us insanely intimate and intensely dynamic as love, lust, worship, and even pleasure all mixed in her eyes and on her face.

  I completely lost track of time on the slow ride to ecstasy, in this joint worshiping and pleasuring session as she wallowed in me, in the taste of my cock, how much she wanted to be there, loving me, worshipping and adoring me, and giving me the myriad pleasures of her body. It was beyond intense, and I was in awe of her.

  “Going to cum, sexy. So hard for you and that sweet mouth.”

  The pleasure when it came, was masterful, erupting from the depths of my being and exploding through my body like lightning striking ground. The love and pleasure I felt, all the heady mental fodder, it was powerful, but as I’d expected that transcendence hit me as well. So focused and looking at her eyes, sharing the pleasure in my vulnerability as I painted the back of her throat and coated her tongue, and the bond felt like we were one. The rush of rapturous ecstasy mixing with my love and our deep soulful connection through our power.

  I’d never cum so hard in my life, and I thought it would never end, as she cried out and suckled, milked, and swallowed in a sensual rhythm as her body trembled against my thighs.

  She suckled dreamily on my cock, as we came down together, then crawled up into my lap and snuggled into me.

  She said, “That was… wonderful. I love you, so much, sir.”

  I scooped her up in my arms, stood up, and teleported to the bed.

  She giggled as I dropped her onto the bed, then pushed her legs open as I got between them.

  I tore my shirt off, pulled her skirts up, and her sex was glistening. No panties, and there were dirty rivulets of her liquid satiation running down her thighs, and down her taint onto her ass.

  She was more than ready, so I grabbed her hands, pinned them over her head, then fisted both in one. Her eyes were wide with wicked surrender and sweet anticipation as I lined up and drove inside of her with a roar of pleasure.

  She moaned wantonly, letting out a pant of pleasure with each hard stroke of my cock into her, burying it into her by inches at a time. Four harsh and rough strokes and our flesh joined fully as one, her hot cunt clenching and convulsing around me, as her eyes glazed over with pleasure, lust, and a delicious discomfort at how hard I’d forced her open.

  I didn’t even pause, it was like the opposite of usual, which was first hard then loving. The worshipping blowjob had been so intensely loving and heady, so intimate and sweetly naughty, that I had to wreck her. The powerful satiation of that love had engendered a potent lust to own her, take her, take what was mine, and fill her with my pleasure. I had to use her hot little body hard and fast, watch those c cups bounce wildly as she cried out on my cock.

  See the pleasure in her eyes, at being taken so roughly while being held down so helplessly.

  I paused long enough to grab her legs and put them over my shoulders just for the leverage of it and to free my other hand. I reached under her now that her ass was slightly off the mattress, and my fingers dug in possessively. Both my hands, one pinning her arms over her head and the other kneading her ass possessively, and my driving cock was demanding on her, claiming her, telling her she belonged to me, and was for my pleasure.

  She was so beautiful, her sweet innocent beauty twisted into lustful pleasure and wanton submission as she joyfully and wildly gave into that claim with an abandon that stole my breath. Her sweet sounds of pleasure and thrilling joy as she surrendered her body without reservation was mind-blowing.

  Her hot flesh was pure pleasure on my driving cock, squeezing, silken friction, so wet and hot around me, so very grasping as her pussy milked me hard for my pleasure, all while I plundered the depths of her paradise with a harsh and powerful thrusts. Waves of intense pleasure rolled through me powerfully, and even for the second round at this breakneck pace I wouldn’t last long while taking the myriad pleasures of her body.

  I let go of her ass and reached up her body, pulling and twisting her nipple through the dress making her gasp, and her pussy convulse around me wildly.

  “Cum for me, sexy. Cum all over this cock, that owns you.”

  Her eyes widened at that last, and then she screamed her pleasure as she splintered apart around me. Her gasping pants were a repeating word, “Yes, yes, yes, your cock, owns my body, sir,” she screamed out the last as she rolled into a second more potent orgasm, before she’d fully come down from the first.

  The myriad pleasures of her hot clenching heaven was more than I could stand.

  I accused in a roar, “Sexy!” and the vulnerable joy and wicked ecstasy at me filling her shone strongly in her glazed over pleasure addled eyes, as I started to empty out my lust and seed within the depths of her hot and perfectly nubile and hourglass body.

  The transcendence was even stronger, filling her sodden cock-sheath as she came so hard for me, all I could do was hold on, stare into her eyes, as my cock violently pulsed time and time again while the tide of ecstasy drowned my senses and befuddled my mind.

  It seemed like we were lost in that moment for an eternity, then we were coming down. Both of us panting to catch our breaths, as our heats beat explosively in our chests, slowing down by small degrees. Her sex so hot and messy, warming my now spent cock, and I regretful pulled out, then rolled to the side.