Chapter Ten

  The luxuriously pleasurable sensations of my goddess cumming undone around me was indescribably intense as I powered her through it with long firm strokes. It was sometime in the middle of the night, about a day and half into the seemingly endless three-day night basking in her presence. I had her arms straight over her head, fisting her wrists together and pinning them down to the soft bed. I also had her legs over my shoulders, and my goddess was bent in half as I ravished her with powerful thrusts that sent thunderous pleasure rolling through my body.

  Based on her sexy gasps, wild pants, and wide pleasure-addled eyes her pleasure was fairly thunderous as well.

  She was so stunningly beautiful, somewhere between a classical and soft beauty of face, forever eighteen with the blush of youth on her face. Light and long brown hair, and doe brown eyes giving her the illusion of innocent youth just over the cusp of womanhood. Add to that her full lips and heart shaped face, and she was adorably beautiful of face.

  Her body was on the petite side at five foot four in perfect proportion with flawlessly lovely light tanned skin was also mouthwatering. Her lovely rounded B cups, tight rounded ass, and whisper-thin waist was pure pleasure as I drove myself home into her snugly taut and hot heaven again and again.

  She also had a kink for feeling trapped beneath me, and I pinned her down as I ravished her. It was a bit wild, her being a goddess she could easily escape, but bedroom games were the one place where it was a benefit that emotions and sensations trumped logic. She loved it, the sense of feeling out of control and dominated by me, to be my submissive ease, which was rather mind-boggling in and of itself.

  “So beautiful, when you cum for me, love.”

  She cried out as her back arched, “Evan!”

  Her sweet sounds of pleasure, the delicious way her body squirmed as I pinned her down, and her slightly rolling hips and wild convulsions were mind-blowing in its eroticism. But it was how wide her eyes were with pleasure, love, trust, and joyfully wicked abandon as I pinned down her squirming body and ravished her that truly blew my mind.

  She was my goddess, I would serve her faithfully all my life, but she was also a woman who enjoyed being manhandled, trapped and held down, taken, and pleasured wildly by my mercilessly driving cock.

  I had to say I rather enjoyed it myself, her adorable hot innocence feeding that thrill as well.

  “Too good, Hestia,” I grunted deeply, shamelessly blaming her for my faltering control, as I felt my body overcome with the wild sensations on my sensitive cock, from sliding in and out of her wildly constricting and quivering heaven as her whole body trembled in ecstasy for me. She was pure heaven coming undone around my cock.

  Her eyes widened further in shocked pleasure as I surged deep within her body and stretched her even further as a staggering storm of pleasure rocked through my body and I started to fill her womb with my seed.

  The look of transcendent pleasure and wanton abandon on her face at feeling me fill her was quite heady, even as I lost myself in the thunderous waves of pleasure that rolled and rumbled through my body.

  We rode those heights of pleasure together for a short eternity, and she smiled up at me warmly and with satiation dancing in her eyes as we came down.

  Her lips were like sweet candy against mine, and her sweet loving moan delightful as I gently parted her legs. Instead of putting them down on the bed her legs went around my waist firmly, as if she needed to hold me deep inside of her and didn’t want me to escape the myriad pleasures of her hot body.

  I was more than content to leave my cock where it was, pretty much forever, given her overwhelming scent and aura making me feel perfectly comfortable and at home in her body’s embrace, or in anything else for that matter. There were no worries here, no fears about the daughter of Hades, or anything else. The house, new cars, help to setup Abigail’s business, all those worries and stresses and more simply held no meaning when I was with my goddess.

  Her presence renewed and strengthened me, made it easy to be faithful and strong.

  She caressed my cheek when I broke it, and our eyes were just inches apart. What I saw in those eyes squeezed my heart powerfully. I was her creature, and I loved her more than was sane, I think.

  “I love you, champion. That was… wonderful.”

  “You like being pinned down?” I asked, half teasingly.

  She bit her lip, “It drives me crazy, because I long to touch you, and work your cock harder with my body, but when I can’t I cum so hard I can’t see straight.”

  I started to rock my body slowly, the intense over-stimulated pleasure passed quickly and led to delicious sparks of euphoria. Each small movement felt like an eternity of pleasure of its own, as my pleasured nerves seem to fire one at a time in rolling sweet sparks that send slivers of bliss shooting through my body and electrifying my senses.

  Her eyes melted and she let out a sweet sigh of surrender as she realized I was making love to her now. After our rough coupling and emptying myself and my physical need into her all that was left was decadent pleasure for my body, and deep love and adoration for my heart and mind. A powerful devotion and worship mingling with my tremendous love her. There was also cherishment and protectiveness caught up in it as well, which was silly given she was my goddess, but it was true nonetheless. A part of my instincts that wouldn’t be denied, no matter how logically silly the idea was that I could ever protect my immortal and extremely powerful goddess.

  She seemed to like whatever she saw in my eyes, because hers were wide with wonder as she rocked her body at that same soft, gentle, and loving pace I’d set. Her sex squeezing me hard even as she ground almost painfully slowly up against my body.

  I could see the same luxurious pleasure and slow buildup happening in her eyes that I felt in my body, as she let out sweet breathy sighs, breathless moans, and loving pants.

  “I love you so much, Hestia. I feel like I might burst with it.”

  She let out a long moan as she constricted around my cock with another powerful but sensually sweet and slow grind that blew my mind.

  “I love you too, champion. You bring me more joy than you know, and I’m as much yours as you are mine.”

  Her eyes widened and she let out a blissful gasp, as her sex tightened of its own accord that time as her back arched and she came undone around my cock. Her eyes wide, filled with loving wonder, and once again I got to enjoy the incredibly beauty of her cumming for me as her face became a study in heavenly bliss. Not to mention the flush of her liquid ecstasy flooding my cock, or the way her body begged mine for its seed.

  Her trembling body awed me, and I just lost myself in it. She came for me over and over again, for what felt like hours, might have been hours, as I’d last forever at the loving and slow rocking of our bodies. The sensations of my cock sliding through that heated and wet friction so slowly blew my mind, and I never wanted it to end.

  The whole time we randomly whispered sweet nothings, declarations of love, and a deep wonder as we pleasured each other’s bodies. Each time she came for me, it was a little wilder, a little longer, and a little more powerful for her. The last explosion of bliss around me was epic in its scope, and I’d almost cum from that alone.

  It was only when she started to tremble between orgasms on the edge of overstimulation, that I slowly sped up and once more gave her my pleasure, and I filled her with the fruits of my ecstasy.

  I pulled out, and pulled her against me, my hand automatically started to caress her lower back, ass, and her long silky light brown hair as I held her against me.

  She said softly, “I have a task for you, my champion.”

  “Anything,” I breathed out, completely sated and beyond contented between the powerful release and lovemaking, added to her potent aura and scents of hearth and hearth. Not to mention the drowning love for her I felt in that moment. She was precious to me, on all levels from friendship to lovers, to worshipping her as my goddess in devoted faithfulness.

  She said, “I’d like you to raise our child, teach him or her and raise them well. I want my next child to be yours, Evan.”

  I repeated with a smile as I looked into her eyes, “Anything,” and added seriously, “I’d be honored, and I’m thrilled by the idea besides. Or I would be, if I could. I can say that for sure, because I’ve thought about it, given both my allies have babies with their goddesses.”

  She giggled, and said sweetly, “I love you. I’ll be fertile the next time we make love.”

  I teased, “Or I could hold you down, and ravish you.”

  She laughed, and asked in mock horror, “Are you suggesting you’d force yourself upon my innocent body and put me with child?”

  I patted her ass half teasingly but also with a real edge of possession to it, “You’d love that, wouldn’t you.”

  Her breathiness gave it away, not that it was real. She was my goddess, who apparently had a confinement fetish. Not being tied down, but held down, pinned, and taken. The idea I could actually force her was beyond utterly ridiculous, but just like with everything else in life emotions didn’t yield to logic, and obviously the idea of me taking her forcefully and putting her with child was really doing it for her.

  “Wicked goddess,” I teased further.

  She glared at me with absolutely no heat in her eyes, but I just manhandled her onto her knees, got behind her, and gripped her arms. She let out a breathy gasp of excitement as I pulled her arms behind her back, and then gripped both of her wrists with one hand as I gave her a firm spank, then I pushed her forward so her face hit the pillow. Her arms were held firmly, and I held them up a bit so that she had to arch her back and stick her ass up for me in a lewd and forced offering for my cock.

  Her gasp of wicked delight as I drove into her from behind while she was helpless with her arms behind her back was wild. Her next sweet gasp came at my spank, and she started to squirm a bit but that settled down when I went straight to hardcore fucking. She was more than ready for it, not just from her wicked kink to be claimed and bred by me, but also from just having sex not five minutes ago, and still being soaked from our last round’s liquid ecstasy.

  I buried myself to the hilt in one forceful thrust, and then went to town, slapping her ass every fourth or fifth thrust. My goddess just liked a light spanking during doggie style, but it was still a hell of a turn on.

  She had almost no leverage without her arms to push her body back to buck back against me, but she did manage a rather mind-blowing squeeze and grind with her sex, each time I slammed home into her body. Her sweet cries of pleasure, sharp gasps of delight, and wicked moans of bliss were hot as hell. She was really getting off on the confinement things, and I was pounding her as hard and fast as I could.

  It wasn’t a marathon pace, it was a ravishment as we both rocketed toward our orgasms, and the idea I’d be knocking up my goddess when I came was quite an additional strain on my already fraying control.

  I nailed her hard and fast, and I doubted it lasted more than ten minutes or so before she came wildly for me, and I filled her up with a powerful orgasm that rocked through my body hard.

  Her little cry of joy at feeling me empty inside of her sent a thrill through me.

  Then I was on my back, gasping in breaths as my hammering heart slowed down, and I pulled her tightly against me.

  She said firmly, “That was amazing, Champion. But don’t you dare tell anyone how hard I got off on that.”

  I laughed, “I’d never kiss and tell, my sweet goddess, even less so about you.”

  She giggled, “I know, it’s not even that odd or even rare for a kink for a woman, but if Aphrodite finds out about that kinky need in me and that you just forcefully bred me then I’ll never hear the end of it.”

  I chuckled, and she kissed my chest. I was guessing I was missing some subtext there, but I really didn’t have to fully understand it to comprehend my goddess would be mortified if her kink got out. Especially if she teased Aphrodite about being a slut that was up for anything, but there was no way to know if that was even true, so I pushed it out of my head.

  I certainly wasn’t going to ask, but I would be teasing her about it in the future, even if I would rather die than betray in her in any way, much less in such an intimate one.

  “So, two days?”

  She nodded, “Yes, and the baby will be about three months old. He or she should be nursed another three months, so let me know which of your mates would like to fill in and I’ll make it happen. Oh, and you’ll meet the newborn tomorrow night, so that he or she will be properly bonded to you as a parent.”

  “I love you,” I said a little in awe, even as I wondered which of my mates would step up and volunteer to start lactating.

  Hestia was a powerful goddess, one of the original five save the primordial, and I had no doubt she could make it happen.

  The answer to that lactating question was my overwhelmingly exuberant and servile twins, by their own desires and needs to serve of their own will outside of bed. They both wanted to be milk mothers for my child with Hestia, and they were quite excited by the idea. They must’ve had some strong maternal instincts despite their monster side, because they also wanted to be the ones to watch the baby most of the time.

  I think some of my other mates would’ve volunteered, but clearly the twins breathlessly enthusiastic response to the news and need persuaded them to just let those two handle it.

  It even made a practical sort of sense, as they could both take care of the baby and me at the same time, given they were practically the same person in two bodies. All my mates looked gushy and excited by it, even Katerina looked a bit wistful at the idea there’d already be a baby in the house tempting her to have her own.

  As I knew I would be, I was thrilled myself when I woke up back in the real world and it hit me hard that I was about to start our family as far as children. It would be a bit before we all true mated and had kids, but I knew that was coming as well. Save Katerina of course, who would true mate me by giving oaths before our goddesses like the rest, but she would also put off our first child until she’d fully settled down.

  After delivering that news first thing when we woke up, our usual morning seven-some was even more overwhelming than usual. They were all more than little bit wilder that morning, for some feminine reason I couldn’t understand but just accepted. Even my shy and most sweetly submissive mate wasn’t immune to it, as Maris rode me hard and put me away wet that morning. They all did, rocking my world from up above that morning, and extracting a load of my seed each from my body.

  Now that we had a plan that we were sure had at least a mild degree of possible success to put down our enemy for good, our sparring that Thursday morning was a bit more upbeat than yesterday’s serious training. It was still serious of course, and there were no guarantees in battle, she could still escape us or even kill one of us. But on balance there was a whole lot more confidence and less worry about the next time we faced her.

  The possibility of death was always on the table, but as long as I stayed focus and didn’t screw up, chances were that we’d end it.

  Unfortunately to our way of thinking, the enemy didn’t attack that morning. But then she wouldn’t be back up to full power before eleven that morning at a guess, and she’d likely given up on her hopes in ambush tactics.

  I suspected with me and Levi together all the time now, what she’d do next is attack Jack. It’s what I would’ve done, take out Jack who was alone without our support, before Shannon could retrieve us, and then she could come after us without worrying about Jack showing up with Shannon. It was what it was though, and who knows if she’d come to the same conclusion or not.

  As usual, we all drove into work early that morning and we got in that morning workout before my first class.

  At the moment the seven of us were working out and my mates were a hell of a view as I jogged on the treadmill. There was also more eye candy on display by the young and fit female clients that’d come in, not that I stared or let my eyes linger, but I enjoyed the glances and peripheral views quite a bit.

  My twins were gorgeous in white leotards and black yoga pants. Of course, they’d picked out their change into outfits as well, and that day they’d picked tight creamy white pencil skirts and casual dark blue blouses to wear for me, which would contrast beautifully with their wavy golden blonde hair.

  They were lissome with soft feminine dancer’s curves and toned bodies at five foot ten in height. They had sexy torpedoed B cups that were quite firm and proud, with fair lightly tanned skin and sexily large delicate pink nipples. Their waists were alluringly and gently curved, with a flat stomach, and their hips sexily rounded. Their pear-shaped asses were just meaty enough to be irresistible.

  They had the faces of runway models, with high and severe cheekbones, flawless complexions, and alluringly bowed lips. Their silky, shiny, and wavy golden blonde hair went down to the small of their backs, and they had incredibly warm hazel eyes which were often wide with excited and breathless devotion. My twins overwhelmed me.

  All my mates were amazing, and I threw around the word magnificent a lot in describing them, but they were all that in their own ways.

  The six of them all looked good, but it was twin day that day, and it’d be them I was with later on during first break. I supposed that had my mind focused on them more than the others that morning, in anticipation. Our one on one was always a threesome, since they did everything together. Something that would change very soon as the baby came into our lives. Sure, we could still have the threesomes as their alone time with me, one of the others could watch the baby during that relatively short timeframe, but between the baby and being split between the fitness center and nursery it’d be different soon.