Lianne wiggled, “You don’t feel like a softy.”

  “Entirely your fault, baby.”

  She giggled, “Are you saying I’m irresistible?”

  “To me, utterly so. You’re the total package, not just a hot piece.”

  She bit her lip sexily, her eyes warm, “I knew that about you, sir. But it’s always nice to hear it.”

  Her kiss was sweeter than candy, and her eyes were playful as she got out of my lap and started to clear the table. She was obviously wanting to be taken, so was going to try to resist her urges to jump me until it drove me crazy, and I jumped her that day. Which was a really fun game for both of us.

  I got up and started to help clearing the table, while Misty went over to the sink and started to scrape and rinse the dishes before putting them in the cabinets, where the cleaning spells would take care of the rest.

  “Anything on the agenda today?”

  I nodded, “Council meeting at two this afternoon. Gary and Nadia called it, an investigation into the possibility of me overreaching. They suspect I have a spy ring of my own. I honestly don’t know how this will go, my hidden power being revealed I mean.”

  Lianne giggled, “You mean outside of scaring the shit out of them?”

  I grinned, “Yes. They’ll be paranoid that I use it for more than government and business, or to check for plotting. Their every secret and moment of life laid bare to me. That’s going to be as bad or worse than how I felt about Misty that first week. At least I trusted Misty not to betray my interests from the start, which helped a lot in coming to terms with it. Especially since I did give that list to Natasha, which was rather personal. Fortunately, she won’t be telling anyone about that. Gary would definitely go off the rails, if he knew he had three gods as real competition.”

  Misty winked over her shoulder and then cocked her hip.

  I tilted my head, “You know?”

  Lianne nodded, “I told you not to tell me, but being by your side all the time it was kind of obvious after a while. Some kind of partial omniscience, but I don’t know how it works. It also doesn’t bother me, I know you didn’t use it to know all of me. You got to know me the hard way, and completely swept me off my feet doing it. Plus, it makes me feel safe, how deeply and crazily you love and need me, sir. Despite how crazy I am.”

  “Because. The word is because how crazy you are, not despite. You still awe me, Lianne. Every day, your strength of heart is only equaled by your beauty.”

  She blushed, “Anything this morning?”

  “Just catching up on the stock after the last three days, and lunch with the family. It should only take a few hours, they’re not producing to our throughput capacity of a million a day.”

  She nodded.

  She froze as I walked by and swatted her ass, then I pulled her against me and buried my face in her warm and golden tinged light brown hair. She wiggled back against me, and then tilted her head to give me better access as I kissed the side of her neck and nipped her earlobe. Her breathiness and wildly sensual response to my every touch drove me crazy, not to mention the way she was pushing her tight sexy pear-shaped ass against my cock. She looked stunning in a mauve skirt and blazer, with a subdued pink blouse and three-inch black high heels.

  I’d never been harder with her tight supple ass grinding back into me, but I wasn’t nearly done working up our usual sexual tension to dizzying levels, the day had just gotten started. It’d just make it better when I did give into the need of her, and claimed her, for her as well as she wantonly lost herself in it. Nothing got her hotter than me claiming her and loving her with so much authority.

  We quickly finished cleaning up and then teleported to Mexico City to take our delivery.

  It wasn’t difficult, since it was a fairly simple system thanks to all the prep work and setup. I teleported several pallets directly to the computer build room, and we’d just wait for the computers to load and run diagnostics, then teleport them to the deliver company warehouse we were using. Misty would send them the shipping date and corresponding customer name and address. Then we’d do it all again.

  Of course, nothing would actually ship until the release date.

  Regardless, I held her close and teased her body with my hands as we chatted during those short wait times, it was a lot of fun working her up, and of course I was completely smitten and lost in her as well. Her every movement and look of desire raising my own need as we both flirted outrageously with body language and touch, while chatting as if we were doing no such thing.

  She was so utterly sexy and breathtakingly beautiful. She was also my guardian and around me the most of all my mates because of it. We spent a lot of time together, and her warm manic energy, the way she looked at me, and her exotic beauty and hot body never got old. If anything, I needed her more that day than any time I had before. She awed me.

  It was the fourth go through that I broke, after sending the processors on to the warehouse, instead of teleporting back to the manufacturing facility I pushed her up against the wall and stared down into her eyes, my hand caressing her face softly, but my body pinning her and my other hand squeezing her tight ass possessively.

  She was so breathless, eyes wide with need, desire, and love, as she looked up into my eyes and I looked down into hers with piercing lust and loving awe. It hung there for just a moment, and that’s the moment I claimed her sweet full lips. Her little whimper of aching need and hot return kiss was surrendering, but incredibly aggressive at the same time as her hands caressed my neck and entwined with my hair as I plundered her sweet mouth with my tongue.

  The hot need that had built up between us exploded into heated action. We kissed wildly, and her wanton moan and the way she wriggled her body against mine had me twitching against her stomach hard in anticipation as I teleported us to the bed and pushed her into it.

  I pulled her by her legs so that her ass hung off the bed slightly, and pushed her skirt up around her waist, and in the same movement as my hands moved back down I stripped her sexy black lingerie panties off and straight up, as she raised those femininely sculpted legs straight up for me.

  She said breathily, “I love when you look at me like that. I feel precious and utterly irresistible, sexy and adored. Liam,” she breathed my name at the last in a desperate needy tone for my cock, her eyes begging me to take her.

  Which was totally the plan as I stared deeply into her eyes, held her legs against my body so they were straight up, and then lined up and pushed into her fat meaty folds on her deliciously large and sexy mound. What had come before was the foreplay, and we were already worked up to a fever pitch, so she was more than wet enough already to take me easily. The first inch or so, anyway. I started to rock, my precum mixing with her liquid anticipation to ease the way, as I stretched her out and filled her up with insistent hard strokes of my fat cock. So hot and wild around me, as I buried myself into her a little further with each stroke, not once looking away from her expressive doe brown eyes.

  I leaned forward slightly, bending her legs back just a bit as I reached around them with my arms, and then tore her blouse open, the buttons flying everywhere as her perfectly pert and round luscious B cups were revealed. It had a latch in the front, which I squeezed and twisted, freeing her sexy breasts which started to bounce and jiggle firmly as I finally and fully buried myself in her sex. Her dark pink nipples were so tight for me already, as I thumbed them and squeezed the flesh around them with authority, making her pussy convulse and writhe around my length.

  She didn’t have all that much leverage, but her squirms, arching back, subtle gyrations, and the way she constricted around me and wiggled slightly was more than enough to send potent waves of pleasure into my body, as well as her own. Her eyes begging me to pound her, to fill her already gravid body with the bounty of our pleasure.

  “So sexy, baby.”

  I twisted her nipples gently enough that it turned into a roll, while I kneaded the sides with my other fingertips, and I still hadn’t looked away from her intense eyes. There was so much intense energy between us, my manic exotic goddess so wild for me and impaled on my cock. So hot around me, so silky and snug, so wet for me, her eyes wanton and needy. It was all I could to wait for her to adjust to me, I needed her badly.

  My love for her in that moment was as potent and all-consuming as the potent lust we’d engendered in each other throughout the day. I couldn’t get enough of my sexy and crazy goddess.

  She said breathily, “It’s all for you, sir,” then squeezed and ground against me as well as she could, which was all the signal I needed.

  I started to drill her hot body hard and fast, pinning her down with both my weight and my eyes. There was a lot of lust in the act, but not a selfish one, I wanted to watch her cum for me, loved to see my goddess of energy and force come undone for me, her exotically beautiful face twisted in pleasure. My pleasure, my height, the potent waves of blissful sensations rolling through my body were inevitable and hardly mattered to me. It felt amazing, not going to lie, but most of my focus and need was in giving her pleasure while claiming her as mine. In love and lust, but never selfishly so.

  In return, my exotic goddess gave me everything, not in submissive surrender, but in a wild desperation and manic sensual energy. So beautiful and sexy, so incredibly wild and wanton, and she was looking up at me as if she’d found her purpose in life, along with the manic lust, deep love, and a quickly building wild pleasure as she shared it all in her gaze.

  In short, it was a loving rut, and she was mine and I was most assuredly hers. But it was still a rut, and I wasn’t going to last long at the harsh and fast pounding I was giving her, while she worked me back just as hard.

  I continued to play with her perfect B cups and sexy nipples, her ankles flanking my head, while we lost ourselves in the joint pleasure and kept our gazes locked. The rise to ecstasy wasn’t going to take long, I doubted I’d last more than a few minutes, but I knew I’d last more than long enough to make her cum for me.

  She got a playfully wicked look in her eyes, then begged me sultrily and breathily, “Don’t you dare cum, sir. Not yet, not yet, don’t cum in my hot needy pussy. Not yet, I’m so close, don’t cum!” each short phrase accompanied by panting gasps and wild squeezes of her writhing sex that milked me hard.

  Damn, evil woman. Obvious reverse psychology, but me knowing that didn’t make it any less effective. It had my balls boiling immediately. Her pleasure glazed eyes laughed at me in victory and joy as she felt my cock expand and throb inside of her tight paradise.

  She cried out, “Liam!”

  I grunted, “Baby!” and pounded myself home twice more before the avalanche of pleasure completely wrecked my control, and I started to empty myself inside of her in surging waves of ecstasy.

  She followed me right over, my orgasm and filling her being the final trigger that pushed her over the edge. It was so intense, watching her splinter apart under me as her mind was addled and her face turned into a study of pleasure. Her sex writhing wildly and greedily milking my sperm.

  She started to giggle as she came down, her eyes warm and joyous at our physical union, and perhaps a little teasing.

  “Baby, you drive me crazy.”

  She winked.

  I pulled out and pushed her farther up the bed, before jumping in next to her and pulling her against my side and claiming a warm and sensual lingering kiss.

  She let out a content sigh as she snuggled in and wrapped her legs around mine, pressing into my side as her head went on my chest. Her delicate fingers started to trace the muscles of my chest, which felt amazing in the aftermath of bliss, a lot of endorphins knocking around my head. Her body was so warm, silky soft and supple, against mine. It was a luxurious sensation, cuddling with her in our post daze.

  I accused playfully, “You cheated.”

  She giggled joyfully, “Yes, sir.”

  I claimed her lips, and teasingly stroked the side of her breast, and then moaned into her mouth as she took me in hand and worked me gently toward recovery.

  “Your happy with things?”

  She giggled, “Oh, yes sir. I love being your guardian, slash eye candy, slash arm candy, slash crazy exotic Asian hottie, sir. I feel very fulfilled, and I can’t wait to add mother of your child to that list.”

  I snickered, “Good to know, because I need you.”

  She smiled, “I still have my own thing too. When you spend time, private time, with the others in our family it leaves me plenty of time to look after my investments. I love making you the center of my world, but there are other things in my orbit still, despite dedicating most of my time to you. I am more than content. Did you doubt it?”

  I shook my head, “Not really, but guys can be clueless about relationship stressors, so it makes sense to ask on occasion.”

  She giggled, “Yes, sir,” and kissed my cheek.

  “You’re giggly today.”

  She winked, “I know, shocking at my age, but I can’t help it. I’m… all yours, and wallowing in it.”

  I was more than rock hard by then, with her soft hand caressing and lightly twisting my cock. I wasn’t all that surprised when she slid on top of me, lined me up, and let out a hiss of pleasure as she took me back into her hot body.

  “Wallow away.”

  She giggled, “Is that an order, sir?” she asked breathily, while slowly and lovingly churning my cock with a sensual and slow gyration of her lower body as she stared lovingly into my eyes. She was so beautiful, and she looked transcendently loving as she started to make love to me and ride me like the goddess she was from above.

  “I love you, Lianne,” quite taken by the look in her eyes, lost in it, as I started to grind her lovingly from below. The pleasure decadent, and our gaze besotted, our mixed scents tenderly loving and sweet. Fuck, she was almost too much to bear in that moment, the love between us had me dizzy and lost. Her absolute surrender and trust in that love mind boggling, despite me feeling just as lost in her.

  Lianne said breathily, “Love you too, Liam.”

  She added a shallow and slow rise and fall to her decadent gyrations and gentle gliding grinds, as she loved me intensely with her body, eyes, expression, and scent. She was as lost as I was, and the rest of the world faded away. All that existed in that moment was our love which was potently expressed in our bodies slow and languid movements.

  Every slight movement was an eternity of pleasure in its own. Intensely vulnerable didn’t even come close to covering it. It went on for quite a while, her sweet breathy pants and wide eyes as her body was riddled with orgasm after orgasm was mesmerizing, each one more intense and longer than the last.

  We made love for what seemed like hours, but was probably only forty minutes or so, and I lost count of the number of times she’d come for me, but towards the end she was wide eyed, trembling, and completely sheened by sweat at the rising frequency and strength of her releases.

  So much so I gave her my own pleasure in return before she crashed.

  Then I just held her for quite a while before we got back to work. A few spells had us cleaned, her ripped clothes repaired and perfect, as well as our appearances.

  Chapter Twelve

  I was admittedly nervous as the two in the afternoon approached. Zeus had been wrong about a lot of things when it came to his rule, but I honestly didn’t think hiding his partial omniscience was one of them. I looked back at all that had happened though, and I don’t think I could’ve done it any differently.

  Zeus had Apollo and Nike working for him, which had covered the uses of his secret power well enough. Nate had Mark and Aria to do the same thing. No one would wonder how he knew anything, with those two gods working for him. Which was a pure cover, misdirection.

  I’d had no such avenue. Even if I’d been willing to forcibly recruit Aria, which I wasn’t, that would be overreaching in my new government. I ruled, but all my responsibilities were delegated for checks and balances.

  Mark and Aria did work for me technically, but Mark reported to Nadia or Mandy depending on the vision’s contents, and Aria reported directly to the justice trio. So they would know all the knowledge being passed on by those two sources, and I’d displayed knowledge far beyond that. In short, I literally couldn’t hide my power through misdirection, like they had. Only an ultimate ruler could, our new better modern government prevented me.

  I also hadn’t been willing to sacrifice Mark and his goddesses, or let Gary and his mates attack me, or wage a messier war with the Norse gods out of a need for secrecy. But I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen. The council didn’t really trust me, Natasha might but she’d follow Gary’s lead anyway, so it didn’t mean anything.

  Nadia would wig out, when she realized I’d read all of her plans and plotting since she’d joined the council. She would disbelieve the idea I’d just taken it with a grain of salt, because experience told me she’d do it.

  They’d all think I’d invaded their privacy, and knew everything about them, which just wasn’t true. But facts didn’t matter, perception and fear did.

  I just didn’t see things going well at all, and I wasn’t sure I could accept that power in one of the others. At the same time, it was a critical power to keep a step ahead of the other pantheons and to keep our people safe. It always had been. But that same power that protected us from outsiders, would tear us apart on the inside.

  I should’ve done a better job of hiding it, but I didn’t see how I could’ve, not even in hindsight. Not without sacrificing lives, which would be contemptible.

  This was also Gary’s last plan. At least the third and last option he’d worked up. He wanted me dead and gone, but he would settle for putting me in Tartarus for a couple of years, for overreaching and misconduct. He was sure I was guilty of overreaching in some way, that I had to be, the true reason for my knowledge wasn’t even on his radar as a possibility.