I kind of got that. The gods were very powerful in presence and polarizing in nature.

  I stole a soft kiss, and she sighed in contentment into my mouth even as she melted her lushly ripe and inviting body against mine rather aggressively and teasingly.

  She said, “Anymore questions, before I take you upstairs and your mates ravish you?”

  I laughed, “Ravish away. You look delicious.”

  I knew part of her dressing as she was, in sexy lingerie, was for me and to seduce me, but a big part of it was also who she was. Her power a small aspect of the mantel of beauty. She always looked great.

  She slid off my lap and up to her feet, and I took her hand as we headed upstairs.

  That first night as a foursome was almost indescribably mind blowing. There was a potent and wild lust in the air, and the atmosphere was hungry and almost desperate in our need to share pleasure with each other. The ladies overwhelmed me in that first round, by focusing completely on undressing me and rocking my world with pleasure. It was wild, with three mouths, six hands, six lovely breasts, and three pussies all vying for places on my body. At one point, I had all three of them pleasuring me with their mouths and tongues, on my cock, balls, and even my ass. Tits to suck on, pussies to lick, as I drowned in the feminine delight of their bodies while they slowly and teasingly, and quite luxuriously, brought me to a fantastic finish.

  It’d been my most powerful orgasm yet, as I filled Ginny’s naughty mouth with Nicole giving me another prostate massage. I’d almost passed out from it.

  Then they teased me by sharing hot kisses for the first time in my view. I’d never seen anything sexier than when my Nicole, Ginny, and Janice shared my cum together with hot tongue kisses, as if that was their reward for pleasuring me so well and thoroughly. It wasn’t just the kisses. It was the sweet and sexy sounds they made while doing it.

  There was a measure of seductive showmanship to all of it, they’d set out to deliberate overwhelm and seduce me, even the cum swapping kisses, but I got the idea they were enjoying that part a whole lot more than they expected too.

  After that I kind of took over, and I led the charge as we triple teamed Nicole first. I’d recovered quickly, and had fucked her hard and fast, while my ladies were sucking her clit and tits, and caressing her body. Then it was Ginny’s turn to be the centerpiece, and then Janice who blew all our minds with her crudely dirty mouth as we ravished her body together.

  They all looked sexy as hell, as they came wildly and often beneath all our attentions.

  But all that was just the start, to take the edge off. To slightly cool that desperate need to fuck and suck and pleasure our partners and take the edge off of our libidos. After that, we split into two couples side by side, and we loved each other just as firmly perhaps, but far more intimately. Then two more swaps later and we were all beyond sated. I’d been with all three of them one on one, and they’d all been with each other as well, which was damned hot in my opinion.

  It was clear to me they’d planned it all out that way. They let me be in charge and dominant in our lovemaking, all three of them were submissive in different ways, but they’d subtly guided me with their feminine wiles on who I’d be with next and in what order. It worked for me.

  I don’t know how they decided the sleeping arrangements, but when we were all sated and after a long four-way cuddle session, I let Nicole coax me out of the bed and into the guest room. I spooned her gently from behind, my petite white-blonde-haired sexpot, and we fell asleep together, while Janice and Ginny spent the night in the main bedroom. I guessed the nights would rotate that way, and I was satisfied to leave that decision in their hands on scheduling that.

  My sweet and kittenish Nicole was practically vibrating with contented joy as she snuggled into me and settled down to sleep. At a guess, she was picking up from my scent just how happy I was to be there with her, and to have her in my arms. I missed Ginny and Janice of course, but it was a temporary thing, until the new bed got there. Once it arrived, I’d sleep with all of them together from then on, and they’d probably be working out who got to sleep on either side of me each night in a rotation.

  Honestly, I was thrilled that I didn’t have to worry about that kind of shit, and I could just love on them all. I was all overwhelming, and still a little surreal. After all, it’d only been a couple of days, and it was my first night with Janice and Nicole as my mates, and only my second with Ginny. Impossibly fast, yet I already knew I’d die before I gave any of them up.

  Still, there was a lot I needed to find out, and to get to know them better. We’d barely scratched the surface that way, really, but that would come with time.

  It was my third night with the goddess of love, and I couldn’t help my smile, or that my cock turned to steel almost instantly as I appeared in that place. That time in an endless meadow of flowers which surrounded us, and the night sky was clear and filled it with a silvery glow. Unlike the first two nights, my goddess wasn’t in bed laid out seductively, but was instead standing beside it. That simple change informed me not to immediately ravish her and worship her with my body, but I wasn’t sure why it was so clear to me. It was just obvious to me she wanted to talk to me first, perhaps a subtle bend in reality.

  It also wasn’t something that was bad, I wasn’t an animal after all.

  She looked divinely resplendent, quite literally, divine. Her golden blonde curls were up in a fancy hairdo that revealed the gentle curves of her neck, and her lovely petite ears. Her blue eyes which were speckled with the stars seemed to glow slightly, and the feminine sense of her presence and sexual allure was overwhelming.

  Her perfect hourglass body on the lushly ripe side was as always, in perfect proportion that spoke to my male libido and instincts in a powerful way. Her impossibly pert and mouthwateringly C cups, her thin waist, and lovely flared hips were barely covered by a red sheer nighty that barely reached her upper thighs and hid the mound and most beautiful pussy I’d ever seen in my life. It was cut low enough to bare about half of her cleavage and her arms and shoulders were bare save the spaghetti straps holding it up.

  It was a bit less translucent than the see-through blue number she’d been wearing when I’d met her the first time, but it also didn’t have lace hiding her fun places, adding a tiny sense of mystery despite how well I knew the curves and tasty supple skin beneath it. I could barely make out the finer details of her tightened nipples, and flowered open and glistening sex.

  She also had on red high heels.

  Her smile as usual was perfect, and quite inviting, loving, and seductive all at the same time.

  I felt a surge of love, need, and possessiveness rise up in me, and I felt absolutely no embarrassment at standing before her nude with my cock hard as steel. In fact, I was positive she’d be disappointed if I wasn’t hard and thinking extremely naughty thoughts in that moment.

  My mates awed me. They were the most beautiful and amazing women I’d ever met in my life. Not perfect perhaps, but their personalities worked well with mine, their sexual appetites and needs worked well with mine, and they were all incredibly beautiful and sexy in different ways. The most beautiful women I’d ever laid with and the best bed partners I’d ever had.

  But they didn’t even come close to my Aphrodite.

  “My goddess,” I said in a tone of worship and possession, which I knew thrilled her.

  She walked to me and took my hands, then led me over to the bed and sat me on the edge. Her delicious natural feminine scent enhanced by the scent of her obvious arousal was almost dizzying in effect.

  I looked up at her with loving awe, and not a little bit of worship in my mind.

  She said, “I’m proud of you, Levi. You didn’t even hesitate to save my Ginny. You’ll need to be careful though, Hera is on the warpath. You’ve bought yourselves some time with the release of your power, but at most you have a week to prepare. The next time they attack they won’t be sending their second stringer with a single monster, and those kinds of things take time to prepare as other priorities are shifted. Don’t get overconfident during the wait, she’s far from done with you.

  “She’ll want you dead as soon as possible, before your training is complete, but a single week to prepare a solid assault won’t be long enough to significantly change your level of skill. So be ready for it.”

  I nodded, “I will.”

  She caressed my face softly, her eyes warm, “You’re doing well with Nicole as well, she is worthy of that affection and protectiveness you feel toward her,” she said breathily as she slowly went to her knees, “You have no idea what you do to me, my Levi.”

  I looked down at her face in awe, as her hands slowly and sensually ran up my legs to my pelvis. The look in her eyes was of pure lust and sweet love, as her soft hands slowly claimed my cock while her lips parted sensuously, and she softly bit her lip as a breathy sigh escaped her lips.

  It would’ve made me cum, just the look on her face, if she hadn’t been preventing it with that reality twisting things she did. Fuck me, she was so sensual, loving, and at the same time pure lustful pleasure to behold, and she was beauty. Exotic, soft, innocent, sweet, and naughty beauty all at once. I was lost in those eyes, and the way her sigh made her perfect creamy and pert breasts sway gently under that red nighty. She wasn’t just beautiful, loving, and seductive… She was beauty, love, and seduction.

  I didn’t know if she was perfect. She probably had her faults, everyone did, but I truly didn’t care. She was my goddess, and at that point in my life I belonged to her utterly.

  She licked her lips seductively, and she looked up at me in wicked and loving enjoyment, as she leaned forward teased my cockhead with a light flick of her tongue, even as she let out a moan of enjoyment at my taste.

  It wasn’t just the pleasure, she was getting off on the act of getting on her knees for me, because of what it engendered in me. My mind was consumed with thoughts, needs, and in awe of her. She licked her lips again and then suckled the tip, looking up at me with faux innocent sweetness on her face but naughty enjoyment in her eyes. She looked consumed by her own lust by how much she was rocking my world in that moment.

  My whole body was suffused by pleasure as she closed her hot mouth around my cock and teased the ridge with her tongue before swirling the whole tip. Her sexy moan of enjoyment vibrated her lips and tongue against me, making it feel even better. Then she let out a muffled and dreamy sigh of bliss as she looked up into my eyes and sucked hard as she took my cock further into the paradise of her hot and wet mouth.

  I moaned deeply at the sharp sensations of my sensitive skin and the nerves endings exploding in shocks of pleasure which radiated a lush and potent euphoria throughout my body. I looked down in awe into her eyes as she took me into her tight throat with a hum of delight until her nose hit my abdomen.

  Her hands were hardly idle, teasing my balls and thighs, and lower on my taint. She rose up milking my cock hard with suction, as slowly and sensuously as she’d taken me deep into her mouth and throat. Her right hand chased her mouth, milking me even harder with her soft fingers, and when she reached the apex of my cock she once more swirled the tip. The entire time, she’d never once broken the intense eye contact that had me lost in her eyes. The blissful sensations that her loving mouth was giving me had me riding the edge of ecstasy.

  It was beyond intense. The look in her eyes and on her face told me she’d never been more content or joyful, that she lived for sucking my cock and drowning in the awe and pleasure it engendered in me. I wasn’t sure if my worship, awe, lust, or love gave her anything but pleasure, and I didn’t care.

  She made love to my cock for a what seemed an eternity, and she looked like she was enjoying it as much as I was, my reactions, my loving thoughts, the way she could make me moan for her, all seemed to drive her intense enjoyment of blowing my mind. It was powerful, and I’d never felt closer to my sexy goddess, as when I looked down into her eyes with loving awe as vulnerable heavenly bliss rocked through my body, while she sucked my potent seed from my cock and into her mouth with a delighted and wanton moan.

  My goddess was a goddess on her knees. It was a transcendental experience.

  I did wonder if I was really that special to her, or really that different for some reason, but it was the way she made me feel. In the end, did it really matter? She was my goddess, and I was her champion and completely lost in her love, and the love I held for her.

  She said softly, “You’re delicious, Levi,” but I got the idea she wasn’t talking about the taste of my liquid completion. Yet, I was fairly sure she really enjoyed that too.

  She crawled onto the bed next to me, and I took her in my arms and we gazed into one another’s eyes for a long moment. She looked content, like she could simply lie in my arms forever, but even before my libido bounced back, which was always quick in this place, I already needed to worship her with my tongue.

  I didn’t break eye contact though, as I slowly teased her body with my fingertips and crawled down her body. I left the nighty on for the moment, merely gently brushing the hem up around her waist, as I worshipped her sex with my tongue, lips, and fingertips. I wasn’t in a hurry or rush, I was content even with my cock almost painfully hard again, to lick her to ecstasy.

  It was her turn to look down at me with loving awe and lustful pleasure, as I drew the sexiest sounds in the entire universe from her full lips. The sounds of her pleasure were enthralling. Her sweet sighs as she arched her back for me, and the sensuous moans and finally the panting gasps as I lifted her to her height.

  It wasn’t just my not inconsiderable skill with my tongue and fingers, it was also my thoughts. The way I loved her, moaned in enjoyment at her taste, and the way I locked my eyes on hers in worshipful devotion. I knew she could read all of it, every single thought of her sweet taste and my love, and that turned me on beyond measure.

  Her eyes widened, as she arched her back, and her thighs tightened around my head as she ground up into my face. Her cry of pleasure was so intense that I got lost in it as I gently licked her through her orgasm, and greedily drank of her liquid pleasure.

  There were no thoughts of my future duties. When I was with her, I didn’t care, and who knew? Maybe they’d be eclectic in nature, and not a set thing at all. Time would tell, and I was content to drown in her presence, and the love and pleasure we shared.

  The next round I took her in the missionary position, with her sexy toned legs over my shoulders. I took her quite firmly, but at a pace I could maintain practically forever in this place. I also didn’t have to worry about control, I’d literally cum as soon as I’d put it in if it wasn’t for her imposing control on me. So I could focus on her pleasure, making her scream my name, and I knew I’d cum hard and long as soon as she relented, and so I did as I filled her heaven.

  Otherwise I was constantly riding the edge of ecstasy when in her presence.

  As usual, the night seemed impossibly long, like we were fucking and loving for eternity. The time in this place was endless days even as I slept hours. We didn’t just make love either. I took her doggie style, while spanking her ass with my right hand, while my left was busy fingerfucking her tight little ass. She was the goddess of love, but also the goddess of pleasure.

  She even begged me to fuck her ass that night, in a seductively titillating way of course, since she never had to beg me for anything in truth. She said her tight little ass was feeling neglected as her mouth, tits, and pussy were getting all the action. She could be as delightfully wicked and depraved, as she could be wantonly loving and sweet.

  There was another trend I noticed that third night, our breaks between rounds were getting a little longer. As I held her in my arms and simply felt joy in her presence, and I worshipped her in my mind as we whispered sweet nothings and even talked of other things. Point being, she was more than just pleasure, pleasure in love and lust I mean. She was also love and beauty separate from pleasure, and I admired her beauty and loved her in my worshipful thoughts in those moments of cuddling and mutual adoration. She seemed to enjoy that just as much as the sex.

  And she did, seem to adore me, and she didn’t mind at all how possessive my thoughts could get. She loved being my goddess. Still, she was the goddess in the relationship, I never thought for a second that I was her equal despite how delightfully submissive and adoring she could be in bed. But she did want me, and she did enjoy me. She also made me think I was special that way, closer than most, though I had no way to judge the truth of that, but at the same time jealousy wasn’t a thing.

  It’s a little difficult to explain it, being in the presence of a goddess, and my willingness to worship her without reservation. I knew that might seem odd to others in this day and age where gods had no place in society. They might judge me and think the goddess had stolen my wits and will, that I’d been seduced and bamboozled. That I was simply a fool, and she was using me for power or something.

  But that wasn’t even remotely true. I knew of course, she wasn’t any better or worse than any other god or goddess, and she had her own agenda. That didn’t change the fact I’d found my place in life. Worship my goddess all night, and to have a diverse and loving family of mates during the day. Aphrodite was also a goddess and a mantel that didn’t conflict with my morality and integrity, other gods would have me be a killer, an assassin or soldier. My goddess just wanted me to be a man that protected his family, and I didn’t imagine that would change.

  I couldn’t imagine wanting another life, and the cost and dealing with the danger and other gods and their children would be worth it.

  It’s an important part of things, and I spent so much time on it in this account of my life, because my goddess and my mates are the reason that I didn’t run the other way screaming when I’d learned the truth. The queen of the gods, demigods, and monsters wanting my death wasn’t something to take lightly, and I’d been in my new world for three days. Yet… I would persevere, fight back as I had to, and survive. There were no other options for me, it was either that or lay down and die.