Gorgeous blonde, fair skin, mischievously beautiful face, but relatively the same perfect hourglass body below.

  “Thalia,” I said lovingly as she kissed my lips passionately, while Clio started to kiss my neck and suckle my earlobe.

  Clio’s hot little gasps were directly in my ear, as she worked my cock hard with her hips while I was kissing yet another goddess I loved, while a third I loved but hadn’t yet identified was suckling and lavishing my balls with her tongue was a whole lot of pleasure to deal with. I would’ve been able to tell if her lips were around my cock, they all had distinct cock-sucking mouths that way, but just licking my balls and suckling them I had no fucking clue.

  I pinched Clio’s nipples even harder as I rolled them, and her sharp cry of pleasure went right through me as I felt her tremble and shake above me in bliss. I grunted into Thalia’s mouth and worked Clio through it as long as I could with rhythmic grinds, but it was only a few seconds as my body arched and stiffened, pushed hard up into Clio’s milking paradise, and released the bounty of my pleasure into the goddess’s womb.

  Clio reclaimed my lips from Thalia for a soft loving kiss, then giggled as Thalia pushed her off. I got a very brief view of Erato’s bright red hair and milk chocolate brown eyes, and an exotically beautiful face down below, before the muse of comedy straddled my body and sunk down on my cock. It was a little oversensitive, but not like it would be outside of this dream that I shared with the goddesses, and I’d never go down while under a goddess’s touch.

  My Thalia sat up straight and rode me like a jackhammer, with both loving lust and laughter in her eyes as she let out little breathy gasps of blissful pleasure each time our bodies slammed together. I was hardly idle. If she wanted a hard fucking then I’d give her one, and I started to work my body to slam up into her as she dropped down impaling herself, time and time again. The slick and silken luxurious pleasure of Thalia sliding up and down my sensitive length was mind-blowing.

  The tongue had disappeared from down below, and I smiled as Erato turned my head and claimed a deep kiss. I reached up with one hand and started to squeeze Thalia’s slightly torpedoed C cups and roll her nipples, while my other hand reached under Erato and found her wet paradise.

  Erato gasped into my mouth with delight, as I started to work her sex with my fingertips and palm. One interesting side effect of the constant threesomes or more with my mates and my goddesses was I’d become very adept at pleasuring more than one woman at the same time. It wasn’t something many people would think of, but the human mind adapted, and certain things became a subconscious act. Much like painting, martial arts, or driving. It wasn’t odd at all anymore for me to be pleasuring four goddesses at once, and quite successfully I might add, with my tongue, cock, and two hands. At first that kind of thing had been impossibly hard, and I’d been inept and awkward at it, but it was what it was. But now it was natural and almost easy.

  My heart was exploding with love as Thalia came undone above me with a cry, and once she’d gone down she unmounted me with a load of her own deep inside her womb, to allow Erato a ride. I wondered where Clio had gone, at least until I felt another mouth on my balls.

  The three of them fucked my brains out for hours, and I emptied myself into all three of them more times than I could count, before they all danced and giggled with me and then another three took their place. It was strange how manageable three at a time was, when they overwhelmed me as nine often.

  It felt like a day and half later, the middle of the night, when Calliope was riding me with a lazy decadence that told me it was time for another conversation.

  “Love you, Callie.”

  Calliope grinned, “We all love you too, which brings me to the purpose I wished to speak of. We’d like you to be the father and parent of our next child. You, Elena, and the others would raise him or her.”

  My twitching cock betrayed my thoughts, not that the goddess needed such subtle or crude cues, she could read my mind after all.

  “I’d be honored.”

  She smiled, “And several other things,” she said as she giggled naughtily.

  I couldn’t help but wonder which one, and she shook her head at me.

  She said, “We share in everything. You will fill us all this night again, and the child will be brought to you in two days by one of us, but you’ll never know which of us conceived this night.”

  I thought about that for a long moment, then made an intuitive leap, though there was some logic involved in it.

  “Favoritism?”

  She giggled, and leaned down to kiss me softly and lovingly, while down below she ground me deliciously hard and rhythmically with squeezes and slides that sent euphoria flooding through my body.

  “Yes, our love, you’re wise to discern that so quickly. You wouldn’t be able to help it as you formed a deeper bond with the mother of your child. That bond will belong to all of us. And yes, we are having a child with you because of the love we share.”

  They literally did share everything, except maybe the deeper and long talks, and assignments, which seemed to be Calliope’s thing. Not that the others were shallow, they were just… flighty. It also explained why Elena never told me who her mother was. She didn’t know, because she belonged to all of them.

  There was a side of me that wanted to know of course, but then there was a good side to the mystery too. I’d be filling them all to knock them up tonight, and that was kind of hot. In fact, I was already close to filling my Calliope.

  She giggled, and then extracted that seed for her womb, quite vigorously from up above. The rest of the night was wild, and a little crazy. Okay, given most nights with my muses, crazier.

  Chapter Ten

  The most amazing thing was the sex really didn’t get old at all, even after a night of wonders I woke up with my libido fully recharged and ready for a morning fivesome reprise with my mortal mates. It was only as I picked out a loosely flowing creamy white skirt and creamy white skintight shirt above with a low neckline, and a bright red blouse to wear above it for my Maggie, along with sexy light pink lingerie to wear underneath, that I brought up my new assignment.

  “So, there’s going to be a baby in the house eight months earlier than we expected.”

  They all froze.

  I grinned, “The muses will deliver in a couple of days? Talk about a short pregnancy.”

  I knew time moved differently there, three days for seven or eight hours though, was only nine days for a full one in this world. And they would have delivered by tomorrow night, the second day they’d keep the baby was to nurse him or her for three months, and of course I’d meet him or her as a newborn tomorrow night to properly bond with my kid as the father. It was mind-blowing, but then they were goddesses.

  I suspected my Elena would be lactating early, to take over for the rest of the six months of breast feeding before solid foods, even baby food, was called for. If a year could pass in two nights, I wasn’t even going to question that miracle when it happened.

  Elena was my most staid mate, very in control of her emotions most of the time, but in that moment she squealed like a teen girl at a boy band concert and tackled me. By the time that kiss was finished, the others all recovered from their shock and had smiles too, and they all kissed me rather thoroughly. Bonnie’s excited look was very familiar to me, but she managed to resist the urge to suck me off right there in the closet and settle for a grope and rub on my cock as she kissed me senseless.

  Maggie and Elena were discussing furniture and supplies for the nursery on the way down the stairs in excited voices. It could be worse, and I decided to just let them handle it all, since they didn’t seem inclined to seek out my opinion on any of it.

  Which really, was great. One of the best things about a polyamory relationship as far as I was concerned, was that they had female mates to share shopping trips. That one was right up there with all the mind-blowing sex and love we shared, I really hated shopping. I’d still be involved of course, I’d have to put all the shit they bought together. Although, on second thought there was a good chance Maggie would just have a professional do it, like the office.

  That conversation broke off as we arrived at breakfast, pancakes, sausage, hash browns, orange juice, and of course a large mug off coffee. Nothing had changed as far as the coven, they still seemed to be split into two groups, but it wasn’t my worry. Maggie would handle it and those things took time.

  That morning Shannon sat next to me, across from Elena and Bonnie. Her left hand found my right leg and lingered there with soft caresses. It turned out my darkly exuberant midnight haired beauty was quite affectionate and a toucher, which was something I enjoyed from all my mates to one degree or another.

  Really, Bonnie had said it well the day we met Shannon. We were all cuddle-sluts. I loved having my women against me and touching them in return. Bonnie of course, was still queen cuddle-slut, but just a smidgen less intensely so than when we’d first met. In the beginning a part of that had been her insecurity, but we still touched constantly when we were in range of each other.

  One thing that did change that morning was the blushing wistful look on Valerie’s face when we exchanged greetings, but Angela’s flirty coy greeting was pretty standard for her. We all dug in and chowed down.

  Training started out a little differently that day.

  Shannon said, “There’s no point in practicing defense, since you ignore it now as the general and leave it to the souls in charge of your shield and armor once orders are given. So you can just stand with us on the side, and only summon ten souls and create blades. Your new focus should be concentrating on watching the field of battle and assigning and prioritizing targets for your troops.”

  I nodded, “There’s some truth to that, but I think the souls need the practice too. My swords can learn teamwork that way but shouldn’t the souls I summon to control the four armors and shield also practice. I mean, the souls themselves, they should gain in skill with practice I would think. I’m going to be summoning the same five for defense and ten for offence as far as the controlling soul goes. The rest of them don’t matter so much.

  “Also, attacking me while my armor is dodging will also train and help maintain Bonnie’s, Maggie’s, and Elena’s edge on their magic, and help them to come up with new synergies of teamwork. Not to mention you. Training time isn’t just about me.”

  Shannon kissed me passionately, and then stared dreamily into my eyes.

  I said, “You’re really stunningly beautiful, gorgeous. But distracting me with those gorgeous gray eyes won’t change my mind.”

  She laughed throatily, then bit her lip, “I think I’m the distracted one right now, Jack. Good points, and we should do that in the future at least three times a week, but I was worried about the attack we think is coming. The less power you use this morning the better, and with one soul per blade I was thinking you could practice the whole hour and still have over ninety five percent of your power left, which you’d gain back in forty-five minutes.

  “So, let’s go with your idea for training, which is the right thing to do. Except not today. Even ten percent power could make the difference between life and death, considering they’re going to send an army after us.”

  “You win. But not because you’re hot and your sexy voice is compromising my thought process.”

  Bonnie giggled.

  Shannon looked amused, “Is he always like this?”

  Elena cackled, “Yes. But he means every corny word.”

  I frowned, and Maggie giggled and kissed me.

  Shannon just nodded, “I suppose I’m feeling rather swept away myself right now, it’s hard to imagine we all just met less than two full days ago. Training?”

  Bonnie said hopefully, “I could distract him? Make it harder for him to concentrate, which could help his focus in the long-run.”

  Elena accused playfully, “You just want to suck his dick.”

  Bonnie nodded, completely nonplussed by the accusation or her shamelessly easy agreement, and then she pointed out, “But it would be good training too.”

  I laughed. My Bonnie really was a wicked delight. I also suspected that need stemmed from the closet conversation. Apparently, she’d been nursing her need to suck me off through breakfast.

  She added in a dreamy voice, “I could edge him the whole hour.”

  Shannon snorted, “Blades.”

  I grinned, “Yes, gorgeous,” I said in a deep warm tone that made her blush. Then I summoned ten souls and made them sword blades, then three more to give me multiple views of the battleground. I knew I’d won the argument and was right, but her minimal training idea when the enemy could attack at any moment was a good point as well. It would also allow me to just focus on what was new. I was already pretty good at it, but I knew I could be better.

  A second effect of the partial training to conserve my power was it freed up my magic wielding mates to completely focus on the enemy concealment and illusions, which they got quite creative with. It was almost too easy though, as I closed my eyes and could see the entire grounds from overhead, from the mansion’s roof, and from a treetop in the back of the estate grounds.

  Of course, with my eyes closed, I had no idea what was going to happen until I felt Bonnie’s soft lips on my neck, and her breathy needy sigh into my ear as she caressed my chest and then sunk to her knees. Blow job training, it was intense, and it did distract me, quite a bit, which I worked through to the best of my ability. If anything, it was even more of an intense distraction than what I’d be facing on the battlefield, so from that point of view my cock-sucking vivacious vixen had an actual point.

  The golden blonde minx did edge me through the entire hour, only to finish me off with one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had, with her wet finger up my ass massaging my prostate. So much so that my vision went blurry and I almost passed out. If it wasn’t for a naughtily giggling Maggie steadying me from behind while feeling up my ass cheeks, and my locked knees, I’d have fallen down from it.

  The look of pure loving satisfaction and joy in those icy blue eyes as she came against me and milked, sucked, and swallowed rhythmically in her own bliss blew my fucking mind. She really did like sucking cock, it was like a spiritual experience to her, and literally a form of worship to Aphrodite.

  Then it was time for our workout. As usual, I picked out Maggie’s workout clothes, white yoga pants and a skintight sports bra, and she looked almost disappointed when I didn’t pick out a trashy outfit.

  I told her firmly, “In case we’re attacked, no one gets to see you dressed trashy sexy but our mates. I won’t have you fighting before our enemy looking less than what you’re wearing now. Plus, elegantly sexy works for me very well, and you look exquisitely beautiful, Mags.”

  She blushed, and got a little flustered as she kissed me, then went to change. I think I’d turned her on more than usual telling her that.

  As usual, I enjoyed the eye-candy during our workout, though on the weekdays it was confined to my four sexy mates dressed in skintight and skimpy clothes, everyone else was at work. I did five miles on the treadmill, and then an upper body workout. The cardiovascular kind with low weight and high reps. My ladies liked me cut but I’d never be bulked out like a bodybuilder.

  Even in Maggie’s huge shower stall with seven spray nozzles from three different directions, our morning after workout shower was a bit stuffed with five of us in there. There was a lot of giggling, as we washed each other’s flesh and caressed each other. I managed to hand out a couple of orgasms while my ladies took care of me and each other. It was a bit crazy, but that about summed up my life recently.

  Four mates was mind-blowing, and Shannon seemed to be fitting right in. Shannon was like… a mix of Bonnie’s exuberance and Elena’s more teasing and slightly darker nature and humor.

  Shannon asked as we got out and started to dry off, “Do you ever use the hot tub?”

  I replied, “Not enough, we stick to shower fun. Besides, with Bonnie, Elena, and Maggie pregnant it wouldn’t be a good idea, bad for the babies. We can spend our private time together in there if you want, tomorrow.”

  Shannon grinned, “Good point, and yes. I’d love to.”

  “I’m sure we’ll use it more, once the pregnancies are finished and we’re only training three times a week, and no one is actively trying to kill us.”

  Once that happened, we’d have a little more time for both our jobs and work, and play. There was a large inground pool on the grounds as well. It was the shape of a teardrop, and I hadn’t been in the thing once since I moved into the mansion. Though I’d seen a few of the sexy coven members using it on the weekends.

  Bonnie and Maggie dragged off Shannon, leaving Elena and I alone. It seemed silly to bother getting dressed, so I just scooped my exotically seductive and sexy beauty and we moved over to one the couches in the main bedroom.

  She smiled warmly and kissed me, quite content to be in my arms and in my lap. She was so incredibly exotic, the beauty of her face. Long and dark wavy brown hair, smoky dark chocolate eyes, full lips, and the mixed exotic looks of Asian and Latina ancestry. Her skin fair with a lovely golden tinge, and then there was her tight and sexy perfectly proportioned hourglass body at five feet and an inch. Lovely rounded B cups, and a lusciously petite bubbled ass to die for.

  Out of bed she was teasing at times and quite independent, but in moments like these in the bedroom she was a loving kittenish woman that happily and joyfully curled up in my lap and buried her face into my neck. Her soft silky and warm skin was luxurious against mine, and her supple bubbled ass felt more than inviting in my lap.

  “I love you, Jack.”

  I replied, “Love you too, kitten. Things going well, love? It seems like forever since we talked, outside of plots, character building, and story flow for our project.”

  She giggled, “Wonderful. You know they love you, if they’re having your child.”