Ginny said, “Sounds like fun, and you’re right, we do need a break. Carmen?”

  Carmen’s eyes widened, “Actually… I’d love to, but I’ll have to bail after dinner for an appointment of my own. Where at?”

  Ginny suggested, “How about the Mystic,” at my blank look she added, “It’s a restaurant and club, with the dance floor and bar in the other room. Swing.”

  Caroline said, “Second.”

  Janice giggled, “Third.”

  I laughed, “Alright. I just got in way over my head, didn’t I?”

  Carmen giggled, “Maybe a little, and if we eat there too then I can get in a few dances before I split. What time?”

  Ginny replied, “When’s your thing?”

  Carmen said, “Nine-thirty, an old friend is throwing a business party, and I promised to be his arm candy and help woo his business associates.”

  I was fairly sure that was code, for her being the centerpiece in a gangbang so her buddy could sign some clients. Or maybe I was just a pervert, either way I didn’t ask.

  Ginny nodded, “Seven then.”

  Carmen nodded in agreement.

  Aurora looked nervous, “Swing dancing?”

  Janice waved her hand, “It’s easy, hon. You’re so coordinated and graceful you’ll pick it up the basics in no time. All of you,” she added as she looked at Dawn and Nicole as well.

  Janice continued when they didn’t look convinced, “I’ll give you all a lesson, while Levi is safely upstairs practicing his blessing control while Ginny seduces him.”

  Ginny mock gasped, “It’s part of the training.”

  Janice snorted, “Sure it is.”

  Carmen laughed delightedly, “I think I will join your business. You’re all lovely.”

  Ginny said, “You’re always welcome to come stop by anytime too. Just because we can’t play anymore doesn’t make you any less dear to me.”

  Well fuck, my head got stuck on that visual. She’d told me once she’d only fucked four men before me, but that apparently didn’t include female bedmates, which included Janice and Carmen in the past. It really didn’t matter, the past was the past, and I had my own list of exes which wasn’t short, but it did make me curious about how many there’d been.

  Men of course I had no interest in hearing about, but I was pervert enough to be curious about the women in her past. Cause you know, it was hot.

  Carmen snickered, “I think you broke your mate with that little tidbit of our past. And thank you, I think I’ll take you up on that from time to time. It’s actually nice having friends without that being involved.”

  Janice said, “You know I feel the same way.”

  Right, Carmen had been a lover of both my mates. Of course, that was in the past and didn’t give me a free pass to explore our sexual tension.

  Carmen said teasingly, “Breathe, Levi.”

  I scratched my nose with my middle finger, which sent her into peals of laughter. Her innocently seductive laughter sounded like bells. She really was fucking adorable, seductively so, and she had a magnetic presence and clearly didn’t take herself seriously. If I’d thought she was half serious earlier, I’d give some thought to claiming her, but five mates were more than enough as it was.

  I was so in over my head it wasn’t funny, and happy being there.

  Ginny said, “You’ll have to do your blessing training right after your power training, instead of after dinner.”

  I nodded, “Got it. Oh crap, how’d I forget that. I can’t go dancing or I’ll have every woman in the place staring at me.”

  Janice shook her head, “I’ll shield you. It should keep us from needing to jump you on the dance floor too. At least, more than is natural.”

  Oh, good.

  Carmen giggled.

  We finished up lunch and I enjoyed the banter between them and even got some in myself. It was obvious they were all riding high on our success in operation Hera’s Bane, and that they were glad to reconnect with Carmen. It’d only been a week since I was in their lives, or ten days, so they must’ve drifted away from Carmen for other reasons before running into her today.

  I wondered if it was really a coincidence, or the goddess at work. Whatever the cause, we’d found a business partner and delightful family friend that day.

  The first hour of my magical training I focused on creating four conduits at once, just like the day before. It’d only been a day, so I didn’t make much progress. My best time was still around two and half seconds, and my worst a second longer than that.

  The second hour was the quick draw of electricity, make a conduit, and fire time and time again. As promised Aurora and Dawn were in the backyard with me, and Janice watched from the kitchen window as I blasted the eight setup targets time and time again. That hadn’t changed all that much at all, still a second and a half per target, and most of another second every time I needed to reload my body with electricity.

  Then of course I took a break for a snack, before I headed upstairs for another blessing practice. The blessing practice went the same as usual, I worked on pulling in the blessing while my Ginny did her yoga workout and distracted the hell out of me. That ended in the typical fashion, and I had her riding me wildly. That’s where things changed a little bit, she started to talk dirty to me, but not the way my dirty girl Janice did. There wasn’t even a lot of cursing or shocking things, it was like her, completely submissive and sweet.

  And it drove me crazy in her lovely and breathlessly warm voice.

  “So good, my love. The way you slide into me, again and again, and fill me up, stretch me out, and oh goddess, when your fat cock brushes against all of me. So deep inside me. So close to pain but nothing but delicious pleasure. Oh goddess, right there, I loved the way you do that, grind me, slam up into me, the way your fat cock surges and pulses inside me. The way it tugs my walls, despite me being so damned wet for you, as you plunge into the depths of my body.”

  Her voice got breathier and breathier, as she bounced with wanton abandon above me, her D cups shaking wildly, and her eyes filled with loving lust and sweet surrender. It was powerful, and it drove me absolutely insane and played havoc with my stamina controls. The loving and submissive words was like pouring gasoline on the fire of my libido, and it increased the pleasure of our coupling by multitudes. Her hot body. Her tight and soft passage taking me in with mind-addling sweet friction. Her honey-toned sexy gasps, and just how damned hot she looked lost in the pleasure we shared.

  “This body was made for that cock, Levi. Made to pleasure it, and it’s all yours. I love how you keep my heart safe. The way you warm my soul and cherish my thoughts and presence, but my body is for your pleasure alone, just a vessel for you to spend your lust and desire in. My tight little pussy wrapped so tightly around that fat cock, working it, squeezing it, sliding around it as I take you into my body again and again. That’s what it was made for, my love, for you to take your… oh goddess, for you take your pleasure in,” she finished so breathily I could barely hear it.

  Then she came for me like a lightning strike hitting ground, “Cum with me!” she begged.

  There was no stopping it, with or without her final gasping begging words, and the rush of pleasure that ran through me was powerful as my legs numbed and my balls boiled. I stared up at her in pleasure-addled awe, as I started to pulse the bounty of my pleasure into her body.

  Then she collapsed forward and giggled in my ear, a sensual and seductive giggle of joy in what we’d just shared.

  “Damn, baby, what got into you. That was… wow.”

  She kissed my neck, and she slipped to the side and snuggled up to me.

  “That was a blast, and I meant every word of it. I don’t think I can get nasty like Janice does, but you seemed to like it just fine.”

  “Understatement, I really enjoyed that. I don’t think the dirty shit would sound natural from your mouth at all, but sensually seductive with just a little naughtiness really worked, because it’s you, but where’d it come from?”

  Ginny ignored the question for a moment, and we shared a lovingly sweet and lingering kiss, after which she let out a content sigh.

  Ginny asked, “Remember downstairs when Carmen whispered into my ear?”

  I nodded carefully.

  Ginny giggled at my reaction, “Nothing to be wary of, love. You know her power, and she read you just like I’m sure you took a look at her with your blessing. She told me dirty talk is one of your major kinks, so I thought I’d try it out.”

  Oh… well that was true enough. I always came much faster and much harder when Janice blew my mind with her nasty mouth.

  “That’s sweet.”

  Ginny smiled, “And a lot of fun, you were wild and wonderful from below, I can’t wait to tell the others.”

  Damn, I was in trouble, but of the good kind.

  “Did she tell you anything else?”

  Ginny tried to look innocent, but she failed as she giggled naughtily and rolled out of bed to jump in the shower.

  I followed, not that she told me anything, the naughty minx. I couldn’t tell if she was just being mysteriously playful, or if she had another thing to try on me another time and didn’t want to say. But it wasn’t a total loss, as she took a load down her throat under the hot spray, and I quite enjoyed returning the favor.

  Chapter Twelve

  It was about six thirty, and I’d been dressed and ready for about a half an hour. The others were taking longer. Still, it was well worth the wait as they all came downstairs, moving with that seductive grace. Ginny’s was a floating grace, while the rest moved with the sleek grace of a hunting panther.

  My midnight haired Ginny looked devastating in a red dress, with a sweetheart neckline that conformed to her body but flared out at the skirt down to lower thigh. All their dresses had loose skirts of that length, probably for the twirling effect on the dance floor. Her hair was up, and she had diamond studs in her ears and a ruby and diamond heart shaped necklace on.

  My bright reddish-brown haired Janice looked absolutely breathtaking in a little black dress save the voluminous skirts. It was deliciously snug on her dancer’s body, and it showed off at least half of her mouthwateringly generous C cup cleavage.

  My petite white-blonde-haired Nicole looked naughtily delicious in a dark blue dress and red heels, and she had on a pearl necklace and dangling pearl earrings. My scarlet haired twins with gold and silver mixed in looked delightfully alluring, one in a delicate pink dress and the other in a light blue, both of them were showing at least half of their double D cleavage.

  They’d all gone light with the makeup, a little around the eyes and lip gloss, but they honestly didn’t need any at all. Yet it still enhanced their perfect beauty another level or so. They all looked incredible, and none of them scandalously so, but it did make me wonder how I was going to deal with all the guys trying to dance with my mates.

  Caroline and Bree looked lovely as well, the former in a dress that was black with white polka dots on top, and the bottom pleated and flowing red skirts. Bree had on a simple white skintight dress for the upper half, with darker and more subdued red skirts below with white polka dots. They almost matched, and looked fantastic together, though most of my attention were on my mates.

  “I’m going to go with stunningly breathtaking, because you all stole my breath coming down the stairs.” It wasn’t even a line, since I’d literally forgotten to breathe for a long moment.

  They all grinned at me, and Ginny said, “Thanks for this idea. I’m really excited.”

  “The first of many, I hope. Let’s go?”

  I had an absurd thought as we all piled out of the house. I actually had more mates than could fit into a single car. I mean, I’d already known that, but this felt like a date, so it felt wrong when Janice and Nicole slipped into the back of Caroline’s car. Which of course, meant I got stuck in the ridiculous bright pink Audi, and worse my Ginny was letting me drive, more insisting actually because she hated driving in high heels. I just hoped no one saw me behind the wheel and demanded my man card.

  The swing dance club and restaurant parking lot was only about three quarters full, but it was still early for many of the dancing crowd.

  Carmen was waiting for us, and she looked fucking adorable… squared. I hadn’t been wrong about her playing up that aspect of her beauty, and her dress proved it. The top of the dress was normal enough. It was sleeveless and the single cross strap went around her neck leaving her arms and shoulders bare, and it conformed to every curve down to her tiny waist in dark blue velvety material. Below that, at the hips it flared out into what looked like a flowing and multilayered silk skirt, which was riotous in color, dark blue, light blue, red, white, and peach in wild designs. In short, the dress was a bit whimsical and as adorable as the woman wearing it.

  Interestingly enough, that sexual tension was still there, even with my blessing muted by Janice’s spell.

  So there I was walking into the restaurant accompanied by eight gorgeous women that were all tens in their own way, and dressed to kill. Of course, I was only mated to five of the eight, but none of the men giving me confused and jealous looks knew that. The confused ones probably thought I’d crashed a girl’s night out or something, little did they know I was mated to five of them. Why should they come to that conclusion, since it was still a bit surreal to me and I was living it.

  We all chatted lightly. It took a few minutes for them to pull a couple of tables together. I didn’t imagine they got a lot of parties this large considering the venue, but then I could be wrong. There were girl’s nights out and swing-dance clubs maybe, so perhaps they were used to large parties and not just romantic couples.

  The food was decent, and in a poor attempt to cover up our dietary needs as monsters and demigods, we ordered several appetizers, had the normal sized main course, and then ordered desserts. It wasn’t anything to write home about, but I supposed I could’ve been getting spoiled when it came to food. Janice was truly a magician in the kitchen.

  The conversation we shared was normal of course. No powers, dangers, or any kind of that talk out in public, and I was almost relaxed. The weight and feel of the rods in my jacket pocket were a constant reminder to be vigilant.

  I asked, “Are you sure it’s working?”

  Janice was sitting next to me, and I had Dawn on the other side.

  “The spell? Yes. You should be fine the rest of the night, why?”

  Well, because a lot of the women in the place were checking me out. I decided it was a mix of curiosity with me being out with eight women, and of course the fact that Aphrodite had made me a ten myself. I was used to being a seven in public, and that night was my first foray since the change. Even without the blessing I was drawing more than my usual share of glances from the opposite sex.

  “Never mind.”

  She smiled as she looked around with an intuitive leap, “First night out in your newly improved and symmetrical body.”

  I nodded, “Something like that, yes.”

  The meal was a lot of fun, and they all looked to be enjoying themselves, so I did too. After we ate, the nine of us hit the dance floor. My worry about men in the place trying to pick up my mates never happened. They all danced with each other when they weren’t my partner, and they shot down the first few that tried to cut in, after that none of the other men were brave enough to try.

  With the exception of Carmen of course, but she wasn’t mine, and that left us as four couples constantly swapping dance partners from song to song. I even took a spin around the floor with Caroline and Bree, though not Carmen since she’d danced for a few songs and gave us all hugs before she split for that previous engagement.

  In all, it was a fun amazing night, and the dancing was pure foreplay among the eight of us. Not just with me either for my five. It was obvious all my mates were entranced by and falling for each other too, which was both a good thing and kind of hot for my male brain. We were all worked up and more than ready to break in the new bed with a six-some when we got home, and Caroline had Bree half naked and panting for it before those two even made it to the guest room.

  It felt a little surreal but really right to me, as I laid next to my five mates covered in sweat from all the wild sex, and the six of us sought sleep together for the first time in the same bed. That first night I was bracketed by Ginny on one side and Aurora on the other. It was a night I was looking forward to repeating, and it kind of set a precedent. Our personal one on one time with each other in all combinations would take place in the quiet moments, but just like our nightly bedroom play our dates would always be a six-some, sometimes with friends and sometimes not.

  The slick friction and hugging furnace-like heat of my goddess’s heaven was exquisite as I slid myself into her over and over. Our bodies rocked in perfect harmony as I both stared into those star-speckled vivid cerulean eyes filled with love, and from the bottom of my vision the way her breasts shook violently each time I buried myself home in her welcoming perfection.

  It was sometime in the middle of our eternity of nightly pleasure, and I’d already lost count of the number of times I’d taken all four of her fun places, and I had long since lost count of the number of times she’d cum undone and quivered around me. It’d felt like we’d been fucking for days, and I knew I’d never get tired of it, as I worshipped her body and being with awe in my heart, with my own body and mind.

  That next time, as she let out a keening gasp of pleasure, and her body arched and trembled below me. Her snug passage milked me extra hard, as her eyes begged me for the bounty of my pleasure. The euphoria rocked my body explosively, completely unbidden as I emptied myself into paradise.

  I slid to the side and gathered her against me, then kissed her softly as our racing hearts slowed, and her sweet kisses were an ecstasy all their own.

  “My goddess.”

  She smiled, and put her forehead against mine, our eyes so close together as our breaths mixed. Her breasts were crushed against my chest, and her leg was thrown over me and holding me as tightly to her as my arms held her tightly to me.