That was… incredibly heady, knowing just how much she was enjoying being on her knees for me.

  I pulled her up by her hair, and she released a whimper of loss from her lips at not having me in her mouth anymore, as I put her on her back, spread her legs firmly with my hands, and knelt between them. I gripped her wrists, and put them over her head, only to fist both as I let my weight fall on her body, pin her there so she was helpless.

  Then I reached down with my freed hand to line up, and I pushed into her very ready and very hot paradise for the first time. She’d cum at least fifteen times, so she was plenty wet and soaked for me, and I slid right into her messily lubed and hot sex despite how wonderfully snug she was as she stretched out tautly around me.

  She was a molten hot furnace around me, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she arched her back and pushed up, impaling herself further with a delighted and sensual gasp. As amazing as her hot talented mouth, and hot and tight ass was, nothing compared to the rippling and clenching of her soft hot silken flesh around my driving cock as I buried it into her body for the first time. She was pure luxurious and heady pleasure around my cock, her body rocking with mine, clenching, gyrating, and thrusting with a sensual haze and pleasure addled daze in her eyes.

  I was pinning her down, making her feel trapped, even using her body for my satisfaction, but we weren’t rutting. I’d fucked her face, and rutted in her ass, and now I was gently claiming her sex. Not slow, not making love, but at a firm yet casual pace I could maintain forever, while getting lost in her sexy hazel eyes.

  “So beautiful, my kitten.”

  She blushed as she smiled, then bit her lip, “Worth the wait?”

  I caressed her face with awe on my face, “More than worth it, for this wonderful affection passing between us, with the wicked lust and thrill of pinning you down and taking what’s mine. Far more intense, this way, for a first time.”

  The others were like that now too, but for their first times it’d all been the shallow thrill of a new lover, and shallow sexual tension. With Amelia it was already deeper than that, with affection and the awed admiration I held for her as a person, it really deepened the experience and made it far more intimate, and far more intense as a result.

  She beamed, “Yes, that, and also that I can surrender fully in trust to your domination of me. Goddess, so good in me. Filling me, taking me, using me, stretching me out on the edge of pain while you send pleasure dancing through my body.

  Her legs went around my waist, allowing her more leverage to rock her body a little harder, though she maintained the same perfect counterpoint to my rocking body’s pace.

  She was at my mercy, pinned and trapped, while I took my pleasure from her young and nubile body, but I was the one completely enraptured by the look of breathless surrender and intimacy in her eyes. Maybe she wouldn’t come for this, wouldn’t come unless I got rough with her, and started to spank her tits or something, but it was also clear to me she was lost in the luxuriously gentle pleasures she did feel, in the rhythm of our connected bodies, and in being mine.

  I could see in her eyes that she wouldn’t trade the intimacy of this coupling for more orgasms, partially because I’d already wrung so many potent molten explosions from her body, and partially because she wasn’t just a pain slut who needed to be abused and used to orgasm. She was also a sophisticated, complicated, and beautiful goddess, who needed intimacy, warmth, affection, and admiration to round out the experience, to feel cherished and protected, not just possessed.

  As she’d told me yesterday, it wasn’t always about orgasms for a women. She needed intimacy too, and we had that in spades at the moment.

  It was already more than an affair of our bodies, and I needed it too. The intimacy and after care, the warmth between us. And she didn’t cum for me again, but she also looked like she was having a transcendent experience when I shared my pleasure with her, came for her and took my pleasure in her sex for the first time. It was potent, amazing, and powerful, and like the others she was a total cuddle slut afterwards. Clinging to me, as I pulled her tight against my side, knowing there was nowhere else we’d rather be, and nothing we’d rather be doing, than experiencing that intimacy in our post-bliss daze.

  After that the others joined us. I claimed her tits that night too, with both Natasha and Vicki sucking her nipples and holding her breasts tightly together for me, while I plowed her C cups. Her tits were so tight, silky, hot, and so wondrously soft around my cock despite their supple firmness. Mandy also got in on it, the two of them kissing deeply part of the time, and the other part they were both licking the head of my cock when it thrust out of her cleavage.

  When I finally nutted in her face a second time, one of the ropes got on Mandy’s face, then the rest of it covered her tits again. Which Natasha and Vicki immediately licked clean, then licked their two faces clean, only to swap the cum ball back and forth while kissing the others.

  The four of them moved into two sixty nines at that point, and my goddess in charge was selfish for the first time in bed, and she was the first one to eat one of my cream-pies out of Amelia, while also being the first goddess in the family to experience Amelia’s tongue and fingertips on her sex. Which was healthy, Natasha almost always deferred to the others, being in charge, so it was good to see her eagerly depraved and a little selfish.

  Chapter Ten

  Natasha

  Sweet moans of enjoyment escaped my lips as I dug my tongue into Amelia’s hot cunt for the first time. Scooping out their combined taste with my tongue, digging for more of Gary’s cum and sucking it down. I was so turned on with lust at the act, while Amelia’s nimble tongue and firm fingers worked my pussy wonderfully. The room was full of feminine sighs, gasps, and moans, and Gary took a moment to recover and enjoy the show.

  A surge of lust riddled through my body, making my ass clench and my pussy quiver, when Gary ordered Amelia, “Kitten, get her ass ready for my cock.”

  Amelia moaned in excitement too, and then I felt her small lube covered finger get shoved into my ass, while she sucked in my folds, swirled my clit with her tongue, and moaned to send delicious vibrations through my sex.

  That was nothing to compared to how I felt, when Gary shoved his cock deep into my ass, while Amelia fingerbanged me and sucked hard on my clit. I came so hard and so often I saw stars, and I couldn’t catch my breath, but even then, I did my best to return to the favor and lick out Amelia’s sweet tasting sex while I worked Gary hard with my tight ass.

  It wasn’t just the pleasure. It was that the family was complete now. Maybe not in love and commitment, but we were finally all together in bed and moving in the same direction. There was a thrill in that for me, and not just a naughty one. It was wonderful and heady to have those desires and wants in me filled, to have a large family of diverse mates, with one deliciously commanding man at the head of it. It was what I’d always wanted, and now that I had it, my head was spinning with as much joy as it was in pleasure at having Gary pounding my ass while Amelia sucked, licked, and nibbled lightly on my sensitive folds and clit.

  It was an incredible night, our first marathon sex since Amelia joined us. The four of us kept switching partners, so we did a sixty-nine in all combinations, while Gary kept just picking holes to fuck. It was an incredible depraved night, and I lost count of all the orgasms that had riddled through my body and splintered my mind.

  It was also a bit wilder than before as well, since it didn’t take long for Vicki, Mandy, and I to notice that Amelia wasn’t coming to fingers and tongues alone no matter how good at eating pussy we all were. Things got a little hot and nasty at that point, as the three of us started to degrade and humiliate her with comments about what a dirty slut she was, and worthless for anything but pussy pleasing and cock sucking. We told her she was the family fuck toy, cum dump, depraved slut, and otherwise completely worthless with tones of derision, contempt, and scorn for how much of a vile whore she was. I even pretended reluctance as I added she might get bred by Gary if he could tolerate sticking his dick into her slutty nasty cunt, when we were ready to have kids, and she came so hard at the mixed pleasure, pain, and humiliation, that she passed out three times.

  It was awesome. Then of course, we loved on her, snuggled her, and we told her how great she really was.

  It wasn’t all sex either, there were cuddle and snuggle breaks between rounds, like the past marathon sex sessions. Time that we spent just admiring each other, snuggling, and just chatting and getting to know each other deeper.

  It was a hell of a night.

  Breakfast that morning was a stack of pancakes and scrambled eggs, with bacon and sausage. We were all starving after our all-night marathon. Besides just the energy spent we didn’t sleep at all, and our immortal bodies needed more food in the first place. The span between dinner and breakfast was almost eleven hours, with lunch halfway between.

  I suggested, “We should start having a midnight meal. Four meals a day, every six hours. We don’t sleep and that twelve-hour stretch is a bit much.”

  Gary grinned, “Good idea, baby.”

  I winked, “We’ll have to take turns making it, since I can’t make our chef work until midnight every night and expect him back before dawn.”

  Mandy said, “Of course, that sounds like fun.”

  Gary asked, “Any news on today?”

  I replied, “Dad said things were calm today, so we only need to worry about the upcoming meeting. I know it’s dangerous to part before things are settled, but hear me out for a second. I think it’d be more dangerous to show up at the meeting with Vicki, Mandy, and Amelia. They’ll make tempting targets for anyone that decides to be our enemy.”

  Mandy said, “I agree, that’s why I waited until we were home to tell you about my idea. I knew the others would show contempt at anything I might suggest.”

  Amelia nodded, “That’s fine with me, we can stay here behind the wards and lay low while you and Gary are at the meeting.”

  Vicki said, “Agreed.”

  Gary sighed, “I don’t like it, but you’re right, I’d like taking them even less. It should just be the two tier-ones that go.”

  I interjected, “That works, as long as you’re within the wards we’ll know if someone makes a move against you as soon as it happens. We’ll use your suggestions when the time seems right.”

  Gary nodded in agreement.

  We polished off breakfast at that point. We didn’t have to be there until lunchtime, so I suggested some time in the hot tub which everyone seemed to like. Life would get very busy soon enough, when Mandy and I had to go back to college next month, and perhaps Gary could finish his master’s degree in business as well. Amelia would be working on the justice council stuff, and Vicki taking care of the servants and keeping us partying. But other than our personal growth as a family there wasn’t all that much to do in what amounted to mostly spare time at the moment, until the holiday season had passed anyway.

  We needed to stay active though, was my point. If not the Jacuzzi, then heading out somewhere. I mean, I could see us easily slipping into a debauched lifestyle of non-stop sexual gratification, and while it had a certain narrow appeal it wouldn’t be a healthy lifestyle. At least, not on its own. Debauchery was good, as long as we dove into the other parts of our lives with the same passion, school or work after I’d gotten my degree, as well as taking care of each other’s minds and hearts as assiduously and eagerly as we did our bodies.

  That time, we went in naked, just undressing in the enclosed deck before getting into the hot and bubbly water. No more need to be dressed or worried, now that Amelia had joined our bed. I smiled over at them when Gary got in with Amelia tucked possessively into his side, while Mandy was already playing with my left leg beneath the water as she sat beside me. Vicki got in and sat on the other side of Gary.

  I loved watching him take care of the others, and there wasn’t anything sexual in his tight and possessive hold, it was all emotional and soulful intimacy.

  I’d reviewed the notes on the desk a hundred times. Not that I needed to, with my new body I could recall all of Mandy’s points just from the memory of the speech she’d given us a few days ago. I was reviewing all the points and ideas looking for holes or additional points or ideas to add. I mean, the idea was pretty good, but it still wasn’t a perfect government. In the end it was just an oligarchy, with six different council positions all leading one branch of the government, while we checked and balanced each other. I was looking for loopholes and probable areas of corruption that could be hidden, but it was honestly hard for me to put myself in a selfishly ambitious and power-hungry state of mind.

  I wasn’t worried about us becoming overly ambitious, grasping for power, or being corrupt. I mean, my ambition was to become a psychologist and help people on the one-on-one level. Vicki’s ambition was to throw parties, get drunk, and screw. Mandy’s ambition was to know everything, and she was about to run out of human knowledge after getting her law degree and move into pure research. Gary wanted to run our businesses and take care of us.

  The four of us didn’t even want to do this. Not really, but we were doing it anyway out of a sense of duty and because it was needed. But I supposed that could change.

  The only one that wanted to do this was Amelia, but her mantle of retribution would ensure she was fair and sought justice, not corruption or power. So she was almost guaranteed as well, despite her true interest in the job. It didn’t work that way for Nate’s mantle of justice, but Nate had other mantles to lean into, while Amelia just had the one that she couldn’t at all ignore.

  I wasn’t even sure we’d be introducing the idea in the first session, since the plan was to wait for the meeting to break down, and the three truly pursuing unilateral power over our entire race and government to come to a stuck place of distrust and silence. Where they realized there was no point in even arguing their case any longer. That was when we’d introduce our idea.

  I looked up as Gary came in, with a stern look in his eyes and purpose in his step that immediately made my knees week, my stomach flutter, my nipples tingle, and my body flush with desire as my sex heated.

  He rounded the desk, casually dropping a one-ounce gold coin on the desk as he pinned me in place with his eyes, then pulled me up and bent me over the desk.

  I was breathy, excited, and let out a sharp gasp of pained desire as he spanked me hard.

  “Sir?”

  He growled in a way that filled my head with a fog of lust, and my nipples felt so sensitive as they brushed along the desk as I arched my back and raised my ass for him. He flipped over my skirts, and he gave me another harsh swat.

  I looked back at him in a dreamy and pained bliss.

  He growled, “So wet for me, baby.”

  I said breathily, “Always for you,” then cried out, and my pussy convulsed around nothing as he gave me another sharp spank right on my skin, the loud slapping sound that reverberated through the room was almost as loud as the cry of pain that escaped my lips, and tears filled my eyes from the sting, even as I let out a delightful naughty sigh of pleasure, as the deep and hot burn radiated into my body from my burning ass cheeks.

  Then he shoved his cock in me, and he started to pound me with loud grunts of pleasure, and I worked it for him. I worked for him in a daze of ecstasy, at being his whore, my body free for his use anytime, and in any hole or between my tits. I worked my hips, grinded back into him when he pounded home, and did tight gyrating circles to stir up my hot cunt and churn his cock for him. Gods, so hot, making it better for him.

  The pleasure was rising fast, mixing the delicious heat and lingering sting that had my pussy convulsing and writhing around his cock. He just pounded me, spanked my ass, pulled my hair, and squeezed my hips digging in his fingers like he owned my ass. He did own my ass, and that was thought that sent me over as he spanked me punishingly again. The new sharp sting and waves of burning heat joining with the potent pleasure of his cock pulling on my insides, stroking into me so hard and fast, sent me over the edge.

  “Sir!” I keened, sticking my ass up high and screaming into my arm as I bit down on my own flesh, the euphoric ecstasy of convulsing around his cock, while my hot flesh milked him so hard was pure bliss. I longed to feel his release in me, for him to take his pleasure in my body.

  He grunted, and then said my name like a prayer. I felt a thrill go down my spine, as he pounded me two more times before burying it, and as I felt his cock twitch and start filling me the heady delight and the pleasure of rocking sloppily while clenching around him, to make his orgasm better, also rolled me into a second potent rise to ecstasy.

  He roared his pleasure, as I cried out and gasped out mine, still working him if incredibly sloppily, looking back over my shoulder as his piercing gaze told me he owned me, that my pussy was his to fuck and dump loads in. Also, love and pleasure, and all three things thrilled me beyond measure.

  He pulled out as we came down, and he pulled me into his lap as he sat on the desk chair. I curled up into him, then saw the gold coin shining on the desk reminding me he’d dropped it there when coming in.

  “What’s with the coin, honey?”

  I gasped, as he stuck two fingers in my messy pussy, and started to fingerfuck me. I just whimpered and put my arms around his neck, hanging on for dear life as his other hand started to pull, roll, and abuse my nipples through the dress.

  He growled in a way that almost made me cum on the spot, as I gazed into his eyes in lustful surrender, whatever he wanted me to do, I’d do.

  “You belong to me, because I claim you and take you, and I possess you and protect you outside of our sex lives. You like to call yourself the princess and the whore, but really you were just pretending. Being the princess and the slut. Because sluts don’t get paid.”