“My champion. I have news for you, not from Hera yet, but on that other issue we discussed a few days ago? The monsters.”

  Oh, right, the training and domination ideas I’d had, that didn’t include whipping them. It entailed giving the strongest monster at the top of the hierarchy orders to keep the others in submission regularly and with orders to never escape. That way if the demigod’s orders started to fade and they didn’t conquer them often enough, there’d be no escaping monsters and it could be dealt with easily at the time.

  Besides there being no more need to cruelly whip them to extend their submission time between conquering them, there’d also be fewer monsters getting free and running around wild killing humans. They’d just have to conquer the head monster once a week or so, and then all the rest whenever they took them out, it’d be far less of a constant chore and far more humane.

  “Oh, what’d they say?”

  She rubbed noses with me cutely, “As I suspected, Hades, Hera, and Ares weren’t interested, that former never even got back to me. They enjoy cruelty. But, your father, Athena, Poseidon, and a few more minor gods have agreed to try it in one stable. If it works well and better after a few months of trial, they’ll make the changes across the board. So, a good thing.”

  I nodded. Not perfect, but a whole lot better than nothing, and the world wasn’t perfect.

  “Thank you for that.”

  She grinned, “I’m feeling very thoroughly thanked right now, and before we get to more of that thanking, I have someone I want you to meet.”

  Oh? That was a first. It’d always just been us in the privacy of this endless field of flowers, and my eyes tracked hers as she turned. Our coming visitor was lovely with flowing black hair down around her knees and blowing in the gentle breeze as she approached, with a lithe body, and she had a bright smile on her face. It wasn’t until she was got closer that I saw the baby cradled in her arms, and the baby was suckling on her breasts. Distances seemed a little… indeterminate in this place.

  She said, “Meet one of my attendants. Thalia, who is the goddess of good cheer. And of course, she’s carrying our daughter, Mila.”

  My brain short circuited at that point, but I recovered quickly and smiled widely. She was an eternal goddess and not human, did I really expect her to carry a child in her womb for nine months? A part of me had, but I should’ve known better, and of course this place and with her power she could fit an eternity of moments into a single one on Earth.

  Thalia held out my demigoddess daughter, and I was filled with awe as I carefully reached out and took her into my arms the first time. She was precious, beautiful, and the powerful surge in my chest and need to protect her took me by surprise. Far more powerful than I’d ever felt before even with my beloved mates, and of course flavored quite differently.

  “Mila?”

  Thalia smiled, “It means love.”

  I smiled wider, “Of course it does. She’s perfect, my goddess.”

  She had warm hazel eyes and light brown hair that was a match for my own, but her facial features took after the goddess, under the chubby cheeks of course. She was smiling back at me, and waving her arms, she must’ve been somewhere around two months.

  The goddess said, “I wanted her to recognize you as her father. The bond has been made, so let Thalia have her back to complete the last month of her infancy care. She’ll be three months in the morning, and in your guest room.”

  I frowned in worry at that last, which made Aphrodite tilt her head in question.

  “I umm, didn’t realize it’d only take thirty-six hours, I actually haven’t told my mates about last night yet.”

  Aphrodite giggled, “I’ll let my daughter know now, I’m sure they’ll be understanding. There will be enough supplies to take care of her until you get to the store. I was going to tell her anyway tonight, I’m sure she’ll be thrilled to take over nursing duties. Mila should be breastfed another three months before moving to baby food and weaning her.”

  I reluctantly handed my miraculous daughter back to Thalia, “It was nice to meet you.”

  Thalia laughed cheerfully, and she winked before turning and walking off. She faded away and disappeared after six strides.

  Whatever I’d done there, it had pleased Aphrodite greatly, because she pushed me onto my back and after taking me inside her she started to ride me with abandon. The kind of wild fucking she gave me when she was pleased or rewarding me, and those instances were the only times that she took control instead of submitting to my lead. There could be no mistake, she was very pleased with me in that moment, and I was completely lost in her erotically wanton display.

  There was a look of transcendent love and deep needy lust in her eyes. The term rode hard and put away wet comes to mind. She was almost insanely aggressive, and it was clearly about pleasuring me with everything she was, though she was obviously enjoying it as well.

  I was so stunned by it that it was at least twenty seconds in before I started to rock my body and spear up into her harmoniously. The pleasure was intense and had me racing for the edge, and when I went over it was a luxurious and powerful finish as her heavenly body milked me hard for everything I could give.

  Then her lips were on mine, and her soft dreamy sigh of loving contentment filled me with a deep loving feeling of cherishment as I cradled her in my arms, and I teased her back and lovely golden blonde curls with my fingertips.

  I don’t think I’d ever felt closer to the goddess or more in love than in that moment. Not because of the way she’d taken me to bliss either, though that was part of it. It was the miracle we’d created together that had deepened my awe, love, and the intimacy between us as well.

  “You’re welcome?”

  She giggled, “I don’t think I’ll tell you what that was for. It might change your outlook and ruin it.”

  I kind of got that, if I acted in a certain way because it was spontaneous from my heart, and she pointed out that part of me that got her in the heart, I might be tempted to repeat it for the wrong reason. Even if I didn’t, the next time I did something like it then doubt would be inserted into the action.

  “That works for me,” I murmured, “So how did Ginny take it?”

  She replied, “Very well. She’s excited and happy for both of us, and she’s thrilled by the idea of being Mila’s milk mother, but I suspect she plans to tease and poke at you about keeping it to yourself.”

  I nodded, “I deserve it.”

  I didn’t even question the idea my Ginny would be lactating in the morning, no doubt in my mind the goddess could make it happen with a fertility blessing of sorts. Similar to the blessing of love, but of another aspect of her nature.

  She smiled, “Maybe, but you thought you had more time. Mila will also be a magic sensitive, like Janice. That part was thanks to you, so have your Janice teach her when the time comes, while you and Ginny handle the love power part.”

  “I will.”

  She nipped my lip, and then squeaked in delight as I rolled us over, and continued to worship my goddess throughout the rest of the night…

  The morning quickie forgotten, the six of us were stuffed inside the smaller guest room and watching my lovely Ginny breastfeed my daughter. They were all smiles, and I supposed the same could’ve been said about me, but I noticed my twins were completely entranced with awe on their faces. A reaction I wouldn’t have guessed at.

  It was a complication to be sure, given the danger we were in, but it was what it was, and I didn’t begrudge the presence of my daughter at all even in that part of my life. I was also determined to keep her safe at any costs, and I already knew she’d be amazing when she grew up. We’d have to teach her and instill our values, because I had the feeling the power of love could be abused far more heavily than beauty or pleasure.

  Sure, a one-night stand could be regretted, if a daughter or son of pleasure used their allure in immoral ways. But my Mila could literally become a heartbreaker and destroy lives, families, or force two people together in a relationship that would make them miserable. I wasn’t exactly worried about that happening. My daughter was a miracle, but it was the weight of responsibility of the concept, that it was up to us to ensure she was raised with integrity and that her power wasn’t an amusement or a toy.

  In short, I was a new and worried dad, I couldn’t afford to fuck it up.

  “Dawn, Aurora, you two will be their nannies of sorts, and protect her fiercely when the rest of us are called away. At least one of you, if not both.”

  They all looked at me as those two jumped in my arms and covered me with kisses. It was a surprise to be sure, but clearly my twin monsters had extremely strong mothering instincts. They looked over the moon happy about it.

  I shrugged at the others, “We’ll all be raising my daughter of course, but I wanted to make it clear that for those two protecting her takes precedence over the rest of us. They’ll also be the ones staying behind, at least one of them, to take care of her while we’re dealing with trouble.”

  That seemed to mollify them.

  Ginny had also been looking at me in amazement, I mean more than usual and almost to the point of being a bit creepy, like Stepford wife creepy. She was always submissively sweet and obviously in love with me, unless I pushed one of her buttons of course, but this was like I was the only thing that mattered in her life, which was wrong. So far that teasing I’d expected hadn’t materialized either.

  “What?” I finally asked a little self-consciously.

  Ginny blushed, “Did she tell you how rare a son or daughter of love is? I don’t think there are any right now or have been for over a century.”

  I gaped at her, and shallow or not I came to the realization in that moment that I might not be totally unique, just rare in my loving relationship with the goddess, but I also in that moment suspected I was the only one in that moment that lived. That the others like me were in the past and had passed on. That also made me wonder why the goddess had hidden it, was she afraid I’d become arrogant in the knowledge of our deeper relationship and ruin it?

  Fat chance, I felt humbled by it, even if there was an instinctual pleasure in the idea that part of her was truly mine and mine alone… at least in that moment and for a time.

  “So, that’s why you’re looking at me like that?”

  Ginny shook her head, “The cause, not because of Mila. I’m also thrilled for mom. She didn’t tell me you were a true love match and I suspect that means more to her than you could ever comprehend.”

  Right, so my mate was amazed and happy that I was deeply in love with her mom. For anyone but the gods and demigods that would be rather messed up and dysfunctional, but for me it was just Tuesday. After all, Ginny was both my daughter’s stepmom and sister, not just her milk mother.

  I changed the subject, and asked curiously, “How does it feel?” and with my gaze lowering to my daughter sucking her teat, there was no question what I’d meant.

  Ginny said, “Indescribable. Peaceful, and intimate. I love this little girl already.”

  Janice sighed, “I’ll get started on breakfast.”

  She looked reluctant to leave, and Nicole even more so as she followed Janice out the door.

  Needless to say, that day I didn’t think my daughter ever touched her crib, the bed, or anything else but womanly arms the whole day, though I couldn’t prove that. Just like usual, after breakfast I gave my little girl a kiss on the forehead and went to spar and learn from Janice and Nicole, even as my other mates doted over Mila. Even Bree and Caroline were getting in on that action.

  Outside of our morning quickie being abandoned at the cry of my daughter waking us all that morning, my mates very much took care of me that day same as usual, since their own libidos were still quite strong and insatiable as well. With five mates, it would be easy to find moments to connect, with the others taking up the slack the inevitable interruptions for other couples just didn’t happen, which would make it easier to maintain our intimacies.

  It’d also prevent us all from being overwhelmed as new parents. Most brand new parents couldn’t afford to take baby breaks after all, but with two demigoddess and three monsters all breathlessly entranced by my little girl it was almost easy and a whole lot less pressure that way.

  Of course, I also couldn’t help but sneak a peek of my own, and to play for a few minutes with Mila during my rest breaks. She was a good-natured baby, very alert with bright and warm hazel eyes, and her little hands had a hell of a grip on my fingers. The training was intense as usual, and although I put everything into it that day it was probably the first day a part of me truly begrudged the need. I wanted to spend time with my daughter and mates, but of course the driving protective need to be my best to protect my family was even further amplified by Mila’s presence.

  I wouldn’t fail her.

  Chapter Thirteen

  It was close to lunch on that same day, and I’d just got done with my shower to sluice off all the sweat from Janice kicking my ass, though she insists it’s training. Caroline, Bree, and Ginny had stepped out about an hour ago to go baby shopping. The goddess had delivered a beautiful crib and a diaper bag loaded with stuff along with my daughter, but we needed car seats, and diaper and wipe stock, and all that stuff. They’d also be picking up some baby proofing things for the house. We had about three more months before she became a crawling menace, but it just made sense to get it done.

  That left Janice and Nicole cooking lunch in the kitchen, and the twins watching the baby. One of the twins came in the bedroom while I was getting dressed, and it took me a split second to identify her as Dawn. There was a bright need in her eyes in that moment, and it had been a couple of days since we’d gotten a quickie in, though she was well taken care of at night and in the morning.

  Like Aurora, she was sumptuously sexy of body, mouthwatering heart shaped double Ds, a flat stomach and delightfully sharp hourglass waist, with a tight and supple heart shaped ass. The same severely beautiful face that made her look like a catwalk model, with high and prominent cheekbones and full lips. Her voice was musical and alluring, and she was my steadier one. She was always vibrant and playfully teasing of nature, unlike Aurora who changed her emotions often.

  Except of course, when her monster instincts kicked in, and she was all deadly intent and protective wrath.

  She had on a cute matching skirt and halter top, both red and looked to be made of very soft cotton material, which showed off some of that flat stomach. The bottom of the shirt hung like a curtain or like a waterfall after running over her vast breasts. It was in short, a very casual and sexy outfit.

  “Dawn,” I said with a smile.

  She bit her lip, “Master,” and stepped into me for a brief but passionate kiss, I’d all but forgotten about being half dressed, at least before she took me in hand down below, “I need you,” she added in a sultry playful voice, while backing me up to the bed.

  The shirt I’d just put on came off quickly, and right before I fell backwards onto the bed, while Dawn playfully and aggressively crawled right on top of me. She let out a sweet gasp of pleasure and need, as she ground her wet sex against me. Which was right around the time I came to the conclusion she had no panties on under that sexy and short red skirt.

  She sighed as I put my hands on her bare waist, and then teased them up toward her breasts and brushed the bottoms, while her fingers dug into my chest, her eyes bright with lustful need but also a teasing pleasure as she ground along my cock again. Her pussy lips snugly hugged the bottom of my shaft, and it left a dirty trail of her liquid anticipation behind.

  That’s when I bucked my body and sent her tumbling off to the side, and I quickly spanked her ass hard. It made her gasp in pain that turned into a whimper of dirty pleasure, but it also made her whole-body freeze for a moment. Long enough for me to grab her hips, manhandle her onto her hands and knees, and drive my cock into her sexy body from behind.

  She cried out, “Master!”

  “You are so sexy,” I accused, and then slapped her ass even harder as I started to work my cock the rest of the way inside of her.

  She was hardly idle, as she panted and rocked her body, while rolling her hips and lifting her ass high for me as she buried her face in a pillow and bit down.

  “Harder,” she demanded breathily but also in a playfully challenging tone she knew would drive me to fuck her into submission, as if her tone told me she doubted that I was equal to the task of properly spanking her and driving my cock home.

  I knew it was a playful deception. One designed specifically to make me lose control and fuck her wildly, but that did little to dull its effectiveness on my ego, pride, and need to violently pleasure her. I spanked her mercilessly, though that made it even harder to drive my cock in fully since her pussy kept convulsing around me like a vise of euphoric bliss. The sensation of it was intense, just how snug she squeezed me, but thanks to the threesome I’d just had before my shower with Janice and Nicole, my stamina and dick control was at its best.

  It was perhaps the tenth spank and fifteenth stroke when our bodies finally became flush. It was also the moment of her first potent orgasm as her sex quivered around me and her ass trembled against my pelvis. Her sweet keening sound of pleasure went straight to my libido, and I was quite determined to fuck her insensible. I started stroking in and out of her luxurious sex right then.

  Her liquid pleasure eased the way greatly, and by the fifth thrust or so into her quivering heaven my cock slid easily and delightfully into her tight heat. Like my Aurora, her sex was hot, hotter than the others, and so incredibly soft and welcoming. The luxurious sensations of my cock sliding into her over and over was mind blowing, and I tried my best to focus past that.

  She was cumming uncontrollably around me, as I drove into her heedlessly, and I loved the way she was wildly but quite sloppily bucking back into me because she had zero muscle control. As she came down, I spanked her ass really hard with my right hand, and I leaned forward and spanked the side of her riotously bouncing and swaying left tit.