She continued to suckle sweetly, and gently jack my base, to keep me hard and get me over the sensitive hump, without me even asking, all while I continued to eat out Meara.

  Meara came for the second time, a strong one but not a squirt, just as I got over that oversensitivity, and her ridiculously virginally tight pussy thanks to her witchcraft was still quivering madly as I crawled onto the bed and speared into her hard. Her eyes widened with shock, pain, pleasure, and the mixed euphoria it created in her, as I pounded my way inside mercilessly stretching her out painfully.

  Just the way the kinky twins liked it.

  So tight and hot around me, almost painfully tight but also amazing, the silken friction pulling on my skin so hard it sent powerful gusts of pleasure howling through my body. Too good, but I’d just nutted inside Kelsey’s mouth, so I had the stamina to handle the intensity of her pleasure so graspingly snug around me.

  Kelsey crawled around us in her sexy white lingerie, with a naughty look on her face as she put her head over her sister’s and against mine. I had the perfect view of her opening her mouth and dribbling half my load of cum out of her mouth.

  Meara moaned and clenched around me in delight, as she caught it with an open mouth, and started to swallow it down.

  “So sweet to share, Kelsey,” Meara said breathily.

  My driving cock twitched hard in her, and she moaned with wicked delight as she started to rock her hips even harder, meeting my every thrust with a subtle grind and tight squeeze.

  Kelsey giggled, “I knew you’d like that, such a nasty dirty girl, drinking a man’s cum straight from your own sister’s mouth. Depraved. You’ll love being throat fucked by the way, I know I did and you’re the nasty one.”

  Meara laughed, which turned into a convulsing delight down below, as well as a shocked breathy pant as her face started to clear from the pain of me stretching her out.

  I knew from experience that mixture of painfully being stretched out, once it faded enough for the pleasure to overshadow the pain, she’d cum like a rocket launched into space. That transition, when the pleasure finally overshadowed the pain, almost always made them squirt.

  I steadied myself with one hand as I pinched, twisted, and pulled on her nipples, then moved my hand down and started to push down and circle on the folds above her clit.

  Meara screamed, “Mark!” and then her face was a study in blissful ecstasy, and her sex pure naughty milking sensations, as I churned my cock and ground her through it, even as she soaked my balls and thighs as thoroughly as she had my face and neck.

  Despite her virginally tight paradise, I powered through two more of her orgasms, before I took my own pleasure in her depths. Then collapsed off to the side, where both of them snuggled into my sides. They both sighed in contentment, when I spanked them and then gripped their asses possessively, my fingers digging in so demandingly, while my thumb teased their silken bubbled ass with a teasingly light touch in grazing circles.

  I’d need a short breather, probably very short, before doing the same for Kelsey, while Meara got me ready for her.

  “Did you really like that, kitten?”

  Kelsey kissed my shoulder, and said warmly, “I did. I felt so helpless, being pinned against the bed by your bulk, while you pushed into me again and again. No choice, but to relax my throat and make it good for you. We’re also sorry about the crude test earlier, but… we had to know for sure.”

  Meara nodded against my shoulder, “If you’d chosen one of us over the other, today would’ve been our last tryst. We didn’t count on the hurt, caring, and love in your eyes, though. So we are sorry we did that to you.”

  I asked, “Why did you have to know?”

  Kelsey asked, “How you really felt, how you cared too much to ever choose between us? Because we’re growing to care for you too much. Especially after two weeks ago, when you came to us separately? It was intense.”

  Meara nodded, “Very. You’ve always been hot, kind, demandingly possessive yet you take care of us so well and work hard for our pleasure too. Generous in bed. But we weren’t sure how you really felt about us, or if it was just your bedroom habits and getting to fuck hot twins.”

  I chuckled, “It’s totally that too, you two are beyond sexy and mind blowing together.”

  Kelsey giggled, “True, and for us it’s also about being taken and used by a handsome and dreamy god, with an amazing cock that he really knows how to use. But… we’re falling for you, and we had to know if you loved us too.”

  I sighed, “I admire you as two amazing young witches, young woman of empathy, power, and grace. I love and care about you deeply as friends and even consider you family through Brenna. And yes, I’m coming to love you both on a romantic level as well. I didn’t plan for this.”

  Meara kissed my other shoulder, “Neither did we.”

  Kelsey said, “We decided if you couldn’t pick, to just let it ride. We’re going to college in the fall, and while marriage and kids is a thing that we want eventually, it won’t be on our radar for several years.”

  Meara nodded, “What she means is we’re not nearly done exploring our sexuality and having fun yet.”

  Kelsey blushed, “That too. But settling down at eighteen is far too early anyway, I’m not even going to look until after college. So we’re kind of letting it ride, even if it hurts in the end when we do have to part, to do our duties to the coven, our magic, and build a life and legacy.”

  Meara said, “If you want us.”

  “What about college guys?”

  Kelsey snorted, “You’re an amazing fuck, gorgeous, a god, and you love us. Why would we want to downgrade to clueless teens who couldn’t find a clit with a map and instruction manual?”

  I snickered.

  Meara nodded, “We know you wouldn’t want to share us with another man, not even in an affair, so we’ll be seducing all those young innocent gorgeous women who want to explore and experiment with their sexuality, and who want to find out just how lesbian they might be.”

  “Wait, women have twin fantasies too?”

  Kelsey giggled, “Of course we do, even the twins do, which is why we’re here. Her point being you taking care of us once a week will be more than often enough to satisfy our needs for cock. Toys and other women will tide us over.”

  I chuckled, “Okay. I’m not going to argue If I get to keep this affair going another four years. But I won’t be upset at you if you change your minds down the line.”

  Kelsey asked, “So you forgive us?”

  I smiled, “Almost as soon as you presented your sister for my pleasure, yes.”

  Meara giggled.

  I was more than ready for the second part of this tryst, and Kelsey giggled as I manhandled her and firmly pushed my head between her legs like a parched man finding water. Meara knew what to do, without me asking, and started to get my cock ready for her sister, with her hot and eager mouth…

  Epilogue

  One Year Later…

  The first arts festival seemed like a complete success. There were thousands of people around anyway, including fourteen of my lovers. Eight muses, both Lily and June were late in the third trimester, and absolutely stunning in beauty to me. Four of the six others were also knocked up, but not showing yet, and both Brenna and Caitria were there with us for that day. The other four lovers in that fourteen were the fates and fate herself, who had just come to enjoy the party.

  Being with my muses only one day of three as far as sex and having them around me constantly, was enough. Also hot, because we missed each other, and it kept our sexual tension and attraction at insane levels. Every morning started off with a group switch out and wild as hell foursome. With three groups it also meant lingerie Monday shifted a group every week, which really worked for all of us.

  The only pall on the celebration was the continued absence of Amber, and the only thing I could find out was that she was being punished, but not harmed in any way, and she’d be home eventually. Even her sexual needs were included in that, since they were suppressed in her prison. I was fairly sure they had her in Tartarus, and Gary was as out of my league as Nate was.

  Even the fates wouldn’t tell me anything about it. All I could do was wait or destroy my life and all the people I loved, and still Amber would be in prison. It was frustrating, but there wasn’t a damned thing I could do about it, powerful god or not. Part of me was convinced Nate was keeping her as his only form of subtle revenge, I wasn’t sure how backtalk no matter how nasty could deserve a whole year in prison, never mind longer.

  On the good side, I’d been assured by all four goddesses of fate, that Nate would never seek to usurp one of my goddess mates again. So at least I didn’t have that worry. Because honestly, what could I do to stop him if he did? That would’ve been a horrid and paralyzing dread to live with. That my possessiveness and protectiveness wasn’t enough to keep them safe, but I could keep them safe from other threats, and had a few times over the last year.

  Also on the good side, I hadn’t even heard Nancy’s name in a year, much less heard from her.

  Outside the family the affairs were going strong. It was like I’d assumed, with one exception. The fates were not a package threesome deal as Lily had speculated, on the contrary they were very much a solo act with no interest in any of my other lovers or even the muses joining our fun. So those four took up four days. Two of the other three days was the twins and of course the mother of my daughter Natasha, Katerina.

  The fates were also amazing in bed, from the very first time. Not just talented like all my ladies were, but they’d known my body better than I knew it myself, as if they remembered all the little things that got me going the most. They were also shamelessly wicked about showing it off. For me, they were sweet, wicked, and loved to be in my bed, but they terrified just about everyone else.

  The last lover in the affair schedule was a bit of a surprise, and the one thing that Lily had guessed right on, and I’d been wrong about. I did have a two-month affair with Allison, after Lily and June had acted out that sacrificial pussy fantasy with me and her, which was really hot because she was a total tigress in bed. But my slightly pretentious and sophisticated art dealer had the bad or good luck, depending on your point of view, of being swept off her feet by the love of her life. Thus, that hot affair had ended rather quickly as she pursued marriage and perhaps children. She was still my art dealer and friend however, and had been at the barbeque last week, along with most of my lovers and Brenna’s coven.

  It was the woman that took over for her day slot that was a surprise, and aligned to Lily’s predictions.

  Stephanie, my cute pixie blonde liaison to the FBI.

  We’d been fucking like rabbits the last eight months. She’d kicked Lassiter to the curb for some reason about halfway through my affair with Allison, and she’d been more than receptive to my pass when I made it. I also discovered she didn’t just like anal sex, she preferred it. I mean, she came for me during vaginal sex, but she came harder, longer, and more often when being pounded in the ass. She was the only one I was doing anal with, which was more than fine with me, also kind of hot. I mean, it wasn’t my kink, but it was hers, and kind of hot watching her lose it while I pounded her tight little ass.

  She had a cute face after all, and a petite sexy body. Beyond that she was a lot of fun, her flirting had gone up a notch, and her quips were at least as outrageously fun and naughty as mine when I called her, or worked with the FBI. She was also mine for as long as I didn’t screw it up. I wasn’t quite sure why, but for the moment she had no intentions of settling down.

  The truth was we loved each other, like I loved the twins and they loved me. Stephanie was an amazing woman. Compatibility wasn’t the problem on making it a deeper thing, it was the fact our lives were going in opposite directions. So… we shared the parts that we could, and enjoyed each other, the three of them.

  I suppose I could say the love part was the same with Katerina as well, but we were limited to an affair for different reasons. Her fears most of all kept us both from asking for more, and she already had what she wanted, an heir to raise and turn over her fortune too. A doting father for that daughter, and a lover that wanted nothing to do with her money. I was actually over there almost every day though, to see Natasha, while Katerina and I mostly just stuck to a wild sex marathon once a week. We snuck in another quickie or two every month, but it was always fast, quiet, and discreet with her daughter and staff in the house. During our actual fling time marathon, my goddesses and Brenna babysat.

  So my lover card was full, as they say, with the one exception of that third advisor position Lily had suggested I get to make our core family three foursomes. Well, fivesome with me, but I’m sure you get the idea. It just hadn’t come up yet, and I was more than happy so there was no rush to it.

  On the art side, I did a commission every three to four months, and I was already a nine-digit millionaire, a little over two hundred million invested and part of that donated to our foundation for nine art scholarships a year.

  And that was just me. Lily’s club was doing fantastic, and I never missed a night when she was part of the skit, she was always so hot to be plowed in her office afterwards. June’s sales had skyrocketed further, and she was also an eight-digit millionaire. Our six other muses all had their own thing going too that way. So money at least, was no object or issue.

  I won’t lie, all the sex from so many lovely ladies was amazing, but more so their love and all the other things in our day to day lives. I was an incredibly rich man that way. Keeping them sated was also only half the job, I never once didn’t enjoy laying the world at their feet, and giving them what they needed and wanted. It was… a privilege, being a master of so many lovers in the bedroom, but also wrapped around so many little fingers outside the bedroom.

  On the god side, things were going well too. I usually dropped a tip to the FBI a couple of times a week, and a tip to Nate maybe twice a month. The idea I’d reluctantly work with him had disgusted me, but it’d only taken the first vision to realize why I would. Because after watching a god rape, kill, or abuse another god, supernatural, or mortal, what choice did I have? So I did so reluctantly, for the victim’s sake, not for his.

  Never for his.

  As for allies and enemies…

  I suppose Greek myth had gotten a few things right. I mean, I’d met the new Artemis, a sexy little brunette named Gia, and I wanted to fuck her badly, but she just teased and flirted back outrageously and kept me out at arm’s length. She wouldn’t let me cross that boundary. It was kind of fun, I think my dogged pursuit thrilled her as the huntress, and she was an ally and close friend. As staunch as the fates that way.

  First tier gods… I also got along well with the new Hestia and Demeter, but I’d call them friends, not allies. Not so much with the new Hera who despised me, probably because of her mantel of family, since my family was so… creative. Nate’s brothers, I hadn’t had all that much to do with the new Hades and Poseidon, and they left me alone. I might even have Nate to thank for that last part, but I never would, thank him I mean.

  The rest of the second-tier gods I got along with just fine when we met by chance. Not Brandon obviously, but he was on ice in Tartarus another nineteen years. The third tier and lower gods avoided us second tiers like we avoided the first tiers, so it wasn’t a thing. I didn’t even see many of them, unless they did something bad enough that my seer ability kicked in.

  So that was my new life.

  The world itself had adapted to our presence, but like the other supernatural races we were far from integrated. We made most humans nervous. Despite that at least it was stable, and I supposed we owed Nate for that much at least. I just wished he wasn’t a petty dickhead as well.

  In short, my life was great, amazing even, and it would only get better on the day when Amber came home to us…

  Afterword:

  I hope you enjoyed the story. This was the final book of a trilogy. There will be a second arc coming to tie up the couple of hanging threads in this one, as well as coming full circle. So look for the series Love and Darkness to be coming soon.

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  About the Author: If you have any comments or suggestions you can send me an email at magicwrtr@gmail.com. I started out posting short stories online and at readers’ requests started to publish them. If you like my work, or even if you don’t, please consider leaving a review of this book.

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  Cirenthian Chronicles – Book one is Out of Darkness.

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  Necromancer Chronicles – Book one is The Necromancer.

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