Bruce grunted, “I’m not buying into anything without thinking it through for holes, but I will consider what part of ruling I’m truly attracted to, and what parts I consider as a duty and burden only, that have to be done for the good of our pantheon.”

  Steven scowled, “Fine, I will do the same, but I still don’t agree.”

  We’d been hoping both Freda and Teresa would buy in to add a little more pressure on the other three want to be dictators, but Teresa obviously had no intention of expressing any opinions and she was only here to find out firsthand what was going on and which way the wind was blowing. Still, at least the three of us were on board, and though they’d said no for now and didn’t like the idea, the three of them all wanting to rule were at least entertaining it.

  The fact they’d all agreed to let Freda step up as the ambassador was telling, even if they didn’t realize it despite Tatiana’s point. But in this group both ambition and spite could make them take the path they truly didn’t want anyway.

  Surprisingly, Tatiana had reacted in a more positive fashion than the other two, which of course immediately made me suspicious. She’d killed Nate for a shot at ruling, and she’d sacrificed two other gods to make it happen, one of those working for her. The fact she seemed even partially inclined toward it had me worried she was up to something. Although, maybe being the one in everyone’s business while letting them do all the actual work, truly appealed to her nature.

  Tatiana said, “There’s little reason to continue further today until we’ve all had time to think through the possibility, so I suggest we meet back here tomorrow, same time. There’s also the matter of filling out all those blanks, and some thought should be given there as well so it can be intelligently discussed. If of course, we choose to reject it,” she looked at Bruce, then Steven, “I would hope you two will have more cogent arguments on who is to take up the duty to rule.”

  Bruce snorted, then stood up and teleported out as he stepped back, then Steven and Tatiana went at the same time.

  We stood up to leave but Freda held up a hand.

  Freda said neutrally, “A moment. The idea was a good one, but I didn’t appreciate being used as an example, nor in being put on the spot. Don’t do it again or have the good sense to run it by me first. I will not be used as a lever, is that understood?”

  We both nodded in agreement, then Natasha took us home.

  Natasha sighed, “Oops?”

  I laughed, “She didn’t seem too angry, just setting boundaries I’d expect. Can we even contact her?”

  Natasha nodded, “Dad gets along with her, I can get her contact info from him. They’re not sleeping together, but they get along somewhat. I met her before I turned twenty-one and got my powers, quite a bit actually, though you wouldn’t know it the way she ignores us.”

  I shrugged, “Changed circumstances, she had no reason to be wary of you until now.”

  Natasha sighed, “Everything about being a goddess can’t be a plus, I suppose.”

  I patted her ass, “There are compensations, baby.”

  She giggled, “I suppose there are at that.”

  We moved into the living room and briefed the others on what was going on. During that briefing I noticed that Vicki looked a little twitchy and needy, so decided to take care of that after our discussion.

  Natasha finished up, “So, I think we’re cautiously realistic. We got them actually thinking and considering it, but that’s a long way from agreeing. It’s not something we’re willing to try and force, so the idea of depending on true cooperation within that group is a bit of a stretch.”

  I nodded, “We should also be wary for attack. We’re still on lockdown as a group until this is settled. I wouldn’t put it past one of them to react reasonably while raging inside at us daring to give an alternate possibility, so they’ll have plausible deniability in front of the others when they come after us.”

  Natasha made a face, “Another good point. About all we can trust is it won’t be Freda or Teresa that comes for us, if anyone does. Maybe we’re just being pessimistic.”

  I kind of doubted that, but it was a possibility.

  Mandy giggled, and said excitedly, “We just need to be smarter. As to Tatiana, I agree it’s a tossup. I could see her ambition and sense of entitlement making her excited about being in all of our business with none of the responsibility or true work. I can also see her saying, doing, or acting in any way to take the throne, so it’s too soon to tell what her motivations are there.

  “Another thing to discuss is if the new Nix will be afforded an option in this new government. She’ll be here in another month, some young woman out there will wake up with the power of a goddess of darkness. If she’s anything like the last one, then we’ll have to be cautious.”

  “Damn, because it wasn’t complicated enough?”

  Mandy lunged at me, and she gave me a deliciously lingering and passionate kiss while I pulled her against me possessively.

  She sighed into my mouth as she broke the kiss, then grinned, “Had to, darkness. Umm, there’s a lot to decide on top of the basic idea. Like recruiting rules, we don’t want everyone on the council to fight over the best gods if at all avoidable. Schedules, procedures, and things like that.”

  I swatted her ass, and she danced away with a giggle and a saucy wink.

  “I think if they adopt it then it’ll go better if they fill in the details, we should only consider possible shortfalls for our part of it, and we’ll address them in council if they don’t.”

  Amelia nodded, “People always adopt things better when it’s their own idea. I’d like a common database with the one running the internal police force. So we can log in and review what gods are waiting to stand trial, and all the circumstances around it. Frequency?”

  I shrugged, “Once a week, at worst an innocently accused person would have to wait out a week before getting released. Or twice a week if you want? We’ll all be pretty focused on finishing up college and then jobs, and Vicki in running our home, but you can always call us in for an emergency situation. The database also makes sense for the other side of the job, so you can review their notes and cases and make sure no one is being abused on their side of the process.

  “The main database with all the branches stuff in it will be a bit slower on the upkeep I’d think, but you can keep your eyes on that too, if you want? I mean, there’s going to be an official watchdog, but it never hurts to have two and to watch the watchdog.”

  She smirked, “I’ll ignore the dog part, and focus on the rest.”

  I chuckled, “You know what I mean.”

  She winked, “I do.”

  Well, given Mandy’s kiss and Amelia’s salacious wink, I was guessing Vicki wasn’t the only one feeling a bit itchy after our absence, and my goddess of love was always aroused now, I’d noticed. Not so much she walked around like a hot mess, or anything less than an elegant lady in public, but enough she was ready almost constantly for me to take her. Her nipples were always tightened, and she was constantly wet for us. It was a heady thing.

  Point being, before I got off on a tangent, I needed to get on that, before it spiraled out of control. Especially Vicki, since it was tied to her mantel and she looked like a hot mess at the moment, the others were just… feeling needy and insatiable in a normal way for a woman with a strong libido and body that was always perfect. No sore muscles, no not being in the mood because of a headache or other complaint, and there just wasn’t much that could squash their libidos like a human woman had to deal with on a daily basis.

  Or at least normal when living with the goddess of love and pleasure maintaining a sensual atmosphere at home, and the goddess of salacious parties that was constant throwing out pheromones of availability. That was bound to have an effect on the other two, who were both self-admitted kinky sluts.

  It was a stern duty to keep them all sated but… ah hell, who was I kidding. I was in heaven.

  I moved over to Vicki, and she smiled salaciously as I pulled her to her feet, almost vibrating with need.

  “Be back in a bit,” I said as I grinned back and led her up the stairs.

  Vicki looked sexy as hell in a tight black skirt down to lower thigh and a creamy white blouse that was unbuttoned far enough to reveal half her considerable triple D cleavage. It also showed teasing hints of the delicate pink lace bra peeking out on the edges of her shirt. Her lush body was a pure call to sin, and the angelic beauty of her face engendered the opposite emotions to protect and cherish. So in total, she drove me crazy.

  “So what do you think about all of this? I mean we haven’t really talked specifics yet on anything. We need to open up a household account you control, as well as personal account? I mean, you won’t have an income taking care of all of us, keeping us connected and active, taking care of the kids and the staff. You can’t be stuck waiting for one of us to take you shopping, that’s not right.”

  She winked, “Maybe you could pay me for it too.”

  I chuckled, “She told you about that, did she?”

  She bit her lip and gave me a naughty giggle, “She loved it. That all sounds fine, I’d love to be your kept woman, and just arrange parties and keep the family hopping. I also know Natasha intends to hit up Brenna’s coven, see if there’s any retired witches that would be willing to join us. Preferably lesbian ones, so we don’t have to worry you’ll be poached.”

  I snickered, “That won’t be an issue, I don’t cheat, no matter how hot the witch is. But there’s a real point in that, we don’t want a witch that is still active in the coven and will constantly be pulled away from us.”

  She said, “Natasha mentioned that too.”

  “You umm, look amazing. Just curious, but why didn’t you go to the others if you were feeling itchy while I was out with Natasha?”

  She looked on the edge of desperation, and Amelia and Mandy had been home with her.

  She bit her lip, “I did, we were very intimate in the toy room while you were gone. It does in a pinch, but I really need a cock in me to be fully satisfied. It helped, but it was also like the pre-show and got me worked up for the main event, so to speak. Well, that or Natasha’s power of pleasure works too, almost too well actually.”

  Oh.

  I caressed her face, down her neck, and teased her cleavage with my fingertips as I looked into her eyes. Pinning her with that dark lustful look as I enjoyed pulling the heat of her body against mine.

  “You are so beautiful, naughty angel.”

  She giggled, and said breathily, “You’re not so bad yourself. Cum-supply.”

  Not exactly romantic, but the look in her eyes truly was, she was seeing me, not just a cock to satisfy her cum fetish and to take her hard. If that made sense. Her face was full of naked and hot lust, as she was a hot mess, but also the beginnings of true affection and warm anticipation.

  I kissed her deeply, and she aggressively conformed her body to mine, grinding her titanic tits against my chest and her flat stomach against my hardening cock, which took her arching her back quite a bit to accomplish, given the size of her assets.

  She sighed into my mouth as I squeezed and gripped her ass cheeks through her skirt, and she whimpered into my mouth as I ground against her and deepened the kiss with aggressive tongue. Her own hands were in my hair, and around at the back of my neck, and her vivid blue eyes were smoldering with need as the kiss broke.

  “I’m going to fuck you so hard,” I growled, “I know what you need.”

  I pulled her to the bed and pushed her back onto it, darkness billowing as it covered her body and when it faded she was naked save her sexy pink panty and bra set. I was also completely naked, and she licked her lips and stared at my hard cock longingly. I got in the bed and grabbed her legs, and flipped her over onto her stomach, only to give her a punishing swat on the ass.

  Her howl was full of pain, but not for long as she let out a breathy and dirty sigh of pleasure and slowly relaxed under my soft teasing fingers, and when she was least expecting it, I gave her another punishing swat on the other ass cheek.

  “Fuck, yes you do,” she said breathily, “Spank my ass. I’m such a dirty and depraved girl, your slutty and naughty angel, your…” she trailed off in another loud cry of pain as I slapped her already reddened ass cheek, and then a hiss of naughty delight and wild panting escaped her lips as her body started to squirm and writhe below me.

  “You are a such a naughty cum-slut, aren’t you?” I asked in stern awe.

  Vicki panted, then howled at another punishing slap to her other cheek, “Yes, I love cum. I love the taste, how it feels heating my skin, and filling my body. I need it badly.”

  I spanked her one more time, and I felt a sense of awe as I watched her cum explosively, a potent squirt spraying the bed and beyond as I cupped her mound and started to work it in a push down circle grind to stimulate her clit and folds, to make her orgasm better.

  Then as she came down I flipped her over, pinned her legs over my shoulders, and leaned down into them practically bending her in half as I slammed my cock home. Or the first couple of inches anyway. She was so deliciously tight, clenching and rippling around me, sending paroxysms of pleasure into my body as I practically glared down at her in accusation and awe.

  “Depraved angel,” I accused, as I pounded the rest of my cock into her welcoming soft paradise, so tight around me, gripping my skin and milking me hard, her hot flesh writhing around my cock and sending potent waves of bliss into my body.

  She bit her lip, “I am. So naughty for you, Gary.”

  My cock twitched inside of her, and I started to pound her.

  “Tell me the truth, Vicki,” I demanded, “You meant that before, didn’t you? The idea thrills you, doesn’t it?”

  “Yes, it turns me on so much. It makes me feel warm, safe, and taken care of, and so very wicked and naughty. So very owned and used, so very hot and depraved. Wanton, degenerate, and so very defiled. Being defiled by you is so wonderful. So slutty, yes, pound my slutty cunt. So good, you pounding into me, always using me so deliciously. God, the look in your eyes alone could make me cum for you.”

  I growled, “Tell me. Tell me what you want. Tell me.”

  My shameless and wild angel blushed at what I was making her do, what I wanted her to spell out and say out loud. What we’d both been referencing without acknowledging it out loud, her seemingly throw away comment from earlier.

  She panted, rolling her lips powerfully to meet my every thrust, impaling herself up into me as her tremendous tits bounced riotously and swayed violently in the bottom of my vision. So very hot.

  “To be your kept woman, to be paid to suck and fuck you, to be your cum-slut and wanton angel who takes care of our home. Who sets up parties, drinks, sucks your cock and pleases you above all things, even as I become the owned family fuck toy. To be owned by you, bought and paid for, fuck, yes, yes, yes, oh god Yes!”

  She splintered apart underneath me, her sex writhing around my driving cock, milking, clenching and rippling along my whole length. Her hot lush body sucking me in hard, desperately working for my cum as I pounded her through that orgasm.

  She said breathily, “To be your angel whore. That’s what I want, what I need, along with being filled up and covered in your cum.”

  Damn, my ladies were far kinkier than I’d given them credit for, and far more wild and wicked. It was all coming out now, after we all started to feel a little comfortable, like it just might work out after all, and we’d all started to feel true affection and a deep intimate trust in each other.

  First Amelia’s true fetish of being dominated and feeling pain to be able to cum at all, then Mandy’s confession of being a true slut, and Natasha becoming my wanton whore in the bedroom in truth. Now this, my angel wanted her whole life to belong to mine. Not just the bedroom, but all of it. To be a kept woman at my beck and call at all times. Not just my cum dump for her cum fetish, not just someone that needed to be dominated in the bedroom, but an amazing goddess who wanted me to control every aspect of her life as I took care of her and paid her a… an allowance or stipend.

  It was mind blowing, and in a way these four goddesses were probably perfect for me, the only ones that would fit my needs and desires. I was darkness, not all sweetness and light even if I thought I was nice enough in general. Although I respected and admired them there was a dark lust in me, that I could finally express in full measure, with all of them.

  I growled, “Going to fill you, naughty angel.”

  She begged me for it, while sucking a nipple into her mouth and letting out a naughty as hell moan, all while clenching, squeezing, grinding, and thrusting her body up into me despite having her legs pinned down over her.

  “Yes, that’s what I need, cum heating my middle.”

  I grunted, then roared her name as the tsunami of building ecstasy broke inside my body, and released a storm of pleasure that overwhelmed my senses, flooded my body, and drenched my mind with the euphoric bliss of emptying my nut sacks into her sensual paradise.

  She made it so good for me, milking me with her body as she went over again herself, her third time for this afternoon quickie to put the fire out. I kind of wanted to claim all her holes, and cover her face and tits with cum, but that’d have to wait until our nightly marathon.

  I kissed her warmly, then said, “When we get back downstairs, I want you to lick out Mandy while I take care of Amelia.”

  Her eyes widened, “I will.”

  I grinned, “We’ll discuss your pay later, I’ll try to have it set up by tonight, including your household account and budget.”

  She bit her lip, “You’re serious.”

  I nodded, “You’re my woman, in every way, is that clear? You may continue to dress yourself in your current styles, but I might pick the outfit on occasion.”