She sighed in contentment and shared another sweet and lingering kiss with Thea.

  We just existed for a while, until my cock started to grow between her ass cheeks, and she ground back against it. I slid lower on the bed and she arched her back, and we both let out a hiss of pleasure as I slid home into that heaven.

  She let out the sexiest gasp when I gave her ass a swat.

  I started to work my cock in and out of her at an easy and unhurried pace, as she rolled her hips and ground me milking me hard each time I buried it. Her panting increased when Thea started to suckle on and tease her breasts with her mouth and hands.

  But that was nothing to how she reacted to my exploratory and testing finger as I stroked her ass crack and teased at her puckered hole. Her response floored me, and only became more pronounced as I pushed my wet middle finger into that tight ring. The whimpers of pleasure and moans of sweet pain went right to my libido, and I knew one day very soon I’d be pounding that sweet ass of hers.

  As it was, I really enjoyed the way she fucked her body back into me, impaling her pussy and ass on my cock and finger, while at the same time eagerly pushing her breasts into Thea’s face and hands.

  She came like a freight train a moment later, with loud screams of ecstasy, that was clearly partially explained by feeling the very tip of Thea’s middle finger as she stroked Faith’s clit.

  The two of us grinned at each other over her trembling and writhing body as she lost herself in the pleasure, and then continued to draw orgasm after orgasm from the beautiful and sexy Faith. I lost count somewhere around eleven, and it wasn’t until she was shaking violently between orgasms and on the edge of overstimulation that I emptied myself into her pussy for the second time and her body for the fourth time that night.

  She came really hard one more time, as she felt me empty into her body.

  We’d completely overwhelmed her with pleasure, and we moved apart a little bit allowing her to curl up and shake as shocks of after pleasure wracked her hot body.

  She had tears in her eyes when she turned to me, and claimed a warm kiss, then kissed Thea.

  I couldn’t help but pull her close, caress her softly and tease her with warm kisses. A cuddle and kiss session that was almost completely lacking any sexual energy, it was all doting affection and aftercare, after we’d overwhelmed her body. She’d only recovered from the worst of the overstimulation so fast because of her super healing.

  Her ocean blue eyes were bright as they stared into mine with awe and the start of nascent affection as I adored her with physical affection, and not a little awe in my own eyes. Which was why her next words took me by surprise.

  “I’m sorry, I’ve got to run. Tonight’s been wonderful, perfect,” her voice was warm and sweet, but there was an undercurrent of nervousness to it that I couldn’t quite identify a reason for.

  I was a little disappointed. I’d actually been hoping that she’d stay the night. I’d have walked her out, but after collecting her clothes she just waved with a smile and teleported straight home without getting dressed, probably straight to her own bedroom, or more likely, directly to her shower.

  Chapter Thirteen

  “What the hell was that? She seemed worried. Almost freaked out, given she can’t display that kind of thing. Did I do something wrong? Too fast with the cuddle-slut adoration?”

  She snickered, “No, nothing wrong. Too perfect, would be my guess. Think about it, you were generous in bed, gave her the best fucking she ever had with a man, ate her out for the first time, and probably made her cum more often in a single night than she has all year. Probably harder than she’s ever cum in her life too. You never demeaned her, nor ordered her to do anything she wasn’t eager to do already. More than that, you were in awe of the way she pleasured you, and then you doted on her like she was precious and wonderful, in a cherishing way.”

  “That’s true, a lot of that shocked and surprised her, as much as it turned her on and delighted her senses. So what are you saying exactly? I kind of knew all that already, not sure why it would make her run away.”

  She said, “You swept her off her feet, and seduced the hell out of her, with my help granted, but it was mostly you. My guess her sex life has been good in the past, but never that good. She even as much said so. So earlier in the night, she said physical pleasure and intimacy doesn’t affect that emotional threshold and commitment driven decision and boundary, to push her into giving herself to her lover or be there no matter what for a close friend.”

  I nodded, “So you think our surprising to her lovemaking pushed her close to that.”

  She nodded, “The fucking of her life primed her for it, and I suspect the sweet kisses and cuddling strokes of affection at the end of the night pushed her hard toward making that commitment. I bet she was right on the edge, feeling safe and cherished in your arms and completely disarmed, and she probably felt like if she didn’t leave in that moment that she’d give in to the powerful impulse and never leave.”

  “That’s a distinct possibility. I didn’t see it from that angle.”

  I felt a bit better. I didn’t fuck up, I seduced her and loved her too well. Not bad for the ego.

  “So, what does that mean?”

  She giggled, “It means she wasn’t ready, and it all came at her way too fast given all the surprises she had tonight with the two of us, along with the way we treated her like gold. Give her a few days to absorb it all, a lot happened tonight, and if she gives in she’ll be moving in with us. It’s not a small step. You should call her too, tomorrow, but don’t push for a date and feel her out.”

  I nodded. Given what was at stake, and the trust involved with giving me her warmth and committing to me unconditionally, all because of her powerset and nature so early on in a relationship, I was more than willing to give her all the time she needed to make a decision. If that meant not seeing her for a few days, or even a week, so be it. I’d still call her.

  She asked, “Master?”

  “Yes, love?”

  She beamed, “Think you have one more in you?”

  I laughed, “I bet you could coax it out.”

  And she did. She got me ready with her talented hot mouth, and then she made love to me. She rode me like a goddess from above and came more than a few more times around my cock, until she joyfully took in my seed.

  The whole time both sweet and naughty tidbits had fell from her lips, while I told her just how infinitely precious and wonderful that she was, how much I loved her, and that she was my sweet naughty Thea, my baby, and my love. She was truly mesmerizing.

  Then we snuggled up and got some sleep.

  A week passed before anything truly important to my story happened, though a few things are worth at least noting.

  Thea and I continued to spend a lot of time together, and we were fucking at least three times a day, usually two of those times were extended sessions while one was a quickie. I simply couldn’t get enough of her sweet naughty doting and incredibly talented hot body. We also spent almost every other moment together as well, so it wasn’t a tawdry empty thing, most of the time we spent was mind to mind. I loved her deeply by then.

  Faith, I cared about her deeply. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and I didn’t see her at all that week. We did chat on the phone. I called her every couple of days so that she’d know she was on her mind. She seemed happy to hear from me, the sticky part there is not seeing her in person meant I could hardly read her body language and layers. Even if I was bugging the shit out of her, she’d be chipper and act happy to hear from me. Which was why I didn’t pressure her for a date or ever keep her on the phone too long.

  She just had to figure out what she was doing, and if she trusted me with all of her, already. I couldn’t imagine what that was like for her, so I wasn’t going to judge her for taking some time out after the intense and deep connection we made that wonderful night. I missed her of course, she warmed me with her presence, was an amazing woman, and I cared deeply enough to want to cherish her and get to know her fully. It wasn’t about the sex at all, not really. The threesome and her obvious talents, and beauty and form were hot, but that wasn’t what I missed.

  I also checked on Kaya that week, and I consulted with her primary at the psychiatric facility. I didn’t think it’d take more than two or three months to work through it enough to walk out of the place, but the mind was a delicate thing that healed in its own time. It was just a guess. Regardless, I was confident she wouldn’t be abused or given the wrong treatment there.

  As for my major project, the news came out with it four days previous, and it spread wildly the next day. After that full week the project had been going for ten days, and the quickening rate had dropped the expected thirteen percent in that total amount of time. It was also in the news for four days by then.

  It was late that day, and I was sitting in the living room decompressing on the couch after working on several disparate projects that day. Most of which were simply for knowledge sake, and theoretical, the hope being to find new ideas and new technologies in how the universe was organized and worked together through the various quantum phases.

  Thea joined me on the couch in a sexy and cute thin silk short pink robe and shorts outfit. It was definitely sleepwear, though she slept naked with me, so it was obviously for my viewing enjoyment.

  “Hey.”

  She kissed my cheek, and snuggled in, “Things are starting to get tense. A few riots broke out in Europe, the middle east, and here. The people in the general populace are panicking.”

  I blew out a breath, “I’d been hoping people would see the reduction of energy in the core as a good thing. One that meant less chaos, and less people going titan and then going on a tear.”

  It’d just get worse and snowball over the next fifty days, nor would it simply stop when the energy extraction did. It might even get worse as people waited for the other shoe to drop, even if there wasn’t one.

  She nodded, “It’s the political and security paranoia of the pundits and governments. That’s what’s spreading the panic among citizens, and even supers that aren’t in the game and lead normal lives. Then there’s the scientist speculation. It’s all doom and gloom on the news from those three sources making the worst possible theories about it that’s driving things.”

  I nodded in agreement. Some were suggesting another alien ship had arrived to steal back the energy the first one left on accident, as a prelude to invasion or to some other nefarious purpose. Even the most generous theories said they merely wanted the energy back to keep it out of human hands. The alien angle was so popular because most of them didn’t believe any country was close enough to being able to do such a thing, and I supposed in that way it was logical.

  Of course, the paranoia in the halls of the NSA, CIA, and other paranoid government spook organizations the world over weren’t so sure. I suspected they were going crazy trying to figure out who was behind it so they could steal the technology to manipulate meta-energy.

  All of that, no doubt, so the government could try to get a handle on the super menace for once and for all. Give suppressing and controlling supers a third try, and make it work.

  That paranoia also fed into the heads of state, and tensions between countries were rising as a result. Just as they had the first time, almost culminating in World War three when we’d gotten the alien ship out of the atmosphere. The titan outbreak had led to World War three, it was just it’d been derailed by Rose.

  Point being, the last thing I wanted to do was come out as a titan and the only man on Earth that could build technology to utilize creation and meta-energy. The governments would never leave me alone. Some would try to kill me because I was an American, others would try to steal it from me, and even the U.S. government would no doubt try to take it from me.

  I’d have to go into hiding, or at least take paranoid precautions of my own. Not that all my stuff didn’t have self-destructs on it, because it did. I was a mad scientist after all. Titan or not, all my stuff was wired to explode on demand.

  Besides governments being inherently untrustworthy due to corruption, I had no doubt if the technology got out someone would fully drain the core and kill all supers. Some in ignorance, and the worst in gleeful dark purpose. Governments hated supers, save perhaps the few that were being run by them. Point being, that wasn’t something I was willing to risk.

  Even if they didn’t do that, they would build deadly weapons of meta-energy and kill any super perceived to have stepped out of line. That wasn’t something I could allow either.

  My hopes had been that there’d be some nervousness about it, but that after two months when the core settled in at its new energy state, that would calm down as the new and better status quo settled in. It was apparent to me now that it wouldn’t work, tensions were rising because of that rampant and unfounded speculation.

  I was draining the core so mass destruction of humanity via uncontrolled growth of titans didn’t happen, and other supers as well. As I said in the beginning, the numbers were pretty clear, going on long enough humanity’s extinction was all but guaranteed over time if nothing changed. It would’ve already happened, save Oracle and Rose that were keeping things together, if barely. And Oracle wouldn’t live forever.

  But that action seemed to have triggered a response that could be just as worse. World War Three would destroy billions, even if Rose had all the nukes locked down.

  “I have to let others know what’s going on.”

  Not everyone would believe of course, but I thought it would have enough impact to stop the total meltdown we seemed to be on. At the very least, it would stop all the countries from looking out in fear at their enemy countries in the paranoid belief it must be one of them.

  Thea said, “I could release the data anonymously?”

  I shook my head, “They’ll dismiss it as a hoax. Especially since we can’t share any of the underlying technologies, or even theories of the true nature of the universe.”

  Thea replied, “They’ll deny it anyway.”

  I shrugged, “Maybe, except they’ll prove I’m not perpetrating a hoax, when they send soldiers and government approved stooge heroes to take me in and question me and seize all my technology. The world will notice they can’t even get near my house, much less destroy it or seize it.”

  She giggled, “I see.”

  “We need to prepare for the fallout first.”

  She sighed, “It could make it worse. They’ll say you’re a monster and supervillain, and the world’s existence hangs on your insane whims.”

  I frowned, that could happen. I had no doubt at all that no government would trust me or be content with only me having that knowledge and power. Perhaps rightly so, but from my point of view giving anyone else this knowledge and power would be insane. Let them figure it out, in a few centuries, or better yet millennia. Preferably after I was dead, and I no longer needed the planet for myself or my loved ones.

  I sighed, “I guess I’ll just have to take it all over.”

  Thea goggled at me, then started to giggle as she saw my lips twitch.

  “Perhaps, but even that would be better. All the governments would be focused on me, instead of other countries which would build world tension. Hell, it might even get them to come together, declare world peace, or something. The whole world against me,” I said faux dreamily.

  She snorted, “Stop it.”

  I laughed, “Okay, not that, but I think it would be less harmful in the long term. And without the fear of aliens and what all those idiots are saying I think the common citizens will stop rioting. The governments will also focus on me, instead of building tension between each other. Is that naïve? I really don’t want to out myself.”

  She said, “Honestly, it depends on the press and social media. That’s who stirs up the populace to riot and feel stress, to feel threatened. The governments almost don’t matter that way in the end, unless the root cause is something they’re doing. They may just start rioting out of fear of you, instead of fear of aliens. But the only way to find out is to do it and see where the press goes with it.”

  “Right, so it may or may not stop the riots, because the press will spin it all as badly as they can for ratings not caring they’re killing people by doing so. But at the very least it will stop the doomsday clock and stop countries from wrangling with each other over it. It might be worth doing just for that reason alone.”

  She nodded, “They’ll all be focused on you.”

  She tilted her head a moment later, “Unless some idiot suggests you’re working with our soon to be new alien masters.”

  I laughed, half wondering if I shouldn’t just let it ride, but I couldn’t bear the guilt if my solution to save the world actually ended it, just because I wanted to live in relative anonymity. At least if I told them, it wouldn’t be on me anymore.

  “Prepare a dossier on me to release to the press. Nothing technical or secrets, just all the things I’ve done since quickening. It won’t calm the governments, but if the people knew who I was and what I was doing to improve the world and keep people safe, perhaps that would nip any he’s crazy media attacks in the bud.”

  She nodded, “Good idea, you’d be too humble about it.”

  I snorted, “But before we do anything, I need to up my game, at least defensively. As it is, I probably depended on anonymity too much in the past to protect myself. A surprise attack by almost any super, or a soldier with a sniper rifle while I was in public, would’ve almost assuredly killed me. I’ll build some things for that tomorrow, and we’ll come out tomorrow night.”

  She bit her lip, “True.”

  I wasn’t worried about offense, if I chose to fight instead of simply leaving then I could conjure what I needed on the spot and for the situation. But… that only worked if their surprise attack didn’t kill me before I even knew I was in a fight. Point being, I just needed to focus on defensive technology.

  “You look lovely in that, baby.”