Holy crap. I wasn’t angry, but I was a bit shocked. All is fair in love and war, and deception was a major component in any confrontation. I could hardly be angry for them concealing their greatest strength. I was just very grateful to Hali, she’d saved my life both with the two orgasms and her advice. There’s no way I’d have tit slapped her in my panic, without Hali’s firm reminder that monsters liked pain and spankings.

  I kissed them both softly, “You belong to me now, that’s all that matters, and of course you fought my challenge as hard as you could,” I caressed both their asses, “Let’s get back to the party. Hali wants to meet you, and your old host will be happy to see you in a home where you’ll be cherished and cared for.”

  Lynn and Zarya said breathily in sweet stereo, “Yes, master,” and it was so hot my cock twitched despite being thoroughly sated.

  I said, “Wait, one more thing, you never did answer the second part of my first question.”

  Lynn and Zarya started at each other, then looked at me, Lynn said, “I don’t know, but don’t worry about it. We will tell you who we are, but it truly doesn’t matter. Only you know, master,” Zarya finished, “The truth of our connection. We are truly one, to address one of us is to address both. We won’t be offended if you ask which is which.”

  Lynn added, “We’ll also make sure we get equal time pleasuring you, master, and we’ll always do it together, if you consent,” Zarya reiterated, “We do everything together, master.”

  Yup, they were going to kill me, and it was also the reason they did their hair the same, and that they wore the same clothes. Because even their moods and thoughts were as one.

  “Fair enough, maybe I’ll just come up with a couple of interchangeable pet names you can share, maybe it’s silly but I don’t want to mistakenly call you the wrong name. That might take a few days though, I need to get to know you better to find one that fits.”

  Lynn smiled, “Your respect and possessive protectiveness could never be silly, master.”

  Zarya had that same smile, “We’ll make sure to tell you when we’ve been apart, and you lost track of it.”

  I laughed, “Good enough. Or if you want just come up with a subtle hand signal of some kind, and let me know what it is.”

  It’d take time of course, to truly fall for them, but I was more than willing to put in the work required. More than that, I was excited about building a warm home for them, and the idea of cherishing and possessing them. Love would surely follow with our compatibility. I already felt a shallow affection for them, and of course an extremely shallow excitement about the twin thing. They were precious of course, and much more than that, but damn if they weren’t also that. And why not, they were like one person, twins of not just hot and lissome dancer’s body and a stunningly severe beauty of face, but of mind and emotions. That was… hot as hell.

  I wasn’t perfect, but they were more than that to me already, but I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t a shallow thrill when they each hung on an arm, and we walked back out into the party.

  The rest of the party was a good time, and I spent a little time with all the members of Levi’s family, even as I was surrounded by my Hali, Zarya, and Lynn the whole time.

  We also did what I told them we would when we got home. We’d had a hearty and late lunch at Levi’s, so we ended up having a light dinner and the four of us chatted and got to know each other a little better. The next day, that Sunday, I planned to get them a full wardrobe as well as a cell phone, so we’d all be ready to go on Monday morning.

  Regardless, that first night was all about building a closer connection. The twins were submissively sweet and wildly exuberant in their actions and animated faces. They were also breathlessly and proactive in taking care of me, up to the point that I had one of them in my lap feeding me at one point, while the other one was massaging my neck.

  They were in a word overwhelmingly submissive in an aggressive manner, more so than I’d first guessed based on what I’d felt from the blessing and what Levi had shared about what his blessing told him. It was a crazy night, quite fun, and our first foursome in bed was even crazier…

  Chapter Thirteen

  The warmth and crackle of the fire filled the room. I smiled in contentment as I felt my muscles relax and I melted against the chair beneath me. Hestia’s warm aura washed over me, and I felt like I was truly home. A warm weight settled into my lap with a sigh and my arms went around sweet soft flesh as I opened my eyes. The goddess at five foot four fit perfectly on my lap as she curled up on me sideways and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek and then laid her head on my chest. Her body a perfect hourglass, just on the petite end because of that height, but no less alluring than my lusher mates.

  She was so beautiful, her face adorably so with a soft classical beauty on a heart shaped face. Adorably hot really, as her soft supple body warmed me further, and the level of contentment skyrocketed. Her aura was even more potent up close, and she was a hell of a snuggle as her hand teased my shoulder. If her aura was more powerful, then the scent of her while snuggling into my chest was beyond overwhelming, if I could be overwhelmed in this place.

  I noted almost absently there was no real drive or tension to take it further, but my body did react. Nor was there any self-consciousness to that purely physical reaction, and the goddess didn’t seem to mind at all that my cock was digging into her softly supple yet tightly rounded ass. There was a contentedness at that low-level reaction and the low humming pleasure of her hand caressing my upper chest and shoulder.

  “This is very nice.”

  She chuckled warmly, “Yes, it is. You did well this morning, so thank you for that.”

  “This is a very nice reward.”

  She giggled, “You think this is a reward? I’m just pleased with you, and I wanted to show it. Not just from this morning either, I’ve enjoyed our time together getting to know each other.”

  “I have too. The effort has been more than worth it. I mean the effort with the blessing, spending time with you is no effort at all.”

  It was at that point that I realized this wasn’t true serenity. The contentment was very real, but if I’d truly had no drive here in her aura then I’d have never asked her a question, never felt any curiosity, and I’d surely not have my cock digging into the amazingly and stunningly beautiful goddess’s perfect ass.

  It was damned close to perfect serenity though, on a level that was impossible for humans to normally achieve, and I wasn’t sure what would be the best word to describe it. Clearly, the goddess’s aura twisted reality itself, for me to be able to experience this perfect moment. Overwhelming sort of fit, but I was anything but overwhelmed. Over-contended maybe, I needed a new word to describe it. I had no real needs or discomforts, but obviously there was some desire in the mix, or like I said I’d have never spoken or felt a need to engage with my goddess in conversation.

  It’d taken a base and purely physical reaction to show me that. I truly felt no sexual tension in that moment, or a selfish impetus to bring my body’s reaction to its natural conclusion. It was like my instincts were quiescent. It’d taken that to make me search for a better explanation of her aura if only for myself. At the same time, I was far too contented to really fuss myself over it, no doubt I’d think about a lot longer and harder when I was back in the waking world. A better understanding of the overwhelming contentedness of the goddess of home and hearth.

  If there was no desire of any kind, or curiosity, surely I wouldn’t be softly caressing the goddess’s back through her thin soft cotton light blue dress. I also noted her light honey brown hair was softer than I’d imagined.

  She’d also mentioned that first night that she had to suppress her aura for most of her champions that she fell in love with and chose to sleep with. Obviously, given my body’s reaction to her seating choice, sex was very much a possibility with her aura active, though I’d have denied that possibility before now. Of course, I didn’t take that as any kind of permission, I was content, and more than fine with just holding her that night as we talked. It would be impossible to be anything else, there was no driving need for more.

  Still, I’d think long and hard about that the next day as well when I remembered the sensations of her soft feminine flesh in my arms with my libido fully intact. I’d wonder how awesome the pleasure of that moment would be during coitus if there was no mental impetus to drive us to completion. It would come slowly, and naturally for the body, while my mind was sunk in a mind-boggling mix of contented bliss and euphoric pleasures, the whole time not driving my body forward with mental fodder and desire for that end.

  She asked, “Fill me in on it, all I know is they’re gone, and weren’t killed. Cathy didn’t see and couldn’t tell me how it happened, and I can’t see violence in your mind.”

  I figured something like that, her mind could read mine and even see my actions back in the real world when it came to home and hearth, and how I used my blessing and so forth. But if she could read me in entirety there’d be no need for her to get to know me at all.

  “Hera’s children were convinced with words…” I gave her a detailed report of what was said and done.

  She said, “You did the right thing, and you’re right, if they seek vengeance from justice, then you shouldn’t show mercy again.”

  It was a hell of a night, as we chatted. She never moved from her perch on my lap, and on the other side of things I’d never been hard for three days straight before, never mind without any eventual discomfort stemming from that fact. We just continued to get to know each other, and she seemed to really enjoy my company. As for me, I was in heaven with her on my lap, if you’ll excuse the pun.

  Sunday morning started off with sparring and training. Not training for me, we sparred to keep my edge, Hali and I, but then Hali and I started to train Zarya and Lynn. They were already quite a deadly pair from working together so closely with one mind, but they’d still fought recklessly like any other monster. Now that they were mated, and a little more settled, they could be taught a safer way of fighting, more subtlety and to be even more effective. Still fierce and deadly, but less insanely bloodthirsty so they could focus better on defense as well.

  The Blessing of course told me what they needed. It was a little amusing to note I could sum it up in a simple sentence. The blessing gave me the desire to be touching my Hali, while in the twins’ cases it gave me the desire to be touched by them. That really, was the difference in their submission across all levels of life. My Hali needed my attention and firm hand, they needed my acceptance of service and a firm hand only in bed.

  Which was a good thing, that meant their exuberant service and touching would never become cloying or overwhelmingly clingy from my point of view. The blessing would see to it that I always enjoyed giving them what they needed to feel at home and cherished, and I’d always enjoy feeling their hands on me.

  As for my blessing, I decided to suppress it an hour a day when I was relatively alone, just with my mates. To train my mind to do it subconsciously so it wasn’t such an effort. I’d continue to leave it out in public, which was ass backwards, but also good intensive training. Once I’d mastered it, it would reverse. I’d only leave it out for it’s true purpose, at work and at home to make my clients and guests feel welcome, and I’d be fighting off those temptations to serve and be the ease of people when inappropriate, but easily accepting the flow of mass information without focus. Anywhere else, shopping, visiting friends, I’d let my subconscious control pull it in. Why face the temptation anywhere else, where it wasn’t meant to be used anywhere else?

  Our workout came a little later that day, as we went shopping first. Zarya and Lynn needed a full wardrobe. All they had was a few casual and sexy dresses, no doubt provided by Ginny, the demigoddess of beauty. Point being, they needed workout clothes along with everything else. None of Levi’s family was there on the weekends, but of course we went anyway because that’s where we worked out.

  It was obvious to me about halfway through, that they were totally picking out things I found sexiest on them, just like Hali had. It wouldn’t be hard for them to figure out, they’d just have to check my scent for attraction and approval every time they came out of the dressing room. Anything I felt even a small spark of jealousy over another man seeing them in it, went on their rejection pile without me saying a word. They dressed like Hali, in elegantly casual sexy skirts and dresses save some casual and workout wear. Unlike Hali, they would be dressing themselves, but at the same time they’d still be dressing for me as far as I could tell. Point being, different approaches, same exact results to a certain extent.

  Zarya and Lynn were a joy to be around, and a constant bubbly and doting presence. I say doting, because we didn’t know each other that well yet outside knowing we were compatible. True devotion and love would take time, but for the moment doting and fantastic sex was more than good enough.

  They’d also developed a signal of sorts. Their mannerisms and faces were the same, but of course they weren’t always doing the exact same thing as far as physical movements. They just did those movements the same, if that made sense. So whenever they came out of the dressing room or when they’d be rejoining me and I lost track of who was who, they’d come up with a basic hand signal to tell me which one was Lynn, which obviously made the other Zarya. Even after a day, it was still a little overwhelming how alike they were.

  And they did do everything together, as I’d found out last night in our foursome.

  It was really busy on the weekends at the fitness center and beauty salon and spa, a lot more people, and it took a lot of effort to be accepting of the blessings overwhelming flow of information. I rose to the challenge with a stubborn work ethic, knowing it’d be worth the effort in the long run. At the same time, I was glad it’d be a lot emptier come Monday morning when I had to teach a class.

  During my day while doing all that I held a texting conversation with Katerina. Especially when my ladies were busy in the change rooms changing to show me that next outfit. It both alleviated the boredom because I was much like the next guy when it came to shopping trips, and secondly it was a good casual way to get to know her better without our potent sexual tension present. There was some flirting, but it was a lot of get to know you stuff, and casual.

  The second thing I did was think about my two insights last night with Hestia. That some desire and curiosity existed in that state her aura engendered, just not related to comfort and the feeling of home. It was an odd thing. The goddess was an extreme and in a real way she was her mantel, at least in part. I also decided I was falling for her, but what man wouldn’t fall for a goddess he spent three days with every day? She was amazing, and over the last three nights I’d spent nine days just chatting with her and getting to know her in complete privacy. I knew her better than most couples would know each other after months of dating. I mean, how many dates would it take to match two hundred and sixteen hours of pure get to know each other conversation?

  Lastly, I was really turned on by what happened last night, and I felt that sexual tension that had not been a part of the actual moment. I was more than curious what loving her physically would be like while lost in that state of contentedness, hearth and home. At the same time, I’d have to be content to take it at her pace, there was no other choice while I was in that place, plus as my goddess she was in charge. Sure, she was also a woman, who might surrender herself to me, but that surrender would be her choice and at her instigation alone, then I could take charge of her so to speak.

  Point being, even a slow sensual seduction was off the table for me to take, because there was no impetus for it when I was with her.

  It was also the day I started to take a minute in front of the mantle, just to express my awe of her in a way I couldn’t when we were together. A moment of silent worship if you will. She was wondrous and awed me, ironically enough, only when I wasn’t in her presence.

  It was early afternoon and the four of us were in the backyard. It seemed we were also nudists now. My twins had decided if Hali was going to be naked whenever we were at home without guests, then they’d be naked too. It felt silly being the only one dressed, so I was laying out on the lounger in the backyard feeling the cool breeze across my stick and berries. Fortunately, my magic and ward would ensure none of our fun parts or anywhere else got a sun burn.

  Of course, we all had casual clothes nearby just in case someone dropped by. With the wards there’d be plenty of time to pull on some shorts and a t-shirt while my braless and no panty monsters pulled dresses over their heads. It was what it was, and it was a beautiful sunny day. The heat of the sun felt good on my skin and didn’t get too hot with the gentle breeze to cool us. Plus, I had a damned good view, of twin torpedoed and pertly firm and supplely nubile B cups and a set of D cups that were far too proud for their size as the ladies laid out with me.

  So far, our conversation had been casual, as I was actually trying to get to know my twins better as was my Hali. They were more than insanely alluring walking around naked, all three of them, but I was feeling pretty sated at the moment between our wakeup orgy and I’d filled all three of them twice after lunch, not thirty minutes ago. Despite the allure of their toned and soft feminine bodies, with glistening sexes telling me they were more than available at the moment, there’d be plenty of time for that later. Honestly, it really helped that I was used to naked hot monsters, from my five years with Hali and an endless succession of hot bimbo nereids. Yet… it was also harder not to partake of their offered flesh because these were my mates.

  The twins were also suppressed in a way. They’d been kept in a compound and only brought out for battle. Which meant it’d take time for them to find themselves on their human sides and any ambitions outside of being my mates, fucking, and fighting. In short, it’d be a while before I figured out what interests they had, because they didn’t really know yet, which meant it’d be a while before we could form any kind of family business. Hali was that way too, to a certain extent, in that she was new to the human world.