She giggled again, “It’s what I am, Levi. Never doubt those lurid thoughts are a compliment to me. More than that, your thoughts are generous in nature. You wish to… how did you think it, rock my world and bring me pleasure. You’d be surprised how many men look at me and think selfish thoughts, and desire merely to take pleasure from my body. So relax, and let’s get back on point. I like you remember, and you’re cute.”

  Right. That was true enough, I wasn’t a selfish man in bed, and enjoyed making my partners reach bliss. It always made sense to me, that would not only keep them coming back, but it also gave me pleasure to give it. I was never one for empty one-night stands, which was where selfish sexual thought would flourish. The whole concept of a one-night stand was selfish, taking pleasure for the night without cost or responsibility, it wasn’t a generous concept or giving in any way.

  Not that I was judging, pursuing pleasure wasn’t exactly a crime, and some selfishness was healthy. But I preferred the other way.

  Where were we? Right.

  “Okay, who’s my father?”

  She sighed, “He told me not to tell you that. At least not until your powers come out, and by then it will be obvious. There is some wisdom in that, names have power. If we speak his name his enemies may hear it, which would lead them right to you. Better to wait until you can defend yourself. They’ll find you soon of course, no matter what we do, but why make it easier for them?”

  “Alright, so I’m half human, what’s next on this crazy ride? Wait, why do they want me dead?”

  Aphrodite bit her lip, which was somehow both adorable and incredibly seductive at the same time. So much so that I forced myself to look away to keep my wits, and I took a sip of my iced tea. It was somewhat of an amusing realization that I’d come close to adoring her in that moment, which was a small step away from worship.

  “The Greek myths exaggerate. I’m not nearly as petty or bitchy as they portray, after all. But there is some pettiness in power, and I’m not immune to it, none of the gods are. I suppose you could say in that way we’re very human. I’m afraid they want you dead merely because you exist, mostly to spite your father, and on the off chance that you could be a threat to their plans in the future. Nothing certain that way, I haven’t heard of any prophecies anyway. Before you ask, I can’t name your enemy either, that would bring them even faster than saying your father’s name.”

  “Okay, and you’re here to warn me and help me find this power?”

  She shook her head, “I only came here to warn you, as a favor to him. Only you can find the trigger that will reveal your power, though training has been known to trigger it, sparring. Sometimes it’s emotional, sometimes it’s very cerebral.”

  “Just warn me? I assume it isn’t a simple thing, or I’d have triggered it long before now?”

  She said, “True, you could have triggered anytime over the last five years, since around sixteen when puberty had fully run its course. I was sent here just to warn you, but after meeting you I’m prepared to do more than that. I can’t train you to bring out your power or advise you on the endless and myriad dangers you might face. The enemy would notice if I was gone that long from Olympus and investigate. I’m also too busy, even if I do like you, I have my own responsibilities. But, I am considering sending one of my faithful daughters to you to help guide you, and I’ll also bestow a blessing on you which may save your life and enhance your chances, among other things.”

  I pondered that for a second, “Even if you do like me, that sort of thing has to have a price.”

  She grinned, “It does, which is why I can only make the offer. It could mean the difference between life and death, but I can’t guarantee that either way. You could survive without it, or die with it, but it improves the odds. The cost is nothing less than your service. I can only bestow power and mold enhancements if you agree to be my follower, and more than that, one of my champions.”

  “Duties of that title?” I asked, while my cock fed me some hopeful ideas that way, “I’ve never heard of that in Greek mythology.” Champions?

  She replied, “Think of it like a worshipper, priest, and agent all in one, that has the special favor of their god or goddess. You would work for me, but I would not ask anything of you until you reach your potential and the danger has subsided. You also can’t take the deal to improve your chances, then renege and quit later. It is a lifetime commitment.

  “Champions are those that work for and champion one of the gods, and are granted abilities, powers, or even just a request. A deal of sorts, and only available to those that are invited. I like you, and I want you to accept, but know that you would be mine. It also isn’t an unpleasant thing to serve the goddess of love, and it will come with many benefits as I am generous with my own, but the cost of betrayal would be… exceedingly unpleasant.”

  “The fact I’m a demigod, will it anger my father?”

  I wasn’t quite sure I believed any of it in my gut yet. I didn’t want to believe it, but my logical mind told me to trust my eyes and senses. She was a goddess, I’d as much thought so earlier.

  It also didn’t seem like a bad deal, power for service. I was sure there’d be a catch, but I wasn’t lazy and worked for what I had. It would also give me instant allies in this new world, which I was sure to need if I was really in danger and already had enemies. Lastly, I liked Aphrodite, she was delightful, and while I knew she could be vamping me to make me her slave, I didn’t believe that.

  There was a cost to everything, and it might just be worth it.

  She smiled playfully, “It might annoy him a bit, if he has plans for you in the future, but if that’s the case the two of us will work something out. It’s not something you need to worry about. Don’t doubt I won’t enjoy my side of it. Your father is powerful, and so will you be among your peers, that will further my influence and power. Demigods are often champions, there’s nothing odd about it, and often not with the gods that birthed them.”

  “Is that what you meant by saying you’d send, ‘one of my faithful daughters’?”

  She grinned, “You are quick, yes. I have many daughters, and I love them all, but I can only fully trust those that both come from my womb and choose to become my champion. She is a bit of a handful, the one I have in mind. It should work out well for both of you, and I believe once you have your powers that you’d make a potent team. You will settle her, and she’ll guide you. Just don’t tell her I said that first part.”

  “A handful?”

  She giggled, “You’ll see. So, how about it, want to serve a jealous goddess in the name of love, pleasure, beauty, and fertility?”

  “Jealous?”

  She winked, “A subtle reminder you’ll belong to me, others will try to tempt you away and gain your service, and I would not take that at all well, after gifting you with my power and affection. You will be mine, but I will also be yours in a very real way. All I can promise is you won’t find the tasks I set onerous, and most of them will be quite enjoyable. It also as I said, won’t come up until the threat over your head is dealt with.”

  I got the idea obedience was a given. I didn’t think I was all that special, but I was getting the idea I could be, and that held a value. I didn’t believe she made the offer lightly. It was as much a commitment for her as it was for me. Though, I’d be the obedient and worshipping demigod to her goddess. There was no doubt who’d be in charge.

  She truly desired me, the goddess sitting on my couch, which was more mind-blowing than the fact there was a goddess on my couch. A real immortal, powerful, and incredibly beautiful and alluring goddess.

  Trust was the sticky part, there was a saying after all, beware Greeks bearing gifts, and I imagined that went double for Greek gods. But on the other hand, this wasn’t a gift, she’d gone out of her way to spell out there’d be a price. A lifetime price in service, for her power, help, and the allies she could provide.

  I also believed her, that part alone I felt deeply in my gut, that in this at least there was no hedging or lies. How could there be, in a lifetime commitment of service? I also believed her when she’d said my service wouldn’t be onerous, and that she was generous with her followers and especially those that became her champions.

  Chapter Two

  She was achingly beautiful, and so damned alluring. The question hung there for a moment, and I turned my head away again and took a sip of iced tea, trying to clear my mind. It was clear enough, but even without her power she was a hell of a distraction.

  I mean, I’d been hard the whole time, from the moment she’d stepped into the bar. A mix of lust, awe, and hopeful desire. On top of all that, I was also flattered that she seemed to genuinely want me, and I believed her that her initial thought had been to just warn me as a favor to my father. To get me to look for my birth inheritance of power, but without guidance how hard would that be?

  It all added up to the insane idea I was about to say yes. Become the champion of the goddess of love. Chances were I’d never put that IT degree to use anyway.

  “I accept, what do… how does it work? What kind of power will help me?” I smiled, “Do I have to get on my knees for you?” I threw out the flirty line in a lame attempt to lighten the moment, but I knew I also would, if she but asked. My mouth watered at the mere thought.

  She chuckled with warm amusement and delight, probably at my thought that I’d hopefully have my head buried between her legs while doing that kneeling. She seemed to really like my dirty mind, especially the part that had her trembling and cumming hard on my tongue or cock in every single one of my lurid fantasies. She’d as much as said so earlier, apparently my fantasies were more generous than most.

  Her scent was heady, like the deepest feminine arousal, mixed with roses and wildflowers, and as strange as it will sound, she smelled like the concept of her mantle. Just as her smile, body, body language and facial expression all expressed love, a ripe invitation to pleasure, and incomparable beauty, so did her scent.

  I’d called it affection earlier, but it was really a warm and endless love I saw in her face, and those white flecks in her mesmerizing cerulean eyes looked like stars in the night sky from so close up. An all-encompassing love, not just romantic love but burning lust, and every gradation in between.

  Worshipping her body was totally in the cards, at least from my point of view.

  Then impossibly, she was in my arms, and her lips were on mine as I felt her straddle me. She let out the sexiest gasp I’d ever heard as she ground her body down on me through our clothes. Then it got a little weird, not in a kinky way, but in a reality way. Because suddenly there were no clothes, and her ripe warm body was directly against mine, skin to skin, and I was lost in the sensation of it. Her deep heady scent as she ground her body against me, and her sex was like a heated furnace against my cock as she ground along the bottom, leaving a trail of liquid arousal behind.

  Her scent shifted slightly, still encompassing all those different things, but the potent arousal in the scent grew to heady levels. Was I really turning on the goddess of love that much? Apparently, I totally was.

  Her breasts felt like warm firm silk pushing against my chest, save for her tightened nipples which dug into my skin and scraped deliciously on my chest as she moved her body against me. The kiss was incredible, soft and loving, hard and lustful, playful and sweet. My hands were in heaven as I explored her hips, legs, waist, and her perfectly rounded and tight supple ass cheeks.

  Everything about her and what we were doing in that moment was overwhelming my senses, drowning me in sensations of pleasure I’d never felt so deeply before, and then she took me into her body. Her sex was pure paradise, as she took me into an impossibly snug silken friction only courtesy of her liquid arousal which eased the way. Her sex fluttered, convulsed wildly around me in waves up and down my cock, pulsing around me as I was buried in her heat.

  I was on the edge of the abyss, but I didn’t fall over as I was held back right on the cusp of exploding up inside of her. I couldn’t fall over, and I sensed she was holding me on that edge with power. Otherwise release would’ve been inevitable in the potent waves of pleasure her body, her scent, and her sweet kiss and heavenly sex were engendering in me. It was… overwhelming, on almost every level.

  Her hands ran over my body too, my shoulders, arms, chest and stomach. She even caressed my legs reaching back behind her, as she offered me her breasts and arched her back.

  “Suck my tits, Levi,” she said beggingly, in the sultriest and most loving voice I’d ever heard from a woman, as if she was just as lost in my body and attentions as well. Which was heady, seemed almost absurd, but I couldn’t deny the fact her sex was wild around mine. Fluttering, convulsing, and her sweet sounds of pleasure were driving me crazy.

  I moaned deeply at the sweet taste of her skin, and the way her paradise snugly hugged my cock in ripples up and down, as I suckled her nipple firmly and lavished it with my tongue from inside my mouth. When I bit down lightly, and pulled slightly with my teeth, she cried out in pleasure. I did that for quite a long time, while I looked up into her loving blue eyes, and she playfully did circle grinds on my cock and let out the sexiest sounds of pleasure I’d ever heard in my life.

  Then she was fucking me, riding me wildly, wantonly, as she bounced up and down the full length of my cock. Her tits bounced wildly and alluringly, and I looked up into eyes filled with endless pleasure, love, and a deep joyful lust. Her sex was magic on my cock, and the silken friction alone blew my mind, but her obvious control of her floor muscles was mind boggling, and I suspected simply impossible for anyone else in existence.

  Her perfect tits were bouncing way too wildly to use my mouth, so I used my hands instead, which she showed approval of with her delighted gasps as I gently twisted and pulled her nipples, while gently squeezing her full breasts together with the other three fingers of my hands. She looked close, and I worked her breasts and paid attention, got a little rougher with them but still well in the range of gentle. The goddess’s breasts were extremely sensitive, and I seemed to be doing the job right while I lost myself in the pleasures that her eyes, hands, and sex engendered in mine.

  The euphoria was intense, almost too much, and right on the edge of being painful but just short of that. Like I’d already started cumming, but that I was frozen in that moment of bliss a split second before the blissful ecstasy swept me away and the first pulse of my seed left my cock. My whole body was sensitive, but nothing more so than the cock that slid in and out of my golden blonde goddess over and over again.

  Literally, my goddess.

  That possessive and worshipful thought of mine was the final straw that pushed her over the edge, I’m fairly sure anyway, I doubted it was just coincidence. I don’t think I can do it justice, what I saw late that evening on my couch, as the goddess of love came undone around my cock and looked down into my eyes. Her face a study of intense pleasure, even as she released me from her power’s hold and I started to pulse up into her immortal and nubile body.

  I would literally never be the same again, and I didn’t just mean the powers she gave me, or the other changes I would discover in the morning. There was a majesty and awe in that moment, as my goddess came wildly and wantonly for me, as for that moment in time she was mine, and only mine.

  But that moment passed, and she gave me a deliciously sweet and lingering kiss as she let out a sated and playfully pleasurable moan into my mouth. Then she was rising up off of me, and I swear I felt the loss of it in my soul, as my cock slipped from her paradise.

  She said, “It’s done, lover. You’re mine,” she said with satisfaction, as she snuggled into my side and started to caress my chest fondly.

  Of course, a binding to the goddess of love would be accomplished in such a way.

  “So, what…” I trailed off as she covered my lips with her finger.

  She said, “You’ll notice some small changes to your body in the morning. I am the goddess of beauty after all, and you are my representative now. Not much, just subtle changes. You were already quite handsome you know. You’ll also find women find it difficult to resist you. Don’t abuse it, I didn’t give you that blessing for you to turn into a player and asshole. In fact, try to avoid mortal women as much as possible, until you learn the trick of suppressing it. My daughter will teach you.”

  I nodded, “That’s it?”

  She giggled, “Yes, and it may just save your life. Don’t underestimate love, Levi. There’s a reason I’m one of the most powerful goddesses out there, and I have more allies than most. Love forms ties, creates allies, launches wars, inspires protectiveness. You will be strong in your own right, eventually, but never discount the power in numbers and faithful allies.

  “Trust me, your enemy hates men, I can’t even imagine that but it’s true. Most of her agents, even her monsters, will be female, though not quite all of them. Your new allure will allow you to tame them, even claim some of them and make them your allies. Except demons, they will be immune, and you should run away. The Empusa are very beautiful, and much like the succubae of legend in that they seduce and fuck their victims to death, stealing their lifeforce with a simple touch, and draining their souls through sex.

  “But on the good side my blessing and your connection to me as my champion will also infer a resistance to their seductive charms. So, their abilities won’t work on you either, though you will be tempted. Keep me in mind when that happens, your fidelity to me, and what we just shared, and you will be able to resist.

  “There is more of course, much more to learn, but those examples will have to do until my daughter arrives tomorrow. That was lovely by the way, it’s been a while since I’ve cum that hard.”

  “My pleasure…”

  She giggled, “Call me by name, for a goddess her name is a formal mode of address. Or call me by the pet name of your choosing, as long as you honor our agreement and obey, I do not expect empty worship or formality. Just what comes naturally from your heart and soul.”