Angela said with a breathy smile, from the workout not being worked up, though I’d definitely classify it as flirty, “Good morning.”

  Val said softly, “Morning.”

  We all moved to our chosen machines and started to workout, with six beauties in the room, if only three of them my true mates, there was something nice to look at no matter where I went or looked. My ladies didn’t mind me looking and enjoying eye candy, as long as I wasn’t crude about it, and knowing my three ladies they were also enjoying the view. I was far from the only one that enjoyed and even looked forward to having Val and Angela in our bed again.

  Despite the additional eye candy, and my growing attraction and attachment to Valerie and Angela, I preferred the weekdays and the intimacy I shared with my three mates during the day. I liked the coven just fine, and would protect them zealously from any enemies, but I knew Maggie would be spending time with them most of the day, and even Bonnie would as their magic instructor.

  Of course, I’d also be getting my own work done as an author during the week with Elena, when Maggie took care of her businesses for two or three hours in the afternoon. I wasn’t exactly a clingy man, and far from codependent, but I enjoyed my mates’ company, and it kind of sucked being off on the weekends when it was when Maggie was busiest.

  Nothing in life was perfect, and duty and work took precedence, but I had to admit my life was pretty damned amazing.

  On the really shallow end, it was when the coven was all at work during the weekdays, that I got to dress my Maggie in truly trashy and sexy outfits. It was something I wouldn’t dream of doing to her where her coven could see, but something she very much enjoyed doing for me when only our mates were around. She loved being my eye candy, and the sluttier the outfits the more she enjoyed it.

  We were all covered with a sheen of sweat, and the second wind endorphins felt good as my heart pumped steadily as we all headed for the shower. The bathroom was pretty large, and the shower was more than large enough for the four of us, with seven independent nozzles…

  Chapter Two

  The bed was comfortable, and I was warm and clean with Bonnie’s naked body pasted against mine. We’d just finished the shower, and it was Bonnie’s turn with me for our private one on one relationship time. Elena and Maggie had just left for theirs, and I’d greatly enjoyed the view as they’d left the room together.

  Our family intimacy wasn’t a problem. We were mostly all together and had short intimate moments and exchanges in pairs almost all the time. But this scheduled part of the day right after our workouts was to maintain our one on one physical and emotional intimacy in all combinations. With four of us that cycle took three days, and if that other demigoddess ever showed up it would take four days. It was something I thought of on occasion, not really worried about, but if as I suspected, Aphrodite and the muses had been playing matchmaker and had influenced Maggie when she sent out the discrete invitations to ally, maybe it was time to stop waiting for her to show up and go collect her ourselves.

  Sure, she might not be interested, and I could be wrong in my suspicions she’d be compatible, but surely it was worth the effort to check it out. That both Elena and Bonnie had been perfect for Maggie and I, and each other, was a stretch of coincidence that bent credulity of the possibility of it just being random chance. Who knew what kind of richness and power one more mate could bring to our family, to round out our personal, business, and family lives? Not that I felt a lack, but I hadn’t felt a lack before Bonnie showed up either, and she’d completely enriched and transformed our family.

  Bonnie asked, “What’re you thinking about?”

  I said, “How amazing you are.”

  She giggled, “Really?”

  I nodded, “Partially, love,” I caressed her lower back, and lightly patted her ass cheeks, “I think we’ve all been wondering about our potential fourth mate still out there, to finish our family? Assuming we’re right in our suspicions that our goddesses were playing matchmaker?”

  Bonnie kissed my chest, “I think about it sometimes.”

  I said, “Well, I was wondering if it wasn’t time to seek her out instead. I can’t imagine her goddess would’ve told her to steer clear a whole other month. Our foursome is pretty solid, and she could be in some kind of trouble, or maybe she’d just disregarded the invitation. It wouldn’t hurt to check it out, even if all it does is kill the idea, I’m more than okay with being a foursome.”

  She giggled, “How is that related to my totally awesome amazingness?”

  I laughed, “Because I really don’t feel any lack in my life, but I didn’t before you either. Yet, you completely transformed our family in wondrous ways. You are amazing, my vivacious vixen.”

  She sighed softly and snuggled deeper, “So you were wondering what surprises another would bring?”

  I nodded, “Exactly. We’ll bring it up with the others. I think Maggie knows where she is, maybe it’s just time to go say hello ourselves, and then see what the fallout is. If she blows us off, at least we’ll know and can move on.”

  She kissed me softly, and we moaned as it grew deeper and instilled a needy passion in the both of us. Her kisses were so warmly loving and sweetly exuberant at the same time. Her eyes were wide and needy when it broke, I also may have stirred below quite a bit.

  Okay, no may about it, I was at full mast.

  I ignored that for the moment though, private physical one on one intimacy for deeper connections was only half the equation for these scheduled one on one times, “How are you doing, baby. Anything I can do?”

  With the blessings from the muses and the mating one from Aphrodite I already knew I was meeting her needs, but it wasn’t an exact science either. Plus, a woman liked to be fussed over on occasion, and I was all about spoiling my mates, in bed and out.

  She grinned, “I’ve never been happier, sir. You make me feel pampered and secure, and you let me suck your dick whenever I want. What else could a girl ask for?”

  I chuckled. If anyone else had said that I’d have assumed they were being teasing and playful, but my Bonnie liked giving oral more than fucking. Not on the pleasure scale of course, for that she did prefer normal or anal sex, but the submissive service and intimacy of it gave her joy and a deep sense of contentment.

  She enjoyed it even more when I ordered her to do it. She also loved when I did it, so for all my amazement at my sexually insatiable mates, I loved to be on my knees too.

  “How about work?”

  She smiled, “It’s still a little slow. It’s easy to keep up with your and Elena’s book as you write it. Not something I’m worried about though, it’ll grow in time. What are we up to, five authors?”

  I nodded, we’d added two more the last month at Calliope’s request, so it was me, Elena, Jackie the witch, and two others.

  She added, “I can handle a lot more than that. At least ten times that much if they’re putting out a book every three to four months, forty times that if they’re writing one a year.”

  “We’ll get there.”

  She smirked, “It lets me take a lot of breaks to fetch drinks, perform oral relaxations on the three of you, and be your gopher girl. Trust me, totally nothing to complain about here. Can I suck you off now? I really need it.”

  I grinned, our training and work outs got her going. Although, honestly, she was always ready for some fun, all my mates were, and thanks to Aphrodite and our loving and honest communication, I’d never get tired of loving them.

  I nipped her lip, and started into her eyes as I said teasingly, “I think you’ll have to earn it.”

  She giggled, “What do I have to do to earn the privilege of sucking sir’s cock?”

  “Sit on my face facing the headboard, and then cover me with your satisfaction.”

  She bit her lip and said breathily, “Yes, sir.”

  I thought I was pretty clever at the time. Her doing that toward the headboard meant she couldn’t distract me with a sixty-nine, and I could properly focus on eating her out and fingering her to completion. Sometimes I needed it as badly as she did, and in that moment my mouth was watering for her liquid pleasure and the feel of my tongue sliding along her sweet and tasty silken folds, and also digging into her tight little ass.

  I knew it would both drive her crazy, and that she’d enjoy that mix of frustration and pleasure, and cum really hard for me.

  Or so I’d thought.

  She moved over me, and then eagerly lowered her pussy to my lips, and her breathy little gasp and how wet she was for me turned me on to no end. Her sex was lovely, petite and beautiful, perfectly symmetrical folds on a lovely mound. She ground down on my lips and tongue with a joyful and mesmerizing gasp, as my hands played with her ass cheeks, ass crack, and teased at her puckered star.

  I was taking my time with it, when my Bonnie blew my fucking mind with her flexibility.

  She let out a naughty giggle and then her back arched… and kept arching, as she bent her head back as far as it would go. I’d no idea the lissome minx was so flexible. I mean I knew she was flexible, but it was a hell of a shock as I ate her out, and suddenly heard her satisfied and wanton muffled moan as she sucked my cock into her mouth.

  I hadn’t ordered her not to sixty-nine, I’d just ordered her to sit orientated toward the headboard. I’d find out later, by googling it, the position was called a bridge sixty-nine, and with her head bent fully backwards and her back arched in a perfect half circle, she was easily able to take me in her throat.

  I had no doubt at all that the only women capable of that position on the planet were experts at yoga or gymnastics.

  Her tongue and spit were magic as she swirled the tip and sucked hard with a wanton and deeply contented moan of pleasure at my cock in her mouth. She sucked even harder as she took me deep into her mouth, and my fat cock was swallowed into her incredibly warm, soft, and vibrating throat as it stretched around me lewdly. If that wasn’t enough, one of her hands also reached over her head and started to roll my balls softly with her fingertips, while the other one was firmly planted in the mattress to give her the necessary leverage to slide her tight full lips and throat up and down my cock.

  The pleasure of it drew a sharp gasp and deep moan from my mouth, and I couldn’t help but arch my back and thrust up into her slightly, burying another two inches of cock in her mouth. Of course, she didn’t mind in the least, it only made her moans happier and more contented when I forced my cock down her throat. My Maggie was just as good as blow jobs, but my Bonnie lived for having my cock in her mouth. Or so it seemed, at times.

  She even liked being throat fucked, but the truth was she enjoyed being in control more and I enjoyed it more as well. Her blowjobs were luxurious and filled with subtleties that a raw sliding throat fucking just couldn’t match in pleasure. As I said before, I wasn’t one to get caught up in power trips, so that aspect did nothing for me.

  “Holy shit, baby,” I said in awe, even while trying to concentrate on licking her out, which had suddenly become impossibly difficult and sloppy.

  Her naughty joyful giggles were muffled by my cock, and she started to work me harder, even as she ground her pussy and ass on my face with her back bowed so sharply. It was an act of flexibility and body control that blew my mind almost as much as the pleasures of her mouth.

  Needless to say, I took it as a challenge, and was determined to get her off with my lips, tongue, teeth, and fingertips before she sucked my balls dry. Her little gasps and pants of joy muffled by my cock was music to my ears, as I licked steadily along and between her folds, while I got one of my middle fingers wet and stuck it in her ass and then sucked in and bit down on her clit lightly.

  Her whole body quivered for a moment, as a deep gasp of pleasure left her mouth, vibrating my sensitive cock head so much that a luxurious wave of potent euphoria lit my body, and once again I couldn’t stop my body from thrusting up into that sweet loving mouth and throat.

  This scenario of course was one of the few in life that when losing, also meant a win. Because my sexy Bonnie always came for me when I unloaded in her mouth, and of course the pleasure of cumming wasn’t exactly a painful loss. She didn’t always cum hard, but she would this time I knew, because of my own ministrations which was making her whimper and gasp in panting breaths as she pleasured my cock.

  Regardless, her talented lips, tongue, and throat pushed me over the edge with staggering amounts of pleasure before my tongue on her pussy and my fingerfucking her ass could throw her over.

  “Fuck, baby!” I warned and exhorted her in the same grunting breath.

  My cock pulsed and surged hard, and she moaned in satisfaction, then keened in delight as she started to cover my face with copious amounts of liquid completion. I did my best to lap it all up and swallow it amidst the powerful explosions of pleasure rocking through my body and mind.

  I’d have to say she schooled me in that too. Her hard-sucking milking action and rhythmic swallowing was somehow perfectly in harmony with the rolling waves of bliss washing through her body. She was even moaning and keening in contentment while doing it, as if it was the most natural thing in the world to suck me dry and drink me down while lost in her own ecstasy.

  Don’t get me wrong, I was fantastic at oral, and always got my mates off hard, as hard as when they went at it with each other. I also loved doing it. But I couldn’t do it nearly as well when lightning bolts of pleasure were shocking my body in rhythmic pulses and surges, it threw off my pace instead of setting it, which was a skill all my ladies had but only Bonnie and Maggie had perfected.

  She sighed in absolute contentment, as she rose up above my face again like it was easy or something, so graceful and more limber than I’d found out up until that moment. She giggled naughtily as she dismounted my face, and she sighed in dirty pleasure when I gave her a good hard swat on her perfectly supple pear-shaped ass.

  She said in loving exuberance, “That was totally what I needed, you’re delicious, sir.”

  I grinned, as I pulled her against me and into a long lingering kiss.

  “You cheated.”

  She giggled, “You didn’t order me not to suck you off, sir. Your tongue on me made me need it, sir.”

  I laughed lightly, “Not complaining, but you knew my intentions.”

  She beamed, “I did, but I also knew you’d love it.”

  I gripped her ass and pulled her up higher, then lubed my finger and started to work her ass open, it wasn’t long at all before I was sliding in a second finger and she was moaning in my ear.

  “I’m going to pound that sexy ass,” I said firmly in a tone that brooked no disobedience or question.

  She gasped at those words, and her sphincter tightened like a vice around my fingers as she pushed up against them, eagerly taking them in.

  “Yes, sir,” she said in breathy anticipation.

  I said even more firmly, “And when I pull out, you’re going to turn around fast so I can blow on your pretty face and huge naughty tits.”

  She trembled against me, in a good way, an eager way, “Yes, sir.”

  It was a discovery for us both that day long ago, when she realized she liked being marked by me and claimed that way. All my mates did actually, it was a kink we all shared, and drove me crazy. It wasn’t really a power trip for me either. I just found it hot as hell and was filled with awe at their sensual thrill at me unloading on their faces and tits. My Bonnie and Maggie could cum from that as well, not just feeling me blow in their mouths.

  Of course, they had to be close to the edge when it happened, for that kinky thrill to push them over, but of course she would be, since she and Maggie were both multiple queens during anal.

  After my nasty orders, and while getting her ass ready for my fingertips, it might seem strange, but in that moment we kissed lovingly, sweetly, and breathily. The look in her eyes was one of endless submissive love and obedience as we broke it, and I could imagine the look she saw in my eyes was one of loving awe. My Bonnie was so sexy, sensual, and she was amazing at pleasuring me with all of her body, mouth, sex, tits, and ass.

  Though I suppose it wasn’t that much of a surprise for me. Bonnie was submissive, and never more so than when giving me the pleasures of her mouth and ass. She looked… so beautiful, and so mesmerized by me as I slowly and firmly fingerfucked her ass with her sparkling icy blue eyes just inches from mine. She was also getting breathy and close to the edge by the time she was ready for me.

  I spanked her ass as I pulled out my fingers, “Hands and knees.”

  I was of course, completely recovered and hard as a rock. I stroked my cock a few times, getting it nice and lubricated too.

  She bit her lip seductively, and then said breathily in that lovely sweet voice of hers, “Yes, sir.”

  My cock twitched from those words, and I was enthralled as I watched her get onto her hands and knees and lewdly stick her ass high in the air in invitation. Her breathlessly loving submission and respect at calling me sir turned us both on beyond belief, and after a month of it that thrill was still there. Maggie called me sir too, she’s actually the one Bonnie had gotten that idea from, but it had a vastly different flavor of submission to it.

  Well, in bed, it was close to the same, but Maggie only called me sir when I was being firm with her in bed, or if I turned her on with a spank and forceful voice, while my sweet vibrant vixen called me sir all the time. In and out of bed, in tones both naughty and sweetly devoted depending on the situation.

  It blew my mind, always.

  With her properly prepared, it didn’t take me at all long to stretch her tight little ass around my fat cock, and work myself in. She actually helped, and there was no tentativeness at all as she bore down and pushed back against me even harder than I was pushing forward to get me inside her tight and hot ass. She loved anal, and was good at it, cumming just as often for me as regular sex during a good pounding. It wasn’t just the burn and the pleasurable tingles that lit her body in a passionate fire of pleasure, it was as she’d told me, the ultimate in submission.